1. A weekend break to Amsterdam


    Date: 12/9/2014, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: AndreaDetroit, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    very horny and my own body reminded me it needed some attention. Still sipping my champagne, my free hand moved over my rumpled skirt and slid through the side of my soaking wet panties. After gliding over my trimmed bush, my fingers sought out my clit from under its hood. As I caressed my inflamed sex button, my pussy began to throb constantly and I desperately wanted something inside me. My braless nipples, hard as rocks by now, were straining against the soft fabric of my satin blouse and were easily visible now and letting some champers dribble out of my mouth, I felt the bubbly liquid flowing between my silken globes before being soaked up by the absorbent fabric. Taking another sip of my drink, I watched mesmerized as the satin cloth went translucent as it soaked up the champagne . Then my soaking wet gusset disappeared between my willing pussy lips as my panties were stretched tightly over my sex by my own hand movements. Looking across to Katja, I could see I wasn’t the only horny lady here. She had pulled her own blouse from her skirt, and after hastily undoing the remaining buttons, the garment fell completely open, giving me an unobstructed view of her gorgeous boobs. I really was really quite jealous of them. There was no sag, no blemishes, absolutely nothing that could detract from their perfection and her tight little nipples seemed to point excitedly at Paul's cock. Watching Katja in her sexy attire manipulate my hubby's manhood was unbelievably sexy, and my ...
    cunt began to throb relentlessly and unconsciously my fingers moved further south. Using the palm of my hand to keep the pressure on my swollen clit, my fingertips moved softly up and down my soaking wet slit and within the confines of the airline chair I spread my legs as far as possible. My body shook involuntarily as my fingertips pushed gradually between my pussy lips. As they disappeared inside my sodden tunnel, a small moan escaped from my half open mouth despite trying to keep my emotions under control, revealing how much I wanted this. On hearing my soft outburst, Katja winked at me, her whole demeanour exuding naughtiness. The small dainty hands wrapped around his cock were obviously having a phenomenal effect on him because he couldn’t take his eyes off the young lady using them. Suddenly, that sexy foreign accented English rang in my ears. “Oh I'm sorry, Sir, I'm not usually this clumsy! Here let me clean that up and wipe you down, and don’t worry madam, I’ll fetch you another glass as soon as I’ve finished with your husband!” "What the hell is she playing at?" I wondered out loud, hearing Katja sounding apologetic, especially as I still had my drink still my hand. When our eyes met, her mischievous glint and sensual smile made everything obvious. The ruse was purely for the benefit of the other passengers in the first class. If anyone had heard and cared to look, they could see that her words, although not entirely a lie, were not to be taken at face value. Still ...
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