I reached YCK stadium at 10.30 am on that saturday morning to see a reved up Karen smashing ball after ball across the tennis court towards her opponent. She’s wearing a white nike cap and a polo T. I would have prefered a white mini skirt too to complete the tennis attire but that is not the case. She had on a pair of black shorts.
I sat a distance away and observed the match.
The sun is glaring and i’m surprise she can see where the ball is , my guess is she would have an easier time finding my balls in a nice enclosed environment.
Her match ended at 10.50 and she waved a goodbye to her partner. Grabbing her bag and her bottle, she squeezed a generous amount of water onto her face before drinking it. The squirts of liquid onto her neck and chin gave me ideas that still only exists in my fantasy.
I stood up and i saw her smile at me. Her facial expression seemed neutral. I could not detect any hint of a quarrel. If she was upset or was confronted by Pete last night, she did not show it.
Karen : Hey.
Gary : Morning.
Karen : Hungry ?
Gary :Of course…
I pointed to the paper bag of macdonald breakfast i got from a drive-through nearby.
Karen : Wow. What did you get ?
Gary : Food ?
Karen : Nice, we’re supposed to go eat together remember ? Why the takeaway.
Gary : When you said to meet here, my guess you’ll be having a game. Just thought you might get hungry early.
She gave my bum a little smack with her racket as we stroll towards the stadium.
Settling ourselves on the highest seat, we sat down on the concrete to have our breakfast.
As the morning sun rose higher, most of the joggers left the stadium, leaving a handful of people doing their own stuff a distance away.
After eating, Karen leaned against me.
Karen : I’m asked you here today for a reason …. we need to talk.
My heart rate started to go up. This is it.
Gary : about ?
Karen : about what happened…
Gary : What happened ?
My mind bordered between talking to her about our incident in Thailand and her current situation with her husband. Did he confront her last night?
Karen : don’t play dumb Gary, we’re too matured for that. I just want to say what happened in thailand was a mistake.
Karen : I want to let whatever happens in thailand, stay in thailand.
I was a little lost for words but i let her continue.
Karen : This is .. just wrong.
There was a moment of silence before i replied.
Gary : I know… but whatever we did at that point of time felt right.
Karen did not offer a reply.
Sitting closer to her, My left hand went around her shoulders and brought her closer. Instead of leaning against me, Karen turned and stood up, stretching herself, giving me a long good look at her toned legs.
After what seemed like 15 minutes of non-communication, we got up and walk towards her car.
Something is wrong somewhere, this wasn’t the kind of morning I expected.
As we approached her car, my heart started to beat faster thumping against my ribcage.
Letting her bag drop near her boot, Karen turned towards me.
Karen : Gary , we should… keep our distance. Sorry.
She gave me a long hug, pressing her firm breast onto my body and I closed my eyes, taking in the smell of her dried perspiration which left behind small sandy crystal of salt on her skin.
I watched the Nissan March pull away from the carpark.
I was not unhappy , rather I was unsatisfied, returning home, I saw my wife drenched in sweat as she walked in from the balcony of our bedroom.
Sara kept in shape too, doing the occasional half marathon. Her FBT shorts is wet and plastered to the side of her thighs. Her hair in a pony tail as she looked at me from the corner of her as she drank up from a bottle .
Sara : You went back to office ?
Gary : yeap.
I looked at her exposed abs, streak with droplets of sweat. Her sports bra, a little uneven and out of shape, she must have had one hell of a workout that morning.
I made my move towards Sara, it’s been a while since I had her.
Cupping my hand behind her butt, I brought her close to me and we kissed. Her sweat reminded me of Karen when we hugged.
I caressed her breast as we kissed in our room.
Sliding my fingers down to her privates, I could not tell if she was wet from her jog or she was feeling horny as well. Her lovehole seemed to be well lubricated.
It seems depriving her of sex for a couple of weeks did wonders to her sex drive.
Stripping my pants, I brought aside her shorts as she backstepped to my study table.
Opening her up, I looked down, trying to find my way into her abyss.
Lifting my chin up immediately, Sara kissed me passionately as she guided me into her.
