The Arrival: Let The Games Begin
Eric and Tamara were married. Unfortunately it wasn't to each other. Fate brought them together. And love and their hunger for variety brought them closer. Their appetites for sexual fulfillment were unquenchable. Thus, their desires for each other grew stronger every day. They tried new things constantly, the bolder the more exciting. It was this thirst for new adventure that kept their excitement at a peak. And it is Tamara's insistence on leading Eric to new and bolder situations where our story begins.
Tamara was in her mid-thirties. Caught in a relationship that proved futile, she set out to conquer boredom and fate handed her Eric, another casualty of a relationship missing key ingredients. Together they discovered romance, lust and adventure.
"Honey. I'm flying into town tomorrow. My flight arrives at 4:20. Can you pick me up?" Tamara had a habit of planning spontaneous trips and this was no exception. She loved surprising Eric and he loved to drop everything for another visit from his lover. She knew he was in a position to drop everything for a weekend of crazed sex and tender romance. And he didn't disappoint.
"Sure baby," Eric replied on the other end of the line. "I'll be there with bells on and a hard cock." Eric, approaching those middle age years where men question their sexual prowess, was always shocked at how Tamara's sexual appetite kept him young at heart and able to keep up with her energetic pace.
4:20 arrived and the flight was on schedule. Tamara gathered her bags and met Eric with a deep kiss and a hug that would definitely be classified as bearish. He grabbed the larger of the 2 bags and commented on her flight attire. A short skirt and low cut top showed off her finer points and to top it all off, Tamara leaned into Eric's ear and whispered, "Honey, I shed my panties 20 minutes ago."
This single comment caused the blood in Eric's body to reposition itself, resulting in his cock to grow exponentially and threaten to break from his pants by itself. Expectations grew as Eric's Chevy Blazer came into view. As the bags dropped and Eric's key turned in the lock, Tamara took this opportunity to let her hand snake between his legs and cup his crotch.
"Baby, I've missed you so much." Was her throaty comment as she turned Eric around, planted a deep kiss and pushed her tongue past his lips. Eric's hands dropped below her hemline and worked up under her skirt. Standing behind the open passenger door they were hidden from view by all but the most curious of passerby, most of who were oblivious to the growing passion in the airport lot. Squeezing her ass cheeks and wandering to the front of her thighs, his hands stroked that erogenous part of her inner thigh and slowly worked up to her freshly shaven mound. As his fingers found that moist fold where Tamara's wetness began, she moaned softly, readjusted her stance and spread her legs oh so slightly. Kissing him deeply she felt his fingers stroke a few times then enter her. Just a bit at first then deeper, one finger then 2 and then 3. Oh, she was so wet and as his fingers spread slightly she gasped at how full she felt.
"Release me." Eric pleaded as Tamara's hands continued to play with his still entrapped cock. Her fingers fumbled with the zipper as her mind still played homage to their interlocked tongues. Finally she was rewarded with a hot, throbbing cock that felt so wanting of her grip. She slowly stroked his shaft, the pre-cum running over her fingers as her pussy relished in the deep strokes of a 3 finger massage. She maneuvered herself around and bent forward grabbing the passenger seat of the Blazer. Spreading her legs she growled, "Fuck me hard baby! I want you now! I cant wait a second longer."
With a single stroke he was inside, pumping furiously, hands grabbing her tits as she pushed back towards him. Fingers splayed and palms flat she pushed against the seat to meet his powerful thrusts, balls slapping her ass as his long deep strokes seemed to find the ends of the depths of her wet hole. Throwing her head back she moaned. Eric pushed into her hard. Long strokes that found their limits deep and pulled back until just the tip of his cock head was still inside her. Then back to the end of his shaft in one smooth and powerful stroke. As always they were overcome by the time between their visits and the first fuck was always fast, hard and quick. Lovemaking was reserved for encore performances.
