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Sweet Sex 28

"Oh, God..." she sighed, her womanhood still holding me tightly. "God, I needed that... 

Slowly she reached back and took hold of her ass cheeks, spreading them and showing me her pink, puckered knot. 

"You know what to do, my love..." 

I lined up the head of my cock and teased it against her for several seconds before easing it in. She groaned as I pushed through and took me all the way to the hilt. I loved being in her ass, she was amazingly tight. Knowing she was wanting it hard and fast, I began sliding back and forth inside her with long, deliberate strokes, picking up the pace gradually. Lynn hissed and moaned, shivering in delight as I smacked her ass cheeks. 

"Yessssss," she said, grinding on me. "Wreck my ass, Michael. Oh, God..." 

I squeezed her cheeks and fucked her hard, watching her squirm and shudder beneath me. It didn't matter to me one whit if people were watching at this point. We could have been on a jumbotron in a sports stadium and I wouldn't have cared. Making Lynn cum until she forgot her own name was all that I cared about. I could feel my balls slapping against her pussylips while I fucked her, the water foaming and swirling around us. 

Lynn hissed and gritted her teeth as she ground back on me, matching my thrusts eagerly. We humped and writhed against one another, moaning and shuddering as we drove one another over the brink. Lynn cried out loudly, her ass clenching me ferociously as I came inside her, pumping thick ropes of my essence deep within. She slumped forward onto the edge of the tub, breathing heavily while I leaned down on top of her, reaching under to caress her breasts. 

"Wow," she sighed finally, rotating her neck. "That was great. And I can still feel you throbbing inside me." 

"I can still feel you pulsing around me," I replied, kissing and biting her shoulder, making her shudder. "I wish we were zillionaires, so we could just live in this hotel suite forever." 

"Mmmmmm, sounds like Heaven, my love." Lynn agreed, turning her head to look out our window. "God, I love this view. Think anyone saw us?" 

"One can only hope." I mused, kneeling up and caressing her ass as I slowly withdrew. There was a 'pop' as I pulled out and she shivered and giggled. We both sat down slowly into the churning water, relaxing. There was orange juice and champagne in the chiller attached to the side of the tub, so I took two flutes, opened the libations, and handed the woman I loved a mimosa. We sat in quiet contentment, sipping our drinks and our feet entwined and caressing. 

"I've no intention of checking out early," I mentioned, filling her glass again. "We'll stay until check-out time, and then go for brunch and then get your dress. After that, home." 

"Yup, home," she said, sounding very displeased. "This week went by way too quickly. It was utterly perfect, except for the fact that it's ending." 

She smiled at me slyly. "Well, that and the fact that we're not getting married." 

I caressed her foot between mine and sighed. "Don't remind me." 

We sat in silence for some time, relaxing and just enjoying being together. We'd finally finished off the champagne bottle and Lynn came over and sat in my lap, putting her arms around my neck. We kissed deeply and lovingly for several minutes, whispering how much we loved one another. I kissed her face and neck, her shoulders and her collarbone, all the while gently squeezing her magnificent breasts. 

Finally, she stood and pulled me up with her. "Gotta pee," she said quietly, taking me out of the tub and into the bathroom. She sat me down and spread my legs before plunking herself down on my lap. She giggled as we kissed, peeing against my cock and then settling closer to press against me and allow me to do the same. 

"We're like out-of-control teenagers," she said in my ear. "Being naughty and hoping we don't get caught. So many taboos we've broken together- watching one another pee, nearly fucking, fucking, falling in love..." 

"I wouldn't trade a thing," I answered before biting at the place where her neck and shoulder met, making her shiver. "I can't wait to take you in the shower and do things to you there, too." 

"It's like you can read my mind..." she purred as she sidled off me and then wiggled over to the shower. She turned on the water and stepped in, smiling at me wickedly and crooking her finger for me to follow. I joined her and held her close, kissing her lovingly while we danced in the middle of the spacious stall. Lynn smiled wickedly while drizzling shower gel over us and then using her body to great effect, squirming up and down my frame, especially with her tits. She massaged them around while cock while kissing and sucking at it, making me hard again. 

"You, madam, are an absolute succubus," I breathed as I looked down, watching her lips move back and forth along my shaft. She hummed and looked up at me while she sucked, holding her glorious breasts around my cock while she sucked. "Not that I'm objecting, mind." 

"Mmmm, didn't think you would," she purred as she stood slowly, stroking me gently with her fingers. How about you pin me against the wall, big man, and fuck me stupid?" 

Lynn trembled and bit her lip as I pressed her up against the wall and then reached under her, grabbing hold of her toned ass. I left her and she wrapped her legs around my waist. My throbbing manhood pressed to her waiting pussy and she gasped as I pushed deep inside her. Keeping hold of her, I began strongly pumping my hips against hers. Lynn moaned in pleasure, her fingernails grazing across my back. We kissed deeply while we fucked, the jets from the shower inundating us. She shuddered and cried out as she came, my name on her lips. 

