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Our Sexy Flights part 9

Our Sexy Flights part 9

In the ladies restroom I told Adele how much I wanted to have him. She smiled that sweet, sexy smile at me and told me to go ahead. She would take Curtis back to her room and leave me free to get Howard back to mine.

Although Curtis, Adele and myself had fucked together on several previous occasions I knew Curtis would jump at the chance of fucking the lovely Adele again, even if I wasn’t there to join in. Swingers that we were I informed Curtis myself that I was going to get Howard into my knickers before the night was out and that Adele was looking forward to feeling his rampant cock pounding her tight ass and pussy again.

He had just smiled at me, kissed me briefly, and told me to have fun.

It was during the next dance that I whispered my room number to Howard, smiled sexily at him, and left the dance floor and headed up to my room. I knew Howard was watching my every step as my long legs, covered in white stockings beneath a short, pale blue dress, wiggled seductively towards the door.

I heard the knock on the door and silently opened it.

Howard went to say something, but I put my finger to my lips to stop him. I took his arm and pulled him in to the room, closing and locking the door behind him. I pushed him against the wall and kissed him. His hands went to my body. I was dressed in a silk gown. He stopped not knowing if anybody else was in the room. I looked into his eyes and took his hand and lead him in to the bedroom.

Without closing the door I turned, and much against my character, I took the initiative and flung my arms around his body, pulling him hard and tight into me.

My tongue invaded his mouth, its stiffness mirroring his own hardness as it darted and probed, teasing, promising.....My tongue...My body... I let him know that they were his for that night

Adrenaline began coursing through him, blotting out any feelings of morality and humanity as I pressed against him, pushing against him as though I were the man and he was the woman. My ferocity excited him, challenged him. The delicious foreplay from the dance floor had goaded him, taunted him even. Now he wanted me to pay - I needed to pay.

He pulled at my gown and slid it from my shoulders, desperate to unwrap, me and take me, to complete the picture he'd built of me. My leg raised around him, long and sinuous. The bed was only a few feet away. Too far he pushed me to the floor, bending his head between the offered, opening limbs.

He forced my legs further apart the smooth nylon of my white stockings cool against his hands, then lowered his mouth to my pussy. My thin thong was pulled aside to expose my wetness to his mouth and his breath danced across my heated pussy, so close it was impossible to tell if he was touching me or not, making me moan.

He held me immobile as I twisted beneath him, attempting to force him to do as I willed, my elegant nails dug hard into the smooth flesh of his shoulders. I arched upwards, demanding more. He ran his tongue upwards, stopping beneath the target I so needed him to reach.

Please.

No.

He held his mouth back from my waiting slit and slowly inched my thong down around my slender legs and off of my naked feet. His head dropped back down between my open legs and he began again, his tongue rippling expertly over my naked, wet cunt.

Fast at first and then more slowly locking his hands against my writings. Then again and again, never breaking contact, over and over, my flesh now liquid, shaking beneath his tongue. Time after time for ever until, I began to cum from the sheer pleasure of denial. I would come. Nothing could stop me.

Suddenly he stopped. Panic and rage flooded me as the tongue left my pussy for one cruel, agonizing instant.

Oh please God, please I screamed at him

Then he instantly, harshly touched my clitoris with his tongue again and I exploded with pleasure. He ran his tongue round and round, the tip pressing onto me rhythmically and softly as my orgasm took me. Then more; more licking, more invasion, until the waves of orgasm erupted inside me time after time, pinned beneath his firm hands, his flickering tongue.

I exploded in a rush of pleasure. I pushed my clitoris hard against his tongue. My juices were coating his face in abundance. He continued his torture my orgasms were coming in shorter and shorter intervals until we merged into one. I gripped his shoulders so hard my nails punctured his skin, he cried out and became more and more determined.

Using my own lubrication on his fingers he reached around me and slid first one finger in to my ass and then another. He was testing me. Testing to see if my ass was available to him I moaned softly to let him know that it was. Using his other hand he fucked me with his fingers in a cork screw action, his thumb pressing down on my clitoris, he watched as I threw my head from side to side. I was playing with my breasts, massaging them, twisting my nipples until they stood straight out.

