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insatiable_id 53 / M
"Sexuality is the lyricism of the masses..."
Alexandria, Virginia, United States
 
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insatiable_id 53/M
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Introduction
I am officially living an ethically non-monogamous lifestyle. Most people I know would be shocked to truly get to know the side of me shown here. I lead an outwardly conservative, discreet and disciplined life as a well educated professional. What the conservative exterior conceals, is an inner man with a passionate lust for exploration and fun. That said, I am not looking to jump in the sack with every vixen I meet, I remain very discriminating and very discreet. My activity interests vary depending on my mood. There are many times that all I want is to drive my partner wild with oral sex (something I receive a LOT of compliments on). Leaving her completely spent from a solid tongue exercise, having had multiple orgasms, and not asking for anything in return—that’s true happiness! Then there are those days of indulgence where all I want to do is touch, caress, and soothe my partner with a sensual but relaxing full body massage. Getting to know her body, finding those places that release her tension and help her to be reassured enough to totally let go around me can be such an intimate experience. But other times, I’m simply in the mood for some straight-out animal passion, horny beast fucking. I like to break out of the mold and try new things. I am very uninhibited and like to bring my very active imagination into play. I have been a professional photographer for a few years and love to take boudoir shots (I have posted a sample of my work), so if you're looking to spice up your profile or simply want to have an uninhibited photo shoot, let me know!

My Ideal Person Sigmund Freud once said, "The id will not stand for a delay in gratifitcation. It always feels the tension of the unfulfilled urge."

We all have our preferences. Personally, I am looking for a woman that can turn me on at the drop of a hat, but who knows how to build anticipation for our time together. Physically, I admit to having certain preferences. I’m most drawn to petite women of Caucasian or Asian descent between 5'0 and 5'4" tall. But looks are not all that matters. True excitement relies on personality. I want a partner who is trusting and confident enough to push the envelope that bit extra to explore the realm of mutual release. When a woman doesn’t hold back, can express her desires, and be secure enough in her own skin to acknowledge her most erotic fantasies and be willing to let me try to make them come true, that is the ultimate turn on—and my greatest desire…

Tell one of your favorite sexual fantasies. Don't hold back!:
I saw you across the room. You were standing next to the bar, your dress draped softly over your body in such a seductive fashion. Your blonde hair had been cut much shorter since the last time I saw you, leaving but a few strands falling lightly across the smooth, vanilla skin of your neck. It accentuated your slenderness and created such a subtle contrast. I could see the two sides of you that I had learned to identify in our conversations. Your blue eyes were bright and penetrating. I couldn’t wait to look into them and drink you into me. The wet, soft look of your lips was recognizable, even at this distance, and brought back all the images I had formed in my mind of our first kiss…
The red silk of your dress highlighted your soft, firm breasts. The way that the neckline plunged down to reveal a hint of cleavage left my mind racing. The swell of your breasts filled the dress but was in complete harmony with the proportions of your slight frame. The gentle curve to your hips was accentuated in a very subtle fashion. The cut was impeccable. I never would have guessed that seeing someone from across a room could leave me so breathless. No matter how hard I tried, it was impossible for me to catch my breath. You were a vision. Most importantly, I knew you had done it all for me. Despite the fact that we had never been more than friends, you knew exactly what would pique my interest and suck me in to the experience from the very beginning. The night was to be incredible--I knew it from my first sight of you.
I circled around the room, not sure if you had seen me yet. I was determined to find a way to show you just how special I wanted this to be. You had already proven that you had the same expectation of the night to me with the way you looked—now it was my turn. As I came around behind you, I could see where that silky fabric fell across your ass, it aroused my suspicions because, the fitted aspect of the dress kept the fabric close and taught, but not too much so, yet I saw no panty lines. Were you wearing a g-string, or nothing at all underneath? Anticipation can be such a wonderful thing and I was definitely experiencing it! All of the fantasies I had formed about this night flooded back into my mind. I was living one of them right then.
When I stepped next to you, slightly behind and to your right hand side, I was tempted to reach out and touch you, but this night was not to be rushed. Resisting that incredible urge, I leaned forward, being very careful not to give you any hint that I was there. As I moved closer, the sultry sound of the jazz singer’s voice in the background mixed with the gentle fragrance of your perfume. I was intoxicated. I moved in, placing my lips very near your ear, but being careful not to act too quickly. In a tender whisper, I spoke the word you told me to use. As I did so, I let the breath linger and brush your ear. Our first touch was, thus, not physical, but rather ethereal and I saw a slight shudder run through you. I continued by telling you that “you [were] an absolutely gorgeous angel.” Your radiance, I said, left no question that every woman in the room felt out of place and every man present jealously staring at me, because I was clearly the person you were there for. As I spoke, you leaned back into me and my hand slipped naturally, without any hint of unfamiliarity, around your waist. Your body seemed to fit perfectly against mine. I knew it even in that moment of first contact.
