Στιλ, Τύπος & Δημόσιος Ερεθισμός

Περιγράφοντας τον Στιλ και τον Τύπο της εκφυλης γυναίκας μου στο προηγούμενο άρθρο συνέχεια έρχεται ξανά με επίσης ερωτικό φετίχ για μία ακόμη έντονη σεξουαλική ιστορία ερωτισμού. Απόψε η Γυναίκα μου θέλει να προκαλέσει ερεθισμό ερωτικό σε δημόσιο χώρο ενός μπαρ ρεστοράν με επίσης ερωτικά ζευγάρια ώριμης ηλικίας με επίσης σεξουαλικές φαντασιώσεις υψηλού επιπέδου με προκλητικό ντύσιμο που διαγράφει με έντονο τρόπο το προκλητικό κορμί της.

The dim lights of the upscale bar-restaurant washed over her, painting her in amber and gold. My wife, Sonia, moved with the predatory grace of a lioness stalking her prey. Tonight, she was dressed to kill—and to provoke. The black silk dress she wore clung to her curves with an almost pornographic tightness, the fabric thin enough to hint at the lace bra and thong beneath. I could see her nipples, hard and straining against the material, practically begging to be touched. Her heels were high enough to make her legs look endless, lethal weapons designed to bring men to their knees. She knew exactly the effect she had on men, the way their eyes followed her, hungry and desperate. Tonight, she wanted to push it further, to flirt with the danger of being caught, and there was no way I was going to deny her. The very air around us seemed charged with the promise of forbidden pleasure.

Sonia slid into the booth, her back pressed against the cool leather as she crossed her legs slowly, deliberately. Her foot brushed against my calf under the table, a teasing whisper of a touch. "Dance with me," she purred, her eyes locked on mine. There was no question in her voice, only a command. I stood, my pulse quickening as I followed her to the small, dimly lit dance floor. The bass thumped through us as she pressed her body flush against mine, her hips swaying sensually to the rhythm. My hands slid down to grip her ass through the thin fabric of her dress, pulling her even closer. She threw her head back, a soft moan escaping her lips as I ground against her, our movements becoming more urgent with each passing second.

Her delicate hands roamed my chest, fingers tracing patterns through my shirt as the music pulsed around us. My cock strained against my zipper, aching to be freed from its confines. Sonia's breathing grew shallow, her breasts quivering with each gasp. She leaned in, her lips brushing my ear as she whispered, "Take me somewhere private. Now." The urgency in her voice sent a shiver down my spine. We stumbled away from the dance floor, a tangle of limbs and pent-up desire, seeking out a secluded corner. There, hidden from prying eyes, I pinned her against the wall, my mouth crashing onto hers in a searing kiss. Our tongues intertwined, teeth grazing and lips bruising in a frenzied embrace.

I fumbled with the zipper of her dress, desperate to feel her bare skin against mine. The flimsy fabric fell away, revealing her lace-clad breasts and the curve of her hips. Sonia let out a low whimper as my hands roamed her body, caressing every inch I could reach. "Fuck me," she demanded, her voice a husky growl. I spun her around, shoving her against the cold wall roughly. Her palms pressed flat as I yanked her thong down, exposing her wet and waiting pussy. My cock sprung free, thick and throbbing. With one quick thrust, I buried myself inside her, her walls clenching around me tightly. Sonia cried out, a mix of pleasure and pain. I grabbed her hips, pulling her back onto me as I started pistoning in and out. The sounds of our bodies slapping together filled the small space. "Harder," she begged, pushing back to meet my thrusts. I obliged, slamming into her with animalistic intensity. Her moans grew louder, reckless. I reached around to rub her clit, feeling her tremble as her orgasm built.

Sonia's pussy quivered around my cock, her arousal slickening my shaft as I pounded into her. The musky scent of her sex filled the air, mingling with the faint hint of her perfume. I leaned forward, my chest pressing against her back as I cupped her tits in my hands. Her nipples stiffened to my touch, and she gasped when I pinched them between my fingers. "Fuck yes," she panted, her voice strained. "Just like that." I began thrusting harder and faster, my hips slapping against her ass. The wet squelching of her juices grew louder with each stroke. Reaching around her hip, I found her clit, swollen and sensitive. Sonia shuddered as I rubbed tight circles, her breath hitching. "Shit, I'm gonna come," she whimpered. Her nails dug into my arms, and her walls clamped down on me like a vise. I graoned through my teeth, the intense heat of her pussy milking me relentlessly. Sonia cried out as her orgasm crashed over her, her body trembling uncontrollably. I kept thrusting through her spasms until my own release barreled through me. With a final, savage drive, I buried myself to the hilt and exploded inside her. Hot, thick ropes of cum filled her convulsing sheath as I growled her name like a curse. We stayed locked together, both of us gasping and spent. Sonia's head fell back against my shoulder as I nuzzled the sweat-dampened skin of her neck. My softening cock slipped from her with a wet, sucking sound. "Wow," she breathed, a sated smile on her glossy lips. "That was..." Words seemed to fail her. I kissed her deeply, savoring the lingering taste of lust on her tongue. "It's not over yet," I promised in a low rumble. "I'm just getting started with you." Sonia shivered at my words, her eyes darkening with renewed desire. I knew I would have her again before the night was through - over and over, until she couldn't take any more.

