"Can I have some wine?" she asked, and I poured a glass and handed it to her as I gazed at the fascinating woman.
"What happened to you?" I asked, "Did you get shipwrecked or something?"
She giggled, "No nothing like that. I was with my partner, well.... not really my partner. We spent the whole day on the beach, getting each other sexually aroused. It was so exciting, trying to do it to each other, surrounded by so many people. Then his bloody wife phoned his mobile, and he got up and went, just like that! Bastard! So I opened the other bottle of wine, drank the lot, was so pissed that I walked into the sea, and must have blacked out. Then you found me."
"Glad I did, you could of drowned." I replied.
"Would you just come here and fuck me?" she said.
I was so taken by surprise. I didn't know what to say, she just kept looking at me, and ran her fingers over her nipples until they became erect. She then licked her finger and traced it down her body towards her perfectly trimmed brown pubic hair. She circled around her clit, then gently started to stroke it.
"Take your clothes off for me." she said in a silky voice.
I clumsily stood up, fumbled with my jeans, finally removed them and pulled my T-shirt off.
"Stop there!" she said.
And there I was standing in my pants, in front of this gorgeous woman who was playing with her self. It didn't make sense, it was like a dream sequence.
"I need to know if you are big enough for me?" She said. "Keep your pants on, and massage your cock through them."
I was already semi- erect, and did as I was told. She parted her cunt lips and inserted two fingers up as far as she could get them. With a soft moan she withdrew her fingers, and in the dim light I could see they were dripping wet with her juices. She held them up towards me.
"Come here and lick them."
I moved towards her fingers and inserted one into my mouth, and then the other, and sucked the juices off them. It was that hot horny honey taste, mixed with a slight flavour of the sea. She pulled the fingers out of my mouth, shoved four of them in to her cunt, and then they were all over my face, soaking me with her wetness.
"Go back to the corner." she commanded, "And keep playing with your cock."
I was fully erect now, and was bulging out of my pants, it was getting quite uncomfortable so I asked if I could take them off, with a slight nod of her head she agreed.
"Not bad." She said, "It's big, and fat too, looks like it could satisfy me. I want you to stand there and wank yourself slowly, but you are not to come."
She fiddled around in the storage cupboard and brought out a banana. She sat up with her back to the wall and lifted her feet onto the bench and spread her legs. Once again she put her fingers in herself , then wiped the juice all over the banana. Grasping it with two hands she plunged it into her cunt and started thrusting in and out. I stopped myself just in time from coming, and watched fascinated as the thrusts got quicker and more urgent. Her eyes were closed now and she was groaning louder and louder. With a scream she orgasmed, but didn't stop, and very shortly came again. Her body glistened with a light covering of perspiration. She shuddered, put her feet back down and returned her gaze to me, well my cock really.
"Is that pre-cum I see on the end of your superb cock?" she asked, "Bring it over to me." and I walked towards her.
She grabbed my balls and squeezed, then very tightly moved her fingers up and down my shaft forcing more pre-cum to the top. She then bent down and rubbed the top of my cock over one nipple, then the other one, and then sat back. I could see my wetness on her nipples.
"Get on your knees and suck it off me." she said.
I crouched down and tasted that familiar taste that all men know, but never admit to. As I licked off the last of my pre-cum from her nipples she stood up and parted her legs slightly, so her pubic hair was in line with my mouth. She pulled my head into her pussy, and I eagerly pushed my tongue into her wet slit. She held me there for a couple of minutes and started to shake as I put two fingers into her. As she came again she pushed my head down between her thighs, straddling my neck, and I could feel the juices splashing over the back of my head, until I was sopping wet.
She sat down on the bench, and slowly peeled the banana. She held her pussy lips open with one hand, and inserted the fruit until just the last bit showed.
"Eat!" she commanded, and I bent forward and started to eat.
Using her virginal muscles she pushed the banana out inch by inch until I'd devoured the lot.
She stood up and gestured for me to lie on the bench. She wriggled between my legs and started stroking my balls and throbbing cock. She used the palms of both her hands firmly up and down my shaft. Every now and again she moistened her hands from her still dripping pussy. Her beautiful breasts gently caressed my inner thighs. Each time I felt I couldn't hold back any longer she would suddenly encircle the base of my cock and squeeze hard preventing me from shooting my load. My balls were aching with the build-up.
"Now it's big enough for me!" she said.
I had to admit I'd never known it to be so hard and engorged. She turned around and straddled me, lowering her pussy to my mouth, and her lips to my cock. She took me in her mouth as I began to eat her cunt. I could feel her tongue stimulating my cock, and she gave me the slowest blow job ever. I could feel the eruption beginning to start and I tensed my legs and whole body longing for the release. She didn't speed up, just inserted my cock further into her throat. I tried to warn her that I was coming, but she couldn't hear me as she was grinding her pussy into my face. As I pumped spurt after spurt deep into her throat she moved faster, and once again my face was soaked with her ejaculations.
