One Night

The room was bathe in a soft glow from the candle light and the scent of warm vanilla wafted through the air. The large, inviting four poster bed stood ready with the coverlet turned down. She had placed the other things they might want or need in the bedside table.

Courtney surveyed her handiwork and smiled as she thought back over the last year. A shiver of anticipation rippled through her as she thought about Mark. Just the sight of his sexy blue eyes and beguiling smile made her weak in the knees. Things had started as a friendship and had quickly progressed to.... She wasn't sure what label could be placed on their relationship, but for this one night that didn't matter.

It was getting late, so she quickly started the water for her shower. Standing under the steamy water she slowly ran her hands across her wet body remembering. Remembering his gentle touch. The feel of his muscular body. Courtney shook her head because now wasn't the time to get lost in a daydream. She had to get ready.

Mark walked toward the hotel room and thought back over the last year. He hadn't plan to start or continue his friendship with Courtney, but he couldn't manage to break things off. At some point she had become a necessary part of his daily life. Her quick wit and infectious laughter, not to mention her sexy body, made him crave her presence.

Every moment they shared was borrowed or stolen from their respective spouses. Each time they were together was barely enough to quench their ever growing thirst for the other. Mark had months ago asked Courtney the one thing she would want for her birthday and promised to move heaven and earth to grant that wish. She had requested this one night.

He paused at the door and gazed appreciatively at all of her preparations. He noted the way she had carefully staged the room with flowers and candles and chuckled when he picked up the skimpy piece of lingerie haphazardly thrown on top of the bed. The effort was appreciated, but he knew that she would only be wearing it momentarily.

Hearing the shower running he moved towards the slightly ajar bathroom door. Easing the door open more, he watched as she ran her soapy hands across her ample breasts and down her soft, rounded belly. He loved all the womanly curves that she herself despised. Watching her bathe made him desire to touch, taste, and feel all the places where the water now ran.

Stepping out of the shower, Courtney picked up a towel and begin drying her face. Taking the towel away, she was startled to see Mark standing in the doorway naked and smiling. This wasn't how she had planned to greet him!

Before she could say a word, Mark wrapped his arms around her still wet body and begin to kiss her. Whatever thoughts she might have had were lost in the passionate embrace. Courtney felt herself being picked up and carried to the bed. Tonight she was safe and she was in his arms. That was enough for now.

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Their kisses quickly became more heated and urgent. The desire to be connected overrode gentleness or tenderness and this time the need had to be met. Before she could catch her breath, Courtney felt Mark spread her legs and in one stroke he had entered her to the hilt. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his body and matched his rhythm stroke for stroke.

Mark tried his best to gain control, but each time he slid into her sweet, wet pussy it made him hunger for more. Slamming into her repeatedly, he could hear her moans of delight and felt her fingernails digging into his back as she bucked underneath him. He could feel her tighten around his shaft and it sent him over the edge. It was happening so fast, but it felt so good.

All the emotions she had fought so hard to hide the last year poured from her into their connection. Courtney opened her eyes to find Mark watching her closely. Could he see what she was so desperately trying to suppress? She saw a flicker of something in his eyes, but just as quickly it was gone.

Watching her face as he plunged into her, a wave of guilt washed over him. During the last year, she often expressed her feelings for him, but he had never reciprocated. More often he had purposely said things in the hopes of protecting her from future hurt. He'd said those things because he had nothing to offer outside of this.

Kissing her deeply, he hoped to block out the love he saw in her eyes. He trailed tender kisses along her neck, between her breasts and sucked one nipple into his mouth until he felt it pucker. He held the other breast in his hand and pinched the nipple. Courtney gasped and he felt her cupping his ass as she sought more. When he felt her body spasm below him and heard her cries, he allowed himself release.

Minutes passed with their sweat soaked bodies still entwined. The comforting weight of him anchoring her to reality. Courtney wanted this moment to last a lifetime. Mark wanted to want this moment to last a lifetime.

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 Courtney opened her eyes slightly confused by her surroundings. As she stretched, memories of the past night washed over her and threatened to weaken her hard won resolve. She turned her head slightly and saw Mark's profile buried in the pillow they shared. Feeling herself relax into his warmth, she chastised herself for forgetting.

