1. Megan’s Transformation Into A Hotwife - Part 3


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Anal, Author: Kee4Fun, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    legs curled up from the floor. He slowly released me, and I gently slipped back to the floor. Titillatingly, his hands rubbed up and down my body, finally halting at my boobs. He cupped them, and toyed with my nipples—squeezing, rolling, and pulling them through the thin fabric of my cover-up. “Oh God, Derreck,” I moaned, as my knees got weak, “I want you right now. Let’s skip dinner.” “I worked all day. I need to recharge my batteries so I can give you my most vigorous attention, especially your ass. I have been looking forward to that since Saturday.” “You are a devilish rogue! You just want to watch me getting further soaked and steamy, as you coast through dinner.” “I do love watching your hard nipples,” he said, as he spun me around and smacked my butt. “Dinner smells terrific. I can’t wait.” I felt one drop of nectar fall to my thigh as I led the way to the dinning room, where George was waiting. They shook hands like old friends, and, after some preliminary greetings, started talking about baseball. I was super horny, and a bit angry, but I should have expected it; it was Derreck’s M.O. So, half naked, I put dinner on the table, and we enjoyed the fruits of my labor. Derreck kept the conversation going in whatever direction he wanted. His eye contact was split three ways: George, me, and my nipples; at least I received two-thirds of his attention. I knew exactly what he was doing, but I still wanted all of his attention. When we finished, and there was nothing left ...
    but wine, he stood, saying, “George, would you clean up so I can go into the living room with Megan?” George readily agreed. Derreck held out his hand to me and had me lead the way. I looked back at my chair, there was a small puddle where my pussy had been. “That is an amazingly sexy garment you are wearing. It shows just enough to keep a guy hard,” he said, undoing his pants and letting them fall, as he sat on the couch. “Now, my sweet enchantress, get on your knees and suck my cock.” I had pulled down his boxers and was blithely licking and sucking as I heard George come into the room and sit. Paying him no mind, I continued servicing Derreck’s wonderful black whopper. I was getting closer to taking it all, but his thickness stymied me. As my head was moving, he was gently running his hands through my hair. His touch only added to my ardent arousal. My right hand had moved from his cock to my clit. I was squirming from my self-inflicted carnal delight. When he noticed what I was doing, he told me I could not cum, only delight in my lust and desire; just go to the edge, but no further. My mind was reeling. Who was he to tell me what I could and could not do? He was Derreck, the man I would do almost anything for, the man I desperately wanted, the man who would take me to carnal raptures only he could provide. I did not allow my orgasm. Soon, he pulled me up. I was relieved of my cover-up, and sitting on his lap, my sodden, slippery labia pressed against the base of his hard, ...
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