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Swingers Resources Home Join Now! Chat (members only) Guide to Swinging Swingers Stories Sexy Stories Swingers Humor Dating Categories Swingers Dating Adult Dating Dating Service Dating Related Link Partners IWantU Free Membrship Guest Tour Success Stories Swingers Personals Couple looking for Couple Women looking for Couple Men looking for Couple	Sexy Stories Why a spa ? (chapter 2) Across the sensitive parts of my buttocks. I was in heaven. A lot of people say that, but if heaven is being somewhere in absolute ecstacy and wanting it to be eternal, then I was there. She commanded me to turn around and began to massage my chest and stomach. She worked in unison with the waves, and I felt the bulge in my swimmers rise up in gratitude. She was driving me wild, and I was loving it. She could see my pleasure and was obviously getting enjoyment out of teasing the life out of me. Just when I thought I could not take it any longer, I felt a gentle tug at my drawstring. Much as I would have loved to go on with this, I felt it only fair that I return the incredible massage that she had just given me. I asked her to sit between my legs and lean back against the wait of my hands. I began slowly rubbing her neck, trying to recreate the sensuous feelings she had given me only moments before. I was worried that I would never be able to repay such a debt, but her low moans of pleasure were encouragement enough that I was on the right track. Just then, she turned around and wrapped her warm arms around my neck, kissing me passionately. Her breath was as refreshing as mountain air and she probed every delicate place in my mouth with her tongue. This girl knew how to turn me on. She gazed longingly into my eyes, and she seemed to stare at me with a look of promises of dreams fulfilled. My heart was in my mouth, and my body was at her mercy. I was powerless to stop the incredible surge of passion welling up inside me. I knew that this girl was right for me, and that we were completely in love. The way she kissed me was enough evidence for me to believe that her feelings were mutual. I beckoned her to turn around and let me continue the backrub, but she had other ideas. She kissed me again, this time her hands exploring the contours of my back. I slid my hands down her beautiful skin, resting them on her backside. People would kill to be in a situation like this, and there I was. I was in awe, and loving it. Her body was the most perfect creation on the planet. It seemed so smooth and so well curved, as if it had been crafted by God himself. There was a strange sense of perfection about this girl, from her longe blonde hair, to the immaculate jewellery around her slender neck. The bubbles of the spa were reacting with the bubbles in the beer to give me the most incredibly light feeling. Here I was with the girl of my dreams, and I was afraid that my head would not keep track of things...! Read more: 1 2 3

Why a spa ? (chapter 2) Across the sensitive parts of my buttocks. I was in heaven. A lot of people say that, but if heaven is being somewhere in absolute ecstacy and wanting it to be eternal, then I was there. She commanded me to turn around and began to massage my chest and stomach. She worked in unison with the waves, and I felt the bulge in my swimmers rise up in gratitude. She was driving me wild, and I was loving it. She could see my pleasure and was obviously getting enjoyment out of teasing the life out of me. Just when I thought I could not take it any longer, I felt a gentle tug at my drawstring. Much as I would have loved to go on with this, I felt it only fair that I return the incredible massage that she had just given me.
I asked her to sit between my legs and lean back against the wait of my hands. I began slowly rubbing her neck, trying to recreate the sensuous feelings she had given me only moments before. I was worried that I would never be able to repay such a debt, but her low moans of pleasure were encouragement enough that I was on the right track. Just then, she turned around and wrapped her warm arms around my neck, kissing me passionately. Her breath was as refreshing as mountain air and she probed every delicate place in my mouth with her tongue. This girl knew how to turn me on. She gazed longingly into my eyes, and she seemed to stare at me with a look of promises of dreams fulfilled. My heart was in my mouth, and my body was at her mercy. I was powerless to stop the incredible surge of passion welling up inside me. I knew that this girl was right for me, and that we were completely in love. The way she kissed me was enough evidence for me to believe that her feelings were mutual. I beckoned her to turn around and let me continue the backrub, but she had other ideas. She kissed me again, this time her hands exploring the contours of my back. I slid my hands down her beautiful skin, resting them on her backside. People would kill to be in a situation like this, and there I was. I was in awe, and loving it. Her body was the most perfect creation on the planet. It seemed so smooth and so well curved, as if it had been crafted by God himself. There was a strange sense of perfection about this girl, from her longe blonde hair, to the immaculate jewellery around her slender neck. The bubbles of the spa were reacting with the bubbles in the beer to give me the most incredibly light feeling. Here I was with the girl of my dreams, and I was afraid that my head would not keep track of things...!