Lonely night

[PhoenixPrime01]

PJ:

After you've asked for the second time you feel the vibrations of my laughter in your cunt and along your slit.

That's your only answer as I continue to drive you, force you higher and higher up the mountain of lust, lacivious need and sexual passion.

Lick, suck, bite and chew, finger fuck your tightest hole and drive finger tips into you over and over with those knuckle strikes to your buttock.

Now a bit of a change. Just a bit. A small sharp pain as you're prodded again. One that's immediately replaced by another stab and grind to send a lightening blot of pleasure racing the small pain through your body to explode together in your head.

As it ignites the stabbing, grinding finger reaches under you to pinch your hard, aching, throbbing clit. It's twisted and stretched, as much as your position on the pillow allows and my muffled shout of "CUMMMM ! Now !" into your cunt is met by your screams and cries.

 

[intriguess]

katrina

thoughts flitted through the back of my mind to be stored for later reflection, right now I was too caught up in his web of pleasure as he pushed me past what i thought was physically feasible. I was biting the pillow as the jolts went through me. Only one thought lingered, why was he living alone? My thoughts grew hazy as physical sensations over came my ability to think and once again I found myself floating and sinking at same time.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

PJ:

As you squirmed, jerked, twitched, writhed and sang you personal song of sexual passion and overwhelming lust as you orgasmed I wondered to myself if I could drive you to such heights of lust and passion that you'd 'black out' from neural overload as several others had in the past.

My mouth left your cunt when it's spasms died out, but the fingers remained deep in your ass. I slid down a bit and used an out flung leg to roll you onto your back and again spread your legs as widely as I could without straining you.

My mouth fastened on your clit this time. I sucked it hard, feeling it's hood being stripped back to completely bare it to my tongue.

As I used the tip to circle and rub your hard nub of deep pleasure and rub it's tip the fingers began to fuck your ass again and a finger tip stabbed a new spot on the front of your body to send yet another lightening bolt shooting through you.

 

[ozme52]

Matt

"YOW" I wake with a start.

'What a dream!' Full of images of dancing women!! Heh!

It's still dark out, but I can see the room by the moonlight streaming into the uncurtained windows.

'Oh!, I must have dreamed my furniture had arrived.'

Then I realize, I'm on an air matress and I don't own one. It all rushes back and I realize I must have been in the wrong apartment. And someone brought me home.

I can hear a party going on in the apartment next to me. And muffled voices in the other, and other noises that remind me of my dorm room days.

'Well, at least my neighbors are all enjoying themselves.'

I roll over but sleep doesn't come.

 

[jinnysub]

Simia

OOC:Simia is 48 and a virgin. Her entire life to this point has been lived at home, caring for aging parents, both newly deceased.

Her inheritance has left her well off, and she's moved to a new town, a new apartment, and expecting to live a new life. Hoping to live a new life.

While Simia is a virgin, her innocence is technical and her imagination has been ... working overtime.

Her knowledge of men, of coitus, of toys and almost everything but fingerplay is secondhand, through reading the romance novels that have kept her mind (and hands) busy for 35 years. The Internet is only a concept to her, one with which she is intrigued but with which she has no experience.

Her sole long-range goal in life from this point on is to experience those things with which her only acquaintance is secondhand.

Her first step along that road is to find someone who will appreciate her situation, value it, but fuck the hell out of her.

Description: Simia is 5'12". As a teenager in days when statuesque was a dirty word, when models were 5 feet tall, flat chested, and rail thin, the thought of even admitting to being 6' tall was something she avoided at all costs.

She's kept her athletic, but buxom, body over the years, almost inventing sports bras as she ran to keep in shape, and, frankly, to get her self out of a house of invalids.

She weighs over 180 pounds, but only ounces of the fat content on her body are in places not designed for female fat to be attractive.

Her only surrender to age has been the ability to ... jiggle ... a bit more where she used to ... bounce ...


