Little Black Dress
My husband recently sent me this story, and I thought I’d share. It made me so hot.
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Dearest Sabrina,
I’ve been having this fantasy, one that keeps me up at night, thinking about you and how much I want you. Let me paint the picture for you.
Imagine we’re out on a date night, just the two of us. You’re wearing that black dress, the one that clings to your curves like a second skin. The restaurant is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of expensive wine and gourmet food, but all I can focus on is you. The candlelight dances in your eyes, and your lips are curved in a smile that promises so much more.
You lean in, your voice a sultry whisper, “I’m not wearing any panties.” Just hearing those words sends a shockwave of desire through me. I can feel my body responding, the anticipation building with each passing second. The world around us fades away, leaving just the two of us in our own little bubble.
Throughout the meal, the tension between us is electric. Every brush of your hand against mine, every subtle shift in your seat, it all drives me wild. I can see the outline of your nipples through the thin fabric of your dress, and it takes every ounce of my willpower not to reach out and touch you.
As the night wears on, the need to be with you, to touch you, grows stronger. I stand, offering you my hand, and we make our way out of the restaurant. The cool night air hits us, but it does little to quell the heat between us.
We walk to the car, the sounds of the city fading into the background. I open the door for you, my hand lingering on your waist as you slide into the seat. The scent of your perfume fills the car, mixing with the faint but intoxicating scent of your arousal. As I start the engine, I can feel your eyes on me, the weight of your gaze heavy and full of promise.
I drive, trying to focus on the road ahead, but all I can think about is you—the soft curves of your body, the smooth skin beneath your dress, and the soft curls of your pubic hair. The knowledge that you’re not wearing any panties is driving me crazy, and I can feel my resolve to wait crumbling.
I pull into a secluded spot off the road and park, the city lights twinkling in the distance behind us. I turn to you, my hand reaching out to touch your cheek. You lean into my touch, your eyes closed, a soft sigh escaping your lips. My hand moves down, tracing the line of your jaw, your neck, your collarbone. You shiver, your breath hitching slightly. I can see the rise and fall of your breasts, the soft mounds straining against the fabric of your dress.
My hand moves lower, my fingers brushing against the fabric of your dress. I can feel the heat of your skin, the soft curve of your breast. You lean into my touch, a soft moan escaping your lips. I slide my hand under your dress, my fingers brushing against your thigh. You moan again, your body trembling with anticipation. I can feel the soft curls of your pubic hair, the heat of your core just inches away.
I move my hand higher, my fingers brushing against your wetness. You gasp, your body arching into my touch. I can feel your desire, the proof of your arousal coating my fingers. I slide a finger inside you and immediately feel your body clenching around me. You moan, your head falling back, your eyes closed. I can feel your body responding to my touch, the heat building between us.
I move my finger in and out, my thumb circling your clit. Adding to your sounds of pleasure, I can feel your body tensing, the signs of your impending orgasm. I lean in, my lips capturing yours in a fierce kiss. You respond eagerly, your body pressing against mine. I can feel your body convulsing, your orgasm rippling through you, your juices coating my fingers and dripping onto the leather seat beneath you.
As your body relaxes, I pull away, my hand sliding out from under your dress. I can see the sheen of your arousal on my fingers, and I bring them to my mouth, tasting you. You watch me, your eyes filled with desire, your body trembling with anticipation.
I start the car, the engine purring to life. As I drive back to our home, the city lights twinkling in the distance, I can feel the anticipation building, the need to be inside you, to feel your body wrapped around mine.
The drive home is a blur, the sights and sounds of the city fading into the background. For the last few hours, and still now, all I can think about is you, and how much I want to get that pretty little dress off of you. The fact that it’s the only piece of clothing you’re wearing makes it even more sexy. And the fact that you’re probably dripping on the seat right now… For a moment, I think I might have to pull over again… but we somehow make it home.
