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Mia

"Mia, I was so so ready for your touch." I knelt down in front of her and kissed her deeply, tasting myself on her lips, my fingers running through her hair

"Let's see how long it takes you to be ready again" Mia teased. "Do you still think you're dreaming?"

Enjoying the feel of his hands in her hair, Mia continued to speak softly to Dave about some of the things she had in mind for showing Dave just how awake she was, even if he thought he might be dreaming.

Mia told Dave that she would like for him to help her take her sweater and bra off, and that she'd like to get comfortable on the bed. "I do hope you haven't got another appointment scheduled for this evening. This may take some time. I have a whole list of things I'd like to have you to do to me. I've never shared my toys with anyone, and I had a great time in the bathroom. Can you stay a while?"

Dave took his hands from Mia's hair, and reached down to take her hand, and help her to her feet. Her chin was wet with his fluid, and he gently brushed her face with the back of his hand. He slowly peeled her sweater up from her waist and over her head. He took a step back to admire and appreciate her near nakedness. Looking down at her, he noticed the her knees, red and deeply imprinted with marks from the carpet. Dave slid down the length of Mia's body and began to massage and kiss her knees.

Mia knew she couldn't take another standing orgasm, so she backed up slowly to the edge of the bed, and sank down into its softness, opening her legs wider to accommodate Dave's exploration. Still wearing her bra, she felt daring and bold. 'What the heck. The matching panties are a total loss anyway.' She gripped the lace bra at its most fragile point between her breasts, and ripped it open. Her firm round breasts bounded out of their enclosure as though they were rejoicing in their freedom.

Mia leaned back on the bed, and let Dave do his massaging and kissing, closing her eyes and letting her mind simply drift.
 
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Mia leaned back on the bed, and let Dave do his massaging and kissing, closing her eyes and letting her mind simply drift.

Kissing the dimpled skin on Mia's knees my tongue ran over the imprinted pattern of the carpet. My fingers run to the back of Mia's legs, tracing lines up from her ankles to the backs of her knees, letting my finger tips dance up and down the backs of her thighs.

As Mia floped back onto the bed, pulling her bra off and letting her legs fall apart, her pussy, slick with wet arousal glistened in my gaze, inviting my touch, my kisses.

Part kissing, part licking and at times softly blwoing onto her thighs, my mouth slowly and surely moved closer and closer to Mia's open invitation.

Scenting her I placed my lips slowly on hers and let my tongue softly part her lips
 
Mia

whatsinanameuk said:
Scenting her, I placed my lips slowly on hers and let my tongue softly part her lips

Mia's entire body tingled as Dave licked and poked his tongue in and out of her exposed femininity; sucking, nibbling, tasting, teasing. As her mind drifted on the waves of the various sensations, she felt that her body and mind were completely separated, and wondered if the feeling was anything like a drug high. She didn't feel much like speaking, but considered telling him that no one had ever done this to her before. This was a whole new world of tactile that was far beyond her imagination.

As the tension and pleasure in her body built steadily, Mia pushed herself up on her elbows and looked at Dave, relishing the way the late afternoon sunlight touched his hair and made it glow. Looking at Dave, realizing he was really here, that he was a real man, and that he was doing things to her that were resulting in absolutely real physical reactions put an extra thrill into the experience. Suddenly, a jolt of electricity shot through Mia, as though she had been hit by lightning. Shuddering, she could no longer endure the weight of her upper body on her elbows, and she crashed down on the bed once more, flat on her back. She gave in and let herself drown in the sea of sensation washing over her.

Dave seemed to sense that Mia had been watching him, and as she convulsed violently, he glanced up from his concentration, and smiled. "Are you OK?" he asked.

Breathlessly, she answered, "I'm far beyond OK. You do amazing things."
 
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Lying back

"I'm far beyond OK. You do amazing things."

Feeling Mia moving, I realise she is watching me licking her, and am surprised that I rather like the idea of her looking at those intimate caresses. Then, as I continue teasing hr with my tongue she falls back, flat on the bed.

I move fractionally from her, enough to speak: "Mia, why has no one drunk in the richness between your legs, I want to know evry contour, every taste, every sensation."

Returning the flat of my tongue to her outer lips, I lap upwards to her mound, then back down repeating the wide, lapping licks, feeling her body move under my mouth.

My tongue now finding her soft inner lips, running my tongue up one side then the other. Now in a long oval lick, up on side down the other, changing now, down one side up the other. Occasionally, dipping my tongue deeper, pushing in.

