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Mm hmm. I look forward to sharing that erotic experience with you on this episode of Erotic Stories from Wild and Bed, The Strangers to Lovers Immersive Erotic Fantasy. Ever since accepting investors into their business, Suzanne and Natasha have had nothing but stress go one of the relaxing days of running the Latin lit Still they both loved passionately. Now it was all long meetings with accountants. Suzanne could
feel her mind collapsing under the stress. But when her business partner and friend suggests her own solution to the problems, Suzanne's mind becomes a turmoil of shock and curiosity. Could this really work or will it just destroy the last remnants of their business relationship. Hi, it's Devlin and welcome to another episode of Wild. In Bed, your destination for
salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and finger licking good fantasies. Now, please don't forget to follow this channel so you don't miss a single dripping moment. So I do hope you're laying on your bed and your clothes are loosened. Those here puts are in. Just close your eyes and surrender to the pleasure of my voice caressing over your body. When you're ready, just go ahead and take a nice deep breath and hold it for a moment and then release it with a sigh, letting go of any tension,
any stress. For the next thirty minutes or so, it's just you and my voice. This is your time, your time to rely, your time for sensual satisfaction, your time to discover your inner desires. As you feel my voice going with you, as you immerse yourself in the story. The minutes on the clock on the office wall clicked laboriously around, killing the minutes of yet another Friday evening. Susanne sighed deeply as she watched the clock and her
life ticking by. Already come seven, another four o'clock meeting that was meant to only last an hour, and yet here they were. When her and Natasha had sold a share of the business to investors. This sort of life hadn't figured in their plans. They had thought it would stay being fun. Of course, they realized that having invested as involved would mean some changes, but they hadn't realized that their little coffee and bookshop would become so well corporate.
The male voices around the table droned on as if they were somehow enjoying the prerogatory of working so late on a Friday. Susanne had given up listening to exactly what they were saying an hour before, and now was only trying to plan how she could salvage what remained
at the weekend in the back of her mind. Eventually, the voices seemed to come to an end, and the gray suits at the table stood on mass and began filing out of the room, leaving just Susanne and Natasha looking over the board table at each other in disbelief. It wasn't that anything bad was happening, unless you considered the heart and soul of Latin lit being dragged painfully from its corpse bad in unison, the two ladies looked at each other from across the shiny veneer of the table.
This stress is killing me. This isn't what we planned, Suzanne ventured, after the office door slid shut. How do you deal with it, Natasha? You love this business as much as I do. It must be killing you too, Luzanne asked in a pained voice. For a moment, Natasha just looked sheepish, her gaze falling and her cheeks reddening
with a subtle embarrassment. Well, she started a couple of weeks ago, I discovered this man with magic hands, and every Friday night I go for a massage after these meetings, and it really makes a difference to my stress levels. For a moment, Suzanne really didn't know what to say. She'd known Natasha for years, and out of the two of them, she had always seen the most prudish, so the thought of her letting a strange man put his
hands on her body seemed so alien. Natasha shuffled some paperwork on the desk before raising it to hide her face as she whispered, why don't you come with me? It will really help. Suzanne opened her mouth, trying to find words to explain that she wasn't sure of both women being in the same room together in just their underwear was the best thing for their business relationship. She was even more shocked when she heard her lips utter sure,
why not? In what could only be described as a trance, Suzanne collected her paperwork, packed a briefcase, and joined her business partner as she left the office, following her through the empty bookstore and into the dimming light of the evening sun as they braved the sea of pedestrians that went about their business outside. Eventually, the two women found themselves at the entrance of a non descript hel salon, the warm lights from within casting an inviting glow onto
the gray of the sidewalk. Natasha just turned and smiled reassuringly towards Suzanne as she pushed the door open, to be heralded by a gentle ring of a bell holding it open. Suzanne followed her into the warm waiting room beyond, A young man appeared from the back room and smiled warmly at Natasha in recognition as he wrapped his arms around her and gave her a friendly hug before saying, Natasha,
