The City of Angels
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Category:
1 through F › As Time Goes By
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
1,667
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own As Time Goes By, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
After dinner
Lionel left the room service tray on the floor outside their room. Their desserts remained uneaten on the table. He came back into the room to discover Jean was already in bed. She wore only the blue baseball cap, her eyes were closed, and her hands gently roved her body. Lionel turned the desk chair towards the bed and sat facing Jean, watching her pleasure herself for him. She parted her legs and with two hands gently spread her cunt for him to see; Jean used the fingers of her right hand to stroke in between the lips and rubbed her clit with her middle finger while her left hand played with her breasts. Lionel shifted in his chair as his cock began to stiffen. He fought the urge to touch himself, wanting to delay his pleasure as long as possible, wanting Jean to touch him. Jean opened her eyes and looked at Lionel so longingly that his stomach somersaulted and his cock became fully erect.
He chose a large strawberry from the table, and holding it between his teeth, slid the chocolate covered end into her waiting pussy and used his tongue to push it almost all the way in. Jean growled with delight and pulled his head closer to her waiting body. Lionel bit the stem of the fruit and pulled it from her body, her warmth melted the chocolate that clung to her pussy and her juices coated the red berry. He bit into the fruit, chocolate and juices smearing his chin, and offered the rest to Jean.
“Sweet and delicious”, he said kissing her. “I wish all fruit tasted like you”, and he put his mouth to her labia, licking the chocolate that clung there. His tongue probed deep inside Jean who grabbed her legs and held them up, so that her ass cheeks were spread and ready to receive Lionel’s tongue or fingers or cock.
“Fuck me Lionel!”
“When I’m good and ready. Don’t be impatient.” He licked and sucked her wet cunt, her juices trickling from her pussy around to her ass. Her taste and scent drove him wild and he rubbed his face and open mouth against her sweetness, his hands caressing her ass, fingers stroking the tight puckered opening of her bottom.
“Don’t stop”, she begged as she thrashed on the bed. “Fuck me, Lionel! Fuck me! I want you inside me!”
Grinning from ear to ear, knowing she was near the edge, Lionel obeyed her pleas and slammed his raging hard cock into her sopping wet cunt.
“Is this what you want?” he taunted, thrusting hard against her body. “Is this what you want to feel? My cock in your hot wet pussy? You want me to fuck you hard?” The headboard began to bang rhythmically against the wall.
“Yes! Oh yes. Fuck me Lionel. Fuck me harder. Oh God, I’m coming! I’m coming!” Jean felt as if her body were electrified, every stroke of Lionel’s cock making her burn.
From the next room, someone pounded on the wall and yelled, “Keep it down in there!”
Lionel lowered his head and kissed Jean roughly, his lips catching hers between his, their tongues clashed and words disappeared. Lionel kept ramming his cock in and out of Jean, her orgasm spreading out from her core to every fiber of her body, and his cock erupted in great spurts of come that filled her wet center that contracted around him.
They were consumed by the orgasm that raced through them like fire; Jean’s legs trembled as they circled Lionel’s body. Lionel sucked at her breasts, first one then the other, his mouth hot against her flesh as his teeth nibbled her rigid nipples. They clung to each other, their bodies flushed and sweaty, kissing each other, murmuring words of love and desire. Lionel remained laying on top of Jean until his cock slipped from her pussy.
They cradled and stroked each other. Lionel put his hand between Jean’s legs; his come filled her to overflowing and he rubbed the slippery fluid into their bodies.
“Were you fucked to your satisfaction, Love?” he asked.
She pretended to give the question consideration. “Yes, I believe I was. But our neighbors didn’t seem too happy.”
“Just jealous.” Lionel kissed her, his cock recovering and getting hard.
“I want to make love to you, slowly this time.” Lionel straddled Jean’s body and guided his cock into the woman he’d loved for almost 40 years. Her arms were outstretched and he held her hands in his then he bent his head to her breasts and sucked gently.
The touch of his tongue on her nipples sent shocks through her body. Slowly he thrust his hips against her, his cock nearly coming free of her cunt, then sliding back in, deeper than before.
“Do you like this?”
“Yes”, she whispered. She bit her lip to keep from crying out. She jerked her hips up, forcing him to go faster.
“I said slowly” and he pulled out of her. He felt her hips arch as she tried to capture him but he held her hands fast against the bed.
When she realized the futility of it, she settled down and Lionel grinned as he entered her again. Slowly, torturously, he teased her with long strokes in and out of her wetness.
“You’re so wet, my love. I love being in you, knowing it’s me that makes you wet.” He moved his hips sideways and deep making her gasp and her eyes bulge. He couldn’t contain himself and began to move faster, his strokes getting harder and shorter. “I’m coming, Love, hang on.”
