Jenna3 - Playing Games

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Caution: This Erotic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Reluctant, Coercion, Blackmail, Heterosexual, Fiction, Cheating, Slut Wife, Rough, Humiliation, Gang Bang, Interracial, Black Male, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Size, .

Desc: Erotic Sex Story: The Power Exec. returns for more action from Mike and almost gets found out by her husband. He has a big surprise in store for her.

JennaShoes and I have been co-writing stories for a number of years now. Jenna considers herself a prudish corporate executive who fantasises about being dominated by well-endowed men. Her desire is what prompted me to write these stories and add her input. I have not edited her grammar. Jenna also authors on a couple of erotic story sites. Although all stories may be read individually, there is a sequence to them which has developed over our relationship.


Jenna's Story

We have been away from each other for a long time. I have been a good faithful wife during that time. But I keep thinking about the times we had together. We exchange emails during that time and I mention that I will be in Philadelphia for a conference. You reply that you will be there as well during that period for some work. I shudder when I ask if you want to meet. You say, sure "why not". I dress for my conference. A bit more sexy than usual, although my coworkers are used to my rather sexy outfits. I put on a sweater dress that reaches mid-thigh. Under that I wear a tight thin lace body and opaque black stay up stockings. Of course I wear my new luxurious Prada suede black boots. I call you once I am free to go. I come to meet you at the hotel bar we set for our meeting. I am trembling as I strut into the deserted bar and see you sitting there. I remember the way you fucked me last time, how my voice was hoarse from screaming in pleasure, embarrassed at having asked you to fuck me harder and faster. I can still remember how your massive member had stretch me so much, so wide, so deep, so good.

Mike's Story As I enter the near empty bar I recognize her immediately. The feeling of lust surges through me as I feel my cock start to harden at the sight of her. Her one piece dress is exciting and the leather boots bring back vivid memories of our last meeting. I wonder how long it will take to get this faithless wife naked and on her back again. Perhaps she would like a different kind of adventure this time. The fact that she is here for sex is a forgone conclusion. Perhaps I should stretch the envelope just to see how much she can take. Her tight, wet pussy still brings back fond memories. As. I approach her chair, I lean forward to kiss her cheek. She quickly turns her head so that our lips come together into what turns into a torrid welcome. Can she sense my cock stiffen? I wonder. Staring into her eyes, the message is pretty obvious. I don't think that much time will be spent in the bar.

Jenna's Story I do not want to appear like a wanton slut so I act a little bit more coy and bashful. We go sit down at a low table with hard couches. I sit standing straight putting my breasts in more evidence. My long legs are crossed with the hem of the dress just below the edge of the stockings. My luxurious knee high boots finish my legs with a touch of sexiness and yet classiness. We chat over a strong drink. I need one to relax. It is rather nerve racking to meet you again after all that time. Memories rush back to my mind. You reach over and pet my thigh. I shudder but grab your hand and leave it there.

Mike's Story Sitting beside Jenna after such a long time is mesmerizing. I find her scent intoxicating and arousing at the same time. I'm sure that I can detect her arousal intermingled with her cologne. The way that she is sitting has put her breasts on prominent display. I can't help myself. I have to touch them. I reach across her running the flat of my hand teasingly across her nipples as I take her glass and move it closer to her. The subterfuge is not lost on her as she shivers in reaction. As she leans back she slowly crosses her legs. The sight of her stocking tops peeking below her hem are complemented by the softness of her knee high boots. I can't resist. I slide my hand over her knee, under her hem and onto her thigh. She slowly reaches down and covers my hand with hers. Now the moment of truth! I move my hand further up her thigh, my fingers teasing the soft inside flesh. Will she resist? Will she open her legs in invitation? What is she wearing underneath?