good to see you again, and you bought a friend. Yes, I have she could really do with your magic touch, Warren, can you fit her in? Natasha replied in a surprisingly upbe voice. The young man, who Susanne presumed was called Warren, turned and walked towards the open diary laid on the wooden desk at the side of the room, before taking a shadow breath in and saying, I do have other clients in this evening, but if you don't mind sharing the room and me getting my assistant to help, then
I'm sure we can satisfy your need. Natasha turned to face Suzanne, who was unable to speak at all, and she just nodded in agreement. Natasha, wanting to share a room she hadn't even volunteered, to share hotel rooms when they had been on business trips, let alone in such
a personal manner. Just smiling gently and turning to face Warren again, Natasha simply said, okay, that sounds great, before following him through the door at the back of the room along a well lit corridor decorated with sensual images of men and women relaxing in the beauty of nature. Eventually, he stopped at the door, turning the handle and letting it slide open. He held his hand up in a gesture of invitation before saying, just in case you'd forgotten, Natasha,
change in here. There are plenty of robes for both of you. I will prepare the adjoining room with the second massage bed. Just you and your friend come through whenever you are ready. The door swung shut, and Suzanne just looked with disbelief at Natasha, who had already slipped off her suit jacket and placed it on a hanger and was unbuttoning her shirt as if this was the
most normal natural thing to do. Hesitantly unbuttoning her own shirt, she found herself watching Natasha curiously, as if seeing the woman for the very first time, almost expecting leather lingerie to be hidden beneath her. Starched off his suit, Suzanne was almost disappointed to realize that she wore a very normal cotton bra, which she unfastened with remarkable ease, Suzanne so close to her releasing her own bra, Suzanne was
surprised to realize how comfortable she felt. It is not like another woman had never seen her breast before, but she had never expected to undress in front of Natasha. Grateful both women were of a similar age and showed the same ravages of time, she slipped her skirt over her thighs. Suzanne suddenly wondered whether she should be leaving her panties on for the massage, suddenly conscious that she hadn't had a lady to rimp for over a week. After all, she was single, so who would ever know
but her. Looking for a cue from Natasha, Suzanne watched as Natasha slid her own skirt over her legs, repressing her gaps. She realized Natasha wasn't wearing any panties at all. She had been sat in the office with her all day, with the breeze blowing up from the bookstore below, her pussy exposed to its gentle kiss knowing this now was something she would have a perpetual image of every time
they sat in the meeting together. Suzanne felt a tingle between her thighs and the curiosity of how that would feel to be naked beneath her skirt whilst engaged in serious business meetings. Following her lead, Suzanne slipped her cotton panties down her thighs, comfortable with herself as she noticed Natasha was even less trim than her. The two ladies took their ropes from the hangars and placed them over their naked bodies before Natasha turned to Suzanne and said,
you'll love this. Just go with it. It will do wonderus for your stress, and then turning, she opened the door to the adjoining room, and Suzanne followed her through, a little unsure about what she meant. Soft relaxing music played echoed gently around the room beyond the warm glow of candles, and an atmospheric downlight bathed two massage beds in an inviting light. The fragrance of warm massage or drifted in the air, helping Suzanne to relax with just the hint
of its smell. On the other side of the room, Warren was stood with a broad smile, and next to him a slightly older gentleman. He was taller, maybe three inches taller than Wren, and much broader. Beneath his white tunics, Suzanne noticed movements of his muscles. Not the muscles of a gym bunny who did nothing but look at himself in the mirror as he worked out, but the muscles of a mature man who had taken care of his
body more than most. Presumably the tunic had been designed for someone a little shorter, as it barely covered the waist of his white linen pants, leaving little to the imagination. Beneath the flowing white material worn a stepped forward, holding out his hand in a now familiar gesture of invitation as it hovered over the beds. Please take your robes off and laid face down on the beds. Marcus will help me, as there a t of you, he said, with a smile that seemed to simply stretch from ear
to ear. A little cautiously, Suzanne slipped out of her robe and quickly laid face down on the bed, ensuring her Ladygarden was suitably hidden, conscious of how much silly light might be exposed by her naked ass. She sighed in relief when she felt the soft touch of a towel across her ass had ANDed over the top of her thighs, a little surprised when she realized that one of the men turned a fan on at the bottom of the beds is gentle touch caress in the inside
of her thighs in the most indecent manner. Turning her head, she looked toward Natasha for reassurance they were doing the right thing. Her business partner and friend, realizing her doubt, raised her hand and squeezed Suzanne's in comfort as she smiled gently before saying, relax, this will be fantastic. I would do it more often if I had the time. Suzanne released her friend's hand, pulling her own back beneath her head as she felt the first warm caress of
