Erotic Adventure – My wife and I recently took a trip to celebrate a special occasion. We rented a beautiful suite in an old southern hotel by the ocean.
By: Jorge Mejía peralta
After getting back from dinner that first night, we went to the balcony to unwind with a few cocktails. My wife is a petite brunette with natural highlights in her hair. Very classy appearance with no tattoos, finely manicured finger and toenails, with glistening toe rings, anklets and bracelets. She was wearing a sexy mid-length sun dress with thin straps accentuated by lovely high-heals. When we go out for a special occasion that might have the possibility for extra-curricular activities she always wears a specific perfume. It creates a Pavlovian reaction that turns me on whenever I catch the scent of it. For this occasion away she also got a waxing of her intimate area that absolutely turned me on. Well everything was working this night and she was just stunning.
I had stepped back into the room to refresh our drinks and when I returned she had hiked up her skirt ever so slightly and removed her lace thong underwear. The cool sea breeze was blowing on her private area, and I knew where I’d be soon. We could hear the conversations of the passersby in the street below and at the hotel directly across the street, but the railings of the balcony were just wide enough to conceal us.
At this point I leaned in, took her drink and put it to the side and kissed her ever so softly, tasting the sweet alcohol on her tongue. My fingers slipped under her spaghetti straps and pulled down the top of her dress exposing her natural, perfect sized breasts. I teased her nipples a bit with my fingers and then moved my lips from hers, down her neck, until they were on her bosom. I flicked at her teat every so lightly with my tongue, accompanied by a soft caress of my hand and the refreshing breeze of the ocean, I could tell she was getting extremely aroused.
While continuing to tease her breast, I position my hands between her legs and spread them slightly apart while she was sitting in the chair. Gently I inserted one finger and then two, which immediately drew a long, soft moan from my wife. With her legs apart I got on my knees and moved to her mid-section, smelling the scent of that special perfume.
By: Jorge Mejía peralta
After getting back from dinner that first night, we went to the balcony to unwind with a few cocktails. My wife is a petite brunette with natural highlights in her hair. Very classy appearance with no tattoos, finely manicured finger and toenails, with glistening toe rings, anklets and bracelets. She was wearing a sexy mid-length sun dress with thin straps accentuated by lovely high-heals. When we go out for a special occasion that might have the possibility for extra-curricular activities she always wears a specific perfume. It creates a Pavlovian reaction that turns me on whenever I catch the scent of it. For this occasion away she also got a waxing of her intimate area that absolutely turned me on. Well everything was working this night and she was just stunning.
I had stepped back into the room to refresh our drinks and when I returned she had hiked up her skirt ever so slightly and removed her lace thong underwear. The cool sea breeze was blowing on her private area, and I knew where I’d be soon. We could hear the conversations of the passersby in the street below and at the hotel directly across the street, but the railings of the balcony were just wide enough to conceal us.
At this point I leaned in, took her drink and put it to the side and kissed her ever so softly, tasting the sweet alcohol on her tongue. My fingers slipped under her spaghetti straps and pulled down the top of her dress exposing her natural, perfect sized breasts. I teased her nipples a bit with my fingers and then moved my lips from hers, down her neck, until they were on her bosom. I flicked at her teat every so lightly with my tongue, accompanied by a soft caress of my hand and the refreshing breeze of the ocean, I could tell she was getting extremely aroused.
While continuing to tease her breast, I position my hands between her legs and spread them slightly apart while she was sitting in the chair. Gently I inserted one finger and then two, which immediately drew a long, soft moan from my wife. With her legs apart I got on my knees and moved to her mid-section, smelling the scent of that special perfume.
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