"Burning Desires"
by
It was a warm summer day, the trees swaying slightly in the breeze as
Hena walked out onto the deck. Hena'd been cleaning all day and was
ready for a well deserved break. Setting her glass of tea down on the
table, Hena settled into her chair and opened her book. Out of the
corner of her eye Hena caught a glimpse of him, mowing his lawn. "This
must be the new neighbor", Hena thought to herself as Hena allowed her
gaze to travel across his handsome face. Dark hair, curling just at the
nape of his neck...
Her eyes moved down his body, clad in blue jeans tight enough to accent
his hard muscular ass and thighs. His t-shirt also tight, revealing a
strong chest and flat stomach. Hena found herself watching him, over
her book, trying to be inconspicuous about it. Watched the way he moved
the mower purposefully across his lawn... the way his body moved...
imagining it moving over hers... He saw her glancing over at him,
though Hena was quite adept at concealing her movements. Suhail felt
her eyes on him, watching as the sinews of all his ripped muscles
flexed and bulged while he calmly mowed his lawn. He purposefully wore
his tight jeans, aware that all those squats and leg lifts had sculpted
his ass. He liked to show it off. And so he strategize how to mow his
lawn to give her the best view.
Suhail felt his cock bulging from within, thinking about her, imagining
what Hena was thinking, thinking of what he too, wanted to do to her,
with her. His "innocent" smile concealed his sinister intentions as he
glanced in her direction, waving to her as he passed the mower easily
over his lawn. He slowed the pace, catching an eyeful of her body.
Hena was in a red halter top, tied loosely around her neck, and it
accentuated her swelling breasts beautifully. He felt a small dribble
of spittle ease down his chin as Suhail thought of her erect nipples
calling to him, beckoning his touch, and he gasped. Suhail was so
aroused, his pants did little to hide his bulging crotch swelling
beneath the denim. Never wearing underwear was the quickest way to
arousal, and he was throbbing for her.
Suhail looked down at himself, and quickly glanced at her, surprising
her as Hena caught him catching her looking at that very same bulging
crotch. He thought he noticed her licking her lips and smiling
mischievously, but he wasn't sure. That's when Hena distracted him.
Hena reached over her chair, stopping for a moment as her halter top
slipped forward, revealing her glorious breasts and swelling nipples,
and lifted a gaze to catch him staring straight at her tits. Hena
watched him through lowered lashes... knowing full well he was staring
at her breasts, her erect nipples, marveling at the valley between
them. A small bead of perspiration began at the base of her throat and
traveled slowly down her body, into her cleavage. Seductively Hena
moved her finger to scoop it up, then brought it to her lips... tasting
the salty wetness as he watched. Hena curled her fingers around the
glass of iced tea before sitting down again, offering him a small smile
as her eyes met his. Suhail smiled back, continuing to move his mower
slowly across his lawn. It seemed to be getting even hotter outside,
Hena thought... or maybe it was the desire sparked between the two of
them. Half lying in her lounge chair, Hena allowed her legs to part
slowly... just slightly... knowing her tight cut-off shorts would show
him just what Hena wanted him to see. Hena could feel herself becoming
damp with wanting... needing to feel him next to her, all around her,
inside her............ Suhail gasped as he saw her part her legs. The
small tight gap between then clearly showed the flesh underneath her
shorts as Hena was without panties. A woman after my own heart, he
thought to himself.
Hena writhed a little in her chair as she slid one way and then the
other, giving him strategic views of her glistening wetness. He started
suddenly, aware that he had been staring at her crotch for too long,
and hadn't realized that he was now mowing the hedges, or trying to.
Embarrassed but smiling, Suhail backed the mower up and proceeded to
make a slow trek across his lawn so that he could again catch glimpses
of swelling lips between her parted legs. His crotch throbbed at the
thoughts he had, imagining sitting closely by her side, imagining
slowly parting her legs, revealing her wet slit clearly engorged and
throbbing, imagining taking his tongue and darting it quickly between
her pink lips, thrusting it deep inside her, delighting in the tart
taste, and reveling in her fragrance. "Ahhhhhh," to be there now, doing
just that.
