This story, like most that will be submitted by me , is a collaboration between my beautiful wife and myself. We have been writing stories for each other for some time, and have decided to share them. Some are true, some are fantasies, but I won't tell which... Enjoy.
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It was the first time they had been able to get away from the kids for a night in a very long time. They had gone to an extravagant wedding reception in a much-to-expensive and fancy hotel ballroom. The bride was her best friend... and very well off financially. But, Kevin and Naomi enjoyed it nonetheless. She'd even gotten him to dance with her a few times. Each time, becoming more entranced with each other. She would slyly press herself against him, look into his eyes, and smile that amorous smile of hers. He knew damn well what she wanted... Good thing they'd booked a room in that very hotel...
Soon the teasing proved to be too much for him. As he twirled her around the last time, he caught her hand and swiftly led her away from the crowd and into the lobby. No one seemed to notice... No one came out as they waited for the elevator. Their eyes never left each other as they got inside.
No sooner had the doors closed together than he had her against the wall, crushing his lips to hers, pulling her body against him. She kissed him hungrily, wanting to taste his mouth, his tongue, his lips. By the time the elevator stopped at the 7th floor came, he had her hoisted up, legs wrapped around him, his hands hiking her skirt up holding onto her perky little ass so he could grind himself into her through his pants. Both of their shirts were halfway unbuttoned as they tore into the hotel room, slamming the door behind them. He still had her wrapped around him as they fell to the bed. His lips moved to her neck where he trailed long, sucking, biting kisses down it, slowly moving down her body.
Her black lacy bra was all that stood between his mouth and her little breasts. He quickly moved that aside as he fondled one breast with his hand and teased the other with his tongue. Her breath caught in her throat when he bit down on the soft pink flesh. His mouth was hungry to taste her.
Her skirt and his pants somehow made it to the floor. The thong she was wearing matched her bra... black and lacy. He all but ripped it from her body and sat back to gaze lustily at her creamy naked skin.
His fingers slid between her legs and played with her, rubbing her clit and making her squirm. He pushed two fingers into her wet pussy and moved them inside her. Her body responded quickly to his fingers, moving in sync with them. He watched with growing lust as her fingers pinched her own nipples, head thrown back, lips letting long, aroused moans escape.
He withdrew his fingers and licked the juices from them, then lowered his mouth to where they had been and buried his face into her. Tongue expertly licking every crevice, pulsating on her clit. Her moans quickly turned to cries of bliss as she started to orgasm. Her hands grabbing desperately at his head, begging for more. His mouth cradled her as cum swirled over his tongue as she rode out her orgasm, screaming her pleasure. He licked the hot cum from her and moved his lips back up her body.. Slow, tantalizing kisses, back to her mouth.
She kissed him eagerly, tasting her pussy on his tongue. She felt his hard cock rubbing against her. It was warm and throbbing against her naked skin. She rolled him over and knelt before him, sliding him into her mouth. Slowly she inched her hot, wet mouth over him. Her soft tongue rubbed the head of his dick, her smooth fingers circled the base and began to slide skillfully in sync with her mouth. His breath was heavy as he watched her. She looked up and met his gaze she sucked him... He felt ready to burst watching her, feeling her, wanting her.
