You answers the door and peer down at my cock you sees my erection through my tight jeans. I push you inside and start to kiss you passionately.  No words exchanged; I slide down your now slightly wet thong. Then proceed to push you back more.  I stop pushing and turn you without hesitation. I convincefully bend you over the sofa. You reach down placing your palms on the cushion to brace yourself. Struggling to stay in your awkward position, you wiggle a little, impatient for it to begin. You did not have long to wait.                 I feel your bottom with my hand, pinching and kneading your flesh a little, slapping it lightly with my hand a few times, just to hear the sound.  I spank harder with my hand.  You make a yelp at first but it turns into a moan even louder.  As I rub the sting in your moans of approval and the tightening of your pussy muscles urged me to continue. You jump when you feel my palm come down like rapid fire on your bare ass.  You moan, as your ass grows hot under my slaps.  You feel me rubbing away the last sting sliding all over your cheeks then my hand slid to the small of your back. I undo my belt and slide it out in one swift stroke.  The belt moving around my waist makes the distinct sound. You tremble, I see it in your ass as it shakes, you knows it will sting but oh the pleasure. Trembling, waiting for the first smack from the belt, I decide to let you feel the cool, soft belt against your bare skin before it administers the warm sting.  I raise the belt and you tense.  Bracing for the light, steady spanks across your ass, each one causing an "ooo-”, and an "ahh-”, and sometimes and "ow-," to escape your throat.  You collapse a little but straighten up after the sting becomes bearable.  I begin to spank you a little harder and a little slower.  Your bottom begins to feel hot and a little achy.  After each spank, you are almost ready to tell me to stop, but you want me to go just a little further.  I could tell that by the way you peer back over your shoulder shaking your ass in a teasing manner. It hurts so much, but at the same time, you want me to push your limit.  I needed you to push my limit.  My spanking grew fiercer as the process engages me, seeing you enjoy the feel of your flesh convinced upward by my strokes.  They lift your ass.  I smack you from the sides, abusing one ass cheek and then other.  I spank the lower portion of your ass, so close to your tender thighs and right near your pussy lips, exposed between your legs.  You whimper and moan, it is all you can do to keep yourself in position. You wiggle your ass, the belt continues strike you, and you move upright with tears wetting your hair and breasts.  Seeing your tears, I drop the belt as you jump me, kissing me, we fumble going up the stairs, throwing off my clothes, you beg to suck my cock.  You take my balls in your mouth first, because you miss them. Then you begin playing with my cock’s head and licking the sides of his shaft before taking my cock all in, deep throating my rock hard erection. You suck me with intensity, like a famished woman in need of chocolate.  I am absolutely delicious, I could tell by the “Mmmm’s and Ahhhh’s” escaping from you as you open and close your lips around my cock.  You withdraw when you have your fill of my pre-ejaculation.  You throw me on the bed and kneel in front of me pulling my boxers down and place my cock in your mouth. Getting my cock harder by teasing it with your teeth and tongue. You rubbed it with my pre-cum making my cock silk.  Then standing up, turning around you placed my cock between your ass cheeks and start squatting up and down holding it tight against you.  My cock is sticking to your hot ass so you reach under the bed and pull out your favorite lube and drip the cool gel on your ass cheeks to soothe the burning and make it easier to jack my cock off with your ass. Your motion of sliding up and down sends tingles up my spin you can tell because my cock pulses between your cheeks. You can see my balls start to rise up into my body getting ready to release their tasty liquid. You stop, turn and crawl up beside me kissing me, biting my neck, and sucking my nipples. My fingers are tease your clit and then I lick them dry.   Kissing me deeply I totally submit to you as you begin to stroke my cock with your hand, then you lightly spank my balls and my cock.  It isn't painful but the anticipation of the next smack is enough, what is painful is you digging your heel of your foot still in your shoes over my thigh and down to my calf.  I must say the pain is pleasurable and very erotic. You place your feet on either side of me.  You squat over my cock placing your hands in my hands.  Lowering yourself onto me you fuck me slowly up and down the full length of my cock .  I fill your pussy with my cock which turns you wet.  You allow me to see drips from your swollen pussy land onto my chest. I ask how bad you want it.  Of course, you need it you told me so, repeatedly, as you drop with all your weight onto my waist. I roll you off of me and plant you on all fours.  I start massaging and spanking your ass, teasing it by rubbing my cock between the cheeks and lips.  I slip my cock back in as you drop to your elbows arching your back I begin to pound you hard from behind.  I pound you something deep, intense, you start throbbing and cuming all over our Indonesian silk sheets. All that does is turn me on more so we changed position. I want you to ride me, backwards so I can watch as your ass is going up and down on my cock.  I can see your round ass hitting my body and shake.  I could feel my cock press the top of your cervix it is just so great hearing you pant heavily as you take over. You can not lift yourself up anymore so you rock. The rocking motion smashes your lips between our bodies. I slip a finger in your anus and can feel my cock rotating and jarring inside you. My finger slides in and out, my knuckle stretches your anus sending goose bumps up your back. We are moaning louder than ever together. People on the street can probably hear us because the window is cracked open.  I feel you tighten around my cock and my finger. I see you start to spasm letting out a scream I feel a gush run down past my cock and in to my ass. Twitching you fall between my leg in exhaustion.

