Inhibitions tossed out the window. At this moment I wanted to give him all of me. I tried to conceal my inner thoughts as much as I could. With every flare up of my conscious, I downed another drink. I needed this to happen. I needed this man who wasn’t my man, to make love to me. He wasn’t a stranger though, we used to be best friends in college. Life separated us. Social media linked us back up.
I reached out to him tonight and told him I needed a friend. Within a hour we met up for dinner. He looked at me intensely when he got up from the table. His eyes were genuine. As if it was his duty to do so, he gently wiped the tears streaming down my face. For me that was confirmation. I knew he was still in love with me. I could tell it was breaking his heart to see me so sad. I desperately wanted him to make me feel better.
“ I don’t want to go home tonight”
I said while dabbing my eyes with a napkin.
“ I’ll take you wherever you want to go”
He was so serious when he said that. If I would’ve said take me to Cuba. I truly believe he would’ve tried to figure out how.
“Let’s just go to your place”
“Ok, let’s go”
I needed him to numb my pain and replace the lingering soreness of my heartache with pleasure. Most of all I needed him to stop asking me
“ Are you sure you want to do this?” because I was!
Instead of reassuring him with words this time I began to kiss the sides of his face, then his lips. I grabbed his hands and placed them firmly on my breast. We kissed as he started to squeeze and massage me. He began to do what he’d been wanting to do for years to me. He squeezed the top of my arms and caressed my neck with his tongue while he sucked on me gently. When he latched on with his teeth, I let out a deep sigh as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. I started unbuttoning his shirt.
The thoughts I was trying to escape from kept trying to creep back in. But I was determined to stay in this moment so I became more aggressive. After the second button I ripped his shirt apart. I hopped up on him and he caught me by grappling my ass, and pulling me into him. He sat me down on his island bar. We kissed some more but it wasn’t satisfying me.
I needed his dick inside me. I unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and pulled his dick out. Impressive I thought. It was like a chocolate dipped banana…..and a half. He was going to do some serious damage to my walls, and I was here all for it! His dick looked so delicious I wanted to taste it. He had other plans though.
He lifted my dress over my head and threw it on the bar stool. He squeezed my breast while sucking on my nipples. Then he put his hand between my breast and pushed me down slowly. He used his teeth to pull my panties down and off. He kissed my feet, my legs and my inner thighs. Then he went to town on my pussy. He licked me up and down. He rotated his tongue inside me. He replaced his tongue with his fingers as he sucked on my clit for what seemed like hours inside of seconds. I was feeling so good I arched my back and set up on my elbows. Then I started caressing his head to encourage him to keep hitting that spot.
“Right there! Ooooooooh Shit!!”
I was soaking wet! And he was ready to enter me. He went in slowly yet I still gasped. I put my arms around his neck and buried my head in his shoulder as he pumped into me. But my screams were on the horizon. He grabbed my ass to push himself further in me. As much as I wanted to I couldn’t take all of his dick. He had me hollering!
I started sweating out of nowhere. My mouth was stuck open, my head tilted up as I let out moan after moan. He slipped his tongue in my mouth and we kissed passionately. I started grinding on his dick. That must’ve felt real good to him. He let out a grunt. He grabbed the back of my neck and rolled his body in me continuously. It was like we were making sexual music. I wrapped my legs around him to grip his body.
We both were on the verge of climax. I was hopping up and down on his dick. His hands were grabbing my ass again to keep up with my pace. We’re going faster now. Concentrating. Focused on reaching that ultimate feeling. The Mount Everest of orgasms is near. And here it comes! We exploded together like the Kilauea volcano erupting. I was completely drained and ready to pass out.
He picked me up and carried me upstairs to his bedroom. The tears fell from my face again. I needed this but I still have to go home to my man in the morning. He was only and this was only, what could’ve been…..
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xtp4e9/regret_m32f32_cheating