Bailey sat, comfortable and curled up on the couch, her husband just a few feet away in an armchair half asleep. Her vibrant red hair was pinned up in a messy bun and she was in her sweat pants and an old t-shirt of her husbands that she liked to sleep in. An episode of American Horror Story was on the tv, but Bailey was somewhat preoccupied with something on her phone.
Bailey’s ex-boss, Karl, had been texting her for weeks. The slightly older man, in his mid forties with sophisticated salt and pepper close cropped hair, had clearly been attracted to Bailey when they had worked together, and now that she had moved on to a new job, he decided to take his subtle flirtations to the next level. He would text her at night asking what she was wearing, wanting to see pictures and even going so far as to ask her if she was touching herself. Bailey had, up until that point, brushed off his inappropriate behavior and ignored his texts. Tonight, however, her interest in his advances was more difficult to ignore. She looked over at her husband, half asleep in his recliner, and with a sly smile to herself, opened her phone and read Karl’s most recent message.
Hey beautiful, so, what are you wearing tonight? I’m hoping it’s something sexy.
She read the message a few times, feeling butterflies in her stomach as she imagined replying. It didn’t take long for her to decide her response. She quietly stood from the couch, and snuck off to the bedroom. When she was sure her husband hadn’t noticed her disappearance, she pulled her t-shirt over her head and opened her phone’s camera. She took a seductive selfie of herself topless, her supple white breasts pushed together, and playfully biting the tip of her finger with a sexy, smouldering expression. She inhaled deeply for a moment before hitting send, giving Karl the picture along with a short caption.
Not much.
His reply was almost instantaneous, and Bailey felt the butterflies against as she opened his message.
Holy shit! I want to suck on those so bad! I knew you wanted to show me. What are you doing tonight?
Bailey smiled and bit her lip, typing her response with many dirty thoughts running through her head.
Hanging out at home with the hubby. You?
His response came quickly again.
Pissed drunk out at Mario’s Bar. Don’t know how the fuck I’m going to get my drunk ass home.
Bailey had an idea after reading this, and immediately offered to drive to pick Karl up at the bar and take him home. He accepted gleefully, and Bailey hurriedly dressed in her shortest skirt and lowest cut tank top, rushing out the door before her husband could notice her leaving and ask where she was going.
Bailey sped to the bar, where Karl was waiting for her in the parking lot. She pulled up next to him and he jumped in the car, slamming the door and looking over at his sexy chauffeur as she drove toward Karl’s house.
“Wow,” Karl exclaimed, slightly slurring his words. “you sure dressed up for me didn’t you?”
Bailey smiled, not taking her eyes off the road. She pushed her cleavage up and together with her upper arms as if she was just shifting her grip on the steering wheel.
“Yeah, you like what you saw?” Bailey tittered.
“Mm, I sure did!” Karl laughed. “Was wondering how those beauties feel.”
“Well,” Bailey said, glad that he took her bait. “then maybe you should have a feel and see for yourself.”
Bailey smirked over at Karl before turning back to the road, and he didn’t hesitate. He reached over with his right hand and slipped it up her top. He noticed right away that she wasn’t wearing a bra, and that her perfectly round breasts were surprisingly perky for their size. He groped at her ample chest, and licked his lips as he played with her stiffening nipples.
“Wow, I’ve been waiting to play with these for fucking years. Maybe there’s a little something you want to play with, huh?” Karl suggested, pulling his hand from her shirt and unbuttoning his jeans.
Bailey glanced over at her passenger just in time to see his half hard cock pop out of his open pants and through his boxers. She stifled a grin, trying to play it cool, but Karl knew that she was intrigued. He reached over and took her right hand carefully from the steering wheel and place it on his lap. She teased him a little, squeezing his thigh and sliding her fingers around his shaft. When she heard him sigh and saw his head leaned back in her peripheral vision, she grasped his pole tightly and gave him a squeeze.
