GYM FANTASIES (2)

The front triangle was soaked with her

juices and the outline of her folds clung to them like a second skin. He wanted desperately to kiss her sweet pussy lips and reach down to help her out of her cum soaked panties.

She smiled and resisted his attempts to hook

them down.‘ Leave them on. It gets me very, very hot having sex in my panties. And I

know you want me to be hot for you don't you? Besides when we are done I'll give them to you as a souvenir.'

Everything she did, everything she said made him so hot he could barely think. She led him to the bed and he kissed her slowly and deliberately trying to let his over ripe cock recover from the near explosion she had deftly diffused.

He would concentrate on her pleasure, her long and sweet kisses. He kissed her neck and nuzzled her ear lobes for an eternity.

Fondled her luscious cum soaked breasts and then slowly traced his tongue around each nipple until; he knew she was aroused.

He bit them so she winced and then covered them in kisses. Following a smooth vertical line with his tongue across her flat sensuous stomach. He kissed the perimeters of her panties then inhaled her sweet hot scent as he buried his face in the silk triangle that clung to her swollen pussy.

He kissed her sweet pussy lips through the wet fabric until her moans became regular and intense, then pulled the panty aside so his lips met the hot wet vulva like a thirsty man.

He pushed a finger towards her vagina and let it slide into the opening, then two. He was unprepared for the tightness of the entry. She was petite everywhere and he fantasized at how good these straining muscles would

feel as a cock entered it for the first time.

She moaned and he began lapping at her clit and sucking at the abundant juices. Intoxicated by the scent of her, overcome with desire to pleasure her until she begged for him to be inside her.

Alicia knew part of her appeal was that she orgasmed easily and often. Men felt empowered when women came because of their touch or their cock. Within moments of his tongue on her swollen clit and the fingers wiggling inside her she came.

Her hips thrust forward to meet his insistent tongue and trusting fingers. She clutched his head against her and writhed and ground against him as she squealed, her hot pussy dripping as she orgasmed.

Terry wanted to pin her to the bed and play those moans like a concert musician. Build the tension, the shivers and the pants, Lunge the fingers in deep, swirl the lips and tongue over her folds, suck her clit until she squealed, cup her curvaceous buns in his hand as he lapped at her plentiful juices and then pull away and feel the squirts find his face and the intoxicating scent fill his eager nostrils.

For half an hour maybe more he elicited orgasm after orgasm from her until she finally pulled his head away from her swollen pussy and motioned for him to return to kissing her face. The kisses were sensual and gentle, long and sweet.

They touched each other with a sensuous gentleness that made each of them quiver with pleasure. Terry ran his fingers and hands across her delightful curves relishing in her silken skin, delighting in her scent and taste that filled his senses and drove them to overload.

‘ I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me! I want your big hard cock in my hot tight little pussy. Do you want to fuck me sugar?'