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i just got this email from a pinay lady i have cyber with.... it made ME cum all over myself
Last Friday night, my friend, a girl, got two sticks of weed for her birthday. The first one was passed around during the dinner party she threw, but because many puffed from it, it had no effect.
Sarturday afternoon, she texted me to ask if I would like to come over her place again. She was so tired playing host during her birthday, she "missed" her own birthday party, like she didn't have a good time to just enjoy her friends. She was busy being busy. So she would like to hang out with me. I said sure, but I that will go after my swim-walk in the campus.
I went there, had dinner...then we went up her rooftop, where the party was the night before. I was having wine. It was a good one -- not sweet, the kind I like. I had about a glassful, and was starting with my next, and I was starting to get tipsy. The moon was out, the nightsky bright and there were stars. The air was cool too, and we were having a good talk.
She then brought out the last stick and asked if I was game. Enthusiastically, I said yes, of course. so...
To my surprise (I really should not have been), I was like too quickly getting stoned. Like right after we finished the joint, I felt my senses heighten and time and movement were going way too slow. I know my speech was slurred, and I was like having difficulty finishing my sentences. My mind was racing, thoughts rapidly shooting one after another, but my speech could not cope. My heartbeat too was beating fast, and that's when I got scared a bit. The last time I had weed was in college (and that was too long ago) and I was not hypertensive (though I am only moderately hypertensive and it has been well-managed with meds, exercise and diet) yet. I had not thought of how it would be now...
My girlfriend and I were seated in those big rattan chairs, with long, extended armrests, where you can put your legs up in a more relaxed version of stir-ups in a gynecologist's exam room. And my friend, who was getting stoned too had her legs in that position in those armrests, one leg for each armrest, so she was like eagle-spread. She was wearing a sexy dress. As I.
I was trying hard not to think of her like that, because I was starting to get worked up with her in that pose. But I did not want to resist whatever it was I was into at the moment, or I will have a bad trip. So I was getting aroused, but a part of me was saying, "Oh No. You can't!', she's my friend (though she too is a bisexual, and we have had a few talks before at the possibility of us doing it). So I thought to myself, I will maybe just go with this in my mind, but hopefully I don't act on it...
This was how I imagined it (am so hoping that was all I did)...
She was still in that pose when I asked her if she's okay to me going down on her. Yes, I was quite to the point. She just laughed. Too stoned maybe to even bother to talk. I took that to be a "Yes!", so I stood up and went to her. I was poised to take her panties off, when to my surprise, I saw that she wasn't wearing any. So, I smiled and went for it. I slowly raised the hem of her dress, till her waist and started caressing her pussy. She was bushy, or at least bushier than me. Her eyes were closed and she was slightly making soft sounds. She was liking it for sure. She moved lower in the seat and spread her legs wider. I was so horny, so with one hand, I took my own panties off, and with the other, I was touching myself as I was diving for her pussy. My friend was wet, so was I. I was sticking my tongue in her and she was pushing her cunt back to my face. I licked and sucked and kissed her twat like it's her lips and I was french kissing it.
It was hard to focus. I would be stopping every so often, to concentrate on fingering myself and playing with my clit, and she would tell me to continue eating her. So I asked her to change her position. I told her to lie down with her head near the edge of the seat, so her legs were resting on the backrest. Once she was settled in that new pose, I carefully stood and squatted over her head, so her face was like several inches right under my pussy. It was kinda hard to maintain the squat, but I generally managed to. I then lowered myself some more, so she can eat me. And she did, like crazily and hungrily. It was kinky and it was mindblowing. Everything felt so intense and everything seemed to be in slow-mo.
I wanted more, but after awhile, she made me get off the chair and sit on the chair I was sitting in before. She made me strike the same pose she had when I went down on her...put my legs up in the rattan armrest-stir ups. She hiked up my dress exposing my bra. She told me to remove them so she can fondle my breasts too as she was eating me. I was in high heaven. We both were, am sure.
That was when I thought of you. Or thoughts of you came in and took over and seemed as real as real can be in my mind...(not that the one with my friend was real...or so I hoped it wasn't).
