Second [F] BBC Experience

I could not have imagined the satisfaction that our afternoon interlude had given me (see First [F] BBC Experience) and the sheer craving it created. I could not wait for our meeting after dinner.

Brett and I did the good worker thing, went out to dinner with our respective colleagues but had committed to each other that by 8:00pm come hell or high water, we would do what it took to politely be excused from our work/social obligations.

I showed up to Brett’s room about 10 minutes early just as schoolgirlish as it gets. My anticipation was causing me to almost pace. Finally when I heard the door handle being rustled, a silent YES echoed in my head. Brett stepped in the room and quick chit chat began.

As he removed his jacket and tie, a positioned myself to literally jump into his arms and began deep kissing. Such a large man holding me felt exquisite.

Brett set me down and gazed at me, complimenting me from head to toe. My response was it is all for him tonight. At that point he began to slowly undress me. I played the nervous love tart to the hilt, my heart rate had accelerated my breathing was getting heavier, I whimpered or moaned as each article of clothing was removed. I was standing in front of Brett quivering with only my thigh high stockings, no panties this time and my bra. My pussy was so wet. He reached around me, unclasping my bra, releasing my breast. My breathing is at now heavy. Brett looked me up and down as he was quickly ripping off his clothes. He stood naked in front of me and pulled me to him, pinning cock against my body, took me by the face and kissing me deeply. My head was spinning.

Brett picked me up and plopped me on the bed, he grabbed one ankle and dragged me to the edge of the bed opening up my thighs. The feeling of being exposed and vulnerable was electrifying.

He quickly stepped in between my thighs and I was scared Brett just wanted to enter me. I frantically asked him to wait. In my head I was not ready for penetration not ever having taken a cock that size.

Brett laugh and said you don’t get it that quickly and place the base of his erected penis right between my already wet and swollen pussy lips. He worked his hips ever so gently. I could feel his balls slightly bumping my ass. Brett leaned forward, kissing on my breasts and nipples, moving to my neck, then my mouth and back down, all the while his shaft was slowing sliding up and down between my pussy lips, coating the underside of his shaft with my slippery love juices that were in full production. Brett pulled back and moved to the side of the bed, offering me his cock, I eagerly grab his shaft and begin licking his head, taking his tip in my mouth deeper and deeper with each lap around his head.
Brett took my arm and helped me to a sitting position where he took his slick cock and put it between my breasts and start to titty fuck me. I bent my head down so on his upward thrusts his cock would end up in my mouth. After stroking his cock with my hands, mouth and tits; Brett push me back lying on the bed.

My legs were open and waiting. With his fingers me parted my pussy lips, moaning how delicious my pussy looked. Then pulled back the hood of my clit and with other hand began to kind of stroke the top ridge making my clit almost stand up. His hands go exploring all over my body, his mouth follows suit, from my ankles to my inner thighs, rolled over, up and down my spine, my lower back, all the while my pussy is screaming PLEASE GIVE ME PUSSY SOME ATTENTION!!!
Finally he makes his way back between my thighs, staring at my swollen, wet, hungry lady parts. My eyes were pinched tight as I concentrated, almost trying to will him to lick my pussy, my hips were quietly thrusting. I had become an achy woman that was in NEED, BIG!

Brett circled my clit, ran his tongue across my perineum before sliding his tongue deep into my into my pussy. His burrowing tongue was working my love hole as if he was extracting my love honey. His tongue returned to teasing my clit, first with gentle flicking, to out right sucking on, back to inserting his tongue. His pattern continued, working on my clit and tonguing my hole. Then he placed his tongue directly on my anus and it shot a jolt through me. He swirled his tongue on my ass, giving it more attention than it has ever had, leaving me gasping. His thick finger applied pressure to my ass, just slightly penetrating while Brett return to my clit with a steady rhythm. As he sucked and licked my clit, he inserted two fingers, curling them to tap my g-spot. The temperature is rising. I am now on my way to climaxing. Brett could tell by the steady pace of my hips fucking his fingers and ensuring my clit is getting the love it needs. As my tempo increased, so did the continued pattern on my clit, then he added a finger to my ass. Now his finger is penetrating my ass, his two fingers are tapping my g-spot and his tongue is circling and flicking my clit like a musical instrument. Coming was happening, my bronco like thrusting began grinding his face and fucking his fingers as hard as I could.

Brett was smiling devilishly. I was quaking. He pinched my nipples. I looked him straight in the eyes and told him I wanted him. But I need his patience. Brett smiled and reassured me, it was all about me!

