Secret Intimate Link 1

by Dale Ellison

  Secret

  Intimate link

  (Vol 1)

  - Collection of erotic stories of sex between adults –

  SUMMARY

  Invitation to action

  After love, sex....

  Love lessons

  1. After love, sex ...

  Lisa looks him in the eye, she has just succumbed once more, giving her a long kiss….

  Lying on his back, thighs folded, she lets herself be done ...

  After undressing him, he pulls his pants down to the ankles and helps him get rid of them, with a smile.

  He slips between her thighs, naked. He contemplates her ...

  He will penetrate her tenderly, after having licked her vulva intensely, that's what she likes, feeling her hot tongue rummaging through her privacy, turning around her clitoris, there she knows she will feel like leaving, without thinking, as if her body opened to him, obeyed her, and she was watching the scene ...

  The tongue continues its round, almost enters his soggy vagina, innocent lips, shining with saliva ... He prepares it with tenderness ....

  Rémy is a good lover, she likes his way of doing things, progressing in intensity and as always, he will present his penis to him for an exchange of good process…

  She sucks him for a moment, quietly, watching that he is not on the verge of letting go ... She knows he would growl, it has already happened ...

  But no, she is carrying out her caress to the end, he has benefited enough, caressing her breasts ...

  She takes her place, in the middle of the bed , goes back up a little to make room for him, he gets into position, the sex straight, tense ... He leans on his arms ...

  Seeing him, she feels the characteristic tingling in her belly and when the sex touches her, almost in the right place, she sighs, raises her arms behind her head, crosses her fingers, raises her pelvis towards him while spreading ...

  She feels coming, open her little lips going up in her valley ... and the magic works, the acorn opens its door, it's delicious, she trembles with desire, as if to greet her arrival ...

  - Oh! Yes ... Come! ... How good! ... Take me ... I want you, I love you ...

  The penis makes its passage, spreads the vaginal wall, in several times, it takes everything space, she enjoys, when it stays deep inside her, lurking in her pleasure ...

  He takes her tenderly, smoothly, sometimes he looks for her eyes, she smiles at him, delighted, beautiful as a heart with her hair surrounding her face ...

  He accelerates a little, a few more leaner strokes ...

  She sighs, tense by squeezing her fingers ...

  At other times, she moans softly, hisses her pleasure with soft "Er" infinite, modulated, very sensual, which make her want to take it harder for a moment ...

  She feels a wave coming, the overwhelm, she enjoys again, more deeply, more intensely ...

  Then he returns to his cadence ...

  She opens her thighs and hugs her with her legs ...

  She becomes a well of tenderness, he takes her foot while slaying her ...

  It's time to change posture, he likes to take it doggy style.

  She gets into position, without speaking, without a look, her face buried in his arms ...

  He took her back ...

  How good it is to sink into this soggy sheath, he comes and goes, holding her by the hips, and feels her pleasure to her, as much as hers, this indescribable dampness, this warmth, this infinite sweetness which creates a case in which he enjoys by holding back ...

  She starts to moan, louder, sometimes she lets go with raw words , without further action, dealing with names of birds or moaning a more intense orgasm, she spreads her buttocks with his hands so that he comes to tap against her, so that she feels it deep down ...

  - Stronger ... Come! ... Again ... I open my pussy ... Fuck me ... Fuck your dog!

  So he waits for the moment…

  He restrains himself, she gives him the best of the final, he takes her with passion, feeling his cock contract, stiffen, his belly expelling his semen, through his member immersed in her…

  He sometimes rages , then falls back on her, crushing it with its weight, it receives it by closing its eyes, where a few tears bead, keeping its secret pleasure, this fullness that invades it, it feels its body relax, the act finished.

  She has just enjoyed one last time in an intense way, receiving her semen, she can play her role of future mother, blissful, sex drenched in sperm ...

  Making love is vital for her, she feels woman, fulfilled, loved, sometimes their lips join, they embrace and fall asleep ...

  She listens to the rain that lashes the bay window, which bursts into so many shiny pearls , under the street light, ripping through the darkness of the room ...

  He turns to her while sleeping, he seeks her out by reflex ...

  She is happy.

  Lisa is single, 28 years old, she has just finished studying law and for her first job, she joined the largest bank in the region.

  She assured her future more than her pleasure, because in 10 years, she had only a dozen lovers, of which only three counted, a few flirtations in the watered evenings, indecent proposals, wasted opportunities, a bet by train all in all ideal for now being able to choose and connect **** r…

  Rémy is an engineer, 30 years old, single by choice, he very often goes to the 4 corners of the world to do experiments, tests in situ, high-speed trains ...

  Yes, his domain, speed, he spends his evenings redoing his calculations, then he thinks of me, and that's the result ...

  He sleeps ...

