The innovent wife
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RobynDominque
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too bad you stipulated "guy" I would have loved to seduce her and turn her into a hot fetish slut and then we might turn on you and have some fetish fun with you or even better seduce both of you and have you both as my fetish sluts
I love your idea...very hot!!
That sounds hot! Always wondered if she would have sex with another woman.
No but after she returned from that trade so something had changed. She became so much more sexual than before. Made me wonder why?
Character Description
Name: Dirk Fredrickson
Age: 38
Sex: Male
I am a stylish and single photographer, specializing in weddings and portraits. Never exactly a "Ladies Man", I do know how to maintain interesting conversation, and with my profession, I have traveled and see enough things to remain "Interesting".
Name: Dirk Fredrickson
Age: 38
Sex: Male
I am a stylish and single photographer, specializing in weddings and portraits. Never exactly a "Ladies Man", I do know how to maintain interesting conversation, and with my profession, I have traveled and see enough things to remain "Interesting".
Well I think I may know why your wife is more sexual than when you previously saw her. Let me explain...
***
Last week I went to the Wedding and Portrait Photographer Association trade show in Las Vegas. It is always an interesting place, lots of new products to see, lots of new clients to meet, lots of interesting people to talk with.
Your wife, Kaelyn, was working a booth at the Quantum Camera Flash. I am in need of a new lighting system, particularly one that works well outdoors, and can match the sunlight. I went in to talk about what products they might have that would help, when I met her. Like I said, it was her... Smile that drew me to her. That and the D-sized cups she was sporting. Clearly her boss, or someone above, had suggested she wear something that accentuated her "assets", as many of the men were practically waiting in line for a chance to talk with her.
I was intrigued by her, and must have caught her eye as well, as she flashed me that million dollar smile, while she was being chatted up by a slightly overweight gentleman in his 60s. He was droning on about how his legacy equipment (no pun intended) had a hard time docking with the new flash systems, as the hot shoe was not the proper size. I figured if I was going to get a chance to talk with her, I needed to find a distraction. So I found an unopened water bottle in my swag bag, along with a small bag of chips, and walked directly up to her saying "Hi Honey, I got you a drink and a snack, if you are still hungry, there is a great little sandwich place in the cafeteria."
The old gentleman scowled at the intrusion, while Kaelyn was caught off guard a bit, so I continued "I don't mean to interrupt you at work, but the line is getting long quickly, I think we should sneak out and get a quick bite, and then you can came back and continue your conversation with Mr. Um, Mr., Ah" and turning to the old gentleman, I looked at his name tag and finished "Mr. Jefferson." He looked at me, surprised that I knew his name (as though anyone couldn't just read it), so I continued "Mr. Jefferson, if you would please excuse us for a 30 minute break, Kaelyn here will be glad to resume this conversation at this same place after her break. Won't you please come back sir?"
Looking a little confused and surprised he stammered "Uh, yes... Er she was helping me find a flash system that works with my old cameras, but I suppose I can come back in a few minutes."
Not wanting to lose my momentum, I turned back to Kaelyn, hooked my arm in hers and started pulling her away quickly. I said "Wonderful! Sweet heart, lets go get a bite to eat so you can be fresh for the rest of the day."
After we had gone a few steps, she finally caught herself and said "While I thank you for rescuing me there, I really can't leave the booth, they are bringing lunch in for us."
I continued to gently pull her along saying "Oh, you will be fine, your coworkers will cover for you, and now that you are missing, there will be less customers walking in. Besides, I'll buy you that sandwich, so it will be just what you want, at no additional cost to you! See, Win-Win! Just roll with it." I encouraged.
After we got our sandwiches, I started asking her about the flashes, and how they react to skin tones, if they can be color balanced, how that works with outdoor sunlight, and other technical question. She went right back to business mode, and explained all the features of the flashes, as we ate. Towards the end I stuck my hand across the table and said "You know, I never introduced myself, my name is Dirk, how do you do?"
She replied with a slight blush and giggle that her name was Kaelyn, and she was also happy to meet me. I mentioned, "You know I really like the lighting system, but I need to be sure that it maintains fleshtones, and does not wash them out. Is there a way that I can demo one? Maybe a five light setup with radio triggers?" I specifically mentioned one of the most expensive systems to keep her interested.
"Oh yes, absolutely, if you come back after the show with your camera, you can set it up with one of our floor demo models and test it out." she replied.
