Mareka waited for Sergei in one of the abandoned rooms of the art gallery where his latest exhibition was taking place. He had just arrived that day and texted her albeit via an encrypted message lest Serona find out. All the message said was 'Art Do at Karlson Art Gallery, Pierre Casanova will be there, bring flowers'.
Mareka had immediately realised that it was Sergei who was texting her and she was looking forward to seeing him again.
She had stripped down naked and wore just a robe. Her clothes were bundled away messily in a corner of the room. The room was bare save for a chair that she had placed in the middle of the room and a scarf was draped over the back of the chair. The room was illuminated by the moonlight coming in through the windows. The moonlight bathed the chair in its blue light as if shining a spotlight over what was going to happen there.
Finally there was a knock on the door and Sergei entered the room. Before he could call out her name, Mareka came up from behind him and muffled his mouth. He turned around to say something but she placed a finger on his lips and turned him around. She then proceeded to tie the scarf around his eyes.
She then gently placed her hands on his shoulders and lowered him to his knees. She came around in front of him, put a finger below his chin to raise his face and kissed him, long and wantonly. She then placed a thigh over his shoulder and brought her vagina to his mouth. She put either hand on his shoulders to support herself as she started moving her hips to the movement of his tongue. He used his hands to support her buttocks. Slowly at first he licked her clitoris. He knew that the timing of the movement of his tongue was important and that it needed to be synchronized with the movement of her hips. As she started to moan and become more wet, her hips started to move more urgently. His tongue started to flick her clitoris faster, moving in sync with her hips, his hands helping her work her hips to the movement of his tongue. As her moaning grew more incessant he knew she was about to come. He started to lick faster, her hips now moving quite urgently. Finally she came, her legs buckling under her; he had to hold her up with his hands lest she fall onto him.
She then made him stand and taking him to the chair she made him sit on it. She took Sergei's hands and tied them at the back of the chair with a ribbon.
"Your turn" she said huskily and kissed him again. Slowly she let her kisses trail down his neck towards the chest and as she unbuttoned his shirt, her kisses trailed down lower to his lower abdomen. She could make out that he was very hard, his penis just waiting to be let out and be made love to. She continued to kiss him on his chest and playfully licked his ear lobes, tantalising him further. Then she spread his legs a little and taking his zipper in her teeth she slid it down to expose his penis, the tip shining with pre cum.
Mareka at this point was thoroughly enjoying herself. She loved to play with Sergei and she loved the effect it had on him, the way her moves made his penis twitch, the way her foreplay made him so hard, a simple kiss on his penis would make him come.
Sergei equally loved these encounters and every time he knew he was going to meet Mareka he would save himself for a few days so that the experience would lead to such heightened pleasures.
Mareka rolled back his foreskin with her index finger. Then she slowly ran it along the shaft of his penis. It twitched as she did it and she loved to see it do that. She did it again and smiled when it twitched again.
"You're so hard. Do you want me to make you come already?" she whispered huskily in his ear.
Sergei nodded in agreement.
She chuckled and went back to caressing his penis with her index finger. As she rubbed his penis, Sergei started to moan and move his hips to the movement of her finger. Mareka could always tell when he was about to come and she loved teasing him longer and longer. It was all part of the game they played.
Between using her index finger she would also flick her tongue over his penis. She had gotten so good at it that she would alternate between fingering and licking and that would make him more and more aroused.
As she alternated between her tongue and index finger, Sergei's thrusting started to become more urgent.
Just as he was about to come she stopped and watched as he came, his penis twitching as it blew its load, a torrent of semen that rose high in the air and fell slowly everywhere.
It left Sergei gasping for breath.
Their little rendezvous was far from over. Mareka still wanted him inside her and that was always the best part. But before that she had to make him erect again. It usually took a couple of minutes for her to coax Sergei into readiness.
She presented her nipple to him which he suckled slowly, caressingly as it became harder and her desire grew. She started to finger herself as he suckled her nipple, at the same time offering words of encouragement to him.
"Yeah.. you're making me so wet Sergei.. I want you inside me so bad.. I want you to make love to me.. make love to me like never before. I want you to come inside me.. Do it to me Sergei.. love me like there's no tomorrow.."
In a couple of minutes Sergei was erect again. She threw down the robe she was wearing and now she was completely naked. She took of his blindfold to stare into his eyes. Slowly, whilst maintaining eye contact, she lowered herself onto his penis. Her eyes never leaving his, she slowly started to move up and down, taking his entire length inside her.
"Hold me.." she said placing her head on his shoulder.
He held her tightly in his arms as he started to thrust more urgently. As his thrusts started to become more urgent, she kissed him and started to move her hips faster and faster.
She knew he was about to come so she told him to hold on just a bit.
"Don't come yet. I'm not done with you.."
Sergei waited for a few seconds till the feeling subsided then he started to thrust again. They would go like this for minutes, always stopping before he came. As they continued to make love, it always grew harder and harder for Sergei to control himself. Every thrust made Mareka hotter and more wet, her juices flowing down the shaft of his penis, his balls right down to his thighs.
They continued to stop and start, stop and start and finally when Sergei could take it no longer, he thrust harder and harder till he came deep inside her, holding her hard and gasping for breath. Then he lay back in his chair as she continued to sit on him, her head on his shoulder, both gasping for breath, spent and satisfied. Finally she got off him and kissed him goodbye.
Such was the nature of their clandestine meetings. Nobody would know who Sergei's secret lover was. Serona would never know of Mareka's infidelity. And it was this secrecy that made their meetings forbidden, so tempting, so erotic.
When Mareka got back home, Serona was waiting for her. She had a book in her hand and half a glass of wine on the table beside her. As Mareka entered and hung her coat on the rack, Serona immediately put down her book and ran to greet her with a long lingering kiss.
"Wow you look very happy to see me.. had a nice day?"
"Yes I had a wonderful day" said Serona taking Mareka's hand and guiding her to the sofa.
"I got an award today" said Serona proudly pointing towards a trophy that she had deposited on top of their mantelpiece.
She brought it to Mareka for her to examine. It said
"Star of the month"
"Wow Serona this is amazing. All that hard work finally paid off.."
"Yes, they finally took notice of all the hard work I've put in.. Couldn't have done it without your support though.." and she kissed Mareka again.
"I want tonight to be special.. Celebrate with me Mareka" said Serona taking off her tshirt and kissing her again, longingly.
But something in their kiss was amiss.
""What's the matter you ok Love?" asked Serona looking at Mareka worriedly.
"Yeah I'm ok" said Mareka kissing Serona but Serona stopped her.
"Whats the matter, tell me" said Serona..
