I did, and you know that imagination is a horrible thing to waste. See that I came home from work an incredibly horny night. My husband, on the other hand, was more interested in dating his friends and asked me to wait for him to come home. We didn’t get along first and I was ready to fix it, but now it really pissed me off.

Frustrated like all hell, I decided to go out when he left and find my fun. I was pretty sure the bastard was cheating and I was tired of playing the second violin. After all I was too excited to sit at home and twiddle my thumbs. So I got a shower and put on a low-cut blouse (sheer arm), short skirt and 4 inches fuck me pumps. You know those who say “Cum fuck me now!”

I went to my favorite place and I walked in. At the end of the bar there was an empty seat.

So I went to put my stuff there, I ordered a drink, and I put the quarters on the pool table. I thought bending over to play pool in this dress would attract some attention.

A very nice man came out of the bathroom. Dark hair and brown eyes, this tattooed dream wore a t-shirt and beater wedding jeans. He seemed damn good with a country girl like me.

“Who put the quarters for a game?” he said in a very sexy tone.

“I”, I said

“Rack ’em!” he replied.

I won the first game that won next 4. Next thing I know the bartender calls the last call. This night went fast. He told me he was making a video with his group and he was in a suite on the street. “You know the type with a small kitchen, living room and king size bed” underlined. He asked me if I wanted a drink with him. How comfortable a few steps. I said “safe.”

We finished our last pool game and the last sips of our beer, and we’re headed to his house. When we walked into the suite and he went to the bathroom.

I was standing at the kitchen sink. I saw him come from the bathroom. He went into the kitchen when I turned to him and stopped in front of me in his boxer briefs, and his wife beater.

“Don’t you mind?” he asked.

“Oh no I’m not sorry, not a little!!!” I responded with a devilish spark.

I turned to the sink and finished putting water in the coffee pot. I heard the heat from behind me. Then I heard my hands flow along the outside of my hips. He approached me to feel his breath on his neck. “So say that your husband chose his friends to make love to his wife…. I would love to make love to his wife, do you think she would mind?”, whispered as she began to kiss my neck’s back, slipping her hand to my full breast. He hit me. Touch my neck and I’m done.

I couldn’t really say too much that he didn’t give me any chance to talk. I used to look at him like this. I felt his dick coming out of his boxers on my skirt and he wasn’t my husband. I could feel the heat and circumference through my skirt, this man was ready. He kissed me deeply. So deep that I definitely thought I was dead and went to sex paradise.

I wrapped my arms around him running my hand gently on his back and ass.

It got harder and warmer. She was definitely not my husband. I wanted to touch them and there. He pulled my skirt off and slipped my shirt on my head. Then she started kissing my neck while slipping my bra straps from my back.

Her hands were so soft that they made my nipples difficult only by their touch.

“You smell good,” he said, “I wanted to do this to the bar so damned.”

Leaving a wet path with the tongue, he slowly worked to my breasts, scrolling the mugs above so that he could lick more easily and kiss my nipples.

I lowered my hand under my shirt, my chest was nice and smooth. And I could feel his excitement in his shorts growing stronger. I touched his nipples gently, he suspired.

Back to me, I thought maybe he didn’t like it. I was wrong. He lowered his hands to my panties and pulled them off. He got me up on the counter he kneeled. He started my legs and licked my way. His tongue was incredibly warm and soft. The air that hit his saliva on my leg made me feel strong, but I was far from cool. Slowly he worked to my inner thighs who clinged and sucked while he went. I couldn’t help but complain to a pure pleasure. That made it harder.

I wanted to hear his mouth on my clitoris, but he already knew it because he was spreading my legs and kissing the inside of my thighs. I was shaved clean, so his tongue slipped on the outside lips. For now, I could feel my clitoris swelling and get warm. He stuck his tongue in each of my lips and then plunged it into my hot pussy. I couldn’t help putting his hands on his head driving him where he felt good. My legs began to tremble. And my body warmed up everywhere.

Although it was fun having someone eat me on my counters I would rather be in a big soft bed. So I could even make my way with him. So I pulled him out of me, told him to get up. When I did, I made sure that while I pulled off the counter, I let my hard nipples touch my chest. I took it by hand and brought it to the king size bed.

I went to the dresser and took a silk tie and a black silk scarf that was there. I asked him coyly by holding the scarf, “Yours”, he laughed and said “someone left her at the video service”. His eyes looked at me. Like he lay on the bed, I could say he didn’t know what he was doing. But he was about to find out. It’s safe.