It was at that time the bartender, obviously trying to interfere, came and asked what we would like. I ordered quickly, anxious to get him away so that we could continue our night. He moved away to fix our drinks, and I was left with the sensation that we were the only two people in the room. You turned towards me and our eyes met. The deep color of your eyes was touched with a sparkle that was unmistakable. Your face had a look of innocence that I knew, from other conversations, was merely a façade—but one that was also an integral part of you. I wanted to just stare into those eyes and let our minds speak to one another, but we were again interrupted by the bartender who brought our drinks. As we raised our glasses, I offered a toast, “to the most anticipated experience of my life,” and my left hand very naturally found yours. The warmth of that touch was comforting. Again I was left with the distinct impression that this was the most natural meeting ever.
As we sipped our cocktails, we made small talk. We fell distinctly into the same rhythm we had found in so many other, more innocent conversations. It seemed like no time when we finished our drinks. In reality, as I noticed your watch during one of the involuntarily frequent moments of looking over you, it took us nearly 45 minutes to finish them. As we did so, the comfort between us was visible, and we both seemed to know that we wanted to continue this night in private. I asked if you were interested in moving to a more intimate location and your look, as much as your words told me you did. I took your hand softly and led you out of the bar. Time seemed to stand still while we walked down the street to the hotel where I had gotten us a room. Our conversation during the stroll seemed minute, yet totally at ease. I felt as if I was with someone I had known forever.
When we got to the room, I opened the door and let you in. Once inside, neither of us moved quickly. It was clear that we both viewed this as a night for patience and indulgence, rather than rushing. I moved to the dresser and lit the candle I had placed there earlier then I reached over and turned out the lights. As the flames danced, the flickering light animated your hair, your eyes, your skin and I knew you were something very special. It was then that you noticed the bouquet of roses on the nightstand, as well as the champagne chilling next to the chocolate covered strawberries. It was obvious that I had planned this night to the minutest detail—and I could read the appreciation in your eyes. I didn’t want to appear awkward, but had to pull myself away to move over to the champagne so that I could pour us each a glass. You met me as I moved back towards you, glass outstretched. Our free hands wrapped around one another as we came together. I could feel your eagerness for the first kiss, but I wanted to build the anticipation and so I moved back slightly offering yet another toast, this time, to “a night of absolute magic for a woman that deserves the finest in everything.” Before we drank the toast, however, you countered by offering it to “a man who clearly understands what makes a night magical.” We then drank of the dry, chilled champagne. After the toast, I took our glasses and set them down.
I came back to you again; this time reaching out for you, and our embrace was punctuated by our first kiss. That kiss was all consuming, but not one of aggression. Rather, it spoke of passion, and of tenderness. Our lips met lightly. My lips sought your lower lip, catching it, feeling the moist softness of your skin, then moving to find your upper lip I got the same sensual sensation. It was then that the full power of our kiss was met when we found each other open, inviting. Our tongues danced very lightly, very slowly against each other. I could taste you, I felt as if I knew you. As we continued kissing, our bodies found one another, and I moved my hands. One instinctively found the small of your back and it pulled you against me, the other found the softness of your neck and moved in a caressing fashion to your cheek. With that hand, I trailed my touch around, across your ear, pushing a wisp of hair behind it, then to feel the softness of your strawberry blonde curls. We could both feel the need in that kiss. Slowly, I parted the kiss and began trailing my way to your neck. I kissed and nuzzled there, sucking very softly at the soft skin. My kisses trailed further to your ear. Nibbling on your ear lobe, I breathed my words in a whisper—“You are beautiful, I can’t believe we are finally together.” “I want to taste every bit of you, and become a part of you tonight,” I continued. I could feel the shiver that ran through you as a moan escaped. The way your weight shifted into me told me that we were both feeling the same thing.
