Tonight
- 2 years ago
- 8
- 0
Tonight free porn video
Clouds of lavender scented steam billowed through the doorway as she stepped out of the warm confines of the gray tiled bathroom and padded across to her bedroom. A switch was flicked, her towel was dropped and the top drawer was opened as she sorted through her smalls, looking for her good pair of black thigh high stockings. The silk caressed first her fingertips, and then her smooth legs as she gently pulled them up, where the lace top of the stocking sat proudly around her left thigh. The other stocking soon followed onto the right leg.
She abandoned the notion of wearing panties rather quickly, the thought only briefly crossing her mind. She pulled a nude bra free from the drawer and clasped it around her back, her tits being pulled up and pushed forward. Shutting the top drawer which contained her ladies essentials, she turned and faced the closet, knowing immediately which dress she would wear.
Soft jazz music floated from the speakers of her stereo as the final coat of mascara was applied to well-made up eyes, that had taken her longer to complete than she would care to admit. From outside the bedroom, she heard the front door click open and then shut softly. She recognized immediately the sounds of her husband putting his briefcase down on the hardwood floors, his shoes being taken off and pushed out of the way so they sat beneath the coat rack, which would, in a matter of seconds, be covered by his large gray winter trench coat. He’d loosen his tie and roll up his shirt sleeves to the elbow, and then go in search of his wife.
When he found her primping and preening in front of the mirror, he knew immediately what was happening. The only question he asked was “Tonight?”
“Tonight,” she confirmed. One last quick spritz of perfume was sprayed and she stood back and admired her reflection. Her husband came and stood next to her, his arm encircling her waist and pulling her close, so they were standing hip to hip.
“Tonight,” he said on a sigh, looking at her in the mirror.
“Tonight,” she confirmed once more.
------------------------------------------------
She was glad to be stepping inside, even if it wasn’t much warmer than the winter’s night outside. The loud and boisterous music was an assault on the ears, and the smell of all sorts of different alcohols mixed in together was a hard hit to the nose. She battled through the music and the smell, figuring that she’d soon acclimate herself to her new surroundings. A drink was ordered from the bar, and, once in hand, she turned around and started scanning, her mission only just beginning.
It didn’t take her long to hone in on someone. He was having an argument with a girl, she could tell that from where she was standing and watching. Even though she couldn’t hear the pair over the loud house music, she could tell from body language and facial expressions that they were angry with each other, and it was only escalating.
The girl he was arguing with stormed off with a friend, leaving the good looking young man standing there sheepishly. He looked around him, checking to see if anyone had noticed, but the other club-goers were too enthralled in themselves or the potential partner they would take home that evening, to care.
From her spot leaning against the bar, she stared at him, intently, taking in his form. 5’9, stocky and muscular, he had the physique of a sportsman, of someone who had played at some point. Dark copper hair, a decent smattering of rusty stubble on his chin and jaw, made him seem like a good candidate to her. He was, however, not doing a very good job of noticing her looks so far.
The few minutes it took him to eventually notice her seemed like an age. He was confident at least, she could tell that from the way he smiled at her and then swaggered over to where she was at the bar. He was no greeny, she decided.
He ordered a beer and then introduced himself to her as Allen Gaines, attorney at law. He said that last bit as a brag, but she ignored it. She wasn’t interested. They chatted idly and spoke of mundane things while they sipped their beverages, but again, this was of little interest to her. She was eager to leave the bar and see if he lived up to expectations. To find out if he really would be a suitable candidate.
She chose the moment precisely. While he was telling her about his day job, she ran a hand over the crotch of his jeans, he hardened instantly and smiled at her, grinding his crotch into her confident hand. Her hand still on his jean-clad erection, she drained her martini and, with poise, sauntered off, back into the cold, early winter night.
He was standing right behind her a few moments later, and she was relieved to find that he knew when to take a hint. She turned around and faced him, motioning that they should go around back, to the alleyway.
The lightest of snowfalls was beginning to descend from the gray clouded sky as she unzipped his jeans and dropped them, his cock standing proud and stiff to attention. She’d have to make quick work of this before it got even colder and they froze to death.
Nestled in between dark copper curls was a prick that did indeed live up to her standards. Straight as an arrow it was, from base to tip, a large head adorning it. Circumcised, good girth and length, all in all, he was an above average find, and an easy one at that. She wondered if her husband would be as impressed with her find as she was.
She took him in her mouth slowly, taking him halfway down the first few times, using her tongue to good effect. He squirmed when she did this. She smiled around the cock buried in her mouth. She’d have to employ certain tactics to get him off rather quickly. It was getting colder by the minute, the only warmth coming from what was in her mouth, and what she was feeling in between her legs. She took him all the way on the next attempt, her throat constricting around the invader. She gagged but managed to hold it, suppressing the feeling to choke. He ran his hands through her rich dark hair and groaned. She gagged once more and released him from her mouth. His prick was covered in saliva, it glistened in the dim street light that was flooding the alleyway. She took him deep a second time and repeated.
“I want to fuck you,” he uttered. She freed his cock from her mouth and stood up. Allen Gaines pushed her against the wall and she felt the cold bricks against her back and now bare buttocks, as her leopard print dress was hitched up. Legs were spread and a high heeled foot was placed on a closeby and perfectly placed garbage can. He found her eager and wanting, his cock easily slipping inside her tight pussy, her wetness lubricating him and allowing him to glide in and out of her.
“So wet,” he mumbled. “Oh yeah.”
Snowflakes danced around them, and she could see a few lightly landing on Allen Gaines’ shoulders as he thrust into her. His cock head found her g-spot, gliding over it and eliciting moans from her. They could see each other’s warm puffs of breaths in the cold night air as they fucked in the alleyway, the dim sound of house music coming from behind the brick walls. Her face was getting cold and starting to feel tingly and numb. In an attempt to hurry him along she squeezed her inner walls hard around his shaft. He groaned but continued on. He was no one pump chump, it seemed.
She could hear the sounds of the club doors being thrown open and then shutting again as people came and went. The fear of getting caught was growing, at least in her mind, but it wasn't enough of a thought to warrant them stopping right that second. Soon, however, they’d have to be finished. Again she clamped down hard around him and started grinding against his crotch, matching his strokes. Allen Gaines swore under his breath, a puff of white condensation forming in front of his lips, and then disappearing in the cold, snowy night.
It was getting colder. At least it felt like it to her. Her face was getting numb, as were her legs and the other parts of her body that were exposed and not covered by him.
“Fuck me,” she urged, panting heavily. “Fuck me. Cum inside me. I want your cum.”
“Yeah,” responded Allen Gaines. “I’m gonna cum.”
“Do it,” she said. “Do it.” He came deep inside her, erupting. His cock twitched and geysered cum inside her pussy. Smugly, she thought, dirty talk always wins. It hurt her a few moments later when he made to leave rather quickly afterward without so much as a word spoken.
“Come home with me,” she said, walking quickly to catch up with him and match his long strides. “My husband will be there.”
“Husband?” Allen Gaines asked, shocked.
“Husband,” she confirmed.
Allen Gaines looked her up and down and then smiled. “Husband.”
Hester
- 19.10.2020
- 11
- 0
- Category:
- Quickie Sex
Divya 8211 Ek Teacher Ki Sex Story 8211 Part 7
- 4 years ago
- 18
- 0
Divya 8211 Ek Teacher Ki Sex Story 8211 Part 6
- 3 years ago
- 17
- 0