He licked his lips, then wiped the beads of sweat cascading down his
glistening chest, and slowly walked his mower around the yard, giving
her moments to catch him. He hoped that Hena was admiring his muscular
body, one that he had proudly worked on for countless hours over the
years. His abs were scalped, his chest was chiseled, and his thighs
were rock hard. He hoped he would be able to put his body in motion
soon--on her. His desire for her was apparent, as Hena stared at the
crotch of his tight jeans. Normally Hena wouldn't have thought to
approach someone this way, but Hena just had to meet him, had to touch
his body... even in just a passing neighborly way. Standing up and
adjusting her halter top slightly, Hena made her way across his lawn...
he saw her approach and turned off the mower.
Hena introduced herself with a smile, and he returned the gesture. "I
thought you might like something cold to drink, after all the hard work
you've been doing", Hena said... and hoped he would say yes. He grinned
and followed her to her deck, where Hena poured him a fresh glass of
iced tea and waved her hand towards an empty chair.
He sat next to her after taking the glass from her hands... his fingers
brushing hers for just a moment, but enough to send a spark of
electricity between them. Looking up into his eyes, her breath
caught... Hena had to say something, do something... Hena couldn't let
this moment go. Smiling shyly at him, Hena commented that he must
really take care of himself, his body lean and sculpted... and inquired
as to whether he worked out... "I work out daily," he answered with
just a hint of pride. "I love going to the gym, too. But I have a
machine in my basement that I use. If you ever want to stop by for a
brief workout, I would love to show you," he added. The hope
self-evident by the sheepish look on his face. 'OH man!' would I love
to show you a workout, he said to himself.
He sat and stared at her heavenly chest. The soft swell of her breasts
made him anxious. Suahil didn't want to appear overanxious for her. But
her hard nipples that were clearly showing through her top were driving
him insane with desire, and the pounding in his groin only made him
more self-conscious of his posture.
He was squirming in his chair, not at all like himself. He was
confident, but Hena was reducing him to a blithering idiot. A
blithering idiot with a stiff erection and a body that could last
through countless hours of wonderful sex, he silently added. "Mmmmm," he
really wanted to get a close up of her body, a real close up. So
silently, deliberately, he got up from his chair, and walked with a
stride filled once again with confidence and determination to kneel
beside her. Once there, he rested his chin on the armrest, looked up at
her gleaming smile, and waited. The twinkling in her eyes matched his
own as Hena brought her hand gently to his face... brushing her fingers
over his cheekbone, smiling at his expression... his eyes closed... his
lips parted and emitted a soft moan from the touch of her fingertips.
His face was clean shaven, soft, and warm. Bringing her hands to either
side of his face, Hena bent down to him... gently teasing his lips open
with her tongue... drinking from him... consuming him, the softness of
his lips on hers driving her desire for him.
Hena felt his arms snake around her waist and pull her up out of the
chair... and gasped as he swung her up into his arms and started for
the house. Suhail gazed down into her eyes and Hena became lost in
those endless pools of blue... and his smile, so warm yet seductive...
made her want him madly. Hena could barely speak to direct him to her
bedroom... Hena felt like a wanton woman... breathless and so ready to
have him... He stride quickly to her house, opening the front door
with his hand as his other pressed her breasts firmly to his chest, and
kicked the door as it swung open. He then turned and took her lips into
his, kissing her deeply as his surroundings closed in on him and he
focused on her seductive lips, her beautiful eyes, and her soft but
firm cheeks.
