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I get in moods where I want to write, but I have no interest in the writing side of Lit. I don't want to be scored or any of that mess. So I'm going to post it here. Enjoy it or don't. Sorry for any mistakes. Thanks! And special thanks to the friend who helped me when I got stuck.
NSFW, NES, all the warnings. lol

The family had been looking forward to this cruise for almost a year. Everyone was ready to enjoy themselves in every way possible for seven days. The first night on the ocean, the younger family members went to the disco to drink and dance and have fun. Marie told her husband to go with them, that she would find a way to amuse herself on her own. All the others were either in bed or going to bed.

Marie loved the stars for as long as she could remember. She grabbed a blanket, wrapped it around her, and wandered out on deck. There were still people milling about on the main decks, too many people for her taste. So she went to the adults only section where you can sunbathe nude. It was empty, as she suspected, due to the time of night. She gathered her sundress up and sat on a recliner and put the blanket over her to shield her from the cold breeze. Pulling out her phone, she went to Literotica and caught up on messages and threads. A friend had sent her a story he had written, so she decided to read it in between staring at the stars.

The story was intensely hot and she started to feel moisture building up. She moved one arm under the covers and pulled up her dress. She hadn’t worn panties to dinner because she was feeling daring. Marie started to slowly rub her clit, moaning softly with pleasure. Unbeknownst to Marie, a man had joined her on deck. Standing behind her, he could hear her soft moans and her wetness. He stood frozen, uncertain what to do. Should he make a noise and make his presence known? Should he walk quietly away?

As he was trying to decide, she dropped her phone. Threw it, actually, and it came to a rest near him. She mumbled “idiot” to herself and shoved off the blanket, pulled down her dress, and stood. Turning, she saw him and half screamed and half gasped. Like a jump scare from a horror movie. He bent down and picked her phone up and held it out, offering it to her. In a soft voice, he apologized for startling her. Marie’s face turned bright red with embarrassment, knowing she had been discovered. She was ashamed to be caught touching herself. She could tell from his look that he had heard.

Marie laughed nervously, not moving an inch. He moved closer, still offering her the phone. Seeing as how she was frozen and not speaking, he looked at the phone and began to read out loud what was on the screen. He walked around her and sat in the chair next to the one she had occupied, as he continued to read. Her body turned to follow his, but she did not sit. She wanted to run away, but he had her phone. After a couple of paragraphs, he stopped reading and gestured at the empty chair and asked her to sit. She did as she was asked, making sure to position herself in the far side of the chair. She could swear she heard him whisper “Good girl.” Shivering, she reached for the blanket and covered up.

He continued to read the erotic story, his voice quiet and firm. Keeping the phone to where he could see her, he saw her calming and her breathing return to normal, then slowly go back to being aroused. His eyes would lift to hers and he would give her a half playful smile between paragraphs. As he continued to read, he stood and pushed the chair away from him. Her eyebrows drew together as she wondered what he was up to. He motioned for her to move her legs. She did so and he sat down at the end of her lounger. Her body went stiff again with him so close. So he kept reading. When she relaxed again, he put his free hand under the blanket and felt for her calf. She jumped a little, so he left it there until the tenseness left her.

There was something about his voice. It was calming but hard. It was like a double-edged sword, cutting deep. Reaching down into parts that she didn’t know existed. Why else would she let this complete stranger touch her? Soon he began to rub her calf, moving his hand slowly. The story was getting more and more intense, as was his voice. She was dripping wet and it was because of his voice saying these incredibly erotic things. And she wanted more. She didn’t protest when his hand moved to her thigh. Instead, she spread her legs for him. He gently moved forward and continued touching her.

In her head, Marie was trying to figure out why she was allowing this? She doesn’t know this man. But his deep voice, the way he paused between sentences, the way he looked at her like she was dessert. She didn’t want it to stop. She decided then and there that she would let him do whatever he wanted to her. The intense need he was creating was too much to resist.

