1. Erotic Encounter


    Date: 12/13/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: aldenbradley, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    down, eventually bumping against the growing erection that had begun to swell in my pants. I glanced at her and saw her looking straight ahead with a knowing smile creasing her features. “Do you already have a room?” I asked, trying hard to concentrate on the driving. “One twenty-seven,” she replied. “Ground floor. External entrance.” The sign for the Sleepy Nest glowed white and green in the night. I pulled into the entrance and followed her directions, parking in front of the room. I shut off the car and climbed out, prepared to run round the back to open her door. She had already sprung away from the vehicle and stood at the room door, working the lock with her key. I walked toward her as she swung the door open and clicked on a low-wattage bulb. I stepped into the room and she closed the door behind me. She tossed the key and her purse on the counter and turned toward me. She began tugging at the buttons on her blouse. In seconds she had it open and pulled out of her dark skirt. She wore a frilly, flimsy bra which she ignored as she unbuttoned and unzipped the skirt. “Are you going to undress?” she asked. “Yeah, sure,” I said, beginning to work my own shirt buttons. Her skirt slipped down her thighs and I saw I’d guessed right. She wore a sheer, silken half-slip underneath. When that disappeared down those long, shapely legs, she was left standing in those four-inch heels, her bra, and a matching bikini-style pair of panties. I shucked my shirt off and began to lift my ...
    undershirt over my head when I felt her hands attack my trousers. She unhitched my belt and slid it out of the pants, tossing it into a chair. She deftly unhooked my trousers, fondling my engorged cock as she slid the zipper down. The next I knew, I stood in front of her clad only in my shorts, socks and loafers. “You do the shoes and socks while I get this,” she said urgently, reaching behind her to unclasp the brassiere. I sat in the chair on top of my clothing and pulled off my shoes and socks, watching her proud breasts spill out of the bra as she slid the arm straps off her shoulders. She turned to face me, took a step closer so that her panties were right at the level of my nose and nearly touching my face. “You want to do these?” she asked, hitching her thumbs in the negligible waistband. “Yeah, sure,” I replied. I reached up and my hands met hers. I gently tugged downward, watching transfixed as her tightly trimmed red landing strip came into view. The tiny garment slid down to pool at her ankles. I couldn’t resist the temptation of leaning forward just enough so that my lips could touch her pussy. I was amazed to find how moist she was. I stuck my tongue into her slit for my first taste of her essence. She stepped back and out of her panties. Her hand cupped under my cheeks. “Time for that later,” she whispered hoarsely. “Get your shorts off for me.” I stood up and pulled down my shorts, tugging the waistband forward to clear my fully engorged cock. I was stunned when ...
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