Artistic Dreams (closed)

Her mind was screaming not that she could hear it. She was married this was... Missing from her life for far too long. She could not draw herself away from him instead she found herself curling closer still to him her mind now twisted with other thoughts... Her own... Her own needs and desires at long last. Unconscious more urgent almost commanding actions silent but still spoke volumes as the kiss was pressed more firmly. It didn't matter who began it she would command it.
 
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Max felt Natasha respond as the kiss deepened, before it became soft sensual again. But he wasn't sure but as the kiss developed, whilst his hands was caressing her, holding her, she started to take control as her fingers cupped his face, holding him gently but he felt her trying to take control.

He responded in kind as they kissed, allowing her to start to take command, a new experience for him.
 
One hand slid around to the back of his head and neck for better hold and command. Her other hand moving to his chest fingernails tracing his chest over his heart. Her vows to her lonely empty marriage were quickly losing the fight not that it mattered right now... He was young...male and seemed to clearly wanted to be closer to her. A power deep within her to command...an almost dominance was whispering in her mind to make him hers and create with him the lover she needed and she liked that thought greatly.
 
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Max felt the passion rise, as they continued to kiss, their tongues dancing the tango. Her fingers were caressing his hair, the back of his head, as her other hand rubbed his chest through his dress shirt.

He broke the kiss, gasping for air, no one had kissed him juust quite like their kiss. He was gasping for air , his cock solid in them confines of his tight trunks. He grabbed her wrists as he stepped her back agaisnt a wall kissing her ear lobe as he whispered.

"I want you Natasha, I fucking want you...."

As he finished speaking, his lips found hers, as he pinned her agaisnt the wall, her hands above her head.
 
Such a strong young hunger... Hearing him say how he wanted her she smiled. If a true kiss caused that she smirked at the thought of what more could cause. She could all but envision this young man begging... Again a kiss her hands may be pinned but her teeth and body were still very free to torment him.

A bellydancing body undulation then to slither her hips against that firm hunger as they moved in a figure eight as she moved. The kiss breaking she purred like a lioness staring at prey...

How bad do you want this...
 
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As the kiss broke, they both stood there , breathing deeply. Max watched Natasha's chest rise and fall, as if she had just completed an exercise session. He still held her hands above her head with one hand as his right hand caressed her cheeks, playfully creasing her lips.

Max himself was aroused, and wasn't sure what was happening, though it was fun. She had a look in her eyes a look of hunger, and desire. But there was something else...

"How bad do you want this...?"

Max smiled as he ran a finger nail from his free hand down her lips, her neck, her Décolletage across her abdomen and ending at her mound. Eyes locked he found that front seductive slit and moments later was cupping her mound through what felt like a flimsy thong or strong.

"As bad as you want it Natasha...."

He gulped before he unzipped his trousers allowing them to fall. Moments later his cock was free as his eyes met hers. Lifting the slit he pressed against her as he started to kiss her, his precum covered glans now pressing adjacent to the gusset of her thong/string.


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She smirked and undulated her hips to rub against him.

Yes but I have learned to go for years without it... But you... Young... hungry... But you have not gone after two young ladies who clearly were very interested... Why is that?

She moved her wrists knowing he would not be really focused on them any more. She fully intended to reverse this pinning someone to the wall. He would be pinned and this young hunger would hold him there with her plans and desire.
 
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"Why is that?"

Max smiled....

"Maybe I am being cocky but I have sensed something in your eyes.... and kinda anticipated this... and two young girls? - Who is the second after Gilly?"

His eyes met hers as he felt her wrists move, and he grasped them both with each hands, his cock pressing against her mound.
 
The girl at the coffee shop where we met and just what do you think you sensed hmmm. The fact that maybe after years of loveless much less sexless marriage and a young hungry thing I can make mine appeals to me on a very devious level?

She pressed her hips firm to him then pressed them back away from him.

Or maybe you think you see someone who can command and control to teach and lead you?
 
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"Ah the Barista girl.... do you think she......?"

Max paused as he contemplated her briefly...

"Or maybe you think you see someone who can command and control to teach and lead you?"

Max released his grip as he ran a finger along her cheek down her neck, her Décolletage, ending at her thigh as he kissed her lips tenderly.

"I can feel your hear from here Natasha... I sense that you crave release as much as I do...."

