After about two months into the relationship I was starting to wear down.  Each time during our make out sessions I would go a little bit farther.  One Saturday we were on a date and Greg parked me on a secluded street so we could be alone.  After making out for about an hour I was completely naked, dripping wet, and really horny.  Greg would always stare at my ass and tits when I was naked.  H had his penis out and was getting dangerously close to my pussy.  At that point it felt too good to resist.  I made him put on a condom and then Greg put his dick in me.  I finally let him fuck me that night.  He held my side with one hand and cupped my tit with the other hand while he pumped my virgin pussy.  It hurt a little at first but I kind of enjoyed it.

From that point on we would have sex every weekend.  Usually it was in his car because we had nowhere else to go, but sometimes one of our parents weren’t home, or we had a friend’s house we could go to.  Every time that Greg and I fucked I enjoyed it more each time.  After about four months I was begging for it. That is about the same time that I found out that Greg was an asshole.  I overheard him one day bragging to his friends on the baseball team about how often he fucks me, what we do together, and what I like.  I knew that he was only dating me for the pussy.  We broke up and I did not date anyone else in high school.  I would still get horny.  Once you start having sex it is really hard to stop.  Sometimes I would get so horny that I would be hoping that someone would just come up to me and offer me sex.  All of the creepy old perverts who used to disgust me when they hit on me now kind of turned me on.  If they caught me on the right day I would probably fuck one of them.  I considered having one night stands or getting a fuck buddy but I was too young and timid for that kind of thing.  I thought about it and fantasized about it.  To satisfy my sexual appetite I would masturbate just about every night.

I matured a lot in college and felt more confident about my sexuality.  I hooked up with a couple guys that I studied with.  I was too horny to just masturbate my whole life so I kind of picked those two guys at random.  Guys are easy; they always want to fuck so that was pretty convenient for me.  There is something erotic about being alone with a guy studying for a test together.  A couple of dorky guys got lucky with me because of that and ended up fucking me doggystyle with my face planted in a textbook.

Later on in college I met the guy who would go on to be my husband.  Dan was a nice guy and treated me right so when he proposed to me at graduation I could not help but say yes.  Dan was okay in the bedroom.  He was a bit selfish though and did not really care if I did or did not have an orgasm.  Foreplay was completely out of the question.  I am a sexual person by nature so I could still enjoy whatever kind of sex that Dan gave me, but I never got as horny as I did when I was with Greg, my first boyfriend from high school.  I was a dirty little cock tease for Greg back in the days.  The thought of having sex was so exciting back then, but not so much anymore. 

I am 26 now with a job at an accounting firm.  I am happy with my marriage even if the sex is just okay.  Greg and I are both really busy with work and have to travel often, but always calls me and lets me knows that he cares. 

About a month ago I had to travel to New Orleans on a business trip.  After Julie (my best work friend) and I got out of the meeting where we found out that we were going to New Orleans, Julie had a big grin on her face.  I asked her what she looked so happy about and she mischievously said, “We are going to New Orleans while Marti Gras is going on!  This is going to be so much fun.”

I had not even thought of that.  Julie was in a sorority in college so she knew how to party.  I did not do a whole lot of partying at all in college.  Julie was also inviting me to go to such drunken wild party somewhere but it wasn’t really my thing.

The day I was leaving I told my husband that Mardi Gras was going on and he happily told me to have a good time.  He trusted me completely and had no reason not to. 

When we first got to New Orleans, Julie asked me what I was going to wear the next night while we were out partying.  I said that I didn’t bring anything special.  Julie just shook her head and we went shopping.  We went to a clothing store that had really slutty clothes.  At first I scoffed when Julie wanted me to try on some of those clothes.  After all I was married!  Julie kept saying that wearing a certain kind of clothes is not cheating. 

Just to entertain her I tried on a micro mini skirt and a little tank top.  To my surprise I really liked what I saw in the mirror.  I was reluctant to walk out of the dressing room to show Julie because my ass was almost hanging out of my skirt!  This outfit left nothing to the imagination.  I built up my courage and walked out to see Julie in a shirt that showed a ton of cleavage.  You could almost see all of her 36D breasts.  She loved what I was wearing and insisted that we buy it for me.  As Julie and I were talking I could see the sales clerk, a guy in his mid 30’s, was checking us both out wearing our slutty outfits.  Knowing that someone was looking me over like I was a complete whore kind of turned me on.  I felt a twinge in my pussy knowing that the sales clerk wanted to fuck me.  I handn’t felt that dirty since Greg was finger fucking me in the back of his car.  That was when I decided to buy the outfit.  Something about being in a strange place with Julie made me let loose a little bit.  I liked the idea of guys showering me with attention.  Tomorrow at Mardi Gras, there was going to be hundreds of guys lusting over my body.

I was having a lot of fun hanging out with Julie.  I could tell that she was having a big influence on how I was behaving.  After we left the clothing store there was a stand that was selling beads.

“We should buy some beads for tomorrow.” I said

“We don’t need any.  We are going to get some for free tomorrow.”  Said Julie.  It was obvious that she was implying that she was planning on flashing her tits to tomorrow in order to get beads.

“Oh my god!  You are such a whore!”  I said, mostly joking.  I was actually getting excited and debating whether I was going to show off my boobs as well.  Julie and I joked the rest of the way home. 

The next day I could not get out of our meeting fast enough.  I was excited about going to Bourbon Street and partying.  Julie and I got dressed in a hurry and hit the street.  We were wearing our outfits and even before we got out of our hotel we were getting looks from every guy we walked past.  The attention was really getting me horny. 

The first thing we did was hit a bar and got some guys to buy us shots.  As I started getting drunk started let loose even more.  One of the guys who bought us a drink put his arm around me and kept looking down at my tits.  After a few minutes we left so I did not go any farther with that guy, but having a man other than my husband touch me got me excited and feeling sexy like I used to in college before I met Dan. 

When Julie and I hit the street I was already about 5 drinks back and I am a lightweight so I was really feeling the alcohol.  The street was packed with people and everyone was crazy having a good time.  There were a bunch of guys staring at us but every now and then all the guys would look one way.  I saw that they were trying to sneak a peak at a girl showing her tits.  It was going on all over place.  There was someone from a balcony who was looking down in our direction.  Before I knew it, Julie had pulled down the front of her shirt exposing her D-Cup breasts for everyone to see.  The man in the balcony threw her some beads. 

Julie was flashing everyone who asked and was collecting all kind of beads.  She gave me some beads to wear too.  I was still debating whether I was going to lift up my shirt for everyone to see, my tits weren’t as big as Julie’s.  We were having a great time teasing the guys and drinking. 

I ran out of what I was drinking and I wanted more so I stumbled over to a group of guys underneath a balcony and ask if they could get me a drink.  One of the guys said, “Show us your tits and I’ll give you a beer.”  I knew that I shouldn’t, but I really wanted another beer.  I lifted up my shirt and every guy in the area started cheering and hollering.

The guy who offered the drink told me that the beer was inside and I had to follow him.  I told Julie and she was eager to go inside and get on the balcony.  We followed this guy upstairs and there was about 20 people upstairs partying.  Most of them were hanging out on the balcony throwing beads.  Julie and I both grabbed a drink and went outside on the balcony.  While we were out there Julie and were getting more and more drunk.  Julie would flash her tits and then grab my shirt too and expose my tits for everyone to see.  I would playfully try to get her to stop but knowing that hundreds of guys were lusting after my tits was getting me horny.  My pussy was starting to get really went.  Julie and I laughed together as we took turns taking each other’s tits out.  The guys on the balcony were getting more daring with us as well.  Julie was grinding her ass to the music on one of the guys in a chair.  She was dancing with her tits out for all of Bourbon Street to see.  One of the guys that I was next started to have his hand wander across my body. 

