CafeGlow - Sophia Santi in Pulp Friction

Sophia Santi in Pulp Friction [trailer] from CafeGlow on Vimeo.

Black lace

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“Look what you are doing to me” you say looking down at the huge bulge in your boxer shorts. “I'm a mess!”, yes! I see what pre-cum is doing to the fabric.

I can feel the heat in my core, the swelling, the throbbing, the longing. You seem, by the appreciative look on your face, to like your surprise. I am wearing black lace lingerie, black thigh highs, under a transparent black nightgown. I grin back at you, showing you all the mouthwatering details of my tantalizing body through the black lace, teasing you by opening my thighs very slowly and showing some naked flesh, some engorged petals and more when pulling aside my panties. I can hear your groans and comments while you eagerly watch all these arousing details, your cock twitching in your underpants, needing to be freed from its prison of fabric. “You never fail to make me want you, you are such a sight!”. I languidly let the straps of the nightgown slide down my shoulders, followed by the straps of my bra. You gasp. “Oh yes, show them to me!” The top of the nightgown falls down on my hips and my breast are now in my palms, I bend forward for you to see the creamy globes of my full breasts and erect nipples.

You pull you boxer shorts down, letting me see your big thick meat in all its glory, which makes me salivate. My lips want to taste you, lick and suck you. Biting my lips, I pinch my nipples and let out a loud moan. Pearls of pre-cum are now coating your cock. “Can you see what you are doing to me?” “Oh, let me see how you feel, show me what you would let me take, lick, grab, tease, show me!”. Flustered, I once again open my thighs, pulling the fabric aside, and show you how wet I am. My hand takes control, your hand gets also very busy sliding up and down on your hard flesh. I need to wet my lips. I am squirming with need.

Your three day beard makes you look very handsome, your firm body writhes under the strokes. My body is aching, hips are swaying, my breath is getting shorter and my heart beating madly. The wanton creature I am has her legs now widely spread, panties on the floor, offering herself to you as you give yourself to me. We climax simultaneously, intensely, endlessly.... I love to see you come... so far away!

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HNT - Heat

The heat wave has me spread naked on my bed night after night - body coated with sweat, hot wetness inside. My eyes are closed, but my heart is pounding, restless. I can feel your fresh wet skin against my burning side. Your lips on the ice-cube that is dripping from your fingers, you lean over me to lick my neck. My thankful body reacts, electrified. You circle my nipples with your ice-cold fingertips, goosepimples race across my skin from head to toe. My core melts when you roll over my sizzling body, your cool hand refreshes my oozing centre… your hand … my hand on my greedy, thirsty lips, my hands on my burning body. I long for your light, fresh touch to soothe my fever.

My body is a cage... Mon corps est une cage (click)

After having been away for a week, my husband woke me up softly yesterday, his hand exploring my thighs, caressing my tightly closed lips, it took me a while to emerge and realise what was happening.  His finger slid in me, getting my lips wet and my hips rolling.  After a while, his three fingers were rubbing my velvety spots and I could not resist touching my clit and my nipples, the combination of the three were just driving me over the edge.  He put his hand on my mouth.  "Sssshhh, be quiet, the children are getting up".  I was trying to hold my breath, but I was already out of control. His fingers made me gush and endless orgasmic waves washed over me for an incredible long time. He then put me on all fours and reclaimed my body back, I had to bite the sheets for fear of uttering squeals of pleasure. The bed was such a mess, sheets soaked and I was longing for a nice long nap, instead of which, I stumbled to the bathroom in a zombie state, getting ready for work.  

Boredom has affected my ability to write, lately, words just won't flow, frustration gnaws at me, so maybe I will post new pictures of my travels for a while .  As I wrote some time ago, I'm in that horny mood that makes me do things I'm not supposed to do, like reading sex blogs at work, chatting and answering IMs, spending endless hours on tumblr, fantasizing and feeling wet all the time.  I can feel the tickling deep inside me, the nagging of my desire, the want for getting filled, stretched, and wildly possesed.  To such an extend that everyday, I need to hide and take care of myself in the restroom,  the very place where I took my last HNT picture after a good O.  Our restroom is a discreet place for dirty deeds.  My imagination is set on fire, especially after some hot camming the night before, good sex in the morning and discovering hot stories reflecting my adventures on someone's blog *wink*.  I crave a hard big cock, I crave someone to tell me naughty things. As for being naughty, someone is already playing with me and receiving pictures taken in the restroom at work (thank you for making me a naughty girl, sweetie!) *smirk!*  I have already posted one, by the way.

In the dark

The action was getting really intense, the plumber had the biggest cock I had seen so far - and was taking the wife doggy-style, she was moaning and crying, and I was already getting terribly wet. My thighs pressed together, I was feeling the heat building up, when someone sat two seats away from me. Sitting in the back row, I was annoyed. I looked at the man in the blue light, he seemed very handsome and young, long hair, long shirt over his jeans. He was absorbed by the movie.

I had discreetly unbuttoned the front of my dress and was getting inside my underpants. My fingers were doing their job perfectly and my nipples rubbing against the dress’s light fabric. My attention was suddenly drawn to my neighbor. He was slowly opening his zipper and even in the dim light, I could see the tip of his cock shimmer in his hand. Wow! This got me almost to the point of no return. I moved my body towards him so that I could see the movie as well as him simultaneously, getting off. He must have noticed my movement from the corner of his eye since he suddenly looked in my direction. I noticed how startled he was for he immediately stopped moving, his eyes fixed on me, his mouth open in astonishment. My hand was still moving between my legs, I was however on the alert waiting for his reaction. A large smile soon appeared on his lips, he shifted towards me so that we would almost face each other.

At that time, the wife was cuming and her husband had joined in the action, seemingly aroused at the sight of his wife being fucked by someone else. They engaged in a threesome, which set my imagination on fire. I opened my thighs wide enough so that he could enjoy every little detail. His hand worked faster, we stared at one another. We were in our own little bubble, playing our own little game, a duet for four hands. I could feel his aggressive sensuality entirely focused on me, which turned me on even more. I opened the top of my dress for him to see how hard my nipples were, wetting my swollen lips and licking my fingers, I cupped my breast with my left hand, circled each nipple with my wet thumb and index. I pinched them hard. He had opened his shirt, I could see his perfectly chiselled body down to his hips. I, in turn, offered him my almost complete nudity.

The wife was now straddling the plumber while the husband penetrated her from behind. I had to constantly watch my moaning. Mr. Handsome saw me closing my eyes. I heard him groaning softly. I could feel him inside of me, filling me completely as my fingers went deeper and deeper, slick, my muscles contracting, I could almost feel Twin in my ass. This was so intense that my eyes and my mouth opened wide. I was consumed by an incredibly powerful orgasm, shivering in the dim light. A few seconds later, Mr. Handsome jerked on his seat, a silent cry on his lips, his cock throbbing and squirting. The film was almost over; I had quickly rearranged myself and rushed out of the theatre, not wanting to be noticed by any of the other men. Once in the street, out of curiosity, I quickly glanced over my shoulder and saw Mr. Handsome giving me a thumb up in the distance.