I knew I shouldn’t have been there, but I didn’t care. Maybe it was because I knew my boyfriend was going to propose tonight. I loved him, but the claustrophobia of being tied to one man for the rest of my life was beginning to swell in my chest, making it hard to breathe. Maybe I just needed one last fling. Or perhaps I am just an insatiable slut who will never change. The reason why I was there is irrelevant, I guess. It didn’t change the fact that I was on my knees in front of a stranger I had met online only two hours before.
I had on a tight-fitting, baby blue dress that did a fantastic job of showing off my lovely curves. My hair hung in loose curls around my shoulders, or at least it did at one point. Now, it was bunched in a tight knot, held firm by this stranger’s strong hands. My red lips were pursed around his thick cock, reminding me what I would never have again after I married my boyfriend. I lightly ran my nails along his thighs as he worked his cock in and out of my mouth. I loved the sensation. He didn’t care that I was doing almost none of the work. To this stranger, my mouth was simply a wet hole to fuck.
I moaned against his cock, slowly and seductively, enticing him to thrust harder. I could feel tears begin to form in the corners of my eyes as his cock touched the back of my throat. I briefly worried that it would ruin my makeup but realized I didn’t care. I wanted him to ruin it.
The stranger pulled hard on my long, blonde hair, forcing me to stand up. He used it as a leash to guide me over to his couch. He pushed my face down into the cushion and lifted my ass high. I could feel his eyes burning hungrily into my body. He raised my skirt to reveal the thin black thong I was wearing. Two fingers massaged my pussy through the thin fabric. There was no hiding how wet I was for him. He pulled my panties over the curve of my ass and slid them down just far enough to leave me exposed. This time, his fingers found my clit and pushed firmly against it. He made small, slow circles, and I moaned uncontrollably into his couch. “Tell me what you want,” he said. His voice was deep and commanding. I felt his bass in my chest as he spoke.
“I want you,” I said sheepishly. My mind was mush and just thinking up those few words took much more effort than it should have.
I felt his strong hand slap against my ass. The popping sound hung in the air. Then, he slowly began teasing the lips of my pussy with his cock, gently parting them with his girth. I moaned again. “Beg me for it,” he said.
“Please give me your cock. I need it so bad,” I said with a whimper.
“Is that right?” he asked. “But wouldn’t that make you a cheating slut?”
“Yes!” I said between moans.
“Yes what?”
“Yes, I’m a cheating slut!” I screamed it so loudly I startled myself. But the shock only lasted a moment before I felt the head of the stranger’s thick cock push into my aching pussy. My legs kicked and shook as he filled me up. I could feel his cock in every part of my body. The stranger’s thrusts were deep and slow. My orgasm moved through my body like an earthquake.
With every thrust, I could feel his lust building in him. He squeezed my hips hard as his smooth strokes turned into powerful thrusts. “Do you love your boyfriend?” he asked.
“Yes,” I screamed. I didn’t know if this was the response he wanted, but it was the truth.
“But you’re going to let me cum in you, anyway, aren’t you?”
I didn’t hesitate to answer. “Yes.”
I felt his cock twitch and spasm as he filled me with his cum. He moaned as he milked every last drop deep inside of me and gave my ass a slap of a job well done. He slid my panties back over the curve of my ass as I caught my breath. I still had plenty of time before dinner.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/timbfk/fmcheating_a_quick_stop_before_dinner
Mmm scandalously hot
Beautiful