Adultery Wife Wants a Hall Pass by LewdLuke

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I said, “Ella, I’m never going to call you Kandi again. You are not Kandi. You are Ella, Ella Mitchell. You are a sweet, young, corn-fed, country girl from Kansas. You will be like a fish out of water here.” I paused and then continued, “I know that you are going to do whatever you want after you leave here but you are going to listen to what I have to say before you go.”

I caught my breath and said, “You are making some piss poor career decisions. Being a hooker is not the fun sexy thing you think it is going to be. It will ruin your life. A month from now, you won’t even want to have sex.”
I continued, “Worse than that, you will always be in danger. There are some seriously damaged souls out there and hookers have to deal with them. You will have Johns that will fuck you and refuse to pay. That will get you an ass whipping from your pimp. Others will fuck you and then they will want to hurt you. Some will be worse than others. You will have an encounter where you will wind up in a hospital with serious injuries. There is at least one sick son of a bitch out there, who will fuck you, cut your heart out for a souvenir and then dump your body beside the road. Read up on how many hookers disappear in this country every year.”
I took a breath and continued, “Being a security officer officer is touted as being the most dangerous occupation. That’s bullshit. I was a cop for two years when I was younger. We lost more young hookers than we did cops by far.”
I paused and then said, “The spanking you just got is nothing. Your uncle in Kansas that loves you would have given you far worse if you had shown him that card.”
She sniffled and said, “No Luke. My Uncle Lee would never spank me. Your spanking was more like what my father would do. He loves me more than anyone.”
I said, “Ella, you should get on a bus in the morning and go back to Kansas where you have family and those powerful men that love you. They will protect you. You would have a much better life there. If you are alone in this world, especially in this city, you will just be a prey animal. You will be eaten alive.”
I pulled out my money clip and peeled five one hundred dollar bills off into my hand. I folded them in half. I handed them to her and said, “Here is the money you asked for. I’m going to consider it payment for the privilege of spanking your cute bottom.”
I said, “Earlier tonight, I entertained the thought of having sex with you. Sex is my favorite pastime. Sharing it with you would have been extra special to an old man like me. I’m out of the mood now. I want you to get dressed, gather your things, give my key back and get out of my room.”
She sniffled again and got to her feet. She looked at me as she tried to rub the sting out of her bottom. She said, “Really? You want me to leave.”
I said, “Yes, I do. I hope you will take that money, rent a room for the night and buy yourself a ticket for home tomorrow. There really isn’t much of a future for you here.” A moment later, I had one more thought. I said, “Give sex a special place in your heart. Share it only with people that deserve to have you. If you make yourself a public cum dump, you will ruin your life. Think about what a disappointment you will be to the people that love you. You are certainly a disappointment to me and I barely know you.”
She began to move around the room gathering her things. I watched her dress. The monster moved. In my mind, he berated me for kicking her out.
She left and I took a cold shower just to settle myself down. I dressed in the bottom half of a set of flannel pajamas. That’s my custom when I travel alone, in case I wind up in a room with a housekeeper or a bellhop. I finished my drink and went to bed.
I lay there in thought for a minute or two. I felt good about the spanking and I felt good about giving her the money. It would at least, give her a chance. I had little hope for her fate. Tears welled up in my eyes while I thought about her. I thought, “What a waste of such a precious young girl.” I thought, “God knew better than to give me a daughter. I would have protected her way beyond what the law allows. I would have probably wound up in prison and she would have grown into a woman anyway.”
Half an hour passed. There came a rapping, tapping at my chamber door. I had been asleep. The knock on my door had induced a dream of Edgar Allen Poe’s raven. I’ve had that dream before. I came mostly awake, got out of bed and answered the door by reflex. Ella was back.
I became fully aware of her instantly. Surprise induced a weak adrenalin rush in me. She gently pushed me back a couple steps, came into the room and closed the door behind her. She dropped her baggage and started talking. She said, “You spanked me and you had your say. It’s my turn now.” She took a breath and continued, “I checked the bus schedule. I need to be at the bus station at ten in the morning. I want you to make sure I catch that bus safely.”
