Our goal is to appeal to men and women alike but is written from the perspective of the female character, Lily. She is successful, confident and knows what she wants.... And isn't afraid to ask for it.
If everything goes according to our hopes and plans, we will create a series about the adventures of Eric and Lily as they move around the country and experience each other, and the world.
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—————————————————-/// The morning had got off to an early start. Too early from my perspective. I would have preferred to have stayed in bed and have another go around with my husband, Eric, who had accompanied me to my conference here in Florida.
Eric and I have been married for about two years.
We met through work where Eric had come in to my company to do financial consulting. We started talking over a few casual lunches and then some after work drinks at a local bar. We found that we had a lot in common and enjoyed many of the same things. We are both avid golfers, enjoy hiking and biking, being outdoors (though I am much more knowledgeable about flowers and horticulture than he is) and generally sharing and exchanging thoughts and ideas. You might say that we have found soulmates in each other.
However, when we first met, we were both married to other people. We had a torrid affair that lasted for over a year and during that time, we had a chance to really explore each other, mentally, physically, and emotionally.
When we decided that we were going to take the leap with each other and get divorces, we had a very open and intense discussion about what we need to do to keep our marriage as fun, honest and hot as the affair had been. Is it possible to have an affair with your spouse? We made a pact with each other to explore that concept in our marriage.
My role as Vice President of Operations for Tier 2 automotive supplier keeps me very busy. Long hours at manufacturing plants around the country and lots of travel to those sites and other meetings makes my time at home, and time with Eric, very precious.
As a woman in a senior leadership role, I deal with all forms of sexism and chauvinism.I have learned a few tricks to combat the inevitable come ons. But I love what I do and don't have any intention of letting a few bad apples ruin the fun and satisfaction that I have with my career.
That is not to say that I don't enjoy being sexy and feminine. I love when I can just be myself, out with Eric, wearing a blouse with a plunging neckline (usually with no bra) and a skirt with a slit so far up the side that makes impossible to wear panties. There have even been a few days at work, when we were heading out of town for the weekend, that I led my Friday staff meeting with my favorite ass plug inside of me for just for the thrill of it.
It always feels so good, and I love knowing that my team hasn't a clue that my skirt is tucked up so that my bare ass is sitting in the chair at the head of the table with a 2" bullet inside of me. Who says that you can't be powerful and be a woman too!
Anyways, today is the last day of the conference and Eric and I had decided to stay an extra few days on our own just to enjoy the sun and give us some time for some pretty amazing sex. I know that everyone thinks that they are great in bed, but Eric and I have had some incredibly fun and erotic encounters with each other since we have been together.
I tend to have a very wet pussy and I am a squirter. The way that Eric's cock hits me on some days makes me cum like the Bellagio fountains.
I really do need to be cautious about when I think about our adventures. We have made love, had sex and flat out fucked our brains out in various situations and cities around the country.
If I am not careful, my pussy gets soaking wet in a minute and that, of course, distracts me when I am at work and there isn't anything I can do to take care of my "immediate needs".
Since today was the last day of the conference, we wrapped up about 10:30. After the obligatory handshakes with the other conference goers, who were all heading to the airport, I was ready to head back to our room and put on my new bathing suit that I had bought especially for this trip.
It is a lovely one piece with a plunging neckline that shows off my 38D's very well. The legs are very high cut, above the hips. Although I am not normally a bright colors person (I prefer earthtones), I fell in love with this yellow suit (with matching sarong) and had my nails done before I left to match this one outfit.
I love how sexy and beautiful this swimsuit makes me feel.
As I go out on to the pool deck, I can feel the sun already starting to become intense and it is not even noon yet. It is going to be another Florida scorcher. Maybe because it was the last day or the conference and mid-week, the pool area was not very crowded. There were not many people in the water and a just few couples at different areas around the pool.
It wasn't hard to find Eric, already shirtless, glistening with SPF 35, Ray Bans lowered, and the legs of his swim trunks pulled up high into his crotch so that he can get a better tan on the top of his legs.
Eric is in his mid 50s, a few years older than me. While he certainly is showing signs of graying, his body is still thin and toned that looks great with his olive complexion. You would think that he is part lizard the way that he soaks up the sun. Did I mention that he is nicely endowed? As I approach him on the chaise lounge, I can see the outline of his (obviously circumcised) dick pressing against his swimsuit.
I think about the oversized cock head that is under his shorts and about how good it feels in me. It feels wonderful in every hole in my body. He has kept me up late a few nights this week that left me with less sleep than I would normally like for my meetings.
But that late night fucking, when we were both a little tipsy after the receptions, was worth the loss of sleep.