“Ooh, fuck.” Karl groaned. “That’s it. That’s what I’ve been wanting to feel.” He looked down at her delicate hand gripping his now fully erect manhood, and let out another sputtering sigh.
Bailey stroked up slowly, fondling his swollen tip and playing with the precum that trickled from his eager cock. Her drunken companion moaned loudly, revelling in the fact that he was finally getting exactly what he wanted out of the woman he had been wanting for so long. Bailey relished the excitement of doing such dirty things behind her husband’s back, and she wondered how far she could let herself go.
Just as this thought crossed her mind, she reached Karl’s culdesac, and pulled into his driveway. As they pulled up to Karl’s house, he felt the abrupt stop, and opened his eyes.
“Oh, hey we’re here. Well damn, I was enjoying your playin’ with my junk!” Karl snickered and leaned over to out his arm around Bailey’s shoulders. “Maybe you should come in for a bit. I bet there’s lots more that we could do while your husband is asleep all night. What’ya say?”
Bailey took a moment to think of her husband at home, passed out in his recliner and completely unaware of her absence. She felt a pang of guilt for a moment, but with that, she felt the butterflies in her stomach, accompanied by a pleasurable tingle in her loins. She looked over at her drunken ex-employer, and with a seductive smirk, she opened her door and gestured for him to follow her.
They made their way into the house, playfully nudging each other and giggling at their devilish plans. When they closed the door behind them, Karl led Bailey down the hallway to his bedroom, staggering a bit as he wandered drunkenly through the darkness. They entered the bedroom, not bother to turn the lights on before they began devouring each other. Their tongues intertwined, and their hands explored each others bodies as they made their way to the bed. Bailey sat down on the edge of Karl’s bed, positioning him in front of her and hurriedly unbuttoning his jeans. She pulled him pants down around his knees, followed by his boxers, until his long, pulsating manhood was standing out straight in front of her.
“You’ve been wanting to taste it, haven’t you?” Karl teased, waving it in front of her face.
Bailey didn’t respond, she simply leaned forward and took his member into her mouth. Karl let out a long sigh as Baileys’s lips closed around his shaft, and her tongue swirled around the gushing tip that soon hit the back of her throat. She eagerly took his full length, gobbling up every inch of throbbing meat that karl had to offer her as her hands cupped his balls and gently massaged them. Karls fingers found their way into Bailey’s hair, gripping and curling around her crimson ringlets. He thrust a bit into her, pressing his palm to the back of her head and face fucking her until she gagged slightly.
Karl backed off a bit, letting Bailey take control again. To his surprise, she lowered her head even further and deep throated his full length until she heard him groan with pleasure. She could sense his climax building as his legs began to shake, and she knew that if she wanted him, now would be the time.
Bailey pulled Karl’s tool from her mouth, gave it one long lick from base to tip, and then leaned back on the bed. Her skirt rode up and she opened her legs to reveal, even in the dimly lit bedroom, than she wasn’t wearing any panties.
“Holy fuck.” Karl muttered to himself, staring down at Bailey’s trimmed pussy. He eyed her clitoral piercing, and before she could invite him in with a come hither gesture of her finger, he was already kicking his pants off and pulling off his t-shirt.
Karl pounced on Bailey, pinned her to the bed and nibbling at her smooth, ceramic skin as his stiff cock slid between her already moist labia. He teased her a bit, feeling her piercing as he rubbed his shaft up and down between her pussy lips. She breathed heavily in his ear, his lips pressed firmly against her neck, and finally, his fleshy mushroom found its way inside her welcoming chasm.
“Oh my God,” Karl mumbled as he began to penetrate his cheating lover, “I knew you would feel so good, but it’s even better than I had imagined.”
Bailey enjoyed the size and depth of Karl’s thrusts, but the most incredible feeling that she experienced from this trist, was knowing that her husband was at home with no idea what his wife was doing. The thrill was in the deception, and excitement of getting away with this and knowing that he would have no clue. But, Karl himself was even better than she had thought. He wasn’t as drunk as he had seemed when Bailey had picked him up, and he caressed every inch of her eager body with care and skill. His hands were firm around her round, supple orbs, and his lips made her tingle with every peck and nibble down her neck and chest.
