Stories in cunnilingus
196 stories · Page 8Early morning. As usual, there are no plans for the day. No, I completely forgot. You were going to visit me today J. We haven't seen each other for so long and I forgot about your coming? Doesn't look like me. Well, what do you need to prepare. Workout, shower, fifteen minutes in front of the mirror in the struggle with their appearance. All! Handsome man. Already five. You're a little late - no big deal. Call. I open the door. You are more beautiful than ever, or rather, you are always beautiful, but today in a special way. - Hello! - Hi, you look great. You go into the house. I run to the kitchen and already bring coffee. We sit in a chair and just talk. My cat is already rubbing against you in the hope of getting something tasty. And here is the result - spilled tea and a soiled blouse. You look at your clothes in horror. - Here you go! All efforts are in vain. - You talk and make a sour face. In order to somehow smooth over the situation, I suggest that you immediately
The black-haired girl beckoned with her gaze, forcing the man to get excited. Her bottomless brown eyes beckoned and excited. The man stood in the room, looking at the thin black-haired girl. She was wearing a light-colored bathrobe, in a black pattern, which fluctuated easily on the thin figure of the girl. His gaze was fixed, he examined her as a victim. The girl's chest trembled slightly, from the man's gaze, and perspiration appeared on her forehead. Immediately, she untied the robe, and it slipped from her thin shoulders, falling to the floor. The black-haired girl appeared before him in full glory. Smooth, pale skin, a neat but lush chest, a flat tummy with an earring and a thin, swan-like neck. She extended her neat hand to the man, and pulled towards herself, clinging to his lips. The man for a second was in a kind of shyness, but immediately, realizing the situation, he went to meet the girl. Her lips were sweeter than all the lips in the world, and her skin smelled pleasa
Two people were walking along the forest road: a boy and a girl. The young man, tall and slender, to the surprise of the few passers-by he met, walked in only dirty black socks and no jeans, which he carried rolled up in his hands. He walked in one unbuttoned blue shirt and white, not very clean shorts. There were no signs of shoes in his hands. The girl, slender and fragile, with long, waist-length, loose hair, walked barefoot, holding sandals in her hands. The top button of her jeans was open, and the zipper was half open, revealing her crimson panties. Even the girl was only a topic, leaving her bare belly, and he was clearly wearing a completely naked body. The couple went through the forestry. Then the young man did an absolutely amazing act: looking around, he took off his underpants. “Let's get out of the way,” the girl asked, not taking her eyes off what the thin fabric had just hidden. "Come on," the guy agreed. They left the road, entered the forest, turned to face ea
We have long dreamed of such a couple of weekends - me and my favorite hero. A hero - because "being my friend" is heroism in itself. You need to be able to hide after a week of being together in the same room - in order to wait out a small "storm". This is how I call my inexplicable state, when you simply can’t stand a single person within a radius of several meters from you, you want to close yourself in a huge bright room with a sofa and a book, or dance discs, or just with a cat. And enjoy being alone. Maybe there are many people who will understand me, with whom the same thing happens from time to time. But I have not been very lucky in this life so far, and rarely has anyone been able not to be offended by this. You just need to feel the approach of the "storm", leave on time, before I have time to say all those hurtful words that I will regret in a few days. But my hero - he's just smart! And I understand very well that even if he is late and I manage to do one of my usual lit
Our wonderful meeting after a long break took place. Both of us are already exhausted in the thirst for each other. They strove for each other, holding back with the last of their strength. Fantasizing how it should happen. In the messenger, sms, by phone. And today we met. I arranged for an apartment. We go there in the car. Let's hurry up in our thoughts. We run ahead of the radiator. I feel his tension. Only from the thought that now, finally, this should happen. I am turned on by your excitement, which I feel in your palm, gently squeezing and stroking my hand. Your sexy look turns me on. A short blouse that reveals your tummy and navel, which I love to lick so much. It turns me on that you are wearing a skirt today. I wonder if there are panties underneath. These thoughts excite me terribly. I put my hand on your knee and try to casually run my hand up your thigh. Catch the answer to this question through the skirt with your fingers. Of course you can ask. But it's not interesti