I was so horny that I didn’t mind his hand stroking my inner thigh as we danced.  My pussy was dripping.  I could see that Julie was having a good time flashing and being the center of attention for a group of guys on the other side of the balcony.

I did not realize too much because I was drunk and just going with the flow, but the guy who I was dancing with me was leading me into the room.  The room was very dark and he led me toward the corner.  Everyone else in the house was either on the balcony or preoccupied so nobody was paying attention to us although anyone could have walked by at any moment.  He sat down in a chair and I stood in front of him facing him.  He lifted up the front of my skirt and started licking my pussy over my panties.  I was too drunk and horny to stop him.  I just stood there as this stranger was playing with my clit with his tongue.  I don’t remember how long he tickled my pussy but he started trying to move my panties out of the way.  I moved his head back only to see that his cock was out and it was fully erect.  I stood there and looked as his dick in awe.  I had not see a cock other than my husbands for years.

I couldn’t torture myself any more.  My animal instinct kicked in.  I don’t think I had ever been hornier in my life.  I reached down and slid off my panties as the owner of this strange dick stared and stroked himself.  I put my legs on each side of him and sat down, positioning his dick at the entrance of my pussy.  I started rubbing the head of his penis on my clit, hoping that this would satisfy me.  Some voice deep inside me was telling me that I should not go all the way with this guy.  The head of his cock rubbed my pussy back and forth, from the clit to the wet, juicy lips.  I was in ecstasy and almost reached an orgasm.  Slowly, the guy pushed his cock passed the barrier and entered me.  I gasp but instinctively started to ride him.  My pussy lips were moving up and down on his dick as my ass gyrated in the air.  I lost all control, I was consumed by lust.  I was fucking a stranger with no condom on and all I could think about was shoving his cock deeper inside me.  My pussy juices were dripping down the balls of my stranger.  I lifted my shirt up and started massaging my naked breasts as I rode the hard cock.  He was fucking me rough like I was a little slut who needed to be punished.  My pussy lips could feel every vein on his shaft.  This stranger was filling me up completely.  I started to wonder if Julie was watching me ride a perfect stranger. 

He grabbed me tight and started pumping violently a few times.  His dick slid effortlessly into my soaking wet pussy.  After just a couple minutes he pushed me away as he stood up.  As I fell away he jerked his dick off and it exploded with huge loads of cum across my skirt, stomach and shirt.  After his orgasm subsided he pulled up his pants, grabbed his beer, and left me as he walked outside to the balcony to party some more. 

I don’t remember the particulars of the rest of the night.  I woke up with Julie in our hotel room the next morning.  I had no panties on, cum stains on my clothes, and had a hangover. 

Julie and I talked about the crazy night we had.  She told me how guys were grabbing her tits and whipping their dicks out wanting her to touch them.  She said that she didn’t do much with any of them, just showed her tits and grinded. “What happened with you and that guy you were with? She asked. 

“Oh, we just messed around a little bit.” I said.  I felt guilt for the first time since I was no longer drunk but I knew that my secret was safe with Julie.  Even though I knew Julie wouldn’t tell, I was still a little embarrassed that I went farther than her and she was supposed to be the wild one. 

We left New Orleans that night.  I fucked my husband really good when I got home.  I feel a little guilt sometimes, but hey, a girl needs some excitement every now and then.  My one night stand at Mardi Gras will be my secret forever.  

 You're home early "she says but not surprised. 

" I didn't feel to well" I said.  

"Go inside I'll fix you a cool drink, maybe that will help" she sounded caring

I know what will help me I thought, my carnal thoughts began to take over.  My daughter was sleeping in the nursery for her afternoon nap.

Stacey brought in a large glass of juice. "Your top has got all wet, maybe you should change into one from Amanda's wardrobe" I said

"Oh thanks" Stacey said

I went upsatirs with her to help pick one out for her.  She always borrowed my wife's clothes before so I knew she wouldn't mind.  I gave her a Top which I knew wouldn't fit her and my wife doesn't wear anymore.  I'll go and you put it on I said to her. 

"No it's fine" she said

What did she mean all kind of thoughts going through my head

"Well I know you're always trying to look at my breasts so why don't I let you have a proper look"

I thought all my Christmases came at once.

"Umm ok" I said trying to be normal about it

She slowley removed her top to reveal her perfectly formed breasts,  I wanted to just grab them, and she could tell I was hard, she looked at my bulge and said to me "I'm glad you approve"

I just got up and went over to her and grabbed her breasts they felt so good

"slow down, I don't want you to get too excited" she said

I know what she meant, with my wife sex had now become a chore.

I picked her up and placed her on the bed I removed her shorts to reveal her beautiully shaven pussy, I gently kissed her on her thighs,  I remembered how I use to make love to my wife.  I moved slowley towards her moist pussy.  I began to lick the juice and play with her clit with my tongue. Stacey grabbed my hair and pushed my head further into her.  My tongue was so far in her hole I knew she was cumming she grabbed my head so tight and she just let go and she squirted for me.

He sloooowly began slipping his fingers between my legs...(his hands were SO big). I could barely breath...I knew the guys name...but that was it. He hadn;t even told me his age...but I knew he was hot...hot as hell...So I let him finger me...slowly and then harder and faster. Those fingers seemed to go on forever, and they fucked me harder than any cock EVER had.

He grabbed my ass and threw me on top of him...without even saying a word to each other...he pulled my panties to one side and stuck his dick inside me. omg it was soo much bigger than I had EVER felt before. I moaned and immediatly began to sweat. "oh Fuck" he said as we moaned and fucked on the bed.

All of a sudden Kyle rolled over and said "wtf is all the noise guys...I'm trying to...." ZZZzzzzzz...he was out again. yes...

So we decided to try our luck in the bathroom. We snuck inside and he sat on the toilet seat, I jumped on top of him and rode him like craaazy then he jumped up and set me on top of the sink. He dropped to his knees and started fucking my pussy with his amazing tongue. Licking the entire thing and making me cum all over his hot face.

We got back into bed...thinking maybe we were finished. Not a chance...seconds later he was grabbing my ass saying he HAD to have me again. Never in my LIFE had I had a guy this sex driven and I was loving it. We ended up falling off the bed and he had me screaming for him to fuck me. As he drove his huge hard cock into me he fingered my ass.  I could only take so much and we both finally came...him all inside me. It was fantastic...and Kyle never woke up again that night. Chris and I fell asleep in each other arms...and the next morning I found out he was 35...=}

I'm 20...and still engaged...and have been sleeping with Chris for 1 and 1/2 years now...and have maaaany more stories even better than this one. It may be wrong...but everyone needs a good fuck now and again....and again and again. ;)

 
She was dressed in a flame red halter top dress that was so low cut her nipples were just barely hidden. It was short too, so short she couldn't bend over in it without showing off her red thong. She wore stilleto heels, intending to totally just play wingman for her friend. Vowing to never two step.

 
Her and her friend played pool for about an hour before he finally showed. She couldn't help but search the crowd for him the whole time. Excited when she fianlly spotted him walking towards them. She pointed him out to her friend, trying to hide the eagerness in her voice. Feeling her face flush as he approached them.