I didn’t respond and she kept talking. She said, “I don’t want to spend your money on another room when you have a king-sized bed here. I will feel better if you hold me while we sleep anyway. You need to stop thinking about me as if I’m the weak little virgin girl that needs protecting. Sex is one of my favorite things too. I’m a grown woman and the proverbial farmer’s daughter for Christ’s sake. I want you to get back in the mood so you can have sex with me. You are one of those people that deserve to have me and sex is the only gift I have to give you.” I will never sell my body. I will always remember the wonderful man that spanked me to get my attention and then made me understand why I shouldn’t.”
She stepped in close to me and wrapped my neck in her arms. She stood on her toes and pulled me down to kiss her. It was our first kiss. It was a sweet kiss with emotion flowing both ways between us. Her demeanor and her assertive behavior quickly excited me. I knew that she was about to light up my life for the next several hours. She had won her argument when she told me she was going home. That had made me very happy.
The monster moved and a picture of Linda’s Uncle Gus came to my mind. He had been my mentor when I was young. He was spouting another of his pearls of wisdom. He said, “It is a sin against nature to leave a willing woman un-fucked.” I knew I wasn’t going to be guilty of that. I helped Ella out of her clothes.
In the next moment, she was naked on her knees in front of me. She pulled on the tag end of the tie on my pajamas and then tugged them down to puddle at my feet. When she looked up, she had a very hard seven-inch cock standing upright in front of her face. It looked a lot bigger when she captured it in her small hands.
She mumbled, “Oh my God.” She looked up and locked eyes with me. The demure smile on her face was impulsive. Her tongue snaked out and licked the tip just before she took the first few inches into her mouth. She sucked and teased me with her tongue. She continued to look into my eyes. Her misty blues twinkled in the dim light and she giggled around my cock with unsuppressed delight. I got a distinct impression that she had done this before. My trepidations about fucking this pretty girl that was half my age dissipated like smoke in the wind. She was the aggressor.
I held her in place and began to fuck her face. She sucked me aggressively. I pushed to the top of her throat and she gagged. I backed off and let myself be content with the attention she was giving me with her mouth. I thought, “Someone else can teach her to deep throat. I’m only going to have her for this one night and I can be happy with her oral skills as they are.” I really wanted to be inside her sweet young pussy anyway.
I pulled her up and had to drag her off my cock. I tossed her gently to her back on the bed and then pinned her there with the weight of my own body. I lay on top of her and gazed into her eyes until she focused on me.
I asked, “Do we need to talk about this before it happens?”
She answered, “Oh hell no. I want you to do me before you have a chance to change your mind. Right now, Luke. Do me right now.” She whispered, “I take my pills, I won’t get pregnant.” She pulled my face down to hers and kissed me.
I could sense the want and the need in her but there wasn’t any heat. Her intent was to give herself to me as a gift but she wasn’t expecting anything in return. I thought, “That’s not the way I do things.” I wanted far more than the quickie she was offering.
I took control. That’s in my nature. I would have done it anyway. I became the power behind our sweet kisses. I let my tongue dance with hers and I made the action take place inside her mouth. I wanted her to know that I planned a much more serious penetration and possession of her young body. She understood.
She was a stranger to me and I didn’t know what it would take to turn her on. I tried to tune in to her body language. I knew that she would subconsciously give me hints as to what she needed.
I let my hands begin the exploration of her body as we kissed. I slowly searched out the sweet spots that are common to all women. I would take time later to seek out her private erogenous zones that are specific to her body alone. Most women have those too.
I spent some time with her breasts. I wet my finger in her mouth. She sucked it as if it was a little bitty dick. That was a second indication that she was orally inclined. She considered her mouth to be a sex organ. I already knew that from her previous actions.
I took one of her nipples in my mouth and teased it. A few seconds later, I touched her clitoris with my wet finger. She physically caught her breath and her movements under me became familiar. She spread herself a bit wider and opened her body to me. Most women express total surrender to their lovers sometime during foreplay. It is usually an involuntary act. It is the point where all resistance fades away. It had happened more quickly with Ella than I had expected. Actually, there had been no resistance in the first place.
