[M]y [F]irst time with the wonderful slut I fell for (cheating) (long)

I have lurked here for a really long time and finally felt I needed to add some content of my own. Skip down to the asterisks (*****) if you want to get to the good stuff.

I think I am a regular guy, which most women have described as “handsome” (not hot, or hunky, or anything like that). Slim build, 5′-9″ tall, and fairly knowledgeable/intelligent. I worked for years in an architecture firm where there were few women, and the ones that were employed there left the imagination lacking for excitement. Then they hired an Angel (at least I called her Angel). She was beautiful, but what a lot of guys would consider overweight. I prefer the female form to have curves so I took notice. Angel was close to 10 years younger than me, about 5′-4″ with huge tits, which she admitted she already had reduced with surgery. A little too concerned with appearances, so she always wore nice, new, designer clothes. As a guy, that was not a big deal, except she wore amazing fuck-me-pumps almost every day. She was half Mexican so she had incredible skin that was always tan, with long, dark hair and dark eyes. Always flirtatious, but in a funny, brush-it-off type of manner that ended with her laughing. She was married, as I was, so we started with just a professional relationship. I was an architect and she was an administrative assistant. We had little direct contact together for months as I gave her small assignments and she completed them. Most of our contact was by email, but I loved to find an excuse to go to her desk to see what shirt she was wearing. With her huge tits it seemed like no matter what she wore she showed cleavage and I had trouble keeping my eyes off her.

Then one day we were assigned to the same project and we had to work directly with one another much more closely. At that point she had been on some sort of weight control medicine and had lost a lot of weight. Her figure was already incredible but now she had an hourglass shape that pornstars would kill to get. We spent a lot of time together, during work, and at lunch. We became best friends with us sharing every part of our lives, and me pining for her physically. She confessed that her husband never touched her so she had cheated on him before, and she really missed being eaten out. I admitted that my wife was a psycho-bitch from hell, that made my home-life miserable, which had also led me to cheat on her, and that I craved eating pussy. She did not get the hint…

The problem was, she did not see me in a sexual way since we worked together, and she thought she was undesirable due to her weight. One day though, I had a few drinks at lunch with a bunch of people, and I rode back to the office in her car, just the two of us. I told her I would blame it on the alcohol if anyone asked, but if she wanted, I would do that “thing” her husband didn’t do, anytime she wanted. She suddenly became very quiet, so I thought I had fucked everything up (and possibly going to get sued for sexual harassment). Everything the rest of the day was business as usual and she left for vacation with her husband the following day. I felt she was not going to take me up on my offer, but neither was she going to sue me (so I hoped).

Then the messaging started. We both used an online messaging program for work but with our personal email logins rather than business (our firm was behind the times). When she was on vacation she messaged me through the app confessing she did not think I was attracted to her and that she had been thinking about my offer non-stop. I was cautious at first, thinking she might be playing me, but the messages got much more explicit. Most days she was gone on vacation I sat at my desk with a constant stiff dick because of all the things we typed to one another. Many times I ended up with a wet spot on my pants from pre-cum because her dirty talk was so incredibly hot! I do not know how much work I actually got done that week. Many times I had to jump up and meet with someone with one hand in my pocket to hold down my erection keeping it from poking through my fly.

The night before Angel came back to work she asked me to describe my cock. These days guys will send a dick pic way too soon and I knew to wait until a woman asked – keep her waiting until she really wants to see it. I told her honestly that I am circumcised, about 6-7 inches, above average girth, and a slight bend downward. Then she asked me for a pic. I told her if I sent her a pic she had to agree to one of the following: send a nude pic back, or she would have to feel what was in the pic inside her the next day. My Angel agreed to my terms so I snapped a shot and sent it to her. A few seconds later I received “Nice, I cannot wait until tomorrow.” I waited and no pic came back so just to clarify I asked, “You know if you don’t send me a nude pic, you are saying you are going to feel it inside you, right?” She replied, “I know, ;)”

After that I could not keep my mind off the following day. I do not know if I slept much at all that night and I jerked off a couple big loads just thinking about the possibility. The next day the workday was luckily busy, and we only saw each other in passing. When the end of the day came near a close I started messaging her about leaving work. We agreed to leave at the same time and met in the lobby. We made casual conversation waiting on the elevator, but once we were in the elevator and alone, I pushed her against the wall and kissed her, hard. She told me later she actually saw stars. Luckily the elevator was slow so we could enjoy each others mouths for a bit. Once we got to the bottom floor we were separated and looking like nothing had happened.

We made it out to our cars and said goodbye. then drove a couple blocks away into a small, dark parking lot surrounded by tall shrubs and blank building faces. No one was around so we could have privacy. She wanted to sit in the backseat of her Infiniti G35 to “talk” so I jumped in with her.

***** The good stuff

As soon as we were both in the backseat of the car we were all over each other. Making out, feeling each other through our clothes. I was wearing a shirt, tie, and vest, so she ended up sitting on my lap, grinding on my obviously hard cock through our pants. She was in jeans and low cut sweater. It was November so we had both already shed our coats. We kissed passionately and I pawed at her amazing chest and that perfect ass. She did not help at all, but basically let me do what I wanted (turns out she was a submissive, which I loved). I pulled her shirt down to expose her cleavage. I lapped and kissed those amazing mounds, further and further until her bra could not contain them anymore. I pulled them out and her nipples were amazing. Dark, big, perfectly round areolas with large, stiff nips to match. I lost myself in those soft, succulent handfuls of pleasure, making her moan and gasp as I licked and bit with more and more abandon.

