Flying to Las Vegas - Sex Stories

Flying to Las Vegas

... her sides, around her hips, over her ass, back up her sides, and back up to linger on her breasts. I'm getting hornier watching the show she is putting on for me; my hand slides into my lap as I caress my rock hard cock through my pants. She opens her eyes, and caught my gaze. A smile plays over her lips as she watches me fondle myself. It arouses her even more. She begins to undo the buttons of her blouse slowly, one at a time, until her blouse hung open, revealing the lace trimmed corset she wore underneath. It pushes up her breasts, and her shallow excited breathing pushes them against the fabric. She drops the blouse to the floor, and begins to work her skirt down her hips. I stop breathing for a moment as I watch her. I love the show she is putting on for me, it is getting me so hot. The skirt inches down, slowly exposing her shaved, swollen pussy. She lets the skirt drop into a puddle at her feet, as I enjoy the view. She slowly pulls her right breast out from underneath the corset, licking around the top before gently flicking her nipple. Pulling her tit to her mouth, she begins to suck on her breast. She peers out from underneath her lashes at me, and winks as she sees my breathing speed up. Then she proceeds to do the same thing to her left breast. Both tits are hanging out over the top of her corset, as she walks over to where I sat on the bed. As she leans over me, she softly sucks on my earlobe, whispering to me that she loves me. Then she stood up placing her ...

... right foot on the bed next to me, and running her hands down her body, she dips her fingers into her slippery pussy. She moans softly as her finger caught her clit, her hands knowing just where to touch. Using her left hand, she opens her lips so I see her fingers playing her pussy like a well-tuned violin. Soon she is lost in the throes of her orgasm, her head falling back, her body shaking as her soft cries fill the room. She regains control of herself, and kneels in front of me with a soft glow in her eyes and a rosy blush on her cheeks. She smiles putting her fingers into my mouth, knowing I want to taste her sweet nectar. I close my eyes and suck on her fingers, so aroused I barely keep control. I want her to sit on my hard cock and relieve the pressure, but I know she won't let me suffer long. She unbuttons my shirt, working it off my shoulders and throwing it over to join her skirt on the floor. She stood up and straddles my lap, her soaking hot pussy making contact with my cock through the material of my pants. She leans down to kiss my lips slowly, gently. Like the gentleman I am, I let her set the pace. Her lips leave my mouth, but before I can protest she begins raining soft kisses over my cheek. She kisses a trail across my jawline, then back toward my ear. After kissing right below my earlobe, she uses her tongue to trace the contours of my ear. Then she sucks my earlobe into her mouth, using her teeth to softly nibble, a small smile lighting her face as I shiver ...