He gave her a quick hug as she introduced him to her friend. She noticed a bulge in his pants jump as he pulled her in. She found herself yurning for him agian. As she reminded herself she had invited him for her friend, she tried to distance herself.

They all shot some pool taking turns. The whole time she was secretly giving him looks and whispering to him for no reason whenever she got a chance. He made a point of touching her bare back everytime he passed her. They were flirting too much and her friend noticed, but she found herself quickly not caring. When her friend slipped away to go to the bathroom he finally asked her if he could come over that night, she turned him down. After 5 hours of him teaching her how to dance and about two dozen games of pool they decided it was time to go home.

She found herself wanting to spend some more time with him and asked him if she could catch a ride with him. Afterall her friend lived on the otherside of town and she was on his way home. Of course he obliged quickly whisking her away to his car. It was a really cold night, so he gave her his coat to cover with while the car warmed up. They sat and made small talk waiting for her friend to pull away.

He pointed out he could see her hard nipples though her dress, she brushed it off as due to the cold. But she knew it was him that made them hard, she wanted him to touch her all over her body. Finally he grew up the nerve asking if what had happened before could reoccur. She couldn't resist any longer and told him yes. The ride was awkard nether knowing what to say.

As they walked through the parking lot and up the stairs to her second floor apartment she felt her pussy dripping juices. Something about him just made her so horny. She was fumbleing with her keys at the door, trying to write it off as being tired. He knew she was nervous but so was he. Finally she opened the door.

Once in the door she quickly dropped her coat and purse on the table and pulled off her shoes, dropping a good 5 inches in height. He led her over to the couch syaing she looked like she needed another massage. She found herself quickly enthralled in his world. Almost cumming from the warmth of his hands again.

 This time she didn't want to play coy afterall it was really late and she had to get up early. After about two minutes she turned and told him to undo his pants as she undid her top letting her breasts free. Again his cock just sprang right out of his pants harder than she had remembered the time before. She just sat and marveled at it's size for a few minutes stroking it gently.

She took it into her mouth again, this time vowing to give him a blowjob he wouldn't forget. She deep throated and sucked and tickled it with her tounge. Everytime she felt it starting to pulsate stopping briefly not allowing him to cum. She drug it out for about 20 minutes the whole time him tellign her how mean it was, she didn't care she was going to treat him good this time. She knew this would probably be the last time she saw him, afterall she wanted to be a good wife, she never wanted to hurt her fiance and if he stayed in the picture it would complicate things.

When she finally let him cum, it flooded her mouth, much more than the last time. She drank up every bit not wanting to let a drop go.  She loved the taste of his cum it was so salty but it tasted so sweet on her tounge. She continued to suck and lick him for another 10 minutes.

He told her he wanted to return the favor. She had other things in mind. She told him that would just make her beg for sex. He said he didn't mind. He slid a finger into her already dripping pussy. She ached for his cock and she came just thinking about it.

She started begging him to fuck her, she needed it, she wanted it, just one more time. He quickly undressed completely and pulled her legs up to his shoulders and rammed his cock in. She began a continous orgasm that seemed to never end as he was fucking her trying different positions. Things he said he had seen and wanted to do the whole time he was gone. She told him she was his to door with as he pleased.

Her legs began to feel like jello as he finally shoved her down onto her stomach from doggy and he pulled out cumming all over her legs and ass with a grunt. She felt so dirty but satisfied all at once. She noticed his cock was still hard so she decided to suck him just a little more. Mostly just teasing. As she looked over at his phone she realized it was already 230am and she had to get up at 6am.

As she told him it was time for him to go, she found herslef not wanting him to go. She had to have him go, she was engaged afterall. As he got up to leave she gave him a quick hug and led him to the door, flashing him one last smile. Locking the door with a sigh behind him because she knew she would never be able to talk to him again. He was a good lay though....

At first if felt sort of nice and warm, being filled up like that, but then it sort cramped some. But it wasn’t too bad as I used only about a half bag of water.  I rubbed my tummy squeezing the stuff around in me.  After only a couple of minutes (remember, my

husband was just down in the kitchen), I moved over the toilet, pulled the thing from my ass, and flushed myself out! Pardon the pun, but that was a rush.  I refilled the bottle with warm water and did myself again (as a rinse), and drained myself once more.

Flush, and I was all clean!!

My pussy was feeling really tender. Not tender as in sore, but tender as in sexual excitement, and with little flutters inside. I think it is sort of like when you describe your cock tingling. A nice feeling.

In the shower I shaved my legs, which was a nice erotic sensation in itself. I shaved around my pussy lips, leaving a small patch of public hair above my slit.  I soaped up my breasts and they felt very tender too, sort of like before my period, but better. Wonderful, actually. I also cleaned myself very well between my legs and around my anus.  The bath jell I use felt really slickery and good.

Afterwards, I did all the rest, makeup, lipstick and hair (thankfully, I don’t do a lot of terribly difficult things with my hair like some girls), nice white thong-type nylon panties, blue jeans, no bra, cotton tee shirt, dark blue sweatshirt (sort of bulky one that disguised my figure and didn’t give much of an indication that I was braless, white socks and a pair of beige Ugg boots. (I was saving my perfume for the car. I have a small vial in my purse, where I also stashed the KY. Incidentally, when I was in high school, I thought KY Jelly was “Kentucky” Jelly.  When I called it that with one of my girlfriends I thought she would die laughing, and that I would die of embarrassment.)

About 11AM it started to snow, but not much.  I had a few minutes to go before I had to leave for my “appointment”, which was for about Noon. The drive, in normal weather would be about half an hour from my house up to NY. Not really very far, but far enough from my husband’s jurisdiction to probably be safe.  The NJ cops don’t really know the NY cops very well, and most of the guys who live in the NY County we were going to are NYPD, in any case.

I snuck a quick look at my yahoo email and saw your sweet note. I wish I would have had the time to answer you while you were still at work, but.., I had other fish to fry, so to speak.  My husband and I left the house at the same time, he to his lodge, me to my assignation.  My cover was a hair appointment.

When I got to the motel it was still snowing lightly, and just beginning to stick. I saw my friend’s car with its NJ license plates parked in front of a door that was open a crack. I parked a few spaces away, dabbed on a bit of perfume. I felt all nervous inside.

Butterflies. I think I was feeling more like I would before we would meet you for the first time.  Not at all like I expected to feel seeing this guy again.  It had been three years, but I still would have thought the meeting would be so stressful.  But, it had all the feelings of a first date.  Anyway, I checked my lipstick and face in the rearview, and said, “Well, let’s get going,” to myself.

I cracked open the doorway; hoping it was the right room. It was, so no story there.  He was inside wearing jeans, a tee shirt with the name of some bar in Myrtle Beach, SC on it, no shoes.  His jacket and shirt were on the chair.  He smiled and turned off the TV. Rose from where he was sitting on the bed and came to me without a word.

He had a serious look on his face.  He, still not talking, shut the door and latched it.  I unzipped my coat and shrugged out of it.  Then he said, “Elaine, you are still so beautiful.”

I know I am not beautiful in the movie star way, but I blushed at the compliment anyway.   I know I am a sort of saucy lady, full of energy and often, like then, crackle with sexual energy. I thanked him as he came to me, put his hands on my hips at my waist, and kissed me.   It was a nice kiss, gentle with only a hint of tongue.  He whispered that I smell soooo good. His hands roamed over my hips, ass and rib cage and up to my breasts. He could feel them without the bra.  I am afraid I sighed because it felt so good to have has hands on me there. I felt a little weak in the knees.