With that, our 30 minute break ended, and I returned her to her booth. I made her promise to wait for me at the end of the show, so I could demo her model (secretly hoping to "demo her" later). She began to blush at my attention, and agreed.
So I came back just before the end of the show, with my camera, and waited nearby. During that time, I spent it gazing your wife. She really is beautiful, I can see why you picked her. Her long brown hair cascaded over her shoulders, and seemed to bounce enticingly with every step. Her gigantic boobs seems to bounce with each step too, and her high, rounded ass swayed with each step. Man, she made me so horny, I knew I needed to see more of her, in more ways than one.
As things began to clear out, I approached the booth, smiled and waved saying "Its Dirk, remember? You said I could demo your equipment?"
She blushed at the obvious double entendre and replied "Yes of course! Come right over here."
So I hooked up my camera and took a few photos of the pre-set object provided there. I looked at my camera and scowled "No this doesn't work, I need to see how the fleshtones look. Kaelyn? Will you please model for me, so I can see how this looks?"
At this point your wife was becoming flustered, and most of her coworkers had left and the conference hall was nearly empty. So I pestered again "Kaelyn, I'll help you finish cleaning up, if you will let me take some photos of you as a test subject. I am sure your coworkers would not mind."
To that, the coworkers agreed and quickly scattered as I started snapping photos of your wife. Then I looked at my image viewer again and said, "No that is still not right, Kaelyn, can you roll up your sleeves, so I can get some close-ups of your arms? I really need to see how this system works."
She agreed again and I moved in closer, taking shots of her hands, elbows, and shoulder. I moved in closer and began taking shots of her chest, the cleavage she showed was tantalizing, and the way her collarbone stood out at her neck line was quite beautiful. Her breathing quickened, and I noticed her face was flush, so I began to say "You really are beautiful, and this lighting equipment brings out your color so nicely. It helps that you are such a great subject. You know I think I will buy this system, but would you give me a chance to do some more photographs of you? I would like to get some new portrait shots to update my portfolio, and you are so beautiful, it would make it easy to get great shots."
She twittered, embarrassed that I would heap so many obvious compliments on her, but with some pestering and cajoling I got her to agree. We finalized the purchase, she said the equipment would be available for me to pick up the next day, to which I followed "Will you also be available? I mean for the photos, but i would be willing to buy you dinner as payment." Blushing she agreed. So a time a date was set for me to come by the next day (Friday).
***
So that is how it started. But you don't really want to hear the rest of that, do you? You wouldn't want to know the details, I am sure it is quite embarrassing for you to hear your wife be seduced by another man. Would you?
***
Last week I went to the Wedding and Portrait Photographer Association trade show in Las Vegas. It is always an interesting place, lots of new products to see, lots of new clients to meet, lots of interesting people to talk with.
Your wife, Kaelyn, was working a booth at the Quantum Camera Flash. I am in need of a new lighting system, particularly one that works well outdoors, and can match the sunlight. I went in to talk about what products they might have that would help, when I met her. Like I said, it was her... Smile that drew me to her. That and the D-sized cups she was sporting. Clearly her boss, or someone above, had suggested she wear something that accentuated her "assets", as many of the men were practically waiting in line for a chance to talk with her.
I was intrigued by her, and must have caught her eye as well, as she flashed me that million dollar smile, while she was being chatted up by a slightly overweight gentleman in his 60s. He was droning on about how his legacy equipment (no pun intended) had a hard time docking with the new flash systems, as the hot shoe was not the proper size. I figured if I was going to get a chance to talk with her, I needed to find a distraction. So I found an unopened water bottle in my swag bag, along with a small bag of chips, and walked directly up to her saying "Hi Honey, I got you a drink and a snack, if you are still hungry, there is a great little sandwich place in the cafeteria."
The old gentleman scowled at the intrusion, while Kaelyn was caught off guard a bit, so I continued "I don't mean to interrupt you at work, but the line is getting long quickly, I think we should sneak out and get a quick bite, and then you can came back and continue your conversation with Mr. Um, Mr., Ah" and turning to the old gentleman, I looked at his name tag and finished "Mr. Jefferson." He looked at me, surprised that I knew his name (as though anyone couldn't just read it), so I continued "Mr. Jefferson, if you would please excuse us for a 30 minute break, Kaelyn here will be glad to resume this conversation at this same place after her break. Won't you please come back sir?"
