Persuasive Approval - Sex Stories

Persuasive Approval

... glancing at the clock on the white painted wall, watching the hands approaching midnight, a reflection in the mirror behind the bar and a shadowy figure at the top of the stairs interrupting the song playing inside his head. Spinning around on the stool, his eyes wide open, his jaw hanging slack, a vision of beauty posing in a full length mink coat, flashing her eyes and gazing down from the top of the stairs, a mischievous smile lifting the corners of her mouth. Like unveiling a statue she opened the coat, brushing it casually from her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor, both hands resting on her hips and endless legs growing from a pair of towering heels, swivelling and turning, flaunting he body like a well-practiced model revealing all her naked beauty. Coughing into his drink and almost falling from the stool, his eyes opening like saucers, his heart beat increasing by the second, a familiar stirring inside his pants, staring at the vision of beauty floating on air down the stairs, her long legs balanced precariously on lethal heels, her soft blonde hair falling seductively over her shoulders, her shapely breasts bouncing in a slow rhythm, rising and falling naturally with each intake of breath, the impossible curves and contours of splendour masked in a captivating silhouette, glistening against the low lighting of the room, revealing nothing less than perfection. Faces touched, lips met and mouths crashed together in a smouldering kiss, her warm breasts ...

... flattening against his chest, inquisitive tongues invading mouths, searching and duelling, twirling and dancing over teeth, two hearts beating as one, two bodies converging in a physical exchange of passion. The embrace, the closeness, lust and urgency fuelling the fire of pursuit and expectation, inhibitions melting away, the need, the desire, the acquaintance of touch washing away guilt, his earlier declaration about valued friendship evaporating in the heat of passion, lips parting, breaking from the sanctuary of the kiss, stealing warm breath from each other’s mouths, breathing in the intimacy, the promise of engagement, breathing in the scent of arousal, the aroma of excitement, the smell of sex. Fingers gliding with sensuous meaning, embarking on a journey of sexual discovery, tracing her ears, her nose and her face, sweeping over her back and down her waist, dancing lightly over soft sensitive skin, exploring every smooth texture and feminine curves, fondling and squeezing her breasts, nipping and pulling each nipple, squeezing her bottom and parting the soft globes, a probing finger gently teasing the anal opening, the unexpected intrusion forcing a gasp and soft whimpered cry, the threatening lump growing inside his pants bringing a smile to her lips. “It feels like someone is ready to get down to business,” she smiled, arousal flirting with curiosity, lowering her hand and squeezing the impressive goods. “Let me help you with that,” she offered, in a low sultry voice, ...