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06/01/2015
Susan was an illustrator of childrens' books, I'd met her at a craft show, where we were both exhibiting. During the evening I got to talking to her, and the conversation got round to computers and computer art programs.
She had been experimenting with a program called 'Painter' and I was very impressed with the examples of work that she'd brought along. She was bemoaning the fact that full-page A4 pints ate up the ink cartridges, and that ink replacements from the printer manufacturer very soon exceeded the cost of the printer. (this was some years ago, before compatible ink cartridges were common, and you had to buy bottles of ink with a small hypodermic to inject ink into the empty cartridge)
I mentioned to Susan that I'd be very happy to call and refill the ink when necessary.
Two weeks later she rang me and said that she was out of ink, and that if the offer still stood, she was in that evening,and would love to exchange an ink refill for a couple of glasses of wine. She lived a short bicycle ride away.
It was an early winter evening, and I was grateful for the warmth of Susan's lounge as we sat and drank and talked. Her husband was away for a fortnight on business, in Wales, something to do with production planning.
We got to talking about our, favourite artists. I said that my favourite painter was Klimt, and my favourite painting of his was 'Danae' - a very erotic representation of a beautiful red-headed woman,who was depicted during a visitation by Zeus, who manifested himself as a shower of gold between her legs..her face showed that she was in the throes of an intense orgasm.
Then Susan asked me what my favourite sculpture was.and I said; "Rodin's 'La Helmeiuse' or 'She Who was the Helmet-Maker's Once Beautiful Wife'." -a life-sized bronze of a small, thin old woman,nude,sitting hunched,her breasts flat and drooping..she is attempting to cover her nakedness with her hands and arms. The sculpture always makes me cry when I see it or picture it in my mind. I choked up describing the sculpture to Susan, feeling a complete wimp (men don't cry!) but Susan was sympathetic, saying that there were lots of things that made her cry.
Susan was blonde haired and slender, about 5 foot 8 inches high,and beautiful.She was wearing a pale blue shirt and blue jeans. I'd had fantasised about her since meeting her, and I was excited at the thought of what the evening might bring.
After a couple of glasses of wine, Susan led me upstairs to her bedroom, part of which was obviously set up as her workspace. A desktop computer and printer/scanner occupied a desk next to the window.I got out my ink refill kit, and commenced to fill the cartridges. I told Susan that it was a bit tricky at first, - if you squeezed the hypodermic too hard the ink went everywhere.
. I gave her the hypo,and covered her hand with mine, monitoring the amount of pressure she was applying. It took about a minute and a half to empty the syringe, and by that time I was very aware of the warmth and softness of her hand, and the nearness of her, and her scent and Jesus! I was getting a massive hard-on! My heart was beating fit to bust, and I looked at Susan.She looked into my eyes and I lifted her hand from the cartridge, but I didn't let go of her hand.Her breath was fast and shallow.
I turned towards her. Our lips were about six inches apart, then five, then two then Bingo! I put my hand behind her neck, pulling her to me, and our lips touched. A thrill ran through me as her mouth opened under mine and we twined our tongues.We held hands, and I risked scratching her palm with my middle finger. I trembled with excitement as I felt her do the same to mine. "Susan", I husked," sit on my lap".
She stood up," I'm going to change into something more comfortable",she said quietly," Won't be a sec.".She stood, crossed the room to her wardrobe, picked out a dress and took it into the en-suite.She closed the door and I quickly unzipped my trousers and took them down, pulled my pants off and put my trousers back on. My cock was at full mast, throbbing almost painfully..I sat back down onto the chair as Susan came out of the bathroom.She'd changed into a knee-length dark grey woolen dress that clung to her, accentuating her delightful curves, especially her breasts.Her nipples were visible under the thin material. She was barefoot..
Without a word she sat sideways on my lap, and my arm went around her waist so that my hand was on her gorgeous bottom.I caressed it and felt her dress slide over bare skin.
