He was careful.
Concise.
He took my flirting and suggesting that he fuck me in stride, only moving a little on the naughty scale.
First it was texting me from a Google voice account.
Then it was naughty pics.
He finally started sending videos of his stroking to my pics.
It was all delicious good fun, but I wanted more.
Every step was a baby step leading up to this moment.
His wife out of town.
His kids with his mother in law.
The hotel room was in a city over.
It was booked under a different name using my credit card that my husband had no idea I had.
No dinner.
No promise of sex.
Just an opportunity to dip his toe into the naughty water of cheating while I hoped to seduce him into dipping his dick into me.
I got to the room before him and set it up.
A couple bottles of prosecco chilling to ply him with.
His favorite sushi on stand by.
Me in thigh highs wearing a black silk robe.
Nothing else.
He arrived on time and dressed like bad spy vs spy comic.
But he was there.
Baby steps…
A few drinks in and my robe was gone.
A few more found us in this moment.
His eyes transfixed on my wet, eager pussy as I fingered myself to the rhythm he set stroking his now weeping cock.
He laid there as he came with the sexiest groan, painting my thighs with his release.
He staggered backwards on shaky legs before moving to lay next to me in the bed.
“Wow,” he breathed out with a satisfied chuckle. His dick was still semi hard and had drop of cum still dangling from the tip.
“Good, huh?” I egged him on earning a warm throaty yes.
I rolled over and ran a hand up his naked thigh. It sent a shiver over his frame, but he didn’t t reject my touch.
Baby steps.
I moved, pressing my bare breasts against his thighs so I was more face to face with his cock.
The movement startled him a little, but not so much that he pulled away. It probably was because he couldn’t.
“What are you doing?” He asked me as he lifted his head up to see me so close to his dick. It was hardening with my close proximity.
“I want a taste,” I confessed and then but my lip as if my naughty confession was too much.
“You know…” he began, but I cut him off.
“I know you didn’t agree, but that’s why I’m asking,” I said with an innocent look.
“Consent is key,” he agreed in a breathless tone, repeating an earlier conversation.
“Yes, respect boundaries,” I said repeating what he had told me prior to this meet up as I watched his dick grow back to its full, impressive size. I rubbed my boobs against his thighs slowly. The tactical sensation of his hairy legs against me caused my sparks of pleasure as my nipples hardened in response.
“Just one taste?” I asked softly as I watched his stomach clench and his dick bobble in response.
“I don’t think we should,” he said in a nervous tone as I continued to rub against his thighs as they trembled beneath me.
“What’s so wrong with one taste?” I asked with a pout as I leaned closer to breathe on his now weeping dick.
“Look?” I teased. “It’s crying for attention.”
He remained silent, straining to look at me as I hovered ever closer to his dick.
“Just one little lick,” I whispered, rubbing against him as I blew air on his cock with each word I said.
“Just one lick,” he repeated softly as I grinned wickedly in response.
I moved and slowly licked his cock from base to leaking tip. I took an extra moment to run my tongue across the head, lapping at his pre cum as I took my one lick.
His body arched in response as a low, groan of pleasure escaped his lips.
“You taste so good,” I whispered, licking my lips in an exaggerated manner as he panted on the bed before me.
“One more?” I asked innocently, knowing there was nothing innocent about my offer.
He nodded his head furiously as I continued to brush my tits against his thighs, except this time his hands moved to feel them as they spilled over his thighs. It was a sly movement, but I knew what he was doing.
I leaned in and repeated my exaggerated lick going from base to tip. His hips thrust up, meeting my tongue as he moaned loudly for me. The movement allowed me to capture the head of his dick in my mouth. I help him there, running my tongue in a circular motion around it before sucking him just enough to make him cry out in pleasure as his body jerked in response as his hands gripped my tits tight.
I brought my hand up up to hold him there. I waited a moment for him to reject my touch before slowly stroking him, but he just started trembled in response. I took him deeper in my mouth as his hips thrust up to meet this change of sensation. The simple movement pushed him deeper down my throat causing me to gag on his length.
