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of Erotic Stories from Wild in Bed. Are friends to
lovers erotic fantasy? Or maybe are strangers to love us
erotic fantasy? Or maybe it's just an orgy. Whatever it is,
this is one kinky listener's fantasy. The celibate torture of
their past behind them. Two friends escaped to a Mediterranean owl,
looking to find their spark of passion once again. Is
their true lust so far away or not so close
as they would hope, The depths of their desires yet
truly to be discovered. That's the two friends enjoy more
than they planned. Hi, it's Devlin and welcome to another
episode of Wild in Bed, your destination for salacious stories,
sensual satisfaction and finger looking good fantasies. So I want
to give a shout out to Gwinn and Melissa for
sending in their fantasy. I obviously they've obviously been on
holiday recently, or maybe they're just planning. Whatever it is. Girls,
you've got some kinky thoughts going on there, and you
know how this podcast is best enjoyed. I hope you're
laying on your bed. Those ear buds are in, your
clothes are loosened as you close your eyes and surrender
to the pleasure of my voice m moving over and
inside you. And when you're ready to surrender to pleasure,
go ahead and take a nice deep breath. Just hold
it for a moment, then release it with a sigh,
letting go of any tension, any stress. For the next
twenty minutes or so, it's just you and my voice.
You've decided this is your time, your time to relax,
your time for sensual satisfaction, your time to discover your
inner passions. MMMM, as you listen to my voice and
fill the story moving through your body. The sun caressed
the back of Gwynn's neck as she strolled along the warm,
silky sands of the Spanish coastline. She couldn't help but
feel captivated by the breathtaking beauty surrounding her. Golden waves
crashing against the shore and leaving the scent of saltwater
lingering in the air. Her seabirds dance playfully above the horizon,
with each step, Her skin warmed beneath the blazing sunlight
as her heart raced with excitement, knowing that this adylic
paradise would be her escape for the next week with
her best friend Melissa, a time for them to rekindle
their youthful passions to the stress of recent years. As
they approached their luxurious ocean front, sweet Gwynn could picture
herself already lounging comfortably beside her best friend on the
private balcony, sipping delicious cocktails while watching the mesmerizing dance
of the sun over the water. Once inside, they eagerly
unpacked their belongings and quickly familiarize themselves with the comfortable accommodation.
The spacious living area was adorned with tasteful furnishings and
an elegant decord that exuded both sophistication and serenity, perfect
for indulging in much needed rest after their journey. The
sound of the gentle waves rolling onto the shore served
as a soothing backdrop as they are furled their map
on the table, planning excursions and activities to share throughout
their stay. As Gwynn ran her fingers across the smooth
surface of the wooden table. The texture sent tingles down
her arms, stirring up pleasant sensations deep within her core.
Melissa glanced through the floor to ceiling windows, admiring the
pristine view of the azure waters beyond. This place is
truly heaven, she exclaimed with undisguised delight. We're going to
have so many incredible experiences here. Satisfied with their plans,
the two friends decided to take some time to unwind
before venturing out to enjoy the evening. Gwynn grabbed two
glasses from the kitchen and quickly filled them with the
complimentary tancrea. As they clinked their glasses, laughter echoed through
the room, filled with anticipation for water waited them on
the other side of those gleaming sands, Relaxation finally spreading
between the two friends. Slivers of sunshine dappled the surface
of the drink, adding to the ethereal quality of the
moment shared by these two close companions. Together, they relished
the sweet nectar as it cascaded down their throats, invigorating
every cell within their bodies. The mines wandered off to
dreams yet to come, dreams feled not only by the
promise of countless hours spent discovering all that this enchanting
land had to offer, but also the potential hidden depths
just below the surfaces of their own desires, those hidden
passions that had been ignored for too long, marriages that
had left both ladies feeling frustrated and ignored, two marriages
which were now thankfully a thing of the past. Amidst
the glow of the candlelight filling the room, the soft
caress of satin sheets in one of the bedrooms beyond
whispered enticing promises beneath the breeze. For a moment, they
gazed deeply into one another's eyes, their connection intensifying with
each passing minute. Beyond mere friendship. It seemed like no
time at all since they had opened up about their
mutual lack of satisfaction, their desire to try new experiences,
their promises as best friends to explore things together. Under
the moonlit sky, distant melodies drifted through the evening air.