She wasn't wearing knickers.
She was sitting directly over my throbbing cock, and couldn't help but feel it next to her cunt, only separated from her by a layer of thin material. I put my hand on her knee and she started to move against my cock, rubbing her soft bottom on my swollen prick..
She moaned softly and moved her knees apart slightly. I walked my fingers up the inside of her thigh until I felt the brush of her hair against my fingertips. Almost of their own volition my fingers parted her hairs and slipped inside her cunt. it was warm and wet and I wanted to split her with my cock. I looked at her...her eyes were almost closed,her mouth open. She she was panting quietly. "Sweet Susan", I whispered,"You're overdressed. You must be hot in that dress.".She lifted her bottom from my lap and pulled her dress up to her waist, then sat back onto me.I took hold of her dress and pulled it off over her head, dropping it to the floor.
She wasn't wearing a bra either. Her pale body was beautiful, full breasts with large nipples, swelling hips and a blonde bush,- she was absolutely gorgeous..
She reached down between her thighs and grasped my engorged prick, pulling the foreskin right down, and squeezing drops of pre-cum from the purple glans.She pinched my nipple as she opened her legs wide and moved forward on my lap,pulling my cock to her wet slit. Holding my shaft vertical, she sat down on it,parting her cunt-lips and screwing herself down onto me.
After a few seconds she whispered, "Let's get on the bed, my love", and stood up (delicious sound of cock pulling out of wet pussy..) and walked to the bed. I pulled down my trousers and kicked them off, followed by my shirt, then followed her, my erection slapping against my stomach.
Susan lay back on the bed, feet on the floor. I knelt in front of her and eased her knees apart, baring her slit and hairs. I lowered my face and mouth to her delicious slit, tongueing her clit with a butterfly caress, She was sopping wet, and I tasted the muskiness of her juices on my tongue..I sucked harder, my mouth open on her hot cunt..She made a mewing sound, moving her hips and slit against my face. She was tweaking her nipples as I tongue-fucked her,
I got to my feet and knelt over her on the bed, leaned forward and took her nipple in my mouth, then opened my mouth wide and sucked her breast whilst running my tongue around her hard cherry. She shivered and pinched my nipples hard. I ate her tits for a few minutes, then moved so that my tip was rubbing her clit.
"Susan" -are you on the pill?"I asked
"No, but it's safe, my period starts in a couple of days,- just put your cock in me,please, darling.."
I pushed my rampant cock against her slit." Pull your cunt-lips open for me" I whispered," I hope you haven't any objection to my shagging you to within an inch of your life".
"Oh! Please,Fuck me hard! Ram your huge cock into my hot, wet cunt!".She lay back on the bed, then put her legs up on my shoulders and pulled my weeping cock to her cunt, then, as my cockhead touched her lips, she gasped and thrust up against my nob,pushing her lips open.The feeling as I slid into her was mind-blowing, she tightened on my shaft, sucking it deep into her warmth.
I filled her completely, and commenced a slow, deep fucking, Susan lifting her hips up to match my thrusts. I leaned down and sucked her tits as she gasped; "Oh! oh!,fuck! That feels so good! God! I'm coming,I'm coming!" I rammed hard into her, and as her slit tightened on me,I felt her convulse under me as she climaxed, triggering my explosion of hot cum...
Time lost its meaning as we shuddered in mutual pleasure, hearts thundering,I could feel our mingled cum leaking from her twat, running down over my prick and balls. I pulled out slowly, then thrust in again,- I wanted to stay deep inside her all night, " Let's suck each other" Susan said, "A nice sticky 69" she gave a chuckle," Then we can shower and you can soap my cunt and screw me unconscious."
Well, we certainly had fun in the shower, but it was Susan who ended up shagging me unconscious,- I was so knackered I had to sit in the shower while she fucked me, sitting on my cock with her back to me. I caressed her tits while she brought herself to yet another orgasm.
