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by Max Sebastian


  Then she was shuffling up his body, and he caught on quickly to what she was doing, and encouraged her until she was kneeling with her knees either side of his head, her body directly over his face, her sex just inches away, albeit covered in her silver thong. He could smell her arousal, thick and spicy in the air, blending with the sweet candy fragrance of her perfume.

  She sat back on his upper chest, parting her legs, opening herself to his gaze as she leaned back to prop herself up with her arms. Noah slid her panties aside to reveal that incredible hairless pussy, her flesh so soft and smooth she had to have had it waxed.

  The blonde threw her hair back and moaned as he tasted her. Slipping the tip of his tongue in her glistening groove, he lapped up her juices, hooked on her sweet but tangy flavor. As he sucked on her, nibbled on her, wedged his face against her, it was his turn to moan as he felt her hand fasten around his hard cock.

  She wasn’t able to concentrate enough to continue pleasuring his manhood for long, however. And now she wanted more, kneeling up to slip her panties down over her hips, past her thighs. She turned to sit briefly to remove her underwear completely, but then she was back over him, straddling his head again, gazing down at him as he opened his mouth to service her.

  For a while, it seemed like he was in control, lapping at her, circling his tongue around her sensitive folds, flicking it against her clit, taking his fill of her abundant wetness as he gazed up her shapely figure, loving the way her heavy breathing made her hips, her stomach, her chest, her shoulders move like she was engaged in an erotic dance for some moneyed sultan. Her nipples were so very hard, pointing straight off her handfuls of breasts, her eyes were closed, her pretty mouth open in pure bliss.

  But her hands came to stroke his hair, and then hold the back of his face to press his head against her, and then she was leaning forward, her weight moving over him, and the movement of her body—her hips especially—meant it was more like Ginny was rubbing herself over his face, over his mouth and nose, than Noah now taking the lead.

  Her breathing became panting, her sighs became little whimpering cries, and then her thighs locked so tightly around his ears he could no longer hear anything, except perhaps her heartbeat, as she rode his face to the point where he felt he was only just hanging on, and then her body was shivering and shuddering over him, leaving him in no doubt that she was coming.

  ‘Oh…’ came her moaning, when she finally released him from her thighs and the sound returned to his ears.

  She looked down at him, still panting, her pretty face smiling from within its frame of soft golden hair, laughing at how he’d made her feel. He laughed too, his eyes asking her silently: where did that come from?

  She shifted back down his body, kissed him even though his face was slick with her come.

  Noah found himself wondering what it might be like to do this with Adrienne, now that she’d had another man inside her, another man’s cock in her sex. He was surprised to find that he wasn’t at all repelled by the idea. It was only sex. If anything it was hot that she’d had some other guy there. Maybe he’d enjoy the thought.

  There was no time to lie back and think about how he’d respond to Adrienne when he next saw her. Ginny was stroking her bare pussy against the full length of his hard cock, and then before he had much of a chance to consider that this was going through that final one-way barrier into actual infidelity, she had reached back to position the tip of his cock at her entrance—and then slowly sank down, taking him inside her.

  ‘Oh…’ she moaned. ‘Oh… yes…’

  Noah felt strange. He was cheating on Adrienne now. Even if she’d set this up, she’d made herself clear that he was free to do it, she’d given him the same kind of Hall Pass he’d given her.

  It felt strange. Incredible, of course, to be inside her tight pussy, so burning hot and slick with her personal oil as she gently rose and fell over him. But also he felt slightly anxious, that Adrienne really would be okay with all of this after the fact.

  ‘Oh… oh God…’

  She leaned forward to kiss his mouth briefly as she rode him, but as she continued to moan and cry out, she wasn’t able to stay like that for long. Noah smothered her breasts with his mouth, sucking her stiff buds into his hot mouth, even as she sat up on his lap, bouncing on him, whimpering now as another orgasm approached.

  It was when he rolled her over on the bed, his hard cock still deep within her, and took over the control of their rhythm, that he realized he was inside her without any kind of protection.