He stared intently as he lifted her right thigh up, and pressed his glans against the gusset of her underwear, damp from her arousal... He kissed her again, soft sensual butterfly kisses as he pressed his glans against the gusset, his left hand holding her right thigh, as his other hand caressed her.

In between those gentle sensual kisses he whispered... "I want you Natasha.... here now.... We have all night for you to command me, teach me....."
 
She smiled nipping at his lips in the sensual kisses.

The bed is right behind that folding room divider.
 
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"The bed is right behind that folding room divider."

Max whispered as his hand caressed her slit, Natasha still pinned against the wall.

"Or we can go with the flow Natasha my sweet....."

With that he pushed the gusset of her underwear to the side pressing his finger home into her hot moist pussy as if making a point.

He kissed her ear as his finger found it's way inside her, paying sweet compliments in her ear....
 
Mmm I like that idea too... But I think I would rather have you the one pinned down lover. Helpless to my whims and hungers.
 
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"I sense that you will Natasha.... hummmm so I am your lover am I?"

As he spoke, he quickly removed his finger, and positioned his glans at the entrance to her slit and slowly started to ease it in, gently nudging before easing out, and then nudging in further, his eyes wide open.

For him Bareback sex was, whilst not a new experience an unusual event. He felt her wetness, warm smooth and velvety wrap around his cock with each gentle nudge, thrust until he was inside her completely.


"Fuck Natasha... you feel good."

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Yes... Mine... Time to enjoy my life and claim what I want and live a little... Starting with you.

She smiled staring into his eyes. Her hunger more aggressive now as she nipped at his lips and neck.

And what I want from you... Is everything... Sex whenever we can... Eye candy and a model... And what would you say about being tied down lover? I would love to see that or see how creative you could be about pleasuring me while I work.
 
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Max gasped s she nibbled his neck, his cock fully embedded in her wanton pussy. He released her hands as his hand returned to lifting her knee, his other hand caresing her as he started to thrust, gently, using the entire length of his shaft as he almost fully withdrew, and then pushed his glans back in, in slow deliberate thrusts...

"I've never been restrained Natasha....."

As he finsihed speaking his next thrust was more manly, sudden, deliberatly powerful befor easing back to the slow methodical thrusting as he pressed her agasint the brickwall.
 
Well then we will have to fix that.

She purred with each thrust. Her body moving firm against his nipping at his neck more and more between kisses.
 
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Max's thrusts continued to be slow and deliberate. The truth be told he wasn't sure how quick he would cum if he went full pelt. So he continued easing his cock fully out, before pushing back in, exhaling deeply as he did so.

His lips found hers as he kissed her, enjoying the warmth, velvet sensation of taking Natasha Bareback.
 
Sensual and yet intense in its own way it let her mind wander over so many delicious ideas that normally she never would have thought of... This young man tied to a bed or pleasuring her while she worked and so many more as she purred into the kiss and nipped at his lips.
 
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Max continued to pleasure both himself and Natasha, before he withdrew, his cock smothered with his precum, and her juices.

He met her gaze and smiled...

"So you want to take me on your bed Natasha?"
 
Ohh I have many plans for us and that bed but yes let's move to the bed now love...


She pushed off the wall and made her way to the bed with her hand curling around his firm thick hunger to gently guide him with a wink.
 
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Max followed his new older lover to her bed, aware of her rings on her finger.

The folding bed was soon laid out as Max watched Natasha assemble the bed, stroking his cock slowly as he watched.
 
Nice queen sized Murphy bed folding down out of the wall. She did require some level of comfort. Turning to look at him she smiled and simply pointed to the bed seeing if he would obey.
 
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Maxed looked at her, still in her dress, whilst he was now nude having kicked off his trousers and boxers before having removed his bow tie and shirt, the look on her face as he pulled the bow tie undone was priceless.

He was now entering new territory. All his sexual partners had been relatively vanilla, and for the most part he had always been the one to initiate sex, once he was sure she would accept, she would fuck him.

But Natasha was slightly aloof, mysterious.

So as she pointed to the bed, he went with the flow, curious.
 
She watched him move onto the bed and smiled. She let the dress fall from her shoulder and slowly slide down her body as she smiled at him. She then moved to crawl along the bed to corner him at the pillows. Nipping at his lips her tongue traced his lips before sealing into a deep hungry kiss.
 
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