I'm looking forward to the next refill!
She had been experimenting with a program called 'Painter' and I was very impressed with the examples of work that she'd brought along. She was bemoaning the fact that full-page A4 pints ate up the ink cartridges, and that ink replacements from the printer manufacturer very soon exceeded the cost of the printer. (this was some years ago, before compatible ink cartridges were common, and you had to buy bottles of ink with a small hypodermic to inject ink into the empty cartridge)
I mentioned to Susan that I'd be very happy to call and refill the ink when necessary.
Two weeks later she rang me and said that she was out of ink, and that if the offer still stood, she was in that evening,and would love to exchange an ink refill for a couple of glasses of wine. She lived a short bicycle ride away.
It was an early winter evening, and I was grateful for the warmth of Susan's lounge as we sat and drank and talked. Her husband was away for a fortnight on business, in Wales, something to do with production planning.
We got to talking about our, favourite artists. I said that my favourite painter was Klimt, and my favourite painting of his was 'Danae' - a very erotic representation of a beautiful red-headed woman,who was depicted during a visitation by Zeus, who manifested himself as a shower of gold between her legs..her face showed that she was in the throes of an intense orgasm.
Then Susan asked me what my favourite sculpture was.and I said; "Rodin's 'La Helmeiuse' or 'She Who was the Helmet-Maker's Once Beautiful Wife'." -a life-sized bronze of a small, thin old woman,nude,sitting hunched,her breasts flat and drooping..she is attempting to cover her nakedness with her hands and arms. The sculpture always makes me cry when I see it or picture it in my mind. I choked up describing the sculpture to Susan, feeling a complete wimp (men don't cry!) but Susan was sympathetic, saying that there were lots of things that made her cry.
Susan was blonde haired and slender, about 5 foot 8 inches high,and beautiful.She was wearing a pale blue shirt and blue jeans. I'd had fantasised about her since meeting her, and I was excited at the thought of what the evening might bring.
After a couple of glasses of wine, Susan led me upstairs to her bedroom, part of which was obviously set up as her workspace. A desktop computer and printer/scanner occupied a desk next to the window.I got out my ink refill kit, and commenced to fill the cartridges. I told Susan that it was a bit tricky at first, - if you squeezed the hypodermic too hard the ink went everywhere.
. I gave her the hypo,and covered her hand with mine, monitoring the amount of pressure she was applying. It took about a minute and a half to empty the syringe, and by that time I was very aware of the warmth and softness of her hand, and the nearness of her, and her scent and Jesus! I was getting a massive hard-on! My heart was beating fit to bust, and I looked at Susan.She looked into my eyes and I lifted her hand from the cartridge, but I didn't let go of her hand.Her breath was fast and shallow.
I turned towards her. Our lips were about six inches apart, then five, then two then Bingo! I put my hand behind her neck, pulling her to me, and our lips touched. A thrill ran through me as her mouth opened under mine and we twined our tongues.We held hands, and I risked scratching her palm with my middle finger. I trembled with excitement as I felt her do the same to mine. "Susan", I husked," sit on my lap".
She stood up," I'm going to change into something more comfortable",she said quietly," Won't be a sec.".She stood, crossed the room to her wardrobe, picked out a dress and took it into the en-suite.She closed the door and I quickly unzipped my trousers and took them down, pulled my pants off and put my trousers back on. My cock was at full mast, throbbing almost painfully..I sat back down onto the chair as Susan came out of the bathroom.She'd changed into a knee-length dark grey woolen dress that clung to her, accentuating her delightful curves, especially her breasts.Her nipples were visible under the thin material. She was barefoot..
Without a word she sat sideways on my lap, and my arm went around her waist so that my hand was on her gorgeous bottom.I caressed it and felt her dress slide over bare skin.
She wasn't wearing knickers.
