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[OC] An Illicit Encounter Part 2

As she engulfed him into her mouth, her tongue sliding and rolling along his shaft, she heard the whoosh of the belt and felt the sharp sting of the leather against her soft cheek. “One!” he said. She could feel his hips begin to undulate as she worked her mouth on his shaft.

She grunted as the second swat landed on her other cheek. She relished the sting and the beginnings of a warm sensation on her skin.

“Ten, only ten, I wish it were twenty” she thought to herself. Each swat brought a sting and a delicious spreading warmth and caused her to grab his ass with her hands and drive him into her mouth. She relished in the sensations of the warmth on her ass, the cock in her mouth and the sounds of intense pleasure from him.

By the tenth blow, she panted air through her nose and whimpered with delight. She wondered if she could orgasm just from this. Through all of this, his body reacted with increasing fervor, seeking its own release from the magic she unleashed with her tongue and lips. Panting and breathing hard, he pulled himself away from her, his cock glistened in the lamplight. With a labored breath he said “My turn.” She turned her head and he saw her wicked smirk as she licked her lips. Read more »

[OC] An Illicit Encounter

Before the room’s door was even half closed, they were in each other’s arms. Propriety had been abandoned at the front door to the hotel. Here for these short moments, in this room, depravity and wickedness rule. Their tongues finding each other, began dueling with passion. They fumbled at buttons as lust and want pounded in their chests. He slid his shoes off, where they went, they’d find them later.

“Please, let me” he said.

She dropped her arms to her side as he began to undo the few remaining buttons holding her dress together. Each button undone revealed more of her pale skin and lacy demi bra. With the last button done, he slowly slid the light dress from her shoulders.

“My turn” she said with a smirk, stopping him from reaching around to continue his quest. She quickly undid the few remaining buttons on his shirt and quickly removed it, tossing it aside. His tee shirt similarly found itself tossed to the side. She ran her hands down his chest, his nipples hardening under her touch. She reached down and began to unbuckle his belt. The leather that would see use later, she laid on the bed. She was certain of that. He would never deny her that. She popped the button on his jeans, hooked her thumbs in the sides and slid them down. As the jeans descended, she could see his cock was swelling, waiting for her to make it her own plaything. Read more »

[OC] An Illicit Encounter Part 2

As she engulfed him into her mouth, her tongue sliding and rolling along his shaft, she heard the whoosh of the belt and felt the sharp sting of the leather against her soft cheek. “One!” he said. She could feel his hips begin to undulate as she worked her mouth on his shaft.

She grunted as the second swat landed on her other cheek. She relished the sting and the beginnings of a warm sensation on her skin.

“Ten, only ten, I wish it were twenty” she thought to herself. Each swat brought a sting and a delicious spreading warmth and caused her to grab his ass with her hands and drive him into her mouth. She relished in the sensations of the warmth on her ass, the cock in her mouth and the sounds of intense pleasure from him.

By the tenth blow, she panted air through her nose and whimpered with delight. She wondered if she could orgasm just from this. Through all of this, his body reacted with increasing fervor, seeking its own release from the magic she unleashed with her tongue and lips. Panting and breathing hard, he pulled himself away from her, his cock glistened in the lamplight. With a labored breath he said “My turn.” She turned her head and he saw her wicked smirk as she licked her lips. Read more »

[OC] An Illicit Encounter – Part One

Before the room’s door was even half closed, they were in each other’s arms. Propriety had been abandoned at the front door to the hotel. Here for these short moments, in this room, depravity and wickedness rule. Their tongues finding each other, began dueling with passion. They fumbled at buttons as lust and want pounded in their chests. He slid his shoes off, where they went, they’d find them later.

“Please, let me” he said.

She dropped her arms to her side as he began to undo the few remaining buttons holding her dress together. Each button undone revealed more of her pale skin and lacy demi bra. With the last button done, he slowly slid the light dress from her shoulders.

“My turn” she said with a smirk, stopping him from reaching around to continue his quest. She quickly undid the few remaining buttons on his shirt and quickly removed it, tossing it aside. His tee shirt similarly found itself tossed to the side. She ran her hands down his chest, his nipples hardening under her touch. She reached down and began to unbuckle his belt. The leather that would see use later, she laid on the bed. She was certain of that. He would never deny her that. She popped the button on his jeans, hooked her thumbs in the sides and slid them down. As the jeans descended, she could see his cock was swelling, waiting for her to make it her own plaything. Read more »

[OC] The Window

Catherine wearily opened the door to her hotel room and trudged in and flicked on a light. It was a long day on the convention floor, meeting with prospective clients, handing out brochures, and networking, the never-ending networking. She was looking forward to standing under the spray of a hot shower and washing away the stress and strain of the day.

“One more day,” she thought to herself. She dropped her bags on the bed and slipped her flats off. She absently unbuttoned the cuffs of her pale gray blouse and began to pop the buttons holding it together. Sitting down on the edge of the queen size bed, her attention was caught by lights shining through her half opened curtains. Looking out her window at a brightly lit room on a floor slightly lower than hers, she saw a younger couple, lying nude and locked in a passionate embrace. For a moment, a brief moment, she thought to look away. For a slightly longer moment, she feared they might see her. But those thoughts fled her mind as she became mesmerized by the couple and the passion that they both seemed to radiate. The man had dark brown hair and his lover had a mane of long blonde locks. Read more »

[OC] Vacation Fun

Mark and Catherine relaxed on chaise lounges by the huge pool of a resort on the Gulf Coast. It was their first vacation of the year and after dealing with the winter doldrums and their hectic work schedules, they needed an escape from reality. Mark had his headphones on, listening to music streaming from his phone while Catherine simply soaked up the spring sunshine. Mark’s typical board shorts were offset by Catherine’s not quite conservative but definitely not risqué, light red bikini.

While the pool wasn’t crowed, they did enjoy watching people as they passed by, their eyes shielded by their sunglasses. To some, holding hands wasn’t unusual, but for Mark and Catherine, holding hands also allowed them to play a game of theirs, “Would You?” The rules were simple, if either squeezed the others hand, the other had to reply if the person passing by was “doable”. One tap of a finger was yes, two taps, no. The game had, in the past, led to some astounding adventures for them.

Playing the game had also revealed that Catherine was quite interested in women of all shapes, sizes, colors. Her interests were almost as varied as Marks. Catherine however, had never had an opportunity to explore her interests for one reason or another. Read more »