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Lust On The Lake
by Brakalega (no address provided)
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A couple hook up at a convention. (MF, affair)
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When I was invited to lecture at a financial forum on
Currency Arbitrage Technologies during a conference at
the University of Chicago, School of Business, I
thought it would be just another boring convention.
But since I like Chicago a great deal, I agreed to
attend and hoped for an adventure of some sort to
spice up the proceedings. It turned out better than I
ever anticipated.
During the welcoming dinner, I spotted a slender
brunette at an adjacent table. She had an overall air
of innocence about her but a wholesome face, long soft
hair, beautifully rounded hips, and was pleasantly
endowed in the chest as well, with breasts that
supported poked her silk blouse out in an interesting
way. Following the meal, I made sure that, I followed
close behind her as the group was dispersing for the
evening. At the elevator we made some small talk and
went our separate ways for the night.
The next morning while seated alone in the hotel
lobby, perusing the Wall St. Journal, ordering
breakfast I saw her emerge from the elevator and enter
the hotel coffee shop. I followed her in and joined
her in the line and noticed that tables for singles
were in short supply.
I stepped to her side and asked if she had a companion
for breakfast. She replied that she was alone,
starving and that anything that got her served sooner
was OK with her. It turned out that she was not only
lovely; she was intelligent and witty, with a direct
and honest manner. We hit it off immediately.
Our conversation covered a lot of ground starting with
technical trading strategies and moving on to other
mutual interests, including aerobic exercise. She was
a serious fitness buff. I decided to plunge ahead and
asked her if she wanted to meet me at the hotel
fitness center for a swim later that day.
She held my gaze just slightly longer than normal.
Seeing that my overture was a symbolic gesture she
agreed to meet me that afternoon. I planned to arrive
at the pool before she did; I wanted to observe her
entrance.
When she appeared poolside, wearing a one piece,
shiny, black, speedo bathing suit, my mind and cock
both hardened with resolve, THIS was the adventure I
had hoped for. We swam some laps and I realized that
her form was the kind gained through years of training
and hard work. I was lost in awe of her seal-like
grace as she cut through the water.
After about an hour she realized that there was still
one meeting she had to attend. With a lithe kick and a
push on the poolside she bolted out and headed for her
towel. As she departed my lingering gaze caressed her
firmly rounded buttocks. I was wondering how they
would feel flexing above my face.
Horniness began to preoccupy my mind and body, I had
an uncomfortable cramping in my groin that I
remembered from teenage years, when hours of heavy
petting with dates had often left me with a massive
hard-on that wouldn't recede and swollen aching nuts.
I planned to invite her to dinner that evening when I
remembered that the University had planned a moonlight
cruise on Lake Michigan aboard the Odyssey, a luxury
dinner boat.
I was waiting when she left her symposium; she bumped
into me then turned and brushed her lovely breasts
across my arm, raising an eyebrow slightly. I had
known that it was only a matter of time before the
attraction between us kindled some sparks, but the way
it happened was better than any fantasy.
Our hosts had graciously chartered the entire ship for
our dinner cruise. The group enjoyed a gourmet dinner
with several wonderful wines, which we later followed
up with brandies. On the boat, a desert table was laid
out following a Jamaican theme, along with calypso
music and the beautiful, summer sunset.
The beat of the music was hypnotic. In the dim light
she looked absolutely smashing, seeming to glow with
an inner light, dressed to raise the dead in a
tailored summer weight wraparound dress of a
diaphanous, slippery material that clung to every
outline of her body, especially her breasts and
nipples which had crinkled as the offshore breeze
chilled them.
After a getting another brandy, I looked around for
her, but couldn't spot her. I wandered past the
stairway to the upper deck and saw her standing near
the rail, silhouetted in the moonlight. She turned,
motioned to me, took my hand in hers and led me down a
very narrow walkway around a storage area, leading to
a small open part of the starboard deck measuring
about four by eight feet, completely out of sight of
the rest of the boat. As she led me on, she started to
sway sensuously to the beat of the music; her hips had
a rolling motion that reminded me of a fine mechanical
movement designed by a master engineer.
She turned to me and then came the shock of my life.
She reached up to her dress, unsnapped it, slowly
spread it open. She was stark naked beneath her dress,
except for her garter belt, the silky nylons it held
up , her high heels and a slinky swimmer's body that
made my heart stutter. She tossed her dress a bench by
the bulkhead, leaned forward, and started to gently
and passionately kiss me. Her tongue and lips seemed
to possess a life of their own. The nibbles and licks
and accompanying murmuring told me that I was in the
presence of a virtuoso of the act of love.
While continuing to orally explore my mouth, she
squeezed her tits, causing her nipples to contract and
swell at the same time. She moaned softly and then
replaced her hands with mine. She slid her hands down
her body to her mons veneris and began to probe the
fleshy folds concealed there. She fingered her clit
and swollen labia while still moving sexily to the
music. I sat back to enjoy the show, continuing to
twiddle her nipples which had a firmness that
inevitably drew my lips to them.
