mtsilence
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The Armchair
By Silence
We stepped out into the night air, which felt of hot moist air from the afternoon rains. The ground still had a silver sheen over it as we walked through the parking lot to the car. The Electra sat, sparkled white from the late rains and glowed under the streetlights. We laughed and talked about the belly dancer and the wonderful dinner. During the meal he had been attentive and openly affectionate as we talked and ate. I had felt really special because of all the attention he showered on me and the care with which he treated me, in full public view. I glowed with pleasure and delight.
On the way home he joked and teased entertaining me with family happenings, friends from work and just general silliness. The air in the car was light and bubbling like heady champagne. His voice had a warm husky sound, suddenly very seductive. His voice seemed to rumble from deep down inside of him, the words holding their own special fire, each one igniting my own inner-flames. When we finally pulled up into the driveway, we were both aroused, but subtly so. I asked him if he'd like a late night cup of tea, a continental hangover I'd picked up during my world travels. He nodded. It was a poor lure to stay up talking awhile longer, to hold on to the night. But, you don't knock what works. I set the teapot boiling and sat down across from him at the kitchen table. The house was still and peaceful, my children visiting their grandmother, the cats curled up in some otherwise empty bed, the usual household chaos silent and still. The water boiled, the tea prepared. I stood up and opened the drapes to the enclosed patio. The moonlight was just peeking out from behind the grey clouds, inviting us outside. I slide open the patios door, it was warm and dark and it beckoned us to come out. We strolled out into the darkness of the patio and the night. Leaving the teacups sitting unattended.
He moved with a suddenness that took both our breaths away, we were suddenly in a long slow passionate kiss. It moved us across the patio in a tender sweet embrace. Until he felt the side of the tall high backed armchair. His hand reached back as he sat us down into its soft blue material, pulling me up onto his lap. We sat there continuing to explore each other’s fires and slowly through our clothing we began to tease each other’s bodies.
His hand had easy access to my breasts, as the thistle and wine colored chiffon seemed to melt under the hot pressure of his palm, as it traced my already alert and hardening nipples.
His lips moved over my cheek to my earlobe as his hands continued to massage my breasts squeezing my nipples between his forefinger and thumb.
I pressed myself forward to lick his earlobe and apply gentle nibbles to it. My tongue explored the inside of his ear, tracing the ear with the hot wet texture of my tongue.
Slowly his hands spread down over my stomach, feeling the chiffon flow over my body like liquid gossamer. He could feel the silk slip under the chiffon, as his hands moved over my body teasing me. We explored silently and carefully exciting each other with our kisses and caresses. I could feel his cock trying to shred his pants under me. I let my hand wander over his body, and then suddenly caress his rigid member as he moaned for release.
I stood up off his lap and slowly raised my dress so I could remove my pantyhose, giving him access to my hot cunt. I reached out and grabbed hold of his hand bringing it up to explore my hot wetness, as I slide back into his lap allowing my chiffon covered breasts to brush his face. I let my legs drape over the arms of the chair, as he played out his desires on my love portal. His moans as he felt its growing wetness increased. Until he finally stopped and unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock, the head of which was rage red as it leapt out into the night air, to press against my clit. Where it jerked and pulsed with a life all its own as it seemed to be trying to work itself into the wet, hot cunt it felt pressed against it. He raised me up just enough to allow the head of his rock hard cock to slide into the gates of paradise. Then left it up to me to release and relieve us both. I wiggled myself down onto his cock feeling it fill me up as it pushed into my wet pussy. I felt pleasantly impaled on his steel hard cock. I sat there feeling it throb in my hot depths. His hands came up and moved the chiffon straps off my shoulders letting my breasts bounce into view and within reach of his questing mouth. His mouth descended on first one nipple then the other, sucking and nibbling at them. As he gently worked on my breasts, I slowly began using my thighs, to raise me up the shaft buried deep inside me. Once I got the feel for the slow movement, I began to ride his ram rod hard prick, pumping up and down on it, slowly surely, feeling it pulling in and out. Feeling it sliding back into the hot velvet depths of my aching cunt. As my need increased, my rhythm began to get faster and faster. I felt him fall back against the back of the chair, a distant occurrence as I climbed towards ecstasy.
His own body arching to meet my plummeting pussy as it pushed down onto his throbbing prick. He moaned, "O gods, don't stop." A slow smile spread across my face, as my pace increased, pushing us closer and closer to the edge. Our voices echoed into the night air and our bodies trembled as our mutual orgasm spread over us. I could feel his cock shudder inside my tight cunt as it shot its hot foamy cum into me, only to have the awareness erased as my own orgasm filled me with my own hot juices that flooded my cunt and ran out over his cock heading towards his stomach as I jerked with the overwhelming release.
His hands, gentle, soft pulling me towards him as our lips locked together in a satisfied and passionate kiss. We sat there merged and satisfied until finally his once proud cock slipped from my sticky cum drenched cunt. When his cock fell to rest between us we began once more to explore the embers of our fires, tenderly, gently, not to excite as to merely love. We caressed and explored, aware that for now we would have to hold off on further exploration, as the morning would call us off to our separate work places. We untangled ourselves, and padded back into the house, turning out the kitchen light. As we headed off to bed, to gain a much needed rest.
In the morning as the coffee brewed, the sunlight came flowing into the patio, caressing the blue armchair and the pair of nylons draped forgotten over its back
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