How I met and had a fling with a neglected married woman

She broke our kiss and gasped momentarily as I quickly lifted her off the ground and pinned her against the wall. I held her in place with my hips and steadied her with one arm as my free hand wandered underneath her shirt. She began to breathe heavily and moan into my ear as my mouth moved across her neck and my hand found her sensitive breast. Her hands grabbed two handfuls of my hair as I continued kissing and nibbling on the soft flesh of her neck and ears. It was as if I could actually feel her body temperature rising as so much heat began emanating from her. When she moaned into my ear how much she wanted me, I made the executive decision that it was time to remove her clothing.

I grabbed a firm hold of her and walked her over the bed. A playful shriek escaped her lips as I gently tossed her like a toy onto the bed and stared at her as I ripped off my shirt and undid my jeans. She stared right back at me with a look of pure sexual desire as she bit her lip and waited for me. Leaving only my boxers on, I climbed onto the bed and her hand instantly reached for my cock which I playfully slapped away. She feigned shock before quickly realizing it was her clothing I was going to remove next. I tossed her shirt across the room and finally caught a glimpse of her 39 year old body with my own eyes for the first time. She was gorgeous and obviously took excellent care of herself. Her stomach was flat and her narrow waist flared out into some beautifully shaped hips. I pushed her back against the bed and began attacking her flesh with my mouth again. Her hands roamed over my back and shoulders as I kissed my way down her chest and across her torso. By this point, she was undulating her hips off the bed so I figured there was no longer any point in waiting. I slid further down the bed and grabbed the waistband of her pajama bottoms and she, as if perfectly synchronized with me already, lifted her ass off the bed to help me slide them off.

Though she had sent me plenty of sexy photos, she had never taken off her panties. This was the first glance I had ever gotten of her pussy. It was perfectly smooth, as if freshly waxed, and I could smell her feminine pheromones pouring out of her wet pussy. I wrapped both my arms around her legs and began covering her thighs and the soft skin below her panty line in kisses. She was soaking wet and started to breathlessly plead to me. I wanted to tease her, but I was also feeling impatient. I wanted to know what she tasted like. I positioned my tongue at the bottom of her wet slit, flattened it out, and slowly and deliberately dragged it across her pussy and up to her clit. Her thighs clamped around my head as my warm tongue took a second and third pass across her clit. She was gripping the sheets and taking long, drawn out deep breaths. My lips locked around her clit as I started to gently suck it into my mouth. My tongue flicked across that sensitive little nub every few seconds. By this time, her hips were coming off the bed, but I used the grip of my arms around her legs to keep my mouth firmly planted on her clit. I wanted this woman to cum her fucking brains out.

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