Formal Love

Formal LoveI glanced in the mirror as I straightened my tie. “Honey, are you almost ready?” I called, picking a piece of lint off my suit.“I’ll be out in a second!” My wife called back. Sighing slightly, I ran my hand through my hair, hoping none of it was sticking up.Tonight my wife Carmen and I had been invited to a party in honor of a friend. Neither of us had wanted to go, but we had already pretended to be sick to get out of going to our neighbors’ k**’s graduation, and no one would believe we had had another family emergency so close to the last one. So we had steeled ourselves and gotten ready for the big night. As I checked my appearance one last time, I thought about the one good thing that came out of parties: Carmen’s outfits.Carmen loved sex, and one of her kinks was formal wear. Whenever she put on a dress or a suit (depending on what she felt like on that particular day), her sex drive began to rise almost immediately. It wasn’t uncommon for her to quietly take my hand and lead me away to a quiet spot during a formal event. After we made out like newlyweds for a few minutes, she’d turn around, either pull her pants down or her dress up to reveal a pair of damp black panties, and we’d perform our rights as husband and wife. It was the best part of the whole evening. And we hadn’t made love in over a week, so tonight promised to be extra special.My wife strode into the room, her heels clicking seductively on the hardwood floor. “How do I look?” I turned to look at her and immediately felt my heart stop.Carmen stood in front of me looking like a goddess. Her outfit was a tight, sheer black dress that hugged her perfect body and showed off every curve she had. Her raven hair flowed down to her shoulders, drawing attention away from her piercing blue eyes and toward where the dress cupped her full, incredible breasts with the tenderness of a lover, revealing enough cleavage to drive any man wild (and make any straight woman seriously think about becoming a lesbian), but leaving enough covered so that all who saw her would have plenty to imagine. Her neck was bare, since she believed that necklaces and earrings distracted people from looking at her love pillows, but on her lips she wore the sexiest shade of red lipstick I had ever seen. Down below, the dress just barely covered her tight ass, long enough to be modest, but short enough to be pulled up at a moment’s notice in case of emergency lovemaking. Her legs were sheathed in sheer black stockings, which ran down and met the sexy black heels on her feet. Carmen had had plenty of sex while wearing those heels, and just the thought of it, combined with her beauty, caused my pants to tighten kütahya escort before I realized what was happening.“You look beautiful,” I finally managed to get out, hoping in vain that my wife hadn’t noticed my boner.Carmen smiled. “Are you okay, honey?” She asked, walking toward me as suggestively as possible, her perfect breasts jiggling ever so gently. “You look a little… tense.”“It’s just…” I looked away. “That dress looks really good on you.”“I can tell,” Carmen replied, lowering her voice. Her fingers lightly ran across the growing bulge in my pants. “We can’t show up to Rana’s party with you like this. The other women might get even more jealous.”“You think?”“I know I would be if you weren’t already mine.” Her voice was barely above a whisper now. “What do you say we arrive… fashionably late?”Carmen knelt down in front of me. I looked down at her, my bulge growing even larger as I looked down her dress. Carmen unzipped my pants. She moved my boxers aside, and my manhood sprang forth. I was completely dressed in my best suit, except for the 10-inch, blood-engorged declaration of my love for my woman that strained out of my pants and toward her perfect body.“I haven’t seen you this big in awhile,” Carmen mused. “You must really want me.” Leaning forward, she pushed her breasts under me so that my penis rested on top of the crevice between her boobs. Precum leaked out of the tip, causing her breasts to glisten in the dim light. “Do you want to do me, Jason?” She gently took my cock in her hand and rubbed the head against one of her nipples through her dress. “Do you want to throw me on the bed and fuck me until I scream?”“Uhhhh… Carmen…” I groaned as my dick tightened suddenly. Wad after wad semen splurged out, drenching my wife’s chest. Carmen made no effort to get out of the way of my thick white deluge as she continued to point my cock directly at her voluptuous love pillows.After a few seconds, my orgasm subsided. I glanced down. Carmen smiled up at me and raised her chest a little. Her breasts were completely covered in semen. With her free hand she reached under and cradled her enormous tits, causing some of my load to drip off onto the floor. A pang of guilt shot through me as I looked at my wife kneeling in front of me, covered in my manhood.“Sorry I ruined your dress,” I said apologetically, looking away.