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Free Fetish Sex Stories - Wild Town Meeting
"But I don't want you to go tonight," I whined like a child as he held me in his arms. I looked way up to his stern face and almost felt like a child.
"You know I have to go. It's my turn to cook, and I told you I just stopped by for a minute on the way there," he said. He loved the town council, although from a woman's point of view, I just couldn't understand it sometimes. What was so great about being there with a bunch of men, when he could be getting laid with me? I tried not to let it make me feel inadequate but sometimes, I had to admit that it did.
He looked so great in blue jeans and the tan button front shirt that he wore. I hadn't noticed just exactly how much taller he was then me until then. His belt was at the same height as my breasts. But the view from any height was a good one. He was beautiful and perfect from his long brown hair to his blue eyes, round ass, and long, strong legs. No matter how often I saw him, I couldn't stop the ache that I felt each time.
"But you would have so much more fun here with me," I said, rubbing my stomach against him enticingly, and smiling up at him flirtingly.
"Oh, I know I would," he said pushing me away slightly. "But I am obligated to be there."
"What do you have bathing beauties come in or what?" I said rather frustrated. I didn't mean to be that way with him. I didn't want to take away his fun, yet at the same time, I wanted to have some fun, too.
"There isn't any of that there, just a bunch of men I just like to learn things from them. In that room, there is a wealth of knowledge."
I pushed myself back up against him, kissing him with tiny kisses on the lips, then slightly pulling away, teasing him the best way I could. "Then let me go with you to cook. I will behave myself. I will just help."
"No way! I can't be that distracted with you there. And there are no women there allowed anyway."
It was getting increasingly hopeless to argue with him. Deep down, I understood, although I did sometimes wonder if there was more to those lodge meetings than I was being told.
"You are just chicken that will entice you to do something and you won't be able to stop yourself," I said teasing him as I reached for the bulge in his blue jeans. I started to massage it, and he pushed my hands away.
"You are right. You can entice me. I'm already so hard I can't think," he said adjusting the stiffness in his jeans.
"I promise I will sneak out the back door when the meeting starts. I will just help you with the cooking," I told Brendon, thinking I should have crossed my fingers because I knew that I would so something already.
"Liar," he laughed. I tickled his sides with my fingers.
"You creep. How dare you not believe me," I laughed.
"Would you believe you?" He asked, holding my hands together so I couldn't move.
"Ummmm, no, I guess I wouldn't," I laughed. "But what if I promise. I just want to spend some time with you. Honest." I still didn't believe me, and I figured he didn't either.
"Do you always have to make things so hard?" He said, adjusting his stance again.
"I hope so," I said. "Can I go? Please?" I gave him the sweetest face I could muster, complete with "the pouty lip".
"If you get me kicked out, I will never forgive you," he said. Since he was still laughing, I figured he was just kidding, although I knew he would be upset if that happened.
I teased him about his hair growing so long. I really didn't mind it since you really couldn't tell until he turned around. But I didn't want him to start looking like a girl. I wanted my strong man.
"Alright, but try not to be seen," he said. "And you'd better change. That outfit is distracting just by itself." I wore a white blouse that was unbuttoned pretty far down, and a white satin and lace bra with a short black skirt and white lace bikini panties.
"No one will see me but you. I'm leaving it on," I said. "Let's go, or you will be late." I grabbed his hand and dragged him out the door.
"All those old men would really like you if they saw you. You would give them heart failure," Brendon said, as we got into the little red Mustang.
"I hope if they see me, they get a thrill then," I grinned. "Besides, I only want you."
"When you get back, I'm going to seduce you," I said as I nuzzled up close to him the car. I put my hand on his still hard crotch and massaged him a moment.
"I can't wait until then, but right now, stop it," he said pushing my hand away.
"You love it, and you know it," I said, giggling.
"That's the trouble," he said, trying to concentrate on the road.
I knew I was going to try to seduce him even at the meeting hall. At least tease him a lot.
While fixing the meal that he would serve to the town members, I helped like I was supposed to but not without a little flirting and rubbing myself against him and kissing him every changed I could.
"I knew you would make this hard on me," he said, grabbing me up into his arms and kissing me using his tongue and pressing his body against mine.
"I like it that you are so hard for me," I said.
Then I unbuttoned the top few buttons of my blouse revealing my large, round breasts. "They are so beautiful," he said, giving into his need. He put his mouth on my breast, while kneading the other with his hand. I lifted my leg up around his waist, rubbing my wet, bare crotch against his leg. He picked me up and set me on the countertop. I took his hand and put it between my legs on the material of the panties. He pressed his palm against me as I squirmed. His fingers slipped under the satin and inside my excited lips.
Just then some of the members came into the back door. We all stood stunned. I jumped off the counter and did up my shirt. I was so embarrassed.
"I'm sorry," Brendon said. "We were cooking and things got a little carried away, but she was just here helping. Honest." He stammered for the words to say but with each one, he dug a hole for himself a little deeper.
"Keep going. Keep going," one of the men started to chant. "We won't say a word if you keep going." Then a few of the other men started to chant, too.
Brendon was more than happy to oblige. He picked me up and put me back on the countertop before unbuttoning my blouse and let it drop to the floor. Then he slipped my bra over my head falling on the counter. He was like an animal before he devoured a nipple.
I fumbled for his shirt buttons and his pants zipper until the only thing left on either of us was my short, black skirt. The four members urged us on all the way. It was so exciting to be making love while others watched and wanted us, too. I moved and almost put on a show. He moved my skirt up around my waist to expose me full to the men watching. I wanted them to see me like that, naked and excited.
Brendon pressed his face between my breasts, then with one hand massaged one, pinching the nipple. I put my feet on his hips and parted my knees as I laid back on the counter.
"Eat her," one of the men said. "Let's see that tongue on her sweet pussy."
He rubbed his hard rod between my legs to tease himself and me. It rubbed hard against my clit, and I moaned and closed my eyes. He slowly touched and licked every inch of my shapely body: my breasts, ribs, stomach, hips, thighs, and pussy. My clit was harder than ever. I was ready to touch it myself. After a moment, he pressed his face between my thighs, letting his tongue slither deep inside. It squirmed over my clit. It darted over my sensitive bulb. His thick fingers filled me. My hips swayed to my own rhythm. With all the men urging me on like they were, it only took me a few moments to be screaming in orgasm.
"FUCK HER!" Someone yelled. He pushed up against me, pulling me to the edge of the counter, and put my feet on his shoulders. He slipped his hardness inside me. I waited for such a long time for it that I started to push myself against him as hard as I could. He slammed into me hard. There was no hesitation with the act at all. He needed me like I did him.
"HARDER! SLAM HER!" The one man said, breathing hard. I knew they were all getting off on us getting off, and I loved every minute of it. What a thrill to be watched. I reached for my own breast, pinching my nipple. My other hand went between my legs to play with my clit.
"Cum, babe," Brendon said, as his own body shook in orgasm and happy moans escaped his lips. I came with him, our juices mixing together, and everyone clapping loudly.
"Wow! That was awesome," the head of the bunch said. "You'd better fix yourselves up now before the other members come in and find you. They might not be as lenient as the rest of us. I'm so hard, I need to go take care of it. Get her out of here in the next few minutes and no one will say a word."
"I'm gone," I said, putting my shirt back on. "I will take the car and pick you up in awhile." I gave him a passionate kiss at the door. As I left, I heard the guys teasing Brendon about how lucky he has it with me. I sure hoped that he was listening.
I knew that I would never forget what we did in my life.
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