<happened a few years ago>
So, it’s wednesday. What was i going to do? well, i was going to leave my work for a 90 minute fuck fest with my friend! that’s what i was going to do!
Id leave work at 1130, having told my boss that i needed the extended lunch for personal reasons. He was cool with it, gave me the thumbs up, and off i went to my friends house.
My friend lived only a few minutes away from work, which was a huge bonus! gave us more time for the sexy fun!
Id roll up, park in that special spot where it was hidden from the eyes of his prying neighbors, sneak in through the backdoor, and he’d take me up into his condo.
Hell, we didnt even make it up the stairs before we started making out, holding each other and getting each other undressed.
You see, we had an arrangement. We didnt talk to each other at all. I didnt know his name, he didnt know mine. He just knew i drove a chevy blazer, and i knew where he lived. I didnt know what kind of movies he liked, or music he listened to, or if he liked pizza. He didnt care about anything about me, my love of reading, my knowledge of car repair, my job, none of it.
but, what we did care about was using each other for sex. I had a cock that was the right size for his ass, he had a cock that produced large amounts of cum for me to swallow. I had a hairy chest that he enjoyed, he was loud and vocal which was a turn on for me.
The only time we’d talk to each other, beyond the grunts and groans of having sex, was by email. But it was just a simple email. “coming over?” would be his message, and id either agree or not. 99% of the time i agreed.
that was it. very simple.
we’d get into the house, and we’d start on the stairs. kissing, sucking, caressing, just going at it. we’d move up from the stairs and pause in the living room. He’d lean over on his couch, and id shove my cock up his ass, making him moan. id fuck his ass, pinch his nipples, slap his ass, even sometimes pull his hair, and he’d just moan and groan. We’d sometimes go onto his dining room table, where id sit on it and hed sit in a chair and just suck on my cock like it was a lolipop, his tongue going up and down the shaft, enjoying the feel, tickling my ball sack, sometimes slipping a finger up my ass and pressing on my prostate. When it felt right, we moved into his bedroom…the one he shared with his wife.
He loved his wife. told me every time i spread his legs wide and slid my cock into his ass. I start to fuck him, my balls slapping his pale white ass, my hands gently caressing his cock, pumping up and down as i thrust in and out of him. he had a picture of him and his wife on the bedstand, and she was pretty hot! The more i fucked him, the louder he talked about how good of a husband he was, how he loved her, treated her like a queen, helped her all the time. id roll him over and put him on all fours, and hed talk about he fucked her like i fucked him. Id slap his ass, making him moan louder and louder, until finally it was so loud that it wouldve warranted a complaint and visit from the cops.
Finally id shoot my load, either up his ass, onto his chest, or most often, onto his face.
After that id take a shower, and he’d give me her towel to dry off with. Pink, frilly, her initials monogrammed on the fabric.
Ok, the dude was a little weird about his wife when i fucked him, but hey, he was a nice lay.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fxxx2l/mmso_its_wednesday