The emotive rhythm of a guitar filled the room, casting
a magical spell of those fortunate enough to catch its essence.
Sensual notes that reverberated around the apartment carrying whispers of
forbidden desire amidst velvety tones, Melissa ling closer towards Gwynn,
her body radiating heat barely concealed beneath the thin fabric
of her dress. Her gaze held a mixture of vulnerability
and confidence, suggesting secrets locked away behind her expressive eyes.
Gwyn suddenly felt her pulse quickening at the thought of
how easily Melissa could ignite something deep within her soul.
With a glance towards the doorway leading to the bedroom,
wondering if to night would finally see the fulfillment of
desires long buried Melissa, I think I want to be
intimate with you, confessed Gwyn in a voice trembling with
nervousness and eagerness. Her words hung suspended in the air,
evoking the most subtle shift and atmosphere, transforming the space
around them into a haven, ripe with possibilities. Understanding the
shared moment, Melissa reached out to grasp Goyn's hand, reassuringly
mirroring the intensity in her best friend's eyes. The touch
became electric, crackling with charged energy, sending shockwaves coursing through
their intertwined digits. Each movement was deliberately calculated. Even the
slightest adjustments in positions were brimming with meaning, teasingly hinting
at what lay ahead. Slowly, tenderly, they removed each other's
layers of clothing, each garment discarded like a protective shield,
surrendering to their passions willingly. Inch by tantalizing inch, they
revealed parts of themselves previously unknown, bearing their souls alongside
their flesh. Melissa's fingers entwined with Gwin's as she pressed
her hand over, caressing the heat between her thighs with
their fingertips as Melissa whispered I want you as well,
the warm dampness of her pussy fueling Gwyn's desire. It
wasn't that she would describe herself as bisexual, but after
spending years of abstaining from sex due to her partner's
lack of interest, Gwynn was ready to immerse herself completely
in erotic pleasure. However, it came embracing one another. Gwynn
wrapped her arms tightly around Melissa, pulling her body flush
against hers. Their hands pressed deep in an intimate caress,
cupping each other's passion as their fingertips caressed their wet folds.
The whisper of the cool night air kissed their naked skin,
causing goosebumps to erupt across their chests. Melissa moved ever
so slightly until her lips met Quin's, tentively at first,
then with increasing urgency, as their mouths sought to consume
each other completely. Passion erupted like fireworks within them as
their tongues tangled, dancing in a frenzy of ecstatic abandon.
Gwynn's fingers pinched at Melissa's swollen nipples, twisting them, pinching
them with a fire of passion, her fingertips grasping tightly
on her aching breasts, sinking into the feeling of a
shared passion between two human beings once again. Gwyn gasped
as her thigh pressed heavily on the throbbing bolts of
Melissa's wet pussy, massaging it as her fingers danced up
and down her naked back, pulling her closer, the wet
caress of her desire teasing along gwin thigh, the warm
touch igniting their passions further. Liquid moans escaped their throats,
punctuating the fervor of lust, Melissa ses control, running her
hands along Gwynn's lithe curves, eliciting gas to surprise and
delight as her fingertips caressed her curves, exploring the depths
of her passion. As Melissa grasped at Gwinn's ass, squeezing
the cheeks tightly before sinking to her knees, the tip
of her tongue exploring Gwin's sex, caressing her clip slowly
before sucking it between her teeth. The shockwave of pleasure
that invaded Gwinn's body forced her fingers through her friend's
orban air, bunching it tightly, before pulling Melissa's lips hard
against her nedy pussy as a rhythm of her tongue
grew in intensity, flicking viciously across her clit, sucking it,
her fingers pressing deep inside Gwynn's wet pussy. Suddenly, gwyn
lifted her friend from her knees. Her hands expertly navigated
Melissa's body, revailing in the contours and textures unique to
her lover. Melissa let out an audible grown as Gwynn
deftly trailed her tongue along the curve of her neck,
drawing spirals that incited a rapturous response. Sweeping her hands
through Gwynn's wild curls, Melissa pulled her head closer, still
demanding more intimate contact. In syncopated rhythm, their limbs twisted
and writhed, painting intricate patterns of desire across the white linens,
