1. Red Light District


    Date: 10/11/2015, Categories: Flash Erotica, Author: TheTravellingMan, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    She must have been fit to burst. Looking into the neon red rooms filled with erotic delights, she giggled as they beckoned us in. Morty and I watched the look of awe on her face as the tight-bodied lap dancer gyrated naked in front of us. Watching a live sex show, she wriggled on my lap as my hard length pressed against her pert rump. We took turns to finger her in the dark corner of a coffee shop. She had taunted us all way through the hotel’s meandering corridors with her little black dress up over her waist. Unable to tear our eyes off her hypnotic gait, remotely she exposed her peachy tight arse and bare vulva. Each liquid movement flowed effortlessly into the next; it was seduction at twenty paces. Playfully she turned to pull down her dress, showing us her perky tight breasts and her naked sex. Taunting us, she’d giggle and mockingly summon us with a single elegant finger. “I’m having her first,” muttered Morty, “I can’t take any more of this.” I mocked her bravado, “You are only going to make it worse for yourself.” “Promises, promises…,” came the confident reply. The key to the hotel room couldn’t unlock it quick enough. “Come on, come on,” laughed Emma as she jiggled the card. Morty flung the door open and we all rushed in. To the sound of the door closing shut, Emma grabbed me. A solitary tall lamp in the corner threw yellow shadows through the room. Pushing me against the wall, our fevered mouths pressed together. Her eager tongue teased mine as she fumbled with ...
    my belt. Her body caressed against mine as her moans buzzed against me. Morty had wasted no time; his cock had filled her wet sex. “Fuck!” she hissed. “Shit, you’re sopping!” It was urgent and frenetic. Pulling her dress over her head, I threw it to the floor. Frenzied hands explored her pert breasts; pinching the tight nubs as we pawed at her. Morty was giving it to her harder and she pushed back at each thrust. Pulling down on my jeans, she found my hard cock waiting for her attention. The look of satisfaction in her eyes as Marty pounded her raged through my body. “Get me on the bed,” pleaded Emma, “I want you both.” Clothes flew in different directions as she lay expectantly before us. Caressing her own breasts, her sex was wet and already gaped from Morty’s firm attention. Kneeling over her, my cock jutted hard from my body and Morty took her again to the hilt. Her body rose to meet it and his second thrust was vicious - Emma groaned with approval. “Mmm, pound me hard you dirty fucker. I want your spunk.” Morty held her legs at the ankles and gave her another hard thrust, then another. Feeding my cock into her mouth, she took it willingly. Morty was relentless, driving into her dementedly as she’d commanded. Prone before us, her hand reached to her impaled sex and teased her own body. Her muffled groans filled the room as three animals sought to sate their urges. Her body writhed with an instinctive rhythm, Morty’s fluid movements began to stutter. “Fuck she’s getting ...
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