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By Everknightly
Article Category: Erotic
Added on: 01/27/08 00:13
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It had been one of those days where her quiet evening time had been present in her mind from the moment she had awakened. Now that the day was done, she relished the thought of a long, steamy, lingering shower.
Business travel was often not all its cracked up to be. This trip fit that category well, although there had been a gorgeous man who had coyly flirted with her from across the hotel dining room more than once. She had returned the flirt then accepted the martini he had sent. Nothing frilly, just a classic. She preferred her cocktails and her men that way. Feeing the need to get the day off her and prepare for tomorrow’s afternoon meetings, she gave in to an impetuous carnal urge and sent a martini back to the mystery man – with her room number on the napkin under the glass.
The waiter executed his role perfectly, placing the napkin down first, number up, then putting the drink on top. Satisfied the slight widening of his eyes signaled “mission accomplished”, she settled her bill, including the hefty tip as promised, got up and walked demurely out of the room with not so much as a glance in his direction.
Walking into her suite, she felt a tiny shiver run through her. Anticipation? Excitement? Fear? Hmmmm – all of them it seemed. Letting the door close, she made certain the lock was off, dropped her purse, kicked off her shoes and headed for the opulent spa. This palatial room was so much more than just a bathroom. There was a huge glass enclosed shower, with nine water jets, a jetted spa tub big enough to have a race in and a massage table surrounded by mirrors and gentle halogen mood lighting. It wasn’t immediately obvious where the water closet was and who cared anyway. She dimmed the lights to a sultry low, let her robe slip deliciously off her shoulders and pool around her feet. That had been intended for her lover, who wasn’t actually there, and may never actually show up. No matter. That incredible shower was calling. But, just in case, she looked over her shoulder – just in case.
The water was instantly warm, luxuriously scented. Letting the first rivulets trickle between her breasts, she became intoxicated with the exotic aroma. Turning a gold plated handle marked ‘body wash’, her senses were ignited yet again as the new addition infused the water to sheath her in a deliciously slick second skin. This was divine beyond thought as she stood motionless, shimmering, giving in to the carnal yearnings inundating her mind. In her ethereal world, her mystery man would arrive soundlessly, pressing his body into hers from behind as he slid powerfully gentle hands…………………..
Oh my god…………….as he slid his powerfully gentle hands under her arms to cup her full, swollen breasts! He had come to her! Instantly swooning to his touch, she groaned and pressed her pert ass hard into his body. She felt his cock throbbing, fully erect, pawing at her for permission to enter.
Recovering her control ever so slightly, she managed to fend off the nearly insurmountable urge to take him deep inside her immediately. Instead, she began to sway her luscious thighs back and forth, deliberately grinding her slick skin against his thighs and cock. His low moans joined hers as his hands expertly caressed both nipples while holding her breasts tenderly, almost reverently, while her body rhythmically seduced him. His cock was fabulous, she knew that from its proportion to the crease of her ass that it danced within. Reaching backward, her nails found his ribs, then the plates of a magnificent six pack that caught her breath, then her imagination. Eyes closed, she began her exploration without boundary.
Gliding down his rock hard stomach, she surrounded his cock with knowledgeable fingers. His legs trembled, he sagged, almost imperceptibly, at the knees and tensed awaiting her next decision. The head of his cock was huge, pulsing, hungry. She traced it back and forth, tantalizingly across the entry to her ass. Pausing repeatedly to press his cock into her, as if she was taking him inside, then stroking herself with him again and again, drew plaintive sighs that pleased her. As she bent forward at the waist, he took her cue and extended his cock forward so that she could guide him to her .......…to be con’t :)
About the author:
Just an amateur erotic story writer.
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