by Emma Vikes
His gaze was hungry, and my heart was beating fast like it wanted to jump out of my chest. I closed my eyes and tilted my mouth up to his. The kiss was soft and slow at first. Lips were touching, brushing up against each other, feeling each other's breath so close. It felt more than just a kiss. I was being teleported to another universe. I just lost myself to the kiss.
He wrapped his hand behind my head and drew me into him, our mouths crashing hard against each other. Our tongues engaged and delved in, exploring. It was like the outside world ceased to exist for a little while. We fought for dominance as our tongues twirled, and our lips wanted a deeper taste.
We broke apart, breathing hard as we stared deeply into each other’s eyes. He took my hand to lead me away, and I followed him in a daze. In no time we were back at where we had parked our cars. The urgency in our steps sent a thrill down my spine.
He opened the back door of his car, and pushed me inside. He kissed me deeply again. My hands ran up his back, and I started to explore his shoulders. I moaned into his mouth as I felt his muscular shoulders, defined and hard.
His hands went to my ass and squeezed it hard, earning another moan from me. Our kiss was hot, and our hands couldn't help but explore each other's bodies. Mike's hands went down my legs and up my gown. I parted my legs to allow him more access.
He slid his fingers between my legs and raised my legs to wrap around him and to give him better access. He tore my flimsy thong in a snap and cupped my mound. Then he slid a finger into my dripping sex.
His finger was big, and I enjoyed the feel of it. I arched my back and pressed my lower waist against his fingers. He moved his finger in and out of me slowly at first, but when he realized how wet I was, he went faster.
I was biting my lip to keep from screaming out as I felt the heat spread to the rest of my body from my pussy lips. I was on cloud nine. I took one hand and felt for his cock through his slacks. He was hard, but I knew that I could get him harder. I rubbed and squeezed his cock while he fingered me. He added another finger, and I moaned out so loud that he stopped. I was really wishing at this point that it was his cock inside me instead.
"Do you happen to have a condom on you?" Mike asked.
"No, I don’t”, I whispered.
Then suddenly he pulled away and was pulling down my gown. I was confused.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“As much as I want to take you right here and now, I can’t. Anyone could see either of us, and it would be a scandal in the papers, and besides, we both don’t have a condom. So, we’re going to my place to finish what we started,” he said, and went over to the driver’s seat.
I stepped out and got in the front. He was right, and I was lucky that he was the voice of reason.
My muscles were taut from being strung tight from all that sexual tension in the car. In no time we got to his house, and we were inside grabbing at each other.
"I want you, I want you to feel my cock inside you. I want my cock to feel how good it would be to be in your pussy," he said into my ear.
I shivered in anticipation and tilted my lips up to his, and he kissed me hard and carried me into where I was sure would be his bedroom. He climbed in after he deposited me on the bed. Our hips were grinding into each other. His hand found my breasts and began his assault on them. Pulling and squeezing. And his other hand went up inside my gown before he pulled away again, this time to pull the gown away from my body. Leaving me in just my bra since he had discarded my thong in the parking lot.
He discarded his clothes too and was standing in front of me as naked as the day he was born. Then he unhooked my bra and threw it away and found a nipple and squeezed. I let out a loud moan, arching my back into him.
My hands were getting a good feel of his back, the muscles were so taut and felt so good underneath my fingers. And it turned me on even more. We continued kissing and feeling each other up.
He leaned down and kissed my neck, making his way down to my breasts. It felt so damn good that I let out strings of moans as he covered me in kisses. The feel of his hot breath against my skin, and his lips touching my body, sent tiny shocks of electricity jolting through me. His mouth found my nipples once more, and he sucked, teased and nipped at them, which drove me crazy.
We were wrapped up in each other, and nothing else mattered but the way we set our bodies on fire with the chemistry between us. Everything was moving so fast, but we didn't care. His mouth found mine again, and his hands left my breasts and continued down. I had one leg hooked around him, grabbing his ass with my other hand. His fingers found my wet junction again, and he started rubbing my clit.
I was now a quivering mess, moaning at the pleasure his hands were bringing me. He was gentle at first, but when he saw how much I was enjoying it, he picked up the pace. Finger fucking me without abandon and also rubbing my clit. I could feel my orgasm building within as I thrashed in his arms. I continued pumping and grinding into him.
The sensations were building so fast within me. I concentrated on the feeling his finger evoked within me. My breathing was getting more ragged. His fingers were going faster on my clit. He leaned down to kiss me deeply, and I moaned into his mouth.
That was all I needed to call out my orgasm, and I surrendered to it and didn't want it to end. My body went rigid, and I raised my hips, jerking violently in his arms. It was an automatic reaction to my orgasm.
After a few minutes, my body collapsed and quivered a bit in the aftermath of the intense orgasm. He leaned back and smiled, looking quite proud of himself and caressed my body.
I smiled back at him and rolled him over so I was on top of him. I held his cock between my hands and licked my lips before bending down to take him in. I opened my mouth wide and took in as much of him as I could.
I moaned against his cock as it felt good in my mouth and I twirled my tongue around the tip and started pumping him with my hand.
