1. On Assignment


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    She feels her treacherous vaginal muscles swiftly clamping around my finger, as if to make sure it stayed wedged inside her wetness. In a last ditch effort she tried to wriggle away. She tried to protest, once again, but my tongue is deep inside her mouth stifling any sounds. Her strength vanishing when my thumb found the tip of her clitoris and teased it expertly. She gasps into my mouth. She feels her taut body responding wildly to my expert touch. Her love button is fully engorged and vibrating as I strum it. Her hands, of their own accord, gripping my shoulders. She feels an orgasm begin to swiftly rumble to life, somewhere in the depth of her womb. She can't remember ever having been so quickly aroused. I slip another thick finger inside her quivering pussy, while my thumb continues playing with her clitoris. She is shocked, to the core, when she realized that the loud squelching sounds are coming from her pussy. It is incredibly wet from being fingered by me who is not her husband and who she had no respect for. Suddenly she begins to cum and can't control her body and had to clutch me for support. Her orgasm lasting for a long time as her vagina gripped my fingers like a fist. Her clitoris is vibrating and the squelching sounds are louder. Love juices are dripping out of her vagina as if she is peeing and coating my fingers and palm. I managed to make her climax, with my fingers, with ease something no other man ever had before. Her orgasm begins to fade and her body ...
    limply sags. I remove my finger, from her dripping vagina. Her legs are so shaky that, when she tried to stand unaided, she slid down and ended up sitting on the bed. " You've been thinking about me since last year, haven't you, Jocelyn?" I said as I knelt, next to her. " You've been thinking about my cock and how wonderful it would feel wedged inside that married pussy of yours again! I bet you could think of nothing else over the year, Mrs. Lockwood." I slip the top of her dress, down baring her breasts. She isn't wearing a bra and my mouth clamped around one of her nipples and started sucking. My hands pulling her g-string all the way off. With the last obstruction out of the way my fingers are free to slip in and out of her wetness freely while my mouth never stopped sucking on her throbbing nipples, keeping her arousal at a high pitch. Because some of the arousal had been a little doused, by the orgasm, she is able to think a little more clearly. She feels very guilty that she had allowed me to control her so easily. My use of her married name made her think of her husband and how angry she had been to him on the phone. Shamed by guilt she made another effort to extricate herself, from the dangerous situation. She managed to dredge up enough strength to get on all fours, intending to crawl away. It proved to be a mistake! Her short skirt is still bunched up around her waist and, without her g-string, her pussy is completely exposed. My fingers gripped her hips and pulled ...
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