Cheating Husbands and Wives - 18 Hot Short Stories (20 page)

“That was fucking awesome, I have never had a fuck like that,” I whispered out of exhaustion.

She snickered and said she hoped this wasn’t the last lime either. She pulled on her shorts and shirt. I could still see my juice on her tits as she pulled the tight shirt over them. She kissed me and headed for the door. Could this be the start of something fun?

I’d never had a one-night stand before. Nor had I ever gone after another woman’s man. I’m not the type of girl who loses her mind to attraction. I am sensible and careful when it comes to sex and I always date men for a good long while before I let them fuck me. One ex even went so far as to call me an ice princess.

But then there is always that one man who makes you forget everything you think to be true about yourself. The one who makes you shake with one smoldering look. The one who makes you ache to forget everything but him.

I met him at a bar. I never meet men at bars, only him. He was sitting across the bar in a designer suit, drinking a beer and watching the baseball game on the TV. Try as I might, I couldn’t stop staring. I didn’t want to stop staring. He was the very picture of manly beauty - dark, thick, wavy hair with only the slightest sprinkling of gray and beautiful deep gray eyes that I could easily lose myself in. His facial features were firm and hard and so sinfully male but wonderfully tempered by perfect little laugh lines around his eyes and mouth. He was easily 15 years older than my 19, but so perfectly beautiful it was criminal.

I am embarrassed to admit that the beautiful gold band he wore only made me ache all the more. He was so hot and so off limits.

He caught my eye and I smiled seductively as I sipped my drink, beckoning him to come over with my eyes, an ability I didn’t even know I possessed. He took the bait and began walking toward me with a sure look in his eyes. I quivered when I saw how big and muscled he was – big hands, big shoulders, big thighs. He could easily throw my slim frame around without breaking a sweat. Immediately I pictured what his dick must be like in my mind’s eye. I imagined it big and proud, just like the rest of him.

My panties were already wet in anticipation.

“What’s your name, beautiful?” He voice was so deep and strong. My impressive cleavage was bare under my red low cut shirt and I didn’t miss the appreciative glance he threw my way. My heart was suddenly thumping so wildly, I was sure it would beat right out of my chest.

“Where’s your wife, handsome?” I countered.

“Do you care?”

I didn’t care. I didn’t care in the slightest, not when every fiber of my being was aching to get this man under my short black skirt.

“Hannah.”

“James. Let me buy you a drink, pretty Hannah.”

We didn’t talk long. Hell, I didn’t even have time to finish my drink. But I did find out that he was 36 and a CEO for some auto company. I told him I was a sophomore in college studying Philosophy and Pre-Law. He asked if I was alone and I told him that my girlfriend had already left with some guy.

“So, will it be your place or mine?” Normally such a presumption would insult me, but I was so beyond giving a damn. My sensible self was telling me to walk away, but I wasn’t about to listen. Not tonight. Tonight, I would take and take and take….

“Won’t your wife be looking for you?”

“She’s out of town. We won’t be interrupted.”

“In that case, your place.”

His mouth devoured mine the second we were in his flashy sports car. His tongue plunged deeply in my mouth, taking without asking, as his hand squeezed my smooth thigh under my skirt. I moaned against his lips, encouraging him and silently pleading with him to never stop.

He did stop though and we drove to his house in silence. The air in the car was filled with thick sexual tension and I was more than happy to spend the short drive studying the firm lines of his face and glancing down at the unmistakable bulge in his pants.

His house was big and beautiful, but I barely had time to take in the rich furniture because he pealed off his coat and tie and started walking toward me the minute we entered the foyer, staring me down with a determined glint in his eyes. Instinctively I started walking backwards, until my back bumped against the wall and there was nowhere for me to go. He continued coming towards me until he was standing directly in front of me, pulling off my clothes, clearly eager to have me naked. I struggled to breathe as a crazy, heady mixture of fear and excitement whipped threw my body. I was certain no man had ever wanted me like this before.

