The Enveloping Requirement. Part One - Sex Stories

The Enveloping Requirement. Part One

... laboured breaths.

“Well, my goodness, look at this!” Miss Lexington said while gently masturbating his penis.

The top of her hand was rubbing against the underside of the queen-size sheet while she slowly masturbated him. Soon, some pre-cum leaked and dripped onto the back page of the broadsheet, and with large eyes she looked back at him and spoke.

“That is unacceptable! You’ve dripped and made a mess on the page and I have not even read that yet,” she said firmly.

She sounded rather annoyed and used her fingers to firmly massage the pre-cum all over his cock.

“I think it’s time I dealt with this properly!” she exclaimed.

Rising up from under the sheet, she pulled her skirt up and rolled it to her waist. Chris could see that she wasn’t wearing any underwear as she lifted her right leg over his body.

Once she was on top of him, she sat in the straddle position and used her right hand to reach through under herself, taking hold of his cock. She guided it to her warm, moist vagina and gently slid on.

Chris breathed in deeply through his nose and let out another shuddering, laboured breath she forced his cock, deep up inside her. Miss Lexington then came back to the tip of his cock and slid back on again. She then lay her chest down onto Chris’ and pressed her breasts into him.

He could see only part of her cleavage from the top of her blouse, and could smell the mixture of scents coming from her perfume, Daily Telegraph newspapers, and champagne on ...

... her breath. The female opera music continued to ring around the room on surround sound as she lifted herself to the top of his cock.

“Don’t you dare come too soon,” she whispered into his ear.

With that, she slid back onto his now lubricated, hard cock. She sat up and began rubbing her hands up and down on the back page of the broadsheet she’d lay on him while she got into full-riding mode. She alternated between positions of laying her breasts into him through her blouse and suit jacket, then back to sitting up.

Chris watched as her well-manicured hands were rubbing back up and down his broadsheet-covered body. Lifting his head up, he looked over at the wardrobe mirrors. He could see her firmly riding him in the reflection. She noticed, and dominantly pushed his head back down into the newspaper-covered pillows. She rode him harder, while now intensely rubbing his broadsheet-covered body with her hands as she closed her eyes, letting out small groans of pleasure. Chris just had to go with it, and although in complete disbelief, it was ecstasy having his cock inside her warm, wet vagina.

After five minutes, he exploded his cum load and Miss Lexington slapped his face while he came, as he had finished long before she had wanted him to.

“Unacceptable I’m afraid,” she said disapprovingly, looking down from atop of him.

“My goodness,” she continued, slapping his face once more. “You’ve still got some work to do, and I require complete satisfaction,” she said ...