Irene's Story: Chapter 3 - Johan Takes Me To His Room - Sex Stories

Irene's Story: Chapter 3 - Johan Takes Me To His Room

... grinding my erect clit directly into his rigid cock. My vagina was separated from the shaft of his erection by the thin cotton material of his boxers. I could felt my slippery wetness leaking from me, soaking his boxers. As I grinded myself into him, he humped back into me and gently teased my nipples. Johan had a naturally sensuous touch about him; he simply knew how to touch and please a woman. He broke off the kiss, and then, leaning forward, took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking on it gently and causing me to moan out loud as I held his head to my breast. I was in absolute ecstasy. I did not want him to stop sucking my breasts, ever. I continued to grind our crotches together, humping both of us into a frenzy of arousal. I felt very, very sexy sitting astride the man who I had decided to allow to turn me into a MILF and a hot wife this evening. We petted for several minutes, panting into each other's mouth, exploring each other's bodies. “Johan, let’s move to the bed.” I was ready to give myself to him. I returned for one last tongue-probing kiss. Johan surprised me. Without breaking our kiss he arose, lifting me as I wrapped my legs around his torso. I was amazed at the ease with which he lifted me up. As we approached the bed, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I realized, ‘This is it, this is the moment of truth. I'm going to give myself to him totally now.’ Johan placed me on the bed, lying on my back, my blouse open but still draped over my ...

... shoulders. Lying on top of me, he kissed me deeply as he explored and stimulated my wet vagina. I could feel myself opening up to accept his probing fingers. He inserted one, and then two fingers inside of me. I could even sense the faint aroma of my arousal. The scent of my sexual response was clearly present, informing Johan how aroused I was. I simply could not believe how profoundly I was responding to his stimulation. I wrapped my arms around his neck and our tongues continued to tease and explore each other's mouth with a passion that I had not felt since I was a teenager. I moaned into his open mouth as his tongue penetrated my lips. I arched my hips up in time to the probing fingers that were penetrating my vulva. I was beyond reason, beyond thought. I was consumed by lust. Johan kissed his way down my neck towards my breasts and began to suck on my erect nipples. I caressed his head as he suckled on my breasts while he continued to finger me. He started kissing down my exposed belly, stopping to kiss my navel. Johan climbed between my legs and began kissing lower and lower. Instantly I realized what he was preparing to do; I was unsure I wanted to allow this. This is something Oscar never does, it simply is not on our 'menu'. My husband does not lick me or kiss me down there, ever. I held Johan's head, preventing him from going lower. “Johan, you don’t have to do that,” I said, with a slight panic in my voice. “Irene, you are so sexy, so beautiful. May I please taste you?” ...