It's good to see you too, both figuratively and literally. That is one hot picture for Part 3. Whew.Thank you, Paul. It's always good to see you when you drop by.
Thank you. 
It was so not fair. Took forever for the couch to stop feeling sticky to the touch. In good news, everything is lemon scented now.
LOL - lemons have superpowers. If you put them in a spray bottle, they can also keep the orgies from breaking out. Just a quick squirt on the instigators. Also great for enforcing orgy rules.
I had to clean up the mess they made all by myself!
You are a FOUNTAIN of information and creativity! I shall keep a supersoaker filled and ready incase this.. messy event ever happens again.
It also works when you take it in the nose or the eye. Just pick up the squirt bottle and return the favor. Guarantee it won't happen again. Once they stop screaming and running blindly for the bathroom.You are a FOUNTAIN of information and creativity! I shall keep a supersoaker filled and ready incase this.. messy event ever happens again.
Who doesn't love a good 3 day edge?Flatterer.
Glad it didn't disappoint after being teased at for days.
OMG This is outstanding. Talk about an erotic story that brought you to the edge!!!! Wonderful and you posting the excitement from your story brought it to another level. Thank you Damn this was arousing.Part 3 of 3. (Hope you all aren't disappointed.)
His lips trailed from my neck, his beard scratching and tickling while his soft lips left a fire in their wake. Across a collar bone and down my sternum stopping at the neckline of the dress. My nipples ached to be consumed by his fire, my back arching up to him, offering.
And..he stopped..right there. He went no further down, nor left, nor right. He stayed perfectly still, planting lingering kiss after kiss on the bare kiss above the neckline... My eyes open and I look down, wondering with a maddening frustration as to why he stopped. My hand stroked his hair, arching my back once more to subtly encourage but he still didn't tug the.. oh.. oh! He wants me to offer.. My hand slides from his soft hair to grasp the edge of the neckline, tuging it to the side and baring a pale breast topped with rippled areola, and hard rosy nipple. My hand cups it, offering it to my Scoundrel.
A low growl rolls across my skin, sending a wave of heat through my system that destroys any butterflies that still linger, his mouth makes it's trek to the mountain's peak. The march seemed far longer than it should have.. but gods, was it worth it. A tender brush of lips before latching on and sucking deep. A gasp drawn from my lips, thighs clenching together and rubbing to staunch the fire building there.
Each deep pull of suction and twirling, lapping of his tongue muddled my mind better and faster than any drink. I forgot the hesitation, forgot the bright sunlight and open window. I forgot this was our first time and the nerves from before.. All I knew was the need to be consumed.. My hand diging into the meat of his back, nails biting as I moaned..
When did my other breast become exposed? When did his leg become nestled between mine? It all swirls together.. My thighs try to squeeze together but can't now with his leg in the way nor is he close enough to rub against. The bastard. I whimper, biting my lip as the onslaught of sensations and needs continues it's achingly slow pace.
I look down at my Scoundrel, his hair a halo of burnished gold. Gods.. he's handsome. Biting my lip as his eyes lock with mine. The blue darkened with desire enough to steal my breath. His nails bite at my thigh, reminding me it has never left, gliding up and down it's length, toying with the lace but...why?!
He grins. That beautiful fucker grins at me as I'm combusting from the inside out. The grin only disappears at he takes my nipple between his teeth and swiftly bites..
A hiss of pain and pleasure explodes from me. Back arching up, demanding more... my hand moves to find his.. squeezing it, guiding it to my nectar drenched flower and the searing heat. But he stops..twisting from my hand, only to grab it, guiding me instead.. Resting my palm against the downy mound with fingers dipping down, his own pressing my fingers in...
And the world was washed in light...
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(Blame @Mr_bogey for suggesting this yo go along... https://voca.ro/1dY0mmI6FoLA )
Never. My mind is blown. Completely and hopelessly.Part 3 of 3. (Hope you all aren't disappointed.
My dearest bird.. for the eloquent soul that you are, to cause your mind to be lost, is the highest compliment.
You were ready to watch with mouth agap..it's okay. You're still new and getting used to the spontaneous romps that happen around here. You'll grow numb to it eventually.
Who doesn't love a good 3 day edge?
Thank you, Pekingduck. I'm glad you enjoyed the three posting spree.
Hiya, Todger!
Hey there, darlin'. You're a long way from the PG, did you get lost?
Oh this is really my original stomping grounds. I cut my teeth here and then bounced to PG. Now I wander aimlessly about.Hey there, darlin'. You're a long way from the PG, did you get lost?
Thank you kindly for the compliments on the stories and photos.
