Saturday evening, my bf and I are chilling on the couch. We watch some random trash tv series and have chips in front of us. Everything looks like a normal chill night. With one exception. The hand between my thighs and the open chat on my phone. For over an hour now, he holds me on the edge of cumming. Not my bf. My affair. We found each other on social media and started chatting.
My boyfriend suspects nothing, he is to involved in the movie to even acknowledge me or what I am doing. The last time we had good sex is… dependent on what you call good. If “good” is that he fucks you after work without any foreplay, cums and then watches football, while you finish it by yourself with toys, then it’s not that long ago, but else.. you get me.
But this guy is different. Normal texts moved to flirty ones and then to full on sexting. He knows what I want. And he will give it to me, this night. Every message I get from him turns me on even more. He tells me what he is going to do with me, what I will do to him and how much fun this is going to be.
Then, finally, after hours of waiting, my bf gets up and tells me he is going to sleep. My mind begins to race, I was far far away from any fatigue. The moment he closes the door to our bedroom I jump up and begin to dress. All my clothes are prepared and placed in the bathroom. This night I am not going to leave anything to chance. A black lace thong, simple but effective. Paired of course with the matching push-up bra with some playful straps over my decolleté and my back. I do not remember the last time I wore anything like this. This all gets covered up by a red, slim dress, that stops an inch above my knee but also shows the straps on my back. Lipstick, make-up, hair, all done and I was ready.
One last view in the mirror, I look elegant and beautiful, but deep down i know, not so long in the future, this lady will be kneeling in front of a guy and begging him to fuck her.
15 minutes later I am standing in front of his door, it opens and for the first time I see the man, that is going to give me one of the best nights of my life. He looks exactly like I imagined him, thanks to all the pictures we already exchanged, with and without clothes. I look deeply into his blue eyes and he does the same. “Hi” is all I could say before our lips melted together and they would not separate until I was laying on his couch with him over me.
I feel how much he wants me, I could see it in his eyes, the look he gave me. His one hand holds my neck so that I won’t go too far away from his beautiful, big lips, as if I would want that. The other one starts to explore my body. He follows my slim figure, down to the side, over my hip, my ass, until he reaches the blank skin on my thigh. His hand feels cold, but not too cold. Just that bit of a difference to make this small touch even more intense. His fingertips wander below the edge of my dress. He is not rough, or fast, he just wants to work himself up to the present I have for him.
While he is on his way, I am not shy myself. My eyes are closed, so my hands have to do the work of exploring his body. I let them slide all over him, as if I want to memorize every inch of his skin. I can feel the muscles on his arm relaxing and tightening when he moves it. His well trained shoulders now feel even bigger than they looked before. My hands move down on his side, between all the muscles I can guess the outline of his ribs. Further down I feel his abs. I have seen them on many pictures, but feeling them, counting them, is something completely different. My next stop is his ass, even in the jeans he is wearing I can feel it tighten when my fingers start to grab him.
This goes on for a few minutes, I have totally lost any sense of time. He then helps me up so that I can stand in front of him, and this time he takes his time to admire my dress. After I think he has watched me enough, I slowly start to roll it up, I can see that he is enjoying the show I give him. His eyes widen when he first sees my thong and even more after I let my dress fall down next to me. He cant decide where to look at and I love this feeling. He takes a step closer but I stop him and just say “No, no, you too” and point at his shirt. Seconds later he is standing there in just his boxers. That body looks exactly like the one I touched for the last half an hour. I also see the package in his pants, my lingerie seems to have their effect on him. I can spot the outline and I like what I see. I want his dick in me, as fast as possible. If I just knew, what he had in mind for me.
We start to make out again and he slowly pushes me into his bedroom. His warm skin touches mine and with every step I feel how wet i am. He throws me onto his bed, admires his view for a last time until he falls over me like an animal over its prey. His lips kiss my neck, moving down and he starts to play with the straps of my bra. Meanwhile his hands grab my boobs and begin to massage them. Then he takes out my nipples and begin to lick them. Gently at the beginning but then more intense, until his teeth begin to help. I could feel a slight amount of pain, not the bad one, and let out a moan. He likes what he hears and goes on.
After a while, he moves down on me while kissing my belly. His lips feel so soft, but so intense simultaneously. Every time he lifts his head just to place them a few inches further away, my body twiches. A kind of tickling, starting where his soft skin touches mine and then expanding over my whole body until it reaches even the furthest point.
When he reached my thong I see one last view up from him and then he dives into it. His tongue starts to slowly circle around my pussy lips and clit. he takes his time and I can feel every breath of him. Flowing over my skin, creating a cold sensation in combination with the wetness between my thighs. Carefully he moves closer to the center. This is torture, the only thing I want at this point is the sensation of his soft tongue on my clit. But he knows this and also that it drives me crazy to not get it.