He groaned and clutched some of my hair in his hand and somehow managed to get even harder in my mouth. This only prompted me to do more as I enjoyed the moans escaping from him. It made me get wetter than I already was and I put my all into it and used every skill I had learned in college on him, and he rewarded me with loud groans and moans.
I went faster on him, swirling my tongue around his cock before going down to his balls and sucking on them. He was clean shaven which I appreciated, so I took his balls in my mouth and gently rolled them in my mouth. And from the way he was thrusting up into the air, I could tell he was enjoying every minute of it. I went back to his cock and pulled it into my mouth, deepthroating him.
“Baby, I can’t take anymore. I need to be inside you now,” he croaked out.
He lifted me up so that I was straddling him and I slowly lowered myself onto his incredibly huge cock that was standing straight up to attention. We were both moaning uncontrollably as I lowered myself slowly. I felt full as every glorious inch slid into me until he was completely inside me.
“Fuck, you feel damn good,” he grunted.
I enjoyed the way my pussy gripped him tight, loving the feel of his cock going deeper into me. I couldn't hold myself back anymore, and I didn't want to. So, I pulled up and slammed back onto his cock, causing both of us to moan at the sensation. I got used to the feel of him and started fucking him real hard, bouncing up and down on his cock.
And he was really hitting me in the right places, as his cock stretched me fully. “I love your cock inside me,” I panted, riding him hard.
He was thrusting up to meet me, and the bed was creaking underneath our animalistic mating. It was fucking incredible. Then not long after, I felt myself nearing orgasm and continued to pound hard down on him. “I’m cumming. I’m gonna come all over your cock,” I screamed.
It seemed like my words spurred him on because he turned me over quickly and hammered into my pussy like a man deranged and I felt it when it happened. The moment the both of us lost all sanity and left earth for another universe. My
pussy walls tightened like a vice around his dick, and his cock swelled inside of me. We came together, thrusting against each other as we rode our waves together. I could feel blasts of his cum inside of me, and that was when I remembered we didn’t even use a condom.
What a first date!!!
Chapter 4
I would say that was the last time I’d had that much fun with my husband. Yeah, we were now married and had been for the past nine months. After that night, I was seriously happy and in love. I ensured the wedding plans were hastened so I could finally have him all to myself. Only it seemed to drive him further away. And he sure proved himself to be fantastic, calling when necessary and we even went on dates when he was less busy.
But right now? It was as if I’d gotten married to his evil twin instead of the Mike Sanders I had gotten to know. He was rarely home, and when he did come home, he didn’t even have the time to talk to me, let alone have sex. In fact, we had stopped having sex during the last three months. I was so frustrated that I decided that I was going to confront him about it. Well, after the dinner party we were both attending. It was a business gala, and he was running late as he was yet to arrive from the office.
I strolled into the living room with my long, backless silvered gown while I clutched my purse in one hand and my cell phone in the other. I knew I shouldn’t be bothered since it was his company but, at the same time, I hated being late. Just as I was dialing his number for the twentieth time, a thought came into my head.
What if he had gone to the gala without me? What if he had forgotten he even had a wife? Or he took someone else instead of me? I quickly dismissed the last idea because it was very unlikely that he would have done that. With all the paparazzi that I was sure would be present, he wouldn’t want to tarnish his reputation, and I knew he was one for reputation.
Just as I sank into one of the bright colored sofas in the living room, the door burst open, and Mike walked in.
“Babe, I’m so sorry. The traffic on the way was terrible. Are you all ready?” he asked, panting hard.
I looked all over him, surprised that he looked disheveled. His belt unbuckled, a couple of his buttons had been loosened, and his tie was sitting awkwardly on his chest. Mike was never one to look like this, and for a moment I was shocked.
“Mike, are you OK?” I asked, concerned, and stood up to walk towards me.
“Yes? Why do you ask?” he said in confusion.
I moved my eyes all over him in obvious indication, and he shrugged and waved me off dismissively.
“I’m fine, it’s nothing. Give me five, and I’ll be done,” he said, walking up the stairs to freshen up.
I just shook my head in disbelief and went back on my phone, going through my emails.
In about 30 minutes, we were at the gala, and it looked to have started well. We walked around and greeted the important people we needed to greet. I was good at this sort of thing as I was used to it because when I was small dad would take me as his date to business dinners. Although, I got bored pretty easily, and I wandered out to get some fresh air while Mike was still discussing some brokerage stuff with a bald-headed man. I couldn’t remember his name for the life of me.
I breathed out a sigh of relief when I stepped out, and the cool breeze welcomed me. Sipping my champagne, I walked over to the balcony and saw a silhouette of a male leaning against it. Maybe he was out for the same reason I was.
The silence was comfortable as I gazed out, looking all over the city. New York was fucking beautiful especially at night, and it was moments like this I appreciated the view and silence.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” a voice interrupted my calm and caused me to jump in my skin.
I whirled around to find the owner and I realized it was the stranger who was also standing there. I had almost forgotten he was there as I was lost in my own world.
“Yes, it is. I was just thinking the same thing,” I replied, smiling politely at him.
