TopOfTheDayToYou's Blog

TopOfTheDayToYou

519

Over the Hill Where the Streets Have No Name

I will be there with you; it’s all I want to do.

The beautiful crisp morning is all yard work. You do the bulbs, floors, bushes and we do the trees. I attend to the yard and garden. I hold you in my arms as we stand admiring our work. In the afternoon, we decide to take a trip to the town across the hill where the streets have no name. We have a leisurely lunch at home, big hugs and kisses, and we head out, over the top. We come to the park first. We stop and take a brisk walk around the nature trail. We take breaks, first to observe the mating frogs, then unbelievably a pair of mating white swans, to let the ducklings cross the road and also to observe some bickering lovebirds. When we get to the town, we do some sightseeing and stroll around the 17th century historic district. We poke our heads in the gift shops and tour the little buildings. We listen to an outdoor concert on the green for a while. The whole time we are arm in arm, holding hands, arm around waist, shoulder, quick kisses, leaning into each other, staring into each other’s eyes, loving glances, gentle squeezes and rubs, I Love You’s, flirty talk, happy talk, a relaxed state of mind – pure carefree enjoyment.

We have our dinner at a small café specializing in gourmet salads. They handpick their veggies daily and of course have homemade dressings. They are located in the basement of one of the historic buildings, bricks, well and all. We see an interesting movie at the theater and decide to go in. It is a modern day combo of Free Willy, Grizzly Adams and Gentle Ben. We hold hands during the movie and cry into each other’s shoulder (mostly we cry for a world that is gone now that is depicted in the movie and the inhumanity of the perpetrators). After the movie, it has gotten quite late and we pop into Santana’s Late Nite Lite Bites for a snack.

We climb into the Tahoe SSS Limited and begin the climb back over the hill. We detour to Hangman’s Hill, named for a young lad hung by his fiancé’s family when they were caught here after dark before they were married. There is a clear starry sky and everything is well lit by a dazzling full moon. The pleasant temps of the afternoon are holding late into the night. We enjoy staring into the starry sky in each other’s arms and picking out stars and constellations, until our butts get sore. Standing and stretching, we again fall comfortably into each other’s arms. An observer might say we were trying to find out how long it takes for our tongues to get sore. When they do, we give each other a big hug and climb back into the truck as I assist you with your door.

We return home relatively silently, our satisfaction with the day’s events sinking in. We do have lighthearted conversation about the more wonderful and less wonderful aspects of our wonderful day and to daydream together about what we can do for our next wonderful day. We ride hand in hand with the occasional gentle squeeze and finger caresses. When we have made it over the hill and are approaching our town, as we sit at the first red light, I lean over and give you a warm loving kiss.

As we enter the driveway, we sit momentarily checking out our dwelling. We engage in a big hug from a distance and enjoy warm passionate kisses, followed by more smoldering ones. Together, we begin unloading the truck and enter our home. Locking up behind us, we go to do our household routines and get into something more comfortable, planning to meet back together on the couch. We have planned our efforts so that we meet together, still standing. The kid’s are away at Uncle Tom’s and we have the place to each other.

We embrace in a big passionate hug, our bodies melting into each other’s. We frantically begin rubbing our hands all over and our lips against each other. The silk of our pajamas yields to the body below it as our lips do to each other. Cradling your head to position our lips, the smolder that became a small fire begins to crackle and pop as it steadily builds in intensity. I attend to your breasts and buttocks, both filling my hands in the most seductive way. Cupping the small of your back with one hand, I move my other hand to first one breast then the other. As I snake my way down to dance in your forest, you ask me to be patient. As you slip to your knees, you tell me you still want to be able to concentrate, for a little while longer anyway.

My hips begin thrusting just from your ministrations to me from outside the silk and I have to sit on the couch to stabilize myself. You momentarily stare as my view comes into view, having almost smacked you in the eye. You grab my base with one hand then place the other right above, still marveling at the additional swell when you squeeze. You enjoy seeing my pre-cum appear when you rhythmically squeeze. You take my entire head into your mouth quickly, then sucking hard. You move your head up and down on me, then rotating left and right, all the while swirling your hot tongue all around my head.

You reluctantly remove your hands from my study pole, placing them on the couch beside you for support. You begin swallowing my rigid meat much deeper and faster than before. You squeeze out an ‘mmn mmn’ when I try to use my hands on your head to slow your pace. I loosen up some and relax a little once I know you are going to want me to come in your mouth. I imagine my thick creamy juice oozing out between your lips and my penis excitedly as I know I will be able to feed this to you later. Feeling my own orgasm approaching, I know my pre-cum is flavoring my dick to tease of things soon to come. My hips begin to spasm uncontrollably and I try not to thrust too deeply into your hot little mouth. Knowing the exact moment of no return, you quickly remove your mouth and move to the nerve bundle on the bottom side of my penis. You suck un-mercilessly and my load goes shooting into space and onto the floor.

