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True Stories: Breaking the Rules
Date: 9/10/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: swingerjoe, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
My dick had been so fully engorged for so long that it hurt. I didn't dare touch it, but I could feel several drops of pre-cum oozing from the tip. I had shared her with other men many times before, and yet I had never felt this way before. There was something thrilling and dangerous about not being there to see it first-hand. My imagination filled in the missing pieces I could not see, and my imagination was a far more powerful erotic mechanism than my eyes. After thirty-six minutes, I heard the garage door open, and my heart practically leapt into my throat. Another jolt of adrenaline surged through my chest, and my left arm felt numb. No, not now! I thought. I can't have a heart attack now! I NEED to know what happened! Thankfully, the sensation subsided. I wanted to rush downstairs and greet her as she pulled into the garage, but I managed to contain myself. I heard her footsteps on our cellar stairs, followed by the sound of our kitchen door opening and shutting. "Hello?" she called, but I didn't answer. I was frozen to the spot, and unable to speak. She walked up the stairs and turned the corner toward my office. She began to speak, but I stopped her on the spot, and wrapped her in my arms and kissed her. I was thankful to taste peppermint gum. I led her straight into our bedroom, and practically f***ed her to her knees. I needed to experience what he had just experienced. I needed to know that she still wanted to suck my cock as badly as she had wanted his. ... She seemed to sense exactly what I needed, and she wrapped her exquisite lips around my cock and took me deep into her throat. My dick was throbbing inside her mouth, and I knew that I was on the verge of exploding, so I withdrew completely. "Get undressed," I ordered, "and tell me everything." She did as she was told, but she wasn't moving quickly enough, so I helped her step out of her pants. I couldn't help but notice her panties were soaking wet. She stood before me, naked, and I threw her onto the bed and crawled between her legs. "What happened?" I asked, as I began kissing and biting her inner thighs and brushing the palms of my hands across her erect nipples. "Well, I was on my way to his office, and I almost turned around," she began. "But then a song came on the radio. That song by AC/DC. Dirty Deeds. And it just hit me how dirty the whole situation was. I was getting off on being so dirty and slutty. It was like an aphrodisiac." I rolled my tongue over her clit, and she gasped. "I was so horny," she said, a little out of breath. "Instantly horny. I don't know if I've ever been so horny." "Mmm," I said as I sucked her labia into my mouth. "You love being a little slut, don't you?" "Yes," she replied. "I guess I do." "Go on." "I gave him a kiss, and—" I suddenly stopped. "Slow down," I scolded. "Back up. I want to know everything. Every moment, every ...