After living in the apartment for a week, Simia is frustrated. Greatly. She's smiled at all her neighbors when meeting them in the halls; she's tried to engage them in conversation. In the laundry rooms, she's made a point of letting others see that her underthings are anything but granny panties.

But to this point, all she is experiencing is vicarious. The sounds of parties, the giggles, the moans, the screams come from everyone's apartment but hers.

She wants to spice up her life, but where's the key to the spice cabinet?

 

[intriguess]

Katrina

I wondered if it was possible to die from sex, my voice was growing hoarse from screaming, moaning, and now, I was just focusing on my breath even as my body was wracked with spasms of intense pleasure. At this point I didn't even care if he ever fucked me as I loved what he was doing to me now. Of course that was if I lasted to sex, the word seemed to short to encompass everything that had happened so far. The change over from the massage to the sexual caresses seemed carefully calculated. She felt as if she'd never been touched by any other man or woman before in her life.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Hello and welcome jinnysub. *S* I'm sure we'll meat *leer* soon and in the meantime there are a couple of others around.
One does hope that you're very bi, by the way, or at least very bi curious. *wicked lil grin*

An aside. A rt sub? A curious Dom wonders. *s

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

PJ:

'Now,' I think to myself. 'Now it's time for me to enjoy myself even more and see just how responsive Kat can be.'

My mouth releases your clit. It's longer and harder than it's ever been from the strong and constant suction pulling more and more blood into it.

The two fingers leave your ass for the first time in hours or days, you really don't know or care. You only care that you're empty.

With sinuous movements I slither up your sweat covered body. A pause lets me taste and enjoy first one nipple and then the other.

Each is bitten, sucked and licked. I even grip each with my teeth and lift my head using the nipple to lift the weight of each breast.

Sliding up again my mouth claims yours and my tongue invades yours to dance with your tounge... just as I drive my cock as deeply into your steaming and streaming cunt with one hard fast thrust of my hips. My cock head then grinds on your cervix, giving it a bit of stretching too.

I moan deeply into your mouth at all of the feelings as your cunt clenches and relaxes without your control, just because it's wanted and waited for this for so long.

 

[ozme52]

Matt -still restless

Well, if I can't sleep, and I can't, not with the noise, 'they must have built the walls of paper. Strange for a new building,' I might as well explore some of the other common areas.

I walk out of my apartment into the pool area, look around. A number of people in 'the suit's' apartment. I know Katrina is well occupied. I walk up to what looks like a service or utility closet door, try it, and enter a well lit hallway.

There's a light coming out from one of the several doors leading off of the hall.

"Laundry Room" 'Hmmm, someone's doing their wash.' I can hear a machine running. I wonder how many washers there are, not that I need to worry about that. Not until I acquire a new wardrobe.

I step in and trip over a basketful of laundry sitting right in front of the door.

 

[jinnysub]

Simia

"Sigh. Another Sunday night, another load of laundry."

"Big deal."

Simia went downstairs to get her load of light-colored clothes out of the washer and put them into the dryer. Looking around guiltily, she thought that maybe she could make a bigger deal out of the Sunday night than she had thought would happen, she hesitated, went to the door and clumsily propped a chair under the doorknob. Remembering days at home when she would ride the dryer simply for the vibrations, and the sensations it caused, she climbed up, scooched forward a bit, opened her legs moderately, and opened the current romance novel of choice.

 

[ozme52]

Matt - the laundry room

I start to pick myself up

"Who the hell............"

I realize I've got a pair of women's panties in one hand and a bra in the other.

The presumable owner is sitting on a dryer, book in hand, in one hand that is, leaning against the adjoining wall, feet also up on the dryer, legs..... very long legs, very very longs legs.... and running shorts. Loose running shorts. And a tight tank top.

There's a chair propped against the opposite door, I look over my shoulder and the door I just came through says "Furnace Room."

As I got up from my prone position, I grin.

"Hello."

 

[intriguess]

katrina

ummmmm, my ass was almost relieved to be left alone, especially when my pussy was filled by his cock, i could see why he was so talented at preparing me as his cock felt huge. My legs wrapped around him and my hands ran along his chest, it was as if my body had a mind of it's own as my back arched in pleasure more and more poured into my body. I was not sure how much more of this I could take as my tongue darted over my sweaty upper lip.

