A Night To Remember - Part 2 - Sex Stories

A Night To Remember - Part 2

... and satisfaction. She leans even closer, her voice a seductive melody, "Then, my dear stranger, let's delve into our desires, creating a world where inhibitions are shed, and passion reigns supreme. Tonight, we'll explore the boundaries of our imagination, weaving a tapestry of words and unspoken promises."

Without warning, she pulls herself against me. I wonder if she can hear the beating of my heart above the noise from the party. I am, however, certain that she feels my rock-hard cock pressing against her. Then just as quickly as she closed the gap between us, she moves away, leading me by the hand out of the hall and into the hallway, stopping in front of the guest suite.

As she opens the door to the guest suite, a rush of anticipation surges through me. The dimly lit room emanates an air of intimacy, inviting us to explore the depths of our desires.

I follow her inside and the door closes behind us, shutting out the noise and distractions of the outside world. The room is adorned with luxurious furnishings, and a soft, sensual ambiance fills the air. The glow of the fire from the fireplace casts flickering shadows on the walls, creating an atmosphere that feels both intimate and secret.

In the middle of the room is a massive four-poster bed, with strips of satin draped over the frame, creating an invitation to the pleasures that await.

I turn to lock the door and ensure that nothing will disturb us in this sanctum of lust and need. I turn back just in ...

... time to see the silky dress that so sumptuously caressed her body, slide off her back, and onto the floor. She remains still, her hands hanging by her side, her curves silhouetted in front of the 20ft floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the ocean.

I close the gap between us, in what feels like a single stride, and stand behind her, close enough to indulge in the essence that is her aura, but not touching her. Not yet. Looking down at her naked body, I feel the heat radiating off her. Her scent, not her perfume but HER scent, ensnares my every sense.

Softly, I place both my hands on her shoulders, prompting her to turn her gaze from the ocean to meet mine. As our eyes meet, I see in hers the same need that is at that very moment causing havoc within my own soul. I am not going to release her from this wanton torment, not now, not yet.

My hands start their journey down her arms, feeling the softness of her skin. Although I am barely touching her, I can feel the heat radiating off her being.

As I reach her hands, I start tracing my way across her hips with my fingers, brushing over the tuft of shortly shaved hairs above her womanhood. Her body trembles with anticipation, and I can feel the onset of goosebumps as I slowly start moving my fingers up her flat stomach, circling the roundness of her ample breasts.

Her nipples were rock-hard, matching my cock. She drew her breath in sharply as I took one of them between my fingers and ever so gently pinched it.

Without ...