Are you a legs man?

Thank you, K.D for writing this wonderfully erotic story that started with a lovely pair of legs…

The first thing I noticed were her legs. Even from across the crowded wine bar, Sabrina’s legs were spectacular. Long, soft and well-defined at the same time, and freshly shaven, as though to invite the tip of my fingers to explore every inch of their glorious length as slowly as I can imagine possible. Add to this already amazing picture, the fact that she was perched seductively on the sexiest four-inch heels she could find, and the immediate thickness I felt growing in my expensive Italian suit was totally understandable.

“So that is your best line?” she smiled, eyes flashing, when I offered to buy her next glass of wine. I stumbled a bit over my words. Taller than I had expected, Sabrina literally glowed with a sexual energy that drew me in like a moth to open flame. My mind wandered despite my best efforts to remain cool: undoing the buttons on the silk blouse that showed off the curve of her tits, and the promise of hard nipples in my lips. The sound of the skirt that caressed her thighs and ass falling to the floor, as she stepped out of it enroute to the bed. The smell of her neck, the taste of her juices as she mounted my face, her fingers gripping the head board tightly.

I snapped back to the moment.

“Not even close to my best,” I smiled, “but the night is still young, isn’t it.” Her laugh sent ripples of desire along my shaft, and I fought the images that were pulling at me again.

Opening the door to my Audi, I was still processing what was actually happening. “Why don’t we take this bottle and get some private time by the lake,” she had whispered, leaning in close enough for me to catch the scent of her perfect, soft skin. Hardness tingling, I offered my arm as we headed out the door and across the parking lot. As she settled into the sensual leather of the passenger seat, her skirt slid up, giving me a fuller view of the legs that had captured my attention hours before. My cock head shivered, and I swear she noticed. Spreading her legs slightly, her eyes flashed and she laughed lightly. “It’s an unusually warm night, isn’t it” she purred as her perfectly manicured nails traced the outline of the thickness now very evident in my pants.

Leaning over the hood of the Audi, her skirt at her ankles and her legs spread wide, teasingly, Sabrina was more than purring now. Wine and conversation had quickly turned into one of the hottest, old-fashioned make out sessions I had enjoyed in years. Sabrina’s tongue danced with mine, and her nipples responded immediately to my fingertips, even through the silk blouse. Her scent filled the car, which made my cock demand release. Unzipping me, Sabrina let her nails trace the length of my thick and full nine inches. “But you promised me a lake view,” she giggled, as she threw her door open and leapt out into the night air. Gathering myself, I followed, catching her in front of the car, kissing her deeply.

Dropping her skirt, and turning to watch the waves of the lake as the city lights bounced off the water, she spread her legs wide, her glistening pussy more than ready for what was by now a cock that was more prepared. Dropping my suit pants, I moved behind her and eased my cock head just to the sweetest pussy lips I have ever seen. She moaned lightly, attempting to grind back onto my shaft. But my strong hands held her hips tightly, my nails digging in lightly to let her know that I was in control. “Warm night, isn’t it,” I growled, driving my cock deep into her sweet pussy. Sabrina gasped, clenching our hands on the hood of the car for balance, her heels digging into the sand from the beach. “Fuck me,” was her only response, as the sound of the waves intensified, as though in sync with my pounding cock.

As I drove my cock deeper and deeper, Sabrina’s moans filled the night air. Luckily this section of the beach saw little traffic, especially at this time of night. My balls slapped hard against her soft ass as I reached around to take her rock-hard nipples between my fingertips. She leaned back, pushing her hands into the Audi for support, and the cool night air caressed her as I pinched lightly. My cock was deep, swollen and full, when I finally let her hips free, and she started to grind onto my shaft. Digging my feet into the sand, I drove deeper with each thrust, feeling myself ready to cum hard, filling Sabrina’s pussy. From the sounds Sabrina was making, she was close to exploding, too, which made me harder still. Slapping her ass for the first time, I slammed my cock deep, feeling my head exploding as I shot my load totally. Sabrina screamed, driving her hips back against me, and I felt her pussy tighten on my shaft. I held myself insider her, feeling her muscles milking every ounce of cum I had in me.

We stood balanced this way for what felt like forever as her orgasm swept through her body, and up and down my shaft. Exhausted, we collapsed onto the hood of the Audi, and I caught a vision of her long legs in the moonlight. As my lips began to trace her shoulders, working towards her glorious nipples, all I heard was a soft, pleased muttering. “Warm night, for sure.”

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