Best Friend’s Wife
Part-3-of-6
Office sex
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I didn’t know what‘s up with me. All morning whenever I left my desk, I immediately got a raging hard-on that wouldn’t go down. I am not a pervert. I’m not doing this on purpose. I knew it’s a combination of the movement against my pants and because I’m still thinking about last night and Linda, but the knowledge doesn’t help. Normally, I can mind-will my boner down, but for some reason since last night with Linda, it is just not responding. I couldn’t help wondering if part of the problem was because I knew that Marcus was back in town and, consequently, I won’t be able to fuck her again for three or four days. Whatever the reason, I still had my erection, not to mention how embarrassing it was to walk around with a stiff one. With my 8-inch thick cock, I knew that I was just deluding myself that no one was noticing. I put my hands in my pockets, but other than that, there wasn’t much I could do about it.
I wish I worked with more women, but that’d probably lead to mutual embarrassment. Personally I’ve always wondered what girls think when they notice a guy walking around with a hard-on.
Damn, just when I have to go get my lunch I’ve got another boner. The 50-year old secretary is at her desk, so I guess I have to wait until it goes down. If I’m not careful I’m going to miss my lunch. I’ll bet the 50-year old female secretary that works right near me is probably past caring if I have boners or not a good while ago.
As I got up to go to the bathroom I could tell by the expression on Kathy’s face that 50-years old or not, she wasn’t past caring. Kathy is a very gorgeous secretary who, although she is 50, looks much younger. I was shocked when she followed me into the men’s room and locked the door behind her. As I stood there like a dummy, Kathy threw her arms around me and started kissing me. As our lips touched Kathy let out a sigh and instead of kissing me like a brother, then suddenly I was enveloped by her passion as her mouth opened over mine and her tongue slid between my lips. As our tongues danced I could feel her passion, desire, heat, and want rise up inside her like a blazing inferno, consuming all sense of propriety or any pretense at ladylike reserve. As our kiss held and escalated, her hands started roaming all over my body. By the time the kiss ended, one of Kathy’s hands had slid around and was fondling my butt and the other was holding my still-erect cock through my pants.
After telling me when and where to meet her for dinner, Kathy was gone just as mysteriously as she’d arrived.
About 30-minutes later I got a call from Linda telling me to meet her at a near by sleazy motel, one that generally rented by the hour and catered to street-hookers and their ‘johns.’ Linda was such a slut that the sleazier the location and the kinkier the sex, the better that she liked it. When I arrived her car was already parked in front of a room near the back. I guess Linda was looking for me because as soon as I parked beside her, she opened the door and stood there naked motioning me in. I didn’t even have the door shut before Linda was squeezing my crotch, unbuckling my belt and unzipping my fly. When she had my fly open, she grabbed my stiff cock and applied her incredibly long tongue to the underside of my trembling balls, then upward to my shaft. When she got to my big knob, her tongue circled the rim for a moment before licking the top all over. When her luscious lips parted to take my cock into her warm, loving mouth, I threw back and moaned in pleasure. I didn’t last long. As soon as I erupted Linda took my whole load in her mouth and down her throat.
Linda was completely wanton and felt no guilt or shame about being so excited. I almost had to hold her down while I gently kissed and licked my way up her inner thighs. As I got high up on her inner thigh close to the “opening” I started lightly biting and nipping like scraping the topmost layer of ice cream. When I reached her crotch, I started at her lower labia, teasing them apart with my tongue and worked my way up to the clitoral hood. As I spent some time working on her pussy, I placed my hands where her ribs end. Lightly holding her there with my fingertips, I worked my way around to the hollow of her back in a smooth continuous motion. While making my way to Linda’s lower back, I changed hand grips to more of a light clawing motion with my fingernails as my hand passed over from one side of her body to the other. I could tell what she liked by keeping a light pressure on her lower back just above the hips. If she liked what I was doing she’d tense up usually followed by a sharp intake of breath.
When I got to her clit, Linda seemed to enjoy it when I softly sucked while simultaneously teasing it with the tip of my tongue in a circular motion. To keep her guessing I varied the speed. Simultaneously while doing that, I inserted two fingers into her vagina with my palm facing up. When they were fully inserted I made a “come hither” motion with my fingers. This motion caused my fingers to massage her g-spot. As I varied the speed her whole body tensed and then started to shake. The shakes were followed by hip thrusts and arms thrown back into a rigid position, all the while she was gasping like she was hyperventilating. I was gentle at first, until I figured out that she liked it ‘rougher.’ As soon as I ‘upped’ the action she screamed out and just like that she erupted, spilling the sweetest liquid from her slit. God she was hot. Her body was still shaking and her were rolling around as she ground her drenched pussy hard against my face.
