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A Tasting of Wine and Desire

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Kate stepped into The Tasty Tavern, a charming pub with a cozy, old-world ambiance. The warm glow of candlelit tables and the soft murmur of conversations welcomed her as she made her way to the wine tasting event. She had always been a wine enthusiast, and her curiosity about new flavors and blends had brought her here tonight. Little did she know that this evening would be a tantalizing journey of sensory delights, both in terms of wine and carnal pleasures.

As she approached the tasting area, a tall, dark-haired man caught her attention. He was in his early thirties, with a confident smile and a captivating presence. His deep blue eyes sparkled with mischief as he noticed Kate’s gaze. He was the wine expert, the one who had supplied the pub with an exquisite selection for the event. Kate felt a flutter in her stomach, a mixture of excitement and anticipation.

The wine expert, whose name was Ethan, greeted Kate warmly, his voice smooth and inviting. “Welcome to the tasting, Kate. I’m Ethan, and I’ll be your guide through this delightful journey of flavors.” His charm was undeniable, and Kate found herself drawn to his charismatic demeanor.

Ethan began by introducing the first wine, a crisp white from a local vineyard. As Kate took a sip, Ethan watched her closely, his eyes fixed on her lips as they wrapped around the glass. “Notice the subtle notes of citrus and the refreshing acidity,” he said, his voice low and sensual. “It’s a perfect wine for a hot summer day.”

Kate savored the wine, feeling the cool liquid slide down her throat, and nodded in agreement. “It’s delightful,” she said, her green eyes sparkling with pleasure. “I love how it dances on my tongue.”

Ethan smiled, his gaze intense. “I’m glad you’re enjoying it. Now, let’s move on to something a little more complex.” He poured a deep red wine into her glass, its rich color shimmering in the candlelight. “This one is a bold Cabernet Sauvignon, aged to perfection. It’s a wine that demands your attention.”

Kate took a sip, and the full-bodied flavor exploded on her palate. It was like a warm embrace, leaving a lingering taste of dark berries and oak. “Oh, this is incredible,” she murmured, her eyes closing momentarily to savor the experience.

Ethan leaned closer, his breath tickling her ear. “I’m glad you like it. I chose this one especially for you. I thought it would suit your refined taste.” His words sent a shiver down Kate’s spine, and she felt a warmth between her thighs that had nothing to do with the wine.

As the evening progressed, Ethan guided Kate through a variety of wines, each more exquisite than the last. They laughed and chatted, sharing stories and a growing sense of connection. Kate was captivated by Ethan’s knowledge and his ability to make her feel like the only woman in the room. His attention was intoxicating, and she found herself wanting more.

When the event finally came to an end, Kate felt a pang of disappointment. She didn’t want the night to be over, not when she was having such a wonderful time. Sensing her reluctance, Ethan stepped closer, his eyes holding a promise of something more.

“I’d love to continue this conversation somewhere more private,” he said, his voice low and suggestive. “My place is just around the corner. I have a few rare vintages I’d like to share with you, if you’re interested.”

Kate’s heart raced at the invitation. She had never been one to shy away from adventure, especially when it came to attractive younger men. “I’d love to,” she replied, her voice steady despite the excitement coursing through her veins.

They left the pub, the cool night air a refreshing change after the warmth of the crowded room. As they walked, Kate felt Ethan’s hand brush against hers, and she couldn’t help but smile. His touch was electric, and she knew that the night was about to take an even more exciting turn.

Ethan’s apartment was a short walk away, located in a trendy neighborhood. The building was modern and stylish, a contrast to the quaint pub they had just left. As they stepped into the elevator, Kate felt a tingling anticipation building within her. She was eager to see what the night had in store.

Ethan’s place was a reflection of his refined taste—clean lines, warm lighting, and a collection of wine bottles displayed like works of art. Kate’s eyes widened as she took in the elegant space, feeling a thrill at the thought of what was to come.

“Make yourself comfortable,” Ethan said, his voice deep and inviting. “I’ll just grab a couple of special bottles from my collection.”

Kate settled onto a plush sofa, her heart pounding with anticipation. She watched as Ethan moved gracefully across the room, his muscles flexing beneath his fitted shirt. He was a man who clearly took care of himself, and Kate couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to have those strong hands on her body.

Ethan returned with two bottles, one white and one red, and set them on the coffee table. “Now, let’s see if I can find the perfect glass for each of these,” he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

As he searched for the right glasses, Kate took the opportunity to admire his physique. His broad shoulders and narrow waist were accentuated by the way his shirt clung to his body. She felt a familiar warmth between her legs, a growing desire that she knew Ethan would soon satisfy.

Ethan returned with two elegant glasses and poured the white wine first. “This one is a rare Chardonnay, aged in oak barrels. It has a unique buttery texture and a hint of vanilla.”

Kate took a sip, the wine coating her tongue with its rich, creamy flavor. “It’s amazing,” she breathed, her eyes closing in pleasure.

Ethan sat beside her, his thigh brushing against hers. “I’m glad you like it. Now, let’s see if I can make it even better.”

