Karoline's Reawakening - Sex Stories

Karoline's Reawakening

... on her is no longer controlled. Raw instincts have taken over as he takes her, Karoline’s groans, and caresses, an incitement to his actions.

“Give it all…lose it in me!” she gasps, arching her back and succumbing to the flood of sensations that his ejaculation arouses in her. They spasm together, the bolts of his semen provoking groans of acknowledgment and satisfaction. They are both lost in the ecstasy of sharing in the act, of a woman coupling, uninhibitedly, with a much younger man. “Give it to me until you’ve got nothing left, you darling. You’re a darling for wanting me so!”

Out of reflex, they keep on rutting but his grip on her thighs slowly lessens as does the sinuous movements of his hips as they come down from their highs of unconfined pleasure.

“It’s never been so good for me, before,” he kisses and Marco looks down at her, resting on extended arms as Karoline continues to keep him to her. He moves in her and does not want the sensation of being possessed to end. “I…I should grab my things and go. I should not, cannot stay here any longer after what I have done with you. I could not keep from touching you.”

She shivers as he draws out of her and she sits up, her fleshy legs dangling over the edge of the worktop. Their tryst has been wild and uncomfortable, but the pleasure has been undeniable. She is naked before him, her breasts ...

... drooping and her nipples sore from his sucking and tugging on them. Her young lover has been an expert in seducing everything from her before they fucked.

“Perhaps you should, Marco. There’s only so much I can take in one day and you have made it one that I won’t ever forget.”

He watches her get dressed, slip on her nicks and skirt, and that wonderful sweater with its Aztec motifs, her breasts looking fuller and heavier as they push against the fabric. The fleshy woman had worked him so well, and he had used every trick to please her and himself.

“I’ll find Richard and tell him I’m going back to my apartment, that I have stuff there to revise.”

“Say nothing of this, any of it, will you?” she asks, her voice suddenly fearful.

“No, I would never do that….betray you in that way.”

“No,” she replies and waits until he goes up the stairs to the room that he had slept in and collect the few things he had brought with him for his stay.

She had betrayed Tomas, but she had also been loved in ways that had reawakened the passionate woman she thought herself to be.

Moments like these happened only too rarely, thankfully, but she had no regrets about what had been pursued. Tomas would come home to a new woman, and she would slowly rekindle what had once been a loving marriage. Marco had opened her eyes to what had been lost but might soon be regained.

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