The day just sucked, there was nothing but trouble at work. Tired, I got on the subway, going home. There were not too many people in the car, but there was still nowhere to sit down. I stood near the door, holding on to the railing. Dark thoughts swirled in my head, the mood was lousy. Realizing that I can’t think of anything sensible for a tired head, I decided to digress. Looking around, I found that a pretty girl was standing a meter away from me. She looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was wearing a short skirt and a T-shirt. My gaze flickered over her slender legs, thin waist. Under the T-shirt, the hemispheres of her breasts stood out, it was clear that she was not wearing a bra. The girl had shoulder-length black hair, a beautiful face with expressive green eyes. She did not notice me, staring into the void and thinking about something of her own. The next station was always full of people at that time. So it was this time. The crowd got into the car. Seein
We were not closely acquainted, rather by chance for a moment, two lines of life crossed - a nineteen-year-old girl and an adult, but still a very young thirty-year-old man. She came to visit me. It was a quiet autumn evening. The sun, with the remnants of summer heat at sunset, warmed my tiny apartment. - You are comfortable, - she added after a minute, - and calm ... Well, I don’t understand at all why you don’t have a girlfriend. You don't seem like an egoist. Maybe you're not gentle, not paying attention? - Does your job interfere? - quite feminine, at the same time affectionately and reproachfully looked into my eyes. - Stay with me. - No, I can't, I can't even for one night. Do you really want this? - she still looked into my eyes, no, rather, into my soul. I sincerely replied: "Very." - Please be obedient. Give me your word that you will obey me. - I will be obedient. I give you my word. - Well, what are you standing? I am your guest. Where is your bath. We have
... She woke up suddenly, as if from a shock ... listened ... this has happened more than once over the past few years - sudden awakenings with a feeling of incomprehensible anxiety and a wildly pounding heart. I didn’t like it, because this awakening was followed, as a rule, by a sleepless night in an empty and cold bed. But now everything was different - she was not alone, the warmth emanating from him was proof of that ... It immediately became so calm, comfortable and even a little cheerful ... he slept very soundly, in that serene healthy sleep ... he had never been so close and she had the opportunity to freely see his features as far as the lighting allowed. She had not experienced such a surge of tenderness for a long time, how many times in her dreams she kissed his eyes, lips, arched eyebrows in surprise, and now she could hardly restrain the desire to touch him, so dear and close, and her thoughts were already "rewinding" the film of memory back. .. He appeared in her fi
In harsh winter time. On a dark, polar night on the Taimyr Peninsula, the whole sky is so low and strewn with stars, it seems that this is one big starry blanket. You, as usual, take the shift from your partner and send him to bed. It takes about an hour and a half. You feel like you are starting to fall asleep, realizing that you need to work, you are trying to overcome yourself and sleep. Suddenly you feel like I'm behind with gentle, warm, feminine hands starting to touch your hair starting from your shoulders and slowly your hands begin to fall on your chest caressing your torso. You can feel the breath and gentle kisses around your neck with the light movements of my lips. Chill runs through the whole body of both. I slowly turn you around to face me and you see that it is I who takes my hand and pulls you towards you, We begin to passionately kiss each other, and our hands chaotically stroke the whole body. I start to unbutton your shirt, then I unbutton the belt, the zipper on
All day Eliza sat in the grotto. She miraculously escaped by hiding there when wild nomads attacked their wagon and killed her father. She was lucky that they didn't even notice her. As soon as their cart was level with the cave, her father, anticipating trouble, pushed her there, and now she imagined with horror the terrible fate that she, an attractive young girl, would fall into the hands of these rabid dogs. The whole day and night Eliza sat in a cramped grotto, afraid to lean out and do anything, but the growing thirst forced her to go in search of water at dawn. The girl did not walk for long, until in the thicket she made out a gently flowing stream. She greedily knelt down in the saving water and, taking off her clothes, washed herself. Enjoying the lightness of the body, clean and chilled, Eliza did not hear the rustle close. And as soon as she pulled on her dress, her heart skipped a beat in surprise: face to face, she found herself in front of a dark-skinned Arab. He was ver
