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BedtimeStories

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BedtimeStories by samting@juno.com (samting@juno.com)This is a true account of how Ipet with my life's love.We have slept well as I roll on myside facing my love. She turns her back to me, and I pull hercloser, smelling her hair, feeling her buns against my harderection. I involuntarily hump as she presses back, still halfasleep. My one arm is under her pillow and neck supporting herhead and my other is caressing her shoulder, I feel the swellingof her breast against my upper arm. As I touch the upper portionof her other breast, I unbutton the front of her nightgown. Sheonly wears gowns that button down the front, "so you cantouch me easily," she says. She holds still as I feel thesoft yielding of her breast, and her hard nipple. I caress herstomach, avoiding her pussy, knowing if I touch it too soon shewill be irritated. I quickly brush her pubic hair, then hertummy. She sleeps lightly, but her pressing back against my hipswith her buns tells me she is not fully asleep. As I caress herbreasts, and stomach, going back to her pubic hair, playing withit, I touch the inside of her thighs, and quickly pass my handover her panty covered labia. She is awake, still unmoving. I cupher pussy and hold it tight. I feel a slight humping back againstmy hand. I smile as I suddenly feel a burst of heat against myhand, and I know she will be wanting the "fulltreatment." I start rubbing her clitoris back and forth,lightly and gently, and am rewarded with an infrequent butpredictable humping. "Would you like astory?" I whisper into her ear. Years earlier, I haddiscovered her best orgasms where while I masturbated her with myfingers, while telling her erotic tales. Over the years the typesof stories that set her off had steadily changed, but the onefeature in common, was the story had to have a lot ofanticipation in it. Actual descriptions of intercourse or orgasmhad to wait until she was on the verge of orgasm."Yes," she murmured, as she increased the frequency ofher humping. I kept rubbing her clitoris through her panties. Iasked, "what kind would you like?" she is always shy onthis, and won't say. I give her a menu of choices, a youngcouple, an older couple, a story about first time petting, orfirst time intercourse. Lately her favorites have been femalecollege roommates, either one teaching the other how tomasturbate, or one telling about her hot date, and how far theywent or didn't go, with the two of them ending up masturbatingthemselves or each other... Often times she won't answer me atall, but by the tempo of her humping as I suggest the sex and ageof participants, whether they are experienced or inexperienced Iknow what she wants. Tonight she wants college roommates, and theone telling about how she seduced her date, and masturbated him.Always at some point my lover suddenly takes my hand and pushesit inside her panties. She is soaking, and urgently thrusts backwith each back and forth glide of my fingers as I weave my tale.I describe how the listening her is getting aroused and beginsfingering herself. Tales within tales, I describe the firstroommate fondling the guy's hard cock, the second girlsincreasing arousal as she hears the story, the first girlsnoticing what the other is doing, and starting to rub herself, asshe describes the petting that she is giving her own boyfriend. Ifill my lover's mind with image after image, as she thrustsfaster and faster against my hand. When I sense she is about toorgasm, I described the girl taking her date's cock in her mouth.My lover goes rigid, clamping her legs together, she closes hereyes, and purses her lips, as she gasps. I feel a rhythmicpulsing in her vulva as I clamp my hand tight over her pussy,knowing that rubbing her clitoris at this point will be too muchfor her. I see the her swollen nipples are now buried in theswelling of her breasts around the nipple, her breaths are comingin deep gasps now, as the pulsations in her pussy startsubsiding. I feel her legs relax. She smiles, and cuddles closer."That was good, mmmmmm." I ask, "wanna fuck?"She answers by pushing her panties down, and spreading her legs. I submitted to Mick earlier forthe stories section, a typical tail that I might weave for mylover. That particular tale I haven't told her yet. It has somesocial taboos in it, and I don't know how she will respond to it.If I do ever tell it to her, it will probably be over 5 or 6sessions. The more unusual the story, the faster she climaxes.She refuses for me to finish the tale, but says, save the restfor our next time. Often she has me stop the story telling andmakes me fuck her, refusing the story while we fuck, but most ofthe time she wants her orgasm while I rub her clitoris and tellher fantasies. I am a lucky man.