The ALPS.

 

From the window, a breathtaking view unfolded. The Alpine peaks seemed within arm's reach.

A fire blazed merrily in the fireplace in the small cottage. Nearby stood two armchairs, a table, and a few chairs, the rest of the cottage's furnishings. The integrated kitchenette and bathroom made this cottage a true oasis of peace and quiet.

We rented just such a cottage for two whole weeks.

"Two weeks of peace and relaxation," I thought, gazing at the snow-capped peaks.

"What are you thinking about?" you asked, approaching me and hugging me.

I knew what you wanted. I turned, hugged me tightly, and kissed me on the lips.

You kissed me back; I felt my blood pumping faster. Suddenly, you bit me and ran away.

"Ouch—that hurts." "

I'll catch you soon and teach you a lesson.

" "And what will you do to me if you catch me?" you asked with a twinkle in your eyes. "

You'll see." "I promised, and I ran after you.

You weren't running away too quickly, so you quickly found yourself in my arms.

" "And what do you say now?" I asked, smiling teasingly.

"Nothing, sweetheart." Was the answer.

We stood in front of the fireplace, the firelight illuminating your face, your hair, shimmering in your eyes.

"But you're beautiful." I sighed. "Do you love me?"

"Kiss me, silly, of course I love you."

I touched your lips with mine. I felt them come to life, swell. The kiss, gentle at first, turned into a deep, sensual kiss, seething with desire. You parted your lips, stuck out your tongue, and let him search for mine.

When he found it, he wrapped it around it like a snake, and our tongues began to dance. They wrestled like wrestlers, then touched lightly like butterflies.

I kissed your neck now, every nook and cranny, then returned to my mouth, and kissed your neck again. You closed your eyes and sighed softly.

"Oh, it feels so good."

Without breaking the kiss, I unbuttoned your blouse and shed your shirt. You purred like a contented cat. I knew how to please you. My fingers slowly began to roam your now bare back. You hugged me tightly, pressing your whole body against mine. My blood began to pump faster. We quickly stripped off the rest of our clothes, kissing like madmen. We collapsed naked onto the soft carpet.

My hands roamed everywhere, caressing and stroking every inch, every nook and cranny of your beautiful body. I wanted to explore it over and over again. My fingers wandered over every valley and every hill. They explored your body like an unknown land.

My mouth traveled lower and lower, reaching your breasts. I traced circles with my tongue over your bare breasts, getting closer and closer to your nipples, but not touching them. I wanted the excitement to build gradually. You began to breathe deeper, a sign that pleasure was filling your body. My tongue moved lower, caressing your belly and approaching paradise, that delicious slit. The excitement grew stronger, approaching the point beyond which there was no stopping.

I returned to my breasts for a moment. I merely brushed my lips over your nipples. They reacted immediately, becoming hard, erect, and very sensitive to even the slightest touch. You moaned loudly.

"Oh yes, yes, do just that."

For a moment, I caressed your nipples with my tongue, sucked lightly, biting gently, bringing you great pleasure. Then, covering your belly with a hundred kisses, I reached the destination of my journey, the rosebud, whose petals held the promise of unearthly pleasures. You wanted me to plunge my tongue into that land of bliss, but I resisted. I only allowed myself to gently run my tongue along your slit. I didn't want it to end too soon. I moved even lower, to your velvety thighs. They were so round, so wonderful. I loved stroking them, touching them.

You spread the petals of your wonderful slit with your fingers, and I understood the invitation. My tongue slid in there nimbly and began its dance. You were so wet, so aroused.

"Uh-huh, I love this," I purred.

I pushed my tongue as deep as possible inside you, then gently teased your swollen clit again, then returned. I traced intricate patterns, carving your name there. You writhed with pleasure, moaning now louder, now softer. You spread your legs wide, inviting me to finally enter you. You wanted it so badly. The excitement became so intense, so overwhelming, that nothing existed except it. The world suddenly vanished, time ceased to flow, space dissolved in desire. There was only us, naked and our desire. "

Take me now, I want you so much," you whispered softly.

I fulfilled your wish, entered you. I filled your vagina with my rock-hard penis. I felt your pulsating warmth.

I began to move inside you, slowly, pulling out of you, then back into the warm tunnel again. You wrapped your legs around me. You intertwined them over my buttocks, caressed my back, kissed me hungrily. I kept moving inside you, sometimes faster and harder, then slowing down again.

At one point, you rolled me onto my back and mounted me like a horse. You began to move up and down. I admired your breasts, how they rippled, how they moved with your whole body. I reached out my hands, took them and gently massaged them, just as you like.

Your movements became increasingly faster. Your breathing became more labored, and your eyes glittered like agates. I felt my orgasm approaching, my semen literally boiling in my testicles. With all my willpower, I tried to delay the moment. Suddenly, a powerful shudder ran through your body. You arched back, screaming, crying, and convulsing. A wave of orgasm swept through you.

Feeling the muscles on my penis contract, with a powerful thrust of my hips, I pushed deeper into you and ejaculated. I felt powerful streams of semen filling you, the nectar of life flowing down my shaft.

You collapsed on top of me, and we kissed fiercely, as if we were about to bite each other.

You rested your head on my chest, caressed my belly, and I caressed your buttocks.

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- You know, sweetie. "You started coaxingly, I've always wanted to see how you do it."

"What?" I didn't seem to understand the question.

"Well, you know, how do you manage when you don't have a woman?" Your voice held a hint of...desire, besides curiosity.

"Well, well, we have some interesting interests." I replied with a smile.

"Will you show me? "

"I don't know if I should reveal such secrets?"

"Please, please, show me.

" "Do I know?" I teased . "I

promise, I'll do anything you want, just show me.

" "Agreed." I replied, "I'll show you, and you show me too."

"I agree." You exclaimed enthusiastically.

I touched my penis with my hand. It was already ready for action. I wrapped my hand around it and started moving it up and down, rhythmically, sometimes slower, sometimes faster. You looked at my hand as if hypnotized. Meanwhile, I continued working without interruption, feeling the arousal gradually intensify, like it was about to become uncontrollable.

You began to fondle yourself, caressing your breasts for a moment, then one hand slid down towards your crotch.

"Come closer, I can't see you," I whispered.

You moved closer, knelt next to my face, and, watching the hand I was using to masturbate, began to caress me more aggressively.

You caressed my nipples, first one, then the other. They grew larger, more swollen. With your other hand, you lightly brushed your clit. A grimace of pleasure spread across your face. You wanted more, you wanted to show me how you achieved pleasure. You slipped a finger between your lips, brushed your clit, and pushed it inside. You moaned softly.

"Acchhh."

You were already wet, feeling the blood pumping through your veins, the desire engulfing you like a wildfire. The finger moved faster now. You looked at me.

"Cum, cum on my body." You asked.

I sighed with pleasure and began to work faster with my hand. My body, succumbing to the pleasure, arched. I felt that ejaculation was imminent. A few more strokes, just a moment more. The ejaculation was violent. I bucked my hips upward. A moan of pleasure escaped from my throat. You watched, fascinated, as semen spurted from the tiny opening at the head of my penis, landing on your hair, your breasts, your thigh. It seemed endless. More and more spurts of cum escaped and landed on our bodies.

Now the arousal of my rapidly moving finger enveloped your body. You moaned, writhing with pleasure.

"Ohhhh, yes, more." You sighed.

I pulled you closer. I kissed you tightly. You pressed your whole body against mine.