Valentine's Day, the event where love and sometimes lust is universally celebrated by the masses. Flowers, coffee and dinner party are the average and nothing's incorrect with that but me, I like to go above and beyond. This V-day was going to be epic ! There was one fair sex who I wanted to spend this result with, Simone F or SF for short, blessed with hair down to her shoulder's, a sun tanned raw sienna complexion that gave off the appearance of Indian heritage and a grin that while I never told her, made any rainy day instantly sunny. Mushy I know ! So to change that let's get to the dead body eccentric, I could initiate with her amazing breast but I'll go with those gorgeous pegleg. Oh how I couldn't time lag to fondle them, lick and place kisses all over them. Those retentive and still lulu, I always envisioned her wrapping them around my waist while I plunged inside of her ( annotation to self, I had to make this happen ). Now onto to those amazing tit ! Simone was a slim woman so I was surprisingly caught off guard duty by the 36 C's, man they were squeamish I found myself envying her bra at times, being capable to constantly go for such vastness. Now I talked to a few females during this time but no matter which one of them I spent time with SF was always at the top of my tilt, so it was only correctly I made this evening special. Now before I give you all the rundown of the celebration, I understand Simone isn't my girl, but we dig each former and I like to leave majuscule impressions, with that said drum cast please ( No really drum coil bozo )

Our day started with a trip-up to our hotel, now I know what you're thinking….story over, right ? Nope, we checked in around 3 and dropped our purse off, freshening up and changing into our attire for the evening. I wore a decent blazer and slacks along with some bum, no penury to get into first-rate detail about my kit, we're all here for SF. Incredible is how I would depict her look, wearing a black/grey shoulder-less, thigh length frock that hugged every breaking ball left me speechless and to top it off she had on some black heels that screamed"Fuck me ”. I wasn't even trying to leave the elbow room and before I knew it my arms were around her waist, kissing along her neck and shoulder, we were freshly dressed and cook to go but I didn't care, we had meter to kill and I couldn't leave without getting at to the lowest degree a taste. I laid on the bed, not wanting to mess up to much pull stockings and removed panty, took off my blazer and loosened up the tie, amaze my nerve between, super knife arrived. I tore that pussy up, I heard her say I'm cumming so much I began thinking it was my name. One thing I enjoyed about SF was her competitive nature, her anything you can do I can do easily mentality, so before long my pants were removed. After being sucked with such vigor and passion. It would be disrespect if I didn't cum, for her, I had to give her my cum ! Now it was to re-freshen up before heading to hire a 30 second eggbeater tour of NYC. Upon reaching the heliport Simone's jaw dropped, in no way did she ever expect something like this. After being briefed about rules & rule, safety and pinch situations we were off ! The survey was amazing and even though SF was enjoying the duty tour the way my arm was being gripped I could recite she was a little uneasy about being so heights up.

It's only so much you can say to simmer down a person's nerves when you're over a thou feet in the air, luckily I didn't plan to say anything. I had requested SF to compact about four pair of stockings, she questioned the request but there was a reason behind it, especially with her being on her 2nd pack. My rightfield arm draped around her shoulders as I placed my left hired hand unto her thigh, ripping into the stocking. Placing my hired hand inside I slowly began rubbing the interior area. Simone's expression went from one of fear to intrigue as I continued rubbing, deal creeping up slowly, SF's anticipation growing with every touch. Her soundbox tensed up as I reached her start button, glancing over at me Simone bit her bottom lip and looked down, I followed her centre and saw that her wooden leg were spreading, granting me transit. Two fingers slid inside, exploring it's new emplacement, SF's back slid up against the buns, my digit tunneling upwards. The look on her face was invaluable, whether it was the biting of her bottom of the inning lip to curb her groan or her eyes rolling every which way, I knew I had her right where I wanted her. Trying to acquire some gloss of control SF began grinding on my two fingers, her hip control was amazing and I knew I had to replace those fingers and put something else inside of her immediately. With my free hand I pulled the condom out my pocket and placed it on Simone's lap, she gazed down and a sly grin appeared across her face. With surprising speed, SF had my putz out of my trouser, safe placed on. I don't know if this would make me a penis of the mil high society but shit I didn't care, how many citizenry can say they had helicopter sex ? But enough about my interior thoughts, you guys want to discover about the adventuresome x-rated stuff, don't ya ? Sf was in the reverse cowgirl emplacement putting a working on me, those magical pelvis slowing moving with intricate purpose and that purpose was to build me explode. Now that takes me back to the whole competitory thing, she was behind grievance wise ( in terms of cumming ) and was looking to climb back into the race………To be continued



Still with me ? I know you are J ! ! ! Now like I previously stated SF was trying to make me explode, I felt like a prison term bomb ticking ..slowly the timer counted down to 0….I swear to you I tried my hardest to resist….I thought about gremlins….thought about zombies….anything Weird to get my focusing but guess what ? This fair sex was a wizard, a witch a combination of Hermine ( From Harry potter ) and a porn sensation. No amount of concentration was going to deter her from her goal. Finally the inevitable happened…think of all the calamity picture you've watched that had Major explosions….think about Ryu from Street battler upper cutting an old charwoman and that's what happened to me. It took every ounce of my soul not to make any type of sound…I had to channelise the spirit of heavyweight Hogan to remain silent but man was it worth it, that nut felt like Heaven and red velvet cake….yes that secure. I wasn't even focused on the helicopter ride…no no…I had my oculus focused on one thing…HER.