His hand reached up higher as he moved even closer. She gasped as he parted her lips and gently brushed her clit. Her body went rigid, but from desire, not from fear or shame. He looked up at her to assess her and saw her lick her lips, her body shaking with passion. Leaning in, he pressed his lips to hers just as he put one finger inside of her. Her mouth opened wide and his tongue entered, tasting her. Marie loses her mind, she can’t think. She wants his warm, gentle hands all over her. She moves her hips to try to take his finger in deeper. He ends the deep kiss and kisses her all over her face. “Do you want me, baby girl?” She whimpers in response, but he says it again, demanding a verbal answer. She whimpers again in reply.

He takes his thick finger out of her and pulls his arm out from underneath the blanket. “No, no, please. Don’t stop!” she whispers. Sitting up, she tries to grab his hand to guide it back to her. “No ma’am. I decide what and when. You understand?” She nods her head in agreement, but again he demands words. “Say it.”

“I understand, I do. Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please… fuck… me.” The word fuck was almost unintelligible it was so quiet. “Please fuck me WHAT?” he said as he softly pinched a nipple. “Please fuck me Daddy.” This time he didn’t whisper the “Good girl!”

He told her to scoot down and to spread her legs and she obeyed instantly. He pushed the blanket and her dress up, exposing her nakedness to the night air. “It’s too cold!” she complained. He shushed her and positioned his head between her legs. “No, don’t, you don’t want to do that. My husband says it’s nasty.” He took a deep breath and said, “Your husband is an idiot. Sorry.”

As soon as he said sorry, his face was buried between her legs and she could no longer think. His tongue licked and explored her clit and her pussy. Her moans were increasing in volume so he put her phone on the ground and covered her mouth with that hand. He slipped two fingers inside of her while he focused on her clit. His tongue was giving her sensations that she had never experienced before. She loved her clit suction toy, but this was so much better. To feel him tasting and sucking and licking while his thick fingers explored her deepest parts drove her to orgasm quickly. His strong hand pushed down firmer on her mouth, muffling her moans.

“That’s it baby girl. Cum on my mouth, give me everything.” His mouth kept giving her pleasure she had never known. She realized she had been craving this, had never known how hard and fast she would orgasm, time and time again. He didn’t change the rhythm or the pace. His fingers continued to fuck her while his tongue and lips played with her clit.

Her phone dinged and woke them both out of this beautiful dream. He sat up and handed her the phone. “It’s my husband,” she whispered. He leaned forward and kissed her, letting her taste herself on his tongue. He helped her to her feet and kissed her again. He wrapped the blanket around her with another kiss. As they descended the stairs, he said, “I’ll see you tomorrow night.” At the bottom of the steps, she stood and watched as he walked away. She didn’t even know his name.
 
LaisDeMarieDeFrance said:
I get in moods where I want to write, but I have no interest in the writing side of Lit. I don't want to be scored or any of that mess. So I'm going to post it here. Enjoy it or don't. Sorry for any mistakes. Thanks! And special thanks to the friend who helped me when I got stuck.
NSFW, NES, all the warnings. lol

The family had been looking forward to this cruise for almost a year. Everyone was ready to enjoy themselves in every way possible for seven days. The first night on the ocean, the younger family members went to the disco to drink and dance and have fun. Marie told her husband to go with them, that she would find a way to amuse herself on her own. All the others were either in bed or going to bed.

Marie loved the stars for as long as she could remember. She grabbed a blanket, wrapped it around her, and wandered out on deck. There were still people milling about on the main decks, too many people for her taste. So she went to the adults only section where you can sunbathe nude. It was empty, as she suspected, due to the time of night. She gathered her sundress up and sat on a recliner and put the blanket over her to shield her from the cold breeze. Pulling out her phone, she went to Literotica and caught up on messages and threads. A friend had sent her a story he had written, so she decided to read it in between staring at the stars.