He went to say something. I put my finger on my lips “Shhh” I said softly, “You’ll be fine. Please, please, please. She smiled and accepted my words.

I walked on the bed and took the black scarf and threw it gently from my toes. As I worked on his body, I strangled his life. Her skin was warm, and her eyes were full of excitement. Her eyes are so beautiful that I felt like melting when I looked at them.

I leaned forward and kissed his hard nipples. Licking and nibbling on the hard. I could feel his hands slipping on my ass. I could hear his hard dick pressing against my ass and it was huge. My husband was fine, but this fucking man was fat, long and hard. It was so nice to rub against my cheeks. I couldn’t wait to hear it inside me, but for now it was his time to be teased and happy. Somehow, having control made me easier.

I asked him to sit down and when he did he ran his tongue on the tip of my nipples kissing each and then biting them gently. He threw my face to his and kissed me passionately. I found it hard to stay in control.

There was such an intensity in the kisses that were only enough to make me want orgasm. I reached the side of the bed and took the scarf and slowly position it above his eyes.

I tied him around his eyes to not see me. Then I asked him to put his arms in front of him and tie them with the silk tie. I asked him to rest and enjoy the ride. He did as he was told.

I kissed his lips. I’m working along his body, licking every inch of his body to that little piece of hair that goes from your belly button to your dick. I could feel his dick touching my boobs. I kneeled in my legs. His dick was perfect. 10 inches hard meat, just waiting to be sucked and fucked. And I had the honor to do it.

I started at the base of his dick and licked the road to the tip. It turns my tongue around the crest of his penis that hears him moan. I brought it in my mouth slowly working in and out of my mouth. Let him go deeper into his mouth. My husband always said I was the best cocksucker he’d ever known, lol.

While I’ve got it in my deep throat, it’s freaking out at this point the only thing I can hear it say is “yes, it feels so fucking good.” There’s this little thing every woman should do when she’s hitting a guy. When he has his dick in his throat, he should take his tongue and work along the vein on the lower side of his dick. This will throw it on the edge of the ecstasy, surely it will blow his mind. I did and say I don’t think he ever did it before because he was yelling at excitement. “Oh, my God who feels so good, I don’t want cum yet. I want you to fuck me now!” he asked.

I eased his mouth on his dick, massaging him with his tongue while working him up and down. Then I started kissing until his body. I ripped it off again by teasing his dick’s tip against my clitoris. I was looking forward to hearing it inside me, but I still wanted to make it feel like it was the center of my attention. Slowly I let him in. Speaking of instant orgasms, it was so big that it hit the g-point and felt like she was about to split me into two. The pain pleasure in a feeling, hr felt so fucking good. I feel my juices accumulating inside my body. I started smiling on him, he would push his hips forward in tune with me, I was going to explode, I could feel my box getting tighter, wetter, and warmer as it pushes into me harder and harder.

“Yes! You feel so good about me. I can’t help you get me cum, you need to slow down. I don’t want cum yet,” he said while he gases under men. I felt so powerful on him.

With those words pronounced, I reached the final table and took my small pocket rocket. Every woman should have one of these. Great for car and your stuck in traffic. Talk about leaving while you sit in traffic.

I turned it on and lowered it to my clitoris, and I put it between my clitoris and his inguine.

All I had to do is my clitoris along it. He said: “Oh, baby, isn’t your cum?” At that time, my interiors exploded. I don’t have to tie D’s hand is tight enough because I heard him pull me down on him. I was in full orgasm. He rolled me under him. And he fucked me so damned I yelled. It was good. Every time he drove inside me, my little rocket crashed into my clitoris. It was almost like the electric shocks that crossed my body.

He was fucking me deeper and harder now that no man ever had. He definitely reached places my husband never heard. I came to kiss him wildly. Our eyes were closed with such intensity. I could say he was ready to go.

I told him.

With this saying it pumped me stronger and stronger, I could feel a warm drop of liquid that flooded me while screaming loudly. I closed my legs around his ass and I never squeezed out for him.

When she finished, she kissed me gently slowly but with intensity.

We got together for a while. When reality is set, I realized that my husband could be at home at any time.

I told him I should go home now before my husband came home. He got up and dressed up with me and took me back to my car and kissed me so passionately. I gave him my cell phone number for the next time he came back to town.