Adultery Wife Wants a Hall Pass by LewdLuke

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Ella said, “Let me guess. She went off with her new guy and you went hunting for a friend of your own.”

I said, “Yeah, that’s pretty close to what happened.”
She laid her head back on my shoulder, giggled and said, “You chose me.”
I said, “You turned out to be a damn good choice after we got over our differences.” I opted not to tell her she was my second choice. I kissed her forehead. She giggled.
The monster was awake. He was talking to me. He said, “Hey, Boss. Let’s do her one more time before we sleep.” He was semi-erect already. I knew he would get very hard if I needed him to.
Ella whispered, “I’m very glad that I let you pick me up. I made it easy for you, you know. I knew I wanted to sleep with you when you ran that creep away from my table.” She found the monster and held him in her hand. She kissed me and I made him jerk for her. She giggled. She asked, “Were you serious about giving me another orgasm?”
I answered, “Yes ma’am.” I chuckled and said, “As a matter of fact, I’ve thought about it some more. I’ve decided that you aren’t going to have any say in the matter. It’s going to happen and I’ll force fuck you if need be.”
She giggled and snuggled closer to me. She said, “That won’t be necessary but I can see where I might enjoy that.” She was loosening up. It was easier for her to talk to me.
I stuck my finger in her mouth and said, “Make this wet for me.” She sucked and licked it all over. It was a sensuous thing. I thought seriously about sticking my dick in her mouth but I didn’t. The monster became a bit more attentive to her.
I rolled her to her back and lay on my side beside her. I wet her clit with my finger and taunted her some. She giggled and cooed. I tried to slip the same finger inside her. She was dry. She had douched and washed all her lubricant away. I hadn’t counted on that. My finger was wet enough for me to get two inches inside. I rubbed some of her spit on her G-spot and plunked her magic-twanger a few times.
I felt her react. She squirmed and her butt came off the bed. She was trying to get more of my finger inside her. I kissed her and then spent a moment sucking her titties. I took my finger out of her and gently tormented her love button with it. Her pussy began to orbit my finger. She wanted more.
The next time I checked, there was significantly more moisture inside her. I knew then that I could make this work. I kissed her again to take her attention and snuck up on her rough spot. I touched her there and she flinched internally. I felt a solid involuntary twitch in her abdomen. Her breath came in ragged gasps. She became noticeably wetter as I played with her. A weak mini orgasm flowed through her like a wave. She accepted that small pleasure with a deep groan. I was successful in giving her another one. She made more love sounds.
I could tell that she was losing it mentally. She cooed and moaned. She whispered love words to me and she began to give me instructions. I followed them to the letter. In two more minutes, I felt pussy juice ooze out of her into the palm of my hand. Penetration was possible any time now. The monster became very excited. He got hard like a hammer’s handle. We were both ready. My ego swelled. I was very proud of myself.
I rolled on top of her. She surrendered to me. I didn’t make her beg this time. I felt her open herself to receive me. I positioned my cock at her opening and pushed the head inside. I hesitated for one long second and then gently thrust into her tight depths in one motion. She was very wet. She met my thrust and I stroked her one time to seat myself properly. All motion stopped after that stroke. I kissed her and gave her a few moments to get used to having me inside her. Neither of us was close to the edge but I intended for this to last a long time.
I fucked her slowly with long strokes. She rolled and pitched to help accommodate me. Soon we were in harmony as if we had been lovers for years. I knew I could fall in love with this sweet tight pussy and the little girl that came with it. Maybe I already had.
She wrapped her legs around me and I fucked her. We stayed in this simple missionary position until she asked to be on top. I rolled us over and she took control. She planted her knees on either side of me. She sat upright and gently fucked me with a rocking motion of her hips. I lay still and enjoyed her efforts. She fucked me this way for a long time.
Her pretty boobs were dancing in the air above me. Her hair was in her face and moving to the rhythm of her movements. I reached up, caressed her breasts for a minute, and then twisted one of her nipples. She yelped and I twisted it a bit harder. She lay down on my chest and whispered, “I am going to cum. Help me.”
I felt the first contraction in her pussy. It was powerful. I hadn’t known her Kegel muscles were that strong and then I realized she just hadn’t learned to use them. What I had felt was involuntary. I thought, “She has so much to learn. I wish I could be the one to teach her.”
I rolled her onto her back and fucked her a bit harder with short deep strokes. I positioned her so that I worried her G-spot with every thrust. Her orgasm washed easily over her. She was very quiet this time and she met my thrusts with coordinated thrusts of her own.
I let myself cum just so I could feel close to her. My cock throbbed inside her. There wasn’t much juice left in me but I gave her what I had. My spasms were dry long before my orgasm was over. I rolled off her and onto my back. She rolled with me to her side and held me in her arms. She was resting easily and breathing deeply. We hadn’t worked very hard for that one but it had been a long time in coming.
She giggled and whispered, “That was the best one yet. It was soft and sweet.” She paused and continued, “I had a terrible thought. I might never see you again after tomorrow.” She said, “May I go home with you. I promise to be good. I will hide from your wife but I will always be around if you need someone to spank or fuck.” She giggled.