Looking a little confused and surprised he stammered "Uh, yes... Er she was helping me find a flash system that works with my old cameras, but I suppose I can come back in a few minutes."
Not wanting to lose my momentum, I turned back to Kaelyn, hooked my arm in hers and started pulling her away quickly. I said "Wonderful! Sweet heart, lets go get a bite to eat so you can be fresh for the rest of the day."
After we had gone a few steps, she finally caught herself and said "While I thank you for rescuing me there, I really can't leave the booth, they are bringing lunch in for us."
I continued to gently pull her along saying "Oh, you will be fine, your coworkers will cover for you, and now that you are missing, there will be less customers walking in. Besides, I'll buy you that sandwich, so it will be just what you want, at no additional cost to you! See, Win-Win! Just roll with it." I encouraged.
After we got our sandwiches, I started asking her about the flashes, and how they react to skin tones, if they can be color balanced, how that works with outdoor sunlight, and other technical question. She went right back to business mode, and explained all the features of the flashes, as we ate. Towards the end I stuck my hand across the table and said "You know, I never introduced myself, my name is Dirk, how do you do?"
She replied with a slight blush and giggle that her name was Kaelyn, and she was also happy to meet me. I mentioned, "You know I really like the lighting system, but I need to be sure that it maintains fleshtones, and does not wash them out. Is there a way that I can demo one? Maybe a five light setup with radio triggers?" I specifically mentioned one of the most expensive systems to keep her interested.
"Oh yes, absolutely, if you come back after the show with your camera, you can set it up with one of our floor demo models and test it out." she replied.
With that, our 30 minute break ended, and I returned her to her booth. I made her promise to wait for me at the end of the show, so I could demo her model (secretly hoping to "demo her" later). She began to blush at my attention, and agreed.
So I came back just before the end of the show, with my camera, and waited nearby. During that time, I spent it gazing your wife. She really is beautiful, I can see why you picked her. Her long brown hair cascaded over her shoulders, and seemed to bounce enticingly with every step. Her gigantic boobs seems to bounce with each step too, and her high, rounded ass swayed with each step. Man, she made me so horny, I knew I needed to see more of her, in more ways than one.
As things began to clear out, I approached the booth, smiled and waved saying "Its Dirk, remember? You said I could demo your equipment?"
She blushed at the obvious double entendre and replied "Yes of course! Come right over here."
So I hooked up my camera and took a few photos of the pre-set object provided there. I looked at my camera and scowled "No this doesn't work, I need to see how the fleshtones look. Kaelyn? Will you please model for me, so I can see how this looks?"
At this point your wife was becoming flustered, and most of her coworkers had left and the conference hall was nearly empty. So I pestered again "Kaelyn, I'll help you finish cleaning up, if you will let me take some photos of you as a test subject. I am sure your coworkers would not mind."
To that, the coworkers agreed and quickly scattered as I started snapping photos of your wife. Then I looked at my image viewer again and said, "No that is still not right, Kaelyn, can you roll up your sleeves, so I can get some close-ups of your arms? I really need to see how this system works."
She agreed again and I moved in closer, taking shots of her hands, elbows, and shoulder. I moved in closer and began taking shots of her chest, the cleavage she showed was tantalizing, and the way her collarbone stood out at her neck line was quite beautiful. Her breathing quickened, and I noticed her face was flush, so I began to say "You really are beautiful, and this lighting equipment brings out your color so nicely. It helps that you are such a great subject. You know I think I will buy this system, but would you give me a chance to do some more photographs of you? I would like to get some new portrait shots to update my portfolio, and you are so beautiful, it would make it easy to get great shots."
She twittered, embarrassed that I would heap so many obvious compliments on her, but with some pestering and cajoling I got her to agree. We finalized the purchase, she said the equipment would be available for me to pick up the next day, to which I followed "Will you also be available? I mean for the photos, but i would be willing to buy you dinner as payment." Blushing she agreed. So a time a date was set for me to come by the next day (Friday).
***
So that is how it started. But you don't really want to hear the rest of that, do you? You wouldn't want to know the details, I am sure it is quite embarrassing for you to hear your wife be seduced by another man. Would you?
Well OK, if you want to hear more about it. I can tell you more. I don't want to embarrass Kaelyn, or get her in trouble at work though. So you would need to keep it to yourself.
