Betty Dodson with Carlin Ross

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We settled down on the bed and took each other. More blurs of sensation and kiss; loving when a woman fondles my body with the same hunger I have for hers. Then I remember resting my head on the inside of her open thigh. I moved my nose to her black lace panties-covered mound and just breathed her in, took in her scent, then smiled inside when my mouth watered and jaw relaxed a little more. She let me indulge as long as I wanted before I felt an impulse to ask her if she was ready to let her black lace fall to the floor.

“Yes…” said Kara.

I slipped them down and from around her ankles. Gave them a toss on top of my open sex-toy case, which is actually my black laptop case with an alter-ego for such events. Kara liked my preparedness and I explained how the case doubles as the landing pad for all our clothes so we don’t have to go looking for lost socks and underwear after play. She approved. Next I helped her out of her garter belt and black fishnet stockings. I cant remember the last time I did that. The black pattern slid down her thighs and calves to reveal white peach flesh beneath. It was a subtle transformation in her from seductive to ready.

“Eric, will you help me take off my dress?”

It feels so good to hear that from a woman.

I unbuttoned Kara down her front and she wiggled her breathtaking hips out of the last of the black. Hers is the body of a ballet dancer crossed with underwear model. I felt that moment where you don’t know where to look next or when to stop.

“Now,” Kara cooed. “Let’s see what’s under those dancer’s pants of yours."

She helped me untie and unbutton myself and after I was free asked me to hold my cock against my stomach so she could most efficiently and safely take my testes into her warm mouth. I stroked her head and felt her flexing and rolling her tongue over my balls. Kara breathed deep and I felt her exhale puff out her little nose and against my inner thigh; taking in my scent as I did hers. Satisfied, she pulled me down into an embrace. I tasted me in her passionate kiss. We stretched back down onto the bed and I reached over for my bottle of Aloelife organic water-based lubricant from my sex-case. I spread some over my fingertips, then mixed the cool wet with her hot wet down below. Up and down, slowly over the prim and full labia, letting her vulva open when she was ready.

Her clitoris was already nice and big under her red riding hood. I allowed a few glancing strokes against it. My intention was none other than lose myself in how amazing she felt between her legs—the silk, the firm little shaft. The pleasure I felt translated easily to her. I told Kara clearly that there was no ego here, that we create together; to tell me anything her body wanted me to know about what she needed and loved. Kara smiled in the low light and whispered how she liked her clit stim done. We began together and rose steadily while she kept us on track:

“Faster… Mmm, faster.”

I watched her hips rock unconsciously—ever so slightly here and there while I jilled her off. I slightly increased the speed of my rapid and firm circles each time she called for it They made tiny slippery sounds when at their fastest. When she came.

Her erotic-sweet voice gasped: “I’m coming… I’m coming!”

Her tone dropped, her head tilted back, and her mouth sucked in air when it wasn’t crying out. I watched her body’s soft and sexy wracks, her flat-feminine tummy tense under the smooth skin and I did what I had to do to make her orgasm taper off gently, to keep it going, instead of stop abruptly due to hypersensitivity. I saw her gorgeous climax-face, then watched it relax and her pretty eyes open. I cupped her vulva and mound, and just held her in one hand. We enjoyed the silence together. The next thing I remember when it was my turn was she asked if she could explore some anal touch. On me. In me.

“Have you ever done prostate massage inside a man with one hand while working his big cock with the other,” I asked.

Kara shook her head and said no with that erotic energy of curiosity combined with a desire to make a fantasy come to life. I softened my eyes and returned her smile.

-Fin

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