OK Cupid – A Reciprocal Blog with Guest Writer CanaillesNoir and RougeChapeau

OK Cupid – A Reciprocal Blog between Guest Writer CanaillesNoir and RougeChapeau

She pinned up her long blonde hair as she stepped into the steamy hot shower.  The water pulsed down on her body.  She sighed.  Reaching for the soft floral scented soap that she favored, she began to gently massage her body.  Her hands slid smoothly over her slippery skin and she thought about the evening.

It had been a success.  Her townhome was comfortable and welcoming.  Dinner was delicious.  It was so good to catch up with her friends from Philadelphia.  She had known them for many years, but they had not spent much time together since they had moved east.  Fortunately they had family in the area so they did come into town occasionally.  That they always made time to see her was a testament to their friendship.

Throughout the evening she has found her thoughts drifting to a new man that she had just met online.  Although they had been corresponding for only a very short time, she was already intrigued by him.  His profile photo showed a big man with a warm, approachable smile.  The written portion of his profile was most impressive.  It showed an intelligent, reflective and thoughtful man who took care with his words.  She liked that.  It appeared from what she had a chance to read that they had much in common. 

She slowly caressed her body with the sweetly scented soap and wondered what the future held for them.  Her nipples were tingling in the hot spray.  She firmly tweaked one between her thumb and forefinger, exerting just the amount of pressure that she preferred.  She laid the soap down and gathered her full, round breasts together creating the deep cleavage that so many men enjoyed.  She bent her head down and was able to gather a nipple into her mouth.  Her tongue slid around the large areola and her teeth nibbled on the stiff, erect nipple.  With one hand still holding the breast to her mouth, she slid the other hand across the smooth roundness of her tummy and into the wet snatch between her legs.  She fingered herself.  The pressure and pace was still slow and soft.  She leaned back against the wall of the shower and thought of the man she knew only as Rogue…

~~~

Only a few miles away . . .

He wandered around his place, restless, pacing like a confined beast. He stopped and stretched his long, muscular arms, his hands just touching the ceiling. He seemed unable to go very long without thinking about this woman he had met online. No one had caught his attention in a long time the way she had. He was intrigued by her! She was beautiful and smart and in her photos there was a look in her sparkling eyes that told him she would be fun to be around.

He settled his body into his favorite chair…the one he called his “king chair”, big and overstuffed, a prize from an estate sale years ago. His throne. He imagined this new mystery woman standing nearby…leaning over to kiss him, her perfect breasts teasing his face…

He felt his manhood straining against his jeans, and he reached down and cupped the bulge in his strong hand. Squeezed it. Marveling at how turned on he was…normally just thinking about a woman didn’t get him thus aroused.

Definitely, she was different.

He massaged the bulge a little more and then finally eased down the zipper and spread open the fly of his jeans and boxers.  His cock popped out, already engorged, standing erect like a missile. He lightly stroked the back of the shaft, feeling it throb at his touch.  He tried to imagine what her touch would feel like. Exquisite, at the least. He knew she was a woman of passion who knew how to give — and receive — pleasure.

He closed his eyes and wrapped his hand around his hardness, imagining it was her elegant hand stroking him, imaging kissing her sexy lips…

~~~

She bent over him and her long blonde curls fell across his face.  Her lips were as sweet and soft as he has anticipated.  Opening her mouth slightly, she slid her tongue over his lips. She gently nibbled on his bottom.lip.  He moaned. She laughed.

He watched her walk slowly to the foot of the chair. Her red dress hugged her curves.  He smiled and wondered what she was up to.

She stood where he could see her clearly. She smiled again and began to move her hips back and forth in time to the music.  She ran her hands down her thighs…slowly, never taking her eyes off of him.  Reaching her knees, her hands found themselves flipping the skirt of her dress up just enough for him to get a peek at the tops of her stockings.  Still moving ever so slowly her hands made their way back up her thighs and across the smooth roundness of her tummy.  At her waist, she carefully untied the wrap dress and gently eased it open.  It fell to the sides of her curves but obscured the view of her crotch with its folds.

Continuing to move, her hands made their way up to her full lush breasts.  He saw the nipples, red and taunt over the top of the red lace demi bra that she wore.  He suspected that the garter belt would match.  She fingered her nipples, holding each tight between thumb and forefinger.  She played with herself while he watched, fascinated.  Finally she released the nipples and slid her hands under the dress.  She pulled it open to reveal the treasure beneath.

