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Date: Thu, 29 Sep 2005 18:18:39 +0000
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Pleasant Package
by conrad_jet ©
Andrea came over to drop something off for my mother. I was in the shower when
she came and enjoying the stimulation of my hand on my dick was annoyed when the
doorbell rang but still I answered. She'd called earlier for my mother and I'd
told her I would be home to accept the package so even though it felt great with
my hand I was obliged to answer the doorbell to keep face.
A towel about my waist, dripping wet I opened door. The breeze from outside felt
good on my skin. Goose pimple rippled across my chest.
Andrea smiled. In her forties she was still a beautiful woman. She wore her hair
in a ponytail like a young girl. No wrinkles present in her face had light
caramel skin. Her eyes were deep brown. Her face possessed the fat often awarded
with age but it was more a blessing than a cure. It gave her body a fullness
that I liked. It was a fullness that made her skin soft to the touch. At five
six she was slim. Nice breasts, impressive butt and a shapely figure I was
always amazed she'd never married.
"Mind if I come in," she said. "I don't think you want all the world seeing your
business."
I stepped back, smiling sheepishly.
"I guess I caught you at a bad time."
"Kind of." I said closing the door.
She put the brown package in her hand on the table. "I didn't know you worked
out." She moved closer to me, taking the bicep of my right hand in hers and
squeezing. "Strong hands for a strong boy."
She was close to me, really close. So close I could feel her breath on my chest.
She placed a hand on my chest and ran it down, the middle, around my navel and
down the towel.
It slipped off.
"Quiet big aren't we." She said taking my dick in hand, squeezing it.
"Andrea…."
"Yesssss."
I was silent as she moved her hand along it's length slowly, tickling the head
with her thumb before she moved down the shaft repeating the action as she
pressed her soft breasts against my chest.
I closed my eyes, feeling my body shudder with desire and need for her.
A kiss in the middle of my chest, another, making her way down past my
navel, kissing the length of my penis starting at the head and working her
way down, then taking my balls in her mouth, flicking the bottom of them
which drove me wild.
I raised my head up to the ceiling, my mouth open, my penis got harder and
harder. The tension was building, demanding relief.
She pushed me back against one of the chairs.
My legs apart, her head between them, and my penis in her mouth she ran her
teeth along the shaft. More blood surged into it. I felt as if it would explode.
Slowly she started moving up and down, sucking on it as if on a straw, playing
her tongue around the head before she moved down the shaft and back up, each
time, pulling harder on me.
Licking my lips I swallowed as she stuck her tongue as far into my urethra as
she could. Not far by any means but enough to make me buck in her mouth.
Moving faster now, faster and pulling harder, her hand around my testicles,
squeezing them periodically I was sure I was cumming. I could feel it as it
started to move. She must have felt it some how as well.
Stopping, taking her mouth off my dick she squeezed.
I glanced down at her.
She stood and lifted the skirt the skirt she wore.
Before I could react her pussy was around my dick, hot and wet. Her hands
wrapped around my neck she began bouncing on me, fast and hard. Her breast
behind her blouse rubbed against my chest. Her breath against my neck. Her legs
against mine, her body slamming down on my dick, harder and faster, each time a
moan erupting from her throat as pleasure rushed through her.
I closed my eyes again.
She began rolling her waist. Her pussy was getting tighter and tighter but she
kept going faster and faster, he but slapping against my legs.
My hands free I began slapping her butt, squeezing the flesh, enjoying the
feeling of it. Slapping it and squeezing it each time she came down on me before
I moved my hands on her hips helping to pull her down harder each time, impaling
her on my shaft, enjoying the feeling of her pussy wrapped around my penis, the
soft flesh, so silky, so delicate. I was enjoying each gasp, each cry to rose
from her mouth when she came down on me and found that spot inside her that sent
her body trembling with passion as the climax approached her as it approached
me, my penis exploding inside of her.
I gasped as it contracted and I exploded again.
She was still coming down on my, taking my penis insider her tightening pussy,
until the very last contraction of my dick and it was her turn to gasp,
clutching me around the neck
I could feel her body shuddering, small tremors that increased and decreased in
intensity until they faded. So subtle they were I might not had noticed them if
she wasn't so still at the end, merely allowing herself to be filled with my
shrinking penis.
As she slipped off me and stood, smoothing her skirt, she smiled down at me.
"You didn't think that was the only package I was bringing did you."
I said nothing as she made her way to the door.
She left me on the chair still savoring the feeling of her body, her soft supple
skin so alive that even when she was long gone I could still feel it tingling on
me pleasuring me more.
With a smile I wondered when the next package was due.
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