“I want you inside me,” Linda gasped as she spread her legs. When I nestled the head of my cock against her slit the wetness that greeted me and the tightness that enveloped my throbbing cock was overwhelming. My cock entered her slowly and deeply as I savored the wonderfulness of tight wet velvet interior of Linda’s pussy. I couldn’t help myself as I shivered and moaned ecstatically; every time I fucked Linda it was like the first time. As she kissed and nibbled my ear and neck, I cupped the checks of her ass into her hard and fast. As she bit my neck, we exploded in unison, my cock pumping an eternity of repressed cum into her eager pussy.
My thrusting wildly into her triggered repeated orgasms until we both lay quite exhausted on the bed. Dressing quickly I kissed Linda good-by and headed back to work.
Several times throughout the afternoon I glanced Kathy’s way, but at no time by either look or deed did she indicate that anything had transpired between us. I had never had sex with or even been attracted to older women, but Kathy intrigued me. As crazy as it sounded, I knew that I was going to meet her.
Our dinner was at a small intimate, out of the way Italian restaurant and didn’t go at all as I expected it to. Kathy was visibly nervous, but dinner still consisted of good food and pleasant conversation. Kathy was charming, witty, and intelligent and turned out to be surprisingly easy to be around and talk to. Never once was there any mention of what had happened at work or any indication that she knew that I’d met Linda during lunch.
I didn’t know Kathy well enough to take her back to my apartment, so after dinner we parked by the duck pound at the park to listen to music and talk. We talked for a few minutes then started making out like a couple of teenagers. After I kissed her a few times, she started acting odd, like our being alone there was making her nervous. After a few minutes I told her that since parking seem to be making her uncomfortable, it might be best if I took her home.
As we pulled out of the park, Kathy suddenly said that she didn’t want to go home. Instead, she wanted to go to my apartment. Wondering if she understood the ramifications of going to my apartment, especially after what had happened at work, I headed home. When we got there, I gave her a guided tour. Even though she was nervous, when we got to my bedroom, Kathy shut the door and casually sat down on my bed. One kiss and all modesty and restrain left her. Kathy was like a wild woman. Before I knew what was happening she was ripping both our clothes off. Before I could even get my pants and shoes off, Kathy was sucking my cock. I thought she was going to make me cum before I could even get completely undressed. To slow things down I pushed her on her back and buried my face in her pussy stroking her with my tongue, loving her with my mouth. When she felt the bliss approaching, she unknowingly called out her dead husband’s name. I ignored her pleadings to enter her, taking her to sweet paradise with my mouth instead of my body. We did everything that night but swing from the light fixtures. Later I’d swear that there were even footprints on my ceiling. I won’t say she was loud, but while I was eating her pussy one of my neighbors phoned to make sure everything was OK. Later my neighbor said Kathy was screaming so loud that they could hear her all the way out in the parking lot. He called to be sure that I wasn’t killing her.
As we lay there catching our breath, Kathy started playing with my cock. Turns out that I was the first uncircumcised guy that she’d ever fucked and my foreskin fascinated her. Once she’d caught her breath, she slid off the bed and down on to her knees between my outstretched legs. As I smiled down at her, Kathy eased back my foreskin and cheerfully took my cock into her mouth. Without hesitation I took the back of Kathy’s head and pushed my cock as far down Kathy’s throat as it would go with causing her to choke. Tightening her lips around my shaft, she began to enthusiastically work her mouth up and down. Her technique was nowhere near as good as Linda’s but what she lacked in experience she more than made up for in enthusiasm. It wasn’t long until Kathy surprised me; she might be a little out of practice but she really knew how to suck a cock. When she sensed that I was getting ready to cum, she gently rubbed her finger up and down the crack of my ass and gently squeezed my balls together. When she cupped my balls to gently squeeze them, the sensation drove me through the roof so bad that I went off like an atomic bomb.