 

[jinnysub]

Simia

The romance novel was worthless. I'd read a couple chapters already, and nothing was happening in anybody's mind. Or life.

The dryer, on the other hand, was anything but worthless. It seemed to be just a bit unbalanced, and about every fifth or sixth rotation it gave a little extra shiver that I began to anticipate.

My breathing was becoming almost a pant, the shorts I had thrown on were beginning to bind a bit. My panties were definitely beginning to know that something was going on.

The regularity of the little extra shiver was just random enough that if it didn't come on the fifth rotation, my body would begin to respond, almost willing it to hit on the sixth, as I pressed myself a bit tighter to the top of the dryer.

After the shiver, I'd straighten up a bit, let the sensation fall, but each time I began to strain into the rhythm, waiting for the extra shiver, a bit earlier and more insistently.

The dryer at home had been good for foreplay, but this one seemed to be promising a finish that I had never experienced before.

At the sound of the door opening, I straightened up and saw a man with a pair of my panties in one hand and a bra in the other.



"Is it always this hot in here?"


I thought I had hidden my state of excitement quite well, breathing deeply, but the look on his face as he looked at my hips told another story. I realized that my body was still, though more imperceptibly, answering the call of the fifth, sixth, shiver. I leaned back in an attempt to disengage sensitive regions from contact with the pulsing dryer.

A bigger mistake. Loden green running shorts show moisture. By the look on the man's face, my shorts were telling a tale on me.

 

[ozme52]

Matt - the laundry room

As I take in the rest of the room, I realize that the chair against the door isn't the only chair in the room. Certainly no necessity to be sitting on the dryer.

And though it's a warm night and a warm room, she certainly wasn't sweating, not through just her shorts.

I step forward and offering up her bra and panties,

"These are yours I presume?" I continue forward until I am face to face with her. My thighs pressed against the dryer, leaving her the choice of sitting there with her legs agape, or putting them down, one to each side of me.

"Hi, I'm Matt."

 

[jinnysub]

Simia

"Ah, hi, Matt. I'm Simia."

"Just doing myself. I mean doing myself some laundry."

I squirm around so as to get my legs together, trying to bring them up so that I could sit on the side of my hip with them off to the side.

What with my state of excitement, with the presence of this man, and ... whatever ... I end up almost falling off the dryer.

 

[ozme52]

Matt meeting Simia

I feel a twinge of guilt. Simia, is clearly a bit flustered.

"I'm just doing myself." A freudian slip, except she had been doing herself here on top of the dryer.

And then she almost falls off the dryer as she tries to get her legs together. I catch her fall, one arm on her arm, the other on her torso. I can feel her ribcage under my fingers and the softness of the side of her breast against my thumb.

I step back to help her to her feet. But only leave enough room between myself and the dryer that she is pressed between me and it.

She comes right up to my eyes, which makes her 6 feet tall. And built like an amazon. I continue to hold onto her, as if to steady her, but it's because I don't want to let go. It had been a stimulating day and this woman is definitely stimulating me some more. I'm sure she can feel the evidence of that.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

PJ:

"Now sweet Kat," I say as my arms loop behind your legs and lift until they are beside my shoulders to open you nice and wide, "move with me. Move and we'll fuck ourselves into oblivion. Die the oriental 'Little Death' as we cum."

My hips began to move as I'd spoken softly into your ear, after giving it and your neck a lick and lil bite.

My cock pulled back very slowly until just the head stretched you open. I lowered my hips so the head would hit and rub across your g-spot then drove back into you again with a grunt and moan of pleasure as your wall were driven apart and gripped me so tightly.

"Mmmmm, Gods. Sooo hot, sooo wet, soo tight."

