Sharing Every Loving Moment - Sex Stories

Sharing Every Loving Moment

... costume clung to her skin and shaped a figure that he was only too familiar with, now.

“I know that you don’t want to hear it but make it soon! I’m burning up thinking of the woman I see now, and still you say what happened between us can’t go any further.”

“No, it can’t or it shouldn’t. You know it yourself, darling. No one would understand how we got here, especially not your father.”

She thought of Matis and what he had said to her before she had left him and Natalie. She suppressed a gasp as she thought of them. Could she possibly have missed something, how Natalie had hugged him as they posed for a photo and Dion taking it? Matis was with Natalie, and she was with Dion; she was unsure what she had gotten into with Dion; Matis was only too eager to have Natalie stay with him, despite his apparent indifference. Her daughter was not so naïve that she would not have sensed the change in her father’s behaviour; the approving glances that she had seen him cast in her daughter’s direction, shaped so beautifully by her swimsuit. She was all but a virgin, having had little sex experience. Perhaps it was this that had engaged Matis’s attention upon her.

“No, it’s too crazy to even think of.” She had given voice to her doubts and thoughts. Now, she felt Dion’s touch to her arm once more.

“What is too crazy, you and me being together like this, you mean?”

“It goes something like that and we’ve never been here before, have we…or I haven’t.”

“No, or not until we ...

... sunbathed together and something clicked, and I don’t mean any camera.”

She smiled wanly at his poor joke, and Dion watched her as Katrine adjusted the fit of her swimming costume, so modest compared to what he had seen her wearing before, and in the comparative privacy of the lot where the motorhome was parked.

The wet fabric clung to her body and he felt an only too familiar ache in his groin on seeing Katrine’s curvy figure and firm but fleshy thighs. Their holiday had taken a crazy turn over recent days, and he knew just how Katrine felt about that. She had become distant and gave not the slightest encouragement that she would pursue anything so flagrant again with him.

When their turn came round again, they sat on the top edge of the waterslide and waited for the safety man’s signal to push off, she gripped Dion’s hand.

“Together, we’re together!” she whooped as they pushed off and slithered down the slope at what felt a quickening speed, but it was Dion’s tug on her hand and movements on the slide that made them slither even more quickly. “This is just crazy! I’m too old for this!”

“No, you’re not!” he whooped in reply.

They crashed into the water at the foot of the slide and she momentarily lost her bearings, only to feel his hand grip her arm and tug her to the side once more. She spluttered to catch her breath as he pressed against her, needlessly putting an arm about her waist.

She met his approving look upon her before she squirmed out of his ...