“We’ll see how it goes 
” is what I got when I asked about Greek in our initial texts, and that type of response doesn’t usually bode well for my Grecian adventures but I was so ecstatic to finally connect with Melanie that my mind read that and went full Lloyd Christmas anyway. *insert ‘So you’re telling me there’s a chance!’ gif* I’m a little thicker so I generally expect to get refused entry through the service entrance but I knew within minutes of meeting her that we would be able to make it work.
She greeted me in her clean and eclectic Woodstock incall space in a MILFy silk dressing gown and very quickly our friendly conversation turned to soft kisses and roving hands and the seamless disappearance of our clothes. The banter fizzled out and was replaced by quiet “oohs” as I lapped gently at her tasty pink clit and it was around this time when I knew the rest of the session would be golden. Instead of just letting me eat at my leisure she spread her pussy open and fed me that swollen pearl, bucking her hips in tiny thrusts at my tongue as it flitted into and around the hood. That’s when I realized this woman is actually a powder keg, ready to go off.
The more I ate, the more she shivered and shook beneath me until I could feel the heat coming off her, pulsating with each taste my hyperextended tongue pulled in from along the front of her g-spot while she bore down her pelvic floor against it. Her anticipation and hunger to come was intoxicating. By the time I pressed her legs up high and let the tip of my tongue slide down into her asshole it was already puckering open in long involuntary clenches. She kissed the tip with her hole and it opened wider and I ate her ass out until my frenulum ached, pretty much booking my ticket to Athens.
It was when she turned it around and pounced on me that I realized she would make me work for it, though. You see, she hungered to come, like she needed it, and I so desperately wanted her to, but I’m the opposite; I’m trying NOT to come. I prefer to edge and come at the end so every time she’d be right on the cliffside of her orgasm I’d have to slow it down or shift positions because she was pulling me overboard with her. The first 3 times she almost caught me off guard and I had to use all my restraint not to blow, especially when Hitachi-san came out to join us. Probably burst a blood vessel in my head trying not to bust when she rode me, grinding my pelvis into dust with her desire while the wand vibrated my shaft inside her, until she finally exploded all over me.
Foolishly I thought that once she came I’d be in the clear but after coming down and catching our breath she sucked my dick until it was so hard it hurt, forcing it in her throat like it was a personal challenge. We love a girl with goals but this meant being at full girth for anal so I kept my hopes close to the chest and soldiered on. I ate her out a bit more and while her clit was a bit raw because of our Japanese co-conspirator she still stirred under my tongue like a little flame trying to catch tinder, so I knew there was more gunpowder left inside her.
Her hole quivered when I pressed the covered head against it so we took our time and let the spit and lube and fingers and pressure settle in until they melted the resistance in her smooth muscle away and eventually I slipped almost completely inside. That feeling, when her sphincters stop spasming and put down their defences, relenting to you and allowing you safe passage, is always the fucking best. It’s like a capitulation of sorts, a dynamic shift that plays to my buried power fantasies, an acceptance that you’re to be allowed into the deepest parts of her, and there’s nothing like it.
Well, almost nothing like it. Because when the rhythm started going again and she looked up at me in missionary I could see all over her face that she was going to come again! Fuck yes. That made me so crazy hard that I saw red and the next part became a temporary blur until I distinctly remember fucking up at an angle to rub her g-spot through her anal wall and her face had the same type of look people on rollercoasters get when they crest the big hill at the start: surprise, fear, weightlessness, and joy all in her eyes and wide open mouth.
And there it was, the ever-elusive, insanely-rewarding, incredibly-hot-as-fuck anal orgasm. Like a solar eclipse it was too bright to focus on as she squeezed my dick down the whole length with her asshole while her legs kicked out in little hops, tendons tight as bowstrings, and the butterfly lips of her pussy clapped together silently as her pussy contracted in waves. I think she said “I’m cummmminng…” at the start but I don’t remember much because very quickly she was just grunting and bearing down on me like a feral animal and all my senses shut down. Tremendous. Saved in the memory bank for future use. I haven’t come that hard in weeks.
It’s just an awesome time when you can vibe with someone sexually enough that they let themselves open up and come so deeply with you but Melanie is built like that. She’s such a horny and skillfully sexual provider that I’m embarrassed it took me this long to see her. Simply a fantastic reason to get on the highway and go west.
