I thought I would share this little story about an adventure I had a while ago....
"It has always been a fantasy of mine to have sex with an unknown person who sneaks into my bed in the middle of the night." Peter's idle comment grabbed my attention.
"But how would that happen?" I asked. "I mean she would have to get through the door or something wouldn't she?"
Peter smiled at me, "Well you know living around here, one doesn't really have to be very careful about locking the door." He winked.
I was a little surprised. 'Did I get that right?' I thought to myself. 'Did he just ask me to come and visit him in the middle of the night?'
Later that night I discussed it with my husband Jake.
"Well that was basically an invitation to come over whenever you like," Jake confirmed my thoughts.
The idea sat between us for a while. Part of me wanted to do this. The excitement of sneaking around in the middle of the night in a strange man's garden was very alluring.
Jake and I had known Peter for many months. We had a sexual history that included simple swinging as two couples, a fantastic night on a trampoline when I had experienced my first threesome with two men, and a stolen head job in a swingers club while watching a group sex session. We had a lot of firsts with this man and now I was considering another.
On the night I chose for my 'adventure', Jake and I discussed things briefly,
"Make sure you don't stay too long and don't have a shower before you come home." Like me, he was nervous and worried for my safety, but also excited.
"I will, I promise." We kissed passionately. I decided to wear a lace shift with nothing on underneath. I desperately hoped I didn't get pulled over by the police on my way there! Then I hoped in the car and went.
When I arrived I parked as quietly as I could and went around the side to the door he had told me he always left open. It was locked! So I tried the back door. No success. I was forced to resort to tapping softly on the window. So much for sneaking into bed beside the sleeping Peter. By now the cold and nerves had set in and I was shivering uncontrollably. Peter slipped out of bed and opened the door for me. He put his arms around me and I savoured the warmth of him as we kissed, slowly at first and then with more passion.
"What is this thing you are wearing?" He ran his hands down my shoulders and over my body, enjoying the soft fabric of the shift that I was wearing. He turned on a small light beside the bed so that we could see each other.
"This is amazing," he whispered to me. "I can't believe you are really here."
He led me over to the bed and we sat on the end. He was fascinated with the fabric of my garment, stroking my shoulders and breasts through the lace.
"I am so nervous." Even though I was warmer, I was still shivering a little. I felt like a virgin with her first lover, "I have never done this before."
"It's OK, I have," he said.
I sat looking into his eyes and stroking the soft, velvet skin of his cock. He sighed and pushed his hips out a little to give me better access. It was so full and proud in front of him and I leaned over and took as much of it into my mouth as I could. I could feel the tip of his cock sliding down the back of my throat. He moaned softly in response and I continued to suck him slowly. I love the feeling of velvet penis skin running over my lips and tongue.
I flicked my tongue over the tip of his cock, and then sucked more firmly. In response to his gasps and moans, I turned my head to look at his face. Our eyes met and I could see how much he was enjoying what I was doing. He nodded at me and then closed his eyes and leaned back with a look of pure pleasure on his face. I toyed with the idea of sucking him until he came so that I could taste his beautiful cum. I decided that I really wanted to fuck him and reluctantly let go.
I sat up again and we kissed passionately. I was starting to relax now and moved to take off my clothing. He stopped me,
"Leave it on," His hands stroked my body. "I love seeing you dressed this way; so naughty. I can't believe that you drove over here dressed like this!"
He pressed me to him, kissing me deeply and probing my mouth with his tongue.
"My turn now." He laid me back on the bed and then kneeling between my knees and he bent his head to taste the juice that was starting to drip out of my pussy. His tongue probed around my outer lips. I sighed as I felt the warmth of the pleasure in my belly. I propped myself up on my elbows so that I could watch him.
His tongue probed into my folds seeking out the entrance to my pussy and then gently tracing over the hood covering my throbbing clit. My legs fell open further and he tongue lapped the wetness that was starting to pour out of me. Finally, as his tongue found its way to the hard node of my clit, he looked me in the eye. I put my hands on his head and pushed his face firmly against me. He responded by pressing his tongue hard against my clit. I could feel the intense pleasure radiating out into my body and my cries rose to match it. I wanted it to go on forever but eventually he lifted his head.
The juice from my pussy was dripping down his chin as he smiled at me,
"I think you liked that."
I wasn't able to speak at that moment so I nodded at him weakly. He was standing above me now and I could see his cock jutting out in front of him. Suddenly I had an undeniable urge to feel him inside me. He lay down covering my body but resting his weight on my elbows. His cock was at the entrance of my pussy as if it was smelling and tasting it. I tilted my hips towards him, aching with the need to feel him inside me. He smiled down at me and slid himself easily inside me.
His face showed his pleasure. "Man you feel so good."
"Yes, yes, you say that to all the girls," I teased him.
"No really, some things just fit together." As he pushed further inside me, it really did feel good. I squeezed around him, feeling his length pressing inside me. He was right. Some things did fit together well. He pulled down the top of my shift and admired my breasts. The nipples were firm and erect, anticipating being touched by a tongue. He did not disappoint. He lowered his head and gently ran his tongue over my nipples before taking each one into his mouth.
"You have such nice nipples. Mmmmmm."
He bent his head down to cover my whole nipple with his mouth and tease it with his tongue. A whole new pleasure radiated out from my breast as the nipple hardened in his mouth. I flipped him off me and climbed on to of him sliding his cock back inside me as I straddled him. I loved the feeling of power and rocked my hips, feeling his cock inside my pussy. I increased the speed on my grinding until I was riding him hard and fast. I twisted my hips from side to side, slightly feeling the pressure of him against the nice parts of my pussy.
I became caught up in the pure pleasure of feeling his cock pushing inside me and the waves of excitement washing over me as I watched his face. It wasn't until he moaned,"Don't take it yet!" That I snapped back to the present and stopped.
to be continued....