Our passion continued to build as we nuzzled and kissed. Our tongues danced a dance of seduction in one another’s mouths, as well as across our skin. Throughout this time, neither of us felt the need to grope or grab, choosing to let the intimacy of our lips and tongues do the exploration. Slowly, I felt your hands start to move. First, one slid down to my ass, where you gently kneaded it while pulling my pelvis closer to yours. The other seemed to come up to my chest. I felt the subtle movement of your fingers as you started working at the buttons on my shirt. This was the confirmation that I was not the only person wanting to feel our skin touch and to experience our bodies moving together as one. As my shirt was unbuttoned, you began pulling the shirt out of the front of my pants, ensuring access to the final few buttons. Once my shirt was undone, your hand continued down. I was sure you would begin massaging my crotch through my slacks, but you were far too restrained for such a direct approach.
As your hand worked its way lower, sliding between our bodies, you began to rub my inner thigh. As you did so, you spoke to me in a seductive, rhasping voice, “I can’t wait to know your body.” Then with a final squeeze of my butt cheek, I felt your hand run along the crack of my ass as you broke our embrace. I was momentarily confused until you stepped back, pulled my shirt off of my body and began lifting my t-shirt. Once my chest was exposed, you ran your hands through the hair on my chest, leaned into me and began to kiss a trail from my face, down my neck, to my left nipple. As you teasingly bit my nipple, you looked up at me with an impish grin on your face. Your bite was sharp, but it sent a streak of pleasure through me. As our eyes met, you released my flesh from between your teeth, replacing them with the tip of your tongue, which traced a circle through the tiny indentations in my skin. As I stared down at your crouching form, I could see into the neck of your dress. I felt sure I would get my first glimpse of your breasts. The dress had been perfect though, it hid the strapless bra impeccably and I was left with another teasing view of flesh where it was quickly sheltered by sheer, black lace. I was disappointed, but knew that the anticipation would make this all the more special, so I had to imagine what they would look like.
As you continued moving your kisses lower, to my stomach, I felt your hands move to my belt, working at the buckle. I reached down and pulled you back up to me, kissed you deeply, and asked you to stop. You looked at me with a confused, hurt expression. I explained to you that I wanted this night to be about your pleasure, first and foremost. With that, I placed my hands in yours, fingers intertwined, and began to raise your hands above your head. “Let me take care of things, for now,” I said as I left your hands resting on the back of your head, and reached around to the back of your dress. I searched for the clasp at the top of the zipper to your dress. As I found it and unfastened the clasp, I kissed my way down your cheek and neck to your shoulder. While kissing my way down your chest to where the neck of your dress hung, I pulled the zipper down. As I slipped the straps of your dress off the shoulder and let them slide down your arms, I moved trailed my tongue and lips back up your chest to your kneck, nuzzling under your chin before kissing you fully on the mouth again. As we kissed, I let go of your dress and it slid quietly to pool itself around your legs. Trembling with excitement, I pulled myself back taking a moment to drink in the beauty of your body.
I started at the top of your head slowly letting my eyes follow lower down your frame. Your hair was beautifully done, your eyes sparkeled. The deep blue color of them held my gaze. They spoke volumes. I could see anticipation, lust, and genuine feeling. While I looked into your eyes, I let my hand reach out and lightly trace a line up the outside of your leg to your hip, then across the erogenous area just under your hip bone across to the line formed where your leg met your groin. As my hand caressed your skin, you closed your eyes, and I could read the anticipation on your face as I noticed a sharp intake of breath.
I let my touch teasingly play in that region. I was careful, however, to avoid touching any areas that were too sensitive. I wanted to build your anticipation and I knew that if I moved too quickly it would ruin that slow wave of desire that was building inside of you. My gaze, meanwhile, moved down from your angelic face to take in the slope of your shoulders. Your skin had that creamy smooth look of someone who takes time to pamper herself. The tops of your breasts were visible over the lacy strapless bra. Almost losing my sense of self-control, I knew that I had to release your bra and get a chance to see your breasts. Using every bit of self-discipline, I moved my hand slowly, pulling you into me for a soft, gentle kiss. As our lips met again, I smoothly released the clasp. You started just a bit as you realized that the only thing holding the delicate fabric between us was the pressure of our bodies against one another. As the kiss subsided, I eased the pressure on your back. That subtle change enabled our bodies to part and your bra fell to the floor where your dress lay. As it did so, I felt our skin make contact. The slight sensation of your breasts brushing against my chest was erotic and made my legs weaken subtly.
