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A night at the opera(house)
A night at the opera(house) I started this for a friend with the influence of another friend last night and finished it this morning upon awakening at oh dark thirty. Haven't edited it so what you see is what you get. Merry Christmas to everyone and blessings upon you and your families. And paragraph Nazis, Fuck You! (and the donkeys upon which you ride). A Night at the opera(house) We start our evening’s adventure with a nice intimate dinner at a small, quiet Italian restaurant whereby we can chat and play a bit of footsie under the table and then to a comedy show at a fairly sizable hall in a convention center. I have backed my vehicle into a space in the corner of the parking garage and as we walk hand in hand after the show we have but one thing on each of our minds… …The other’s sex and what we want to do with it. We stop on our way to the vehicle and kiss, our tongues seeking out their playmate and I look down to see your pretty, pink protuberant nipples alive with desire through the sheer fabric of your top just as you can feel my helmet swelling within the loose confines of my lightweight pleated woolen trousers. You can feel your clit tingling and your vulva becoming a bit engorged as well with the initial flush. As we approach the vehicle I press the automatic rear hatch release (It is a large SUV) and shut the lights off so that the vehicle remains dark. I lead you by the hand to the rear of the vehicle, a scant 3-4 feet from the back wall and corner of the garage and say “Sit up on the lip of the cargo area and remove your panties”. You nervously look around and say “Do you really think its safe, sir?” “I wouldn’t have you do it if I hadn’t weighed the risk/reward continuum” I reply. "OK, off with your panties, now”. You look down a bit sheepishly and with a slightly naughty cast to your expression as well, “I’m not wearing any sir. I was hoping that you would finger fuck me on the ride home. They’re in my handbag”. “I didn’t ask you to do that and it’s a bit presumptuous of you to have done so…but I like the way you think” I respond. “I’m sorry, sir. I know that I should have waited but my kitty really really needs attention tonight and I’ve been a good girl all day long”. “Yes, indeed you have, my little cumslut, so hop on up there in order that I can give the kitty a proper tongue bath”. You dutifully comply and your sweet little twat is exposed to the cold air and my hot gaze. I remove your pumps, exposing your small, sexy and very pretty feet and lower my face so that I can begin to orally assault your sex with my lips and tongue. I place soft kisses upon your labia majora, already swollen and flushed with your excitement, and make sure to implace an even lighter kiss upon your button, still hidden from direct contact. Then I run my tongue, pointed and lightly dampened along first one lip, then the other, studiously avoiding your clit once again as a tiny moan escapes you and your clit evidences itself in its erection. This gets me hot and I focus my attention upon sucking your sweet labia into my mouth, tenderly and carefully to be sure but with desirous abandon nonetheless. Thereafter, I flick my tongue back and forth above your clit, driving you somewhat wild with desire to experience more direct pressure as your hips snap about a bit and your little moans become more regular and just slightly louder. Your feet are resting upon my wide shoulders, pushing slightly against them so that you can leverage your pussy into my face, sliding it around in an attempt to get my lips and tongue in direct contact with your most sensitive concentration of nerve endings and I finally oblige you as I hold a finger up to your lips in a warning to keep it down lest we get popped for indecency. I can feel the heat and wetness of your lusciousness now as my tongue flicks rapidly over your clit and your opening presses against my closely shaven chin…begging something, anything to enter it. I am able to oblige you by first putting two fingers into my mouth and then slowly, surely and steadily sliding them partway into your sensitive cunt, feeling upward for the small bundle of denser yet spongier tissue which I am looking for. The slight difference in tactile sensation and a soft scream of joyous pleasure tell me that I have located the object of my quest and with just the correct amount of pressure and movement, coupled by the application of my lips and tongue primarily to your clit, I very rapidly feel your body start to heave itself toward an inevitable climax as you grit your teeth and begin to breathe through them raggedly as your pussy tightens around my fingers and you gush a little when you cum. I quickly insert my little finger deep into your asshole to better feel the contractions which turn me on so very much and indeed I can, as it sucks upon the new intruder while you struggle to not cry out your pleasurable anguish. Your heels are lightly pounding up and down upon my broadly muscular shoulders and delts as I finally remove my hand and slap it softly yet rapidly against your clit which causes a huge gush of cum juice to evidence itself, the tremors of your body indicative of the intensity and duration of your period of peak pleasure. You lay back upon the comforter which I have had the foresight to lay down upon the carpeted deck, your