Lyndi

[TheOlderGuy]

Addy

Lyndi was amazing. Sensing my needs, and perhaps nursing her own, she began to slide me deliciously within her warm treasure. Inch by inch she used my hard tool to open her tightness, all the while bringing about sweet moans of pleasure. When she had brought our halves fully together, she smothered me with a kiss.

What a feeling! It was hard to believe that at my age I had never experienced such joy, and that it came at the hands, well more than hands I guess, of such a young sweet woman. Perhaps she was more experienced than I had given her credit for; perhaps she just had a natural instinct for sexual pleasure; perhaps she was just responding to my own thirst for more -- but every moment was a wonder of lush feelings, of nerve endings pushed to their limits, of longings sated with deepest darkest satisfaction.

I loved to touch her, and her breasts were so responsive to my touch that I would keep returning to them. Her ass cheeks perfectly filled my hands as I guided her rhythm back and forth across my lap, our pubic bones locked in a brutal dance.

She was wetter than I knew a woman could be, and I took it as a affirmation that she was enjoying this as much as I was. I inhaled deeply of the sweet musky odor that rose from between her hot thighs. The juices dripped and ran along my legs. She massaged my aching tool with the well adapted muscles of her vaginal walls, and slowly, ever slowly, brought me closer and closer to maximum release.

But I was determined to hold out until I could witness the sweet look of orgasm in her own dazzling eyes.

 

[TheOlderGuy]

I drew in a long deep breath . . .

 

[TamedTiger]

Addy fit me so perfectly, so naturally, so beautifully. Of course. Of course this is how it should be between us. There was no other way it could be. I couldn't stop marveling at how right he felt inside of me. I moved against him, over and over, feeling such a poignant pleasure with each motion. His hands cupping and massaging my breasts fit me so perfectly. This is it, I thought. This is how it should be. Everything fitting so sublimely and magnificently. It was so natural to love him in this way too, just as I had loved him in many other ways throughout my whole life.

His hand reached around to rest on my lower back, caressing that sensitive spot which I hadn't known I even had until Addy discovered it. His other hand made its way down to circle and tease my clitoris. His eyes never left mine, and I couldn't tear my gaze away. The slow burn his body had ignited in mine had now become a hot flame, which yearned for his touch, for him.

My movements grew faster as his thumb teased increasingly closer to my clitoris. His eyes still held mine the entire time. They radiated warmth, passion, lust, and love. I knew he could see the same things reflected in mine, because I could see myself in his eyes. "Addy" I whispered as the pleasure grew to an almost unbearable intensity almost. His lips drew across mine, whispering my name against my lips, his warm breath stirring even more pleasure. My hands moved down his arms, to his palms, wanting that contact, entwining my fingers through his, even as I arched even more fully into him. I could feel his heartbeat in my palms, in my heat which surrounded him, in my lips which couldn't leave his, and in my eyes which reflected him.

The pleasure that had been building within both of us, finally burst making me cry out against him and clenching all around him. The pleasure that broke was exquisitely sweet and so very natural that it brought tears to my eyes. I had been waiting for this my entire life, and it had been right there in front of me. Always. Addy had been such a treasure in my life and having him create this much pleasure within me made me shake, gasp, and leave me wondering whether I would ever be able to catch my breath.