I’d met his wife before. I thought she was sexy, in a demure, unavailable sort of way. When they suggested that they pick me up at my hotel for a night out, I was happy to agree. When they arrived, and only she got out of the car, saying “how about a night in, just the two of us”…..I was shocked, but even happier.
When we got to my room, she immediately told me “this is the first time we’ve done this”, confirming my first impression. I was about to say “it’s okay, we’ll go slow” when she added “hurry, before I lose my nerve”. Yes ma’am.
I pulled her to me, kissed her, and slid her short dress up to reveal her bare ass. I laid her back on the bed and dove between her legs, spreading them to bury my face in her fragrant pussy. The lady had asked me to hurry, and I wanted to oblige.
Her hesitation vanished as I nibbled on her little pink clitoris, and slid a finger inside her. Her moans and her wetness told me that she was fully committed to this new experience. I undid my pants with my free hand, so that when I finally stood over her, my raging erection was exposed and ready. She bounced up to a sitting position, leaning forward to devour me as voraciously as I had just done with her. It felt amazing, but I could only take so much before I was ready to be inside her.
It took some effort to pull her off my cock, but I managed, and laid her back again. I gripped her ankles, not bothering to remove her sexy stockings and heels. Spreading her wide again, I pressed my cock against her moist slit as she gripped me to help guide me inside. Reverting to her native tongue, she said something that I translated as “fuck me”…and I obliged her again. Her velvety pussy was tight, and slick, and I was buried to the hilt inside her in just a few thrusts.
She bucked up against me, delirious, as I released her ankles and pressed the weight of my body on top of hers. We kissed again, deep and passionate, as we both did all we could to join our bodies completely. I got close to cumming, and slowed down…pulled her to me, rolled us over, and let her ride me. Reaching up to grab her breasts through her dress, I watched her face as she bounced up and down on my cock, her unknown words clearly conveying the pleasure that she felt as she did so. This time, when I got close, I didn’t slow down, but thrust up even faster and harder until I felt my balls tighten and my cock jerked and twitched inside her.
More words I didn’t know, but understood, as she came too, and collapsed on top of me, panting. When she recovered, she reached for her phone, and sent a text. We lay there a bit longer, in the afterglow, and then she got a response. She smiled, kissed me on the cheek, and giggled “merci”. Then she jumped up, straightened herself as best she could, and strode out the door to her husband, in their car by the front door.
I had been looking forward to our night out, in their city. That didn’t happen, but I can’t say I’m sorry I missed it.
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