  ‘Hey…’ he said, feeling as soon as the first word was out of his mouth that it was perhaps already like closing the stable door after the horse had bolted.

  ‘What?’

  ‘I don’t have any protection.’

  ‘Protection?’

  ‘Condoms?’

  She smiled. ‘You don’t have anything to worry about, trust me.’

  ‘I’m not sure…’ he said, but he didn’t stop moving inside her, thrusting deep and long, squeezing her hips in his hands.

  ‘I’m on birth control and I haven’t been with a guy for more than a year,’ she said, and it seemed to Noah that the nerves she’d displayed earlier were some kind of testimony that she was telling the truth.

  The thing was, it wasn’t just the chance of pregnancy, the chance of catching something nasty that made him feel obligated to wear protection on this night. It also seemed like fairness—he’d gone out specifically to buy condoms for Adrienne to sleep with her lover.

  He said, ‘But Adrienne…’ not really knowing where his point was going, what his wife might be thinking about all this, what she might expect.

  ‘Oh, she knows,’ Ginny said dismissively.

  ‘What?’

  ‘Well, fair’s fair, right?’ she said, as though Noah knew exactly what she was talking about. He didn’t. His sudden stillness stated as such. Ginny explained, ‘Well you went out and bought the smallest box of condoms…’

  ‘What are you—’ he said, confused.

  Ginny laughed. ‘You gave her a box of, like, three condoms. For a whole night with Gerard.’

  ‘Hmmph?’

  She stifled her laughter as though worried he’d be offended. Said, ‘Well you’ve seen him… she thinks he’s gorgeous. No way she’s gonna limit herself to three times all night…’

  He was fucking her harder and harder and harder, as though the power of his pounding would somehow counterbalance his confusion. Then, as her words made more sense, and he understood what she meant, he felt a few moments of horror—followed by a strange transition to mighty arousal.

  ‘Oh my…’ Ginny moaned, as Noah felt his hardness swell even more inside her, throbbing at the thought of Adrienne spending the rest of the night fucking that brute bareback.

  ‘Does… it… make…you… mad?’ the pretty blonde asked him in between thrusts.

  ‘No,’ he shook his head. ‘Not mad.’

  She felt the larger presence inside her, and the extra effort of his thrusts, and put two and two together. ‘It… turns you on… right?’

  ‘Uh-huh…’

  ‘You… like the thought… of your sweet wife… fucking another guy… cheating on you… taking that big… hard… cock… deep inside… her married pussy…’

  Noah felt it coming, he couldn’t hold back any more. Ginny held him tight, and whispered in his ear without mercy…

  ‘I bet she loves… his big, hard dick… stretching her out… making her come over and over… while she slides up and down… filling her with so much come…’

  With that he came so hard in the blonde, he could feel the fluid rushing out of his cock, spurting deep into her, his cock bucking and bolting and jumping as he fired off torrent after torrent of thick come.

  ‘Oh… Oh sweet mother of God…’ she hissed, and she was rocked by another climax, triggered, he assumed by the first time a man had come inside her for quite a while.

  Chapter Eleven

  Noah w
ent into the bathroom to find his phone and check whether there were any updates from Adrienne. There weren’t. He wondered if he ought to let her know what had happened with Ginny, but wondered if it would distract her from her own evening of pleasure.

  Ginny was asleep when he came out, a contented smile spread across her pretty face, as though he’d scratched some itch she’d been suffering for months and months.

  He curled up beside her on the bed. She was so sweet. He’d have killed for a girlfriend like her back in college—well, any time before Adrienne if he was honest. Most guys would probably kill for her even if they were married to someone else, even if they were in love with someone else.

  Noah could look at her and appreciate her beauty, and be turned on by her nakedness. But though she excited him, it seemed only a transitory thing. It wasn’t the deep desire he felt for Adrienne—a real need for his wife rather than merely a want for her.

  Oh, he knew it was love that made him feel this way. But somehow although love made him want Adrienne’s company, the powerful need for her sex was somehow inextricably linked to this new kink of his—having her sleeping around made his whole body crave her.

