All these messages keep coming in, they seem to like the story that's been posted (and some of the others), which is nice to know I suppose though the fun I had writing these would in itself be reward enough. Now this one, there's an attachment with it, yes it's a cum shot and he's certainly showing his appreciation in a very graphic way, a neatly proportioned penis viewed from side on with fingers clasped at the base. I write back just a few lines to thank him and mention another story he might like to read, meanwhile I set about adding another chapter to the current work, then forget all about it.
Next day, more mail, and another from the same person, this too has an attachment, but wow, oh WOW! Again - it is his penis, this time it's really rampant, photographed from below with his tummy in the background, he's shaved the base a little but what strikes me is the elegant curve and sharply pointing head, it is beautifully formed, erotic.
I don't think I've seen one quite like it. I feel I want to caress it, fondle it, suck it, or have it up me. The more I gaze upon it the easier it is to imagine him lying on his back, while I straddle him with buttocks poised above that lovely shaft. Carefully I would finger the shapely head and place it at my entrance and then with its smoothly streamlined form, it would effortlessly disappear between my avid cheeks as I lowered myself.
It is quite large of course but would fill me deliciously, I can imagine the feel as it works its way up inside me, the gentle stretching as it progresses until, triumphantly, I feel it can go no further and sit back to savour the moment. Carefully I would explore my own erection before making my move, I'd be feeling very aroused and the head of my own penis seems ultra sensitive, so I fondle it delicately for a while until, the moment I've waited for. I rise up, the feeling as his shaft slides back out is fantastic, then I lower myself again, soon his lovely penis is sliding in and out of me in a regular motion.
I cherish this moment, seldom have I found a penis of this size and shape with which to pleasure myself and I relish every moment careful to prolong the act for as long as I can, suddenly I heave and throw back my head as the first of my ejaculations arrives. I'm not surprised, the lovely object slipping in and out of me was bound to achieve fast results and I know there will be more. Sure enough, I cum again and yet again, so much for day dreaming!
As these thoughts churn over and over my hand creeps down, almost without thinking I reach for myself and fingers tease the tip, with my other hand I begin to caress my right nipple, it's already sensitive and I shudder with enjoyment, my penis is hard, I remove my clothing and now I sit naked for ease of access and I'm still staring at the computer screen with its lovely image.
Slowly and systematically I begin to pleasure myself as I watch, I'm admiring it's erotic beauty, first I start with my tip, fingers softly stroke the head and gradually work their way down - years of practice are evident as waves of pleasure build...and then, finally that lovely warm deep sexy feeling we get when really aroused and I open my legs wider as I begin to stroke loins, thighs and then standing - reach round for my buttocks.
I feel and caress them before parting their cheeks to make love to myself, carefully I trace a finger around my opening, teasing it, the delicate sensation anticipates intrusion and I slip a finger inside. That's when I pretend it is the tip of his penis just beginning penetration, excited now I arch my back, gaze still fixed on the screen where that lovely picture stimulates me and my finger is joined by another, not enough. I reach for the implement and head for the bedroom, there on my back with knees drawn up, I ease it in, eyes closed and pretending it is his penis I slowly work it in and out of my eager buttocks. The feeling becomes all too real and before long the first jets of fluid cover my tummy, still I persist knowing that there will be more to come then finally, I lie back and my breathing subsides.
or Throughout the rest of the day images of that attachment persist, and then I realise, why not repay him in kind? I can't match him for elegance of shape but when erect, I'm long and well proportioned, besides it gives me another excuse to feel myself, enjoy the feel of my fingers as they softly work their way up and down, and it could be fun.
What sort of positions to use, how to arrange myself for him, will he react as I did? The more I thought about it the more my excitement grew, I already knew I was going to have another lengthy session and was of course looking forward to it. Once more I let my fingers feel between my legs, caress and stroke as steadily they moved to their destination.
As arousal gained the upper hand yet again, I carefully reclined, erect and ready I continued to fondle myself and then satisfied, angled the camera. It was a lengthy photographic session, put simply I was enjoying myself too much - literally!
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