Pursuing Every Loving Moment - Sex Stories

Pursuing Every Loving Moment

... toes, only that morning. She met his approving gaze as she walked to the side of the pool before, and like him, she flopped into the water. She didn’t linger but began to swim away wondering, as she did so, if the flirtatious young guy would follow her.

Moments later he was close, but not overly so.

Kids on the side of the pool, and without paying them any attention, jumped in and made the man draw closer until she felt the brush of his arm and leg against her. She did not flinch, nor did he, but he looked across the small space between them for only an instant.

“They have a remedy, madam, for moments like this over there in the sanitaire block. A special cubicle. Meet me there in a few minutes. I would like that very much, madam.”

She felt the brush of his fingers, no more than a fingertip caress, to her leg before he began to swim away. Could she believe what she had just heard and act upon it?

“Call me…” she began but stopped herself from giving her name.

He slowed to almost a stop. “We meet in secret, madam. It is for the best.”

The dutiful father and husband would become someone else, just as she had become another woman a day or so ago, in that cubicle with its glory hole.

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She had washed and washed but could not clean away what was now on her mind, how she had abandoned any restraint in that cubicle, and what she and Natalie had first discovered there, and moments ago once more. The eyes of that young guy, as he came to collect the frisbee ...

... in what had seemed only seconds before, had let her know that he wanted her.

Lust had overcome all reason.

She had taken everything with her as she walked to the sanitaire as if to take a shower. She had then tapped the curved base of the glory hole with trembling fingers and had soon seen the large bulbous tip of a man's penis poke through. It seemed to keep on going until she could grab its length, awkwardly in both her hands, and slick the tip with her fingers. The man must be holding onto handles fixed to the wall, otherwise, how could he keep his balance and poke through and pleasure whoever it was on the other side?

Oh, how good it had been, especially as she believed it was the young man who had come onto her by the pool. But, if it had not been him, and his way blocked by someone else, it did not matter. She thought of him; she could put a face to whom she imagined had fucked her so lustfully and impetuously.

She had knelt right away and worked that length of trembling flesh. She had seen it jerk in response to her touches over its sides before she had licked and sucked the domed tip that glistened with pre-cum. Taps on the wall urged her to take it in her, and she had done so. Only this time she had grabbed a condom and slicked it down over that wonderful length of flesh before she had leaned forward and pushed back, her buttocks pressed hard against the wall. Reaching between her quivering thighs she had pushed the penis down and brushed it between her ...