Angel asked if she could feel my cock. I of course said yes and we joined together to undo my fly. My cock finally got free from its cloth prison and stood fully erect. She stayed pressed against me and just stroked me with one hand, grinding against my leg while I continued to suckle her amazing tits. We started to kiss again and she felt the precum drooling out of my cock, rubbing it all over the head and shaft. She pulled away to put her fingers to her mouth to taste me. She moaned as her fingers hit her tongue and pushed her hot crotch harder into me, shivering. Then she asked, “Can I just feel the tip? Inside me?”

I told her, “well, you owe me that since you didn’t send a picture last night,” and smiled slyly at her. She unbuttoned my pants and pulled them and my boxers down to my ankles. Before I knew it she was out of her shoes, jeans, and thong, so fast I barely had a chance to see her cleanly shaved pussy. Just as quickly she had her hand on my cock guiding it inside her. There are some moments in life you will never forget, and this was one for me. Feeling my hardness slide into her perfectly tight, wet, slit felt better than any other sexual experience in my life, even when I lost my virginity. For me it was eight years ago, but I can remember it like it just happened. I asked if we needed protection (I was prepared) but she said she didn’t.

My Angel slowly slid herself down on me, taking in the head, then the shaft. Stretching her tight pussy with each inch she took in. Originally she asked to “feel the tip” but it was obvious she wanted more than that. With her hands on my shoulders and mine on her hips, I watched her face, with her eyes closed, looking up at the ceiling of the car, gasping every few seconds as she allowed more and more of my cock inside her hot, twitching cunt. She did not look back down until her wetness held all of my manhood, fully against my balls. I felt her grind down as far as she could until she knew all of me was inside her. Then she looked down and kissed me, hard, like she had no control over her own actions. Her hips ground into me, bouncing occasionally, biting my lip. Soon there was more bouncing with less grinding and her arms gripped me harder and harder. As she got faster she stopped kissing me and just concentrated on bouncing on my hard cock, each time I could feel more and more of her juices dripping down my balls. I was sure there would be a puddle in the seat once we got up between my precum and her own wetness. I watched her tits hanging out of her shirt and bra, moving to up and down to her rhythm, with me holding them, licking them as her breathing got deeper and deeper. Soon the breathing turned to cooing, then to moaning, louder and louder. I was in heaven and my cock was letting me know. I felt a big load building in my crotch, but held it back as much as I could. Soon she was moving everywhere, moaning louder. I bit onto her nipples to keep them close to my mouth and she erupted, screaming my name and “OH YES! OH GOD! OH YES!” while I felt her wetness clamp onto my shaft and even more juices dripping down my taint.

She stopped and we kissed gently with my arms around her. He body shivering against me every few seconds. She sighed in my ear, “I so needed that.” And in a blur she was off my cock and had her clothes back on, with me still sitting in shock with my pants around my ankles. Angel smiled sitting next to me and asked if I was OK. I said I was, but was also surprised how quickly she could get dressed in the backseat of a car. She stroked my still hard, wet cock, looked at me coyly and asked, “want me to suck on it?” Of course I said “yes!” And she proceeded to clean her own pussy juices off my shaft and head with her tongue. She had told me already she could deep throat and apparently she wanted to prove it to me. When she came up for air, and my eyes rolled back into view, she asked if I enjoyed myself when she was riding me. I told her I did, but I almost busted a big load inside her. With that news she smiled and said, “well, we need to make sure you finish, don’t we?”

In a flash she was taking her pants and thong back off, positioning herself back onto my waiting cock. Her pussy was still drenched from her orgasm so I slipped right into her, balls deep again. Since she had already cum she made it a point to concentrate on what I was feeling. Her motions and sounds were still from her own enjoyment, but that just drove me closer to the edge. It was not long before I started to feel that tingle deep inside me and I told her, “if you keep doing this I am going to cum.” Angel took that as a challenge and started to grind, bounce, and moan even more. It turns out getting another man to cum in her is a big turn on for her. Soon I warned her, “I am about to cum… where do you want me to cum?” She replied between bounces, “in- in-side… m-me.” That is all I could take and I started thrusting up to meet her rhythm, losing control of any decorum or rationality. We banged our hot sex together until we were both loudly grunting and moaning. Windows fogged, time lost, both of us sweating… God himself could not have stopped us. I yelled, “I’m cumming!” and she screamed my name again, gripping me tight, releasing another shower of juices over me as I pulled her down on my shaft as deep I could and released a massive shot of sperm deep inside her quivering snatch. Spurt after spurt of cum pumped into her wet, waiting, hole, and I was not going to let her go until I had shoved every drop into her. Angel knew I was not going to stop until I filled her completely. She smiled and giggled as she gasped, shivered, and held me tight, feeling my cock jerk repeatedly inside her, waiting for me to release my grip.

After some time I finally let her loose. She leaned back and smiled. We looked at the time and realized we were both late getting home, then my phone started to ring. I didn’t care at that point, letting the phone ring, knowing my crazy wife would be calling again in two minutes. Angel slipped off my cock, and quickly put on her thong and pants. I asked why she was in such a hurry, because I could barely move after all we had done. She said she wanted to keep all my cum inside her so she could masturbate later thinking about what just happened; my sperm would be a great lubricant and a nice reminder. She smiled and winked as she said it, and I knew she was serious. I swear if I did not have to leave at that moment, that thought alone could have made me fuck her all over again.

We pulled ourselves together and kissed each other goodnight quickly before getting into the driver’s seats of our respective cars. I asked her before I closed my door, “Any chance this will happen again?” She giggled and said, “You still have two more holes you need to fill yet.” As I sat with my mouth hanging open imagining the possibilities from that comment, she blew me a kiss, got in her car, and proceeded to drive out of the parking lot.

And that is the first of many, many adventures with my Angel. If I get a good response from this story I might try to recount more.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9dphb8/my_first_time_with_the_wonderful_slut_i_fell_for