My Wife's Boss, My Mistress - Sex Stories

My Wife's Boss, My Mistress

... her mouth. She took it all like a good soldier until my mini-me erupted into her hard sucking mouth. She swallowed it all and clean me up with her skilled tongue. We rested on her day bed naked with her lying on besides me, hands on my cock playing with it while my hands are on her perky boobs, tweaking and rubbing her erected nipples. I asked her where she learned her blowjob skills and how she can take all of me without gagging. She told me that she is actually an ABC (American born Chinese) and she got her education in States (both academically and sexually). One of her boyfriends was an African-American and all things you heard about how big they are, are true. He taught her how to go down on him without gagging and do her throat thing. Needless to say, I benefitted from her 'education'. She also told me that among all her lovers and hubby she had, I was one of the better ones if not one of the best. Her hubby didn't have as thick a cock as mine and he doesn't like to do to times in a row. I was thinking his lost is my gain. If he cannot satisfy his wife needs, then I supposed he cannot blame her for 'eating' outside. By now, my cock has rested enough and it has regained it full glory. Twinkle turned on top of me and slid my cock into her still wet love tunnel. She gave a small sigh of content as my cock filled her up just nicely. My hands automatically went to her peaks of pleasure and started the tweaking and tuning of her stereo. As she bounces on and off my cock, ...

... her moans and pants are getting louder. Luckily her house is located at an isolated corner or else her neighbours will know she is giving her pussy a work out again. Her sounds echo around the living room as I pounded back at her, matching her thrust for thrust. A thin sheen of sweat start to appear on us as I pounded her to two more orgasm when finally we reached the point of no return and I shoot my second load of mini-me into her warm and wet womb while she cum again. Chapter 4 After resting for a while, we dressed up and drove off to Sim Lim Square (my other playground). Without hesitation, I zoomed into one shop that specialized in selling Lenovo notebooks. I always like IBM ThinkPad notebooks but wsa disappointed when they sold it to their OEM manufacturer. Anyway, I decided a professional lady like Twinkle should use a ThinkPad because the design is a no nonsense design. Strictly professional... That is the feeling I get when I see a ThinkPad. Got her a T60 model and also got a behind the counter discount since I know the people there. (BTW, bros don't ask me for discount to purchase from that shop). She seems happy with my choice of notebook and told me that I have got good taste. She always felt that ThinkPad looks more professional as compared with other notebooks. I was thinking that since she is loaded, she might as well go for something better and more stable rather than go for a fancy notebook packed with frills that she won't be using at all. Packed up the ...