Seduce Exotic Erotica

by Ella Hilton

  Excuse the attire, Heidi started, it's just so warm that wearing the full getup is too stifling... smiling as she saw me thinking whether this meant she was without her bra again, like on Saturday....

  "No worries to me, just do your measuring," I said. With that Heidi clicked into her work mode properly and in short order she'd measured the whole house for blinds.

  "OK, measuring done," she announced loudly, "can I borrow you to do the colours," Heidi asked.

  Going thru the colours became difficult as it quickly became apparent that her company didn't have the colour that suited the interior colours of our new house....much to Heidi's disappointment. It was when I showed her a competitor's product that she became enthused, holding it up against the kitchen cabinets, doors and walls to see how this particular fabric and colour were what was in my opinion the perfect match....

  "Nick, I have to say that on this occasion I would actually recommend you buy from the opposition," Heidi said thoughtfully as she seemed impressed with the quality of the full length sample the rep had left me. "Damn, this is nice fabric, and the way the colour seems to change depending on how much light falls on it, would love to see how this makes the house look," she said, thus leaving me an opening to invite her back for a look.

  I didn't miss it, offering to call her in for a lookie when the blinds were installed. She still finished off her quotation, even though we both knew it was pointless. "Gotta get the boss to see I am doing the job," she explained.

  So that was it for the moment, but it was hard to forget her sneaky smile she offered as she let me perve at her firm titties in the showroom, and her flirty mannerisms.... Even so, I was in no hurry to ring Heidi when the opposition's blinds were installed, dismissing the flirting as one of her ploys to gain business.

  Heidi's phonecall came as a surprise to me, so much so that when I finally realised who it was I felt like an idiot, saying: "Oh yes, how could I forget," another double entendre....

  Anyway, she started by saying that some customers are memorable and then she stopped herself by saying she was getting herself into hot water here, again leaving it open for me to continue or put an end to the flirting.

  "Oh come on," I said calmly, "I know you only rang 'cause you wanna have a look at the new blinds from the opposition."

  "Yes," she replied hesitantly at first, "when is a good time to come around for a look Nick?"

  "Anytime this week Heidi, working around the house still, finishing off this and that," I replied.

  "Will your wife mind if I come around to look at the blinds," she asked coyly.

  "Don't know and I can't ask her either, she doesn't come back for another two weeks," I replied. The silence that lasted too long gave away that Heidi wasn't just coming to look at the blinds.

  "Oh, OK then, can I come over now then," she asked.

  "Sure thing, I am not going anywhere," I said as calmly as I could and hung up the phone.

  Her car turned into the driveway only a few minutes later, thus adding to the excitement. As she drove right up to the open garage door I watched as she put one high heeled foot on the driveway, then the other and slid her bum out of her car, causing the already short skirt to ride up almost to her crotch.

  Once she was standing beside her car I couldn't help but admire her slender form, long legs, high heels, short skirt, tight fitting blouse that was rather sheer with the sunlight behind her, revealing at once that her perkies were sans bra, again!

  I looked at her for several seconds before inviting her inside, her smile showing that she appreciated her form being admired.

  As I closed the garage door and we got to the carpet she turned and asked if she should take off her shoes, I was too quick in my response for she grinned broadly at my rapid NO answer. Heck, I love the way woman's legs look wobbling atop a pair of heels.....

  I took off my boots though as I led her into the kitchen to first look at the cedar blinds, nicely matching the outdoor trim and also making a nice accompaniment to the kitchen decor. Getting to the dining room window I saw Heidi's firm nipples making their presence known thru the flimsy tight fitting top, the way she stood side on with the sun behind her made the top almost transparent. That must be why she was wearing it I figured. As she walked around I swear I could smell the aroma of aroused pussy wafting around.....

  The fun started at the first ranch slider with full length blinds, Heidi took the opportunity to bend over at the hips and let her skirt ride up her thighs a long way as she took the bottom weight of the blinds in her hand for inspection. In the meantime I was giving her firm backside a visual inspection of my own, she looked at me when she was bent over and her eyes just had this smirk in them....damn I was getting hot and horny!!

  This woman a good ten years my senior was prancing around in my house, looking good enough to eat and taking her time to let me get to it.....

  At the second ranch slider Heidi instead squatted down on one knee, making sure that I was opposite her so I got a good view up her thighs. Figuring I better kneel down too she made sure to spread her thighs a little so I couldn't miss the fact she was naked underneath her skirt, staying long enough for me to take in her naked sex and look at her smirking face again.

  My cock was now making a tent in my shorts, something which caused Heidi to smile even more. "So, young man, are you gonna just keep perving at me or are you gonna get serious," she said as she unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it on the floor as she got up from her squatting position.

  "You lead and I'll just follow," I said as I watched her small breasts' nipples protruding proudly.

