1. Harbour Lights


    Date: 9/19/2016, Categories: Fantastic, Anal, Exhibitionism, Mature, Oral Sex, Wife, Young, Author: matureguy, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    designed with such wanton behaviour in mind. An excited shudder runs through me when I wonder if any of the men I meet tonight will find out that I'm not wearing panties. The walk to the party does nothing to calm me, my breasts sway seductively under the loose fitting dress, men’s eyes follow me every step of the way, I know what they're thinking. My stocking clad thighs and the lightly tanned skin above show too often where the bottom of my dress gapes as I walk. I don't have 'white bits'. The thinly veiled lust in the eyes of passers-by makes me bolder and I stop trying to be careful about the way I walk. I even wonder if the keener observers might see more than they hoped for. I'm very impressed by the boat that's the venue for the party, I ask you how you managed to get an invitation but "a friend of a friend" doesn't really tell me much. I feel eyes burning into my skull from other guests, a few accompany looks of disgust at the blatant way you're displaying me but most are lustful stares. We eat and drink, the former probably too little, the latter definitely too much. None of the men who approach us ask me to dance; they ask you if they can dance with your wife as if they recognise that tonight at least, you own me completely. Every time they ask, you tell them to enjoy me and smile. Each time you pass me to a stranger for his pleasure, I try to ignore the subtle touches and the bulging trousers that press against me. It turns me on to know that they want me, I know ...
    it's turning you on as well. After each dance I ask them to escort me back to my table, even when their hands make inappropriate contact in front of you, the look on your face tells them that you understand. Your smile tells them that you know it's not possible for a red blooded male to resist touching a woman dressed the way you have dressed me. Your eyes tell me that you know, whatever happens, I will always come back to you. "Andy, I'm glad you could make it." The words are directed towards you but the piercing blue eyes meet mine. This is definitely another look to add to the growing list of lustful stares for tonight. You introduce me to Harry. I watch him fight a battle inside his mind, a battle he wins and his gaze never leaves my face. I think he might be the first to manage that tonight but also I know in my heart that he has probably seen all he needs to see before joining us. Harry, you inform me, is the son of the boat's owner and our host for the night. As if my libido needed any more stimulation, I find myself face to face with a boy who can be no more than 25 years old, rich and has the looks of a male model. I could cut the sexual tension with a knife. Harry's wealth and lifestyle have produced a young man who is mature and confident in a way women find attractive. This 45 year old woman finds him very attractive, possibly even too attractive. When he asks me to dance, neither of us looks for your approval. We dance and for the first time tonight I let my body ...
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