Images Of Sin - Sex Stories

Images Of Sin

... you.” The dirty minded vixen laughed, “Let’s find these sheets and get the hell out of here!” ~~~ We arrived at the resort and went our separate ways. We both had to shower, and I had to prepare myself mentally for the evening that lay ahead. I knew that I didn’t want my playtime with Natalie to end before we left for home. If I had to share her, I had to wrap my mind around the idea of seeing my husband plowing deeply and ravenously into her sweet pussy. ‘Damn it, what the hell am I doing?’ the thought of her limbs circling his torso as he slow stroked her made my loins moist and my heart ache. It was not a normal thing to watch someone you loved so completely, pleasure another. I went to my sleeping husband; he didn’t stir so I just watched him sleep for a few moments before going to shower. I had no idea how this was to unfold, but I wanted to be prepared. I wanted to feel beautiful, to smell delicious, and to feel empowered. I needed time to myself. Drawing a hot bubble bath, I asked myself, “Is this what you really want?” The answer was unknown and the question went unanswered. I stepped into the tub and closed my eyes. I felt his hands before I heard or saw him. “Hi.” I loved when he bathed me; it was a luxury that didn’t happen often. “Hey, you,” he said as he gently cleansed my skin with the fragrant soap. “I didn’t want to wake you.” “I know.” John smiled down at me. “Do you want to join me?” “No, I want to watch you.” Stepping out of the tub and reaching for a ...

... towel, I nearly fell. John’s arms enveloped me, and a surge of heat spread throughout my hot, fragrant body. “Wait, John, Natalie is on her way.” We kissed chastely and the sexual energy of the moment dissipated. He knew what was to come, but didn’t question it. “Will you wear what’s on the bed?” “Yes.” I dressed after moisturizing my smooth dark skin, all the while I watched him as he watched me. I knew that he was aroused and thoughtful about what would occur, but I didn’t tell him anything. Like I said, if he wanted her, I intended to get something too. The knock startled both of us, and somewhat reluctantly I answered the door. John’s intake of breath when he saw Natalie gave me pause, but I recovered well. “Come in, you smell so good. What are you wearing?” “Do I?” “Yeah, you do,” John answered clearly turned on by her appearance and aroma. “Sexual,” she whispered. At the sight of our expressions, she went on, “The perfume…it’s called Sexual.” I walked to her, and standing behind her, I took several deep breaths. “Good god, woman, the things you do to me.” Natalie turned, looked at me and said, “You’re one to talk, just look at you!” Her hand reached for my neck, she drew me to her and kissed me lightly on the lips. “Where do we start?” My black heels swished softly across the carpet as I walked into the bedroom, my hips swaying in a manner that was nearly obscene. “How’s the light in here, do you need more?” “What I need is for you to never walk in front of me like that ...