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So for now, just lay back and enjoy Tonight's story on this episode of erotic Stories from Wild in Bed, the second part of our taboo listener's fantasy, Eliza's passion has been laid back, unable to resist, she has succumbed to Briggs's charm, yet in the back of her mind she knows he is still the best friend of her ex husband.

Is this all another one of Brandon's games?

What could this lust be?

Real?

Hi is Devlin and welcome to another episode of Wild in Bed, your destination for salacious stories, sensual satisfaction and finger looking good fantasies.

So yes, the second part of our listener's fantasy, the rather taboo, dirty little story that they've submitted.

And you know, you can submit your fantasy.

It doesn't have to be a full story like this one.

It can just be, you know what, devilin I would love to be laid on my back and just have someone eat me out.

And it can be that simple, and I will create a fantasy around it.

Right here, M so talking about laying back.

I do hope you're on your bed those clothes and nicely listened, and you just put your red butts in.

That's it, enclosing those eyes as you srander to the pleasure of my voice caressing of your body.

When you're ready to submit to desire, go ahead and take a nice deep breath and hold it for a moment and release it with a sigh, letting go of any tension, any stress.

Hmmm.

For the next twenty minutes or so, it's just you and my voice.

You have decided this is your time, Your time to relax, your time for sensual satisfaction, your time to explore you inner desires.

As you listen to my voice and feel it going with you, that you drift into Tonight's story before you say anything.

You are not too heavy.

I know what Brandon told you, and it's horseshit, but he's your friend.

The LIESA panted not anymore, hasn't been since the night he told us you were filing for divorce.

What or did you hear that night the last poker game here, I I heard him telling you and the others I had served him papers.

He thought I was bluffing when the others and Brandon started laughing.

I headed upstairs to the guest room I had been using.

Once I filed, I knew legally he couldn't kick me out, which I had been worried about.

Briggs nodded an understanding after he told us, and he and the others started laughing.

I got so angry I stood up and let them out.

I told Brandon that I wasn't surprised you had filed, told him he had no right to treat you the way he did, that he wouldn't have the home he had if it weren't for you.

And the others were shocked, but didn't say a damned word.

I left right after the next day at the office, he wouldn't even speak to me.

He just looked at me, all pissed.

But I didn't care.

I said what I should have said long before.

A few weeks after, he announced he was moving out of town over to take the office manager's position there.

He then pulled me aside, told me, like the arrogant prick he is, that he was glad he was leaving, and that you wouldn't find anyone better than him, that he could find a better woman any time.

He wanted.

Oh god, that's what he told me the day he packed his stuff and left.

Well, he didn't tell me he had fought with you, Eliza spoke.

He's wrong about what he said about you.

You deserve so much better than him.

I told him as much.

I even told him that karma is a bitch and he'd get what he deserved.

No, I don't.

I don't deserve anything, she breathed, looking down at her hands in her lap.

Yes you do, Eliza, you hear me.

You deserve to be loved, cherished, and desired, he said, lifting her chin up so she was looking into his eyes.

You are a beautiful, sexy woman.

Me, beautiful sexy Bricks sat there, stunned.

He saw in her eyes that she honestly believed that she was neither beautiful, nor sexy, nor deserving of being loved.

Damn Brandon.

He would sure her just how how beautiful and sexy she was to him, if she would let him.

Now that he had finally admitted to her what he thought of her, he would do what he had dreamed of.

He would show her it wasn't just words.

His hand moved once more to cup her cheek as before.

She leaned into his touch, only this time she didn't close her eyes.

Eliza, listen to me.

I think you're beautiful, smart and sexy.

I know he told you otherwise, but he was wrong.

Is wrong.

I want to show you that, show me how Rick smiled.

Oh, all the ways he wanted to show her, But he also knew he would have to go slow at first, let her get used to him, get used to being desired.

His hands did from her cheek to the base of her skull, eyes locked, He pulled her to him, slow enough to give her any chance to stop him, but his hands still firm.

She didn't stop him, though, but leaned into him, kissing her softly at first, taking his time, enjoying how pliable her lips were beneath his.

Eliza moaned, lips parting in silent invitation, one he gladly accepted.

When their tongues met again.

This time, it was Briggs's turn to moan when Eliza deepened the kiss, pulling her tighter to him.

Eliza's hands rested on his chest, fisting in his shirt, her body relaxing more and more as a kiss wore on.

When her arm slid up his chest and around his neck.

Briggs moved her so she was now straddling him, nipping her bottomed lip.

Bricks rolled his hips, rocking against her, letting her feel his erection.

Ricks.

Eliza gasped, tightening her arms, her face burying against his neck.

Yes, sweetheart, that hard cock is for you, all for you, Rix hissed in her ear, nipping it, his tongue tracing the shell, hard, throbbing.

How does that make you feel?

Knowing your ex husband's ex best friend has been wanting you for years is now holding you, kissing you.

Rix kissed her hard again and demanding, his tongue tangled in her hair, tongue slipping in and out of her mouth, mimicking what he wanted his cock to do to her.

How does it feel Phil's forbidden?

Amazing?

Eliza panted, Bricks, please please, wats sweetheart, tell me what you want or touch me more.

Bricks.

Bricks shifted their position so Eliza was now sitting on the sofa and he was kneeling before her, Her eyes trained on him.

Smirking, he lifted one foot and made short work of the hilled ankle boots he wore.