I looked down and noted the sharp contrast of the black bra laying softly on the silky red dress. As I did so, I saw your perfect breasts. They were small, but firm. The slightly upturned shape of them revealed large areolas. I wanted to take them in my mouth, but again knew that patience would serve both of us in this instance. Instead, I let my hands seek out your own. I held your hands as I took a small step back and continued to take your beauty in. Your stomach was taut. It revealed a sleek musculature that was firm enough to prove you took care of yourself, but still soft enough to let me know you are a woman at heart. While I let my eyes fall lower, you let go of my hands. I was so transfixed on noting the soft curves of your body that I didn’t even notice your hands were moving to slide the dainty g-string over your hips. It wasn’t until I saw the first wisps of manicured, downy blonde hair that I realized you were revealing yourself to me. It was then that I knew for sure you were ready to give yourself to me completely on this night…
You let the black panties fall to the floor, completing the pile of your clothes and I got to see all of your incredible body. You were magnificent! From your beautiful hair, to your deep blue eyes, to the swell of your bosom to the small patch of soft hair covering your pubic mound everything about you was perfect . I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to be here with you on this night. My awe was so complete that I almost didn’t hear you ask if you could undress me. I didn’t want you to think I was going to move quickly in this seduction so I started to protest. Then I realized that stopping later to do so would only disrupt things, so I consented.
Your hands trembled slightly as you unbuckled my belt. I could feel the softness of your skin as your fingers slid inside the waist of my pants so that you could unfasten my slacks. Once the clasp was undone, and you had lowered the zipper, they fell to the floor much as your dress had done minutes before. As they were falling, you slid your hands inside the back waistband of my boxerbriefs and I felt your fingernails teasing on the skin of my butt. Then, with surprising swiftness, you slid them down to my thighs. As you did so, my penis sprung free. As it did so, the weight of it fell against you. I heard a moan of satisfaction as you then looked down at me. You then knelt to pull my underwear all the way down. You tried again to take over the situation by taking the head of my penis into your mouth, but again I stopped you. Oh, how difficult that was. I wanted to let you continue so badly because it felt so incredible. The soft, wet warmth of your mouth engulfed the head and I thought I had found heaven—but this was about you, at least for now.
Once we were both completely nude, I lifted you back up to your feet and stood in front of you. We both gave one another a lustful look over the other’s body. I then took your hand and led you over to the bed. I laid you on your stomach and, for the first time, saw your naked, tight ass. It, like the rest of you, was perfect. I was awestruck that you could be such a flawless woman. As I laid you down, I moved your arms down, beside your body. I had thought this through, and had some scented massage oil on the nightstand. I asked you to close your eyes as I poured a small bit of oil into my hands. The scent of roses reached your nose when I did so, and I saw a slight smile cross your face. Once my hands had warmed the oil, I began to rub your neck, shoulders and back. The massage was designed to relax you and to build familiarity between our touches. It was all I could do to resist the urges I had of touching you sexually. First I wanted to explore your body, then your sex.
The massage started with soft caressing of your neck muscles. I kneaded the sides and rubbed the back of your neck in small circles. Periodically, I would let my fingers trace lightly through the wisps of hair on the back of your neck and around your ears. I then moved my attention to your shoulders. As I worked on your shoulders, I also rubbed your upper arms. I was careful not to rush, spending enough time to work any kinks out of each area, but not spending so much time as to make the skin feel raw in any one area. From the arms and shoulders, I found your upper back. As I worked out your tensions my hands would occasionally reach down to your side at the base of your breasts. Each time I could sense you moving your body slightly as if you wanted me to touch them fully—I resisted. The small of your back led to the top of your ass. As I explored those beautiful cheeks, I would trail fingers moist, but not damp, with oil from the bottom of your anus along the crack of your ass back up. Each time, I felt you squirm. Your legs were not ignored either. As I worked your hamstrings, I made sure to let my hands get very close to your crotch, close enough to feel your heat, but again took care not to touch you there.
After massaging you and noticing that you were close to being relaxed enough to doze off, I gently rolled you over. When I did so, I raised your hands back above your head. Again, my planning paid off. I had several soft silk scarves pre-positioned. Two of them I used to gently secure your arms above your head. The third I used to lightly blindfold you. Once that was done, I moved a pillow down and lifted your lower body to slide it underneath the small of your back. Now that you were positioned, I leaned over and kissed you again. As I did so, my penis fell against your breast. It was the first time I had touched any of your sex organs tonight, and you gave a shudder. I knew that the anticipation had been building. As we kissed, I caressed your face and the back of your neck with my hands. Then, I shifted to the side and began to kiss my way down your neck to your shoulder. I let my lips and tongue continue to the top of your left breast. As I kissed and sucked on your skin, I moved around the side of your breast, across the base of it, and then to the soft valley between your breasts. All the while, I was very careful never to let anything touch either of your nipples. Once I had completely circled your left breast, I trailed my kisses back up to where your neck and chest come together, and then back down to your right breast. Again, I used alternating kisses and suckling to cover this breast always making sure your nipples were unmolested. As I did so, this time, you began trying to move your chest so that I would touch the sensitive sites at the tips of your breasts. You couldn’t see the impish smile on my face as I continued my ministrations knowing that I was driving you crazy with desire—but I held out.
