1. Public Service


    Date: 7/6/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: aldenbradley, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    snarled. “I’m no whore.” I pulled her close to me and kissed her on the neck. I’d discovered that the switch to her libido was located on her neck. I kissed her, again and again, until I felt the stiffness leave her body as my attentions softened her. I put my lips under her ear. “You’re nobody’s whore, except when you’re in my bed begging me to fuck you.” “You can’t pay me for that,” she said wistfully. “I don’t fuck you for money.” “Of course you don’t,” I told her gently. “That we do for love, for joy, for the excitement. The money is only to offset the costs of the trip; for my expenses.” “You think I’m a whore when I want you to fuck me?” “The perfect woman,” I whispered, “Is a lady in public and a whore in bed.” “I don’t know if I like that.” “Depends on your definition of terms.” “A whore is a woman who takes money for sex.” “Or a woman who knows what she wants in bed and isn’t afraid to say so.” “Whores don’t do that. Whores fuck for money, not because they like it.” “And what do you call a woman who fucks because she likes it.” “I don’t know,” she said, obviously distracted by my attention to her neck. “A slut?” “No,” she whispered. “A slut will fuck anybody, anytime.” “Are you my slut?” “No. I’ll only fuck you anytime.” “Like now?” “Hmmm. Like now.” “Tell me what you want,” I instructed her. “I…I can’t do that. I’d be embarrassed.” “Would you? Why? You can tell me anything.” “I can’t.” “Sure you can. Just ask me. You know I’ll do whatever you want.” She was ...
    silent. Finally, she whispered, “Your tongue.” “Ah,” I grinned. “Where? In your mouth?” “I can’t.” “Your slit?” I felt her nod. “Then say it, Cheryl. Tell me you want my tongue in your slit.” There was a pause. “I want your tongue in my slit,” she whispered. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?” “It was,” she said. “I’m embarrassed.” “You don’t have to be,” I murmured. “I love to eat your pussy. I want to lick your slit. All you have to do is tell me.” “Lick my slit,” she said, a little stronger. “Here on the sofa or in the bedroom?” “Here,” she said. ++++ The resort was everything Cheryl had promised. A series of low, white building surrounded the central complex of office, registration, dining room, a bar, and a pool that sported its own bar. The other buildings housed four apartments each; suites with balconies, beds, sitting rooms and small kitchenettes with mini-bars, fridges, microwaves, and coffee machines. I tossed our bags on the racks provided and Cheryl and I went about unpacking for our stay. With clothing stashed in the drawers and hanging in the closets, our toiletries placed in the roomy bathrooms, Cheryl stood at the broad window looking out at the sea and beach. “You’re amazing,” I said, closing in behind her and wrapping my arms around her waist from behind. “This is incredible.” I leaned forward and touched my lips to the side of her neck. “Hmm,” she hummed, interlacing her fingers with mine. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” “It is. But as beautiful as it is, its beauty is ...
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