Jenna's Story These "incidental" touches and brushes are getting me excited but I do not want to show it. When you reach under my dress and start climbing up I want to scream stop or push you away but part of me wants you to go higher. My legs are crossed now and I leave them that way. Your hand goes up my thigh inch by inch. You reach and feel a harsher path than my silky stockings, it is the lacy part that holds the stockings up. Further up you finally reach skin. I shudder as your fingers touch my skin. It is like a small electric shock. You go higher and feel my hip. I whimper "please not here" you do not stop. Smiling you caress my black lace Brazilian shaped panties high up my hip. You get our hand out and see how flustered I am. You kiss me again and I let your tongue meet mine.

Mike's Story Tasting Jenna's sweet lips again is like savouring a long forgotten nectar. I let my fingers dance over the short hairs of her neck. Sliding my fingers over her ear lobes, I recall how the sensations once drove her crazy. She starts making soft mewing sounds in the back of her throat. I cannot resist kissing her soft neck and running my tongue over her ear. Her hand slides to my lap and I know that she can feel the impact that she is having on me. The only question that remains is: whose room? Hers or mine?

Jenna's Story My conscience takes over and I start acting coy. "Mmmm ... I shouldn't do that. I don't know..." You smile knowing me. You want to say "sure you dressed in a short tight dress with stockings and knee high boots just to have a drink". You know you have to take charge. You put money down to pay the bill. "Let's go for a last drink" I can't resist that authoritative tone and follow you strutting around.

Mike's Story I realize that Jenna is back to playing games again just like last time. I half expected as much. In fact I counted on her acting just this way. However, things would be different this time. She was going to get a lot more than what she anticipated. A lot more! Dropping some bills on the table, I took Jenna by the arm and led her towards the lobby. She stiffened at my pressure and I wondered if she was having second thoughts. It really didn't matter if she was. It was way too late. Releasing her arm, I put my hand around her waist, reaching up and grasping her full breast. I applied pressure to the breast as my hand slid down to the nipple which I squeezed between my fingers ensuring that she felt some pain. Although this action took but seconds Jenna stiffened noticeably at the assault. She knew that the game had changed. She just didn't realize how much.

Jenna's Story

I do not let out a sound more than a small whimper. I do not want to be noticed in the lobby. As we walk together it is clear that Mike is the dominant person here. He holds me close like personal property. My boot heels smack the marble floor. That draws a few looks as always. I try to regain composure as the self-assured executive I am. However I feel like Mike's plaything now. I did throw myself in this situation teasing him. But he is not like most men that usually let me walk away after I play with them. "You know what you want so don't play with me dear" Mike says in my ear as we walk down a long corridor. He grabs my ass with an appreciative moan as it swings from side to side.

Mike's Story As we reach my room I pull out my key card and swipe the door. Leaning against the door, I push Jenna forward and roughly grab one of her breasts giving the nipple a solid twist. She cries out and I'm not sure if it's pleasure, pain or a combination of both. Now it's time for some fun! I push Jenna forward through the suite into the bedroom. Quickly turning her around, I push her backwards towards the bed which catches the back of her legs. She falls onto the bed, her legs opening giving me a glimpse of her attractive stocking tops and creamy white thighs. She quickly closes her legs attempting to assume a ladylike pose. She's in for a big surprise. Before this night is over she is going to freely tell me what a slut she is and how much she likes to fuck. She will drop all barriers tonight. She has that coy expression on her face again. It starts to disappear and turn to fear as I say, "Jenna, get your fucking dress off, open up my trousers, take out my cock and suck it like you've never sucked cock before. Make it quick before I use my belt on you".

Jenna's Story I am a bit shocked by these direct words. No one ever talks to me this way! A bit scared I stand up and unzip the back of my dress. I struggle to get it down my chest revealing my breasts. It is tight and I start getting it down over my hips but you stop me. You push me on my shoulders until I am on my knees. Quite the fancy lady in my Prada boots and DVF dress but on my knees in front of a man. Mike orders me to get going. I slowly open his belt and trousers. His pants fall revealing his large member straining through the underwear. I gasp when I see how thick and long it is.

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