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She didn’t know that I knew – Part 3

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She didn’t know that I knew – Part 3These very erotic trysts repeated for the next two weeks: Wednesday morning, my wife would remind me that she would be working late on a project at work. I would wait in bed, pretending to be asleep but naked (and quite hard). She would quietly come home just after midnight, remove her clothes, except for her panties and slip into bed next to me. She would then gently touch my shoulder, I would roll over and slide down her body, sitting up to just long enough to remove her panties and then dive-in, tongue-first, to the wettest, cream-filled pussy imaginable. She would get VERY aroused and then beg for my cock. I would quickly enter her, as she moaned about my girth. I was rewarded with the feeling of the incredible warmth of her lover’s cum. The walls of her pussy were still snug around me yet his remaining cum would envelop my hard and throbbing cock. I honestly think that she thought that she was keeping her affair a secret from me. I’m not sure, but it didn’t matter to either of us. She just came home so horny! I would lose my mind with lust as my cock, with each thrust, tried to displace his cum from my wife’s slutty cunt. If I was ever disappointed about anything, it was that I never lasted as long as I had hoped. The hot, wet feeling and the knowledge of his cum inside of her, coating my own cock, was way too much to handle. My eyes would roll up into my head and I would shoot hard and deep into her. She always came right as I did or slightly after, as the mixture of all of our cum dribbled out of her. And as usual, she tried to encourage me to tongue her after and, as usual, I continued to decline. I do have to admit that where this was a fucked-up situation, the sex was incredible.On the following Wednesday, she didn’t announce her need to work late. I asked her about it and she said that there was no need to work this week, but that the project work would continue the following week. I have to admit that I was disappointed, but then it hit me: She was on her period those few days, so naturally, “date night” with her coworker was most likely rescheduled until the following week. A week later, things got back to normal: She announced that she would be working late, etc., etc. Just after midnight, as she quietly walked into the bedroom, I surprised her by being seated upright in bed and anxiously waiting and showing my anticipation. At first, she was surprised to see me awake but then smiled at me and seductively suggested that I sit on the floor and lean against the bed. I quickly did as she requested, my hard-on sticking up proudly. She then slowly undressed as she faced me, maintaining eye contact the entire time. Her blouse came off, then her skirt. As she removed her skirt, I saw izmir escortlar that she was wearing black thigh-high stocking! It was a very sexy look and not one that I had seen her wear often. Did she wear those for him? For me? For us both? She kept her heels on and the view from my seated position was VERY hot: Her high heels, her long, shapely legs, the thigh-highs stopping just below her crotch, her black panties, her creamy white skin at the tops of the stockings and below her panties, her smooth, toned and flat tummy and then her bra, her shoulders and her just-below-the-shoulders brown hair framing her face. She was a goddess, particularly with her elevated, statuesque position about three feet from where I sat. It’s then that I noticed a couple of things about her… Her hair was tussled and slightly messed. Was she trying to be more obvious about her indiscretions? And, while gazing at the lacy tops of her black thigh-highs, I thought sure that I noticed a couple of white, wet streaks. Had she not removed her stockings as her lover fucked her and now showed evidence of the trail of his dick as he pulled out of her? I tried to refocus yet could not. This was a very defining moment. While watching my face, she then unclasped her bra and even in the dim light of the bedroom, I could see that her nipples were red and very sore looking. Had her lover roughly abused her nipples? Again, this was a defining moment: Do I comment and ask what happened? As I was pondering my next move, my wife stepped closer to me, straddling my outstretched legs and hips with each of her feet. Her crotch was now inches from my face. She stood over me in her heels, stockings and panties. As I reached up for the waistband of her panties, as I usually did when in bed, she placed her hands on the back of my head.“Don’t take them off this time” she said in a soft, sexy, almost panting voice, “simply pull then aside…” She then added, “ Pull them aside and taste me.”I lowered my fingers to the leg opening, beside her crotch, and used that opportunity to get my nose right beside the two white streaks that were splashed across the tops of her thigh-highs. I subtly inhaled through my nose and my earlier suspicion was confirmed: It was the obvious scent of her lover’s spunk! His dick must have rubbed her thigh as he withdrew from my wife. My cock throbbed undeniable approval.As I pulled the material of her panties to the side, exposing her red and puffy, freshly-fucked cunt lips, she thrusted her hips against my face forcing my head back and my chin forward. She was holding the back of my head and was pushing her slippery cunt against my mouth. I leaned my head back, extended my tongue and was rewarded with a huge dollop of her lover’s cum. In this izmir escort bayan position, the creamy goo