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Again, a couple of times I briefly touch the vershinok of the external labia (now the sensations should be even sharper), stroke them from the side, around the circumference, and lightly touch the already protruding internal (Katya shudders again). With a relaxed brush, from bottom to top, I spend all over her pussy and suddenly press my hand tightly to her (Katya breathes loudly in the air and stops breathing for a few seconds).
Now I already need stimulation myself. Without taking one hand away from the Kate's genitalia, with the other I take the hand of my partner and put it on my hard cock (I love women's hands!). Katya clasps his palm and masturbates. I hold her hand a little: slower, don't rush. I only need to slightly stun the brain by injecting a small portion of PEA (phenylethylamine) in order to remove the remnants of the barriers and whip up imagination.
I begin to submerge my hand inside Katina's pussy deeper, stroke the walls of the outer labia inside, caress and gently squeeze the petals of the inner, gently massage the clitoris, shallowly slip my fingers into the vagina. Katya flows and clearly loses attention, as she stops rocking my penis with her hand, and then completely drops her onto the bed. Not scary, I already got what I wanted. Therefore, for some time, having cared for Katya with my hand, I decide to raise her confidence and gratitude to me. Namely, to remind that in addition to the hands, I still have lips and tongue.
I spread my partner's legs and settle down between them. Kate was very nervous, what would it mean? Is this a kind of male affection for her as a wonder? But what about her ex-husband and lovers? On what limited soldering she was kept!
A whole inner side of Katin's hips, gradually approaching her pussy. I love it when it is clean and pink (clean does not mean shaved), then I myself enjoy it, and I can deliver it more effectively. I lightly stroke the soft lobules of the outer labia of the female partner with my fingers, open them wider and examine the contents for a few seconds. Very often, women experience noticeable embarrassment at my impudence and worry, but it almost always passes quickly. For a while, my tongue and lips repeat the previous journey of the fingers.
Katya, initially calmed down and relaxed, strains slightly again, squeezes my head with her hips and begins to tremble continuously and coarsely. After another couple of minutes, she pulls me to her. I am sure that she still could not finish, but this was not planned. We will leave the session of full-fledged oral sex for the future, and now Kate is clearly not anxious to feel something more substantial inside. Looks like she's really hungry.
However, there is a small problem: when I was going to go on the way to the pharmacy for condoms, Katya restrained me, saying that it was not necessary. I decided that she either did not plan to go so far right away, or had already prepared everything in advance. But something I do not see them. Of course, I am talking to Kate about my concern, and in response she puzzles me with a surprise. It turns out that she somehow cleverly curved vagina (or something else there in the female part), because of what she can get pregnant only by a special method, and the usual sexual intercourse for her is safe for more than 99%.
Well, such a guarantee and a condom does not. I look carefully at Katya, I reflect for a few seconds: neither embarrassment, nor interruptions in conversation are observed, mimicry is not strained, eyes do not run (it would be necessary, in principle, to look at the pupils, but now it is too dark for that). We assume that this is my bonus! And very nice as well.You know how much even the thinnest condom changes the sensations.
I take the classical position and ask Katya to introduce me into myself with my own hand (a matter of taste, of course, but I like it so much). A second back, cooling off in the open air the head of the penis momentarily rests on the lower edge of the labia and suddenly! ... falls into the soft and warm tight moisture! I do not hurry; I revel in the first sensation for a couple of seconds, transferring most of my consciousness to the sensitive cells of the head; then I start a slow motion inland, I reach almost to the end and squeeze in tightly to the very stop itself, pressing my whole body to my partner's body. I lie motionless for a few seconds and absorb, absorb this instant with all the cells of the body and all the fibers of the soul!
With each new partner, this moment is repeated only once, the moment when you first completely and irrevocably seize the woman. All the delights that will be later, this is only a supplement, primarily for the body, not for the soul. Perhaps some men scornfully do not pay attention to the peculiarity of this minute, but I am sure that they greatly impoverish their achievements. Give up your present situation for a second and remember this woman at a time when she was still completely alien to you, when you even slapped on her priest to slap her for no reason, would think it was a great insolence, and feel that now she has given to you yourself completely, you are in it, in its most intimate depth. YOU HER FUCK!
It is said that the French have seven different words for the expression of seven different degrees of intimate intimacy. Well, the patriarchal nature of Russian history has somewhat impoverished our language in this regard, often there are simply not enough words to express our thoughts. But we have a wide, sensitive and sincere nature.
I gradually start the wave movement, listening to my feelings, feeling for the rhythm that suits me (so that I myself can receive pleasure and not finish ahead of time, because today I am acting as a gift), watching Katina’s reaction. This is obviously familiar to her, she relaxed and closed her eyes. So far, it does not help, but it suits me perfectly. I am completely immersed in my own feelings, I am a robot, which now has only one, but an ultrasensitive sensor located at the tip of the penis.
Katya's vagina is not as narrow as that of young girls, but very soft, smooth and hot. The cells of a head not bound by any rubber barrier literally sing, and with complex polyphony. Warm-growing pleasure is born not even on the head itself, but somewhere inside the groin, spreading all over the middle part of the body and responding even in the tailbone.
Katya starts to come to life, opens her eyes, covered with some kind of languishing, makes oncoming movements, adjusting to my rhythm. After a while, she begins to tremble a little and at the same time she is clearly pushing me to speed up the rhythm. Ah, no, honey, at that pace I won't be long enough. I slow down a little and inwardly relax, muffling the level of sensitivity. And now you can accelerate smoothly. Minute, second, third. Kate starts seriously and somehow unevenly shake, such involuntary jerky movements are knocking off the rhythm, but I try to cope.
Katya's breathing becomes harsh and intermittent, facial expressions float (from time to time during sex I really feel like an independent outside observer). Here is a large shiver turns into a small, internal (and all this in silence; groan or shout until, apparently, shy, constrained), ... breath holding, ... some more convulsive movements, ... and Katya relaxes, spreads on the bed .
I slow down, but do not stop. After waiting a minute and catching Katin's gaze, in a whisper I ask: “Can I?”. With a slight smile, she nods, then, having caught herself, begins to help me. Thank you, of course, but this is absolutely not necessary.
Allowing myself to increase sensitivity, I again focus on my own feelings. A wave of pleasure quickly takes off to the very border, I hold myself to it for a minute, without going over (I can’t take it anymore!) And with a stifled groan I end violently. At the moment of this orgasm, I literally stop feeling ... Read more →