ALTERNATE EROTICA |
Baby Oil
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This story was written by Isis and lost for several years amonst the encrypted archive of mails we exchanged, then found recently along with express permission to publish on this site! How lucky you readers are that I can't break away from that love affair!
Baby Oil
(FM)
I stand up slowly and walk across the bedroom towards the chest of drawers where a CD player nestles between a silver
framed photograph of a former lover of mine and various nick nacks I have collected on my various travels. I press the
'on' button and slow sensual music fills the air. I start to sway in time to the beat, carressing my tits with my hands,
moving in front of him, suggestively moving my body and hips in a highly sexually provocative way. His eyes follow me
around the room, his cock is at full mast yet again. The man has amazing staying power, either that or he swallowed a
bottle load of viagra before he visited me! Picking up a bottle of baby oil, still dancing around the room, I pour
nearly all the contents over my fully erect nipples and tits. Staring directly into his eyes I slowly rub the oil into
my breasts, moaning as I lick my lips. My tits are so slippery with all the oil, I trace slowly down my body and smear
some of the oil onto the entrance of my pussy, my shaven quim and all over my thighs. He starts towards me, desire
written all over his face, I push him back onto the bed and straddle his lower body. Taking his erect penis, I place it
between my two oil covered, slippery breasts. Using both my elbows to keep his beautifully hard penis in place, I move
my body up and down and this movement causes his penis to rub inbetween my breasts. The sensation is delightful, his cock
is so hard and swollen and I flick my tongue across the tip each time it comes in range. My tits rise and swell with the motion of my elbows. He lays
there groaning and watching his cock between my breasts, the oil driping off my tits onto his face. He's close to shooting
his load so I increase my pressure on his cock with my tits and squeeze them harder and faster together. His cock
twitches between my tits and a stream of cum spurts out right between my cleavage. Gasps escape from his mouth and I
keep his ejaculating cock firmly grasped between my two globes of flesh until every last drop of cum is coughed over them.
Releasing his now spent and flacid member, I smear his spunk all over my breasts and stomach, licking my
fingers every now and then to taste the saltiness of my lover's essence of life.
Sliding off his body I happen to glance at the clock on the bedside table. Shit! is that really the time? Surely that
amount of time hasn't passed? I should of been at work an hour ago, I leap from the bed and throw his clothes towards
him, no time for explanations, I bundle him towards the front door, picking up his bag on the way and push him into the
hallway, half dressed. I lean towards him, kiss him fully on the lips and push my business card into his hand.
"Call
me, soon." I shut the door in his face and leaning against the door, sigh deeply and hope he calls...soon.....
The End.
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