I just found this in my drafts from 2019 🫠 idk if it was ever posted…. 🤷🏻♀️
With Christmas just around the corner, tension can run high! And I knew just what I needed to relieve that tension....
Ron has had a busy couple of days, between work and other projects at home, and it’s been hard to find more than a few minutes that we’re both free. Myself? With the holiday quickly approaching there was so much to do. Gifts to be wrapped, cookies to be baked, and (hopefully) cock to be sucked.
I spent a good portion of the day running errands, and trying to find some last minute gifts. Of course, that also meant I was able to do a little looking for myself as well. I had yet to find just the right gift for Ron, and it was really starting to get to me. He does so much for me, and not just at Christmas-time. I wandered aimlessly through the large outdoor recreation store. Nothing seemed to click. And then, I met John. A clerk at the store, he couldn’t have been more than 30-years old. He stood about 6’ 5”, with dark hair and darker eyes. He was very friendly, and approached me and offered his assistance. “Do I look that confused?”, I said, knowing I had to look like I had no idea what I was doing in the store. He smiled and nodded, “Who are you shopping for today?” I told John that with Christmas just days away, I was still in search of the perfect gift for my husband. John’s eyes seemed to drift to the deep V cut of my top as I spoke, and I could feel my nipples harden knowing he was imaging what my breasts looked like underneath. “I’m sure whatever you take home for him, he would be satisfied” John said, his gaze still set on my cleavage. “Is that so?” I laughed, reaching out and playfully running my hand across his forearm, which he had crossed over his chest. I knew almost immediately that I had, in fact, found the perfect gift. I just hoped that John would be willing to play along. I turned and walked a bit down the aisle, and aimlessly pointed at a box on the bottom shelf. “I thought about something like this maybe?” I said, as I bent over to reach for the box. I had no idea what I was picking up, but I was hoping that John wasn’t paying attention to the merchandise on the shelf. As I looked back over my shoulder, I could see John’s eyes on my ass. I knew that I had him on the hook, all I had to do was reel him in. I stood and turned, and walked to him with (what I then realized) was a pair of ski boots. I held them just below my chest and asked, with pouty lips “is this something you would be interested in?” I knew that Ron had never ski’d a day in his life, and hated the cold.... but it didn’t matter, because once again John’s eyes were focused on my cleavage. “I absolutely would be interested!” said John, trying to focus on what I was saying. “Great!” I said, “now, what else would you really like for Christmas if you were my husband?”
John’s voice seemed to catch in his throat as my finger came to rest on the buckle of the belt, just inches away from his cock. I let my fingers rest there, and looked him in the eye. “This is very nice.” I licked my lips, and held his gaze. Glad that we had found an aisle that seemed to have no traffic, I knew it was now or never. “Is this belt easy to quickly unbuckle?” I asked. John smiled, “would you like to maybe visit the break room with me and take a closer look?” I nodded and without a second of hesitation, John took my hand and led me to the back of the store.
As the door to the empty break room closed, John pressed me up against it, reaching down and turning the lock on the door. His lips met my neck, and he quickly worked his way down, stopping at the cleavage he’d been so focused on earlier. He ran his hands up my shirt, lifting it, and quickly pulled my bra down, exposing my nipples- which we’re so hard at this point, they ached. He kissed and then licked before sucking a nipple into his mouth, lightly biting. I moaned as he did, and his hand found my other nipple and he rolled it between his fingers. You would have sworn there was a direct connection between my tits and my pussy, because I was wet immediately. I genuinely loved seeing a man enjoy my tits. I had been blessed with a wonderful set of DD’s and even knowing men were looking at my low-cut tops turned me on. It turned Ron on, too. He loved to take me out in revealing clothing, and it made his cock twitch seeing other men stare at his wife. Those were the nights that he would take me home and fuck me hard, as I told him how much I’d like another man’s cock inside of me. Ron would agree, and tell me how much he would love to see me get fucked by another man.
And I knew... that was the perfect gift.
As John focused on my tits, I reached down and quickly unlatched his belt, and unzipped his jeans. He was rock-hard already, and I could not wait to get my mouth on him. I loved sucking cock. I loved that full sensation as I swallowed a man down, feeling him pulse in my throat. I pushed John back a bit, reversing so he was against the door now. I peeled off my top and quickly removed my bra, my tits spilling free. “Jesus”, John said as I fell to my knees and yanked down his jeans, his cock springing free. Fuck, it was big! As I reached out and stroked him, I could barely fit my hand around it, and he was about 10-inches long. I could already see the pre-cum glistening along his slit, and I couldn’t help myself. I licked lightly, tasting him. Delicious. I bet Ron would like it too I thought, my clit throbbing. John groaned and ran his hand through my hair. I looked up at him as I took the head in my mouth and sucked gently, still stroking the length. I wanted to fuck him right there. I wanted to strip and bend over that cheap folding table in that break room and let him shove this monster into whichever hole he wanted right then and there. “Slow down, Marie.... play nice and maybe he’d like a little more later” I thought to myself.