The story was intensely hot and she started to feel moisture building up. She moved one arm under the covers and pulled up her dress. She hadn’t worn panties to dinner because she was feeling daring. Marie started to slowly rub her clit, moaning softly with pleasure. Unbeknownst to Marie, a man had joined her on deck. Standing behind her, he could hear her soft moans and her wetness. He stood frozen, uncertain what to do. Should he make a noise and make his presence known? Should he walk quietly away?

As he was trying to decide, she dropped her phone. Threw it, actually, and it came to a rest near him. She mumbled “idiot” to herself and shoved off the blanket, pulled down her dress, and stood. Turning, she saw him and half screamed and half gasped. Like a jump scare from a horror movie. He bent down and picked her phone up and held it out, offering it to her. In a soft voice, he apologized for startling her. Marie’s face turned bright red with embarrassment, knowing she had been discovered. She was ashamed to be caught touching herself. She could tell from his look that he had heard.

Marie laughed nervously, not moving an inch. He moved closer, still offering her the phone. Seeing as how she was frozen and not speaking, he looked at the phone and began to read out loud what was on the screen. He walked around her and sat in the chair next to the one she had occupied, as he continued to read. Her body turned to follow his, but she did not sit. She wanted to run away, but he had her phone. After a couple of paragraphs, he stopped reading and gestured at the empty chair and asked her to sit. She did as she was asked, making sure to position herself in the far side of the chair. She could swear she heard him whisper “Good girl.” Shivering, she reached for the blanket and covered up.

He continued to read the erotic story, his voice quiet and firm. Keeping the phone to where he could see her, he saw her calming and her breathing return to normal, then slowly go back to being aroused. His eyes would lift to hers and he would give her a half playful smile between paragraphs. As he continued to read, he stood and pushed the chair away from him. Her eyebrows drew together as she wondered what he was up to. He motioned for her to move her legs. She did so and he sat down at the end of her lounger. Her body went stiff again with him so close. So he kept reading. When she relaxed again, he put his free hand under the blanket and felt for her calf. She jumped a little, so he left it there until the tenseness left her.

There was something about his voice. It was calming but hard. It was like a double-edged sword, cutting deep. Reaching down into parts that she didn’t know existed. Why else would she let this complete stranger touch her? Soon he began to rub her calf, moving his hand slowly. The story was getting more and more intense, as was his voice. She was dripping wet and it was because of his voice saying these incredibly erotic things. And she wanted more. She didn’t protest when his hand moved to her thigh. Instead, she spread her legs for him. He gently moved forward and continued touching her.

In her head, Marie was trying to figure out why she was allowing this? She doesn’t know this man. But his deep voice, the way he paused between sentences, the way he looked at her like she was dessert. She didn’t want it to stop. She decided then and there that she would let him do whatever he wanted to her. The intense need he was creating was too much to resist.

His hand reached up higher as he moved even closer. She gasped as he parted her lips and gently brushed her clit. Her body went rigid, but from desire, not from fear or shame. He looked up at her to assess her and saw her lick her lips, her body shaking with passion. Leaning in, he pressed his lips to hers just as he put one finger inside of her. Her mouth opened wide and his tongue entered, tasting her. Marie loses her mind, she can’t think. She wants his warm, gentle hands all over her. She moves her hips to try to take his finger in deeper. He ends the deep kiss and kisses her all over her face. “Do you want me, baby girl?” She whimpers in response, but he says it again, demanding a verbal answer. She whimpers again in reply.

He takes his thick finger out of her and pulls his arm out from underneath the blanket. “No, no, please. Don’t stop!” she whispers. Sitting up, she tries to grab his hand to guide it back to her. “No ma’am. I decide what and when. You understand?” She nods her head in agreement, but again he demands words. “Say it.”

“I understand, I do. Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please… fuck… me.” The word fuck was almost unintelligible it was so quiet. “Please fuck me WHAT?” he said as he softly pinched a nipple. “Please fuck me Daddy.” This time he didn’t whisper the “Good girl!”