  I knew him in a bar, he had his coffee every morning, I would take mine ...

  Smiles, invitation for the following noon, I was free, too ...

  The same afternoon, he was in my bed, espresso morning, express at noon, body expression then, we laughed again after this first time, hugged by his whole body, I enjoyed wonderfully, I noted it in the best…

  It was two years ago.

  We don't live together, he stays here sometimes, all weekend.

  Anyway, on Monday, he goes away, and I go back to my single life, until he shows up, I never take the first step ...

  There, it was a month ... It was in London…

  I have two friends, two women from my group and one of my college years, also single, actively seeking for one, the other two, like me, with my motto, to take life as it comes…

  My friends of the stronger sex, are either ex-lovers, but when we meet again, the passion has passed, remains the friendship, finally, me, I believe it ... The two or three others, working relationships, boys in search of love, who serve us as bodyguards ...

  My sex life is filled moderately, enough for my balance, and on days like today, I take it for the next month ...

  Ah, yes, I forgot, I am quite open to other experiences, women in particular, but I only browse with the cream, avoiding the vulgarity of the scenes of rupture, the night having passed ...

  No, I exaggerate ... sometimes it is a little more, but without living together, married woman, others in need of sex, and others divorced, that is all the same…

  All without age criteria, but more around mine for boys. And for the girls, a few ladies who came to have fun, in search of a conquest, pleasant experiences on vacation this summer ...

  Meetings

  You have known Rémy, an urban encounter, everyday life ...

  Some of these meetings were generated by the reserve of males from my workplace. Group meals, training, internal parties to facilitate staff reconciliation ...

  In short, nothing too frightening, car hugs, kisses in the movies, caresses on the go, and only two or three crossed my door, and the one in my room…

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p; Ah, I forgot a neighbor, when I moved in, a good electrician, I took advantage of it…

  His wife was absent, in this month of July…

  He hooked me up to the mailboxes, I told him about my recalcitrant bedside lamp, he came to see her…

  He enlightened me, then dazzled, I thanked him, I could see his anatomy and he saw mine ...

  in September, after two months without him, I took the elevator with his wife, it lacked salt ...

  she followed me into my kitchen to take a package ...

  I ' I added the pepper, and our afternoon got spicy ...

  She looked at the lamp in my room, I lit it, it shone, I loved it ...

  Since then, it went up several times, to recharge its batteries, she said ...

  Her husband had told her about the new neighbor, who was very pretty, not shy ...

  He had added, out of unconsciousness, that my interior was very welcoming ...

  So she waited for me at the bottom of the elevator, one day on RTT, to realize for herself ...

  I love these meetings, between people from same world.

  We have fun with the words, the look comes to help them, the conversation drifts, the gestures follow, we understand each other, we want each other, we undress, we make love, we make sex, we take the time, we enjoy, we come back to earth, we get dressed, say goodbye, maybe tomorrow ...

  Time flies, changes our roads ...

  Laurent, it is during a party at the office.

  Aperitif in the conference room, sweet and savory catered lunch, wines and lots of people…

  We discover new ones, we laugh under wraps, some wiggle a little too much, others show what they have to offer, and the most sober are married and faithful ... They leave first ...

  Some dances when the bosses have us left, jokes, we loose a little more ...

  We smoke outside, we come back to warm, then my eyes meet hers, and the conversation starts. He is beautiful, pleasant, comes from an agency, is not here often ...

  My heart is sinking, too bad, it's now or never ...

  We go out to cool, we are not the only ones, the view is pleasant, the lights are diffuse, I show him around my work environment, a small garden, he takes me in his arms, to let a couple pass ... Our lips are, the kiss is pressed, his belly too ...

  This thicket is ideal, in a discreet corner, his hands benefit ... A bench is occupied ...

  The noises become orgasmic, sighs, moans, panting, steamy ...

  We respect their privacy , I lean against an oak tree, it will do well ...

  It is unbearable, he plays with my nerves, his fingers made my pants slip! ...

  They penetrate me, I fly away, I have wings…

  The couple next to them reaches the clouds, I saw their face, I know it… But it's vague…

  We change position, arched against the tree, thighs apart, he pushes his cock in my molten pussy, kisses me with passion, taking my breasts between his palms ...

  I can not hold back a few groans ...

  They look at us ...

  She starts to enjoy, without the shadow of a discomfort ...

  He smashes me more beautiful, I enjoy in my turn hearing the groans, and my onomatopoeias punctuate his strokes ...

  After twenty minutes, I heard nothing , impaled by his cock, Laurent stripped me, and fucks me fiercely, he will make me scream with his huge cock plowing my cock ...

  He lifts me by the buttocks, I hold my neck, I feel that he will enjoy, I leave before him, trembling and delighted ... I am riveted to him ...

  Gently, he releases me ... I touch my feet on the ground, I feel his juices flow ...