Wiping away the tears that obscured her vision, she clumsily worked to put her clothes on in the dimly lit room. She had planned everything up to this moment, but it was becoming increasingly harder to carry it out. Reaching into her purse, she withdrew the carefully written note and placed it beneath his cellphone.

Small slivers of light peeked through the curtains and she could see him contently sleeping on his stomach. His arm was still outstretched across the space she had just occupied. She wasn't expecting the heart clenching pain she felt as she saw him shift and move, searching for her. It was time to go. She had asked for and received her one night.

Mark opened his eyes as he felt the lost of warmth next to him. Last night he had fallen asleep fully satisfied with Courtney snuggled closely by his side. They had made love in every way imaginable. There were no more firsts left on his list – they had covered all the bases. Now he only saw small remnants of evidence that she had been there, but he could smell the sweet, musky scent of her on the pillow and sheets.

Closing his eyes, he guessed that she was in the shower, but something kept niggling at the back of his mind and his eyes drifted open again. They had showered together before falling exhausted into bed; fully intending to rest and then start again. He threw back the covers and stepped down off the bed. A quick search of the room proved what he already feared, She was gone. 

 

Moving to retrieve his phone from the bedside table, he saw a purple envelope prop against the lamp. The envelope was innocuous in itself, but he felt sure that whatever was in the note would be unpleasant.

The Night Out

Night started to fall, and plans had already been made to spend the evening out on the town. And destination was NOT unknown.

Married several years with children and a mortgage, Lynette and Joe were what many would consider an everyday, normal couple. From the outside their life looked simple and plain; very vanilla. But as the saying goes...No one knows what goes on behind closed doors. Tonight they would be indulging in one of their secret pleasures.

Lynette took extra care with her outfit for their night out. She hoped to strike the right balance of mystery and sexiness. Catching Joe's appreciative appraisal of her cleavage, she was satisfied that she had succeeded. It made her chuckle to think how different his look would be if he had any clue of what she wore underneath.

Traffic was miraculously clear as they drove through the buzzing city. Joe could smell the sweet scent of her cologne and the distinctive aroma of arousal. Lynette shifted beside him exposing her thigh and he instinctively reached to touch. One touch was never enough and he soon found his hands sliding further along. Before he could finish his exploration, their destination came into view.

Walking into the lobby, they were greeted by a familiar face. "Hey guys, been a while. Good to see you again." Life had been hectic with...well...LIFE. It was nice to be back.

Handing over his card to the woman, Joe smiled and mirrored the anticipation in his wife's eyes. He felt her fingers lace with his and with a gentle tug she pulled him towards the door. This night had been long overdue and they were eager to begin.

Walking through the next door, they were greeted by friendly eyes. Some old friends and some soon to be old friends they'd yet to meet. With a smile and a nod, they continued through to the common area.

Soft candlelight cast an amber glow on several couples entwined on the dance floor. Lynette watched as they swayed together to the sensual music playing through the speakers. Many were also passionately kissing and freely touching each other. Her nipples puckered as she watched the lovers embrace. She detected a slightly musky scent of perspiration and lovemaking wafting through the room.

Joe made eye contact with the bartender and quickly placed their order. Once they had drinks, Joe placed his hand on her back to gently guide her to the circular banquettes on the upper balcony. Each step she took up the stairs revealed glimpses of her tantalizingly bare ass. Joe stumbled on the stairs with the realization that Lynette wore no underwear. He could see the faint outline of her sweet pussy as her skirt fluttered up slightly. A faint smile played at the corners of her mouth as she listened to him stumble.

Seated on the leather couch, they had a birds eye view of a large portion of the common room. For now they were content to be observers only.

Across the room and high above the dance floor, several large flat screens flashed teasing glimpses of couples at play. The couples were enjoying, touching, and tasting each other. Joe saw the briefest blush tinge Lynette's cheeks as her eyes darted from screen to screen.

