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I typically dress rather conservative in public when it comes to my leather. I will wear my boots, coat and gloves, but that is usually it. I usually settle for tight fitting jeans — but denim pales in comparison to the leather jeans. Either way, I have to be careful as my cock is on full display at all times. I never fail to attract female attention when I wear them, usually having 8 to 10 sets of hands grab my ass or cock in any given bar.
For this reason, my wife would rather accompany me whenever I wear them out of the bedroom. My wife is also a leather lover, though she too wears only conservative items out in public usually. She has a pair of low rise, boot cut black leather jeans and a black leather pencil skirt that goes just below the knees that she will wear out — which is fine by me because they both hug her ass so tightly that I usually walk around with a raging hard-on all night, trying to get her home to fuck her. Well, on this occasion I had some errands to run that called for me to be dressed semi-hip and while I would typically wear jeans and a jacket to this, it was so fucking cold and the wind was blowing so hard, I decided to wear my leathers for added warmth and to block the wind.
So, I wore my black leather jeans, charcoal pointed toe leather cowboy boots with one inch heels, a white button up shirt with red silk tie and black leather blazer. On top of this, I wore my black leather trench coat, black leather gloves and black stocking cap hey, it was fucking freezing! After getting dressed, I headed out the door for the train. As soon as I got on the train for downtown, Leather erotic stories craziness started.
As the train was warm and my trip was 45 minutes, I took off my hat and coat and stood to the side. Women of all ages, sizes and looks were checking me out and smiling. The looks continued throughout the train ride and the subsequent meetings and errands and my wife called me on my cell.
She said that she had noticed I had worn my leather jeans and blazer, and would I like to meet her out after while? Of course, I knew my leather would turn on my wife and since our schedules often kept us busy through the week, only allowing us to fuck on the weekends, I would take any opportunity I could to get laid on a weeknight. So we agreed to meet at a particular bar in 90 minutes. I finished up early, so I was already sitting at the bar nursing a Jack on the Rocks when she walked in. Every guy in the bar noticed her. One server even dropped a tray of drinks.
Women were slapping their boyfriends for staring — she looked that fucking sexy. She had done her make-up right, with nice smoky eyes and glossy deep red lipstick just like I enjoy seeing her wear. The bartender nervously poured her drink and brought it to her. He looked disappointed when I told him to put it on my tab.
God damn woman, you look so fucking sexy. Fuck, I can feel my cock growing as we speak. Just watching your cock bulge in your leather pants is making me a little moist. We sat there unable to take our eyes off of each other, which was okay, because everyone in the bar was looking at us too. In the middle of our third drink, she moved her hand over and started rubbing my cock outside my Leather erotic stories. She was very obvious about it and looked at everyone watching us as she did it, licking her lips, teasing them. Knowing that when they get home they will be thinking about me when they fuck their girlfriends or wives?
And I know every woman in this bar is soaking her panties looking at Leather erotic stories tight ass and big cock in those tight leather pants. Wishing it was you and your cock that was going to be inside of them tonight instead of their puny boyfriends or vibrators. Without saying a word, I downed the last of my Jack and then the rest of her merlot and dropped more than enough money on the bar. As we walked out onto the street, she immediately gave me a big, wet, deep kiss and ran her leather gloved hand down the front of my jeans. I just throbbed in her hand. So I did. We were almost running, hand in hand, down the street.
She was leading — I was watching her ass. Before I knew it she had hailed a cab and we jumped in the back. She instructed the driver to drive us to a certain hotel. After awhile of that, she climbed off, unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock from the leather pants bondage it had been in for the last few hours. Taking one gloved hand on to my shaft, she lowered her head down into my lap, using her other hand to move her long blonde hair out of the way.
She then used that hand to cup my aching balls. About this time the cab driver noticed what was going on and adjusted his mirror to watch her thick red lips move up and down my cock. After paying the cab driver, she raced to the elevators with me close behind. We got in the elevators and she pushed the button for the second floor.
This hotel is 60 stories! We got off on the second floor and went down the hall. She pulled a key card from her purse and we entered the room. There was one king sized bed, a table and a chair. The table had anal lube on it as well as a bottle of wine. She quickly went to the window and opened the blinds which covered a window that allowed the entire room to be seen from the busiest pedestrian street in the city.
