The Letter - Sex Stories

The Letter

... recently purchased a set of outdoor dining furniture and upon it I’d set out our best crockery, two champagne flutes and the silver candle sticks from our dining room. Cartons of Chinese take-away food sat on a warmer in the centre of the table and a bottle of expensive champagne chilled in a silver ice bucket. Jess’s eyes widened. “Oh Rob…why?” she asked, her surprise a delight to behold. “Because I don’t show you how much I care, not often enough anyway. Do you like it?” “Oh Rob, it’s fantastic…and I’m starving!” she announced. Smiling at my beautiful wife I pulled back a chair for her, dished out the takeaway, and cracked open the champagne. “To us,” I said, touching my glass to hers, “and to treating you the way you deserve.” “Oh Rob, you do,” she cooed. Jess put her glass down and moved towards me. She sat astride my lap and took my face between her perfectly manicured fingers. Her lips found mine and I tasted the champagne in her mouth as she kissed me deeply. “You treat me very well,” she breathed. Wriggling her bottom she hoisted up her skirt so that only her thin panties and my trousers formed a barrier between her moist pussy and my achingly hard cock. Hips gyrating she ground her sex against me. “Oh Jess…” I wanted her, I wanted her badly. Every fibre longed for her. In one swift movement I pushed her off me and bent her lithe body over the table. I stroked her back watching her shudder as the slippery material of her satin blouse ran through my fingertips, ...

... caressing her flesh. Jess let of a lusty groan, a sound which made my cock throb mercilessly. Grasping her panties with both hands I pulled them down and Jess stepped neatly out of them. She spread her legs and her slender fingers parted her labia to show me the glistening secretions coating her slit. “Fuck me!” she gasped. “Fuck me hard!” I didn’t need to be asked twice. Once again my trousers and boxers were sent to the floor releasing my enormous erection. My cockhead made contact with Jess’s soaking slit and, closing my eyes, I pushed against her slippery warmth until I felt her give. I penetrated her in one smooth stroke. Jess groaned as I sank the entire length of my thick cock inside her. Her juices flowed and her cunt muscles contracted as I moved my cock back and forth, stroking the snug wetness that encased me. I thrust faster, deeper, banging my balls against Jess’s smooth rounded buttocks. Her cunt began to squelch most gratifyingly. “That’s it, fuck me, fuck me,” she cried. The pressure was building in my balls but I’d already shot my load that evening so another climax would take time. I wouldn’t come for a while and I wondered, just wondered…withdrawing from Jess’s slippery cunt I dropped to my knees behind her, grasped her ass cheeks and thrust my tongue inside her delicious slit. I licked her out, sucking up her sweet juices and teasing her swollen clit until Jess writhed and bucked. “Oh fuck I’m going to come!” she screamed loudly. Jess shuddered, her orgasm ...