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Mona’s weekendMona lay back on the sofa, taking in the view over the deck and the valley. There was a slight breeze, which she could feel on her legs as it ruffled her light summer dress. The afternoon was warm and the sun teased a beautiful sunset to come. Decisively, Mona reached over and took the bottle of Honeysuckle Riesling she had chilling in the ice bucket by her feet. It was a wine she had discovered the week before, and was quietly enamoured with it. Pouring herself a glass, she kicked off her sandals and crossed her ankles. The breeze had no choice but to move up her legs, lifting her dress and cooling her thighs. Taking a sip of wine, she felt the chill of it slide down her throat, and parted her lips for a sharp intake of fresh air. She licked her lips, savouring the flavour. Extremely relaxed, her mind began drifting to soft and sensual thoughts. Mona slowly tucked one of her legs underneath her, her dress sliding up to her waist, revealing her thighs. As she placed her glass on the side table, she dragged her fingers up the side collecting the cold moisture from the glass. Traipsing her fingers over her knee, she felt the crisp wetness slide down her leg, resting on the edge of her sheer, black underwear. Parting her legs further, she ran her hand up her thigh and lightly across her underwear, detecting the subtle wetness she knew would be there. Taking another slow sip of her wine, her other hand made small circles where her thigh met her crotch, alternating slipping underneath the seam and out again. Mona straightened her right leg, propping her left on the cushions she was lying against. Her hand gestures changed subtly, running up and down the opening of her pussy, inviting more wetness to the fabric of her underwear, her other hand stroking her thigh. Walking her fingers to her stomach, she ran little circles around her belly button before sliding her hand down her belly and straight under her the top of her black, now slightly damp underwear. She felt the smooth lips of her pussy under her finger tips as she slid down, sliding her index finger inside herself, feeling the release of wetness from inside her seep out, wetting the rest of her eager opening. Mona shuddered and emitted a little moan as she began slowly but rhythmically sliding her finger in and out of her slot, alternating massaging her clit as she withdrew. Spreading her legs as far apart as she could, her motions quickened, her dancing fingers spreading her wetness evenly across her silky smooth lips, her underwear now sopping wet. Mona hiked up her dress, sliding her hand up to towards her now throbbing nipples. Synchronising massaging her breast with short, clit rubbing gestures, she found herself in the perfect zone, waves of pleasure gliding up from the small of her back… heavenly close to climax. A sharp breeze picked up, running between her legs, accentuating how wet she had become. Irritatingly, her mind picked up footsteps, disrupting her pre orgasmic euphoria as she suddenly realised, someone was walking down the side of the cottage. Turning her head in time to see a man emerge onto the deck, he turned his eyes going straight to between her legs, where her hand was still encapsulated beneath her underwear… Gasping, Mona covered herself as the man dropped what he was carrying, defensively holding his hands out. “Oh God, I’m so sorry! I’ll go….I’ll go!” He turned to leave, far quicker than his feet brought him here. “Wait!” Mona yelped. She couldn’t let him leave like this. “Harvey, wait!” Harvey stopped, not turning around. “Well, at least tuzla escort you remembered my name…” Mona couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s ok. Come back, I’ll get cleaned up.” “I just came to give you the book I was telling you about last night in the bar”. Mona was scrabbling to clothe herself as Harvey hesitantly walked back towards her. “I suppose I understand why you didn’t hear me knocking then…” Mona looked up at him from the sofa, noting a growing bulge in his pants. Her belly fluttered as she realised what situation they both suddenly found themselves. “Come here.” Mona beckoned, one hand raised. Harvey surreptitiously moved toward her, an unsure look on his face. Once in arms reach, Mona grabbed Harvey by the belt, pulling him the rest of the way. She slowly began unbuckling him, the growing bulge beneath his pants making it slightly difficult. Harvey said nothing, as Mona finally undid his pants, dropping them to the floor. His cock flung to attention, finally released from the restrictive confines of his jeans. Mona placed her hand around the base of his shaft, startled by how hard he was. Harvey uttered “Are you…” but couldn’t finish his sentence as Mona took the head of his cock in her mouth, massaging the