She gasps as I push the fabric of her knickers aside and place the head of my cock against the lips of her vagina, my cock throbbing.
“I’ve only fucked one person since I’ve been with my husband.” she confesses in a whisper, her conscience still holding on. I grin knowing it was me, (another story tell you later)
I apply pressure and she rolls her hips as I enter the first inch of her vagina. The feeling as the head of my cock slips inside, feeling her pussy stretch as she struggles to take my girth. She stifles a grunt as I push the next inch in. I notice the knuckles of her hands turn white as she grips the bench. I am lifting her up on tip toes as I continue to slide inside. I feel her wet juices running down my cock. My fingers scoop up some of the lubricant and apply it to her cliterus in rubbing circles. I feel her allow more of me in as she adjusts to the intrusion of my cock. Gently I slide back, but only for a moment, back in up to the hilt.
“Full!” she gasps
I slide back, bending my knees and the roughly slam back up, she grunts lifting of the floor. I continue this slow calculated rhythm, on the fifth thrust she shudders her first orgasm hitting her, I turn up the rhythm, not giving her a break, my thrusts faster, my fingers pressed hard on her clit, she can’t get away from me, almost too much all at once. She is biting her hand to stifle the gasps as my hard cock plows into her. I am feeling my cock swell more, it wants release, this drives her into another crashing orgasm. I slow again, easing off with my fingers, I’m not ready to cum yet!
Suddenly I withdraw, sliding out with a pop, she groans and goes weak, I catch her turn her around and kiss her for the first time, a long sensual full mouth kiss, our tongues meet, intertwine searching and pleasuring. I pick her up, her petite frame light in my strong arms. I shuffle side ways and place her on the bench, she squirms as her cute naked bottom contacts the cool of the stone benchtop. Her legs astride my hips, I present my hard cock to her, she takes it in her small hands, shudders as she places it at the entrance to her wet mound. Her lips part as I push back in. She gasps as I slide in, her body welcoming me. My hand pressed on her delightful tummy, my thumb finding the soft nub of her clit. My thrusts matched by my thumbs movement, no rest.
Each time my cock slams into her, her beautiful breasts jiggle in time, forcing me to stop for a second to place one of them in my mouth. My tongue tracing a path around her sensitive nipple, teeth tenderly nibbling. She gasps as I release her delightful breast and continue to thrust into her. We are working together, my body at one with hers, our sweat combining. My thrusts becoming more forceful as I get closer to orgasm, the union of our bodies wet with our combined juices. I feel the heat as my seed boils, she feels my cock swell as I start to cum, this pushes her over the edge. My frantic thrusting pushing her against the hard stone top of the bench. My strong arms full of blood, bulging as my whole body tenses. We both silently scream as our bodies fully connect.
Suddenly my legs go weak as all of the energy leave my system, she wraps her legs around my waist to stop me falling and kiss me to stop the inevitable giggles of ecstasy. Holding my face hers she glares at me crushing my lips to hers.
“Be fucking quiet!” she soundlessly glares at me
A noise from one of the rooms startles us into panicked action. She leaps to her feet and her dress covers her as I scoop up my shorts and disappear into the adjoining room.
One of the kids has wanted to use the bathroom, walks through the kitchen rubbing tired eyes, oblivious to the actions of moments ago.
“Honey, are you okay?” my wife calls sleepily from the bedroom.
I respond that we are just finishing up and be in bed soon, as I discretely clothe myself.
“That was very naughty, shouldn’t have happened.” Petulance whispers, but still returns my kiss.
“Never again!” she firmly states.
…..to be continued