legs still in the air and your hole exposed and open. I grasp your sexy ankles and momentarily put your feet back upon my shoulders as I, with some difficulty, disengage my cock from the confines of my trousers and finally free him to do his work. I regain a, foothold as it were upon your ankles and lever them forward slightly, exposing your channel to my meaty and distended head. It kisses you, and you let out a small sob of desire, then I start to penetrate you with it, just enough so that the very tip begins to spread you open, to become coated with your heated juices preparatory to full, penetrative effect. “What do you want me to do with it?” I ask “Fuck me sir! Fuck me please!” you respond. “Bury that beautiful cock deep in my pussy, so deep that it hits my cervix the way I<b> love </font></b>it”. And so that’s what I do, No preamble, no languid and gradual penetration, just one long, slow stroke until my knob encounters the neck of your womb and I give you a knowing, naughty and nicely nasty look as it noses itself by with that slight feeling of painful pleasure which you<b> love </font></b>to feel. I can feel the pressure as well and once I have your little internal structure in the proper position I rock slightly so that my bell end moves it around with each slight gyration, both of us moaning with the erotic pleasure and delicious intensity of it. I stroke your beautifully muscled calves along their undersides as we continue to rock together while I keep watch for any approaching garage patrons until I grasp you by the hips and start to power fuck your pussy, long and deep strokes that continue to give you the displacement, both of your walls and of your uterine opening, which you need to feel. Your sexy little feet implace themselves upon my thickly muscled and furry chest giving you the leverage to move yourself around upon me as I am pounding you and your head moves back in forth as your eyes close with the approach of another orgasm. “You know that I can cum anytime that I want”, I say almost conversationally. “Do you want me to blast my load into you as you cum again?” I ask as I feel your orgasmic plateau approach and your pussy begin to clamp down upon my pistoning tumescent shaft. “No sir”, you manage through gritting teeth. “I want to worship your cock again like the last time” and I know that you mean that you wish to kneel before me, eyes gazing into mine as you bring me off with excruciating intensity with your sweet hands and insatiate mouth. “Alright my little pet”, I respond. “So be it” as I continue to long-stroke your hole with a powerfully penetrative pounding so that it doesn’t take but a dozen strokes before… Oh God Oh God, Like that, Like that, Don’t stop Don’t Stop, Don’t Stop! You cry out before I can cover your mouth with my hand, the other reaching up to lightly but firmly grasp you by the throat as I fuck you to your oblivion, pulling you down into me so that the base buries itself into you. You cum once, then twice then a third even more intense time in very rapid succession, your head moving back and forth as your hair goes everywhere. Your muffled keening cries continue until finally you begin to come around from your sensual high and I slow my movements into you. “Finish me off baby” I say as I disengage from your now-ravaged pussy hole and my wet and shiny, slippery and swollen cock emerges into the cold night air of the garage. You obligingly move aside as I climb into the compartment beside you and hit the button to close the cargo door which shuts and clicks with resounding assurance. You reach your hand into my flies and extract my cum-laden balls as I get on my knees before your more prostrate form and you begin to suck my head and shaft into your mouth, savoring the taste of our recently completed act of passion. You pause to lick the palm of one hand as the other gently cups and massages my smoothly shaven testicles as your mouth pistons up and down upon my shaft. I grasp your hair at the base of your skull, not to in any way control your movements but rather so that I can see your pretty face as it attends to my meaty male member and reinforce the dominance dynamic. Up and down you move, taking as much of me into your hot mouth as you can while still riding your hand up and down the rest of it in a swirling circular motion. A couple of minutes of this as your eyes look up into mine and your throat making sucking and swallowing sounds causes you to bring me close to the point of no return. I reach back and my hands cup the cheeks of my ass as I lean backward, my legs tucked behind and below me and groan out Ohhh Myyy Goddd! As you feel the vibration start at the base of my cock and tightened balls, your sucking mouth and hand feels me get thicker, then, finally, I begin to shoot my hot, sweet ejaculate into your greedy mouth. You can barely keep up with it, there’s so much and it’s so forceful in its pulsating contractions but you ARE the best kind of girl and you swallow as you go until with a last, almost regretful pump, after running out my orgasm to its fullest, you snake the flat of your tongue out to capture the last remnant of my requited lust. “Thank you sir” you say with a final swallow. “It was my distinct pleasure” I answer and we begin to put ourselves together for the drive home and more intense adult fun. |
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