***
On Friday I stopped at the Quantum Flash booth about lunch time, to pick up the equipment, and to give Kaelyn a reminder about dinner and the modeling session. I asked what kind of food she liked, and it turned out she liked fancy French Cuisine. Fortunately there are plenty of french places to eat, I chose Le Cirque, as it was the most expensive, and I had plans for her that would justify the expense.
I used the remainder of the afternoon to set up the lights and a backdrop in my hotel suite, and get a reservation at Le Cirque. It was harder than I initially thought it would be, but with a big enough tip, the Maitre D' promised me a back corner table. After the restaurant, I went to a few high end clothing shops, and picked out a couple dresses for her to wear at the photo shoot. A tight black one, that had a scoop neck and mid thigh skirt. The other was a bright blue one, with spaghetti straps, and ankle length skirt, but a slit coming up to the hip. I hoped that she was wearing appropriate bra and underwear.
I came back to the trade show and stopped by the booth at the end of her shift. She seemed to be excited, as she greeted me with a big smile and asked where we were eating. After I told her the location she exclaimed "Oh, that is perfect, some people at my hotel were telling me about that restaurant, as it has excellent reviews and a superb wine selection!"
We arrived at the restaurant on time, and were escorted back to the corner table, as promised. I was sure to buy her the expensive wine that the waiter suggested, and I asked about her job, her life at home, and about her dreams and plans. It turned out she had always enjoyed photography, but wanted to be in front of the camera, to see what that felt like. Which is partially why she had accepted my offer to do some modeling.
After dinner I brought her back to my hotel suite, and showed her the lighting setup, the cameras I planned to use, and the laptop, which was set up on the side, so we can see the photos as they are captured. She suggested some changes to the flash filters, reflector locations, and the photometer location, she really knows her stuff.
So I asked "Well, as I said before, one of my specialties is portraiture, and your lovely face would make it easy to get some wonderful shots to add to my portfolio, would you mind if we start with some close ups."
She replied, "I am still wearing my work clothes, which are not going to give you great photos, as the collar may get show up in the shots."
Fortunately I had already prepared, so I innocently suggested "I picked up a couple of dresses for you, just in case that was a problem. The dresses are hanging in the bathroom, you can look at them and see if you might feel comfortable in either."
Kaelyn perceptibly blushed at this, and I snapped a quick shot "Oh, it looks lovely, your skin tone is beautiful with a bit of a blush!" She giggled, looked at the photo of her face, showing on the screen of the laptop, and proceeded into the bathroom to look at the dresses.
"Oh, these are beautiful, but I am not sure I can do this." she called out from inside the bathroom.
"Sure you can" I cajoled, "you have wanted to be in the front of the camera, just put on a dress and give it a try."
With that, Kaelyn giggled, and I heard the sounds of clothing rustling, she came out wearing the black dress. I was surprised to see that the pantyhose she had been wearing were only thigh-highs, and peaked out from below the hem of the dress as she walked towards the back-drop.
"I didn't expect to have such a short skirt" she mentioned on her way over, "or I would have worn different stockings".
I assured her that I didn't mind (in fact I thought it was sexy as hell), and slipped a glass of champagne in her hand while I started taking some head shots. She smiled politely and posed in a few different ways, while sipping the champagne. I worked my way back, until I could get full body shots, and then refilled her glass.
"I would love to get a few shots of your legs, if you don't mind" I questioned, hoping not to push her too far.
Without a reply, she just stuck one leg out, and slightly pulled up her skirt. From my vantage point, I could see the whole length of her stocking-clad leg, and got a few great shots. I motioned for her to do the same with the other leg, so she pulled up the skirt with both hands. As I moved down in and closer, I could actually see up her skirt to her panties. Which was both exciting, and a little disappointing, as I was hoping she may not wear any.
After a few more minutes I stopped shooting and said "I have a lot of really good material here. So I want to thank you for allowing me to take your photos. But you know, I have always loved blue, would you mind trying on the other dress as well? I would hate to have wasted all that money on the dress without you even trying it on. Would you please just try it on, and maybe I could take a few more shots with that one?"
She agreed, and headed into the bathroom. I was sure to keep the conversation going through the door the whole time. This way she would get more comfortable with the concept of talking to me while partially dressed.
During the conversation she interjected "No, this dress won't work, it has spaghetti straps, and my bra straps show. Your photos won't turn out right."
