I needed a moment to collect my thoughts and emotions as my swollen pussy begged me to cheat on my husband.
As I got closer to the wall, I realized it was not a simple wall. There was a glory hole in this beautiful room. I was invited to a sex party and Whoever had set this party up had set up a glory hole that fit the extravagance of the scene instead of the typical filth that was reminiscent of the classic bathroom glory hole. There was a respectably sized hole, lightly padded on all sides, and on the side away from the party, there was a bench to make the receiver more comfortable. It had cushions and an area for your knees and arms so you could be in doggy style. You could put your pussy or ass right up to the hole so that you could last for hours without ever having to stand. The thought of being filled with cock after cock had me a little weak at the knees. I had always fantasized about having man after man cum deep inside me. I wondered how it worked. Did someone just get on the bench and wait? How long would they have to wait? I wondered if it was really as comfortable as it looked. It would have to be miserable to be positioned like that for very long without any attention, without having some part of me filled. I suppose that’s where I made the biggest mistake of all. I had decided that I really wanted to see if that bench would be comfortable. Maybe I’m kidding myself, and I really just wanted to be used by a faceless stranger, but as I nervously walked towards it, I decided that it couldn’t hurt. No one was around so it wasn’t like anybody would mount me. As I lifted my leg to straddle this strange device and gently fit my arms on the armrests, my heart sank. Out of nowhere, a red flashing light went off right on top of the glory hole wall, and as if that wasn’t bad enough, a buzzer sounded. I didn’t know what to do as the noise paralyzed me in surprise. I didn’t want to jump up for fear that somebody might see me, that someone would think I wanted to be used like this. After only a few seconds, the surprise and confusion left me as something else filled me. My pussy lips were being slowly opened up and warmth flowed from my pussy up into my body. It was definitely a cock pushing itself slowly and deeply into my cunt. Could this really be happening? Within just a few moments, I’d gone from being a good wife to a cheating slut. I wasn’t sure if I really cared, though. My life had been a desperate need to be noticed by a man that had hated me for so long. That the idea of being wanted by a stranger felt like an ecstatic dream, and I wasn’t going to let this dream end already. The man’s testing thrust sped up, and the feeling of his hard cock slamming into me forced the thoughts of cheating out of my mind. I had forgotten the feeling of just enjoying a good hard fucking, and this stranger was reawakening the desire for carefree sex. All of the stress and concerns of my marriage were gone, and the only desire I had was to make this cock give me all the pleasure that I could milk out of it. I ground my ass against the wall, smearing my juices all over the padding while I forced the cock deeper in me. My hand reached back as I began to furiously to rub my clit while the man on the other side of the wall continued to fill me with pleasure. The warmth that had started in my pussy had encompassed my entire body, and I sprayed my juices at the man who had purged my worries as I gushed all over him, the wall, and the bench below me. As my cunt tried to desperately push his cock out of me with my cum, the man on the other side let out a deep earthy moan as he took his turn spraying the back of my pussy with his cum. It felt amazing. I was using this cock and he was using my pussy, my poor deprived pussy. Just as I was about to get down, I felt a hand reach through the hole to run its two long red-nailed fingers in circular motions around my soaked cunt. My pussy begged me to stay put as my extra-sensitive body began to jerk with every touch. I tried my best to calm down as my knees shook. I was very thankful for the special fuck stool that was holding my body in place as this woman’s beautiful hands continue to rub in and out, and out all around my clit. My already drenched pussy started to squirt, not as much as on the hard cock that had pounded me, but enough to cover her hand. I heard a polite thank you, and I then her heels clicking as she walked away. A new cock peeked through, and though my mind was so foggy that I could barely see, I wanted it. Gushing once and squirting afterward had me practically blinded, but this cock wasn’t trying to enter me. It was simply being rubbed all around my cunt and my ass. I turned to look at the prick that was dripping my juices, my face only inches away from it. It was a fine specimen of manhood, about 6 inches long with a nice thickness to it. I decided that I wanted to take it in my mouth. I had already been fucked silly, so why not enjoy myself? I started to lick the head, slowly wrapping my tongue around the shaft as I slowly worked my way down to his neatly trimmed pubes. The man was shaking and I could tell he’d definitely used this cock tonight. It thrilled my body as my thoughts unraveled and my tongue caressed the soft skin of the cock in my mouth. Has he been in someone’s ass? Has he been in another man’s ass? Has he already made some woman orgasm with this beautiful tool tonight? I was sure that some or even all of that had already happened, and my body was going crazy at the thought of how dirty I was being. I took him deeper and deeper into my throat, making sure to gently caress his balls. I massaged them tenderly as I continuously tried to swallow his organ. It wasn’t very long before I heard the subtle groans getting louder and louder as he quickly pumped his prick faster and faster until he gave me his sweet satisfaction. As we gently pulled apart from one another, I got off of the bench as fast as possible. As exhausted as I was, I slowly worked myself over to what looked like a simple massage table. I barely noticed all of the naked bodies tangled up in ecstasy as though no one else was tired in the least.I laid my body down on top of the spa table, and it wasn’t long before a beautiful, ebony skinned woman came over and started rubbing on my body. She started with my arms, applying pressure into all of the right places as she worked her way down to my hands. As she massaged myhands, I couldn’t believe the sheer bliss that had filled my body.I wished that my life could be like this every night. She started rubbing my breasts, gentle at first, then adding quite a bit more pressure. It was more pressure than I was used to, and she tightly squeezed my nipples as sheworking her way down, rubbing around my rib cage and rubbing down deep into my thighs. She massaged me in such a fluid motion that I wasn’t quite sure where her hands ended and my body began. She started rubbing myplump pussy lips, slowly working her thumbs into the slit. She was making the sweetest sounds as if rubbing me was giving her an orgasmic pleasure.I couldn’t help but thrust my thighs towards her hands as if my
