My pussy was still wet and I felt it against my thighs as I took a slow stroll back to the elevator. I pushed the button and wait patiently as it makes its way back down. I was still coming off my high from the bar and the thrilling thoughts made me smile. An intoxicating smell permeated my nose and I felt a presence behind me. This person stood rather close to me and I refuse to turn and acknowledge. The all glass elevator finally made it’s way and the doors opened. I step in, he stepped in behind me. To my surprise, the man from the bar must have left as I walked out. My heart started to pound and I was nervous. I didn’t make eye contact and stood motionless. As the doors closed, I felt him move closer to my neck. He whispered in my ear, “I want you”, while his hand made it’s way straight under my shirt, to my very wet pussy. I couldn’t help but part my legs a bit. His fingers felt like they knew me. It seemed like the elevator was going in slow motion. I moaned out, wanting more of him. When I heard the elevator ding, the doors opened and I stepped out towards my room. I heard his foot steps faintly behind me. Was he going to stop at my room and join me? I pressed my key card against the door and as it opened, his voice called out, “can I join you”? I walked into my room and I gladly allowed him to enter. As soon as he entered, he picked me up and walked me to the bathroom counter. He placed my ass on the cold counter and dropped to his knees. He wasted no time and started to lick my clit with strong and long strokes. I grabbed the back of his head and started to grind on his face. I needed to feel him deep inside of me. The intense passion between us was overwhelming. I could have orgasmed all over his tongue, but I want his cock. First words I’ve spoken since leaving the bar, “fuck me” and he gladly obliged. Pulling his cock from his pants, it was hard, long and thick. Beautiful to my eyes. I can see the precum already on his tip. He pulled me forward, grabbing my legs and stretching them over my head, touching the mirror. I gave him full access to my sweet pussy. I was so wet and ready to take him deep in me. He rubbed the tip of his cock against my lips and I opened up like a flower. His long shaft went all the way in my pussy. He exhaled in ecstasy. His hands held a tight grip on my outer thighs and started to pound me. Each stroke harder and deeper than the last. I needed him to punish my pussy and that’s exactly what he did. I dug my nails into his back and pulled him closer. I felt his cock grow harder inside me. My clit was so sensitive and swollen that every time he pulled out, I was closer to exploding. His strokes soon became slower and more calculated. The feeling was so intense that I bit down on his arm and let myself explode all over his cock. As I orgasmed, my pussy gripped his cock, making him cum hard. His cock was pulsating so much inside me and as I felt his cum filling me, he leaned in and kissed me with such passion. He pulled his wet cock out of me, smiled and walked directly out the door. My mystery man remained a mystery as I never even got his name.
I opened the door to my hotel room and couldn’t wait to get out of my stuffy business clothes. We have conference meetings all week long, which makes for long days and even longer nights. I needed a nice drink and to relax. I unpacked my bag and found something a bit more comfortable. I slid my pants off my ass and let my panties follow to the floor. Unbuttoning my blouse and exposing my bare breast, I stand and marvel at my naked body. Touching the contours of my body was turning me slightly on; I knew I needed to have that drink. I put on a denim button shirt that went just below the edge of my ass cheeks and my brown mid-calf boots. I neglected panties or any type of leggings, in part, it felt sexy and it was also after 9pm on a Monday. So not that many people should be out. The bar was pretty empty and dimly lit, perfect for my evening attire. I took a seat at the far end of the bar and asked the lonely bartender for a simple long island ice tea. Looking around the room I see a couple sitting at a booth not to far behind me and a gentleman at the other end of the bar. The dim lighting made my visible ass not so visual to the couple behind me. I was still turned on and being barely naked didn’t help my heightened sexual urges. I hadn’t finished my drink when the bartender brings me another, smiles and states, its from the mystery man on the other end of the