The Mysterious Traveler IV
After breakfast, Lucy grabbed her cosmetic case from the bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up. As she took care of things there, Brian slipped into the room, closing the door while he changed his underwear and put on a clean shirt. He hadn’t slept well at all the last night. Part of it had been the uncomfortable couch in the tv room, but most likely it was that a leggy blonde had visited his dreams. He’d awakened with an erection of nearly amazing proportions. It had taken all of his control to prevent another incident when he’d met her at breakfast. She was incredibly attractive, and he felt himself drawn to her like a moth to a flame. Dangerous.. he’d said. Yeah, that and some. She was a knockout. He caught the faint fragrance of her perfume lingering from her presence the night before.
He stood in the room now, searching through his suitcase for a pair of khaki slacks. As he slid the suitcase up onto his unmade bed, something yellow over near the wall caught his eyes, buried beneath the covers. As he slid the bedclothes back, he spied the panties that Lucy had planted there. They were yellow satin, with a dainty lace panel across the front in a v-shape. He felt his pulse begin to race as he realized that this was not some mistake. She’d put them there. He felt his briefs suddenly tighten as the eager erection returned. Slowly he reached and retrieved her panties. The sweet scent of her womanhood met his senses. They were damp. More than damp, a clearish milky sheen coated the upturned crotch, as if she’d left them there deliberately to tempt him. He felt his bulge increase, throbbing harder as he raised her damp dainties to his nose. This was more than he’d ever imagined. And then he closed his eyes and inhaled her ambrosia, aware again that he’d smelled it before, and not just on her fingers at breakfast. With his right hand, he freed his cock, and then raised the crotch of her panties to his mouth. His breath caught as his tongue slipped out, tasting her.
Then the hair on the back of his neck stood up, and a quiet squeak from the door hinge made his pulse race even faster. A sudden stirring of the air at his back told him that he was no longer alone, that and the hiss of her breath as she stood in the doorway behind him. Lucy stepped into the room, and leaned against the door, pulling the door closed with a click behind her. He stood facing the bed, caught with her panties held against his nose. Her eyes went from his reddening face, to his bulging cock, and then back to see what he was doing with her panties. She felt her breath draw in as his tongue slid across the damp fabric. He sighed deeply.
“This what you had in mind?” He asked, almost in a whisper.
“Yes.” She hissed. Watching as his thumb slid across the fabric that her kitty lips had saturated less than an hour before, she found her own fingers sliding down her shoulder. He was being very deliberate about this. He was making love to her panties. She found the thought profoundly intimate and incredibly hot. Her fingers stopped as she felt her own nipple through her tank top. She sighed, teasing the nub, even as she watched him lap up her most intimate secretions. “Tastes to me as if you enjoyed yourself before breakfast.” He said. She watched as his tongue lashed across the crotch of her panties. Lucy felt her own pussy contract, as if he’d just licked her. She pinched her nipple hard. The warmth of desire spread out and filled her body. She felt incredibly sexy, and incredibly dangerous.
“Yes. Looks like you like what you’ve... found.” She whispered, watching as his hand slid down his length, and he arched. She felt her breath catch as she saw the glistening tip of it. He was a fine specimen of manhood. She’d not seen many as large, or as hard. The veins bulged powerfully. She wondered if it would stretch her, or if the burning would subside after she’d cum the first time? She slid her other hand down her front, on the outside of her shorts, trying to press against her aching clit. This was not something she’d planned on happening.. yet. But it was. Lucy slowly unzipped her pants. She needed to feel how wet he was making her. She heard his breath catch, and knew he’d heard the telltale descent of her zipper. He made a deep sigh, and inhaled her panty crotch again. It made her clit ache.
“Sounds like you like what you’ve found too.” He whispered back, as he heard Lucy sigh as her finger touched her clit.
“Yes. This is incredibly… intense. I’ve never…” Lucy trembled as her breath caught, and she saw him suck on her panty crotch as if he were sucking on her pussy lips.
“Oh my…” she hissed. “Don’t you dare stop…”
“I’d never dream of..” His comment broke off as he slowly turned to face her. Lucy looked at him through half closed eyes. Her half unzipped shorts were at her knees, and she half squatted, leaning against the door, her hand sliding down into her panties, her fingers obviously inside her kitty. She arched when he looked at her. Her whole body trembled, arched and she slid the panties lower, so that he could see her fingers at work. He gasped, and then Lucy cried out as she started coming. It was so intense she thought she’d break her fingers with the strength of the contractions. She heard him groan, and then a muffled cry as he came, too, his cock wrapped in her yellow panties. She saw his cum shoot right through the fabric, splattering on the floor.
“Oh, my…” Lucy sighed. “That was so intense…” She leaned back against the wall, panting and still trembling from the intensity which had caught her off guard.
“Oh, my…” he agreed. And then they both smiled. “Feel better?” He asked, giving her a grin. “C’mere.” Lucy beckoned. “I need to find something out.”
Brian slowly moved towards her. He stopped, as her hand slid against his chest. She splayed out her fingers, twining them in his chest hair. His penis still throbbed, dancing up and down with his pulse, just inches from her bare kitty. The smell of sex filled the room. Then her fingers closed around his cock, and she wiped her thumb across the end of it, giving him a squeeze, she sized him up. He groaned.
