1. The Plain Girl Chapter 5 Whitewater Rafting


    Date: 1/5/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: xreynolds, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    would let her self go. Once that was settled, every trace common sense was “poooof” gone. Before the elevator was half way to the top she was unhinged. She would have liked to strip him naked right there. But when she became so unglued, there was also a radical change in her disposition. As much as she had to be in control otherwise, when truly aroused, she wanted to be totally controlled, she wanted to be swept away to someplace that she would never have the nerve or ability to get to on her own. She never did anything part way. Once the elevator reached the top, the doors opened and remained open, but neither of them seemed to notice. “Maybe we should keep moving,” Chuck finally suggested. “I suppose,” she replied. “We can’t keep the car all night. Can we?” “Well, actually… we could. But I have a better idea,” Chuck replied. Karla was surprised that in spite of her rapture and the intensity of the moment, all they had been doing was exchanging kisses. He was a great kisser! Still clutching each other, they took a step into a very short corridor that revealed only two suite doors at either end. As he reached around to pick up the things Karla had dropped to the floor Chuck said, “Definitely fewer people here.” In three steps they were through the door of the suite, and with not too many more, into the bedroom. Ready at the bedside was another magnum of champagne. Without regard for ceremony, Chuck removed the cork and poured her a glass. Karla really didn’t want any more ...
    champagne. But she didn’t want a glass in her hand either, so she drained it and tossed it on a chair. Nor did she want to be standing, even if she was in his arms. She didn’t want to be dressed. But, most of all, she didn’t want to be in control. Her wanting grew, and control was just an obstacle to its increasingly inflamed scope. He guided her to the bed, and as she felt her head come to rest there, she was relieved that she wouldn’t even have to keep herself upright any more. The rich Champagne had totally taken over. It released a passion that began to take hold of her. His touch was like a powerful narcotic. All she knew now was his touch. She forgot about everything except what was rising up in her, drawn up and out by his caresses and gentles kisses. Now on her neck; just below her ear; now across her collar, his tongue slid down across the breast that he carefully exposed as he drew away her black camisole. Her nipple swelled to explode between his lips and teeth. His touch was all she longed for. She became completely absorbed in her craving. More was all she wanted. Wanting more is what she became. She had never known such a touch. Her only wish was that this would not stop. She poured herself into the anticipation of where he would bring her in the next moment. As his soft strong fingers peeled back her blouse and slowly worked their way down and across her taught stomach, her clitoris already started to ache with expectation. She felt it swell and pulse. Somehow, as ...
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