Dinner ended, and the footman opened the doors to the dessert room. Through the blue gas canopy, Marlene could make out two black shapes in the bright yellow square of the doorway. A second later, Jeeves turned on the overhead light, hurting her eyes, which had grown accustomed to the dark. Marlene blinked. The approaching footsteps of the host and guest echoed in the vast empty room. They got really close... - ... And now, Sir Henry, let me treat you to a little exotic dessert. You will like it, I am sure. - To be honest, I'm not a fan of sweets... but if your pastry chef is as skilled as your cook, I probably won't be able to resist. - I'm just SURE that you will not resist such a temptation ... “I am intrigued, Lord Erdington. Rumors about the wonders of your house have even reached France. Friends in Paris asked me more than once, knowing that I knew you, if I had ever dined with you. - I'm sorry I couldn't invite you to my place earlier. I think you will understand me
Do I have a dream? Fantasy, a kind of "Paradise on Earth"? - you ask, gentlemen. Difficult question, but I'll try to answer... It will probably be an island. Such a small island. Greenery, sun, sea. A small house with verandas, bedrooms with huge beds, a hall with armchairs, sofas, a huge TV with 2-3 round-the-clock porn channels (no perversions, BDSM and other nonsense, only "pretty", only "bliss, tenderness and passion")! Beautiful pool, sun loungers, fruits, light drinks and... Ladies! Different, but all amazingly beautiful, sexy! No, I don't want to be their master or their slave. I just want to be with them and give them pleasure! Long, passionate and insatiable. Devour them with your eyes, admire their beauty, kiss their bodies, inhale their divine scent, touch their skin, hair, holes and bulges... and, of course, fuck them. All this I call sex. So, morning. The sun's rays break through the foliage and enter the bedroom. Illuminate the walls, the floor, the huge bed. I wake
Snow fell on the city of Ch-ts, mixed with rare autumn leaves, which by this time had not yet had time to fly around everything. He fell asleep in a rather lousy and dirty street, circled in the yellow light of rare street lamps, buried a downed cat lying on the side of the road under him. It was 11 pm and I was trying to get to the avenue to take the bus there. The road led me past the central city park. I raised my head and saw the vague outlines of a ferris wheel against the sky, because of the falling snow it seemed that it was gently swaying under the gusts of wind. Once upon a time, I admired the views of our city opening from it. For some reason I really wanted to jump... But then I began to visit here less and less often, the park fell into disrepair - perestroika gave people new opportunities for cultural recreation. Now I assumed that there was not a single living soul in the park, except, perhaps, a watchman or a maniac, which we had in extremely small numbers in the Volog
The day started as usual. I went to a restaurant to have breakfast and met my old friend there. He was having breakfast there with his colleague and, after introducing me to Jenny, invited me to join them. The conversation over the meal began with generalities, but soon turned to our absent spouses. Jenny, speaking of her husband, remarked that she and her husband were married in a common-law marriage and that they adhered to the rules not to prevent each other from seeing other people. Dave was very conservative and, besides, only recently married, and such a frank statement embarrassed him. Soon he remembered about the unfinished work and excused himself and left. Jenny and I were left alone. We had a few drinks and began to discuss our sexual preferences quite frankly. Jenny leans forward and whispers, "Do you remember how much you wanted to fuck when you were puberty? That's how I feel all the time." By now I had a strong erection. I said that I really liked panties, and that n
It was a hot summer and everything was literally languishing from the heat. The train was approaching the Crimean coast, where everything literally breathed romance and was fragrant with blooming gardens. Natasha got off the train, where on the platform, a handsome tall man with an extraordinary appearance was waiting for her. His head was clean-shaven, extraordinarily tall with a beautifully built figure. Stylish clothes were pleasantly combined with the aroma of expensive cologne. In his hands was a huge bouquet of maroon roses and eyes full of fire met her gaze. A couple more moments and she was already bathed in his arms. Sergey picked her up in his arms and, as if in a wild dance, swirled her with the joy of meeting. Their lips have been waiting for this meeting for so long that they simply could not tear themselves away from each other. Seryozha offered to get into the car and the girl beaming with happiness, strewn with her favorite flowers, immediately went to the car. They plu