I couldn't help but react to the sudden constriction
beneath my tuxedo pants as my prick surged to
throbbing, pulsing rigidity. She swayed towards me
still merrily masturbating, then reached out and
stroked my cock with both hands, slid in tightly
against me and rubbed up and down the turgid length
with her now fully opened twat. The delicious frottage
was almost more than I could stand, I groaned aloud
with the pleasure.
She asked softly, "Is this for meeeee, say yes, OHHHHH
PLEASE say yessssss..." Meanwhile, she continued to
hunch her drooling puss against the bulge beneath my
zipper. She then said, "Would you like me to fix that
for you? It looks painful and I've got something right
here (pointing to her coral hued vagina) that can
soothe that for you."
She continued to squeeze me, holding my penis tightly
against the outside of her pussy, and started moving
back and forth, bringing us both to a frenzy of
anticipation. Suddenly she convulsed and came with a
prolonged shuddering orgasm, and finished by sliding
her fingers into her dripping pussy and rubbing the
pearly wetness over my lips and nose.
She knelt down by the railing, unzipped my pants and
drew my penis out She looked at the fleshy tube in her
hand, the leaned down and engulfed my cock in her
warm, sensuous mouth, and proceeded to use her tongue,
lips, and mouth to devour it. She licked her own
wetness off my shaft, and then slid her fingers back
into her pussy and collected the glistening secretions
and applied them to my rigid member to make it
slippery again. Her fisting motion combined with the
vacuum of her mouth drew me to the brink of ecstasy
and over the edge. I tried to last but just couldn't,
my cum exploded into her mouth.
Just as I started cumming, she drew her mouth back a
little, fluttering her tongue back and forth
underneath the head of my cock, and slid one hand
around my balls. I looked down at her and found her
luminous eyes gazing straight into mine. As my cum
shot across her tongue and into her open mouth, she
smiled slightly and never took her eyes from mine. She
slowly milked the remaining cum from my dick and let
it drip into her mouth from her fingers.
We held each other in the cool summer, breeze,
reveling in the beautiful interlude we had just
experienced. I expected her to put her dress back on
and rejoin the party, but instead she started to
slowly kiss and stroke my body. The sensation was
explosive. I couldn't believe that she was getting me
hard again so soon after I had cum. It was as if she
was a snake charmer and my dick was the snake slowly
it rose and firmed again.
She led me over to the bench, moved it out a bit, and
had me lie down on my back with one leg on either
side. After making sure I was fully hard by again
sucking my schwantz deep into her mouth, she straddled
the bench and lowered the entrance of white-hot tunnel
onto the bulbous head of my steely, hard cock.
She was wonderfully liquid and tight, a sensual
contrast to the fitful breezes. At first she simply
suckled the tip with a snapping movement of her inner
lips, then she began engulf me. She moved up and down,
letting my cock almost slip out of the luxurious grasp
and then sliding slowly back down over it, till her
carefully groomed tuft mingled with my wiry one. I
could see her beautifully tipped breasts in the
moonlight and started caressing them, as her nipples
slowly receded.
She leaned over and started frenching me again. Her
forward movement resulted in her clitoris rubbing
tightly against me with my cock totally buried deep
inside of her. Instead of letting her move up and
down, I grabbed her firm ass with both hands,
tightened the contact between her clit and my pelvis,
and moved back and forth. She came with a wild climax
and kissed me with such passion that I could hardly
breathe.
Somehow I managed to keep from cumming. After a few
minutes of lying quietly in each other's arms, she
slowly slid her pussy off my still turgid pud. She
playfully alternated between eating my cock and
slipping it back into her warm, dripping pussy. She
licked my balls until I thought I would explode and
then licked up along the underside of my cock with her
tongue. She nuzzled the head of my cock and varied the
pressure from very tight to loose and slippery.
Just as I felt I was going to cummmmmmmm, she
tightened her hands on the base of my dick, calmed my
excitement, and then started me back up again by
tightening her pussy around me. During one of these
"cooling off" periods, she turned around her pussy
over to my face and lowered herself onto my tongue and
lips.
Her smell reminded me of a ripe peach so I ate her
with pleasure until she came softly, and then
continued to lightly nibble her clit while sliding my
fingers about her cunt. That, plus my tongue and lips
on her bud, was more than she could stand, and
abruptly she came again with a cry as prolonged orgasm
shook her entire body.
Finally, after she had cum so many times we both lost
track, I sat up on the bench with her still fitted
atop my cock. I could feel it buried deep inside her
pussy, with her uterine entrance caressing the tip and
her clit tight up against my pubis. Instead of moving
my cock in and out of her, I remained tightly inside
of her. She tightened her pussy around my cock and
then relaxed it, repeating this in rhythm to the
music. We continued our deep kissing, and I rubbed her
back and buttocks.
The combination of her soft, supple breasts rubbing
against me, the passionate kissing, and suckling pussy
overwhelmed me. I came inside of her in a tremendous
blast without moving my cock at all. We held each
other closely for another ten minutes, and then got
dressed.
When we rejoined the party, it was one hour and 20
minutes later, and the boat was returning to Navy Pier
and the dock. The magnificent evening was the start of
a beautiful friendship. Before we left the city we had
an opportunity to spend a wild afternoon at the
Indiana Dunes on an isolated beach with more
passionate and lusty lovemaking.
But that is a different fantasy.
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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