Eric has assembled a handful of towels and one of the much sought after 2-person lounge chairs. The general shape is that of a modern looking phycologists couch, just twice as wide and perfect for midafternoon napping, people watching, reading or just snuggling together.
I can see that there is already a margarita waiting there on the table for me. The outside of the glass is wet with condensation from the Florida humidity, and I take a sip. It tastes wonderfully perfect, and I sit down next to Eric who opens his eyes and smiles as I join him on the lounge.
"How was the last day of meetings?", he asks. "You know, the typical. Way too much testosterone in the room, trying to get a few things accomplished while we are here. But most of the guys are just here for a few days to get away from their wives, drink too much and hit on anything with tits.", I tell him.
"It's funny, you didn't seem to think there was too much testosterone in our room last night when I had you pinned up against the window at 3am." says Eric with that huge "come get me grin" on his face. But he wasn't wrong. Eric had woken up in the middle of the night and I was frisky as well. When I got up to go to the washroom, Eric met me in the darkened hotel room when I was coming back to bed.
Since we both sleep naked, it didn't take long for me to figure out where this was all going. Eric's hands first grabbed me at the waist and pulled me into him. Before I could react, his lips had found mine and I could sense his tongue starting to part my lips, wanting to explore deeper into my mouth. I felt no need to resist and reciprocated by allowing our tongues to be intertwined as I felt his hands move over my body.
His right hand reached around me and firmly grabbed my naked ass, pulling me closer into him. I felt his cock starting to swell as it rubbed against my mid-section. His left hand had come up and gently brushed my right breast. I could already sense myself getting so wet as he began firmly fondling my tits.
The pressure of his hands against me felt wonderful as I parted our lips if only for a moment to let out a sigh of pleasure. He then began pinching and rolling my nipples between his thumb and fingers. My breasts were aching even more now as he shifted his right hand from my ass and brought it around to where he could begin running his finger down the slit of my pussy. I could sense how wet I was getting at that moment. How much I needed him right there and then.
His hand dropped and then Eric's fingers started exploring inside of me. First with just one. But as he felt my wetness, another finger slid in beside the other. Still standing, I adjusted my legs slightly farther apart and let him feel even deeper while his other hand continued to pinch my nipples, alternating between sides.
I could tell that Eric's hard-on was now fully raging and it was pressing hard against me as we continued to kiss, grind and grope each other in the darkness of the room.
Then, in an instant, Eric again grabbed me around the waist and spun us around 180 degrees so that I was now standing with my back to the large, sliding glass doors that went out on to the small balcony that overlooked the public beach area. And in that one motion, I suddenly found myself being lifted from my feet, Eric's hands clenched around my back and my legs lifting off the ground, firmly wrapping around his hips.
I was pinned up against the frame of the door. I felt his thick cock slide into me. It always feels familiar, but so wonderful every time. My naked ass was now visible to any person walking along the beach. The very thought of being exposed, naked and the possibility of having a passing stranger know that I am getting fucked at that very moment adds to the thrill of what is happening.
Eric's powerful and rhythmic thrusts were drilling into my soaking cunt. I could feel my clit throbbing and the pressure building inside of me. I want to squirt. I so needed to cum.
But I knew I needed to hang on as long as I can. My arms were wrapped around his neck, pushing my breasts in to his face as he continues his seemingly relentless pounding of my pussy.
I leaned back slightly, my legs still wrapped around him. This subtle change of angle allowed him to penetrate me even deeper. His balls are slapping up against me as his cock is fully buried with every thrust. My juices were now running down Eric's cock and balls as my moaning is becoming louder every second. The pressure inside of me was now to the point where I couldn't hold myself from cumming and I could sense Eric was close too.
With his one final deep drive in to my love channel, I released and squirted all over the hard cock that has been pounding me for the past five minutes. Eric lets a grunt out as I sense his energy wane, having shot his load deep in me while I squirt a second time. My wetness had sprayed all over the two of us and on to the floor. We held on to each other for another second before we collapsed back into the bed together, catching our breath and releasing from our love making embrace.
After a few minutes of quiet, I get up from the bed and tell Eric, "I need to rinse off and get some more sleep before my first meeting in the morning. I can't show up at breakfast smelling like sex". By the time I turn to head toward the shower, Eric had rolled over to his side of the bed, curled up under the covers and was back on his way to the land of slumber before I even made it to the washroom.
But, that was last night and now that I am sitting next to Eric here by the pool, the memories of that adventure come flooding back. It was wonderful to think back upon, even if I am slightly more tired than I normal am as a result.
"It is really nice to see you this morning", Eric said to me as I took my position next to him on the lounger. "I have been thinking about you all morning."
"Well, that is nice to hear", I responded.
