My Wife's Boss, My Mistress - Sex Stories

My Wife's Boss, My Mistress

... flicking my tongue at her clit. Her head fall back as the sensation of my painting overrode her senses. Without much effort, her pussy is wet. I rubbed my middle finger on her lubricant before inserting it into her wet vagina. I whip my finger around and Twinkle gasped as I found her g-spot. Next I just wiggled my finger at her sensitive spot bring her mewing moans out of her mouth. Suddenly, I felt a warm flow of wetness and knew she came as her body stiffened up. I climbed onto her desk and hugged herot my body. I ask if she has any condom around. She said she is trying for a baby so did not stock up but she is in her safe period so it is alright. Furthermore, she prefer it bareback since it offers more sensation. Hearing this,, what more invitation do I need? I pushed my raging hard-on into her warm and wet depth. Twinkle gasped and clutch my arm. I slowed down and asked if I caused her any pain? She told me it is just that she never felt so full for quite a while and my thick cock is filling up her vagina. I took it slowly, moving in and out in small increments. Soon her wetness coated my cock and is foaming at the edge of her pussy while I pounded into her. She came at least twice more before I shot my mini-me into her pulsating pussy and collasped on top of her. Chapter 3 Twinkle drove me back to my condo after we cleaned up. She said she will call me to make a 'date' for us to go shopping for her new notebook. I return home to a warm dinner and hug form my wife. As ...

... suspected, she asked me about the problem. I vaguely describe the problem to her but not diving into details. I know that she gets bored with my IT stuff after 5 minutes. I suppose that she just wants to hear my voice. Nothing much happened for the next few days until Friday when my mobile beeped with a message: Hello Stud... when do you think you will be free to go shopping with me? It was Twinkle. I replied that I am helping my wife to pack her bags as she is flying off tomorrow to London for her conference. Twinkle replied, I know... I arranged that trip for her. So you think you are free after you send your little wifey off? Needless to say, both big and small head agrees that when the cat is not around, the mouse needs to cum out to play... I sent my wife off at Changi airport Terminal 1 since she is taking a BA flight. She gave me a kiss and a tight hug and tell me not to be naughty and get enough sl**p... Hehehe... She doesn't know how naughty I am going to be... But never in her wildest thoughts will she think who I am going to be naughty with. I waved her good bye at the entrance to the Customs and see her walked off, wiggling her tight and sexy butt as she goes. I took out my phone and messaged Twinkle. The coast is clear, the mouse is cumming out to play. Where you want to meet? Almost immediately, I got a reply. Now would be a good time. You cumming over to my house to pick me up? I am too lazy to drive. From the airport to Twinkle's house, usually would take about ...