Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIVES --- stranger_women

[ddey333]

The moment of truth had passed. My wife and James were going to have sexual intercourse. He was uncertain of what to do. There were so many parts of her he wanted to touch, so many parts of her he wanted to see. Should he feel her breasts first? With one swift move, James backed her again to the wall. She watched as James undid her straps and exposed the upper portion of her chest. He had to see her breasts. He had to see and touch those nipples. He had to feel those poking nubs against his tongue, teeth, and mouth. His hands felt her chest as it heaved under him. The touch was like cream. The smoothness made him push his cock against her harder. James was leaning against her now. Undoubtedly she could feel his erection against her leg. Swiftly he put his mouth on the top of her breast, and he heard my wife gasp at the sensation as he licked along the edge of the bra, outlining each breast with his tongue. James slid the straps of her bra down to her arms, pulling it down under her breasts, freeing them. James licked my wife’s nipple, sucking on it gently, then harder and harder, making her moan with pleasure. His own body had hiked her dress way up, and he could see the white panties beneath. James started to move his hand to it, but instead cupped her right thigh, his finger barely pressing against her panties. Again, James wasn't sure how much she would appreciate him enjoying this. He rubbed his hand between her legs, pressing against her thigh but letting the slightest pressure push against her. Almost roughly he hiked her dress up to her hips and he fell to his knees and kissed her panties with a feverish lust. "Oohh..." My wife moaned softly as she stroked his hair. The look in her eye confirmed what James had always suspected. She could never give herself to him by her own free will. Then he pulled down her panties to her knees, letting my wife feel the cool air on her bare skin. James knew what pleasure he was giving her. Already Stayla’s hips were moving toward him in a simulation of sex. Her hands reached for the buckles of his belt, but he held away from her, whispering urgently, " what does the lady want, tell me what you want?" And she moaned " please". She was shaking all over; sweat running down her face, and on her breasts. As they continued, they heard voices just outside the room. Her children’s voice was one he recognized just a few feet away, around the corner, and the fear of being caught washed over him. My wife had heard it too. Her inner battle began. Her mind knew that they faced discovery at any moment, and that they absolutely should stop immediately. But the growing, wonderful sensation in my wife, was winning the battle. James felt her body tremble as he lifted her and she wrapped her legs around his waist. James clumsily opened his zipper and took out his cock. Stayla squirmed. James entered her in one quick, hard thrust. My wife cried out, but he silenced her with his mouth, his tongue meeting hers, sucking on it. James moved his pelvis hard against her, thrusting into her over and over again. "Uhh........ Uhh………..Uhh………Uhh" She moved forward, pushing herself onto his cock. James started to hump her slowly as he kissed her neck and rubbed her breasts. My wife’s cunt tightened around his cock, squeezing pleasure from it like a soaked piece of clothing. James had to savour the moment. He loved the way she kept clutching at his ass, grabbing at him, roughly, almost painfully, pulling him more deeply into her, harder and harder each time. Just as James picked up the pace, my wife buried her head in her arm to avoid from screaming. They could still hear her children's voice through the thin walls. They ware probably only ten feet away. "Oh,.. Oh, …Oh..." Her fingernails dug into his buttocks and as she stiffened against him, James felt his own orgasm rising, scalding within him. He lowered his hands to her waist, as loads after loads he shot his sperm inside her. Stiffing their cries they came at each other one last time, arching up, way up, then collapsing, panting over each other. They waited, breathing heavily, while time and space came back to normal. "God...you are so good at that," Stayla said, and it sounded like a complaint. James kissed her face gently all over. "I've wanted to do that for so long," James whispered. He picked up her bras and handed it to her wordlessly. Silently she put it on, tied the shoulder straps of her dress and turned to go. She leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the cheek. " You are one of a kind." James closed the door behind her and leaned against it, still out of breath. James felt better, more alive. He waited a few minutes and then went to join the guests. He however did not stay long and moved to the door. For him it was a conquest long awaited.

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