  She unzipped her skirt next, also dropping it on the floor and then she bent over the sofa, offering me her naked hairless pussy and tight bum. For a few seconds I stared in wonderment at how this woman had just done exactly what I had wanted her to do.....

  "Well, are you going to look at me or use me the way I was meant to be used," she said with some anger in her voice, this disappeared as soon as I dropped my shorts and placed my knob at the entrance to her red hot cunt. Wriggling her tight butt a little Heidi just said; "don't muck around, I have been dripping since I hung up the phone earlier, just fuck me....and fuck me good... Go on, just drive that cock into me, I want you to fuck me like I know you've wanted to since you were in the showroom....looking at my perky tits....your eyes gave you away young man...."

  With Heidi bent over my couch, her high heels being the only thing she was wearing now, I grasped her hips and began plowing away into her surprisingly tight pussy that seemed to be getting wetter with each stroke. For several minutes I just kept shafting her, pussy slurping away as my shaft kept sliding in her juices....

  The surprise came when Heidi said she wanted to be on top, standing up as I withdrew, leading me around to the front of the sofa, between the coffee table and the two seater she beckoned me to the ground. As she squatted over my cock, she said this was her favourite position, squatting on her heels, with a nice fat prong stuck up her twat!!

  Watching her pussy slide down over my rigid prick I couldn't help but just lie back and let her ride me in this position, it was only when she began slamming down onto me without abandon that I was getting worried. My nuts were getting trapped between my thighs and her firm buns each time she slammed down onto my root, she was getting so energetic that I was afraid she'd squash my poor nuts in this way....

  I need not have worried for she soon came with a rush and a roar, groaning and moaning; "oohhh fuck, that's a beauty of a cock there young man....gggrrrrr....oooohhhh mmaaannnnnn......your wife must love riding that puppy!!"

  Soon after that she climbed off my cock and planted her wet beaver on my mouth, ordering me; "lick and suck, and hurry up about it!!" She obviously was used to getting her way, 'cause she told me exactly what it was that she wanted, until she started on her next orgasm that is, then she just moaned and groaned away again.....ggggrrrrr......oohhhhh.... and so on until she gushed a load of ju
ices into my mouth.

  I had never had a woman cum with a squirt or a gush before, but it didn't taste bad and it didn't worry me at all so I just kept kissing her tasty box until she climbed back onto my cock. Her face was flushed and sweaty, but she simply ordered; "When you are ready to cum I want you to just let go in my cunt, I want to feel your spunk dribbling out of me later on..."

  It was when she was riding my cock this time that the doorbell rang, Heidi just kept riding my cock, groaning away a little quieter than before but still rather noisily. The doorbell rang several times more, but Heidi didn't care, she just kept slamming herself down onto my rampant dick, cumming again just as the doorbell rang the last time. This time I spewed my cum deep into her juicy cavern, making for a nice cocktail of love juices.

  She just smiled at me as she stayed impaled on my shaft as it started to deflate, gushing some of our juices onto my balls. After a minute or so she scooted onto my face once more and pretty much ordered me to lick her cunt clean, to the last drop she said....

  I laughed and said; "the more I lick the wetter you'll get."

  To which she sharply responded: "Just do as you're told slave, you're mine now, so worship my beautiful pussy and lick it clean, or you'll regret it...."

  This last statement came as a shock to me, I had not figured her for a dominatrix, but she had definitely made it clear she wanted to be worshipped now, all on her terms, and hey, with a pussy as tight and tasty as hers, perhaps I was willing to play ball....

  After licking her cleft for a while she announced that she was clean enough now.

  With her pussy now nice and clean, and thoroughly fucked I might add, she got back into her skirt and blouse, grabbed me by the cock and said: "Next time you can be in charge bad boy!!" She leaned down to give my cock a little kiss and then she walked out the door, wafting a trail of sweaty well fucked aroma as she left.

  Damn, that was better than I had expected!

  A Drop of Rain

  The rain was falling softly, misting the picture windows in the dining room. The people inside were oblivious, continuing with their chatting, drinking, and socializing. One noticed the rain.

  He murmured in her ear that he needed to see her in the kitchen and she excused herself from the circle. Once in the kitchen, he started to pull her out the back door.

  "Where are we going?"

  He smiled, and opened the door.

  "It's raining"

  "I know"

  He pulled her outside and into the mist. They walked for a bit in an easy silence, arm in arm. The garden loved the rain. Everything seemed greener somehow, and the trees sparkled with their finery. Down a slight hill and into a grove of several trees, they stopped to sit on a bench.

  She leaned against him and sighed. This was heaven. No worries for a moment, no need to play the hostess, have the correct witty retorts for the boss or co-workers. His fingers played lazily with her hair, twirling little curls. His hot breath touched her neck just before his lips. Soft little kisses tracing from the line where her hair ended down and across her shoulders. One strong arm holding her firmly against him, the other sneaking up to free her hair from the clips holding it up.