My old lover is my age, 33, is tallish at just over six feet, slim, dark hair, and dark brown liquid eyes. Not a bad looking guy.  He kissed me on my neck behind my ear, in the hollow of my throat, all the while kneading my tits.  My nipples rose quickly as he massaged me.  Pulling back from the kiss, he said, “Let me undress you…”  He pulled my sweatshirt from over my head and tossed it onto the chair with our jackets.  He smiled, looking at my breasts, my nipples clearly poking through the thin cotton tee shirt, my areoles clearly visible through it.  

Perhaps I should pause here and give you, dear reader, a brief physical description of me. I’m 5’5” tall, about 120ish. Nice figure with, I am told, a nice ass. Slim legs, 34 to 36 C cup breasts, hazel eyes and auburn hair I wear about shoulder length. I keep my pussy nicely trimmed and mostly bare along my puffy cunt lips.  I don’t have much body hair anyway, so you can see my sex pretty easily.  Guys seem to focus on my groin when I’m in a pair of tight jeans or a two-piece swimming suit, so I guess my mons is pretty pronounced. So, enough of that, and back to my adventure.

He ran his hands up under my tee shirt, and cupped my breasts again, squeezing them gently, and sort of hefting them in his hands as if he was judging their weight.  He then stripped my shirt off, leaving me bare from the waist up.  He placed his hands on either side of my neck and ran them down my shoulders, down the outsides of my arms.  The feeling was nice and gave me goose bumps. His hands stopped at the top of my jeans, he unbuttoned them, and zipped them down.  I kicked off my Uggs and he then pulled my jeans down to my calves, bending over and sniffing my crotch as he did so. It was such an animal-like thing that I was almost surprised at the thrill it gave me.  I stepped from my jeans, leaving them in a puddle on the carpet. I bent over to remove my socks, and he said,  “No, leave them on for now.  Climb on the bed I want to look at you.”  I did and started to lie on my back.  “No, get on all fours and face me.”  

I did as he asked, my face toward the foot of the bed, my breasts hanging down, wearing just my panties and white socks.  He made a deep sound in his throat as he began to run his hands over me, down my back, under me to cup and rub my hanging breasts, down over my panty-clad ass, down the insides of my thighs, down my calves to my feet.  He rubbed my feet gently, which felt really good. No one, I don’t think, has ever done that to me.  

He licked the small of my back, his hands, one gripping my left breasts and his right rubbing my ass cheeks. He ran his tongue down to the elastic band on my panties, his hand moving between my legs from the rear, cupping my cunt.  “You are so hot, “ he said. “Jamie (his wife) won’t pose for me,’ he whispered more to himself than me.  He had encircled my nipple between his thumb and forefinger and was sort of tugging on it and squeezing it like he was milking me.

 

It felt so good. I felt so naughty; so nasty there on the bed on all fours with this man touching me and stroking me. But, he also didn’t seem involved with me at all, other than my body.  But that was okay, because he was making me feel my body in wonderful ways.

“Don’t move,” he said, and he moved back in front of me. I could see him looking at me as he pulled the Myrtle Beach shirt over his head.  He undid his belt, unbuttoned his Levis and pulled them down. He stepped out of them still wearing his underwear; a pair of Calvin Klein tighties. I could see the outline of his cock and his scrotum through the fabric.  He came up to me, his crotch close to my face, and ran his fingers through my hair. He pushed the lump in his underwear into my face and rubbed his member over my cheeks and nose. I could smell the faintly urine smell of him, and a denser, musk-like odor.  He pulled his shorts down to just below his ball sack, his cock sprung free and bobbed in front of me. His penis is thick and about six inches long when hard. The head was poking out from his foreskin, and looked purple-blue in the dim light from the overhead lamp.  His testicles hung down, and I could see each of them as individual ovals covered in his hairy sack. His pubic hair gleamed, curly and dark brown, a trail of finer hair rising to his bellybutton. And up and spreading lightly across his chest, his nipples dark against his pale winter skin.

He pulled the foreskin back over his helmeted cock head and stroked himself a few times, the veins on his cock bulging out.  “Kiss it, “ he ordered, pushing his penis toward my mouth.  I licked his pee slit, and opened my mouth slightly as he pushed it into my mouth. His hands ran up my cheeks and over my ears, gathering my hair up and away from my face.  I looked up at him looking down at me. I reached up with my right hand and cupped his nuts, jiggling them, feeling their weight in my palm.  He pushed his cock deeper into my mouth until he reached the back of my throat.  I could feel some of his soft pubic hairs against my nose, but he was still about an inch from being buried completely in me.  “Suck me,” he instructed. I did and he began to stroke slowly in and out of me.  I shut my eyes thinking of you. I know you would love this, and it made me feel warmer and fluttery thinking of you doing this to me. I could feel his shaft sliding over my tongue and all the little bumps and ridges culminating is the flaring, slick head of his penis.

After only a few minutes of this he pulled his cock free of my mouth, slowly pulling it out until it left me with a soft pop from the suction, a strand of saliva running from just under the tip to my lips.  The head was less blue and redder, and his entire cock gleamed in the light.  “Don’t move,” he instructed as he moved along side of me.  I could watch him in the mirror that was above the dresser facing me, as he stepped from his underwear.  His cock stood out at a rigid angle; his testicles hung heavy and full beneath as he moved to my side.  I felt his hand run under the band of my panties and he slipped them over my hips and down to my mid-thighs.  Kneeling by my hips, he bent his head over my backside.  He breathed of me deeply, and I felt his nose sliding between my globes, sniffing me and turning me on. I watched my breasts shiver as he moved his head behind me.  I could feel his right hand between my legs again, running up the inside of my thigh. He rested his left hand on the small of my back.  I felt his tongue touch my anus, and I, involuntarily jumped when its wetness touched me there.

He asked me in a wicked tone of voice, “Did you like that?” 

I could barely answer with a small, “Yes…”

I felt his fingers running between my pussy lips, the tips touching my slick insides. He bent back over me and spread my cheeks apart with one hand and began to tongue my ass.  He then slipped two fingers into my pussy and began to finger me. Slowly at first, then faster and faster, his tongue dancing on my little puckered hole and his two fingers pistoning in and out of my pussy.  I came almost at once, and I sort of collapsed onto the bed, my face on my crossed arms, my tummy on the mattress, my legs splayed apart with both my lower legs up, bent at the knee.  I could feel the tightness of my panties as they imprisoned my thighs and kept them from spreading farther apart.  My tits and ass trembled,and I felt myself shivering under my skin much like a horse does.

I sensed him pulling my panties off, and him moving between my open thighs.  I felt his fingers spreading my ass and my sex and he began to lap me. He lay fully down between my open thighs, lapping and lapping, running his fat tongue up from my clit, along my spread pink lips to the opening of my vagina.  He probed my cunt with his tongue, lapping my honey and drawing some with him up to my anus.  Once again I could hear him sniffing at me.  I don’t know what it was about that. He had never done that, to my knowledge, before, but it felt so very naughty and dirty to have him licking me all over and sniffing me like a dog.  He stuck a thumb into my pussy as far as he could while he continued to probe my anus with his mouth.

I reached my hands under me, one gripping a tit and the other sliding down to my sex. I began to rub my clit as his thumb moved in circles in my cunt, and his mouth sucked and licked wetly at my backdoor.  This was an entirely new way of sex between us. He had always been a fun, “Let’s screw” kind of lover. But this, this was basic and fundamental. It was thrilling to have someone so involved with my sex and my ass.

