I have and you know that imagination is a horrible thing to waste. See, I came home from work on an incredibly excited night. My husband, on the other hand, was more interested in dating his friends and asked me to wait for him to come home. We didn’t get along from the beginning and I was ready to catch up, but now he really pissed me off.
Frustrated like hell, I decided I’d go out when he left and find my own pleasure. I was pretty convinced this bastard was cheating and I was tired of playing the second violin. After all, I was too excited to sit at home and rock my thumbs. I took a shower and put on a low-cut blouse (sheer bra), a short skirt and 4-inch pumps. You know those who say, “Fuck you!”
I drove to my favorite place and came in. There, at the end of the bar was an empty seat.
So I put my stuff over there, ordered a drink, and put quarters on the pool table. I thought playing the pool in this outfit would attract attention.
A very handsome man came out of the toilet. Dark hair and brown eyes, this tattooed dream wore a t-shirt and a women’s drummer jeans. He looked good with a country girl like me.
“Who put quarters for a game?” he said in a very sexy tone.
“Me,” I said
“Get them!” He answered.
I won the first game he won the next four. Then I know the bartender calls the last call. That night was fast. He told me he was in town shooting a video with his band and staying in a suite down the street. “You know the genre with a small kitchen, living room and king size bed,” he stressed. He asked me if I wanted to have a drink with him. As practical walking distance. I said “sure.”
We finished our last pool game and the last sip of our beer, and we went home. When we entered the suite, he went to the bathroom.
I was standing in the kitchen sink. He went into the kitchen when I turned to him and there he stood in front of me in his boxer panties, and woman drummer.
“Do you mind?” He asked.
“Oh no, I don’t mind, not a little!!!” I answered with an evil laugh.
I turned to the sink and finished putting water in the coffee maker. I felt heat behind me. Then I felt her hands slipping along my hips. He got close to me, I could feel his breath on my neck. “So you say your husband chose his friends rather than making love to his wife…” I’d like to make love to his wife, do you think she would love him? He murmured as he began to kiss the back of my neck, hovering his hand to my breasts full. He hit me. Touch my neck and I’m done.
I couldn’t say that he didn’t give me the chance to talk. Turn around so I could face him I could feel his dick coming out of his boxers on my skirt and they weren’t my husbands. I felt the warmth and circumference in my skirt, this man was ready. He kissed me deeply by putting his lips full on mine. So deep that I probably thought I was dead and went to the sex paradise.
I wrapped my arms around him by running my hand gently on his back and ass.
He got tougher and I got hotter. He certainly wasn’t my husband. I wanted to touch them. He took off my skirt and slipped my blouse over my head. He then started kissing my neck by dragging my bra straps on my shoulders.
His hands were so soft that they made my nipples hard.
“You smell so good!” he said, “I wanted to do this to you in the bar so bad.”
Leaving a wet track with his tongue, he slowly worked his way to my breasts, dragging the cuts on so that he could lick more easily and kiss my nipples.
I slipped my hand under his shirt, his chest was soft and soft. And I could feel her excitement in her shorters getting harder and harder. I touched his nipples gently, he sighed.
I thought he didn’t like it. I was wrong. He slipped his hands into my panties and took them off. He got on his knees. He started my legs and got up. His tongue was incredibly warm and soft. The air that hit her saliva on my leg made me feel cool but I was anything but cool. Slowly, he worked to my inner thighs snacking and sucking them while he was going. I couldn’t help moaning with pleasure. It made him work harder.
I wanted to feel his mouth on my clitoris, but he already knew it because he stretched my legs and kissed the inside of my thighs. I was shaved, his tongue slipped on his lips. Now I could feel my clito swelling and getting hot. He slipped his tongue inside each of my lips and then plunged him into my hot pussy. I couldn’t help but put my hands on his head to guide him where it was good. My legs started shaking. And my body got hot everywhere.
Although it was fun to have someone to eat on my counters, I would rather be in a soft big bed. So I could see him, too. So I pulled him out of me, told him to get up. When he did, I made sure that while I slipped from the counter, I let my hard nipples touch his chest. I took him by the hand and took him to the king’s bed.
I went to the dresser and took a silk tie and a black silk scarf that was there. I asked him to hold the scarf, “yours,” he laughed and said “someone left it at the video shoot.” His eyes were looking at me. Because he was lying on the bed, I could say he didn’t know what he was doing. But he was going to find out. Sure.