I imagined you standing by the door, looking like you have been there and watching us for sometime. You had that familiar grin I see when you make me view your webcam. I nodded my head as an invitation for you to join in.
You walked towards us, unzippped your pants and just let it drop to your ankle, then stepped out of it leaving them on the floor. I dunno where my friend went, but she was gone and you were in her place, kneeling. Your were touching my thighs, caressing it, and I was undulating to the rhythm of your touch. You planted small, light kisses on the insides of my thighs and lingered right before my pussy, just blowing hot breath into it. It was driving me crazy, like I couldn't take the pause before you kissed and licked my pussy. I was moaning softly and my vagina was twitching and dripping with anticipation. So when you finally put your lips on my cunt, and started eating me, I was delirious. I love everything you were doing with your tongue, your lips and even your nose. Your hands were also fondling me all over.
I then asked you to finger me without you stopping from tonguing my clit. I then held your head to bring your face even closer to my cunt, as I was thrusting my hips towards your mouth. I can't hold it any longer, I pushed you away so I can stand up. And without any words exchanged, I made you sit on the chair and I sat on you. The change of positions happened so fast, it was like fluid and rhythmic to the beat. I put my arms around you for balance, so I won't fall off, as my hips met your every thrust.
I love how big and hard your member is, and I love how you fill me up inside, and me contracting my vaginal muscles like embracing you dick tightly. It feels so good, and we were rhythmically at it, and then, with the build-up so strong, we both just exploded. And for a few seconds, we just stopped moving like being frozen in time. Then I got off you, but sat on your lap still, facing sideways, hugging my knees to bring my legs close together, as I lightly shuddered with each surge of little orgasms. You put your arms around me and was holding me through my "seizures". Then when I had calmed down, we both just collapsed on the chair.
I must have slept a bit. When I woke up, I was less stoned and can carry on a decent conversation. My friend was back, but you were not. She asked how I was, I said I was fine. She casually told me that I was earlier starting to touch myself, so she thought she'd give me some privacy, went down and slept in her bed. I just smiled. Then we just drank our water and listened to her James Taylor playlist...
Last Friday night, my friend, a girl, got two sticks of weed for her birthday. The first one was passed around during the dinner party she threw, but because many puffed from it, it had no effect.
Sarturday afternoon, she texted me to ask if I would like to come over her place again. She was so tired playing host during her birthday, she "missed" her own birthday party, like she didn't have a good time to just enjoy her friends. She was busy being busy. So she would like to hang out with me. I said sure, but I that will go after my swim-walk in the campus.
I went there, had dinner...then we went up her rooftop, where the party was the night before. I was having wine. It was a good one -- not sweet, the kind I like. I had about a glassful, and was starting with my next, and I was starting to get tipsy. The moon was out, the nightsky bright and there were stars. The air was cool too, and we were having a good talk.
She then brought out the last stick and asked if I was game. Enthusiastically, I said yes, of course. so...
To my surprise (I really should not have been), I was like too quickly getting stoned. Like right after we finished the joint, I felt my senses heighten and time and movement were going way too slow. I know my speech was slurred, and I was like having difficulty finishing my sentences. My mind was racing, thoughts rapidly shooting one after another, but my speech could not cope. My heartbeat too was beating fast, and that's when I got scared a bit. The last time I had weed was in college (and that was too long ago) and I was not hypertensive (though I am only moderately hypertensive and it has been well-managed with meds, exercise and diet) yet. I had not thought of how it would be now...
My girlfriend and I were seated in those big rattan chairs, with long, extended armrests, where you can put your legs up in a more relaxed version of stir-ups in a gynecologist's exam room. And my friend, who was getting stoned too had her legs in that position in those armrests, one leg for each armrest, so she was like eagle-spread. She was wearing a sexy dress. As I.
I was trying hard not to think of her like that, because I was starting to get worked up with her in that pose. But I did not want to resist whatever it was I was into at the moment, or I will have a bad trip. So I was getting aroused, but a part of me was saying, "Oh No. You can't!', she's my friend (though she too is a bisexual, and we have had a few talks before at the possibility of us doing it). So I thought to myself, I will maybe just go with this in my mind, but hopefully I don't act on it...
