Blame VC for this (again).
I wrote something new... tis in the replies. Or will be once I get the formatting sorted.
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Tue 26 May 2009, 22:07, 13 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Relaxation
I arrived home after work to see my wife riding in on her bike. She looked as exhausted as I felt. Both of us carried too much stress in our lives; me at work and her at university. As I want to hang up my coat, and felt her come up behind me and wrap her arms around me, her soft curves pressing in to me. I could heel her breath on my back as she hugged me, eliciting the little tingle I always felt near her.

She slowly extended her hands up and strokes my neck before pressing fingers in. Moving them up and down, she slipped them under my collar before turning me to kiss me softly on the lips. I pulled her close again, breathing in her perfume and tasting her lipstick as her hands continued exploring my neck. She broke off and without saying a word led me by the hand upstairs. Once up, she stripped me completely before pushing me to lie down on the bed on my front. I felt cool oil touch my hot back, and her warm hands rubbing it in as I stretched out and closed my eyes. Her hands roamed my entire body, rubbing and stroking, covering my neck, shoulders, back and bottom in the slippery oil.

When she stopped, I sat back up and reached around to kiss her slowly. Stroking her back gently, I lifted her shirt off, running my rough hands up and down her silky skin. Pushing her gently down, I reached for the oil bottle and began returning the favour. I don’t know why, but the feeling of someone else’s powerful, tight body beneath mine always relaxes me. I saw her eyes close as my fingers pressed in to the muscles of her shoulders, glided down her back and over her tight little bottom. Gently I pressed in and caressed, eliciting small noises of happiness from her.

Once I had finished I gently picked her up. My turn to lead, I took her to the bathroom and turned the shower on hot. Sliding in to it together, we stood chest to chest, our backs pressed against the walls as the hot water flowed over our bodies. As we stood there kissing, my hand slipped between the cold tiles and her skin to gently massage her bottom. I could feel myself getting hard between us, and broke off the kiss to gently bite at her neck. I could feel her warm breath in my ear as I guided my hand around and inside her thigh to stroke the tender, smooth skin there. Bringing it ever further up her leg, I felt the softness of her lips and a warm wetness that was not caused by the water. Pausing to stroke the gently, I parted them and made my finger slick with her juices. Bringing my finger slightly further up again, I bit down on her neck as I slowly pulled back her clitoral hood, rubbing along the now exposed nub of flesh there. Using my other hand to roll her nipples between my fingers, she grabbed my beard and pulled me in to a fierce kiss. I could feel her panting in and out of my mouth, her breath coming in faster and faster gasps. She froze, pulling me tight as my finger became warmer and wetter. I held her close as she recovered, kissing her face softly all over.

Quickly I switched off the shower and grabbed two towels. We dried off fast then practically ran back to the bedroom. Snuggling up together under the sheets to get warm again, I felt her lift her leg to embrace me. Biting my neck this time, she reached under the sheet and guided me quickly inside her. My hands stroking her spine and arms, she reached under my buttocks and pulled me deep inside her, biting hard on my neck as I parted her flesh. After a few second to register the sensations coursing through my mind, I gently pulled out slightly, then thrust in with much more force as she pull me back in to her. I felt her adjusting herself, moving down my body so as to have each movement rub against her clitoris. I moved her hands off me, kissing them as I started thrusting slower. She moved her leg further up me in order to allow me in deeper. Although I was moving slowly in order to make us both last longer, it wouldn’t work. She was too wet and too tight, and I was rubbing exactly the right bits. I could feel her breath quicken as my heart beat increased. Fingernails dug in to each other’s backs as we both came closer and closer... Then with one final thrust we both exploded, jetting out bursts of come in order to cover each other, in a kissing frenzy while arms and fingers held each other close.

Holding each other close, still inside and as one person, we lay there without saying a word for what seemed like hours. Occasional kisses, half hearted caresses, we were both spent from the force of the orgasm that had run through us. One hell of a way to relax after work though.
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Tue 26 May 2009, 22:07, Reply)

Hey don't you blame me I didn't force you to write ANYTHING you wench.
kinell.

You wrote it all by yourself cos you wanted to. That's not my fault. I merely told you to post it here.
(Poppet some assembly required., Tue 26 May 2009, 22:09, Reply)

Exactly! You told me to put it up.
Hence why it's here, and therefore your fault!

And you can't call me wench until I've made the damn thing.
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Tue 26 May 2009, 22:12, Reply)

I can so.
Look. I just did.
so Nerrr.

:P
(Poppet some assembly required., Tue 26 May 2009, 22:15, Reply)

Damn you vile woman!
I will have me revenge, even if I have to come out there and put you across my knee!
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Tue 26 May 2009, 22:16, Reply)

I am not five years old.
And you are not one hundred and three.
(Poppet some assembly required., Tue 26 May 2009, 22:26, Reply)

It is that way in my mind
I feel like 103 at times. My body is dodgy enough to be.
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Tue 26 May 2009, 22:31, Reply)

haaaaaaaahahahaha.
oops, I mean "oh you poor thing".
(Poppet some assembly required., Tue 26 May 2009, 22:36, Reply)

Be quiet you impetuous imp
Don't you have some colouring books to scribble in or something?
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Tue 26 May 2009, 22:40, Reply)

i'll put the pair of you across my knee...
if i have to.

now behave yourselves, you pair of pornographers...
( blaireau69 , the Cumbrian Travis Bickle., Tue 26 May 2009, 22:42, Reply)

I might like that *winks saucily*
I mean "Oh no! not that old codger again!"
(Poppet some assembly required., Tue 26 May 2009, 22:52, Reply)

oh saucy...
loves the attention...
you okay?
me be tired, got a big ceiling boarded today, back at it tomorrow...

ron

x
( blaireau69 , the Cumbrian Travis Bickle., Tue 26 May 2009, 23:56, Reply)

Hmm
This may prove to be somewhat enjoyable.

However I must head to bed. Night!
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Tue 26 May 2009, 22:57, Reply)