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Subject: {ASSM} Sweet Release (MF, cons, oral)
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(c) 2002 by GMTH
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gmth@literotica.org

*****

He crossed the room and flopped down into the recliner, sighing.
It had been a long week. The strain of his woes showed in the
heavy creases in his face, and she was concerned. She wanted to
help him feel better, to ease some of his tension. She sat in his
lap, placing her head against his chest and wrapping her arms
around his waist. He smiled and settled into the embrace, content
for the first time in a long while. 

The smell of her hair and the proximity of her warm body began to
affect him and he felt a stirring between his legs. He kissed her
hair softly, massaging her shoulder blade with his huge hand and
murmuring to her in fractured French. He took her earlobe in his
teeth and pulled gently, once. She responded with a soft gasp and
began to wiggle on his lap. He knew then she wanted him as badly
as he did her, so he turned her head to him and kissed her, hard,
on the mouth, thrusting his tongue between her lips. She
responded by caressing his tongue with hers, sliding her hands
under his shirt to caress his bare chest. 

His need was intense now, and as quickly as his fingers could
manage it, he unbuttoned her blouse with one hand, using the
other to rub her tits through her sheer lace bra. He peeled back
the nylon covering her right breast with a single huge finger,
holding it out of the way so his tongue could find her nipple.
She moaned and pushed her body toward his warm, moist mouth, her
body on fire now, aching. 

Pressing against his straining erection with her thighs, she held
his face firmly against her breasts. He pulled back, blowing a
stream of cool air on the nipple until it hardened, then
encircled it again with lips, rolling the hard flesh between
them. She could feel his hardness through his jeans, rubbing
between her legs, and it thrilled her. She bore down on him
harder, rocking back and forth on it, her gratification already
beginning to build. He repeated the treatment on the other
nipple, trying to slow down, but the feel of her hips grinding
into him was becoming unbearable. 

He didn't want to wait any longer. His hands dove downward,
finding her wetness, pressing harder against her. He carefully
ran his index finger along her lower lips, following the path
until it was buried inside her, the rest of his hand rubbing
against her clit in a rhythm older than time. She leaned back
slightly, allowing his fingers easier access, and moaned as he
expertly danced against her aching clit. 

His right hand fumbled with the buttons on his jeans, a task made
difficult by his position and her weight. With the dual pressure
of his fingers deep within her and his mouth tugging at her
nipples, her orgasm wasn't long in coming. She peaked high and
hard, and he continued tantalizing her in order to make the
sensations last as long as possible. The feel of her inner
muscles clenching against his fingers made him redouble his
efforts to free his straining member. 

When her orgasm finally faded, she smiled at him and kissed him
deeply, then climbed off his lap. Kneeling on the floor between
his legs she took the hand that had been buried in her and kissed
it, licking her juices from between his fingers. God, the feel of
her mouth on his fingers, sucking, pulling, made his cock grow
even larger, pressing painfully against the restraints of his
jeans. 

Tasting herself on his fingers thrilled her. When his fingers
were clean she pressed his hand back to her swollen nipple and
quickly finished unbuttoning his jeans. He squeezed and pinched
her, groaning her name as she pulled his dick out and stroked the
velvety head. She held the shaft in one hand while stroking the
head with the other, running her hand over it from fingertips to
palm and back again. Then she took him deep into her mouth,
sliding her face down along the thick shaft until the head was
tickling her tonsils. 

His fingers trembled as they ran her hard nipple quickly between
them. His head was thrown back in pleasure, and he moaned deep in
his throat. Only in his fantasies had he imagined her doing this
to him. Submitting to her skilled tongue, he ran his right hand
through her hair, caressing her scalp, as he gave himself up to
pleasure. 

He could feel his orgasm building. It was too soon, too soon...
He pulled himself out of her mouth and leaned over, putting his
hands under her thighs and lifting her in the air, bringing her
down on top of himself until he was buried deep inside her. The
feel of him entering her, sliding deep into her, opening her up,
made her gasp and throw her head back. She sat still, quivering
around him, for a few delicious moments. Then slowly, ever so
slowly, she ground her hips against him, reveling in the
contorted expression of pleasure that came across his face. He
took hold of her hips and tried to force her to move faster but
she wanted to take her time. 

He took a deep breath, then lifted her up until only the huge
head of his cock was still inside her. He could feel her entrance
rubbing against the back of his rod, her hips moving in a dance
that increased the pressure first on one side, than another. He
held her that way as long as he could, then he let her down
again, quickly, feeling himself touch the very recesses of her.
They moaned together as she fell. 

He did it again and again until he was at the end of his strength
and each time she fell sent a shockwave of pleasure coursing
through her swollen clit. He was bathed in sweat now, the
groaning in his throat becoming louder and harsher with each
stroke. When at last he stopped, he leaned far back in the chair,
his hands dropping to his sides, and she pushed his body back
further, freeing her somewhat to begin moving on him. 

Her fingers grasped around the base of his penis, just outside
herself, forming a ring of pressure. As she raised and lowered
herself on him, her fingers followed. Tightness following
tightness, He's breath was coming in short, harsh groans and the
movement of his hips had grown ragged. 

She teased him mercilessly, varying the speed with which she
moved, slowing down when he seemed ready to climb the peak and
speeding up when he calmed a bit. He stopped moving altogether,
threw his head back and closed his eyes, riding the waves of
pleasure. After a moment, he placed the fleshy pad of his thumb
on her clit and began massaging it, knowing she would not permit
his release until she came again. 

With a groan, he sat up. Still massaging her hard bud, he levered
his head forward and caught a nipple in his mouth. He sucked on
it hard, dragging his teeth along its sensitive tip. The
combination of him filling her, sucking her, touching her, was
too much. Her orgasm burst upon her, filling her whole body, and
she grabbed the back of his head, crying out his name, shaking.
Her body wracked as spasm after spasm hit and he continued
stroking and sucking her until she pushed his head and fingers
away, raw and pulsating. Then she paused for only a moment before
bracing her feet firmly on either side of the chair and riding
him like a wild horse, seeking now to give him the release he so
richly deserved. 

Though she had been tight, almost too tight at first, her juices
had spread, easing the path. She slid up and down on him easily.
Over and over he found himself thrust in and out, the pressure
unbearable. He felt his orgasm approach, hot jism racing up his
shaft, and grabbed her hips in his huge hands, grinding her into
him. She felt the head of his cock grow huge inside her, pulsing,
then his hot fluid spurted out, filling her. 

Head back, eyes screwed shut, he rode the wave of his orgasm,
stamping his foot against the floor, his throat raw from the
guttural noises he made. When it was over, neither moved, but he
could feel their co-mingled juices spreading across his abdomen
and upper thighs, the viscous liquids pooling in the space
between their bodies. She collapsed against his chest, still
gripping him deep within her and together they waited for their
breathing to slow. 

His arms moved around her naked back, holding her firmly in
place, rubbing her weary muscles. She nestled into his chest,
waiting. She expected him to fall asleep. Instead, his hips
started a very soft, slow movement and she realized he had stayed
hard inside her, that he wanted her again... 


GMTH

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