Always Faithful - Chapter Twenty-Four - Sex Stories

Always Faithful - Chapter Twenty-Four

... missed you when I was gone.” Laura squeezed her lover’s thickness. Greg twisted her nipples even harder until Laura winced and held his cock in a vise grip. “Come bite them lover; bite my tits till I sing. Milk my breast as I milk your cock. Mark me so my other husband will know you have had me.” Greg bit each breast hard, and he stabbed as hard into Laura at each bite. Laura shrieked her excitement and fucked back meeting each thrust. They climaxed together and collapsed. Eventually they recovered and made way to the kitchen for coffee. “I guess I should shower before going home.” “No, Dan knows where you are and what we have been doing. If you must go, I want to send you home as used goods.” “Well used, very well used goods thanks to you my love.” Laura poured another cup of coffee and sat straddle on Greg’s lap so she could kiss him between sips. “I love you my darling.” “You will go back to Dan used and unfaithful for baring your soul.” “Yes, I am an unfaithful wife, unfaithful because I love you with all of my heart.” She looked at the clock on the wall. “I need to be home by eleven at the latest; it’s almost nine-thirty now, we have time for at least once more.” “Let’s use the den; I think that’s where we left your dress yesterday.” They opened the drapes and looked out onto a winter ravaged back yard, “We still need to make love out there; it’s too cold or we could today.” Greg pressed her body against the glass; Laura shivered at the cool on her chest. This love ...

... making began with warm touches all over Laura’s back as her front pressed against the clear, cold, hard window. She gave her senses to conflicting stimulation. Her breath fogged glass. Suddenly Greg turned her and pulled her body into a consuming kiss. With fingertip, Laura drew a heart on the glass and scribed their initials; they made palm prints around the heart. Laura led to the sofa; she mounted ready for her lover. “Take me, fuck me here and now.” An hour later she looked at her body as she covered love’s bruises with a thin dress. “As soon as Dan sees my breasts he’ll know what we have been up to this morning.” “Unless he starts looking from the bottom; when he looks at how red and swollen your lips are he’ll know. Hell girl, he knows now without looking; this isn’t the first time you’ve gone to him like this.” “Yeah, but Artsy is probably still there. What the hell, she knows too.” Greg held her jacket for her left arm, then changed his mind and pulled it back. “I don’t want you to go yet; take your dress off.” “Greg!” “Off, now! I want you one more time. Suck me then you can go.” “You are a shit. You just want to mark your turf, show you are my stud man.” Laura pulled her dress over her head and went to her knees. “Fuck my face you no good bastard; you do the work. Just fuck me.” Their last sex of the weekend was brutal. Greg held hard and fucked hard, fast and deep. By another couple it would be clear sex assault, rape. Between them it was an act of wanton sexual desire ...