My heart was racing as I held on to Chris’ member, rubbing it gently at first, and then vigorously, imagining what it must feel like inside. I felt so fucking naughty. And while I usually thought of myself as a “good girl”, I was revelling in the idea of being used like a dirty slut, right here in his office.
Kissing Chris was incredible. He held me close and I could feel his big arms envelop me as we made out. He was so passionate, rubbing all over my body as I continued to stroke his cock outside his shorts. Without hesitation he started to remove my sports bra. A moment of terror struck through my mind. How would my husband feel? Even though he was into Hotwifing, what he was into was predicated on trust and transparent communication. What would I tell him about why I am getting home later than my planned end time? Would I confess? Fuck!
But as Chris began to focus his lips and tongue on my nipples, gently caressing each breast with his hands, that terror melted into my lust. Better to ask forgiveness, I told myself as he sat in his chair and wrapped his arms around my ass, pulling me close and going to town on my tits with his mouth.
I just stood there, letting a man who was not my husband devour me. I felt so hot and sexy! And while I always criticized Hollywood movies for romanticizing flings too much, I couldn’t help but think how great this was.
Chris took his shirt off after about five minutes working my upper body. He definitely took care of himself. I felt like a goddess as his pecs and abs connected with me. He stood back up and held me close. We were both naked on top, and our warm bodies connected, filling me with excitement… and wetness down below.
Chris then picked me up and held me, my legs wrapped around his ass. Our gym shorts did little to stop his cock from pressing into me. I made out with him and felt his strong arms holding me, felt his pecs, and kissed on his shoulders and neck as he explored me.
He set me on the table and then paused. “I know you are married. And I’m having a lot of fun because you’re fucking hot and doing this with you is even hotter, but before I take off your shorts and give you a night to remember, I want you to consider whether it is something you actually want to do.”
I didn’t hesitate. “Use me like it’s the last fuck of your life,” I urged, lust dripping through my voice with urgency.
And with that, Chris yanked off my shoes and pulled off my shorts and panties. He also kicked off his shoes and pulled down his shorts and boxers. There it was. It must have been 8 inches long! And my god, it was so thick and veiny. I giggled in my mind as I wondered if he did dick exercises, too.
“Get on your knees and worship it,” he commanded, now also sounding lusty, his voice deepening. I could feel his heartbeat in his cock as I held the base. I loved that he was so excited to fuck me!
I wrapped my lips around his head, marvelling at how much more challenging it was to fit than my husband’s. My husband had a lovely dick, but this was a monster dick. I began gently. “No, I said worship it. Act like you want to be with it.” I started to work my mouth deeper. I had always told my husband my gag reflex wasn’t that good. But somehow I was fitting more of Chris’ bigger dick in my mouth than I ever fit of my husband’s.
“That’s good. Keep working it. Don’t forget my balls.” I began to lick, slowly, starting from the base of his balls up the bottom of his cock and all the way to the head. I licked everywhere. And then I started taking it deep, gagging. I loved how vocal he was, both in commanding me to do a good job, but also his sexy moans as I took his shaft deeper and deeper until he hit my throat. I couldn’t believe myself. This was the stuff my husband said would be so hot. Me just giving into impulses for another man who was so dominant.
“Lay back,” Chris said, as he moved me to the couch he had in his office. I did. He lay me back and started to come toward my pussy with his mouth. I couldn’t help but thinking about the workout that I had just finished. “No,” I said, “it’s not the best down there.”
“Shut the fuck up,” he said, as he buried his face in my mound. He went right to work on my clit. His tongue motions were so different than my husband’s. It was exciting to feel something new. I looked down to this sexy late-20’s guy and my arousal grew as he started to rub my labia with his fingers, with each sweep coming closer to my soaked hole. He slid in two fingers at first, hitting my g-spot as he motioned “come here” with his fingers. I was going to come here, alright. I was approaching climax.
He then stuffed in a third and came up for air, saying, “to get you ready for what you’re about to experience.” As he returned to my clit, I came right then and there. But this wasn’t any usual come. I became a new woman with that come. I exploded with pleasure, moaning so loudly and intensely. It was this hot thought that made my cum better than any other: Whenever my husband put three fingers in me I always thought of the huge cocks in porn. But I had never been filled by one. So in this instance the pleasure of his tongue on my clit, his three fingers inside of me, and the behemoth I was about to let inside me overtook me in ways I cannot describe.
As soon as I came, Chris got up to his feet and carried me back to his desk. It was the perfect height for him to fuck me.
I looked down. His cock almost reached my belly button as he positioned me. He looked into my eyes and gave me that same megawatt smile that first shook me, and he said, “are you ready?”
“So ready!” I said, spreading my legs wider. His cock head inched down toward my opening. He pressed his head against it and I gasped. It felt so full. Fuller than three fingers, even. He gently inched it in, asking, “is this OK?” I nodded in reply, biting my lip and feeling an immense rush of pleasure. He slowly thrust in three or four times and as he felt me adjusting to his size, he began to thrust with greater intensity and speed. “Fuck, you are hotter than I even imagined,” he said, grunting as he pushed against me.