Sonia slid into the booth across from me, her movements fluid and deliberate. She crossed her legs slowly, letting her dress ride up just enough to tease me with a glimpse of smooth thigh. Leaning forward, she traced a perfectly manicured nail along the rim of her wine glass. "Tell me," she purred, her voice low and sultry, "what would you do to me if we were alone right now?" I felt my pulse quicken as I held her gaze. "I'd start by running my hands all over that incredible body of yours," I growled, my eyes roaming over her. "I'd kiss every inch of your soft skin, tasting you until you were whimpering with need." Sonia bit her lip, her eyes darkening with desire. She shifted in her seat, her legs spreading slightly beneath the table. "And then?" she breathed, her voice trembling slightly. "What else would you do to me?" I leaned closer, lowering my voice to a whisper. "I'd slide my hand up your thigh, under that tight little dress," I murmured, my heart pounding as I imagined touching her. "I'd find out just how wet you are for me right now. And then I'd make you come, right here in this booth, where anyone could walk by and see..." Sonia shivered at my words, her breathing growing ragged. She squirmed in her seat, her hips rocking subtly as if seeking friction. "God, yes," she moaned softly, her hand sliding up her own thigh beneath the table. "I want you so badly. I'm aching for you to touch me..." I groaned, my cock straining against my pants as I watched her touch herself. "Fuck, baby," I rasped, my voice rough with need. "Keep doing that and I'm going to bend you over this table and fuck you right here." Sonia's eyes fluttered closed as she touched herself more firmly, her fingers sliding under the damp lace between her legs. "Yes, please," she whimpered, her hips rocking against her hand. "I need you inside me. I need you to fuck me hard, until I scream..." I swallowed hard, my heart hammering as I watched her get herself off right there in the booth. The erotic sight of her touching her wet pussy, her dress riding up to expose her lush curves, was almost too much to bear. I shifted in my seat, trying to relieve the pressure in my aching cock as I imagined burying myself in her tight heat. "Baby, you're so fucking hot," I growled, my voice thick with lust. "I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll feel me for days. I'm going to claim every inch of this perfect body..." Sonia moaned loudly, her fingers working faster as she got closer to the edge. "Yes, take me," she panted, her eyes flying open to lock with mine. "I'm all yours, baby. Fuck me, use me, make me come..." I groaned, my cock throbbing almost painfully now. I wanted nothing more than to throw her down on the table and sink into her depths, to fuck her hard and deep while everyone in the restaurant watched. The thought of taking her in front of all those people, of making her mine while the whole world saw, was intoxicating. But before I could make a move, Sonia suddenly gasped, her body stiffening as she tumbled over the edge. She came with a cry, her hips bucking against her hand as pleasure overtook her. I watched, mesmerized, as she rode out her climax, her beautiful face flushed and dewy with sweat. As she came down from her high, Sonia slowly withdrew her hand from between her legs. She licked her glistening fingers clean, her eyes never leaving mine. "Mmm, delicious," she purred, a wicked grin playing on her swollen lips. "But I still need more. I need you to fuck me senseless." I took a deep breath, trying to calm my raging hard-on. "Let's get out of here," I said, my voice rough. "I'm going to take you home and fuck you until you can't walk straight." Sonia bit her lip, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Or," she said, leaning forward to whisper in my ear, "we could find a dark corner and you could bend me over and take me right here. I want to feel your cock splitting me open while anyone could walk by and see..." I shuddered at her words, my dick twitching eagerly at the thought. The idea of fucking her in public, of claiming her while we risked getting caught, was dangerously tempting. I could just picture it - her bent over a table, her dress shoved up around her waist as I drove into her from behind, her cries of pleasure echoing off the walls as I used her perfect body for my own pleasure. "Fuck, you're going to be the death of me," I groaned, my resolve crumbling. "Go wait for me in the car. I'll be there in two minutes." Sonia grinned wickedly and slid out of the booth, her hips swaying seductively as she walked away. I adjusted myself painfully and took a few deep breaths, trying to compose myself. Then I stood up and followed her out, my heart racing with anticipation. I was going to fuck my wife senseless, and I couldn't fucking wait.