quickly and easily slid past my tongue and down my throat. I had swallowed before I even realized! As I licked, slurped and swallowed, I felt her quake and grind her hips against my mouth as she shuddered out her orgasm. I continued to swallow as more of her lover’s cum drained into my open throat. This was way more cum than I had ever tasted before. Perhaps it was the position of her being above me? Once her shaking slowed, she slipped her fingers into her waistband and pushed her panties down her stocking-covered thighs. I helped her kick her panties to the side and she dropped down into a squatting position, facing me and still wearing her heels. She reached for my hard-on and quickly guided it up and into her steamy, sticky cunt. She then placed her head on my shoulder and mashed her breasts against my chest. While holding me tightly, she bounced up and down until my spongy cock-head pushed way up into her and I swear it hit the back of her cervix. This was the first time that she had been on top after one of her “late-night working sessions” and I have to say that the feeling of his cum, still up inside of her and coating my cock was undeniably intense. It felt out-of-this-world good! I decided to test to see if her nipples were as sore as they looked and snaked my hands up between her chest and mine. I searched out each of her nipples and captured them between my index finger and my thumbs. I not only pinched them simultaneously, but I twisted them as well. My wife let out a primal scream that could have waken the neighbors and came hard as she dropped down on my cock. It’s then, as she rocked through her second orgasm with me, that I felt the hot, sticky mixture being pushed out of her and coating my cock and running down around my balls. She leaned back, after calming a bit and looked at me.“Oh MY GOD” she yelled. “You’re so HUGE!” Her voice then softened, “You bad boy! You seem to enjoy this a lot, yet you didn’t cum yet.” she noted with a devious smile.“I was about too” I replied with a smile, “But I really wanted this to be about you.”She leaned in close again and started a slow gyration with her hips. As she found a nice rhythm, rubbing her swollen clit along the top of my hard cock, she leaned in close to my ear and after giving it a lick with her tongue, she gave it little nibble and then whispered:“So, you want to make it about me, do you?” she said in a very sexy whisper, while still gyrating on my cock and licking my ear.“Yes” I panted, “I do.”“Well then… “as she slowed her gyrations, “I was thinking about not working late on Wednesday nights anymore.”“You were?” I said as I panted for release. “but… izmir bayan escort but I thought that you… that you…”“Enjoy it?” she hesitated and smiled. “YOU, my dear” she said coyly, “enjoy it too, don’t you?”“MmmmHmmm” was all that I could get out as I squirmed below her hips, my cock still throbbing and up inside of her squishy cunt.“Well then,” she paused and licked my ear some more, “next Wednesday night…” she whispered softly, “would you be okay… if I brought my work home with me?”“HERE?” I shot back, in a very surprised response, “at the HOUSE?”“Yes, Baby” she replied, in a very sexy, breathy tone, now grinding harder on my cock, “RIGHT HERE… maybe even this very spot!”The image of my wife and her lover fucking in our home – like the first time that I spied on them…. or even here, in our bedroom? The thoughts of what this meant and where it might be going filled my mind. My eyes involuntarily screwed tightly closed as intense, primal lust took over. I growled out like an a****l and shot what I could only imagine to be a quart of hot cum up into my wife’s spasming pussy. She also came hard as she continued to ride me in order to drain every last drop out of my spasming balls. She then slowed and began a gentle side to side rocking. This allowed the syrupy, slippery combination of the remnants of her lovers cum, her cum and my own recent contribution to slowly dribble out of her and all around my crotch and balls.As she snaked her fingers down between us and felt for the gooey concoction, she looked me in the eye and smiled.“Well,” she said confidently, “that really, incredibly, intense orgasm that you just had…” she paused to allow her words to sink in, “and ALL of this cum,” she paused again as her fingers played with the hot leaking mixture, “certainly tells me that you’re okay with my suggested change of venue next Wednesday night…. Aren’t you?”I was in shock and not sure how to respond. She then brought her cum-covered fingers up to our lips and looked me in the eyes again.“Sure that you don’t want a taste?” she teased. I turned my head away and she laughed as she licked her fingers clean. She then stood, her feet still straddling my hips, and a long stream of cum hung from her cunt to my lap below. She once again positioned her dripping folds inches from my face.“Oh,” she said, smiling down at me, “you’ll need to find something to do out of the house next Wednesday night, say around 8:00pm?” “I will?” I asked, while staring intently at her dripping pussy and still trying to figure out what was going to happen now… what this all meant, moving forward.“Yes” she replied. “This first week, anyway…. We’ll see how it goes after that.” She allowed that to sink in and then continued: “But please do be home at exactly midnight…” she then smiled and added “and not a moment later.” She continued to flash her gorgeous smile and added a wink, turned and headed off to the bathroom, still in her heels and stockings, swaying her naked ass for show.To Be Continued…

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