the sound of pleasure escaping their lips, providing a hypnotizing
background score, amplifying the potency of their union. Their fingers
exploring each other, deeply, massaging those places that had long
since been forgotten, tasting each other's passions as deeply as
their bodies would allow. With each thr ust, the tempo increased,
rising and falling like waves in tandem. Their bodies arched
as the pleasure swarmed their bodies, wave after wave of
their mutual orgasm flooding every cell as they collapsed together
into the plush mattress, hearts racing in harmony, sweaty palms
pressing firmly against one another's skin. For a brief moment,
silence fell over the couple, allowing them to savor the
fleeting sensation of peace, Nuzzling into the crick of Gwin's neck,
Melissa murmured simply, thank you. Neither of them had planned
to be intimate with each other. They had talked long
into the night about their own passions and desires, but
never considered each other as a potential lover. Yet here
they were, with a warm smile spreading across her features.
Melissa nestled her head into the hollow of Gwen's neck,
feeling the rise and fall of her lover's breath. Inhaling
the scent of Gwin's hair, it reminded of refreshly cut
grass and the salty smell of the nearby ocean. It
was a perfect combination that captured the essence of the
day's events. They stared in this simple race for several minutes,
revailing in the closeness that came with being connected physically
and emotionally. Outside, stars began to dot the night sky,
casting speckled light upon the world below. Gwyn looked down
at Melissa, watching her face relax into a contented expression,
feeling more confident that she had in years, thanks to
the orgasm that wasn't of her own making. Gwyn just
stared silently into Melissa's eyes as she ran her fingers
through the silken strands of her crimson tresses, tracing delicate
lines across her scalp, before letting her fingers rest upon
the nape of her neck. The simple gesture caused an
involuntary shiver to run through Melissa, prompting her to wrap
her legs possessedly around Gwynn's waist as an after shock
of pleasure gripped her body, giggling as ever breathing slowly
returned to normal, they shared quiet moments of tenderness, lost
in their haze of personal after glow. Gwynn watched affectionately
as her friend slowly drifted to sleep. Rising from the
bed quietly, Gwinn dressed before she stepped outside. The evening
Spanish breeze caressed her skin. She breathed deeply, taking in
the sweet fragrances wafting from the surrounding gardens and beach
to the sea, a persistent undertone all around. Life was
good here, and she allowed herself to indulge in the
beauty of the surroundings, heading toward the beach to clear
her thoughts. Gwynn loved Melissa as a friend, but she
still pined for something more The orgasm was fantastic, there
was no doubt about that, but it was lacking, and
she wasn't quite sure how the trouble was. After years
of ignoring her own wants, it was difficult for her
to rationalize what she wanted now. As she reached the beach,
Gwynn strolled leisurely along the waterline, marveling at the vast
expanse of azure waters before her. Her feet felt the
warmth the sun kissed sand beneath them, imprinting the remains
of the daytime heat into the cells of her In
the distance, surfers rode the rolling waves further up the shore,
displaying impressive prowess and athleticism. In the first glimmer of moonlight,
Feeling the wind rustling through her hair, Gwinn closed her eyes,
revailing in the simplicity of such tranquility. Life seemed so
much easier now she was away. She just wished it
could be for longer. As the sun dipped behind the horizon,
casting a rosy glow over the landscape, Gwinn's attention drifted
toward the horizon, where clouds gathered, forming shapes reminiscent of
mythical creatures. The first spark of a fire caressed the
darkening sky. The growing sound of voices echoed on the beach. Somehow,
the sound of the voices mixed so perfectly with the
song of the sea. Curiosity peaked. She moved further away
from the edge of the water, wandering deeper into the beach,
heading towards the fire. Gwyn pondered for a moment, in
case she might be disturbing some local party. By the
light of the fire, she could make out shapes of
people dancing, their bodies embraced their gentle movements accentuated by
the sounds of an acoustic guitar, its rhythm seeming to
fall in perfect time with the ebb and flow of
the tide. Waiting for a moment, as Gwynn let herself
sink into the music, allowing the rhythm to encompass her completely.