Jon and Connie admire the canvas of their artwork laughing at the mixed colors of parts of their bodies imprinted on the bed. They decide they must clean up headed to the shower. Standing under the water as it washes the colors down to the floor of the shower. Soaping each other’s body by rubbing their hands over each part feels exquisitely comforting. Connie starts to press her soapy body against Jon’s. Rotating, lifting up and down, and groping his body pressing him tightly to hers. She feels his warmth and his cock between them. She is starting to get wet with the touch of his body meshing with hers. Her thoughts race as she moves all over him. Dropping to her knees in front of him, coming to face Jon’s growing buddy. She grips his cock with her soapy hands lathering him up cleaning all the paint off. The water rushes down her body fondling every inch as it laps off her skin. The felling drives her in wild as she watches Jon shake with her gentle touch as she rubs his soft cock. She takes him in to her mouth she is excited to taste Jon’s clear cum dripping from him. Connie hums “Mmmm” as she sucks more of his tasty juice, she can feel his cock start to grow in her mouth. She gets him hard, then stops, and stands to face him pulling him down to breast as he gladly nibbles on her erect nipples. She moans as he bites and sucks. His hands squeeze tightly around her wet breast. She tears away from him turning to the faucet shutting the water off. She hands Jon a bar of soap and ask him to rub her back. The soap turns in to lather as he rubs her down. His hands sink lower washing the full round ass. The lather is slick as he tries to grip her ass. Connie backs up into Jon; she can feel his erection slip between her ass cheeks. Leaning forward she reaches between her legs, grabs his cock, and places his head in her ass hole. Slowly she relaxes and glides over his cock. The feeling of Jon’s cock inside her, reaching further inside gets her wet and makes her moan. Repeatedly she slides back and forth and soon she tells Jon “your turn to pound my ass and make it hard”. Gripping her ass tight he pulls and pushes as his waist plunges his cock deep inside her. She starts to scream, “Don’t stop oh my god. Don’t stop”. Jon spanks her as he pounds, the smacking of their bodies sounds louder and louder. The sound turns Connie on even more. She reaches between her legs to play with her clit that is bulging and pulsing. Rubbing it roughly, she almost cannot stand the build up inside her. She is trying to hold off until Jon cums in her ass. He starts to moan louder and grunts with passion that is her queue to turn on the cold water. It rushes over each other’s bodies making both scream in ecstasy. Connie’s legs collapse under her orgasm and Jon keels under his. Holding each other hot from the exertion, but cooled by the cold water, they fall to the shower floor letting it wash away the soap.

