Hotness of a man

Feeling mortified

We reached the door of my house and

I put her down. The woodland setting

around us was coming alive with life

and that very life was what I wanted to

celebrate most in this moment.

I wasn’t quite sure about how to get

started about it though. Samantha pressed

up against me and looking up into my

face her gaze was curious as she asked,

“What’s wrong big man?”

Honestly, I said, “This is all new for

me Samantha. I’ve never been with a

woman. I’m struggling with the fact that

on the one hand, I want to rip your

clothes off and basically r**e your

beautiful body to on the other hand,

wanting to be a man of control and make

it good for you, and it doesn’t help the fact that I’m probably going to orgasm

within seconds of just looking at you

naked and……”

Her fingers stilled my words. Falling

silent I watched her pull her fingers

away from my lips even as shesensually

held one finger to her lips and said,

“Shhh.”

The tension I was under only

doubled then as she took my hands and

brought them up between us. With a look

as old as Eve, she formed my fingers

over the top edges of her blouse and

succinctly whispered, “Rip it off

Honey.”

I felt close to cumming in my pants.

She was a temptress like no other and gathering myself, I did exactly as she

asked.

Buttons popped and flew off

everywhere. Breathing heavy I let my

eyes fall to the sexy up-swelling mounds

of two perfect female breasts now

revealed before me encased in lace. I

felt the need to groan with the desire I

had to touch them.

“You like my breasts Honey?” She

teased.

I glanced up into her laughing eyes

only to hear her say, “You should hold

them Baby. They belong only to you now

Sugar.”

My hands lifted and I filled them

with the warmth of her chest. She arched

her back and rested her breasts even

more heavily into my palms.

My eyes closed, was this really

happening?

“Honey?”

I opened my eyes.

Her look was lovingly tender and yet

wanton at the same time as she said,

“You’re only halfway there Baby. You

have no idea how bad my n*****s need

to have your lips on them.”

The girl drove me insane!

Slipping my fingers under the back

straps of her bra I yanked and the bra

clasp snapped and then it was falling off

her and her hard ruby tipped mounds of femininity were free, but only for a

moment before my hands found them

again. My thumbs stroked over her

turgidly erect n*****s and she let out a

long pressed moan as she leaned into my

caress like a cat.

I felt her fingers at work then and

glancing down I saw her undoing my

pants. They fell apart and meeting my

gaze, she asked, “May I?”

I nodded, not fully knowing what I

was agreeing to. She slipped down to

her knees before me, her large breasts

hanging free framed now by the torn

blouse. Her hands stripped my pants

down along with my underwear.

“Oh Honey!” She exclaimed deeply.I looked down to see her eye level

with my c**k even as one of her hands

cupped my balls gently.

She glanced up and there was no

made up flattery in her eyes as she said

with delight, “Wow! I knew you were

big darling, but this…… you are a stud!”

Her words made me swell even

bigger and then I was groaning as the

warm wetness of her mouth came to

stretch out over the head of my c**k. I

jerked spasmodically and leaned

forward to rest my hands against the

door for support as her wet tongue

massaged around the head of my shaft in

discovery of its shape even as one hand

lightly stroked up and down my shaft

while the other still cradled my balls in a gentle massage.

She was moaning and breathing

heavy as I fought for control. She was

actually deriving pleasure from

pleasuring me.

I saw her body shake as she kneeled

down before me with her mouth full of

me. I heard it then, but even more

pleasurably I felt it as she cried out in

orgasm with my c**k still in her mouth.

Her lips never left me, but I was

done with control. Not being able to

help myself, I groaned and pushed

deeper into the hot cave of her mouth

and started to c*m.

My whole body jerked with the

release of my pent-up semen into her and her hand on my balls squeezed

repetitively for more as if milking the

very last bit of my essence out of me. I

don’t know how she was managing to

breathe or swallow and as my orgasm

came to a close I pulled back from her

mouth for fear for her.

I heard her gasp sharply for air and

make a choking sound at virtually the

same time. Feeling mortified I pulled her

up, “I’m sorry! I……”

“Stop it!” She breathed out sharply.

Meeting my gaze, she said, “Let’s get

this straight here and now Stephen Haynes. I

am your wife. Whatever you want, do it!

You don’t have to ask permission. You

sure don’t have to apologize! You want me so badly that you want to take me

with the force of a r****t then do it. I’m

yours darling! I don’t want you to hold

back and as much as I admire the sweet

gentlemen, you are as a man you

shouldn’t be like that now. I want you to

be real and I love what just happened.

Yes, I couldn’t breathe, because you’re

just so darn huge, but I loved it anyway.

It’s the greatest pleasure in the world to

me to know how utterly attracted you are

to me and that…… that I’m your first

just means the world.”

She was crying now. Her face was

flushed and hot and a milky dribble of

my semen was still slowly dripping off

of her chin onto her breasts.