Funny Lady Dreamer, you always struck me as a *burns off the cobwebs* sort of woman.
Looking at the picture with a critical eye, I'd say you exercised your left to vote or maybe your right to Detov.
I think you need a new shrink JAF. Wait. He's a Sex Therapist isn't he? You're a Sexaholic and you're sharing a session.
Happy Bump Day!
Clearly your right constituent is jealous of the attention the left received earlier and decided to stand up for what it believes in. Usually I avoid politics but this one time I'd really like to show you what a hardline centrist I can be.
She has that effect on sapiosexuals.And that kids, is when I fell in love with JustAnotherFlower
A talented and nimble left hand captured by an even more talented and nimble right hand! And then they worked together to bring form and substance to some of the thoughts flitting to and fro in the mind and heart that powers this thread and catches the passing interest of oh so many people. So really it's no surprise to me that spontaneous threesome became a full on orgy a few pages back.Part 3 of 3. (Hope you all aren't disappointed.
His lips trailed from my neck, his beard scratching and tickling while his soft lips left a fire in their wake. Across a collar bone and down my sternum stopping at the neckline of the dress. My nipples ached to be consumed by his fire, my back arching up to him, offering.
A low growl rolls across my skin, sending a wave of heat through my system that destroys any butterflies that still linger, his mouth makes it's trek to the mountain's peak. A tender brush of lips before latching on and sucking deep. A gasp drawn from my lips, thighs clenching together and rubbing to staunch the fire building there.
Each deep pull of suction and twirling, lapping of his tongue muddled my mind better and faster than any drink. I forgot the hesitation, forgot the bright sunlight and open window. I forgot this was our first time and the nerves from before.. All I knew was the need to be consumed.. My hand diging into the meat of his back, nails biting as I moaned..
I look down at my Scoundrel, his hair a halo of burnished gold. Gods.. he's handsome.
Back arching up, demanding more... my hand moves to find his.. squeezing it, guiding it to my nectar drenched flower and the searing heat. But he stops..twisting from my hand, only to grab it, guiding me instead.. Resting my palm against the downy mound with fingers dipping down, his own pressing my fingers in...
And the world was washed in light...
(Blame @Mr_bogey for suggesting this to go along... https://voca.ro/1dY0mmI6FoLA )
I had the mental image of me suddenly leaping out of the closet with a spray bottle going "Bad Lover! Bad Lover" and spritzing a semi-random stranger. It might work!
You seem experienced with such situations! I'll make sure to call for you when the next situation breaks out.
He was joking, as we all were that night. He has also known me for many years while you are a stranger. Your post comes off as crude and creepy. Please, remember your P's & Q's while replying to any Am pic thread. We are human beings that deserve to be treated with dignity (unless consent is given for other treatment.)
Holy fuck that is a hot image... Fucking love your hips.... Damn hot scene... Fuck.....Part 3 of 3. (Hope you all aren't disappointed.
His lips trailed from my neck, his beard scratching and tickling while his soft lips left a fire in their wake. Across a collar bone and down my sternum stopping at the neckline of the dress. My nipples ached to be consumed by his fire, my back arching up to him, offering.
And..he stopped..right there. He went no further down, nor left, nor right. He stayed perfectly still, planting lingering kiss after kiss on the bare kiss above the neckline... My eyes open and I look down, wondering with a maddening frustration as to why he stopped. My hand stroked his hair, arching my back once more to subtly encourage but he still didn't tug the.. oh.. oh! He wants me to offer.. My hand slides from his soft hair to grasp the edge of the neckline, tuging it to the side and baring a pale breast topped with rippled areola, and hard rosy nipple. My hand cups it, offering it to my Scoundrel.
A low growl rolls across my skin, sending a wave of heat through my system that destroys any butterflies that still linger, his mouth makes it's trek to the mountain's peak. The march seemed far longer than it should have.. but gods, was it worth it. A tender brush of lips before latching on and sucking deep. A gasp drawn from my lips, thighs clenching together and rubbing to staunch the fire building there.
Each deep pull of suction and twirling, lapping of his tongue muddled my mind better and faster than any drink. I forgot the hesitation, forgot the bright sunlight and open window. I forgot this was our first time and the nerves from before.. All I knew was the need to be consumed.. My hand diging into the meat of his back, nails biting as I moaned..
When did my other breast become exposed? When did his leg become nestled between mine? It all swirls together.. My thighs try to squeeze together but can't now with his leg in the way nor is he close enough to rub against. The bastard. I whimper, biting my lip as the onslaught of sensations and needs continues it's achingly slow pace.