I completed the circle of your second breast and then repeated my trail around the other. You began to whimper as I followed that by moving my kisses down your torso to your navel. As I reached this spot, I let the tip of my tongue dart out and trace a circle around this spot that once served to ensure your life. Then, with a soft sucking motion on your stomach, I simultaneously let my tongue dart into your navel and I felt you shudder. This was nothing, however, like the shudder that passed through your body as I trailed the same attentions down the soft indentation at your hipbone. It was then, as you began to beg me to continue that I stopped. The pause was not long, but I could sense that your rapidly quickening breathing had changed in that moment. It was then that I let my mouth move back up and take your left breast fully into my mouth, savoring for the first time the feel of your hardened nipple on my tongue. I let the tip of my tongue circle and envelope the tip of your breast and you gasped fully. I was certain I had planned this right! After spending some time tasting the unique nature of your skin, I released your breasts from my mouth and let myself kiss your lips again. I could tell by the hunger in your kiss that you were truly enjoying my seduction. As I broke the kiss your head lifted up as if you didn’t want it to end—but I had other plans.
After separating our lips, I repositioned myself at the foot of the bed, between your legs. When I did so, I let the tip of my middle fingers trace a line along the bottoms of your feet from the heel to the sole of your big toe. I saw your feet curl in reaction. I then let my hands rise up the outsides of your legs across your calves to the outside of your thighs. I knew from the sound of your breathing that you knew what was coming and were very ready. I leaned my body forward and let my face hover above your pubic hair. I took a slow, deep breath taking in the softly musky smell of you. Then, with pursed lips, I let my breath out blowing softly across your sex. Once this exhalation was complete, I let the tip of my tongue trace the line where your leg meets your hip. I could feel you trying to move your pelvis to place my mouth on you, but it did not work. I wanted to continue to build your anticipation, and nothing would stop me from doing so…
I shifted down and began to kiss and nuzzle the inside of your left knee. As I did so, my tongue would periodically dart out to moisten the skin. I continued this, savoring the taste of your flesh, moving higher on your leg until my nose was touching that valley between leg and torso. My kisses then trailed over and down to just above your clitoris. I let my tongue trace a half moon around and above that spot. Your scent was intoxicating. As my mouth crossed directly above your clit, I encountered that soft hair. It tickled my nose and I continued moving across your body to the other leg where I moved slowly back to your knee.
At this point, I raised my head and moved my hands up around your sides to your pubic hair. I let my fingers move very lightly across your pelvis, toying with the wisps of blonde they found. Then with my right index finger, I traced around between your left leg and the lips of your pussy. As I did so, I was meticulous about making sure the lip itself was unmolested. This was no easy task as you first tried to move your arms down to guide me, but found the restraints wouldn’t allow it. I could then feel you wiggling, trying to move your body to place my hand fully on your sex. From along side your lip, the finger moved between your anus and your pussy and up around the outside of the other lip, then hovered so that only the slightest cushion of air separated it from tracing along the line formed between your lips. I heard a moan and then you uttered a pleading “please, touch me, penetrate me.”
I answered not with words, but by parting your lips with just the tip of my thumb as it slid from the bottom to the top. You were wet—very wet. As I completed this simple motion, I could see the moisture on my thumb. I repeated the motion in the opposite direction and got a series of deep guttural moans in response. I knew you were ready, but I pulled my hand back and placed my middle finger in my own mouth, making sure that it was very moist, then agonizingly slowly I slid my wet finger inside of you. Your silky warmth engulfed my finger and you arched your back as a deep “yyyeeeeesssss,” came out. Massaging the outside of your pussy with my palm, I stoked my finger inside of you a few times watching the look on your face. I then removed my finger, sliding up your body laying my own nakedness against yours, and took your right breast into my mouth. As I did so, I saw your lips purse as if you were going to moan again, as you did so, I reached up and placed my finger that was now wet with your juices against your lower lip. As I did so, you quickly sucked my finger into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it, moaning and tasting your own self. I pumped my finger in your mouth, much as I had done a few seconds ago to your pussy and I felt your building suction as you sucked harder.