She turned round and sat up, looked at me and smiled as she wiped some cum off her lips, her hand held my still twitching cock.
"Now we fuck!" she said.
Breathlessly I said "I won't be able to just yet, you have to give me some time to recover." Although her hand was still massaging my cock, it was now flaccid.
"No problem." she said, and she stood up and went to the storage cupboard again.
She came back and sat between my legs grasping my tube of toothpaste in her hands. She unscrewed the cap and sucked toothpaste into her mouth. She went down on me again. Wow! The toothpaste caused a warm and very sensual warm tingling sensation, nearly burning. Within a few seconds I was stiff again.
She turned so her back was towards me and lowered her self on to my rigid cock. Using her hands for support, she pistoned hard up and down.
"This time we will come together!" she said.
As I felt that I was about to come I shouted "Now! Fucking come now!"
She moved faster and faster, and screamed as she came. I could feel her juices cascading over my balls and thighs, and I ejaculated hard deep inside her. She moaned and laid back, I was still inside her, and we cuddled up spoon like. I stroked her hair, and her back, and in that position we fell asleep.
I awoke a few hours later as dawn was beginning to break. That was some dream I thought to myself. I went to put the gas ring on and stood on something on the floor, it was my toothpaste. As I bent to pick it up I noticed a bra and knickers by the door. As the previous nights memories flooded back I realised it was not a dream. I opened the door and looked up and down the deserted beach. She was gone, that fantastic mysterious sex goddess had disappeared, I didn't even know her name. But she left me with an experience I will never forget.
Je t'aime
The sun shone brightly in the deep azure sky. A light, warm breeze pushed white, puffy clouds lazily across the horizon. The same breeze caused the ocean of grasses to ripple around the two as they walked hand in hand down the narrow path, the tan wicker basket rocking gently in his grasp.
Her long hair cascaded in an auburn shower around her shoulders, pushed lightly behind her by the breeze. Her eyes glowed brightly as she gazed at her love, smiling as if to light the universe. She admired
how he looked in his tan Dockers and crisp white shirt. He looked perfect with his short, always-neat hair and nicely trimmed goatee. When he caught her looking, he flashed a warm smile and winked one of his twinkling, hazel eyes. Flooded by the rush of love and affection radiating from just his brief glance, she melted right on the spot while absentmindedly fingering both her own and his wedding ring.
***
This was the first weekend they'd had alone together in several weeks and they were determined to set the stresses of everyday life aside and just cherish each other's company.
He'd started planning for this day the moment he learned that the kids wouldn't be around, secretly gathering special "ingredients" to help make the day more special than those they'd had recently.
After waking quietly before her and surreptitiously hiding a picnic basket in the back of their sedan, he prepared a breakfast of French toast and bacon along with a pot of freshly ground coffee. After placing all of these on a tray with a single red rose in a glass bud vase, he made his way into their bedroom where she lay sleeping.
Kissing her softly, he gently woke her. As she started to grouse and complain, he placed a finger on her lips, shushing her by saying, "I have a plan for us today. Will you trust me on this one?" Seeing the spark in her husband's eyes, she nodded with a quizzical expression on her face.
Pulling out a black silk scarf, he smiled, saying, "I want you to wear this until I take it off of you. I made you coffee as well as breakfast and will be more than happy to feed it to you after this is on."
She closed her eyes and smiled softly as she nodded, "I love you, honey."
Grinning, he replied quietly while tying the scarf in place, "Je t'aime, my love."
She heard him start the water in the bathtub before he returned with her breakfast. She savored the aroma and the flavor as he fed her, giggling sweetly when he accidentally dripped syrup or coffee down her chin and onto her breasts, necessitating that he clean her quite thoroughly using only his lips and tongue.
After breakfast was finished, he returned the tray to the kitchen and turned off the water in the tub. Returning to the bedroom he licked her lips clean as he took her soft hands in his and led her to the bathroom, assisting her into the steaming tub. The blindfold remained in place as she luxuriated under his gentle touch. Amazingly enough, she even remained relaxed while he shaved her legs and washed her hair. Although she was a little disturbed by the blindfold until he untied it in back, leaving it over her eyes, in order to finish her hair. She did, however, respect his wishes and kept her eyes closed.
After drying her off with an oversized, fluffy, white towel, he carefully applied her makeup. Having studied her numerous times, he could do her makeup almost as perfectly as she. After finishing her hair and face, he permitted her to inspect his work and make any touch-ups she deemed necessary, of which, there were few. Then, much to her surprise, he pulled out another silk scarf, this time white. With a smile on her face, she lifted her hair out of the way while he again secured her eyes from light.