A jump... Your body flashed past me, plunged into the blue expanse of water and dissolved into the depths of the pool. The waves, calming down after such a surge, caused a surge of desire in me. I watched in fascination as your silhouette swims up to the side of the pool. The illumination from below made your body mysterious. It beckoned. And now you emerge... Wet hair flows over your shoulders, your eyes are closed, you clearly experience pleasure, freeing yourself from the captivity of water... Your hands touch the pale blue tile, you rise higher, sit on the edge, smooth your hair... The droplets flowing down gave you gentle light touches, almost imperceptible, but so pleasant. Here one drop ran down the elastic chest, the second ... How I want to drink this moisture. And here is the right one ... As if teasing me, the largest drop hung on your papilla. Another second, and she will break down, carried away to other lovely valleys of pleasure. But I won't let her go so easily. Leani
If you have no imagination, read no further! Hello dear. Let's play with you? This game has an oriental name, in translation it is called ... Yes, what's the difference in principle ... This is an amazing game, one of the sweetest love torture. And not everyone can handle it. If last time there were no winners and no losers, then this game is going according to all the rules. And here is the supreme one. Who is in charge? Let me know, because it can be dangerous... There are also toys in the game. Fearfully? Don't be afraid, these toys are for me. Look, these are "love balls", four silk cords, a narrow white silk ribbon, a fluffy feather. See, I lay down on the bed with my arms and legs outstretched? You must bind me. But I beg your mercy, my lord. Bound, I am completely defenseless, and you can do whatever you want to me. You will never feel complete power over me, but now I am your slave, and you can do whatever you want with me ... And I will have to recognize you as the mas
We went with you to the sauna... just YOU and I. We booked a suite for two, and when we got there, we saw how beautiful it was - everything around was made of wood, glass... We really like it here, and you , gently slap me on the ass and say: "Come on, undress, Mike!" I pull a light sweater over my head and you see that under it I have nothing but round and bouncing breasts. I lean over and carefully fold my sweater on the bench, my breasts swaying smoothly as I move. You have an involuntary desire to come up and take them in your hands. You gently take them in your palms, coming up behind me, noting their heaviness and velvety ... slightly squeezing, you begin to stroke. You kiss my neck, where such hot, tender and deliciously smelling skin. You even grab the hairs on my neck with your lips ... "Oh, how ticklish ... let it go ..." - I whisper, and as if by chance I press my ass against your stomach. I'm doing this on purpose, firstly because it's so sexy, and secondly, to tease you
It was raining outside, she sat and looked through the steamy cafe window, sipping hot chocolate, and watched as people tried to hide from the rain. It seemed to her that it all looked funny and sometimes ridiculous. Some boy was jumping through the puddles, rejoicing in the rain, from the window opposite, trying to scold and drive home, his mother screamed, but the boy didn’t care, he was happy. Although it was autumn, it was still quite warm outside. A funny old man ran past, “... she probably thought the professor ...”, he was in a formal suit, and covered his head with a folder, he turned to the side and disappeared around the corner. On the other side of the road stood a couple in love, holding his jacket over their heads, he tried to cover her from the rain, sometimes kissing her on the lips and gently hugging her. Looking at all this, she felt somehow lonely ... but the mug was empty, and she had to return to an empty apartment, she lived alone, only her friend, the gray cat
- Hi! - Hi! - Why so late? I've been waiting... - It didn’t work out before ... But as always ... I already miss your hands ... - Nice to hear! To be honest, I do too. Especially behind your hair. Honey, what's up with your mood? Come to me, hug me tight! Like this! Now fine? - Yes, much! Thank you! - Let's take off your raincoat and boots. Come to my arms, I want to bring this priceless treasure to the kitchen safe and sound. Sit down at the table. Now I'll pour you something hot. - Thank you, my dear, it always becomes easier with you. What is this drink? - My favorite: a sip of mood, a sip of warmth, a sip of relaxation. Oh my God! How beautiful you are in this blouse! How beautifully the chest protrudes, the deep neckline opens it almost halfway so that you just want to look into it! I love it so much when you smile. Lean back on the sofa. Yes, yes, that's it. Your hair! They are like a stormy stream pouring over your shoulders! I lean towards them, sink my face int