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He saw from the corner of his eyes a beautiful lush sofa and threw her
down onto it. Her magnificent breasts just bounced up and down as Hena
landed on the plush pillows. Suhail smiled as he reached behind her neck
and undid her ties, loosening her top, slowly peeling it away from her
chest, gasping as her glorious breasts pitched forth, nipples swelling
at their sudden exposure. He leaned forward, kissed her lips, then
slowly slid his tongue down her cheeks and stopped at her breasts,
circling the left nipple first, then the right, as his mouth and hands
greedily played with her silky mounds. Hena let out a soft
moan,"ohhhhhnnnnn" and arched up toward him as his hands encircled her
curvaceous breasts... his thumbs lazily toying with her nipples... his
tongue gliding slowly over them. Her fingers entwined in his hair,
pulling his lips closer to her. Never had Hena experienced such
sensations of pleasure coursing through her body.
Suddenly he nipped lightly at her skin with his teeth, and Hena let out
a sharp gasp..."oooyyyyeeeee" followed by a low moan..."ahhhhhh" almost
purring as he continued to bathe her breasts with his tongue...
touching them... admiring them. Her eyes closed as Hena gave in to the
feelings of desire sliding through her body. Hena became a pool of
liquid heat... moist between her thighs... parting them almost
subconsciously, wanting to feel him positioned between them.
Her head spun, the emotions so new and different... Hena wanted to feel
him everywhere... touch him everywhere... became one with his body.
Lightly Hena dragged her nails across his shoulders, smiling as Suhail
moaned against her breast. Allowing her fingers to explore him
thoroughly, Hena memorized each part of his body... down his smooth
back, his sides, his hips... then finally down to cup his ass...
squeezing lightly, finding it so firm... muscular. Hena couldn't help
but imagine his ass rising and falling as he thrust deeply into her...
Suhail flattened his tongue against her nipple, delighted in her soft
moans of pleasure as he gripped it between his teeth and tugged on it
lightly. Her nipples were hard, succulent, and inviting. He was in
Heaven, sweet clouds of flesh on his face, cradling his cheeks as he
lapped from one side to the other.
He sensed her rising desire, and felt it within himself as he continued
playing with her. And when Hena parted her legs, a quick wave of
passion washed over him.
Quickly he looked down to her waist and found her shorts already
unfastened. He moved down a little closer between her legs as Hena
scraped his shoulders and then his ass when he moved.
He was admiring the sinuous curves of her flesh. Her hips, her thighs,
her calves, all gloriously proportioned and toned. His arousal was
unbearable. He had to taste her, he had to feed from her, as her
arousal was undeniably evident from the fragrance that Hena was
emitting. The liquid heat between her thighs was heading to a boil. And
it was releasing a scent that he could not deny, nor one that he would
resist. Hena tightened her thighs around his body as he moved lower
down... his tongue seductively dipping into her navel... bringing forth
a sharp gasp from her lips "eeehhhhh." Hena marveled at the wondrous
feelings he created within her... delighting in every moment of
pleasure he gave. Hena was lost as Hena gazed into his eyes once more,
silently pleading... urging him to the source of her fire... the
burning heat and wetness between her legs.
Suhail kissed her body over and over... everywhere... making her squirm
underneath him... grabbing at his shoulders, his hair... pushing him
down further. His lids were lowered... his lashes softly brushing his
cheeks... his hair falling over his forehead. Hena felt such a rush of
lust... mad desire for this man... it overtook her. "Pleeeeaseeeee",
Hena breathed in a husky voice, "touch meeeee... taste me... love
meeeeeee". Suck my clity and make me cum,, "pleeeassseeee."
Suhail looked up at the sound of her voice... eyes dark with desire...
and smiled. Silently bending his head to her, he swirled the tip of his
tongue over her sensitive bud and Hena gasped... moaned... and bucked
her hips toward him. A rush of juices exploded from just one touch of
his tongue... and he eagerly lapped them up. Hena raised her arms up
above her head, gripping the pillow and cried out as his tongue moved
over her again... Her pleads rushed over him like a whirlwind, swirling
delicious thoughts through his head as he cascaded down her body,
licking every inch of her, kissing her soft smooth flesh. His eyelashes
flickered over her, bringing sighs of delight with their soft touch on
her aroused body. The feel of the soft bristles his eyelashes gave
contrasted with his satiny wet tongue had her writhing with ecstasy.