Karls gentle, yet purposeful thrusting was more effective than Bailey had ever felt. His subtle curve managed to reach her g-spot perfectly, and with every thrust Bailey was groaning with pleasure as her most sensitive spot was massaged and stimulated. Soon, Bailey was sprawled out on Karl’s bed, clutching his duvet and screaming as her mounds bounced. Karl was leaning over her, thrusting and pounding her as he looked down at her milky white skin, exposed and at his disposal. Karl’s teeth were clenched, and his breathing was shallow and quick. His most naughty fantasy was coming true, as his former employee was beneath him with her legs spread and bouncing breasts in his face just as he had always wanted. The two pressed close to each other, their bodies writhing together in ecstasy. Their rhythms matched up nicely, breathing together and looking into each others eyes.
“Ooh, oh God,” Bailey whimpered seductively, “you’re cock is hitting all the right places!”
“You’re tight little pussy needs this cock.” Karl growled with a low, manly groan in her ear. “You need a real man giving you what you need. I know what you need, you need a nice juicy creampie.”
Karls words were like a drug, and Bailey imagined letting him fill her with his creamy juices. Nobody had ever cum inside her other than her husband, and the thought of feeling him empty his manhood inside her made her twitch. She wanted it. She was hungry for it. She was going to coax it out of him and watch his eyes roll back as he finished with his meaty member deep inside her.
Without a word, Bailey grabbed onto Karl’s shoulders and turned him onto his back, her legs wrapped around his hips and she repositioning them in one swift motion, without ever pulling him from her needy cunt. She straddled him now, and immediately began riding him wildly. Karl was surprised by the sudden switch, but adored the sight of Bailey leaning over him. Her flaming red hair was loosening from its bun, and her firm yet bouncy tits were waving back and forth just inches from his face. Karl fondled her voluptuous backside, caressing her silky pale skin, and groping her sensuous curves.
“Ooh God! Ride me Bailey! Ride that cock!” Karl grunted, grinding his teeth and thrusting his hips upward. Bailey circled her pelvis, grinding against her new lover’s cock side to side and in a rotating motion. He teased and taunted him with her hanging breasts, and bounced her ass up and down on his excited member.
His meaty tool curved through her crevices, and in this position his tip was hitting her g-spot in such a fantastic way. Her eyes rolled back a bit, and Bailey bit her lip as she enjoyed the soft but purposeful touch of Karl’s hands on her body. She loved the sensation of his girth opening her further and stretching her out every time he entered her. His firm shaft pressed against her internal walls, massaging her from the inside and stimulating her in ways she had never experienced.
“Is this what you want, baby?” Bailey titillated him with her sensual movements. “Mmm, I know what it is you want, you want to fill this juicy little pussy up with that warm cream! Fuck, I want you to cum so fucking deep inside me right now!”
Karl trembled with desire as Bailey talked dirty to him, riding him faster and faster with every groan that escaped his lips. She swirled her pelvis and grinded against him, feeling her clitoral piercing pushing against him as she rode him like a bronco. Her skilled movements and sensuous dirty talk drove Karl wild, and he couldn’t help but hold his breath as he felt his body coax him into climax.
“Jesus Christ! Bailey, I’m about to explode! You want it all up in that tight cunt? Tell me you want it, tell me how badly you fucking need it all inside you!” Karl couldn’t hold his climax back, and before Bailey could fulfill his naughty request, he let out an animalistic grunt and emptied himself into her inviting hole.
“Yes, Jesus yes! Oh my fucking God, pump all of that load into me! Make me your filthy little cum dumpster and fill me up so that I can go home and climb into bed with my husband while you’re warm cum dripping out of my tight little pussy!” Bailey cried out, coaxing every drop from her drunken lovers body. Karl grabbed onto Bailey’s thighs, digging his fingers into her supple flesh and shaking as he spurted his essence into her gushing cavern.
