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| Dec 28, 2007 @ 8:06 PM |
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aldo667
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As way of an introduction how about a little story....?
This is also entered as a blog entry. Hope the duplication is OK!
I'd known her for about a year, at work. We'd been on the same shift, different departments, but we used to take our breaks at the same time in a group of about 10. We all used to enjoy some good banter and, of course, plenty of ribald flirting.
Martha was a few years younger than me (early twenties), below average height, with short, bobbed, dark brown hair which framed and attractive kindly face. She was a little heavyset, but this was translated into a very curvy body, with full breasts and rounded hips.
She casually mentioned one lunch break that she was learning to play guitar, I mentioned that I used to play guitar a lot, and if she needed any help to let me know. Immediately, she seemed interested. We quickly arranged for her to come round, and get me to look at her guitar and show her a few chords. Of course this brought much innuendo from out colleagues, plenty of jokes about me twanging her G string, fingering her frets and so forth.... We all laughed along.
I must admit, however, I thought that if the chance presented itself it was one I would not let slip.....
The day duly arrived and so did Martha, wearing a sweater. A sweater about a size to tight... Goddam if there's one thing sends me weak at the knees, it's that. I'm sure she caught me glancing at her chest as it wobbled about under the woollen top, but I managed to hold it together as I showed her into the living room, and the twin guitar amps I had set up in there.
We got set up, and then as I was leaning over to show her a chord, our faces close, I noticed she held my gaze a little longer than normal, and I could sense her head moving towards mine slightly. I looked into her eyes and the signs were unmistakable.
Within seconds we were in a passionate kiss.
My arms pulled her towards me the guitar briefly getting in the way (and making some rare noises!) until it was set aside. She pushed me away, at first I was disappointed fearing she was going to bring proceedings to a premature end, however I should not have worried. She held my gaze with such a naughty glint in her eye, I could feel my cock twitching in my pants, then she reached down an pulled her sweater up over her head, exposing a bra that was more work of art than practical underwear. Obviously this was something she had in mind as well, rather than an 'accident'. I couldn't help lick my lips, and she laughed out loud – frankly at this stage I must have looked like hungry wolf contemplating a rabbit....
She was still sniggering as she reached round and unclasped her bra... My God she looked fantastic, her breasts every bit as shapely as I had imagined them a thousand times during our lunch breaks. Her nipples were dark and generous, and pointed at a jaunty angles, swinging seductively as she moved.
And move she did. Towards me. Putting her hands on my shoulders and pinning me to the chair as she straddled me dangling those beautiful puppies right in front of my face. Well it would have been rude not to use my mouth on them wouldn't it? I leaned forward and ran my tongue over the aureola around her right nipple, feeling the nipple harden under my attention. She let out a soft moan and rolled her head backwards. God she looked so hot, by this stage my cock was straining against my trousers uncomfortably, but I was pinned down and couldn't squirm out of the way. I did, somehow, manage to bring a free hand up to massage her left breast as my mouth and tongue continued on the other. It felt like I must have been in some dream...
I was soon snapped out of it by her moving away, clambering off me.
Again I was initially fearful she was pulling away but again I was overjoyed as she kneeled down in front of me, twisted open the button on my jeans and slowly pulled down the zip on my jeans. At this stage I was as hard as diamond, and the naughty grin on Martha's face grew larger as she extracted my cock with her hand. With her hand working my glistening cock up and down it was my turn to laugh as she licked her lips. She glanced up smiling before taking my cock into her mouth, her hand working the shaft up and down while her tongue swirled around my head.
Jesus, at this rate I wouldn't last 3 minutes.....
My head rocked back and I heard myself moan as I ran my fingers through her hair. I had to slow things down otherwise my dream scenario was going to be a lot shorter than I had hoped for! I gently moved away from her, and lifted her up and carried her to the couch, it was my turn to unbutton her jeans and pulling them and her panties down. I gently spread her legs slightly apart to allow my head access, then used my fingers to trace along the inside of her thigh. I grinned up at her, making eye contact, as she smiled down, lust and expectation in her eyes. I followed my finger down and kissed the inside of her thigh. Small light kisses using my tongue to touch the skin underneath, keeping all my caresses light. I slowly traced my kisses along the inside of her thigh, moving towards her pussy, slowly. I could sense her squirming under my caresses. As I reached her pussy I kept kissing and moving right across it it, making sure to brush past her clit as I moved across to the other thigh. As I kissed her other thigh I moved my hand up and ran my middle finger v
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| Dec 29, 2007 @ 4:53 AM |
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aldo667
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middle finger very, very lightly up and down her pussy lips. Again I could her her moans of approval. My kisses started to move back towards her pussy as my fingers increased their pressure, now running up and down between her lips, starting to feel the first traces of moisture....
My kisses reach her pussy, as I begin use my tongue to taste her. I swear there is no greater turn on for me than tasting a woman. It feels so sensual, so arousing and so intimate. The subtle differences, the heat, the musk. God I'm getting hard just thinking about it now!
I can see how swollen her pussy looks. It is obvious she is very turned on and her wetness and moaning as my tongue explores her confirms this. Again, I use my tongue just to flick the hood and skin surrounding her clit, trying not to touch it directly. By this stage Martha is bucking her hips forwards trying to press herself against me, but I hold back, teasing and provoking. I hear her begging me please,and, to be honest, I can't hold back myself any longer either. I move my tongue up along her lips and onto the hood of her clit. My tongue explores around, over and underneath, flicking insistently as her moaning grows louder and her breathing quickens.
I move my mouth to encircle her clit, and, gently sucking, draw it into my mouth and use my tongue to flick as quickly as I can mange back and forth. As I slide two fingers into Martha's pussy it's obvious (even to me!) she not far away from an orgasm. Her cries of “Don't stop Oh God”, are getting louder, as, just before her body shudders, arching backwards and her cries blend into one long vowel.
She gently pushed my head backwards, away from her pussy as she fought to get her breathing under control. I looked up, smiling, at her flushed, wide eyed face.
“Wow, some guitar lesson” she managed to get out between breaths.
My grin widened.
“Yes I do try to make it memorable” I replied, “I do hope you were paying special attention to my fingering....”.
That's not all that happened that day, but it will do for a start. If you folks like it let me know and I'll write the second half.
Don't be afraid to mail me (ladies ideally!),
All the best
Al
As has been pointed out the story was cut short. Alas I didn't save it locally to the computer, so I had to re-write the ending.... 
Grrrr.
Still it#s all there now!
Al
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| Dec 30, 2007 @ 5:54 PM |
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buttandthighs
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I had a guitar player... dont want another one. 
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| Dec 30, 2007 @ 8:36 PM |
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aldo667
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No more guitar players? But what about our strong fingers. Our natural vibrato?
Ah well! I take it you didn't like the story?
Anyhow, thanks for the comment
Al
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| Mar 2 @ 6:02 PM |
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buttandthighs
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Yeah, you're right .. he did have a good touch.
But I like it rough as well
just for play 
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