I could not make out his features correctly in the dark, but I had an idea of what he looked like. And he was certainly a good-looking individual. We made further small talk, and I was starting to enjoy it when the door opened, and light burst through the night.
It made me see him clearly, and I gasped at the vision before me, and then I heard my name being called.
"Alexa baby, I’m leaving already. Are you ready to go?”
It was Mike. I didn’t even have the time to digest the beauty that I had been talking to for the past five minutes, and I muttered my goodbye and left. We didn’t even ask for each other’s name, not to talk of exchanging contact details. I guessed it was all good and I probably wouldn’t see him again.
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The following morning, I woke up very early to make breakfast and, after setting the table, Mike walked in fully dressed, ready to go to work.
"You look good." I smiled at him, waving him over. "Come take breakfast before you go for work."
"Hmm, smells nice. Maybe I'll take a bite or two, I'm late already," he said, coming to sit at the table.
I smiled at him and dished out the pancakes I had made. Taking a seat myself, I started digging in.
“Mike?” I called out after some time.
“Yes?” he asked with his mouth full.
“Have you ever thought of having kids?”
He looked surprised. His eyes went wide, and he started coughing. Just before we got married, we had had this conversation, and it went pretty well, but things were different then. The difference in his reaction before and after marriage didn't surprise me much. I guess it was a further confirmation of how much things had gone wrong in our marriage.
He cleared his throat. “Yes, I have. But I feel the time is not yet right. I need more time to prepare for their future.”
I snorted in response and decided to go all in. "Are you cheating on me, Mike?"
He started coughing, and I passed him water when I saw his eyes getting red. "Jesus, woman. What sort of question is that?"
"Why have you not been touching me anymore?" I asked.
His eyes widened like he couldn’t believe his ears. "Are we really having this conversation right now? You know I've been extremely busy, with opening another branch in Amsterdam and all. Where is all this coming from?" he asked incredulously.
I stared at him for a bit to decipher if he was telling the truth or not. Then I nodded and apologized. "I'm sorry I just thought of a lot of things because you hardly touch me anymore," I said, looking away.
"Babe, I know and I'm sorry. It's work. I'll try to start coming home earlier. I promise," he said, standing up to leave. He walked over to where I was and gave me a kiss on the mouth.
I moaned into his mouth, pressing against him, wanting more of him. As quickly as it had started, the kiss escalated. I was dripping wet already from the kiss and ready to give him a quickie right there and then when he broke it off. My frazzled brain was confused and looked around to what might have been the cause and, before I knew it, he was at the door, waving me goodbye. "See you later babe, don't wait up for me tonight."
I was stunned. I didn't even know what to do. Did he just walk out after making me fucking horny? Then I got pissed and went up the stairs to our bedroom. If he couldn't take care of it, I'd help myself.
I stripped and laid on my back on the bed, naked. I felt the cool, soft sheet against my back, ass, and legs and sighed. I closed my eyes and ran my hands softly and slowly down my neck, brushing away strands of my long curly brown hair.
Then, I ran my fingers down my collarbone and lower down to the curve of my breasts. I made sure to touch myself lightly, teasing my body. My nipples hardened like small beads. I smiled and covered them with my hands, taking my sweet time. And I began rubbing and squeezing each breast, palming them fully and pushing them up and together.
Kneading and squeezing softly, I began to work my sensitive breasts, taking my nipples between my fingers. I moaned at the sensations flooding through my body
and squeezed my breasts together again. Then I began nipping and twisting my hardened beads, feeling each pull in my core as I did so, causing bolts of arousal to run through my body. My nipples had always been extra sensitive, and if I took my time with it, focusing on the pleasure of it, I could bring myself to cum just from fondling them.
Then I imagined Mike doing the same for me, and the pleasure doubled. Touching myself could never be the same as when a guy did it. I closed my eyes and continued teasing, pulling, and stroking my breasts while I squeezed my thighs together to alleviate the ache that was thrumming in my center. The ache got so bad that I couldn't ignore it anymore, so I trailed one hand down to my flat stomach to the edge of my curls. All the while touching my nipples with the other hand.
Then I went further and parted my thighs. My hands were reaching my clit, which was slick with my fluids. I released a moan and arched my back against the sheet. Damn! It had been so long. Then I decided to tease myself a bit, trailing down my fingers lightly against my slit, exploring my core.
I flicked my clit a couple of times, and I couldn't hold it any longer and shoved two fingers into my dripping pussy. I cried out at the sensation. I was soaking wet with arousal, which aided easy slides into my core. Then I began finger fucking my pussy, attacking it with abandon. I wasn’t going slow this time as I craved more. I wanted more inside me. More than just my fingers. I wanted to be filled up and stretched to my limit. I craved for a hot, pulsing cock in me right then and I would have done anything just to have it at the moment.
But I continued, thrusting in my fingers, making wet, sopping sounds which filled the room along with my moans. My hips were bucking against my fingers. I had forgotten my breasts, but I went back at them with my other hand. Increasing the need inside of me, making myself go crazy with want. Then I remembered the dildo in my drawer and stopped all that I was doing to my body to reach for it.
Chapter 5