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He tongued her and she shook like a tree in a storm. Have you ever had that happen? Please share, please.

Yes, Mike got some girl cum for sure. As his tongue lodged tightly between her lips he could feel the pulsing of her spasms, and squirts of slick juice. She squealed and panted, her hips raised off the bed, and legs wiggled. Finally she clamped her thighs over his ears and grabbed the back of his head. Would he drown? Did Mike care?

SO, with Jane uncomfortably suspended, Mike drew his tongue up her lips and tasted her juice. He thought, "yes, this lady definitely warrants having JUICY printed across her backside."

Mike looped the ropes around the top of his weight bench. This pulled Jane's legs up and opened her so with a twitch, she was jerked upside down. Umm, dinner time Mike thought as he settled his face into her crotch.

So Jane reached over and tied the other ankle, and asked him if he could find a pole to keep them spread apart. "Damn," thought Mike, she is a hot one! For real, this was about to get real.

Mike said, "Soon I'll show you how friction can start a fire."

Jane said she knew that already, why not get to rubbing and fire her up?

Well, what do you think people?

Knotty Knotty

She was new at this hiking in the woods and camping thing. Her last boyfriend was always staring at his computer, so he didn't go anywhere. The thought came that maybe she could get lost in the woods and find herself. So she grabbed a big bag she took to the beach usually and packed a lunch and a blanket to sit on. Now an hour later she was near the top of the mountain where rocks gave a view to the park below.

So Jane flipped the blanket across the boulder and started spreading out her picnic goodies. Before long she heard another hiker, and turned to be sure he knew she saw him. No sense in being careless, all alone on this hill. Mike introduced himself, in fact, he barked it out, "Mike, that's me, so you know who is sharing your picnic spot. And you are?" She told him her name and asked him why he thought she would share?

"Well, I'm a Boy Scout, or was, and a trustworthy helpful friendly kind of guy, so I hoped you would be too." Jane said she never was a Boy Scout or Girl Scout either, totally new at this hiking in the woods thing. But yes, you can share my picnic spot, in fact, I'll not yell if you sit on the blanket.

Mike thanked her and sat on the edge but close enough, it wasn't a big blanket. She offered to share her food if he was that hungry. He said he would take her up on that, and trade her some Boy Scout skills she might find helpful.

Her lunch was good and she had brought a lot, what was she thinking, it was just her, but she had packed enough for two. Mike dug in and enjoyed it, thanking her between mouthfuls. She couldn't help but notice how he chewed and the muscles in his jaw worked. Jane admired how the muscles on his arms stood out like cords too.

Jane asked him what sort of things Boy Scouts had taught him, how to build a fire, pitch a tent, tie knots? "Yes, all that," he said, "I'm especially good at knots, here I'll show you."

At that he brought out a cord from his pack and tied it around her ankle which was beside him.

(comment about what should happen next please)

I think that was it, HBO, anyway, I got it on Netflix before it was deleted, "Inside Deep Throat."

Wow, and there it was, she really did it, and they showed it, right then and there. She licks the head and then, incredibly (I want to say edible-ly)she opens her mouth and goes right on down and takes in the whole cock. Right to the root. Wow again!

I had my first BJ from my girlfriend in college. She was game and took me all the way too. Not every woman even can. But she could and did. It was best when I was in 69 with her, me on top and sliding into her mouth. Ooh, it was so good. Liked to kneel astride her and feed it into her mouth while I leaned on the headboard too.

GF now really likes to suck me and swallow, good protein she says.

And you ladies? Any who want to tell how you like to drive men crazy this way?

PUBLIC DISGRACE. Fantasize this then: My friend Cheryl and I take you to "The Handle Bar," it's a biker bar just off the Interstate highway. You never know who will be there. It could be local yokels, or doctors and lawyers who blow money on fancy bikes, or Hell's Angels and Outlaw MC members.

Tonight, it starts out that the Lawyers are there, wannabes who soon find out that the patched members of the Outlaws don't think sissy lawyers oughta be pretending to be part of the 1%ers.
So they see you being led in on a leash by Cheryl, who is an "Old Lady" of one of the local MC guys who are for real. And they ask Lawyer Lewis to come over and get on his knees so you can ride his back. Cheryl reaches down and unzips Lewis' pants and pulls out his wang. You are told to reach down and hold it tight while he is told to buck like a bronco. What a scene! Pretty soon, Cheryl tells you to spread out on the pool table, and the Outlaw tells Lawyer Lewis that he is gonna eat some pie now. You say, "I'm having my period." But that makes Outlaw just laugh, and shoves his face into the red dripping gash you open up for Lawyer Lewis.

To be continued....

It's the truth. When I walked up to your line in the store, wow, your breasts are incredible. And the way that you have left those buttons open so the smooth round contours are visible, oh man, stopping my heart!

Can I see your name tag? Oh yes, I commit it to memory, so later I can whisper your name while I call your curves back to mind. When will I do that you wonder? When I stroke myself and imagine you leaning over me with those mammaries hanging free. Your lips will part and the tongue sneak out. Yes, you gently kiss the tip which is like a swollen mushroom. Red and spongy, and a pearly drop right at the slit. You taste it and wish for more. You cut your eyes over to me in this fantasy, and wink as you slide those lips over the crown.

Wait, first, we are back in the line at the store. You notice where I am staring, you bend a bit father to reach for the bags at the end. Your hand pulls at your collar as you ask how my day has gone. I can't help but notice the way your hips swell above your belt. My hands would be filled just right, and oh, what a night we could have.

Write me and we can play finish the story.

"Bath Time honey!"

I open the shower door but you are not there. Down the hall in the bedroom I find you. I say, "You are still wet, you just had a shower." You laugh and tell me to dry you off now. And then I start your favorite frisky fetish, a tongue bath. Now, I'm not able to lick my eyebrows, but I can find all the right spots with my mouth muscle. One time I got carried away, and the next day I knew I had sprained my tongue!

So you roll over and I start with a towel on your glistening globes. Soon I'm up straddled across your hips while I dry your hair. My hands lift the curls away from your ears and my lips begin to nibble there. Your neck is next and I trail my teaser along the vein there. Soon I can't stop without a nibble on each shoulder. Then down to the small of the back which gets sucking kisses that pop when I pull away.

Oh yes, those globes! I stroke across them with my cheek, and then trace the crinkle where thigh meets bum. Soon it's hickey time, one for each side, and then, over to the crack I'll slide. Working my way my tongue is thick and longer than you remembered. Soon I find where your sex hides, and penetrate so you know you're alive. Then the pucker is ready, you know it is. I can trace it around and push in to where you want to scream.

You want your nipples licked now, how could I pass them by? You grasp your breast and pull me up to suckle like a babe. Ummm, there is a warm trickle let down that makes you squirm. I drink it down and enjoy the bond.

Oh, you need to have me knead them, to squeeze and roll your flesh as if it was the greatest thing. It is, I'm in horny heaven.

Soon enough it's time for dinner, or is it dessert? Dining at the Y is a favorite place for us both. Your lags fall open and you invite me to the feast. Or is it a Fiesta? As you get stroked, fireworks seem to explode inside as you burn. I nibble and chew at the lips, I tease and tickle your clit. It stands up tall and I suck it in and all the juice too.

Soon I cannot breath, my nose is buried as my tongue explores for more. You grab my head and squeeze, I hum and try my best to please.