It was definitely sleepy time now. It was very late and I was spent. I’m sure she was too. I said, “Hey, Clean Freak, are we going to shower again?”
She responded with a giggle and slid out of my arms and out of my bed. The space around me seemed suddenly big and empty. I wanted to sleep. I lay there and drifted in that direction until I heard water running in the shower. I got up and went to her. We kept our hair dry and just quickly rinsed. In ten minutes, we were back in bed together.
I gathered her into my spoon and she snuggled close to me. She said, “I feel safe when you hold me.”
I was drifting toward sleep and didn’t answer her but I did squeeze her a bit tighter. She cooed for me.
Out of the blue, she asked, “How old are you?”
I whispered, “Forty-four.”
She said, “You’re not old enough to be my father. He is forty-six.”
I chuckled at her comment. I felt her slip into sleep. It was if I had flipped a switch. I enjoyed holding her a bit closer for another few minutes and then I followed her.
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An over extended bladder brought me to wakefulness. The clock said it was seven minutes past seven. Ella was still wrapped in my spoon just as I had left her. I tried to get out of bed without waking her. I wasn’t entirely successful. She purred, stretched and then curled up again in her warm spot.
I made sure that she was covered properly and then I went to the bathroom. After relieving myself, I washed my face, brushed my teeth and took time to shave so I wouldn’t have to do it later. Today was a travel day.
I went back to bed. Ella was awake. She kissed my cheek and took her turn in the bathroom. She returned in ten minutes and nestled in close to me. She tasted of peppermint when I kissed her.
She said, “I have to be at the bus station before eleven.”
I asked, “How much before eleven?”
She replied, “The bus leaves at a quarter after. I have to have enough time to buy a ticket and get my bag aboard.”
I said, “Ten-thirty will be plenty of time. We’ve got time for a quickie.” I rolled her to her back and kissed her. I touched her clit with my finger. I slipped my finger inside her. She was already wet.
She had an explanation for that. She said, “I was dreaming about you.” She spread her legs enough to give me better access and giggled for me. I kissed her again.
She broke the kiss. She whispered, “Let me suck it, Uncle Luke. I will make you very hard.”
I was already very hard but I gave in anyway. Her mouth was a wonderful thing. She felt me move closer to the edge. She looked up at me and let my cock slip out of her mouth. She continued to caress him in her hand. She whispered, “Cum in my mouth if you want to.”
I didn’t want to. I wanted some pussy. I manhandled her into position and stuffed my cock into her rather forcefully.
She moaned and whispered, “Oh, Luke.” She sounded just like Linda.
A picture of Jerry stuffing his cock into Linda’s pussy formed in my mind. I watched him fuck her for a few seconds. I am a voyeur after all.
I fucked Ella very hard. Sweet love sounds bubbled out of her. The erotic undulations of her young body and her tight slippery pussy drew me very close to the edge very quickly. I fucked her still harder.
She whispered in my ear. She said, “My orgasm has started. I can feel it building in my tummy. It’s as if you have made me pregnant. It’s like your baby growing there.” She said, “Don’t stop. Fuck me harder. Hurt me like you did last night.”
I found what I needed to fuck her harder. I wanted her to cum because I was going to very soon. I could feel both her heartbeat and my own pulse in my cock. I rose up and looked between our bodies. I watched my cock pound her young sweet pussy. She begged for more.
I looked into her face and saw sweet contortions in it. Her orgasm hit her as if I had slapped that pretty face. Her dreamy blue eyes popped open wide and her mouth formed an, “O.” She screamed. I fucked her hard.
My first spasm surprised me. Ella was bucking, rolling and pitching under me in her ecstasy. Her undulations were violent and she was making a lot of noise. She was making it difficult for me to stay inside her. I used my superior strength to hold her down and in place. I fucked her. I used her for the time that my throbbing cock needed to empty my body. I pounded her. I knew that I was hurting her. I didn’t care. The little girl had asked for it. I could feel ashamed of myself later.
I came back to my senses a moment after it was over. I was on my back and Ella was lying on her side facing me. Her head was propped up on an elbow and she was looking into my face with the same impish grin that I had seen before. She had a leg dbangd over me and she was rubbing her wet pussy against my thigh.
She said, “I’m hungry.” After a short pause, she said, “That un-fuckin’ believable quickie only took ten minutes. Do we have time for breakfast?”
I looked at the clock. It was thirteen minutes until eight. I thought, “Forty minutes since I first woke up.” I answered her question, “If we hurry.” I was hungry too.
She kissed my cheek and slid out of bed. She started for the bathroom and then looked back at me. She said, “Give me a few minutes then come wash my back.”
I thought, “Linda has said those very words to me many times.” Another picture of Linda and Jerry came into my mind. This time he was eating her pussy. I wasn’t jealous but I felt a need to be with Linda.
I let my attention come back to Ella. I watched her spritely young body disappear quickly into the bathroom. That, “Un-fuckin’ believable quickie,” that we just shared had used me up. I was amazed at the energy she displayed. I thought, “They are just stronger than we are.”