Kathy obviously wasn’t the shy type, because even after the phone call we finished fucking. My cock regained its full rigidity pretty quickly so I grabbed Kathy and threw her back on the bed. Putting both her ankles over my shoulders and pushing her knees against her breasts, I knelt between her legs and worked the head of my cock into her tight pussy. She gasped as I penetrated her, and then shivered all over with a purely erotic rush. As I lay on top of her, sinking my cock deeper and deeper into her, Kathy hugged me. Raising her face, she gave me a probing kiss as she rotated her hips up to meet my thrusting cock. When things got really heated up I was thrusting my hips so hard and so energetically that she was actually huffing and puffing from the exertion.
As our bodies were passionately entwined, Kathy seemed to lose all inhibitions. She began to talk downright nasty to me as I fucked her. Then when her next orgasm hit her screamed at the top of her lungs and shook so hard that she almost threw me off. I stayed on though, and didn’t break my rhythm for even a second. I fucked her right through her orgasm, intensifying and prolonging her bliss, and kept fucking her after her orgasm had worn off.
My fuse was lit. I went off like a bomb, I cummed so hard that I literally saw fireworks behind my tightly closed eyelids. As I lay motionlessly on top Kathy and gasped for breath, I hugged her to me with all my strength.
Once we regained our breath, I made her lie down on her stomach. Then starting with the back of her neck, I slowly kissed my way down her back to the cheeks of her ass. Waves of electrical shock coursed through her body as my hands grasped her ankles and pulled her legs apart. With one deep thrust I was inside her again. When I entered her and we started fucking, Kathy’s pussy was so tight that I could tell that she was in a lot of discomfort and even as wet as she was it took a little time effort to enter her. But once I was in, she was insatiable. Spurred on by her enthusiasm, my lovemaking turned into something primal. My breath was hard and fast on the back of her neck as I hungrily took her. She met all my savage thrusts with cries of pleasure. I could contain myself no longer. Just as Kathy cried out in the throes of an orgasm, I exploded inside her, again filling her pussy with my cum.
Between eating her pussy, then fucking her both missionary and dog-style, it took me about 3-hours to satisfy her.
Women love it when you tell them how good they taste, and when you worship their private part. Most, especially older ladies, are insecure about their love button, so if I tell them that its the most beautiful thing in the world while doing it, and that there is nothing else that I would rather do, they’ll be mine forever.
Once Kathy was sated and we were relaxing, although she was embarrassed, she told me that I was the first guy that she’d slept with in the 10-years since her husband died. She’d been a virgin when they got married, so in actuality other than her later husband, I was the only other guy she’d ever been to bed with. But, she said that even counting her husband, I was the only guy that she’d ever sucked off. She said that she almost felt like she was a virgin again, but since she was the mother of 3 that train had already pulled out of the station. It was then that I realized that she was so wild because she was sex starved. We fucked 2 or 3 times a week for about a month. By then she was caught up on sex so she cut back to once or twice a week.
Since then I’ve given this subject considerable thought and all I can think of is that many women are just not aware of the pleasure of fellatio, or as its more commonly know as, sucking cocks at the age they usually are when they first marry. I’m willing to bet a lot of them aren’t aware of much sexual pleasure outside of the missionary. For all their strutting and posturing, their husbands rarely knew any more about sex than the new brides did. So sex turns out to be a kind of obligatory thing with 5-minutes of pumping, then roll over and go to sleep. Then after years of sexual frustration she winds up with a slew of toys in her underwear drawer. It seems to me that women peak at a later time sexually and they need time to get past a lot of taboos, stereotypes, pictures degrading women as sexual objects, and a gag reflex.
I guess it was a stupid question, but I asked her if her vagina had shrink from lack of use. I was scared that I was hurting her, maybe even causing her some sort of health problems. She assured me that, yes, a pussy tightens when a girl goes without sex for long periods of time. But, she told me that like most muscles, it has elasticity and will adept to whatever “usage” it gets. She said that I hurt her, but that it was a good hurt. Not to worry, that she was just sore from using muscles that she hasn’t used in awhile. “It was no big deal,” she said, “and that the more I fucked her the better it would get.”
Apparently, Kathy enjoyed our evening because the next morning she followed me into the stockroom and gave me head, and thanks to her age and her demure even though people saw her go in after me, no one ever suspected that anything went on between us. By the time I walked out of the stockroom Kathy had become what is known as a ’friend with benefits’ or as they were previously called, a ‘fuck-buddy.’ But, no matter what you called it, we were available to each other for casual sex.