  "Hey" She turned around to face him and reached to grab the clip back. He grinned, brushed a stray hair away from her face and kissed her firmly.

  Their lips met, half-open mouths, tongues softly playing. He suckled on her lip and her hands settled instead behind his neck. He dropped the clip on the wet grass and tangled his own hands in her long hair. For an eternal moment they kissed, a conversation of breath and lips.

  Finally, he pulled away. Enough to kiss her nose, her cheeks, her eyes. Kisses on her neck, down to her shoulders. Softly, he pushed her back on the bench, her hair falling down on either side. His kisses moved lower, across the top of her breasts; his hands moved up her skirt to rest on her hips. He managed to get three of the buttons on her dress undone before her eyes flew open and she struggled to sit up.

  "We have guests dear. They will wonder where we've gotten to." She got just another lazy grin in response and a hand emerged from under her skirt to push her gently back down. That same hand easily released the rest of the buttons on her dress, freeing it to fall open. The rain fell down on her naked body and he found himself becoming aroused at the sight. Her skin glistened in the rain, little diamond droplets on her breasts and stomach.

  He leaned over and kissed a drop from one breast, tongue tracing a path in small circles. He carefully avoided touching her nipples, until an arch of her back accompanied her soft sigh, urging him for more. Only then did his warm mouth close on her cool nipple, suckling softly. First one, then the other, as she sighed and whimpered under him. She tasted faintly of salt, and smelled of flowers.

  The rain poured down on them both. She gave herself over to the sensations. The cool rain, his hot mouth, the spreading warmth between her legs. His soft lips, tongue tracing little circles on her nipple, light kisses slowly crossing her body. A path down between her breasts, over her belly button and across to her hips. Nibbles and kisses inside her thigh. His tongue, finally, inside her. Long, slow strokes and a moan escaped her. Little circles, around the hard nub; her hips raising, grinding against him.

  Teasing, he stopped. More kisses and sharp bites on her thighs, traced the same path back up her body. He could feel the heat coming from her. When he again reached her mouth, a deep, lingering kiss. Her breath short, her mind spinning; she barely noticed when he reached down and unzipped his pants. She did notice when he broke the kiss, and stood to take them off.

  The site of him naked always made her smile. He sat back on the bench and pulled her upright into his lap. He held her close, her wet skin against his. Her hands reached under his shirt, her nails trailing softly up his back. He sighed softly, and when she lifted herself up to allow him to enter her the sigh became a moan.

  Slowly they rocked back and forth. She leaned forward and captured an earlobe with her lips. Her hot breath in his ear, and the small noises that escaped when he thrust into her excited him. He thrust harder and she cried out. It seemed even the rain was with them, as the light mist got heavier.

  Two bodies intertwined, moving in rhythm, the rain pouring down. Like a million tiny tongues touching each of them on every exposed bit of skin. She felt the warmth between her legs become heat, felt her stomach tense. Her nails dug into his shoulders and her voice betrayed her with a cry as the orgasm washed through her.

  Before her head even cleared, he laid her back on the bench and leaned over her. By now the rain was no longer friendly and pleasant. Sheets of water washed over both of them, and he pumped into her with a force to match the sky. He felt the pleasure wrap around his spine, an electric charge up his back and into his head. He came, and felt her cries as she came again under him.

  An eternity of moments later, he lay next to her, her fingers gently playing with his hair. She kissed him softly and reminded him, again, that they had guests who would be wondering where their hosts had gone.

  The End.

  The Scent of Violets

  He is sitting at his desk, up to his neck in the details of a huge contract, when he hears the knock at his door. Without taking his eyes off of what he is doing he answers, "Come in."

  At first, he is too engrossed to realize that the room has remained silent. The part of his brain that was expecting the singsong voice of his pretty, young secretary is becoming more active as it scans the room for any sign of her. As the minutes tick by, more and more of his subconscious brain detaches from the contract and focuses on locating the source of the interruption. Mildly annoyed at his own break in concentration, he gives up his effort to stay focused and prepares for the interruption to hit him full force.

  In the moment before his head snaps up to face the unfortunate soul who has disturbed him, he registers something new. A fragrance. "I know that scent," he thinks to himself. He closes his eyes and inhales deeply, drawing
the scent of violets from all the way across his spacious office. A smile is on the verge of overtaking his face when, at the last possible moment, he takes control of his senses and decides to turn the tables on his visitor.

  Still not looking up, he grunts, "Yes? What it is? Can't you see I am busy here?"

  Silence.

  She is patient. She did not come all the way up to his office to be scared off by his playful bravado. She can play this game too.

  He is smiling now - an impish grin that means he knows the game is on, and that she is ready to play at his level.

  He waits.

  The tension builds.

  She waits

  The room seems warmer.

  The air is thicker.