Slug CLub

Ch. 67 Theseus/Leta

Mutual Masturbation

w/c 737

Theseus opened the door to his flat and strode across the sitting room. As he walked, he loosened his tie and shrugged off his suit jacket, draping it carefully across the back of the armchair near the window. As he entered the kitchen, he flicked his want to set a pot of water on for some evening tea. And movement at the corner of his eye brought his head around and his jaw dropped open. Leta stood in the entryway to the dining room in nothing but a black lace bra and matching panties.

"Welcome home, handsome," she purred as she sauntered forward. Pulling his tie gently, she pulled his lips to hers in a passionate kiss. When she pulled away, his cheeks were flushed and he looked slightly stunned. Smirking, she gently pulled on his tie again, leading him from the kitchen, through the dining room, and into the hall. She continued to pull him along with her, him in his stunned silence just fumbling along. When they reached the bedroom, she tugged him behind her into the middle of the room before she let go. Turning to face him, she sat herself on the edge of their large king bed, lids low as she looked up at him.

"Come up here with me, my darling. Let me help you unwind." She scooched herself back further onto the bed and Theseus crawled up after her. As she lay back onto the bed, he made his way up and lay down beside her. Rolling to her side, she pulled him towards her and pressed her lips to his in a slow, passionate kiss. His hands found their way to her neck and slid up into her dark hair, pulling her deeper into the kiss. She slid her hands onto his chest and slowly started to unbutton his shirt, pushing it from his shoulders. Her hands then slid down and made quick work of his belt and fly. But before she could continue her exploring, she broke the kiss and shoved herself up onto her knees in front of him on the bed. Theseus looked up at her in confusion. She smiled down at him and she placed her hand along her collar bone and slowly started to stroke down her chest.

"I want you to watch me, Theseus." her hand found her right breast and squeezed it gently. "I want you to enjoy the show." She slid her hand to the front clasp of her bra, unhooking it and letting it fall free, cupping each side with her hands. Theseus nodded slowly and she allowed her hands to drift down her sides to her hips. Hooking her thumbs into the sides of her panties, she drew them down her thighs and kicked them away behind her. When she looked back up, she could see the head of Theseus' cock started to poke out from the top of his boxers.Tracing her hand down her stomach again, she found her slit as his hungry eyes followed her hand's progress. Pushing her middle finger between her folds, she found her clit and started to slowly rub circles on it, letting her head lull back a moment to enjoy the sensation. Pulling her head back up and looking at her fiance, she moaned softly as she continued to massage her clit.

"Touch yourself, Theseus. I want to watch you pleasure yourself too." Theseus hesitated a moment before pushing his trousers down and letting his cock pop free. Gripping his cock, he groaned as his hand started to stroke up and down, his precum helping to make his hand slide easier. Leta let out a louder moan and sped up her circles over her clit, sliding her other hand down to push two fingers into her dripping sex. Her moans became louder and her pace more frantic as she watched him, his strokes becoming more erratic as she became more desperate for her release. With a loud moan, her hips jacked forward and she released her clit, thrusting her fingers quickly into her convulsing core as she came. When she hazily looked over at Theseus, his stomach was covered in the streams of cum his cock had kicked out during her own release. As he looked up at her with a hazy smile of his own, she leaned down and kissed his lips gently.

"You're so beautiful when you let go."