“Faster, Matt! Fuck me faster.” He nodded then and pounced with double the intensity. I moaned even louder now and my sounds echoed in the room. “Faster! Faster!” I said, desperate for more. I know he is taking his sweet time, but I cannot settle for anything less than true action. I moved my hips with his every thrust, feeling him getting stimulated by my folds. He rode me like a pro and I gripped him by the hair. I felt oh so sexy.
Just then, I heard the sound of the door knob being moved and I tensed instantly, expecting one of my boys. Good Lord. It was Roy. His eyes took in the scene in a glance. Everything happened so quickly that Matt and I were frozen in place. “Mr. Cay…”
Roy stopped him before he could say anything else. “We’ll talk later. Finish what you’ve started. You don’t want to keep my wife waiting.”
There was something amiss. He was not angry? I saw him take a seat on one of the chairs in the room and watched every move that Matt and I make. I pretended I was a porn star, forgetting all about my marriage, my kids, my home. My lust is eating up every ounce of my sense that I do not care what happens later. I looked at Matt, who managed to have this unreadable poker face. Men!
I sensed that just like me, he zoomed out of the whole thing and focused on the sex. Just the sex. He found his pace again and I moved with him, allowing myself to relax and bathe in all the sensations his dick is bringing to my body. He was huge and he filled me to perfection. He fucked me even more seriously now, now that we have an audience.
Roy lit a cigarette and continued to watch. The sight of him was a turn on but it also scares me. I know he’s playing it cool and that there’d be lot of messy stuffs later on. But I can’t deal with that now, not when I am on the verge of coming.
Matt pulled himself almost completely then made for the dive again. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to relax and just feel. Matt pulled out completely this time and entered my pussy again. He held my hand as he thrust himself inside me. However, there’s something different and something very familiar with his rhythm. My eyes flew open and realized it was Roy who is now on top of me.
In the middle of it all, I saw Matt getting dressed. A minute later, he closed the door gently. Now, I am at the mercy of my husband. I did not know what to feel or what to say so I closed my eyes again. He was gently thrusting himself inside me and held my waist in an odd way. My husband is a big guy-tall, rugged, and rough. He never did he make love to me this way. He moved slowly inside me and I moaned in response, wondering when I started feeling aroused because of him.
He cupped my breasts and I sighed at his familiar smell. I started to feel weird but I ignored it. I cannot believe that I am all of a sudden teary eyed. Roy looked at me, saying nothing and started kissing my eyebrows. In seconds, the waterworks opened. He wiped my tears with his thumb and moved out of me. He wrapped me in his arms and soothed me as I said “I’m sorry.” I repeated the words like a mantra, feeling them up to my toes for the first time in two days. My head spun, not really sure if I still have a marriage to salvage after everything.
I cried in his arms, wanting to prolong my stay there as much as I can. What I did is terrible and even I hate myself for it. He cupped my face and stared at me with mixed emotions. “For a second there I thought you were pretty hot. I was torn between punching Matt and being so aroused. I am sorry for not being too much of a husband lately. Now I understand what I have been taking for granted. Seeing you with another man, seeing him take what’s mine is enough to kill me.”
I kissed him, trying to erase the image of me and another man, knowing I can’t. He kissed me back, reminding me of the very first time we locked lips. It’s one of the most memorable times of my life. He was my first love, and perhaps my only, ever. I kissed him deeply, savouring the taste of him, the feel of his tongue against mine as I made a solemn promise to myself to make it up to him.
His mouth kissed my neck as he held my back lovingly. Now, this is the kind of sex that I wanted-the true kind. The thing with Matt was good while it lasted, but this one is something that is beyond compare. I kissed his entire face, thinking about the very day I said my vows. I am only too sorry I strayed.
Game Over
The party was in full swing when the door creaked open and Ben poked his head in. His eyeballs almost popped out from their sockets when he saw Rain spread deliciously on the bed. His babysitter was naked save for the transparent panties that revealed more than covered the slick and moist mound underneath. Ben couldn’t help but run his tongue over his lips. He couldn’t believe Rain, only twenty-two years old, would have the guts to do something like this, with his wife, Valerie, and tons of people downstairs.
“Is that all you’re going to do, just watch?” Rain asked with a wicked smile. She stretched on the satin sheets, bunching them up beneath her. Her arms went over her head, making her already large breasts with the light pink nipples look even larger. Her long slim legs spread wider, and Ben saw the darkening spot had grown larger. And only in a matter of minutes at that! It was the growing dark spot that did it. He groaned, shut the door behind him, and dove to the bed, right on top of Rain and practically groaning like a maniac.
“You’re a slutty, teasing cunt,” Ben growled, and gave Rain’s pussy a brisk slap with his hand.
Rain giggled. “My poor darling,” she cooed, and spread her arms wide. “Come here and give little Rain a kiss.”
Ben pounced. He pinned Rain’s slim arms to her sides and placed his lips on top of hers, so sweet and luscious, devouring them in a frenzied passion. Rain moaned, exhaling breath right into his mouth. It turned him on. He let go of her arms, and right away, she pushed his shirt up his chest and over his head and did away with the buttons, zippers, and belt loops on his jeans. Soon he was as naked as Rain, yet she still had those damn panties on.
Ben broke their torrid kissing and lowered his body so that his face was now in line with Rain’s hips. He took the top of her panties into his mouth and tugged them downward, sliding them down her legs and off her with his teeth. He looked up to see Rain looking back at him, flushing rosily and looking so incredibly turned on. That aroused Ben even more, and the second the panties were a crumpled mess on the floor, he went right back up and over Rain.
He decided to go down the wild-and-dirty route this time. He wound his hand around Rain’s long blond hair and pulled hard. She groaned and bit her lip, obviously in a bit of pain. He tugged harder, and she moaned louder. Ben leaned down and bit Rain’s lips. She gave a little shriek, which he silenced with another torrid and heavy kiss. He slid his tongue inside her mouth, tasting and exploring every nook and cranny of her lovely mouth.
He removed one hand from her hair and touched her pussy. It was wet, just as he had suspected. He liked the feel of her bare cunt against his skin. He played with her lips for a while, teasing her. She squirmed, and her breath began to catch.
Ben slid two of his fingers inside Rain’s slippery crack. She moaned, spread her legs some more, and bent her knees. He removed his other hand from Rain’s hair and ran it over her luscious large breasts. He watched hungrily as her already hard nipples grew even harder, becoming nubs, reminding him of pencil erasers. He rubbed and rubbed, knowing that arousal was turning into sensitivity and, finally, into pain. His fingers down Rain’s cunt didn’t stop doing their thing. Ben wanted to ravage his hot babysitter with the conflicting and intensifying bouts of pleasure he knew were running through her, thanks to his simultaneous poking, prodding, and rubbing.
Rain was now positively writhing on the bed. She was giving off little kitten like cries and breathing harshly. Ben watched her with utmost concentration as he went right on playing with her tits and pussy. He was growing hard himself, and he wasn’t surprised when he glanced down and saw his thick tool standing large and erect between his legs. He was ready to roll, baby. She better be too. He slipped another finger between her dripping-wet crack. A minute later, he removed the hand on her breasts and slipped a finger of that hand inside her ass.
She squealed. Her moans grew louder. He was positive the guests-and his wife, never forget his wife- downstairs could hear her cries should the music break down at that very moment. He wasn’t sure if he didn’t want it to happen-or not.
In and out, in and out went Ben’s fingers into Rain. He felt he wanted to be inside her hot flesh now. He suddenly removed both his hands and placed them on her breasts, digging into them. He mounted her and, without warning, plunged into her.