  A handkerchief does the trick, the bench is deserted, too bad, I liked being shared with their eyes ...

  Back in the room, I rush into the toilet, make a face, and deal with the most urgent.

  Refreshed and dapper, I am about to go out to find my lover who must be waiting for me at the bar ...

  She is getting red, I'm just behind, she sees me, turns around ...

  Marlene, a former colleague, lost to follow ... Accounting or Commercial?

  She answers Compta, for almost 20 years, I have been working at the head office…

  We are chatting for a moment…

  We isolate ourselves, taking an empty table, when our conversation skews towards hot subjects…

  - Ah, yes, Patrick, the salesman with whom I flirted ... Occasions are rare, and I like speed, snitch, bitch, and goodbye ... And you?

  - A guy from an agency, Laurent, a new kid, but with experience ...

  - Oh, you make my mouth water, Lisa ... You see I'm naughty ... I like to blow myself up, without looking behind ...

  - There, you were comfortable, on your bench, lying down ... We were limited, I was in balance, when he became greedy ...

  - Oh, you are a poet in your spare time ... But I saw you , you liked what he did to you, do you like sex?

  - Yes, like you ...

  - Would you like mine? Now that I'm full, I love tender love.

  - I love everything in life, it's too short to miss an experience…

  She looks me in the eye…

  - I like you, Lisa…

  - You too…

  She didn't have her car having come with a neighbor in the afternoon, we didn't wait for our knights for an evening…

  As soon as in my car, she throw on me, all lips outside, and his hands in a row…

  I spread my thighs and his fingers do the rest, mine slide in his pants, wide ajar…

  A few groans, three kisses, we sink our desires… We flirt with delight, a little disheveled ...

  - Come, we're going to my place ... Can you stay for a while?

  - Yes, nobody is waiting for me ... What about you?

  - No one either, all weekend for you ...

  We drink delicious apple juice. She tells herself…

  She divorced last year, it's hard to start from scratch, we feel at fault, we want him, but not like the other ...

  She was too effaced, too in love, and conceded him a little too much freedom…

  3 years of pure happiness, then a first addict, discovered by chance…

  She saw it, face to face, she knew her, he did not disown her, and asked her forgiveness, that this was only her fault, an insane attraction, a desire for sex ...

  So she detached little by little, the spring was broken, until, a little like this evening, an occasion in a party of business, a little too watered…

  A whirlwind, beautiful heads, disguised advances, an innocent first contact, then a melee on the dance floor, and the desire which returns, which imposes itself, and which turns to undressing in order, on the beach , for a midnight swim with the third ...

  She ended up at his house until noon the next day, for a dream crash ...

  Her husband understood, he too had not come home all night, and not with the even ...

  My room is waiting for us, our clothes are flying away, and naked, entwined, we resume our roles ...

  Her pussy is all pink, a shaved delight, pear-shaped breasts, a very light belly, she does indoor sports, and we lick in 69 women, quartered for each other, vibrating our experiences, her clitoris swells, she goes into vocalizations when my fingers have it, filling her vagina ... She gives herself without reserve, in all positions, and we exchange our roles, to make me explode in my turn ...

  I obey his requests, we cross our thighs and rub our sexes to go crazy, enjoying together, by this lesbian act ...

  Then the variants arrive, I explore all its secrets, discover its preferences, the intimacy of its fantasies, I take a big toy and we take the form, vibrating, screaming, exploding our orgasms, until losing the north ...

  Her kisses ignite me, burning, stimulating and her lesbian caresses take me to paradise, she knows how to handle the dildo as much as the stimulator, here we are in parade, exchanging our positions, without asking permission, from sex to sex, she enjoy as much as I do, as strong and

  wanting more ... Exhauste
d after so much effort, entwined, delighted, I make him a coffee, and drink an orange juice, with a few cookies ...

  The sun wakes us up, I make a real lunch , she follows me step by step, caresses my chest, slides her fingers here and there, she is very tactile ... I like her appetite ...

  We are going to take a shower, we laugh, we caress each other, we make love again , standing, then sitting down, cat against cat, we get to enjoy…

  We make sextos, we send them on tweeter, we laugh because we only see our private parts, our shaved pubes, our shaved pussies, glistening with desire ...

  Marlene is a flower that you just have to pick, and it opens in your arms, like a butterfly, offering all its chalice ...

  She tested women a few months ago. She let herself be seduced, after several failed experiences, she liked tenderness, she liked sex, this complicity.

  She seeks love without prejudging sex, in total freedom ...

  Marlène leaves my life, after an intense night, almost without goodbye ...

  She writes me a little, dizzying emails, she still searches after a few months ...

  Then one evening, she rings, goes up for an aperitif, I'm alone at dinner, here we are, dressed for a trip to town…