He went to say something. I put my finger on my lips “Shhh” I said softly, “You’re gonna be fine. Please let me please you.” He smiled and accepted my words.
I went to him on the bed and I took the black scarf and I skipped him gently from his toes. While I worked on his body, I strangled his waist. His skin was hot, and his eyes were filled with excitement. His eyes are so beautiful that I wanted to melt when I looked at them.
I leaned over and kissed her hard nipples. Dry and snack on the hard one. I could feel her hands slipping over my ass. I could feel his hard dick pressing against my ass and it was huge. My husband was fine, but that dick was big, long and hard. It was so good to rub my ass. I couldn’t wait to feel it in me but for now it was his time to be teased and happy. In one way or another, the control made it easier for me.
I asked him to sit down and when he did he ran his tongue on the end of my nipples kissing each other and then slowly bit them. He shot my face at his and kissed me with passion. I had trouble keeping control.
There was such intensity in the kisses that they were alone enough to make me want orgasm. I reached the side of the bed and got the scarf and slowly placed it on his eyes.
I tied him around his eyes so he couldn’t see me. I then asked him to put his arms in front of him and tie them with the silk tie. I asked him to rest and enjoy the ride. He did what he was told.
I kissed her lips. Working on her body, I licked every inch of her body up to this little hair test that goes from your belly button to your dick. I felt his dick touching my breasts. I knelt between her legs. His dick was perfect. 10 inches of hard flesh, just waiting to be sucked and fucked. And I had the honor of doing this.
I started at the base of his dick and licked to the end. Run my tongue around the crest of his penis listening to him moaning. I took it in my mouth slowly working in and out of my mouth. Let her go deeper into my mouth. My husband always said I was the best cocksucker he’s ever known.
While I deeply slit him, he goes crazy at that time the only thing I can hear saying is “yes, it’s so good.” There’s this little thing every woman should do when she kicks a guy. When she has her dick in her throat, she should take her tongue and work along the vein on the underside of her dick. It will throw him over the edge of the ecstasy, he will surely blow his mind. I did it and say I don’t think he did it because he yelled enthusiastically. “Oh, my God, who feels so good, I don’t want to fuck up yet. I want you to fuck me now!”
I relaxed my mouth in his tail, massaged it with my tongue while I worked it up and down. Then I started kissing my way up his body. I strangled him again by teasing the tip of his tail against my clitoris. I couldn’t wait to feel it in me, but I still wanted to make him feel that he was the center of my attention. Slowly, I let him into me. Talking about instant orgasms, it was so big that he immediately hit box g and I felt it was going to split me in half. The pain the pleasure in a sensation, hr felt so good. I felt my juice accumulate inside my body. I started to grind on him, he pushed his hips forward in synchronization with me, I was going to explode, I could feel my box getting tighter, damper and warmer as he threw himself into me getting harder and harder.
“Yes! You feel so good about me. I can’t stop screwing myself, you have to go slower. I don’t want sperm yet,” he said while wasting under men. I felt so powerful on him.
With these words, I reached the finish table and took my little pocket rocket. Every woman should have one too. Perfect for in the car and your stuck in traffic. You’re talking about getting down while you’re in traffic.
I lit it and slipped it to my clitoris, and I placed it between my clitoris and her ass.
All I had to do was make my clitoris. He said, “Oh baby, you’re going to sperm, right?” At that time, my bowels exploded. I must not have tied D’s hand tight enough because I felt him shoot me at him. I was in the middle of an orgasm. He rolled me under him. And he fucked me so hard that I screamed. It was so good. Every time he drove me, my little rocket crashed into my clito. It was almost like electric shocks going through my body.
He was fucking me more and more. He’s reached places my husband never felt. I kissed him wildly. Our eyes were closed with such intensity. I could say he was ready.
“Cum for me, baby, I want to feel you deep into me.” I told him.
With this word he pumped me harder and harder, I could feel a hot blow of liquid flooding in me as he screamed loud. I closed my legs around her ass and I never dropped her.
When he was finished, he kissed me gently but with intensity.
We got together for a while. When I realized my husband could be home at any time.
I told him I should go home before my husband gets home. He got up and dressed with me and took me back to my car and kissed me with so much passion. I gave him my cell number for the next time he was in town.