A follow up to Just a Conversation.
It is now three days since my experience with Ell and seeing my boss Amanda's sexy pussy. I'm never sure how to act around Amanda. Her body excites me, especially with the image of her pierced vagina in my mind. In her mid fifties she remains a sensual creature. I need her. I want her to betray her marriage vows with me, as I suspect she has done before.
My cell phone gets a text message,"I want to see you this evening. Pick me up at nine."
Ell has called and my next adventure exploring her sexuality begins. As I pull onto her street, I watch her older husband load into a big Mercedes. I park the Corvette in the vacant space.
A young maid opens the door. "Top of the stairs."
I climb the stairs and open the first door,. The room is vacant. I move to the next door. The room is much larger and the odor of Ell's expensive perfume fills my nostrils. She is completely naked.
I begin undressing, but she stops me.
"We're going to a club. The car will be here at ten."
She sits on a boudoir bench and picks up sheer red hosiery. She hands me a small camera,"Take my picture."
She stands, posing fully nude in the viewfinder. She is magnificent. Shoulder length blond hair. Perhaps 120 pounds of well proportioned sex. Her alabaster 36C breasts contrast he olive complexion. A brown trimmed bush tops her shaved labia. Her pink inner labia pushes through the outer lips.
She sits and seductively pulls first the right, and then the left sheer red hose up her long legs. The sexy hose clings to her thighs. She steps into very high red platform heels and closes the straps around her ankles.
She faces the mirror and tends to her makeup. She fluffs her flowing trusses. Her ass is accentuated by tan lines. My hard on is raging, as I capture her sexuality on the camera.
She sprays perfume on her neck, between her firm white tits and on her pubic hair. She sprays a mist in the air. The lens captures her stepping through the mist.
She is obviously posing as she pulls on red lace panties. The panties are boycut, not a thong, but cut far up her ass. The sexy white flesh of her cheeks is exposed.
She slips a red strapless bra on that cradles her tits exposing a mass of alabaster flesh above the bra.
She then adds a diamond necklace and matching earrings. They complement her the large diamond and wedding ring on her finger.
Finally she steps into a flirty red dress. It clings to her curves and falls only just far enough to cover the top of her sexy hosiery. It is low cut, barely covering her lace bra.
"I think the car is waiting." I imagine ravishing her in the back of the limo.
She tells the driver to raise the privacy shield and begins posing as I click a rapid succession of sexy poses. She leans back, raises her skirt and spreads her legs. As we arrive at the club her fingers are in her panties, rubbing her clit. The door opens as she fakes an orgasm--I think!
Arriving in the limo with Ell by my side we go right into the club. the long rope line is not even a consideration as I slip the door man a hundred dollar bill.
We order champaign at the bar a survey the scene. Hip young couples dance, their bodies expressing sensuality and hands roving over barely covered bodies.
"I want to be seen and I want you to capture my image."
Ell sits on the barstool, her legs dangling long and sensual. A young man approaches. He does not speak but takes her hand. She follows him to the dance floor.
Their dance is sensual and soon his hands are exploring El's magnificent body. I capture the erotic images on hr camera.
Eventually, Ell returns to me. "I'm getting very wet."
She reaches for my cock and rubs it beneath my trousers.
"I want to fuck you," is my reponse.
"Not yet. My slut is still coming out."
She returns to the dance floor alone. The camera captures her sensuous dance with three guys. There hands explore he body. Her dress raised to her naval exposing her panties. A hand is searching in her bra for her now stiff nipples. She kisses each of her new lovers deeply, encouraging their touches, her body their plaything.
Her panties are pulled down below her pussy, but still she does not object and simply steps out of them. Fingers find her naked vaginal hole.
The bouncers decide that they have gone to far and send them off, prsunmably to a private room, but she rejects her assailants and returns to me at he bar.
The limo is waiting outside. She enters, but not without showing her bare pussy to the paparazzi.
My cock is throbbing, but I think she is even more stimulated by her slutty performance. I take off my slacks and rub my stiff member. She obliges by taking it in her mouth. Her saliva moistens my dick as she slips it easily down her throat, pressing her face into my pubic hair. I've never been so deep in a woman's throat.
"I want to taste your sex." I lick her labia, suck on her clit, but as I try to reach my tongue up her canal, she cries,"Fuck me! Fuck me!"
I abandon my effort to satisfy her orally and proceed to push the head of my cock against her pussy. It is much tighter than I imagined a married womans to be. I slap my dick against her clit and try again. This time the head pushes in. I take short strokes at first, intruding into her body a little more with each thrust. She squeals as I hit her G spot. "More! More!"
Fucking Ell has been my dream since I met her and now I am balls deep in her cunt. I pump her like a machine. I satisfy myself, unloading my cum deep inside her. I give no thought to her pleasure, only mine.
We arrive at her home.
"I want more."
"No, my husband is home."
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