There was something so magical, so enticing about feeling the
sand under her feet, the sensation of the sea breeze
caressing her skin, and the sounds of the acoustic guitar
just seducing her to dance. She approached the fire, feeling
its warm glow caressing her body. Gwinn was suddenly aware
of the vibrations moving through her, an excitement and anticipation
she hadn't felt for years. The rhythm of the music
intoxicating her senses. Watching the dances moving across the beach,
she wondered for a moment as she should join. Gwinn's
thoughts were drawn short as she felt a hand gripping
hers as a young man poured her in front of
the fire, spinning her wildly as it began to drift
into the rhythm of the music, her body moving in
beautiful time with the tunes as they drifted over the sand,
The young man's hands slipped from hers, and for a moment,
Gwinn stumbled, before falling back against a sand dune, where
she watched the dance and music continued. Now she immersed
herself in the experience of the other dancers, their bodies
entwined as they moved through the firelight. She caught glimpses
of their touches, their embraces as the dancers immersed themselves
in their shared passions, finger tips exploring each other's bodies,
accelerating each other's desires as they danced and moved imperfect
rhythm with the music. As it took them deeper into
their darkest desires. For the first time, Gwynn noticed the
lone guitarist in the center of the swirling mass of bodies.
His shirt moved freely in the evening breeze, exposing his
chest as his long fingers and danced over the strings
of his guitar. Gracefully. They slid up and down the
neck of the guitar, each caress of his fingers fueling
a passion deep within Gwin's lust lighting her lip as
she watched him stand from the dune, his fingers dancing
along the neck of the guitar with such precision and
such strength that Gwynn had long forgotten. The light of
the fire caressed the nakedness of his leg through the
rips of his jeans, the dNaM accentuating his sun kissed skin.
There was something about watching his barely controlled passion as
his fingers danced over the guitar that made Gwinn's body
tremble with a new energy. Without realizing it, her hands
had drifted between her thighs as she slowly caressed her
desire as it throbbed gently within her. Absent Mindedly, she
stroked her pussy through the thin material of her skirt
as she was seduced by the trance of his music.
Without thinking, she caressed her volts and pressed even deeper,
her fingers moving in time with the gar guitar. Unable
to resist, Gwin stood quickly and danced around the fire,
spinning senially in front of the guitarist until their eyes met.
A dark passion burned within his gaze, glittering with the
firelight as he stared into Gwinn's eyes, captivating her further.
The speed of his fingers accelerated as his eyes caressed
over her body, tormenting every nerve. As Gwinn's body began
to tremble, her fingers dragging the hem of her skirt
higher to announce her lust. Drunk with desire, Gwinn spun
a little further, falling back onto the sand bank. She
panted as the guitarist approached, his long fingers sliding up
and down the guitar, entrancing Gwyn with the lust of
her own passion. She held her breath for a moment
as he took a step closer, her legs sliding up
the sand, her skirt falling back back, wondering what was
next is his eyes fixed upon her thighs as he
plucked the guitar slowly. E viboration echoed deep within Gwinn's
sex and tormented he clips with every stroke of his
fingers across the strings as a lover's tongue never had.
So I hope you enjoyed the first part of it,
Melissa and Gwynn's little adventure. So what will happen next?
Is Gwinn going to get it on with the flamenco guitarist,
maybe run back to a friend. This is wild in Bed,
so you never know what's going to happen next, nor
do I ham, but you can bet that it's going
to get kinky. It really will. So until next time
when we can get wild in bed all over again.
This is devil and wild and always with your pleasure
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