I replied "Please wear it anyways. Just leave your bra in the bathroom. The dress will cover you up."
There was a minute of hesitation and then she said "No, I can't, the dress is blue, and my pantyhose are black. They clash and don't match. Your photos won't turn out right."
Again I responded "Well, just take off the pantyhose and leave them in the bathroom as well. I really like that color, and I think it would stand out with some effects in the portraits."
Some more hesitation, and finally the door knob turned. She stepped out in the dress, and it was more than I could have asked for. Her large breasts strained at the front of the dress, giving her magnificent cleavage. The slit in the dress showed her leg brilliantly, and her porcelain skin contrasted beautifully with the blue dress.
My jaw was obviously agape as she snapped and said "You know, my eyes are up here. Is this too much? I feel like it is."
I said "Well its not too much for this photo shoot, it is absolutely brilliant!" And with that I started snapping away, I didn't want to give her a chance to back out. After a few minutes she became more confident, and her poses reflected that. I got some nice shots of her face, and some from just the neck down, focusing on her breasts, and finally back to her legs.
I asked her to stick her leg out the slit, to which she complied. A few shots and I said "you know this would be great if it went a little higher, can you lift the top of the slit at all?" She gave me a funny look, thought about it, and then did so. And that is when it hit me. When she moved the skirt up, the slit was so high that I could see her whole hip, up to her waist, and there were no panties.
Nearly breathless I said "That is so sexy, I can barely focus on the photography." and I took a few steps closer.
She looked up at me and replied "The camera should auto-focus, you shouldn't have too much of a problem." then dropped her gaze and bit her lip.
I took another step closer and said "You look good enough to eat right now, and I am still full from dinner, how can that be."
Kaelyn replied "Good enough to eat, huh? I haven't been eaten in years."
"What a shame" I said, "because I am the best." And with one more step I stepped in next to her. I put my hands on her hips and gently drew her to myself, and looking down I kissed her gently on her upturned lips.
She leaned forward into me, and moved her hands up around my neck, and kissed me back. I could feel her breasts pushing into my chest, as our tongues darted into and out of each other's mouths...
***
It kind of got out of control from there. Things got heated, and one thing led to another, yada yada yada. You don't want to hear the lurid details do you? I don't want to embarrass you or Kaelyn. Right?
***
On Friday I stopped at the Quantum Flash booth about lunch time, to pick up the equipment, and to give Kaelyn a reminder about dinner and the modeling session. I asked what kind of food she liked, and it turned out she liked fancy French Cuisine. Fortunately there are plenty of french places to eat, I chose Le Cirque, as it was the most expensive, and I had plans for her that would justify the expense.
I used the remainder of the afternoon to set up the lights and a backdrop in my hotel suite, and get a reservation at Le Cirque. It was harder than I initially thought it would be, but with a big enough tip, the Maitre D' promised me a back corner table. After the restaurant, I went to a few high end clothing shops, and picked out a couple dresses for her to wear at the photo shoot. A tight black one, that had a scoop neck and mid thigh skirt. The other was a bright blue one, with spaghetti straps, and ankle length skirt, but a slit coming up to the hip. I hoped that she was wearing appropriate bra and underwear.
I came back to the trade show and stopped by the booth at the end of her shift. She seemed to be excited, as she greeted me with a big smile and asked where we were eating. After I told her the location she exclaimed "Oh, that is perfect, some people at my hotel were telling me about that restaurant, as it has excellent reviews and a superb wine selection!"
We arrived at the restaurant on time, and were escorted back to the corner table, as promised. I was sure to buy her the expensive wine that the waiter suggested, and I asked about her job, her life at home, and about her dreams and plans. It turned out she had always enjoyed photography, but wanted to be in front of the camera, to see what that felt like. Which is partially why she had accepted my offer to do some modeling.
After dinner I brought her back to my hotel suite, and showed her the lighting setup, the cameras I planned to use, and the laptop, which was set up on the side, so we can see the photos as they are captured. She suggested some changes to the flash filters, reflector locations, and the photometer location, she really knows her stuff.
So I asked "Well, as I said before, one of my specialties is portraiture, and your lovely face would make it easy to get some wonderful shots to add to my portfolio, would you mind if we start with some close ups."
She replied, "I am still wearing my work clothes, which are not going to give you great photos, as the collar may get show up in the shots."