He leaned his head forward and took my nipple in to his mouth, sucking at first and then gripping it between his teeth and rolling it from side to side. I cried out in pain or was it pleasure and pain? He soothed it by sucking gently while I held his head as if he was my baby feeding on my breasts. As he sucked he could taste my milk, such was the power of my emotions.

He sucked on the other breast with similar results looking in to my eyes as I came down from my orgasm. I felt drunk my eyes were in a haze and my pussy crying to be fed. And his cock knew what I wanted. His weapon was straining and leaking pre-cum like a pedigree dog in heat who's found a bitch to mate with. I cried out to be that bitch.

He shifted forwards, picking me up in his arms, and carried me to the bed; dropping me down on it, he quickly tore off his clothes, leaving them in a heap on the floor. Once again he climbed between my long legs, lifting them upwards and over his shoulders.
Pushing me forward as he pulled my legs back, exposing my pussy to his cock.

Slowly he teased the large glistening head around the entrance to my pussy. Oh this was worth waiting for. He pushed forward between my tight outer lips enveloping his cock as it slid in like a well oiled piston. But this one brought extreme pleasure not power.

I gasped as he pushed in, inch by inch. My eyes were closed and screwed up and I cried out as he hit my limit, he pushed harder and finally he was fully in. He could feel my muscles tightly gripping his cock around the head and he paused briefly to savor the feeling.

Howard was now in full control of me and he used his experience and control to prolong my pleasure as he slowly eased his cock in and out in long slow deliberate strokes. I could feel the veins on his cock rippling inside my cunt as he moved in and out, but never coming out completely. He moved his cock in a delightful circular motion, stirring my insides and pressing on my clitoris as he fully penetrated my womanhood.

The pressure on his sensitive cock head was intense and he was grasping and grunting; trying to overcome the desire to let go.

But he was very determined to last as long as possible. My body was starting to push up wards to meet his strokes; our combined efforts were taking us both to new extremes of pleasure.

Suddenly he pulled his thick, throbbing cock out of me, grabbed my hips and turned me over. Laying flat on my stomach he slid his body over mine and lowered his cock into the entrance of my tiny ass hole. His cock, wet from the juices of my cunt, began to slide slowly into me and I almost screamed in pain and pleasure as my ass took the length of his shaft. In and out he rammed harder and faster; reaching around me and gripping my nipples with both hands. He massaged, he pinched and he pulled.

He could sense that this was driving me to the magical heights of passion and he thrust his cock even deeper as I clenched my ass muscles around it. I managed to reach my hand under me and delighted in the feel of my own fingers on my clit and in my cunt.

I came. With Howard’s cock in my ass, my fingers in my cunt, I came. With a almighty orgasm that ripped through my body and sent me quivering on his every thrust.

Suddenly he pulled out of me, turned me over again and lifted my legs back around his neck. Again I felt the thick head of his cock as it probed the entrance to my pussy. Again I felt it slam into me; the thickness of it spreading my lips wide open as he began to pound forcefully into me yet again.

He could sense he was close and started to power into me using all his strength. With no mercy he brought me to another orgasm before he finally flooded my pussy with his Cummings. I could feel his cock spamming, pulsing and pumping deep inside my womb. He eventually let me drop my legs down until they encircled his waist.

I locked my ankles behind his back, the smooth feeling of my stockings against his skin felt so delicious and I squeezed tighter.

He continued to give me soft soothing kisses as we both came down from our sexual high; but the look in his eyes told me that he wasn't quite finished with me yet.

For several minutes we both lay there, the exhaustion from our lovemaking overcoming us, as our bodies and minds began to relax into the situation.

Howard lay, almost motionless, on his back as I, still wearing just my white self supporting stockings, lay on my side beside him; my head nestled comfortably in the crook of his shoulder; his arm around me. His fingers began to slowly run up and down my back very lightly. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the delightful feel of Howard’s soft caresses. With my eyes closed I now noticed the soft scent of his deodorant on his body, mixed with the manly scent of his sweat, and the feelings began to return to my womanhood nestled between my long legs.

To be continued
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