He rose up, kneeling between my legs, his cock head touching my cunt hole.  He pushed it into me an inch or so and sort of moved his hips in a circle, wetting the tip.  I felt his thumbs roughly spread my ass cheeks and then his cock pushing against my asshole.

“KY,” I said. Maybe I didn’t. But I thought it anyway just before he shoved his cock into my ass. His first push managed to get the head into me and my sphincter gripped his shaft just behind his bulging rim.

I must have cried out. It hurt when he first shoved into me, and I tried to pull away, sliding my hips to one side to try to free myself from his pole in reaction to the pain. “Don’t,” he commanded, his hands gripping my hips and holding me still. “Hold still,” he hissed between clinched teeth, as he began to sink his cock into my ass. I felt the tears spring to my eyes and run down the sides of my nose, as his manhood violated my ass without any lubrication.  It hurt enormously, and it burned so… But still he pushed into me. Suddenly he pulled back and then back down into me.  He did that a few times, each time lancing pain through my abdomen. Suddenly he was sliding into me freely and easily. It began to feel wonderful, and depraved at the same time, as he grunted above me—fucking my ass. 

Gathering myself, I propped myself back up on all fours as he began to fuck my ass.  He would pull himself almost free of me, then, s—l—o—w—l—y   slide himself back down my chute, and suddenly, with about a inch free, he would lunge into me, making my breasts sway and my body rock forward. I could hear the slap of his belly on my ass. I could feel my ass shake at each final push, and his balls touch my pussy as they rocked forward against my now sopping cunt.  Then he would repeat the slow slide out, in again, out, and then a violent shove, Wap!

I watched him in the mirror. All I could see was his stomach and chest as he fucked me. His eyes were shut part of the time. His hands gripped me at the waist. His chest and neck were flushed. I grunted each time he slammed home in my ass. Slap, grunt—slap, grunt—slap, grunt, an animal display.

Suddenly, he pulled out of my ass and quickly flipped me onto my back, my head hanging partway off the foot of the bed.  He grabbed my legs behind my knees and lifted them up, exposing my hungry cunt.  He placed first one then the other over his shoulder, grabbed me where my thighs meet my body and pulled me toward him, toward his engorged meat.  I leaned up slightly and could see his member, red, hard and erect, swinging between his legs while grazing my open cunt lips, his balls hanging loosely down between his thighs.  He reached between us and, taking his cock in his hand, he rubbed the head up and down my slit. I yelped each time his spongy cock head slid deliciously over my clit.  I hunched my hips repeatedly, wanting his cock in me.

He leaned down, pushing my thighs up until they touched my tits, compressing them slightly, and causing my hips to roll up. I felt his cock slip against my opening and then to push in, spreading the swollen, sensitive lips wider, wider and wider as it pushed down and down into my hot, moist, self.  I felt him slide down and down and down into me until I could feel his silky pubic hair against my clit and his heavy, cum filled balls against my still partly open anus. I sighed a long, long exhale of pleasure. He kissed me, his tongue wide and wet in my mouth.  My hips rocked against him several times in little “fuck me” motions, my hands slid down his back to his rump, I squeezed this ass cheeks, spreading them and reaching down until my fingertips touched behind his nut sack.  I pulled him tightly against me and rubbed my clit against the root of his dick urgently seeking his cum.

He rested his head between my neck and shoulder and began to pump his swollen penis into me with long sliding motions. My fluids coated his cock and he slid easily out and it, out and in. He set a languid pace and my hips responded in the age-old counterpoint to his mating.  I felt the tingling in my stomach; my nipples were on fire where they were rubbed against my pressing thighs, my anus was now covered with my sexual slime as he stroked me.  I kept my hands on his ass, tugging at him each time he reached the outstroke. With a small groan I tugged him into me again and again, feeling his heavy balls, now wet with me, coming to rest against my grasping asshole again and again. I felt him breathing against my neck each time he plowed home.

He rose up, his head above my knees as his pace picked up. “Elaine,” he said, “I have to cum… I’m going to cum.”

“Where to you want to cum?” I said, my voice raw, the tendons in my neck beginning to contract during the first wave of my orgasm. My face, neck and upper chest felt aflame.

“Your mouth, “ he said, his eyes clinched shut, “I want to cum in your mouth,” he almost yelled in a raspy voice.  I spread my legs as he rose up, pulling his organ from my cunt and gripping it tightly in one hand.  My hands went for my pussy, two fingers on one hand rubbing my clit furiously and the two from another plunging into my hot hole; my breasts compressed between my forearms.  He moved his knees up to either side of my ribcage, resting his ass on my breasts, my juices dripping from his cock and balls onto my neck.  I opened my mouth wide, my tongue a welcoming ramp for his sperm.  He bent forward, and stroked his cock furiously as he placed the head on my flattened tongue.  He came with a force that surprised me, the first jet streaking across my tongue and deep into my throat.  I choked just as he forced his dick into my open mouth. Quickly I closed my lips around his organ as it leaped and bucked like a live thing spewing white ropes of cum into my waiting mouth. 

His ass cheeks ground against my breasts, electrifying my nipples and my hands worked my cunt. Just as he tried to force his entire cock into my mouth, I came. I came with such power that I almost fainted. My stomach crunched up, my chin was pulled down by the force of the muscle pulls in my neck, my legs spasmed, and cum gushed from my now red cunt.  My body was covered with me from my belly button almost to my knees.  I felt some of his sperm back up my nose as I choked on his cock as he forced it deeper into my throat.

He pulled back and I opened my mouth,  gasping for air, his spunk covering my lips and dripping from the corners of my mouth. He knelt above me milking his bright red penis, squeezing sperm out of it into my still open mouth and onto my forehead and cheeks.  His foreskin nearly covering his now tender cock head each time he stroked down on his penis. His eyes glittered as he worked his cock, his balls still dripped my honey onto me, they hung so low now, two distinct orbs in a wrinkled pink sack covered in silky, wet hair.

I went limp, my arms falling, spread wide, to the bed. My legs fell akimbo, forming mirrored “L” shapes, my heels almost touching.  He slumped over, his penis now touching my neck, the weight of him off my breasts.

“That was unbelievable,” he said, falling onto his side, pinioning one of my arms to the mattress.

I couldn’t talk. I savored the taste of his seed. It was slippery and sweetly salty, and somewhat bitter with a musky after taste.  I sneezed some sperm from my nose. He reached over and wiped it from my upper lip.

“Yum, “ I said.

He laughed, and as our bodies began to cool, he suggested we clean up in the shower. Once in the hot water, we soaped each other being gentle with the now tender parts of our bodies, my nipples, pussy, particularly my clit, and my anus, and his penis, the tip of which caused him such pleasurable pain that he pulled it from my soapy hand when I stroked down to the end.  Anyway, we were playful, and had a nice reunion. He was more like my fuck-buddy from the old days than the man who had so erotically inspected my kneeling body and roughly violated my ass, cunt and mouth.

Afterwards we dressed, kissed a sweet peck, and he suggested that I leave first and he would follow in a few minutes.  He said that he would e-mail me the other pictures, but said there weren’t as many as there had been. He had been afraid that his wife would find them on his computer, so he had trashed most of them, keeping just a few in a file, nested in a file, nested in a file.

Grabbing my purse with the unused Kentucky Jelly inside, I went outside. There were now about two inches of snow on the ground, so I had to clean my windshield before I drove off to make my real appointment at the hairdresser.  I felt absolutely wonderful.

