1. Kindred Spirits


    Date: 10/19/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Written by women, Author: ejls, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    She held her finger to her lips, signaling him to be quiet as the door to the children’s room closed. She smiled that “come hither” smile and then seemed to float down the hallway toward the bedroom door. “What was that?” Hailey whispered to her sister. “Just the ghosts,” Jamie replied with a giggle. “Now be quiet and close your eyes before the Nanny hears us. We don’t want to be punished for not going to sleep.” “Can’t you tell me just one more story?” Hailey pleaded. “I’ll tell you two tomorrow night if you go to sleep right now.” Down the hall, safely inside the bedroom, Eleanor turned into Roy’s embrace. She felt petite with his bulk towering over her by almost twelve inches. His strong arms held her so tight, she couldn’t breathe. “My love,” she whimpered. His mouth was on hers, claiming it, owning it. Their tongues explored the all too familiar caverns. Roy broke their embrace and began to fumble with the buttons running down the front of her gown. “Damn it! Why do you women make it so difficult for us?” Eleanor giggled. “Why are you men so impatient?” “You know why,” he growled. Not wanting to prolong his pleasure, he grabbed Eleanor’s neckline and in one sweep, ripped her gown open from neck to waist. “Roy!” she squealed. “Don’t pretend with me, you harlot. I know you want this as much as I do!” He spun her around and began to pull at the ribbons on her corset. “You toy with us. You do it on purpose!” “Stop your complaining and free me of this prison,” she purred. “I ...
    want to feel you inside me.” Roy clawed his way through the woven ribbons, loosening the corset and then pulling her garments away until she stood naked in front of him. The moon was high that night and lit the room with a silvery glow. He felt himself growing at the sight of her. Eleanor trembled but then stepped toward him, her hands reaching out to help remove his vest and shirt. As she reached for his belt, she could feel the heat radiating through the fabric of his pants. Her mouth went dry in anticipation of their coming together. His boots thrown in the corner, he stood before her as proud as the mighty oak tree. Roy’s massive chest was covered with the same ginger hair that was on his head. It was as if his beard never stopped growing. His eyes glowed with amber fire as he swept Eleanor up in his arms and in two strides was lowering her onto the bed. He reached down and traced her lips with his finger, then drew an imaginary line down her chin to the valley between her breasts. Roy could see Eleanor’s nipple harden the closer his finger came to it. He caught it between his thumb and finger, rolling it, causing her to moan with desire. He bent over to kiss her panting mouth, his hand reaching over to massage one breast while he began to trail hot, wet kisses down her body. “Roy….” It was the only word that escaped Eleanor’s mouth when Roy began to suckle her breast. Involuntarily, her chest rose to try to feed him and she reached for his head, pulling him closer. She ...
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