Dropping the left, he quickly repeated the move with the right, his hands slipping slowly from her ankles up her calves, massaging them.

He smiled, hearing her low moans, the sound shooting right up to his dick as his hands continued higher, spreading her legs as they did, pushing up the knee length skirt.

She wore, God, that feels good, she said, eyed shivering at his touch.

I wanted to feel good, sweetheart.

I want you to feel good, he chuckled.

Pushing the skirt higher, he saw the soft, pink panty.

She wore a definite wet spot right there.

Good.

He wanted her so wet for him.

His hand crept over her knee, up her thighs.

He leaned in.

God, he could smell her desire.

Fuck, he needed to taste her.

Giving a Liesa no time to process the situation, Briggs tugged her panties to the side and slid his touch up her slit again.

Riggs.

Eliza cried, bucking into his mouth.

Briggs moaned, thrusting his tongue deep inside her hands, holding her legs open for him.

His eyes traveled upward, taking her in her body, telling him she was enjoying this.

Her walls clutched around his tongue as she rolled her hips.

Fuck, oh, Bricks, so good, Eliza gasped, her hands, sinking into his hair.

You're so wet for me, you taste so damn good, Ricks groaned.

Eliza cried out, back bowing when she felt his tongue and a finger entered deep inside her.

Her hand tightened in his hair, pulling him into her more.

She bucked and groaned against his mouth, her orgasm fielding faster, her breath coming in gas and moans as she rowed his tongue.

Bricks knew she was close, and damned if he didn't want her to explode on his tongue.

Thrusting his finger and tongue faster and deeper, his thumb found her clip, rubbing her nub.

He hummed as she grew wetter.

His mouth and finger were relentless.

He wouldn't stop until he tasted her cumb all over his lips.

I'm gonna pricks god, Eliza cried, her body, seizing up her fist, pressing his head into her as she shuddered trembled in the throes of her orgasm.

Bricks slowed his thumb against her clip as he drank her juices, moaning and delight at her taste, Feeling the micro shivers rippling over her.

He felt her hand slacken and slip from his hair, licking his lips.

He pulled back, seating on his heels, gazing at her almost limp on the sofa, hanting, so beautiful, Eliza, how much did you drink at the bar?

Bris gripped her hips as he stood and laughed.

She let out a squeal of surprise, her arms and her legs wrapped around him silently.

Bricks stalked to the stairs, taking them two at a time.

He wanted her on the bed, naked.

Entering her bedroom, Bricks moved to the bed, easing her to her feet.

I'm going to undress you, sweetheart.

My hand's teasing that curvy body as I do.

I want you even more soaked for me, trembling for me.

Is that what you want?

Mmm?

You want me to make you mindless except for what I make you feel, Rigs asked, his hand cupping and massaging her ass.

Yes, sir, that Liesa's eyes widened, embarrassment flooding her eyes, heat creeping up her neck in to her cheeks.

In the lone lamp light, of her nightstand.

Well, well, my sweetheart has a naughty side.

It seems that excites you.

The idea that I could ricks paused, leaning down so his mouth was ater ear the idea that I could be your sir?

Is that what you've thought about when he thought of me?

Eliza nodded, use your word, sweetheart.

I want to hear you say it.

Yes, sir, Oh, that's a good girl.

Brick straightened up, looking down at her, smiling, he began to unbutton the pink shirt she had worn that night, every bit of skin revealed, making him hungry for more.

He noticed a breathing hitching every time his fingers brushed her skin, Feeling that trembling in her body, he made sure he kept his eyes on her, reading her face, her eyes, her body language, looking for any sign she didn't like what he was doing to her, his fingers grazing her rib cage and the side of her breast.

As he pushed the silky blouse off her.

He could see her nipples hardened in the confines of the pink bras she wore, and his mouth watered, wanting to suck and knit them.

You're shivering, Eliza, it's been a long time?

How long, sweetheart?

Bricks inquired, his fingertips brushing down the back of her arms, since well, me and Brandon hadn't had sex in almost a year by the time I filed, Eliza moaned, feeling the goose flesh from his fingers.

Those words froze Bricks, and it was his turn for his eyes to go wide.

Sweet Dodd, you are telling me it's been over three years since you've been with a man.

Yes, I mean i've She broke off, a little embarrassed at admitting that.

Bricks leaned down and kissed her softly.

Baby girl, Do you want me to stop?

No?

Please, I don't want you to stop.

I don't want you to stop at all, Bricks.

Then you want me to continue to finish undressing you.

You want me to see you naked for me?

Want me to keep touching you, teasing, tasting you, to make you so neat and wet for me.

Eliza groaned, tossing her head back, eyes closing as he spoke, her mind already imagining how it would feel.

Yes, sir, please don't stop.

Oh You're going to be such a good girl for me, aren't you.

Briggs chuckled, kissing down her neck as he reached the zip of her skirt.

You're going to come alive under my touch, aren't you, writhe for me, whimpering for me, begging for more, just like you did on the sofa.

God, Yes, I want to feel it, to feel alive.

Feel how you can make me feel?

Please, please, Briggs, bring me to life.

So next week, I think the final part of our little story.

Where does this go?

Obviously the relationship is transforming, But is she just setting herself up as part of Brandon's twisted games?

Or is this a little kink that she hasn't discovered so far?

So you are just gonna have to wait until next week when we can get Wild in Bed all over again.

So until then, and always with your pleasure in mind, this is devil in Wild wish she used lacious dreams.

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