Misty my best friend was already in the car and looked like she was on the verge of passing out. Slowly, drunkenly she tapped the seat right beside her to let me know to sit right there. My big strong companion sat in the seat beside her. We fell all over each other as our near lifeless bodies collapsed from what each of us had enjoyed that night. At that point, I was looking back on the night like it was a distant memory like it was an extraordinarily vivid dream. As we pulled up to Misty’s apartment, the tall older man was there to walk us to the door. As Misty clumsily fumbled for her keys when she went to open the door, the older gentleman said, “Excuse me, ma’am, I have this for you.” There I saw it, the beautiful golden envelope he placed in my hand as he walked away made me feel like I was flying. It was like someone had given me a breath for the first time, and I could not wait to open theenvelope to find out when the next beautiful person's party was. By the time I go
Note: This story contains strong commanding erotic scenes.She was in the backyard at the pool all by herself one afternoon.Her husband was at work and the kids were at school, so she decided to get out the bikini and get a better tan. She loved the seclusion of the private yard and the sun was warm today. She sat with a cold glass of ice tea beside her as she began to run the warm suntan oil into her soft flesh. First she did her arms starting just above the hands and slowly running them up to her shoulders and then back down again. Each arm glistened in the sun from the oilsand she loved the feel of it on her body.Next she did her shoulders, working the liquid into each one and then over her chest. Back and forth and slowly descending until shemet the soft swell of her breasts. She looked down and was pleased with how this bikini top hugged her and pushed her breasts up into a fullness that she knew would be provocative if anyone were to see her.But no one would see this swi
Again, she didn't respond but felt a hand move from her right breast and drop to the bikini bottom and slowly push down between the fabric and the skin. „If you won't tell me I will have to find out for myself“, he whispered as his lips brushed my ear. His other handwas still on the hard nipple and she held her breath knowing what he would find. As the finger found the fold and descended, she felt him separate the lips. „Spread your legs for me slut.“ That word again erupted in her ears.Without being conscious of it, her feet moved apart and her legs opened for him.She realized that he had control of her body. He was making her do what he wanted. She hated herself and hated her reaction to him.But she was also becoming highly aroused and knew she had no will to stop this. His voice in her ear was an erotic sexual stimulus. She would never allow her husband to say these vile things to her, but with Sam, she wanted his vulgar words.His finger now moved down and immediately found
It had been several days since the episode at the pool and the mixture of guilt and the incredible sexual excitement kept the eventin the front of her mind. Was it just a one time thing with Sam takingadvantage of a woman alone and exposed or would he be back as he had said? Although she knew that he should never come back,that his sheer presence was a horrible error in judgment, it was impossible to ignore the deep feelings that ran through her body.He took you like a cheap whore, she thought. And you were so easy and needy. He played to those inner needs that he alone releasedwithin you. Your pussy was wet again just imagining the moment of penetration, when his hard cock drove so deeply and he made you admit how desperately you wanted to be fucked like that.He controlled you and made you feel so dominated by his power to make your body respond. It was almost automatic as you did as he told you and made you say things you had never said to your own husband. Would he call me?
„On you knees, Vanessa. I want you to take out my cock and suck it. You want to suck my cock don't you cunt?“ For some reason she were stunned. She thought he was going to play with her. To stimulate her body. Then give her the release she needed so desperately from his big cock. She hadn't even thought about this before. But she had no choice and slowly lowered her in front of him to her knees as her hands undid his belt and zipper and then released his cock in front of her face. She reached up with her right hand but immediately remembered his earlier demand when he told her he wanted to see her left hand with the wedding ring on it wrapped around his cock. Her left hand rose to grasp the fat shaft and to hold it so he could see the ring. Sne looked up at him and said, „Can you see the ring. You wanted to see the ring when my hand was around your cock?“ He smiled down as She felt his hand on the back of your head wrapping his fist in her long blonde hair and pulling h
„On you knees, Vanessa. I want you to take out my cock and suck it. You want to suck my cock don't you cunt?“ For some reason she were stunned. She thought he was going to play with her. To stimulate her body. Then give her the release she needed so desperately from his big cock. She hadn't even thought about this before. But she had no choice and slowly lowered her in front of him to her knees as her hands undid his belt and zipper and then released his cock in front of her face. She reached up with her right hand but immediately remembered his earlier demand when he told her he wanted to see her left hand with the wedding ring on it wrapped around his cock. Her left hand rose to grasp the fat shaft and to hold it so he could see the ring. Sne looked up at him and said, „Can you see the ring. You wanted to see the ring when my hand was around your cock?“ He smiled down as She felt his hand on the back of your head wrapping his fist in her long blonde hair and pulling h
It had been several days since the episode at the pool and the mixture of guilt and the incredible sexual excitement kept the eventin the front of her mind. Was it just a one time thing with Sam takingadvantage of a woman alone and exposed or would he be back as he had said? Although she knew that he should never come back,that his sheer presence was a horrible error in judgment, it was impossible to ignore the deep feelings that ran through her body.He took you like a cheap whore, she thought. And you were so easy and needy. He played to those inner needs that he alone releasedwithin you. Your pussy was wet again just imagining the moment of penetration, when his hard cock drove so deeply and he made you admit how desperately you wanted to be fucked like that.He controlled you and made you feel so dominated by his power to make your body respond. It was almost automatic as you did as he told you and made you say things you had never said to your own husband. Would he call me?
