An Interesting Evening with a Goddess by: the-naug
I was reading, one evening, when my lovely wife walked in wearing her long bathrobe…with spiked heels, no less.
I glanced up, secretively, as she stood at the love seat across from where I was seated on the sofa.
She reached into the robe’s pocket, pulled out a small vibrator and placed it next to her planned place of repose. She loosened the sash and allowed the robe to slip, slowly, off of her pale shoulders, past the curve of her hips and onto the floor as if I wasn’t there.
Beneath the robe, she was clad (only) in a blood red low cut lacy bra, garter belt and dark seamed nylons. This was a Goddess who was paying me no heed.
She sat down and began her session. Beginning with the curve of her breasts, encased as they were in the satiny smooth brassiere, she gently caressed and kneaded the flesh.
Slowly, her right hand moved downward across her stomach and rested on the warmth of her sex. Her left hand continued caressing her body while the right began a slow, circular motion…
I was unable to control my arousal as my cock began to harden beneath my robe. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.
She turned, picked up the device, put her legs upon the love seat, unclasped and removed the bra and laid back against the arm for comfort. She switched on her temporary lover and placed it firmly, but gently, against the damp of her panties.
By this time, I had let my robe fall open and I was lightly stroking my cock in awe of the spectacle before me.
She turned her head, smiled wickedly, and watched as my strokes became more rhythmic.
“The view is better over here”, she whispered.
I stepped over to stand beside her.
“My juices would make an excellent lubricant for that”, she said as I continued to stroke.
Immediately, I knelt beside her and she guided my hand to her warm dampness. In seconds, my palm was covered in her lust. “This is my time”, she said as she pulled my hand away. “Entertain me and you can enjoy the show…"
“Stand so that I can see you better ”, she demanded. Who was I to disobey this erotic Goddess? I stood and grasped my raging hard-on and stroked its length. She was beginning to moan while staring at my hand moving up and down. “I’m getting closer”, she sighed as she reached over with one hand to cup my balls…gently squeezing. “Keep stroking…please…cum with me.”
Our separate movements began to synchronize. Our breath becoming a roaring to our ears. We both were moaning in harmony. She started to writhe and pant. “Cum with me”, she moaned. “Cum on me”, she chanted…“OH MY GOD…NOW”, she screamed as she bucked wildly. That was all I needed. My load splashed like a fountain across her perfect breasts. It seemed to flow for an eternity. Before I, literally, collapsed, she asked that I lay beside her and made room for me.
We laid in each other’s arms and drifted off to blissful sleep.
I woke to her standing above me.
With a sly smile she asked, “can we to go up to bed and fuck like there’s no tomorrow?”
Who am I to argue with a Goddess?
I glanced up, secretively, as she stood at the love seat across from where I was seated on the sofa.
She reached into the robe’s pocket, pulled out a small vibrator and placed it next to her planned place of repose. She loosened the sash and allowed the robe to slip, slowly, off of her pale shoulders, past the curve of her hips and onto the floor as if I wasn’t there.
Beneath the robe, she was clad (only) in a blood red low cut lacy bra, garter belt and dark seamed nylons. This was a Goddess who was paying me no heed.
She sat down and began her session. Beginning with the curve of her breasts, encased as they were in the satiny smooth brassiere, she gently caressed and kneaded the flesh.
Slowly, her right hand moved downward across her stomach and rested on the warmth of her sex. Her left hand continued caressing her body while the right began a slow, circular motion…
I was unable to control my arousal as my cock began to harden beneath my robe. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.
She turned, picked up the device, put her legs upon the love seat, unclasped and removed the bra and laid back against the arm for comfort. She switched on her temporary lover and placed it firmly, but gently, against the damp of her panties.
By this time, I had let my robe fall open and I was lightly stroking my cock in awe of the spectacle before me.
She turned her head, smiled wickedly, and watched as my strokes became more rhythmic.
“The view is better over here”, she whispered.
I stepped over to stand beside her.
“My juices would make an excellent lubricant for that”, she said as I continued to stroke.
Immediately, I knelt beside her and she guided my hand to her warm dampness. In seconds, my palm was covered in her lust. “This is my time”, she said as she pulled my hand away. “Entertain me and you can enjoy the show…"
“Stand so that I can see you better ”, she demanded. Who was I to disobey this erotic Goddess? I stood and grasped my raging hard-on and stroked its length. She was beginning to moan while staring at my hand moving up and down. “I’m getting closer”, she sighed as she reached over with one hand to cup my balls…gently squeezing. “Keep stroking…please…cum with me.”
Our separate movements began to synchronize. Our breath becoming a roaring to our ears. We both were moaning in harmony. She started to writhe and pant. “Cum with me”, she moaned. “Cum on me”, she chanted…“OH MY GOD…NOW”, she screamed as she bucked wildly. That was all I needed. My load splashed like a fountain across her perfect breasts. It seemed to flow for an eternity. Before I, literally, collapsed, she asked that I lay beside her and made room for me.
We laid in each other’s arms and drifted off to blissful sleep.
I woke to her standing above me.
With a sly smile she asked, “can we to go up to bed and fuck like there’s no tomorrow?”
Who am I to argue with a Goddess?
9年前