  Later, though he had no idea what time it was, Ginny woke him by draping herself all over him, kissing his mouth, but he was a touch surprised to find so much blonde hair flowing all over and around his face as she kissed him, rather than Adrienne’s dark brown hair. He didn’t lose his hardness as he quickly caught on that this was Ginny whispering to him in the semi-darkness that she was horny again, only to push her breasts in his face without much in the way of subtly.

  But he did find himself imagining that it was Adrienne coming into his bed after her night with Gerard, Adrienne moaning as he sucked on her stiff nipples, Adrienne curling her legs around his shoulders as she knelt up to pull her bare pussy into place over his mouth.

  And as she held his crown and gently rocked her hips to make full use of his eager mouth, Noah found himself wondering why he didn’t treat Adrienne to this kind of intimacy more frequently, if very much at all, and he found himself wondering what she would taste like after her night with another man.

  When he awoke what he believed was a few hours later, feeling the soft, trim curves of Ginny spooned up against him in the bed, he found himself wishing it was Adrienne there beside him—and again imagined it was her there with him in the darkness as he woke her by kissing his way up her legs from her toes, before burying his head between her thighs to take her to heaven and back.

  Oh, there was no doubting that Ginny enjoyed a man going down on her—and it was, as he tested that night, by far the easiest way to get her to come. But as he indulged her that night as much as he had energy to achieve, he kept thinking about doing it with his Adrienne, and how it would be now that she was no longer exclusive to him.

  The last time, the room was filled with daylight as Ginny woke him, stroking his chest and peeling the bedsheets back down his body—and he was so tired, he didn’t want to wake even as bright as it was in there. Only as he felt her hands closing around his cock—stroking him so tenderly that it thickened up, despite his exhaustion—did he find the energy returning.

  He woke fully to the heat of her mouth engulfing the head of his cock. Blonde hair spilling all over his stomach, Ginny seemed full of energy as she licked and sucked his growing hardness, and with the sleep rubbed from his eyes, he could see she was wearing a pastel peach tank top and white skirt.

  ‘I can’t believe you’re awake already,’ he said, and now she slid off his cock, moved up to kiss his mouth.

  ‘I’m a morning person,’ she smiled. ‘I like to get up early.’

  ‘But we hardly slept…’

  She laughed. ‘I can sleep later. I can’t have you later.’

  Kissing her, he breathed in her candy-sweet scent, but she seemed fresh to him, recently showered.

  ‘What time is it?’

  ‘Eight,’ she said, raising her arms so he could remove her tank top, revealing her bare breasts beneath with no bra to get in the way. ‘I had breakfast already.’

  ‘You did?’

  ‘Left you sleeping.’ She dropped down to take his cock back inside her mouth, as though she couldn’t quite bear to part with it, the night being over, the Hall Pass reaching its use-by date.

  Shifting around, she lifted a knee over his head, and then while she continued to suck on him, she brought her bare pussy down to his mouth. He enjoyed her a while, gently nibbling and sucking on her, before she took matters into her own hands, and sat up over him, her hips rocking back and forth, using his mouth and nose as a sex toy, rather than merely offering herself up for his delectation.

  ‘You take underwear with you to breakfast?’ he grinned when she finally dismounted, content with another shuddering climax, leaving his face soaking with her juices.

  ‘Why bother?’ she giggled. ‘I’d only take it off again when I came back to wake you.’

  They spooned together, and he entered her from behind, thrusting into her gently, slowly. Not ready for a whole lot of action.

  ‘Guess who I saw when I went to breakfast?’ Ginny asked him.

  ‘Oh, I don’t know. I’m terrible at guessing games.’

  ‘Well, it wasn’t your wife,’ she teased. ‘And it wasn’t the bride and groom… and there’s not a lot of other people here that you know…’

  Noah’s heart seemed to skip a beat. ‘You saw him?’

  ‘Uh-huh. All dressed up and ready to go.’

  He reached out for his phone, which required breaking away from his blonde temptress. Well, at this stage, Adrienne was first in his thoughts. If she was now on her own, he wanted to see her, to be with her, to reclaim her as his.