“Oh god,” he cried out as I pulled off him, but not moving away. Instead, I crawled up his lap, straddling him, so that his cock was nestled between my wet pussy lips, but not taking him inside. It was the perfect position to slide along his length, but not break the agreement of full on sex.
“We can’t…” he stuttered as I slowly slid upon him.
“I know, I know,” I shushed him, leaning over his body to dangle my heavy tits in his face.
“I just want to wet hump,” I lied as I watched his face contort into a confused look just as his hands gripped my hips to help me glide on his length.
Baby steps.
“Like high school. Just slide on your cock and cum that way. No sex,” I breathed out and watched him nod in agreement as if it was the best idea ever, not one step away from breaking the rules he created.
I slid along his hard dick, crying out each time he poked my nerdy clit. My wetness combined with his created wet sounds with each pass.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he moaned as he helped set the rhythm by guiding my hips as I moved above him. His mouth would capture a nipple to suck as they dangled in his face.
“Please… please,” I whispered as I rose above him. I took hold of his sex slick dick and guided him to my entranced.
“Wait,” he groaned, causing me to stop.
“Just the tip,” I said in a nonsensical manner as I rubbed him against him.
“Please, baby, I just need to just feel the tip,” I practically beg as he tooled at me wide eyed and consumed with lust.
“Just the tip,” he agreed as he shifted his hips beneath me, practically pushing his dick in place with a level of impatience that matched my own.
Baby steps.
Slowly, he prodded me until he lined up perfectly. Slowly, almost painfully slow, I eased down upon his thick head.
We gasped in unison as the head of his dick eased inside of me, but I didn’t stop.
“Fuck,” he cried out as I slid down his length, taking his entire cock until my ass rested upon him.
“You feel so good,” I purred as I slowly started to move on him, sliding along his cock, never letting it slip out.
His moans were loud as his hands took of my hips in a Vice like grip, holding me in place with him buried in me.
“We can’t,” he breathed out, shaking his head on high alert from breaking the rules. His rules.
“Doesn’t my pussy feel good wrapped around your big dick?” I asked him in a couple manner as I struggled to move against him.
“So good,” he moaned as his legs shifted beneath me, causing me to settle even deeper upon his dick. The movement earned a moan of pleasure from us both.
“I just want to cum on your cock,” I pleaded to him. “Let me cum and we can stop.”
He nodded, throughly pussy drunk as his hands stopped blocking my movement and instead worked to help me ride his dick.
His mouth latched on to my nipple sucking hard pushing me closer to an orgasm as his thumb found my clit.
“Are you close?” He panted out as I rocked on his dick harder. His fingers rubbing my clit in combination with his cock was just enough to put me on the edge of bliss.
“I’m not going to last,” he practically cried as I rode him a little harder.
“You gotta get off,” he insisted as I continued to move on top of him.
“Just a little more,” I pleaded with him as he grunted beneath me.
I ignored him as I grinded on him deep, letting the sensation of being so full combined with the moment send me over the edge as I cried out, raising off him as his fingers frantically rubbed my clit to to point if being pleasure pain.
Suddenly as I continued to rock on top of him his hands gripped my hips and pulled me down upon him as his hips rose up in a wild thrust. He cried out, and held me pinned to him as he emptied inside me until his jerking cock stopped.
The room was silent except for our hard breathing as we came down from our high. I laid on top of him, not moving as his cock remained nestled inside me.
“Oh god. Oh god. Oh god,” he muttered as he moved beneath me, pulling me off him and pulling out at the same time. A dribble of cum followed as he moved to my side.
The lust had burned off in the air between us leaving only the slight bitter taste of broken rules mixed with the sweet taste of victory. Nothing was sweeter than the taste of a first time cheater.
Wow. Just wow.
Cheating sex is the best sex.
Still. Wow.
Nothing sweeter.
Cheating sex is the best sex.
Wow is right! So sexy how she led him, one baby step at a time, towards inevitable infidelity. Once his guilt is assuaged, he’ll be back for more.