I popped his cock head out of my mouth and focused on his balls. Licking lightly as I jerked him off. Sucking them into my mouth. That apparently drove him crazy, because he lightly pulled my hair, and I heard his beg “suck it, please.” I smiled up at him and spit on his cock. “Gladly” I said, and took him back between my lips. Sucking, slowly at first, taking him inch by inch. His grip tightened on my hair, and it wasn’t long before he was thrusting his hips forward, the head of his cock sliding into my throat, squeezing him. He let out a long, satisfied moan and looked down, smiling. “Does your husband know what a fucking slut you are?” John asked. “Mmm-hmm” I managed to get out as he gently fucked my throat. He pulled me back a bit. “What was that?” he asked.
I let his cock fall from between my lips, but I kept stroking. Long, tight strokes as I looked up at him from my knees. “He knows what’s a fucking slut I am” I said, “and he loves it.” With a bit of disbelief, John smirked “seriously?” I nodded my head and took him back into my mouth, picking up the pace and sucking harder.
“You’re telling me your husband knows that you suck off other men?” he asked. I nodded and kept sucking. “What a lucky son-of-a-bitch he is.” John’s head fell back against the door and his eyes closed, fully enjoying the blowjob I was giving him. Once his cock was nice and sloppy wet, I stood and pushed him down into one of the metal folding chairs near the table. I got down to my knees again quickly and put his fat, wet cock between my tits. I pressed them together and started to titty-fuck him. Ron loves when I do that. He loves my big tits. “He is quite lucky” I giggled, “but I know there’s something he wishes he could have.”
“What else could he want” asked John as he reached out and punched my nipples, sending an ache to my cunt. “Well, he’d really love to watch” I said. “I’ve been thinking, and I really would love to find a man with a big, fat cock that would like to come home with me and use me while he watches.” I turned my face down and sucked on the head of John’s cock as he thought about what I had said. “Interesting” he replied. Well, he’s not freaked out...... I spit on his cock again and looked up at him. “Is that something you’d be willing to do? Would you like to fuck me John? Because I would really love to feel this huge dick in my pussy.... my ass too if you’d like.” He let out a heavy sigh and his forehead tensed. He was close.
“Would you like to fuck my ass? Blow your load inside of me while my husband watches? God, he would just love to see you pound me like a dirty fucking whore.” I licked his slit, tasting his salty pre-cum. I couldn’t wait for him to shoot his hot load on my face. “John, do you want to cum on my face?” I asked. He looked at me and nodded. “Yes”, he managed. “And would you like to come over next week and fuck me?” I asked. “Yes”, he strained out. His balls were so tight, I knew it was only a matter of seconds. His hips lifted as I gripped his cock tight and stroked him hard and fast. “Cum for me John. Please let me have it. I need it.” And just like that he grunted and began to spurt. Ropes of thick, hot cum landed on my face and tits. I licked his cock as I stroked a bit more, wanting all of it. I sucked him into my mouth and he groaned, the last delicious bit landing on my tongue. “Do you want me to lick up all of this?” I asked as I lifted my right breast and lapped up his seed. “Fuck yes” he breathed, and he wiped his cum from cheek and I sucked it off his fingers. “You are so fucking hot,” John said, watching me clean up.
After the mess was tended to, I stood and began to re-dress my upper half. “Were you serious?” John asked. I turned and looked at him as I pulled on my top, “I am dead serious.” I walked closer and took John’s phone from his shirt pocket. I tapped my number into his contacts and slipped it back in. “There’s my info, I want you to fuck me while my husband watches.” John ran his hands through his hair and laughed, “I cannot believe this” as he tucked his cock back into his pants.
“Well, believe it” I said. “Call or text me anytime and we’ll make arrangements. You won’t regret it.” I gathered up my jacket and purse, and walked towards the door, turning the lock. As I opened it, two of John’s co-workers were standing in the hallway. I smiled and stepped past them, knowing damn well they knew what was going on in there, and loving that they knew. I walked away confidently, sure that’d I’d hear from him sooner than later.
As I came to my car in the parking lot, I reached into my purse for my keys. My phone buzzed and I checked the screen. Two notifications. One from Ron....
I’m on my way home, meet me in bed?
The other from a number I didn’t know....
I cannot wait to blow inside your pussy. xxx- John
I smiled as I fastened my seatbelt and started the car. I picked up my phone again, and hit the reply button.
Hey daddy 💋 just leaving the mall. I finally found you the perfect gift! Can’t wait to give it to you!
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