





The first time I saw him I knew I had to have him. He was a lot younger than me (29). He is hot, muscular and funny. After a work gathering a few weeks ago I hugged him bye and made sure to press my tits against him. He turned red and swore he didn't like hugs. I had a feeling it was just an excuse though. Turns out I was right.
I had given up on him until last Tuesday when we started messaging, talking about my business trip to Coachella. I immediately knew that this conversation was not going to stay innocent and literal minutes later he was asking me for crazy stories from my trip. By the time we were both home innuendo was creeping in as well as teasing. We're both married and at first that held us back from any blatant flirting.
We were supposed to get lunch yesterday but ended up just making out in his car.
Yesterday night, we both started egging each other on to drink and soon enough we were sending each other pics. Me in just a bra and a silk robe and him claiming he was sitting on his porch in just his boxers. He kept sending me pictures of his bed and told me his wife was away on a trip. I finally asked him for his address. Eventually he gave it and I showed up on his doorstep wearing nothing but sexy heels and a tight black dress. Yet and still we danced around it while we talked and had more drinks.
We eventually moved to the living room where he sat on the couch and I laid down putting my head in his lap and swung my legs over the end. We talked a bit more, his hand resting between my tits at first, but slowly his fingers crept down between my legs and he began rubbing my clit. I was surprised and asked him if he was sure. He responded by leaning down to kiss me while still rubbing my clit. I had been wet all night already from our conversation so his fingers glided easily up and down my slit.
I finally stood up and told him we should go to the bedroom. I took my dress off on the way and as soon as I laid down in his bed he was on top of me.
We kissed hard, tongues tangling and teeth nibbling at each other's lips. He began working his way down my body, sucking my nipples. He ran his hands down my hips and spread my legs, then slid down between them and starting eating me out.
His tongue was amazing, and when he started fingering me at the same time all I could do was grind on his face and fingers and moan. He kept going until I came, saying his name. I couldn't believe we were doing this. He then took off his wedding band. I was about to do the same when he told me to keep it on.
He climbed on top of me and immediately pushed his cock in my dripping wet pussy. I wrapped my legs around his waist and took his thrusts, reveling in the feeling of him bare inside me. He sucked my nipples while he fucked me, telling me how gorgeous they were and how good I felt.
I eventually told him I wanted to feel his cock in my mouth, so we switched and I laid between his legs. I licked his shaft first, tasting my pussy on him, then pulled him in my mouth. He put his hands in my hair then started face fucking me. Occasionally I would pull back and tease him with my tongue before resuming sucking him. The sounds he made whenever he hit the back of my throat convinced me to not stop when he warned he was close. Thick streams of his cum shot into my mouth seconds after that and I swallowed instinctively.