How can I deny this seductive woman, who is lying here like a pleasure platter for my own taking? Licking my lips, I take a step forward. Once I do this, there is no going back. I have debated on finding a lover for a long time, but always told myself I wasn’t brave enough. Too afraid my wife would find out, take my money, my house and worst of all, my kids.
But those fears don’t linger in my gut right now. Maybe it is because my cock is screaming to bury itself inside the tight confines of Lisa’s pretty pink pussy. The lust is making me stupid, but stupid I want to be. I move to sit in my plush chair. I slowly pull her forward, closer to me, with a full view of her womanhood. Her pussy is neatly trimmed, with almost no hair at all. I can tell she is wet even now, when I’ve yet to do anything to her. The idea of us doing this must make her so excited.
Licking my lips once more, I kiss her inner thigh, right at the lace of her leggings. I drag my tongue over the lace, leaving it moist with my saliva and moving to do the other legs. I can hear Lisa’s breathing quicken, her breasts rise and fall gently, her hands roaming over her body. Knowing she has been without panties this whole time builds my excitement. How many times has she done that, all those times she has been in a skirt. How bare and exposed she’s been, so fucking sexy.
My tongue trails up her inner thigh, nibbling every few inches, until I can’t take it any longer. I dip my tongue lightly between her folds, tasting her sweetness. Her aroma addicting, wanting to please her, I lash my tongue against her pussy. Grazing over her clit, which is hard, standing at attention. I suckle it into my mouth, with the tip of my tongue prodding at it, I slide two fingers into her soppy wet pussy. I begin to pound her hard with each thrust.
All the while she begs, pleading with me to keep going. To use her as I see fit. I become rougher, biting into her clit, holding it tightly, as I ram my fingers deeper, curling to find her g-spot. She squeals out, grinding up into my movement. Face fucking her, I feel juices dripping down my chin, rolling down my neck, soaking me with her exotic scent.
Lisa reaches down, grabbing a hold of my hair, she pushes me further into her, wrapping her legs around me, and begins to hump against my face. My nose jammed against her pussy, tongue flicking, fingers fucking, her body locks, a gurgling cry fills the air as she has a full body orgasm. I reach up to her hips with one hand, holding her down, so she can ride out her orgasm. My mouth fills with her juice, drinking it down, owning this orgasm. It’s forever mine.
She pulls me up to her, wrapping her legs around me, she sits slightly up. Her tongue dives into my mouth, kissing me hard. She becomes aggressive, growling like a kitten who is in heat. I rip out her top, exposing her perfect little breasts, cupping them, I pinch her nipples. She yelps, letting go of our kiss. I lean down and I bite hard down onto her nipple, sucking it into my mouth, as I pinch the other one still. She said use her as I see fit, and that is exactly what I’m going to do.
Going back and forth between the two, until they’re swollen and tender, I begin to slap at her tits. All the while, Lisa has released my cock from my trousers, stroking it with her delicate fingers. I’m leaking so much pre-cum that her hands are soaked in it. She doesn’t mind, using it to stroke me easier.
Until I have her lie back down, this time with her head hanging over the desk, I move around to fill her mouth with my cock. I’m not gentle, I’ve always wanted to face fuck someone and she seems so willing. She takes my entire length into the back of her throat. I begin to slap and pinch her breasts and nipples once more. Red, swollen and tender, she whimpers with each touch.
She gags over my cock when I push down too deeply, but slurps at the spit and juices, she loves it as much as I do. She’s a dirty little slut, just like I like them. I can’t help but feel I’m dreaming of the best fantasy ever. I keep waiting to see if I wake up.
Not wanting to come in her mouth, I pull out reluctantly, dragging her off the desk. I bend her over it, with her body pressed against the cool, cherry oak wooden desk. With my cock, I soak it more with her pussy juice, dragging it along her slit, all the way up to her crack. Her cute, tight ass longing to be filled with a hard cock.