“It’s okay, honey,” Carmen said. With one finger, she wiped up some semen from her left breast. “This isn’t the worst thing we’ve gotten on this dress.” She winked as she put her finger in her mouth. Then she bent forward, moving my dick so that the tip just barely brushed her lips. Then she kissed me.It was escort kütahya one of her special moves: a kiss on your second head that made you think she was going to blow you, but she didn’t, which made you go crazy just thinking about it, about her perfect, ruby-red lips wrapping around your shaft. blood started to rush back into my penis, causing it to go hard in her hand again. “There we go,” she smiled, rubbing my dick a little. The she stood up and came close to my ear. “Let’s finish this in bed.”I bent down and picked her up. Her warm body pressed against me, somehow soft and hard at the same time (Carmen worked out a lot. Another thing that turned her on was tight, hot gym outfits). The semen on her dress rubbed off on my, staining my suit. But I didn’t care. All I knew was that I wanted the beautiful woman in my arms.As fast as I could, I carried her to our room. Not bothering to close the door, I put her on our bed and bent down toward her pussy.Before I could lift her dress, Carmen put both of her hands down between her legs. “Honey?” I asked, looking up at her.Carmen sat up a little so she could see me over her breasts. “Not this time, sweetie. A woman’s love cavern is hotter when you can’t see it.” She lay back down. “Rub it on me.”I climbed on the bed and guided my penis up under her dress. Almost immediately, I found the love between her legs. Gently I rubbed my penis on the swollen entrance to her womanhood, relishing the feel of her soaked panties on my dick.Carmen moaned and squirmed. I took the opportunity to enjoy the sight of her. She lay on the bed with her arms outstretched. Her hair was spread out of the sheets under her. Her eyes were squeezed shut in her passion, her lips parted ever so slightly. Her breasts jiggled ever so slightly, glistening with the semen I had covered them in.After a few minutes, Carmen gently lay her hand on me. “Let me take these off.” She stood up and faced away from the bed. Reaching up under her dress (careful not to lift it), she slowly slid her panties down her long legs, bending over so I could get a great view of her ass. Reaching the floor with them, she stepped out of them before kicking them away. Then she turned around, held out her hand out to me (which I took), drew close to me, and whispered “Pick one”.One of Carmen’s games was not allowing me to see both of her breasts naked at once. When she asked me to pick one, she was very careful to keep whichever one I didn’t pick covered for the rest of sex. It was her way of teasing me.I gently cupped her left breast. Carmen immediately pulled down the strap on her left side and brought out her left boob. I bent down and started kütahya escort bayan sucking on her hard nipple. The soft-yet-firm flesh made get even harder, and I twirled my tongue around her areola jus to hear her moan some more. Reaching over, I grabbed her other boob over her dress, squeezing it just the way she liked. Carmen put her arms around me and moaned louder. “Give it to me,” she commanded.I lay her back down on the bed and shoved my penis up under her dress. Without a second of hesitation I plunged my cock into her swollen, drenched pussy, crying out as I felt her flesh wrapping around my manhood. Carmen shut her eyes and arched her back. She wrapped her legs around me, still wearing her stockings and heels. Crazy things happened when we made love while she was wearing heels.I began to thrust. Carmen began to scream as I pounded my dick into her pussy, still hidden by the dress. “YES! YES!!! YEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!” Carmen shouted. Her breasts heaved with every thrust, adding to my pleasure. Her left hand groped for mine. I gave it to her, and our fingers interlaced as we fucked like newlywedsIn no time at all, we had reached our limits. Carmen arched her back even further and screamed at the top of her lungs as the orgasm ripped through her body. I clenched my teeth as my penis tightened and pumped load after load of hot, thick semen onto my woman’s pussy.“FUCK ME FROM BEHIND!!!!!”Carmen commanded. Pushing me off her, she turned around and raised herself on all fours on the bed, presenting her ass to me for fucking. I quickly slammed my penis into her vagina again, making her resume her screaming.Her tits flopped around as I thrusted. I reached up and grabbed a breast in each hand, kissing her neck as I did. No sooner had I planted my first kiss then we both screamed again, our privates writing in the divine ecstasy of our love. “MORE!!! DO ME MORE!!!!!!!!” Carmen screamed.It felt like eternity. Clothes flew. The bed crashed against the wall in the throes of our passion. Carmen’s dress became more and more soiled each time we came. But I didn’t noticed. All my attention was focused on the woman ordering me to slam my penis into her harder and harder.At last we withdrew, laying next to each other in our bed, panting as if we had just run a marathon. My penis, now fully exhausted, hung limply under the sheets. But through it all, our fingers remained laced.Finally Carmen spoke. “We should probably change.”“I don’t think Rana would like it if we showed up to her party covered in each others’ love,” I agreed.Giving my cock a playful squeeze under the sheets, Carmen stood up. Her dress was now completely covered in my semen, almost white from all the jizz. But her right breast remained covered. “I think this time I’ll try the red dress. You can have the shower first. And no masturbating in there,” she added teasingly. “I’m going to want more at the party.” My penis stirred ever so slightly.