You move me over on the couch to snuggle with me while the spasms subside and my willpower recovers. When I feel your hard nipples poking me through the two layers of silk my recovery starts immediately. When I reach down to find the large wet spot between your legs, my recovery is instantaneous and complete. I suggest we go get you out of those wet clothes, get comfortable and get you wetter, you know I want a taste now. My legs are still a little shaky so you beat me up the stairs to the bedroom.

I arrive only momentarily later to find you buck naked spread eagle on the bed with that famous sparkly halo from a past Halloween hanging on the corner of the bed. I only need so many clues, as you know….

So, what to do with you, for you, to you….

Out with the blindfold, cozy cuffs, gag and tethers?

Perhaps something with our toys?

You have already done me once so well….

Something kinky? Exotic?

I have thought for only a moment, but it has seemed like hours as I stand and take in your beauty, your eagerness and your wicked and erotic loving looks. As it has been a long, loving day, I quickly choose a plan to proceed with and slip out of my silk.

I move up against your silky skin and wrap you up in my long and strong arms. The big hug passes and as my hands begin to roam your body, you raise your head from being snuggled against my chest and our mouths meet in a dancing fury of passion. Your essence envelops me as I engulf you in another secure hug. This time you are kissing down my neck and around my chest. After a few minutes of enjoying your lips caressing my body, I intently roll you onto your back. My lips suckle your breasts, your nipples standing out proudly. My fingertips are tracing all around your torso lightly, down your hips and thighs and into your thighs, tracing out the fur around your now lifted mound. I slowly trace one finger upward between your lips. As my finger moistens, I repeat until my finger is easily parting your lips, done on the second try. My finger slithers all around you from the outside as I investigate all of your moist body parts. My finger comes to rest upon your hard little clit as I circle it to and fro and flip it back and forth. When I see your body is telling me you need more, I glisten a second finger and begin pushing against but not entering your opening. I increase and then decrease my pressure to simulate what I imagine is the pushing from a dick too large to enter or the saddle of a horse. Then I give you the benefit of my fingertip entering you and withdrawing, entering you and withdrawing, entering you and withdrawing. After more higher paced clit circling, I spread you wide open and lap from your ass to your clit, savoring and relishing your sweetness. I drink deeply.

I rise to my knees and leaning forward we lip lock, ensuring you get to experience your own taste. I again rise, grabbing two pillows and sliding them both under your ass. I wrap my arms around your legs and bend you back until I can restrain your hands above your head. I position my rock hard cock so it is laying full length between your lips. I slide back and forth on you, both teasing you and lubing myself. When your hips begin thrusting, I raise my hips slightly and position my head at your opening. I enter you with my head, feeling you snap tight around me. You are looking quite eager, but I repeat this maneuver several times. I am now slick all around. With a mighty whoosh as the air escapes your lungs, I plunge into you with all my length, enjoying the exquisite sensation as every inch of you expands to accommodate my girth. I hold myself deeply into you as you attempt to thrust your hips but pinned down, can only squeeze the hard cock that has completely invaded you. After several minutes, I slowly back out of you, again feeling my head pop out. I tease you again with a couple of quick short strokes and then begin fucking you in earnest with long, slow and deep deliberate steady strokes. I begin increasing my pace until our bodies are slamming together, you being withstrained from assisting with the primary effort. Your only option is to lie there, enjoying the sensation of getting well fucked. I can tell from your breathing and your screaming that I am indeed fucking you quite well.

When your orgasms begin rolling in, much to the delight of my penis as your gripping becomes uncontrollable and you become wetter, I steadily increase the speed, momentum and sheer force of my sex sloshing around within you. I hear your orgasms coming faster now and I look down to focus on your face and the wild contortions I know will erase all of the tension from your body and your life, at least for the time being. For my last orgasmic effort of the night, I whisper in your ear that you are about to make me cum. With renewed vigor, you attempt to assist. As I am slamming into you now with almost uncontrollable vigor, speed and force, my orgasm does approach and I let you know I am about to come. The intensity of our mutual orgasm rocks the house walls and shatters the heavens. I release your arms and legs. Knowing how extremely wet you are now and the way your heels are drumming on my back, I know another round or two could be possible, but without comparison. I drop down beside you and wrap you in my arms, an eagerly accepted gesture for a minute or two. You roll me off of you so we can both cool down, our hands always attached. After we have caught our breath, we come back together for the most true in essence I Love You’s and gentle kissing and stroking. In each other’s arms, we drift off to sleep.

We pick … up the next day, late….

Comment posted successfully.