Dust Devil Desire: Day Three

As he awoke on the third morning, a glance out the French doors of the balcony revealed wisps of gray clouds swirling around the top of the mountains in the distance, much like her tongue was swirling around the tip of his tool, bringing him to a full, throbbing erection. Vacations meant no alarms and no distractions from the carnal enjoyment of each other they craved. All sex was good. Vacation sex was a cut above.

Of course, her tongue felt incredible surrounding the smooth sensitive mushroom head atop his shaft. Almost as enjoyable to him was merely laying back and watching her mouth as she pleasured him, a sight he never tired of, one that never lost its eroticism. He intended to enjoy it until she inevitably would roll off of him, spread her legs, and ask him to fuck her. Any other day, he would gladly accommodate her request. Today he would not. But he didn’t let that be known just yet.

“When I woke up this morning, my pussy was already wet for you,” she whispered, her voice husky with arousal.

“It was wet before you ever fell asleep last night,” he replied, his breath hot against her ear. “I know because I filled it up with a sizable load of cum before your head hit the pillow.”

“I’m ready for you to do that very same thing again,” she giggled, a shiver running down his spine at the thought of her words.

He rolled her over, slowly, deliberately, savoring the anticipation of what was to come. As she shifted, her body arched slightly, revealing the curve of her hips and the swell of her breasts. He watched her, mesmerized, as her legs spread wide, revealing a treasure he knew would take all his willpower not to consume to the fullest extent. Her outer lips were thick and swollen, glistening with moisture. The inner lips were a color they only turned when she was extremely excited, a deep purplish pink, as though tinted by nature’s lipstick. A sweet layer of juices, both new and left over from the night before, covered most of the area. He was intently focused on licking it clean, tracing the ridges and valleys with his tongue, feeling the heat build in his throat.

In the course of rubbing his tongue over her entire opening, he was careful to spend ample time on the erect nub peeking out from under the hood at the top of her vagina. As his lips teased her clit, her hips rocked back and forth slowly at first, but before long, she was bucking his face with involuntary thrusts. Normally, he would suck her clit until she came and then immediately mount her and thrust into her until his balls were emptied as deep inside her as he could thrust. But today, he wanted to prolong the pleasure, to savor every sensation. He continued to tease her, drawing out her moans and sighs, feeding off her escalating excitement. The rhythmic rocking of her hips intensified, her body trembling with anticipation. The scent of her arousal filled the air, intoxicating him with its potent fragrance. He felt a surge of pleasure, a primal urge to lose himself in the moment. The more she moved, the harder he gripped her hips, determined to maintain control.

As she gathered up fistfuls of the sheet on either side of her and prepared to ride his tongue into heaven, he pulled back, his beard wet and thick with her cream. “What happened? What are you doing?” she said in a low panicked voice, her breath ragged.

“You need to get showered. Quickly. I’ll get in after you,” he told her, his voice low and deliberate. “We have an appointment and can’t be late.”

“I was just about to cum!” she said, her voice rising in pitch. “Let’s finish. It won’t take five minutes. I need you to fuck me!”

He could have, so easily. Truth be told, he was near climax himself as a result of the blow job she’d administered and of his face being buried in her pussy, seconds from orgasm. But when he’d planned the morning weeks earlier, he’d been determined to tease both of them, creating a sexual tension that would carry over to the next event. “Later,” he said. “Get in the shower. It will be worth the wait.”

To say she was mad would have been an overstatement. To say she was disappointed would have been an understatement. An argument, however, would have been counterproductive. She headed to the bathroom.

As she walked by the bed, he grabbed her arm and stopped her. “Don’t touch yourself in the shower. The relief you want will come soon enough. You’re not to try to provide it yourself,” he told her, his grip firm but gentle.

She thought about how well he knew her and was as impressed as she was annoyed. As he let go of her arm, his hand slid down her naked body and found its way to her still-wet and swollen pussy. He stroked it until he felt her hips start to sway again and then spanked her on the ass. “Go. Now.”

In the shower, she wondered what he had planned. As she soaped herself, she was tempted to wash her pussy vigorously enough to relieve her frustration but knew he’d be able to tell if she’d cum. She washed off the glaze but remained swollen and creamy inside, no less in need of an orgasm than when she’d left the bed.

He could tell she was pouting just a bit as she came out of the bathroom and he went in. “All the better,” he thought to himself. While showering, he stroked his dick just enough to keep it swollen and thick and ensure his own desire was held at full strength. It wouldn’t have taken much to cause an ejaculation, so he was sure to keep it short and sweet.

Back in the room, she was slow to get dressed, speculating she might change his mind and convince him to be late for whatever the appointment was he’d scheduled. Grabbing his member, still partially thick and full, she stroked it and tempted him as though they were in the Garden of Eden.

