The Lady In Red - Sex Stories

The Lady In Red

... nipples, while his left hand slid down to my wet slit. He moaned when he realized I wasn’t wearing any underwear.

He quickly pulled my dress up over my ass, groaning again as he saw my black garter and stockings. He pulled his zipper down and urgently rubbed his cock along my slit before entering me. He had me bent over the back of the couch as he started pounding me hard. His right hand still fondled my breasts, which were by now spilling out of the top of my dress. He lasted longer than I expected, given the urgency of our coupling. I came first, and the tightening of my vagina on his cock made him explode deep within me.

After catching our breath, he pulled me up straight again. I felt his lips nuzzle my ear, sending shivers down my back. He tenderly laid a trail of kisses down my neck, while his hands slid the straps of my dress down off my shoulders. He pulled my dress down past my hips, letting it pool on the floor. I spun around and gave him a full view of my perky breasts and my smooth mound, still wearing my garter, stockings, and stilettos. His cock was hard again, standing proud as it stuck out of his uniform.

One step was all it took to close the distance between us and push his cock back into my slit. I lifted my head and pulled his lips to mine, kissing him with a hunger and desire that promised a long night of pleasure. His hands squeezed my butt cheeks, caressing and fondling them while his cock teased my slit. He slid a finger into my tight, ...

... puckered anus, making me groan and wiggle.

Soon he spun me around again, bending me back over the couch, while he pushed the tip of his penis into my ass, causing me to tighten and freeze while I adjusted to the feel of him. He started penetrating me deeper and deeper, going slow. Before long, I was thrusting back against him, both of us picking up speed. I pulled his right hand down from my hip to help me play with my clit, the combination of both our hands at work pushing me over the top. An intense orgasm left me trembling and breathless as he spurted into my ass.

Once again, I stood to face him. He stood there still in his full uniform. His cock hanging out of his fly was the only hint at what had just happened. I let my hands slide his jacket off his shoulders, hanging it carefully over a chair. I untied his necktie and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, starting at his neck and working my way down. As I bared his chest, I kissed and sucked his nipples, taking my time. For a long, lean man, he had unexpected little man boobs, which were so much fun to play with. He moaned and stroked my hair as I sucked and licked, finally finding the hairpin that released my hair and sent it cascading over my shoulders and breasts, tickling his chest.

When I got to the bottom of his shirt, I teased his flaccid (yet still impressive) cock, which looked so funny hanging out of his dress pants. I slipped off his shirt and started undoing his belt buckle and button, my hands grazing and teasing ...