| Straight: Infidelity: Her Body Language (8/9) |
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why I slipped into the convenience store on the way to the restaurant." We both laughed and she reached into the pocket of her skirt and pulled out the little foil package. "Allow me," she said. She then went on to explain that when she was fifteen, one night at a sleepover one of her girlfriends had produced a condom and they had all practiced putting it onto a cucumber, and now she would show me how well she had learned the lesson. Jeannie told me to gently stroke myself while she unwrapped the condom. I asked how stroking myself would help, as I was already harder than I had ever been in my life. Jeannie replied that it wouldn’t help at all, but she just loved watching a guy play with himself. So I lazily stroked myself as she took the condom out of its foil package and then she dribbled more saliva onto me and told me to rub it in with my hand. She then expertly placed the condom on the tip of my penis and slowly rolled it down the length. She was on me immediately – straddling me and guiding the tip of my prick between her pussy lips. Her muscled legs allowed her to lower herself ever so slowly down my length, moving down an inch at a time, and then flexing her pussy muscles and squeezing me before repeating this over again. All the while she was grinning and looking into my eyes with a gleam of pure lust. When she finally reached the end she raised herself slowly up, lowered herself again onto my cock, and repeated the whole motion. I had never felt so long or as hard in my life as Jeannie kept up a slow, steady rhythm. I lay there watching her and seeing her tits bouncing as she rocked up and down. I moved my hand to her pussy, and as she moved up and down I started to work away at her clit. She was picking up the rhythm and I matched her pace with my fingers. Soon she breathed, "Keep going" as she leaned forward onto me. With my cock inside her I kept up the motion on her clit, round and round, rubbing her faster and faster until I felt her shudder again, and her muscles gripped my prick like a vise. Once more she came, moaning and bucking, and then flopped on top of me, gasping. "I am being greedy," she said. "It has to be your turn now." With my cock still inside her, Jeannie rolled onto her back and I was on top of her. I started to move again inside her with long, slow, deliberate strokes. I pulled my penis out until just the head was brushing the lips of her hot, wet pussy. "Noooo," she moaned as I left myself just outside her and then she sighed "Aaaah" as I slowly slid back in. She felt so good, and we moved together like old familiar lovers. Instinctively, she seemed to know what I liked and it seemed that I knew exactly what turned her on. We continued with the game of me pulling out completely and then pressing all the way home again. But Jeannie wanted more, and moved her legs up and locked them behind my back – pushing me deeper into her with her feet on my ass. Oh the joys of an athletic lover! I squeezed Jeannie tight and started thrusting with longer, deeper strokes. My cock was plowing into her, all the way to |
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