not exactly what we expected--part one
Tuesday after work was not exacly what we expected. I went out to the farm to work, and did for a while, my lady joined me after she had gone to a program,but about dusk it started to rain. We walked over to the tool shed to wait it out. The rain was not stopping, and so we began to play with each other's bodies. Between the kisses, layers of clothing began to be unbuttoned, unhooked, and removed until there we were standing in the tool shed naked caressing each other. Our clothes lay in a pile on the floor. The moment seemed right and we wanted to celebrate her news.
As she fondled by cock and ball, my left hand gripped her bottom and my right left her nipples and moved down over her stomach and across her smooth shaved mound until it found its way between her lips. With a moan she opened the space between her feet a little more so three fingers could go to work: one for each lip, the center to dip into her wet vagina for lube and bring it back up to her clit.
She continued to grasp by cock and ball as my fingers did their work and we deep kissed.
With a shudder she began coming,we moved so that she bent over a stool looking out the door into the rain as I moved behind her. My erection found its way into her wet vagina as I bent my knees to make up for her shorter height. A lift of her cheeks and all the way in, then slowly the stroking began in time with her deep breaths.
She bent down a little further to push her lips back toward me and my hand moved around her waist until they were right above her public mount. A thrust, and then the hands press deeply about her mound, a thrust, and there is a moan, a thrust, and the fingers feel the pressure from the inside, as I thrust...she moans again and the orgasms begin. Now hard, fast, she squirts, and goes again.
Fifteen minutes go by our bodies bang against each other, but heat and humidity are doing there work. We are soaking wet and physically hot--so hot we both begin loosing the moment. And then it is gone--unfinished. (it happens sometimes in middle age).
The rain has stopped, and we agree to dress and go home where we can cool down under the AC. We do and the chores of life go on for three hours. Then looking at each other we know it is time to take up some unfinished business. It is like we have been edging for hours.
to be continued
As she fondled by cock and ball, my left hand gripped her bottom and my right left her nipples and moved down over her stomach and across her smooth shaved mound until it found its way between her lips. With a moan she opened the space between her feet a little more so three fingers could go to work: one for each lip, the center to dip into her wet vagina for lube and bring it back up to her clit.
She continued to grasp by cock and ball as my fingers did their work and we deep kissed.
With a shudder she began coming,we moved so that she bent over a stool looking out the door into the rain as I moved behind her. My erection found its way into her wet vagina as I bent my knees to make up for her shorter height. A lift of her cheeks and all the way in, then slowly the stroking began in time with her deep breaths.
She bent down a little further to push her lips back toward me and my hand moved around her waist until they were right above her public mount. A thrust, and then the hands press deeply about her mound, a thrust, and there is a moan, a thrust, and the fingers feel the pressure from the inside, as I thrust...she moans again and the orgasms begin. Now hard, fast, she squirts, and goes again.
Fifteen minutes go by our bodies bang against each other, but heat and humidity are doing there work. We are soaking wet and physically hot--so hot we both begin loosing the moment. And then it is gone--unfinished. (it happens sometimes in middle age).
The rain has stopped, and we agree to dress and go home where we can cool down under the AC. We do and the chores of life go on for three hours. Then looking at each other we know it is time to take up some unfinished business. It is like we have been edging for hours.
to be continued
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