bar. I gesture with a nod and smile with appreciation. The light was perfectly set upon him and I made out his chiseled chin. Making my way down his body with my eyes, I trace the outline of him. He was definitely something to desire. I noticed how the lights sat upon my top and slightly showed my thighs to the curve of my ass. I spread my legs a bit as the thoughts to seduce him from across the room started to play out. I took a sip of my drink, which had so much flavor it started to make me feel warm. Once our eyes connected, I started to run my hand down my neck and slowly unbuttoning my shirt. I slid my hand inside and started to massage my breast. His eyes followed so I unbuttoned a few more and exposed my naked breast to him and anyone else who dared to watch. I gently glided my hand over my breast and start to caress my nipple. His eyes never leaving my breast, I felt my pussy getting wet. He couldn’t hide his large smile and I had this overwhelming desire to touch my pussy. Without a care of being caught, I parted my legs so he could directly see my pussy and I let my hand work its way down my inner thigh. I ran my fingers over all my wetness from this irresistible foreplay. His eyes seemed to be piercing through my soul. I leaned back just enough that I could force my fingers inside me, the lights showed my open shirt and naked breast to him. I gasp in ecstasy, needing to fuck myself. Sliding my wet fingers in and out of my pussy, I softly fingered and massaged my swollen clit just hard enough not to be caught. Moving my hips back and forth, I felt the wetness of my pussy on the leather chair. Wanting my fingers to go deeper, I bit my bottom lip to muffle my moans and grabbed the bar with my other hand. I want to cum! I threw caution out the window as I began banging my pussy harder and harder until I let myself explode, never taking my eyes off him. Heart pounding and a bit dizzy, I took in a deep breath to calm myself down and downed the remainder of both drinks. I totally forgot about the couple behind me and wondered if they caught the show I gave. Without buttoning my shirt back up, I got up, wetness running down my thighs and walked towards my mystery man. I rub my very wet fingers over his lips, thanked him for my drink and walked back to my room. This is definitely going to be an exciting week.
Our friends invited us to huge barbeque and pool day which we often do during the summer. My husband wore just his swim trunks and t-shirt. I decided to surprise him with a white, short summer dress, no bra and no panties. Getting there and greeting everyone, I noticed how crowded the house was and full of new faces. Making our way through the crowd, I make my way over to my husband’s best friend and give him a caressing hug. His wife and him are throwing the party and we have been friends for years now. His friend and I have always been attracted to each other, but never really acted on it. I kissed my husband as he mingled with the crowd and made my way over to get a drink. Looking around at everyone, I noticed his friend kept staring at me. Maybe it was the cute little dress that gave hints of my perky nipples. Licking my lips, I smile his way, wondering in my mind if we could ever sneak away with all these people around and just straight out, fuck! Walking towards me, I noticed the bulge in his shorts very prominently. As he passed by me, he leaned in and whispered, “follow me”. I felt a tingle between my legs and followed. I saw my husband I give him a little wave as he continued to mingle. He returned my wave, smiled and continue his conversation. Turning and heading towards the side of the house was their bedroom. As I come through the door he was standing with his cock out and very hard. I walked over to their bed, bent over and lifted my dress. He came up behind me and guided his raw cock inside me. Placing his hands around my waist, he slowly stroked my pussy. Sliding his cock in and out as I arch my back to accept him deeper inside me. The harder his thrusts, the more I move up and down on his cock. Begging him to cum all over my ass, he starts banging and pounding harder and I can feel him getting closer. I pushed back, unwilling to let his cock free. I felt him cum deep inside me. His cum filling my pussy. A few more thrust and I came all over his cock. Pushing his cock out and cum falling to the floor. He got dressed and quickly rejoined the party. His cum running out of me, I find my husband and tell him to finger me.