He told her to scoot down and to spread her legs and she obeyed instantly. He pushed the blanket and her dress up, exposing her nakedness to the night air. “It’s too cold!” she complained. He shushed her and positioned his head between her legs. “No, don’t, you don’t want to do that. My husband says it’s nasty.” He took a deep breath and said, “Your husband is an idiot. Sorry.”

As soon as he said sorry, his face was buried between her legs and she could no longer think. His tongue licked and explored her clit and her pussy. Her moans were increasing in volume so he put her phone on the ground and covered her mouth with that hand. He slipped two fingers inside of her while he focused on her clit. His tongue was giving her sensations that she had never experienced before. She loved her clit suction toy, but this was so much better. To feel him tasting and sucking and licking while his thick fingers explored her deepest parts drove her to orgasm quickly. His strong hand pushed down firmer on her mouth, muffling her moans.

“That’s it baby girl. Cum on my mouth, give me everything.” His mouth kept giving her pleasure she had never known. She realized she had been craving this, had never known how hard and fast she would orgasm, time and time again. He didn’t change the rhythm or the pace. His fingers continued to fuck her while his tongue and lips played with her clit.

Her phone dinged and woke them both out of this beautiful dream. He sat up and handed her the phone. “It’s my husband,” she whispered. He leaned forward and kissed her, letting her taste herself on his tongue. He helped her to her feet and kissed her again. He wrapped the blanket around her with another kiss. As they descended the stairs, he said, “I’ll see you tomorrow night.” At the bottom of the steps, she stood and watched as he walked away. She didn’t even know his name.
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Lit judges give it a 9.5
 
LaisDeMarieDeFrance said:
I get in moods where I want to write, but I have no interest in the writing side of Lit. I don't want to be scored or any of that mess. So I'm going to post it here. Enjoy it or don't. Sorry for any mistakes. Thanks! And special thanks to the friend who helped me when I got stuck.
NSFW, NES, all the warnings. lol

The family had been looking forward to this cruise for almost a year. Everyone was ready to enjoy themselves in every way possible for seven days. The first night on the ocean, the younger family members went to the disco to drink and dance and have fun. Marie told her husband to go with them, that she would find a way to amuse herself on her own. All the others were either in bed or going to bed.

Marie loved the stars for as long as she could remember. She grabbed a blanket, wrapped it around her, and wandered out on deck. There were still people milling about on the main decks, too many people for her taste. So she went to the adults only section where you can sunbathe nude. It was empty, as she suspected, due to the time of night. She gathered her sundress up and sat on a recliner and put the blanket over her to shield her from the cold breeze. Pulling out her phone, she went to Literotica and caught up on messages and threads. A friend had sent her a story he had written, so she decided to read it in between staring at the stars.

The story was intensely hot and she started to feel moisture building up. She moved one arm under the covers and pulled up her dress. She hadn’t worn panties to dinner because she was feeling daring. Marie started to slowly rub her clit, moaning softly with pleasure. Unbeknownst to Marie, a man had joined her on deck. Standing behind her, he could hear her soft moans and her wetness. He stood frozen, uncertain what to do. Should he make a noise and make his presence known? Should he walk quietly away?

As he was trying to decide, she dropped her phone. Threw it, actually, and it came to a rest near him. She mumbled “idiot” to herself and shoved off the blanket, pulled down her dress, and stood. Turning, she saw him and half screamed and half gasped. Like a jump scare from a horror movie. He bent down and picked her phone up and held it out, offering it to her. In a soft voice, he apologized for startling her. Marie’s face turned bright red with embarrassment, knowing she had been discovered. She was ashamed to be caught touching herself. She could tell from his look that he had heard.

Marie laughed nervously, not moving an inch. He moved closer, still offering her the phone. Seeing as how she was frozen and not speaking, he looked at the phone and began to read out loud what was on the screen. He walked around her and sat in the chair next to the one she had occupied, as he continued to read. Her body turned to follow his, but she did not sit. She wanted to run away, but he had her phone. After a couple of paragraphs, he stopped reading and gestured at the empty chair and asked her to sit. She did as she was asked, making sure to position herself in the far side of the chair. She could swear she heard him whisper “Good girl.” Shivering, she reached for the blanket and covered up.