The familiar warmth, the soothing wetness, and the security of my wife’s vagina.
There is no place like home.
Pete – September 2011
I woke up with a shocked as I felt the warmth of the sun on my face that morning.
Sara was lying on my chest as I scrambled for my phone.
Damm, it’s already 11am. I’m so screwed, being late for work I can fob up some excuses, Gary is not around anyway, but the thought of Gary arriving home any moment is enough to make my balls shrink.
I tried to lift Sara off me but when she saw me awake, she clamoured onto me, turning her body around.
Pete : Sara, get up, quick. It’s 11 already.. Gary is going to be back anytime soon.
I did not get a reply but I felt her cupping her mouth onto my rapidly erecting manhood. Her pelvis, at the same time gyrate towards my face.
Pete : Sara, not enough time. Please get up.
I tried to push her off but her thighs and knees clamped my head tight as she straightened up , lowering herself to my mouth.
I could see the glistening love hole I was pounding on till wee hours in the morning is ready for another servicing.
Sara : Quick Pete, let me go one more time… before Gary gets back.
I knew I can’t reject her as I felt the first drop of her love juice hit me on my nose, the second dripped on my lip as I opened my mouth.
I felt her hand encompass my dick as she started to stroke me while I give her a cat bath on her privates.
As each moment pass, I felt more nervous that we would be caught in the act. Sara must know what time Gary’s flight is arriving, she would not take such a risk herself.
I felt a sense of relieve when I heard Sara suck in that erotic gasp of air and in intensified my tongue job on her.
The next instance, her entire vagina pressed down uncomfortably on my mouth as she rubbed and moaned her way to climax, oblivious to the distress she is causing to my lips and nose.
Releasing me from her death grasp of her thighs, she turned and collapsed onto the bed while I scrambled around the room, picking up my clothes.
I went in for a quick shower, right when I was about to be done, Sara joined me in the shower.
I got dressed and left Sara place immediately after I dried myself.
My watch read 12.05pm.
I got onto a cab and reached home right when I saw Sara’s message at 12.25.
Sara sms : Have a great day at work : ) , I’m going for spa. Called in sick today.
Changing out of my clothes when I got home, I rushed down to office and walked in when most of the staff were out for lunch .
My face must be looking visibly pale when Gary entered the office 40 minutes after me.
He had a short meeting with me to bring him up to date with the work before asking me to take care and leave home early for a rest as I looked exhausted.
In my mind I was thinking how could I not be when his wife totally drained me of all my energy, and she still seem so energized.
I left Gary’s office to continue my work.
My heart was filled with guilt, so much guilt that I wanted to puke.
Friday came and Sara’s sms got a little more frequent.
She demanded to know what I was doing, am I thinking of her. She asked for hourly updates of where Gary is, will he be out ? , is he in ?
I am started to get a little freaked out by Sara.
Somehow, as if I’m in a trance, I smsed Sara at 7pm when I saw Gary heading out of the office.
My wife is going back to her mum’s place in little india that evening, will prob be back late. I felt the stir in my pants and the butterflies in my stomach, guilt at the same time flooded my mind.
Still, I gave in to the little head when I hit the sent button.
Pete sms : Gary left office .
Sara sms : Sweet. I bought you desserts. Coming over now.
I did not know what i was doing anymore.
The office was empty except for me and i buzz Sara to come up. I felt that i am getting bolder. Afterall, she can say she’s here for Gary anyway.
Sara bought me a serving of Cheng-Ting and we shared it at my desk. We chatted casually and she used the bathroom and explored Gary’s desk.
8.30pm.
Sara and i got frisker as our hands started wandering all over each other.
Seeing her in that black tube dress after she removed her outer jacket got me excited. To my surprise, she lowered herself to her knees and went under my desk. Her hand reached for the lever beneath my chair and got me lowered to the ideal height.
Sara : Send my husband a mail while i suck you Pete.
I felt my penis bursting through my pants.
The zip went down and i heard the ‘ding’ of the lift when i felt the warmth of Sara’s lips slide down my dick
I dare not move.
I dare not breath.