Bailey could feel Karl’s cream filling her to the brim, dripping from her stuffed hole and glazing them both as it gushed out of her. She slowed her pace, gently pumping his cock with her skilled muscles until he was completely empty. She lifted herself up off of his softening member, letting him slip out while holding his milky gift inside as she rolled off of him and onto her back. The two breathed heavily, laying next to each other in the wake of Karl’s explosive orgasm.
“Fuck, that was incredible!” Karl gasped, pulling Bailey close.
“Mmm I can feel you dripping out of my pussy. It feels so naughty, and I love it.” Bailey giggled, cuddling under Karl’s arm. Bailey and Karl fell asleep soon after, the image of her husband laying in bed alone making Bailey tingle as she laid her head against Karl’s chest.
A few hours later, Bailey woke up and looked at The digital clock that sat on the nightstand next to the bed. 4 AM. Bailey sat up, ready to sneak out and make her way back home before her husband woke up and realized she had been out all night. Before she could climb out of bed, she felt something poking her from behind. Karl was spooning her, and his rock hard erection was sticking straight out between Bailey’s thighs. She could feel him sliding between her cheeks, his cream lubricating her crevices, still gushing from her tight hole from the night before. Bailey was still tingling from the events of the previous evening, and knowing that Karl’s cum was still inside her, made her sigh. She couldn’t leave without doing something really filthy.
Bailey had never liked anal, but knowing that her husband would hate that she had another man sliding into her tight, forbidden ass, made her smile to herself. She moved her pelvis down and back, pushing his stiff tip against her already lubricated sphincter. She pushed herself back into him, waiting for the moment he would wake up and realize he was unknowingly fucking his horny new toy in the ass in his sleep.
She didn’t have to wait long. As soon as she pushed into him hard enough to penetrate her pink starfish, Karl groaned and his eyes fluttered open.
“Wh-ooooh. Oh-oh my God. Am I…am I inside you? Fuck, you’re so damn tight. You want to go again huh? Mmmm, well let’s do this, gorgeous” Karl reached around Bailey’s body and down to play with her own throbbing clitoris. When his finger slipped into her creamy hole, he realized that his cock wasn’t where he had assumed.
“Mmmm that’s it right there.” Bailey moaned, forcing her ass back even further into Karl’s pelvis. She could feel his body so close to hers, wrapping around her and holding her tight as he thrust his cock deep into her back door.
“Oh fuuuck!” Karl cried out, pulling her in close and immediately losing control as he realized he was actually in her ass. “Holy damn shit, girl! I am going to fuck that big ass so hard you won’t be able to sit right for a fucking week! God you’re so damn hot!”
Karl was only slightly exaggerating. He began to hammer into Bailey’s virgin hole, hard and fast and deep as he could manage while fingering her sticky pussy and massaging her clit.
“Oooh Jesus fucking Christ!” Bailey screamed, her sphincter stretching as Karl’s full length inhabited her colon. “Fuck my ass Karl! I want to go home with your cum gushing out of both my tight holes!”
“Oooh hell yes, you got it baby!” Karl chuckled, pulling Bailey up into her hands and knees and positioning himself behind her.
Bailey clutched the edge of the mattress, biting her lip as this new position allowed Karl to delve deeper into her. Karl was wide awake now, and his drunken state was in the past. He gave Bailey a hard slap on her rounded ass cheek, and grabbed her curvaceous hips. He pumped in and out, in and out, in and out as fast as he could. His wild grunting made Bailey smile, knowing that she was being taken hard from behind by an animalistic man who wasn’t her husband. The excitement returned, and she felt a familiar tingle as the deposit that Karl had made the night before dripped down her thighs.
“Fuck, fuck, oh fuck yes!” Bailey gritted her teeth, stifling a high pitched whimper as she felt a wave of pleasure building quickly in her loins. She bit down again on her lip, letting out steady cries of pleasure with every thrust that Karl sent into her supple backside.