"What have you been thinking about? I am sure it doesn't have anything to do with how you intercepted me on the way back from the washroom at 3am." I said a little bit sarcastically, with a knowing smile.
"While that was a fantastic "interlude" last night, I have been dying to tell you about the dream I had after I went back to bed. My brain must have been overloaded with testosterone and I had the most incredible fantasy that involved you and I."
"You have me intrigued", I replied as I removed my sarong and snuggled into him a bit closer on the two-person chaise lounge. "Tell me all about your dream", I said as I took a sip of my margarita and closed my eyes so that I could better envision the story Eric was about to share.
Eric started the story. "It began with us in your car. I was in the drivers seat, you were in the passenger seat and we had pulled in to a roadside store way out in the country somewhere. It is hard to say where except that there was nothing around but this small department store, with a big parking lot and lots of corn field."
I adjusted myself in the chair a little as Eric continued.
"Without us hardly saying a word to each other, you leaned over the center console and began to unzip my jeans. I must have still be hard from our middle of the night encounter because I was already fully erect and I can remember leaning back in the driver's seat.
You took with me in both hands and began to stroke my dick to get me even harder. It was so vivid! My cock was fully engorged with the head pulsing under your two-handed strokes."
"Well, I must say, I like where this dream is heading", I said to him. I was already starting to stir a bit. Feeling the blood starting to move slowly toward my womanhood.
Eric continued: "You had my cock fully out of my pants which were now below my knees, underneath the dashboard. My balls were bouncing against your hands as the intensity of your stroking increased. That was when you leaned over and placed your mouth over my cockhead without ever stopping the stroking.
Now both of your hands and head were moving in the same rhythm ensuring that my dick was being fully pleasured. It was wonderful to be sure. But this is where things got a little weird." "I looked up while you were still sucking me and saw about 15 people. They were maybe 50 meters away, standing shoulder to shoulder in the parking lot; and they were all staring at our car as if they were watching a tennis match. Impassive. But very intently observing."
"Damn, Eric. Your brain must have still been feeling the aftereffects of our middle of the night tryst! You know how much I get turned on by the risk of being seen or caught in the act. Really fucking hot.... Please keep going." Even as I said those words, I could feel myself starting to get wet.
I squirmed slightly on the chaise to reposition myself so that I could better enjoy the sensation that was coming to life in my pussy.
"Even in the dream, the idea of being watched got me that much more excited", Eric whispered to me. I could see that his cock was starting to push harder against his swim trunks as he was telling the story. As a couple, we love to write and share erotica, so his telling of this dream sequence very much reminded me of some other stories we have read, as well as real encounters we have had in the past few years. He knows what gets me going!
"So, what did you do when you made eye contact with all of these spectators as I was sucking you?", I asked.
"This is where it gets fun. Something came over me in that moment and I pushed you back to your side of the front seat. I then took the initiative to contort myself across the center console and place my head into your lap. I have no idea how my body managed to bend in such a way, especially given the huge erection that I had going."
At this point I was getting more than a little moist thinking about the visual that Eric was painting for me. Of course, the memories from the night before were coming back as well as I recollected that passionate episode, we had with us screwing our brains out in front of the balcony.
As he continued his story, I caught myself gently, almost subconsciously, rubbing my arm against my hardening nipples. I love to have my nipples pinched and sucked on and was wishing that we were in a place where I could free my breasts to have them played with.
"You were moaning so loudly there in the passenger seat. Squirming and pushing on the back of my head so that my tongue drove deeper in to you. I remember vividly that I wanted to make you cum."
Eric paused and then said, "That is when we heard the knock on the car window."
At this point there was no hiding my excitement from him. I was starting to drip and in desperate need to begin playing with my clit right there. But I held off in the name of public decency and intensified efforts to control the throbs emanating from my vagina.
"I looked up at the man standing by our car, my face still wet with your juices." Eric continued.
"I could still see the throng of people behind him. Then the man smiled and said, with a huge grin on his face, that ‘You guys can't really do that here. We love the show, but you will need to move along', and then the dream ended."
Eric smiled as he looked at me having concluded the story.
The hot sun and the margaritas were starting to affect me at this point. But the telling of the dream story, in such vivid detail, reminded me of last night and so many past (and future) adventures.
My mind and body were a flood of thoughts and excitement. My wetness on my new swimsuit was apparent and I knew what I wanted, needed, right then."Do you know" I stated, "right now, if you slid two fingers into me, I would most likely cum right here on this chaise. The story was that intense."
Eric adjusted his body as he surreptitiously scooted closer to me in the chair. I could see the look in his eye and I knew what was coming. And that made me smile just a little bit more. I could see the bulge continuing to grow against his swim trunks. There were not many people around the pool. Just an older couple across the water and the occasional waitstaff walking around.