She moved the chair close to the window and came back for me, frozen, standing in the doorway. With that she kissed me, walking me slowly over closer to the window. She pulled the stocking cap off of my head and ran her fingers through my hair as her tongue probed deeper into my mouth — the taste of merlot and my cock still present. She was still obviously thinking clearly as she pulled my leather trench coat off of me and then threw it on the chair. She then stopped kissing me and smoothed the coat out on the chair so that it covered the chair. She then pushed me onto the bed and turned on the stereo in the room — she had obviously set this up beforehand because the CD was of her favorite metal and techno music that she likes to fuck to.
She started dancing to the music going back and forth between me and the window. I love the feeling of her tight little ass as I smack it around. She then dropped her coat on the floor and grabbed me and moved me to the chair. I shoved my face towards her ass and grabbed her leather G string with my teeth and pulled it down Leather erotic stories it was pas the top of her stockings, at which point she grabbed it and pulled it all the way down, stepping out of it.
She then spun the chair around to face the window and got down on her knees and moved her hands up my legs, from my boots, to the insides of my thighs, back to my bulging cock. She moved her head up and started to unbutton my leather jeans with her teeth, which she accomplished rather quickly. She then pulled the zipper down, again, no hands. She then reached her leather gloved hand into my jeans and pulled out my cock, licking the pre-cum off of the head. It was at this point that those juicy red lips came down on my shaft again, all the way down, leaving a nice red circle at the base of my cock.
She cupped my balls, pulling on them ever so slightly. I watched her ass wiggle as she was moving to the music on the stereo. I could see behind her people pausing as they went by, pointing. She kept her mouth closed tight, sucking me until every last drop came out. She then got up in my lap Leather erotic stories kissed me deeply, forcing my cum into my mouth. With that, I got up and got on my knees in front of the chair as she sat down in it, hiking her skirt up so I could get to her snatch.
I slowly pushed all my cum inside her dripping pussy as I licked away at her clit. With that she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me so far to her she was practically smothering me.
With that she exploded onto my face, her cum and mine all over my lips. Her body convulsed for about ten seconds as she screamed so loud everyone in the hotel had to have heard her. All the build-up to the first orgasm led to both of us cumming quickly the first time, but this night was not over yet.
Not being able to speak yet, she motioned me into the chair. I got up and into the chair as she got on her knees. She pulled my pants down around my knees and lifted my legs in the air, she them rested them on her shoulder. She reached over for the bottle of anal lube, but did not open it. Instead, Leather erotic stories began to lick at my asshole. I started twitching it felt so good. She was massaging my balls with one hand and licking my ass as if it was covered in honey.
Before I knew it, her finger was in my ass. The leather felt so good in my ass, sliding in and out, hitting my G spot. Next thing I know, my dick was so hard I could cut diamonds with it. Once she noticed this, she Leather erotic stories her plan had worked, so she slid my pants back down so they covered my ass again, yet left my raging hard-on out. As I stood there gasping for air, she took off my jacket and shirt, leaving my tie and then putting the leather blazer back on me.
She mounted me in the chair reverse cowgirl style so that she could see the street and they could see her. Now there were a few people watching and that just turned her on all the more. She bounced up and down on my cock, her hands on the arms of the chair for support and my hands alternating between her leather covered ass and tits. She started giving me the play by play.
They keep touching their dicks. They wish they were you, shoving their cocks into me right now. Licking my cum off of your balls. About this time she began to shake again. I knew she was going to cum so I bucked harder and she thrashed around, cumming violently, shaking her head around so much that her hat fell off. She gets up off of my cock and pulls me up. She sits sideways in the chair with her legs hanging off, spread apart. I push my cock deep inside her sloppy wet pussy and begin fucking away.
This time I can see the street at the same time as her. The two guys have moved on, but now, two couples are watching, obviously turned on and petting each other. With that she convulses and cums again. The drycleaners will have fun with our clothes tomorrow! She holds a finger up to state she needs a moment.
After catching her breath she stands up but she grabs onto me as her legs are still quivering. She walks over to the window, puts her hands on the glass and her ass into the air. I walk over and shove my cock back into her pussy, grabbing her leather clad perfect tits to stable myself. The crowd is growing as I continue to jam my cock in my wife, hard and fast.Leather erotic stories
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