The bobbing motion of her head continued as i watch Gary enter the office and went straight to his room.
I’m fucked.
The gravity of my predicament slowly sank in on me.
Looking at Sara, i mouthed a ‘Gary is back’ to her and her expression changed to one of horror.
She swallowed a mouthful of saliva and i felt the gentle sucking of her mouth.
I was so worried i might pee in her mouth.
Sliding my chair further in, i gave Sara lesser space and she opened wider to accomadte my penis deeper into her.
Still keeping my dick in her mouth, Sara, removed her heels and put it behind a pile of documents. Although i’m scared, it feel safe and warm inside her mouth as i unknowingly thrusted a little as my left hand reached for the hair.
I am feeling somethign different.
Something bordering the line of fear and excitement.
I was so afraid that my heart was thumping, yet at the same time i was so excited that my dick is throbbing.
Sara tried to raise her head but there wasn;t enough space under the table.
She could only keep very still, swallowing her saliva occasionally as we bidded our time.
I was about to cum, the thought of my boss’s wife kneeling and sucking my dick under my table when he is less than 25m away in his office is going to give me an heart attack.
When i saw him appear at the door, i almost fainted in a mix of excitement and fear.
Drops of sweat peppered my face and my shirt started to get drenched.
Gary spoked as he switched off his room lights.
Gary: hey Pete, enough, it’s Friday.mi give you a lift back.
Pete : it’s ok, no need I can still grab the train .
Gary : it’s ok, we can chat along the way.
Pete : erm ok. Gimme a few minutes, I need the bathroom .
Gary : sure, I’ll be at the lobby.
As the lift left the lobby, i felt a sense of relieve wash over me as i slid out from under my desk as Sara half crawled out. A long drool of saliva left her lush lips, finding it’s way onto the carpet as she massaged her jaw.
Sara : almost got a cramp Pete.
She popped her head up to make sure Gary is away before taking my dick into her mouth again.
Pete : Sara, stop, i need to go down , Gary is waiting.
She ignored me but instead began to suck me harder, longer.
Knowing that the office is now empty, Sara let herself go with sounds of her uphm, and phmm and ohmm with the occasional pop.
I held on to her hair as i sat on the chair. Then like a turtle withdrewing his head into it’s shell, i felt my shoulders rise up and my neck lowering down as my mouth gasped open.
I shook with a jerk and Sara’s hand reached for my nipple, flicking and playing with it.
I begged for her to stop but Sara sucked me dry, rimming the circumference of my dick head. Swallowing every drop, she held on to me for support before sitting down on my lap and gave me a kiss.
With much difficulty , i got sara off me as i rushed to the bathroom to do a quick washup and wipe dry my sweat.
I saw Sara sitting at my desk, wearing her heels and giving me a smile.
I waved a quick goodbye before running down to meet Gary.
rushing out of the lobby, i jumped straight into Gary’s car .
Gary :woah. No rush man.
Pete : er, not nice to let you wait mah.
I told Gary my address and we chatted on the way to my place.
We sort of ran out of topic as we turned into my block. Afterall, how much do you haev to talk to your boss about.
Just as we neared my wife’s car, i thought i’ll just bring up another conversation since Gary was asking about my driving license.
Pete: there, my wife’s car. She went back to her mum’s place near little India. She never drives there on Friday night.
Gary : nice. I always liked this car. How’s the interior? Is it comfortable ? Was thinking of buying one for my wife.
Pete : huh ? Oh. Erm , not bad. Quite cozy.
Gary: do you think I can see the interior,? Maybe sit in it and try out or something ?
I thought about it for a moment before i retrieved the spare key in my bag.
I took out some stuff from the trunk that my wife asked me to and let Gary try out the car.
I was about to ask him if he would like to take it for a spin when i saw the condom wrapper on the floor.
My heart skipped a beat.
When the passenger seat went backwards, the used condom sent my heart sprialling down the drain.
Gary was obviously embarassed about that and he bade a hasty goodbye.
I waved absent mindedly at him as he left.
I stared blankly into space.
I was so worried.
I did not know what to think.
