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

My right arm released her leg, and I brought my hand up under my chin so I could a sink a finger into her soaking wet pussy while my mouth continued to assault her clit. She was so well lubricated, it slid in with ease. My finger immediately set to explore the inside of her deliciously tight pussy. When her moans became a shriek, I realized the pad of my finger had found that sensitive bundle of nerves on the roof of her pussy. I had her exactly where I wanted her now. She was going to be a mumbling, post-orgasmic mess by the time this night was over.

Her first orgasm hit her like an electric shock. Her entire body went stiff, her breathing stopped completely for a few brief moments and I could feel the muscles in her vaginal walls clenching even tighter on my finger before the dam broke loose. Seconds later, she was gasping for air and seemingly trying to rip the hair out of my head with one hand while dragging her nails across my shoulder with the other. Her pussy started gushing with her juices, and I had to hold onto her leg with left arm with everything I had as her hips bucked wildly off the bed. I doubled my efforts, darting my tongue across her clit faster, swirling my finger across her G-stop with a quicker rhythm until she hit sensory overload, and began shoving my head away from sensitive pussy.

She crawled away from me slightly and rolled onto her side, clutching a pillow while desperately trying to catch her breath. I looked over at myself in the mirror across the room and beamed with satisfaction at the mess of girl cum that was soaking my face and beard. I got up to retrieve a small towel from the bathroom and to clean my face up before returning to the bed. Kay’s entire body was flush but her breathing had begun to return to normal. She rolled over to face me and looked at me with heavy lidded eyes that were completely glazed over. She reached out her hand for me, the international body language sign for “Come here” as I joined her on the bed. She took the towel and wiped up the remainder of the gooey mess left between her thighs as she began to giggle almost hysterically. I pulled her into my arms and kissed the side of her face. She let out one last deep gasp as her giggling subsided and turned to look me in the eyes and flash a devilish grin. Her hand had found my very erect dick.

We began to kiss again as she stroked my dick through my boxers, but as she started to kiss me more aggressively, her hand moved underneath my waistband and she gripped me firmly. It was her turn to push me back onto the bed this time and remove my underwear. She grabbed my length with both of her hands and slowly stroked my shaft while her mouth went to work worshipping the engorged head of my cock. It was a funny time to remember a text conversation we had had a few weeks ago after she finally solicited me for a dick pic and I obliged. Kay had admitted she had slept with two guys in high school and two guys in college, one of whom was her current husband. She had confided in me after seeing the picture that she had exclaimed to herself because she had never a cock the size of mine before. Now, I’d watched enough porn in my life to know that I’ve got nothing on some of the pros, but since I was only the fifth guy Kay had ever been with, my ego inflated immensely knowing that the seven inch dick in her mouth was the biggest one she had ever given a blowjob to.

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