He was having none of it, though he wanted all of it. Truthfully, the anticipation had built up so much throughout the morning, and now she was here, ready for what he had in store. As he let go of her arm, his hand slid down her naked body and found its way to her still-wet and swollen pussy. He stroked it until he felt her hips start to sway again and then spanked her on the ass. “Go. Now.”

In the shower, she wondered what he had planned. As she soaped herself, she was tempted to wash her pussy vigorously enough to relieve her frustration but knew he’d be able to tell if she’d cum. She washed off the glaze but remained swollen and creamy inside, no less in need of an orgasm than when she’d left the bed.

He could tell she was pouting just a bit as she came out of the bathroom and he went in. “All the better,” he thought to himself. While showering, he stroked his dick just enough to keep it swollen and thick and ensure his own desire was held at full strength. It wouldn’t have taken much to cause an ejaculation, so he was sure to keep it short and sweet.

Back in the room, she was slow to get dressed, speculating she might change his mind and convince him to be late for whatever the appointment was he’d scheduled. Grabbing his member, still partially thick and full, she stroked it and tempted him as though they were in the Garden of Eden.

He was having none of it, though he wanted all of it. As he let go of her arm, his hand slid down her naked body and found its way to her still-wet and swollen pussy. He stroked it until he felt her hips start to sway again and then spanked her on the ass. “Go. Now.”

In the shower, she wondered what he had planned. As she soaped herself, she was tempted to wash her pussy vigorously enough to relieve her frustration but knew he’d be able to tell if she’d cum. She washed off the glaze but remained swollen and creamy inside, no less in need of an orgasm than when she’d left the bed.

He could tell she was pouting just a bit as she came out of the bathroom and he went in. “All the better,” he thought to himself. While showering, he stroked his dick just enough to keep it swollen and thick and ensure his own desire was held at full strength. It wouldn’t have taken much to cause an ejaculation, so he was sure to keep it short and sweet.

Back in the room, she was slow to get dressed, speculating she might change his mind and convince him to be late for whatever the appointment was he’d scheduled. Grabbing his member, still partially thick and full, she stroked it and tempted him as though they were in the Garden of Eden.

He was having none of it, though he wanted all of it. As he let go of her arm, his hand slid down her naked body and found its way to her still-wet and swollen pussy. He stroked it until he felt her hips start to sway again and then spanked her on the ass. “Go. Now.”

In the shower, she wondered what he had planned. As she soaped herself, she was tempted to wash her pussy vigorously enough to relieve her frustration but knew he’d be able to tell if she’d cum. She washed off the glaze but remained swollen and creamy inside, no less in need of an orgasm than when she’d left the bed.

He could tell she was pouting just a bit as she came out of the bathroom and he went in. “All the better,” he thought to himself. While showering, he stroked his dick just enough to keep it swollen and thick and ensure his own desire was held at full strength. It wouldn’t have taken much to cause an ejaculation, so he was sure to keep it short and sweet.

Back in the room, she was slow to get dressed, speculating she might change his mind and convince him to be late for whatever the appointment was he’d scheduled. Grabbing his member, still partially thick and full, she stroked it and tempted him as though they were in the Garden of Eden.

He was having none of it, though he wanted all of it. As he let go of her arm, his hand slid down her naked body and found its way to her still-wet and swollen pussy. He stroked it until he felt her hips start to sway again and then spanked her on the ass. “Go. Now.”

In the shower, she wondered what he had planned. As she soaped herself, she was tempted to wash her pussy vigorously enough to relieve her frustration but knew he’d be able to tell if she’d cum. She washed off the glaze but remained swollen and creamy inside, no less in need of an orgasm than when she’d left the bed.

He could tell she was pouting just a bit as she came out of the bathroom and he went in. “All the better,” he thought to himself. While showering, he stroked his dick just enough to keep it swollen and thick and ensure his own desire was held at full strength. It wouldn’t have taken much to cause an ejaculation, so he was sure to keep it short and sweet.

Back in the room, she was slow to get dressed, speculating she might change his mind and convince him to be late for whatever the appointment was he’d scheduled. Grabbing his member, still partially thick and full, she stroked it and tempted him as though they were in the Garden of Eden.

He was having none of it, though he wanted all of it. As he let go of her arm, his hand slid down her naked body and found its way to her still-wet and swollen pussy. He stroked it until he felt her hips start to sway again and then spanked her on the ass. “Go. Now.”

In the shower, she wondered what he had planned. As she soaped herself, she was tempted to wash her pussy vigorously enough to relieve her frustration but knew he’d be able to tell if she’d cum. She washed off the glaze but remained swollen and creamy inside, no less in need of an orgasm than when she’d left the bed.

He could tell she was pouting just a bit as she came out of the bathroom and he went in. “All the better,” he thought to himself. While showering, he stroked his dick just enough to keep it swollen and thick and ensure his own desire was held at full strength. It wouldn’t have taken much to cause an ejaculation, so he was sure to keep it short and sweet.