Lengthening now the probing of my tongue, upwards flicking into the envelope of skin and feeling Mia's hard little clit as my tongue brushes beside it. Then brushes the other side. My licks long now , tasting deeply her inner lips, running up the edge of her clit and back.

As Mia heaves her hips, I circle her clitoris with my tongue, in tighter faster circles. My lips enclose her button, pulling as my tongue flicks, my hands grasping her thighs, pulling her closer.

I am lost in the wetness and the movement and Mia's deep taste, riding with her as I hear her moan, her body arch
 
Re: Lying back

whatsinanameuk said:
"Mia, why has no one drunk in the richness between your legs, I want to know every contour, every taste, every sensation."


"Would it be alright if I answered that later?" Mia moaned. "Right now I can't think straight. All I know is that since it seems I have been waiting for this for my whole life, I don't want you to stop to listen to me jabber."

Dave continued to probe and flash here and there with his tongue-- the tool of Mia's delight. Brushing from side to side, circling her clit, then pulling her closer to take in even more of her wetness. Mia's hips spasmed beyond her control, as Dave centered in on the sensitive, swollen completely exposed pleasure bud.

Groaning as Dave gripped her thighs and pulled her in deeper and closer, arching her back and pushing herself forward to meet his mouth, Mia gasped, "Fuck me now, Dave, hard and fast, before I die."
 
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Lying back

gaigirl said:
whatsinanameuk said:

Groaning as Dave gripped her thighs and pulled her in deeper and closer, arching her back and pushing herself forward to meet his mouth, Mia gasped, "Fuck me now, Dave, hard and fast, before I die."


Mia's pussy, glistening with her own juices and the saliva of my licking probing mouth, lay open to my touch, an invitation not just in Mia's gasped out words, but spekn as eloquently and demandingly by her arching body.

I kissed up, over her mound, up her belly. Passing her breasts, I licked first one nipple, then the other, all the while my body moving up hers, the hardness of my cock now brushing the flesh of her inner thighs.

Kissing her neck, riding higher, now my mouth eagerly kissing hers, Mia's tongue darst swifly over my own, tasing herself, her hand reaches between us and guides my so so swollen shaft into her waiting openess. Slowly, firmly I drive deeper into her, her breath firing into my mouth, as my cock streches and fills her pussy.

My body pressing tightly against her mound, not thrusting, but rotating my hips, I grind myself agaist her, feeling my cock gripped and drawn ever deeper inside her.

Mia's ankles hook round behind my thighs, her arms warp tight arounf me as a deep within her I feel her body tighten. Rotating and thrusting now, my body rising and falling in time with Mia's increasing demands. I pull almost out then ram in hard and fast, the pace qucikening, our breaths catching as we breath faster, an urgency overtakes us, that neither can control.

From the tip of my cock and from the core of my being the waves of orgasm rush in, as Mia' groans and cries out, my life's fluid shoots, time and time again deeply into her. We clasp each other. Feeling each others' involuntary spasms, wrapped togher we kiss and kiss and kiss.
 
Re: Lying back

whatsinanameuk said:
From the tip of my cock and from the core of my being the waves of orgasm rush in, as Mia' groans and cries out, my life's fluid shoots, time and time again deeply into her. We clasp each other. Feeling each others' involuntary spasms, wrapped togher we kiss and kiss and kiss.


"I can't tell you how much I needed that" said Mia, once her heartbeat retreated out of the danger zone. "That was a total 5", she added.

"A five?" murmered Dave, as he nuzzled at her neck.

"There is this rating system on an erotic story web site my friend told me about. One means 'hated it', and five is the best" Mia explained. "Since then, whenever she tells me about her latest conquest, she uses that rating system."

Dave laughed. "I think we'd better get you up and running with e-mail and the internet as soon as possible."

"No hurry. Reality beats virtual sex any day" teased Mia, as she reached down to stroke his recovering maleness. "What do you say we save the show and tell toy party for next time. Right now I'm starving. Can I cook you some dinner?"
 
the phone

gaigirl said:
Right now I'm starving. Can I cook you some dinner?"

The telephone shrilled to life on the stand next to the bed. Mia reached around behind her and picked up the receiver. "Hello?"

"Hi, it's me, busy?" asked Mia's best friend, Kitty, on the other end of the line.

"Yes, actually, remember that computer tuition guy I told you about? Well, he's here now... how did you know that?... uhm... a five."

