Lecher and The Nymph's

Standing in front of the bathroom mirror after his shower, he smiled, realizing that he was tipsy from the drinks they had shared earlier that evening. His body tingled with the thought her and how he would love it if she would be laying in his bed when he came out of the bathroom. He wondered if she was having the same sensual feelings, maybe waiting for him in her room, or better yet, naked under the covers in his bed, surprising him as he got in. He finished brushing his teeth, breathed a heavy sigh, adjusted his swelling dick in his boxers, turned out the light and open the door.

He walked out into his bedroom, dimly lit with a few candles burning, a slight licorice scent in the air and her standing at the end of the bed in a white lace bra, white thong panties, thigh high stockings and high heels. She was gorgeous. Her hands were slightly behind herself holding onto the bed, which pushed her breasts out enough to make them the first thing his eyes attached to. One leg a few inches in front of the other, bent slightly at the knee, giving her body a twist that shouted fuck me. Her hard nipples protruded ever so gently from underneath the bra.

“I want you to fuck me,” she said, “and show me how much you desire me.” He stood there for a moment, taking in this site. Desiring her was something he had done everyday since she first came to live at Cinnamon Lane four and a half months ago. Her lips glistened, moist red. Her body oozed with desire, from her curly blonde hair just barely tickling her shoulders to her feet in stockings and three inch black heels. Her stance alone could have made him cum with just a couple of strokes from his hand. His dick now protruded straight out from inside his boxers. Her eyes were intently focused on him and his bulge. His breathing was noticeably heavier. She pursed her lips together and softly, almost in anguish, breathlessly repeated her request like he didn’t hear her the first time, “show me how much you desire me.” He stared at those lips and emerald eyes as she spoke. His body floated to where she was. His hands reached up and gathered her in on each side of her neck and he brought her to his lips, softly nibbling, brushing, and caressing her lips with his. A whimper released itself from her throat. Her body went limp for just a moment. Her hands wrapped around his neck. Pulling herself into him, she felt his hardness against her groin. She moved her hips back and forth, rubbing her pelvic bone across the base of his dick, stimulating him further. Their lips and tongues danced together, speeding up to the heat that was building and then slowing down to the sultry pace of pure desire. Her hands moved down to his dick and caressed it, gripping it, feeling its throb, then moving one hand to take in his balls, softly holding them in her palm while she stroked at his dick with the other. With both hands she reached inside his boxers, spreading them and let them drop to the floor. She loosed herself from his hands and lips and moved down kissing his chest and nipples, moving beyond his belly button, and kissed the tip of his dick softly, holding her lips there briefly and then swirled her tongue over it, licking the ridge, then going up and down the soft side. Dropping down further to kiss and lick his balls, taking one then both of them into her mouth, one hand pressed fingers against his anus, the other played with his dick, stroking it lightly, barely holding on to it. His head was back, eyes closed, his hands gripped the top of her head, fingers intertwined in her hair, taking it all in, the immense sensations that coursed through his body. He felt his juices surging.

“Watch me as I suck your dick,” she said, “I want your eyes on me.” He opened his eyes and looked down as she took him into her mouth, full length, then out to the tip, over and over, never taking her eyes off his. She moved up and down his shaft, with different pressures from her tongue and lips. Watching her and her looking back at him was more than he could take, as he felt his fluids rising up his shaft. “I’m gonna cum,” he said, never taking his eyes off hers, “here I cum baby, here it is, there it is, awwwww, take all of it, all of me, take it all.” She stared directly into his eyes, whimpered at his words and let him fill her up, swallowing some, letting some ooze from her mouth and down her chin. She continued to work him up and down, as his hips pulsed and pushed his shaft in and out of her mouth. She stood up and met his lips with hers, still dripping from the juices. He took in her tongue and sucked on it tasting himself from her mouth. He reached around her back, undid her bra and released her breasts pulling her into his chest, pressing them into himself. His hands gently caressed the protruding sides of each breast. She pulled herself slightly away from him so that they could both get their hands completely over her breasts and nipples, rubbing them between thumb and forefingers, pinching them, then he dropped his lips onto them, taking them into his warm, wet mouth, tonguing and suckling them and pressing his teeth into them softly. Her hands reached behind his head and held it tightly, she let out gasps of pleasure under the pressure of his lips and tongue. His teeth bared down on her nipples, the pain was pure pleasure. Reaching down he cupped his hand between her legs, feeling the sodden panties. She pressed her pussy up against his hand and he rubbed his fingers over her through her panties, pressing them inside her. His tongue and teeth worked on one nipple, his finger pressed against her clit, while the other hand pinched the other nipple. He slipped his fingers around her drenched panties and put two of them into her. Pulling them out slowly and sliding them over her clit, he repeated this over and over, deep fingers in, then rubbing her clit when they came out. Her hips met his motion with each movement he made. His palm was drenched with her juices. He broke away from her grip, kneeled down, moved her panties aside and buried his tongue into her opening, wiggling it inside her, then moving out to batter her clit. Her hands pressed his head into her so tightly he could hardly breathe. He put two fingers into her pussy as far as they could reach, twisting them while his tongue danced across her clit. She bucked hard against his mouth, “I’m cumming” she screamed, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, oh yes baby I’m cumming.”
His tongue never stopped, his fingers spread her apart, her juices flowed down his fingers onto his wrist and forearm. She bucked against him wildly now, her grip on his head more intense. “Oh baby, yes…...yeeeees baby……...your tongue and fingers feel so good in me, don‘t stop…...don‘t stop.” Her bucking hips eventually slowing, her moaning grew softer. He pulled out his fingers and stood up and put the fingers to her lips and she wrapped her mouth around them, tasting her juices then meeting his lips with hers, their tongues danced once more.

