open and he had a glazed look in his eyes.
Yes, your cock felt so fine in my pussy, but we can't do
that. No more accidents. I spread my pussy lips wide and rubbed my clit.
He jacked faster, his breath coming in pants. He started to
tense up.
I whispered harshly, "Yes, cum for me. Cum on my pussy.
Stroke it closer." I left off my clit and used both hands to pull my pussy
wide open.
He scooted closer, his helmet an inch from my pussy. He
jacked faster and then groaned and strained. His mouth dropped open and he
squeezed his eyes shut. He jerked hard and his helmet pushed inside my outer
lips.
That's okay. Just not inside.
He grunted in relief and a huge burst of hot sperm shot into
my open pussy.
I felt the scalding wetness shoot inside me. My mouth
dropped open and I moaned. Another burst shot inside me. And then another. His
cock was moving everywhere. Eruptions of sperm then splashed on my outer lips,
up on my clit, down my slit to the bed and more inside me.
I quivered, feeling both immensely satisfied and also
unfulfilled. I would need to attack Derek when I got home. I needed cock badly.
~ ~ ~
I screamed in release. My pussy was hammered forcefully and
I loved it. I gripped my husband's shoulders and shuddered violently beneath
him.
"He was inside you?"
"It was an accident." I gritted my teeth as I
grunted through my orgasm.
"How deep?"
I gasped and panted. "I don't know. Maybe a couple
inches. Maybe three before I pulled off. Four at the most."
"Did it feel good?"
I half laughed. "Yes, but it was an accident."
"You feel really wet. Was it that exciting for
you?"
"Uh, some of that is his cum."
Derek's face registered shock and delight. "Are you
kidding?"
"No, after I pulled off of him, I had him jack onto my
pussy. I was holding it open for him and a few blasts went inside."
His eyes rolled up in his head and I felt the gush of hot
sperm from my husband's cock. He grunted fiercely, flooding me with his cum. He
collapsed on me, panting. "I love you."
I gripped him tightly, still frightened at the accident and
what might have happened. That can't ever happen again. Absolutely no
penetration.
CHAPTER 9
I followed Ben into the condo.
He turned to me in the living room. "There's something
I need to tell you."
I was undressing. "Hmm?"
He began unbuttoning his shirt, but slowly. "I'm going
to be going on a short vacation tomorrow."
"Oh? Boo."
"Well, it's not just that."
I stopped undressing. "What is it?"
"Cheryl's ex has been bugging her. Begging for her
back."
"Uh oh?"
He took off his slacks and sat on the couch. "I'm
taking her to get married tomorrow. I'm hoping that ends the pressure he puts
on her."
A cold feeling washed over me. "Oh. Does that
mean…"
He looked down. "I'm here today for you. For us. But
after…"
I felt the loss. "No more kisses?"
He stood and came to me, taking me into a hug. "Not
after today. I can't."
"But it wouldn't be cheating…"
"Cheryl wouldn't see it that way."
"But—"
"Everyone's different, Elizabeth."
I shook in his arms.
"Do you still want to go back to the bedroom?"
"Yes. If this is the last, we might as well enjoy
it." I wanted to cry.
He led me back to the bedroom and gently laid me back on the
bed. He settled beside me and kissed me. Moving my leg, he repositioned himself
as he had the day before. He moved his cock around my entrance and I sighed
with need. What was I going to do when I couldn't kiss him?
He teased my clit and parted my pussy lips from the side.
I pulled on him. "Do something for me."
"Yes?"
"Lay on me. Tease my opening that way. I want to feel
that pressure again."
"Are you sure?"
I nodded desperately. "Please."
He said nothing. He just climbed over me and settled down.
His cock pressed against my pussy.
I spread my legs out wide and shifted my hips up so my pussy
was in line with his erection.
He pressed slowly, moving the head into me past my outer
lips. It pressed against my opening.
"Right there," I
Yes, your cock felt so fine in my pussy, but we can't do
that. No more accidents. I spread my pussy lips wide and rubbed my clit.
He jacked faster, his breath coming in pants. He started to
tense up.
I whispered harshly, "Yes, cum for me. Cum on my pussy.
Stroke it closer." I left off my clit and used both hands to pull my pussy
wide open.
He scooted closer, his helmet an inch from my pussy. He
jacked faster and then groaned and strained. His mouth dropped open and he
squeezed his eyes shut. He jerked hard and his helmet pushed inside my outer
lips.
That's okay. Just not inside.
He grunted in relief and a huge burst of hot sperm shot into
my open pussy.
I felt the scalding wetness shoot inside me. My mouth
dropped open and I moaned. Another burst shot inside me. And then another. His
cock was moving everywhere. Eruptions of sperm then splashed on my outer lips,
up on my clit, down my slit to the bed and more inside me.
I quivered, feeling both immensely satisfied and also
unfulfilled. I would need to attack Derek when I got home. I needed cock badly.
~ ~ ~
I screamed in release. My pussy was hammered forcefully and
I loved it. I gripped my husband's shoulders and shuddered violently beneath
him.
"He was inside you?"
"It was an accident." I gritted my teeth as I
grunted through my orgasm.
"How deep?"
I gasped and panted. "I don't know. Maybe a couple
inches. Maybe three before I pulled off. Four at the most."
"Did it feel good?"
I half laughed. "Yes, but it was an accident."
"You feel really wet. Was it that exciting for
you?"
"Uh, some of that is his cum."
Derek's face registered shock and delight. "Are you
kidding?"
"No, after I pulled off of him, I had him jack onto my
pussy. I was holding it open for him and a few blasts went inside."
His eyes rolled up in his head and I felt the gush of hot
sperm from my husband's cock. He grunted fiercely, flooding me with his cum. He
collapsed on me, panting. "I love you."
I gripped him tightly, still frightened at the accident and
what might have happened. That can't ever happen again. Absolutely no
penetration.
CHAPTER 9
I followed Ben into the condo.
He turned to me in the living room. "There's something
I need to tell you."
I was undressing. "Hmm?"
He began unbuttoning his shirt, but slowly. "I'm going
to be going on a short vacation tomorrow."
"Oh? Boo."
"Well, it's not just that."
I stopped undressing. "What is it?"
"Cheryl's ex has been bugging her. Begging for her
back."
"Uh oh?"
He took off his slacks and sat on the couch. "I'm
taking her to get married tomorrow. I'm hoping that ends the pressure he puts
on her."
A cold feeling washed over me. "Oh. Does that
mean…"
He looked down. "I'm here today for you. For us. But
after…"
I felt the loss. "No more kisses?"
He stood and came to me, taking me into a hug. "Not
after today. I can't."
"But it wouldn't be cheating…"
"Cheryl wouldn't see it that way."
"But—"
"Everyone's different, Elizabeth."
I shook in his arms.
"Do you still want to go back to the bedroom?"
"Yes. If this is the last, we might as well enjoy
it." I wanted to cry.
He led me back to the bedroom and gently laid me back on the
bed. He settled beside me and kissed me. Moving my leg, he repositioned himself
as he had the day before. He moved his cock around my entrance and I sighed
with need. What was I going to do when I couldn't kiss him?
He teased my clit and parted my pussy lips from the side.
I pulled on him. "Do something for me."
"Yes?"
"Lay on me. Tease my opening that way. I want to feel
that pressure again."
"Are you sure?"
I nodded desperately. "Please."
He said nothing. He just climbed over me and settled down.
His cock pressed against my pussy.
I spread my legs out wide and shifted my hips up so my pussy
was in line with his erection.
He pressed slowly, moving the head into me past my outer
lips. It pressed against my opening.
"Right there," I
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