Apple on a String

It was strange to think of an apple on a string, its pendular arch marking time with an audible swoosh. It bounced off faces as people tried to bite it, mocking as it bounced. Suddenly, I understood the fall, the moment of pure distraction when my sin became inevitable.

We met before secretly, in short, desperate moments where she could pull away from her husband. Once we slipped into a closet, where I pressed her against the wall, grinding my erection over her thigh. My hand slipped under her dress, and finding she wore no panties, my fingers immediately found her, slipping between her warm wet lips. She moaned as I slipped my wet fingers from her and massaged her clit in unison with the grinding of my hard cock on her thigh. I watched her face change as she gave into the sensation and came, soaking my fingers in her juices. Before we could do any more, she slipped away returning to her room and her husband.

Later, when we could meet again, she talked of a plan, a way to escape her husband for good. She needed my help, and in urgent whispers we scheduled a meeting during the party I was helping to prepare. She explained how important the timing was, how everything could backfire if the timing wasn't perfect. Together we agreed on the plan and then she silently kneeled down, and slowly unzipped my pants. I felt my cock quickly grow in anticipation.

She carefully work my erection out around my shorts immediately taking the head into her mouth with a fast sucking motion. I thought I would explode there right away, but I regained my composure as she released me from her mouth and slid her tongue down the length of my shaft, settling on my balls, Once again I felt the magnificent suction of her lips as she took one and then the next into her mouth, working her tongue around each orb.

I stood, with my back against the wall, my legs spread wide and arched my back, pressing my hips forward. She took my cock in her mouth again, stroking its length with a firm grip. The combination of the rough handling of her hand and the gentle slurp of her mouth nearly made me dizzy as I gasped for breath. I felt the pressure building inside me as she continued, increasing the intensity of the sucking and the stroking. I could hear wet slurping sounds coming from her mouth combined with a loud slapping as her fist wacked against the hilt of my cock.

"My balls, grab my balls too," I pleaded.

She rewarded me as she took her other hand and clasped both balls. As she worked my cock, she ever so slowly began to squeeze my balls. I felt the pleasure and pain well up in the root of me building like a sparkling light, multi-colored flashes circled me as I felt a touch of drool fall from my chin. I watched it splash on her shoulder as I splashed into her mouth in white hot spurts of come.

She took it all, holding me in her mouth, sucking lightly as she milked the last bit of sperm from my softening cock. She greedily swallowed it all, then stood up, stared directly into my eyes and whispered, "Until later." She quickly and silently slipped out the door and back into her other life, her life we were about to change. It would all happen at the party.

Throughout the party, she swung from one end of the room to the other, always in motion. As she glided, our eyes met, again and again and by the time she paused facing me, our plan was ready. We planned to meet at midnight. She told me of a quiet place, and then slipped away, curving across the room.

As the hour approached, I stepped outside and crept to the pool house. I stumbled a bit as I entered the dark room. I bent down and picked up what appeared to be a heavy bookend. I set it aside and felt a squish beneath my feet and before I could figure out what it was, I heard a voice.

"Right this way officer, I heard a noise." She sounded afraid.

Before I could move, the light flashed on and I saw her standing at the door with three police officers. I stood next to the body . . .

An apple on a string, the image was so clear as I felt the rope tightening at my neck. The clock ticked away to midnight and I remembered her mocking smile as the floor fell away with an audible swoosh.