1. Carla - Acquaintance Turns Serious


    Date: 9/25/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    advances and give her a small amount of comfort. We sat there for the longest time, kissing and exploring the depths of passion, raising the bar on what might transpire next. “Oh my gosh,” Carla said, as we took a break. I smiled. “First base,” I said, “is the easy part.” Carla smiled. “I’d invite you to my house, but I just gave it up to the bastard,” she said. “Well, I’d invite you to my house,” I replied, “but I don’t think my wife would approve if we disappeared into the bedroom.” “I would behave,” Carla replied. “I don’t want to be the cause of any issues for you.” It was a cloudy day, a little on the chilly side and the autumn leaves blew across the parking lot. The windows on her SUV were foggy. “You know,” I replied. “Change can be a difficult thing, but with help, and a good support network, you can face anything.” Carla leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. “You know, you put me at ease and I like that.” Carla reached across and placed a hand on my thigh. I was already horny and Carla’s touch put me over the edge. I slipped my hand on to hers and boldly moved it up to my crotch. “Oh wow!” Carla said, feeling the bulge in my jeans. “You can’t kiss me like that and not expect a reaction,” I whispered. “I was kind of hoping for that,” Carla replied, squeezing my manhood through my jeans. She quickly surveyed the parking lot. “I want to suck it,” she said. I fumbled to unfasten my jeans. Carla started her SUV and quickly backed out of the parking spot. I unzipped my ...
    jeans as Carla pulled around behind the shopping center and parked. In an instant, she was across the center divider and diving head first into my lap, even before I could manage to free myself of my jeans and underwear. The warmth of her mouth encircling my rock hard cock was exhilarating. Her long blonde hair fell lazily across my lap. I pulled her hair it back to make things easier. She worked her manicured finger tips up and down the shaft of my penis, her saliva glistening off of it in the afternoon sunlight. “You’re going to make me cum,” I remarked. “That’s what I want,” Carla responded. “Cum in my mouth.” It didn’t take much more for me to reach the point of no return. I could feel it coming. Carla’s blonde head bobbed up and down vigorously. I let it fly. Carla squeezed my shaft in attempt to control the flow of semen, but she couldn’t. To my surprise, she didn’t spill a drop. She swallowed everything I offered. She wiped her lips with the back of her hand and smiled. “Salty, but good” she declared. I couldn’t believe what had just transpired. I looked out the car window at the nearby shaded trees, which had turned a deep crimson red in the cool crisp autumn air. Carla reclaimed her car seat, a bit disheveled looking, but pleased. “This hardly seems fair,” I remarked as I put myself back together. “I’m happy,” Carla remarked. “No you’re not,” I countered. I put a hand on Carla’s bare thigh and pushed her skirt up, even as she attempted to stop me by grabbing my wrist. ...