Before Kate could respond, Ethan leaned in and captured her lips in a searing kiss. His mouth was warm and demanding, and Kate felt a rush of desire as his tongue slid against hers. She moaned softly, her hands reaching up to tangle in his dark hair.

Ethan’s kiss was insistent, his hands roaming over her body, exploring her curves. He cupped her small breasts through her dress, his thumbs brushing over her hardening nipples. Kate arched into his touch, her breath coming in short gasps.

Breaking the kiss, Ethan trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. “You taste incredible,” he murmured, his breath hot against her sensitive skin.

Kate’s head fell back as Ethan’s lips found the sensitive spot just below her ear, his tongue flicking and teasing. “Oh, Ethan,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with need. “Please…”

Ethan smiled against her skin, his hands sliding down to the hem of her dress. “I want to taste all of you, Kate. I want to make you feel incredible.” With that, he gently lifted her dress over her head, revealing her slender, naked body.

Kate shivered as the cool air caressed her skin, her small breasts with their rosy nipples standing proudly. Ethan’s eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of her. “You’re breathtaking,” he said, his voice thick with admiration.

He guided Kate to the edge of the sofa, his hands gently pushing her back until she was lying down. Kate’s heart raced as she watched him kneel between her legs, his eyes fixed on her most intimate place.

“I love going down on women,” Ethan confessed, his voice husky. “And I plan on making you come over and over again.”

Kate’s breath caught in her throat as Ethan leaned forward, his warm breath tickling her sensitive folds. He parted her lips with his thumbs, exposing her glistening clit, and blew gently, sending a shiver of anticipation through her.

“You’re already so wet for me,” he whispered, his voice filled with admiration. “I can’t wait to taste you.”

With that, Ethan lowered his head, his tongue flicking out to trace her slit from bottom to top. Kate gasped, her body arching off the sofa as his tongue swirled around her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her.

Ethan was a master of his craft, his tongue firm and skilled. He lapped at her folds, teasing her clit with quick flicks before sucking it gently between his lips, sending Kate spiraling towards ecstasy. She moaned, her hands gripping the sofa cushions as he continued to pleasure her with his mouth.

“Oh, Ethan, yes!” Kate cried out, her hips bucking against his face. “Don’t stop, please!”

Ethan chuckled against her, the vibrations sending her over the edge. Kate’s body shook as she came, her juices flowing freely as Ethan lapped them up eagerly. He continued to lick and suck, drawing out her orgasm until she was left trembling and sated.

But Ethan wasn’t done yet. He wanted to take her on an even wilder ride. “I want to make you come again, Kate. This time, I want you to hold on as long as you can.”

Kate, still sensitive from her first climax, whimpered softly as Ethan began his sensual assault once more. His tongue was relentless, teasing and tormenting her clit, driving her to the brink of orgasm again and again, only to pull back and deny her release.

“Please, Ethan, let me come,” Kate begged, her voice hoarse. “I can’t take much more.”

“Not yet,” he whispered, his breath hot against her swollen folds. “I want to feel you tremble and beg for it.”

Ethan’s fingers joined his tongue, sliding into her wetness, stretching and filling her as he licked and sucked her clit. Kate’s body was a mass of sensations, her pleasure building to an almost unbearable intensity.

“I… I can’t hold on much longer,” she panted, her hands gripping his hair, urging him closer.

Ethan chuckled, the sound vibrating through her. “That’s it, Kate. Come for me. Let it all out.”

With those words, he sucked her clit into his mouth, his tongue flicking wildly, and Kate’s body exploded in a mind-shattering orgasm. She cried out, her hips bucking wildly as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

Ethan held her through the storm of her release, his tongue and fingers never faltering, until she finally collapsed, spent and satisfied.

Kate lay on the sofa, her body tingling and her mind reeling from the intense pleasure. Ethan rose to his knees, his eyes dark with desire. “I love the taste of your pussy, Kate. I could eat you all night.”

Kate smiled, her body still buzzing with pleasure. “You’re incredible, Ethan. I’ve never experienced anything like that before.”

Ethan grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Well, the night’s still young, Kate. I have a feeling we’re just getting started.”

Kate’s heart raced at the thought of what else Ethan had in store for her. She had never felt so desired, so utterly consumed by passion. As she gazed up at him, she knew that this was just the beginning of a night that would leave her forever changed.

The Paperhanger’s Bulge

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I stood in the doorway, my eyes immediately drawn to the tall, muscular figure perched atop a ladder in my bedroom. The paperhanger, whose name I didn’t even know, was putting the final touches on the new wallpaper, his broad shoulders and strong arms moving gracefully as he smoothed out the last few wrinkles. But it wasn’t his face or his physique that caught and held my attention; it was the prominent bulge in his tight work pants.

I had noticed it earlier when he first arrived, but now, with him standing just a few feet away, the outline of his impressive package was at eye level, and it was impossible to ignore. He must have caught me staring because he smiled, revealing a set of perfect white teeth. I felt my face flush with embarrassment, but I couldn’t look away.