“Lionel!” Jean moved faster in rhythm with Lionel and they came at the same time, her legs wrapped around his waist pulling him onto her.
Drained and out of breath, Lionel lay next to Jean, sweat dripping from his face. Jean caressed his face, wiping the hair from his forehead. "I love you Lionel."
"That's good; 'cause I love you too."
He chose a large strawberry from the table, and holding it between his teeth, slid the chocolate covered end into her waiting pussy and used his tongue to push it almost all the way in. Jean growled with delight and pulled his head closer to her waiting body. Lionel bit the stem of the fruit and pulled it from her body, her warmth melted the chocolate that clung to her pussy and her juices coated the red berry. He bit into the fruit, chocolate and juices smearing his chin, and offered the rest to Jean.
“Sweet and delicious”, he said kissing her. “I wish all fruit tasted like you”, and he put his mouth to her labia, licking the chocolate that clung there. His tongue probed deep inside Jean who grabbed her legs and held them up, so that her ass cheeks were spread and ready to receive Lionel’s tongue or fingers or cock.
“Fuck me Lionel!”
“When I’m good and ready. Don’t be impatient.” He licked and sucked her wet cunt, her juices trickling from her pussy around to her ass. Her taste and scent drove him wild and he rubbed his face and open mouth against her sweetness, his hands caressing her ass, fingers stroking the tight puckered opening of her bottom.
“Don’t stop”, she begged as she thrashed on the bed. “Fuck me, Lionel! Fuck me! I want you inside me!”
Grinning from ear to ear, knowing she was near the edge, Lionel obeyed her pleas and slammed his raging hard cock into her sopping wet cunt.
“Is this what you want?” he taunted, thrusting hard against her body. “Is this what you want to feel? My cock in your hot wet pussy? You want me to fuck you hard?” The headboard began to bang rhythmically against the wall.
“Yes! Oh yes. Fuck me Lionel. Fuck me harder. Oh God, I’m coming! I’m coming!” Jean felt as if her body were electrified, every stroke of Lionel’s cock making her burn.
From the next room, someone pounded on the wall and yelled, “Keep it down in there!”
Lionel lowered his head and kissed Jean roughly, his lips catching hers between his, their tongues clashed and words disappeared. Lionel kept ramming his cock in and out of Jean, her orgasm spreading out from her core to every fiber of her body, and his cock erupted in great spurts of come that filled her wet center that contracted around him.
They were consumed by the orgasm that raced through them like fire; Jean’s legs trembled as they circled Lionel’s body. Lionel sucked at her breasts, first one then the other, his mouth hot against her flesh as his teeth nibbled her rigid nipples. They clung to each other, their bodies flushed and sweaty, kissing each other, murmuring words of love and desire. Lionel remained laying on top of Jean until his cock slipped from her pussy.
They cradled and stroked each other. Lionel put his hand between Jean’s legs; his come filled her to overflowing and he rubbed the slippery fluid into their bodies.
“Were you fucked to your satisfaction, Love?” he asked.
She pretended to give the question consideration. “Yes, I believe I was. But our neighbors didn’t seem too happy.”
“Just jealous.” Lionel kissed her, his cock recovering and getting hard.
“I want to make love to you, slowly this time.” Lionel straddled Jean’s body and guided his cock into the woman he’d loved for almost 40 years. Her arms were outstretched and he held her hands in his then he bent his head to her breasts and sucked gently.
The touch of his tongue on her nipples sent shocks through her body. Slowly he thrust his hips against her, his cock nearly coming free of her cunt, then sliding back in, deeper than before.
“Do you like this?”
“Yes”, she whispered. She bit her lip to keep from crying out. She jerked her hips up, forcing him to go faster.
“I said slowly” and he pulled out of her. He felt her hips arch as she tried to capture him but he held her hands fast against the bed.
When she realized the futility of it, she settled down and Lionel grinned as he entered her again. Slowly, torturously, he teased her with long strokes in and out of her wetness.
“You’re so wet, my love. I love being in you, knowing it’s me that makes you wet.” He moved his hips sideways and deep making her gasp and her eyes bulge. He couldn’t contain himself and began to move faster, his strokes getting harder and shorter. “I’m coming, Love, hang on.”
“Lionel!” Jean moved faster in rhythm with Lionel and they came at the same time, her legs wrapped around his waist pulling him onto her.
Drained and out of breath, Lionel lay next to Jean, sweat dripping from his face. Jean caressed his face, wiping the hair from his forehead. "I love you Lionel."
"That's good; 'cause I love you too."