Her Husband's Boss - Sex Stories

Her Husband's Boss

... fuck me again! She protested. “I’m serious.” She cried, “My son will be home soon and he can’t find you here—“ Her protest melted when Slater, quick as a cat, mounted her, kicking her thighs apart and guiding his cock into her pussy once again. Jessica’s objections morphed into moans as his mouth again claimed hers. Just as he could apparently not get enough of her, she could seemingly not get enough of him. They fucked quietly this time. Gone was the urgent, forceful passion of their first coitus. Now they settled into a slow, horizontal exploration of each other’s naked body, an exotic, horizontal dance, as it were, their limbs intertwined, their mouths locked, their saliva mixing together, their sex organs connected in full functioning mode. Jessica came for what seemed to her the umpteenth time. Slater rode her cautiously as her body gyrated in the throes of orgasm, careful that her twisting and tossing did not disengage his penis from her cunt. She came a second time, and after that she was reduced to a quivering and whimpering mess. “Please stop!” Her voice was high pitched. Frantic. “You’re killing me. I’ve had enough.” Slater ignored her and kept fucking her. She began to genuinely cry. “Please, my little boy will be home from school… you have to leave.…” Slater lifted his torso off hers and supported himself with his arms, his cock buried balls deep inside the mother of the little boy who soon would be coming home from school. Both their bodies were glistening with ...

... sweat. “I’m going to come inside your pussy,” he hissed, his voice husky with lust. “And I don’t want to wash after I leave. I want you to go to bed with your husband tonight with my cum inside you!” He gave her several quick, hard thrusts. “I want you to encourage him to eat your pussy tonight with my cum inside you, do you hear me?” Jessica nodded vigorously. She had no intention of doing any such thing, but she knew that it was best to say yes to any and everything that this demented pervert suggested. “Tell me, then!” he hissed, pausing with his cock deep inside her. “What are you going to do tonight?” Jessica tried desperately to compose herself so she could speak. She had to tell him what he wanted to hear so that she could get him out of her house as quickly as possible. “I... I’m not going to wash. Your cum is going to be inside me… tonight… when I… when we go to bed.” Slater was slowly fuck-stroking her again, and although she keenly felt his volume moving inside her, she ignored the sensation and instead concentrated on what this miscreant wanted to hear her say. “Keep going,” he commanded. “I… when we’re in bed… in this bed… with my husband… I’m going to beg him to eat my pussy... and your cum is going to still be inside my pussy… and he’s going to be eating me with your cum inside me—“ Slater was fucking her harder now. “I love your cock!” she gushed in his ear, hoping and calculating that dirty talk would hurry him up. “It’s huge! Much bigger than my husband’s.” ...