Salt on my Skin!
My salty cunt slime on my fingers, my lips and my tongue when she's not with me.
While thinking on her.
Her wet erotic kisses.
Her lovely moist lips.
Her soft hot wet tongue.
The salty sweat that she brings to my skin when we make love.
Her sweet salty sweat that she spreads on my body.
Her wonderful sweet salty taste on my lips.
Her lovely sweet salty taste on my tongue.
Her sweet salty hot cunt juice when she cums on my tongue, on my Tits, on my Body on my Cunt.
When our salt mixes with our love.
Salt on our Skin!
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The Red Fire Dragon
Short Memories
Vacation, relaxation, sun, warmth, good satisfaction and a good portion of alcohol are good indicators for getting my good memories going. Some memories that appear in my mind's eye are sometimes shrouded in a thick fog. Some because they are only brief moments that I have noticed, some because they were too long ago and others because I was either drunk or stoned.
During our first few days of vacation, a memory appeared that I could hardly remember. It was only gradually that a pic formed in my mind's eye.
It was my last summer vacation with my parents and my sister. The time had already passed when I realized that my Mom was using and taking advantage of me. It was a few weeks before I fell out with my Mom and ran away from home. We were on one of the Spanish islands. In the evenings I always left my family and stayed in one of the discos until late at night. I let the boys support me and was drunk or stoned or both most of the time.
I remember seeing this older blonde woman at one of the bars in the discotheques. I couldn't guess her age. Maybe 50+ years old, maybe younger. She reminded me of the hippie chicks from the 70s. She was ultra slim, very wiry, and you could see every little muscle under her tanned skin. She had round, firm breasts and small, firm buttocks. My memory of her face is strange. She had an angular face that was almost just a skull covered in skin. Her lips, however, were full and made up in dark red. Her bright blue eyes were piercing.
I remember staggering to the ladies room, quite drunk, because I had to pee. I washed my hands after I was done and suddenly she was standing next to me. She grabbed my braid and looked deep into my eyes with her bright blue eyes. She pulled me into one of the stalls by my hair and locked the door. She pushed me to my knees, pulled up her white summer dress and put one foot on the toilet lid. On her clean-shaven mons pubis was a tattooed, fiery red Chinese-style Dragon head, staring at me with big hypnotic eyes. The tattoo was designed in such a way that I drew the tattoo past her labia to her ass cheeks so that her cunt was supposed to replicate the Dragon's mouth.
Her labia hung long and wrinkled out of the Dragon's mouth. Her clit was long and thick. I had never seen such a big clit before. I was hypnotized by the sight. She took my ponytail and guided my head and my mouth very close to her Dragon. I made no attempt to resist. Her scent was intoxicating, her Dragon smelled of flowers and musk. She led me even closer. Her long labia were warm and moist. I was hypnotized. I liked her scent, this heavy scent of her horniness. My lips opened and I gently kissed her wonderful, moist Dragon lips. Her cunt tasted lovely, salty and tart.
Her horny scent, her delicious taste of horniness and her wonderfully thick clit on my tongue made me wet. I kissed, licked and sucked on her like a small cock. It was so intoxicating, so wonderfully horny to kneel in front of her and suck her ever-growing labia, suck on her twitching clit and taste her thick cunt juice.
I opened my eyes and looked into the eyes of the fiery red Dragon. It was as if I was making out with this Dragon. It was unbelievable. A French kiss with a Dragon. She pressed her Dragon harder and harder onto my mouth, pulled on my hair and pressed me tightly between her thighs. I enjoyed it. I pushed my tongue deep into the hot mouth of the fiery red Dragon. Her cunt juice coated my tongue thickly and slowly ran into my swallowing throat.
My hands grabbed her firm ass cheeks and pulled them apart. Her thighs opened further. I was now directly under her. She circled her cunt over my tongue. Her breathing became heavier and heavier, her moans could now be heard throughout the ladies' room. She said something that I couldn't understand in her moans. She took my head in her both hands. I could feel her pulsating cunt on my tongue, her twitching clit between my lips. Then she cum.
With fucking movements, her orgasm came hard over her. She squirted her orgasm onto my tongue, which was deep in her cunt. It was so good. Her orgasm tasted so good, so sweet. Her thick cunt juice dripped out of her. I tried to swallow as much as I could. My lips and cheeks were full of her delicious, thick cunt juice.
After she had calmed down a bit, she loosened her hard grip, pulled me up to her and gave me a French kiss with a hard tongue.
She did me the same favor that I had done her. She squatted in front of me, took off my thong, put my foot on the toilet lid and licked me first with a hard tongue. Her piercing blue eyes watched my every move. My hands had grabbed my firm, round tits and my fingers massaged my hard nipples. One of her fingers slipped into my dripping wet cunt. Shortly after, a second one. She fucked me while her lips massaged my clit. It didn't take me long to orgasm.
She didn't stop fucking and licking me. I grabbed her long blonde hair to pull her away from me. Her bright blue eyes told me she wasn't going to stop. I surrendered to her fingers, lips and tongue. A smile crossed her face. Her tongue softened and licked my twitching clit more and more intensely. A second and a third orgasm followed in quick succession. I think I screamed out loud my horniness and my orgasms in this Ladysroom.
My thighs were shaking, my knees were soft as butter. She pulled her fingers out of my cunt and licked them clean. Thick drops of cunt juice stuck to my labia and thighs. She got up from her crouch.
My juice ran down her square chin as she kissed me with my juice on her tongue, now with a soft tongue. She took my thong and put it in her cleavage. Then she left the changing room without a word, straightened her dress in front of the mirror and strolled away. I never saw her again.
Today I wonder if it was perhaps just a dream after all.
The dream of Kissing a Fire Red Dragon.