Miami Heat - Sex Stories

Miami Heat

... until it pooled around her feet. Their eyes never left each other as he also undressed and left each piece of clothing scattered across the floor. His thick cock stood proud and swung from side to side as he climbed up onto the bed and lay back, resting his head on the soft pillows. The luxuriously soft duvet ruffled as she climbed up onto the bed. Kaylee threw her leg over his body and straddled his waist, casting a quick glance to the armchair which sat two feet away. Lauren’s hand was nestled inside her panties, rubbing up and down slowly as she unashamedly pleasured herself. The look on her face was one of lustful excitement. Kaylee could feel the heat emanating from between her legs. Her pussy was swollen and aching with anticipation. It was that dull, throbbing ache that begs you to touch it, to tease it, to plunge something hot and hard inside it over and over until you come, gasping desperately for breath. The sort of hot, tingling ache that tells you how much of a cum-soaked mess you are down there without you even having to take off your panties. “I want to taste you,” came the smooth, deep words of a hungry man. Without a moment’s hesitation, Kaylee stood up on the bed and looked down at him. She hooked her thumbs into her expensive little thong and peeled it off, dropping the wet scrap of fabric onto the pillow next to his head. Her hands rested on the headboard for support as she slowly squatted down, stopping just as her enflamed pussy spread just above his ...

... mouth. She could hear him breathing in the scent of her arousal. Her eyes drooped and slowly closed as he began to eagerly lap at her sex. The fuzzy warmth of a sexual daydream had kept her on edge all day as she’d imagined a long night of debauchery with last-chance let-down. Now a real man was feasting on her like he’d been starving for a week. Little pants and whimpers escaped from her mouth with each impatient lick. Her toes curled into the sheets as his tongue parted her swollen lips and delved inside her core. She reached down and held his head, two fists of his dark hair clenching tighter and tighter as her breathing became heavier. All that mattered now were the hot sensations radiating from her crotch as she ground her aching, slick cunt against his mouth. A sigh of delight drew Kaylee’s eye back to the chair. Lauren’s black dress was now hitched up around her waist, and her panties slipped down around her ankles. Skilful fingers were eagerly rubbing and squeezing her swollen labia as she watched the two of them. Any apprehension Kaylee might have had about the wife watching had faded the second she’d felt a mouth between her legs. Without warning, two fingers burrowed into her split peach and began to curl upwards in a stroking motion. When his fingertips rubbed against her g-spot, she sucked in a violent breath through clenched teeth and swallowed hard. Kaylee quivered and throbbed as her already tingling nerve endings were subjected to a new torture. The emptiness she ...