I look down at my Scoundrel, his hair a halo of burnished gold. Gods.. he's handsome. Biting my lip as his eyes lock with mine. The blue darkened with desire enough to steal my breath. His nails bite at my thigh, reminding me it has never left, gliding up and down it's length, toying with the lace but...why?!
He grins. That beautiful fucker grins at me as I'm combusting from the inside out. The grin only disappears at he takes my nipple between his teeth and swiftly bites..
A hiss of pain and pleasure explodes from me. Back arching up, demanding more... my hand moves to find his.. squeezing it, guiding it to my nectar drenched flower and the searing heat. But he stops..twisting from my hand, only to grab it, guiding me instead.. Resting my palm against the downy mound with fingers dipping down, his own pressing my fingers in...
And the world was washed in light...
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(Blame @Mr_bogey for suggesting this yo go along... https://voca.ro/1dY0mmI6FoLA )
In the shadows comesPart 3 of 3. (Hope you all aren't disappointed.
His lips trailed from my neck, his beard scratching and tickling while his soft lips left a fire in their wake. Across a collar bone and down my sternum stopping at the neckline of the dress. My nipples ached to be consumed by his fire, my back arching up to him, offering.
And..he stopped..right there. He went no further down, nor left, nor right. He stayed perfectly still, planting lingering kiss after kiss on the bare kiss above the neckline... My eyes open and I look down, wondering with a maddening frustration as to why he stopped. My hand stroked his hair, arching my back once more to subtly encourage but he still didn't tug the.. oh.. oh! He wants me to offer.. My hand slides from his soft hair to grasp the edge of the neckline, tuging it to the side and baring a pale breast topped with rippled areola, and hard rosy nipple. My hand cups it, offering it to my Scoundrel.
A low growl rolls across my skin, sending a wave of heat through my system that destroys any butterflies that still linger, his mouth makes it's trek to the mountain's peak. The march seemed far longer than it should have.. but gods, was it worth it. A tender brush of lips before latching on and sucking deep. A gasp drawn from my lips, thighs clenching together and rubbing to staunch the fire building there.
Each deep pull of suction and twirling, lapping of his tongue muddled my mind better and faster than any drink. I forgot the hesitation, forgot the bright sunlight and open window. I forgot this was our first time and the nerves from before.. All I knew was the need to be consumed.. My hand diging into the meat of his back, nails biting as I moaned..
When did my other breast become exposed? When did his leg become nestled between mine? It all swirls together.. My thighs try to squeeze together but can't now with his leg in the way nor is he close enough to rub against. The bastard. I whimper, biting my lip as the onslaught of sensations and needs continues it's achingly slow pace.
I look down at my Scoundrel, his hair a halo of burnished gold. Gods.. he's handsome. Biting my lip as his eyes lock with mine. The blue darkened with desire enough to steal my breath. His nails bite at my thigh, reminding me it has never left, gliding up and down it's length, toying with the lace but...why?!
He grins. That beautiful fucker grins at me as I'm combusting from the inside out. The grin only disappears at he takes my nipple between his teeth and swiftly bites..
A hiss of pain and pleasure explodes from me. Back arching up, demanding more... my hand moves to find his.. squeezing it, guiding it to my nectar drenched flower and the searing heat. But he stops..twisting from my hand, only to grab it, guiding me instead.. Resting my palm against the downy mound with fingers dipping down, his own pressing my fingers in...
And the world was washed in light...
View attachment 2287827
(Blame @Mr_bogey for suggesting this yo go along... https://voca.ro/1dY0mmI6FoLA )
Ahem.Part 3 of 3. (Hope you all aren't disappointed.
His lips trailed from my neck, his beard scratching and tickling while his soft lips left a fire in their wake. Across a collar bone and down my sternum stopping at the neckline of the dress. My nipples ached to be consumed by his fire, my back arching up to him, offering.
And..he stopped..right there. He went no further down, nor left, nor right. He stayed perfectly still, planting lingering kiss after kiss on the bare kiss above the neckline... My eyes open and I look down, wondering with a maddening frustration as to why he stopped. My hand stroked his hair, arching my back once more to subtly encourage but he still didn't tug the.. oh.. oh! He wants me to offer.. My hand slides from his soft hair to grasp the edge of the neckline, tuging it to the side and baring a pale breast topped with rippled areola, and hard rosy nipple. My hand cups it, offering it to my Scoundrel.
