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Originally Posted by
tinglerz
Great story TS!! Personally i like your story with irene..always so steamy! Especially the one where you creampied her twice in a day
Btw just a suggestion..maybe can show some pic of the outfit that were worn by them during the deed, it will be awesome hehe
Thank you for your support. In fact, I have considered uploading images of women or underwear which bear a resemblance to Susan or Irene and their underwear, but have not found any which are close enough. That is why I didn’t post any.
Great suggestion though!
…… I looked back up at Irene again and she was smiling widely at me, as if proud to show me my first G-string sighting.
Irene: Do you like it, sweetie? Does it look good on me?
I looked back down to that skimpy piece of undergarment. My hand instinctively reached for the small piece of sexy fabric covering her love hole, and caressed the outside. Irene just watched me as I did so. It was silky smooth to the touch.
Irene’s hand soon joined mine at her crotch, but instead of joining the caressing, she slid her middle finger under her panties, and in one smooth motion, pulled it to the side. I was expecting to see her love bush, but there was none! She was clean-shaven just like the last time!!
Irene: Continue touching me, sweetie…
My hand went from touching the fabric to caressing her sweet pussy mound. It was fabulous! So smooth… so tender… and moist… Irene started moaning softly, is a whispery way.
My middle finger found the entrance to her love hole without much probing. I was thinking if I could enter….
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Originally Posted by
tinglerz
Great story TS!! Personally i like your story with irene..always so steamy! Especially the one where you creampied her twice in a day
Btw just a suggestion..maybe can show some pic of the outfit that were worn by them during the deed, it will be awesome hehe
Imagine this spaghetti top, but in white colour, with a pink bra underneath. This is one of the closest I can find so far.
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Originally Posted by
tinglerz
Great story TS!! Personally i like your story with irene..always so steamy! Especially the one where you creampied her twice in a day
Btw just a suggestion..maybe can show some pic of the outfit that were worn by them during the deed, it will be awesome hehe
Irene’s pink bra would be like this, but without the white floral designs on the cups. Also, her panties are of course a G-string instead.
I positioned my middle finger at the entrance of Irene’s love hole and started probing at it. At the same time, I looked up to see if there was any reaction from her. Irene’s eyes opened and she peered down at me, as if reading the signal which I was sending, and smiled at me. In a soft whisper, which was more a mouthing of the words than actually saying it:
Irene: Go on in…
I reacted almost immediately, and with the entrance so soft and moist, my finger slipped right into Irene. I tried to control the speed at which I entered, not wanting to cause any pain or discomfort to this queen I was servicing. She let out a slightly louder moan; I went all the way inside, and withdrew slowly, ready for the next motion into her. I gradually picked up in speed and soon was fingering her at a steady speed, my finger becoming more and more slippery with each thrust. Irene was clearly enjoying it, and so was I! It was a totally different but exciting experience for me, and the look on Irene’s face made it even more so. And to think that I was still fully clothed!! What the hell!
Irene: Baby, put in another finger… Use two…
I was a bit shocked at her request, as I thought that would surely hurt! But since she had requested it, who was I to say ’no’… so I slowly inserted my ring finger along with the middle for my next thrust, and that resulted in a louder moan. It was a tighter fit in there as well.
Me: Does it hurt? I can stop if it…
Irene: No… no…. it’s good, on good. I like it… Oh my god…
Feeling assured, I sped up again to achieve the same fingering speed as before. Just then, there was a sudden uncontrollable urge in me to get more aggressive in my fingering, and so I started to do it more roughly, jamming my fingers all the way inside her on my way in. There was even a faint sloppy sound with each thrust, accompanied by Irene’s high-pitched squeals of delight!!
Irene was clearly enjoying herself, judging by the squealing and moaning, plus the look on her face. At the same time, I could feel my erection just waiting to burst out from the confinements of my underwear and pants. But the moment was too precious to be interrupted - right there in the middle of Susan’s living room, in the middle of a hot weekday afternoon. Everything was perfect; it could hardly get any better, and then…
Irene: Oooohh…. oh my god….! Take off my panties, honey…
It was about time she said that, because her G-string, skimpy as it was, was still getting in the way, just pulled to the side like that. But then again, I did not want to stop my finger-fucking of Irene!
So while still maintaining my vigorous thrusts into her, I used my other hand to pull down the waistband on one side and then the other, in an alternating fashion until it was closer to her knees. But her legs being spread apart kneeling on either side of mine meant that her panties got stretched more and more as it got lower and lower. And when it did reach the bottom, Irene had to lift one leg at a time, so that I could slip it backwards and out from under her. This caused a slightly awkward and clumsy situation where she had to balance herself, and as a result, ended up leaning forward, with her chest pushed tight against my face!! There was still breathing room though, as her breasts were small. If it was Susan, I might have suffocated. And to add to this complexity, I was still furiously fingering Irene’s pussy Without interrupting that, her G-string ended up hanging from my forearm after taking it off from her.
Irene: Ah…oh…. much better! And now for the best part…
And with that, she gently held my hand and slowed down the rhythm of my thrusts, until it came to a complete halt, but with my fingers still inside her. She closed her eyes, seemingly to savour the moment, then slipped my hand out slowly. My fingers were wet with her love juice; she saw me studying them.
Irene: Go ahead and taste it, honey…
I looked at her dumbly.
Irene: Do it for me, baby? Tell me if you like it.
I was feeling really curious, and obviously very turned on. My fingers inched slowly towards my mouth…
Let me know if you would like to hear more about Irene or Susan, and I will ‘arrange’ accordingly.
Thank you all for your support!
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Originally Posted by
susansloverboy
Let me know if you would like to hear more about Irene or Susan, and I will ‘arrange’ accordingly.
Thank you all for your support!
Just for comparison, Susan’s figure is more like the model in this pic.
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Originally Posted by
tinglerz
Nice bro! How about Irene figure?
Irene’s figure was more like the model with the black spaghetti top I posted earlier. But not as young of course.
Instead of tasting my fingers at the tips, I slipped both fingers deep inside my mouth and sucked off her love juices entirely. I knew she was watching and it was now my turn to tease her. The look on her face said it all - she was turned on when she saw how much I enjoyed tasting her juice. I looked back at her, right into her eyes, trying to be as seductive as I could. My fingers were still in my mouth.
Irene: You like it, honey?
Without removing my fingers…
Me: Mmm…hhmmm…
I followed by nodding my head and smiling and sucking hard on my own fingers. Irene was indeed turned on even more! I decided to up the ante:
Me: I want to taste more… but down there…
There was a hint of pleasant surprise on Irene’s face, but that turned into a broad, cheeky smile soon after. Without saying a word, she put her hands on my shoulders for support, and stood up right there on the sofa - standing over me. Her feet were still on either sides of my thighs, and in that position, her dripping wet love mound was barely inches from my mouth. I even caught a faint scent from that lovely part of her.
Irene looked down on me, like a dominant mistress looking down at her slave, which I suspect whom I was at the moment. I closed the gap swiftly and without even pausing, started to savour her below - sucking, licking , munching on that sexy, delicate dish. My hands were clasped onto her butt cheeks for support.
There was a slight tremble from Irene, and her moaning started again…