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In silent anticipation, where sense of touch is
heightened and the aroma of sex permeates the room. The
feeling of skin against silken-skin, as she climbs atop
me. The feel of her slithering along my body, her breath
ragged at my ear.
Shaved, lotioned and perfumed, our bodies are soon as
one. Expert touches, fingers trailing down a thigh,
across a smooth sensitive pussy lip, bodies jumping and
shivering in pleasure as the anticipation builds.
We have saved ourselves for this moment. Letting our lust
build for weeks, denying our boyfriends, waiting for our
special weekend. A weekend that only we share, one that
makes the act of sex into an art.
I can't help myself, I have to strain up against my
lover's weight to take a perfect nipple between my lips,
to swirl it around and around with my tongue, to taste,
to experience. It makes her even more excited and I can
feel her wet pussy grinding softly against mine. I'm wet
too and soon that wonderful sexually charged sound flows
over us. Squishing rubbing pussies, ragged breathing and
a rushing sound in our ears as our blood pressure rises.
Oh gawd, I can feel it coming up from deep within my
body, to concentrate between my legs. I groan, and my
lover knows that I'll be coming soon. It fires her,
making her hump me like my boyfriend does. But the feel
of her slick hot pussy against mine communicates much
more than his invading penis ever will. I feel nothing
but love for her, we're making love as equals, no
surrender, no dominance, only fresh, soft smooth
lovemaking. We know exactly we want from each other,
exactly what to do.
Light flashes before my eyes, my heart is pounding in my
chest as that wonderful concentrated rushing surges up
through my groin and down through my inner thighs. I can
vaguely feel our love, slick against my stomach, as she
too comes with a sigh, shivering and moaning in delight
atop me.
Soon, all to soon, our orgasms pass. Her lying on top of
me, both of us breathing in gasps as we pass into a
mellow afterglow. I can feel our perspiration mingle as
or shiny bodies press, squirming, lovingly together.
Then she leans into me again and we kiss. A long
passionate kiss. The kind of kiss that makes one forget
the world around them, the kind of kiss that begins to
build another fire within our loins.
Our secret meetings are just for us. No one else knows
about them. They're planned to the smallest detail. And
always, for weeks prior, we look at each other with
knowing eyes. When our boyfriends make jokes we seem
distracted, when we pass each other in the hall at work
our fingers brush lightly. It's only for us, and no
matter what, it always will be.
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Dad removed the
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