As their eyes adjusted to the dimly lit balcony, they observed a couple to the right of Lynette hungrily kissing. Soon kisses turned into touches and the familiar neediness set in. They watched sheepishly as the man lay his partner back and began to fondle her with his tongue. Lynette could feel the moisture building between her own legs as she watched the man lap greedily at the woman's slit and savor her juices.

Lynette's hand had started to wander earlier as she watch everyone at play. It settled for a moment on Joe's leg. Creeping up, she detected that Joe was enjoying the scenes too. Giving him a teasing squeeze, she continued to observe the other couples along the balcony.

There was twosome to the left of Joe. Lynette saw that the woman had already lowered herself between her man's legs, pleasing him to hardness.

Lynette found herself rubbing her hand along Joe's shaft in keeping with the rhythm the woman set as she sucked on her partner's cock. She could hear Joe's breathing grow shallow as his excitement grew. When there was no room left in his trousers Lynette moved to free him. Joe let out a sigh as Lynette continued her efforts of bringing him to full attention.  Kissing each other and touching each other, with a few stray eyes watching towards them both.

Across the room lie another room filled with pillows and mattresses that held lovers feasting on each other. Watching for a while, they decided to walk around to see if anything else was to be enjoyed. As they made their way to the front lounging area, a gentleman immediately took notice of the way Lynette looked longingly at other couples. Wanting to play, he politely whispered and asked if he could join them for the evening to get to know them more. Just to relax and enjoy their company, he assured them. Wanting more than just to talk, she led him and her husband to a quiet and dark corridor. Sitting down on the chair that was there, she wasted no time and released them both from their zippers and began to play. Getting both men hard was not a problem for her. She knew how to use her talents to get them where she wanted them to be. Before long, a small crowd had gathered to enjoy the scene. Working her hands and mouth on them both, a woman admired what she saw, and asked if her partner could join in the fun and experience her too. Without hesitation, the two men stepped aside and let the man into the circle.

Before too long, Lynette was busily stroking and sucking on these three men till all got close to release. Relaxing her grip, she decided to leave them wanting more for the next visit. She couldn't give everything out at once, could she?

Standing up, the two men thanked her for her time and attention, as did the ones that had been looking on approvingly. Hand in hand, Lynette and Joe walked out to their car. Giving each other glances and smiles that spoke volumes. It was hot! And just what they needed. That experience would fuel the intensity of the love making that was in store for them once he got her home and alone. They decided they should never wait that long before getting together with old friends again.

The Visitor

Eve thought, had anyone found out, they'd think she was crazy. But she figured giving him the keys to her apartment was the best idea she'd had since buying her very first vibrator at age 17. To be awoken at 2am to the feel of his fingers at play was the highlight of her day. Or night...

She liked that he was comfortable enough with the idea, that if he was in need of some physical attention,he could just walk in and pull the covers back and satisfy himself, and her in the process.

And last night was no different....

Sound asleep and dreaming of whatever nonsense was rolling around at the moment, Eve started to feel a slight breeze. She normally didn't sleep naked. Especially in the dead of winter. But for whatever reason, she did last night. Without opening her eyes, she started to reach for the blanket and felt warm flesh. Not knowing if she was dreaming or not, she decided to keep her eyes closed, just in case. Because if this was a dream, she had no intentions of waking up.

Feeling her way around, she sensed what she had come to her for. Eve realized he must have been wanting this for a while now, because he was rock hard already. And confirmation of that fact came, when, without delay, he slid himself between her thighs and entered her. She must have been dreaming of naughty things, she thought, because she was soaking wet and dripping, making his welcome into her insanely easy.

Without a word, he began to pump his hips into hers. And matching every thrust, she pulled him further into herself. She wanted all of him inside of her. And his intention was to give her everything he had. The mixture of their juices began to make a beautiful noise. A noise she knew he loved so much. The slapping of wet flesh followed, and the heat caused by the friction of their bodies devouring each other filled the air. Cold sweat dripped form their naked bodies, making puddles beneath them.

Needy and greedy. Wanting and taking. He flipped her over and raised her hips ever so slightly and entered her from behind. Grabbing hold of her hips, he forced his way into her and took all she had, making it his. Reaching around, he took her beyond climax by rubbing her hard, wet clit. Once he knew she had been satisfied, he pumped even harder to have his release.

