Sexoirs of a Gigolo: Bradley Lords

by Bradley Lords

  I took both of my hands and ran her thick black hair through my fingers as I caressed the side of her head. She nibbled a little more around my obliques and upper thighs until making her soft lips lower onto the bottom of my shaft. She licked it from bottom to top and then kissed all over each side of it. As she paced both hands around it there was still plenty more sticking out which she enthusiastically kissed and licked. Her lips seemed to become more succulent and soft as they embraced all of my cock into her mouth and throat. I was so turned on and hard at this point I wanted to explode. There was no way, of course, I was going to allow that to happen without first tasting her and feeling my hard cock inside of her. I then pulled her head up to my lips and kissed her again while rolling her over to her back. I made my way to her neck and ears first, flicking the tip of my tongue a little on her cute, tiny earlobes. I exhaled then sucked the air in with a wide-open mouth on her ear to bring a cool sensation to her earlobe. The goose bumps raised on her arm as she giggled some. I moved to her shoulder next and bit on it some, just the right amount to where it didn't hurt her but to where she could definitely feel a bit of sting. She enjoyed the nibbling and so I kept working my way down further and further. I had to stop on her sexy belly button ring. I bit onto it and used my tongue to rattle it around my teeth. I worked my hands onto her waist and squeezed downward and up under her ass. I pulled my hands even lower until they were grasping the back of her thighs and started to lick on and nibble on those smooth quads and inner thighs. I pushed my hands back up again but this time under that tight dress she still had on. I positioned each ass cheek into the palms of my hands as I took my tongue up and down each side of her panty line. I licked up the left side of her panties then trickled the back of my tongue downward slowly then upward a little faster. I did this several times on both sides of her panties next to her sweet smelling vagina. I knew it was driving her crazy by not only the sounds she was making but also the feel of her fingertips and nails digging into my head. I brought one hand around to the front from over the top of her crotch and slipped my index and middle finger into the inner side of her panties and pulled them over some. I opened my mouth wide and breathed in as I placed my lips onto the side of her vagina and closed them slowly while slightly sucking on it just enough to pull the skin very gently out. She began to quiver a little as I sucked a tiny bit stronger each time. I repeated this several times from both sides before taking my hands back up under her ass and slipping my fingertips into the back upper part of her panties.

  I began to gently pull the panties down while I kissed her in various random locations all around her thighs and crotch area. Once the panties were gone I replaced my hands under her again and grasped her ass firmly. I stuck my tongue far out so that the back rough part would be exposed and gently rubbed it from the bottom of her vagina all the way to the top. I then took the middle of my tongue and placed it on the hood covering the clitoris and proceeded to vibrate my tongue side to side.

  Her soft little voice was almost whimpering with excitement as I felt her legs quivering on the sides of my head. The idea still in my head telling me this was not the right thing to be doing seemed to only intensify the feelings of passion and desire. I could tell from her body she also was feeling the overwhelming eroticism between us. These thoughts racing through my head of who may know or who could know, or what if someone already knows, made the intensity even higher and only fueled this hot, steamy passion we were both falling so victim to. I loved the sweet taste she had and wanted to make her orgasm over and over again, which I did. Her thighs squeezed my head tight as she dug her nails into the top of my head. She was up to at least three decent orgasms by now and it was time to connect our bodies to the full extent. I ran my tongue up her crotch and across her abdominals. I had to stop by the nipples for a brief while to show them the attention they surely deserved. Such cute, small, round brown nipples. They contrasted perfectly with her Morena skin tone. I pulled at them with my lips squeezed firmly together. I also opened my mouth wider and sucked in a little to give my quick tongue some room to flick around and take the now hard nipple from side to side and up and down. After both nipples had their equal share of playtime, I progressed further north until reaching the neck once again. I bit on it hard in some places and soft in others. I kissed softly on her ears and whispered to her, "How do you feel?” She could hardly breathe it seemed and was fighting for the energy to say to me, "Oh my god it’s more incredible than I've imagined. I can't believe we're doing this". I told her I felt the same on both accounts as well. This naughtiness was in such an enormous way amplifying the already hot and steamy fire and attraction we had between us. I kissed her soft lips and we nibbled on one another more and more as I positioned my body above hers until we almost effortlessly joined ourselves together.

  Even with her so dripping wet, the fit of my cock inside of her was extremely firm and tight. She let out a sputtering exhale as I let it go deeper inside of her. I moved into a steady flowing motion to allow my cock to go just deep enough to scrape the cervix but not to hit it too hard as to make her resist, at least not yet. Our bodies flowed and danced together as the hot passion and temperature rose to insane levels. We rolled over so she could have some freedom to move that firm body all over me. I held her by her tight little waist and waved my hands in a motion as if I was splashing water onto myself. It allowed for her body to get the full impact of my cock deep inside of her – hitting the front, back, and middle of her insides. She could sense I was growing closer to my climax and said to tell her when I was almost ready. "You feel so good inside of me, I don't want to stop yet." I told her I would keep holding back and allow my cock to grow even harder and pulsate inside of her until she could feel the vibrations. As I got right up to that moment I grasped her sides tightly and said, "Are you ready?" She went directly down to my pulsating cock and wrapped her soft, plump lips around it and took every drop of my cum into her mouth. She appeared to enjoy it as though she were eating her favorite ice cream. She fell down beside me as we both lay catching our breath, and our senses. I couldn't believe we had done this but still because it had felt so fucking amazing, I knew in my head I would have done the exact same thing if given the chance again. I asked her if she had any regrets and she said she had none whatsoever. “Me neither,” I said. It was the most intense and passionate sex I had experienced in quite some time. I have had plenty of gorgeous and experienced women in my time but the special circumstances of this situation had most definitely given it the extra fire. I wondered if all the naughty or forbidden erotic experiences would always be this intense and incredible. Was it actually forbidden though? Was the wife of my boss and long-term friend always off limits?

  Several days had gone by and there were no other random texts or calls. Was she a bit embarrassed or filled with guilt from our hot rendezvous?

  I did, however, run into John shortly after my encounter with his wife. That was a trip. When he reached out to shake my hand, all I could think was, Does he know where this hand has been? Does he know what this hand has done to his wife? He obviously didn’t, because I’m still here to tell this story. I felt bad as I talked to him, but it was worth it.

  As my mind ponders all of these vast recollections of sexual experiences, I find myself most intrigued by the scenarios where the premise of the occurrence was heavily based upon inappropriate or unethical behavior according to society – a forbidden fruit perhaps. Countless wives, girlfriends, colleagues, housekeepers, nannies, flight attendants, professors, maids, bosses – the list is amazingly elaborate. A business partner’s wife in the front seat of my truck, the cute maid cleaning my room in the hotel, the hand job by the flight attendant in the back galley, the list goes on. This concept burned into our brain by society - "you're not supposed to do that" – makes it even more appealing and rewarding it seems. The old proverb of how the grass is always greener on the other side could not apply more than it does in eroticism and sexual fantasy. So why is it we wa
nt so passionately want we are not supposed to have? Why does breaking the 'rules' make the experience so much more fulfilling? I wish to expand and recall some of my sexual experiences that tap into this realm of taboo and intrigue. Is this what true passion and desires are made of? Forbidden fruit are the most delicious erotic pleasures.