 

After collapsing on the stairs, Connie slides out from under Jon crawling to the bedroom.  Jon followed her gazing at her round ass helping her on to the bed.  As she lays, half on with her legs in stoking with her high heel shoes on Jon kneels and spreads her legs.  Kissing her succulent round ass and rubbing her legs with his hands.  Thinking of what he is going to paint on to her, he starts to roll her stockings down to her ankles.  Kissing her now exposed legs Jon removes her high heels and rolls the stockings off her feet.  Jon’s refreshing kisses revives her from her bliss.  Jon grabs the paint and the brush, opening the bottle and dipping the brush he laughs.   Pulling her thong over her cheeks Jon gives her openhanded swat leaving a red hand print Connie shriek in delight.  Jon takes the wet cool paintbrush and traces out the handprint.  Taking another color, he dips a new brush in to the cool paint, leaving a hand print on her other cheek.  Connie accepts the smooth, cool brush in relief of the enjoyable sting.  Rolling her over the fresh paint leaves a paint mark of the loving hands on the fresh new white bedding.  Jon unbuttons her corset exposing he beautiful breast.  Laying the corset on the bed beside her Jon leans over and circles her harden nipples with his tongue.  Jon sense there perky excitement as his tongue flicks against them.  The abuse of his tongue increases the sensitivity of her nipples.  Jon closes his mouth around her nipples and sucks to insure they are plump and erect.  He reaches for clean brush and drags it across her nipples and all over her chest.  Jon smears paint in his hands then reaches out to her breasts, pinching and flicking her sensitive nipples as Jon’s hands grasp at her breasts.  She feels the smooth paint smeared on her breast as he moves his hands all over her chest.  Jon takes a brush o a different color and paints her nipples then grabs the white pillow and lays it across her.  Then he lays on top of her leaning close to kiss her plump lips.  His mouth opens and slips his tongue in to her mouth; the tips of their tongues become tangled in passion as he bears all his weight on top of her.  Rolling him off Connie says, “Now it is my turn”!

Connie smiles as she looks up at Jon. Jon regains his cool composure releasing his white-knuckle hands from the base of the chair. Gliding his easily down Connie’s soft skin, down her arms, sending shivers all over her body. Griping her elbows Jon lifts up on her motioning for her to stand. As she rises, her delicious chest invites his scruffy face to rub against her. He dives in to the nape of her neck sucking hard she moans in excitement as Jon grabs her rear squeezing drawing her in over him. Letting go of her neck he kisses all over her exposed cleavage. Then he releases his grip of her rear reaching for the table to clear his utensils and glass out of the way. Sliding his body forward pushing against hers she leans back. She feels the cold table against her rear; she picks up her leg as Jon caresses the back of her thighs moving down her silk stockings. His rough face scratches her exposed lower belly but he smoothes it away with soft kisses. She rests her high heels on his back as she grips the tablecloth waiting for her clit to be touched by his tongue. Wanting him to make her spasm in delight, she draws him in with her legs. Jon plunges in to Connie’s moist, sweet smelling pussy slipping his tongue between her lips, sliding it up and down searching for the bulge of Connie’s clit. His jaws moving his sandpaper beard brushing against her inner thighs makes her squirm. She jerks as Jon’s tongue finds her sensitive clit erect and hard. Jon circles it with his tongue then flicks it fast, his chin parts Connie’s pussy and his stubble makes her lips tender. Jon stops, Connie moans as she feels his teeth surround her clit. Jon sucks and presses down hard to insure he has her clit in his mouth. Connie lets out a yelp and a “Oh my GOD’! Yes” as he sucks harder. With a finger, he slips inside her pussy moving around searching for her g-spot. Finding it, Connie squirms more on the table, he slips more fingers in to play with the tender area. Connie started cuming she could feel inside her pussy, deep inside, she could feel it as Jon stroked her clit and g-spot it was building.  Connie raises her voice “don’t stop” as her hands grab the tablecloth harder and her legs tighten around Jon.  Connie started to cum in to Jon’s face as she gasped and moaned loudly Jon reached up with his free hand and pinched her hard nipple. She let out a scream as her pussy tightened around Jon’s fingers her orgasm shakes her deep inside and gives Jon her sweet tasting juices.  