I made pretty sure i cleaned up the car properly and sara told me she did not see anything left behind after the session in my wife’s car. We played with a few vibrators that’s all
As i lift up the condom with a tissue, i saw that it’s filled.
I settled down onto the grass patch and buried my hands in my face.
I never used a condom with Sara, and it’s been months since i had sex with my wife in her car.
I did not dare to mention a word of it to my wife that evening.
I did not know how to begin too.
She told me she’s going to play tennis the next morning with her friends and i nodded. We chatted a little about my in-laws before we fell asleep.
I followed her the next morning to her tennis game. Settling down into a corner by the trees, i just watched her.
The sun is getting hot and i regreted not bringing along some water and a cap. I was about to give up and walk off when i saw Gary arrive with a bag of macdonald in his hands.
He gave my wife a waved and sat down to watch.
Taking in the scene, i called sara.
I told her i’m going over. We need to talk.
I was feeling a mix of disappointment and anger as the cab went towards Sara’s place.
As i pulled out my wallet for the fare, i saw Sara stretching and doing some cooldown after her jog.
Walking towards her , she took a look around the neighbourhood and unplug her headphones, rolling them over her iphone.
Sara : Hey .
I did not reply but instead led her by her hand up to her place on the 2nd floor.
Sara : Pete ? what’s going on ?
Something must have came over me as i did not bother to explain what i saw, what i suspected, what i think muct have happened.
My blood was boiling and i can only think of one think.
You fuck my wife, , i fuck yours.
I took Sara’s phone and threw it onto the sofa.
Cupping my hands around her sweat drenched fbts, i pulled her closer to me as she gave a yelp.
Sara : Pete, are you ?
Before she could finish, i pushed my mouth roughly onto hers, stretching my tongue into her mouth, licking her furiously like a dying fish gasping for breath.
Pushing me back, Sara tried to speak but i went for her again.
I grab her by her sports bra and try to pulled it off her but she resisted, trying to push me back. Turning her around to her back , i pushed her down onto the dining table as i unbuckle my pants.
I pressed down on Sara’s neck, holding her in place as her struggles slowly died down.
My erection is already throbbing as i looked at her body glistening with perspiration, she only had her sports bra on when she ran and the her legs look taught and firm as i pushed aside the bottom of her fbts.
Sara : Are you ok pete ?
I eased myself in slowly and i could feel Sara’s warm and moist vagina slowly enveloing my manhood.
Pushing my way into her , Sara’s hand reached back to me, I grabbed both wrist with my right hand and angled it to the right a little, My left hand cupped around the base of her right cheek leading down to her chin. Sara’s mouth gasped for air as i withdrew and plunge into her on that hardwood dining table.
The crease on her eyebrow deepened as she started to get in the mood.
I was feeling so mad when i look at her face.
Gary has got such a wonderful wife, so fuckable, why did he have to go near my Karen.
I pulled Sara up from the table and i led her over to the balcony.
Sara : Pete , no, the neighbours…
I ignored her complains as i made her bend over again before entering her wet love hole. Sara’s vagina felt smooth, her interiors almost always wet and slimy with a good layer of mucus. How could Gary not be satisfied with a wife like her.
even with her hands on the railing, Sara’s head dipped as low as she could below the parapet as she stifled her moans.
I felt a surge of energy and anger as i continued pumping her.
Grabbing her by the waist, i sat on the sofa as i positioned Sara on top of me.
Pete : Ride me. Ride me hard.
I could see she was panting a little, after a long run and now having to please me, she sure has a stamina most women would be envious of.
I felt her hands on my shoulders as she tried to move, but i was unsatisfied, i moved in tandem with her and in a matter of seconds, i was pumping her upwards and Sara could only moan and hang on to me.
Feeling the need to change position again, I carried Sara up and went into her room. Her bed.
I dropped her onto the bed like a rag doll.
She didn;t even had the opportunity to take off her shoes.
I grabbed both her ankles, kissing her shin and licking my way down to her short ankle socks, i savoured every drop of her sweat.
Spreading her apart, i parted her shorts and i entered her again.
The room was filled with Sara’s cries of pleasure and once again i looked at the potrait of Gary hanging above the bed.
