1. Double-Room


    Date: 9/7/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: marlowe, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    conference at the Five Bridges Hotel a couple of streets away,” she said, pointing a finger in the wrong direction. “I’ve had a lot to drink, so the last thing I want to see is a copper,” she added, pursing her bottom lip. “No police,” he said, clutching his thigh and stretching out in the comfort of the front seat. A gasping sigh of relief lifted the corners of her mouth, suggestive words dancing behind a comforting smile. “In that case, if I’m going to drive you home and nurse your wounds, I need to know your name?” She smiled and handed him the umbrella. “Couldn’t you get one in black?” She mocked, raising a quizzical eyebrow. “I like to carry the yellow one on dark nights just in case I happen to bump into idiots driving without lights,” he retorted. “Touché,” she snorted, turning the key in the ignition, a subservient smile growing into a girlish-giggle, the type of giggle that most teenagers reserve for their first date. It took less than five minutes to reach his flat, just enough time to find out that her name was Amanda King who had fantastic legs, big tits, figure hugging curves and a wedding ring. “Are you capable of climbing the stairs,” she offered, her words betraying a hint of sarcasm, placing a comforting arm around his waist as they climbed the creaking stairs to his flat, the soft whisper of nylon stockings brushing over thighs bringing a smile to his face. “I can offer you a drink but I can’t give you one of these,” he said, dropping a crushed packet of ...
    cigarettes on the coffee table. “You look in pain,” she said, sipping her drink. “Let me take a look, it might be more serious than you think,” she offered, moving nearer. “Don’t be shy,” she smiled. “You can show me. I’m your nurse, remember.” “Shy,” he laughed, putting his drink on the table. In a heartbeat he was standing in his briefs with his trousers around his ankles, a smile on his face and an impressive bulge resting at an angle at the top of his thigh. Curiosity forced a breathless gasp and a raised eyebrow. “Wow that looks swollen,” she teased, never once taking her eyes off the straining object growing inside his briefs. “You need some therapeutic treatment,” she smiled, pushing him onto the sofa and kneeling on the floor, an eager hand reaching into his pants, impatient fingers curling around the meaty length, unfolding the weighty limb from the warm confines of his briefs. The dark mystical eyes of a temptress looked up from the floor, a hungry mouth taking the full length deep into her throat, moving her head in a seductive rhythm of pleasure, easing him in and easing him out, swallowing deep and sucking him hard, licking and probing, a well-practiced tongue gliding in a timeless dance of erotic pleasure, sweeping over the sensitive glans, coating the bulbous head in a wash of saliva, pushing the tip of her lizard long tongue into the oozing eye. After fifteen minutes of the most intense fellatio she stood up from the floor. Unzipping her dress and letting it pool ...
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