1. Erotic Encounter


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

    take in the vision of her in front of me. “I saw you in the bar. A young fellow approached you. What did you tell him?” “I told him my husband was watching.” “Your husband?” She nodded. “So he saw us leave together?” “He did.” “He didn’t try to stop you?” She shook her head. “Why do you do this?” “For the variety,” she replied. “And he lets you?” “He likes watching me get picked up.” “But he has to know.” “He knows. He likes me to get fucked and come home and tell him all about it.” “Why does he do that?” “Because he loves me. Because he wants me to have what we’ve just had.” “Is he some kind of weirdo?” “I don’t think so. It’s not like I’m going to fall in love or anything. It’s just fucking.” “And you don’t feel guilty?” She shook her head. “It’s not like I’m cheating. He knows. He approves. And I always go home to him.” “He must love you a lot.” “He does.” Exhausted from the excitement and the effort we dozed for a while. When I woke up a little time later I was surprised to find she was still there. I could feel her breathing evenly next to me, her hand draped across my belly and clutching my member. It began to swell in her hand. She stirred in her sleep and clutched it tighter. I eased my arm across her and gently grasped her breast. My fingers trailed across the nipple and felt it stiffen slightly. Her hand slid up and down my shaft as it solidified. She turned toward me and her green eyes shone brightly. “That was a nice little nap,” she said. “Do you always nap ...
    grasping a cock?” I chuckled. “Not always,” she grinned, “But it could become a delightful habit.” “You’re having an effect on me,” I warned her. “I can tell,” she replied. “Is that a bad thing?” “Not if you’re okay with being a bad girl again.” Her smile was broad and slightly wicked. “I’m always ready to be naughty.” “You like fucking strange men that much?” “If they’re good to me,” she answered. “Have I been good?” “You’ve been very, very good.” “You know you’re making me want to fuck you again?” “Hmmm. That sounds like a wonderful idea.” “You mean that?” “I mean it. But this time, I’d like you to really fuck me.” “The first time wasn’t real?” “Oh, no, that’s not what I mean. This time, though, I want you to fuck me hard and fast, with me on my hands and knees and you pounding into me.” “You’re my princess of the night,” I told her. “Anything you want.” She released me and turned around to raise her ass in the air. I scrambled to kneel behind her. “Are you ready?” she asked. “I am,” I replied. “Then you should put it in and start fucking me.” I grabbed my hard rod and slid it toward her. Just as I touched her pussy lips with the head she asked, “What is your name?” “Dave,” I replied. “What’s yours?” “You can call me Kate.” “Nice to meet you, Kate,” I chuckled, doubting that was her real name. “Come on and fuck me, Dave. Pound me with your hard cock.” Pound her I did. I eased in and began a slow, strong stroke until Kate told me to go harder. “Fuck me hard, Dave. Yeah! I want to ...
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