Summer Solace part 4
When she was within reach of him, both of his hands raised and made contact with her hand. A bolt of electricity shot through her entire body. She didn’t allow the shock to show outwardly, except for the tiniest inhale crossing her lips. One of his hands grasped her wrist as the other one slowly slid its way up her arm and across her shoulder, coming to rest with a firm grip at the back of her neck. She knelt in front of him, deathly still, staring into two of the most enchanting eyes she had ever seen.
With a slight pulsing squeeze to her neck, he stared seemingly straight into her soul and softly spoke. “You were right. That is the smoothest skin I have ever had the pleasure of touching. You seem a little tense. Would you mind if I enjoy the feel of your skin by rubbing your neck and shoulders? I think it would be a win-win for us both.”
Without the slightest hesitation, she replied with a quiet, “Yes please.” He used his grip on her neck to slowly turn her so she remained kneeling, but facing away from him. Letting go of her wrist, both hands now found their way to her shoulders and a slow, firm kneading began. The feel of his hands was incredible. It was as if he was electrically charged and the contact was providing her with an indescribable pulsation. She was confused by the strange, almost surreal sensation. She couldn’t comprehend all the feelings she was having, but as she had done earlier, she shut her mind down and decided to relax and just allow her body to feel.
His hands glided effortlessly down her neck and across her shoulders, taking the straps of her suit with them and letting them fall, leaving her shoulders and breasts now bare and exposed. He leaned in and she felt his hot breath on her neck. A brief moment later she could feel the heat of his mouth as he began claiming her shoulder. He moved up her neck, quickly reaching her jaw as his hand turned her head and he hungrily claimed her mouth. Lips and tongues rushed to consume, plunging and devouring each other in a cacophony of moans and growls.
The first man arose from his front row view, moved forward to find her breasts above the waterline. He leaned in and began his own lapping, sucking and slurping of her beautiful pink and hard nipples. As his mouth consumed one, his hand found the other and conducted the most erotic symphony of pinches, pulls, pain and pleasure her breasts had ever known. Still locked in the passion of the second man’s mouth, she brought her hand forward until she found the engorged cock of the first man and began grasping and gripping it through the sheer layer of his trunks. Reaching back, she
also found the other cock begging to be released.
To be continued….
With a “cacophony of moans and growls” there is no disappointment here !!!
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That makes me very happy to hear. Still more to come. Patience my friend. Patience. 🙂
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This ongoing story just keeps getting hotter!
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Thank you VERY much. That makes me smile. 🙂
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I do believe I’ve come to love your serial approach to this. I love the build up.
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Thank you. I like cereal too, and often eat it for dinner. 🙂
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DORK
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Yes Ma’am! I think we have matching t-shirts. You know the ones, they have arrows and say I’m with dummy. I’ll wear mine if you wear yours.
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Didn’t most serials involve a damsel in distress?
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Don’t you think she is? I totally see her need for rescue. She’s actually begging for help. 💋
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She seems to have gotten it in the end! Well done as always.
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Glad you enjoyed. Hope you like the new one I am working on too. 😘
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I think of you often and I want to know you much better.
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That is very lovely. I am happy to talk with you whenever you like. Meeting people and learning about them is one of the things I LOVE about this medium.
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Road trips are such sexual times; the car, the night, the girl… I would like to take you and a Jaguar on the road, to a cosy motel, a cool bed, the camera, monochrome, back light.
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You are a very wicked man, aren’t you? I agree about the feeling of heightened sexuality while traveling. The speed, the miles, the freedom, the time to think all collide in a glorious building need. You make me want to drive. 🙂
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Black car, night, the moon, the miles, the sex… I want you in the freedom of the road… I will have you in the freedom of the dark internet. Be mine, my lover, forever, black, possessing you
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Ok, ok, so I’m reading this backwards. Still, it’s very hot!
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You should start at the beginning. There is a build up you know. 😉
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Well, this may require a series of cold showers for me.
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Make them steamy hot instead. 🙂
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I’ll wait for the final episode and do just that.
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Good! 🙂
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