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He
savored the moment, and it was only after several of my orgasms, he came
violently and spurted all over me.
From
then on, I encouraged on line lover to fantasize about me, and I nearly
lived out all those fantasies with my loving husband. The particular fantasy
which appealed my husband was that fantasy in which my lover invites me
to his palatial home at Atlanta, and a very erotic night where he makes
love to me in his exotic bedroom on his more exotic velvet bed, sandwiching
me between his hard, athletic body and the soft velvet. I actually lived
the moments he described when my husband mounted me that night.......
When my husband told me to meet the lover at his home at his city, and seduce him and live out my fantasy, I was rather embarrassed but I became instantly wet.I told him I have not decided to go that far, but told the fact that, the prospect of meeting him in reality excited me. When he again pressed me to explore the chance for our making love in my on line lover's bed room, I fell in line. But my strict up bringing, and a very happy married life did not encourage to have a sexual relation with another man though it is encouraged by my darling husband.
Unexpectedly, the lover was a sweet nice person. Nice because, he did not exploit my vulnerable position ( having exchanged explicitly erotic fantasies... encouraged by the anonymity) and did not opened the subject on his own. I only opened the subject, when inside his exotic bed room. It was more than what he described in his mails. The velvet bed, a very large window on the south which allowed the entire room washed by the moonlight, nice furniture, silk curtains and a small bathing cubicle in the corner made the bed room really exotic.
"You are not listening... What are you thinking?" asked my husband.
I come down to senses, and realize that we have reached my lover's home. Actually I liked the privacy offered by my lover who deliberately left us at airport to have my night with my husband here. The very thought of fulfilling my husband's long felt fantasy, made my already wet panty drenched. The moment we locked ourselves inside the home I lead him profusely kissing all over his face, neck and hand, to the Bedroom. It was a full moon day, and the beautiful violet colored bed was washed by the romantic moon light which seeped thorough the window. Once inside, I peeled my soaked panty, which was the only piece of clothing beneath the gown, and stuffed it him in his hands, which is one of my signals that I am impatient to have sex.
No foreplay. Nothing. When I climbed the bed, and lied on my back, and watched my husband, who was instantly naked, and aroused me more by his full hard on, jutting away from his handsome belly, I knew this will be a no-foreplay affair. When he climbed on the bed, I pulled up my gown up to my armpits and opened my thighs widely inviting him to mount me. He always admires my nudity for several moments before doing anything to me and this night was not different. His eyes feasted on my wet bush for seconds that never seemed to end.
Only when I ached my back at him expressing my impatience, he, leaned to kiss my breasts, pushing the gown above my breasts, and guided his swollen organ into my inviting wetness. We started to thrust pelvis at each others, and started to fuck like there was no tomorrow. The hard strong masculine body of my husband above and the sensually soft velvet bed is an experience to be lived, can not be described!
My lover, who owns this exotic bed and bedroom must be a connoisseur! Because
of my sheer pleasure, I remained motionless for several moments I thought
about this, savoring the sensual feeling the velvet bed softly caressing
my back and buttocks, when his rock hard malehood pounded my already moist
and soft sex. I remained utterly motionless leaving all the initiatives
to my husband which is very unusual for me. But when I realized this,
I kissed his lips, neck, earlobes passionately, while he continued to give
himself to me. But not a single word was spoken, apart from our moans and
grunts of ecstasy. His thickness filled me entirely, I felt the first orgasm
reaching me and insides of me gripped him hard in preparation of one. I
came. Now only he started to whisper to me, continuing his now pacified
thrusts.
"Did
you seduce him?"
"No."
"Why?"
"I have
never planned it. Moreover, there was no time"
"If
you have the time, you can do it?" the mischievous smile!
"Please,
don't encourage me to do that"
"Nothing
happened?"
I became
hesitant. But I could not hide anything to him. Never wanted to. Now I
became somewhat active in my attempt to make him come inside me.
"He
has seen me in my full nudity. Accidentally" I closed my eyes and ear drops
welled up in my eyes.
"Accidentally?'
he wiped away the tears.
I dared
enough only to tell him that the lover stared at my bush for several seconds,
when I did not try to cover me up for all those seconds.
"You
liked him staring at your cunt?"
"mmm..,
in a way, yes"
"Don't
you want to fuck him?"
I faintly
replied "No"
"Say
yes"
"No"
But I could not help my insides gripping his hardness becoming more pronounced.
"I know
your desire. Say yes"
"No"
my reply was almost inaudible now.
"It
is not at all wrong my darling, Say yes"
Now
I could not reply and bit his earlobe, with tears rolling in my ears, and
bucked my bottom at him.At this point I pressed my thighs together in unforeseen
lust and it made him explode inside me. I came again.
**********
It was
4 a.m. in the morning, when I groped for him, I saw him already awake.
"When
did you wake up?"
"Just
now. Now only I know how romantic the bed room is. In the moonlight, I
devoured the most beautiful woman's beauty and I was wondering whether
to wake you up."
His
eyes were staring at my bush, which was doing seeking hide and seek game
in the dim, romantic moonlight.
In the
moment of intimacy, I told every thing that happened between me and the
lover after he has seen me naked and how much I was excited and horny.
How I struggled to get that horniness reserved to him till he reached this
bedroom.
"He
touched you here?" he gently cupped my breast.
"Yeah"
"Did
he press his hands here?" he ran over his hand on my belly.
"mmm"
"Did
he caress here?" he waded his fingers through my wet bush.
"Oh.
Yes" I blurted in sheer pleasure raising my hips to feel his rough hand
there.
He was
now on his sides facing me.
"Then,
I don't see the reason why you wont fuck him"
"You
really don't mind?"
"Don't
mind? I will be pleased"
I kept silent and watched his face for any mischievousness. Nothing. I lower my eyes to his belly, and there it was. He was fully erect and hard! So, he is worked up by what has happened!. I never know how I dared to do that, but with a violent hand, pushed him on his back and climbed on him impaling me instantly over him. I pressed my heaving breasts to his hairy chest while my wet pubic hairs meshed with his when the penetration was complete. When I felt his long cock at the base of my cunt, I started to fuck him rather violently pinning his whole body below me.
I kissed his neck and told, "Yes, I want to fuck him. Yes.Yes.Yes.Yes" each 'yes' representing my downward thrust on his upright cock.
Now
he ached his hard on and I pressed him down with vengeance. We started
to fuck in unison, and suddenly he asked me," Do you want him to fuck like
this?"
I was
little embarrassed but said,"Yes. Still harder" When he bucked still harder,
it was sheer pleasure. After several strokes, he slowly pushed me down
and continued his long but patient thrusts. He threw my legs over his shoulders
and pounded at my vulnerable vulva.
"You
want him in your cunt like this?"
"Yes"
Next:
He makes me hold the rails of the cot and makes me kneel on my fours. He
reaches from behind to administer beautiful strokes, while reaching for
my heaving breasts, fondling them sensually, and again asks "What if he
does like this?"
"I will
respond like this" I say and press down my cunt at his unrelenting upright
cock which is rock hard reaching up below my slightly open thighs. We fucked
with frenzy and lust for a very long time. The entire room was filled
not only with the romantic moonlight but also the sounds of thuds of our
bodies bucking at each other.
After
several strokes I show signs of my oncoming orgasm, and we assume our favorite
'YM' position and we rush to our beautiful, lengthy and violent orgasms.
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