 

[intriguess]

Katrina

"Le petite morte," I murmur in french eyes locked on yours, feeling as if I'm able to see inside you as our bodies work together, moving hips and against and away in a pattern older than time itself. I had a vivid flash of the last time I had heard the phrase, little death and it pulled more sensations from my body than I knew possible. Locked in orgasm my body gripping his cock from the inside feeling the thickness swell and seem to caress every inch of my insides.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

PJ:

As we rode each other, as our grunts and moans and the liquid sound of fucking and it's scent filled the room completely, my fingers capture a dancing nipple and give it a squeeze and twist. Our movements pull on it as your breast dances and bounces.
At the same time my other hand curves around your thigh and 'stabs and grinds' into a spot high near your pussy lips.
And you scream and thrash as I nearly ravish you, physically demanding that you give more as your body spasms again and again and your cunt squeezes and milks me.

 

[jinnysub]

Simia

As I push past Matt, for the first time in my life I feel what I am sure is a male cock, fully engorged. Not like my father's as I tended him, limp and small.

My heart is beating quickly again, and I realize that this is my chance.

Sucking up my courage, I say...



"Matt. Would you like to help me get this laundry together and come up to my apartment for a cup of coffee?"

 

[intriguess]

Katrina

"You are a dragon," I murmur as we continue to fuck oblivious to anything else but the feel of skin and muscle and nerves. I wasn't sure how much more I could take as my body seemed on a continual high I felt like I was on a sexual roller coaster with no end in sight. The room was filled with our scent, and sweat, and sometime tomorrow I'd be doing laundry and changing the sheets and searching for my extra set as I finished unpacking. It hardly felt like Sunday night.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

PJ:

"Then give the Dragon your tight ass Kat. Reach down and spread your cheeks and offer that most private place to the Dragon's cock so he may have it too."

A double stab and grind on either side of your pussy lips and your mind explodes again as I pound into you relentlessly, hammering your cervix with every thrust and riding your g-spot again and again and again.

 

[Llyr]

Mark

"Ugh! Gotta get some air!" I exclaim as I open the sliding glass doors onto the terrace.

It's a perfect early-Fall night, still warm but with a hint of change in the breezes. I gaze down at the pool speculatively. "Better get some use out of it before the super closes it," I muse.

I hear laughter below me and see a couple begin to move across the courtyard. A man and a woman - he carrying a laundry basket. Apparently they live across from me, so I needn't worry about the music too much where they're concerned. As he stops to shift the load from one arm to the other I can see her touch his arm tentatively, then they both laugh and continue on.

"Maaaaaarrrrrrk!" someone bellows from inside my apartment. Picking up my glass of wine, I head back in wondering how I might tell Jack that his sister has hinted that she might just spend the night.

 

[ozme52]

Matt & Simia

'A cup of coffee?'

That's an offer I can't, don't want to refuse.

I bend and help gather up some of the clothing I spilled when I tripped over the basket. Hmmm, both panties and thongs, sports bras, lacy full and half bras. stockings, a garter? Hmmm some sort of teddie!

I guess I got lucky, no pants, blouses, skirts or socks, just underclothing and nightwear. Each piece I pick up, unfurl, and fold before putting it back into the basket. Clearly "inspecting" each as I do. Simia's face flushes a bit more as each item is put away.

"Okay, lead on!"

We close the "furnace room" door and put the chair back in place, I pick up the laundry basket and we exit through the front door of the laundry room. It opens into yet another common area I haven't seen and Simia leads me towards her apartment.

A yell of "Maaaaaarrrrrk!" comes across the courtyard and I notice that 'the suit' has been watching us. His party seems to be going strong.

My attention returns to Simia's swaying hips as she leads me towards her apartment. I'm really looking forward to "that coffee."

 

[intriguess]

Katrina

If she weren't more than half gone his words would be funny. "I can't," she whispered her eyes telling the truth behind the words. She wondered for a split second if there was something wrong with cunts, after all so many men ached for a stab in the ass. She at least had a good reason not to go there. His touch earlier had been nice, but unnecessary. She hoped he understood and wasn't dissapointed as her body continued rippling around him clenching him.