Slowly, Suahil descended, caressing her swollen clitoris with his
tongue as if it were the last meal he would ever taste, a delicacy he
would savor over and over. As he wrapped his magical tongue over it, he
heard her soft moans, and saw her luscious folds swelling, erupting
with juices.
Eagerly he lavished her moist center, the liquid heat burning his
tongue, making him hunger for more. He thrust his tongue deeply, and
felt her buck her hips. He thrust in again, and Hena crooned as his
tongue filled her with sinful delight.
His chin grinded against her legs, rubbing her dripping juices all over
his face. His pleasure was undeniable, as he smiled up at her while he
continued to feed his insatiable appetite for her fleshy lips. He
wanted her so badly, he wanted to feel himself wrapped by those
luscious petals of flesh, he wanted to feel her take his raging cock
deep inside of her, feel it dance in her womb, thrust her hips to him
as he thrust his towards her. He wanted to feel all of this, and so
much more. But for now, he continued feeding, consuming her flesh,
bathing in her juices, embedding her scent on his face-forever. Her
climaxes consumed her... completely... sending her spinning into sweet
oblivion as his tongue continued to delve between her soft folds... his
lips nibbling on her sensitive clit. Her hips rocked wildly... juices
coated his face. He drank from her like a dying man, being offered his
last meal.
Her fingernails bit into the pillow at her head... Hena moaned
louder,"Ohhhhhhhhh" crying out his name as wave after wave of pleasure
coursed through her. Her body was uncontrollable... completely under
his spell... these magical feelings he brought from inside her made her
clench her thighs tighter around his face. Hena had to have him... to
feel his hardness buried inside her... tightening herself around him.
But first, Hena wanted to taste him... give him the same pleasure he
was giving to her.
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Slowly Hena entwined her fingers in his hair and pulled him up on top
of her. Her juices dripped from his lips as Hena darted her tongue out
to tease the corners of his mouth. Then, slipping her arms around his
neck, Hena slid her tongue between his lips... finding his tongue and
tasting herself. Hena lightly licked his cheeks, lips, and chin... her
hot sweet juices being greedily taken in to her waiting mouth. Her
arousal was unmistakable... Hena moved her body against his, feeling
his hardness pressed between her legs.
Smiling, Hena motioned for Suhail to sit up on the couch... and
straddled his lap. Her lips found his ear, breath warm in it... tongue
flicking over the lobe. Beginning at his neck, a slow exploration of
his hard body was in order... He felt the orgasms as he flicked his
tongue inside her fast and furious. In and out he thrust, engulfed by
the flowing fluids that were erupting all around him. Hena was feeding
him so well.
He slid up her body when Hena pulled him away, grinding himself along
her thighs and hips, feeling himself swelling, raging, throbbing for
her. The sensations of her flesh against him drove him mad with desire.
He was erect, hard, and charged.
As Hena had him sit on the couch, Suhail gazed at her sensual skin, the
glaze that had formed over her pelvis, and the soft lush folds of her
flesh pouting for him. They were still engorged and wanting.
His shaft was moist, glistened, rubbing against her lubricious flesh,
so wet and so hot. It was pulsing, awaiting her attention, awaiting to
be sucked, to be licked, to be consumed.
It involuntarily pulsed, and as it did, his own juices started ebbing
down the side, coating its head with something for her when Hena
explored him there. It would be so hot to have her lips wrapped around
him, feeling him pulse for her. And he couldn't wait. Slithering down
his body, Hena pressed her erect nipples against his chest... using her
lips to feed on him. Flicking her tongue back and forth, slowly over
his earlobe... while her breath came in soft, warm, gasps... his hands
roaming her back tenderly. Letting her tongue slide down his neck, Hena
moaned against him before sucking his flesh between her lips.
Lower Hena moved... finding his hard male nipples... circling her
tongue around them, taking each one into her mouth... sucking,
nibbling... making them harder... making him arch toward her with a
need as great as her own. Hena felt his hands cup her ass... squeezing,
kneading her flesh... pulling her against his hardness.