As I removed my finger from your body, I shifted back down to look closely at your womanhood. Your pussy, like the rest of you was magnificent. Your lips were starting to get puffy and showed a slight pinkness. Your clitoris was similarly starting to swell. I used my thumbs to part your lips and let the flat of my tongue glide across them. I then slowly took the slightest bit of the tip of my tongue and traced around the inside of your lips, tasting the sweetness of your juices. This was what I had most longed for, the taste of you—and I was not disappointed in the least! As my tongue was exploring the soft folds of your pussy, I felt your back arch and you tried to push your body further onto my tongue. I continued my teasing approach, though, moving my tongue to trace the outsides of your lips before letting it run again up the ridge between them. I repeated this dance with your body several times before I decided to pull my tongue back inside my mouth, build some saliva on it, lick my lips and then stick it deep inside of you, angled towards the back of your sex, and take my first full deep scoop of your luscious juices. I was in heaven. As I did this, I closed my mouth fully around your pussy, sucking in as I licked you. After several full sweeps in this fashion, I felt you starting to tense, so I released my hold with my mouth, backed up and moistened my lips. Once that was done, but without letting to much time elapse, I replaced my lips, this time around your clitoris which I sucked on very softly. As I did so, your body tensed again, and I complemented my efforts by inserting a finger into you.
The combination seemed to have the desired effect, because your body began to shudder as you cried out, “Oh my GOD!” I felt my hand get damper, and let the suction on your clitoris go enough that I could sweep my tongue from inside you up to tap the underside of your clitoris. The faint sweetness of your pussy was now very strong as your orgasm flooded your body with lubricating nectar. I pumped my finger inside of you as I drank deeply of your juices and then worked attentively on your clitoris. I repeated this until I felt your body tense and shudder again. The moisture was again thick, sweet and musky. I drank deeply of you and then slid up to kiss you fully on the mouth letting our saliva mix with your taste—all the while I continued masturbating you with my finger. After a sensually flavorful kiss, I trailed my lips and tongue to your ear. As I licked and nibbled on your ear, I whispered “thank you, you have the best pussy in the world.” As I said this, I removed my hand from inside of you and let my dripping wet finger trace around your lips. I felt your intake of breath as your tongue darted out to encircle my finger and pull it inside of your mouth where you sucked on it ravenously.
When you finally let go of my finger, I heard you ask if you could be allowed to return the favor. I asked if you wanted me to stop already and you said you needed a moment to recover from those two incredible orgasms. I consented by untying the scarves around your hands. As soon as they were free, you pulled the scarf over your eyes down around your neck, rolled on top of me, took my head in your hands and kissed me passionately. As your lips approached mine, I was acutely aware of your nakedness pressed against my body as you lay on top of me. As our lips met, and our tongues darted together, I don’t know if it was my face, or your mouth, but I could still faintly taste your juices and it fueled my passion. Already I wanted to go down on you again!
As we continued our kiss, I felt your hand move down to my crotch. As you reached between us, your delicate fingers took the weight of my in your hand. It felt good. Without letting go of me, you used your other hand to push yourself up, and broke our kiss to begin moving down my body with your lips and tongue. As you got to my nipple, I again felt a sharp sting when you bit on my flesh mischievously. You continued your progress down my body until I could feel your breath on my cock. Then I felt your hair brush the head of my penis as you moved your face lower, and took my nuts into your mouth. I had never had anyone do this—it was a strange and wonderful experience—but it only lasted a moment. Just as I was adjusting to the warm, wet sensation of your mouth on my testicles, you released them and smoothly slid your lips around my organ. As they closed on the soft portion just below the head, I felt your tongue dart out to trace the base of the crown up the slit where I just knew pre-cum had to be drenching out onto the shaft. This subtle action was almost too much after all the buildup I had had in my seduction of you. I knew in the first few moments that you were a woman that could ruin a man with your mouth—and I was eager to experience it!
