Two

Chapter Two

Taylor never made me move for him or take the initiative when it came to sex. We always just got it over with, and I thought that was normal.

But what’s happening right now with this man…

I realize there’s an entirely new dimension of pleasure I’ve never explored before.

This man knows I’m married, but I’m too drunk to remember if I told him about it. A flash of my husband’s face cuts through my thoughts, and my mind stalls for a moment.

I almost tell this guy to stop, but then another image flares in my mind—the one scene I caught him cheating.

The thought makes my blood boil, but I immediately push it aside. I don’t want to remember him or that right now.

This is my night. This is mine to claim, mine to enjoy… every little bit of this pleasure!

“If I were your husband, I wouldn’t be able to stop fucking you senseless,” he said, his words blunt and unashamed.

My jaw dropped at his audacity.

The way his eyes burned into me, filled with intense temptation, made his words sound like a promise that I would be fucked senseless tonight. And what’s strange is that I’m actually looking forward to it.

That thought made me bite my lip.

“Damn,” he cursed under his breath. His hand shot out, catching my wrist and guiding my fingers to the bulge in his pants. “You made me this hard.”

I could feel the heat and hardness beneath the fabric, and the urge to explore it only intensified. I wanted to touch him. I needed to feel him.

Slowly, my hand moved up and down, tracing the length of his hardened member. I couldn’t help but notice just how massive he was.

He was so much bigger than Taylor!

“Uh,” he groaned, the sound full of satisfaction when my hand wrapped around him.

Curiosity and desire surged through me, and before I could stop myself, I felt the overwhelming need to see what was inside his pants. So, I did.

Pulling myself up to sit on the bed, I unbuttoned his pants and slowly pulled down the zipper. Even before I finished, I could see the tip of his manhood peeking above the waistband of his boxer briefs.

God. The head was already huge, and I hadn’t realized that something this long even existed!

My eyes widened when his member sprang free, and I was met with the full sight of his shaft.

“You’re… huge,” I couldn’t stop myself from muttering.

Pushing aside any shred of shame, I gripped him, my fingers barely touching around him. The pressure made me want to tighten my hold, to feel more.

“Ohh, damn. That feels so good,” he groaned.

I looked up at him through my lashes, meeting his gaze. His eyes were soft, aroused, his lips parted as he breathed heavily.

He was excited, and I couldn’t help but mirror that same excitement, the feeling bubbling up inside me.

“Put me in your mouth.”

My jaw dropped from his command, but I didn’t find it disgusting at all.

I never did a fellatio in my whole life, but it does not mean I don’t know what that is. Though I’m not sure if I could do it well if I tried it now.

My head is spinning from too much intake of alcohol, and the heat from my raging libido made me obey his command.

My tongue started licking the torso of his member and playfully licked the tip of it. I can’t believe that it didn’t taste as bad as I thought it would be. I’m actually enjoying giving this man a head, feeling more aroused, enticed, and thrilled even if I’m the one pleasuring him.

When I took the tip of his member inside my lips, my mouth and tongue seemed to have a mind of their own, as if I knew what I was doing. The man moaned and grabbed on my head, and then I realized I was doing it right.

“Fuck.”

I was caught off guard when he pushed me on the bed, found the thin fabric inside my skirt, and pulled it down harshly. He moved so fast as he widened my legs and positioned himself on my entrance. He’s finally going to enter that massive length inside my wetness!

“I need to stop you. You’re making me cum too soon with your mouth.”

I felt the tip of his hot member on my entrance and my hand found its way to his biceps while the other grabbed on the sheets as I prepared myself.

Even from losing his patience, his move is slow and gentle as he pushed his tip inside my hole. The head alone stretched my flesh that it almost hurt but an incredible pleasure was also there.

He really is huge!

“Uh, you’re incredibly tight, Lila.” He whispered my name as if he’s out of breath.

My eyes screwed shut when he continued pushing himself inside me, continuing to stretch my insides. This should hurt, right? They why all my mouth could utter are moans of pleasure and wanting?

When he’s completely inside me, he stopped moving and started kissing my lips hungrily like the thread of his patience is just a millimeter at most.

I could feel him inside me, truly feel him. This is so new, the feeling, the way this affects me, the way I’m liking having sex with a man not my husband, this is pure pleasure.

A Sinful Pleasure.

He started pulling out slowly and I cried as I felt my flesh followed the rhythm of his move.

“Oh, God!”

I am cumming! I am cumming just by a few thrusts! The size of his manhood is hitting my good spot, I can’t stop to come!

“Damn, you’re even tighter!” he groaned and continue his silent battle with the walls of my core that wraps tightly around his hard length.

“Mmm..” I moaned my screams of pleasure when he started kissing me hungrily. His hips moved faster than his former pace and I can’t help convulsing over and over from his deep, agonizing thrust.

 heard my shirt teared open when he grabbed on it and shred the poor fabric into pieces, exposing my wiggling chest from his hard thrust. One of his hand grabbed on my bust roughly and I bit his lip from the pleasure it added.

Another wave of mind-blowing orgasm washed through me and the man started moving in and out to even faster and deeper pace.

“Ahhh!” I moaned as I felt the hot sticky liquids spurted deep inside my center together with my ongoing climax.

The man hovering above me bit my shoulder gently while groaning his release. Our breathing are uneven and we’re both gasping for air.

I really am fucked senseless. That is what this stranger made sure of.