I no longer felt any guilt, i felt a sense of triumph.
The sensation i was familiar with since i’m 13 started creeping and gripping around the base of my penis.
My hand hold of Sara’s ankles gave way as i collasped onto her wet body and i emptied my load into her.
I still felt angry but somehow the image of a petrol guage appeared in my mind and i saw the indicator go from E to F, albeit it’s Sara’s vagina that i’m filling up.
We were quiet for a moment as Sara carassed my hair.
Sara : Pete , we need to talk.
I was about to tell her i want to say the same thing when i her the loud unmistakable beep of Gary’s car.
Both our eyes widen in horror as we scrambled to get up.
We made it to the living room to grab my pants as we heard the jingle of the keys outside the door.
Sara led me to the balcony and pointed to the ledge below, signalling me to go. Tying up her hair, she grabbed a bottle of water from a side table, she adjusted her neck and took in a few breaths.
She got into a stretching position as i heard the door open, hitting the stopper behind it with a thud.
I continued watching through a opening on the concrete parapet as my eyes settled onto the backview of Sara and a reflection of Gary through 1 of the glass panel
Sara : You went back to office ?
Gary : yeap.
Sara stepped out of my sight and i could only see her through the reflection.
I saw Gary cup his hands behind Sara’s butt, the same position i was cupping moments before.
Gary stripped and tried to enter Sara, she was quick to lift his chin up as her legs parted and guided him in.
I was disappointed.
I was almost sure he would see my cum dripping out of her.
I hope he enjoyed his wife’s cunt which is well lubricated with my semen.
I lowered myself on the ledge and stretched out the full length of my body before making the drop. Bending the knees when i hit the floor, my body went into an automatic crouch and turned sideways absorbing the impact.
I brushed myself off and i could her Sara’s moans in the background.
My phone rang at this precise moment. It was Karen .
Karen : Baby, where are you ?
I was about to reply when she said.
Karen : We need to talk.
I flagged a cab.
Time to go home.
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scorpionnn
Pete! I sponsor you cab fare to Sara’s house! Faster fuck her and update!
haha. thank you. I pass you the receipt
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Originally Posted by
toxicgirl
HAHAHAHA. Cheeky huh.. Anywhere he want. LOL!
That ……. can be arranged
haha
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Originally Posted by
BIONIC
WOW! Just like TV serial, I have been following the happening since I chanced upon this thread. The stories from each character’s perspective is simply tantalizing. Could not wait for the next instalment to be posted.
Waiting is like suffering from drug withdrawal, craving for the next shot! HaHaHa….
Love it, keep it up and make it more juicy please………..Thanks.
Thank you , glad that you enjoyed it.
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Originally Posted by
HumSup
This got to be my longest wait for the next installment…
This is one of the few really good writes that makes me come in to check if there’s any new posts every single day… or rather every single hour!
So far not much juicy write on Karen except for that one time of pussy licking… Bro ilikeoldchangke can please do a juicy one on her?
There will be , in the next post. :P
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TheBanzai
TS,
Don’t MIA now leh, meh meh write the next one.
Ok, will finish up soon.
I’ve gotten the rest of the story out but still editing bits here and there.
3 more post to end it.
ilock
Opening the door to my place, i saw my wife sitting on the sofa in her tennis garb.
Karen tired to speak but i got to her first.
Pete : I know. I know all about you and Gary .
My wife’s mouth was frozen as i told her about seeing her meeting Gary this morning.
Without giving her a chance to to reply , i raised my voice at her for the first time in my life.
Pete : You think you are the only one fooling around ?
Pete : yeah, i fucked Gary’s wife too.
I went on to tell her all the sexual tyrst i’ve had with Sara behind her back as Karen’s sobbing turned into an uncontrollable cry.
Her entire body shuddered as i continued my barrage of insults and mean words that i regretted after i spew them out.
But i was too angry to think straight. I did not even give her an opportunity to speak.
I saw Karen picked up her bag weakly from the sofa and left the house in tears.
Settling down on the sofa, i began to weep myself.
I fell asleep unknowingly on the sofa and by the time i woke up, it’s close to 8pm.