I owned her now. All I had to do was entice her to tell me how to help her cum and then I could take my pleasure with her. She wasn’t going to tell me verbally. We were strangers and inside she was a bashful little girl. Her body would tell me though. All I had to do was find the proper way to ask the question.
I spent the next fifteen minutes loving her slowly with my fingers and my tongue. I found several ways to draw a response from her. I spent extra time with those things. She began to relax and I felt her start to enjoy herself. Confidence grew in me. I knew that everything was going to work out.
I wet my finger that had been teasing her clit in my own mouth. I slipped it inside her sweet pussy. Her bottom rose from the bed to meet that initial penetration of her most secret spot. She moaned. I kissed her.
She was moist but not wet. That surprised me. Pussy is usually very wet by this time in the progression of events. I pulled my finger out of her and gave it a better coating of my own saliva. I used it to search for and find her G-spot. I touched and then massaged her there. That drew a flinch and a gasp from her. Her response was from surprise. I realized that she didn’t know about that special place inside her. I kissed her and backed away from it. I would save that for later. I could use it to my advantage. I thought, “She won’t know what hit her.”
I went back to her clit with my finger and then a moment later sucked it into my mouth. I licked it and sucked on it. Her bottom came off the bed again. She used her hands to draw me tighter into her slit and began slowly to fuck my face. She said, “M-m-m-m-m.”
That was when I felt her heat begin to rise. I thought, “It’s about time.” Her body started to produce the juices that we would need for lubrication. It happened slowly. She didn’t gush but she did become very wet in the next few minutes. I ate her and massaged her breast. She fucked my face and moaned.
She had a baby orgasm. I felt it run through her body like a jolt of electricity. She gasped and held her breath for a few seconds. She became more energetic in her movements. Her body was demanding more from me. I slipped my finger inside and touched her G-spot again. I teased it and then toyed with it. Deep and mournful love sounds came out of her.
She begged for my cock. She said, “I’m going to cum. I need your cock inside me. Fuck me, Luke. Please fuck me with your cock.” From there she went into crazy-woman mode. She bucked under me and screamed. I was thankful for the soundproofing again.
I thought she might injure me. She was banging her pubic mound into my face. I forcefully held her in place. I ate her and caressed her G-spot. Her orgasm rocked her world, as they say. Her sweet pussy gushed nectar now. I love pussy juice. She quit begging for cock and lost herself in ecstasy. I continued eating her until she quit moving and released me.
My intent had been to fuck her and make her cum again as I took her for my pleasure. The monster was demanding his due. I had to modify the plan. Her orgasm had been far more powerful than I had anticipated. She didn’t have anything left. She lay limply in my arms. Fucking her now would be like having sex with a dead person. I had to allow her time for recovery.
I drew her close to me and cuddled with her. I gave her fifteen minutes or a little more.
She whispered, “We wasted it, Uncle Luke.” I squeezed her tighter but didn’t respond verbally. She said, “I’m not a multi-girl. That was my only orgasm for the night. I wanted your cock inside me.”
I said, “That was no waste, Sweetheart. That was a very powerful orgasm. I can still feel the tingle inside you.”
She replied, “I am still tingling but you got left out.”
I chuckled and said, “You can’t leave me out. I’m going to try to fuck your brains out sometime in the next few minutes.” She giggled. I asked, “Do you want to know a secret?” I felt her nod against my shoulder. I said, “You are going to have another wonderful orgasm while I have mine.” I kissed her so that we didn’t have to talk any more. I hoped that I wasn’t letting my mouth overload my ass. I was depending on her G-spot and an ability that she didn’t know she had.
I started over with her. Things progressed more rapidly than before. In just a few minutes, I had her clit in my mouth and I was toying with the magic place inside her. It was easier to turn on the heat this time. I felt the jolt of another baby orgasm. After that, Ella started to believe what I had told her. A second jolt passed through her. I could feel the big one begin deep inside her. It was coming easier than I thought it would. Ella made it easier. I told her that all she had to do was believe, relax and let it happen.
Her orgasm continued to rise within her. It was very near the surface when she began to beg. “She whispered, “Don’t waste this one. It really is going to happen. Fuck me with your cock. Please, I need it right now.”
