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Only Zahra

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Posted on: 04 Sep 2003 0 comments
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We met in the pub. Though she was a decade younger than me (she was 20 and I was 30), she was much more experienced than me. We kissed and cuddled for some time. Somehow, we soon weren't wearing many clothes. And after some time, she gently took my hand, and pushed it into her knickers, down through the middle, and into her slit. She said, more urgently than I'd expected: 'feel me, feel me up, when you get the spot, it feels so good'. Well. I can say that this was a bit too much for me, then. I confess. So I found that I pulled my hand out quite quickly, though it was lovely getting a brief feel of her moisture, and the way her lips could part and be yielding to me. But I thought I'd be bound to spoil things. The good news is that she didn't take this as an insult, but we kissed and kissed and kissed some more. And then it happened that I was sitting up, and she was straddling me. I knew it was my turn to be more assertive, and so I pulled down her white-but-wet knickers, getting my first look at her pubes and pussy. I was expecting there to be an awkward moment, but she simply lifted up her lovely round bottom as I pulled them down, and they were off in no time at all. I threw them over to the other end of the room, though I hesitated a moment, to take in their sweet scent (they were wet through. and so almost see-through anyway). So there she was sitting on me, above my belly-button, completely naked, and wet and dripping. This time I didn't worry about my hand, as it slipped over my chest and down, and down and through her public hairs and between those hairs and down to her pussy lips and through those lips into her. Soon all my four fingers were fingering her. Needless to say, this excited her, and she had put both her hands behind her and was playing with my own straining pants. I followed her and simply lifted up my but, and she was even quicker than me in whipping my underpants off and throwing them away. So as I fingered her as she straddled my belly button, she got a grip of my freed dick, behind her back, but pushing up into the open air, with an eagerness I myself had not experienced before. She knew how to work the length of me, from the purple mound to the root where the shaft met with my own hairs. I can't tell you what a good combination that was, as I felt her grinding over my fingers and massaging my own hard dick. After fifteen minutes I felt things building up, and I had to spray my spunk all over her back. Spray was the word. She felt my spray up on her shoulders and smiled and laughed. We collapsed into each other.