An Affair with Gwen

"Now suck my cock," he said after I had gently massaged it with my long fingers. Looking up at him with my warm brown eyes, I swept back my chestnut hair and slid my tongue across the very tip of his rigid cock. The precum streamed from my tongue as I cupped his large balls in my hand. When I tickled them with my long nails, he would go crazy with desire.

I began kissing his shaft before sliding his cock into my mouth. His dick was so thick and so long. I loved feeling it sliding in and out of my mouth as I continued to work what I couldn't fit in my mouth with my hands. I made sure my long soft hair would cascade down around my face and caress his sensitive inner thighs as my head bobbed up and down.

"Oh, darling, oh Gwen, your mouth feels so good. I want you to suck down my cum…."

I loved it when he talked to me during sex. "Yes, baby, yes, let me eat your cum, please, let me eat it."

It wasn't long before he grunted and groaned, shooting his cum down my throat, almost choking me with the first thick milky blast, but I bore down and drained his cock of all it could give me.

"Gwen, god, I wish my wife would suck cock like you do." It was an insensitive comment on his part, but also showed who he really wanted to be with.

"Why," I asked, "so you wouldn't have any reason to come visit me?"

"That isn't it at all. I just feel guilty, being so addicted to you, to your mouth, your body."

I did have a beautiful body. I was 5'9" 130 pounds 36c tits, long brown hair, big brown eyes, and full pouty lips that would make Julia Roberts jealous. I knew I was hot.

"You should never feel guilty about wanting something that is so good to you," I said through a devilish smile as I grabbed one of his nipples with my fingers and gave a friendly tweak.

When we first got together, it was after a work party. He had stayed late to work, I stayed late to party. We ended up talking, and then fucking after I gave him a sample of exactly how good I could give head. He began talking about leaving his wife for me. I put an end to that right away. I wasn't looking for a husband and if I wanted a boyfriend, I certainly wouldn't have gotten involved with a married man. I wanted the attentiveness of a lover without all the other hang-ups.

"You are good to me, Gwen, so very good." He stroked my hair with his strong hands and pulled me down to his warm chest. My hand instinctively went to his crotch and began caressing his now spent penis.

My long finger nails dragging over the top of it, through his thick dark pubic hair back to the tip. My other hand began to slowly play with my very swollen clit and lips. I loved feeling the moistness seep out of my vagina. I loved the sound it would make when my finger would dip in and out of the wet hole. I kept my pubic hair well trimmed. He always wanted me to shave it all off, but I liked having the little strip, I liked the feel of my fingers, or his, running through the short hair.

"Yes, I am good to you. And now you can be good to me," I said as my fingers brought rigidity back to he thick muscle.

"Mmmm, how do you want it?"

"You know," I said coyly.

He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom and a bottle of Wet. I rolled over to my belly and lifted my hips, sliding a pillow beneath me. His cold finger touched my anus, making it instinctively pucker. "Your supposed to warm it up a bit, first," I admonished as his finger made its first probe inside me.

I immediately melted. My clit throbbed with excitement as the finger entered me all the way. I could feel him squirting a bit more lube on my asshole as he worked his finger in and out of me. I was quivering with anticipation. I wanted more.

"More!"

He pulled out his finger and I could feel the tip of his rigid cock against my ass cheeks. My fingers found my clit and began quickly rubbing back and forth as he made his first push. I could hear him moan as my tight ass clamped on his cock. I was being delightfully stretched wide open. His cock slowly plunged deeper and deeper inside me until I could feel his pubic hair tickling my ass.

"Yessss," I hissed as he began to pump in and out. My fingers still flying across my clit. I could feel my orgasm building, my ass tightening and loosening uncontrollably around his firm member. From his sounds I knew he wouldn't last much longer. I silently prayed he could give me another minute. My cunt began to spasm uncontrollably as he pumped my ass harder and faster. His hot cum splashed inside me as I panted, trying to catch my breath.

"God, I love your ass, Gwen."

"And I love your cock."

He fell to the side of me, his face red from effort, his cock now flaccid and content looking. He had a beautiful sheen of sweat on his chest. As he drifted off to sleep, I casually played with his nipples, thinking about the moment he wakes up.