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Linda's Gift, Part Three
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Part 3
She had been leaning against the door all the while I
was making a fool of myself but now she leaned over and
flicked on the lamp which rested on the end table next to
the door. This gave a soft glow to the room and once again
I was taken by her great beauty. She didn't speak again but
reached down and, one by one, slipped the pumps off of her
tiny, delicate feet. Next, she slipped off her coat and laid
it where mine had been earlier; on the arm of the sofa. She
padded over to where I stood and pushed my coat off my
shoulders, all the while her eyes transfixed on mine. She
then reached up and placed her hands gently on my shoulders,
and for the first time that night, kissed me. It was a deep
kiss and brought me to instant arousal for the third time
that night. Her soft, snaking tongue probed mine as we
continued for a minute or two, our breathing intensifying.
Needless to say, It was only a matter of seconds before
my hands began exploring her back and ass. Her silk and
leather clothing gave her body an even more sensous feel.
I hiked up her skirt and squeezed her warm, soft ass cheeks
through her panties, the elastic of her garters brushing my
fingers now and then. She began to breathe more heavily now,
pulling me down to the floor. We sat upright in the middle
of the floor and began to undress knowing that from here on
in our clothes were just going to be in the way. She did
leave the stockings on at my request, however.
I reached my hand out and gently caressed her breasts.
They never looked as good to me as they did at that moment,
and I lingered there for a long time as Linda's head rolled
back, enjoying my gentle fondling of her erect nipples. I
leaned over and kissed and sucked them tenderly, catching a
hint of that wonderful perfume she had obviously rubbed into
her ample cleavage hours ago. It had had its effect on me.
Linda started to get a little hotter and she began to
stroke my thighs taking care not to touch my cock. She knew
that to make the moment last it was hands off for a while.
I busied myself in the meantime by caressing the rest of her
body. I stroked her soft belly down to her dark, neatly
trimmed bush, but went no further than the patch of soft
skin which immediately preceeds her unusually thick clit.
I then moved down to her legs where, again, I spent plenty
of time. Linda loves me to massage her legs and feet,
especially after a long day at work, and I love to do it for
her. She has long, slender legs that end with the sexiest,
most delicate, shapely feet I ever saw on a woman. I am not
a fetishist by any means, but I must admit that those feet of
hers really turn me on. I stroked and kneaded my my down to
them to the accompaniment of her gentle sighing and moaning.
I rubbed, stroked, and fondled, and kissed each toe, heel,
ball, and arch through the thin film of nylon until I was
certain my cock would explode. I looked up to see if Linda
was enjoying my attention to her feet and was treated to the
sight of her leaning back against the couch, head back, legs
splayed, gently fingering her swollen clit. She lifted her
head as I paused, and seemed to snap out of the spell she
was under. She sat upright and scolded "Hey, this is YOUR
party, and here I am letting you do all the work." This was
definitely not work but I said nothing. After all, she had
gone to a lot of trouble presenting herself to me as she had
so I figured it might well be worth my while to just relax
and see what was in store for me.
She raised herself to her knees and moved closer to me.
She kissed me softly then pushed me down to the floor. She
extended her arms down to me, and with just the tips of her
red fingernails raked me gently from my forehead down to my
toes. Moans escaped me as she electrified my entire body
with her expert touch. She continued until my eyes crossed
and my dick flopped around like landed fish. Then she
flipped me over and repeated this proceedure on my back, ass,
and legs. I kept still, fighting the urge to hump the
carpeting until she was finished.
Next, she turned me right side up again and the action
got heavy. She leaned down and kissed me tenderly, tongue
pushing between our lips, gently encircling mine. She left
my face but continued to kiss and lick my neck, chest, and
belly on her way to my waiting cock. As she moved down my
body, I felt the soft, fragrant curls of her hair brush
against my face and chest, followed by the warm touch of her
erect nipples as they dragged across my skin. By the time
she reached my now drooling cock, I knew I was near the end
of my self-restraint, especially when her gorgeous ass and
pussy came into view. She straddled my face and slowly
thrust and ground her pelvis lewdly, as she kissed around
the base of my cock and balls. Gradually, she lowered her
glistening pussy to my face but held it just an inch or two
above, so that I could savor the view of her delicately
flowering pussy lips and her wrinkled, pink asshole.
I was in heaven as she finally began planting warm, wet
kisses on my boner. It had been suspended in varying stages
of erection for what must have been forty-five minutes now.
And I was ready to splatter her tonsils the moment she
wrapped those ruby-red lips of hers around it.
She lowered her pussy to my face now, allowing me to
dart my tongue around her clit, peehole, cunt, and asshole.
As I did this I felt her chest heave against my abdomen.
She was really hot now, and was preparing to swallow my cock,
when she unexpectedly paused and went rigid. Her hand still
gripped my cock near its base, and I kept on blissfully
lapping at her orifices, when suddenly I felt her stomach
tighten. I was wondering if she might be getting a cramp
somewhere.
I quickly learned otherwise as a strange liquid filled
my mouth. It was very warm, a little sweet, and a little
salty. As what was happening began to dawn on me, another
gush of piss entered my mouth. I wasn't sure if I ought to
be swallowing this stuff, so I pushed it out of my mouth,
where it flowed freely down my cheeks and onto the floor.
I couldn't believe what was happening to me. My love,
without warning, was urinating into my mouth, and I was
loving it.
As soon as she was able to start and stop her stream
at will, she returned her lips to my dick. It immediately
reared up and prepared to unload, as she raised her hips
slightly and released another stream of piss; this time
above my mouth so that I could watch it flow. There came
a muffled gushing sound as the urine flowed from her
distended urethra. I reached up and spread her pussy lips
to afford myself a better view. The stream washed over my
lips and chin as I stared, entranced by what I saw. She
stopped again and pulled her mouth away from my rod before
I could come. I was maintaining a level of excitement the
like of which I had never experienced before.
She quickly dismounted my face and swung herself around
so that she squatted, her crotch suspended inches above my
straining organ. She now lowered her split pussy down, the
moist area including her dripping piss hole actually touching
the base of my cock. What happened next was something I
will never forget as long as I live. She reached down and
lifted my head so I could watch as she began to undulate her
hips back and forth. After a second or two, she unleashed
her bladder again, actually jacking me off with her piss!
It was more than I could stand, and I felt a spasm
welling up from the basement somewhere. It exploded,
catapulting the first two or three globs of sticky jizz all
the way over my head. The intensity of that orgasm was
unbelievable. My body convulsed as it propelled wad after
wad of hot cum all over my face and belly. And for the
entire duration of my climax, Linda continued spraying the
length of my cock with her wonderful warm piss.
Finally, our body fluids spent, she swung herself off
of me and sat next to me on the floor, staring in amazement
at what she had just done. I looked down at my belly where
small pools of her urine mingled with my cum, and likewise
tried to comprehend what had taken place.
It has been almost five years since that night. Linda
and I were married the following June. And although we'll
have our bad days now and then, I have grown to love her
more with each passing month. And I'm REALLY looking forward
to my birthday next week!
THE END
As always, I welcome your comments/criticism...and thanks for
taking the time to read this first effort.
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