Bowling for Hearts
Copyright© 2004 by Rare Dream
Chapter 17
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 17 - Scoring off the lanes on bowling night was not what John had in mind the night he met Tamara. This is a slow romantic story that started off based on a true chance meeting. If you like a story that touches your heart and excites your mind, then come along and follow John and Tamara as their Circle of love develops.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Consensual Romantic Fiction Harem Slow
As I slid into the tub, Tamara did an impromptu strip tease for me. She kicked off her heels and then worked at the button on her slacks. She looked into my eyes as she slowly lowered the zipper revealing sexy blue lace. It was obvious that she had my complete attention.
She switched to her blouse and took her time with each button. Undoing the second button revealed a matching blue bra. She kept the shirt in place until the last button was open. She grabbed the bottom of each side and slowly opened the shirt to reveal her sexy breasts. Even though I had seen her completely naked and seen her in her bikini, this was extremely erotic. Something about the anticipation and teasing already had my cock aching for her attention.
She apparently wasn't done. She slowly turned, and as if rehearsed, let the shirt fall from her shoulders and down her arms. I now had the view of her back. She took hold of the top of her pants and started working them down over her ass. She did it ever so slowly like the moon coming up over a mountaintop. When she had her pants about half way down the cheeks of her perfect ass, I noticed she was wearing a thong. So now as her sweet cheeks were being exposed, the thin blue line began disappearing at the same time.
She then bent forward, accenting her ass to me as she lowered her pants to the floor. She stepped out of them and then spun around to face me. How could any man not want to spend an entire day kissing and licking every inch of this sexy creature before me? She continued the show but did pick up the pace, as the anticipation in her eyes seemed to be growing as well. "Do you like?" she asked.
"I don't like, I LOVE it," I replied. "You look beautiful and oh, so sexy."
She reached up between her breasts and undid the clasp holding her treasures in. She slowly spread her hands and they popped out perfectly. She seemed to prolong it to get the right reaction as I made a guttural sound as she exposed her already erect nipples. She shrugged her shoulders and the bra delicately fell to the floor off her arms.
My cock was aching at the sight. The sexiest thing to me is the way her perfectly formed legs came together at the panty-covered pussy. I had said before I love Tamara's legs, they are toned and smooth. Her thighs are full, not skinny. It makes my mouth water because I dearly love to eat pussy, especially hers. She accented this by positioning her legs in the way models stand with their feet one foot in front of the other.
By now I was leaning across the edge of the tub and reaching for her. Tamara giggled and stepped back saying, "Not yet big boy."
She slowly turned around, reaching up and cupping her breast, slightly rubbing them in the teasing style of a porn actress. Now she looked back over her shoulder and slid her fingers under each side of the thong and she seductively bent over again while lowering the thong down her ass and then her legs. I didn't notice the completion of the thong getting to the floor as I was mesmerized by her sweet pussy and could see her mons glistening with her flowing juices. She was apparently enjoying putting on the show as much as I was receiving it.
She stood back up and walked over to the tub. "Please try to not get my hair too wet," she said.
"Too late, I already saw your hair between your legs soaked from your excitement," I said as I helped her into the tub. She straddled my legs facing me and sank down into the water. We began kissing as she lowered and came into contact with my waiting cock. We fit together like a precision machine. Once the tip of my cock touched her slit, she moaned and started working herself down inch, by glorious inch. Once she was settled, she pushed me back against the end of the tub and began milking me with slow, undulating movements.
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