My Special Angie

I summoned my courage, and pulled out a velvet box, pushing it across the table to where she sat. She opened it and stared in amazement at the diamond ring it contained. A warm smile spread across her face.




“Share the rest of my life with me, Angie?” I pleaded, “Marry me?”




She spoke no words, but jumped up and threw her arms around my neck. Then she kissed me – not like the goodnight kisses we’d shared previously –


but a full, wet, insistent kiss that almost knocked me over.




“Tommy,” she whispered, “I love you so much. Show me how special I am.”




Angie pulled me over to the couch, placing my hands against the curve of her hips. I ran my hands up her dress and over the swell of her firm breasts. Undoing the clasp of her dress, behind her neck, I lingered there – allowing my fingers to slowly trail down to the hollow between her breasts, where I placed gentle kisses. I removed the top of her dress, revealing her pink satiny bra to my hungry gaze.


“You’re so beautiful,” I told her. “My angel.”




Unfastening her bra, I kissed and nibbled at her luscious, plump breasts. I removed the rest of her dress, draping it over a side table. My hands tickled down her smooth tummy, and tenderly caressed up her curving back. I took her nipples between my fingers, softly rubbing the erect tips and rolling them back and forth. She let out a soft moan. “Oh, Tommy, that’s sooo good.”




I went behind her on the couch and reached around, circling her breasts with the palm of my hands and teasing my fingers upwards over her bare arms. She wriggled against my growing hardness, driving me crazy. I could see a spreading spot of wetness seeping through her panties. I wanted her. She wanted me. It was perfect.




Lifting her up, I carried Angie over to her bedroom and placed her on the blanket. Sliding my fingers under the elastic, I removed her delicate undergarments slowly. I feathered my tongue up the inside of her long, shapely leg and allowed it to brush gently across her hidden mound. A tiny gasp escaped her throat. My fingers stroked her thigh as my probing tongue worked its way up and down her tasty lips. I stopped to drink in her honeyed goodness as I felt myself tighten and grow. I loosened my belt and removed my pants as I worshiped Angie’s sex. My fingers stroked the sides of her lips as my tongue found her love button. Flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue, I let my hand play around the crack of her ass. Her breathing was heavy and her body was quivering under my touch. She began to buck her hips wildly and I knew she was building rapidly to an explosive peak.




“Oh, God, Tommy! Ahh. Zhhzzzz! She sucked in another deep breath and let out a moan as the orgasm racked her body. I stroked her belly as she continued to shake with pleasure. “I’ve never felt like that,” she told me, “that was incredible.” I put my finger across her soft mouth and told her, “Shh.”




I moved my hand to her velvet wetness and inserted a finger tentatively inside her. As she became more accustomed to me, I added a second finger, working them in and out of her as I stroked her clit softly.

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