Maybe it was her wifely instinct, but Brent's wife Shelly never cared for Lea very much. Maybe she had caught Brent gawking at Lea’s body too many times but she was not thrilled about the present situation. Tim and Lea recently moved almost a hundred miles away, however when Tim needed surgery at a local hospital, it was only logical that Lea would stay with Brent and Shelly rather than a hotel. Lea would have had a hard time finding a hotel to take her anyway, since she never went anywhere without her dog. Shelly was even less impressed that Lea had to bring her dog with her.

 

Brent had made a conscious effort not to piss his wife off by staring at Lea as she paraded around the house. It was hard though. To Brent, not looking at Lea was as unnatural as a cat ignoring a mouse. He did try not to look, but couldn’t refuse himself a secret glance over his book, or whenever he thought his wife (or Lea) wouldn’t notice.  Brent never had any intention of ‘doing’ anything with Lea, he would never be bold enough to attempt it, but he did enjoy fantasizing about it.

Brent wasn’t sure if Lea would mind much if she knew how much she distracted him anyway. About a year ago, when she was walking in front of him at a party, Lea spun on her heel catching Brent’s eyes right where she thought they were – focused intently on her ass.  Lea grinned and waved a finger in a ‘naughty naughty’ motion but never made a scene about it.  She smiled and turned away, releasing Brent from trying to make up some excuse. Lea never mentioned it since, and had never made an effort to shield herself from Brent’s potential observations.

In the evening of Lea's third day with them, Shelly went out to a meeting as Lea prepared to go visit Tim.  Brent said goodbye to them and went to take a shower. 

As he washed his naked body he again fantasized about Lea.  He envisioned Lea coming through the door and joining him in the shower – her skin glistening with the spray of the water as he washed her. In his mind he pulled her toward him lathering her back as he felt her breasts against his chest… his hands sliding over her soft skin lubricated with soap as she leaned into him…

BANG BANG BANG! Brent heard pounding on the door

‘Brent! Are you done your shower yet?!!’ Lea called, her voice raised in concern.

‘Ummm just about….’, he called back through the door, ‘What’s the matter?’

‘The damn dog pulled down your curtains.  Shelly will freak on me if she gets home and your curtains are wrecked.’

‘Oh…ok….Give me a minute’ Brent called back as he shut the water off. ‘Let me dry off and I’ll take a look.’

Brent came out of the shower tying up his robe seeing Lea standing in the hall in an extreme state of agitation.

‘Which curtains?’ he asked gently, ‘I’m sure we can fix them – don’t worry.’

‘The ones in my room.  The damn dog was freaking at another dog outside and the whole thing came down!  Shelly is going to freak out!  I tried to get them back up, but one of the hangers is pulled out of the wall.’

‘Ok, no problem, let me have a look.’

Lea led Brent down the hallway. He couldn’t stop himself from staring at her ass as she walked in front of him. The way her hips swayed under her little sun dress was a beautiful sight and Brent found himself fantasizing about Lea for the umpteenth time of the day.

‘See!’ Lea said. ‘I was just in here changing when Goldie started to paw at the window and bark like crazy. Then everything came crashing down.’

‘I imagine that scared the pants off of you’ Brent laughed.

‘What pants?! Damn dog. I was undressed! I was getting ready to take a shower after you. Good thing there was nobody outside! I ducked behind the bed and got dressed on the floor!’

‘HA ha – really?!’

‘Yes really!’ Lea replied trying to suppress a smile.

‘Almost gave the neighbors a show did you’ Brent continued smiling broadly.

Lea grinned despite herself and began to blush.

“I’ll get some screws and a screwdriver and we’ll get it fixed right away’ Brent told her. ‘I’ll need your help though.’

‘Ok, we have to get it fixed or Shelly will make me keep Goldie outside.’

‘No problem – we’ll have it fixed in no time. Let me get some tools’ Brent said as he went back out the door.

‘Hurry Brent – We have to fix it before Shelly comes back.’

Lea was holding the end of the curtain rod when Brent returned with a screwdriver and screws.

‘I’ll just put the holder right beside where it used to be, Shelly will be none the wiser. Here, let me hold this up and you tell me when it is straight.’

As Brent reached up he felt the back of his light silk robe running up the back of his legs.  The robe was short and he could feel that his cheeks were almost poking out of the robe.

‘Umm, that looks good’ Lea said, ‘Hold it right there.’

‘Ok, can you come over here?...I’ll hold the curtain, but you’ll have to put the screws in the hanger.’

‘Ok.’  Lea picked up the screwdriver and the screws and moved beside Brent. Reaching to the limit of her arms for the hanger.

‘I can’t reach it’ she said dropping her arms, ‘just a sec.’ Lea looked around the room and her eyes fell on a footstool. Picking up the footstool she brought it over to the window.

‘Can you step back just a bit?’ she asked as she set the footstool down in front of Brent.

Brent moved back as far as he could while struggling to keep the curtain at the same height.

‘Is it still good?’ Brent asked.

‘Uh huh’ Lea answered as she checked the curtain.

Slipping under Brent's arm she stepped onto the stool in front of him.  Lea had to almost squeeze between Brent and the curtains making Brent more than well aware of her closeness.  They would not have been closer had they been dancing.  The many fantasies Brent had had of Lea were all flooding back to him now as he smelled her hair and felt the warmth of her body as she stood so near.  The vision he had been having about Lea while he showered was fresh in his mind as he considered their present position. Involuntary reaction had been common the many times he fantasized about Lea. Often when watching her move about, he felt familiar urges in his jeans and he had often relied on the strength of denim to not give him away.  He now had no such safeguard and try as he might he could not disregard Lea's closeness…

Screwdriver and screw in hand, she reached up to the bracket that was hanging from the curtain rod.

‘That’s better’ she said as she held the screw into the bracket and fitted the screwdriver into the slot. She was still needed to stretch to her arm’s limit to reach the screw. As she did Brent could see her little sundress ride up. It still covered her ass – barely. As she reached she unconsciously leaned back against Brent. He felt every square inch of her contact against him and his subconscious began to react – there was a definite stirring under his housecoat.  ‘Oh no’ he thought, ‘I could grow right out of this housecoat – Lea would be sure to notice that – gawd!… embarrassing!!!…’  Brent gritted his teeth and tried to think of … work, ….math problems,… anything but Lea's contact against his chest as she started to twist the screwdriver.

‘These are sure long screws’ Lea mentioned as she worked the screwdriver.

“Only ones I could find’ Brent answered trying to keep his voice from quavering.

He could feel sweat beginning to form on his brow as he tried to pull his pelvis back – his manhood was not behaving and he felt it growing despite efforts to control it.  In all the times he had dreamed of the chance to be this close to Lea, had he always considered that she would be a willing, eager partner.  But here she was, touching him, causing his arousal and was oblivious to what she was doing to him. Just touching him was bad enough, but as she worked the screwdriver she was rocking and twisting to gain leverage her motion against him was certainly not helping his situation.

In an effort to put more force into the screwdriver she arched her back and pushed back even harder against Brent.

That’s when he felt it.

Lea's tight wiggling bum barely clad in her light sundress brushed back against his partially erect cock.

 

It was a fleeting touch and Brent had no way to know if Lea had noticed what had happened, she seemed focused on what she was doing.

If she hadn’t noticed, great – that would save his embarrassment.