I couldn’t believe how full I felt, and how his cock head rubbed along my g-spot. And moments after he complimented me I started squirting. I hardly ever squirt unless my husband is fingering me! My god, to squirt so easily from a cock was exquisite!
I thought for a second about the fact that Chris wasn’t wearing a condom. I had been so captivated by his cock that I didn’t stop to ask when he put it in. But then I remembered how much my husband liked cream pies and convinced myself I was doing it for him!
Chris began to push even deeper and deeper into me, causing me the most intense and deep sensations I have ever felt. I gasped as I held onto his shoulders, greedily kissing his hot body and mouth as he pressed his cock in and out, in and out, in and out.
He then told me to get down on all fours on his couch. I complied. “Bury your face in the back of the couch, trust me,” he said, smirking as he positioned his cock again. This time he took no time, immediately thrusting his cock deep inside me. More of him fit in with the way way I was positioned. My moan was almost a scream of pleasure and I came again from both the sensation and how much this new man knew about himself and what he was capable of.
His cock thrashed inside of me. “I will be my husband’s Hotwife forever,” I thought, grinding back even harder against Chris’ cock, panting and moaning as I came, my pussy convulsing and grabbing at his cock.
The combination of my grinding and orgasm put Chris over the top. He moaned and groaned and quickly withdrew from me, shooting the most intense load of cum across my ass and back. I didn’t know whether he was being respectful or that he didn’t want to impregnate a married woman, but I couldn’t help but wonder how that big load would have felt inside of me as I collapsed onto the couch.
Chris came and sat behind me, cleaning his cum off my me with tissue. “That was incredible,” he said, calmly, “I hope you enjoyed it, too!”
“I have never been fucked like that in my life! I loved it,” I replied. We kissed passionately and got dressed back into our gym gear.
“Look forward to seeing you Friday. You’re my last client of the night again,” Chris shared.
“See you then,” I blushed, striding out of the office on cloud nine. As I departed I couldn’t help but wonder what my husband think about my late arrival home. What I might or might not say to him about what just happened.
As I pondered that I also delighted in the fact I just had the best sexual experience of my life, and that more great times may await me.
To be continued…
Tag: Wife
That time we [M40,F40] had [Group][MFMF] with our friends[M42,F39]
Myself and my wife, Lisa, have both had group sex before. Only once as a couple but previous to our relationship I had a few threesomes and she had two so we were no strangers to the idea of it. However, over time, our number one sex bucketlist item that we wanted to tick off was to have sex with another couple, specifically a hot couple! We didn’t want to do this with strangers but also didn’t want to do it with anyone too close. Then we met Carl and Beth! Carl is from Ireland (as are myself and Lucy, this story takes place in Cork, Ireland) but had lived in Asia for years, running a nightclub where he met his stripper girlfriend Beth, marrying her before moving back to Ireland. In Ireland they joined my wife’s gym where they became good friends and eventually, we started socialising with them. Over time, this socialising verged on flirty as we became more candid of our sex lives and more comfortable with each other. We had never been out with them without others but on this occasion we arranged a night with just us four. Whenever Carl and Beth went out in the city they stayed in a hotel whereas myself and Lisa lived in the city.
[MF] Me and Wife went to Nude Becah and fucked out in the open
Me and the wife finally made the pilgrimage to a certain Nude Beach on Sunday. We usually frequented Blacks but nevermore after finding our spot 😁Pitched a tent right near the fence that marks the start of the nude beach, I stripped my wife down to her naked self, then myself.
Frolicking in the sand a bit, my wife wanted to get right to it,in the tent. I told her umm….this is San Onofre. Anything goes. I laid her in fornt of the tent on our beach towel and started eating her nice hairy pussy out. Squirming with pleasure, letting out her beautiful sounding moans, did it till she came, then I slid my cock right inside of her tight pussy and banged her missionary
After tht, switched positions to doggy style for a bit then she rode the fuck out of me then sat on my face and rode it good 😊 all out in the open for anyone to see. We loved it! Then gave her the pile driver for a good while till I finally came all over her face 😈 she then did a nice lil cum walk, proudly displaying the facial she received.
[MF] When a lonely mom comes over to pet your dog, she wants to pet your dick instead.
After my ex wife had left me to move back in with her boyfriend I always wondered how people cheat and what it looked like and felt like. Not that I cruised to be a home wrecker, I honestly was in a dark place emotionally and filled that void in my life with plug and play female with the goal of filling them. Hurt people hurt people aaaannnnndddd you don’t want to hear too much sappy emotional nonsense so:
Cruising on random dating apps has its benefits as you’ll find one or two random females that actually exist and not spam bots. She had her name as “Gladys” or some random name but she was latina, milfy, and had a pretty excellent cleavage line so I of course messaged her and we started flirting. Noting sexual or explicit, but she was oddly primed to come over after she wanted to see my dog so she came over for a bit. Nothing happened that night because honestly I didn’t think that this shit actually happened this way. She left, uneventful evening.
