8.5 Inches on Nostr: She Let’s Me Look “I want to see how you do it,” I say casually, one afternoon ...

She Let’s Me Look

“I want to see how you do it,” I say casually, one afternoon while you lounge and flit around my condo in the sky, You wear only a thin t-shirt, which highlights your firm and generous young tits and ready nipples.

“Do what?” you reply.

“Pleasure yourself. How do you get off when I’m not around? I want to know how you do it. It would surely be hot.”

One of the things that makes me crazy for you is your eagerness to try new things. Still in your youth, you are an eager student of everything sensual and titillating.

“OK,” you reply innocently, looking directly at me now, head tilted slightly, your index finger pulling on a lip, pondering my question.

You walk into my bedroom and fish around in my closet, which you know has a box of sexual delights, gathered over the years. The box has been enhanced significantly over the past few months since we’ve been fucking. We’ve made several enjoyable visits to the local sex-forward toy store, which has been quite an education for us both. My credit card is used freely when we shop.

You retrieve a large, fleshy dildo, the kind with a suction cup on one end. At eleven inches long and with a fat girth that your thumb and middle finger barely encircle, it is bigger than me. You then obtain the bottle of your favorite lube from my nightstand. You dab some perfume on your pillow.

Everything ready, you strip off your t-shirt, light a candle, turn off the lights, and lie back on the bed. I stand by the wall in my boxers, feeling my initial cock twitch. I stifle my urge to tell you how insanely desirable you are because I only want to observe.

You take a deep breath to relax. You lightly fondle your upper legs and your belly and you emit a deep, quiet sigh, as you settle down. You cup one of your firm, generous titties and squeeze the outer side. Your other hand massages your inner thigh.

Now I’m starting to breathe deeply, too, and I stick my hand down my boxers to play with myself, as I do when watching porn. But this show is live, just for me, and hotter than anything digital.

Your right fingers touch your clit, and you begin to swirl them in a circle. Your left hand continues to squeeze your titty, its inner fingers pinching the nipple.

When not spread wide, your knees roll left and right, like wiper blades. Your mouth is open, breathing deeply and audibly.

I’m stroking myself now, a clear bead of cum forming on my cockhead.

You take the dildo in your left hand and suck the head, while your right hand circles your clit. Sometimes you spread your pussy lips with your fingers, showing me your moist pink inner sanctum. You squeeze your titties together with your shoulders. A very oral girl, you moan in sucking pleasure.

You begin to swallow the rubber dick, in and out, deeper and deeper, coating it with your saliva. When sufficiently lubed, you spread your legs and, gasping in pleasure, you rub the cock over your gash several times, priming yourself for penetration.

You use both hands to direct the cock inside, then each thrust becomes deeper than the last. Soon, you are fucking yourself with all eleven inches. I admit to myself some concern about how easily and urgently you take that giant, veiny, rubber cock. “I hope I remain enough for her,” I think.

As you fuck yourself with your right hand, your left returns to fondling your titties, your teenage nipples growing erect. Your hips are sometimes raised to make room for the big dildo.

You remove your plastic lover from your pussy and suck it. I know how the taste of yourself arouses you. You lick all of your initial love juices off and return to probing your cunt for several more thrusts, then alternating with more sucking. You lick your cunt juice from the soaked rubber nuts.

I shed my boxers quietly, spread my standing legs, and grip my ball sac with my left hand while my right strokes freely. My thoughts can only form caveman words, like “Fuck, Baby. Wow.”

You are fully aroused, wet, and lost in pleasuring yourself. You take the lube and the dildo to the wooden floor, where you stick it upright on the suction cup. You suck it down in doggy style, your perfect tits dangling below you, your heart-shaped ass in the air, and I have to count backward from ten to regain control.

You sit up on your knees and apply lube to the faux cock, stroking it well. Raising your hips above it, you work it into your tight cunt, pausing in ecstasy when it fills you.

You lean back on both hands. You begin to fuck!

Your head is tilted back, your mouth is open, and your long golden hair raining down your back as you pump the rubber man-shaft at high tempo. You ride it like you’re in the saddle of the winning horse at the Preakness.

I stop touching myself because one more stroke and I will ruin the beautiful moment by ejecting a fifteen-foot stream across the room.
Sometimes you release one arm so that you can suck a nipple.

You are crying out loud now, “AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH…..OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH…….FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!………”

Then you surprise me. “COME HERE!” you demand. I thought you were so lost in your sexy dream state that you’d forgotten I was present.

I stand in front of you while you continue pumping your rubber lover stuck to the floor. You lick the cum dripping from my cock tip, then you grab me by the ass cheeks and swallow me whole.

You have eleven inches of erect rubber dick in your cunt and eight and a half inches of the real thing down your throat. You are rubbing your clit in circles, spanking it, then rubbing some more. You are pinching your nipples to the point of pain. With my cock in your mouth you make stifled “MMMPH, MMMPH, MMMPH….” sounds.

You find your orgasm.

The pace of your thrusting hips changes as you massage your clit more sensually, loving yourself. A new scent fills my nostrils as you coat the dildo white. You begin to fondle my nuts as if coaxing my cum from them.

It doesn’t take long. While you are still in the throws of your orgasm, my cock, fully down your throat, erupts. I launch loads of steamy man-cream straight down your gullet into your belly. You squeeze my nut sack for more.

Unable to remain silent any longer, I stammer, “Jesus Fucking Christ, Aurora.” I feel pleasantly feint, trying to maintain my balance.

Your blue eyes open dreamily and gaze at me while your tongue and open mouth caress my spent shaft. You continue gently fingering your satisfied clit while slowly pumping your hips on the rubber shaft.
You smile, pause, lean back on your hands, and open your mouth to show me the stringy remnants of my white wad coating your mouth and tongue. Then you make a little show of swallowing my jism. You smack your mouth and lips and gasp “AAAAAHHHH!” and pretend you are refreshed by my cum shot. I don’t mind the sexy lie.

From the floor, with your knees spread, your stunning naked woman-child body fully exposed to me, you blow me a kiss, smile, and wink up at me.

I have no words. I just lock my eyes on yours and shake my head in silence, amazed at my good fortune, while I also wonder how and when the universe will extract payment from me for it.
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