Tara Tainton

I set off in the early afternoon for a romantic interlude, a bit of sexual adventure in the Las Vegas sunshine. The climate was already terribly hot. Way too hot for clothes, perfect for some sweaty sex. You know, the kind that gets so brazenly loud as two sticky bodies peel apart and slap together again. It's the kind that makes your heart beat so hard that you think you may just die this way... how incredible it would be to go out this way...

I had sex on my mind, even dressed up for it. I wore the shortest skirt, revealing nearly all of my tanned legs, and adorned my feet with strappy white sandals with stiletto heels. My shoulders were completely bare; my cleavage begged to be noticed.

I wanted to fuck all afternoon and into the night. I wanted to tease my lover with the tiniest of outfits. I intended to ask him to be my photographer, for him to delight in posing me as he enjoys so much, to prop me up and unconsciously show me exactly how he'd like to have me later that night. I packed so much lingerie, so many sex toys, flavored lube, clit stimulating cream, massage oil, silk scarves, a blindfold... and the video camera.

I didn't unpack a single one. Especially not the video camera.

By nightfall, I was being wooed by a romantic meal. Course after course was served up with gentlemanly manners, provocative stares, and endless compliments. I was dressed to kill... only to be undressed just as soon as I very unromantically whispered in my lover's ear, "when are we going to have sex?"

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We ran to the bed topped with silk pillows and a soft down comforter, stripped one another, paused to adore each other's bare body newly kissed by that afternoon's poolside sun, and joined in a kiss. Our bodies pressed together, facing each other, lying on our sides in the middle of the bed, and I positioned myself to accept his hard cock between my toned thighs.

We made out just like new lovers, kissing with wet tongues and hot breath, and my legs opened wider and wider to invite his prodding cock and its deliberate movement. My pussy grew wet, the tip of his cock began to seep, and one unsuspecting stroke joined the two in an intensely pleasurable connection. He stroked, I cried out, and I was flipped to sit atop his pelvis and ride him as he wished.

We smiled, looked into each other's eyes, and his hands guided my ass back and forth, back and forth. He admired my breasts, my head tilted back, and I cried out to the ceiling. With a swift succession of perfect rolls of my hips, I came on top of him. With just a few more, I came again. This time, he followed, and I could tell by that grimace on his face that it felt oh-so good.

I collapsed on my lover's sex-hot body and felt deliciously naughty for fucking just for myself, like I was holding some sexy secret, something not to be shared with anyone.

And then, I wished I had set up the video camera in the corner while we played. It was just so fucking hot!

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The Fury   | 2008-07-07 20:51 That is the kind of sultry lovemaking that makes a sweltering hot day well worth the sweat, the humidity and the stifled air. You just made me several degrees warmer.

Tara, your Sex-Driven WebMistress   | 2008-07-08 11:17 You said it, Fury!! But I bet you're stiflingly hot all the time! ;)

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