The brief overview leading up to this story.
We had been attending the same church for a while and our families had become very good friends.
Me and my wife had spent so much time with Becky and her husband and children. Most weeks we were together.
I’d always thought becky was attractive, who doesn’t like slim blonde. Once you get past the snobby resting bitch face, she turned out to be to be incredibly fun, hardworking and kind. I was 6 years younger than her and 11 years younger than Steve but he always proved to be immature.
After a fallout with her husband Steve, and feeling incredibly low about my own situation with my unloving wife, I message her for support. It turned out to lead to somewhere I’d wanted but never thought would happen. After her saying I’m a real catch I responded with do you think so? There began the slippery slope into debauchery. Your fit, pussy magnet, most woman would want you. I want to taste you!. Send us a pic was my reply, I wasn’t expecting a selfie in her lace underwear.
Then Steve messaged….sorry you got offended!
That’s when I said, “I’m going to fuck your wife!”
We met up a couple of times after work once in an empty cabin and once at her work. Kissing groping. Feeling her heart pound when she was in my arms led me to say
“you’re acting like a teenager”
“I feel like one!” She laughed Through her wide beaming smile
She mentioned she wanted to taste me. I didn’t really know what she meant but after taking a bath sent my best dick pic. I apologised said it’s about 7-8 inches. She said it’s perfect and she couldnt stop starring at it.
The next day I figured out a window and she was game. I never have worked so hard completing a day’s worth of work in 3 hours, no drinks no lunch I was on my way to the cabin to meet beccy.
Just walking to the door she was wearing tight black leggings and never looked so edible
.” I’m sorry I’m hot a sweaty ,
possibly dusty from work.
“I’ll take you clean or dirty!” She smiled
I ducked to make it through the creaky red door being very tall and the cabin being very old.
Seeing her little Petite self inside I couldn’t help feel like Shrek with his princess Fiona.
I took my top off.
“A bit presumptuous aren’t we?!” She exclaimed
“I’m here to fuck!” ..I replied “I’ve got condoms I’m not missing out this time.”
I sat on the sofa bed. She had already been to the cabin and turned the heaters on. She joined me after a brief kiss she got to her knees and pulled down my trousers revealing her prize.
Sensually she kissed my chest, nipples then either side of the monument of my delight. Kissing and licking my sack she began to work up the Shaft to the exposed head.
I couldn’t believe this, I’m 30 never been even treated in this way, a first!. But yet uncertain…. Should I be saying anything or nothing.
Should I groan or play with her hair.?
Holding my shaft and sucking on the head. The movement of her struggling to fit the head over her tongue, top teeth raking over base of this purple helmet.
It was appreciated but it wasn’t really getting me anywhere.
“Come up here”
as I pulled her tiny frame up next to me, hands as my big as shovels could fit easily wrap round her waist. Thumbs meeting and pressing on her neat belly button.
I firmly rubbed her through her lace underwear just hiding what’s beneath. I slid her bra and panties of revealing her unshaven pussy. I remember it being so delicate.
On went the condom in that awkward silence of nerves building for the main event. I licked my fingers and applied the salve to her lips wiping the remainder on my cock.
She helped drive the now hard smooth pole into her warm expectant pussy.
I’ve never been so turned on. My member could have been made of stone as I slowly drove it to the bottom of the pleasure well and rocked forward in order to stir the sex dough
“How does that feel!”
“You’re so hard!” She groaned whilst I approached my limit so I rolled over and pulled her on top.
Her years of equestrian pursuits left me feeling I hope I’m a horse in the next life. Forever stuck between a strong pair of thighs.
Ow ow ow, I felt like she was coming down hard and nearly snapping my dick in half. I think my over excitedness was bottoming out on her cervix.
I slid down the bed a little to withdraw an inch on the down stroke. My large index fingers feeling my cock slide between her wet lips. Thumbs gently grazing her arsehole. My rough palms holding each cheek slightly apart and aiding her motion.
Nose and tongue trying to catch a touch of her red rose nipples.
The speed increased with the moans until she hit an invisible wall and collapsed with a gasp
“Have you been” she panted
“Not yet, hey come here!” as I stood her up and bent her over.
“I’ve never don’t so many positions in one go!”becky shrieked
What a view! Great rear end, tiny waist, strong muscular back and shoulders. The angle wasnt quite right but it went in. She was bouncy back on my dick. I had my grip the nap of her neck pounding trying to come hard.
It wasn’t working.
“Can I take my condom off, I’ll pull out I promise”
“Ok”
I laid her on her back and ahhhh there it was. The smooth silky, warm and wetness that can’t be replicated. Becky liked that alot. I could really feel her and she could feel the hard angles of dick scraping at her walls.
“Yes baby, uuuh baby m, uu mh uuuh, come baby come baby!”
Sound is such a powerful sense, A sense I’d never really used in sex. Like the burble of a v8 or boxer engine. It can stir emotions deep within.
Now I wasn’t thinking about her pleasure just my own guilt free.
Harder and faster I pumped the more she screamed and begged me to come. There it was the overwhelming feeling of not going back. I grabbed my dick and just fired it over her belly. It shot up between her modest breast and I rubbed it all out. No feeling of judgement or regret …all my emotions and feelings on the table. Or on a older sexy milf in this case.
I went to move off her and she pulled me on top in a tight embrace.
We were the slices of bread in a cum sandwich. The filling running down her sides with a squelch.
She laughed
“Good sex is supposed to sound like stirring macaroni!”
“Is that so?” “I’ll remember that next time I’m eating it” I joked.
She grabbed my cum covered chap and brought it away from re-entry.
My god what happened, I felt like the most famous man in the world pleasured by his biggest fan. No judgement or fear of rejection as I stared into her blue eyes. A few kisses later we got up. Huge damp patch on the sofa bed the disaster area after the storm. I must have lost several pints.
We kissed and headed our separate ways.
Later that night she texted that her dog wouldn’t go near her.
Its cos there’s a new alpha in town and your mine!, I texted.
And that’s the first time I ever felt wanted in the act of sex.
Also there’s still a stain on the sofa bed.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wrlt7o/we_sinned_mf
Very hot session in the cabin. Did Steve know about you two then? What about your wife?
I hear you on being able to have sex from start to finish with no judgment or fear of rejection. I’ve been missing that in my own life