1. Pro Golfer's Wife's Affair


    Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 87.8, Source: sexstories.com

    to taste her. I hear her breathing change, and her ass shift, her pussy pushing for more. Emboldened, I slide the tip of my index finger into her. She is so soft and satiny smooth, my cock throbbing. " No, John," Ellie purrs more than protested, " you, you shouldn't, John. It's wrong, John. You, you shouldn't, touch me, my, pussy, like that, John," she moans. Ellie didn't want me to stop. My finger slides into her. " Nnno, John, not, in my pussy," she gushes. I would have none of it. I simply said, " Shhhh," as I look into her eyes and cupped her entire pussy in my hand, rubbing the flat of my fingers over her panty covered mons, pushing just slightly on her clit, moving my fingers in circular motions over her clit, pressing, pushing, rubbing. Her eyes closed. Holding her so firmly, I turn my hand just so, to push her panties aside to slide all four fingers into the slit of Ellie's panties. Her ragged breathing is interrupted only by the soft mewling moans she tries to contain, her shaking her head, " No," her swaying her ass to my hand, now openly rubbing her hot, aching, dripping wet pussy. " Nnnn, touch me John," She purrs. She protested again, not believing it herself at all, panting to my touching. " Nnnno, John, nnno. Stop, John, you shouldn't, do this, John" even while saying to herself, don't stop John, don't stop, feels, so good, John. Fuck my pussy, John. Her mind is slowly reeling. Not through thoughts of protest, but thoughts of how she'd never been so hot ...
    before, that she wanted this, and can't admit it, can't say it to me, can't ask for it, and denying this, hiding it, concealing it even to herself made her even hotter. Her entire being buzzed with nervous sexual excitement, turning me on even more. I look at her. Her eyes closed, she is slightly shaking her head, " no." Her lips are moving, saying, " no," but no sounds are coming out except her breathing getting louder, her mouth forming the word " no," and her entire expression one of pure lust and pleasure as I slide my fingers over and around and through her slippery pink pussy. " No, John," she breathed out. " Shouldn't, be, touching me, there... John. Shouldn't, be doing this, John. Touching, my, pussy, John," hinting at her desire's. " I'm married, John. Stop...I can't...John...John ...I'm married...John...No...No...this is wrong...John." Ellie is now rocking her hips to my ministrations, her legs spread wide, she let her weight rest entirely on the bed, pushing up on her toes, her knees bent, her ass pushed up and out, I'm fucking her with my fat fingers, her back arching in kittenish reply. My voice softened. It is firm, confident, but not angry. " Are you going to give me a hard time anymore, Ellie?" Ellie can barely answer. My finger is so deep in her. It isn't fair that I asked, not fair at all. My other fingers spread her open, sliding through her creamy folds. Her pussy is hot, on fire, her nipples and breasts throbbing and aching, writhing under my touches. She shook ...
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