How I [32F] blew a [m]arried guy’s mind (and dick) [MF]

It was too good an opportunity to pass up. He was good-looking, witty and Scottish (my weakness) and had been lusting after me for a good while. He had a couple of fantasies he was dying to fulfil – to be titfucked and to cum in a woman’s mouth. Simple stuff to a slut like me, who above all likes to make men’s fantasies come true.

So, we arranged to meet in a public place to see how things went. He was very nervous. I, however, was in my element, dressed like a total cocktease in a tight blouse and pencil skirt and I knew he wouldn’t be able to resist.

He led me somewhere private and I got down on my knees. He panicked, asking to take things a bit slower – he had only ever been with one woman before – his wife – and I could believe it. He curled his arms around my body and kissed me gently. I could already feel a very hard bulge in his jeans. I attentively checked that he was okay and began to unbutton my top, one by one. His eyes almost popped out of his skull and he uttered “Oh my god”, a phrase he would repeat numerous times during the encounter. He cupped my breasts with both his hands, timidly at first, then gave in to his carnal desires and pounced on them, caressing them, kissing them, teasing the nipples. He took each in his mouth whilst letting out guttural moans. I teasingly stroked his bulge through his clothes.

Off my top came, and I began to fulfil fantasy number one – a titfuck. But before I could begin I was what can only be described as dumbfounded at his cock – it was the biggest one I have ever seen in real life. It was so girthy – probably the thickness of a coke can, and about 7 inches in length. He had been hiding this the whole time?? And this incredible cock wasn’t being regularly serviced? An absolute tragedy. I must make this truly worthwhile, I thought to myself, as I tried to contain my grin, my thong soaking wet.

I sat him down and knelt between his legs, wrapping my breasts around his thick, throbbing dick. His eyes were wide, like he couldn’t believe the sight infront of him. I let a little bit of spit dribble down my chest and used this to help me jerk his dick. He had to stop me. He was ready to cum, but I hadn’t granted his other request yet…

“Can I suck your dick?” I coyly asked as I batted my eyelashes up at him. He nodded. He had been oozing precum and tasted amazing. I licked around the head of his dick and prepared to take the tip in my mouth – and my goodness, it was so big I could barely fit it in. I teased him for a long while, worshiping the end of his dick until he stopped me each time, taking a breath and throwing his head back.

It was game over when he asked if I could deep throat; which I can to the average dick, but to his it was a serious challenge. I took as much as my mouth and throat could allow, inch by inch, when he declared he was about to cum: I worked my magic on him and his entire length until he had shot a big load down my throat. I swallowed like a good girl and licked him clean. He was physically trembling and his mind was blown: “that…was…insane” he uttered, as I got myself dressed and he zipped himself up.

He walked me back to my car and we casually said our goodbyes. I never heard from him again but I like to think that he still jerks to the memory, or thinks of me whenever he’s fucking his wife.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uifutc/how_i_32f_blew_a_married_guys_mind_and_dick_mf