The feel of the saliva-wet silk on my aroused flesh was incredible. His tongue was so warm and it was like being covered with warm melted chocolate. The sensation was too much to bear. I tug on his hair and moaned his name repeatedly as the tip of his tongue licked my panty.
“Hurry, Matt. Fuck me. Fuck me now.”
“Ssssshhh. Relax.”
He removed my underwear and feasted on me with no barrier this time. I really cannot say anything more about his tongue, which is now exploring my womanly folds without any restriction. His tongue did some rapid brush strokes on my clit, making it throb with pleasure.
He spread my legs wide and ate me non-stop. His mouth sucked my kitty lips and gave me the most incredible oral sex I have ever experienced. I held on to his shoulders and wrapped my legs around him. I felt him push a finger inside me and then another. He slowly moved them bit by bit, in a slow screwing motion then inserted another. I cannot believe that I was secreting even more juices.
He continued licking me as he fucked me with his fingers and I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt my entirety being suspended and then I came like I never did before. The intensity of my orgasm shook me to the very core and I could have sworn that my eyes rolled like crazy as I came. I could feel him licking off my juices and I smiled. This man is the sweetest.
Matt moved on top of me and entered me slowly. His dick is superbly hard and thick and now slowly moving inside me. He placed a pillow under my butt so my hips are raised slightly. He pushed himself totally inside me and I sighed and moaned in his ear. “Matt…Oh Matt.” I can see his butt moving up and down and I love every bit of sensation I am feeling. I wish he’d move faster. I want to be all fucked up.
“Faster, Matt! Fuck me faster.” He nodded then and pounced with double the intensity. I moaned even louder now and my sounds echoed in the room. “Faster! Faster!” I said, desperate for more. I know he is taking his sweet time, but I cannot settle for anything less than true action. I moved my hips with his every thrust, feeling him getting stimulated by my folds. He rode me like a pro and I gripped him by the hair. I felt oh so sexy.
Just then, I heard the sound of the door knob being moved and I tensed instantly, expecting one of my boys. Good Lord. It was Roy. His eyes took in the scene in a glance. Everything happened so quickly that Matt and I were frozen in place. “Mr. Cay…”
Roy stopped him before he could say anything else. “We’ll talk later. Finish what you’ve started. You don’t want to keep my wife waiting.”
There was something amiss. He was not angry? I saw him take a seat on one of the chairs in the room and watched every move that Matt and I make. I pretended I was a porn star, forgetting all about my marriage, my kids, my home. My lust is eating up every ounce of my sense that I do not care what happens later. I looked at Matt, who managed to have this unreadable poker face. Men!
I sensed that just like me, he zoomed out of the whole thing and focused on the sex. Just the sex. He found his pace again and I moved with him, allowing myself to relax and bathe in all the sensations his dick is bringing to my body. He was huge and he filled me to perfection. He fucked me even more seriously now, now that we have an audience.
Roy lit a cigarette and continued to watch. The sight of him was a turn on but it also scares me. I know he’s playing it cool and that there’d be lot of messy stuffs later on. But I can’t deal with that now, not when I am on the verge of coming.
Matt pulled himself almost completely then made for the dive again. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to relax and just feel. Matt pulled out completely this time and entered my pussy again. He held my hand as he thrust himself inside me. However, there’s something different and something very familiar with his rhythm. My eyes flew open and realized it was Roy who is now on top of me.
In the middle of it all, I saw Matt getting dressed. A minute later, he closed the door gently. Now, I am at the mercy of my husband. I did not know what to feel or what to say so I closed my eyes again. He was gently thrusting himself inside me and held my waist in an odd way. My husband is a big guy-tall, rugged, and rough. He never did he make love to me this way. He moved slowly inside me and I moaned in response, wondering when I started feeling aroused because of him.
He cupped my breasts and I sighed at his familiar smell. I started to feel weird but I ignored it. I cannot believe that I am all of a sudden teary eyed. Roy looked at me, saying nothing and started kissing my eyebrows. In seconds, the waterworks opened. He wiped my tears with his thumb and moved out of me. He wrapped me in his arms and soothed me as I said “I’m sorry.” I repeated the words like a mantra, feeling them up to my toes for the first time in two days. My head spun, not really sure if I still have a marriage to salvage after everything.