1. Games Lovers Play


    Date: 8/25/2015, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: Will_greybeard, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    We are so much in love, in spite of being what others would call just an ordinary couple; no longer in the first flush of youth - well, to be perfectly honest, closing in on middle age. One thing Anne and I have always had is a sense of the playful, which has made us eager lovers, and content with each other and our marriage. While our lovemaking has always been good, Anne has become pretty much the playful flirt and slut at times, adding excitement beyond the everyday. Now that the children have grown up and left home, we have cast off the last of the foolish inhibitions of our youth, and learned to play in new and most exciting ways. Although we have no desire to swing with other people, in recent years we have discovered that we both have an exhibitionist streak. I particularly enjoy allowing other people to get teasing glimpses of Anne's delicious charms, and we get an even greater thrill from knowing that others might catch a glimpse of us making passionate love. One of our favorite things is to register in a nice hotel room for a night. After booking in, and taking our bags up to the room, we go back downstairs and walk into the lobby, my hand around her waist, the picture of a normal respectable couple. On these occasions, I love Anne to wear a short little skirt and thigh high lacy top stockings, but no panties. The very knowledge of her bareness makes me half-hard the entire evening. As we look for the way to the bar, I will move my hand down to stroke her bottom, ...
    rubbing it up and down, which makes her skirt ride up, revealing the soft smooth flesh at the tops of her thighs. It is exciting to see the other men and women in the lobby nudging one another as they look at our teasing, and our obvious inability to remain circumspect until we get to our room. But we don't care, and hope it inflames them with a little of the lust that we feel. When we get into the bar, we like to find one of those bistro type tables with the high stools. Sitting down opposite one other, I reach across the table to hold Anne's hand. She looks so deliciously sexy. We order two glasses of a single malt whisky, and never taking our eyes off one another, we begin to think with one mind of the wonderful things we want to be doing to each other. The waiter brings our drinks, and we silently toast each other, both of us tingling with desire. Reaching across the table I undo two buttons of Anne’s sheer white blouse, and since she hasn't bothered with a bra, I can see her cleavage, and glimpses of her pink little nipples and darker pink aureoles. She parts her legs a little, and as her skirt has ridden up, anyone who is looking will catch tantalizing flashes of her pussy lips, which are swelling and moistening as I look into her eyes. When we have finished our drinks we decide it is time to go to our room. As we walk to the lift, she tells me that it feels delicious to walk with her wet pussy dripping her juices onto her thighs. Once we get to our room, which is on the ...
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