“You’re still hard.” It was a statement as much as a question. Then she raised her thumb to her mouth and licked it off.
“Dangerous man.” She sighed. “You’ll be a tight fit...”
“Dangerous woman.” He sighed. And then he kissed her. And Lucy felt the room begin to spin…
He stood in the room now, searching through his suitcase for a pair of khaki slacks. As he slid the suitcase up onto his unmade bed, something yellow over near the wall caught his eyes, buried beneath the covers. As he slid the bedclothes back, he spied the panties that Lucy had planted there. They were yellow satin, with a dainty lace panel across the front in a v-shape. He felt his pulse begin to race as he realized that this was not some mistake. She’d put them there. He felt his briefs suddenly tighten as the eager erection returned. Slowly he reached and retrieved her panties. The sweet scent of her womanhood met his senses. They were damp. More than damp, a clearish milky sheen coated the upturned crotch, as if she’d left them there deliberately to tempt him. He felt his bulge increase, throbbing harder as he raised her damp dainties to his nose. This was more than he’d ever imagined. And then he closed his eyes and inhaled her ambrosia, aware again that he’d smelled it before, and not just on her fingers at breakfast. With his right hand, he freed his cock, and then raised the crotch of her panties to his mouth. His breath caught as his tongue slipped out, tasting her.
Then the hair on the back of his neck stood up, and a quiet squeak from the door hinge made his pulse race even faster. A sudden stirring of the air at his back told him that he was no longer alone, that and the hiss of her breath as she stood in the doorway behind him. Lucy stepped into the room, and leaned against the door, pulling the door closed with a click behind her. He stood facing the bed, caught with her panties held against his nose. Her eyes went from his reddening face, to his bulging cock, and then back to see what he was doing with her panties. She felt her breath draw in as his tongue slid across the damp fabric. He sighed deeply.
“This what you had in mind?” He asked, almost in a whisper.
“Yes.” She hissed. Watching as his thumb slid across the fabric that her kitty lips had saturated less than an hour before, she found her own fingers sliding down her shoulder. He was being very deliberate about this. He was making love to her panties. She found the thought profoundly intimate and incredibly hot. Her fingers stopped as she felt her own nipple through her tank top. She sighed, teasing the nub, even as she watched him lap up her most intimate secretions. “Tastes to me as if you enjoyed yourself before breakfast.” He said. She watched as his tongue lashed across the crotch of her panties. Lucy felt her own pussy contract, as if he’d just licked her. She pinched her nipple hard. The warmth of desire spread out and filled her body. She felt incredibly sexy, and incredibly dangerous.
“Yes. Looks like you like what you’ve... found.” She whispered, watching as his hand slid down his length, and he arched. She felt her breath catch as she saw the glistening tip of it. He was a fine specimen of manhood. She’d not seen many as large, or as hard. The veins bulged powerfully. She wondered if it would stretch her, or if the burning would subside after she’d cum the first time? She slid her other hand down her front, on the outside of her shorts, trying to press against her aching clit. This was not something she’d planned on happening.. yet. But it was. Lucy slowly unzipped her pants. She needed to feel how wet he was making her. She heard his breath catch, and knew he’d heard the telltale descent of her zipper. He made a deep sigh, and inhaled her panty crotch again. It made her clit ache.
“Sounds like you like what you’ve found too.” He whispered back, as he heard Lucy sigh as her finger touched her clit.
“Yes. This is incredibly… intense. I’ve never…” Lucy trembled as her breath caught, and she saw him suck on her panty crotch as if he were sucking on her pussy lips.
“Oh my…” she hissed. “Don’t you dare stop…”
“I’d never dream of..” His comment broke off as he slowly turned to face her. Lucy looked at him through half closed eyes. Her half unzipped shorts were at her knees, and she half squatted, leaning against the door, her hand sliding down into her panties, her fingers obviously inside her kitty. She arched when he looked at her. Her whole body trembled, arched and she slid the panties lower, so that he could see her fingers at work. He gasped, and then Lucy cried out as she started coming. It was so intense she thought she’d break her fingers with the strength of the contractions. She heard him groan, and then a muffled cry as he came, too, his cock wrapped in her yellow panties. She saw his cum shoot right through the fabric, splattering on the floor.
“Oh, my…” Lucy sighed. “That was so intense…” She leaned back against the wall, panting and still trembling from the intensity which had caught her off guard.
“Oh, my…” he agreed. And then they both smiled. “Feel better?” He asked, giving her a grin. “C’mere.” Lucy beckoned. “I need to find something out.”
Brian slowly moved towards her. He stopped, as her hand slid against his chest. She splayed out her fingers, twining them in his chest hair. His penis still throbbed, dancing up and down with his pulse, just inches from her bare kitty. The smell of sex filled the room. Then her fingers closed around his cock, and she wiped her thumb across the end of it, giving him a squeeze, she sized him up. He groaned.
“You’re still hard.” It was a statement as much as a question. Then she raised her thumb to her mouth and licked it off.
“Dangerous man.” She sighed. “You’ll be a tight fit...”
“Dangerous woman.” He sighed. And then he kissed her. And Lucy felt the room begin to spin…
posted by Solar at 8:15 PM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home