“I can’t help it, Oh god, that’s good,” was my reply.
She just giggled back to me, “it’s going to get better.” Giggled again and resumed her sucking.
She kept on bobbing up and down and sucking me while watching my face with her big brown eyes. I was trembling and nearing the point of no return when she stopped, crawled back up my body dragging her tits up my stomach to my face and then kissed me deeply.
Then she blew my mind when she whispered in my ear, “You’ve been such a gentleman to me so when you’re ready, cum in my mouth, baby! I want your to feel your cock pulsing. Fill it up!”
OMG!
Then she returned to my cock but slid down further and started sucking my balls. That started taking me toward ecstasy and she could tell.
Another pause, “Give me your hot cum baby.”
My balls began to tighten up and I told her, “Oh my god! Julie, I’m going to cum!”
“Mmmmm,” she hummed on my cock.
She immediately clamped her mouth down on my cock and sucked even harder. Her tongue was lapping my head while her big brown eyes watched me melt. She pulled my cock out until she was sucking just the head while sucking me fiercely.
I began to shoot the first rope in her mouth. I held her head in place as she gulped and swallowed. I was almost too loud with my moans and groans as I kept shooting several more ropes of cum while my body jerked and twitched. She just kept sucking until I was empty, drained of all the cum I could muster. Then she swallowed my cum and licked around her lips. She hadn’t lost a drop. WOW!
She giggled and said, “Baby, you sure needed that. That was fun for me too. I love your intensity and passion!”
I damn near wanted to marry her! What a great feeling she had given me. She slid back up face to face grinning and looking at me with those big brown eyes. I surprised her by leaning in and kissing her deeply. I pushed my tongue in hoping to taste any remnants of my cum from her mouth or tongue. She realized what I was doing and kissed me back deeply shoving her tongue into my mouth. I could taste my cum and we both moaned so satisfied.
When she pulled back, she commented, “I can’t believe your wife won’t blow you! I don’t know whether she’s stupid or fucking around on you. I love to blow a man who isn’t afraid of kissing me afterwards.”
“Oh, I’m telling you if she would suck me like this, I would never cheat on her.”
“I’ve had fun, baby and I hate to do it, but I gotta dress and get out of here. My ride is probably here. Please remember to ask for Julie next time.”
She went into the bathroom and, I guess peed, then returned and started dressing. I watched her dress and got my wallet to pull out more money for the tip. Yes, she certainly deserved a nice one. She finished dressing and leaned in to give me a last kiss. It was a sweet kiss and then she pulled back.
I handed her the tip and told her, “Thank you, this is the nicest I’ve felt in years.”
“Thank you, baby, I had fun too! Remember, Julie next time.”
I never saw her again. Next time I was in that city I called but she wasn’t working for them anymore. Another learning point…… get her direct number, if possible, if you liked her.
However, the biggest lesson learned? My wife was 100% correct. I would continue to take her angry advice and find other women to fuck. I realized how much I had been missing and determined I had missed enough so I would just get mine on the road.
Sadly, it was tough to sleep that first night. I felt guilty and wondered if my wife would take one look at me and know I had cheated. I had a couple of days to get my mind straight and make sure I didn’t give away the absolute joy I was feeling. I flew back home, got off the plane, trudged home and nothing had changed. She said she missed me, gave me the obligatory peck on the cheek, but we didn’t even have “welcome home sex.” A week later I convinced her to have sex which was as usual, totally unsatisfying. She just wasn’t interested.
All my guilt evaporated, and I knew I would cheat again and again. Was I being selfish? Absolutely, but after trying for ten plus years of marriage for her to become my lover it was apparent things would never change. I would eventually stay with my wife for another fifteen years before calling it quits once the kids were about out of school. I knew she wasn’t my soul mate or partner, and she proved it over and over through the years.
More stories to come!
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