“Oh god,” I moaned as I felt her squeezing my cock with her pussy. “Yes.” I grunt as she bucks against me, finding a rhythm to drive me more deeply into her than I have ever been inside a woman. “I want you more than I want her. I want you more than anything.” her moans turn to a slight chuckle as she arches her back, hands caressing her hard nipples as she looks me in the eye.
“You know what I want.” Tracy purrs as I feel her starting to tense around me, her climax building. I feel her legs wrap tight around me as she grinds against me, my cock fully inside her. Her hands circle my back, pulling herself entirely off the bed, her mouth firmly planted against mine as she kisses me.
“I want the same thing” I growl as soon as her mouth leaves mine, feeling my own orgasm build. Tracy’s mouth finds mine again as her eyes start to lose focus. I feel her clench tight around my cock, waves of pressure running down the length of my cock. I can feel the wetness of her increase against me and the pleasure is too much. I groaned and lowered Tracy back to the bed as wave after wave of hot cum blasted from my cock deep inside her. My legs shook as she kept her legs wrapped around me, holding my cock in her as my orgasm pulses again and again, lasting for a seeming eternity before finally I am spent, every drop of my cum buried deep in her tight, wet pussy.
With a laugh Tracy released me, relaxing down on the bed as she let me slip my wet cock out of her dripping pussy. Looking down at her face, the dreamlike quality of orgasmic afterglow softening her features as I look her over. Her hands clutch the sheets as she slowly opens her eyes to look at me. “Wow,” she manages. “You are amazing.” every movement she makes sets my mind aflame with memories of what we just did. Flashes of my wife in the place she occupies blur in my mind as guilt about breaking my vows starts to rise in my post-orgasmic clarity.
“I can’t believe I did this” I heard myself saying as a cold feeling started to spread, quenching the lust and desire I had felt moments before.
“What, fucked a stranger in your marital bed?” Tracy winked at me as her hands found her pussy, playing with it lightly as my cum started to leak out “And filled her with cum, I might add.” A look of regret must have crossed my face at her words, because she stopped and sat. “It’s just fun,” the teasing edge gone from her voice, the vixen gone, replaced again with her gentle, quiet demeanour. “Like I said, this doesn’t have to mean anything beyond tonight” she looked down at the mess we made of the bed, “Well, and maybe some cleaning. I have had an incredible night, and I know that you have too. Really, sex is not any different to anything else we do for fun, people just get hung up on it.”
Her calm voice and rationality dulled the guilt “You are incredible, you know that Tracy?” I say, smiling at her. Her sparkling return smile dulls it further as I reach a hand to her. “I think maybe you could use a shower after that.” Tracy laughed and agreed, climbing to her feet and heading towards the ensuite. I sat on the corner of the bed, looking over at the rumpled sheets, my face creasing as I considered what I’d just done, conflict between enjoyment and guilt running through my mind as I could hear the hot water running over Tracy’s body.