He continued to read the erotic story, his voice quiet and firm. Keeping the phone to where he could see her, he saw her calming and her breathing return to normal, then slowly go back to being aroused. His eyes would lift to hers and he would give her a half playful smile between paragraphs. As he continued to read, he stood and pushed the chair away from him. Her eyebrows drew together as she wondered what he was up to. He motioned for her to move her legs. She did so and he sat down at the end of her lounger. Her body went stiff again with him so close. So he kept reading. When she relaxed again, he put his free hand under the blanket and felt for her calf. She jumped a little, so he left it there until the tenseness left her.

There was something about his voice. It was calming but hard. It was like a double-edged sword, cutting deep. Reaching down into parts that she didn’t know existed. Why else would she let this complete stranger touch her? Soon he began to rub her calf, moving his hand slowly. The story was getting more and more intense, as was his voice. She was dripping wet and it was because of his voice saying these incredibly erotic things. And she wanted more. She didn’t protest when his hand moved to her thigh. Instead, she spread her legs for him. He gently moved forward and continued touching her.

In her head, Marie was trying to figure out why she was allowing this? She doesn’t know this man. But his deep voice, the way he paused between sentences, the way he looked at her like she was dessert. She didn’t want it to stop. She decided then and there that she would let him do whatever he wanted to her. The intense need he was creating was too much to resist.

His hand reached up higher as he moved even closer. She gasped as he parted her lips and gently brushed her clit. Her body went rigid, but from desire, not from fear or shame. He looked up at her to assess her and saw her lick her lips, her body shaking with passion. Leaning in, he pressed his lips to hers just as he put one finger inside of her. Her mouth opened wide and his tongue entered, tasting her. Marie loses her mind, she can’t think. She wants his warm, gentle hands all over her. She moves her hips to try to take his finger in deeper. He ends the deep kiss and kisses her all over her face. “Do you want me, baby girl?” She whimpers in response, but he says it again, demanding a verbal answer. She whimpers again in reply.

He takes his thick finger out of her and pulls his arm out from underneath the blanket. “No, no, please. Don’t stop!” she whispers. Sitting up, she tries to grab his hand to guide it back to her. “No ma’am. I decide what and when. You understand?” She nods her head in agreement, but again he demands words. “Say it.”

“I understand, I do. Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please… fuck… me.” The word fuck was almost unintelligible it was so quiet. “Please fuck me WHAT?” he said as he softly pinched a nipple. “Please fuck me Daddy.” This time he didn’t whisper the “Good girl!”

He told her to scoot down and to spread her legs and she obeyed instantly. He pushed the blanket and her dress up, exposing her nakedness to the night air. “It’s too cold!” she complained. He shushed her and positioned his head between her legs. “No, don’t, you don’t want to do that. My husband says it’s nasty.” He took a deep breath and said, “Your husband is an idiot. Sorry.”

As soon as he said sorry, his face was buried between her legs and she could no longer think. His tongue licked and explored her clit and her pussy. Her moans were increasing in volume so he put her phone on the ground and covered her mouth with that hand. He slipped two fingers inside of her while he focused on her clit. His tongue was giving her sensations that she had never experienced before. She loved her clit suction toy, but this was so much better. To feel him tasting and sucking and licking while his thick fingers explored her deepest parts drove her to orgasm quickly. His strong hand pushed down firmer on her mouth, muffling her moans.

“That’s it baby girl. Cum on my mouth, give me everything.” His mouth kept giving her pleasure she had never known. She realized she had been craving this, had never known how hard and fast she would orgasm, time and time again. He didn’t change the rhythm or the pace. His fingers continued to fuck her while his tongue and lips played with her clit.

