<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Brad....mmmm delcious Brad ;)</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=129495.msg5833052#msg5833052">Quote from: sensual pen on 07-02-2012, 00:43:59</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Brad on poolside couch<br/>Tag Sam-entangled. All others welcome. </strong><br/><br/>“Like this?” He grunted- “hard and thick like this eh sweet Sam?” he growled in her ear nuzzling nipping with his lips on any flesh he could find. He had stopped holding back- her signals and urgency had got to him-telling him she was open, ready and expected him to ride. <br/>Brad tugged her hair, pulling her head back and pressed his hips, rocking them hard against her yielding softness. It felt so good as she opened, eased and flowed round his manhood. His cock head, so full, round and slick slid in- impaling her in one long penetrating jerking stroke. Grunting in lust and passion he thrust and pumped. <br/><br/>Now there was heat- now a sense of urgency took hold of him. Gripping her hips, fingers digging into her soft sensual curves he started to ride her. Ride her hard, ride her fast, ride her at a fucking gallop. Their bodies pressed and squirmed, he ground his hips against her ass as if boring her pussy with his cock, fucking her hard, screwing her, trying it seemed to bore right through her. If she had not been so wet and open, the onslaught would have been fierce- even hurtful. But as it was, as they were so ready for each other-they fucked as one. Juicily, noisily lustily. The air was full of his groans mingling with her moans and squeals, a duet of pure fucking pleasure. It felt good- oh so good. <br/><br/>He settled into a rhythm of deep penetrating strokes mingled with jerks and thrusts. “Is this how you want it my sexy one- is this deep enough you my delicious juicy fuck – or do you want even more” he was grunting with the effort of pleasure, but also chuckling with the incredible feeling of total abandonment with a girl who knew that pleasure too. If there was a basic description for their encounter- they acted and responded as ‘fuck mates’. Every time she pressed back onto him- he thrust – every stroke, every quiver- they moaned and encouraged each other to greater heights. His cock felt as if she was wringing it out, as her pussy squeezed, rippled and tugged on his root.<br/><br/>Did she realise that Brad’s mind and body were under her control-and hers as his. They touched, whispered and squeezed in an endless erotic dance. It was a coupling of wanton writhing bodies glistening in the shadows, his torso running with sweat, a muscled, sculpted stud working out as he drove them on a trip to absolute abandonment. <br/><br/>And then the spanking began. Panting hard from his pounding thrusts, he had slowed his pace, to gain his breath and keep control. Through the mist of sweat blurring his vision her he looked down at her round lush ass beckoning – teasing, taunting, offering itself - daring him to dig in the spurs. Easing back on his haunches he slapped, then pressed deep, easing back he slapped the other cheek and then pressed deep. Once started, he rolled in a steady rythum, her ass warm and yielding under his steady beat. Not violent abuse, just the stinging warmth of lovers play. He was now giving in to baser lusts, the lust to take her- make her his own-make her soar in a delirium of ecstasy. Breathing heavily, he slapped, squeezed and caressed her pink globes, his fingers spread digging into her flesh as he took her higher.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br/><br/><strong>Samantha Weston, aka Sam  or  Sammy<br/>Location: outside Patio, near the pool &amp; hot tub, kneeling on a lounger built for two, being fucked by a master of the art ;)<br/>Tagged: Brad, and any others in the pool and hot tub area<br/>Accent: Canadian (eh!) :P<br/></strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i2.listal.com/image/1079353/936full-vanessa-marcil.jpg)</div>Every inch of her curvaceous body vibrated with a demanding sexual appetite, made ravenous with a sex drive that demanded nothing less than perfection. The raw powerful need pulsed deep against her core, strong enough to send herself and her lover into another realm of passion, should she deem him worthy of the ride. Sam could offer any man paradise, all he would have to do in order to claim his prize would be to please her, to move her with more than a few complimentary promises. She needed a man that could surf her seas, flavoring her natural juices with his own spices in a perfect blend of passionate fire and raw lustful need. When done right, every bone melting, spine chilling moment of the experience would be a thing to behold, a night of passion to be savored rather than swallowed whole in a greedy display of hunger.<br/><br/>Brad and Samantha moved as one, smoothly, like the ocean that hugs the lazy shore. Bending, swaying, dancing to the sweetest of all music, flowing as one like that of a fine orchestra. Brad had certainly proven himself a worthy partner, stroking her body into a melodic master piece, playing her body to the tune of their entwined desire filled cries. Her responsive body trembled, squeezing him with enthusiastic displays of lust, pulling him deeper with each thrilling pass, filling her with every delicious inch of his meaty offering.<br/><br/><strong> “Like this? Hard and thick like this eh sweet Sam?” </strong><br/><br/>Her only response was to growl with decadent sensuality, purring deep in her throat as she pushed back against his body, urging him to fuck her harder. Sam’s slim arms trembled, holding her petite frame in position as Brad thrust into her from behind. His powerful body masterfully worked her into a dizzy, throbbing knot of sensitive nerves, filling her with shameless desires.  She allowed her body to yield to his every whim, opening to his in the most intimate way possible. The sultry brunette had been waiting to feel him buried to the hilt and now that he was she wanted nothing more than to drive him wild, to push his tense and unyielding control to the very brink.<br/><br/><strong>“Is this how you want it my sexy one- is this deep enough you my delicious juicy fuck – or do you want even more”</strong><br/><br/>The sting of his hand on her backside was both exhilarating and charmingly unanticipated. A delicious sensation sent shivers along her spine, drawing erotic moans of pure pleasure from her soul. His lewd question brought a cheeky grin to her lips, tugging at the corners as she shifted her position in answer.  Using the strength in her arms, Sam pushed her body upright, pressing her back against his chest, forcing them both onto their knees. His cock still throbbing within her velvet heat, slipped deeper drawing a lusty cry of pleasure from her lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding her body against his. Each thrust of his cock from behind drove the needful brunette to squeeze him hard, molding her warm hot walls around his sensitive shaft.<br/><br/>Her perky breasts displayed proudly for those enjoying the hot tub, were crowned by rose tinted nubs of pure desire, quivering for attention. Her body moved like silk, sliding against his powerful form, thrilling with each movement delivering tiny explosions to every nerve ending, detonating them into an explosion of colour that filled her from her head to her toes, shattering what was left of her rational mind.<br/><br/>They moved in perfect unison, following the waves of desire as they pushed each other into the depths of lusts rocky seas, writhing and twisting against each other, feeding the wanton lust that controlled them, mind, body and soul.<strong>”Touch me baby”</strong>Sam purred, whispering each word into his ear with a voice coated with the fire that burned for more of his unique flavor<strong>”make me come alive, turn me on, fuck me harder baby. Set me free, don’t be so shy</strong>she playfully teased, pushing him to his limits.<br/>