1. Sorrento: Part 1


    Date: 12/2/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: LadyJaneGrey, Rating: 20, Source: LushStories

    something warm run down the inside of my thigh. He pushed me forward so that my bare breasts now lay on top of the wall. Saying that he pushed makes it sound violent, but it wasn't; it was actually very gentle. It was clear what he wanted of me, and I was more than willing to oblige. The feel of cold rough stone against my naked breasts was exquisite. I pressed down and arched my back, aching for whatever was to happen. He seemed to crouch behind me, lifting my skirt over my waist. It was a strange sensation being exposed like that, not just because it was in public, but the most intimate parts of my body were now being intensely scrutinized by someone I neither knew nor had seen. Looking back, I liken it to appearing in a porn movie, but that thought never entered my mind at the time. I was euphoric on sexual excitement; it was as close to pure animal lust as I could imagine, and all I could think was, please let it happen. I imagined having felt how wet I was, he wanted to taste me, but far from it. He used one hand to part the cheeks of my bum, and then proceeded to lick and kiss my tight puckered hole. I immediately thought he was going to try to have anal sex with me, and my mind raced through the issues of pain and all of the very non sexy things that you associate with your anal passage. It was not something that Tom or I had ever contemplated or discussed, so this was suddenly new, but I wanted whatever this man was going to give me. I wanted to be taken, ...
    and if that meant having my ass fucked for the first time, I really didn't care. The sensations that I was now experiencing with this man's tongue probing the outer edges of my anus, were worth whatever might follow. His free hand made sure that the rest of me was not ignored. He caressed the side of my now squeezed breast. He caressed my back. He caressed my thighs, and he slid his hand between my legs, sweetly caressing my now dripping slit, intermittently sliding a finger over my clitoris, and entering my vagina; every movement getting me closer to a second orgasm. He instinctively knew I was close, and while still tonguing my bum, he thrust three fingers deep inside me, taking me over the edge. I heard the terrace door open and voices spill out. We both stood, he straightening the lower part of my dress, me pulling the top back over my breasts. I desperately wanted this to go further; I desperately wanted to be fucked, long and hard, but in spite of that desperation, I was moved that this person cared enough to want to protect me. When I thought that I was properly decent, I closed my eyes tight and turned to face him. 'Thank you,' I whispered, 'I hope I might get the opportunity to take this further. I want you. I want to make you happy.' I didn't really know what I meant by the words, or even where they came from, but they felt sincere; they felt right. He leaned forward and kissed me tenderly on the lips, and walked away, before anyone could see us together.
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