1. It Was a Hotly Unusual Occasion


    Date: 1/22/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: HotLittleMoments, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    Em was in a very unusual situation. It wasn't that she was lying nearly naked with her legs spread wide open in the middle of a super-king-size bed in an expensive hotel suite. It was certainly not that her fuck-me's and her little cocktail dress were lying in a wantonly discarded heap where they had been thrown after they were rather warmly removed. The fact that she had then briefly worn just a tiny black lace string, vey sheer black stockings and a very tiny black lace bra was not unusual either. Nor was it in the least bit strange that a man whose delightfully hard shaft would very soon be invading her vagina had snapped open her bra and pushed it up so that his tongue and his teeth could worship her firm, pert breasts and their erotically rock-hard nipples. She had noted between frissons that he was a very skilled and practised breast and nipple worshiper. She had also uttered little cries of delight and spread her legs even wider than ever as she felt her pussy lips opening. It wasn't that her tiny black string had been pulled off her hot little mound and left for a while stretched very tightly around her uppermost thighs. Nor was it the delight of watching the lustful discovery as this was done, by a naked man showing clear signs of great passion, of the sexily manicured little triangle of hair she kept there. It wasn't that a naked man's hotly questing tongue had pushed apart her pussy lips five minutes ago, either. Or that the firm tip of his tongue had then wetly ...
    and erotically, and with great promise of forthcoming delight, circled her clit, giving her immense pleasure. It was none of these things. Moments of this nature happened quite often, especially when she was away on a business trip, as she was on this occasion. She often got hot for illicit cock (and not infrequently for the differently delectable delights of a hot woman). When Em wanted away-from-home sex, she generally got it, one way or another. As she had, just for example, she thought (with a suddenly apparent secret warmth between her legs) only the week before in Macao, on a short business trip from frequently visited Hong Kong, her usual hunting ground. She had summoned the city’s friendliest masseur (on the advice of a girlfriend who swore by him) and had loudly enjoyed three hours of sublime sensual and sexual pleasure (and two fantastic fucks) late in the evening in her hotel suite. No, it was none of these things that made this evening’s entertainment unusual. It was two other things: It had not been her plan and the man was her new boss. As a rule, Em avoided office entanglements, especially with the boss. For one thing, they tended to get in the way of her day job. She never allowed that. Well, almost never. She also tried to avoid situations in which she was engaged with someone Ambrose knew or might meet on his business circuit. This wasn’t because he mightn’t like it (he took the view that fidelity was a mental thing, not physical) but simply to foreclose on ...
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