My wife on the day we met
When I met her, Claire was a handsome slightly chubby 26 year old girl with a great sense of humor and a beautiful smile and she had the kind of boobs you can't get off your mind. Fortunately, she wasn't very long to let me touch what I had been thinking about all through that first evening. When I dropped her home, she let me kiss her in the car and get my hands all over her enormous tits. She seemed to be very used to that kind of situation and invited me soon enough to "come up and have a last cup of coffee". I followed her with a big hard on and no other intention than to get laid with this girl I hardly knew. Today, she is 43 and she became my wife but she remained the easy lover I met and countless men have fucked her since then.
But let's come back to our first "cup of coffee" in her small apartment. In fact it wasn't coffee but a double whisky. We kissed again and she let me strip her heavy hangers. I put my face between them as if I wanted to drown in that soft and warm flesh. Her nipples were large and hard and she started panting when I sucked them. Then she gave me head with such skills that I understood she must have sucked dozens and dozens of cocks before mine (I learned later that it was even more than I thought).
The way she licked me with the tip of her tongue and then all of a sudden went down on the whole length of my cock and up to my balls. The way she expertly kept me on the edge coming and then from nowhere produced a condom that she quickly put on me. The way she got me inside her dripping hairy cunt before I could understand how it had happened. All this got me confused and I started wandering if she was a hooker who intended to charge me something afterwards.
She was now on all fours and I was pounding her hard. She was so noisy that, for a moment, I wandered if she was faking but it did sound genuine. Then I concentrated on the feeling of her big tits hanging and dancing rhythmically then I looked at her large bubble butt and saw her asshole opening slightly every time I invaded her cunt and before I knew it, I came like a madman.
I didn' know it yet, but I was already falling in love with her.
To be continued
But let's come back to our first "cup of coffee" in her small apartment. In fact it wasn't coffee but a double whisky. We kissed again and she let me strip her heavy hangers. I put my face between them as if I wanted to drown in that soft and warm flesh. Her nipples were large and hard and she started panting when I sucked them. Then she gave me head with such skills that I understood she must have sucked dozens and dozens of cocks before mine (I learned later that it was even more than I thought).
The way she licked me with the tip of her tongue and then all of a sudden went down on the whole length of my cock and up to my balls. The way she expertly kept me on the edge coming and then from nowhere produced a condom that she quickly put on me. The way she got me inside her dripping hairy cunt before I could understand how it had happened. All this got me confused and I started wandering if she was a hooker who intended to charge me something afterwards.
She was now on all fours and I was pounding her hard. She was so noisy that, for a moment, I wandered if she was faking but it did sound genuine. Then I concentrated on the feeling of her big tits hanging and dancing rhythmically then I looked at her large bubble butt and saw her asshole opening slightly every time I invaded her cunt and before I knew it, I came like a madman.
I didn' know it yet, but I was already falling in love with her.
To be continued
12 年 前
I'd like to have her over me while you pound her from behind