white pants

She wore white pants. It was summer, after all.

He could see the outline of her thong and the firmness of her ass set him off. Her shirt and sandals were black.

her toe nails appeared freshly pedicured and red.

he knew he must have her.

she was about 5'6", blonde hair, bright green eyes that commanded his attention.

as she left the coffee shop, they exchanged a glance. Her smile was light, airy, girlish. He just grinned.

She arrived at her office building walking on air. their brief encounter had given her morning a pleasant start.

She entered the small, single bathroom just off the hall on the first floor.

as she examined her face and pondered the touch-ups she needed to be "just perfect" she heard a "click"

then warm breath on her neck and strong, firm hands around her waist.

his hands were warm against her skin as they made their way to her breasts, barely covered by her lacy bra.

she wiggled in resistance, but he was in control.

she feared screaming would anger him, she just wanted to break free

his hands pushed her white linen pants down and he admired her white thong, her tanned ass, her legs clearly toned from a regular workout

and she let out a low, churning moan as he penetrated her -- all hot and searing and opening -- forcing her to take him in

he was behind, her, his body weight pressing her stomach into the cool sink, and he was not saying a word

his thrusts were long, slow, forceful as if he wished to examine every inch of her inner flesh

she felt him get larger, his thick head was throbbing

and she heard him grunt as he began thrusting more quickly

then, she was standing there, hands against the sink, pants down at her ankles, thong displaced

a warm reminder running down her thigh

the door closed and she saw his eyes

the same ones she had seen at the coffee shop

and then he was gone

a little of this...

a little red wine

a third glass

maybe a fourth

it's after 11

she wears grey cotton shorts and a black tank ... and nothing more

her fiery red hair teases her shoulders

he has gone to bed 30 minutes, maybe an hour ago

she stumbles up the stairs and opens the door

he appears to be deeply sleeping, his slim, toned body completely nude under the thin sheet

she falls into bed, and his slumber is broken

her warmth brings a smile to him

he turns to her, a strong hand pulling her slight frame toward him

his first kiss lands on her neck, sleepy, lazy ... and she giggles

she lays back, arms over her head, her mind in a haze as his tongue traces her neck, his nose pushing back the hair falling at her ear ... his lips caress her lobe and she lets out a slight moan

their embace deepens and she can feel him growing, warming against her cotton-covered thigh

his hands move under her tank, pushing it up as his hot mouth finds her left breast and his tongue lashes it with appreciation ... as he reaches her nipple, she feels the weight of his cock pressing into her

he is fully awake and she is still hazy, lazy, sleepy.... she can't tell if this is real, but she's enjoying the sensations

his kisses move to her stomach, teasing her belly button as his cock drifts down to her calves...

he leans back, on his knees ... he appears to tower over her small, pale body with green eyes framed by shiny red hair

she watches his cock reach full force, sees his head throbbing...

he moves down... picks up her right foot and presses his cock into her sole... rubs the head against her ankle ... moves his cock slowly into her flesh.. the searing heat attacking her soft skin

he presses into her calf... uses the head to tickle the back of her knee... he is on her thigh, his hand controlling slow, careful movements...

with his other hand, he pushes back the grey cotton... his fingers discover warmth, moisture...

the head of his cock greets her aching clit, rubs it gently as she moans

he is inside her now, hungry for her, his movements quick, strong, he is on top ... her eyes are closed, her mouth slightly open allowing whimpers to escape

while his cock thrusts and opens her warm folds, his hand massages her clit.... and her body responds, she is rocking with him, begging his cock to go deeper, harder...

and he does... he takes a long, quick stroke, pulls back, and holds... his head growing larger while his hand works magic circles on her clit...

he feels her tense up, feels her body begin the journey to ecstasy, and he speeds his fucking...

as her climax begins, her spasms massage him and he can't hold back

he leans over her, grabs her shoulders and pulls her to him

he holds her close, she returns his embrace ... it's as if they can't get close enough

they hold each other there, in the aftermath of climax, sweaty, tired, joyous

two hours later they awaken, his cock still tucked under her grey cotton, there bodies stuck together

and they kiss and fall asleep again

It's August

and i need some inspiration

so, come on

send me your sexy pics - show off your body

turn me on with an interesting story

i'm ready to see what you have to say/show ... and then write all about it

:)