Mafia Desire (Erotica)

New Story Title: My Sex Starve Slut.

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My wife and I have been married for 15 years. My wife has kept her 5’4″115lb body in great shape, especially for a 40-year-old mother of two. Grace has a short pixie cut auburn brown hair to go with her sparkling green eyes. Her 34C tits are absolutely exquisite on her small frame. Our sex life has been conservative due to Grace’s nature. As a schoolteacher she is very prim and proper and carries that attitude in to the bedroom. Grace does not seem to enjoy oral sex and prefers sex in the conventional manner. Her orgasms are few and far between. As we approached our 15th wedding anniversary, I concocted a plan to awaken Grace’s sexual fire. I arranged for a mini getaway weekend for just the two of us. We were going to Ft Lauderdale for a long weekend of what I hoped would be filled with wild and passionate sex.

My wife was dressed in her typical conservative attire on the plane ride. As we checked into our hotel room on Thursday afternoon, I knew that I would have to take things slowly if my plan was to succeed. I had purchased a sexy but somewhat conservative outfit as a surprise for our first night.

I had a bottle of champagne delivered to our room and as we toasted our anniversary, I gave Grace my little gift. It was a black and white polka dot sundress with buttons down the front. I also included a sheer black thong, and a pair of open toed black pumps. At first, Grace was hesitant about wearing the outfit reasoning that she would not feel comfortable in public wearing such sexy clothes. I assured her that she would be a big hit with anyone who saw her. I don’t think I convinced her, but after a couple of glasses of champagne she relented and agreed to wear it.

The plan was to go out to dinner and then go dancing. I couldn’t wait to see Grace in her new outfit. When I saw her, I was stunned. She looked like one of those glamour models. She gave me a shy smile when I whistled at her. She said, “I can’t believe I’m actually wearing this.”

I replied, “You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen. You look absolutely hot.”

The sundress came to about mid-thigh and accented her great tits. She of course had the dress completely buttoned up but that would soon change. I took her in my arms and smothered her mouth with a deep passionate kiss. Grace whimpered and melted in my arms, as the kiss grew stronger and deeper. I snaked a hand between our pressed bodies, and caressed one of her ample breasts. Grace let out a little moan as I pinched and pulled her rock-hard nipple through the soft dress material. I dropped my hands down to her ass and squeezed her cheeks firmly pulling her closer to me. She could now feel my manhood grind into her pussy. I felt like fucking her right there and then.

We finished the champagne and left for dinner. I could tell that Grace had begun to feel some of the alcohol and was beginning to enjoy what her new dress style was doing to me.

We got into the cab for dinner and I proceeded to kiss my wife’s ear as I whispered to her “I’m going to make you cum over and over tonight.”

I moved my hand to her thigh but she quickly pushed it away as she thought that cab driver was watching. I continued to lick her ear, as I know it is a really sensitive spot for her. I kept talking dirty, “I’m going to give you the fucking of your life before this night is over.”

I kept putting my hand on her thigh and she kept pushing it away although she was beginning to let it stay there a little longer with each caress. I am not sure how Grace was going to react to this approach, as she is so conservative, but the little moans every now and then let me know she was enjoying my attention.

We arrived at the restaurant and we were escorted to our booth. I immediately ordered a bottle of champagne and once again turned my attention to my wife. “You look so fucking hot, I want to fuck you right now!”

My wife seemed to be red with embarrassment but the alcohol was having an effect in letting her guard down. As we toasted our life together, I once again slid over and gave her a deep passionate kiss. I knew my wife was feeling concerned about the scene we were creating in public but I kept exploring her mouth as my hand once again found her thigh. She broke off our kiss, not yet comfortable with all this attention.

We finished dinner and were well into our second bottle of champagne. I could definitely tell that Grace was starting to feel the effects as she was slurring her words every now and then. I paid for the dinner as Grace went to the Ladies room. I watched her ass and legs as she walked away and noticed that she was definitely turning some heads.

Grace returned and I noticed that she had undone the top button of her dress. When she sat down, I gave her another long kiss. I took her hand and placed it on my fucking hard-on. She gasped and quickly removed her hand. I licked her ear and whispered, “I’m ready to fuck, are you ready for my cock?”

Grace was definitely ready and suggested that we go back to the room. I of course had a different plan and said, “Let’s go to the restaurant lounge for a quick nightcap.”

