Tim and Sasha had been dating for six years and their relationship was glorious. They had the kind of sex that made their friends jealous — couldn’t keep their hands off each other. But, as with all things, time wreaked havoc on the relationship and by year six, they were in a state of never ending drama.
A break up was inevitable, but they were attached at the hip and couldn’t end things.
While Sasha was in Texas for a work conference, she texted Tim and told him she’d hit her limit with his indecision and needed a break. He told her he understood. Of course, that wasn’t the answer she wanted to hear. She wanted to hear him say he was still fighting for the relationship.
“Fine, then,” she responded.
A few hours later, after she cried her eyes out, Sasha broke into the minibar and drank nearly every airplane bottle she could get her hands on. She headed down to the hotel bar and ordered a Diet Coke.
A man approached. Someone from the conference who worked in the LA office. He was smooth, well dressed, handsome, in shape. All the things Tim wasn’t. And, of course, he was a high level exec.
“Joseph,” he said as he sat next to her. “I see your lanyard. You’re here for the conference.”
“Yeah,” she said. “Sasha. And even though I’d love to talk shop, my long term boyfriend and I are on a break and I’m hittin’ the bar.”
“Well,” Joseph said. “I can understand. Work conferences are a great way to escape your regular life. It’s like Vegas. What happens at work conferences stay at work conferences.”
He winked.
Sasha put her hand under the bar, out of sight from Joseph and rubbed her pussy through her stockings. Her hunch was right – she was soaking wet.
“Are you married?” She asked.
“I am,” he said, pointing to the ring on his finger. “But these work conferences are basically like orgies. Is this your first one?”
“It is,” she said.
“You know,” Joseph said, “The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else. I can … take the ring off. We can pretend we’re both single and –”
“No,” she said. “Leave the ring on. Let’s go to my room.”
Sasha and Joseph rushed to the elevator. For the first time in years, she was giggling, excited. They got into the elevator and she kissed him.
“You know what they say — when your mouth is wet, it means you want to suck a cock.”
“Is your mouth wet?” He asked.
Sasha held out her hand, opened her mouth and a long stream of saliva drooled out.
“I’d say so,” she said.
“Slurp it back into your mouth,” Joseph said, wondering what sort of freak he was about to get with.
Sasha held her palm to her mouth and slurped her saliva back into her mouth and gulped it down.
“It’s not the only thing I swallow,” she said as the elevator dinged. She opened her hotel room and they stepped inside.
“Nice room,” Joseph said as he kicked his shoes off.
“Thanks.”
Sasha kicked off her heels and pulled down her stockings.
“I’m a squirter,” she warned. “Hope that doesn’t bother you?”
“It doesn’t,” Joseph said as he neatly draped his suit and tie over the chair in the room. Suddenly, they were naked. Sasha eyed Joseph’s cock. It was large and long – and he was manscaped – his greying chest hair neatly trimmed. He had abs and a grey beard, but couldn’t have been older than 50. He was just a silver fox.
Sasha, on the other hand, was a brunette with almost neon green eyes. She was petit but had curves and a juicy ass. She usually kept her pussy bald, but recently had grown it out a little into a nice triangular bush.
“Sit,” she instructed.
Joseph said on the sofa in the room. Sasha paced the room, studying him. He leaned back into the sofa, his rock hard cock shooting straight into the air. She licked her lips and dropped to her knees and crawled, like a dog, towards him.
His cock bounced with anticipation. She put her hands on his thighs and pulled herself up, pressing her small B-cup tits against his cock and balls.
“How big is your cock?”
“Eight and a half,” he said confidently.
“I might … choke.”
“Go for it,” he said.
Sasha couldn’t believe what she was about to do. Even though she and Tim had suggested a break, she found herself unsure of whether or not they actually made it official or not. Was this cheating? And really, who cared? The relationship was dead and had died years ago.
Without another though, Sasha opened her mouth and put Joseph’s cock in it. She drooled, saliva dripping down his balls. She rubbed them as she slurped and sucked his cock.
“This is as deep as I can go,” she said, showing him that she could get to the six inch mark, but no deeper.
“We can try to push a little deeper. Do you mind if it’s a little rough?”
She hesitated. She hadn’t given Tim a blowjob in over a year — she didn’t want to. She didn’t respect him anymore. Love him, sure, but respect? It didn’t exist. She couldn’t picture sucking his cock, so she decided to go for it and do the opposite of whatever she’d do with Tim.
“Fine,” she said. “Fuck my face till I puke!”
Joseph smirked and took charge, standing up. He gripped her ponytail and pressed her mouth open with his thumb.
“Ready? I’m going to be rough.”
“I don’t care,” she said. Sasha felt dead inside. Maybe Joseph could make her feel alive again, albeit slightly fearful.
He gripped her ponytail hard and shoved his cock into her throat. She gagged and coughed and saliva flew through her cheeks onto his pelvis. Tears ran down her cheeks, bringing black streams of mascara with them.
“Good girl,” Joseph said as he pounded his cock into her throat. She knew she’d have a sore throat because of this, but she didn’t care. There was something suave about Joseph that made her feel like she was in safe hands. But that also seemed kind of frightening.
He pulled his cock from her throat and a torrent of saliva gushed forth and soaked into the carpet.