massagel down her spine. Strong thumbs pressed the oil up her back. Her eyes closed, and she moaned gently as she could feel her own tension beneath his touch. His fingers circled her shoulder blades, gently electrifying the nerves, before he pressed down with the heel of his hands, spreading relaxation through her back. Essentially, his fingers traced the warm oil over her neck, the pads of his thumbs, releasing
the stress held inside her tight muscles. She had to admit, as she surrendered to the pleasure of relaxation spreading through her body, that whatever magic he was working was taking the stress of the week far away. As his hands continued to press relaxation through her back, through her shoulders, and down through her arms, a warm glow gently spread over her body, a single she had not felt so long, even in those intimate moments when she was by herself,
this had been missing. Suddenly aware that he had moved in front of her, Suzanne chanced and opened her eyes, hardly surprised that he was at hip level to the bed, However, a little shot at how his swollen cock moved so freely beneath the white linen as his growing erection tented the soft material, she had to admit it had been a very long time since a young man had been
so aroused just by touching her. As she closed her eyes to try and shut out the thought and control the sensations moving between her legs, all she could imagine was how it would be to experience, feeling his cock inside her even as his hands worked up and down the back of her thighs, his fingertips caressing that soft skin, tormenting her sensations even higher. A gentle tingle echoed within our sex, accentuated by the gentle kiss of the air
from the fan. Suzanne was surprised when she realized her clip was already throbbing gently. Ways of relaxation moved over her body, leaving her no choice but to immerse in
the pleasure moving through every cell. She let her mind drift, to wander into thought, into that gray area between real and dream, the place she had lived in so many nights as she lay alone in her bed, occupied by only the thoughts of her frustrated desires, and resisting the urge to open her eyes, that the sound of Natasha's gentle moaning and the sensual groans coming from her friend's
lips only serving to fuel her own desire. As she felt the first caress of his fingertips moving beneath the towel, his thumbs pressing along the top of her thighs, wom moil mixed with the beautifully gentle caress of the fan as he found her pussy lips, and Suzanne could only fill the fire, igniting her desire further. She heard a moan, deep and guttural echo from her lips as his fingertips eased the length of her pussy, the whisper of his touch as he circled her clit, sending a shock wave
of pleasure through her whole body. The tingle transformed into a throbbing pulsing a need to be fulfilled. Suzanne lifted her hips just slightly, inviting him deeply inside. As his finger slid between her welcoming folds and pressed on the walls for her pussy, trace her desire even higher, her sex clutching along those strong fingers easy curled them inside her,
massaging that hidden spot. Suzanne could sense the lights flashing before her eyes as his thumb pressed over the tight rosette of her asp, tormenting her with such a beautiful desire. She was suddenly aware of the heat of his breath caressing her most intimate spot, one hand parting her cheeks as a tip of his tongue teased at her rosette and flicked it gently, forcing her body to clutch in such a needy way as his fingers gently curled inside,
thrusting deeper and deeper into her wanton pussy. Suzanne's fingers dug into the soft material of the bed, parting her thighs. She woron him deeper, wanted him to fill every inch of her pussy. In compliant reutilization of her need, He slipped two fingers, maybe three, between her lips. As her pussy stretched and tightened, the electricity flowed between her ass and clip. Her body trembled with desire as she pressed
back against him. Suddenly, he flipped her over the towel, falling to the floor as he kissed down her stomach, the tip of his tongue forming warm circles over the top of her thighs, sucking her clip between his teeth. Suzan could do nothing but place her legs over his shoulders, wanting his tongue, his fingers, his cock to own her
desire completely. She writhed with undeniable pleasure as his lips sucked along her folds, pulling them slowly between his teeth, as his fingertips massaged the rosette of a rasp before sliding inside, massaging that most private erosion is sown as his tongue tormented heor clit, his lips, sucking at it voraciously. Suddenly, she could hear his voice, deep and resonant as he spoke filth against her clt reminding her of how good
she tasted, how sweet her neck truly was. The gentle vibrations of his voice echoed through a clit as she could hear him asking her to come. She could hear the vibration of his voice against her pussy, inviting her orgasm, further intensifying her pleasure, forcing her sex to respond in such a beautiful rhythm. Suzanne looked down his eyes sparkled with a deep and dark passion as he looked back up at her, over her pussy, the lust for only hers.