Her eyes met his as her tongue lazily moved across his muscular
abdomen... dipping into his navel... swirling around slowly, bathing
his skin. Hena felt his thighs flex under her body... knowing he wanted
to feel her warm mouth surrounding him... tasting him. Deliberately
Hena moved her tongue over his skin... not touching the throbbing heat
between his legs, but instead her tongue danced across his inner
thighs.
Unable to resist anymore, her lips found his shaft and slid down...
slowly... until her nose was buried in the coarseness surrounding his
cock. Hena paused, inhaling his scent... musky with desire for her. Her
eyes drifted closed as her nipples pressed into his thighs... the
friction making them harder... sending a shiver of pleasure through her
body. Then Hena began to move... up, slowly... then down... taking
every delicious inch of him between her soft, full lips... "Mmmmmm," he
moaned as he felt her satiny lips surrounding his shaft. The velvet
feel of her tongue on the purple mushroomed head of his shaft was
exquisite. The more Hena licked, the more he pulsed in anticipation. He
could feel her swelling nipples on him, burning trenches through his
inflamed thighs.
His balls were hot, boiling, as Hena sucked on him with a fervor of
unbelievable intensity. And Suhail was loving every moment of it. Her
body was hot, her flesh against his, and he knew before too long they
would have to join, become one, and release this passion between them.
He was so aroused, the head of his cock pulsing inside his own head,
sending him signals-it wanted release. He wanted release.
Hena was sucking him madly, deeply, with a consuming desire that would
not quit. And he wanted so much more. He would have her, and so much
more. Her head looked beautiful bobbing up and down between his thighs.
Hena was a vacuum, and the pressure was immense. "Ohhhhhh," could he hold
it, or would he release? Hena would know in an instant--the same
instant Hena would begin to taste his salty fluids releasing from deep
within. As her tongue slid slowly back and forth across the head of his
cock, Hena tasted the warm stickiness of his precum... and it drove her
to suck him harder. God Hena wanted to taste him... consume him... take
him to the edge and back. Her tongue slithered over his shaft, bathing
every inch... then Hena slid her lips over him again, moaning around
him... enjoying the fullness in her mouth.
His thighs flexed and he arched up... thrusting his cock deeper into
her mouth... his fingers tangled in her hair... pushing her down, clear
down over him. Hena could feel his cock hitting the back of her throat
but still wanted more... sucking furiously... nibbling... licking.
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Her eyes met his, sending a silent message to him... Hena wanted to
taste him, wanted his hot creamy cum to fill up her mouth... and he
knew it. He began to thrust wildly... fucking her mouth like a man
possessed. Hena held on tight to him, waiting... wanting to feel that
final thrust. He watched with wonder as her hunger for his throbbing
cock drove her into a frenzy. His fullness disappeared repeatedly
inside her mouth, and he simply marveled at her dedication. Hena wanted
him to cum, to explode inside her mouth. And he was only too happy to
oblige.
Suhail flexed, his thighs tight with the contours of his hamstrings.
His muscles were bulging everywhere, and the closer he came to his
release, the more rigid he became.
He placed his hands on her head, urging her to take him deeper. And
Hena complied, swallowing the length of his shaft down to the coarse
hair, making him gasp.
It was thrusting deep inside her mouth, his mushroom headed cock
brushing the back of her throat. He was close, oh so close.
He looked at her as Hena paused, the link between their minds obvious,
and then Hena resumed sucking his engorged cock. His thrusts were
faster, harder, deeper, and he wanted to explode.
Hena stopped at the top, then plunged down again, then paused a second
time as her lips curled over her teeth and descended over his shaft. He
gasped, arched his back, and thrust into her mouth a final time,
exploding in a fury. Hena grasped the base of his shaft tightly in her
hand as he exploded into her mouth... sucking just on the head of him,
milking every drop of that hot, salty, sticky cum. Hena moaned out loud
as it filled her mouth... waiting for the last of it to spurt out
before Hena swallowed it down.