Soon after you first took me into your mouth, you released me from the heavenly grip of your wet, moist lips. I looked down, across my chest and saw you licking your lips as I felt you wrap a hand around the base of my shaft, positioning it where you wanted it to be. At that moment, you saw me staring and our eyes met. You flashed me a wicked impish little grin as you licked your lips, rotated your hand so that you were cupping the length of my cock in your hand and ran your tongue from the root to the tip of it as if you were catching the drippings off of a melting ice cream cone. As your tongue reached the head of my shaft, you curled your tongue around the backside and used it to pull my dick into your mouth where you descended down to take the entire length deep into your mouth and throat. I let out an audible sign of how good it felt, let my head lay back and concentrated on the intense pleasure you were providing. As you continued bobbing your head up and down on the totality of my manhood, I felt one hand massaging my balls while the other alternated squeezing and relaxing around the base. I knew I couldn’t last long at this pace—I had gotten far too aroused eating and seducing you—but didn’t want to interrupt the best head I had ever gotten.
Just as I felt like I couldn’t hold back you sensed I was about to cum and stopped abruptly. I saw you sit up, then felt you moving. Soon, I realized you were straddling my chest, crawling up my body. As your breasts drug along my stomach and chest, you moved your mouth next to my ear and whispered, “you’re not the only one who can tease…” You then continued to slide up until knees were on either side of my head and your pussy was perched just out of reach of my tongue over my mouth. I desperately wanted to taste you again, and from the look in your eyes as you gazed down at me, you wanted the same. You began to lower your body, and just as the tip of my tongue reached your delicious, wet slit, you picked yourself back up, swung your leg over and crawled back down between my legs where you once again took my full length deep into your throat. This time, I felt you stroking my meat with your hand as you sucked, and swirled your tongue around my cock. In a matter of moments, I knew I was going to cum, and couldn’t stop it this time. You heard my breathing shallow, and quicken, and felt my body begin to tense. I felt you pause as you let loose of my member with your lips, I didn’t know what was happening, but it was quickly placed back in your mouth. Just as the first shot of my hot cum came out, I felt a moist finger probing at my anus. I’d never experienced anything like it, but you timed it so that you penetrated that spot just as my second blast of jism was coming out and it made that wave more intense than anything I had ever experienced. You must have noticed a change in the forcefulness of that cum shot because you flinched almost imperceptibly. All the while, however, you continued milking every bit of cum from my veins. As I started to soften from this incredible orgasm, you continued sucking, and stroking until you were satisfied you wouldn’t miss a single drop. I felt you let my flaccid member drop out from between your lips, and as you crawled up my body, I saw you licking your lips and you smiled at me.
You continued up my body and placed your pussy squarely over my face. As I licked and probed you, it built up to a fluid moistness in no time. Just as I got into a rhythm, though, you backed off, leaned over and kissed me deeply. We could taste the commingling of our mutual love juices. As we kissed, I felt you untie the knots binding my hands. I’m not used to being kissed by a woman that just had a mouth full of my cum, but I was so deeply satiated, and so completely aroused that I couldn’t begin to be offended or complain. You had just given me the most intense erotic experience of my life!
As we continued kissing and nuzzling, I felt your hands quickly begin exploring my body working to bring life back to my recently deflated manhood. I asked you to untie my hands, and you did. At that point, I rolled you over, and said, “relax, I know how to get it back—and you can have fun while we wait.” With that, I moved myself between your legs and renewed my oral explorations of your incredible womanhood. After two orgasms, your pussy still tasted incredible, I could never get enough of it. As I licked, sucked, and explored orally and with my fingers, I felt your excitement build again. Just as you were approaching the brink of another orgasm, I sensed a stirring in my loins. Not wanting to stop, I continued licking as I swung my body around, my semi-erect penis came into your view, and you took the hint. I felt your small soft hands wrap around it and place into the warm, wetness of your mouth. Just as your body became wracked with the first wave of orgasm, my penis reached its full erection. Once your wave of pleasure ended, you let me come out of your mouth and told me you wanted me inside of you. I was more than happy to oblige.
I moved off of you and began to position myself between your legs, but you had other ideas. As you rolled me over, and straddled me, I should never have been surprised that you were a woman that wanted to be in control. As you knelt over me, I saw a look of contentment mingled with that lusty vision in your eyes. I was lost staring into them when I felt your hand grasp me and place the head of my cock at your wet, inviting slit. I figured you were going to place it right inside, but instead you flashed me that devilish smile, and began to rub the tip up and down along your lips. I could feel the ample moisture and knew this was not about lubrication—this was about power and control. I placed my hands squarely on your hips and tried to pull you down onto me, but you flexed your leg muscles and resisted, staring into my eyes you said, “no, no, no, this is my time to set the pace.” I was desperate to be inside of you, to become a part of you, to feel you completely engulf and accept me and you knew it. So you continued rubbing me around the gates to the one place I wanted to be.