His fingers gently massaged inside, igniting a wildfire throughout her body, pressing her feet down onto his shoulders. Her back arched as the onslaught of her orgasm cascaded through her. An eruption of electricity vibrated and her sex as she clenched her thighs around his head, trying to hold his gaze before her eyes closed, rolling back into her head as
a rainbow of sensual pleasure assaulted her senses. Unwilling to stop, he slipped his fingers from her ass and press them inside her pussy, curling and tormenting that magic spot once again, as his tongue flicked more aggressively over a repeatedly assaulting it, perpetuating her orgasm until Suzanne thought she might faint. Reaching down, she grasped his hair tightly, holding him against her as the avalanche of orgasm continued to cascade through every cell.
Wave after wave of sensual pleasure flooded through her body, as her pussy vibrated with an aggressive, desperate need as it clutched along his fingers. Oblivious to the room, Suzanne moaned, I want to fill you inside me. Without waiting, he slid her down the bed, his eyes glimmering with desperate need. She moved her hands, her fingers, releasing the ties of his pants as she grasped his thick cock and guided him inside her, wrapping her legs around his waist as
she pulled him he and tighter. The throbbing tip of his cock pressed along the still trembling walls of her pussy as her orgasm continued to grow, the sensation of in thrusting deeper, only accelerated, her pleasure, moving through her whole body, looking up into his eyes that burned with an animal passion, with a need equaled to Susans to fill his cum inside her, feeling the muscles on his arms clenched as his passion grew, his thrust intensifying more needy,
the tip of his cock kiss the end of her sex. Her pussy clutched voraciously along his swollen length, squeezing him tightly, urging his cumb to fill her pussy. Suddenly, he tensed against her, moaning her name as his eyes ignited with a wild fire of need. As his warm and come coated the inside of her pussy, the sensation of feeling his pleasure deep inside her intensifying her orgasm even stronger. Suzan pressed back against his cock, impaling herself harder deeper.
As her head rolled back in, her back arched, her body collapsing into the depths of her desire. Shrouded in the after glow of pleasure, Suzanne could only moan gently, giggling to herself that her forgotten passion rekindled here for the very first time in many years. Somewhere in the distance of the room, she could hear a gentle whisper, words spoken so softly they could be right next to her ear. I'm sure of what was said through the haze of a raft glow. As she tried to focus.
She suddenly realized her hands were underneath her head as she lay face down on the bed, the soft towel covering her modesty, while the fan gently caressed a still trembling pussy. We will let you rest here for a minute, but when you're ready, you can go back to the changing room and we will see you out front, Warren said, obviously repeating himself as he was aware that Suzanne's mind
had been somewhere else. A little confused, Suzanne turned her head to face her friend, her eyes a mask of questions. I don't know how they do it, but I'm guessing looking at the flushed complexion on your face, you enjoyed it as much as I did. Natasha said, See, I told you it would help you relax. Suzanne closed her eyes and whispered, well, just fucking wow, as if throbbing Clyd echoed her pleasure. So next week, I haven't decided yet.
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