1. The night that changed my life


    Date: 3/25/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Cheating, Erotica, Reluctance, Author: dudelicious, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    lubed cock I am right at the edge...just a little more… The phone rings again — FUCK!!! This person is very persistent; I release my cock and grab the phone to see who it is. HOLY SHIT. It’s the wife, checking in to see how the day went and to catch up. I try to slow my breathing down to have a conversation with her, pulling my finger out of my ass creating a feeling of emptiness, then begin to discuss my day with my wife. I fly home the next day, and try to forget about the events that transpired that night. After all, I am a great husband and would never cheat on my wife. (Would I?) A few weeks pass by and I get a text message from her: “I wasn’t kidding I want you, in fact I get myself off nightly thinking of you.” Oh shit, is this for real? I instantly get hard while I am walking down the mall,. Embarrassed, I duck into the closest men's room. Not knowing what to say, I ignore the message. The sales conference is coming closer, a few more weeks and I will see her again. Just thinking about it makes me flush and produces the feeling of butterflies in my stomach. Would I risk everything to be with her? I think about her often, and at times when I was fucking my wife I would fantasize it was her. A week before I was to fly out to the meeting I get a text, “Conference is next week. I hope we can spend some time together.” My phone buzzes again. Thinking that it was another text message, I nonchalantly look at my phone, but this time it was an e-mail from her with a picture ...
    attached. I open the file and nearly drop my phone in the toilet!! There she was lying on the bed completely naked with a dildo stuck in her pussy. That body — my god she was a thing of beauty! I was right, cleanly shaven...what is she doing to me? My phone buzzes again, and not wanting to take my eyes away from the picture I fumble around to see who it is…it’s her. “Like what you see? I went out and bought that dildo, I think it’s the same size as you from what I remember, I use it all the time wishing it was you fucking me.” My mouth drops wide open; I’m completely dumbfounded. Yet another buzz. “I need you to fuck me, let’s make it happen next week.” Thoughts now racing through my mind...she is serious, and she really wants me to fuck her. Can I go through with this? The day comes and I am on the plane heading to a small town in New Hampshire. I often opened the picture she sent not only to masturbate to it but to fantasize being with her. My heart is racing as the cab pulls into the hotel; there she is, the stunning beauty that had been toying with me for the past few weeks. My carnal desire would have me race out of the cab, grab her by the hand and take her to a room and fuck her senseless until we both collapse. But I can’t, I have a wife at home. The week passed, and we only flashed cheeky grins back and forth across the room without incident, until the last night. A tradition we all had was to go to a local club and go dancing, call it a celebration of sorts. We all ...
«1234...89»