I didn't even hesitate; I reached down and guided that cock I had begged for into my burning pussy. I started riding him like a galloping horse, breathing heavily and making grunting noises while I fucked him hard. The obscene slurping sound my pussy made around his cock as I fucked him could be heard plainly in my bedroom where my husband was. Oh, yeah, buddy. You sure better be horny now!
I lost count of the times I came. It seems that I had an orgasm every time I rammed down on his cock. I lost all since of time, I don't know if I rode him like this for a minute or an hour. He finally came, and his load was every bit as large as his first one. I felt his cock pulsing deep inside me; I felt his hot semen filling me up as I kept pumping up and down on him. My pussy was slick with his cum as I finally lay down on his chest, his cock still inside me. I could feel rivulets of cum streaming down my pussy lips and down my legs.
I think I slept like this for a little while. When I awoke, he was still awake, watching me. I tried to smile, but I kept thinking about what I had just done. The taste of his cum was still strong in my mouth, and I could feel his cum getting sticky on my legs and deep in my pussy. I kept thinking about how I had been the one to come to HIS door, in HIS bed and had BEGGED him to fuck me. I started crying thinking about how I had betrayed my husband, and I knew I still had to face him. Neither of us said a word as I got up and quietly left his room, this time closing the door behind me.
I crept silently back into our bedroom, hoping Hubby was asleep. He wasn't. I started crying again as I sat on our bed, hanging my head in shame, and the sobs shaking our bed really badly. I kept thinking about my wedding vows, proud of the fact that I had given this man my virginity. I couldn't believe I had just done this terrible sin.
"Honey, what is wrong", he asked as he got up and tried to hug me. I wouldn't let him; I couldn't even look him in the eye I was so embarrassed and confused. I tried to tell him the emotions I was feeling as I continued to cry. I felt so ashamed, I couldn't even answer him. I just sat there and felt the hot tears rolling down my cheeks. He finally started talking.
"Honey, I put you up to this. Sex is sex. You wanted it this way, you got it this way, and I love you very much. You are a very brave woman to know what you want and then go get it. Please enjoy this evening and don't worry about that church upbringing of yours. You have wanted to do something like this for a long time, and I am very proud of you for having the guts to do it," he said.
I smiled at him, and finally hugged him knowing that he really loved me and cared for me. I wish I could say that we had wild sex for the remainder of the evening, but I was all sexed out. I did show him the dried cum on my pussy and how swollen it still was, but I promised I would make it up to him later if we could just go to sleep with him holding me. I needed to feel his arms around me and his body close to mine.
I awoke the next morning feeling like hell. I hurt everywhere. My nipples had little spots of blood on them where the nipple rings had been pulled so hard. My pussy felt like it had been mutilated, it was so sore I could barely walk. My jaws were sore and my tongue had a blister. I think that is the first time I have ever sucked cock so hard I had a blister on my tongue!
When we took Kevin back to the hotel, no one mentioned the evening before. He was very nice and complimented us on the lovely barbeque and a wonderful evening. He thanked us profusely for our hospitality, and Hubby even mentioned that the next time he was in town, maybe we could get together again. Just for a little bit, I thought that it had all been a dream, it could not possibly have happened at all. That is, until Kevin shook Hubby's hand and gave me a slight hug. As I leaned into him, he whispered in my ear that I was the best fuck he had had in a while, and how much he enjoyed it. I turned beet red with embarrassment, but managed to stammer a thank you. He reached up and gently pulled one of my nipple rings, right in front of my husband. I came again, right there.
"Before I forget, there is going to be some training for the new software in a few weeks, maybe I will see you in Ann Arbor", he said as he started to turn and leave.
"We will see", I said, as Hubby grinned uncontrollably...
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Very nice
I love it especially the first part with the lady becoming hornier step by step. The pierces nipples show-off description is a little masterpiece
so "sex is sex", he he is proud that she went of it
That has to be the stupidest logic in the world, only immature loners would use that kind of logic.
The whole story is so flawed with brain dead thinking that the story truly deserves a zero.
But according to this story hubby is happy that wife will be sleeping no fucking around.more...
Very hot
I was almost expecting Chad to be the lucky guy, but it was Kevin.
Is there a follow up where her husband reclaims tam the next night?
I guess I have to go back and read the rest of tam's work, she whet my interest by mentioning the earlier escapades.more...
Gave it 5stars.
I thought it was well written and interesting. All you gutless asses that want to stay anonymous and talk trash about it and put it down, stay away and read something else.
Well, we have the likes....
....and we have the dislikes.
I am one of the latter.
Why? Because unlike erotikos, who fairly glowed over it (sounded like she came from the reading), I found the writing to be full of problems both in grammar and spelling. Less common were problems with sentence structure, but then this is not a class in writing and grammar (although you need to take one!).
Two things became increasingly annoying as the story progressed:
1. You apparently don't know the difference between breath (breth) and breathe (breethe), because you misused it very consistently.
2. And fell vs feel had to be a typing error, but it shows up far too often, adding to the general irritability of the piece.
Finally, I found the idea pretty hot, but a little overworked and repetitive. "This was the man I gave my virginity to, and I was proud of that, but now..." Or words to that effect showed up 5 or 6 times. We got it after two....move on!
Finally, you overdid the attempt at contrast between her former conservative self and her now wide-open whore self...well before she fucked the arrogant guest (and that was somehow OK, because he was such a jerk, or something... I guess....I dunno). The thought processes are all scattered and cyclical, the justifications very shallow.
Next time, please put more effort into editing and try to outline your stories in a more linear fashion. Adding length by restating thoughts already well expressed is a mistake that will get you lower scores, even if no one can tell you what bothered them.
And the basic storyline is really pretty worked over. I suppose mimicry is the sincerest form of flattery, but don't you think a new idea might have some merit? Oh, and she's so reluctant, then she's all excited about fucking her boss, then she's super sad and guilty after, then when hubby says it's fine and he's proud of her, she's all sunshine and happy times again.....like a 3 year old that dropped her lolly, then gets a biscuit to replace it and is fully happy again. I get how guilt works....I don't get how your lead character is so...uninvested in her supposedly long held morays. Either she was ready, or she went after it too soon and would need to grieve for awhile. Her emotional transitions were simply too abrupt for a mature adult.
And hubby is a complete moron. Please try to write characters that have more depth than the paperboy.more...
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