Rachel. Part 2: Previous Sins
Date: 7/25/2024,
Categories:
Bisexual,
Author: NatashaTsarinaErotic, Source: LushStories
“Ah, ah, deeper, fuck me deeper, Harry. Give me that cock of yours!”
Harry wiped the sweat from his brow and looked down at the brunette lying under him. Her firm boobs bounce to the rhythm of his thrusts and she too was sweating. Her brown eyes had glazed over, which they often did just before she came. He gave her harder and deeper thrusts and felt her nails dig into his back as she pushed her pelvis against his.
“Oh, God, oh Lord, give me that cum!”
With a few grunts and moans, Harry emptied his balls deep into Rachel while her body spasmed under her orgasms. She let go of Harry and lay with her arms straight out and her legs too, almost like Jesus on the cross. Her chest heaved, and she licked her dry lips. “Harry, you are fucking amazing. Can you fuck me again? I just need to call Jenny really quick.”
Without waiting for an answer, she wiggled out from under him and he slumped down on his bed. He was exhausted. At forty-five, he wasn't used to the marathon fucking Rachel expected from him and each time they fucked he knew it was one closer to the end. His wife was on a business trip and would be back the following day. He cringed at the thought of hugging her. He always felt guilty, which he should, of course, but he couldn't stop seeing Rachel.
He could hear Rachel giggle and talk in the kitchen and he made out the words, bar, later, and John. Harry sighed. Was he being replaced by this John guy? Maybe it was for the better. Harry had replaced Tom as ...
... Rachel’s preferred fuck just a few months earlier.
There was no stopping the young woman. He knew from what she had told him she had recently lost her virginity and figured she had at least a decade of fucking to catch up to. After John, there would be a Tim, a Bob, a Gary, and other men that she would fuck until they bored her. One thing was clear—Rachel preferred her men married, just Tom had been single when they met. Harry guessed it was because married men didn't become clingy and wanted something more serious, which Rachel wasn't interested in.
“Sorry, Harry. I got to go. It was a nice fuck as usual and maybe I’ll see you later in the week.”
She put on her clothes and was gone. Harry lay on the bed thinking that it was over. It had been a nice run, great sex, and amazing orgasms, but Rachel was gone from his life. Maybe for the better. He did love his wife and kids and Rachel was dangerous, just like a drug.
“How's Harry?” asked Jenny over drinks later that evening.
“Harry is no more. Today was the last time. I didn’t tell him, but I’m pretty sure he figured it out.”
“Why, I thought you liked him?”
Rachel drank from her whiskey sour. “I did, for a while, but I’m ready for something new.”
Jenny sighed. She wasn’t sure she liked this new Rachel. She kind of missed the old shy and quiet friend she had. This new version never seemed to sit still. After work, there were happy hours and dates. Jenny missed the quiet evenings they used to share over pizza, ...