“Taste it,” he commanded, pressing her face into the puddle. He yanked her from the ponytail and slapped her across the face with his giant, hard cock. She winced and giggled.
“You’re a freak,” she said.
“You’re the one who said you’re a squirter. We’ll see about that.”
He pushed his cock into her mouth and pressed it down her throat. She writhed and squirmed until her eyes bulged.
“Choke,” he said.
She gagged and spat and pulled his cock out of her throat, gasping for air.
“Give me a second,” she said.
“Nope,” he said, shoving two fingers into her mouth. She gagged and spat and shook her head, laughing. “Finger yourself.”
Sasha jammed her fingers into her hole and fucked herself.
“Harder,” he ordered.
She fucked herself harder.
He spat on her face and pressed it into her mouth with his cock. She slurped his saliva into her mouth and swallowed it.
“Uh!” Sasha groaned as she brought herself closer to an orgasm. “GOD!” She howled as she fingered herself harder and harder.
“On the bed!” Joseph commanded.
Sasha jumped into the bed and held her legs open. Joseph dropped in between her legs and tongued her clit while she finger fucked the shit out of her soaking cunt.
“Cumming!” She groaned as she fucked herself harder. He sucked her clit and her lips until they became swollen.
“Good girl,” he said as she brought herself to an orgasm.
She collapsed, writhing and squirming like a fish out of water all over the bed.
“Can’t,” she gurgled as saliva ran out of her mouth.
He kept sucking her clit until she slapped him across the face and pushed him away.
“Stop, stop stop,” she cried out. “So sensitive.”
She squirmed a little longer before cooling down.
“I need to ride you,” Sasha said as Joseph got into the bed and on his back. Sasha straddled him and pressed his cock inside of her.
“God, you feel good,” she groaned as she inched herself down little by little.
Sasha started riding, up and down, up and down, her thighs slapping against his thighs.
“This is how I squirt,” she said. “I have to be on top.”
She reached down and wrapped her hands around his throat and squeezed.
“Choke,” she said as she slapped him and squeezed his throat. She slipped her finger into his mouth and fishhooked his cheek.
“This is MY cock,” she shouted as she rode faster and faster, screaming, squeezing her breasts, her hair waving all over the place. “MY cock!” She screamed and she rode faster and faster, not letting up on Joseph’s throat. His face turned red. His eyes bulged. Now, he was the one who was frightened.
Sasha started grinding against him, his entire cock inside of her wet hole.
“Gonna,” she writhed as she put her left hand around her own throat, choking herself. “Now,” she moaned. “Now!”
She released her grip from Joseph entirely and wrapped BOTH of her hands around her little whore throat and squeezed.
Joseph tried to touch her, but she spat on his face and shook her head. He laid back and watched as she grinded and pressed herself into him and choked herself. Her face turned red and her eyes rolled into the back of her little whore skull and soon, she was cumming.
She leapt off his cock, yanked her cunt with her left hand and pulled up on her lips, releasing a torrent of shiny liquid that gushed from her cunt. She squirted all over Joseph’s torso, some landing on his face as he opened his mouth to taste her.
Her eyes remained in the back of her skull as she squirted and collapsed onto Joseph’s chest. The color returned to her cheeks as she caught her breath.
“Jesus,” Joseph said. “And we’re not even done yet,” he said laughing as he pulled himself up. Her squirt ran down his abs. Sasha leaned in and tongued his torso clean.
Joseph dangled his cock over her mouth and she licked it and slurped it, tasting her cunt on him.
“Cum on my face,” she begged. It was something Tim ALWAYS asked for permission to do and she consistently denied him.
Joseph smirked and began to stroke his cock as he inched closer and closer to her face. He straddled her and put his balls in her mouth, she kissed and licked them and sucked them while she sat under him, watching him masturbate.
She put her hands on his hips and then inched one finger closer and closer to his ass.
“Can I?” She asked.
“Do it,” he said as she slipped her pointer finger into him.
“Call me a whore,” she said as she fingered his ass and sucked his balls.
“You’re a whore.”
“Say it again. Like you mean it.”
“You’re a WHORE!” He shouted.
She took her right hand and began masturbating.
“AGAIN!” She screamed.
“You’re a fucking whore! A dirty little slut.”
“I’m a huge fucking slut!”
“A huge fucking slut,” Joseph whispered as he drew closer to orgasm. “A huge fucking slut that is going to bathe in my cum.”
“I want to swim in it,” she giggled as she orgasmed. “Cum with me,” she pleaded.
Joseph inched down, straddling her breasts. She kept a finger inside of him as he pinned her down with his left hand around her throat and jacked off aiming for her pretty little slut face.
“Here I cum,” he announced as he released a rope of cum across her face. She giggled as another rope shot out, splattering her cheeks. Another rope shot into her hair. And a fourth, into her open mouth. Soon, her face was soaked with a stranger’s cum.
She moaned, gasping for breath. He pushed his cock into her mouth one last time, pressing deeper and deeper, as if he was doing a push up. Soon, his pelvis pressed against her nose. Her eyes buldged and saliva ran down her cheeks.
“You’re a fucking slut,” Joseph said as he collapsed next to her in the bed, laughing.
“A fucking slut,” Sasha whispered as she slid his cum off her face and into her mouth, swallowing it.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/7fa45s/sex_with_a_stranger_while_on_a_relationship_break