As Eric reaches over to gently stroke my thigh, I spread my legs almost imperceptibly for him.
The crotch of my yellow swimsuit is noticeably wet now. My pussy was pulsing as Eric's fingers wandered deeper between my thighs to brushed up against me. He could feel how wet I am for him.
We both did a quick scan of the immediate area to see who is around. All is clear. He then used a single finger to pull my swimsuit to the side and put another finger quickly inside of me.
As he does that, I reached down and rub my own wetness for just a second. It feels so good to have him in me and to be touching myself. Eric removes the finger and puts it in to his mouth so that he can taste me.
The sun feels like it is getting even hotter on me at that moment.
I am trying to lay as still as I can, even as I am being explored. My sunglasses are down and I am reclining on the lounge with the hope that anyone who sees us thinks that I am sleeping.
But the reality is my body is raging with fire.
His fingers go back to my aching pussy and I arch my back as he penetrates me. I bite my lip and try to contain the moan that comes out of my mouth. I am only partially successful at holding back the sounds of my satisfaction.
He spread my legs slightly more yet again. The sun is hot and beating down on us. But that heat is camouflage for the real reason that I am red and flushed. I was starting to squirm in the chaise.
Then in a moment of ecstasy, I grabbed the hand that Eric has been using to finger me around the wrist and then pulled him deeper into my cunt.
I was sweating, moaning, squirming as I worked his hand in to me as if it was my favorite toy.
My yellow swimsuit is now pushed to the side revealing my smooth pussy and pulsating lips.
Eric has slid his ring finger in next to the first one. The feeling of both fingers deep in me makes me let go of his arm. I have what I wanted and needed at that moment.
All sense of time and space is now lost. We are in our own world. Only vaguely aware of the others that may be around. But we had passed the point of others watching as a consideration.
Now, with two fingers in my wetness, he spreads them outward, applying pressure to the walls of my vagina, instinctively making my knees move apart. I moved my arms above my head as if they were tied there, crossed at the wrists, as if some force was holding them there while I was being pleasured.
His fingers were still working in and out of me. We could both hear how wet I was at that moment as he teased my clit.
My body responding and I begin to, ever so slightly, move my hips to ride up and down on his soaked fingers.
I could see that Eric is rubbing his raging cock through the swim trunks. Maybe no one will notice? But I don't care if they do see us.
The sound of my wet cunt is becoming too much to bear. His fingers are in me as deep as he possibly can be. I let out gentle yelp and arch my back even more.
My juices are gushing out of me across Eric's fingers and on to the chaise. I think about how bad I want to taste them at that moment.
I glanced around the pool area to the other couple. The woman was intently reading a magazine.
But I remember seeing the man was somewhat curious about our physical position with each other.
He is trying to be coy. But there is no doubt he is suspect of our actions and is watching us.
I decided that we have pressed our limits enough and I begin to move my hips with increasing frequency as I fuck his fingers even harder.
Then, as if partially catching me by surprise, I convulse and at the same moment as I am looking down to see the spray come out of me. It shoots down the chaise, gushing across my bare legs and the second, almost immediate blast, comes back on to my stomach and drenches my yellow swimsuit.
Eric removes his fingers from me and places them in his mouth. "I have been thinking about tasting you for the past 15 minutes and now I get my reward." He says.
I begin to relax all of my muscles that were so tense. I could sense the feeling of post orgasm ecstasy come over me. The crotch of my swimsuit is still pulled to one side that left my shaved pussy exposed to the sun.
Neither of us think about or overly worry about covering it back up for at least a minute.
Eric put his fingers in to me one final time as he replaces the swimsuit, covering my pussy lips.
I was laying there with a huge smile on my face, my chest flushed and red and now my cunt just starting to slow its throbbing.
In a final coup de gras, Eric put his fingers that had recently explored me into my mouth. I close my eyes beneath my sunglasses and suck his fingers dry, tasting myself on him. He takes his fingers out of my mouth, and I know that I have a large smile on my face.
A casual glance at the lounge chair, towels and the yellow swimsuit confirms the mess we have made of the area.
"It looks like I need to clean up a bit" while still enjoying the aftereffects of our semipublic adventure. "Let's get in the pool and rinse off", I remember saying with a wink and a smile.
"An excellent idea ", Eric replied as I sat up and adjusted myself back to something that is publicly acceptable. We stood together and walked hand in hand to the shallow steps that lead into the pool.
The water felt great and quenched the heat we had generated. As we dropped deeper in to the pool, I saw the man who was sitting across the way coming towards us ..... but that is a story for another day.....
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