Slowly moving back up his body, Hena kissed him wildly... teasing his
lips with hers. Then positioning herself on his lap, with her pussy
just inches from his still hard cock... Hena slid down... impaling
herself on him. Hena gasped as her pussy stretched to accommodate his
fullness. Bracing her hands on his shoulders, Hena began to move...
with him thrusting upward, long deep thrusts into her heat.
Tossing her head back, letting her hair fall across her shoulders...
breathing deeply through parted lips... her breasts bouncing as they
moved together in one fluid motion. Hena felt his hands cup her
breasts... teasing her nipples with his thumbs. Her pussy clenched in
response... Hena gasped... knowing her climax was not far away at
all... He wrapped his arms around her as Hena slithered back up his
body, appreciating the swell of her breasts, the feel of her hard
nipples on his chest.
Suhail moaned in delight as Hena kissed him deeply, then growled
ravenously as he felt her pussy slide down to his pulsing cock. And
then when Hena impaled herself on him, his eyes glazed over in utter
bliss.
Rapidly Hena descended, taking him fully inside her hot pussy. Her lips
parted, stretching to allow his raging cock to slide inside to the
depth of his balls. And he began to thrust in the same rhythm Hena was.
Together, they became one motion. Fluid, graceful, and fulfilling. Hena
rose, he dropped, then Hena descended again, and he thrust. Yes, this
is what they wanted. A union, connected beyond doubt, one link between
them as their bodies coupled as one.
Their motion intensified, as instincts took over. Feral deep fucking,
his cock plunging deeper inside her pussy, as they both worked to an
earth shattering climax. He was a piston, non stop in and out, and Hena
was the receiver, taking him in, sucking his head and holding him
there, then releasing it to plow forth again.
Slowly, this climax was building. Slowly, they neared release. It was
fantastic. It was perfect. And soon, this eruption would be the
culmination. And so they continued. Hena was on the verge of
explosion... white hot liquid gushing from her, coating him fully as he
continued to stroke inside her... moving deliciously slow... then
faster... faster... so much deeper than before. Her chest rose and
fell, his hands still cupping her breasts... holding them as if he
couldn't bear to part with them.
Hena cried out his name... over and over again..."Ohhhhhhhhhh
Ahhhhhhhhhh,Offffffffffffff", her pussy clamped down hard on his cock...
feeling it pulsating deep within her womb, knowing his release was
coming as well. Her body shuddered... weak... but wanting more...
wanting him so desperately.
Feeling his balls tighten as they slapped against her skin... pulsing
shaft ready to release his load within her. Hena was ready...
waiting... wanting... legs around him, giving herself to him. Hena
sensed his urgency... the overwhelming need as he thrust once more,
deeply... shooting his hot load of cum into her. He pulsed... and shot
more... again and again... it was wonderful, delicious, and
never-ending.
Hena wrapped herself in his arms, relishing the effects of his
lovemaking. Her body slick with perspiration, hot... very satisfied.
Hena rested against his chest... her breathing returning to normal...
and looked deep into his eyes... Suhail felt himself exploding,
releasing gush after gush of his seed within her hot channel. Her pussy
was draining him of all he had, and it felt fantastic. That final
thrust had been a powerful one, and Hena had pounced on him with fierce
determination, knowing his load would be a heavy, womb-coating hot one.
And it was. His cock throbbed, finally releasing the last of the
swirling tide inside her, over flooding each other with his juices and
hers.
Spent, drained, and utterly exhausted, they collapsed onto each other.
Her silky fine body felt warm and comforting against his. As Hena
looked deep into his eyes, he looked into hers.
Suhail locked into her gaze, fierce, passionate, and content. He smiled
as he wrapped his arms around her. They lay prone, together, skin
against skin. And they felt the beat of one another's hearts within
their chests.
It was a beautiful melody. First his beat, then hers, then, as one,
theirs. And they realized, this was a moment of wonderfully fulfilled
pleasures. Both were mutually satisfied. And they knew this would be
the beginning of a beautiful relationship, two neighbors, pleasuring
one another, for days yet to come.
- The End -
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