It was an impulse that led her to this encounter. A desperate, horny, impulse. Lena’s body was ripe and curvaceous, with a juicy round ass, bouncy tits, tight stomach, and desirous, eye-catching tone packed into her skin-tight, black athleisure crop-top and leggings that accented her pale skin. Her husband financially provided any thing she wanted, but never delivered the kind of physical satisfaction she needed.
Lena veered off the walking path, through the trees, to the agreed upon spot, and sat at the secluded picnic table, waiting. Realization of her situation crashed over Lena. But as she stood to leave, she froze as a man approached her. He smiled as he approached, his musculature shining through his UnderArmor clothes. Her husband was wiped from her mind and her body fluttered in anticipation.
“No names.” He said. Lena noticed the wedding band on his ring finger and understood, smiling back. They’d met anonymously online, when Lena’s sexual impulse led her to search for locals that could please her.
Their bodies met, lips pressing together, tongues hotly dancing, while their hands explored. Lena moaned as the man pawed and groped at her luscious tits and rubbed her body. In return, she rubbed his thighs, gasping when she discovered his raging and lengthening cock.
The man straightened, grabbing his bulge. “You want?” Drunkenly, Lena nodded. He pulled his cock out and Lena fell to her knees before him, eyes widened in amazement. “Fuck, it’s so big and so hard.” She reached out, but the man slapped her hand away. “No hands. Just your mouth.” Lena smirked and opened her mouth to take take him deep.
At home, she controlled everything in the house and every interaction with her husband. Having this unknown man give her sexual orders was driving her wild with lust. She vigorously bobbed her head on his cock, swirling her tongue. She felt her body steaming and wet and nearly exploded when he grabbed a fistful of her dirty blonde hair and forced himself deeper down her throat. When he finally let her up for air, Lena pleaded for him to fuck her.
The man laughed, standing her up and bending her over the picnic table. He groped her tits and kissed down her back, sending electric shockwaves throughout her body. She kneeled on the seat as he pulled her leggings down to her knees. Lena wiggled her juicy ass in the open air, feeling physically and sexually liberated. The man mounted her from behind, grabbing her hips and driving into her. Lena moaned as the man pumped her from behind.
The man panted hard as he pounded against her body, her juicy ass and thighs clapping against his. Any lingering reservations Lena held quickly evaporated at her first orgasm, her face buried into the crux of her arm to muffle her shrieks of delight. He hooked two fingers into her mouth and pulled her hair, lifting her torso off the table. Only her hanging tits still touched the table as a second eye-rolling orgasm overtook her.
The man flipped her over and lifted her onto the table top, ripping off her leggings. Lena wrapped her legs around his hips as he savagely stroked her wet and wanting pussy.
She felt his eyes devouring her body and decided to give him more of a show, unzipping her bra so her tits flipped out and bounced in rhythm to his pounding. The man grunted, “fuck, I love those huge tits.” Through her breathless pleasure, she moaned, “do you want to cum on them?”
He wrenched Lena back to her knees, engulfing his cock in her tits. “You love my tits? These large, soft tits squeezing your cock. Does it make you want to cum?” With a grunt, he leaned back and grabbed his cock, unloading blasts of cum and covering Lena’s tits.
He stood back to admire the lustful scene. Lena kneeling on the ground by the picnic table, her sticky, massive tits heaving with deep breaths. Her waxed slit glistening with her sweat and her juices. Her fingers gently teasing and touching her body. Her head back and eyes closed, enjoying her aftershocks and holding in the moment as long as she could. A free hand lifting a heavy tit to lick some of the man’s seed.
“Fuck, we should do this again sometime,” the man panted. “I’ll let you know,” Lena moaned as the man turned to leave.
Alone in the clearing, still kneeling and playing with herself, she knew this wasn’t the last time. In the house, she could be the good wife and keep his home, but whenever he was away, she wanted more of these “encounters”.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rbbq3o/mystery_sexual_encounter_in_the_woods_p1_mf
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