He stood up from his kneeling position, dragged me closer to the edge of the bed and began rubbing the head of his cock back and forth, up and down the length of my slippery pussy.

I was still in after shock from the orgasm and my cunt was still achy and wanted to be filled. I could feel my heart beat in my pussy.

I wrapped my thighs as tight as I could around his hips so I could stay in charge to control the penetration.
As I felt the head of his cock at my pussy’s opening, I began to rock on the head, feeling it slow entering me, then the head slid in I paused feeling its girth, I slowly continued taking a little more in then pausing. The thickness of his cock had me concentrating as his cock stretched my hole. My pussy felt like it was slowly sucking his cock deeper in me. With each new depth, I would pause and rock gently back and forth until the craving to take more, then the swallowing process would takeover. My vagina wanted his cock and it was so fulfilling, I felt lost in pleasure. Brett was so wonderful being this patient. I was still too intimidated to initial a full on stroking yet, I felt like I was on an edge of loosing my breathe and craving more.
After slowly taking his full cock inch at a time, Brett leaned forward and pushed his pelvic bone smashed up against my clit and began to rock back and forth with very little actual cock thrusting. It was heavenly. Soon the slow rocking picked up pace, never disconnecting from my clit and at the same time only thrusting in small increments.
This pattern caused me to grunt out loud, now my legs are wide open and Im embracing all his had to offer and now I’ve got his hips controlling the tempo and I’m actively grinding my clit on his pubic bone. His thrusts become harder, still not stroking but definitely FUCKING ME. Again the wave of an oncoming orgasm is taking over and I feverishly grind him until I’m bucking on his cock like an animal, Brett grabs a hold of me and starts thrusting his cock in me like a machine. I’m now yelling everything that comes to mind like “Oh Yea!” “Fuck Me” I rolled my legs back toward my crest to allow him to plunge his cock deep in me and over and over. Thankfully he slows down and this allows me to catch my breath, I’m drenched in sweat, his and mine.

Brett changes up the pace, entering me half way and rocking, to sliding his cock deep in me and grinding, then only the head in and out but he does make his way back to an all out tempo of hard fucking which had my head spinning so hard, I had no idea I wanted to be fucked this hard….I WAS LOVING IT. His pace steadied and I could feel his cock growing inside me and the stroking increased, then it reach a fanatical pace and I felt transported and with a final deep thrust …..I felt his cock burst and ejaculate deep in me with strong pulsating gushes.
Brett slowed way down but still continued to slid his cock in and out of me. I felt come running out of my pussy and dripping down my asshole. His cock felt like there was a layer of teflon coating his cock and this made for an interesting and exciting new dimension. My gap was stretched open and his cock slid in and out with an usual amount of ease…this aroused me! Another orgasm was possible. So I continued to moan and using my legs, I showed Brett I wasn’t done.
Brett was smiling so big I could tell, he knew I still needed him. I began to work my clit myself since we had caught our breath.

Brett’s driving of his cock was still on, I enthusiastically giggled my clit, his cock was still probing me, pulling out and jamming it in, stroke stroke stroke, pull out and jam it back in, then stroke stroke stroke….this pattern lead me to clapsing Brett with my thighs and driving his cock the way I wanted while I took care of my clit and within minutes I had peaked again with the same type of bucking but with less energy. I was exhausted. Brett pulled out and collapsed beside me on the bed. We laughed and acted silly. My pussy could tell it had a good work out!

But it all went wrong when his phone vibrated and he glanced at it. Brett jumped up in a panic and said be quiet, its my wife and I was suppose to call her two hours ago. Brett went into the bathroom, where I could hear them arguing as he lied and lied. The magic was sucked out of the room that smelt of sex and joy just minutes earlier. I felt like shit, my reality hit me hard as well. I gathered my things and left without saying good bye. Not that I wanted to, he changed from my mystical loverman and transformer of my spirited to just another cheating husband that wanted to get laid while out of town. I was no better. I loved my night with Brett, I recreate it from time to time to masturbate to (and boy are they good sessions) but we have not spoken to each other since. I did leave my husband, found refuge in my best friend’s comfort, needed up falling in love with my best friend and we made it official last summer. This writing is for him! The best!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6394o5/second_f_bbc_experience

1 comment

  1. Great writing! Didn’t expect the guilty feelings at the end, but it underlined the reality of your story. I hope you write more.

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