I heard the door opened and Karen came in, looking tired and her eyes red from crying. Without a word , she went into the room.
Gary
As I withdrew and plunge myself into my wife’s wet privates, it brought back sweet memories.
Her moist interiors so comforting, her cmf look so inviting.
What I loved most about her was her moans.
As I came and collapsed onto her sweaty body on the bed, I felt a strong sense of dissatisfaction , if only this was Karen.
After taking a shower, I was about to go back to office when I got an sms from Karen.
Karen : Want to meet ?
I felt puzzled and confused, sometimes I think I might not understand women at all, one moment ago she was rejecting me, then for no reason she wants to meet.
I got into my car before calling her.
She did not answer my call but instead dropped me a message, asking me to pick her up at her place.
I went straight to her place to see Karen sitting at her void deck. She looked as if she’s crying pretty bad and she’s still in her tennis gear.
Gary : Are you ok ?
Karen nodded her head as she got into my car.
Pulling out , I asked if she’s hungry.
I asked if the aircon is too strong for her.
I asked if she would like to talk.
Her eyes were closed as I drove along the expressway.
We had no destination in mind so I just cruised around the island. When I was exiting the KPE and going up the ramp to ECP, Karen did something that almost caused an accident.
She undid her seatbelt and lowered herself onto me.
As I passed by the Rochor exit, Karen unzipped my pants to reveal a rapidly inflating dick.
Gary : Karen, are you ok ?
As the MBS comes into view, her mouth cupped around the head of my manhood and I had to struggle with the steering wheel.
I felt a warmth I’ve never experienced before in my life.
Pulling out of price Edward road, I directed my car straight to Scarlet hotel and I parked behind the Maxwell market. I had to pull Karen away as I tear up some parking coupons.
Her eyes were swollen and she looked like a wreck, but it doesn’t matter to me.
If I can have her, I will take her.
I drew stares and whisper as my hand went around her waist leading her into scarlet hotel.
The reception asked for both out IDs as she eyed suspiciously at Karen whose eyes was still red and swelling.
As she retrieved her ID, a drop of tear fell and hit the countertop.
I led her away from the counter to the lift leading to our room.
I felt I was being ripped off as they only had a suite left. Still, it came with an outdoor jaccuzzi.
As the room door open, Karen drifted in like a zombie and left her bag on the dressing table.
Locking the door behind us, I hung up a Do not disturb sign and I took Karen into my arms.
There was no reaction from her.
I led her to the bed and laid her down like a rag doll.
She seemed to be in some sort of a trance and her eyes are glazed over, staring into the distance.
Her legs still dangled off the bed as she closed her eyes.
Rag doll or not, I will not give up the chance to do her since she delivered herself to me, my only regret was that I just came in my wife, I would have saved the load for her if I knew this was happening.
I did not have any condoms with me , if I could do her raw, I would.
I knelt down in front of Karen and I bent down to kiss her legs. The salty taste of dried sweat sent my manhood throbbing, I helped her remove her shoes, leaving her socks on, raising her legs, I made sure she is in the centre of the bed.
Her eyes were still closed, I felt as if I’m trying to have my way with a passed out girl.
Pulling down her shorts, I spread her legs and pressed my nose down onto her undies, kissing and nudging my way around her clit. Parting her panty, my tongue started to do it’s magic, licking her clit as I took in the smell of her sweaty privates. There was a bit of a pungent aroma probably due to an entire morning of workout but I liked it. I twirled my tongue around her pubic hair, trying to give it an imaginary style she would like.
A couple of hair came loose and I spit them out onto the bed.
Despite 10 minutes of tongue action, Karen is still dry.
I was feeling a little sore on my mouth but she remained stationary on the bed.
I have waited so long for this moment , I would not let a dry vagina spoil my day.
I bent down for a kiss on her forehead telling her I will be right back, just need to grab some condoms.
I did not get a reply and I tried further to get a conversation started.
Gary : You ok ? You’re not going to disappear and run away right ? haha
No reply.
Gary : Are you still awake ?
No reply.