Finally I feel the sensation of his tongue on my center of lust. I moan even louder and throw my head back. Not because I have seen this in porn, but because my body could not do otherwise. I had lost every control over what I do or what I say. All my body parts are on their own way and I could just lay there and let it happen. What then follows is the most intense session I ever had. It feels like his tongue has the ability to be at all the places at the same time. He licks, gently, with just the tip, then with a bit more force and with his full width. He starts to suck it a bit and then plays with my clit in his mouth. He does all those different things to me in exactly the way I need it now. While his mouth is buried deep into my crotch his hands are not useless. At first they just grabbed my thighs and pulled them apart, but know they crawl up my body again. His tigh grip ony my side let me remember how much control he has over me at this point. I would do anything he could want from me, just to have him finish what he has started down there.
Then they move even further up, until they reach my breasts. At first they just cup them, hold them tight, but then he starts to pinch my nipples again. I knew that he was going to do this, but the moment it happend a flash races through my whole body. The slight pain of my nipples between his fingers and the soft play of his tongue on my clit are the perfect combination. I can feel how the tingling is expanding, starting where his face is right now, slowly moving up and down from there. I know what is going to happen but the feeling of this orgasm building up is maybe even better than the one itself.
My abs start to tense up, as well as my neck, as well as every other part of my body. Without any controll of my side I push my hip up to have him even closer,my legs move together to instinctively hold him in his place. My body wants this so bad, I want this so bad! On last, loud moan and my hands claw into his pillow while the first orgasm rushes trough me. My whole body is like electrified, my legs are twitching and I have to fight to breath enough to not pass out.
This was amazing. He was a god down there. After some time, don’t ask how much, he puts himself on his knees and ,with closed eyes, I feel his hand on my thigh. Going further until he reached my pussy lips. I was so wet he just slid over them. After a bit of foreplay and impatient moaning from my side he finally starts to finger me, one finger at first but then more. I don’t know how much in the end but that doesn’t even matter. What matters is, what they do in me. He searches the spot and finds it. Or to be honest, I think he didn’t even searched, he just went straight for it.
I think he did not lie beforehand when he told me he has some experience with this. If his tongue did not already put me into heaven, those fingers would now do it. I haven’t take a full breath since my last orgasm and he was on his way to my next round. My clit is so sensible, even the slightest touch starts to shoot flashes trough my whole body. My breathing gets faster and instinctively I bite my lip. Alk the time I am lying there with my eyes closed and just concentrate on every action he is doing with me. But for a short moment, I open them and take a look at him. He looks directly back at me, deep into my skull and his expression just reinforces the power he has over me at this point. While he massages my g spot his thumb begins to play with my clit again. This is to much, all those sensations unload in another huge orgasm.
My whole body cramps and my hands sink into his bed sheets. My legs starts to twitch and I can not do a thing against it. I need a minute to gather my breath again and look at him. He has this smile on his face that show he knew exactly what he just did. And I am so grateful for this. Now it is my time to revaunch me. I throw him around so that he is lying below me. With a quick move I pull down his boxer and my mouth went instinctively for his best member. I give my best and use all the tricks I have. There is never to much spit. My hands help my tongue and lips fulfill their mission. His heavy breathing shows me that I am doing it right.
After I think thats enough, I position myself above him and his dick on my entry. I want to slowly move myself down, but he has other plans. He wants me now and could not wait a second longer. He places his hands on my hips and pushes me down, I feel his dick slide into me and this spark running trough my whole body. He just wants it, and I am going to give it to him. I ride him, up and down, front and back. His dick is exactly like his fingers, the perfect size and directly positioned at my g-spot. While he does those wonders in my my clit get its part on the outside. While riding him, every move just slides it a bit over his skin and that’s already enough. I do al this to give him the pleasure back that he gave me before, but I can already feel that this one is also going on my side. The heat rushes to my head, my breath gets more and more intense and without even noticing it, my hand move to my breasts and I start to play with my nipples, pulling them more and more.
Then it happens. I let out one last intense breath and my whole body explodes in thousands parts. It feels like every inch of my skin now has thousand times more nerves than before. His dick inside of me, and my clit on his crotch but there was more. I was wet yeah, but not THIS wet. With every thrust of my orgasm, with every tightening of my pussy I can feel how I squirt more and more over his dick. And it makes it even more intense. At first I try to hold it because I am a bit embarrassed but the orgsams that is flowing trough my body let me forget everything else and I just let it go. I can feel how wet his and my thighs get but at this point I dont even care if I would flood his whole bedroom. I am just living in this moment.
When i can finally open my eyes again I see on his face that he is as surprised as me, but he loves it. I can’t move anymore but now it is him that is doing the work, I see, and feel that he is getting close. I watch his chest tightening, I can even se single muscle fibers.
When I think he is close enough in only ask “Where?”. He pulls out, stands up in front of me and after just a few strokes on his side he shoot his load all over me. I feel so slutty in this moment. The man that gave me all those amazing orgasm can now just use me as thanks for his awesome work. His warm cum is all over my body, my face, my boobs and even in my hair. After he is finished I start to play a bit with it. Put it between my fingers and finally lick it lustfully. Judging by the look on his face, he likes this slutty side of me.
We clean ourselfs up a bit and I thank him like a thousand more times for this great experience. I give him a last goodbye kiss in his doorway and just say “Can’t wait for next time”.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/10pd8df/my_amazing_night_out_f26affair
Fuck that story is hot! Are you planning on writing a part 2? 🤤😍