The lounge was pretty busy but we managed to find a little table in the corner. I ordered two Martinis and proceeded to kiss my wife. My wife was now definitely letting loose as her soft moans of pleasure were betraying her conservative nature. I slipped my hand down to her thigh and began to gently trace it up and down. This time she did not move my hand away. She kissed me passionately, her tongue exploring my mouth. Grace was feeling a little more than tipsy. Her insides were aglow with heat and excitement. I slowly undid the bottom button of her dress without her knowing. My hand moved a little higher and I heard a slight whimper. A slow dance came on and I quickly pulled her onto the dance floor.

As we danced and kissed, I moved my hands down to her ass. Grace let me massage her ass for a bit before pulling them up. But I would not be denied! I continued to massage her gorgeous ass through the dress. I kept kissing her ear and whispering, until she forgot about my hands. Grace was tipsy but also turned on. She returned my kiss with a passion that I had never felt. There in front of everyone on the dance floor my wife began to grind her hips into my cock. As the dance continued, I began to slowly inch up the back of her dress. I did this slowly in hopes that she wouldn’t notice. Always massaging my wife’s round ass until I was finally able to put my hands directly on her ass and pull her into my hardness while giving everyone a clear view of her perfect thong clad ass.

Here I was on the dance floor and I had my conservative wife’s ass exposed for everyone to see. I kept sliding my hands down closer to her pussy. I could definitely feel a little moisture and a lot of heat. She let out a small moan as I slowly ran my finger through the dampness of her sheer thong. The dance ended and we went back to our table much to the chagrin of the three young men that had seen our little show.All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

At our table we sipped our martinis and kissed. I was now once again working her ear with my tongue. To my utter amazement Grace grabbed the back of my neck and held me firm and began to nibble on my ear as she let out small little gasps. My hand once again found her thigh. I slowly crept my hand higher and higher. As my hand neared her pussy I whispered, “You feel so hot.”

She simply let out a low mmmmmm. I pushed her legs apart with my hand and felt her pussy through the thong. She moaned louder as I began to work her clit. I could feel Grace rock her hips to meet my fingers. She was fucking my finger in a packed bar with people watching.

I whispered, “I am going to make you cum.”

I quickly slid her thong aside and pushed my finger into her hot and very wet pussy. Grace was now fucking my hand and didn’t give a damn. I took my other hand and undid a couple of the top buttons. I slid my hand inside the dress and found her rock-hard nipple. I slid my finger inside her drenched pussy and rubbed her clit with my thumb. Grace began to groan and shudder before bursting with a powerful orgasm. She moaned loudly into my mouth as she rode the orgasm tearing through her loins before collapsing in my arms. Since we were in the corner, our show was only seen by a few but I did notice that the three young guys had moved closer to get a better look.

My wife headed to the Ladies room. When she walked past the table of the three men, I noticed how they ogled her body. I quickly got up and sat down at their table. They looked to be in their mid-twenties. At first, they were surprised as they thought I might have been pissed off at them. I introduced myself as Tony and asked, “Did you guys like what you saw in my wife?”

“Hell yes!” and they introduced themselves as Dave, Sammy, and George.

I asked them “Well, if you want to see more tell me a bar nearby that is less crowded.”

They suggested a little hole in the wall bar down the street. It had a pool table, jukebox and a sexy as can be bartender. I said “Perfect. Meet us there in 15 minutes and I will introduce you to my wife as customers that are in town for a convention.”

I got up and went back to my table before my wife returned from the bathroom. The three guys got up and rushed out in anticipation of what may lie ahead.

Grace came back and I could not believe the change in her. She sat next to me and playfully squeezed my cock as she pleaded, “Let’s get back to our room so that I can fuck your eyes out.”

As tempted as I was, I gave her a quick nibble on her ear and said, “Will be home soon enough.”

Grace continued to play with my cock as we finished our Martinis. She was as hot and horny for my cock as I had ever seen. She was also now very drunk. She had abandoned all her inhibitions and was greedily massaging my cock pleading for me to stick it in her. I was in heaven. Grace was now acting like the slut that I wanted. We paid our tab and left for the hotel.

I told Grace, “Since the hotel wasn’t that far we should walk.” I put my arms around her and began our walk home. Grace was now lusting after me. She had one hand on my cock and the other on my ass as we stumbled down the street. We came to the bar that my new friends had suggested.

I said “I want one last drink. This place looks as good as any.”