Jill Steps Out; A Cuck is Conceived - Part 6 - Sex Stories

Jill Steps Out; A Cuck is Conceived - Part 6

... cumming as he kept up his easy, gentle but deep pace. Eventually, even with his stamina, he felt his orgasm ready to explode into her. He gave no outward signs, just kept up his mellow pace but he finally fired pulse after pulse of his hot creamy flood against her cervix. This quickly brought her out of her relaxed state into a major orgasmic blast. “Holy shit Anthony! Give a girl some warning!”, she laughingly said. “You know, if we both were not married and hundreds of miles apart your wife would have some competition.” “I know. In just one week you have found a place in my heart. I am going to miss you.” He started to slowly pull out knowing she had a flight to catch. She squeezed him as tight as she could with her vaginal muscles, wanting him to stay, but knowing she had to leave. A few tears ran down her cheeks as he was finally fully out. Pulling herself together, she ran to the bathroom. She emerged refreshed, quickly dressed, hugged and deeply kissed him goodby, running out the door before her emotions totally took over. Once back in her room she stood in the hot shower and let the tears flow. Anthony had really effected her. She had an afternoon plane to catch so there was not much time. Fortunately she could just blow dry her hair and have it look fine, not great, but more than acceptable. She really did not want the pressure of a bra for the flight so she went without. A white silk blouse left her feeling very free. That was covered by the black jacket that ...

... matched the a-line black skirt she was wearing over the light cotton boy shorts that would be comfortable for the flight. Comfort, good looks and of course her gold anklet. She finished with some basic makeup and was off to the airport. She boarded a plane with an unusually light load. The aisle seat of a row where the middle seat was empty was hers. A handsome man had the window seat. He was on the phone, obviously a business person like her, taking care of a last minute call. He nodded and smiled at her. Shortly after the plane was cruising at altitude he introduced himself to her. He was Ken, had been in D.C. for meeting with the DOD about an ongoing contract. They each discussed their jobs and then found that they only lived a few miles apart. During their discussion he had noticed her anklet. “Your anklet is very attractive. Do the charms have any particular significance?” “Thanks for the complement. The charms just appealed to me when I was buying the chain so I had them added.” Looking her directly in the eyes he said, “I see. I thought they might mean you are a hotwife interested in BBC type men and that your husband is a cuckold.” She was stunned and at a loss for how to respond. Looking away, she thought for a few seconds, then, thinking what the heck, if he had recognized them why not have some fun with him, especially since he could hardly meet the requirements. She calmly replied, “As a matter of fact that is exactly what they mean.” “So are you totally restricted to ...