My first orgasm in life taught me one thing – life is dreary without good sex. And that’s the mantra I’ve lived by, even after marriage. Now, I don’t mean to brag but when Mr. Braganza and I take it, we take it to town! After much thinking, I’ve decided it’s best to share my bedroom adventures with you all. Because good sex and great stories are never a bad idea!
Ladies you all know, by now, how much I hate Mr Braganza leaving town for his business trips. Not only can I not stop him, because it’s work, I have to live without all the love only he can offer me. So this time when his colleague and good friend Akash gave me the opportunity to surprise Mr B at his hotel room in Bali, I couldn’t resist. Akash is a sweetheart (but still single, wink wink) and he suggested that I fly in on Friday and he’ll extend our stay at the hotel for the weekend and Mr B won’t know a thing. That sneaky little boy even got me a second copy of Mr B’s room key. My mind was buzzing with ideas, there were so many ways absolutely blow Mr. B’s mind…
I walked in while Mr B was taking a shower. Perfect, I thought! Tip-toeing across the room, I came up from behind him. Wrapping my hands around his torso. My body was all ready to be wet. Startled, he turned around, saw me and gave a hearty laugh. “What in the world are you doing here, babe?” he asked “Nothing. Just trying to hook up with my hot husband!” I replied, stopping his next question midway by planting a long slow kiss on his lips. By now my fingers were moving dangerously close to his erection and when they finally felt it, they were satisfied… like they always are. Ms B’s chest was slippery and so were my breasts as his hands explored them but his mouth knew exactly how to find the right grip on them… like they always do.
Mr B’s tongue was sharp but smooth inside my mouth, as were his movements inside me. With circular hip movements, he had me groaning for more. And as my fingers dug into his flesh, his pace got faster until both of us were panting with satisfaction. I looked at him and grinned “Are you happy, Mr B?” I asked, “You’re a treat, woman. Kiss me!”
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