Just Sex: Aronne and Rosaline - Sex Stories

Just Sex: Aronne and Rosaline

Rosaline locks her arm in mine and I walk her up the steps. I cast a sideways glance at the woman that my mother grew up with and who had a large part in raising me; the woman who has been the object of my sexual fantasies since I hit 16 and began to be driven by sexual desire. I enter the building and walk past the first few doors until I reach #123. I pull out my key and unlock the door. I open it and let Rosaline in first. She walks in and I close and lock the door behind us. She sits down on my loveseat and pats the space next to her. I sit down and she makes her move. Rosaline lays her head on my shoulder and dances her delicate fingers across my chest. I wrap one arm around her and give her a one-handed hug. She slides her arms around my abdomen and pulls herself onto me. She lets go and her head rests in my lap, looking up at me with her chocolate brown eyes. My cock begins to harden under her and I can only hope that she doesn't feel my cock against the back of her skull. I can't avoid her gaze, so I stare into her beautiful eyes. She conveys a strong message through her eyes and I can't help but to oblige. She reaches up and clutches the collar of my suit jacket and pulls me down into a passionate kiss, not like the brief kiss we shared earlier today. I wrap my arms around her, holding her to my chest. She smiles and softly bites my bottom lip. I begin to readjust myself on the loveseat, sliding underneath her. She lays her hands on my chest, pushing me slightly. I ...

... hear a giggle rise in her throat. I slide my hands down the back of her dress and send chills up her spine with my gentle touch as my hands find her firm, mature ass. I grip her tightly and she bucks, letting a soft moan escape her lips. She kisses me more hungrily this time, sliding her tongue into my mouth and exploring it. I feel her grinding on me, pressing herself onto me, letting me feel her heat. I slide my hands down to the edge of her dress and begin to pull it up. I slide it over her ass and remember the countless hours staring at her ass, never thinking I would get anywhere close to laying my hands on it. I continue to slide it up her back. The dress reaches her breasts and I pull it over them. She pulls away from our kiss only long enough for me to strip her dress and toss it to the floor. She kisses me again, more passionately this time. My hands again slide down her back, causing her to shiver and moan. They reach her ass and I grip her, squeezing her again and again. She bucks and moans and rides me while keeping her face attached to mine. She pulls away from our kiss and crawls down the couch, looking up at me innocently. She undoes my belt and tosses it to the floor. She unbuttons and unzips my suit pants and slides them down, pulling them off and discarding them. She grabs the waistband of my boxer shorts and pulls them below my balls. My cock springs into action and she flinches away as it greets her happily. She grins deviously and wraps one hand around it. ...