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Is it the excitement why I woke up at six in the morning? Probably, because today is the day when I have the big appearance with my sexy outfit. Despite all the attempts on my companion, I managed to keep my outfit secret for the Fife Blanche, despite all the attempts on my accompaniment. And after my friend can only come to me this afternoon for professional reasons, this will succeed until when we make our way to the festival.
After I can’t sleep anyway, I decide to get up. My first way leads me into the bathroom and look at me in the mirror. My hair is still a little messed up from the night. I comb them and tie them together into a pony. Then I go to the changing room and get my outfit out of the closet for today. I go to the big mirror and stop it in front of my bare body. As I feel the delicate fabric on my bare skin, I notice that I almost forgot how well the outfit feels on the body.
I look at a little more in the mirror until I open the things the couch add and the sandals. Then I go into the living room, where I take a look out of the window. Looks like this, so whether the weather will fit perfectly today – the sun is shining, no cloud clouds the sky and the temperatures are too Summer just. I open the door to the loggia and go out to enjoy the fresh morning air.
The sun shines on my bare skin, which has gotten goose bumps from the cool morning air. After I have made a coffee, I get a warming bubble bath. So that I can get the relaxation that I missed through my loneliness tonight, I go while the water is running into the tub bedroom, To my night box by being alone for that hours and taking my favorite dildo into the bathroom.
I lie down in the tub, turn the water off and close my eyes around me to add my erotic fantasies. I dream of how I become tenderly caressed and at the same time spread my body with my hands. My hands explore my whole body and caresses of my intimate areas particularly. I feel how my breasts are becoming more and more sensitive and my clitoris are increasingly reacting to my touch. As I really sunk in my dream, I use mine Dildo and let it strip down on my body.
At the approach of my labia, I lead him between my legs around him then gently insert me into my reception vagina. Slowly I let it slide into myself – keep going until I can just keep it at the end and the deeper into me, the louder I have to groan. With every gentle movement I escape a groan that I can no longer control. As in a trance, my hand leads the dildo in me – sometimes gentle, circular movements, sometimes it moves away and penetrates deeper again.
I enjoy the movements as you let my whole body flow through with beautiful feelings. My hands work like remote controlled and cannot be distracted as my body begins to tremble slowly. They keep moving the joy donor without reacting that the body begins to tremble more and more violently and my moan is getting louder and louder. Only when the whole body always begins to tremble and quake, the movements of the dildo become slower, but without leaving me.
Still he fills me completely and will be during mine orgasm pressed together more and more from my vagina. Only when the orgasm slowly subsides somewhat I get control of my hands and slowly let the dildo slide out of my vagina. Every centimeter, because it moves out of me still trembles in me and lets me groan. After the dildo has left me, I put it aside. I let myself be relaxed and enjoy the moment of relaxation after orgasm while I go back to my dreams.
When the water slowly gets cold, I get out of the water and dry myself. In the meantime, the temperature has risen outside, so I can make it comfortable with a book in the hammock on my loggia where the sun shines and warms my bare skin. I use the time alone to devote myself to a book again. After a while suddenly rings the door. I joyfully think that my friend comes a little earlier when he announced to me yesterday.
So I go naked as I am to the door to open it. But so I open the door briefly, because it was not my friend but the parcel service that was wrong at the door. I also don’t know who was more frightened at the moment, he or me, because he was also surprised to see someone naked at the door. I quickly hide a little behind the door and both of us escape a somewhat embarrassed smile.
I apologize and told him that I expected someone to others, what he answered with the words that he thought that he thought. Slowly, a little stuttering, he asks above he is right here. He points to the recipient of package and I have to get out of my cover to be able to read it. At that moment he couldn’t help but look at me a little shyly – I can’t blame him either.
When I read the name, I tell him that the apartment is one stick higher. Then he thanked and apologized again. I replace him that he can’t do anything for it and it’s already okay. Then we verse ourselves and I close the door again. Something else has the fright in the limbs, I go back to my hammock and indulge in my reading again. After a while the doorbell rings again.
I am a bit scared because I fell asleep and it was already two in the afternoon. Although this time I am convinced that it is my friend, I am a little more careful and look through the door spy first. It is Thomas and I quickly open the door for him. We warmly greet each other and he is happy about this beautiful reception, with all my nudity. He comes in to the apartment, we kiss first and I tell him how much he already missed him.