He led her naked to the bedroom and sat her on the bed. He ignored her questions as he selected and put on his attire. Finally acknowledging her, he asked, "So do you trust me to dress you too?"
Chuckling, she replied, "After seeing how you dress yourself, I'm not sure I should, although it would seem that I don't have much choice in the matter at this point."
She could hear his smile in the warmth of his voice, "Darling, you always have a choice. If you'll just indulge me a little while longer, I promise you that you won't be disappointed with the results."
While she tried to think of a suitable sarcastic remark, she listened to him walking around the room rustling clothes, opening and closing doors and drawers. She opened her mouth to ask a question, but was quite pleasantly surprised to feel his soft lips against hers. "Stand up, please," he whispered.
She rose, his lips still against hers, his tongue tracing slow, languid, erotic circles around the inside of her mouth. As she moaned softly into his mouth, he raised her arms above her head, making sure that his hands never left her creamy, supple skin.
Her knees weakened and she sighed softly as he broke their kiss and brought a light, short-sleeved sundress down over her head and arms. He kissed her tenderly and then knelt at her feet, slipping on a pair of sandals, which matched the dress perfectly.
She cleared her throat quietly several times before saying, "Um, honey? Don't you think you're forgetting something?"
His voice filled with genuine curiosity, he replied, "What do you mean, my love?"
"I believe that you have forgotten quite an important part of my wardrobe."
"Like what? What did I forget?"
"I generally wear a bra and panties when I dress myself."
He laughed loudly, "I realize that, love, but no, I did not 'forget' them. You won't be needing them today, but if it would make you feel better, I would be just thrilled to bring them along."
"What do you mean 'bring them along? ? Where are we going? I am not going anywhere like this," her voice beginning to express not just a little bit of fear and panic.
He placed his arms around her soothingly, "Darling, you trusted me enough to marry me. You trusted me enough to be a father to our children. You trusted me enough to take care of you all. Trust me today. I will allow nothing to harm you in any way."
"But going out in public like this? I'm sure people will be able to see right through this dress," she said, judging the weight of the fabric.
"Only if they stare very closely will anyone be able to see anything. And then, they'd only be able to see your nipples. Nothing more."
"Kiss me again."
Cupping her angelic face lovingly in his warm, soft hands, he brushed her lips lightly against hers. "You have my word that nothing will happen today that you don't want or allow. Okay?"
Stealing another kiss, she said, "Go ahead, Honey."
She could hear the smile in his voice, "Well then, let's go."
He led her out the door of their home. Waiting patiently while listening to him lock the door, she savored the warmth of the sunlight as it bathed her body with its soothing rays. He took her carefully by the arm and guided her to the car and assisted her into the passenger seat.
She sat patiently as they drove, trying to calculate where they were headed based on the turns. He smiled, "I'm not taking any direct route in case you're trying to guess what our destination is. Just continue to indulge me, we'll be there soon."
Trying her best to sound annoyed, she sighed and replied, "Fine."
When the vehicle finally stopped nearly an hour later, he assisted her out of the car and took her by the left elbow. His skin was quite warm and soothing. Giving her a quick peck on the cheek, he whispered softly in her ear, "Let me guide you, my love."
She heard a door open after a short walk and realized as they entered that they were in a shopping center. "This is just nuts, hon. I am not walking through here like this," she stated firmly, referring to the silk blindfold still securely in place.
"I promise you we won't be here very long, sweetheart. You're doing just fine. If it's any consolation, this is not somewhere we normally shop and it is well out of our neighborhood."
As they turned into a store she heard him ask, "Is it ready yet?"
"Yes, Sir, it is," came the reply from a feminine voice. "Would you like for me to wrap it up for you?"
"I don't think that will be necessary, thank you," he replied. She startled a little bit as he released her arm, the place where he had touched her feeling empty. "I'm still here, Love," he said from behind her, "Please lift your hair out of the way."
As she complied, she felt something slide across her neck, a weight resting against her chest. Reaching her free hand up to touch it, she felt a small, hard pendant-like object resting at the end of a chain. "Honey? What is this? What's it for?" she asked.
Moving in front of her, he took her
gentle hands in his. Kissing her soft, supple lips tenderly, he replied, "It's a necklace with an emerald nestled in a ring of diamonds. And it's for everything you do that makes my life such a joy. It's for being the perfect wife and a wonderful mother. It's for being you."
Beaming, she threw her arms around him and kissed him, thanking him.
She could hear how pleased he was in his response, "Well, hon, we're still not done. We've got one more place to go. Ready?"
She kissed him again and nodded, extending her arm so he could lead her to the car. Again they drove for a while, but this time she didn't even bother to try to figure out where they were headed. She just sat and fiddled with the pendant that she had yet to see.
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