1. The Erotic MILFS


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: DCZ, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

    husband. It made him very hot, I could see him looking at them every now and then. But, as you know, I was thinking of you.” “My husband wanted to fuck me last night, but I wouldn’t let him. I was saving myself for you. I brought two pairs of stockings, one black with dark black upper, and one nude, with darker nude tops. You could dress me in either one. I want to make your cock really hard. I brought a black pair of panties and a black ultra sheer, see-through bra. I hope these are the things you wanted me to buy, and wear for you. And oh yes, I brought one more thing, I brought a skirt and jacket and white pearls. I know sometimes you like to see me fully dressed, before you fuck me." "You know you're making me so fucking hot. You are going to get a very hot cock down your throat and up your cunt. Pick up your bag and go upstairs, I want to watch you." Susan slowly walked over to her bag, bent over, and lifted it. She turned and started towards the stairs. She started walking up the stairs, in a very sensual manner, her hips moving with every step. I caught a glimpse of her ass hole as she walked. I thought of the two times I fucked her in the ass, once in L.A., and once in Madrid. When she got to the top of the stairs she turned and in her nude state, smiled, and faced me She slowly moved her hands down to her pussy, and then spread her cunt lips. "Do you like my wet pussy? I'm all yours, I always have been, no one makes me feel like you do." "Susan, go into the ...
    bedroom." I said. She turned and once again picked up her bag, and walked into the bedroom. She was quite a sight nude as she was. In the bedroom there was a full length mirror and king-size bed. Next to the bed was a sofa and chair, in which I wanted her to sit when she dressed. I just watched in amazement at the beauty of her nude body. I realized how lucky I was to have a mistress the likes of her. I loved her, and have loved her for years. She was a lady and a slut. Who would ever want anything more? She instinctively went over to the chair and sat down. She was looking me in the eyes as she crossed her legs and put her hands, palms down on her legs. With a big smile on her face she was saying, I’m here, what do you want to do to me? Susan knew exactly what she was doing, she was here for great sex and she was here for great love. She loved to be naughty, and loved the experience with me. She loved her husband, as I love my wife, but neither of us had anything like this at home. When we had sex it was almost a religious experience. Susan was the love of my life I could only enjoy her in short glimpses. I was grateful for the opportunity to see her when we were together I always wished it was last forever, knowing well, that it could not. "So, here we were with hours and hours to spend with each other, the question was where do we start.” As I watched her sitting there crossed legged, nude, and smiling, I knew we were in for a great time. "Are you going to dress me or are you just ...