Beyond my Control:
Ride of Her Desires: Wife 8
Lord Koga
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Ride of Her Desires
I was in utter awe when I opened the door and found her standing just outside it. For the past few months she would talk about getting on her bike and making the three and a half hour trip up here just to be with me. Just to know how it was to be a desired and sexually fulfilled woman once more. Until now I never thought she would find the courage inside her to make the trip; the nerve to see me and let me devour her body like a man should always treat his adored. Yet there she stood in the entry way of my apartment with her windblown brown hair cascading erotically down the front of her body, masking her large, firm, ravishing breasts, for she was pure eye candy.
“I… I can’t believe you actually came,” I said as I rolled my eyes further down her lush body, burning the image of her sharp savory curves in my mind as I licked the contour of my lips with the tip of my tongue. “Not yet,” she said in a soft airless voice. “What?” I asked not at first catching on to her meaning as I scrolled my eyes slowly back up into hers, suddenly amazed with the inferno of warmth that burst through my body as I gazed into those sparkling pools, knowing that I could easily drown in them. “I haven’t cum yet.” She said as an evil, sexy grin rose across her face, “I was hoping you could do something about that.” She hissed as she quickly brushed her lips over mine, allowing me to take in the sweet sugary taste of her soft lips as she pressed them into mine, grinded her hips deeply against my crotch, forcing my cock to quickly stiffen to the sexual assault.
“I think I can do something about that,” I said as I grabbed her arm and pulled her into the hallway of my apartment, slamming her up against the back of the door as I quickly undid my pants like a sex crazed loon, allowing gravity to take over as my pants and boxers trailed slowly down my thighs revealing my already hard and throbbing cock to her warm, soft hands. “Suck it,” I said firmly. “Suck it first…,” I growled as I narrowed my eyes, only to watch her comply as she quickly fell to her knees, staring at my aching member like a virgin, she continued to roll her tongue sporadically over the outline of her full lush lips. “Here,” I growled as I took hold of my cock with my hand, pressing the head against her soft lips, glazing them over with my pre-cum. “Mmmm,” she said as she again rolled her tongue over her lips taking in the fine layer of pre-cum, “it’s been so long… I so miss that taste,” she gasped erotically. Opening her mouth she lightly blew on the ridge of my cock, her eyes locking to mine as she gazed up at me. Slowly she placed her hands over my legs, spreading them a little wider as she rolled herself closer to his member. Her eyes broadening as she widened her mouth, the tip of her tongue soaring down my balls as she gently placed her soft, slender fingers around the base of my cock, arching it up towards me, crushing it against my t-shirt.