Hot Air Balloon
An erotic fantasy
By CyAdora
Hot Air Balloon
An erotic fantasy
©
2011 CyAdora
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This book is dedicated to everyone who loves to play with his or her mind and body. There is a vast wilderness of opportunity out there in the comfort and safety of our own mind. Have fun and explore! Test your limits and find your boundaries. Within this playful space comes great reward. Knowing yourself is about being proud of who you are.
I am CyAdora and I am proud to be an authwhore!
I hope you enjoy reading Hot Air Balloon.
<3 CyAdora
Hot Air Balloon
Just leaning on the
white, picket fence along with everyone else, the dull murmur of
mindless chatter hangs as thick as the early morning fog. I am
listening to the distant roar of the heating burners, which had just
started. There are large, colorful, flat, hot air balloons that had
been laid out in the large, open field in front of us. Just about
ready expand, the balloon tops flirted with the idea of becoming
independent of the cold earth below. As I watch the bulbous volumes
pull upwards, tipping the baskets upright, I fell you walk up behind
me.
My heart skips a beat. You press your strong against
my body I feel your lust and desire. Feeling intoxicated, I rub my
firm ass back into your body wanting to feel more of you on me.
I
take a few short breaths, "just calm down, now, not, not
here..." I say to no avail. I want you and my body cannot lie,
"I want it here and now," begs my naughty mind. I shift my
weight, just opening my legs slightly. I can’t believe I am doing
this with all these people around. What if someone sees us? As you
run your hands up my legs then under my skirt and onto my ass, I feel
as if I am going to scream, "I NEED YOU.”
As if you
hear me, you squeeze my ass tight, spreading my cheeks apart as you
massage them firmly. I feel the cold air flirting with my warm pussy
as you do that. Then, you run your fingers down my ass and into my
warm honey pot. I feel your cold hands with unrivaled sensitivity.
Pretending to be entranced by the almost erect balloons, I spread my
feet more to beacon you deeper. I feel your hand spread my pussy lips
apart. To my amazement, I feel your huge, hard cock jam into my damp
slit. An uncontrolled groan, surprises even myself, as I look around
to the closest of the crowd. You press your cock deeper inside me, my
head jolts forward and I can barely control myself. You feel so good
filling my entire hole with my lips splayed wide open. Barely able to
squeeze around you, I feel you are the biggest shaft I have even been
filled with. My head spins as you press in and draw back your most
impressive of appendages. Under my shirt and sweater, I feel your
hands reach up and hold the weight of my breasts. Then you squeeze
them, tight and I have to bite my lip to keep from crying out in
ecstasy. My shallow inhales quicken. You work my nipples until they
are rock hard then squeeze them. I feel myself cum so forcefully; it
distracts my abused, red nipples. Again I am helpless to control my
speech as I moan out loudly and drop my head onto my crossed arms.
"You are fucking my pussy so hard. Fuck me, I love it."
I feel your cock swell up and I know I will get it deep inside of me
soon. As your breathing quickens, you ram your cock into me with
excessive force. I gasp as I feel your thick base splitting open my
tender cunny. I reach my fingers back and slide them along your
balls that are swinging and battering my engorged clit. Pumping into
me, I feel your burst of cum enter when you are balls-deep inside. It
is hot and sprays me forcefully, it almost burns as it fills me. I
hold your sack as you keep your cock buried, just throbbing in and
out of me as to empty your gun fully.
The crowd bursts into a
sea of clapping and yelling. Blinking fast, I focus my view, as I am
surprised and shocked about this response to our orgasms. I notice
the first of the colorful balloons is free, floating and rising up
into the cold, morning sky.
I feel you flip my skirt down and
step away back, as the little old, crochet covered lady next to me
says," That was quite lovely, wasn't it?"
"Oh
yes," I respond, still flushed from my own lift-off, "That
was lovely, really fantastic." She smiled back at me, already,
slightly distracted from another impending lift-off. Then she winked
at me as her gaze returned frontwards. "I wonder..."