| MT_Butterfly |
03-18-2004 07:45 PM |
Wow...you're a soccer mom and you drive a mini-van?? Dudette! You're my idol. Here's a little story you might enjoy.....
I slowly prepped my body for an afternoon of hot lusty passion. My pussy was already quivering with anticipation of what was to come. Before I go further, let me tell you about myself. My name is Karen, and I?m a 40-year-old mom of 3. I?m married to the ?Average Joe?, type of guy who is dull and rather boring, especially in the sack. Larry, my husband, works long hours as the Assistant Manager at our local grocery store. And I?m a horny, stay at home mom whose days consist of shuffling kids to soccer practice, Girl Scouts and dance lessons. I was content doing this for a few years, but then I changed. My days were long and boring and my body was screaming out that it needed lust, passion and a good hard fucking.
I decided to venture into the wild side of daytime lust after the kid?s were in school all day and Larry decided we only needed a 2-minute romp in the hay every 6 months. As I was reaching my sexual peak, Larry was turning into the minuteman and I was left with my dildos and vibrator?s for sexual satisfaction. After going through a case of AA batteries in a very short period of time I decided to seek out other forms of satisfaction. But the big question on my mind was where to start?
My metamorphosis started on a bright, sunny afternoon as I was having lunch with my 2 best friends. They started talking about their ?play time? and what they had planned for the afternoon. I sat there and listened quietly as they described their hot and lusty afternoons in cheap motels filled with screaming orgasms and naughty sex. They told me about their meetings with their neighbors, the UPS guy, businessmen and even the school?s soccer coach. My pussy grew wet as I listened to their stories and I knew what I needed to do. I told my best friends that I was ready for such afternoons and they filled me in on how to accomplish my goal.
Today I am meeting Ian, a very successful businessman. He is in town for just one day, so I wanted to make this very special for the both of us. This is our third meeting and my nipples harden as I think of our previous encounters. As I step into the shower my fingers slide over my hardened nipples, circling slowly. I vividly recall our last encounter and I gasp as I remember the feel of his mouth on my breasts. My hand slowly creeps down towards my swollen pussy and I gently caress my clit, recalling the feel of his mouth on my honey pot. A finger gently slides inside of my tight, wet pussy as I ache for the feel of his thick hard cock inside of me. I quickly snap back to reality as the hot water beats down on my skin in a steady rhythm. I wanted to save my savage lust for Ian so I quickly grab my loofa and vigorously scrub my body to a clean, rosy shine. Next, I lather up some shaving cream and gently rub it over my pussy, taking the razor and carefully shaving my pussy to baby type softness. As I?m touching my pussy, shaving it, I notice the swollen lips and engorged clit, the razor gliding easily along the lips from the moistness of my pussy. Another moan of satisfaction escapes my lips as I picture Ian?s hard, throbbing cock sliding in and out of my newly shaved, pink pussy.
After finishing my cleansing ritual, I step out of the shower and slowly dry off. The feel of the rough towel against my sensitive skin is so arousing and once again I fantasize about the feel of Ian?s rough, unshaven face against my skin. I imagine the scent of his cologne and the smell of his sweat as his body slides against mine. My hand involuntarily goes to my moistened, swollen pussy and slowly starts moving, as I long for the feel of Ian?s hard cock sliding deep inside of my aching pussy.
Once again I snap back to reality and slowly slide on my black lace thongs and turn around to look at myself in the mirror. My ass is rosy pink and firm and I give myself a sharp slap on my cheek and a shiver of excitement runs through my body. I turn around and slowly run my hands up my tight, firm abdomen until it rests about my breast. My nipples are firm and aching to be sucked on so I tell myself to hurry up so I can fulfill my urges. I grab the silky, sleeveless black dress out of my closet and let it slide down upon my tanned body. My hair looks perfect and my make up is flawless so I slide my feet into my black high-heeled sandals and peek at myself once more in the mirror. As a last added touch I spritz on my favorite perfume and smile as it mixes in with the smell of my wet pussy. I am a woman on the prowl and I am headed out to mate.
As I walk happily to my mini van, I smile at the knowledge of what lies ahead of me. Several hours of hot, sweaty, steamy sex in an unknown motel with a lust filled man whose only desire is to meet my every need.
(Original story by Julianne, so don't steal it....but I thought for sure you'd enjoy it!)
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