  There were no text messages from his wife indicating that she was waiting for him, however.

  ‘After I finished breakfast,’ Ginny said, ‘I came out of the restaurant and he was there at reception—checking out, I guess. Had his luggage with him and everything.’

  ‘Early bird, huh?’ But his mind was only paying half attention to Ginny’s conversation. He was putting two and two together and figuring that Adrienne had to be as tired as he was, if not more. Probably crashed out asleep in the room. Even if she was out to the world, he wanted to be with her. The important thing was that her lover had departed.

  ‘They brought his car round, too—very nice car. Sports car.’

  ‘What was it?’ he asked.

  ‘It was red,’ she said. ‘That’s all I know. Expensive, though.’

  Noah nodded. He felt thankful this had only been a one night stand. Gerard seemed tall, attractive and successful—a man could get nervous of his wife seeing too much of a guy like that.

  ‘I… uh…’ he said, not quite knowing how to tell Ginny that he really needed to get away, to go find Adrienne.

  But the blonde didn’t seem in any way put out. Well, she did seem to have struck up a good relationship with Adrienne. She pulled herself away from him and said merely, ‘Want some company in the shower?’

  He did make her come one more time while they were in the shower, her favorite way, but Noah himself held on without gaining full release—needing to now save himself for his return to Adrienne.

  ‘How do you feel about her being with him?’ Ginny asked him as he dressed, and she basked in the bed, naked and still damp from the shower.

  ‘Like… I’ve never wanted her more,’ he told her. ‘You know how it is when you drop someone off at the airport and you know you won’t see them for a while—someone you care about…’ He felt a tightness in his stomach after he’d said that, from the fear of putting his foot in his mouth, of reminding her that her marriage failed, that her husband was, whatever he had done, worth a restraining order.

  But Ginny simply smiled and nodded. ‘Yeah. It kind of tugs on your heart.’

  He said, ‘I feel like that after a few hours away from her—except that I’m also so…’

  ‘Horny?’ she giggled.
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br />   He pulled up his pants, and could hardly hide the huge erection he now harbored. ‘Yeah,’ he laughed. ‘Horny as hell.’

  ‘I could help you out one last time…’ she offered, mainly in jest.

  ‘Thanks. I’ll take a rain check on that.’

  ‘So I should look forward to when it rains?’

  He smiled. He liked her—enough that he did want her to be happy, as happy as possible. Sex made him feel that way about a partner, and good sex doubly so. But she wasn’t his wife. While he wanted Ginny to be happy, he didn’t feel the same kind of craving for her, the sense that he would be lost without her, the tug on his heart strings at the thought that he wouldn’t get to see her again.

  ‘That’s not up to me,’ he said with a touch of apology in his voice.

  He hoped she hadn’t gained feelings for him now, making life more difficult for her than it was before this wedding had taken place. But lying there, casually touching herself as she watched him getting ready to leave, she didn’t seem overly upset that it was all over.

  At the door, she came for one last embrace, one last kiss.

  ‘Thank you,’ she said. It seemed unnecessary, almost inappropriate for the end of a one night stand. But he knew what she meant.

  ‘I had an amazing time,’ he said, bringing her hand up, sliding one of the fingers she’d been using to play with herself into his mouth, to taste her one last time.

  ‘Me too,’ she said. ‘God… you’re getting me wet again…’

  He laughed. ‘I’d better go.’

  ‘Tell Adrienne I said ‘hi’,’ she smirked as he opened the door. ‘Oh, and tell her thanks for the loan of her husband.’

  ‘Sure. See you, Ginny.’

  Standing in the doorway, apparently unconcerned that someone might walk past and see her waiting there without a shred of clothing, she blew him a kiss and watched him walk down the hall.

  Chapter Twelve

  Back on the sixth floor, he hesitated outside the room. He only had Ginny’s word that Gerard wasn’t in there, still sleeping with Adrienne or even giving her one final seeing to. He couldn’t hear anything.

 

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