The dinner party. - Sex Stories

The dinner party.

... his reflection in the mirror. The handsome face was screwed up in a mask of intense concentration. His short hair, wet with perspiration had formed spikes and little drops of sweat were visible on his temples. His pale blue eyes were staring into the distance and his jaw jutted forward, the tension lines around his mouth clearly definable. His cock, buried deep inside me began to throb powerfully so I clenched my back passage and squeezed his manhood as he prepared for his final thrust. Feeling my ass milking him brought a grin to his face and I grinned back at his reflection and then watched entranced as he reached the point of no return. His eyes shut tight and his mouth changed shape, looking now like he'd eaten something distasteful. His fingers, already gripping me painfully, tightened some more and literally pulled me from the table onto his pelvis rocketing forward and smashing hard into my buttocks. His cock expanded inside me and with a huge roar of release, scalding hot spunk flooded my tunnel. His body shuddered violently sending white hot liquid to explode forth and we stood there for what seemed like an eternity, joined in union, hardly moving except when his body jerked uncontrollably, spewing yet more hot seed into my back passage until eventually he collapsed over me. Seconds later he began mumbling and kissing my soft bare neck. “Baby, you’re the best,” he said almost incoherently as I lay there enjoying the feel of his hard body on top and inside of mine. I ...

... could have stayed there forever but my lover was coming to his senses. Reaching forward he picked up the butt plug, and guided it towards my mouth. "Suck it, Baby," he said gruffly and waited for me to comply. I opened my lips and gratefully accepted his offering. After getting it nice and wet, he stood up behind me removing the toy from between my lips in the process and grinned mischievously in the mirror at me. Even though I'd guessed what was going to happen, I couldn't help giggling at his wickedness. However, it was still a surprise how empty I felt when he withdrew his prick, still standing at half mast, but the feeling was only momentary. Seconds later he reinserted the plug, sliding it easily into my well lubricated hole, then he placed his arms around me and pulled me up straight. "Why don't you go and get ready for this evening," he said, cuddling me and mischievously pushing his pelvis against the anal toy buried snugly between my buttocks. "Oh and don't forget to wear knickers tonight," he said with a rich chuckle. "Don't want you leaving any cum stains on the dining room chairs later on, do we?" ******* Dressed to kill in a sexy, off shoulder little black dress, I walked into the kitchen whilst fixing my earrings and perfunctorily kissed hubby as he poured me a glass of wine. "All set for this evening," he asked casually, casting an eye over my attire and raising an eyebrow. I saw the tiny glimpse of disapproval when my braless nipples, clearly visible through ...