The Block Party - Sex Stories

The Block Party

... and feel incredible.”

It had been so long since I had intimacy in my life. Our lips met. He was a great kisser. It was long and intense. Then he let me go. He took my hand and led me to his bed. I’m naked and about to make love to a man I hardly knew. I knew him for less than an hour. I felt like a teenager on prom night.

He eased me onto my back, my legs instinctively spread wide. Suddenly, I became self-conscious. I stopped trimming my pubic hair long ago. It was a form of protest. Even though Rick cheats on me with men, he always insists on a clean-shaven pussy. Between my legs was a patch of coarse hair. Jim didn’t seem to mind. I think it aroused him.

His first reaction was to taste me. This was when I realized that my bush didn’t matter. I only experienced someone going down on me once. It was long before I was married. The guy didn't do it well, so I never really looked for it after that. Rick, in his warped mind, thought it was disgusting to go down on a woman. He had no problem sucking a man’s cock and swallowing cum. Stupid man.

Jim started to kiss my thighs. He took his time as he worked his way toward my pussy. He parted the hair and sucked my clitoris. He was teasing me, flicking it, making it erect. I moaned with satisfaction. Then he took my entire clit into his mouth, sucking it, savagely striking it with his tongue. My limbs strained as I thrashed with an explosive orgasm. My hands held his head in place. My screams were loud and I begged him to ...

... mount me.

“Darlene, you taste sweet. I could stay here all day.”

He lifted his head and kissed my body, working his way up. His mouth latched on to one nipple, sucking and kissing, and then he made sure the other wasn't ignored. It was heavenly.

As he lifted himself, he said, “My cock is throbbing.”

He knelt upright between my legs, lightly massaging my pussy. I soaked his fingers as my body prepared to accept him. Then, I threw my legs back, inviting him in without saying a word. He thrust himself into me. I gasped as the pressure built inside me.

I pulled him toward me. “You feel so good!”

Our bodies started to move in unison as we became one. He held my arms at the wrists, above my head. He dominated my body. We kissed passionately as our animal instincts took over. A slow rhythm started, causing me to build up. I lost control shaking in a frenzy. I was experiencing a burst of excitement.

I screamed, “Fuck me, I love this!”

Then, my spasm started to subside. I came back to earth, lying in a heap of exhausted sweat.

I was panting, out of breath. “That hasn’t happened in a long time.”

“It has been a while for me too. But, I’m not finished with you.”

Slowly pulling out of me, he lay next to me. His hand slid across my body, squeezing my tits. I smiled without saying anything. He could tell I was enjoying this. It was even better for me than he realized. I knew I was sticking it to my asshole husband.

As we lay there, he confessed, “You know, ...