head between her tongue and the roof of her mouth. She felt his cock leak a small drizzle of pre-cum, immediately making her pussy gush anew as she adjusted her position to take full advantage of the eager cock in front of her. Mona began slowly jerking the shaft of Harvey’s cock in time with her tongue lashing the head, bringing his throbbing cock to maximum rigidity. Harvey’s hips began to thrust back and forth in retaliation to her movements. Placing her hands around his hot balls, massaging them between her strokes he began to whimper. Harvey’s cock suddenly swelled to bursting point as it began to shoot hot, thick jets of cum, Mona feeling every squirt thicker and thicker before tapering off in time with Harvey’s exasperated moans. “Oh my gaawwwd…” Harvey mumbled as he swayed, before collapsing on the sofa beside Mona. “That was fucking amazing…” he muttered to no one in particular. Mona grinned like a Cheshire cat, very pleased with herself. “Wine?” she enquired before hopping up and walking into the small kitchen inside. Mona reached up for an extra glass before Harvey’s arm suddenly slid around her waist, his lips pressed against the inside of her neck. Shocked at his sudden energy she turned to face him, brushing against his cock, throbbing and clearly prepared for more. Harvey’s mouth pressed against hers, their tongues meeting as he pressed himself against her, his hand gliding up her back giving her instant goosebumps. Mona lifted her right leg and wrapped it around Harvey’s, an invitation for him to get even closer. Harvey quickly placed his hands below her thighs, picking her up and placing her on the bench. Harvey’s eager mouth returned to her neck as he worked his way down to her breasts. Mona’s hands ruffled the back of Harvey’s neck as she closed her eyes, letting herself drift into the passionate, lustful attack she was receiving. Clearly getting in the way, Harvey slid Mona’s dress up over her head, releasing her breasts and their throbbing nipples which he quickly enveloped with his tongue, his hand sliding up her waist to cup her breast for his tasting. Before Mona had time to track his movements, Harvey was on his knees, running his tongue up her inner thigh. She gasped as the tingling sensation moved up her body, through her waist, lower back and chest. Harvey pulled Mona’s sopping underwear off, tuzla escort bayan before sliding her arse across the bench, allowing his tongue to run further up her thigh and across the lips of her pussy. Mona automatically spread her legs further, opening herself up to him. Harvey obeyed, thrusting his tongue into her slot, slowly spreading her lips apart as he ran his tongue upwards. Just before reaching her clit, Harvey dropped his tongue again, spreading her to allow his middle finger to slide in, not stopping until it reached the knuckle. Mona gasped as he she began feeling filled at the moment his tongue finally wrapped itself around her clit. Letting out a loud moan, she grabbed Harvey’s head and pulled him into her. Harvey maintained his tongue fucking, combined with his fingers sliding in and out of her dripping wet slot. Mona felt the slickness of her pussy between her arse and the benchtop, getting wetter with each hip thrust into him. The familiar waves of pleasure up her back began again, reminding her of the orgasm she never caught on the deck. Mona gasped… “Wait..” gasp “Harvey… I want it on the deck.” Harvey no sooner heard the words and was standing. “I’ll take you.” Harvey kissed Mona, their tongues sharing her essence with Mona licking every last drip of it from his lips. “Take me. Make me cum.” Harvey picked up Mona, their lips locked as he walked her across the floor and out to the deck. Harvey lay her back on the large sofa so that her whole body lay supported. Harvey again ran his kisses past her gorgeous breasts and down her stomach before grabbing her under each thigh, clearly not satisfied with how her legs were positioned, he pulled them apart. Harvey grinned as he returned to spreading her lips apart with his tongue, finger fucking her in unison. Mona relaxed her body, allowing the sensation of Harvey’s tongue massaging her clit to take over her body. The waves returned, beginning from her clit, rhythmically spreading through her body, flowing up her back, through her arms and to the tips of her nipples. Warmth and pure pleasure began to wrack her body as her orgasm began to uncoil in her body, each wave stronger than the last. She began to gasp and whimper, struggling to exhale as her climax exploded inside her, arching her back, Harvey’s relentless tongue drawing more and more flooding pleasure out of her. Mona cried out as the climax reached it’s peak, making her lose all control of her body. Collapsing as the waves receded, she could begin to breathe again. Harvey’s movements