It’s been a while since I wrote the first on of these – you can find it here:
(Note: This is a continuation from the end of the last story.)
We were on the couch with me sitting in the middle and Shelley was still bent over the padded arm at the end, which seems awkward in retrospect but at the time I think she just didn’t want to move. She had her head in my lap and she had started licking and sucking me and making little moans as she did and eventually she shifted and moved to kneel in front of me and started sucking and using her hand and moaning more as I got hard again. She started doing this thing where she would rub her face against me before taking me into her mouth and I put my hand in her hair and started telling her how good it felt and she looked up at me and asked me if she was a good girl.
Of course I told her that she was a very good girl and she kind of shuddered and then took me all the way down her throat and used her hand to press my hand on top of her head. She started gagging a little but I held her there a minute longer – it felt amazing to have her throat trying to close around me and I felt that this was what she wanted. When I let her go she pulled off me and gasped and laid her head on my leg while she stroked me. After she recovered she started talking to me while she kept stroking me.
She told me a lot about how things were going with her husband. I’m sure it was the same things that most say in those situations, but at the time I found it very believable. I think that I realized in there somewhere that she was still with him and not separated (like she told me she was), but I was already down the rabbit hole at that point. And in between she would take me down her throat again and each time I would hold her head down while she gagged on me.
Finally I pulled her up and she straddled me and got me inside her again. Shelley was a slender girl with long legs and small breasts. To me she had that coltish look that some girls have when they are in their teens. She was completely pale and had dirty blonde hair and ice blue eyes. She liked to either arch her back when she was on top of me like that or else lean forward and bite my shoulder. it took her a minute to get me all the way into her again, but she was determined. pushing down and moaning the whole time until she had all of me. I could feel her clenching around me as she did and I knew she was close already.
She was completely wild at this point and started slamming down on me and talking dirty again – mostly about how good my cock felt inside her. I started talking dirty too at that point, telling her that she belonged to me now which made her moan and go faster and so I started saying more things like that. How I owned her pussy now and how she was my slut. Nothing too crazy and I was seeing that she liked it so I kept on escalating. I reached up to pinch her nipple and told her to be my good girl and cum for me. And she did. It felt like I pulled it from her and she completely lost control, moaning and shaking.
I ended up still inside her while she collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her as she gasped and trembled and recovered and then she started kissing me – little kisses all over my face and neck. She had soaked me and the couch under me but I didn’t care. She felt so hot and wet it was amazing. And she started squeezing me inside her and rotating her hips just a little. It was like she couldn’t stop. She was still trembly and sweaty and yet she had to keep going. She was making moaning sounds deep in her chest – kind of an ‘Ugh Ugh Ugh’ sound was all she could manage and her voice was hoarse even with that.
She felt me getting close – getting bigger inside her and she made this little growl of triumph and started really moving her hips again. And when I came inside her she collapsed on me again, this time done for a while.
We spent a little time there with me inside her, talking about what had happened, talking about her situation, and talking about what this was. An affair. Of course by then it was too late for me – I was inside her and more than that I was feeling that protective kind of feeling you get with some girls. So yeah, I wasn’t having any real second thoughts. Eventually the talk turned to things we liked sexually and she told me that she was open to doing anything with me. She said ‘anything’ again to make sure to stress it. And then she told me what she liked and what she fantasized about.
Looking back, I’m not completely sure if all of what she told me was what she really liked or if she was telling me what she thought I would want to hear. But she never showed any hesitation on trying anything. And one thing she told me I knew she liked – and we explored a lot. She wanted to be owned and controlled, tied and taken, used for my pleasure. She wanted to be my good girl. We talked a lot about what that meant to her and how far she wanted to explore that. She basically told me that she didn’t have any limits there except for anything permanent.
About that point I finally slipped out of her and after moaning at the loss she asked me if I wanted her to clean me up. This was another thing she always did – she loved to clean me with her mouth after I had cum in her. It only took a nod from me and she was back on her knees licking and sucking me, and she moaned happily when I called her my good girl.
We both knew that she had to go home soon and that she would need a shower before that. So of course we decided to shower together. After some playfulness and giggling while washing each other, we started kissing and touching again. it was one of those times where I felt like I was in a kind of perpetual arousal and it didn’t take a lot to get me hard again (although it did take something because it was my third time). Her hands were very skilled, however. She had a thing she did with her thumb and the head of my cock that felt really good.
We ended up with me behind her soaping her all over while she pushed her small butt back at me. Which led to me taking her like that, her with her hands on the tile and leaning over while I entered her from behind. This was a hard fuck – or at least as hard as it could be in the shower. She kept moaning for me to fuck her and I took that to mean fuck her harder. I pulled her hair and slapped her ass and reached around her to pinch her nipple. All of which she loved.
We came together that time, or at least her cumming and squeezing me triggered my own orgasm. I still remember her all slender and pale and wet there in the shower. She was amazing.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7i0cgf/an_unexpected_affair_part_2_mf_cheating