At the bottom, her hart races with anticipation as she slips into the high heels. Taking a deep breath, Connie seductively enters the dining room to find Jon dishing her plate and setting it next to his. Grabbing his rear, Connie feels the silky soft but firmness that Connie so much wants pounding between her legs. However, Connie calms herself, thinking that she needs to get through dinner. Compounding their sexual desires’ while they eat, both pass sexual innuendoes and light petting. Both were about to lose control when they finished their plates. Connie collects both their plates placing them away from the edge of the table. Turning and leaning on to Jon, she asks, “What’s for desert”? Smiling she laughs as she pushes her chair back. Knelling between his legs, she rubs his thighs, spreading his knees further apart. Slipping between them, she slides her hands up his thighs. Right in to his boxers, her hands feel his soft skin under his boxers. Grabbing his pulsating dick, she kisses his chest and works her way down to his boxers. With her teeth, she pulls the top of his shorts back exposing his dick’s head. Kissing the top of his bulging head Jon jumps in delight. Connie pulls Jon’s boxers further down. Taking his dick in to her mouth Jon can feel Connie’s pony tails brush the inside of his thighs. Connie plays with Jon’s balls while licking his shaft and nibbling on his head with her teeth.  She sinks lower engulfing his tight balls in her mouth moving her tongue around them teasing them with gentle bites of her teeth. She strokes him longer and faster.  Connie licks from the under his balls to his tip, flicking and nibbling as she strokes and squeezes him hard. Jon leans back and moans louder as Connie starts to suck harder and faster. Jon’s breathing gets shorter and louder and dick starts to tense in Connie’s mouth. Connie slows and takes his dick all the way in her mouth as Jon erupts. Connie sucks harder and cleans dick as Jon shakes and quivers in his chair moaning as his load is sucked out by her soft lips he lets out “Oh my. Oh Connie, Yes OH”!    

Connie walks in to house after a long day from work, throwing her coat on the recliner and her purse with her keys on the entryway table. Connie smells something good cooking. She also notices none of her k*d* running to greet her at the door. Puzzled Connie calls out to her husband asking if he is home. “Yes, I am in the kitchen” he replies. Connie heads to the kitchen down the hallway. Passing the dining room, she sees the dining room table is set for two. He calls out telling Connie the k*d* are at the babysitters until nine tonight. Connie peeks in the kitchen as he is talking to see him cooking dinner over the stove in his blue silk boxers she bought for his birthday. Connie stares at his round ass as he stirs the pot that smells delicious. He asks Connie if she heard him, Connie smiles scantily and shakes her head provocatively up and down.  He walks up to her grabbing her waist and pulling in to his arms giving Connie a kiss. Pressing hard against her plumb lips Connie feels his scruffy beard. Melting in his arms he pulls back saying, “You did not hear a word I said”. “Our dinner will be ready in an hour, there are bath salts waiting for you upstairs”, said Jon. Slinking away, Connie takes off her shoes before she heads up the stairs.  Entering the bedroom, Connie sees the bath salts on the made bed with new white sheets. Confused about the white sheets she grabs the salts and nightgown, lifting the gown it reviles a box of body paints and brushes. A smile slowly curls upon her face and Connie chuckles. Undressing and filling the tub her mind wonders as to what Jon has planned for the night. Lighting the candles at the side of the tub, Connie finds a wine cooler bottle in a bucket of ice. Playing with the water as it filled the tub she dreams of dirty thoughts. Turned on, and tingling all over, Connie sinks in to the hot bath water feeling the water tickle every inch of her sensitive skin. Soaking and relaxing Connie thinks of what she is going to do to Jon to make him scream in uncontrollable moans. Betting on what he will call out in passion sends a smirk on her face. Connie wakes up from her daze when Jon walks in, hands her a hot towel from the dryer, and mentions that dinner is ready when she comes down. Surrounding herself in the warm towel, Connie gets a whiff of Jon’s cologne. The warm feeling and sweet smell of Jon gives Connie a devilish idea. She decides to slip in to Jon’s favorite outfit. She giggles as she fastens the red velvet corset and rolls up the pair of black silk stockings over her soft smooth legs. Digging through her panty drawer, Connie finds the matching thong. Laughing aloud she chooses to wear the patent leather high heels with fire along the sides remembering  to put her hair in two pony tails her rush bear foot down the stairs.