slowed and he ran his tongue up her stomach. Mona grabbed him by the hair and pulled him up to kiss him deeply. He was breathing heavily, sweat running down his back. When had he lost his shirt? No sooner had she regained her breath, she felt Harvey’s thick, throbbing cock between her pussy lips. She looked into his eyes and ran her hand down his sweaty back… “You better fuck me now.” Harvey didn’t need any further invitation, slowly sliding his cock inside her dripping pussy, Mona panting as she pulled him further into her. Mona’s heart was pounding, so worked up she didn’t even need a breather after her mind blowing tongue fucking. Harvey leant back on his knees, sliding his hard cock in and out of her silky smooth slot, watching how wet he was making her. Mona wanted more as her she ran her hand down her stomach, draipsing her fingers over his cock, slick with her cum and easily gliding in and out of her. Feeling slightly self conscious in not knowing what he would do, she began massaging her clit in rhythm to his thrusts. escort tuzla From the immediate thickening of his cock and his groan, she assessed he was very much happy for her to assist. Harvey looked into Mona’s eyes as he thrust into her, the intensity adding to the unexpectedness of it all. Mona returned his stare, methodically masturbating as his thrusts quickened, her pussy dripping more than she could remember. Harvey slowed and grabbed Mona, suggesting she get on top of him. “No.” she stated matter of factly… “From behind.” Mona turned and got on her knees, her hand between her legs, spreading her lips for his entry. Harvey placed the head of his cock against her gaping slot and placed his hands on her thighs. Mona had already began rubbing her clit as Harvey drove his cock deep inside her, his throbbing balls pressing against her arse and lips with each thrust. Mona gasped as she felt every inch of him inside her, every throbbing vein of his shaft driving her closer to the next climactic level. Mona rest her head on the couch and fell into the rhythm of the cock pounding her from behind. She slowly massaged her clit as Harvey’s movements quickened and became more erratic. “Oh fuck… oh fuck…. awwww fuuuuckk.” Harvey’s deep thrusts slowed every so slightly as she felt his cock tighten once more, his balls constricting as the warmth of his cum spurting inside her kept her slowly massaging herself, savouring every thrust. “On top, NOW.” Harvey demanded, much to her surprise. He lay back, his cock seemingly as hard as it was before. Mona eagerly positioned her knees either side of Harvey as she slowly lowered herself onto him. She took his tongue into her mouth and placed her hands on his chest, everything hot, sweaty and lust-ridden. Once she took him inside her, she noted that he was not as hard as before and immediately took it upon herself to change that. Sitting back on his legs she slowly lifted herself up and down, drawing every inch of him out of her before sliding it all back in. One hand placed on his chest, she began massaging her breasts with the other, looking into his eyes with a dreamy, lustful expression. It worked. Harvey’s cock hardened and his thrusts fell into her rhythm. As she withdrew, she felt his own cum dripping out of her, down the shaft of his cock, adding to their already dripping wet situation. Mona dropped her hand once again, utilising their combined cum to lubricate herself as she rubbed her clit in small tight circles. All self consciousness forgotten, Mona began furiously drilling her clit, raising her arse in time to Harvey’s thrusts, which became naturally quicker. They held onto each other in manic lust as their orgasmic destinations aligned, Harvey’s cock thrusting upward to meet Mona’s downward motions, meeting his balls pounding against her. Her breathing became frantic as his upper body tensed, perfectly drawing waves of lust drenched sensation out of each other. It quickened to the point of no return, Mona’s whimpering increasing to howls of loss of all control, Harvey’s grunting becoming moans of a****listic passion resulting in furious thrusting. At that moment, the pinnacle of their intensive lust delivered simultaneous breathless and uncontrollable shuddering orgasms to Mona and Harvey. Jets of hot, thick cum met Mona’s gushing, cock squeezing contractions. Mona collapsed on Harvey as they slowed to their pleasure infused conclusion. Mona came back to her senses as Harvey’s cock maintained its position in her dripping, wet, satisfied pussy. They lay like that for some time, neither speaking, Harvey’s hand stroking Mona’s hair, the other gliding over her lower back. “How about that glass of wine?” Mona managed to utter. “I thought you’d never ask”. Harvey exhaled, in an utterly satisfied tone.

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