The manicure can wait. - Sex Stories

The manicure can wait.

... curling backwards as the shockwaves of pleasure hit me and I just couldn’t stop thrusting my hips to extract every last drop of energy from Anna’s heavenly body. I sank down on top of her and we could both feel our hearts beating hard within our chests. Our kissing and caressing was sensual and tender as we gradually eased down from the peak of our passion and when I finally rolled off Anna I was pleased that my Feeldoe was still inside me. I didn’t want to waste the succulence of her juice so when I pulled it out I licked it clean and enjoyed every delicious drop. The sex we’d just enjoyed was incredible and we both knew that it wasn’t going to be just a one-off. Anna was happily married and wasn’t looking for sex with men but she needed a female lover and I felt blessed that she’d found me. After a quick shower we got dressed and over a coffee in my living room Anna shaped the nails on my fingers and toes before coating them in bright red varnish. "Will it be a handjob or a blowjob?" she asked cheekily. I grinned and answered, "He wants to film me doing both, which is why I’ve asked you to make my nails look special." After a few more naughty comments Anna packed up her kit and I walked her to her car where we kissed tenderly before she left. Just before she shut the door of her Porsche she asked me if she could spend the night with me occasionally when her husband was away and I readily agreed. I walked back to my place with a real spring in my step thanks to my wonderful encounter with Anna and the delicious prospect of a really horny weekend with Gordon to look forward to. Happy days are here again.