Fortunately I had already prepared, so I innocently suggested "I picked up a couple of dresses for you, just in case that was a problem. The dresses are hanging in the bathroom, you can look at them and see if you might feel comfortable in either."
Kaelyn perceptibly blushed at this, and I snapped a quick shot "Oh, it looks lovely, your skin tone is beautiful with a bit of a blush!" She giggled, looked at the photo of her face, showing on the screen of the laptop, and proceeded into the bathroom to look at the dresses.
"Oh, these are beautiful, but I am not sure I can do this." she called out from inside the bathroom.
"Sure you can" I cajoled, "you have wanted to be in the front of the camera, just put on a dress and give it a try."
With that, Kaelyn giggled, and I heard the sounds of clothing rustling, she came out wearing the black dress. I was surprised to see that the pantyhose she had been wearing were only thigh-highs, and peaked out from below the hem of the dress as she walked towards the back-drop.
"I didn't expect to have such a short skirt" she mentioned on her way over, "or I would have worn different stockings".
I assured her that I didn't mind (in fact I thought it was sexy as hell), and slipped a glass of champagne in her hand while I started taking some head shots. She smiled politely and posed in a few different ways, while sipping the champagne. I worked my way back, until I could get full body shots, and then refilled her glass.
"I would love to get a few shots of your legs, if you don't mind" I questioned, hoping not to push her too far.
Without a reply, she just stuck one leg out, and slightly pulled up her skirt. From my vantage point, I could see the whole length of her stocking-clad leg, and got a few great shots. I motioned for her to do the same with the other leg, so she pulled up the skirt with both hands. As I moved down in and closer, I could actually see up her skirt to her panties. Which was both exciting, and a little disappointing, as I was hoping she may not wear any.
After a few more minutes I stopped shooting and said "I have a lot of really good material here. So I want to thank you for allowing me to take your photos. But you know, I have always loved blue, would you mind trying on the other dress as well? I would hate to have wasted all that money on the dress without you even trying it on. Would you please just try it on, and maybe I could take a few more shots with that one?"
She agreed, and headed into the bathroom. I was sure to keep the conversation going through the door the whole time. This way she would get more comfortable with the concept of talking to me while partially dressed.
During the conversation she interjected "No, this dress won't work, it has spaghetti straps, and my bra straps show. Your photos won't turn out right."
I replied "Please wear it anyways. Just leave your bra in the bathroom. The dress will cover you up."
There was a minute of hesitation and then she said "No, I can't, the dress is blue, and my pantyhose are black. They clash and don't match. Your photos won't turn out right."
Again I responded "Well, just take off the pantyhose and leave them in the bathroom as well. I really like that color, and I think it would stand out with some effects in the portraits."
Some more hesitation, and finally the door knob turned. She stepped out in the dress, and it was more than I could have asked for. Her large breasts strained at the front of the dress, giving her magnificent cleavage. The slit in the dress showed her leg brilliantly, and her porcelain skin contrasted beautifully with the blue dress.
My jaw was obviously agape as she snapped and said "You know, my eyes are up here. Is this too much? I feel like it is."
I said "Well its not too much for this photo shoot, it is absolutely brilliant!" And with that I started snapping away, I didn't want to give her a chance to back out. After a few minutes she became more confident, and her poses reflected that. I got some nice shots of her face, and some from just the neck down, focusing on her breasts, and finally back to her legs.
I asked her to stick her leg out the slit, to which she complied. A few shots and I said "you know this would be great if it went a little higher, can you lift the top of the slit at all?" She gave me a funny look, thought about it, and then did so. And that is when it hit me. When she moved the skirt up, the slit was so high that I could see her whole hip, up to her waist, and there were no panties.
Nearly breathless I said "That is so sexy, I can barely focus on the photography." and I took a few steps closer.
She looked up at me and replied "The camera should auto-focus, you shouldn't have too much of a problem." then dropped her gaze and bit her lip.
I took another step closer and said "You look good enough to eat right now, and I am still full from dinner, how can that be."
Kaelyn replied "Good enough to eat, huh? I haven't been eaten in years."
"What a shame" I said, "because I am the best." And with one more step I stepped in next to her. I put my hands on her hips and gently drew her to myself, and looking down I kissed her gently on her upturned lips.