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Best Friend’s Wife
Part-4-of-6
Co-workers
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I was alone in the break room, having a cup of coffee and musing about the last couple of months and how lucky I was to have two ‘Friends with Benefits.’ In both cases, Linda and Kathy, were the ones who clearly wanted a FWB relationship and initiated our affair. With Linda it was strictly a call or text message, meet and go back my apartment or a sleazy motel, whichever was more convenient, and her leaving shortly thereafter. No spending the night. With Kathy it was always hook up at work. We both agreed that a true relationship was not in the best interests of either of our careers, but there was plenty of sexual energy. Since we worked together it worked out great. There were a few situations where both Kathy and I would need a date for a company function or a corporate event and it worked out great, because of our age difference, people never suspected a thing. They thought I was just taking care of an old and trusted employee. I still couldn’t believe all the pussy that I was getting. I was fucking either Linda or Kathy one or the other almost everyday, and some days both. Suddenly I felt someone gazing at me. When I looked up, Margery was standing there staring at my crotch. Glancing down, I discovered that without realizing it, I’d pitched a tent.
When I looked back up, Margery said, “You know that you could just go to the bathroom and rub one out and that would go away?” Without waiting for an answer, she went on, “All I have to say is, it’s a good thing we don’t work in the same office. It’s spring and this time of year I feel like I’m in heat 24/7. The last couple of days all I think about is ‘jumping’ the guy sitting at the desk next to me, even if he is a nerd. When I’m this horny I don’t care what the guy looks like or who he is as long as he has a pecker.” With a mischievous grin, she adds, “And, you’re a hell of a lot better looking than he is.”
“I’m wearing a skirt, and there is just something about the breeze blowing up my skirt, that makes me wet. I keep moving my legs because if I close them, I get even wetter. I’m glad that I’m not the only one that this weather affects. Like you seem to be, I’m so horny, I could scream!” she added.
Even though she was married, Margery was so pretty that she had no trouble getting my attention. She was 5-foot 7-inches tall, with long, straight dark brown hair, brown eyes, a faintly Nordic face with slightly high cheekbones, a somewhat oversized but lovely mouth, full lips and big smile that accented her even white teeth. Below her real short denim pleated miniskirt, I could see her sexy legs, which were made even sexier by her high heels and tight ass. Her lovely B-cup breasts filled up a tight stretchy top that showed her midriff. Margery had medium tan skin and a pierced belly button, as she turned I noticed a small ‘tramp-stamp’ tattoo on her lower back; there was also a tiny one on her left ankle. She also had a small neatly trimmed diamond shaped patch of silky smooth pubic hair and large wet puffy labia. But I didn’t find that out though until later.
When lunchtime rolled around Margery and I left separately, so no one would suspect anything. We met in the parking garage down the street and I drove her to the same sleazy motel that Linda and I always used.
Margery was as horny as she’d said. The door was hardly closed and my hand was still on the doorknob, before she pushed me down onto the bed and started unzipping my pants. As she knelt in front of me her delicate fingers quickly extracted my cock from my jockeys. I was weak in the knees as I watched Margery’s head descend into my lap and her mouth surround my already erect cock. When I rocked forward and drove my engorged meat down her throat, the slick caress of her wet tongue on my shaft made my thighs quiver. Her mouth did a slippery slide up and down my shaft as she indulged herself in the taste of my forbidden meat. Her tongue probed the tiny slit where my pre-cum was trickling out. Suddenly she pulled out all the stops as she slurped me noisily. My lust boiled over and I shuddered uncontrollably as my spunk squirted in rivers into Margery’s hot moist mouth. I thought I was going to cum until my balls turned inside out. As I shot my load down Margery’s throat, she swallowed in a series of loud gulps, then stood and coyly kissed me on the side of my mouth.
As Margery soon learned, I like to tease girls to death before I go anywhere near their clit. First I focus on their breasts, neck, ears, and her stomach, using my hands as well as my mouth. I love that crease where the leg joins the torso. I could lick and nibble it forever.
Margery sighed with joy when I started licking and softly sucking, not eagerly, but teasingly her long stately neck. Then I sensuously worked my way down her exquisite body, pausing at her plump round breasts with their dark rose and invitingly long nipples. Once I got low enough I worked all around her vagina, exploring the folds, and flicking my tongue into her slit. Then I slowly and sensuously ran my tongue down to Margery’s knee and back up all the way back up to her sexy belly button. I tried to not get anxious or get in a hurry no matter how excited I got. I knew that I really had Margery going when she arched her back trying to grind the air before I’d ever even touched her clit.
