Her name was Emily.
So, a few months back I started a chat with a chick in response to an email she had sent. After a few replies back and forth, I sent her a dick pic.
If you read my first story, I explained that I have a big cock that the ladies seem to enjoy. I also like married women. Married women with big tits are always a plus, but not a deal-breaker. My cock is a nice, thick, cock. I am uncircumcised, but in the pic I sent, I was fully erect and the head was exposed. The kind of cock a woman doesn't experience every day. The kind of cock they imagine themselves licking, sucking, and fucking.
She was married, we established that through the emails, and she had big tits. At least the chick in the picture she sent did, laying on her back with her big tits spilling out of a spaghetti strap tank top. I was hoping it was her.
She told me that she didn't give out her location, she wouldn't give me her phone number for phone sex chat. That was before she got the picture of my dick.
"Impressive," was her one-word reply.
As we continued our email flirtation, I told her that her tits were beautiful. I think I may have resorted to my somewhat standard line, "You've got great tits."
She thanked me for the "compliment," but made the comment that "A big cock isn't all it takes." She went on to assure me that I wouldn't last long, that her attention to my cock and balls would have me moaning and coming very quickly.
"Challenge accepted," was my reply.
We kept chatting on a regular basis, I pressed hard to meet up. I was persistent with my requests, oftentimes sending her erotic gifs from the internet.
I think my boldness was working because her replies became more explicit and erotic.
Finally, she relented and gave me her address and we set a date for a day a couple of weeks in the future. I assumed that it had to be during the day to make sure her husband would be at work. Did I mention I love fucking married women? Something about sliding into a pussy that belongs to another guy and having my big cock eagerly received.
On the day we had planned, I was in the car early. Her place was over an hour away from my place, so I figured my travel time so I would get to her place around 10. She only knew me by the name on my emails, so it was going to be pretty close to anonymous sex. Who knows, maybe her name wasn't Emily. But who cares, getting to fuck her was enough to undertake the journey. If those are her tits in the pic she sent me, it would be worth the trip.
Her plan was for me to drive through the neighborhood at around 10 to make sure her husband's car wasn't in the driveway. When I is sure it was OK, I was to call the number she gave me and let it ring only twice.
My plan was, as I had told her in my emails that I was "going to fuck you on the bed you share with your husband."
Had I known what I was going to encounter, I would have made an effort to get there early. As if was I was running about 10 minutes late.
So, down the street, past several really nice large homes. I see the address on the left and slow down. Driveway empty, house looks quiet, so I drive to the end of the block and circle back. I stop the car and find my cell. Number dialed. It connects and rings once, twice and I hang up.
God, I am so fucking horny. It has been a few months since I fucked a married woman. I know a lot of you guys know what I mean, married pussy is the best. No commitment, no need for small talk or continued interactions. We are both there for the pleasure we will give and receive.
My heart pounds with excitement as I drive back to the house and turn into the driveway.
Slowly I get out of my car and approach the side door. It is unlocked and I quickly find myself inside a gorgeous kitchen. I make my way through the house and find a very sexy bra and thong at the bottom of the stairway leading to the second floor. I pick up the bra. Sheer and sexy. I look for the tag on the bra. 34DD! Fucking Winning. This chick has big tits!
I slowly climb the stairs and down the hallway, I see a slightly opened door. The lights are on inside the room.
I enter the room without saying a word. There she is, a brunette, medium height, slim, with a sheet draped around herself kneeling on the bed.
In the silence, I can hear the rapid beating of her heart. She is as excited as I am.
I look at her and smiled. I then turn and closed the door behind me. I moved to the foot of the bed and reached out and grasped the bottom of the loose sheet. Quickly I pulled the sheet out of her grasp.
She was nude kneeling on her husband's bed. My smile broadens and I nod to indicate that I like what I see. No words are spoken as I take in the sight of her body, roving over her face, down to her full breasts, and continuing on down to her pussy.
The way she was kneeling I couldn't see her cunt, but I also couldn't see any pubic hair, so she either grooms it or shaves it completely. I love the look and feel of a shaved pussy.
I feel my cock start to thicken as I imagine what kind of fuck this married lady might be.
I walked close to the edge of the bed, my gaze is constantly on her face, and she looked directly back at me. As I near the edge of the bed I extend my hand to help her off the bed. No words are spoken because we both know we are here for the pleasure and excitement of sex.
She takes my hand to aid her in getting off the bed. She slowly steps off the bed and I pull her to me and kiss her deeply. The kiss was hot, passionate, and arousing for us both. My hands pull her body to me. I slowly caress her back and ass as we continue our embrace and kiss passionately. She pushes her full breasts against my body as she eagerly returns my kiss.
Surprisingly, she ground her cunt against the bulge in my pants. It was as if she was out of control with lust and was only thinking about pleasuring me and herself.
She broke away from our passionate kiss and stepped back. She looked me in the eyes and smiled as she reached for my belt. She unhooked my belt and tugged at the button on my pants until it released.
She slowly unzipped the fly of my pants and they slid to the floor. Quickly, she put her hands on the waistband of my briefs and slid them slowly down until my cock sprung free.
She let out a gasp as she got a look at my cock for the first time. I took the gasp as a sign she liked what she saw.