She leaned forward into me, and moved her hands up around my neck, and kissed me back. I could feel her breasts pushing into my chest, as our tongues darted into and out of each other's mouths...
***
It kind of got out of control from there. Things got heated, and one thing led to another, yada yada yada. You don't want to hear the lurid details do you? I don't want to embarrass you or Kaelyn. Right?
Yeah, you want some of the dirty details? Ok, I'll let you know what happened that evening. But don't let her know that I told you, I think she is afraid of how you will react.
***
As we kissed, I drew her in close, crushing those breasts against my chest. They are magnificent. Her hands stayed up around my neck, with her fingers gently combing my hair, but my hands had no such intention of staying still. They found their way down to her ass, which I squeezed. It was soft and round, and I worked my hands down to the crease, where the ass cheek meets the back of the thigh, and I cradled them through her dress. The material of the skirt was so thin, it was nearly like feeling her ass directly, but I did not want "nearly". She moaned slightly into my mouth as I kneaded those cheeks.
I broke the kiss, and moved my mouth around her jaw line, kissing gently all the way to her neck, then down to her collar bone. This really seemed to be helping, as she started breathing heavier. Her hands stayed on the back of my head, clutching me close to her body with her forearms around my shoulders. With one hand still clutching her rump, I moved the other around towards the front, feeling the softness of her wide round hips, and then up her side, pushing my hand between the inside of her arm and her ribs, resting right at the side of her breast.
She seemed to pinch her arm down a bit, and I could tell she needed more coaxing, so I moved my mouth down her chest to the top of her boobs. If felt like acreage of cleavage to work my way around above the dress. I could feel her hands on my head, trying to move me back up to her mouth, but in so doing, she loosened her arm's pinch on my hand, which allowed it to move around to the front. Back and forth this went, her trying valiantly to remove my hands and keep my kisses to PG rated areas, and me working my hands and mouth to the R rated areas. Eventually I had my hand full on the front of her breast, kneading it gently, and my mouth on her other breast, just above the dress, near her nipple. That is when I decided to move my other hand off her ass, and go for the gold, the X rated spot. Trailing my hand around her soft wide hip on the other side, I began to work it across her thigh and down into her crotch. Her breathing was getting ragged now, and I could tell that she was losing her internal struggle. As cupped her mound with my palm, I started pressuring my fingers onto her pussy, through the dress.
When I did this, her legs started going weak, as she clutched me tightly and panted "I can't... I can't... stand up... I... need to... need... sit..."
Not wanting to let go, and lose my momentum, I swung her around to the bed, and laid her down, with her back on the bed, and her legs draping over the edge with her feet on the floor. I quickly gathered up the dress material with my hand, and using that high dress slit, I pushed it up over her waist and laid it to the side.
"Kaelyn, if you haven't been eaten in a long time, that is a true shame." I said in a low voice. "I intend to correct that right now!" it came out nearly as a growl, as I pushed my face up under the skirt and my face right up to her tight slit. I used one hand to part her lips, and shoved my tongue right into her pussy hole. She was clearly aroused and flushed, and her juices tasted marvelous. I started lapping them up, and rubbing her clit with my fingers.
It did not take long before her hips started bucking up into me, pushing her pussy tighter on my mouth. I shifted my stance and moved my mouth up to her clit, sucking it in, and dropping my hand down, I shoved two fingers into her pussy.
Her shoulders and head jerked off the bed, and she gave a low moan, followed by "Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop..." as she clutched my head with her hands, locking my mouth in its position. She pulled me in so tight, my nose was squished, and I couldn't breath. So I decided to push her over the edge.
Pistoning. my fingers in and out of her pussy, I sucked on her sensitive nub and swirled it with my tongue. Faster and faster, for about 20 seconds and she howled, pushed my head back and away and screamed "Stop! I can't take it! Stop, its too sensitive!"
I knew she was mine now, so I decided to let her have a chance to catch her breath, and I moved my body up over hers on the bed. I drooped her arms over my neck, and slipping my hands under her ass again, I pulled her up all the way onto the bed.
"This dress is hot, but it is still in my way. Here let me help you get it off." I found the zipper on the side, and pulled it down, and then temporarily sitting her up, I worked the dress up over her head, and tossed it to the side.
"And you are also wearing entirely too much clothes" she said, looking at me. She reached over and started to undo my belt buckle, which allowed me to drop my pants. Hooking her thumbs in the waistband of my boxer briefs, she dragged them down as well, holding them while I stepped out of them. She brought her head up to my now very erect dick, and slowly took it into her mouth.
