We didn’t have a lot of time, and even then it was risky. A coworker could come in at any moment during the 25 minute lunch break. As soon as we’d gotten as hidden as we could I pulled her 5’2” body into me. She moaned when I grabbed her thick, wavy hair and pulled it back to expose her neck. “Oh god yes…” she said as I began to kiss her neck and ear. “I am so wet, please touch me!” I towered over by a foot as her arms moved across my broad chest and shoulders. S
We had messed around at work a few times before, but nothing more than making out and a quick always interrupted blow job. This time we both knew we were going to fuck.
I pulled out her tights and pushed my hand down. I quickly found her pussy soaking wet just like she had said. “You are such a slut aren’t you?” I growled at her.
“I’ll do anything you want.” said the mid-40s, married, mother of four.
I removed my fingers from her pussy and brought them to her mouth. She greedily sucked her own juices off and I returned my fingers to their work. I fingered her deeper and deeper and stimulated her clit with the heel of my hand. Her moans filled my mouth as our lips never broke their connection.
My other hand moved up her loose shirt, pushed her bra out of the way so I could pinch her nipple. From the sounds of her moans and breathing I knew this former college cheerleader turned Cougar would be cumming soon. “Fuck! Fuck fuck I’m cumming!!” She grabbed me tightly, I could feel her nails digging into my chest as she rode out her orgasm. We only had 15 minutes left.
Now it was my turn. I grabbed her by the hair again to pull her past me and bent her over the desk. In a flash I had hooked her tights and pushed them down to her ankles and my cock was out. “Remember, be slow. I haven’t had a cock as big as yours in a long time.”
I slid my head up and down between her wet pussy lips and then slid myself into her. She was tight, so tight. Deeper and deeper I went; feeling her pussy adapt to my thickness was driving me wild. From the way her head kept rising and dropping I could tell it felt good for her too. “Does that cock feel good inside of you?”
“Oh fuck. Yes it does. I feel so full.”
Soon enough I was able to pick up the pace. With one hand full of hair and the other inner shoulder I pulled her back with each hard thrust into her. “Does that young cock feel good? Does it feel good getting fucked by a man a decade younger than you? You cheating slut, take this cock!” I couldn’t help myself from trash talking this married woman as I fucked her.
I could feel my balls tightening. “I’m going to cum. You want me to cum inside you?!”
“Yes! Please come inside me! I want to feel you fill me!”
With both hand on her thick hips I slammed into her again and again. I buried myself to the hilt as my balls emptied a weeks worth of built up cum into her with multiple ropes. Still inside her, I grabbed her hair and pulled her back to kiss her and say in her ear: “This is my pussy now. I want you to go home and fuck your husband with my cum still inside of you. Do you understand?” She could only nod, her ability to speak overridden by being dick drunk.
Ten minutes were left in lunch. She left as quietly as she had entered, but this time with my cum dripping out of her pussy.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hhnyy2/a_lunch_time_quickie_in_my_room_cheating_cougar