When I know her ass is good and ready, I slowly enter. Filling her with the slowest pace, to ease us both into it. Our breathing is tight, almost as though we’re both holding onto it, afraid to ruin the moment. It isn’t until I’m about half way in that she lets out a long moan, leaning back into me. I give myself a little thrust to finish it off, until I’m balls deep. Lisa leans up on her tippy toes, pushing herself back into me.
“Fucking A’, it’s been so long since I’ve had the pleasure of something in my ass. Fuck me, Greg, fuck me good.”
We both begin to move together, her tight ass swallowing my cock. I hands grip her hips, thrusting into her hard. She moves a hand down under her, to play with her clit. Her moans grow, as I focus on them and taking her ass. I can’t remember the last time I felt so much excitement. My balls growing tight, slapping against Lisa’s body with each inward thrust.
I pull out of her ass, quickly replacing it into her pussy, aching to fuck her there too. I want as much as I can get from her. I’m greedy and I don’t fucking care. Pounding her pussy, I slap her ass, I’m rough and leaving my mark on her. Teeth marks, hickey’s, hand marks, you name it, she has it. This girl has given me something no one else has in maybe ever, I’m not about to pass it up. Not this chance, there is no going back now. I might as well make the best of it. And damn does she make it hard to not want to. To be so willing to let me use her to please myself with.
What guy could ever say no to that? Fuck! My mind racing with all these thoughts, pounding into her like a mad man. I feel her tighten around my cock, she begins to come. Yelping out, begging me not to stop, to not slow down. I wouldn’t dream of it. I bathe in her orgasm, riding her pussy until it passes.
Then, and only then, do I pull out one last time and shove myself back into her ass. I know I’m not far off from my own orgasm. How I’ve lasted this long is beyond me, but I’m not about to argue with it. Fucking her with a longer, deeper stroke, she mewls each time I bottom out. My own wife would never let me fuck her in the ass. I have only one other time, long before I met my wife, with a lovely little high school slut. She begged me to be the first to fuck her in her glory hole.
Between the memories of her and Lisa now, I grunt, before tightening and releasing my load. I fill her with my seed. Rope and rope of my sticky seed fills her asshole. I don’t stop, but do slow, milking myself into her. My fingers tracing lightly over her back, as I come down from my high. When I pull out, my orgasm leaks out of her, dripping down her legs. I watch it do so as I plop down in my seat, catching my breath. Lisa stays there for a moment, doing the same, before she turns to sit up on the desk.
“That was fun, wasn’t it?” She giggles, she reaches for her milk shake and drinks it deeply. It should be easier to drink now that it has gone softer.
“Not how I thought my weekend was going to go, no. Pretty damn good though. Surprising as well,” I admit.
“Don’t know what came over me, I just feel comfortable around you. I know you’re married, I’m not looking for a relationship. It just isn’t common for me to feel so relaxed around guys. I figured why not.”
“I always hope people will be themselves around me, I know I am myself always. I am married, yes I can’t have a relationship, but that was amazing. I can’t lie.”
“I won’t tell if you don’t.”
“Secret is safe with me,” I smile up at her.
Afterward, we cleaned up and called it a night. I knew after that, there was no more work to be had. I came in on Sunday fairly early, finished the last few parts of the project I needed to work on. I was home and with a home cooked meal by the time the family returned. Everything flowed nicely, the wife was even in a good mood, shockingly.
Monday, when we met with the clients, they were so overjoyed with the new changes and ideas. We finally handed it up to the next level and things got started. The bosses were pleased with the team and I. Lisa even got a lot more respect by a lot of the other guys after that. Though she continues to bring in coffee and donuts for us on Friday’s.
She and I also meet up once a week for wild good fun. We both know it is a fun, flirty, sexual thing. Nothing else can happen, but neither of us care. For us, it is about the thrill and easiness we feel with one another. Neither of us willing to give that up just yet and why should we have to? It even somehow helps my marriage, now that I’m getting laid. At least I find my wife more tolerable.
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