Feeling him get close, Eve began to squeeze his manhood within her. Her grip tightened as he came. 

Like a soldier defeated, he lay atop her, gasping for breathe. Then still, without a word, he slipped out the door.

Yeah, Eve thought.....If this was all a dream, She had no intention of waking up.

The Reunion

It seems like it’s been forever….
How can only days or weeks feel so long? Last time I held you I knew it would be the last for a while, so I savored every second.
This time I hold you, I’ll savor it just the same. But for a different reason. I’ve missed you. And I want this to be perfect. If only for a few hours… It has to be perfect. A night we won’t soon forget….

When you finally arrive, you notice a dimly lit room and soft, sexy music playing. You came early, but no matter… I’ve been ready for you for hours now. As I walk up to you, your smile widens, and I know you’ve missed me too.
Taking me in your arms, you lay a big wet steamy kiss on me that seems to go on forever. But I’m not complaining. I love the way you kiss. And the way your lips feel on mine. The way your tongue urges mine to come out of hiding to play. I want to show you what you’ve been missing, so, leading you over to the couch, I make you sit and just watch me as I slowly undress. All the while, moving to the music. You can barely keep your hands from wanting to touch, but I have other plans for your hands….
As I move closer to you, I begin to unbutton your shirt. And you place your hands on my ass and pull me down onto you until I’m straddling you. Impatiently wanting to touch, you begin feeling and tasting. My nipples get harder with each flick of your tongue. I can feel just how excited you are beneath me. Even through your pants, I feel you pressing on me with your hard rod.
While your mouth is at play, you move your hands lower and can feel my juices overflowing as you slide your fingers into me. Stroking my clit with your thumb, and your index and middle finger inside me, you bring me close and then stop. Not like this, you say. I want to feel you…
By now I am no longer restricted to clothing, and I need you the same way, so I remove all you have on and climb back on top of you. Grabbing your head, I kiss you deeply while I slide my wetness onto your already throbbing cock.
Moving to the beat of the music, we are one instrument. Flowing with the rhythm, we greedily take from each other. Trying to satisfy each others hunger. Giving until there seems to be nothing left to give… Only to give more..
Placing your hands on my bottom you push it onto you, driving yourself deeper and deeper into me. Panting and sweating, we look for release amid the sounds of music and moisture. Finally, and without a moment too soon, I buckle under a magnificent orgasm as your body jerks and empties itself into me. Once our heart pounding subsides, and our breathe is caught, we move over to the bed and slump down upon each other and rest….but only momentarily. The need will have to be filled again soon…

The Weekender

I’ve been waiting for this all week. Finally the day comes and I get the call from you. You ask if I’d like to rendezvous in a tropical paradise or a wintry wonderland this time.

We both decide that the thought of snuggling up naked under covers, next to a warm fireplace sounds more our style this go round. So we agree to meet at a resort off the beaten path.

I arrive before you so that I can get our room ready for our weekend together. I decide to draw a bath, and while I’m soaking, you call to tell me that you’re on your way and are almost there. Just hearing your voice on the other end gets my heart racing. And although I’m fully submersed in water, I can still feel the distinct wetness inside me churning. 

I can’t help but tell you what you’re doing to me. And how I can’t wait to see you. Can’t wait to place my hands on you. To feel you. To touch you. To turn you on the the point that you’re begging to feel me in return.That’s when you tell me that for the past 20 miles you’ve been driving with a raging hard-on just thinking about being inside me.

One thing leads to another and I can’t seem to help my wandering hands. I start to rub and play with myself. You’re more than encouraging along the way and bring me to climax with very few words. By the time you walk through the door, I’m so ready for you. And you for me. But we intend on taking our time. Or so we will try to…

I greet you at the door with a nice long hug and a deep passionate kiss. As we stand there holding onto each other, a sense of urgency comes over you as you start to undress me. Your hands glide over my shoulders and then down my arms as you slip my bra off. The sight of my hardening nipples leaves you all but breathless, as you grab hold of my breasts to feel them. They rise even more at your touch. By the look on your face I can see they please you. Knowing that it’s you that makes them react that way. That it’s your hands that are creating these sighs of pleasure. As my pleasure increases, you replace your hands with your mouth. Tracing  my nipples with your tongue, you start to guide them forward to your lips and inward. You begin to suck on them.