She was sitting directly over my throbbing cock, and couldn't help but feel it next to her cunt, only separated from her by a layer of thin material. I put my hand on her knee and she started to move against my cock, rubbing her soft bottom on my swollen prick..
She moaned softly and moved her knees apart slightly. I walked my fingers up the inside of her thigh until I felt the brush of her hair against my fingertips. Almost of their own volition my fingers parted her hairs and slipped inside her cunt. it was warm and wet and I wanted to split her with my cock. I looked at her...her eyes were almost closed,her mouth open. She she was panting quietly. "Sweet Susan", I whispered,"You're overdressed. You must be hot in that dress.".She lifted her bottom from my lap and pulled her dress up to her waist, then sat back onto me.I took hold of her dress and pulled it off over her head, dropping it to the floor.
She wasn't wearing a bra either. Her pale body was beautiful, full breasts with large nipples, swelling hips and a blonde bush,- she was absolutely gorgeous..
She reached down between her thighs and grasped my engorged prick, pulling the foreskin right down, and squeezing drops of pre-cum from the purple glans.She pinched my nipple as she opened her legs wide and moved forward on my lap,pulling my cock to her wet slit. Holding my shaft vertical, she sat down on it,parting her cunt-lips and screwing herself down onto me.
After a few seconds she whispered, "Let's get on the bed, my love", and stood up (delicious sound of cock pulling out of wet pussy..) and walked to the bed. I pulled down my trousers and kicked them off, followed by my shirt, then followed her, my erection slapping against my stomach.
Susan lay back on the bed, feet on the floor. I knelt in front of her and eased her knees apart, baring her slit and hairs. I lowered my face and mouth to her delicious slit, tongueing her clit with a butterfly caress, She was sopping wet, and I tasted the muskiness of her juices on my tongue..I sucked harder, my mouth open on her hot cunt..She made a mewing sound, moving her hips and slit against my face. She was tweaking her nipples as I tongue-fucked her,
I got to my feet and knelt over her on the bed, leaned forward and took her nipple in my mouth, then opened my mouth wide and sucked her breast whilst running my tongue around her hard cherry. She shivered and pinched my nipples hard. I ate her tits for a few minutes, then moved so that my tip was rubbing her clit.
"Susan" -are you on the pill?"I asked
"No, but it's safe, my period starts in a couple of days,- just put your cock in me,please, darling.."
I pushed my rampant cock against her slit." Pull your cunt-lips open for me" I whispered," I hope you haven't any objection to my shagging you to within an inch of your life".
"Oh! Please,Fuck me hard! Ram your huge cock into my hot, wet cunt!".She lay back on the bed, then put her legs up on my shoulders and pulled my weeping cock to her cunt, then, as my cockhead touched her lips, she gasped and thrust up against my nob,pushing her lips open.The feeling as I slid into her was mind-blowing, she tightened on my shaft, sucking it deep into her warmth.
I filled her completely, and commenced a slow, deep fucking, Susan lifting her hips up to match my thrusts. I leaned down and sucked her tits as she gasped; "Oh! oh!,fuck! That feels so good! God! I'm coming,I'm coming!" I rammed hard into her, and as her slit tightened on me,I felt her convulse under me as she climaxed, triggering my explosion of hot cum...
Time lost its meaning as we shuddered in mutual pleasure, hearts thundering,I could feel our mingled cum leaking from her twat, running down over my prick and balls. I pulled out slowly, then thrust in again,- I wanted to stay deep inside her all night, " Let's suck each other" Susan said, "A nice sticky 69" she gave a chuckle," Then we can shower and you can soap my cunt and screw me unconscious."
Well, we certainly had fun in the shower, but it was Susan who ended up shagging me unconscious,- I was so knackered I had to sit in the shower while she fucked me, sitting on my cock with her back to me. I caressed her tits while she brought herself to yet another orgasm.
I'm looking forward to the next refill!
Poster:
tim