As always YMMV
https://tryst.link/escort/melanie-richards
” is what I got when I asked about Greek in our initial texts, and that type of response doesn’t usually bode well for my Grecian adventures but I was so ecstatic to finally connect with Melanie that my mind read that and went full Lloyd Christmas anyway. *insert ‘So you’re telling me there’s a chance!’ gif* I’m a little thicker so I generally expect to get refused entry through the service entrance but I knew within minutes of meeting her that we would be able to make it work. She greeted me in her clean and eclectic Woodstock incall space in a MILFy silk dressing gown and very quickly our friendly conversation turned to soft kisses and roving hands and the seamless disappearance of our clothes. The banter fizzled out and was replaced by quiet “oohs” as I lapped gently at her tasty pink clit and it was around this time when I knew the rest of the session would be golden. Instead of just letting me eat at my leisure she spread her pussy open and fed me that swollen pearl, bucking her hips in tiny thrusts at my tongue as it flitted into and around the hood. That’s when I realized this woman is actually a powder keg, ready to go off.
The more I ate, the more she shivered and shook beneath me until I could feel the heat coming off her, pulsating with each taste my hyperextended tongue pulled in from along the front of her g-spot while she bore down her pelvic floor against it. Her anticipation and hunger to come was intoxicating. By the time I pressed her legs up high and let the tip of my tongue slide down into her asshole it was already puckering open in long involuntary clenches. She kissed the tip with her hole and it opened wider and I ate her ass out until my frenulum ached, pretty much booking my ticket to Athens.
It was when she turned it around and pounced on me that I realized she would make me work for it, though. You see, she hungered to come, like she needed it, and I so desperately wanted her to, but I’m the opposite; I’m trying NOT to come. I prefer to edge and come at the end so every time she’d be right on the cliffside of her orgasm I’d have to slow it down or shift positions because she was pulling me overboard with her. The first 3 times she almost caught me off guard and I had to use all my restraint not to blow, especially when Hitachi-san came out to join us. Probably burst a blood vessel in my head trying not to bust when she rode me, grinding my pelvis into dust with her desire while the wand vibrated my shaft inside her, until she finally exploded all over me.
Foolishly I thought that once she came I’d be in the clear but after coming down and catching our breath she sucked my dick until it was so hard it hurt, forcing it in her throat like it was a personal challenge. We love a girl with goals but this meant being at full girth for anal so I kept my hopes close to the chest and soldiered on. I ate her out a bit more and while her clit was a bit raw because of our Japanese co-conspirator she still stirred under my tongue like a little flame trying to catch tinder, so I knew there was more gunpowder left inside her.
Her hole quivered when I pressed the covered head against it so we took our time and let the spit and lube and fingers and pressure settle in until they melted the resistance in her smooth muscle away and eventually I slipped almost completely inside. That feeling, when her sphincters stop spasming and put down their defences, relenting to you and allowing you safe passage, is always the fucking best. It’s like a capitulation of sorts, a dynamic shift that plays to my buried power fantasies, an acceptance that you’re to be allowed into the deepest parts of her, and there’s nothing like it.
Well, almost nothing like it. Because when the rhythm started going again and she looked up at me in missionary I could see all over her face that she was going to come again! Fuck yes. That made me so crazy hard that I saw red and the next part became a temporary blur until I distinctly remember fucking up at an angle to rub her g-spot through her anal wall and her face had the same type of look people on rollercoasters get when they crest the big hill at the start: surprise, fear, weightlessness, and joy all in her eyes and wide open mouth.
And there it was, the ever-elusive, insanely-rewarding, incredibly-hot-as-fuck anal orgasm. Like a solar eclipse it was too bright to focus on as she squeezed my dick down the whole length with her asshole while her legs kicked out in little hops, tendons tight as bowstrings, and the butterfly lips of her pussy clapped together silently as her pussy contracted in waves. I think she said “I’m cummmminng…” at the start but I don’t remember much because very quickly she was just grunting and bearing down on me like a feral animal and all my senses shut down. Tremendous. Saved in the memory bank for future use. I haven’t come that hard in weeks.
It’s just an awesome time when you can vibe with someone sexually enough that they let themselves open up and come so deeply with you but Melanie is built like that. She’s such a horny and skillfully sexual provider that I’m embarrassed it took me this long to see her. Simply a fantastic reason to get on the highway and go west.
As always YMMV
https://tryst.link/escort/melanie-richards