My moans of pleasure grow increasingly louder. So slowly..so methodically…you continue to devour every inch of my breast. Claiming stake in what is yours. What has been yours from day one. What will be yours until……

I whisper to you, “I want you. I need to feel you. I want you inside.” But you tell me “Not yet”..You’re not quite through exploring.

As you guide me to the bed, the anticipation I’m feeling heightens, and I can’t wait to see what you have in store for me….

As we move towards the glow of the flickering candles that encompass the bed, I can see the want in your eyes increase. And by all counts, the need in mine start to match yours. I want to show you how much I’ve missed you. How much I’ve been wanting you. But your need for me won’t allow me that luxury just yet.

Your hands..DEAR GOD…your hands. They caress and hold. They rub and grab. They are everywhere. Touching, feeling, wanting, needing. You let them roam and explore. Stopping only momentarily on certain spots. Feeding off my sighs and gasps, you start to trace your fingers along my inner thigh and then upwards. Placing your fingertips on the lips of my pussy, you can already feel how wet I am for you. And have been since before you walked through the door. Gently spreading my legs apart, you urge your fingers inward. Watching as my juices run along your hand. The sight and smell of me induces a low growl from your throat. I know you want to taste it. I can see the desire in your eyes. Placing my hands on your head, I guide you towards me until your face is between my legs. You breathe deeply and let out a strong moan. “I want you”…is all I hear you say.

With the lightness of a feather, you begin to taste all that’s there. Taking your time to savor every drop, you lap up everything I offer you. My hips twitch with every lick, and jump with every nibble. It doesn’t take long before I’m nearing the edge. You can feel me writhing and can sense my closeness, so you devour me. Sending me into orgasm.

Coming down from the climax, I don’t even realize you’ve moved positions. I open my eyes to see you over me. Glancing down, I can see where you’re dripping from excitement. I want to return the favor and show you the love you’ve just shown me. Regaining my senses finally, I insist you lay back, relax, and enjoy the moment.

I lean in for a kiss and can still taste me on your lips. This only makes my endeavor to please you even more of a priority. Starting at your lips, I work my way down your neck and chest. Tracing my tongue along the lines of your muscles. Tasting the saltiness of your skin. Smelling all that is you, arouses me even more so. As I make my way down to your waist, I can feel the hardness before I even get there. Taking you into my hands, I slide them along the shaft and feel every pulse it makes. Getting you harder with each stroke, I lean down and place my lips on the head and hear you sigh. I take you in slowly, and as deeply as possible. Stroking every inch of you. Tasting you. Continuing until you’re hard as a rock and panting, trying to catch your breath. Neither of us can take it anymore, and I rise up to straddle you.

Placing my hands on your chest, and yours on my hips, I slowly guide my pussy onto your dick. Inch by glorious inch. You feel so good inside me. Like being home. This moment is what we’ve waited for. The moment we join and become a part of each other.

Sitting still, with you inside me, I look down and whisper “I love you”. “Don’t move”. I tell you. 

With you pulsating inside me, I grip you and begin to squeeze. ‘Talking’ to you in that way…in a language only our bodies can understand. “More”…you manage to mumble. “Please..do it again baby.” More than happy to oblige you, I do it again. And again….

Not being able to withstand the need I’m having in me any longer, I begin to move, to ride. At first, slowly, then picking up the pace, faster. As I’m moving up and down, my juices drip down onto you and cover you. Meeting your every thrust, my hips grind onto you, making you thirst for my moans, hunger for my screams.

“I want to come with you. I want to feel you empty yourself in me.”

“Look at me. Let me see your eyes as you go.” …is your response.

Keeping our eyes fixed on the other, we ride the wave of ecstasy and fall over the edge into each other.

Laying there, in a sticky, sweaty, overheated bundle of flesh……

We are spent…We are exhausted… Consumed and depleted. We are satisfied…

For now…….