The Erotic Short Story Collection

5. Red Dressing Gown

It was a warm Saturday afternoon and Tara found herself sprawled out on the bed reading. From where she lay she could clearly hear Kurts muffled cries drifting down the hallway as he watched the footy with a level of enthusiasm that she could never quite understand.

'God dammit' yelled Kurt from the other room cursing the umpires.

Today however, Tara barely noticed. She was so immersed in her cowboy novel which had just reached a particularly steamy scene in which the main character was getting her pussy serviced from behind by a dashingly handsome cowboy. The scene came to a close but Tara found herself wanting more. She could feel a moistening between her legs as her heart beat heavily in her chest. Sliding off the bed she strolled out to the lounge. Swinging her hips seductively she spoke to Kurt in a girlish tone.

'Baaabe. Can we do something. I'm bored.'

'Not now babe. It's almost half time. We'll do something after the game.'

'But I'm bored now.' She pouted as she stepped between Kurt and the TV.

'Well I can't help that,' he replied, looking around her.

'Fine,' she sighed. 'But you're going to have to explain it to them,' she said as she straddled him thrusting her ample breasts into his face.

Kurt's focus left the TV, now she had his attention. He stared at the large orbs nestled beneath her red bra and bright sundress. He knew just how fantastic they looked and felt. Those firm little nubs with large areolas were any man's wet dream. Kurt looked his wife up and down. She was smoking hot, with wide womanly hips and a toned ass that he could have stared at for days. She had beautiful large green eyes, long blonde hair and a smile that could power the whole earth. He thought to himself, right there is the answer to global warming, it's all in that smile.

He opened his mouth 'Don't make me tell them.'

She grinned down at him mischievously, grabbing his hand she slowly guided it up under her dress.

'Oh you're also going to have to tell my kitty cat.'

'Oh come on. You know I can't do that.' Kurt protested as she guided his hand inside her panties. He could feel the coarse hair of her inch thick landing strip as his hand travelled south. Then the smooth skin of her bald pussy. Immediately his fingers slid in among the sopping wet folds.

'Seems like someone has sprung a leak,' exclaimed Kurt raising an eyebrow at Tara. She simply responded by sensually biting her lip and humping her hips against his hand. Kurt pulled her in for a passionate kiss. As their lips danced together, Kurt massaged her dripping snatch, teasing the outer folds but refusing to penetrate her. Breaking their kiss, Tara leant back and looking at him seriously.

'Now are you going to come into the bedroom and fuck me doggy style or am I going to have to take care of this myself?'

'I guess I could take a look at it,' grinned Kurt.

'Good,' responded Tara jumping away from him. She swiped up the remote, turned the TV off and danced off to the bedroom. Swinging her hips so that her dress rode up putting her perfect ass on display. Kurt sat stunned for a second staring between the TV, her ass and his wet fingers. Finally he shrugged to himself and got up and followed her into the bedroom.

When he walked in Tara was already on the bed waiting with her legs spread.

She looked up at him 'I can't wait all day,' she exclaimed sliding a hand under the band of her panties, slowly massaging her clit.

'You are a naughty little woman.' He said, shaking his head with a grin. 'I think you need to be taught a lesson.'

Kurt slid on top of her and they began to kiss passionately. He knew she was desperately horny and that just made him all the more determined to take his time. With great care Kurt ran his hands over her body, gently caressing her hips and thighs. Tara was in much more of a rush. She slid her fingers under his shirt drawing it quickly over his head. She threw it to the floor revealing his toned and muscled body, firm against her soft curves. Getting the memo Kurt reached down and began to draw her dress up over her head. Tara sat up to assist him and once her dress was gone she tore at his shorts eager to have his thick meat inside her. She could see it's rigid outline as it fought to escape the confines of his briefs. Kurt pressed her back against the bed kissing her tenderly as he ground his cock against her groin.