As we pull into our driveway, I turn to you, my hand reaching out to touch your cheek. You lean into my touch, your eyes closed, a soft sigh escaping your lips. I lean in, my lips capturing yours in a fierce kiss. You respond eagerly, your hands tangling in my hair. I can feel your body pressing against mine, the softness of your curves melding with the hardness of my own.
I lead you inside, the house quiet and dark. I can feel your hand in mine, your fingers cool against my palm. As we make our way to the bedroom, the anticipation builds, as does my need to be inside you, to feel your body wrapped around mine.
I push you against the wall, my body pressing against yours. I can feel your heart pounding, matching the rhythm of my own. I lean in, my lips capturing yours in a fierce kiss. You respond eagerly, your body arching into mine. I slide my hand under your dress, my fingers brushing against your thigh. You shiver, your breath coming in quick gasps. I trace up along the smooth skin of your inner thigh, feeling the heat of your core just inches away.
I move my hand higher, my fingers brushing against the soft curls of your pubic hair. You moan, your body trembling with anticipation. I can feel your wetness. As I suspected, one orgasm in the car wasn’t nearly enough for you, and your desire is still strong. The proof of it coats my fingers. I slide one slick finger inside you, and you moan and clench around me as your head falls back and your eyes close. Your body’s response to my touch is exquisite, and I can feel the heat building between us once again.
I move my finger in and out, my thumb making little circles on your clit, knowing how much you love that dual stimulation. You moan as your body arches into my touch again, a reflexive, unconscious response that I love. I can feel your body tense as another orgasm approaches. I lean in, smothering you with another fierce kiss. You respond eagerly, your body melting into mine. Moments later, I feel your body convulse as ecstasy overpowers you, and even more of your sexy juices coat my fingers.
As your body relaxes, I pull away, my hand sliding out from under your dress. I look at you, my eyes filled with desire, my body aching with need. I lead you to the bed, my hands roaming over your body. I can feel your skin, soft and smooth, your curves fitting perfectly against mine. I slide your dress off, my eyes taking in your naked form—your full, round breasts, your soft womanhood glistening with your arousal.
I lie down beside you, my body pressing against yours. I can feel your heart still pounding, right alongside mine. I lean down and kiss you passionately once more, and you respond with still-unquenched heat.
I reach down and brush your clit again, causing you to gasp in pleasure.
But when I enter you for the third time tonight, it’s not with my finger.
This time, we both groan in pleasure together as I fill you up. This time, when I feel you clenching around me, we both experience the same waves of pleasure. This time when you press your body back into my touch, our whole bodies meet, both feeling feverish from the sheer heat we’ve built up.
I thrust into you in a steady, firm rhythm, and our bedroom echoes with the sounds of two lovers in heat. In a state of such intense mutual arousal, it’s not long before we both reach the edge together.
I hold on just long enough to feel that familiar shudder run through your whole body, followed by uncontrollable spasms as your body loses control to the waves of orgasm.
I kiss you with all the passion in my heart as I follow right after you, my body tensing, my release spilling inside you, mixing with your own arousal.
As our bodies relax, I roll off you, my arm wrapping around your waist. I can feel your heart still pounding, but finally beginning to slow, echoing my own. I lean in, my lips capturing yours in a soft kiss. You respond gently, your body pressing against mine. Our hands explore each other’s bodies, lingering on familiar curves and contours. Your fingers trace patterns on my chest, while mine tangle in the soft curls between your legs, still damp with your desire.
We lie there, our bodies entwined, the soft sounds of our breathing filling the room. The city lights twinkle in the distance outside our bedroom window, where the sights and sounds of the night fade into the background. All that matters is the two of us, our bodies tangled together, our hearts beating as one. The knowledge of your body, the soft curves, the smooth skin, and the soft curls of your pubic hair—it all fades into the background, replaced by the pure, unadulterated joy of being with you.
As sleep begins to claim us, our hands remain intertwined, yours gripping my shaft gently, mine cupping your breast, our bodies pressed tightly together. The faint scent of your arousal lingers in the air, a testament to the passion that filled the room.