Gary : I’ll be right back ok ? don’t disappear.
I was already nearing the door as I see Karen lying motionless on the bed.
Gary :I’m going to tie you up to make sure you don’t run off halfway, haha.
Still no reply.
I grabbed the two strings from the bathrobe and I bounded both her hands to the corner of the bed as I caressed her breast.
An idea came at that moment and I sped out of my room after grabbing my wallet.
I skipped the 7-11 outside the hotel and I ran.
I ran so fast that I couldn’t remember how long the distance was.
I passed by the rows of bridal shops and I flew pass the market.
The banks at tanjong pagar passed by in a blur as I made a right turn at the bread shop opposite amara hotel.
I went into the pharmacy and I found what I was looking for.
Why settle for a durex lubricant ?
I grabbed a bottle of Preseed.
After paying for my purchase, I took a deep breath as I jogged the long way back.
My heart is pumping and I could feel the muscles in my body tensed up.
I should be fully warmed up by the time I got back .
My head was peppered with droplets of sweat as i pushed open the door into the hotel.
As i got into the room, i saw Karen somehow manage to work herself free of the bonds and she is now on her stomach playing games on her iphone.
She hardly acknowledged my presence as i tried to catch my breath.
Gary : Hey , how did you get free ?
Karen just shrugged her shoulders and continued tapping away on her phone.
I hid the bottle of pre seed below the bed and out of Karen’s sight as i pretended to bend down to take off my shoes.
I did not want Karen to see the brand of lubricant i bought, so i kneeled on the floor as my hand opened up the packaged.
Pushing all the packaging and the applicator under the bed, i left the tube within accessible reach.
I gently took away Karen’s phone and looked into her eyes, they were a little swollen and puffy, probably cried a little but who cares.
I lifted her chin and gave her a kiss. Her tongue slithered into mine and i tasted her saliva and sucked on her tongue with fevour.
After a few minutes of kissing, i motioned for her to turn around and face me with her private, i told her i want to taste her again.
Karen hestitated a little before turning onto her back and rotating herself towards me. The smell of stale sweat from her morning workout and the tight confines of her vagina is overpowering. It arouses me and heighten my senses to a point i felt like peeing out of sheer excitement.
I nudeged my nose close slowly, trying to work out in my mind how much can i smell with the varying distance. The temptation of pressing my nose onto her privates directly is too great.
The damp shorts and her underwear acts as a barrier or a filter of sort, preventing the full aroma of her love hole from hitting me. Nudging my way slowly to the side, my tongue parted her shorts and undies and i tasted the dry skin of Karen.
She was not aroused at all.
There wasn’t a hint of moisture expect for what appears to be damp sweat patches on her panty.
I pulled Karen closer letting both her feet rest on my shoulders, kissing her inner thighs, i imagined a grid like pattern being projected on her as i covered every square of her thigh.
I reached for the tube of lubricant and squeezed a generous portion onto my palm. Scraping it upwards to fill the middle 3 fingers, i went under her shorts and panty, pressing the cold gel onto Karen’s clitoris. The cool sensation caused her to gasp before calming down. I massaged my way slowly downwards, edging the gel into her love hole slowly , bit by bit.
I felt her vagina start to relax a little as i removed my hand and squeeze another generous portion onto my middle and index finger.
Lifting aside her shorts and undies, i massaged the second batch of cold gel directly onto her love hole, moving is a circular motion, working my way deeper into her.
I could feel Karen’s breathing hasten as her body arched a little upwards before settling down.
Letting the shorts cover her well lubricated vagina, i massaged her through her sweat soaked shorts.
Another loud exhale of breath told me i’m on the right track.
my hands went to the top of her shorts and i pulled them away, removing both her panty at the same time.
I lifted up Karen’s top and she raised her head to allow me to work it off her.
Karen removed her sports bra and put it aside.
Stripping myself, i set free my erected manhood, hoveing near Karen’s private.
I lowered myself and suckled on her nipple like a baby, carassing her lve pillows at the same time.
I could not derive satisfaction from her breast alone but i resisted plunging straight in. i’ve waited so long after all.
