– I’m going to make this a series. I’ll explain more and more of how we got here, But for now, this is where I’ll start.
– I’ve recently become close with a former coworker. From our first day working on the unit together, I was hooked. We’d had many of good open conversations. None of which I would just openly talk about to anyone. I talked about my failing marriage, lack of sex, frustrations at home, and just anything that came out. Literally anything. I even mentioned somewhere in there that I could squirt. Seriously?? I didn’t know him from Adam, but I just felt comfortable in telling him all about myself and my life.
– I would walk around wet at work, just thinking of what I would do to him, given the chance every time we worked together. I would fantasize about fucking in the break room, or kissing behind any closed door. The physical attraction was absolutely there, but it was and has turned into so much more than that overtime. His personality is everything. Fast forward to after we shared feelings and told one another how we felt. Can we just acknowledge the fact that WE BOTH had feelings for each other?! Seriously. I never thought we’d be here. Considering he’s married too. Yeah, it’s true. Anyway…When we touch, kiss and talk, you can tell it comes from the soul. Can someone really explain that? We had the most mind blowing sex today. I came over to his house and threw back a few vodka shots. He came over to me, wrapped his arms around my waist, pulled me in, and kissed me like it was the last time we’d ever see each other. There was such a rush of emotions, but all I could focus on was the fact that I was soaked through my pants and wanting to straddle myself on top of him. This sex was NOTHING that I can say I’ve ever experienced, EVER. I felt like a five course meal. By the time he was done, my legs were shaking, my eyes were rolling, the sheets were soaked on top of the towel we used and yet I couldn’t get enough. My hands are still sore from grabbing the blankets on the bed so tightly. The way he penetrated me was fucking incredible. He was so deep, and it was orgasm after orgasm. He had his hands around my neck, and it was instant satisfaction. At one point, I was literally coming up off of the bed from squirting so hard. I wrapped my legs around his neck, and he ate my like it was the last supper. He literally made love to my pussy. His tongue caressed every inch of me body. This man has the ability to get me soaked, just by sitting next to me. He doesn’t even have to touch or kiss me and I’m ready to go. So just picture the degree of sexual release this was. The chemistry is unreal. We took a breather after such a hot fuck session. Literally hot. We were both drenched in sweat when we finished. My neck down to my chest was scarlet red from the intensity of our time together. I sat across from him on the couch where we locked eyes for just a quick second. In that moment it’s like he knew I was waiting for him to bend me over the side of the couch and slide inside of me. He kissed my face, walked me over to the arm rest of the couch and bent me over. I took every inch of him over and over again while looking back at him, until he busted all over my ass. We typically have weekly encounters, all of which are nothing short of amazing, but this was the kind of sex that you leave your husband or wife for…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eq4x9l/mf_im_soaked_erotic_encounters_pt_1_mini_series