Dave could hear the laughter coming out of the phone held at Mia's ear, although he couldn't hear what the woman was saying. Mia looked at him and smiled while she continued. "Well, I'm trying to talk him into staying for dinner, but yes, I'd say it has been a very productive lesson. I certainly do recommend that you try him out. He's pretty amazing, and quite easy to understand... OK. Talk to you later then, Kitty. Bye." Mia hung up the phone and turned back to Dave.

"That was my best friend. She is thinking about having some repairs and upgrades done to her computer system. I told her she ought to give you a call. She is much better with computers than I am. In fact, she designs web pages. Do you think I ought to have a home page? Just what do people do with home pages, anyway?"
 
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Dinner

gaigirl said:


"What do you say we save the show and tell toy party for next time. Right now I'm starving. Can I cook you some dinner?"

"I have very much enjoyed the first course, you get five on my scale any day, but now you mention it I am hungry - for anything you can cook up."
 
Re: the phone

O.O.C
Kitty is best friends with Mia, she is 40, married but still very up for exploring... is a bit of a control freak... and is among the few who wish that computers did bite...
physically rather a shorty, she makes up for it in attitude, loves to tease and push for limits... nice is not her second name, unless it comes to Mia her friend.

I.C.

gaigirl said:


"That was my best friend. She is thinking about having some repairs and upgrades done to her computer system. I told her she ought to give you a call. She is much better with computers than I am. In fact, she designs web pages. Do you think I ought to have a home page? Just what do people do with home pages, anyway?"

IN her office, Kitty pushed the hang-up button on her little red personal phone and pursed her small, but full lips.... an idea forming in her head. Here was Mia getting wonderfully laid, at home... kind of like take out pizza, all hot and nasty.... the only way pizza should be. And this Dave guy, lucky lizard, doing what he liked best... messing about with computers and women. Now why didn't she think of that first...?!

She couldn't wait for Mia to call her back with the juicies on the guy, and knowing Mia, the juicies were going to be juicy indeed...

Just thinking about it made her hot and bothered. She flicked the intercom switch on her large, shiney desk.

'Yes, Ma'am,' came a voice from the outer office....

'Craig,' said Kitty, 'get in here now, I need something.'

The door opened and Kitty's tall young assistant Craig entered the room. He was flustered and fluttery, with a telling bulge already beginning to form in his smartly cut suit pants....

'Oh don't be silly, dear boy... today I need you to come up with an impressive list of excuses, so put your little toy away for later.'

'Yes, Ma'am,' he replied. 'What kind of excuses do you need today?' he asked as if this was a completely normal request.

'Some excuses for calling in a computer specialist,' said Kitty 'a nice list of things I might want to be taught if I were to take a computer lesson. Now off you go and get it back to me ASAP.'

Craig bowed in an oriental fashion and left the room, pleased that he had something to do for Kitty.

Kitty sat back in her comfy leather chair and began to dream...
 
Re: Dinner

whatsinanameuk said:
...but now you mention it I am hungry - for anything you can cook up."

"Let's go see what we can find" Mia suggested, as she reached for her sweater and pulled it back over her head, without bothering to find a new bra. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she stood and stretched a bit, then went over to retrieve the skirt she had discarded earlier, slipping it on and fastening it at the waist. With her back to Dave, she bent down to gather his clothing to hand to him, giving Dave a clear shot of her bare ass in the process.
 
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Hello Kitty

LadyMurasaki said:
O.O.C
Kitty is best friends with Mia, she is 40, married but still very up for exploring... is a bit of a control freak... and is among the few who wish that computers did bite...
physically rather a shorty, she makes up for it in attitude, loves to tease and push for limits... nice is not her second name, unless it comes to Mia her friend.



Welcome!
 
Re: Hello Kitty

gaigirl said:

OOC
thanks for the welcome, and the chance to rid myself of my (literotica) virginity.... think I'm going to enjoy this.
 
cooking smells

Dave could never make his mind up what he liked more, food, sex or computers. The offer of food from the supremely sensuos Mia, with the bonus of a flash of her lovely behind as she passed his clothes, was as close to heaven as he was likely to get.

"Thanks, Mia - I suppose I ought to put these on since you've dressed, I don't want to be at a disadvantage in the kitchen, if you start cooking up something hot.

So, c'mon, tell me about your friend, I know a dirty laugh when I hear one!

You know you've given me a real appetite - do you want to prepare the main course or the sweet, I'll do the other one?"
 
