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Danielle, over twenty-five years ago. That memory engendered a wave of sorrowful nostalgia that threatened my erection, but a solid stone wall of insatiable sexual voracity turned the tide. I could have taken her there, but somehow, through age and experience, I restrained myself, contemplating instead the night of passion that lay ahead. Spurred on by an image of her naked, writhing, hungry body in my bed, I spun the rear wheels on the gravel and pulled quickly out of the car park and onto the road home.
She touched and teased me as I drove, whispering all the sweet things she planned to do to me. Her eyes were on me for the whole journey, scrutinising my face for the slightest hesitancy that could have signalled a change of heart. She had no need to worry. We ran from the car to the house and kissed long and hard in the porch. As soon as the front door was closed and we’d kicked off our shoes, her tits were out and I sucked on her delicious, firm flesh, sank to my knees to kiss her delectably soft belly. Then she laughed, freed herself from my grip and ran for the stairs, knocking something over in the darkness, cursing even more crudely than usual. I turned on the stairs’ lights, caught up with her on about step seven, and pulled her jeans and panties down to her knees as she playfully struggled to be free. Her cunt was bare, the first completely shaved female crotch I’d ever seen in the flesh. I was shocked and simply stared in lust and wonder.
She wriggled free, left her nether clothing behind and started to scamper up the remaining carpeted steps, but I caught her ankle and she froze, arse towards me as if in ritual presentation. Her tits swayed slightly beneath her as she breathed, erect nipples pointing down and slightly outwards, her white tube top around her waist. I stared in wonder at the perfect bulge of her vulva and, with my index finger, traced the double-U of its perimeter and slit. Her labia were dark, almost purple, and protruded in swollen whorls and ripples. Her buttocks were taut, rounded and the gap between her naked thighs was even more pronounced than I imagined it could be. I touched her tenderly, savouring the look and feel of her smooth, young skin, then opened her up and pressed the tip of my tongue to the succulent pink flesh within. Impatiently she pushed her arse into my face, sighing and shuddering all the while, and I ate her out from behind, swallowing mouthfuls of her clear, musky fluid. My right hand quickly freed my rigid cock from my pants and I entered her there on the stairs, sliding into her slippery, tight cunt with ease. God she was hot. She escaped again, leaving me breathless and glistening and we clambered, laughing, to the top. There, she turned and pulled me willingly to the floor, tore off my trousers and pants and instantly sank my cock between her soft lips. As she sucked me noisily and fondled my balls, a wet finger slid up my arse and I had to pull away.
‘Oh fuck! I nearly came then! Where did you learn that?’ She merely raised her eyebrows and shrugged.
Her hands were everywhere on me and soon I was naked. I led her to the guest room. She peeled off her top, flung
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