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Through the Window...

Watch us play...

By Barbs SPublished 6 years ago 3 min read
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The first time I met you I knew we were going to be good together. We had both had issues. We had loved other people and been treated like rubbish. So we talked online for ages. We discussed everything about our lives. Family, religion, kids. We spent time getting to know each other.

I'd spent time with other men, I wouldn't call any of them the loves of my life. I had experimented with men, pushed boundaries... tried things a respectable woman shouldn't do. After meeting several people, I had to admit to myself it wasn't going to happen on this site.

Until.. I met you. Your stories drew me to you. You drip fed me small amounts of information about yourself. I learnt about your past life.. slowly... you left little to the imagination. This wasn't a typical lonely heart ad.

I felt so lucky to have found you. My man. Beautiful body, kind heart, what more could a woman ask for?

So here we are. Several meetings later. Weekends filled with lust. Life is good.

Tonight we timed it perfectly, and went to bed just before the wine kicked in. I'm a fleshly creature and as soon as I feel his naked body against mine and his hands on me I'm wet and ready for him. He never seems to stop delighting in the wetness, and uses his fingers and tongue on me until I'm squirming and desperate to feel him inside me.

I adore the feeling of having drunk enough to lose all my inhibitions, but not being so drunk that I'm not in control of what is happening. So we move from the bed to his chair, beside the big window ... we have played on this chair a few times, it's perfect for him to stand behind while I kneel on the seat facing the chair back and suck his cock. I love looking up at his lean body while he pumps himself into my mouth. Enough to make tears come to my eyes, just short of gagging...

I want him to come in my mouth but he's not satisfied with that and just short of coming he steps away, and takes my hand. He makes me stand up, I'm half drunk with arousal, he's got me to the point where I would do anything and go anywhere with him.

He takes me to the window and leans me forward over the high sill, looking out onto the street below. The main lights in the apartment are off but he has switched one uplighter on just behind us so we are silhouetted in the window.

Standing behind me he spreads my legs apart and presses against me. His cock enters me easily. He slips one hand around and starts to stroke my clit. Circular movements, bringing me to the edge... whilst he slides smoothly in and out of my wet pussy. His other hand is kneading my breast, pulling and teasing my nipple. White hot flashes of desire run through my body. I'm trembling, so is he. I know he's not going to last much longer. "Don't come yet" I pant. "Not yet, I want to come with you." Immediately he slows his thrusts, while at the same time he rubs my clit harder. The tension in my body is building...

I become aware that our play has attracted some attention. There is a small crowd forming in the street below. Looking up at us, as our bodies are silhouetted by the light behind. I want to stop him, but I don't... actually I don't care, no one knows me here.

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About the Creator

Barbs S

Always wanted to write, never made myself sit down and do it. The greatest joys of my life are my children, the biggest sadness the loss of one of them. Blessed with a fantastic family and friends. Love wine, cooking and writing.

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