Hielo - Sex Stories

Hielo

... her soft mouth turned up into a half smile. “Every day I see men. They are looking at me, and do you know what they are thinking, Alejandro?” He shook his head, but emotions were beginning to burn as hot and confused inside him as the humid air in the kitchen. Hielo leaned forward, her eyes burning intently into his. “They are thinking ‘I want to get my hard, aching cock into her tight.......wet, dirty little pussy and fuck her like the hot.........needy.......wanton little slut that she is.” As she spoke, she ran her fingers over the lightly bronzed, silk smooth skin at the top of her thigh and dragged them over the delicate fabric of her panties. “Oh yes, Alejandro. That’s what they think.” Alejandro was now an emotional cauldron, his emotions bubbling within him and running out of control. “And do know what I think when I see them looking, Alejandro? I think, ‘I would really love to slip your warm, hard cock out of your trousers and suck it in my hot, wet mouth until your hot, sticky cum fills it and warms my throat’. That’s what I think, Alejandro. I want to suck their needy, stiff cocks..” Alejandro’s eyes darkened with every word. “And sometimes I think ‘While I am sucking you, maybe you have a friend who would like to part my legs and slide his thick length inside me, and fuck me deep and hard.’ Strangers, Alejandro. Fucking me. Fucking your lovely little wife. Can you imagine it, Alejandro?” As she finished her words, Alejandro began to writhe and wriggle against his ...

... restraints, trying to loosen the rope that was holding him fast. The chair lifted up and down, banging on the floor. As he did so, Hielo slowly eased her bottom from her chair and began to lower her panties. Slowly, she slipped them over her feet, rolled them up into a ball, stood up and walked across to where Alejandro was still struggling. “I’m tired of listening to you, Alejandro,” she said, leaning forward and pressing the little ball of rolled up lace into his mouth. “Talk is all you ever do. I suspect even my manager at the library could give me a harder, more satisfying fuck than you. Maybe he’d like to take me from behind against the bookshelves and ram his cock between my legs. I imagine he lies in his bed at night imagining himself doing it, stroking his smooth length until he is screaming out my name. I often think I’d really love to slip his softening, slick cock into my mouth then and clean him up. I’m sure he’d soon get hard enough to slide it inside me, don’t you think?” Alejandro’s senses were filled with Hielo’s scent. He could taste her on his tongue. He could smell her sex. Hielo smiled again, and slowly began to firstly unfasten his belt, then his trousers. In one move she pulled his trousers sharply down. Alejandro’s length, full of fire and long-unfulfilled lust, sprang out and pointed angrily at her, accusing her. “Well, well,” she said. “I wonder what brought this on? The thought of your sweet, faithful wife fucking other men? Maybe I should bring one ...