He placed his hands on my naked hips as he looked down at my body with a stare that was so hot and molten, I began quaking involuntarily. His gray eyes roamed my large, round breasts, flat smooth stomach, slim thighs, and coltish legs before coming to rest on my pussy, which I kept bare except for the slightest line of short dark hair protecting my slit. That part of me was throbbing under his stare. 

“God, you’re so fucking hot!” He said with a sharp intake of breath.

He bent his head to kiss the side of my neck and I tilted it to the opposite side, allowing him greater access. Instantly fire shot to the spot between my legs that had been aching for his cock since the moment I saw him. The shots of pleasure caused me to whither helplessly in his arms as he nibbled and licked his way down my neck, past my shoulders, along my collarbone and to the upper slopes of my breasts. He touched them then, filling his hands with my round globes and pressing them together as he kneaded them with circular motions of his palms. He pressed his mouth into my cleavage and praised my body with words so hot and wicked I thought I could cum just from hearing them. He continued with his little nibbles and licks as he made his way to my nipples, licking and nipping at first one and then the other before he squeezed my breasts roughly together with his huge hands, allowing him to capture both nipples at the same time with his eager mouth. I gasped in sheer ecstasy as he suckled my buds simultaneously before chewing fiercely on my poor nipples with his sharp teeth, causing me to moan his name in response to the delicious combination of pleasure and pain he was giving me. He let go of my breasts and one nipple popped out of his mouth as he wrapped his arms tightly around me and pressed my body forward into him so that he may shove his mouth over the other breast and suckle it hard and mercilessly.

I moaned deeply and threw my head back against the door as I sank my hands into his hair, holding on to him for dear life as I was in very grave danger of losing control of my legs and falling in a heap of sexual desire at his feet. My heart was racing and my sex was so hot and wet and ready for him that I had to clamp my thighs tightly together in an effort to contain the cream there. The effort was pointless as I could still feel my juices starting to trickle down my thighs.

He moved his mouth away from my breast and to my mouth as he shoved me backwards against the door and pressed his body more fully into mine.

“You want me to fuck this?” His lips were so close that they brushed my mouth with every word and he pressed his hand between my tightly clamped legs, forcing me to spread them slightly.

“Yes, oh yes… pleeeeaaaassssseeee.”

He rubbed my mound with hard strokes of his palm, but didn’t slip his fingers into my folds as I wanted. The teasing caused me to moan against his mouth. Although he still didn’t kiss me I could feel every breath he took against my lips. His lids drooped heavily over his eyes as he looked at me with clear sexual intent.

He moved his hand away from me and cupped and lifted my thigh along his hip as he shoved his own thigh upwards, forcing me to rock against it. With the fingers of his other hand, he gently spread the lips of my pussy a little wider as he pressed his thigh upwards further, effectively pressing it against my swollen clit. Bracing himself with one arm resting on the wall above my head, he squeezed my thigh and rocked me against him.

I was panting for breath and the smoldering look he gave me had me even hotter. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pushed against him, enjoying the feel of his cloth covered thigh on my pleasure spot and my hard nipples pressing against his soft shirt. He still didn’t kiss me but his mouth remained close to mine and the sensation of his breath on my lips was driving me wilder still.

He pushed me hard against the wall again pushing the full weight of his body into me so that I was effectively trapped and he was in total control of the way his thigh was brushing against me.

“You like that, sweet baby?” He breathed the words more than saying them as he pushed his thigh further up and continued rubbing it against my clit.

“Uh huh.” I said as I tried to concentrate on controlling my own breathing.

