“Look, you’ve heard the trash that Lachlan spouts. You probably know more about my sex life than anyone. I just… Want you to know that it’s all lies.”
She looked down and took a step closer to me.
“I’m not happy. Lachlan is great. I love him. He’s nice and fun. But every now and again I just… Need something.”
She took another step. Now only separated from me by a few inches.
“In a word. You. I. Need… You.”
At the last word, she places her hands on my chest and looks up. Our eyes meet and I nearly melt.
“I know how you feel about me. I’ve… Felt how you feel about me. And all I’m asking for is a little… Release.”
Her perfume is intoxicating, her red lips seem to pull my gaze like a lighthouse on a headland.
“Lachlan wants me nice and sweet. He wants the same position at the same pace on the same nights. And frankly… I just want to be fucked.”
My heart is racing. Her fingers claw at my chest.
“I want you, to take your big, thick dick. And make me scream,” She whispers.
“I want you to take me right n-”
I don’t let her finish. In a single move I step forward, bend to kiss her, and push her against the door.
I crave her. Her lips are incredible on mine. In an instant her tongue is dancing with mine. The tension between us is flashing in white hot moments. The moment her fingers skipped into my hair. The moment my hands gripped her hips. The moment her stocking-clad leg crept up to my waist, supported by my hand behind her knee.
“Fuck… James,” she moaned into my lips. I push hard with my hips, the bulge in my pants rubbing between her legs. Her dress has ridden up her legs, exposing more of her and meaning I can push almost directly against her panties.
“God damn I’ve wanted this for soo long,” she says as my kisses move to her neck and ears.
She lowers her leg from beside me and smiles at me wickedly.
“And I’ve wanted this for even longer,” she smiles, her hand sliding down my chest and over my very obvious tent. My knees nearly buckle as her delicate hands touch me for the first time.
“Not as long as I’ve wanted you,” I retort. “I love Lachlan, but I’ve wanted you forever.”
She gives me a sexy smirk and looks down at her hand, now rubbing my dick, almost giving me a hand job through the material.
“Oh really? Because I haven’t noticed all the staring.”
She slowly squats in front of me, her hands trailing down my body, moving to my belt buckle.
“I hadn’t noticed all the shifting, trying to hide your tent.”
My buckle comes off and she works to undo the button.
“I hadn’t noticed all the times you sat next to Lachlan with laser focus as he told you about our vanilla sex life.”
My pants drop to the floor and she nearly rips my boxers away. My cock springs free and nearly hits her as she squats with her back to the wall.
“Because if I had noticed all of that, I would’ve been dripping wet every single time.”
My looks hungrily at my thick meat and takes a long, slow lick up the shaft.
“If I had noticed, I’d have gone home horny and had disappointing sex with my husband while I imagine taking this.”
Another lick, her tongue moving from base to tip as her eyes are locked with mine.
“It’s a good thing I didn’t notice, because if I had, I’d have dressed like a slut, taken my husbands friend into church. And done this…”
With a devilish grin, she swallows me. In a single movement she takes every inch of my dick down her throat and stays. I can feel her throat muscles flex and squeeze as she tries to breathe. She’s determined though and stays.
“Ohhh fuck,” I cry, unable to articulate anything else. “Bec… Ah fuck! You’re amazing.”
She pulls back and takes a deep breath, her saliva coating my coat in a thick sheen.
“Fuck I’m keen for this,” she smirks and takes my cock in her hand and begins to work magic with her mouth. Her tongue wraps tightly around my head and her lips begin to bob, up and down my shaft. Her red lips stretching around my width as she lovingly tends to my head.
“Fuck!!! Bec…” I moan, putting my hand against the wall to steady myself and the other in her hair.
She pops off of my cock and smiles sweetly.
“Yes?”
Immediately she takes one of my balls inside her mouth and sucks lightly, her hand working my shaft.
“Oh FUCK!” I yell, forgetting where we were for a moment, then comforted by the soundproof room.
“God you’re amazing. I want to give you everything that idiot won’t give you.”
She smiles and releases my balls.
“Is that a promise?” She asks sweetly.
“A guarantee.” I reply.
“Good,” she purrs. “Because I want you to fuck me good and hard.”
Her hand is still working my shaft, twisting and sliding along my length.
“I’m not after love-making. I want to be fucked. I want you to treat me like a slut and make me scream for you. Is that still a promise?”
I take her head in my hands and lead her lips back onto my cock, pushing my hips forward as she begins to take it.
“Fucking guaranteed.” I reply, then pull her head all the way down my cock.
“You’re going to be my slut,” I begin, my hips bouncing inside her mouth softly.
“You’re going to come to me when you need that release.”
Her hand moves between her legs as my cock moves in her mouth.
“You’ll let that husband of yours do what he needs. But I’m the one who does what you need.”
Her hand moves faster between her legs as her nose repeatedly makes contact with my hips.
“Lachlan can boast as much as he damn likes. But I’ll know who’s slut you are…”
I can feel myself starting to go, the pressure in my balls building in intensity.
“Fuck… Bec… It’s… Oh fuck”
Her head moves faster over my dick even as I pull her harder.
“I’m… Oh…. FUUUUUCK!” I roar, my cock exploding inside her exquisite mouth. Ropes of cum coat her tongue as she struggled to keep up. Her head still bobs over my head, taking my full load between her lips.
My knees buckle, but I recover as Rebecca finally releases my cock. She stands and smiles sweetly in front of me.
“Who do you belong to, slut?” I smirk.
“I’m all yours,” She whispers, opening her mouth to show me the cum plastered inside her mouth. She swallows and smiles again before I kiss her hard.
“That mouth is wicked,” I smirk, pulling back from the kiss.
“And it’s all yours,” she smirks in reply.
“I’ll take it. But I’m certainly not stopping there.”
“Oh? What more could you want?” Rebecca smirked, bending over the coffee table with her hands down on the surface.
“Oh I’m going to take it all,” I smirk, kneeling down behind her phenomenal ass. Her dress only covers half of her ass. Her black, lacy panties peek out from below, just barely covering her pussy.
“Fuck,” I moan, lifting her dress over her ass and peeling her panties down. Rebecca kicks them away and spreads her legs, giving me a full view of her pussy. The scent of her sex is sweet, intoxicating me and filling the room.
“This is the food of gods,” I moan and drag my tongue along the lips of her pussy. She tastes incredible and she shivers as my tongue teases her.
“Manna from heaven,” I moan and bury my tongue inside her opening. She moans loudly and her elbows wobble, stuggling to support her.