1. YOU WON’T LET ME DO ANYTHING


    Date: 5/17/2024, Categories: True Story Blowjob Consensual Sex Cosplay, Erotica Exhibitionism Female Domination, Female exhibitionist, Female/Female Hardcore Oral Sex Author: CecilBCK, Source: sexstories.com 

    She was a sophisticated looking, thirty something, attractive blond Jewish lady from London with a lovely plummy English accent, holidaying and visiting local relatives by herself. Why was it he mused, that he was invariably attracted to women with an erotic background? He had lived in Surfers for only a short time and was foot loose and fancy free when they met in the bar. As she departed after their initial encounter, they made arrangements to meet again the next night.

He was still bemused by her, ”You won’t let me do anything,” remark she had made to him, lying in bed afterwards, obviously sexually sated and satisfied, after she had orgasmed very noisily a number of times before he had. He was used to making the running and taking the initiative with women. Perhaps sophisticated Jewish ladies have more to offer than antipodean women he thought on the way to pick her up the next evening.

They dined at an Italian restaurant within walking distance of both the beach and his high rise unit. No mention was made of their passionate love making the previous night until after the main course as they sipped liqueurs and coffee.

“I was intrigued by your remark that I won’t let you do anything,” he smiled.

She returned his smile, holding his hand across the small table. “Last night was the best fuck I have had in years. You told me you were starved for it. And I believe you after your performance last night. In the past I have been used to participating a lot more ...
    ... though and having to turn my lover of the moment on. Hence my remark, You won’t let me do anything. It was nice that I didn’t need to do anything, though.”

Before he could ask her to enlarge on the topic, the waiter arrived with the account and made it obvious he would like them to leave so another couple could fill the table.

They strolled the short distance back to his high rise unit, enjoying the warm summer night and the breeze off the ocean, at the same time tacitly agreeing to head there without a word of discussion.

The ride in the elevator up to the 25th floor was electric as they embraced and tongue kissed each other, their hands all over each other.

After fumbling their way through his door into the living room with its panoramic view over Surfers Paradise and the ocean, he broke the silence. “Drink?”

“Just a glass of water.”

He quickly returned with the water, a glass for each of them.

She quickly swallowed almost half a glass of water and without saying a word, handed the glass back to him. His two hands each holding a glass, he was mesmerized as she started to undo his clothing. After throwing his shirt off, she undid his fly and as she pulled his trousers down, she removed them and his shoes and socks with what seemed one easy motion.

“Tonight I want to show you what I can do. Last night you wouldn’t let me do anything. Tonight I want to show you! Do you have any oil?”

“In the bathroom,” he smiled wanly.

“Show me where,” she said taking ...
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