A Week to Remember: 25 Anniversary, 2 Birthdays, 2 fantasies fulfilled – Prt 1- (M48, F45, F38) (MF+)(Oral, Consensual-surprise)
My husband and I are a unique pairing in that we have the same birthday, just 3 yrs apart. We didn’t discover this until after we began dating. So when we got married we figured we would make it a triple holiday and got married on our birthday.
This year was a milestone year as it is our 25th anniversary, My 45 Birthday and my husbands 48th.
I was anticipating something big for the celebration this year as it was a big milestone. We are normally pretty low key when it comes to Birthdays, but every now and again, my husband will surprise me with something out of the ordinary like he did [for my 40th birthday.](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/y8fgv7/husband_tied_me_to_the_bed_and_blindfolded_and/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) Being that it was our 25th, several of our friends and my Daughter wanted to do something special, and I was conspiring with a friend of mine to do something special for my husband. Little did i know (but had hoped) that he had plans for me.
Vibrating Prostate Massager for the win! [MF]
[MF] Had a weekend away with the wife, had lots of sex.
Pulled out my old box of tricks for one of our sessions. I used my prostate massager in her pussy while I ate her out which gave her, according to her, one of the best orgasms she’s had in a while. Washed it off and inserted it into my ass. Pounded away at her while she pushed it in and out of of me for a while till I came. Holy shit! That was incredible!
Just had to share with someone.
[MF] Muslim hijabi milf (f34) getting destroyed in Ramadan by white cock (m26)
I did get permission to write this and yes she will be reading so keep them respectful :)
this affair has been going on over two years. We live in the US but she is from the Middle East originally. I won’t specify country and her “name” is Sara. She’s about 5’5 with a big ass and a decent pair of tits. And impressively thin for a 34 year old mom
Sara is married , and a mother of 3. Yet despite projecting the perfect Muslim wife role. She has been coming over to my place regularly to get my stiff white cock to satisfy her beautiful brown cunt. And other than her husband, I’m the only man who’s ever had the pleasure of penetrating it .
However, every year during Ramadan we’ve taken a break for the month while she fasts. And that was the intention this year as well, however yesterday she texts me flirting . Which is something she doesn’t do during this month. And of course I flirted back to get her thinking about me.
*TRIGGER WARNING* CNC Do You Have a Light?
A notification sound goes off on your phone. You pull your phone out and check the message… “I’m at the mall you should meet me here. I’ll be waiting for you in the parking lot.”
“I’m busy right now I don’t know if I can.” You type your response. Within a few seconds you get a reply, “ok I’m going to have a smoke and hang out for a little bit if you change your mind 😈.
You’re almost trembling thinking about taking him up on his offer. You’re nervous, you’ve never done anything like this before but you’ve always wanted to. It takes you away in your head and you can’t focus on the simple chore of Grocery shopping you were just doing. You’re actually just on your way to grab the last of your list and check out, so you decide to see if your body will let yourself carry through with it. You don’t respond until your checking out. “Are you still there or did you leave already?”
My Ducts Get Cleaned [M40/F30/M30][light BDSM][Threesome][cheating]
## My Ducts Get Cleaned [M40/F30/M30][light BDSM][Threesome][cheating]
Spring bloomed early this year and outside our little suburban house, the trees began to shed their pollen. Walking down the street had become an exercise in controlled sneezes and angry tears. I had called a company to clean out our air ducts in anticipation of Mother Nature’s plant fog and they came on a day when my wife was going to be at work. I was taking allergy medicine with my coffee when the doorbell rang.
I met the younger looking couple in matching jumpsuits at the door. Behind them, I could see a green film already on my car windshield. “Come in, come in,” I said.
“I’m Manny, and this is my wife Debra.” The man was taller than me by a few inches, dark brown hair, and broad shoulders. He carried two large cases of equipment and asked where the basement stairs were, lugging one case as I opened the cellar door.
Debra was a good deal shorter, blue eyes under bangs of auburn hair tied in a ponytail. Despite wearing the loose jumpsuit, she had curves that sparked my imagination which only got more lewd when she bent over to pick up the other case. What was I thinking? “I’m going to start upstairs with the vents, alright?”
THE REPAYMENT. A woman found a novel and pleasurable way to repay her debt.
John has known Anne for many years and they were friends who knew each other through work. John at age 45 is a successful businessman who owns a construction company while Anne, age 35 works as a sales executive for a company supplying materials to John’s company. One day Anne borrowed $6000 from John to cover some emergency needs. She promised to pay him back after 6 months but one year had passed and she still couldn’t repay it. John was getting impatient and kept pestering her to pay back. Anne was getting desperate. Her expected commissions and bonuses did not come through due to a slowdown in the economy and she was continually short of money although she would like to settle her debt.
After a long and acrimonious lecture from John which left her in tears, she promised to pay $1000 in a month’s time. When the time came she could only spare $300 which she scrapped up mainly by saving on food. They met at a coffee bar in a shopping complex. When she told John the amount, he was sneering and disdainful.
“Only $300? So how many years are you going to take to pay me back? I should charge you interest!”