Her body was beautiful, very curvy.  Her skin was soft white, smooth like silk.  The globes of her breasts were heavy and the areoles large.  Her waist tapered out again to full hips fitted with a red lace garter belt holding up natural colored seamed stockings.  She eased the dress off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

He gazed at her, drinking in the vision before him.  She smiled.  His breathing quickened as she began to climb on the chair.  She positioned a knee on either side of his groin and slowly lowered herself on to him.  She began to move…

~~~

He quickly reached down to push his jeans further down his legs as she settled over him. His member had begun to throb as she had danced her sensual, teasing dance for him . . . especially once she dropped her dress, the triangle of soft pubic hair not quite hiding her luscious delta, literally framed for his viewing pleasure by the garter belt and stockings. His urgency now in exposing his legs was to so he could feel the delight of her stockinged legs as she straddled him, the satiny material caressing his hips as she teased his cockhead with her slippery slit. He loved to run his hand up her legs, savoring the smooth texture of the stocking and then suddenly the soft silkiness of the bare flesh of her delectable thighs.

He inhaled, breathing in her fragrance as she mounted him, both her perfume and the scent of her arousal. He had always loved the way she “put on a show” for him this way….she was naturally beautiful; it was her easy willingness to celebrate her erotic nature that made her so damned sexy. As she slowly lowered herself, taking first the swollen head into her snug, wet heat, then taking the shaft inside her as well, its thickness filling her even as he arched his hips up to push himself even more deeply up inside.

She began to move in that way that only she could… not simply moving up-and-down like a carousel pony on its pole, but that incredibly tantalizing way she had of moving her hips in slow, sensuous circles, like an exotic dance…the way her movements pleasured his manhood drove him wild. He leaned back just enough that he could pull his shirt up and off, allowing her stiffened nipples to brush against the soft hair of his masculine chest. She grinned as she grazed his chest hair with her peaks and kissed him teasingly.

He reached around and gave her bottom a couple of playful smacks. She laughed and lifted one plump breast in her hand and held it so the nipple was against his lips. He began to suckle it. She took the other breast in her hand, raised it while lowering her head, and began to suck and lick the other nipple herself. He moaned, a deep rumble in his throat, as he watched her pleasure herself in that way.

Finally he pulled his head back, releasing her nipple from his mouth. “Touch yourself, baby,” he murmured as she continued that exquisite slow-grind, impaled on his hardness. Pulling her own mouth away from her breast, she looked down at him, mischief in her eyes.

“Really? Do you want me to?”

“Of course,” he answered, hoarsely. “And you know you want to.”

It was true. He knew her so well. No one had ever known her as deeply and intimately as he did. No man had ever “got her” the way this man did. Slowly she slid her hand down between her thighs until her fingertips parted slick fleshy folds and found her clitoris. She moved her fingers in slow, deliberate circles, stimulating the swollen bud. Her demeanor began to change, slipping from the teasing sex kitten of a few moments ago into a woman beginning to lose herself in the throes of pleasure. Waves of blissfulness began to ripple through her body, and they made her tremble.

He watched her.  He loved to watch her.  Soon her soft laughter turned to sighs and gasps and moans. He reached up and gathered her breasts in his hands, lifting them from the demi cups of her bra. He had watched her masturbate many times… and not simply because he enjoyed it…but also studying how and where she touched herself. He had become quite adept at replicating the way she stroked and kneaded her breasts with one hand while fingering herself with the other.

And as her rocking atop him became faster, more frenzied….her breathing quicker and harder…he moved his hands to take her nipples in thumb and forefinger, having learned just how she liked to have them manipulated for optimal stimulation….

Manhandled, almost…

~~~

Almost.  She was close to her first orgasm.  She pumped hard up and down on his tall strong shaft while she rapidly massaged her throbbing, swollen clit.  She fingered herself and her pussy juices covered her fingers.  “Baby, taste me.  Do I taste good to you, baby?  Do you want some of this baby?”  She thrust her fingers into his mouth and he moaned.  She tasted sweet, uniquely like her.  He couldn’t get enough of this woman.

He reached behind her and grabbed the cheeks of her ass; one in each big strong hand.  He squeezed in rhythm with her pulsating on his hard cock.   He loved watching her.  From this position the pleasure was written all over her face.  And he loved knowing that he was part of making that pleasure possible.  Her body was flush.  He could feel and smell her.  He was hot and ready too.  But he was a master at waiting.  And so he did.  He knew that this was just the beginning and he would be patient.  He knew that there was much more pleasure for them both to share and that ultimately when his time came, it would be well worth the wait.

 “Fuck me, baby.  Fuck me.  I love it when you’re inside me.  Hard.  Hot.  Strong.”

She leaned back now, her long hair falling down her back.  With her hands balancing on the arms of the chair and his hands on her ass, she continued to pump.  Hard and fast she moved up and down never taking her fingers from her clit.  She moaned and sighed and cried out again, “Fuck me.”

Her whole body shivered as the wave of the first full orgasm swept over her.  She felt it building from deep inside her.  Wave after wave of pure pleasure cascaded through her.  She stilled and he held her ass tight in his hands and pushed her down hard on to his straining shaft.  He shifted a bit more in the chair so as to be able to push more deeply into her.  She moaned and then smiled…

“Baby you are the best; simply the best.”

She fell forward on his chest and lay quietly.  They both needed to catch their breath.  His fingers ran through her long silky curls and trailed down her back.  She shivered and then abruptly stood.

