1. Sex Lives of the Super Wealthy


    Date: 5/16/2017, Categories: Fiction, Bestiality, Consensual Sex, Voyeurism, Author: doll1, Rating: 91.8, Source: sexstories.com

    mouth, but they did, and I would not take them back. He backed me up against a tree and we made passionate love standing up. I loosened my blouse and bared my breasts. He tore at my belt and jeans like a man possessed. His cock felt so good, so right and our passions so real, that we gave no thought as to what we were doing. I orgasmed repeatedly. He practically lifted me off the ground with each thrust. It seemed so raw, so necessary to screw like this. Our pent-up desire drove both of us on without reason. When he finally blew his orgasm into me I felt like all the power and purpose this man controlled was being pumped into me. So that is how our affair started. We began to meet pretty regularly after that and each time our passion seemed stronger than the time before. It was easy for him to get away to New York City. He always was being called somewhere to deal with some business issue. An overnight in town was a common thing for him anyway. I had to wait until Ryan was occupied with his concerns, and then I’d make some excuse about a fashion design appointment in the city. Simon was not a simple man. Neither was he cheap. One of the first times we spent the night together was at the penthouse of one of the taller hotels. This room must have cost thousands per night. We ate out at the finest place in town and eventually wound up making passionate love in one of the grandest room available. This room was somewhere above the eightieth floor. We were completely naked and ...
    rolling around on a luxurious Persian rug. We were right in front of a floor to ceiling window. The lights were dimmed making the night time city view spectacular. Suddenly he urged me to stand up. We locked in a passionate kiss and Simon started pushing me closer to the window. I stiffened reflexively as my back touched the cool glass. He then turned me around and pushed me face-first against the glass. Now, I’m not afraid of heights necessarily, but being pushed naked right up to a clear panel of glass, eight-hundred feet above the ground will certainly perk up a girl’s nipples. Every nerve in my body came alive. I was scared, breathless and extremely turned-on. Simon gently entered me from behind and gently started stroking. His cock remained rock solid as his thrusts increased. His hips began bumping against my ass. As his intensity increased I started to feel the glass panel beginning to flex. My stomach began to turn and my head started spinning, probably from lack of oxygen. My short breaths weren’t enough to sustain me. My fear of the glass panel breaking intensified with each thrust. Simon lifted my arms above my head and pressed my palms out flat on the bouncing glass. I could just picture the newspaper headlines the following morning, describing how two randy lovers plunged to their deaths still connected. Yeah, but they would die with a smile on their faces I thought to myself. I had to simply trust that Simon knew just how much this widow would take, or maybe he ...
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