“Almost done for the day, ma’am,” he said, his voice deep and smooth like warm honey. “Just need to finish up this last bit.”

I nodded, unable to speak for a moment, my mind fixated on the bulge that seemed to strain against the fabric. He was well-endowed, that much was clear, and a part of me wondered if he was aware of the effect he was having on me. I was Ava, a 54-year-old psychologist, used to hearing my patients’ intimate problems, but this… this was something else entirely.

As if sensing my thoughts, he climbed down from the ladder, his movements cat-like and graceful. He stood before me, his height and presence filling the small space between us. Up close, I could see the defined muscles of his chest through his thin t-shirt, and his pants hung low on his hips, showcasing his powerful physique.

“Anything else I can help you with today?” he asked, his eyes holding a playful glint.

I swallowed, my mouth suddenly dry. “Well, I… um…” I trailed off, my gaze dropping to his crotch once more. I couldn’t help myself; it was like a magnet drawing my eyes downward.

“Something catch your eye?” he whispered, leaning closer. His warm breath caressed my cheek, sending shivers down my spine.

“Your… um… your package,” I blurted out, feeling bold and embarrassed all at once. “It’s… impressive.”

He chuckled, a deep, throaty sound that sent a thrill through my body. “Why, thank you, ma’am. It’s not often I get compliments on my… equipment.”

I felt a surge of confidence, my inhibitions melting away. After all, I was a mature woman, secure in my desires. “I couldn’t help but notice,” I said, my voice steady now. “It’s… quite the sight.”

He took a step forward, invading my personal space, but I didn’t back away. Instead, I found myself reaching out, my fingers brushing against the bulge that had captivated me. He sucked in a sharp breath as my hand made contact, and I could feel the heat radiating from his groin.

“You’re not shy, are you?” he murmured, his eyes darkening with desire.

“Not when it comes to something I want,” I replied, my voice husky with need.

With that, I dropped to my knees, my fingers working quickly to unfasten his belt and unzip his pants. He wore no underwear, and his thick, erect cock sprang free, bobbing slightly with its own weight. It was easily ten inches long, and the head was already glistening with pre-cum. My mouth watered at the sight.

“Fuck, you’re bold,” he groaned, his hands threading through my shoulder-length brown hair.

I looked up at him, my hazel eyes meeting his intense gaze through my glasses. “I want to taste you,” I said, my voice barely a whisper.

Without waiting for a response, I leaned forward and took him into my mouth, my lips wrapping around the hot, pulsing flesh. He was thick and filled my mouth instantly, but I was determined to take as much of him as I could. I sucked and licked, my tongue swirling around the head, savoring the salty taste of his pre-cum.

“Oh, fuck, yeah,” he hissed, his hips thrusting gently, encouraging me to take more.

I moaned around his cock, the vibrations causing him to tremble. My hands gripped his thighs, feeling the hard muscles beneath his skin. I sucked harder, sliding my mouth up and down his shaft, my lips leaving a trail of wetness. His hands tightened in my hair, guiding my movements, but I was in control, setting the pace.

“You’re incredible,” he grunted, his breath coming in short gasps. “Suck me like you mean it.”

I needed no further encouragement. I deep-throated him, taking him all the way down until my nose was buried in the patch of dark hair at the base of his shaft. I held him there, my throat muscles flexing around his girth, and then pulled back, my lips sliding up his length.

“That’s it, you filthy slut,” he growled. “Take my cock. Show me how much you want it.”

His words only fueled my desire. I sucked and slurped, my saliva mixing with his pre-cum, making lewd, wet sounds. I looked up at him, my eyes pleading, and he responded by thrusting his hips forward, fucking my mouth with abandon. I gagged slightly, but I loved the feeling of being used, of being at his mercy.

“That’s right, take it all,” he grunted, his hands now gripping my head, holding me in place as he pounded my mouth.

I moaned and whimpered, my body trembling with the effort of taking his massive cock. I could feel his balls slapping against my chin with each thrust, and I knew he was close. I wanted him to cum, to fill my mouth with his hot seed.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he warned, his voice hoarse.

I redoubled my efforts, sucking and stroking with my hand, my other hand cupping and massaging his heavy balls. He let out a primal roar as he exploded, his cum shooting down my throat, hitting the back of my mouth with force. I swallowed eagerly, milking his cock with my mouth and hand, not wanting to waste a single drop.

He pulled out, his cock glistening and slick with my saliva and his cum. I looked up at him, my lips and chin glistening with his release, and smiled.

“That was… incredible,” I said, my voice breathless.

He laughed, a deep, satisfied sound. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that. You’re one hell of a woman, Ava.”

I stood, my knees slightly weak, and straightened my clothes. “I’m glad I could help,” I said, my tone playful. “But I think I might need a little more ‘help’ myself.”

His eyes lit up with understanding. “Oh, I think I can arrange that,” he said, his voice full of promise.

And with that, he took my hand and led me to the bed, where we continued our passionate encounter, exploring each other’s bodies with eager hands and hungry mouths. I had never felt so alive, so desired, and I knew that this was just the beginning of a wild and unforgettable adventure.