LUST STORIES [ A Collection Of Erotic Stories]

My husband, Ricky, and I had spent about a year planning a short three-day vacation to the tropical paradise of Bali. We desperately needed the escape, but truthfully, our marriage had hit a wall. Ricky was a decent man, but he was passive, perpetually distracted, and entirely lacking in the bedroom. I was starving for genuine passion, affection, and physical desire. I’d say I’m conventionally attractive... auburn hair, hazel eyes, and a pretty smile... with shapely legs, a tight ass... and natural, E-cup breasts that always get a lot of attention. And I can’t deny that I love to show them off.... so, I tend to welcome the looks, glances, and surreptitious stares that come with having large, wobbly t**s. Ricky just couldn't give me that anymore. ​On our very first night in Bali, after spending the day relaxing near the resort, Ricky and I went down to the hotel bar. True to form, Ricky drank far too much too quickly. As the night wore on, he ended up completely hammered, almost falling asleep right at our table. I sat there sipping my cocktail, feeling deeply frustrated and neglected, until my eyes wandered across the dimly lit room and locked onto a total stranger. ​He was breathtaking—tall, muscular, extremely handsome, with broad shoulders that filled out his fitted shirt. The moment our eyes met, my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't stop fantasizing about what was hiding beneath his clothes. I was practically burning up with desire just looking at him, and it wasn't lost on me that he was subtly checking out my heavy breasts pushing against the low neckline of my tropical dress. ​When Ricky eventually passed out cold, slumping over the table, the handsome stranger immediately stepped over to offer a hand. 'Do you need any help here, Beautiful !',His husky voice made my p***y itch for him more. 'Uh..Yes..It is so kind of you..thanks,' I smiled back at him biting my lips to seduce him. I tried to control my burning desire as I noticed him licking his lips glaring at my erected n*****s through the thin fabric. He was chivalrous, strong, and smooth, helping me haul my listless husband toward the elevators and up to our room. ​As we wrangled Ricky’s heavy, limp body down the corridor, I decided to take a bold, calculated risk. I deliberately let one of the thin spaghetti straps of my dress slip down my shoulder, pretending it was a complete accident while struggling with Ricky. My heavy, bare E-cup breast popped entirely out of my dress, sitting completely exposed in the ambient hallway light. I let out a soft gasp, looking up at the stranger with wide, innocent hazel eyes. ​His eyes instantly locked onto my bare breast, darkening with intense, raw lust. "Oh... slip of the dress," I murmured playfully, making no immediate rush to cover myself. 'They are the most beautiful i have ever seen.., His lips worded out while taking a deep breath, his eyes still locked on my revealed breast. ​Once we got Ricky inside and he promptly conked out, snoring on the bed, the atmosphere in the room completely shifted. We stared at each other for a silent hard seconds, I didn't cover up my expose wobly boob. A grining smile crossed his lips as i smiled back at him in response. We both knew what we craved at this very moment. The stranger didn't hesitate. He reached over and grabbed my exposed breast, squeezing the soft flesh firmly. I let out a low shudder, my p***y immediately growing dripping wet. He grabbed me and pulled me into him... kissing me hard on the lips, and using his tongue to add urgency and passion to our embrace... until I was barely able to stand. He rubbed his crotch against my belly... and, even covered under his pants, I could tell he was sporting an impressive c**k between his legs. Then he grabbed my ass cheeks with one hand, and squeezed one of my boobs through my dress with the other hand... making my legs tremble a bit... as he continued kissing, groping and rubbing me all over with his strong hands and muscular body. Oh, my God... my head was swimming! I can’t say I didn’t expect... or maybe even hope for... this reaction, and I could tell that my p***y was already moist with arousal and anticipation. I myself by readily returning his kiss, and reaching between us to rub his growing prick for a moment ​I looked down and saw the obvious bulge straining against his trousers. I reached out, massaging his thick shaft through the fabric while whispering, "We can't do this... Ricky is right there... we really shouldn't..." But my hands betrayed my words, unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down. ​Everything seemed like a blur after that... it didn’t take long for my dress, and his clothes, to end up on the floor by the bed... with me on my hands and knees... rocking my hips back into every one of his forward thrusts... as he stood by the side of the bed, and hammered away between my legs from behind. I couldn’t speak... I just glanced over at my husband on his side of the bed... completely zonked out and still snoring... then closed my eyes, and murmured over and over about how good this stranger's rigid pole felt as he slammed it in and out of my dripping wet p***y. ​"Holy s**t," I hoarsely whispered, looking back over my shoulder as he began hammering away. "Yeah... just like that... even harder... God, yeah... keep going... and squeeze my tits..." ​I could sense him grinning behind me, as he reached around with both hands and grabbed my flailing breasts... roughly massaging the soft, jiggling boob flesh... and pulling on my rock-hard n*****s until they hurt. Oh, f**k that felt incredible! Still trying to keep quiet, I muttered, “Oh, my God... yeah... just like that!” Checking to make sure Ricky was still out cold on the bed next to me, I reached between my legs with one hand and found my engorged c******s. I began furiously rubbing my fingers back and forth over the distended, rubbery tip... over and over and over... as the stranger’s stiff hard-on plunged in and out of my totally drenched cunt like a jackhammer... his dangling nutsack slapping a rhythmic cadence against my p***y lips and probing fingers. In almost no time, I caught my breath... then slowly let it out in a muted, whispery groan... as an intense, delicious, trembling orgasm washed over my entire body like an ocean wave crashing onto a sandy beach.