If she had noticed, she would be sure not to make the same mistake.  He might be able to get out of this, if he could keep any further arousal under control.

The brief contact had given his little head all the encouragement it needed however – Brent felt his housecoat start to tent. He was now in a state of fright that Lea would lean back again, feel his growing erection and be shocked and pissed off.

Lea continued to work the screwdriver and as Brent looked up he saw that the screw was only about halfway in. ‘Why didn’t I find shorter screws?’ he thought, unsuccessfully willing his prick to subside.

He was trying to figure a way out of the potential embarrassment, then - it happened again.

Lea was starting to tire. In an attempt to apply more pressure on the screw she had pushed herself back from the wall - and her ass squarely onto Brent's throbbing meat. 

There was no possibility that she didn’t notice this time. Brent was now so erect that she had to have felt how strong his cock was, and that it was obviously making a serious tent of his housecoat. As Brent instinctively pulled back in embarrassment.  Lea paused, only for a moment, then went back to working on the screw.

 

‘Oh gawd’ he thought ‘I’m busted.’

Brent mustered enough composure to try to dissolve the situation as best he could, ‘Ummm ….. I think that screw will hold it now’ he said as he  began to release the curtain rod.

‘Ummmm, I don’t think so….. it’s pretty heavy. I think you should keep holding it for a bit…’ Lea responded quietly as she continued to twist the screwdriver and pressed her hips back.

Again her ass came in contact with Brent's now fully engorged erection, he drew back in reflex and Lea followed – her ass lightly resting against him.  She never spoke a word as her wiggling ass rubbed lightly on the tip of his manhood a few times before it withdrew, only to come back again for a few more sensual brushes.  There was no way Brent could misconstrue this to be accidental contact. Lea was definitely teasing his cock with her ass.

Brent was stunned by his situation. He relaxed his position allowing his hips to come forward, as he did his engorged meat separated the flaps of his housecoat and he found himself now fully exposed.

Lea, still not speaking a word, shifted back once more. She paused as her ass touched Brent's now naked meat through only the light cotton of her short sundress. His cock twitched in arousal and Brent was sure he heard a low moan escape Lea.

The sundress’s loose material followed the contours on their skin as Brent's cock laid comfortably between Lea's cheeks. Brent now realized that when Lea dressed in such a hurry on the floor, she neglected to put on any underwear. He loved the sensation as his cock laid nestled between the cheeks of Lea's ass.   She had stopped twisting the screwdriver as she appeared to relish the sensation of holding Brent's meat there.

Brent's cock twitched again, half subconsciously and half intentionally. Lea's ass cheeks squeezed in response and as she again resumed the pretext of driving in the screw.  She raised herself onto her tiptoes.  As she lifted up, Brent felt the hem of her short dress passing along his erection. Shifting back, he dipped his knees until he could feel the tip of his cock ride past the barrier of the thin material.

Heat flooded Brent's whole body as he adjusted his hips forward and felt the glorious sensation of Lea's sensuous naked ass on his naked cock. A soft sigh escaped Lea as Brent's cock throbbed against her ass. The light material of Lea's sundress had seemed like tissue paper before, but once his cock was skin to skin with her ass, the increase in sensation was indescribable.

They both savored the feeling neither knowing what to say. Too afraid of breaking the moment, they continued to speak not at all. Lea perpetuated the game of ‘accidental contact’ that put them in their current position.  If she turned to face Brent, the concept of the ‘accidental contact’ would be lost.  And since neither one of them had ‘intentionally’ put themselves in the position where Brent's cock was throbbing on her ass, then it couldn’t be their fault. It was this misguided logic that had Lea begin to drive in the second screw as Brent held the curtain rod which was securely held by the first. Neither wanted to admit their carnal desires, nor did they want to stop what was happening.

As Lea pretended to focus on the second screw, Brent's cock began to leak pre-cum as he rubbed it between the cheeks of her ass.  Brent was getting more and more aroused and as much as he loved the feeling of Lea's ass he began to lust after slipping his hard cock into her wet pussy. ‘Would she let this go that far?’ he wondered.

Lea kneaded his cock with her ass for a few moments as she worked the screwdriver without attention.  Lea maneuvered her position and eased her legs apart.  At this point reason had become non-existent and their natural urges began to take control.  Without having to speak, they worked together toward their common goal. With Lea's legs spread for him they adjusted position until she felt the length of his prick lay between her legs.  Brent could feel the heat radiating from Lea.  Both the increasing warmth of her back against him, but now also the intense heat of her pussy on his cock as it nestled between her legs. 

Brent rocked his pelvis upward and slid the tip of his cock across the sensitive lips of Lea's pussy. 

‘Hhhhhaaaaa……’ escaped her as she felt his erection separate her lips and ride over her engorged clit.

Lea's over-lubricated slit glazed Brent's smooth meat as he rubbed it along her lips. She was obviously as aroused as Brent, her dilated lips were slick with her juices.  As Brent slid his member along them they cradled it between them.

Lea pressed down and back with her pelvis increasing the pressure of her slick slit on Brent's manhood. As he slid his cock slowly back and forth along her slippery lips, she rotated her hips working to swallow him inside her.   

The head of his cock penetrated her inner sanctum before he let it slide forward again slipping easily against the extended nub of her aroused clit.

‘UUuuhhhhhHHH’ Lea moaned in pleasure and frustration. She needed his cock inside her, needed his hard cock to satisfy the deep itch inside her.

Brent tickled the hard nub of her clit with the head of his prick then continued to slide his cock’s length along her leaking lips again. Once more he teased her orifice with the head of his prick - penetrating her slightly.  Again Lea tried to consume him and again he rolled forward easily out of her excessively wet crack.

Lea was too horny now for teasing. She HAD to have his cock deep inside her.

She gave up the game of putting up the curtains and let the screw driver fall to the floor. She leaned forward, bracing herself with one arm on the curtain and the window behind, her other hand reached between her legs.

Laying her fingers on Brent's cock, as he slid forward she popped the head of his cock inside her as she pushed back hard against him.

‘MMmMMMMMM  AAAAAHHHhhhhh’ she breathed, driving herself back against Brent - impaling herself on Brent's hard cock.

Lea began to rock against him - her ass squeezed hard against Brent's groin. With small thrusts she pressed him deeper inside of her wet tunnel. Between her deep thrusts, she gripped his thick meat with the slippery walls of her pussy. 

Her short pushing thrusts on Brent's throbbing cock incited Brent and he began to draw his hips back as she rocked forward, then he met her thrusts - driving his cock deep into her slippery wet vagina.

‘UUuunnhhhh, ………uh huh ….. uh huh ….. yeeEEESSSssss’ she breathed, ‘Fuck me Brent – Fuck …..UUUhhhh…Fuck me HARD!’

Brent was happy to accommodate. 

He thrust his hips ahead as she drove her ass back – his cock plowed deep inside on every thrust, Lea's ass slapping against his groin. Lea groaned in approval as Brent matched her thrusts.

He rested his hands on her either side of her waist, just over her hips. Lea felt him take a firm grip on her sides as he used the leverage to force his cock hard into her over and over. 

This was not a leisurely act of making love.  They both were at the mercy of their primal urges, they were fucking plain and simple - lustfully driving themselves to orgasm.

The sounds of their sex filled the room. The wet slapping sounds of fucking meshed with the heavy breathy moans and grunts as they drove themselves further and further toward orgasm.

