(Written by Byron Moss. Edited and revised by Dion Lorah)
Time with Tamara – Part 1 of 3
Time with Tamara – Part 2 of 3
Tamara stroked faster. “I want to see it,” she said breathlessly which reminded me to stop holding my own breath.
I yelled out as hot fluid erupted from me like a volcano. The only reason I wasn’t jerking in her hand is because of her firm grip. She knew how sensitive I became after …
It was the most explosive orgasm I’ve ever had. Tamara was accustomed to my wild squirting cum shots and was prepared with a cloth. In the past my semen had spewed all over her breasts and shoulders, barely missing her face and hair. I smiled instead of laughed due to being out of breath as I remembered the time she jerked her body to the side just in time to avoid me shooting into her hair. She massaged my balls, with my own wetness, while I recovered. I was adamant to give my precious love nothing less than she’d give me.
I’d introduced Tamara to the amazing intimacy and pleasure of The Yoni Massage several months earlier. She enjoyed it so much that it’d become a regular activity when we were together. I started with a massage of her neck, shoulders and arms, to relax her. Then I focused on her midsection; stroking her breasts with love and care while working my way down to her stomach. I used the palm of my hand to slowly prepare the clit for a more intimate and intense touch. Tamara always responded to this with hip sways and soft moans, which lets me know she’s ready for more. I place the outer lip of her clitoris between my thumb and forefinger and massage it gently at first, then with more and more pressure. This was the part Tamara loved the most. She’d never had it done before the first time with me.
I spend a great deal of time massaging the outer lips before working toward the inner folds. By this time, Tamara’s heat is running down my fingers and onto my hand. This was my cue to move to my special enhancement of the Yoni Massage, namely oral stimulation. I started with some gentle licks to the clit and inner lips. After a few minutes, I take the entire outer lip in my mouth and suck it. This drove her NUTS! The first time she’d almost jumped off the bed before she scrambled back to her position so I could continue. I could tell she was getting closer to an orgasm so I slipped one finger, then two, into her drenched pussy and finger fucked her slowly and steadily. Just before she reached climax, I moved up next to her, keeping my fingers inside her. As she started a series of orgasms, she licked the pussy juice from my chin. She scrunched up her face with her eyes closed as another wave hit her and her pussy clamped down and pulsated around my fingers. She saw me looking into her eyes when she opened her eyes and regained focus.
We cuddled for what seemed like an eternity when in reality it’d only been about 45 minutes. We looked at each other and realized without either one of us saying a word that our day was not finished. Our sexual appetites had been sated, but we needed more. Largely out of a need for emotional gratification, rather than sexual, we both wanted the ultimate expression of intimate love. Tamara softly massaged my balls and my cock rose for the occasion. She propped herself up on the pillow so I could enter her in a modified mish. I was amazed how wet she still was. We laid there enjoying the feel of my being inside of her. Neither one of us moved. Finally our kisses created a pattern of ebbs and flows in our bodies and after a period of time we both reached a very special climax.
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