This was how I imagined it (am so hoping that was all I did)...
She was still in that pose when I asked her if she's okay to me going down on her. Yes, I was quite to the point. She just laughed. Too stoned maybe to even bother to talk. I took that to be a "Yes!", so I stood up and went to her. I was poised to take her panties off, when to my surprise, I saw that she wasn't wearing any. So, I smiled and went for it. I slowly raised the hem of her dress, till her waist and started caressing her pussy. She was bushy, or at least bushier than me. Her eyes were closed and she was slightly making soft sounds. She was liking it for sure. She moved lower in the seat and spread her legs wider. I was so horny, so with one hand, I took my own panties off, and with the other, I was touching myself as I was diving for her pussy. My friend was wet, so was I. I was sticking my tongue in her and she was pushing her cunt back to my face. I licked and sucked and kissed her twat like it's her lips and I was french kissing it.
It was hard to focus. I would be stopping every so often, to concentrate on fingering myself and playing with my clit, and she would tell me to continue eating her. So I asked her to change her position. I told her to lie down with her head near the edge of the seat, so her legs were resting on the backrest. Once she was settled in that new pose, I carefully stood and squatted over her head, so her face was like several inches right under my pussy. It was kinda hard to maintain the squat, but I generally managed to. I then lowered myself some more, so she can eat me. And she did, like crazily and hungrily. It was kinky and it was mindblowing. Everything felt so intense and everything seemed to be in slow-mo.
I wanted more, but after awhile, she made me get off the chair and sit on the chair I was sitting in before. She made me strike the same pose she had when I went down on her...put my legs up in the rattan armrest-stir ups. She hiked up my dress exposing my bra. She told me to remove them so she can fondle my breasts too as she was eating me. I was in high heaven. We both were, am sure.
That was when I thought of you. Or thoughts of you came in and took over and seemed as real as real can be in my mind...(not that the one with my friend was real...or so I hoped it wasn't).
I imagined you standing by the door, looking like you have been there and watching us for sometime. You had that familiar grin I see when you make me view your webcam. I nodded my head as an invitation for you to join in.
You walked towards us, unzippped your pants and just let it drop to your ankle, then stepped out of it leaving them on the floor. I dunno where my friend went, but she was gone and you were in her place, kneeling. Your were touching my thighs, caressing it, and I was undulating to the rhythm of your touch. You planted small, light kisses on the insides of my thighs and lingered right before my pussy, just blowing hot breath into it. It was driving me crazy, like I couldn't take the pause before you kissed and licked my pussy. I was moaning softly and my vagina was twitching and dripping with anticipation. So when you finally put your lips on my cunt, and started eating me, I was delirious. I love everything you were doing with your tongue, your lips and even your nose. Your hands were also fondling me all over.
I then asked you to finger me without you stopping from tonguing my clit. I then held your head to bring your face even closer to my cunt, as I was thrusting my hips towards your mouth. I can't hold it any longer, I pushed you away so I can stand up. And without any words exchanged, I made you sit on the chair and I sat on you. The change of positions happened so fast, it was like fluid and rhythmic to the beat. I put my arms around you for balance, so I won't fall off, as my hips met your every thrust.
I love how big and hard your member is, and I love how you fill me up inside, and me contracting my vaginal muscles like embracing you dick tightly. It feels so good, and we were rhythmically at it, and then, with the build-up so strong, we both just exploded. And for a few seconds, we just stopped moving like being frozen in time. Then I got off you, but sat on your lap still, facing sideways, hugging my knees to bring my legs close together, as I lightly shuddered with each surge of little orgasms. You put your arms around me and was holding me through my "seizures". Then when I had calmed down, we both just collapsed on the chair.
I must have slept a bit. When I woke up, I was less stoned and can carry on a decent conversation. My friend was back, but you were not. She asked how I was, I said I was fine. She casually told me that I was earlier starting to touch myself, so she thought she'd give me some privacy, went down and slept in her bed. I just smiled. Then we just drank our water and listened to her James Taylor playlist...
11 年 前
