Screamers
Now that brought back find memories. Several years ago, in Vancouver, I met an incredible Chinese girl online: fantastic legs, exquisite butt,and a firm flat tummy, that you could bounce, a coin off of. Best of all she had a sense of hmour that often gave her an impish smile - but back to screaming; our first date was her coming to my place to show me how to make dumplings, but that lasted all of 20 minutes as that beautiful body had to be touched - 30 minutes into our first date and we're literally ripping off each others clothes and running for the bed.
Frantic, kissing, fingering, 69ing, before entering, her slippery wetness that commenced into some of the hardest, sweatiest, body slapping, push-backs I've ever felt.
Her little whimpers started growing, and growing into high pitched screams - now understand, I lived on the 8th floor of a quiet tree lined strret, known most for its riverwalk strolls, and I always kept my bedrooms balcony door open for fresh breezes - but now!
I had to quickly disengage and run for the door to close it fearing the police would soon becoming to stop a perceived crime in the making.
Back to the bed, a coy smile, and legs spread wide greeted me and a pussy that begged to be licked, before entering and beginning our frantic marathon again, and again her whimpering crescendo fed a harder, faster, deeper union until it got so loud I was now worrying 6-inch concrete walls were no longer thick enough to muffle them - I had to use first a hand against
her mouth, then a part of a pillow case to muffle her sounds which were both alarming and highly erotic at the same time.
She made sex such an toe curling, intense experience that there was no need to go to the gym and she made the best dumplings too. | |
