Huge thanks to Billy Gahan for writing this beautiful erotic..

Huge thanks to Billy Gahan for writing this beautiful erotic story! I’m so glad that I could be your inspiration for it ❤️❤️. Please leave a like and a comment if you guys enjoy it... he’d love to hear your feedback😊 —————————————————————— You sit before me, legs crossed, top leg bouncing and a sinister smile washes across your face. I can’t take my eyes off you. Everything about you commands attention. Your large, strong frame, feminine curves, soft pale skin, cute face and silky brown hair. I feel my heart rate pick up, a tingle shoots up my back to my neck. You beckon me to come over and as I approach, you stand up. Your short skirt hangs dangerously high, revealing stunningly strong yet femininely soft quad muscles that jut sharply from the top of your perfectly shaped knees. You spin to the side, flexing your calves as you stand on your bare tippy toes, your quads and hamstrings flex as you maintain your balance. The backs of your legs contain the most beautiful set of broad hamstrings. My heart really is pounding now, sweat collects on my lower back, I can almost smell my desire. You whisper “don’t be afraid, you can definitely touch! I shaved today; you wanna feel how smooth they are?” I get close, feel the fabric of your skirt brush against my forearm as I reach out and touch your thigh, just above your knee. The touch of your skin is touchingly smooth and soft! My heart begins to skip and I feel an intense buildup in my loins, and electricity shoot all over my body. You spin around, bump your firm bootie into my lap, as I reach around with both hands and message he front of your thighs passionately. You feel my cock moving in my pants as it inflates to a hard erection, the kind that stretches the fabric of my cotton Jockey boxer-briefs. For the next 5 minutes, I explore every inch of skin on your legs. Not a word said between us, just the sound of my quicking breathing behind your ears, and the occasional soft feminine moan of approval escaping from your lips. We move in relative unison, you flexing your quads as I begin to rub them; I explore your calves as you extend your leg forward, pointing your painted toe nails upward. Just as much as I’m reveling in the other worldly touch and site of your legs, you seem to gain satisfaction at the power they hold over me. It’s incredible how something so simple and simingly insignificant can grab such a hold on me! It’s like a form of hypnosis! “You want to fuck these thighs so badly, don’t you” shatters the silence. I gulp, and sheepishly nod my head. I heart really is pounding, my hands begin to clam up. You take your skirt and slide it down, revealing your delicate yet naughty black lacy panties and your incredibly firm round bootie, that you give a loud “slap!” as you spank your own ass. “You’re gonna remember this moment for the rest of your life” you whisper into my ear, causing the hair on my arms to rise. You slide your strong bare arm down, fingers sliding against my crouch and you slid my zippered fly slowly down, and pop my button. My light blue boxers exposed, and the outline of a rock hard cock, pointing upwards , the head almost popping out the top. You take my to couch, I lay down on my back, head propped up, you lay across from me; your feet practically in my face and your bootie pointed in the air. I slide my underwear down, and your soft, smooth legs slide on my cock, slowly back and forth. I let out a loud moan as intense pleasure takes hold of my entire body. Over the next several minutes, I feel intense delight as you rub and squeeze my cocktail, occasionally flexing your powerful thighs. You get up suddenly “I’ll be right back! Don’t run, I know I can catch you hahah” you say playfully. You return shortly with a bottle of baby oil. “This should help with that pesky friction!” I watch as you rub oil over every inch of your legs, your defined muscles suddenly reveal deeper and more dramatic grooves. You then sit on top of my chest, your weight pushing on my ribs. You grip my raging hard cock beweeen your strong slippery thighs, my head pokes out from between the top of your thighs. The next ten minutes was ecstasy! As I moan and gasp for air, you seem to soak in intense enjoyment and the spectacle of what’s happening between your legs. You feel like a goddess, in completely control of this man’s happiness. You’ve cast a spell over me, and every move you make seems to be the right one. “Ok, time to finish this up” you say and being to trust your hips up and down, and your quads flex, creating this junxaposition between rock hard muscle and slippery skin. I feel it’s almost boiling deep in my stomach, then the orgasm traveled up, pulsating all over my body. My eyes closed, I missed the site of cum gushing out the top of my my cock, like a fountain. I feel the warm familiar slippery texture of semen on my leg. You slow to a stop. And get up. I need to wash this off, I’ll be back. We part ways, but we both know that we’ll always be connected by this day. We wish each other well, I give you a kiss on the cheek and leave the house, forever changed, enriched. The End