“Oooh shit girl, I’m about to cum again already. Fuck you’re so damn tight I’m going to glaze your big beautiful ass just the way you deserve!” Karl smacked Bailey again, sending a stinging pain through her ass that made her shiver and giggle.
“More, baby!” Bailey cried out, smiling as his hand made contact ocnr again with her rippling cheek. “More, more, more, more!”
Karl spanked her over and over, penetrating her taut ass hole as they both neared climax. Their moans echoed through the room, the wet sounds of slapping and pumping filling their ears. Karl was enthralled in Baileys ass bouncing and slapping against his pelvis, and her cries of ecstasy pushed him so far over the edge that his orgasm snuck up on him. His first shot occurred just as he was pulling himself playfully from her puckered hole, and a string of warm cream coated Bailey’s succulent ass and dripped down to her now gaping hole.
“Ooh that’s it, yes! I’m cumming Bailey! I’m glazing that ass just like you deserve! Fuuuck you better show this creamy ass hole to your husband when you get home!” Karl convulsed as spurt after spurt of cum filled Bailey’s stretched canal.
Feeling the sticky cream splatter over her ass brought her to climax, sending her into a trembling, moaning mess. She didn’t care if the neighbours heard, and she let out a loud cry as the single most intense orgasm of her adulthood shook her to her core.
“Fuck, fuck! Oh my God I’ve never felt this good in my life! Yessss more!” Bailey couldn’t control herself. She screamed and cried out as loud as she could, huffing and grunting as the most intense orgasm of her life crept through her body and tickled her nerves.
Karl’s load continued to fill her, gushing out around his erection and making Bailey shiver. Their simultaneous orgasms melded them together, and Karl collapsed on top of his lover. He leaned over her, wrapping his arm around her curves and holding her close as their climax’s both fizzled.
“Jesus, that…that was incredible.” Karl huffed, pressing his lips to Bailey’s soft skin and kissing down her spine. She shivered at his touch, and when they had a moment to breath, Karl pulled his manhood from her stretched, sticky hole.
They both collapsed onto the bed in a sweaty heap. They breathed deep and laughed as their torrid affair came to an end, and when she had had a moment to catch her breath, Bailey jumped out of Karl’s bed. She quickly collected the clothes that were scattered around the room, and pulled them on as she made her way out the door. Karl laid breathless still, staring at Bailey as she turned back one last time at his bedroom doorway. She brought one finger to her lips in a teasing ‘shh’ gesture, gave him a wink, and made her way out to her car.
Bailey finally returned home in the early morning. She crept through the front door and tiptoed through the hallway to her bedroom. Her husband was still fast asleep in bed, probably having assumed that Bailey was in the house the whole time. She quietly slipped off her sullied clothing and stuffed it underneath the rest of the dirty laundry in the hamper. She carefully pulled back the covers and climbed into bed, laying with her back to her loyal husband and closing her eyes.
As if he was alerted by her movement, he turned over and wrapped his arm around her. He snuggled in close and gave her a kiss on the back of the head as he slowly woke up.
“Mm, morning beautiful.” He whispered in a sleepy groan. Bailey lovingly stroked his arm and smiled sweetly at him over her shoulder.
“Morning to you.” She faked a yawn. As her husband pressed up close to her, she could feel Karl’s leftover cum coating her insides and slipping out in subtle dribbles with every small motion she made.
She knew that she was filled with the sexual juices of another man as her husband held her, and this made her tremble as the thought made her hormones rage inside her. She wondered how she could keep the adrenalin of this incredible night from fading away, when she suddenly had a dirty idea. She turned over slightly to look at her husband, and reached down to grope the front of his pajamas. She gave him a seductive smirk and leaned in to whisper in his ear.
“Mmm, I’m wet already, want to have a taste?”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/es9csk/drunk_textcheatingoral
That was amazing….