So much so that I even opened the door to the package messenger prematurely. Then he puts his things into the bathroom and makes himself a little fresh. How he comes back, he tells me with a smile on my face that he saw that I have already made a few nice moments. I answer him with a smile and tell him that I also have something left for him. I go to him and look deep into his eyes.
Grip on his belt with my hand, open the buckle and his pants. Slowly I crouched to pull his pants down. A large bump can be seen on his underpants and how I pull it down, jump his limb towards me. I move my head onto the plump acorn and caress you with my lips. I already feel the first droplets of pleasure that I take up with my lips.
I gently let my tongue play around the oak before I let the penis penetrate into my mouth. Again and again I let my lips slide over his glans and play my tongue around at the top. He seems to enjoy it because I already perceive his deep breathing and a quiet moan from him. Now I push the oak between my palate and the tongue back and forth, which triggers with him by louder moaning.
I notice how he approaches an orgasm and I take the penis back a little, so I caress more with my lips. Shortly afterwards I feel a twitch and a first gush of his sperm discharges in my mouth and wet the palate. Shortly afterwards a second follows, which extends to the throat. My lips and tongue continue gently until a third gush is discharged in my mouth.
I enjoy the bewitching taste of his love juice that wettes my entire mouth. I notice how the tension goes back in his penis and suck the last rest from his glans until I get out of my mouth again. As I get up with my mouth, I realize how something from his sperm has penetrated from my corner of my mouth. Standing in front of him and looking deeply into his eyes, I wipe the sperm from the corner of the mouth with a finger and swallow everything with a deep sip.
We smile and he gives me a deep kiss. He climbs out of his pants and then we sit on the couch in the living room. I cuddle my naked body very closely on his, whereupon he whispered in my ear, how much he longed for me – after my hot lips, my cheeky tongue, my hot body – just after me. He kept stroking my body, my shoulder, gently over my breasts, my belly button, up to my thighs.
I close my eyes and just enjoy his touch. From my thigh he moves his hands slowly inwards and then further up until he finally reaches my pleasure center. I gently feel his fingers as you play on my very excited clitoris. He breathes into my ear, as he is surprised again and again when he touches me as moist a woman can become. I whisper to him that this is also up to him and I enjoy it when I feel my moisture.
And how he will be happy about what is still expected in today. But before that I want to feel it in myself, even if I know that my moisture for the whole evening will be even stronger. He replies to me that he is already curious and will be happy to fulfill my wish. He briefly plays with his fingers on my pleasure center before he straightens up – his best piece has already done it! Slowly he moves over me and leads his penis towards my pleasure center.
First I feel the touch of my hairless shame, how his wet acorn searches for the way between my legs, in the direction of my hot labia. Before that, she circles on my clitoris, which I enjoy happily with a tentative groan. Not long, and I already feel his glans as they penetrate between my hot and very damp labia. Already at the first penetration I make myself even closer than I am, so that he has to increase his pressure and the penetration into me feels very intense.
Very slowly it penetrates deeper and deeper into me with slightly rotating pelvis. Again and again I have to groan that increases with increasing depth until I finally feel it entirely in me. He increases the pace of his movements and I get as tight as I can. His moans are getting louder and more and more violent until after a short time I feel trembling in me and losing control over me.
My moaning we are louder and louder, almost a scream for redemption. While a huge orgasm comes over me, he continues his movements unstoppably until I finally perceive his pulsation in me and he comes violently in me. His movements are now short bumps where his love juice pours in me. Three or four bumps until he finally drains out of me. His penis stays in me for a while. Until he finally slapped.
How he finally loosens from me you hear a slight smacking of our love juices. I tenderly adapt his exhausted penis. He feels very wet and soft and I feel like licking clean. How I want to bend down to his penis with my head, he demands me to turn my butt on him so that we can come into the 69 position. So I bend over his penis and with pleasure lick the traces of our lovemaking while with his tongue he loved my still very sensitive clitoris.
Again and again I also feel a slight penetration of his tongue between my labia. After ending our game after a few minutes, we snuggle up again and kiss. He whispers in my ear how much he missed that all week and could now enjoy it to the fullest. For a while we stay together until it finally gets time for the Fete Blanche to get us ready.