"I love you so much," she whispered. "Oh, God, I'm so in love..." 

I held her against the wall, my face buried in her hair. My heart pounded against her, letting her know how I felt. Slowly, she climbed down and began washing me almost reverently. I returned the favour, lost in how beautiful she was. I was silently dreading the return home more and more. 

We exited the shower and dried one another off before slipping on plush robes. We sat in the living room on the couch, cuddled close. She smiled and kissed my nose. 

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Great Sex Stories 20

"So what was tonight's obfuscation?" I asked as I sat in the passenger's seat while Lynn drove. She had commandeered the Lexus, something that Carter normally drove. Lynn had seemed unusually confident, cheerful and poised during our last encounters. True, she was always confident in some manner, but the anger and hurt seemed to have gone out of her. She was enjoying her revenge on her cheating husband and seemed guilt-free. 

"I just flat-out lied and said I was meeting some of my fitness group for yoga." she replied easily. "Carter couldn't care less about that sort of thing. I'm guessing it means he'll have time to call his dumpy secretary and give her platitudes about bad sex. He objected initially to the Lexus being used, but I made some excuse about using it so I wouldn't be the one stuck driving everyone home and wasting gas money." 

"If he drives a Lexus, why is he worried about gas money?" I mused, making a wry face. "Makes no sense." 

"Well, we are well off, I guess, but Carter's a penny-pincher. The only thing he ever spends money on is this car, Travis' sports equipment or tickets to games." 

"And probably his dumpy secretary." I added. 

"Yeah, probably that too," she sighed. "After a little digging in our finances, I think he's actually paying for her apartment we found." 

I laughed. "Shit, you'd think he'd find her a better place than that dump in a slum. He can't think too much of her." 

"I dunno, Carter's weird," Lynn replied. "Keeping her there is cheap, meaning he can do other things for her if necessary, like buy her food and clothes and stuff." 

"I still don't get him, at all." 

"Neither do I, sport, but that's not my problem right now," she said, once again cheerful. "My problem is having the best damn affair anyone could ask for and getting my revenge." 

She now reached over and began massaging my cock through my jeans. "That being said, we're gonna violate the hell out of this Lexus tonight, okay?" 

"Music to my ears, Lynn..." I said, leaning back and enjoying the feel of her touching me. The sun had set and it was dark out, so no one could see us. "Where to?" 

"The docks, I think," she replied after a moment or two. "That one afternoon was very deep and touching for me, I'd like to try it again." 

I nodded and let her drive. The moon was hidden but the night was still warm. We drove out to the docklands, as far from civilization as possible. The spot we eventually decided on was not far from a small wildlife sanctuary and some wetlands. We parked the car and got out, walking around holding hands for a few minutes and listening to the sound of the river and the nearby animals. 

"Are you happy with our little arrangement, Michael?" she asked, looking at the sky as we walked. 

"Absolutely," I said, squeezing her hand. "It's more than I could ask for or deserve. Are you happy?" 

"Oh, definitely," she replied, smiling at me. "I just... have a weird subject to bring up." 

"Please, Lynn, go ahead," I said gently. "Remember we promised to not keep secrets about this." 

Lynn drew a deep breath. "I... I might have kissed one of my jogging buddies the other day and I have to admit, I kinda liked it." 

"Oh?" I mused nonchalantly. "I've got competition from another guy, eh?" 

"Oh, God, Michael no..." she said finitely and stopping to gaze into my eyes earnestly. "No, no, I promise you, nothing like that. Yes, I jog with guys occasionally, but this was a woman, a friend of mine. Her name is Xiong." 

I made a show of thinking. "Oh, isn't she the little Thai one I see running with you on occasion?" 

Lynn looked puzzled. "Yeah, that's her, I guess, but... how do you know she's Thai?" 

I shrugged. "She looks Thai, what can I say? Around here, Asians are either Hmong, Laotian or Thai and she looks Thai. Not to mention Hmong and Laotians are almost never named Xiong. Pretty much only ethnic Chinese and Thai are." 

"If you say so, sport," Lynn said, knowing better than to get my going on ethnic anthropology. "But the fact remains, I kissed her and it really turned me on. I had to get myself off almost immediately after she left." 

I laughed. "Naughty girl. Where did you do that?" 

Lynn sighed and took another deep breath. "And here's where it gets difficult. I... I kind of told her about you and I... about our little ritual and everything that has happened since. I showed her the spot behind the sheds where it all began and... well, she seemed to be happy for me and sort of giggly at the thought of what we did back there." 

"So she's a perv," I said, shrugging. "Then you kissed her?" 

"No, not exactly," Lynn said hesitantly. "I... we hugged after I had explained everything and she was getting ready to leave. She... kissed me on the lips, just a light kiss, but then we kissed again and then again. It's like we didn't want to stop but didn't dare get started either, you know?"