Seeing him at work always made my days just a little bit better. We had only spoken a few words in passing from time to time, but that was enough to completely draw me in. What he did to me and all the dirty thoughts that play in my head were suppose to stay forbidden, since we were both married and not to each other. On this particular day, seeing him made something come over me and I had an overwhelming urge to feel him inside me. I never stalked him but I knew he always held phone conferences on Wednesdays. Today was that day. He was alone and no one rarely interrupted him. I noticed him as he went pass my cubicle into a nearby conference room. The room wasn’t big but had a huge frosted glass window from floor to ceiling overlooking the entire production floor. I could see his silhouette settling in from behind the glass. As I sat there watching him, the possibility of him rejecting me never crossed my mind. I had on a little black dress with no panties and thought maybe I already had this planned in my subconscious. I wanted him and my desire was so strong that I placed a finger in my pussy to feel how wet my thoughts had gotten me. Giving him a few more minutes to settle, I could feel my heart start to pound. I stood up and looked around to see everyone still busy working. Voices speaking in telephones and faces buried in computer screens, I made my way to his door. I lightly tapped on the door and stuck my head in. The door had no lock and could easily be swung open by anyone walking by. He motioned for me to come in as he was standing, listening to a voice from the speaker phone. I closed the door behind me and I took a deep breath. I didn’t say a single word as I looked at him. I knew exactly what needed to be done. With my heart racing, it was now or never. The fantasied passion I had for him and twitching between my legs over took me. I walked up to him with a very devilish little smile on my face and still without words, placed my hands on his chest. I kept my eyes on his curious face and I slowly ran my hands down his body and to his belt. He didn’t stop my hands or his stares as I undid his belt buckle and dropped to my knees. With his eyes fixed on me, I heard him clear his throat and say, “I’m going to call you back.” He stood there motionless, looking down at me, now with his own devilish smile. I unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. Admiring his enormous cock as it sprang out inches from the mouth that was going to suck it for the first time. Knowing we could get caught at any moment turned me on even more and I could feel the wetness dripping down my parted legs. With both my hands on his thighs, I took him in my mouth, licking his shaft from the tip down to his balls. His hands move down to the top of my head, guiding my mouth back and forth as he controlled every stroke he gave me. Savouring the taste of his precum, I knew I excited him. Taking him out of my mouth, I stood up on my toes and kissed him long and hard. He grabbed me and pushed me up against the window. My breasts were smashed and my hands were spread apart. Kneeling down he lifted my dress up slightly past my ass cheeks and opened my legs. He did not hesitate as he placed his tongue deep into my pussy. I couldn’t help but let out a semi, loud moan. He was much better than I had ever imagined. He licked and sucked and licked and sucked. He enjoyed the taste of me. I could hear him slightly moaning as he stood up and I suddenly felt his raw cock enter me. Pressing me against the glass as he stroked his cock in me harder and deeper. He leaned into me with a thrust and said, “you want to be a bad girl and throw yourself at me. Now I will punish you”. Holding his hand slightly around my neck, he methodically thrusts harder, banging me up against the glass. I was afraid of being heard but didn’t stop as he took his other hand and pushed his thumb in my ass. Fucking my ass with his finger and pounding my pussy simultaneously, I can’t help but cum all over him. He whispered, “holy fuck!” and began biting down on my neck when he came deep inside my pussy. Laying against my back and me still pressed against the glass, his spent cock glistening from my wet pussy. He kisses my neck as I feel his cum sliding down my thighs. We are both brought back when we hear a sound from the speaker phone. Realising the voice from the other end never hung up.
Alone and naked. Standing in front of my wardrobe mirror admiring the way it captures every curve and outline of my body. I ran my fingers across my neck to my shoulders. Down my torso to my thighs. My round ass peeking from behind to my lightly painted toes. I loved the woman standing before me and I had an overwhelming desire to please myself. Running my hands over my breast, gliding them slowly over my nipples. Tenderly circling each one, I instantly became aroused. My hands creeping down my stomach, parting to my inner thighs. Rubbing dangerously close to my pussy, I feel wet juices down my legs. I didn’t want to fuck myself tonight, but I wanted to cum. The swollen clit in the mirror would take me there. Running my delicate fingers over my mound and towards my clit; my body starts to shake. Staring through the mirror was like foreplay for me. Watching this desirable woman part her legs just enough as she reached her desire spot on her clit. We began to rub. I close my eyes and use the wetness from my pussy to massage myself. I open my eyes to see her two fingers rubbing, circling and rubbing more. My heart pounds from my throbbing clit and I’m going to cum. Moaning out in ecstasy, I mirror her movements until I can’t take anymore. Biting down on my lower lip, I let my body release. Licking my fingers, I watch in the mirror as her pulsating pussy releases cum onto the floor. A dirty little fantasy all of my own.