Kitty gets going

Kitty opened her front door and kicked off her shoes. She walked barefoot into her livingroom, enjoying the freedom from the confines of her footwear. The floor was cold and hard against her feet, almost a shock, but a delicious one. She dropped the file of 'excuses' that Craig had prepared for her meeting with Dave. Craig had said he had left a message with Dave's office for a 4 pm appointment tomorrow and that all he had received was a cryptic reply... 'Might be a tad late.'

Kitty frowned as she let down her long, straight reddish blonde hair that had been pulled back into a strict chignon all day. Aaaaaaah, the contrast between bound and free, her scalp tingled as she ran her hands through her tresses. As she took off her suit jacket and began to unfasten the tiny pearl buttons on her black silk blouse, she plotted and planned. This Dave guy thought he could control the situation by being a bit late. Hhmph! She would spend the night weaving her sceranio and fax her orders to Craig so that everything would be perfect.

She couldn't wait for Mia to call her and let her know the details of her 'lesson'. Kitty grinned, Mia was priceless... a perfect example of a woman who went out and got what she wanted just as she wanted it....

She flopped down on the sofa, rucking up her skirt a little so that she could roll down and remove her black stockings. The whisper of her hands on the nylon was sooooo good. She got lost in the moment and stroked her own firm thighs. One hand crept into her open blouse and played delicately along the upper parts of her small but firm breasts, sliding up along her neck and then down again to tease, always getting closer and closer to her now aching nipples, but never close enough. She leant back and began to dream of Earnest.

Earnest was Kitty's dream lover. Ideal Lover actually. In her imagination, Earnest always knew what she wanted... always knew what topping she wanted on her proverbial icecream, so to speak; when to dominate, when to give in, when to be gentle and when to just let go and whirl her senseless.

A few men had come close to Kitty's Ideal Lover, close but aaah.
As much as Kitty wanted to let go and be free, she always spent hours plotting and scheming, so that she could be in total control. Maybe one day, she sighed as her other hand abandonded her thighs and slowly began to touch her now damp black silk panties.
She slid a finger around the edge of the panties and into her warm moistness.... her mind racing ahead to plan her afternoon and the snaring of Dave.
 
Kitchen

Preparing food in the kitchen with Mia was both torture and delight to Dave.

Torture of course as the nakedness under her short skirt was constantly brought to his attention every time she stooped, bent or turned to fetch this or reach for that.

The delight was just in the happy effusiveness of her company, bright and lively, efficient in apportioning the tasks as they cooked and her scent, mingled with cooking smells would lie in his memory, a dream oasis for ever.

But there is no fence around paradise and he knew he was going to have to head home when they'd eaten. It would be easy to cast care aside and stay in her arms forever, but life beyond had its calling voices and Dave knew he must make tracks.

"Mia, this has been such a lesson - not for you, as intended with computers, but for me in the easy delight of your company. It has been wonderful, thank you. Now, seriously ..." he struggled to suppress the wicked grin that spread unbid across his face, "perhaps we should map out what to cover in a proper lesson: you wanted to do something with emails, friends list and I think you said a website too - how would you like to go about it?"

A website he thought, maybe she had something really sensible in mind like her family history, or maybe something exotic, like her toy collection, or maybe ... "What were you thinking of for your website - you are quite a photographer - what about some of your work on the web, I'm sure people would love to see it?"
 
Re: Kitchen

whatsinanameuk said:
Preparing food in the kitchen with Mia was both torture and delight to Dave.


In the kitchen, Mia poured new glasses of wine, and then went to the refrigerator to see what she could find to throw together for dinner. Bending down to reach into the vegetable drawer, she pulled out a bag of mushrooms, a red onion, a few small Japanese eggplants, some yellow peppers, a bunch of spinach, and zucchini.

Holding the zucchini up suggestively, she grinned at Dave with a cocked eyebrow. "How are you with these?" she asked, pumping it up and down in the air.

Dave looked as if he had been caught off-guard. "Ugh..."

"I meant chopping, of course. Think you can manage that while I run out to the garden to pick some tomatoes? Looks like we could get a ratatouille together. I don't eat much meat. I hope that's OK."

Mia turned away briefly to get Dave a knife, then kissed the back of his neck as she passed him to go out to the back door to her garden to get the tomatoes.

In the garden, Mia lingered in the glow of cooking a meal together with a man she hoped would become more than an afternoon tutorial session. Bending over to pick a ripe tomato from near the ground, the evening air felt brisk on her backside, and a buzz was rekindled between her legs. 'I can't get enough of him!' she thought.

Knowing Dave would probably have to go soon after dinner, Mia turned her mind to forming a plan to get Dave back over another day. Website... her photography... now that project might take a nice, long time...
 
