Rita has an unlucky visitor in the middle of the night, right beside her. The naked man was there to torment her, but she brought the torture herself.
Then out, and back in. Feeling the length of his dick drag the greasy lube, blood and her juices, from her pussy, spilling it out of her tight young canal, for it to trickle down to her anus, and onto the sheets below. Out, in, quickly now, then slowly again. Happiness would be the only description of the effect of the tight young pussy on him, the thickness of her breasts against him.
He lowered his mouth to them, sucking her nipples, licking across them. And now, with full realization of what he was doing, and who he was doing it to, he again travelled deep.
She felt him pull from her, a quick gasp as the bulging dick slipped from her, then felt the emptiness of her vagina as he abandoned her. But there was no time for disappointment now, because he had again reached the heavenly depth of her pussy, and began to make love to it with his lips and his tongue. His thumb slipped inside, and his tongue began to lap at her clit.
The progression towards orgasm was almost painful, and again there was a light stimulation.
She couldn’t believe all of the stimulation she had endured in her first brief sexual encounter. And as his fingers rubbed the edges of her anus, and then slipped up her ass, he held onto her clit with his lips and snaked his tongue into her. She didn’t have time to pause the build-up of pleasure that broke over her now.
“OH MY GOOOOOD!” she screamed. The intensity of her climax made every little masturbation cum she had ever had seem like a warm breeze.
“UUUUUhhhh, UUUUUhhhh, UUUUUhhh,” she grunted, as the orgasm came in waves. But it wouldn’t stop,
“UUUUhhhh! Oh GOOOOOOD!”
The strength of her firm ass, her soft thighs, and her tense stomach sprung so strongly that only his fingers inside her held him to her. He felt the tremors inside her, her anus twitching against his finger, her vagina clenching his thumb. His face coated with her cum, he slid along her body to kiss her intensely as he forced his dick back into her pussy. Her pussy that still clenched, now against his rock-hard dick.
And that was it, sucking on her neck, he drove fully into her pussy. He felt her cervix clasp at the tip of his cock, her pussy lips sucking at its length, and he exploded. His cum sprayed the walls of her womb, and the spasms shot again and again. He held her body by the shoulders against his cock, driving her onto his shaft, cumming until there was nothing left. Still he held her down against his dick.
Rita had a brief thought that she was accepting a load of his cum, and she had never even considered a birth control in her master plan, but that only made it more erotic that her lover had lost all control, and was cumming inside her with no regard to the consequences.
When his orgasm had run its course, he relaxed against her, kissed her neck, felt the beauty of her flesh beneath him. She turned his face to hers, and kissed him softly. Taking her time, enjoying the moment, and waiting for him to withdraw that beautiful dick from her new pussy.
“Do you like me touching you?”
He kissed her, driving back to full penetration, her knees drew up, the cool air stimulating her soaked ass. “Tell me,” He insisted.
“. I think I love you, Ade.”
It was soo dirty! So nasty, so wrong. Fucking a married man, a much older married man, in his wife’s bed. And he knew that she meant it. And he loved her even more. For finally succumbing to her charm, for showing her the power of sex, hers and his. For treating her as his concubine, as a woman, as a passage for his pleasure. For allowing him to use her, then control her, then melt into her.
She knew that this wasn’t just a first lesson, a quick sex. She would explore and learn and play and share all of the pleasures of the flesh with this man. He would teach her, fuck her, lick her, punish her; all for the sake of her pleasure. Her mind swam with the possibilities. All of the fantasies were now possible. She visualized fucking him in the bar beach, in full view of passers-by.
Sucking his cum from him as they drove on crowded streets of Oshodi. Finding him at parties, at receptions, fucking him within hearing range of his wife, her boyfriend. Stroking him at feasts, below the view of others.
All of this flashed instantly in her mind, but she came back to the present, lying in a pool of bodily fluid, feeling his body sliding upon hers, his dick finally softening within her. His wife’s undies soaked with sweat and cum, sticking to her skin.
Her labia so swollen that she could feel her pulse throb around his dick. Her hair sticky and sweat-soaked. She felt like a whore, finally a woman, fulfilled and content.
They would have a huge mess to clean up from that night; blood, sweat and cum stained on the sheets, but neither minded sleeping with it covering them.
Smelling it, feeling it. Waking hard and wet, and fucking themselves hard. Enjoying the remains of a night neither would forget a single detail of.
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