I lay back and relaxed. I let the after-glow of our, “Un-fuckin’ believable quickie,” envelope me. I lay there in a state of bliss until I heard the water running in the shower. I didn’t want to get up. I continued to lie in bed while I slowly counted backward from ten. Then I did it again. When I reached zero the second time, I forced myself to my feet.
I felt better after our shower. At straight up nine o’clock, we were ready to leave. I left a tip for the housekeeper and we took everything with us. We stopped by the desk and checked out. We walked to the bus station. It was only two and a half blocks but it was in the opposite direction from the hotel where my other room was. We enjoyed the leisurely stroll and talked as we walked.
We took care of business first at the bus station. Ella purchased her ticket and checked her suitcase through to be loaded on the bus. We carried our small bags with us. We walked next door to the attached restaurant. It looked clean and was up-scale from what I had expected. We had a choice of a buffet style breakfast or we could sit and order. The buffet appeared to be more for less, so Ella steered me in that direction. She was frugal even when she had a pocket full of money. The food was good and I ate too much. Ella took longer but she ate more than I did.
We talked. I asked, “What is your plan for when you get home?”
She replied, “My first boyfriend is there. I thought about him after you chewed my ass out last night. He is a strong powerful man. He is working his father’s farm. He will inherit it. He has loved me since we were in the second grade. I have always known that I love him too. He is the one that I should be with.” She paused and said, “He was my first lover. We started having sex when we were fifteen. Neither of us knew what we were doing. Our sex wasn’t very good but it did improve some as time went by. If I can teach him to fuck like you do, I’m going to marry him.”
I chuckled and shook my head at her.
She said, “I mean it. I will sleep with him at night and make as many babies for him as he wants. I will inherit part of my father’s farm and combine it with his. I will use my education to help him prosper. I will have a wonderful life with him just as my mother has with my father.”
I said, “That is a radical change from the plans you had before.”
She looked at me and smiled. She said, “You mean the hooker thing. I just intended for that to be a “wild-oats” thing. It was only supposed to last for a month or so. I just wanted the experience.” After a pause, she whispered, “You are the best of all my wild-oat adventures.”
She continued, “I’ve always known that eventually, I would go home to Jimmy.” She paused and said, “Your spanking made me realize that I was in over my head here and playing in a game where I didn’t understand the rules. I was playing with fire. I think you might have saved my life. I wouldn’t have been able to leave here without the money you gave me.”
I replied, “Well, I won’t take that much credit but I’m very glad that you are going home.”
She moved around the booth and sat beside me. She said, “The other thing your spanking did was make my butt sore.” She giggled and kissed my cheek. She whispered, “My pussy is a bit sore too.” We laughed together on that one.
The time came for me to put her on the bus. On the way there, we passed a little gift shop. We took a minute to go in. I bought a small pillow for her to use on the bus. It had a short poem about memories of love printed on it. I told her it was for her sore butt. She bought a necklace for me. It was a small and inexpensive crystal prism on a stainless steel chain. It would have been appropriate for a ten-year-old girl to wear. Sunlight danced in it and came out split into the colors of a rainbow. Ella didn’t understand the science behind it. She just thought it was magic. It was pretty. I knew I wouldn’t wear it after today but I would keep it forever.
We walked on. She handed me a handwritten note. She said, “This is my father’s name and phone number. The code word there is, “Spitfire.” If you say that word, he will know that it is all right to tell you how to get in touch with me. He will always know.”
I walked her up to the bus. She looked up at me and a tear rolled out of her eye. She asked, “Can I have a good-bye kiss?”
I gathered her into my arms and kissed her. She snuggled into my chest for the last time. She whispered, “I will keep my memory of you in a special place in my heart. If you ever call me, I will come to you, Uncle Luke. No matter what, I will always love you.”
I thought, “Barb’s niece, Peggy, had said those same words to me.” I pictured her in my mind. Then I thought of Sandy. She was my youngest lover. She used those words too. The three of them stood together holding hands. They were smiling at me. They were three beautiful young women that had all deigned to share themselves with me. I thought about how lucky I was.
Ella climbed onto the bus, took a window seat close to the driver and next to an older woman. She had followed my instructions explicitly. She should be safe enough there.
She touched the window with her open hand and I placed my hand on the outside of the glass. We said, “Good-bye.” The sea mist in her eyes condensed into a few tears that trickled down her cheeks. A minute later, the bus pulled out and she was gone.
I watched as long as the bus was still in sight. I didn’t expect to see her again but I knew that I would keep her father’s phone number.
Linda became most important to me. It was after eleven. I knew that she would be in our room by now. I found a phone booth on the street just outside the station. I called our room. She answered and I told her I was on my way. I sensed some anxiety in her voice. She said that she was okay and for me to hurry. I decided I could save a few minutes if I took a cab. I waved at the nearest one on the line and he came to me. Linda and I hung up and ten minutes later, I walked into our room.
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Linda has told the story from here.