“Fuck my ass, baby.  Fuck my ass.”

 ~~~

He needed no additional invitation. He knew that there was something about having her ass fucked after she’d come once that gave her the most sublime, euphoric pleasure. He stood and raked his fingernails lightly down her back. “Oooooo!” she cried softly as a shiver rippled through her body, and she tossed her mane and looked back at him over her shoulder with that “come-hither” look that drove him wild. He smacked her backside again and then reached to pull the back cushion from the chair, turning it sideways across the seat cushion. A firm but gentle nudge of his hand was all the coaxing she needed to kneel on the edge of the chair and lie across the cushion, her body supported and her ass thrust upwards as her head pressed against the back of the chair. 

He stood there several moments and simply looked at her. She could never know just how sexy, just how inviting and desirable she looked in that position. Her ass and her sex framed by the stockings and garters, her well-fucked, full mound exposed, the tuft of silky pubic hairs glistening moistly . . . the seams running down the backs of her stockings accentuating her beautiful legs . . . her pretty feet encased in the sparkling hose.  The sight of her like this made his heart pound and his cock throb. She knew he was watching and she began to wiggle her ass at him suggestively, giggling.  Oh, he was going to fuck that ass. 

He opened a drawer in an end table next to the chair and withdrew a tube of lubricant. He squirted some against her anus and some on his fingers and slowly began to work a finger into her bottom. As he felt the muscles gradually yielding, he slid a second finger in. Already she was moaning softly and rocking her hips back and forth against his fingers as they prepared her for him.  He squeezed more lube on his erection now, coating the head and the thick shaft and stroked himself a few times to cover it thoroughly, then stepped forward and pressed the slippery head against the pucker of her ass. He did not force it, but simply allowed his body weight to nudge the star until it opened and allowed the swollen head entrance. She sighed. He moaned. 

And then he began to work the full length and heft of his manhood into her…back and forth, a little at a time, gradually deeper and deeper up inside her until finally with one last push the entirety of his cock was buried deep and full in her ass. She groaned at the pleasure of feeling herself so filled with him.  His hands reached down and gripped the soft flesh of her voluptuous hips, holding her as he began to drive in and out, guiding her as she rocked back and forth in perfect rhythm with his thrusts. Soon the slapping of his hips against her ass cheeks and the ‘squish-squish-squish’ of his cock violating her behind echoed throughout the room. “The toy, baby,” she gasped softly. “Get…the….unh….unh….the toy…”

He grinned. Making sure he stayed inside her, he again reached into the table drawer and this time pulled out a silver vibrating egg, with a cord and remote controller attached. Carefully he reached down as she slightly lifted herself off the cushion and he easily pushed the egg into her still-wet vagina. She settled back onto the cushion, trapping the egg inside her. He slid the button on the remote to “LOW” and the egg began to hum inside her. He closed his eyes and growled deep in his throat as he felt the vibrations from the egg against the back of his cockshaft through the wall that divided her passages. She moaned as well as the vibrations intensified the feeling of his member buried in her backside. And again he began to plunge in and out of her as she rocked against him, their bodies moving together in synch, the feeling of her ass muscles clenching and massaging his cock coupled with the egg in her pussy stimulating his sweet spot was so intense and powerful that he began to shudder, fucking her ass harder, knowing he wouldn’t be able to hold out too long.  He reached forward and gathered her hair into his fist, clenched at her scalp right at the nape of her neck, pulling not too hard but just hard enough as he drove his cock into her harder and harder and faster and faster and eased the power switch on the egg to “HIGH”…

~~~

She cried out.  This man was a master.  He knew her body so well.  Knew exactly what to do to push her to the edge…that exquisite place hovering between pain and intense pleasure.  He gripped her fleshy hips and pounded his hard hot cock deeply into her ass.  The lube had done its job and she was wet and slippery…totally opened up to his manhood.  He loved to look down and watch his cock slide so smoothly in and out of that special spot that she had so generously offered to him.  He knew that many women would not allow this kind of fucking.  She was different.  She loved it.  She moaned beneath him, continuing to cry out, “Fuck me baby.  Oh I love it when you fuck my ass.  Slam that cock deeper, baby, deeper into my ass.  Fill me up with your cum baby.  I want you to cum in my ass.”

She wiggled beneath him responding both to him and the vibrations of the egg, She shifted a bit and reach her hand down to her clit.  “I’m going to come again, baby.  I’m coming again.”  Just the first few strokes of her engorged sex pushed her over the edge.  She shivered beneath him, shaking uncontrollably. Another wave of orgasm, equally if not more intense than the first, consumed her.

The intensity of her response brought him to the point of no return.  He had waited patiently and now it was his turn.  He continued to move quickly now, intensely stimulated by the slippery warmth of her ass and the vibrations of the egg.  More than anything else, what fueled him was her overwhelming desire for him.  She was so strong and clear in showing him that she wanted him and only him.  It was a turn on like no other and with that he surged more deeply into her and then stilled.

She felt the throbbing of his cock in her ass as he spilled his load.  His fingers dug into her tender flesh and she moaned in pleasure/pain.  He responded with one final thrust.  “Oh baby…”

Then woke. 

It was all a dream.  A wet dream conjured up by a fertile imagination and way too many months on his own.  As he lay in his chair, he thought about this new woman that had clearly inspired the most erotic fantasy that he had ever enjoyed.  There was no doubt in his mind that with her, the reality would be even more satisfying than the fantasy.

~~~

Meanwhile, a few miles away, she continued to finger herself in the shower

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