Just as I thought you were going to drive me crazy, I felt you relax, your body started to settle, and the head of my penis crossed the threshold piercing your womanhood. The sensation was incredible, you moved so slowly as I entered you that I felt that I could feel each cell of my flesh as it crossed into the moisture we had created. Once you had just the head inside, you stopped and looked down into my eyes. I moved my left hand from your hip to the small of your back and placed the right one around your left breast. You sat like that for what seemed an eternity before settling very suddenly all the way down on top of me. I was buried inside of you, and I felt as if our souls had been combined. At that moment, I was truly a part of you. Then you rose up and began to establish a smooth, slow rocking and thrusting rhythm. I was in heaven! We made love like this, me caressing your breast, holding the small of your back, your hands resting on my chest for leverage, and our eyes locked on one another, for what seemed an eternity. It was the most connected sexual experience I had had in all my years. It was made even more special when you leaned forward and whispered to me that you were going to cum. I lifted my head, and kissed you fully on the mouth as your pussy clinched and unclenched around me in orgasm.
Once you had finished cumming, you fell onto my chest, your cheek resting against me. I stopped thrusting, not wanting to ruin your beautiful afterglow. I softly kissed your forehead. It didn’t take long, though for you to tell me you wanted to finish me off by taking me from behind. Again, I was more than happy to oblige. You slid your still sopping womanhood off of my erection, and started to move to a position on your hands and knees on the bed, but I took your hand, pulled you up and said, “I picked this room for a reason.” With that, I led you over to the picture window overlooking the city. As I moved behind you, and gently placed your hands on the windowsill I couldn’t tell which view would be more inspiring the one outside, or the one inside. As I leaned you forward, you looked over your shoulder at me and gave me a moaning smile as you spread your legs into a wide stance. With that, I placed my left hand on the small of your back, and used my right hand to guide my member into your warm, wet box. As I pushed into you, I saw your head drop slightly, then pick up as I heard a sharp intake of breath. I began to worry, but then I saw your reflection in the pane of glass and you had that contented smile of a woman that is getting a very enjoyable ride. With that, I set up a gentle stroke, moving into you so that I could reach forward and caress your breasts with one hand, while I reached down and massaged your clitoris with the other. From the way you met my strokes, I guess you liked my choice of style. Unfortunately, this didn’t last long, as I couldn’t control myself. In a matter of just a few minutes I was cumming deep inside of you like an 18-year-old virgin. Amazingly, I felt your body start to contract around me as my dick pulsed hot cum inside of you. Our nearly simultaneous orgasm made the night complete.
As I softened inside of you, I felt you raise your body, and your arms wrapped back around my neck. I leaned my head forward, kissed the lobe of your ear and told you that was the most incredible night of sex I had ever had. You just laughed and told me you weren’t done yet—after all you had cum two times more than I had…

What location do you fantasize about for a sexual encounter?:
An airplane

What types of sexual activities turn you on?:
Giving Oral Sex, Receiving Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Toys (Vibrators/Dildos/etc.), Role Playing, Threesomes, Mutual Masturbation, Food Play, Making Home "Movies", Participating in Erotic Photography, Voyeurism, Handcuffs/Shackles, Blindfolds

What factors are most important to you when looking for a sexual partner?:
Physical attraction, Same/similar fetishes, Ability to be discreet, Sexual appetite, Willingness to freely discuss and try anything, Agreeable to a commitment free sexual relationship, Creativity/Kinkiness level

Have you ever had cybersex?:
I've tried it, but it's just not the same.

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Information
  • 53 / male
  • Alexandria, Virginia, United States
Sexual Orientation:
Straight
Looking For:  Women, Couples (man/woman), Groups or Couples (2 women)
Birthdate: March 17, 1971
Travels to: Bethesda, Maryland, United States
Hometown: Independence, Missouri, United States
Relocate?: Prefer not to say
Marital Status: Single
Height: 5 ft 5 in / 165-167 cm
Body Type: Athletic
Smoking: I'm a non-smoker
Drinking: I'm a light/social drinker
Drugs: I don't use drugs
Education: JD
Occupation: Attorney
Race: Caucasian
Religion: Prefer not to say
Have Children: No
Want Children: No
Speaks: English, French, Japanese
Hair Color: Blonde
Hair Length: Short
Eye Color: Blue
Glasses or Contacts: Glasses
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