A Naughty Promise

Her gaze holds mine, her eyes sparkling with a knowing intensity as she awaits my response. I feel a flutter in my chest, my pulse quickening as I consider the proposition. The gentle pressure of her finger on my chin is a subtle reminder of her presence, and I'm acutely aware of the proximity of our bodies. I swallow hard, my throat constricting as I nod my head, the motion barely perceptible. "I promise," I whisper, the words escaping my lips like a sigh.

Her smile widens, her lips parting to reveal a hint of white teeth as she slowly moves her finger, gently tracing a line down my neck and across my collarbone. I feel my breath hitch in my throat as my body trembles under her touch.

"Good," she whispers, her voice low and sultry, before taking my hand and leading me out of the room.

As soon as we leave the foyer, the bright light seemingly goes out by itself and leaves us in a dimly lit hallway. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest as we walk, my senses heightened by the anticipation of what's to come.

"Now, why exactly are you here?"

"I... wanted to see —"

"No!" the mature woman cuts me off harshly, puts pressure on my hand, and yanks me around to face her. Surprised by the sudden stop, my clutch slips out of my fingers, and skids a few feet away. "No platitudes. Tell me the one most important thing you expect to happen today!"

I swallow hard, my heart pounding in my chest as I search for the right words. "I... I... d-don't..."

The mature woman's intense gaze bores into me for a few seconds before she lifts my hand in front of my eyes.

"Do you see that?" she asks, slipping two fingers under a small patch of my naughty makeshift gloves and presenting it to me. On the small patch of thin fabric was a small, egg-shaped wet spot, surrounded by a half-inch broad, whitish border.

Before I can answer, the woman pushes the fabric against my nostrils. I'm hit with the unmistakable scent of my own arousal. My vagine contracts and I feel heat spreading all across my face. The woman's piercing green eyes lock onto mine, her gaze burning with an intensity that makes my skin prickle.

"Now, what do you expect?" she repeats, her voice firm and commanding.

I take a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest before I manage an almost silent whisper, "S-sex."

"That is not why you shaved your legs today!" the mature woman said in a calm voice, slowly leading my hand down and pushing it against my crotch, "You could have done it all day long."

I feel my heart racing as the woman's fingers wander up both sides of my body until they linger on my shoulders and idly play with the thin straps of my dress. "So what is it?"

"H-his... cock," I whisper, barely audible.

The woman's eyes never leave mine, her gaze holding me captive as she slides a dress strap over my right shoulder and slowly pulls it down until the fair skin of my right breast is exposed to the dim light of the hallway. I press my thighs together and try to ignore the gentle throbbing between my legs.

"Be more exact about it."

"In... inside me..."

As my words hang in the air, another dress strap is pushed over a shoulder and pulled down until my whole upper body is exposed with the dress only loosely resting between my hips and my limp arms. My whole body shudders, threatening to send the dress down to the ground.

The mature woman brings her hands in front of my trembling breasts and places her thumbs a half inch below my hard, pointy nipples. "More exact." Flip!

"Inside my pussy! I want a cock inside my pussy!" I exclaim due to the sudden overstimulation of my nipples.

That's the right answer, isn't it? I think before the woman tugs at my dress to send it to the ground.

Still staring straight into my eyes, the woman peels the panty from my wrist, untangles it, and crams it into her ample cleavage. My own breast heaving heavily, I watch as she uses her thumb to pull back the middle finger of the same hand. I swallow hard as she brings the same hand down to my crotch, positioning the tips of the neighboring fingers at the very top of my pussy lips.

But it was the right answer! I scream in my mind.

The woman opens her dark red lips and takes a short breath before pressing her lips back shut.

Flip! "NNNGH!"

My whole body tenses as my violated clit sends powerful shockwaves through me, reaching every inch of my **** flesh.

"I need a fuck!" I gasp, "I need a hard fuck!"

My thighs convulse, pushing my wet pussy lips close, intensifying the throbbing at the top of my naked slit. I shudder all over, making my bare tits dance on my chest like they've won a championship.

"I need to cum! I need to be filled!"

The mature woman's face seems to recede into the distance as I see pictures flash in front of mind's eye. My hand wrapped around a hard cock that seems to extend into my eager mouth. My reflection in the mirror, on all fours with a hard cock pounding me from behind. The face of the man who invited me here, just inches away from me, letting out a deep, guttural grunt. I could almost feel his cock throb inside me.

"Cum inside! Cum inside me!"

Suddenly, the mature woman breaks eye contact, turns away, and struts down the hallway, her high heels clicking prominently on the polished marble floor.

"Get dressed and follow me!" she orders without looking back.

I don't budge an inch as my knees feel like jelly and my trembling body still tiptoes on the verge of an orgasm.

Only when the mature woman opens the door at the end of the hallway, I manage to turn my head. Looking back at my exposed body, she pushes the crotch of my panty against her nose and takes a deep breath. Even from my place several feet away from her, I can hear her sultry exhale before she finally leaves me back in the hallway.