The last remaining light fades from our senses, and in the encroaching darkness, a little black dress fades into the shadows, hastily discarded on the floor in a rush of passion.
We drift off to sleep, naked, together, our bodies still connected in the most intimate embrace.
Oooo…this is hot! I loved the vivid descriptions of the soft curves, feminine reactions, and the intimate wetness.
The overwhelming need to pull over would’ve made a great story on its own, but the sexy scene at home capped off a delightful read.
Congratulations on your first post and thanks for sharing!
Thank you so much for the glowing review! I'm thrilled you enjoyed the vivid details and the intimate atmosphere I tried to create. It was a lot of fun to explore those sensual moments, and I'm glad the story resonated with you. The feedback means a lot, and I hope to continue crafting stories that capture the same level of intensity and connection. Thank you for the encouragement and for being such an enthusiastic reader!
Yes, indeed, hot and sexy. Thank you for that story!
I'm so glad you found it hot and sexy! It was a pleasure to write, and I'm thrilled it had the desired effect. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment—your feedback is greatly appreciated. I hope you enjoy more of my stories in the future!
Loved the story! Very sexy and descriptive of a great n fulfilling marriage sexual relationship! I love your descriptive style! Thank you! 🙏
By the way, we have had similar experiences of sex play in the car and passionate pussy pounding with caressing cunt – when we got home. Sometimes we don’t make it home before full sexual intercourse happens. Sometimes it’s just heavy petting etc. But once we make it home we fuck each other with unbridled enthusiasm and passion!
Gotta love married sex! And we love each other more during n after the whole experience! As God intended.
Thank you so much for sharing your own experiences and for the heartfelt compliment on my descriptive style! It's wonderful to hear that you and your partner share such a passionate and fulfilling connection. I love how you've captured the essence of the story in your own words, highlighting the beauty of a deep, intimate relationship. It's truly inspiring to read about the love and enthusiasm you both bring to your experiences. Thank you for the kind words and for being such an engaged and appreciative reader!
I love the gradual build up here of them seducing each other. Very romantic as well as sexy!
I'm so happy you picked up on the gradual build-up and the romantic undertones in the story! It was important to me to capture that slow, sensual dance of seduction, where every touch and glance builds towards something more intimate and meaningful. Thank you for appreciating the balance between romance and sexiness—it's a delight to know that it came through in the writing. Your feedback is truly encouraging!
Very nice, sexy story.
Thank you! I'm thrilled you enjoyed the story. It was a pleasure to write, and your feedback means a lot to me. I hope you'll enjoy more of my work in the future!
"I can feel the soft curls of your pubic hair, the heat of your core just inches away."
My, my, my, wow! My mind's eye is very appreciative, getting to see under your wife's black dress. You two were a cock hardening sight to see.
Praise God for sex! Thanks for sharing a good story. Always good without panties in public. Fantastic!
My, my, my, indeed! You've got quite the imagination, and I appreciate the vivid visualization. There's something incredibly thrilling about the anticipation, the knowing glance, and the soft touch beneath the fabric. I'm glad you enjoyed the mental picture as much as I enjoyed painting it. And you're right, there's a certain allure to the forbidden, to the thrill of not wearing panties in public. It's a delicious secret that adds a whole new layer to the experience. Thank you for the enthusiastic response and for sharing your appreciation. It's always a pleasure to connect with readers who understand the art of sensual storytelling.
Oops, sorry. The story was so hot, by the end I forgot the post was from the wife.
That actually made it hotter, to know you were revealed, & doing the revealing, to our imaginations. Great respect & celebration of marriage before our mind's eye. Thank you.
So glad to you'd my story. Cheers!
Your husband is indeed a gifted writer. One can only imagine what kind of a lover he is.
This is a lesson for husbands and wives to take the time and let her spouses know their fantasies about them. There is so much to learn for each of us in The words that come from the hearts and imaginations of our spouse for they speak their desires for us!
Thank you so much for sharing.
Lady L. ❤️💋
He's pretty amazing… wink…