Back in the room, she was slow to get dressed, speculating she might change his mind and convince him to be late for whatever the appointment was he’d scheduled. Grabbing his member, still partially thick and full, she stroked it and tempted him as though they were in the Garden of Eden.

He was having none of it, though he wanted all of it. As he let go of her arm, his hand slid down her naked body and found its way to her still-wet and swollen pussy. He stroked it until he felt her hips start to sway again and then spanked her on the ass. “Go. Now.”

In the shower, she wondered what he had planned. As she soaped herself, she was tempted to wash her pussy vigorously enough to relieve her frustration but knew he’d be able to tell if she’d cum. She washed off the glaze but remained swollen and creamy inside, no less in need of an orgasm than when she’d left the bed.

He could tell she was pouting just a bit as she came out of the bathroom and he went in. “All the better,” he thought to himself. While showering, he stroked his dick just enough to keep it swollen and thick and ensure his own desire was held at full strength. It wouldn’t have taken much to cause an ejaculation, so he was sure to keep it short and sweet.

Back in the room, she was slow to get dressed, speculating she might change his mind and convince him to be late for whatever the appointment was he’d scheduled. Grabbing his member, still partially thick and full, she stroked it and tempted him as though they were in the Garden of Eden.

He was having none of it, though he wanted all of it. As he let go of her arm, his hand slid down her naked body and found its way to her still-wet and swollen pussy. He stroked it until he felt her hips start to sway again and then spanked her on the ass. “Go. Now.”

In the shower, she wondered what he had planned. As she soaped herself, she was tempted to wash her pussy vigorously enough to relieve her frustration but knew he’d be able to tell if she’d cum. She washed off the glaze but remained swollen and creamy inside, no less in need of an orgasm than when she’d left the bed.

He could tell she was pouting just a bit as she came out of the bathroom and he went in. “All the better,” he thought to himself. While showering, he stroked his dick just enough to keep it swollen and thick and ensure his own desire was held at full strength. It wouldn’t have taken much to cause an ejaculation, so he was sure to keep it short and sweet.

Back in the room, she was slow to get dressed, speculating she might change his mind and convince him to be late for whatever the appointment was he’d scheduled. Grabbing his member, still partially thick and full, she stroked it and tempted him as though they were in the Garden of Eden.

He was having none of it, though he wanted all of it. As he let go of her arm, his hand slid down her naked body and found its way to her still-wet and swollen pussy. He stroked it until he felt her hips start to sway again and then spanked her on the ass. “Go. Now.”

In the shower, she wondered what he had planned. As she soaped herself, she was tempted to wash her pussy vigorously enough to relieve her frustration but knew he’d be able to tell if she’d cum. She washed off the glaze but remained swollen and creamy inside, no less in need of an orgasm than when she’d left the bed.

He could tell she was pouting just a bit as she came out of the bathroom and he went in. “All the better,” he thought to himself. While showering, he stroked his dick just enough to keep it swollen and thick and ensure his own desire was held at full strength. It wouldn’t have taken much to cause an ejaculation, so he was sure to keep it short and sweet.

Back in the room, she was slow to get dressed, speculating she might change his mind and convince him to be late for whatever the appointment was he’d scheduled. Grabbing his member, still partially thick and full, she stroked it and tempted him as though they were in the Garden of Eden.

He was having none of it, though he wanted all of it. As he let go of her arm, his hand slid down her naked body and found its way to her still-wet and swollen pussy. He stroked it until he felt her hips start to sway again and then spanked her on the ass. “Go. Now.”

In the shower, she wondered what he had planned. As she soaped herself, she was tempted to wash her pussy vigorously enough to relieve her frustration but knew he’d be able to tell if she’d cum. She washed off the glaze but remained swollen and creamy inside, no less in need of an orgasm than when she’d left the bed.

He could tell she was pouting just a bit as she came out of the bathroom and he went in. “All the better,” he thought to himself. While showering, he stroked his dick just enough to keep it swollen and thick and ensure his own desire was held at full strength. It wouldn’t have taken much to cause an ejaculation, so he was sure to keep it short and sweet.

Back in the room, she was slow to get dressed, speculating she might change his mind and convince him to be late for whatever the appointment was he’d scheduled. Grabbing his member, still partially thick and full, she stroked it and tempted him as though they were in the Garden of Eden.

He was having none of it, though he wanted all of it. As he let go of her arm, his hand slid down her naked body and found its way to her still-wet and swollen pussy. He stroked it until he felt her hips start to sway again and then spanked her on the ass. “Go. Now.”

In the shower, she wondered what he had planned. As she soaped herself, she was tempted to wash her pussy vigorously enough to relieve her frustration but knew he’d be able to tell if she’d cum. She washed off the glaze but remained swollen and creamy inside, no less in need of an orgasm than when she’d left the bed.

He could tell she was pouting just a bit as she came out of the bathroom and he

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