How I Acquired My Taste For Fucking Other Men's Wives - Sex Stories

How I Acquired My Taste For Fucking Other Men's Wives

... down to half thigh and holding them while I used my other hand to grip my erection. Emily stared at me, almost managing to look amused. “Suck my cock!” I demanded. Though there was no certainty that I would be successful, somehow deep down I knew that I would be. I was right. Without a flicker of emotion, Emily uncrossed her legs, placing them far enough apart for me to stand between them. She leaned forward and cupped my balls, giving a squeeze as if to remind me that though she was happy to comply, she would never allow any man to be the boss of her. Her other hand took hold of my cock and I released my own grip, enjoying the way she opened her mouth and slid her lips over me without a word. She wriggled her tongue, causing an early emission of pre-cum. Deftly using tongue and lips to clean my head, she gave another little squeeze of my balls before plunging her lips down my shaft and wanking me briskly. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Greg staring at his wife’s mouth and my hard cock. I did as Emily had instructed, paying him no attention, pretending he was air as his wife gripped my cock at the root and moved her lips up and down, making sure to slurp loudly before sliding her lips up and her tongue all over the bulb that now glistened with her saliva. Another little squeeze of my balls came as she wanked my cock, staring up at me. Neither before nor since have I known a woman who could convey so much through expressionless eyes. She was pleased with me, though ...

... I should know that everything still happened on her terms. Her lips went back down over me, saliva swilling around, coating my rod. It sounded delicious, and my cock gave a little twitch, prompting Emily to go deeper. I checked on Greg out of the corner of my eye, for the first time enjoying what I could make out of the masochistic delight of another man as he watched his wife go deep on my hard cock. Emily pulled off, wanking me briskly as she once again looked up at me. It was at that precise moment that I realised that no ordinary sex would ever satisfy again. Having my cock sucked by a woman while her husband looked on was so filthy, I couldn’t conceive how any ordinary sex could ever come close to this. Emily’s lips engulfed me again. She sucked hard and deep and I felt my balls tighten. Emily’s mouth self-lubricated so massively it was almost like she had a second pussy. I wanted it to last forever, but knew it was going to be difficult to hold back. Restraint was a skill I had yet to develop fully. Not that Emily was bothered. Understanding how close I was to cumming, she slid her lips back up my shaft, holding just below the head. Then she wanked me hard, really hard, giving another squeeze of my balls for good measure. I wanted to measure up to Emily’s coolness, feeling proud when I managed to ejaculate without a sound. But I delighted in the depravity she could convey in spite of hardly moving a facial muscle as my cum spurted into her mouth, her lips clenched hard ...