So I set my plan in motion, after a spry clean up dinner party was succeeding on the agenda and trust me, what I wanted wasn't on the menu. Now I can't severalise you hombre where we went but I will tell you that it was one of those property where if you bring someone there you're definitely getting some that night…no dubiousness asked. Dimly lit and not too crowded we proceeded to go through the motions of ordering food and boozing, making eye contact ever so often communicating our wants and desires. Our seating wasn't the traditional across the board fashion, we were seated directly side by side to each other which made my conquering even well-to-do. My programme was to slowly slay her stockings and panties as the waiter brought out the food and boozing but what I didn't expect was to feel zero but leg when I slid my hand under the table ! ! ! Seems like SF had design of her own. Looking up at me with a mischievous smile, I already knew what sentence it was or did I ( Dramatic Music ) ? She began kissing my neck, working her way up and then sensually whispering"sport with my pussy"My finger did the cha cha slide with her kitten. Getting wet enough to swim free Willy, oh but I wasn't done…all the admittance had been brought out and I figured we'd have at to the lowest degree 25 arcminute before our waiter came in and checked on us and that's when I"accidentally"dropped my fork. Quickly I dropped down under the mesa to retrieve my fork and to try out some of the off the bill of fare delights.

I don't know if she was shocked by anything I did anymore but I know she enjoyed every minute of it. You may ask how do I know if she did ? Well I'm not one to brag or boast but I don't play when it comes to sex. Not one bit. I AIM TO PLEASE ! ! Had to place extra emphasis on that one. Plus when her legs are quivering uncontrollably that's usually a sign that you're doing something right. Any type of intimate act in pubic takes an immense sum of money of strength not to convey pleasure in the loudest way possible, it's a natural human reaction to groan, scream, blurt out four letter row or even exalt our love ( Hides typeface ) but what I heard was definitely unexpected."Can someone pleassssseeee bring the hinderance"is what SF screamed/yelled/shouted out. I popped up from under the board chin and lips still having traces of her wetness on it, SF licked all of her juices off and said we have to get back to the room now. The waiter came back to our put over bill in hand, he curiously stared at our untouched nutrient and drinks but I don't think he was able to put it all together

You would have thought SF robbed the seat the way she bolted on ... by the time I stepped foot out the restaurant she was already in a cab yelling at me to look sharp up. My anticipation was building ... most likely due to the head in the cab ... the way she brought me to near climax then stopped ... the laugh she let out when she saw my torture ... I could not hold off to get inside her. If we were n't worried about getting arrested we 'd feature got it on in the hotel hallway but I love my exemption so I could wait a till I got in the room. Mannnnn once that door opened ... .it was unadulterated raw savage lust at its finest ... clothes were literally ripped off ... fuck the cost of the outfit, it was all about pleasure at this stop ! !

There Sf was, naked ... every breaking ball accounted for ... I wish you all could ploughshare this view..this was art ... this was a masterpiece ... this was ... .about to get nasty real quick. I quickly bent her over and tasted the pussy from the book binding, there was a duffle bag on the position of me, it took a minute to finger around but I was able to chance some interesting items ... lets see..we have mitt handlock ... bondage tapeline not to mention the ice on the dresser this was gon na be fun.
She was so beguile with what was happening to her she did n't even realize what was about to go down. It 's amazing what tongue on a pussy will do to a female, the euphoric flavor ... the lack of ones surrounding. Before she knew it Sf 's sleeve were tied up to the bed post using the bondage tape measure ... her legs wrapped around my shank ..ankles handcuffed, all I needed was enough room to use the bucketful of ice and to please her cashbox she squirted ... yes squirted ! I moved along her soundbox with the ice ... stopping and focusing on every slur the seemed to announce the fragile intimation of joy. I do n't think there 's plenty fourth dimension to explain to you how many metre Sf let loose but I will recite you all that the sheets needed to be changed due to being drenched ... .I surmise ice will do that to you ; - ).

Now you would think as much as she came Sf would be knocked out .... damn near was but she was like a boxer in the last round moving off of straight instinct and adrenaline. That compounding would get the best of me ... pushed down onto a chair l, my blazonry and fundament were restrained by the bondage magnetic tape, with my dick standing at aid Sf slipped on a condom and rode me like it was the finis pipe she 'd be receiving. hold in your breathing ... hold in your ventilation ... that 's what I kept telling myself but as we all know its easier said then done, plus watching her head putz back as she dug her nails in my shoulder joint almost made me say screw breathing all together lol. My breaking put is when she reversed status and I had to look out that ass leap up and down ... it 's only so a great deal a man can pack ... the view and her cunt was just impeccable ... and just like thought a shot a nut right into her ( protected by the condom of course ) gravid breathing was the only sound that was heard ... no words were spoken for a few second. I was untied and SF collapsed on the bed exhausted and satisfied, me..tired as I was went to eat my food that was previously neglected ... if you saw the posting you 'd be doing the same thing ... I had the cleaning woman I wanted raw, and memories that last for a spell ... I 'd say this was a good V-day