Thursday, July 27, 2017

Dessert after lunch - being pleasured

On Monday, my guy and I had quality time at a different parking lot across from our usual one. It was a spontaneous, after-lunch moment.

We got into his treehouse and cuddled for a bit. I love hugging him, resting my head against his chest. He kissed my forehead and held me tight.

We kissed. I love kissing him. I lose myself in each kiss.
"Take off your bra," he said to me seductively.
I took my lavender-coloured bra off, with my purple blouse still on. He caressed both breasts and made both nipples hard.

Caressing his perfectly uniform head is a dream. He shaved his head just for me.

He started lightly smacking my backside, alternating between groping and smacking it. He whispered in my ear that I was his bad girl and kissed my cheek.

He wanted to play with me. He unzipped my khaki pants. I unbuttoned them. He didn't wait to take my pants down. He helped himself to my wet pussy, reaching in my panties and fingering me until I came. I then rested in his arms for a bit.

Moments later, he decided to finger my backside. He doesn't miss a bit. I soon came yet again.

Dessert is nice after lunch.


  1. Nothing more exciting than the urgent need that leads to spur of the moment pleasure. Sounds like you got it good, front and back. :)