Thomas is already very excited about my outfit, but I don’t allow him to watch me dress. Before I put on, however, I wash the remains of our lovemaking from me, because I will probably be moist enough this evening. After that I go the changing room, where I have justified everything in the morning. I am in my pants very quickly and she feels incredibly good, so on my bare skin.
As I put on the blazer, I think more that it allows a lot of insights and get slight doubts that I quickly ignore. Finally, the sandals complete the picture. Before I leave the room, I take a look at the big mirror and admire myself – looks really sexy and daring. After leaving the dressing room, I go to the bathroom where Thomas puts on his outfit.
A white trousers with a white shirt – and in contrast to me, a white underpants. How I stand in front of him and he takes the first look at me, his eyes stop him. He looks at me great and just says WoW. He looks closely at me and goes around me. Then he asks what I wear underneath because he can’t see anything. I answer that that he sees everything I am wearing and smile at him a little cheeky.
Slowly he nourishes himself and whispers in my ear how sharp it looks. He briefly marveled at me and then says that we really have to go now. He calls us a taxi that brings us to the festival a short time later. When we arrive there are many people there. Already we arrive noted how moisture spreads between my legs. That gives me a special kick and somehow all doubts are forgotten.
Also because I see many other women who are also a bit more daring. I notice how many admire my outfit and make me a nice smile. We already know a few other guests and with them we quickly get into conversation about this and that. I get nice compliments from some. Some women even ask me where I got the outfit from, because it is pretty sexy. The later the evening will be the more the compliments and I am very moist between my legs, although I try to “dry” a bit with every toilet visit.
But I am so excited that I am quickly wet again. So the evening ends at the celebration and we take a taxi back to my apartment. How we go in, Thomas tells me that he liked it very much, as I am as I am as I am. I answer him that I also liked it, despite, or maybe precisely because I was so excited and wet all evening.
He looks at me mild and asks me really? I just go in his ear that he can control and move towards the bedroom, where I lie down on the bed right away. He follows me and how he lies next to me, he begins to explore my body. Open the blazer to me and stroke me over my excited breast tips. His mouth moves towards my neck, butt the ears. Then he whispers that this is very promising and starts kissing me there.
He knows how insane it makes me when I’m kissed there. His hand continues to the approach of my pants, and pushes her in a little that he can just achieve the approach of my labia. He comments on my wet in his pants very quietly and how beautiful it fills up. After I think he doesn’t know how to open the pants, I open the zipper on the edge with one hand. He acknowledges that with a slight smile that he now also knows how to open my piece of jewelry.
With more space for his hand, he begins to massage my strongly excited clitoris. I have to groan again and again. For a while I enjoy it until I tell him that I will free myself all. Then he lets me off and lie back on the back, so that he can watch me first, as I first pull out the balzer, my shoes and then my pants slowly and lasciviously. Then I go to him and say that now he’s on it.
I open his shirt and slowly pull it off. Then I continue to his pants, where I first open the belt and then my buttons. This already hides a large bump that suggests that his excitement must be as large as mine. I take off his pants (he already moved out the shoes in the cloakroom), together with the underpants, where his strongly excited penis jumps towards me. When I pull down, I briefly kisses his wet acorn that he answered with a short twitch.
Then I take off his pants completely and move back. This time I let my lips slide over the wet acorn and play my tongue in my mouth. For a while I enjoy the taste of his excitement until I let go of it and move my pelvis up and I settle on his excited member. Slowly I settle on him and his penis penetrates deeper and deeper into my wet vagina.
I let my pelvis circle slightly and we both have to groan almost synchronously. Very gently and like in slow motion I ride on him and keep looking deep into his eyes, where I can clearly see. How much he enjoys this, as I enjoy, to feel his member deep inside me. As I realize with myself that it is already easy to tremble, I let him off. I turn around and kneel on the bed.
Without words we get along and he straightens up, kneels behind me, between my lower legs, onto the bed. Then he leaves his penis past mine rosette slide to the labia. With a small support of his hands, he introduces me to his member from behind into my vagina. Due to the angle, it presses on my particularly sensitive front of my vagina, which I have to groan a little louder. Although I usually like it very tender, he knows when I stretch my buttocks that it can be a little more violent.
