tightened as I pictured myself in the lewd position. How
could I behave like this? I wondered as I lifted my skirt and knelt
with my knees astride his head, my dripping vaginal crack gaping
above his mouth. What was possessing me to act as a wanton whore?
Blackmail, or arousal? I shuddered as I felt his hot breath against
my most intimate flesh.
"You're
sopping wet!" he chuckled, grabbing my hips and pulling me down.
"Christ, your cunt juice is pouring out!" My sex lips meeting his
mouth, his tongue driving into my hot vaginal sheath, I gasped as
the beautiful sensations coursed through my pelvis. Gazing down at
his dark hair as he lapped up my flowing juices, I covered his head
with my skirt, trying to blot out the adulteress. But I couldn't
erase the magical sensations, deny the immense pleasure his
sweeping tongue was bringing me. The walls watched me, my adultery.
Would they tell?
Desperately
trying not to cry out as he mouthed and licked my erect clitoris, I
tossed hy head back as the sensations built and permeated my
contracting womb. Surge after surge of pre-orgasmic pleasure
emanating from my pulsating clitoris, wave after wave of pure
sexual ecstasy rolled through me. I couldn't begin to comprehend
the immense pleasure, the fantastic sensations gripping my
quivering body as my juices of lust flowed from my hot sex sheath.
Although I tried to hold my orgasm back, to relish the beautiful
pulses of sex erupting within my clitoris, the explosion inevitably
came. My mouth open, gasping, my eyes rolling, I sank into a pool
of exquisite sexual pleasure as my climax seized me.
Rocking my
hips, my inflamed sex valley gliding over his mouth, his sweeping
tongue, I sustained my multiple orgasm. As if in a dream, I was
completely oblivious to my surroundings as the intensity of my
climax became almost unbearable. Never had I experienced such a
heavenly, almost spiritual state of consciousness, such complete
and utter fulfilment of both body and mind.
My head
lolling forward, I lifted my skirt and gazed at Den, my outer lips
enveloping his wet mouth as he sucked out my orgasm. My juices
bubbling within my vaginal sheath, streaming over his face, my cunt
rhythmically contracting, I thought I'd die as the wondrous
sensations peaked again, casting me into a swirling sea of sexual
utopia. Waves of pleasure crashing over me, drowning me, my burning
cunt became the centre of my trembling body, the epitome of my very
being.
At last, my
orgasm began to wane, leaving me quivering in its wake, trembling
uncontrollably as my juices decanted and my clitoris receded.
Falling to one side, my dripping cunt vacating Den's sated mouth, I
lay sprawled out on the floor, a trembling heap of limbs as I
drifted gently down from my sexual heaven.
"How was it?" he asked as he climbed to his feet and wiped my
orgasmic juices from his mouth. How was it?
Wonderful, heavenly, exquisite... Perverted, adulterous,
profane ... "You'd like me to fuck your
tight cunt now, wouldn't you?" he grinned, towering over my sated
body. "You'd like my stiff cock spunking up your tight
cunt."
His crude words careered through the wreckage of my marriage
strewn around my mind. Images of Mat welled from the rubble, his
accusing eyes gazing at me, his face scowling. A voice emanated
from the destruction, a familiar goading voice. Let him take you. Fuck your cunt . Were
my thoughts speaking to me?
"Well? Do you
want me to spunk up your wet cunt?"
"No!" I
screamed above the goading. "No!"
He turned and
left the room, the back door slamming shut as he returned to his
own house, satisfied, fulfilled. I lay there, unable to move as my
breathing slowed and the stark reality of my wanton act seeped into
my mind. I felt my juices oozing from my hot cunt, trickling down
between my stinging buttocks. I tasted the sperm lingering on my
lips, recalling his penis fucking my mouth. I was the ultimate
adulteress.
My fingers
pulling and twisting my drenched inner lips, I sat bolt
could I behave like this? I wondered as I lifted my skirt and knelt
with my knees astride his head, my dripping vaginal crack gaping
above his mouth. What was possessing me to act as a wanton whore?
Blackmail, or arousal? I shuddered as I felt his hot breath against
my most intimate flesh.
"You're
sopping wet!" he chuckled, grabbing my hips and pulling me down.
"Christ, your cunt juice is pouring out!" My sex lips meeting his
mouth, his tongue driving into my hot vaginal sheath, I gasped as
the beautiful sensations coursed through my pelvis. Gazing down at
his dark hair as he lapped up my flowing juices, I covered his head
with my skirt, trying to blot out the adulteress. But I couldn't
erase the magical sensations, deny the immense pleasure his
sweeping tongue was bringing me. The walls watched me, my adultery.
Would they tell?
Desperately
trying not to cry out as he mouthed and licked my erect clitoris, I
tossed hy head back as the sensations built and permeated my
contracting womb. Surge after surge of pre-orgasmic pleasure
emanating from my pulsating clitoris, wave after wave of pure
sexual ecstasy rolled through me. I couldn't begin to comprehend
the immense pleasure, the fantastic sensations gripping my
quivering body as my juices of lust flowed from my hot sex sheath.
Although I tried to hold my orgasm back, to relish the beautiful
pulses of sex erupting within my clitoris, the explosion inevitably
came. My mouth open, gasping, my eyes rolling, I sank into a pool
of exquisite sexual pleasure as my climax seized me.
Rocking my
hips, my inflamed sex valley gliding over his mouth, his sweeping
tongue, I sustained my multiple orgasm. As if in a dream, I was
completely oblivious to my surroundings as the intensity of my
climax became almost unbearable. Never had I experienced such a
heavenly, almost spiritual state of consciousness, such complete
and utter fulfilment of both body and mind.
My head
lolling forward, I lifted my skirt and gazed at Den, my outer lips
enveloping his wet mouth as he sucked out my orgasm. My juices
bubbling within my vaginal sheath, streaming over his face, my cunt
rhythmically contracting, I thought I'd die as the wondrous
sensations peaked again, casting me into a swirling sea of sexual
utopia. Waves of pleasure crashing over me, drowning me, my burning
cunt became the centre of my trembling body, the epitome of my very
being.
At last, my
orgasm began to wane, leaving me quivering in its wake, trembling
uncontrollably as my juices decanted and my clitoris receded.
Falling to one side, my dripping cunt vacating Den's sated mouth, I
lay sprawled out on the floor, a trembling heap of limbs as I
drifted gently down from my sexual heaven.
"How was it?" he asked as he climbed to his feet and wiped my
orgasmic juices from his mouth. How was it?
Wonderful, heavenly, exquisite... Perverted, adulterous,
profane ... "You'd like me to fuck your
tight cunt now, wouldn't you?" he grinned, towering over my sated
body. "You'd like my stiff cock spunking up your tight
cunt."
His crude words careered through the wreckage of my marriage
strewn around my mind. Images of Mat welled from the rubble, his
accusing eyes gazing at me, his face scowling. A voice emanated
from the destruction, a familiar goading voice. Let him take you. Fuck your cunt . Were
my thoughts speaking to me?
"Well? Do you
want me to spunk up your wet cunt?"
"No!" I
screamed above the goading. "No!"
He turned and
left the room, the back door slamming shut as he returned to his
own house, satisfied, fulfilled. I lay there, unable to move as my
breathing slowed and the stark reality of my wanton act seeped into
my mind. I felt my juices oozing from my hot cunt, trickling down
between my stinging buttocks. I tasted the sperm lingering on my
lips, recalling his penis fucking my mouth. I was the ultimate
adulteress.
My fingers
pulling and twisting my drenched inner lips, I sat bolt
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