Her phone dinged and woke them both out of this beautiful dream. He sat up and handed her the phone. “It’s my husband,” she whispered. He leaned forward and kissed her, letting her taste herself on his tongue. He helped her to her feet and kissed her again. He wrapped the blanket around her with another kiss. As they descended the stairs, he said, “I’ll see you tomorrow night.” At the bottom of the steps, she stood and watched as he walked away. She didn’t even know his name.
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🔥🔥🔥
 
LaisDeMarieDeFrance said:
I get in moods where I want to write, but I have no interest in the writing side of Lit. I don't want to be scored or any of that mess. So I'm going to post it here. Enjoy it or don't. Sorry for any mistakes. Thanks! And special thanks to the friend who helped me when I got stuck.
NSFW, NES, all the warnings. lol

The family had been looking forward to this cruise for almost a year. Everyone was ready to enjoy themselves in every way possible for seven days. The first night on the ocean, the younger family members went to the disco to drink and dance and have fun. Marie told her husband to go with them, that she would find a way to amuse herself on her own. All the others were either in bed or going to bed.

Marie loved the stars for as long as she could remember. She grabbed a blanket, wrapped it around her, and wandered out on deck. There were still people milling about on the main decks, too many people for her taste. So she went to the adults only section where you can sunbathe nude. It was empty, as she suspected, due to the time of night. She gathered her sundress up and sat on a recliner and put the blanket over her to shield her from the cold breeze. Pulling out her phone, she went to Literotica and caught up on messages and threads. A friend had sent her a story he had written, so she decided to read it in between staring at the stars.

The story was intensely hot and she started to feel moisture building up. She moved one arm under the covers and pulled up her dress. She hadn’t worn panties to dinner because she was feeling daring. Marie started to slowly rub her clit, moaning softly with pleasure. Unbeknownst to Marie, a man had joined her on deck. Standing behind her, he could hear her soft moans and her wetness. He stood frozen, uncertain what to do. Should he make a noise and make his presence known? Should he walk quietly away?

As he was trying to decide, she dropped her phone. Threw it, actually, and it came to a rest near him. She mumbled “idiot” to herself and shoved off the blanket, pulled down her dress, and stood. Turning, she saw him and half screamed and half gasped. Like a jump scare from a horror movie. He bent down and picked her phone up and held it out, offering it to her. In a soft voice, he apologized for startling her. Marie’s face turned bright red with embarrassment, knowing she had been discovered. She was ashamed to be caught touching herself. She could tell from his look that he had heard.

Marie laughed nervously, not moving an inch. He moved closer, still offering her the phone. Seeing as how she was frozen and not speaking, he looked at the phone and began to read out loud what was on the screen. He walked around her and sat in the chair next to the one she had occupied, as he continued to read. Her body turned to follow his, but she did not sit. She wanted to run away, but he had her phone. After a couple of paragraphs, he stopped reading and gestured at the empty chair and asked her to sit. She did as she was asked, making sure to position herself in the far side of the chair. She could swear she heard him whisper “Good girl.” Shivering, she reached for the blanket and covered up.

He continued to read the erotic story, his voice quiet and firm. Keeping the phone to where he could see her, he saw her calming and her breathing return to normal, then slowly go back to being aroused. His eyes would lift to hers and he would give her a half playful smile between paragraphs. As he continued to read, he stood and pushed the chair away from him. Her eyebrows drew together as she wondered what he was up to. He motioned for her to move her legs. She did so and he sat down at the end of her lounger. Her body went stiff again with him so close. So he kept reading. When she relaxed again, he put his free hand under the blanket and felt for her calf. She jumped a little, so he left it there until the tenseness left her.

There was something about his voice. It was calming but hard. It was like a double-edged sword, cutting deep. Reaching down into parts that she didn’t know existed. Why else would she let this complete stranger touch her? Soon he began to rub her calf, moving his hand slowly. The story was getting more and more intense, as was his voice. She was dripping wet and it was because of his voice saying these incredibly erotic things. And she wanted more. She didn’t protest when his hand moved to her thigh. Instead, she spread her legs for him. He gently moved forward and continued touching her.

