1. A Little Christmas Guilt


    Date: 12/20/2014, Categories: Cheating, Author: NorthernFlicker, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    something?” “Of course. What is it? I want you to tell me.” “After hearing about what happened to you I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on! Until now I could never have imagined you with another woman, but now I’m just dripping wet because of it!” She cuddled close to me, her hot breath on my neck. “And I’ve got something to tell you,” I whispered to her. “Telling you my story, reliving it, has got me in the same state. I’m hard as hell. The whole thing was so intense. But I have to hear your story now. Please! I have to hear about you getting fucked by another man.” As she started speaking I placed my hand on her soaking wet pussy and slowly finger-fucked her. She told me everything; of how the alcohol had clouded her judgement when she went up to the guy’s apartment, and of her initial feelings of guilt over just being there. She told me that she had two more drinks and then they had started to dance, and when the music slowed and he held her close she had melted into his arms. It wasn’t long before he had his hands on her breasts, and suddenly all feelings of guilt and reluctance of the situation developing into something she didn’t want were swept aside. She could feel his erection pressed against her leg and before she knew it she was on her knees in front of him, pulling open his pants and freeing his big, hard cock from its confines. She spoke intensely, describing in vivid detail the size and shape of his cock, and the feel of it in her mouth when she sucked ...
    him off. She was amazed at the exceptional amount of cum he shot into her mouth and how she revelled in its taste and how smooth and warm it felt as she gulped it down. She told me how she felt like a whore being fucked by another man, and how excited it made her feel to have a strange cock in her cunt. She related in detail how she talked dirty to him in a constant stream, telling him to fuck her hard, and how she screamed when she came. They had fucked for an hour or more and then the alcohol had started to wear off. Her feelings of guilt suddenly returned, overwhelming her, and she leapt from his bed and asked him to drive her home. She went on to tell me that when I had called her from my hotel she had just gotten home a few minutes before and was about to take a shower. She was naked when she answered the phone and sat down on the edge of the bed. While we were speaking, the guy’s cum started running from her cunt onto the bed sheets. Not wanting it to defile our bed she started to wipe it up with her fingers, but before she knew it she found herself licking them clean. Even though she was appalled by what she had just done she couldn’t resist catching more of it on her fingers as it oozed out of her, then tasting and swallowing the mixture of his cum and her juices while we continued speaking on the phone. That was the noise I had heard and had asked her about. After we had hung up she got out one of her toys, and with tears running down her face, she lay back on our bed ...