A Most Unusual Evening - Sex Stories

A Most Unusual Evening

... naked from the waist down, I lay back in his lap and immediately his hand goes to my exposed crotch and begins to stroke my moist lips. "All of a sudden I am aware of Roger's penis for the first time. It's poking into my back, hot and hard and seemingly pretty large. I'm tingling all over from Roger's touch but I realize that we don't have much time, so I slide off his lap and onto the floor so I can rip open his black uniform pants. He's got tight black briefs on underneath and the head of his cock is already peeking out the top, tantalizing me." I can feel Jennifer's eyes on me, challenging me, as she voices a desire for another man's cock for the first time in our 20-year marriage. I cannot meet her gaze, however. "So I rip down his underwear and there it is. It practically jumps at me. Big, hard and throbbing. It looks ready to explode. I feel really honored that this cock is doing this for me and I want to learn more about it. To play with it. To taste it." I'm sure I twitched visibly at this last comment. "But I know we don't have time to play, so I grip it in my fist and straddle his lap on my knees, right there in the back of the Land Rover and I slowly sink down on him until his pole is all the way up inside me. I begin to slide up and down, feeling that hot pole glide inside me with each stroke. It's blowing my mind that I am literally fucking this guy - humping him as hard as I can, while he just lays there and enjoys it. "Then he starts moaning. And twitching. And ...

... even though we've just gotten started, I know he's going to come. Inside me. He thrusts his hips up off the seat and shouts like he's been stabbed and I can feel his hot cream spurt inside me. In the throes of his passion he grabs both my breasts and squeezes hard, twisting the nipples and producing a sharp stabbing pleasure that contrasts with his warmth blossoming in my belly. It makes me come too. "Afterwards, I roll off him onto the seat of the car. I can see that he is hurriedly pulling up his pants. 'I'm sorry. I got to go now,' he says with a sheepish look. ' Or else I get in trouble.' He hops out of the car like it was on fire and starts to buckle his pants. Then he leans back in and says 'Thank you. You are very hot woman. I hope you found what you were looking for.' With a wink he is gone and I am left on the back seat, sweaty, ravaged and filled with his cum." At this point, Jennifer rolled over and looked at me. "So what do you think so far?" she asked, coyly. "You mean there's more?" I replied, surprised. "Oh yeah. I haven't even gotten to the fantasy part yet - the part where I need your help. But maybe I should just stop here; you know, quit while we're ahead? It looks as if you enjoyed that bit quite a lot, but I'm not so sure about the next part." She was right. To my surprise, shock and, frankly, horror, my cock was standing up straight, tenting the loose fabric of my shorts and throbbing painfully. Jennifer reached out and grabbed my shaft firmly and began ...