Again, she didn't respond but felt a hand move from her right breast and drop to the bikini bottom and slowly push down between the fabric and the skin. „If you won't tell me I will have to find out for myself“, he whispered as his lips brushed my ear. His other handwas still on the hard nipple and she held her breath knowing what he would find. As the finger found the fold and descended, she felt him separate the lips. „Spread your legs for me slut.“ That word again erupted in her ears.Without being conscious of it, her feet moved apart and her legs opened for him.She realized that he had control of her body. He was making her do what he wanted. She hated herself and hated her reaction to him.But she was also becoming highly aroused and knew she had no will to stop this. His voice in her ear was an erotic sexual stimulus. She would never allow her husband to say these vile things to her, but with Sam, she wanted his vulgar words.His finger now moved down and immediately found
Note: This story contains strong commanding erotic scenes.She was in the backyard at the pool all by herself one afternoon.Her husband was at work and the kids were at school, so she decided to get out the bikini and get a better tan. She loved the seclusion of the private yard and the sun was warm today. She sat with a cold glass of ice tea beside her as she began to run the warm suntan oil into her soft flesh. First she did her arms starting just above the hands and slowly running them up to her shoulders and then back down again. Each arm glistened in the sun from the oilsand she loved the feel of it on her body.Next she did her shoulders, working the liquid into each one and then over her chest. Back and forth and slowly descending until shemet the soft swell of her breasts. She looked down and was pleased with how this bikini top hugged her and pushed her breasts up into a fullness that she knew would be provocative if anyone were to see her.But no one would see this swi
Misty my best friend was already in the car and looked like she was on the verge of passing out. Slowly, drunkenly she tapped the seat right beside her to let me know to sit right there. My big strong companion sat in the seat beside her. We fell all over each other as our near lifeless bodies collapsed from what each of us had enjoyed that night. At that point, I was looking back on the night like it was a distant memory like it was an extraordinarily vivid dream. As we pulled up to Misty’s apartment, the tall older man was there to walk us to the door. As Misty clumsily fumbled for her keys when she went to open the door, the older gentleman said, “Excuse me, ma’am, I have this for you.” There I saw it, the beautiful golden envelope he placed in my hand as he walked away made me feel like I was flying. It was like someone had given me a breath for the first time, and I could not wait to open theenvelope to find out when the next beautiful person's party was. By the time I go
I laid my body down on top of the spa table, and it wasn’t long before a beautiful, ebony skinned woman came over and started rubbing on my body. She started with my arms, applying pressure into all of the right places as she worked her way down to my hands. As she massaged myhands, I couldn’t believe the sheer bliss that had filled my body.I wished that my life could be like this every night. She started rubbing my breasts, gentle at first, then adding quite a bit more pressure. It was more pressure than I was used to, and she tightly squeezed my nipples as sheworking her way down, rubbing around my rib cage and rubbing down deep into my thighs. She massaged me in such a fluid motion that I wasn’t quite sure where her hands ended and my body began. She started rubbing myplump pussy lips, slowly working her thumbs into the slit. She was making the sweetest sounds as if rubbing me was giving her an orgasmic pleasure.I couldn’t help but thrust my thighs towards her hands as if my
I needed a moment to collect my thoughts and emotions as my swollen pussy begged me to cheat on my husband. As I got closer to the wall, I realized it was not a simple wall. There was a glory hole in this beautiful room. I was invited to a sex party and Whoever had set this party up had set up a glory hole that fit the extravagance of the scene instead of the typical filth that was reminiscent of the classic bathroom glory hole. There was a respectably sized hole, lightly padded on all sides, and on the side away from the party, there was a bench to make the receiver more comfortable. It had cushions and an area for your knees and arms so you could be in doggy style. You could put your pussy or ass right up to the hole so that you could last for hours without ever having to stand. The thought of being filled with cock after cock had me a little weak at the knees. I had always fantasized about having man after man cum deep inside me. I wondered how it worked. Did someone just