TABOO TALES(erotica)

I returned the favour by palming her delightful pussy, rubbing my hand over her pussy in a circular motion, feeling my hand become slick with her own version of morning dew. Lori began to murmur into my mouth, never once breaking lip-lock, and I pushed her back onto the pillows, to land on top of her, hands taking my weight as she tightened her hold around my neck, pulling me in to kiss her even more passionately. I had never been kissed so hard, and so erotically, before and my erection was raging by now, eager to play.

I eventually had to surface for air, Lori looking at me with hooded eyes.

“Finish what you started, Doctor Man” she murmured, and I proceeded to do just that. She drifted her legs apart, letting me know what she wanted, and so I mounted her slowly, taking my weight on my elbows and sliding my hands under her bottom to squeeze and hold her perfect buttocks as I slowly thrust forward, dipping down to meet her parted lips, while her hands roamed over my face and neck. I began pumping, slowly, gradually increasing my tempo as our mutual excitement rose, Lori raising up to meet me, with me supporting her pelvis as she thrust back at me, both of us in perfect synchronisation.

She began pumping her pelvis faster and faster, and my thrusts held time with her, both of us straining to meet at the same place, pumping and thrusting, gasping and groaning, until she could hold back no longer hold back. Her orgasm hit her with shattering intensity, making her scream out loud.

“Oh God, Oh God… Oh Fuck… Oh Shiiiittt…. Oh MY FUCKING GOOODDDD!!!… YESSS!!!”

The ripples from her convulsing pussy walls sucked and squeezed at my already hyper-stimulated cock, making me come in a jet of sperm that hosed into her, feeling once more like I was pumping my life’s blood into this girl-woman, my sister, the woman I loved.

We lay together afterwards, filmed in sweat, nibbling and caressing each other, savouring the post-coital glow, enjoying the closeness, until we had to get ready for our biggest day to date.

Our morning in Boston was a breeze, we were in and out of the bank in a few minutes with all the confirmation documents Lori needed, and the appointment at the Consulate was neither long nor difficult.

The British Consul, ‘Uncle’ Richard, was a very helpful and polite gentleman, about the same age as my father would have been, with a dry, quiet wit that Lori found utterly captivating, and charming, olde-worlde manners that had her completely spellbound. After a short preamble, he announced that he had approved Lori’s visa, the decision letter would be ready when she collected her passport the following day, and then congratulated us on our decision to get married, wishing us luck and happiness

He smiled at both of us.

“Well, that was me speaking ex-cathedra, as it were; I do like to see young people in love, it’s so rare these days! Oh, and I did recognise the name as well, by the way, that and the distinctive Denham features, and of course, that shock of fair hair, young fellow, just like your father! I must say you look amazingly like him! He was a handsome devil, and quite a ladies-man, I hope you won’t mind me saying so! My dear late mother was your father’s aunt, your great-aunt. I’m actually your cousin, or rather, your father’s cousin.”

He paused, looking into the distance as memory overtook him.

“The last time I saw David, your father, was my wedding day. I was so very sad to hear of his passing, he was a dear, dear friend, more like a younger brother than my cousin, and such a rascal; my dear late mother adored him; she always said that, along with my younger brother, she couldn’t decide if we were the three musketeers, or the three stooges! You have my card, do drop me a line, I know my wife, your aunt Sophie would so like to meet you; David carried quite a torch for her, you know, back in our undergraduate days, but I was the one who won her!”

I thanked him formally for his assistance, using his title, and he winked at me.

“When none of the staff are around, I’m just Uncle Richard, my boy!”

He shook my hand and clapped me on the arm in congratulation, and bowed over Lori’s hand, before kissing it.

“Welcome to the family, my dear, we could do with some looks like yours to freshen up the old gene pool a little, I dare say. You really are a most ravishing creature, young David is so very, very lucky to have caught you!”

Lori wilted under this charm offensive, and impulsively kissed his cheek, which startled him, but made him twinkle happily as well.

“Thank you, Uncle Richard, when we get married you will definitely be invited, in fact, as I have no family of my own, and I don’t know anyone in England other than Davey, and you are family, after all, would you do me the honour of giving me away?”

The old boy looked stunned, and really quite amazed, but rallied magnificently.

“My dear, dear child, the honour will be entirely mine! Thank you, you ravishing creature, my dear wife will be so excited, we don’t have any daughters, so she will be thrilled! You must come and have dinner with us, one so rarely gets the chance to meet anyone other than businessmen or other diplomats, and we’re rather a drab lot, I’m afraid!”

Lori floated all the way back down to the car, in a romantic haze. We were going back to England, together, and we were going to be married!

“Where do you want to go now?” I enquired.

“Take me back to the hotel, David, I want to do naughty things, fuck shopping, we’ll do that tomorrow!”

“Uh-Uh, Crazy Lady” I mugged at her, in my best cod-Latin accent, “we have luggage to buy, clothes, shoes, anything you can think of. We’re going to arrive back in England in style!”

“OK, then Mr Moneybags, where to for now?” she asked, and I knew just the place; the Concierge had pointed me at the best, most exclusive places for Lori to shop to a standstill. Always trust Concierge’s, they know everybody, everything, and everywhere, how to get rid of the body, where to hide the girl when your wife’s on the war-path, and how to get you out of town in a hurry – very useful people to cultivate.

“We’re going to The Natick on Worcester Street, be prepared to be astonished, my own little sex-plum!” I smiled at her, and her eyes lit up as every woman’s real sex fantasy materialised for her; to be let loose naked in a shopping mall with a blank cheque…

Our driver obliged us by driving us to the mall, and I gave him a couple of hundred dollars to go and get a meal and some rest, telling him we might be a while, so he should take it easy! He took a look at Lori, lost in contemplation of the mall directory, grinned knowingly, and took his leave.

Once inside, Lori disappeared into store after store, indulging in deep retail therapy. I hate shopping with women; they have a deep-seated compulsion to minutely examine the contents of every store in Christendom, whereas all I have is a deep-seated desire to be somewhere else entirely; the dentist, colonic irrigation, that sort of thing. I waited in a rest area, guarding the shopping as Lori ambled from store to store, the pile of bags and boxes around me getting higher.

She eventually emerged from Victoria’s Secret with a pleased look on her face.

“What did you buy?” I leered.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” she shot back, “all in good time, Stud-Boy”

I grinned happily. I could guess what was coming, and I could already feel my pulse rate rising in anticipation.

“OK Santa Claus,” Lori whispered in my ear, “back to the suite, I have things to do to you!”

We headed back to the hotel, where the Customer Service people unloaded and took all our stuff back up to the suite, while Lori and I stopped for lunch.

Fully refreshed, we made our way back up to the suite, the door barely closing behind us before Lori pounced on me.

“OK Doctor Man, I’ve had my treat, now for yours. You just wait here until I call you!”

She tripped into the bedroom, closing the door, while I loosened my clothing and slipped off my loafers; I knew my girl all too well by now!

After a few minutes, Lori called out.

“David, come in here, please,” and I headed for the door, erection already beginning to inflate as I anticipated what I was going to see. I was not disappointed, stopping dead with my mouth hanging open.

She was standing in the middle of the room, long legs encased in sheer black stockings, wearing black stiletto’s, and a scarlet satin confection that took my breath away, a teddy that displayed more than it concealed, barley restraining her gorgeous breasts and clearly outlining the lips of her succulent pussy. The red and black contrasted perfectly with her snowy skin and jet-black mass of long wavy curls, set off with deep crimson lipstick. She looked like Snow White before the gang-bang, and I felt my cock harden painfully just looking at this cock-burster of a girl!From NôvelDrama.Org.