“I bet I could make you cum like this. With my thigh shoved up against that hot little clit. I can feel your pussy juices soaking through my pants already. It’s so fucking hot. I’m so fucking hard …”

He took my mouth then in a deep carnal kiss that had me clutching on to him even harder and struggling to quickly undo the buttons of his dress shirt. I was so disparate to feel the smooth skin his rock hard chest against my soft breasts. I moaned against his mouth in deep pleasure when I finally had his chest bare. I clutched his open shirt tightly as I relished the feel of his crisp chest hair worrying nipples that were bruised and oh so tender and sensitive from the recent rough treatment of his mouth. Through it all, he continued to rock his muscled thigh against me. Eventually I could no longer take the sexual torment and I threw my head back in a long, low moan as I came right there against his thigh.

Before I had time to catch my breath, he cupped my rear with both hands and held me high against his chest. I wrapped my legs around him and he pushed away from wall and carried me up the stairs to a bedroom, toppling me on to the bed on my back. I rested the bottom of my feet on the bed and he released me to kneel between my widely spread thighs. He looked at my body with clear pleasure as he pressed his hands into me just below my breasts. With his fingers spread wide he began massaging my full curves. His gaze lingered at my exposed core and that part of my body began to pulse under his hot and heavy gaze. I knew it was soft and swollen and red from my orgasm and glistening with my hot cream. The look of manly pleasure in his eyes as he stared at my naked glory excited me even more and I tilted my head back and arched my body into his hands. I was still reeling from my last orgasm, but I wanted more, much more.

He lowered his head and pressed hot open-mouthed kisses to the undersides of my breasts and then began dragging his mouth downward. He spent several minutes exploring the gentle curves of my flat, quivering stomach and belly button. He traced my pelvic bone with his tongue right before he settled his mouth between my legs and kissed my dripping wet cunt deeply. He concentrated first on the soft lips of my vagina, running his wet tongue along one and then along the other, pressing soft little kisses to the sensitive flesh. Without warning, he drew my right pussy lip into his mouth and all the tenderness he had showed went away as he used his teeth and tongue to suck the soft flesh deeply into his mouth. I moaned and wiggled under the sweet hurt, unable to keep still. His strong hands held my hips firmly in place, however, as he continued to torture my sensitive flesh with his mouth, leaving little tiny bruises in its wake. I thought I would burst in ecstasy when he finally began diddling my clit with his tongue and then running it along my slit. I pressed my hips upward, wanting more of his mouth. He shifted my thighs so that the backs of them were resting against his shoulders and my calves were lying on his back. He sank his big hands between my ass checks and the bed and squeezing the roundness of my behind, he pushed me slightly upward into his mouth.

“You taste of a good long fuck.” As he said it, his words vibrated against my clit and my opening, giving me more pleasure than I thought possible. I squeezed my own breasts with my hands, rolling the nipples between my fingers as he kissed me again with an open mouth and explored all my womanly secrets with his tongue before plunging that same wicked tongue deeply into my opening so that he could fully taste my sweetness.

I was still so hot and wired from my first orgasm that I was cumming again within minutes. I arched my back upwards and moaned his name as I came against his mouth with such force that I passed out briefly as he licked my dripping opening clean until it glistened with a mixture of his salvia and my cum.

When I regained consciousness, he was standing at the edge of bed and pulling off his pants and briefs. I gasped when I saw his cock. It was beautiful, just like the rest of him, but oh so long and thick. I couldn’t imagine how that huge piece of meat would fit into my tight little pussy, but I was eager to try. I reached down and grabbed his member, squeezing my hand up and down the shaft and running my long fingers gently over the head catching the moisture there. The expression on his face was priceless and I gazed up at him intently as he threw his head back and shut his eyes tightly, all the while calling out my name. When he opened his eyes again, he met mine with a wicked and unmistakable glint. He pushed my hand away and shoved himself down on top of me, entering me with one quick hard thrust. I arched my back and moaned as the delicious tension of being filled to capacity spread over my body. He didn’t move right away, giving my body time to adjust as he nibbled on my ear lobe and stroked my hair, telling me how good I felt around him, how tight and wet. I closed my eyes and relished the feel of him pulsing deep within me, the long shaft pressing insistently against the walls of my vagina and the head of his cock pressed tightly against my unyielding womb.