The fire

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: General Erotica  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group


It was as if the fire lapped at the night sky drawing breath from the aged logs cackling and spitting light orange embers that reached out in an attempt to massage my naked body.

Its warmth cloaked my breasts washing over me tickling my thighs while a mist of ice from a cold January night rolled in behind as if to battle the warmth for control pushing and tussling with each other providing me with a strange sensation.

I couldn't hide my moistened lips from him any longer as I raised a knee casting our shadows on his old beat up van acting like a canvas being painted by our sinful act.

His breath warm as it entered me followed by a lashing of his tongue rolling over my lips harvesting my nectar coating me further. His hair thick with brown curls, my hands latched onto pulling him in giving him my centre. The thick brown rug laying beneath my bum crumpled and swirled as I grabbed at snatching it up pulling it in bouts of pleasure as he pushed further with his tongue inside my soaked pussy.

gasps and sighs leapt from my mouth, my hand drawing down his back with my wedding ring leaving its mark as he drew a painful breath, scratching its own reminder of our discreet sinful night. His hardened cock swayed from side to side under its weight hung stiff in the cold night air waiting for its time to plunge into my soaked warmth that lay open to him and all he desired.

Eager as the flames that threw themselves forward his dripping cock dove into my pussy, deep groans bore from deep inside him as his animal instinct collapsed over him surging through his body, coursing inside his veins pumping him hard and further with every thrust. I felt his mouth bite my nipples, I felt his fingers drape down my back squeezing my ass, I felt everything, his cock throbbing being swallowed by my tight pussy.

I knew I was close, I didn't care if it was selfish, I was hungry for my orgasm. My pleasure pounded through me and a satisfying scream coated the air. I pushed him away as I lay there, the fire still lapping at my bare body and the cold frost stinging my back.

 

 

 


Submitted: February 28, 2020

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Spyguy

Scintillating!

Thu, June 18th, 2020 9:44am

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