I crawled up and found the entrance to her little girl’s body. The monster, with her help, found his way inside. He easily slipped in all the way to the hilt. Her sweet pussy was tight but extremely slippery inside. She was deeper than I expected. We fit together perfectly. I did touch bottom but only after she had engulfed my entire length. I was completely inside her. I could have forced more cock into her if I had more.
Her orgasm welled up and consumed her almost immediately. The sweet sounds that she made and the powerful contractions of her pussy dragged me over the edge. I fucked her very hard and with no real regard for her comfort or safety. My cock throbbed as powerful jets of cum erupted from me. I paused with each spasm to leave my offering at her deepest place. I lost myself in the moment and used her for my own gratification. I fucked her very hard. I knew I was hurting her but only a little. I thought, “Extagony.”
Both of us sank into a state of euphoria. We wadded our bodies up together and basked in it. Time goes by so slowly when you savor every second of it. Holding her close to me was such a wonderful experience. I felt privileged.
Fifteen minutes passed. She recovered more quickly than I did. Even when they are small and young, women are far more powerful sexually than men are. She said, “I need a bath.”
I said, “Stay here with me. We can bathe in the morning.”
She said, “I can’t, Luke. I guess you could call me a clean freak but I want a shower.” I released my hold on her and let her escape. I wanted a shower too. My reputation has always been that of a clean freak. I thought, “She is a kindred spirit.”
I listened until I heard the shower come on. I wondered if she would allow me to share it with her. I had wondered that same thing once earlier in the evening. This time I went to find out.
She smiled broadly and welcomed me enthusiastically. She positioned me under the stream to make me wet and then held me close. She nestled her face into my chest and p-u-r-r-e-d sweetly. At length, she said, “Luke, I’ve never experienced anything like that. I am still tingling inside.” She slowly rubbed her pussy against my thigh. The warm water ran over us. We shared another sweet kiss.
She stepped back and rubbed shampoo into my hair. We took turns washing each other. We had small erotic interactions but for some reason, the monster seemed disinterested. He just hung there. Ella handled him several times and kissed him once. There was no response. She said, “I think I’ve killed him.” I laughed with her and assured her that he would recover. I knew she wouldn’t believe how soon.
In twenty minutes, we were dry and back in bed together. I asked, “What did you mean when you said that you had never experienced anything like our earlier encounter?”
She answered, “I’ve never had two orgasms in one session. My previous lovers have just been boys compared to you.” She paused and asked, “Do you want to hear the whole truth?”
I said, “Yeah, I do. It might be important.”
She said, “I rarely have one orgasm during intercourse.” I didn’t respond. She said, “I can make myself have nice orgasms but it seems that no one else can. A second later, she giggled. She said, “Except you.”
I drew her close and held her. She snuggled closer, nibbled and sucked on one of my nipples. The monster moved and demonstrated that he was recovering. He began to swell. In truth, I understood what she was saying. I had been with a woman once who couldn’t cum. I thought, “This one just hasn’t learned how to let it happen. Her younger lovers didn’t know how to help her. It is almost impossible for me to have more than one without some recovery time. I have had two on rare occasions. I thought, “I definitely want some more of this girl.”
I whispered into her ear, “Do you want another one?”
She giggled as if I was joking and said, “We need to sleep.”
I replied, “You can sleep on the bus tomorrow and I have a long plane ride.” I asked, “Why don’t you fly home? You could be there in a few hours instead of two days.”
She answered, “I’m afraid to fly. I certainly couldn’t go by myself.” She asked, “Are you going home tomorrow, back to your wife? I noticed your ring.”
I answered, “My wife is here in town. Tomorrow we are going home together.”
She asked, “Where is she tonight?”
I thought and decided to tell Ella the truth. I said, “She is spending the night with her new boyfriend.”
Ella rose to rest on an elbow. She peered into my eyes and said, “If you belonged to me, I wouldn’t have time or a need for a boyfriend.”
I didn’t want to go into much detail. I replied, “Well, we were monogamous for over twenty years. We became a bit bored with each other and opened our marriage a couple of years ago. We allow each other some freedom from our vows sometimes.