Erotic Coupling: Hot, Dom-Sub, Exhibitionism
This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to real people, living or dead, or to actual events is purely coincidental. All characters involved in any sexual activity are over the age of 18. This is a six part series following our couple from first date to marriage. It is rather long, but I hope you enjoy the story. Constructive criticism is always welcome.
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I had been divorced for over a year and decided to "get back into the dating game." I had already tried the old standard approaches of trolling local bars and cruising local organizations, with no interesting contacts. So I took the modern route and posted an ad on one of the dating sites. I had met a couple women and had some not terribly memorable sex, but I had not met anyone who I would want to be with for the long term.
I had contacted a woman who sounded somewhat interesting. We had shared several emails and a few phone conversations. She could put multiple sentences together in a coherent fashion and could carry on a conversation for longer than 15 minutes. (Not just, "It's kinda like, well, ya know... ")
I had a season subscription to the ballet (Not everyone's cup of tea, but I enjoy it so I would like a companion who does too.) I invited Corrine to go to the ballet with me and she accepted, although she admitted that she had never attended the ballet before. Since we had chatted several times on the phone, I got her address so that we could meet at her house and go from there.
I also have a few rose bushes which I enjoy tending. My work was going to take me into her part of town a couple days before the actual date, so I picked a rose and wrapped it to stay fresh as I drove across town. I knew that Corrine worked from home most days, so it was likely that she would be there that day.
After my appointment, I called and told her that I was in her driveway and that I had a present for her. When she came out, she was wearing a thin robe. After I gave her the rose, she gave me a nice hug and it was clear that she had substantial breasts and was wearing no bra. Both positive indicators for me!
We confirmed our plans and I left. That evening, she called to thank me again for the thoughtful gesture.
I met Corrine at her house on Saturday evening. She was dressed and ready to go. I was surprised that she carried a bit of extra weight, but (of course) made no comment about that. We chatted as I drove to Symphony Hall. We each had a glass of wine before we took our seats. 'Copellia' was a delightful ballet, and we enjoyed it very much. I noticed that her dress was a wrap design which frequently displayed a substantial amount of cleavage, which I also enjoyed very much.
After the ballet we went to a nearby restaurant for a delicious dessert before driving back to her house. We talked about the performance and Corrine said that she had been pleasantly surprised by how much she had enjoyed it. She also commented on the form-fitting attire of the dancers.
When we reached her home she asked if I would like to come in for a drink and so we could talk a little more. Her home was modest, but well kept. We sat on the couch and enjoyed a glass of wine, and then we kissed a bit. Then we kissed a little bit more, with more passion. Then I was running my hands over her body, feeling her large breasts and round bottom. After several minutes of this Corrine broke our kiss and took my hand in hers, pulling me up and leading me to the stairway leading up. There was no discussion, no conversation, no questions, she simply led me to the stairway to her bedroom.
As we stood in her room beside her bed I reached out and began to unbutton the button that held her wrap blouse together. Taking that as a cue she stepped closer and slid my jacket off, laying it on a chair. I pulled the tails of her blouse out of her skirt and peeled it down her arms and off, tossing it onto the foot of her bed. I caressed her bra covered breasts as she unbuttoned my shirt, pulling it off and draping it over my jacket. Then she pulled my undershirt over my head and tossed it onto my growing pile of clothes.
I took Corrine into my arms, only her bra separating our bare skin. As I kissed her I worked the four books of her bra loose, and her bra fell loose between us. I leaned down and kissed her neck and throat before continuing down to her massive breasts. When I kissed and then sucked on first one breast and nipple and then the other, Corrine tipped her head back to give me unfettered access as she sighed deeply. After several minutes of this Corrine said, "You have been looking forward to that all evening, haven't you?"
"I hope that I wasn't too obvious, but I am truly a breast man and yours looked delicious!"
Corrine unfastened the waist of her skirt and stepped out of it, while I removed my trousers and put them on my pile of clothes. She sat on the bed and removed her pantyhose. I watched while I removed my socks. Then we were there, in her bedroom, me in my jockey shorts with a big bulge in the front, she in her panties with a visible damp spot at the crotch.
I climbed onto the bed and pulled Corrine to me, feeling her huge naked breasts pressing and rubbing against my bare chest. We kissed and fondled, I caressed her breasts and nipples until she was breathing hard. She pulled my shorts down and touched my penis, pumping up and down the length with her hand.
I moved down her body kissing and sucking the soft flesh of her abdomen while pulling my undershorts completely off. As I approached her pubic bush, Corrine gently grasped my head and tried to pull me up. But I did not want to move up her body just yet, I wanted to taste her nectar and drive her excitement to greater heights, so I continued downward, dragging her panties down and burying my nose in her rich bush and savoring the aroma of her arousal.