“So, may I ask a personal question?”, she asked.
“Go ahead.”
“When was the last time you had sex with your wife?”
I was a bit take aback by the directness of her question, but replied honestly, “A couple of months ago.”
“Wow, handsome guy like you and she doesn’t take advantage of that?”
“Unfortunately, she doesn’t and it’s been like that for years.” Feeling bold, I asked, “Okay, now that I’ve answered, how about you? When was the last time you had sex with your wife.”
April was quiet for a few seconds, then said, “It’s not been quite that long, but it’s been a few weeks. Christine is usually too tired when she comes home. But, it’s not just that…”
‘What do you mean”, I asked.
“You know, sometimes only a hard dick will do.”
April then put her arms around my shoulders and embraced me. As I felt the pressure of her firm tits press against my body, I could feel my cock become almost painfully hard in my shorts.
“It’s been so long since I had a good fucking”, she whispered.
I gazed down at her and saw that her eyes were closed and her lips were slightly parted, with her mouth curled into a faint smile. Taking that as an invitation, l leaned over and placed my hand on the back of her neck and pulled her towards me. I pressed my lips to hers, parting them with my tongue. Her lips gently gave way and her tongue met mine in a slow, passionate kiss.
After kissing for a few minutes, my hand drifted down and I cupped her breast with my palm, using my thumb to circle her nipple which hardened under my touch. April inhaled sharply and began to moan into my mouth. I pulled her wife beater over her tits, and began rubbing and lightly pinching her nipples. I then broke our kiss and began to lick and suck her nipples, which caused her to squirm in response. April climbed on to my lap and began dry humping my thigh as I continue to suck her nipples.
Finally, April pulled my head up, gave me one last kiss, then pushed me back onto the sofa. Kneeling between my legs, she pulled down my shorts and underwear, finally freeing my cock. She grasped me at the base of my hard-on with a firm grip, then slowly milked her way up and squeezed some precum from my pee hole. Bending over, she licked off the precum leaving a strand stretching from her tongue to my glans. Slowly she lowered her head and fed the tip of my cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around my glans. Now it was my turn to squirm in ecstasy. Bit by bit, she began to engulf more of my cock until she had her nose buried in my pubes. While fondling my balls, she began bobbing her head up and down in a steady rhythm. It had been ages since I last had a blow job and the feeling was exquisite.
Not wanting to cum just yet, I reluctantly pulled her away and began kissing her again. April then broke the kiss and whispered in my ear, “Why don’t we go into the bedroom?”
I stood and pulled up my shorts. April grabbed my hand and led me to a guest bedroom. At the foot of the bed, we began kissing, again. I cupped her tight buns in my hands and gently massaged them. While still kissing her, I undid the button and zipper, then slid my hands under her panties. After a few more minutes, I pushed her panties and shorts down, then slid my hand between her thighs and felt her soaking pussy. My finger easily slid into her moist tunnel and I began finger fucking her with one, then two fingers.
April stopped kissing me and rested her cheek on my shoulder, moaning softly. She appeared to be getting a bit weak in the knees, so I withdrew my fingers and fed them into her mouth. As she greedily sucked on my fingers, I used my other hand to push her panties and shorts around her ankles, then she stepped out of them. I pulled my fingers from her mouth, quickly pulled off her shirt and gently pushed her back on to the bed.
As she spread out on the bed, I quickly stripped off my clothes, then knelt between her legs and took in the sight before me. I was pleased to see that April had a neatly trimmed thatch of pubic hair, rather than having a landing strip or being completely shaven. I leaned forward to begin licking her pussy, but her hand abruptly stopped me.
“There’s no way that you can eat pussy like a woman can and right now I just want you inside of me.”
If that’s what she wanted, I was more than happy to oblige. I grabbed her ankles and pulled her towards me. She then grabbed my cock and guided it towards her opening. I slowly penetrated her as she gasped with pleasure.
OMG, was she tight! Since she had never given birth, she was as snug as a teen. Once fully inside, I laid upon April and began kissing her while I slowly began fucking her.
After a few minutes, April stopped kissing me and began nibbling my neck and ears, all the while moaning quietly. She began kneading my buns and then began scratching my back as her moans became louder. I picked up speed and began fucking her relentlessy. Suddenly, her body tensed up and she let out a loud cry as she climaxed, with her pussy spasming on my cock.
Soon, I could feel my orgasm building and I began to slow the pace to allow the climax to build. The sensation became exquisite and with some final deep thrusting, I shot my load deep within her.
Covered with sweat and panting from exertion, we both laid there with me still rock hard within her. After about a minute, I lifted my head off of her shoulder and looked down at April, who was smiling back at me.
“I could definitely get used to that”, she said.
“Me, too”, I replied.
Gradually, my hard-on began to soften, so I pulled out and laid on my back next to her as a flood of my cum poured out of her freshly fucked pussy and onto the sheets.
April looked down between her thighs and said, “I guess that I’ll be doing a load of laundry before Christine gets home.”
“Speaking of wives, I need to get home before mine wonders where I’ve been.”
I gave April one last deep kiss, then quickly got dressed and retrieved my dog from the backyard.
When I reentered the house, I found April, still naked, leaning alluring against the island in the kitchen.
“So can we make this a weekly date?”, she asked.
“I don’t see why not, but we’ve go to keep it on the down low”, I said.
She strode up to me and ground her pelvis into mine and said, “Oh, you don’t have to worry about me. I’m very discreet.”
Stepping back, she gave my crotch one last squeeze and said, “Now scram, lover boy.”