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About now we're both kind of sweaty, both much, much too hot to keep our clothes on. Goody. Now I get to strip my cute Asian boy naked. It makes my fucking mouth water, thinking about how I'm going to get to see his skin, even if I can't tie him up just yet. He does me first; takes my clothes off, I mean. He does it slow, and real gentle. I love feeling the air taking my body as I'm stripped. My nipples are so tight they're sore. And my poor pussy is soaking wet. James likes my panties; I've started wearing the wildest ones I can find for him. Green leopard-skin, purple polka-dots, or just bright blue on white. He puts his wonderful dark hands on my thighs and I pull the panties aside for him, just a little. A little strip-tease for my boy. "Do you want this?" I ask him, pointing at it. He laughs a little, ever so slightly embarassed, but so turned on... I keep talking. "Do you want this, huh? Do you want my blonde curls, my fat, sopping lips, my clit like a little spike that'll stick your fingers if you touch me there? I'll give it to you. I'll give it all to you." Then I turn around and undress him, licking my lips the whole time. I take off his shirt and kiss his chest and his neck. I unzip his pants - so careful, because he's really hard now, and so sensitive. I pull them down, loving the way his brown legs reveal themselves to me. Now he's just in his briefs. There's a big bulge in them, and I know exactly what that bulge is - it's my toy. My play-toy. I run my nails over his thighs, real light, sketching them over his round ass through its silk covering. I lean forward and plant a little kiss on that bulge, whisper "I love you," to it. I can feel it jerk under my lips, telling me with its motion that he wants me, that he'll go nuts if he can't have me. Then I can't stop myself - I take his briefs down and suck his cock very gently, just lick the head very sweetly. Then we lay back in each other's arms...I could fuck him right then, I swear to God, I could fuck him to death, but I wait. It's always so much sweeter if you wait just a little. He rubs my tit with his hands, slow and gentle. His hands are hot. They ease the soreness in my breast a little. He plays with my pussy with his other hand - oh, God! I just lie back in his arms, my hand behind my head, letting him do me, like a queen on her throne. Spoiled girl. So sweet. But it's getting too intense, like a pain inside me. I need to have him inside me soon. I tell him that, I murmur to him of exactly what I want him to do to me. I tell him how his cock will feel slipping up inside me. He loves it when I talk like that, he knows I'm wild now, that I'll do anything. There's something he likes me to do when I get like this. I can't very well refuse him. He has a toy for me - not his cock, but like his cock. A big, white dildo. I laugh at that, tell him he's got an inferiority complex, that he wants to see me get fucked with a big white dick when I'd so much rather have his fat brown one. He laughs too, but he keeps watching me with his long, dark eyes, wanting me to do it. So I do. I take that silly old dildo and play it on my clit, the way I did my fingers before. "Watch me, James," I tell him. "Watch me fuck myself. Watch me come." And he's practically drooling when I push it inside me - it doesn't take much. I'm so wet I could take three of these fucking dildos, one on top of the other. It feels real good, too, easing up into my love-tunnel. I shove it up and shove it up, going ah, ah, ah-ha. I don't want to come from it, though. I want that to belong to James. He's getting antsy watching me. He wants to take a turn. So I bend over and let him do me with it from behind, let my baby stick that dildo in as far as he can. I still don't come; I'm resisting just a little, but I give James the show he wants, crying and moaning and shaking my ass like a whore, squealing like it's making me come ------------------------------------------------------------------------
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