My confidence flies away as Max opens the door for me. Ironically, until now, I thought I had my feet firmly planted. The sight of his nonchalant handsome face makes me even more confused and causes me to question the whole situation. While he could likely smitten any woman within a few blocks, he invites me, a married woman past her prime with emotions running loose as a wild horse.
He motions me in like he would invite a poker buddy for a Saturday gambit session. With folded arms, I slowly walk into the room, hoping to retain some dignity and cover my true intentions. The apartment's size strikes me immediately as I look around. It must be more spacious than the house Richard and I live in, which is not small by any suburban standard.
"Make yourself comfortable" he announces with an amusing tinge to his tone.
Wood and concrete make up the majority of the interior decor on walls and floors. The interior is tastefully blended, giving off the feeling of a deep forest cabin and modernity at the same time, a hard task to accomplish. A load bearing wall sits in the center of the unit, with two openings on either side. In the middle sits a contemporary fireplace which is highlighted with gleams of neon colors.
A leather couch faces the wall and I notice a book partially open with the author that is not hitting any bells right now. Several other novels are scattered around the floor. Some photo albums made their way on the coffee table as well as the wine glass. The penthouse is clean, Max probably has a cleaning lady, but there is a slight artistic disorder here. Clothes left on furniture, discs scattered about, and electronic gadgets. I barely have time to scan it all when Max pulls me closer and kisses me greedily.
"I've been waiting for this," he mutters softly, narrowing his eyes at me.
Apparently, my apprehension is turning him on even more.
We kiss for a long time, standing in the middle of a huge living room. Song by Nico Muhly oozes from speakers built into the wall. I feel my arousal building. How is it that I get so wet just by kissing this guy? This lack of control scares me a bit. I have never reacted this way to a simple kiss before. Certainly not with Richard.
Finally Max swiftly takes me in his arms, carries me to the sleeping area and lays me down on the huge bed.
In front of it is a wall of mirrors separated by diagonal muntins. My courage completely evaporates when I see my reflection. I start to tremble when Max undresses me. The dress lands on the floor first, then black tights follow a moment later. A cheeky smile comes across his lips as he waits for my reaction. He kisses every inch of my exposed skin.
My cheeks flush as my excitement mixes with unease. I realize I'm cheating on my husband. That was something I promised to never do. That I would be able to resist this temptation, hold back my thirst. In the event that it becomes too strong and overwhelming, I will leave so as not to harm anyone. Meanwhile, a stranger is taking my swollen breasts in his hands and plays with my nipples.
The moment he removed his shirt, I was struck by how different his body was from Richard's. This novelty, this change paralyzes me. I can still run away, nothing connects us yet.
Yet I remain. I let him run his tongue around the hardened nipples, taking them in my mouth and sucking. I arch my back as this electric sensation goes down to my vagina.
Max reads this cue perfectly. His lips inch down my stomach until they reach my mound and lower. The occasional glance at me is all he gives me. As if a boy was being mischievous and awaiting punishment for his folly. When he realizes he's got a free pass, he smiles and goes to work. I can feel him delicately nibbling at my labia just for fun.
"Ohh.." I gasp at the contact.
He starts from the bottom, parting my inner lips and then nudges them from the sides. My breathing intensifies.
"Ughh.. Ohh!"
With the flat of his tongue he goes slowly upwards, collecting all the
secretion my arousal has produced.
"Ohh.. uhh.. ughh", I whimper.
He continues this ministration, circling my hole and brushing my inner lips along the way. It's insanely nice. They should teach this at some courses for men. Sensing that I have somewhat stabilized my breathing Max decides to up the ante, and goes for my clitoris. With the tip of his tongue he teases the bud.
"Ohh my gawd.. arghhh" I yelp.
I feel warmth, electricity, piercing bliss. I climax after a dozen seconds, and tremble, but Max doesn't let go. He continues to caress my pussy with his lips. The next orgasm that follows is even stronger.
"Ohh please!!..grrrr!" I shriek and flex in ecstasy.
On my way to this apartment I was expecting a restrained sexual encounter to bury my frustration with Richard. I promised myself I wouldn't do certain things with Max, that I wouldn't even want to do them. That self-inflicted repression is almost gone. A demon that I have never known has entered me.
Being brazen, I unbutton Max's pants, looking him straight in the eyes as he did to me. The size of the bulge under his boxer shocks me. What's he got there? Some kind of a monster? Curious, I slide the rubber band down and a giant penis protrudes in front of my face. It stands at attention ready for action like an eager teenager, with a head so large that it baffles me.
"Is that supposed to fit inside me?" I ask, embarrassed.
My insolence is being ignored quickly. Max laughs, still looking down at me expectantly. With one hand, I grab the shaft and begin licking its head. I can
barely fit it in my mouth, but I keep trying. I want this, I want to make Max feel good even at the cost of flexing my jaw in an unconventional way. My body is ridden by an animalistic surge. Part of me sees this as retribution for my falling out with Richard. On the other hand, I feel like I have earned this, as a reward for my hard work
.
"That feels amazing".
My heart flutters even more as Max whispers, "You are wonderful!".
I lick him more and more greedily, but he suddenly takes my hands and pulls me to him.
"If you don't stop, I'll be done right away," he threatens.
Then he puts me on the pillows. I clench my hands around them only to have him slip one of them underneath my buttocks and dive again between my thighs. The reason is clear to me. He wants me wet and ready for whatever he has in store for me next. His penis is placed at the entrance to my slit as he kneels in front of me. Max grabs his shaft and rubs his head against it. It is so exciting that I could have cum again without him going in.
"Fuck me.. Oh please fuck me", I plea without remorse.
As if on command, Max thrusts slowly into me. I feel it bulging inside me. The pain, although tolerable, is very stimulating. The size of his penis makes the sensation incredibly intense. Never in my life have I felt so full. Max is thrusting faster and I am getting wetter. We start to work the rhythm in tandem. He is deliberately pulling almost all the way out and then pushes in, his testicles swing inwards and hit my butt.
His cock is reaching places that have never been explored before. There is no point in fighting the bliss that flows over me. At the same time, he teases my clitoris with his thumb. I dug my nails into his skin, gripping his shoulders tightly, as if I'm about to fall into the abyss and only he can stop me.
Max turns to me when I stop trembling. I'm lying on my stomach now and he showers me with kisses. Oddly enough, his sensual touch with his lips is so much different from the carnal fucking a moment ago. He kisses me all over my body until he reaches my buttocks and bites on the flesh. I yelp in surprise, then he spreads them open and sticks his tongue inside, greeting my pucker hole.
"My goodness.. please" I moan. I don't know what we do next because I feel like I'm out of touch with reality. We fuck from behind, classic again, then I sit on him, ride his huge dick and cum again. I can sense Max's excitement as he looks at me. This is insane. I have never experienced anything like this in my life.
"I'm getting close," Max whispers in my ear.
"I think I had six orgasms... Didn't you notice?"
He quickly puts me on my back, grabs me from underneath my buttocks, and pulls me closer to him. He keeps staring at me as orgasmic contractions jolt him too. Then he drops onto his back next to me.
"I'm glad to see you," he blurts out, a little embarrassed about the timing.
