Tryst - Sex Stories

Tryst

... "You shouldn't say such things," she admonished, but didn't mean it. "You make a woman want..." "Want what?" he prompted. She took a deep breath. "Want to be kissed," she finished. He hesitated a long moment. She understood. When he leaned into her, brought his mouth toward hers, it was her chance to pull away and escape. Yet she couldn't even bring herself to pull her hand out from under his. He stopped, less than an inch from her lips. She crossed that distance, letting him know it was something she wanted, and planted a soft kiss on his mouth. She drew back and looked into his eyes, eyes that burned with the same desire she knew was mirrored in her own. He leaned into her again, his arm sweeping around her to draw her closer, and kissed her hard. She embraced him, pressed her body to his as she opened her mouth to receive him. Their tongues danced wetly together as his hand stroked down her back to her ass. She moaned into his mouth as he began to knead her cheeks. He was hard, she could tell. She could feel his bulge pressing into her tummy. He broke the kiss and leaned back, but made no effort to leave her arms. "Maybe we shouldn't," he said. "Why not?" she asked. “People will talk.” “Fuck ‘em.” They laughed then said nothing for a full minute, each waiting for the other to pull away, to end it. "Want to find someplace private?" he offered. She smiled and nodded, accepting him and accepting that they were going to sin together. He took her hand and led her inside. ...

... Quickly, so as not to be seen, they rushed down a hallway and across the building's large, empty lobby. It was a huge building with three large social halls built just for the sort of thing going on today. The wedding party they'd left was in one room, and another was ready to receive a different wedding party later. The third was empty, though, and Nick led her into that one. They hurried past tables stacked with chairs to the far side and into another room where food was prepared. Ariel spotted the closet and pulled Nick toward it. They paused at the doorway. "Are you sure?" he asked. She grabbed him and kissed him hard. "Yes," she said with more energy than she'd expected. He smiled broadly and pulled her into the closet. Immediately they began groping each other. The closet was filled with serving trays, shelves of decorations, and cleaning supplies, but there was plenty of room for the pair to embrace and run their hands all over each other. Ariel gasped when he cupped both her breasts. His hot kisses left a wet trail down her neck to her cleavage, and he rubbed her stiffening nipples with his thumbs. He pressed her back against a pile of boxes and kissed her lips again. Ariel reached down to hike up her dress, allowing his roaming hands to caress her nylon covered thighs. He reached behind her to cup the cheeks of her ass. Pressing into her, he ground his hardness against her crotch making them both moan. "We don't have much time," she urged. "They'll miss us." "Okay," he ...