In her head, Marie was trying to figure out why she was allowing this? She doesn’t know this man. But his deep voice, the way he paused between sentences, the way he looked at her like she was dessert. She didn’t want it to stop. She decided then and there that she would let him do whatever he wanted to her. The intense need he was creating was too much to resist.

His hand reached up higher as he moved even closer. She gasped as he parted her lips and gently brushed her clit. Her body went rigid, but from desire, not from fear or shame. He looked up at her to assess her and saw her lick her lips, her body shaking with passion. Leaning in, he pressed his lips to hers just as he put one finger inside of her. Her mouth opened wide and his tongue entered, tasting her. Marie loses her mind, she can’t think. She wants his warm, gentle hands all over her. She moves her hips to try to take his finger in deeper. He ends the deep kiss and kisses her all over her face. “Do you want me, baby girl?” She whimpers in response, but he says it again, demanding a verbal answer. She whimpers again in reply.

He takes his thick finger out of her and pulls his arm out from underneath the blanket. “No, no, please. Don’t stop!” she whispers. Sitting up, she tries to grab his hand to guide it back to her. “No ma’am. I decide what and when. You understand?” She nods her head in agreement, but again he demands words. “Say it.”

“I understand, I do. Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please… fuck… me.” The word fuck was almost unintelligible it was so quiet. “Please fuck me WHAT?” he said as he softly pinched a nipple. “Please fuck me Daddy.” This time he didn’t whisper the “Good girl!”

He told her to scoot down and to spread her legs and she obeyed instantly. He pushed the blanket and her dress up, exposing her nakedness to the night air. “It’s too cold!” she complained. He shushed her and positioned his head between her legs. “No, don’t, you don’t want to do that. My husband says it’s nasty.” He took a deep breath and said, “Your husband is an idiot. Sorry.”

As soon as he said sorry, his face was buried between her legs and she could no longer think. His tongue licked and explored her clit and her pussy. Her moans were increasing in volume so he put her phone on the ground and covered her mouth with that hand. He slipped two fingers inside of her while he focused on her clit. His tongue was giving her sensations that she had never experienced before. She loved her clit suction toy, but this was so much better. To feel him tasting and sucking and licking while his thick fingers explored her deepest parts drove her to orgasm quickly. His strong hand pushed down firmer on her mouth, muffling her moans.

“That’s it baby girl. Cum on my mouth, give me everything.” His mouth kept giving her pleasure she had never known. She realized she had been craving this, had never known how hard and fast she would orgasm, time and time again. He didn’t change the rhythm or the pace. His fingers continued to fuck her while his tongue and lips played with her clit.

Her phone dinged and woke them both out of this beautiful dream. He sat up and handed her the phone. “It’s my husband,” she whispered. He leaned forward and kissed her, letting her taste herself on his tongue. He helped her to her feet and kissed her again. He wrapped the blanket around her with another kiss. As they descended the stairs, he said, “I’ll see you tomorrow night.” At the bottom of the steps, she stood and watched as he walked away. She didn’t even know his name.
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Husbands are idiots
 
LaisDeMarieDeFrance said:
His flight landed at Abu Dhabi late, which left him with just enough time to get through checkpoints and get to his next flight. His next flight left early, which wouldn't happen if they were missing passengers, right?

Why didn't he message me like he always does? 😩 I'm going to punch him.
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Well since you can't punch the airline, I think it's only fair.
 
LaisDeMarieDeFrance said:
His flight landed at Abu Dhabi late, which left him with just enough time to get through checkpoints and get to his next flight. His next flight left early, which wouldn't happen if they were missing passengers, right?

Why didn't he message me like he always does? 😩 I'm going to punch him.
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I HATE when mine travels and doesn’t communicate well. I’m sorry Honey 🫂🫂
 
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