When I licked Margery’s damp pussy, I used a long wet stroke that start at the bottom of her delicate slit and traveled to the top to tease and tantalize her clit as it peeked out of the delicate folds of skin. As I switched my focus more and more to her clit, things started moving right along. As things progressed, I made a special effort not to ‘flick’ or ‘smack’ her clit or vagina, but to softly, slowly, circle her pussy. Bringing my experience into play, I alternate between touching her with my tongue and using my whole mouth and lips to suck, and lick her clit.
When her clit began to get harder and poke out a bit further, I tested her sensitivity by sucking lightly and judging her reaction. Once I had her pleasure points figured out, I begin to tease her with my fingers.
When I start using my finger, there is the most special spot right inside the hole on the top that I like to go for. I’m not talking about her g-spot, which is a little further inside and is kind of rough and spongy. No, I’m talking about the really smooth part at the very opening; it’s really small, soft, sensitive, and perfect for teasing. Since I have discovered this spot every girl since then has commented that I knew where it was. I play with it by rubbing it and applying pressure until the girl is trying to fuck my finger deeper inside her, again teasing her until she needs it. Once I have her practically begging to be penetrated, I slide my finger deep and hold it there, letting her fuck my hand. I only use one finger; if you get the girl excited enough one finger is all you need.
I inserted my finger all the way into Margery’s pussy as I continued using my tongue on her clit and surrounding area, alternating the speed and pressure based on her reactions. I began to finger her slowly and rhythmically, gauging her response. I could soon feel her pussy begin to get puffy and full especially on the top near the opening. Angle my finger, I applied pressure to her G-Spot this. Working her G-spot isn’t about the in and out, it’s about the pressure. By now Margery was hot, so I kept my fingers stiff and let her grind her G-Spot on my finger. Once I got her to that point, she is all mine. I alternated sucking and licking her clit while I massaged her G-spot, again. By now I had her wanting it so bad that she was begging for it.
When she cummed she had an amazing orgasm. As she continued to have one small orgasm after the other, I continued to affectionately suck her delicate clit until she finished. When Margery’s tremors had subsided, I simply moved back down and started over with more light touches and licks and again staying away from the clit until she was ready. I made her cum again and again until she literally passed out from ecstasy.
When we went back to work, I dropped her off on a side street a couple of blocks away, so we wouldn’t arouse suspicion by arriving back at the same time.
There was no doubt in my mind that Margery had been doing a little warm-up in the restroom for our after-work meeting. When she came out, she sauntered provocatively by my desk and ran her fingers under my nose so I could savor her aroma. Then later, she discreetly slipped her damp panties into my desk drawer.
Again we met in the parking garage down the street, but this time we went across town to a small out of the way restaurant where our chances of being seen were slight. After a quiet dinner and some pleasant conversation we headed for my apartment. Margery was so cock crazy that she had my cock out playing with it all the way to my apartment.
As we rode up in the elevator, Margery started fondling my crotch and stroking my rapidly hardening cock through my pants. I was feeling adventurous so I pushed her to her knees with one hand while I hit the ‘emergency stop’ button with the other. She needed no instructions, my zipper was down and my cock was in her mouth before the elevator could even come to a halt. Margery’s pretty red lips were wrapped around my hard cock was a sexy sight. Unfortunately there were other people wanting to use the elevator so the bell was soon ringing incessantly. Pulling Margery roughly to her feet, I restarted the elevator and at the next level, quickly stepped off the elevator and across the hall into my apartment. She was only wearing high heels, stockings, her denim skirt and a tube top. I had her stripped down to nothing but her stocking and high heels by the time I pushed her in the door.
I’d never put my cock away from when Margery was sucking it on the elevator, so when we walked in my door it was still sticking out as hard as a rock. By the time the door shut I had a hand full of her hair and was forcing her back down on her knees. I could tell by the gleam in her eyes as I pressed my cock against her face that Margery was turned on by rough handling. As I remember, her husband was a wimpy little nerd that probably wasn’t capable of rough sex and dominating her. Perhaps that’s why she was down on her knees with my cock in her mouth instead of at home with him. Oh, well, it’s not my problem. My only problem was cumming in her mouth.
Now that I knew that she liked it rough, I twisted my fingers …
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To be continued…
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