She reached down and wrapped her hand around his dick, slowly working it back to full strength. He released his embrace and turned her around. He pressed himself up against her, his dick wedged between her ass cheeks, reaching around to cup both of her breasts, massaging them, working his fingers and palms over her nipples. She reached back and placed both of her arms around his neck, jutting her breasts out as far as she could. Her breasts were taut in this position, raising her nipples out to full length so he could work every bit of them. He slipped his dick between her thighs and let her squeeze him, moving in and out, putting friction on the underside of her pussy through her panties. With one hand she reached down between her legs, bent over slightly, still hanging on to his neck with the other arm and pressed his dick up against her clit, letting it repeatedly glide over her. She leaned over even further now with both arms on the bed board, her ass exposing her white thong riding between her cheeks, her long shapely legs, accented in heels, pushing her ass into the air, just barely exposing the underside of her mound. Hidden under the soaking white panties was her treasure, waiting, wanting him to plunder it. He placed both hands onto the small of her back and continued to tease her pussy by riding his cock between her legs. Her hips moved to meet his thrusts, her head bobbed up and down, her body feeling pleasure waves riding across her pussy, her panting washed away now by moaning. He backed away, kneeled down and pressed his tongue into her clit through her panties. “Take them off, take my panties off,” she pleaded. He reached up onto her hips and slowly slid them off of her, then pressed his tongue into her waiting juices. She yelped in pure pleasure, her senses tormenting her to give release, she bit down hard on her lip holding back her orgasm. He could feel the tension in her ass with his hands. He stood up, pressed down in the small of her back to raise her hips higher and slowly guided his dick, inch by inch, into her with one steady push. Her moan, blurred with words, was barely audible, “oh yes baby, fuck me.” She kept repeating this over and over. All of his length bore into her now, he could feel his dick pressing against the back of her pussy, he held himself there for just a moment. Then with violent motion, rammed himself in and out of her, his balls slapped against her clit from underneath, she screamed and cried out from the pleasure that coursed through her body, “oooooh baby, yes….yes…...yes, fuck me harder, fuck me harder, ram your dick into me, fuck me, more….deeper, yes….oh yes baby here I cum, ooooh yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck me” His hips bucked wildly and slapped her ass with every thrust. Her moaning and orgasm and juices sent shock waves up his shaft and he exploded with a torrent of juices himself, pumping all of what he had into her. He slowed the pace just a bit, feeling her contracting her pussy muscles around his dick, working in and out of her, he brought her to another small orgasm. Her leg and back muscles collapsed after this from exhaustion. He pulled out of her, stood her up and drove his tongue into her mouth. She reached down and grasped his dick in her hand, stroking it of any last juices, then brought her hand to her mouth and spread the juices on her lips and his. They kissed passionately with her wet fingers moving in and out of each of their mouths, their bodies pressed against one another, not wanting it to end but knowing they were both exhausted. She pulled away, breaking the kiss and gave him one last peck on his lips, “see you in the morning for breakfast,” she said. He nodded in response. She picked up her bra and panties and left the room, closing the door behind her. He watched her leave, then collapsed into his bed, pulling the sheet to his chest and quickly fell asleep.