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Body Slam
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Body Slam  There is an urgency at times, a sharp poignant piercing of the genitals that rises along your spine, raises your hackles, and sets your skin alight as if a single spark would set you aflame. We were at that point when I fumbled the door to the house open, one hand already groping her ass as she pushed it up and back against my touch. We fell into the door. The entranceway/coatroom was small for one, two could barely fit in there, but it was all we could do to close and lock the door behind us. I turned her into my arms, our mouths sought each other. I could taste the champagne and<b> strawberries </font></b>still on her breath from dessert. I mean to kiss her softly, gently, slight tender kisses, but when our lips touch she grinds her mouth onto mine, bone on bone, teeth on teeth, bruising, lips parted, tongues hungry and delving deeply. My hands are groping her under her coat, and the silver fox shrugs from her shoulders pooling at her feet. I push her dress up so one hand strokes her hip and thigh, the other is pushing aside the critical vee baring the swollen mounds of her breasts and I find one turgid nipple hard as diamond and burning a hole in my palm until I twist it sharply with thumb and finger. She catches her breath in my mouth, arches up to me, grinds her pelvis up into me. Her hand has been digging nails into my ass pulling me closer. Now she jams it between us gripping my cock painfully. Her teeth are digging into my lip to the point of pain. My zipper is roughly tugged down and her hand dig inside my pants. It burns when she grips my cock squeezing, twisting, then lower to find my swollen tender balls and so anxious I fear she will cripple me with her awful need the way I want to rip away her clothes and take her from behind braced against the door. Exactly when we are both naked, well, mostly naked, and I have her pressed against the door slipping down her body with my mouth, lifting her, roughly parting her legs, burying my face in her heady crotch, I can’t say. The perfume she had placed there earlier burns my tongue. Even though she wore no panties the rich scent of the evening is on her and it is intoxicating in ways the champagne we had less than an hour earlier could never be. There is no technique as I plunge my tongue into her. She is dripping wet, sopping, almost running down her inside legs. She arches her pelvis up to my tongue and digs steel fingers into my skull pulling my face deeper, but almost as quickly she pushes me away. “Now,” she gasps, “Now, fuck me now!” I pull her down into the pile of clothes and fur, kicking our shoes aside and trying to make the tiny space of the entrance way work for us. We could so easily open the door, head for the bedroom, we can hear the cats on the other side of the door meowing. All we have to do is slow down, turn this into a long tender night of love making. We could no more do that than fly. Her mouth grazes my cock wetting the head, she turns on her knees back to me, presenting. My hand strokes her wet opening my fingers coming away soaked. My cock feels as if it will burst, a knife like pleasure/pain I haven’t felt since I was a stabs into my testicles. I suddenly cannot breathe out of her. I feel as if I will expire if I don’t plunge to the hilt in her heat. I fall away into her wet furnace as muscle and nerves wrap around my width and length and she cries out. One hand is gripping one of her breasts and she grabs it, pulls it to her mouth and digs her teeth into it. I feel her body convulse as wave after wave of orgasm slams into her, and though I have barely entered her my whole body is focused in my swollen cock which is pulsing, swelling, and suddenly flooding, a dam of hot boiling cum exploding from me and my balls so tight up into my body it seems they will never descend again.. Somewhere a few eons later we are curled there our lips softly feeding off each other. “We’re going to have to send my suit and your dress to the cleaners,” I say. “Don’t forget my fur. I hate to think what they’ll say.” “We can’t be the first." “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to shampoo the carpet either, “ she says distractedly because I have found one turgid nipple and begun to lightly tease with my tongue. My cock is half hard, a wet nose nuzzling her hip. “Happy Anniversary,” she says, pushing me on my back and straddling me. The cats are on the other side of the door but have given up. They are going to have to wait. A hot wet silk sheath of muscle and desire encompasses me. “Happy Anniversary, darling,” I say only barely getting the words out until I am lost in her heat my breath swept away.  Lust brings you together, love keeps you there, sex keeps the mechanism lubricated.  |
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mmmm now that is my kind of anniversary.. Will be thinking of this one while on vacation hugsssssssssssss V ty ! Enjoy your well deserved vacation. Lust brings you together, love keeps you there, sex keeps the mechanism lubricated.
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mmmm now that is my kind of anniversary.. Will be thinking of this one while on vacation hugsssssssssssss V ty ! Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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