Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Jon Bradbury
Word Count :45750
Publication Date :2010-11-29
Series : #
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- Product Code: 978-1-55487-247-3
Affair. Betrayal. The heat is on and it's getting hotter by the day. So are the happenings.
Andre White and Bruce Cameron are partners in a successful stock trading firm. Andre has a beautiful house and an equally beautiful wife, Shauna. He also makes frequent trips out of town on a regular basis. Bruce, single bachelor and brand new homeowner, is invited by Andre to a party he’s having, where he meets Shauna. They hit it off well—so well, in fact, that Bruce invites Shauna to decorate his house. But one night one of Bruce’s co-workers makes a startling discovery that throws all their lives into chaos and leads Bruce to discover what Andre has really been up to. The real question is—can they stop his plans from happening?
She wasn’t wearing panties! Just like I thought!
I kept pulling her skirt down, past her perfectly proportioned thighs, past her knees, down her calves and then to her feet. Finally she stepped out of it. With one neat toss, the skirt landed on the table on top of her shirt. She turned around. I got to see that her body was as shapely from the front as it looked from behind.
Her pussy was completely shaved. And was already visibly wet.
All at once, I grabbed her waist and tugged her toward me. She placed her hands on my shoulders. The pubic area was smooth—her pussy was small and tight, the lips of her pussy pulled in against the line of her hips. I gently began to taste her pussy. I ran my tongue along the groove in between. Then I used the tip of my tongue to part the groove and fluttered my tongue inside her.
I felt her nails dig in my shoulders. She gasped.
“Am I good?” I pulled back somewhat.
Shauna grinned wickedly. “Good enough that I need to lie down.”
I laid her gently down on the ottoman. Her round booty was almost hanging off one end and her beautiful hair was hanging off the other end.
Now that I had my hands free, it gave me the chance to really explore her pussy and savor every nook and cranny of it. It had been a long time indeed since I had last eaten a woman’s pussy. But I still knew what to do. Eating pussy was an art form, at least to me. And, like all great art, it could not be rushed.
Shauna smiled up at me and willingly spread her legs for me. I kissed along the inner part of her leg, starting at her ankle, slowly kissed my way along her calf, past her knee, and onto her inner thigh. Finally I made it back to her pussy.
I lightly licked along the groove, gently sucked on her clit. As I went back down to her groove, I used the tip of my tongue to start working the folds of her pussy lips.
Shauna got very quiet. Women do that when they’re getting pleasure. Then she gasped and arched her back off the ottoman. “Ooh! Ooh, yeah, that shit feels good!”
I just kept on working her pussy lips. “How am I doing?”
Shauna ran her nails through my hair. “Don’t talk with your mouth full, sugar.”
I grinned as I continued. I could tell I was definitely making progress because her pussy just got wetter by the minute. The lips were starting to become puffy. Then I paused in my licking, using my fingers to gently stroke her pussy. Then I spread her pussy lips apart with my fingers and stuck my tongue inside.
Shauna arched off the ottoman, gasping heavily. “Oh, sugar!”
I could feel her body tensing up. I still didn’t rush it.
Shauna’s voice began reaching octaves I didn’t know she could reach. She began to squirm. “Oh,” she squealed. “Oh god! I’m going to…I’m going to…ooohhh!” Finally she sank back down, still breathing deeply. “Oh my god,” she said reverently, her hand on her chest.
“I got the feeling you needed that.”
Shauna laughed a little, still panting. “You can sure say that again.”
“Glad I could be of service.”
Shauna said, “Why don’t you take off your coat and stay a while, sugar?”
I looked down and realized while Shauna was naked I was still fully dressed. I grinned, despite myself. “I suppose that would be the polite thing to do.”
Shauna laughed. “Here, let me help.”
“Okay.” I helped her sit up.
She quickly slipped off my jacket, then lifted my arms over my head and slipped off my sweater. Then she began running her hands all over my torso—arms, shoulders, chest and tummy.
She reached up to touch my face and started kissing me again, longing and hunger in each kiss. With one hand placed on my face, her other hand strayed off my shoulder, down my bare chest and tummy and cupped my cock and balls through my pants.
Shauna smiled a lustful smile. “Oh, my.”
With one hand, she pushed on my chest so I was sitting on the couch again. It took her less than a minute to take off my shoes, my socks, then unbuckle my belt and pull my slacks down. Then, without hesitation, she slipped her nails under the waistband of my boxers, smoothly pulled them down and carelessly tossed them behind her.
Shauna suddenly gasped.
“My god, that’s what I call a cock!”
“Glad you like it.”
“Do you know what I want to do with this cock?”
“Whatever you want?”
“Close enough. Actually, I want to do this.” Shauna wasted no time. She spread my legs and moved in between, running her nails over my legs. She used the tips of her nails to scratch my crotch. It was my turn to gasp. The feel of her nails on my skin was incredibly sensual. She was driving me crazy. My cock obediently rose to full erection.