I held my breath as he pushed me up against the wall, a motion directed by anger covered in lust. His warm breath against my ear followed by the caress of his wet tongue cause my body to become hard and wet all at the same time.
No...I whispered knowing that all the nos before had been ignored as this one would be. He knew me so well and knew what I wanted and needed. Warm lips caressed my cheek and moved seductively down my neck has his held my wrist high above my head between his two strong hands almost a relaxed stated but restrictive enough to make almost impossible to free my hands. Then his mouth was on my making promises that I knew he wouldn't keep, dragging me deeper into him. I couldn't have this, not anymore I had to walk away after all he was married. Arching my back to push him away, only to find a bit of heaven waiting for me, the hardness of him greet me. From mouth to groin he was one hard vibrating hot ceding mass of raw see. It had me feeling like a sugar starving child in the candy shop of her dreams.
At this point, gone was the blouse that I had so carefully chosen today for work, along with to the ankle blue pinstripe pencil skirt, even down to the simple yet stylish black pumps. Now the shoes were somewhere lost between his car and my front door. My blouse was on the floor near the now locked front door with the rest of my clothes so find their place on the floor. He was dressed impeccably in a black tux that based on design and material suggested a price that was at least four of my, and I was being paid reasonably well. In that brief time, he had stripped me down to my bra and panties virginal white in color made of silk with lace, even though the designed suggested anything but.
He stopped to look into my face knowing that I looked like a fish gulping for air, but I didn't care, oh God I didn't care. Even though my mind was screaming at me to stop to remember that he was married. Then he ripped my panties from my body and my bra somehow followed, I was now naked with only my weak resolved.
"You are married...," I whispered in the space between us as an acquisition on a shaky breath as my breasts shook slightly, my nipple hard and puckered wanting attention. This was the rebuttal to my denial of not being moved by him. Lord, he knew that as we stood in the back of the crowded elevator this morning with his hand on my neck, massaging it in the most... delicious way. Causing a very damp situation in my panties, while my nipples harden to the point of pain in their white, silk and lace holder, and I moaned softly. I quickly made it to the bathroom, before reporting to my office to promptly finger fuck myself into some form of sanity. The rest of the day was fog and finally getting home was a breath of fresh air until I found him waiting for me.
"You are married and I..."
"You want me as much as I want you."
I closed my eyes as he continued to speak, fighting to hold onto the last of my resolve. I knew that he wouldn't force me, but he would seduce me. He had become my weakness, and just maybe I was his...
Opening my eyes to his touch as he stroked down my face with a finger lingering at my lips to slide it through my parted mouth to be wetted by my tongue that I licked once, twice, then I sucked into my mouth like I was sucking on his cock. With my eyes wide open letting his see my fire, I gave into my lust and turned the act of seduction on him. Pulling his finger from my mouth with a pop, he took the wet digit and traced my erect nipple with it. The heat of skin and the cooling wet of my saliva against my skin and I lost the ability to speak, all I could do was moan. But I countered by cupping my full breasts together with freed hands nipples pointed and firm and shoved them in his face. I massaged his face with my bounty and felt my clit hardened to the point of pain, then before I knew what was going on and that I had lost the battle and the war. He had me on top of my dining room table on my back with my legs spread wide on both sides of him as he took a seat and then along lick of my full open pussy.
He wanted her in every way that he knew how to take her and maybe make up a few along the way. He wanted to consume her until she didn't know where he started and she ended. She had stirred something in him two years ago. When he had first laid eyes on her, she was dancing with total abandonment at a frat party. He was her that night dancing moving that curvaceous sexy body of her around the dancing floor space in the frat house as if she was some ancient goddess calling follower to come and worship with her body.
I dutifully got as close as I could without falling on her and fucking her right there in front of everyone and not giving a damn. Later I caught her by herself, she had gotten lost trying to find the second bathroom that was for one of two for women guest, and I grabbed her by her throat knowing that she knew who I was. Our eyes had danced together a few times that night even though it was now that our bodies were now within a clothing depth of each other. Looking into her brown eyes so large and soulful, letting her see the deep lust in me, I kissed her with our eyes wide open. With my hand around her throat not choking her, I kissed her so deeply and thoroughly that I wanted her to forget any man that had come before this kiss and be marked so that any man after would never measure up. The kiss turned into more than I had intended or imagine, I wanted to eat her from the mouth down. Stripping of the skinny blue jeans, she wore with the red empire baby doll top that presented her breasts in such a way that I wanted to pull them out and examine them with my mouth, teeth, and tongue. Her scent and caramel colored skin called to me, and those curves and I started to drown in her. Then there was a loud noise and the sound of what fight to go on. We broke apart, and I went to find my brother, and she vanished into the crowd leaving the party... I never saw her again until now.