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Let me know if I am going too far. I don't want you to get uncomfortable.
***
As we kissed, I drew her in close, crushing those breasts against my chest. They are magnificent. Her hands stayed up around my neck, with her fingers gently combing my hair, but my hands had no such intention of staying still. They found their way down to her ass, which I squeezed. It was soft and round, and I worked my hands down to the crease, where the ass cheek meets the back of the thigh, and I cradled them through her dress. The material of the skirt was so thin, it was nearly like feeling her ass directly, but I did not want "nearly". She moaned slightly into my mouth as I kneaded those cheeks.
I broke the kiss, and moved my mouth around her jaw line, kissing gently all the way to her neck, then down to her collar bone. This really seemed to be helping, as she started breathing heavier. Her hands stayed on the back of my head, clutching me close to her body with her forearms around my shoulders. With one hand still clutching her rump, I moved the other around towards the front, feeling the softness of her wide round hips, and then up her side, pushing my hand between the inside of her arm and her ribs, resting right at the side of her breast.
She seemed to pinch her arm down a bit, and I could tell she needed more coaxing, so I moved my mouth down her chest to the top of her boobs. If felt like acreage of cleavage to work my way around above the dress. I could feel her hands on my head, trying to move me back up to her mouth, but in so doing, she loosened her arm's pinch on my hand, which allowed it to move around to the front. Back and forth this went, her trying valiantly to remove my hands and keep my kisses to PG rated areas, and me working my hands and mouth to the R rated areas. Eventually I had my hand full on the front of her breast, kneading it gently, and my mouth on her other breast, just above the dress, near her nipple. That is when I decided to move my other hand off her ass, and go for the gold, the X rated spot. Trailing my hand around her soft wide hip on the other side, I began to work it across her thigh and down into her crotch. Her breathing was getting ragged now, and I could tell that she was losing her internal struggle. As cupped her mound with my palm, I started pressuring my fingers onto her pussy, through the dress.
When I did this, her legs started going weak, as she clutched me tightly and panted "I can't... I can't... stand up... I... need to... need... sit..."
Not wanting to let go, and lose my momentum, I swung her around to the bed, and laid her down, with her back on the bed, and her legs draping over the edge with her feet on the floor. I quickly gathered up the dress material with my hand, and using that high dress slit, I pushed it up over her waist and laid it to the side.
"Kaelyn, if you haven't been eaten in a long time, that is a true shame." I said in a low voice. "I intend to correct that right now!" it came out nearly as a growl, as I pushed my face up under the skirt and my face right up to her tight slit. I used one hand to part her lips, and shoved my tongue right into her pussy hole. She was clearly aroused and flushed, and her juices tasted marvelous. I started lapping them up, and rubbing her clit with my fingers.
It did not take long before her hips started bucking up into me, pushing her pussy tighter on my mouth. I shifted my stance and moved my mouth up to her clit, sucking it in, and dropping my hand down, I shoved two fingers into her pussy.
Her shoulders and head jerked off the bed, and she gave a low moan, followed by "Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop..." as she clutched my head with her hands, locking my mouth in its position. She pulled me in so tight, my nose was squished, and I couldn't breath. So I decided to push her over the edge.
Pistoning. my fingers in and out of her pussy, I sucked on her sensitive nub and swirled it with my tongue. Faster and faster, for about 20 seconds and she howled, pushed my head back and away and screamed "Stop! I can't take it! Stop, its too sensitive!"
I knew she was mine now, so I decided to let her have a chance to catch her breath, and I moved my body up over hers on the bed. I drooped her arms over my neck, and slipping my hands under her ass again, I pulled her up all the way onto the bed.
"This dress is hot, but it is still in my way. Here let me help you get it off." I found the zipper on the side, and pulled it down, and then temporarily sitting her up, I worked the dress up over her head, and tossed it to the side.
"And you are also wearing entirely too much clothes" she said, looking at me. She reached over and started to undo my belt buckle, which allowed me to drop my pants. Hooking her thumbs in the waistband of my boxer briefs, she dragged them down as well, holding them while I stepped out of them. She brought her head up to my now very erect dick, and slowly took it into her mouth.
***
Let me know if I am going too far. I don't want you to get uncomfortable.
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