With increasing bumps, he presses his penis into my vagina which I have to groan on what I have to groan on. In this position it doesn’t take long for an orgasm to come to me. My moan is getting louder and louder, my twitches are increasingly violent and it does not let go of me. Until he suddenly ended his pushing and there are only slight movements. Then I also feel a twitch of his penis in myself and how he discharges in me with several sperm flakes.
With every sperm spell, he presses his limb firmly into me – three times, … four times – until he drains out of me and can fall backwards. How I turn to him, I feel how his sperm flows out of my vagina over the thighs on me. I bend over him, over his sagging penis, where I suck him out and lick it clean. Then I lie down next to him, cover us and cuddle me very closely to him.
Shortly afterwards we fall asleep and satisfied. As I wake up the next day, it’s already light outside and we are still closely together. Thomas is already awake and wishes me a good morning how I open my eyes. We look at each other and give ourselves a kiss. I ask him how long he can stay with me today. He says that he still has time until noon, but then has to go back to the train station because he will continue to work away next week.
But he also adds that we still have enough time and be able to sweeten the morning. I smile and he straightens up, slowly pulls the blanket from our bodies and kisses me on my breasts. Wander down with his kisses, to the navel and on, to my hairless shame. With one hand he almost almost spread my thighs around my legs and continues his caresses on my clitoris.
He gently lets his tongue play on my little pearl, which I elicit a slight groan. He continues his game and gently sucks on my labia until I finally feel his tongue as they make a path through the labia into my wet vagina. For me it is very good to feel the movements of his tongue and in me. Slowly he moves up with his tongue and kneels between my legs.
He kisses me and our tongues dance together as I feel his penis looking for a way between my legs. Due to my moisture and his lust pearls, his penis glides gently into my tight vagina, which literally devours him. I can’t describe the feeling of how nice it is to feel it. The movements in me, in a very slow rhythm, so that you don’t get to the climax. It seems to me endlessly and I also wish that this never ends.
Again and again we kiss intigantly and his movements stop briefly until it continues. Then finally he gets a little faster and bumps a little more violently, so I have to moan louder and louder. And again and again he lets his hard link slide out of me to penetrate me again until I am about to be orgasm, whereupon he drains into it. I am extremely excited as he removed his penis from my vagina.
Whereupon I greedily fed up with our love juices very wet limb and tenderly caressed with my lips and tongue. Not long and I feel how it groanes and his penis begins to twitch, whereupon a warm gush pours in my mouth. I greedily devour everything that pours out of his penis until nothing comes. While he feels a relief, my excitement has become even stronger, which he realizes about how my hands massage my little pearl and I think of it in bed with lust until I bring myself to a violent orgasm.
We lie side by side exhausted. With a slight smile he sees me and tells me how incredible I am and how good my lips and tongue feel and how he likes it when I satisfy myself. I kiss him and whisper in his ear how happy he makes me when I can feel him with all my senses. We cuddle with each other for a while until he finally has to make himself ready to go again.
Together we still go into the shower and wash each other, whereby we get very hot again. His member has grown to a considerable size again, which makes me particularly tingling and I ask him to take it. He turns me to the shower wall, where I have to stand on my toe because of our size difference and he leads his penis between my buttocks, where he finds his way into my vagina. Due to our position on each other, his penis rubs very strongly to my very sensitive areas in my vagina, which quickly gets me into ecstasy.
After just a few movements, I lose control of me with a loud moan. He can withstand it for longer and so he doesn’t know any mercy. His movements feel so nice and drive me crazy until they finally slower. I feel how his movement turns into pulsation and a warm gush in my vagina spreads out. In doing so, he keeps pressing his limb into me, so that I always fill my member completely.
After this lovemade have a shower we’re still ready and dry ourselves. He puts on his things and still packs everything together while I just overtake a bathrobe and prepare a coffee to us. Together we sit down at the table and take a close look while we drink our coffee. Finally the moment comes when Thomas leaves me again with the view that we will see each other again next week on Friday.
He thanks for the beautiful hours that I reply with a kiss and then we say goodbye. I still look him until he disappears in the elevator before I make myself comfortable in my apartment and dream of the last nice hours.
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