I did something extra naughty yesterday, I hooked up with a guy in the middle of the day, hot, raw, no cameras. It was so hot that I canāt stop thinking about it so I decided to write what happened. However, you will have to use your imaginations because I didnāt film any of it, but I did take some before and after to share š
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I was at the gym. Sweat was still dripping down my neck, my hair slick and wet, my sports bra saturated and clinging to my body. As I ran a towel across my neck I looked out the window to the street just in time to see a familiar figure walking past. Our eyes locked through the window and he waved, I waved too and flashed him a smile. I knew heād moved to my neighbourhood but we hadnāt crossed paths like this yet. We had fucked before, only a few months ago we hooked up at a hotel after cocktails and dinner. But seeing him like this, so close to home, I could feel the heat between my legs, a fierce lust settling over me. Just then my phone buzzed. It was him. āHow was your workout? Looks like it was a good one ā then ācome over tomorrow afternoon so we can fuckā. I told my husband and he smiled with approval knowing how much I needed it, and after that, the next day couldnāt come soon enough.
We had house guests staying with us which complicated the situation but I had a plan. At 2pm, dressed in a tight fitting yet casual dress and sneakers, I announced to the household I was going to run some errands and would be back in an hour or two. Then I hopped in the car, taking a quick photo of my leopard print panties to send my husband, and I was on my way. It was a hot day and the short walk from my car to his condo already had me sweating. I took the elevator to the top floor of his building where he met me in the doorway of his unit with a glass of water. Greedily I swallowed every last drop of the cold liquid before he took the glass from my hand, pushed me up against his counter and kissed me long and deep. We then moved to his sofa where he sat down and pulled me onto his lap, straddling him while he shimmied my dress further up my thighs. I stripped out of the dress and he slid down my bra to tease my nipples, already hard in response to his touch. I traced my fingers along his chest, down his shirt until I reached the top of his pants. And then I felt it, rock hard in my grasp, the cock Iād been thinking about all night and all morning. Dropping down to my knees I unzipped his jeans and took his hard cock in my mouth, running my wet tongue along the shaft, moaning as he pressed his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. At this point I couldnāt resist any longer. My pussy was soaking wet and I needed to have him inside me. He stood me up, peeled my wet panties off, but before he put his cock in me he led me to his bedroom, laid me back on his bed and spread my legs apart. Placing himself between my legs he slowly pressed his tongue into my wet pussy and a shudder ran through my body. He continued teasing me with his mouth until I reached my edge and he knew it was time to give me what I wanted. His body on top of mine he thrust his hard cock deep inside me, again and again, harder, quicker, deeper. I dug my nails into his back as I felt myself getting closer, whispering in his ear what I needed from him. He rolled onto his back, pulling me with him so I could ride him from above. Moving my hips back and forth I could feel his cock sliding in and out of me, I could control the rhythm of the thrusts, the pace which my clit rubbed against him, again, again, and I didnāt stop until I came in an incredible wave through my body. Before I could recover he stood me up and bent me over the edge of the bed, thrust his cock into me again and fucked me harder and wilder than he had before. Still riding the ecstasy of my orgasm I moaned and gasped at the fury with which he fucked me. It felt so good all I could manage was a āyesāā¦ āplease yesāā¦ when he asked if he could cum inside me. Permission obtained he didnāt hold back, thrusting deeper yet until I felt that hot release, that warm feeling of cum filling me up and then dripping slowly down my thighs as he slid his cock from my pussy. We laid content in the bedsheets for a moment before I checked my watch then quickly showered and dressed and he prepared for a meeting. I knew we would do this again. Returning home, my husband gave my ass a squeeze as I brushed past him, discreetly running his fingers under my dress and lingering on the wet spot between my legs. We exchanged a passionate look but he would have to wait until later to hear what Iād been up during my afternoon errands.
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I was at the gym. Sweat was still dripping down my neck, my hair slick and wet, my sports bra saturated and clinging to my body. As I ran a towel across my neck I looked out the window to the street just in time to see a familiar figure walking past. Our eyes locked through the window and he waved, I waved too and flashed him a smile. I knew heād moved to my neighbourhood but we hadnāt crossed paths like this yet. We had fucked before, only a few months ago we hooked up at a hotel after cocktails and dinner. But seeing him like this, so close to home, I could feel the heat between my legs, a fierce lust settling over me. Just then my phone buzzed. It was him. āHow was your workout? Looks like it was a good one ā then ācome over tomorrow afternoon so we can fuckā. I told my husband and he smiled with approval knowing how much I needed it, and after that, the next day couldnāt come soon enough.
We had house guests staying with us which complicated the situation but I had a plan. At 2pm, dressed in a tight fitting yet casual dress and sneakers, I announced to the household I was going to run some errands and would be back in an hour or two. Then I hopped in the car, taking a quick photo of my leopard print panties to send my husband, and I was on my way. It was a hot day and the short walk from my car to his condo already had me sweating. I took the elevator to the top floor of his building where he met me in the doorway of his unit with a glass of water. Greedily I swallowed every last drop of the cold liquid before he took the glass from my hand, pushed me up against his counter and kissed me long and deep. We then moved to his sofa where he sat down and pulled me onto his lap, straddling him while he shimmied my dress further up my thighs. I stripped out of the dress and he slid down my bra to tease my nipples, already hard in response to his touch. I traced my fingers along his chest, down his shirt until I reached the top of his pants. And then I felt it, rock hard in my grasp, the cock Iād been thinking about all night and all morning. Dropping down to my knees I unzipped his jeans and took his hard cock in my mouth, running my wet tongue along the shaft, moaning as he pressed his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. At this point I couldnāt resist any longer. My pussy was soaking wet and I needed to have him inside me. He stood me up, peeled my wet panties off, but before he put his cock in me he led me to his bedroom, laid me back on his bed and spread my legs apart. Placing himself between my legs he slowly pressed his tongue into my wet pussy and a shudder ran through my body. He continued teasing me with his mouth until I reached my edge and he knew it was time to give me what I wanted. His body on top of mine he thrust his hard cock deep inside me, again and again, harder, quicker, deeper. I dug my nails into his back as I felt myself getting closer, whispering in his ear what I needed from him. He rolled onto his back, pulling me with him so I could ride him from above. Moving my hips back and forth I could feel his cock sliding in and out of me, I could control the rhythm of the thrusts, the pace which my clit rubbed against him, again, again, and I didnāt stop until I came in an incredible wave through my body. Before I could recover he stood me up and bent me over the edge of the bed, thrust his cock into me again and fucked me harder and wilder than he had before. Still riding the ecstasy of my orgasm I moaned and gasped at the fury with which he fucked me. It felt so good all I could manage was a āyesāā¦ āplease yesāā¦ when he asked if he could cum inside me. Permission obtained he didnāt hold back, thrusting deeper yet until I felt that hot release, that warm feeling of cum filling me up and then dripping slowly down my thighs as he slid his cock from my pussy. We laid content in the bedsheets for a moment before I checked my watch then quickly showered and dressed and he prepared for a meeting. I knew we would do this again. Returning home, my husband gave my ass a squeeze as I brushed past him, discreetly running his fingers under my dress and lingering on the wet spot between my legs. We exchanged a passionate look but he would have to wait until later to hear what Iād been up during my afternoon errands.