A low growl rolls across my skin, sending a wave of heat through my system that destroys any butterflies that still linger, his mouth makes it's trek to the mountain's peak. The march seemed far longer than it should have.. but gods, was it worth it. A tender brush of lips before latching on and sucking deep. A gasp drawn from my lips, thighs clenching together and rubbing to staunch the fire building there.
Each deep pull of suction and twirling, lapping of his tongue muddled my mind better and faster than any drink. I forgot the hesitation, forgot the bright sunlight and open window. I forgot this was our first time and the nerves from before.. All I knew was the need to be consumed.. My hand diging into the meat of his back, nails biting as I moaned..
When did my other breast become exposed? When did his leg become nestled between mine? It all swirls together.. My thighs try to squeeze together but can't now with his leg in the way nor is he close enough to rub against. The bastard. I whimper, biting my lip as the onslaught of sensations and needs continues it's achingly slow pace.
I look down at my Scoundrel, his hair a halo of burnished gold. Gods.. he's handsome. Biting my lip as his eyes lock with mine. The blue darkened with desire enough to steal my breath. His nails bite at my thigh, reminding me it has never left, gliding up and down it's length, toying with the lace but...why?!
He grins. That beautiful fucker grins at me as I'm combusting from the inside out. The grin only disappears at he takes my nipple between his teeth and swiftly bites..
A hiss of pain and pleasure explodes from me. Back arching up, demanding more... my hand moves to find his.. squeezing it, guiding it to my nectar drenched flower and the searing heat. But he stops..twisting from my hand, only to grab it, guiding me instead.. Resting my palm against the downy mound with fingers dipping down, his own pressing my fingers in...
And the world was washed in light...
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(Blame @Mr_bogey for suggesting this yo go along... https://voca.ro/1dY0mmI6FoLA )
Umbrella, how do I put this best?Part 3 of 3. (Hope you all aren't disappointed.
His lips trailed from my neck, his beard scratching and tickling while his soft lips left a fire in their wake. Across a collar bone and down my sternum stopping at the neckline of the dress. My nipples ached to be consumed by his fire, my back arching up to him, offering.
And..he stopped..right there. He went no further down, nor left, nor right. He stayed perfectly still, planting lingering kiss after kiss on the bare kiss above the neckline... My eyes open and I look down, wondering with a maddening frustration as to why he stopped. My hand stroked his hair, arching my back once more to subtly encourage but he still didn't tug the.. oh.. oh! He wants me to offer.. My hand slides from his soft hair to grasp the edge of the neckline, tuging it to the side and baring a pale breast topped with rippled areola, and hard rosy nipple. My hand cups it, offering it to my Scoundrel.
A low growl rolls across my skin, sending a wave of heat through my system that destroys any butterflies that still linger, his mouth makes it's trek to the mountain's peak. The march seemed far longer than it should have.. but gods, was it worth it. A tender brush of lips before latching on and sucking deep. A gasp drawn from my lips, thighs clenching together and rubbing to staunch the fire building there.
Each deep pull of suction and twirling, lapping of his tongue muddled my mind better and faster than any drink. I forgot the hesitation, forgot the bright sunlight and open window. I forgot this was our first time and the nerves from before.. All I knew was the need to be consumed.. My hand diging into the meat of his back, nails biting as I moaned..
When did my other breast become exposed? When did his leg become nestled between mine? It all swirls together.. My thighs try to squeeze together but can't now with his leg in the way nor is he close enough to rub against. The bastard. I whimper, biting my lip as the onslaught of sensations and needs continues it's achingly slow pace.
I look down at my Scoundrel, his hair a halo of burnished gold. Gods.. he's handsome. Biting my lip as his eyes lock with mine. The blue darkened with desire enough to steal my breath. His nails bite at my thigh, reminding me it has never left, gliding up and down it's length, toying with the lace but...why?!
He grins. That beautiful fucker grins at me as I'm combusting from the inside out. The grin only disappears at he takes my nipple between his teeth and swiftly bites..
A hiss of pain and pleasure explodes from me. Back arching up, demanding more... my hand moves to find his.. squeezing it, guiding it to my nectar drenched flower and the searing heat. But he stops..twisting from my hand, only to grab it, guiding me instead.. Resting my palm against the downy mound with fingers dipping down, his own pressing my fingers in...
And the world was washed in light...
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(Blame @Mr_bogey for suggesting this yo go along... https://voca.ro/1dY0mmI6FoLA )
Hiya, Tans! So glad that you came by and got to see the latest entries.
I was worried something had happened to you.
Okay! I have some hotness left. I'll listen later...Hiya, Tans! So glad that you came by and got to see the latest entries.
But..did you hear the audio?
Let me know how things go.. that way I can improve my technique.