Looking down into upturned face just a few inches from mine almost panting with need feeding my own and if I didn't give a damn at that moment about my life outside of this house, I wanted what was beneath my touch and filling my eyes. My cock wanted out of this expensive monkey suit and to be put between pretty thick, smooth skin thighs feeling her heat and wetness.
"Darling you were mine the moment I laid eyes on you at that frat party years ago," I said between clenched teeth powered by the need that came from all the years of wanting her even after marriage and birth of my son who had kept me there. Two things I am going to do tonight: one, I'm going to fuck you in such a way that no man present of after me will make you moan the way I will now. Two, after night there will be a tomorrow no matter what is true or not. ‘
I knew then as my body quivered with desire and pussy aching with wanting for the fulfillment of promises that he had made. Yet he frightens me and excites me all at the same time. Yes I was his, and all he had to do was fuck me, but now I knew that he would taste me instead and that was what he did.
His face went between my thighs and found my pussy between raining kisses here and there. I opened for him with my legs open and up bending from the waist up to look at him.
"Fuck me as you do in the nastiest of your dreams, I want to be a quivering mess when you are done," I said opening more full for him. He never said a word just set to licking my pussy as if he was licking my soul and I felt my eyes roll back in my head and my body arched with pleasure. It was too much, the growing desire being carried on every nerve in my body to bounce between my brain and my clit then to spread out in a tingling sensation thought out the rest of my body. Giving myself entirely over to his attention as he now seems to eat me within his lust.
His hands busy holding her in place and one and cupping her right breast with the other. Rolling the pert plump dark nipple between his forefinger and thumb as his tongue danced a mad tango with her clit and the sound of her moans filled the air. It wasn't enough to do hear her moaning and now murmuring his name he wanted her to scream it as she came creaming into his mouth. Looking up the length of her body his face glistening with her juice as he watched her face from between the mounts of her breasts that swayed from side to side as her body gyrated as he drove her to orgasm the first of many before he was through. The growing desire in him had his body shaking ever so slightly which he quickly got under control as it wouldn't do for him to lose it now. Stepping back, from the shaking, quivering woman on the table, her legs spread wide and the pink wet lusciousness exotic fruit image of her pussy moist, heat and fragrant before him. He knew what he must do. Stripping off the layers of high society and conformity, until he was naked as the woman on the table who now laid still looking at him from underneath her lashes. Her legs even spread wide, pussy a gaped inviting him to come and feast on her, putting his cock where his fingers had been. He needed to feel her warm wet tightness and to feel her cum on him, drowning him in her wet warmth. Then thoughts of doing other things to her came to mind to push away for different times and yes there would be others.
She watched him as he undresses, removing his tux than the rest of his clothes until he was naked as she was. His body was a work of art and made promises that she so wanted him to keep... whoa, he married. Then he took his cock in his hand and started to massage it in a way that like he was offering it to her or thinking about how he was going to use to have her screaming and crawling to him begging more. Both ideas sent waves of desire through her causing her clit the most sensual feeling that was just a breath away from pain. Wanting to alleviate this feeling she started to massage her nub that felt as hard as his cock now looked. The look that he was now giving her was like he already had his cock shoved deep into her reaching those spots only a lover knew about. It made her remove her moisture coated fingers from her throbbing pussy that seemed to have developed its own heartbeat and lay back onto the table with her legs bend at the knee up and open exposing her sensual, exotic fruit that to his intent. She didn't have to wait long, he was on and in her within what seemed like one smooth, aggressive move
With her legs over his shoulder and remembering what she had asked him to do, to fuck her as he would in his nastiest dream, but she almost undid him. Pushing into her hot wet core with her pussy muscle working hard to steal his control and to milk his balls, he had to stay focus and pushing himself deeper into her. Once he was ball deep, using his arms, he held the upper part of his body over watching this beautiful woman body accept him.
"Baby when I get finish with you tonight, your panties will get wet whenever you hear my name.... he pulled back slowly as she tried to wrap her body around him. I'm going to take you every way that I know how and may even make up a few, but know this, he said with just the head of his cock still in her as she was sucking air as if her life depended on it. You will be mine when I'm done."
For the next four hours, while the Charity Ball was in full swing with his wife as one of its shining stars, and his son sleeping of angels, he fucked a woman that in another life he had watched dancing at a frat party. She had stolen his heart leaving him with lust and desire for what he couldn't have. He would have it now. He would have her and tattooed it with each stroke of his cock in and out of her body. Searing it on to her soul with each kiss, lick and bite and when she came wrapped around his body howling his name with tears running from her beautiful eyes, he knew she was his. He had broken her for any other man and later as she suck and swallowed cum from his cock as he cursed and moaned in pleasure a realization came to him. Then as he held her in his arms nestled among the sheets and blanket of her queen size bed he thought about it carefully weighing all aspect of the situation, then at a pivotal point she stirred in his arms and murmured his name. Smiling from in his soul he closed his eyes as the morning light crept in from around the curtains that once what was broken was now healed... in him.
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