1. Primal Urge


    Date: 4/26/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Author: TraceyAmes, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories

    Strangely, I had not seen his wife present all night. Where was his wife? What would happen if she walked in on us screwing together? “Excuse me please, sir,” I said; before he cut me off. “Please call me Reinhardt,” that is my name he replied. I nervously enquired, “Where is your wife and will she be coming back here tonight?” “No sweetie, she is staying at a friend’s place tonight and will not be back until late tomorrow morning; so you have nothing to worry about,” he assured me. Knowing that women leave distinct odours with perfumes and body scents, I asked, “But won’t she smell my perfume or sense something happened last night? His response was, “Look sweetie, my wife and I don’t sleep together; we haven’t for quite a while now. When we get back to Germany in around eighteen months’ time, she will be seeking a divorce. To have her here is merely a front for diplomatic reasons. Venetia, my wife; sleeps in one of the guest rooms.” With that explanation out of the way, we both began to undress each other, before standing naked in front of each other. Looking into his eyes, I could see a very lonely but proud man. “Cinnamon, is that you name? I have embarrassingly forgotten it,” he whispered to me. I told him that Cinnamon was my working name but Tracey was my real name. He replied by saying he loved both names but Cinnamon was a more exotic name. Reinhardt then held me tight again in his arms and kissed me gently on my lips before kissing me again with a little more force. ...
    On breaking out embrace, Reinhardt removed the bed cover and pulled back the sheets which were made from pure silk. Picking me up in his arms, Reinhardt gently laid me on the sheet before getting into bed beside me. “How did you get into this type of business,” he quizzically asked. I told him about coming from the country and had to move to Melbourne to study journalism at the Melbourne University and that I was in my last year. He also learned from me how the café where I was working, to make ends meet, was burned down. Reinhardt then realised that I had no source of income. Knowing the reasons why I was in this business, purely for survival, was comforting to him. During our friendly but informative chat, I also learned that Reinhardt had not had sex for nearly a year, something that made me feel very sorry for him. What happened after that was not for show, but two lonely people together in the right place at the right time. Reinhardt’s wife was from the old school, old fashioned in her ways. To her, sex was for having babies and nothing else. There was never any love there in their relationship, especially from the wife. I couldn’t imagine a guy being denied sex just because his partner didn’t want it. For the next hour we fucked passionately and emotionally. I was able to give Reinhardt sex in positions he had never dreamed of, let alone oral sex as well. After fucking ten guys that night, I was totally exhausted and somewhat sore. After kissing Reinhardt goodnight, I ...
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