Spice of Life

What makes your twat tingle? When your lover tickles your titty, does your pussy get all warm and mushy inside? Do your juices start flowing when he bites his way through your bush?

One night. when my wife wile was away visiting her mother, I suddenly had the urge to get out of the house. Now our little town was one of those burgs that hold up tight after nine o'clock; everything is mighty dead by then. The coffee shop on Main Street was the only place showing any lights. The night was unusually cold, so a cup of coffee sounded like a good idea, I knew the owners, Dora and Harry, so l decided to stop in and shoot the breeze. When I opened the door, Dora looked up from behind the counter.

"I'm sorry. Carl, I'm just closing up. I guess i forgot to lock the door."

"That's okey, Dora." l told her."My wife's away, and l just felt a little lonesome. I thought I'd stop by and see your old man for a few minutes."

"Well. talk about being lonesome. Harry's gone, too. He'll be gone all night. It's been awfully quiet tonight, so come on in and I pour you a cup of coffee."

She locked the door behind me then pulled down the window-shades before setting a cup on the counter. But when she went to the coffee urn, to prepare she remembered she had already turned it off. Their living quarters were in in the back, and she graciously suggested we go back there.

"The percolator is on in the kitchen," she offered. "and I'll pour you a cup."

I started to tell her I didn't like to cause her any trouble, but she interrupted. "Nonsense. I'm lonesome too." As she made her way to their apartment, she stopped in the doorway and stuck out her lower lip in a pout.

"Besides, l can't remember when I've had the chance to be alone with a good-looking man like you."

Something In her tone made it sound like a pretty good deal, After all. she was one hell at a good looking woman. Followed her, and she set me down at the kitchen table. When she'd poured us each a cup of coffee, she sat opposite me. When Dora placed her elbows on the table and leaned forward a bit, I could see the soft swell of her tits. She couldn't help but notice my eyes taking them in, but she didn't try to hide them, either. She hunched her shoulders even more,

and I could see that she wasn't wearing a bra. I even caught tantalizing glimpses or her taut nipples.

When I glanced up, I saw that her eyes were on mine, and her smile was a provocative one. She began making light conversation that gradually turned to how frustrating it was to be without a man to cuddle up against on a cold night like it was. I may be dumb. but I'm not stupid. I commiserated with her by saying that I could think of nothing nicer than the feel of a woman's warm naked body against mine on a cold night.

She suddenly pushed herself away from the table. Standing up, she suggested that we'd be more comfortable on the sofa in the other room. As we sat down, I could feel the warmth of her buttocks and thighs as they pressed close to mine. She asked if I thought she should light the heater, I told her I thought we would be warm enough it we moved closer and let the heat of our bodies heat us up. She snuggled up to me, and I put my arm around her, My hand draped over her shoulder, allowing my fingers to caress the tops or her tits.

She turned her face to me and pulled on my wrist. I kissed her as my fingers groped for her nipples. I put my other hand on her thigh, and she moaned and opened her legs.

"I think we've found the nicest way at all to get warm," she sighed. She gripped my hard-on through the bulge in my pants.

" In fact, feeling what you have there makes me hot"

I pushed my hand under her skirt. When my fingers reached the crotch of her panties, It was no surprise to find that they were warm and more than a little damp. She unzipped my fly and pulled out my cock. It was still and hard. Drops of pre cum were oozing out at its pee-hole. Just as she wiped through them with her thumb. I lifted the crotch at her panties and inserted two fingers into her juicy cunt. Then I lifted out one of her tits and held its rigid nipple to my lips. I sucked it into my mouth. Her ass bounced wildly as she fucked my fingers. Then, she stood up and pulled me by the hand.

"My bed will be so much better than this," she panted.

I wasn't about to argue with that. I lay naked on the bed and watched her undress. It was evident that she was plenty aroused. Her nipples were hard and stuck out so far that they looked like they'd break off. As she looked at my erect cock. she thrust her hand between her legs. Cupping her cunt, she squeezed her thighs around it. Then, stepping to the dresser drawer, she produced a condom. She tossed it to me saying that she always made Harry use one, because she didn't want to became pregnant. She waited impatiently for me to unroll it on my cock. She straddled my hips with her knees. She placed her hands on my waist. She hovered her cunt over my cock, and then sat down hard. I shoved my prick up to her at the same time. Our pelvic bones ground together as my cock drove into her cunt. She rocked from side to side as she squirmed her wet cum in tight circles, She uttered a shrill cry.

"Harry never lets me fuck like this," she squealed.

"He just pumps his cock in me until he comes. Sometimes he waits till I come. but most at the time he doesn't. I love the bastard, but you don't know how I've been craving a real fuck like this one."

"l know what you mean," I told her.

" My wile never gets as hot as you are. She lets me fuck her anytime I want. but she just lays there until I blast my rocks off. Really. I can do the same thing with my hand."

"Me, too," Dora admitted. "I do that a lot too."

"You won't have to any more. Not as long as I'm around,"

"I'm looking forward to a lot of this in the future," she moaned. | felt shudders run through her body as she came explosively. I shot my wad, too. But our fucking wasn't over tor the night. More than once that night, she sucked my cock up to another hardon. I replaced the condom twice more before we finally finished.

When my wile came home, she proved to be a lot more active in bed than she'd ever been. She gave me the best fucks since we were first married, I mentioned this to Dora the next time my wile visited her mother, and Harry was away.

"You know," Dora said. "it's the same with Harry. He seems to love fucking more than he ever did, too. He even asks me to sit on his cock, now. It makes me wonder it he's found a tutor."

Her remark set us both to some serious thinking. The next time that my wile and Dora's husband were gone at the same time, we checked up on them. We learned that they were visiting an out of-town motel. It made me realize that the sex manuals were right; a little extramarital fucking does add a lot of spice to life.