Adjusting her position into the centre of the bed, i felt like a king as i towered over her naked body. Karen’s eye avoided my gaze as her hand reacched behind her head and disappeared underneath the mountain of pillows as a sign of submission.
I parted her legs and lifted them up to my shoulders.
I hovered my manhood near the entrance of her vagina and i could also feel a wave of warmth radiating from her love hole, tempting me to go in.
The head of my dick first felt the cold gel of her well lubricated vagina lips as it took a peek into the darkness.
I felt so lucky and contended that i get to have to vagina on this beautiful saturday. First the well lubed up and warmth of my wife and now, the beautiful and untouchable former classmate of mine.
There are no words available in my limited vocabulary to describe the feeling of going into the most private region of another man’s wife. The sacred vows she took to be faithful to her husband shattered by my flesh as i inched deeper into her.
I felt the cold of the lubricant on my pelvis as i hit the hilt of my penis.
Karen’s eyes were closed and her head tilted sideways as i withdrew and entered her again.
I worked myself up to a steady rythem and i regretted almost immediately that i came in my wife that morning.
I might have gone a little overboard on the lub when i realised that the little friction and pressure i got is not enough for satisfy me. Who doesn;t like a tight hole ?
I plunged in and i thrusted harder as i let go of Karen’s legs and i lowered myself to kiss her but for some reason she turned away.
Not letting that bother me a bit, i smack my flesh onto hers, filling the room with echos of our body.
Karen’s mouth was opened and her eyebrows were cast in a frown as she took in short breathes of air. Did she look like this when she was having sex with Pete ?
I turned her to her sides as i straddle her right leg and let her rest her left over my my right hip. I like this position as it limits my partner’s movement. I must have hit a soft spot as i heard the first moan escaped from Karen.
Her hands clenched into fists around the pillow as she brought the goosedown pillow to her face while i pummeled her with my meat spear.
The tightening sensation of my testicles came without warning as i tried to control my orgasm.
I took a deep breath to calm myself down and stopped all movement.
It was at this moment when Karen said her first word.
Karen : Gary, need condoms.
The small pack of 3 was still in my pants pocket as i seperated it from the lub.
I nodded and replied.
Gary : Don;t worry, i’m still far off. i promise to put it on when i come ?
I gave her a reassuring smile as i carassed her cheek. I started gyrating my hips again as her eye closed.
If only she knew i’m on the verge of cumming.
The familiar tightening gripped my manhood again as i felt my orgasm cumming.
I did not want to let karen know that i’m reaching my climax so i sacfificed the fufilment of the deep hard thrust and the grunts that i like and instead i let the sensation take over slowly as i controlled my movement.
The tip of my dickhead contracted as i felt the rush of my sperms to the firing chamber. I let a gentle movement of my hips take over as i bit down hard on my teeth and tried my best to stop my body from shaking.
I let go when my dick is inserted to the hilt.
The perverted thought of me letting go to an unsatisfying orgasm inside Karen compensated me well as i kept up a steady movement.
I smiled whenever i saw the fluttering eyelids of Karen opened up.
Gary :I’m still far away. don;t worry.
My words reasured Karen as she buried herself into the pillow again.
I changed position back to missionary and i tried to prevent myself from going limp. I imagined every thrust pushing my sperm closer to her womb.
I withdrew myself and laied down beside Karen.
Taking her into my arms, i spread her legs with my as i reached for her swollen clit.
Her gasps of air hasten as i massaged her exposed region.
Within minutes Karen;s fist tighten around the pillow as her moans of orgasm erupted as her twitching body shook the bed.
I felt a gush of liquid left her vagina, a mixture of the lubricant and my semen perhaps.
Cupping my hands around them, i tried to massaged them back inside Karen but the ticklish and sensitive sensation is too much for her as she pushed me away.
I let Karen catch her breath on the bed as i got off and back to my kneeling position.
I pulled her close and rested her legs on my shoulders again. Taking the opportunity to observe her gaping and twitching vagina, i saw semen leaking freely from her love hole with each contraction.
I reached beneath for the lub and squeezed anther portion, coating it around my manhood.
I’m ready to go again.