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Garden

Bending over to pick a ripe tomato from near the ground, the evening air felt brisk on her backside, and a buzz was rekindled between her legs. 'I can't get enough of him!' she thought.

Dave, who should have been slicing the vegetables, as requested, had instead gone to the window to see how Mia was getting on.

Through the window pane, leaning across the sink and still holding the part sliced, dark skinned aubergine, he watched the riding skirt failing entirely in its job of covering Mia's backside as she bent to pluck a ripe tomato from the vine lying at her feet.

Dave wondered if he could creep up behind her, but had no other real plan in mind; so tip-toeing to the door, he sneaks out of the kitchen, leaving behind the knife, but still one hand grasping the aubergine, his feet silently placed, in slow deliberate steps, closer and closer to Mia's bending form, watching as another tomato drops into her basket.

Stepping up behind her he moves his hand swiftly to grab - but not swift enough, she straightens up and in one lithe turn, swings and with a side step flings a ripe tomato the short distance that now separates them, splatteting its juicy flesh under his chin.

Gasping, Dave makes a dive for her basket and, scooping up two tomatoes launches them upwards to the back of Mia's thighs as she tries to skip out of the line of fire. One tomoato flies past, the other thwacks onto her smooth flesh smeered now with the broken skin and seed laden contents of the tomato.

It is then all out war ... as Mia runs laughing through the garden
 
Re: Garden

whatsinanameuk said:
It is then all out war ... as Mia runs laughing through the garden

Carrying her basket of tomatoes, Mia dashed away from Dave, laughing as she took a tomato from her basket of ammunition and pitched it at Dave. Splat! Another score.

"For this you'll pay!" shouted Dave, rushing back to the tomato vines to pluck off a few more juicy red grenades.

In reply, Mia lobbed another tomato, which splattered against his back, dead center. She aimed again, this time a little lower, for the seat of his pants. She'd have liked nothing better than to have him sitting around naked while she washed them for him. She missed.

Dancing up behind him while he stuffed his pockets with ripe tomatoes, Mia smashed another tomato into his head. Setting the basket down on the ground near her feet, she rubbed her hands into his hair, distributing tomato guts evenly.

"O.K. You got a few hits... now it's time to play ball" threatened Dave. He grabbed her arms and pulled her down onto the lawn, then climbed on top of her to hold her down. Sitting on her thighs so Mia couldn't kick him, he reached for the basket of tomatoes. It had tipped over in the frolic, rolling its contents toward Dave for convenient access.

Dave grabbed a tomato and tossed it back and forth between his hands. Mia squirmed beneath him, trying in vain to free herself. "I love tomatoes, don't you?" Dave asked. He bit into the tomato and savored its flavor for a moment, before lifting Mia's sweater, and smearing the remainder across her chest. Leaning down over her, Dave licked the juice and seeds from her breasts, nibbling and circling her nipples with his tongue stopping only to murmer, "This doesn't taste like tomato..."
 
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Dave grabbed a tomato and tossed it back and forth between his hands. Mia squirmed beneath him, trying in vain to free herself. "I love tomatoes, don't you?" Dave asked. He bit into the tomato and savored its flavor for a moment, before lifting Mia's sweater, and smearing the remainder across her chest. Leaning down over her, Dave licked the juice and seeds from her breasts, nibbling and circling her nipples with his tongue stopping only to murmer, "This doesn't taste like tomato..."

... let me just see if I can identify that taste"

Dave starts to lick down, following the path of acid sweet juice down Mia's body. As she squirms under his touch, Dave takes a tomotoa, out of sight of Mia and just as she is expecting his lips upon her willing pussy, he smears the ripe flesh of a tomato against her, splattering juice and pips against her own ripe fruit.

With a sqeal she leaps away from him, but only far enough to grab has hard, naked cock and ..
 
whatsinanameuk said:
With a sqeal she leaps away from him, but only far enough to grab his hard, naked cock and ..

... crown it with the tomato she held in her other hand. Leaning in to Dave, Mia began to nibble at her tomato-kabob. "Got milk?"

OOC: Can't type. Cracking up...

IC:



"Let's go inside and finish this fight properly" she whispered.
 
Inside

"Let's go inside and finish this fight properly"

OOC - I'll never be able to look at tomatoes the same way again - if you could see me with these last few entries I can't ead them without laughing at the PC!!

IC

"Just look at the state we've got ourselves into, dust, soil, grass, bits of vegetable - with tomatoes resplendant in some very odd places - think this needs a shower don't you?"
 
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