Mafia Desire (Erotica)

Gloria set her coffee down and leaned forward slightly, exposing just a little more of her large tits. “Considering the grief she went through with that dipshit Alfred, you are such a breath of fresh air! We were just a little giddy with relief. She’d mentioned you were coming to visit but she was so tight lipped with the details. We were worried you would turn out to be another arrogant prick!”

“And I didn’t, right?” he asked with the hint of a smile.

She burst into a laugh which did nice things to her cleavage. “No… no, not at all! Like I told her last night. You’re a keeper! Just what she needed! I’m so happy for her!”

He smiled then shrugged. “Well, Fiona isn’t really looking for a keeper at the moment and truthfully, neither am I. We’re being completely honest with each other. We’re both looking for something safe and friendly as we’re on the rebound. Her from Alfred and me from Gwen.”

Gloria tilted her head to look at him appraisingly. “This girly really hurt you?”

He sighed and nodded. “She had near total control and I willingly let her do it… in the name of love. Only she wasn’t really in love with me. Just what I could be once she finished changing me.” He frowned and shook his head to clear those thoughts away as he took a deep cleansing breath. “I’m free of her so that’s good. I’m learning what it means to live my life for me. So far so good!” he finished with a grin.

“Good for you!” she said with a crooked grin.

They drank the coffee and ate their muffins in comfortable silence as they admired the view.

He caught her glancing at him and she seemed to be fidgeting a little, like she wanted to say something but hadn’t worked up the nerve. Finally, he caught her eye and raised an eyebrow in question.

“Did you like eating my muffin? Would- would you like another?” she asked with a nervous smile.

He froze as he heard her words. She wasn’t offering him baked goods this time. He almost laughed at the corny line but he saw she was really anxious about his answer. The bold words matched his expectations of her but the timid delivery made him smile as it revealed she wasn’t quite as tough as the image she presented.

He heard the voice of his conscience insisting she was a married woman and he should be refusing her, outraged that she would even suggest such behavior from him. As the emotions swelled, he felt himself… step aside and let them pass, untouched by their message. He pushed off the nagging voice. He wasn’t going to have sex with her, per se. Just a little foreplay… with a happy ending for her. He wasn’t even competing with her husband as the man wouldn’t do this for her. He smiled and nodded.

Her smile brightened when she saw he wasn’t offended or rejecting her.

“I believe I would like to eat your muffin,” he said quietly and she couldn’t contain a small burst of giggles. It was a surprisingly girly sound from the older woman.

A thrill rushed through her body. She’d taken care to prepare herself this morning in case Kyle was amenable to her request. After hearing Fiona’s screams of ecstasy the previous night she knew he was living up to her claims of being good in bed. She’d been so hot she’d managed to get Roger to fuck her. That had been wonderful! But having a man go down on her? She wanted this experience too! Especially after all the talk about it at dinner last night and hearing Fiona enjoy it.

“H-How? Where?” she stumbled over her words in her excitement.

Kyle looked around and saw a comfortable looking couch in the next room. “Shall we retire to the couch?”

He stood and took her hand to help her to her feet and walked with her to the living room. He stood in front of her and smiled at her nervous expression. “We’ll only do what your husband won’t, ok?”

She nodded with wide eyes as he knelt before her. He slipped his hands inside her wispy gown and up under her nightie to find her panties on her hips. She gasped at the feel of his hands and twitched. He stopped.

“At any time, if you want to stop just say so and I’ll stop. Understood?” She nodded and swallowed then smiled at him.

He slid his hands downwards and her panties followed. She sighed and trembled a little.

Gloria’s mind was racing and her heart was pounding. He said he’d do what her husband won’t. Kyle didn’t know just how many experiences that covered! For now though, she was going to experience oral sex! With this hunk before her! She’d been so jealous of her girlfriend’s stories. Especially Marion who seemed to be able to get any man she wanted and got them to do all kinds of nasty, dirty things with her.

She loved Roger but he was so… unadventurous. Missionary only and only kissing to get her motor running. He wouldn’t even touch her down there! She trembled again to feel Kyle’s hands on her legs, lifting them to help her step free of her wet panties.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Sit on the edge of the couch and lie back,” he said.

He helped her ease her way down until she was seated before him. He tossed a few pillows behind her and she rested back on them. Now she had a perfect view of him which excited her even more! He began by kissing her knees and running his hands over the outside of her thighs. He didn’t make fun of her extra weight or make her feel bad about it. Roger liked to slap her legs to see them shake. Instead Kyle smiled up at her and gently separated her knees making her bite her lip. He kissed the inside of her knees and she gasped once more. God, it felt like she was ready to gush already!

His kisses gradually made their way up the insides of her thighs as her legs opened wider and wider. His hands roamed, enticing and exciting but never once touching her pussy. She could feel the tingles concentrating there and she needed him to start paying attention to- AHHHHH!!!!

Kyle stroked his tongue across her wet pussy and was pleased she’d just shaved and bathed the area. She was still a little pink from the razor and washcloth. He returned the favor with his tongue and soon she was writhing and clutching at his head.

Considering her loud and rowdy laughter from the night before he’d expected her to be equally loud and coarse now when he was between her thighs. Instead her voice went up in pitch and got quieter as her sexual tension increased. She was beginning to sound like an excited school girl and that was… distracting.

“ohmygod kyle ohmygod so good ohmygod fuck ohmygod oh geez ohmygod shit ohmygod ooo ohmygod” she chanted in a squeaky voice.

When he slipped two fingers into her wet pussy and began to pump them in and out as he danced his tongue over her more sensitive flesh she began to twitch and jerk as her voice rose higher than could be heard. Her shaking was becoming uncontrolled and he had to move his hands to grab behind her knees to keep her on the couch. He pushed them back towards her tits and thrashed her clit with his tongue. She finally found her voice again.

In a big way.