Lea eased her thrusts as Brent took a firm hold on her hips and began to thrust more quickly into her.  Lea's breathing became short and quick as she became lost in the sensation of Brent's deep, hard and rapid penetration. Lea took a firm hold of the windowsill through the curtain as Brent pounded his hard rod into her over and over.

Brent could sense that Lea was close to her building orgasm.  The thought of Lea cumming on his prick caused excitement to boil up inside him as well.  He felt the erotic sensation of his orgasm approaching and knew he was past the point of return. 

‘Uuuuhh…. Uuuuhh…. Uuuuhh….Here it c-c-c-comes Lea!’ he grunted and as Lea's wet pussy began to flutter with her orgasm, Brent pumped wad after wad of his cum inside it. Squeals of excitement, arousal and pleasure escaped Lea as she came hard on Brent's pulsing cock.  She rode his ejaculating prick through one orgasm immediately into a second – she quivered and bucked against him, her pussy sucking the cum from his twitching member.

Brent held firm onto Lea's hips, as her orgasms subsided her knees and legs grew weak and Brent helped her from totally collapsing.  He held her close to himself as she rested against her arms on the curtains in front of her.  As they both regained their breath Brent's cock began to relax and withdraw from Lea's wet sensitive pussy. Finally after relaxing to half its recent size it popped from Lea, in the process releasing a dribble of his cum mixed with hers down her leg.

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Two weeks later I was standing at the altar being best man to my friend as he married his teenage bride. Directly across the room from me was Ms. Lawson standing as Maid Of Honor for the bride. I was standing in the middle of church rock hard just looking at the woman that made me be unfaithful to my loving wife. I hated her. During the ceremony she would look over at me and lick her lips and it would make my cock twitch like crazy just remembering the things those lips and that tongue had done to me under my dinner table two weeks ago. I was very relieved when the ceremony was over.

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The reception was well under way when the bridal party was called to dance together. I knew that this meant that I would have to dance with Amber. Reluctantly I walked over and extended my hand to her and she eagerly accepted. As the slow music began she leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear that she couldn’t wait to fuck me. She lightly grazed her hand across my cock and my cock rose to the occasion within seconds. She smiled as she felt my manhood pressed into her stomach. I looked at her with a stern look on my face. I was in heaven and hell again and I hated this bitch for putting me there. As the music began to die down and the applause began she leaned in close once more and told me to meet her outside in five minutes and walked off of the dance floor along with everyone else.

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I walked over to my wife and explained to her that I needed to get to the restroom quickly, giving her some bullshit story about my stomach being upset. She offered me something for my stomach but I refused, telling her that I just needed some time in the mens room and I would be fine. She kissed me on the cheek and I left. I walked in the direction of the restroom and turned the corner that led outside. There she was waiting outside all alone. I walked up to her and she told me to follow her. As much as I did not want to do this my dick was doing all of the thinking for me and I followed behind her like a puppy. I walked behind her watching her plump ass switch from side to side in front of me. She knew I was watching and put on one hell of a show. I was so horny watching her I’m surprised I wasn’t drooling.

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She crossed the street in front of the reception hall that led to the small park on the property. I followed her down a tiny path which led to a thicket of trees that enclosed us as though we were in a very thick forest. When she was sure we could not be seen she turned to me and smiled. She raised her dress slightly allowing me to see that she was wearing no underwear. Her hand slid down to the small dark bush that covered her pussy. She slid her finger between her pussy lips and then placed them on my lips beckoning me to open up. I parted my lips and she shoved her fingers between them forcing me to taste her pussy juices. I tried to resist but the taste was so good that I licked her finger clean.

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I kneeled down in the grass and pulled her to me. I raised her right leg and threw it over my left shoulder. I did the same with her left leg over my right shoulder. I grabbed her ass and stood up with her pussy less than two inches from my face. Her musky scent so tantalizing I could feel the pre-cum wetting my pants. Without another second I pushed her ass forcing her cunt into my mouth. I ate her delicious pussy like a fiend. She moaned and groaned as I lavished her clit with an exquisite tongue bath.

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She tried to scoot closer to my face as I brought her to the brink of orgasm over and over again, but she was already as close as she could get. I suckled her little nub and just as she was about to release her juices into my mouth I would slack off making her beg me for more. She would hump my face trying to get me to make her cum but I would only give in to her when I felt ready to. Each time I brought her to the brink she would beg me, “please, please… don’t stop…” “Don’t stop what?” I would ask her demanding she tell me what she wanted. “Lap this pussy like a dog you bastard!” she would scream, “Make me cum!”

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As she was suspended in air on my shoulders with her pussy in my face while I devoured it, I suckled her clit into my mouth one last time and began to move my tongue over her clit at the speed of light. She cried out as she locked her legs around my neck. She gripped my head and began to buck on my face fucking my tongue and nose. I continued moving my tongue over her clit like a vibrator until she leaned her head back, tightened her thighs around my neck almost suffocating me and screamed out into the night as the first of a cluster of orgasms rocked her body. She began to squirt her juices all over my face and I lapped up what I could like a dog but it was too much to swallow it all. Â Her stiffened body convulsed as she continued to release her juices. This turned me on so much that my dick was ready to burst. Before her orgasms ended I placed her on the ground and forced her onto all fours. I got down behind her and rammed my dick into her still orgasming pussy.

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She screamed, “EEEEYYYYEEEESSSSSSSSS, YYYYEEESSSSSSSS YYYEEEESSSSSSSSS, YYYEEESSSSSSSSSSS! I plunged deeper and deeper with every thrust as she continued to orgasm. Suddenly I felt the hot boiling cum to fill my balls. I groaned out almost in pain. I wanted to cum so bad it hurt. Deeper and deeper I thrust into her. The cum filled my shaft making it swell as I tried to force my cock through her cervix and into her womb. She pushed back onto my dick matching me thrust for thrust. She screamed at me, “How does this immoral pussy feel? Cum in my pussy! Gimme all of your wife’s cum!!!” Her words made me more and more angry but I could not stop, her pussy was too good. She continued to yell… “I want your wife’s cum you bastard. Fill my cunt with another womans cum… mmmm good dick Daddy.” I was fucking her so hard that she was beginning to wimper but I didn’t give a fuck. I hated her and loved fucking her at the same time. “Fill my pussy with the cum that belongs to your wife NOW you cheating bastard!” As soon as those words escaped her lips I felt the cum shoot out of my balls, rocket through my shaft into the head of my cock where it spurt forth out of my pulsating dick into her pussy. “Take my wifes cum you bitch” I grunted out. “I hate you, you filthy slut home wrecker.” I could hear myself growling and groaning as I thrust one last time gripping her waist to hold her still while I released into her pussy.

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I shot out load after load of cum into her juicy pussy until I could no longer breathe. I could feel the cum that only belonged in my wife’s pussy begin to ooze past my dick and out of her pussy. I held her in position refusing to let her go even after my dick softened inside of her pussy. When I was no longer angry I shoved her forward making my dick plop out of her pussy. I shoved so hard, she fell to the ground. I got up removed the handkerchief from my pocket and wiped my face and then my dick. I zipped my pants and threw the hanky on the ground with her and walked off heading back to the hall. I made a beeline for the mens room where I washed my face and hands. I walked over to the table where my wife was and planted a kiss on her lips letting her get a taste of Ambers pussy unbeknownst to her. She smiled lovingly up at me and told me she loved me and asked me if I was ok. Just then Amber walked into the hall looking well fucked and my dick became hard again. I was addicted to this little home wrecker and there was nothing I could do about it. I couldn’t wait to fuck her again…

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