An affair with an erotic writer

With my left hand I urgently dipped two fingers in my pussy, and then pulled them out well lubricated. With my clean right hand I continued to work the mouse.

I rubbed my clit faster and faster as I felt the energy building. As my heat rose I felt the need to rub my clit faster, but I slowed down to prolong the orgasm. I pulled back and used the tip of my middle finger so simulate a man’s tongue. I drew the fingertip up one side and down the other. Then up that side, and over again, slowly. I imagined a man’s head between my legs gently licking up and down the labia.

When I couldn’t take it any more I drew both wet fingers over my clit and my body went over the cliff. Nothing else existed except the orgasm. If the fire department came they would just have to wait because I might not even notice.

I shuddered as the last waves of orgasm washed over my body. “Holy shit that was hot!” I said out loud as my senses began returning.

My name is Debbie, and I was sitting at my computer reading erotic literature. OK, it’s a porn story, and I was masturbating. I had draped a towel over the chair so I wouldn’t drip all over it. And WOW, I needed that towel today. I slid my middle finger inside and pulled the hot nectar out in a thick slippery mess.

It was times like these when I would look down at my pussy and marvel at the beauty of it. I had so much raw heat, passion and pure lust. So much potential in that pussy and I was so unfulfilled!

How many men would give their arm to satisfy that pussy? Women aren’t “supposed” to want it, but I wanted it!

OK, I am older in my mid-40s, but I am slim with a cute face and decent curves. And horny! Women don’t lose their libido after 30!

I am married. My husband is a good man, but sex is not his greatest strength. He would fuck, cum quickly, then go to sleep as I thought, “is that it”? In fact he hadn’t even been doing that lately. I hadn’t been fucked in weeks.

What I really needs is an affair! But how? I can’t sleep with anyone in my small town. It would get back to my husband, and he would be devastated. There were so many obstacles:

1. No pregnancy or VD

2. The guy has to know what he’s doing.

3. It would have to be a stranger from another town.

4. He needs to take care of business, and then go away. No drama

After cleaning up my lovely mess I glanced back up at the screen and thought about that story. Written by a man, obviously; “Denoran”. The way this guy talks about licking pussy, I could tell he loves it! It’s sad to think he just made me cum so hard, and doesn’t even know it. I gave his story a like, and comment, then I opened up the private messaging app just to let him know his story was appreciated.

I sent him a message.

Debbie:

“Hello Denoran, thank you for the great story. I just want to let you know women read this stuff, and I loved it!”

It took a while, but eventually the author answered back with a message.

Denoran:

“Hello, thanks for reading! It is a rush to think my story was read by a football stadium sized group of people. Even more of a rush to know I am reaching women. I am married, but my wife hates sex, so that is about as close to sex as I am getting these days (LOL), I am thrilled that you enjoyed it.”

I didn’t expect that! But I couldn’t drop it there.

Debbie:

“I am not getting much lately either . If you are nearby, Maybe we should meet and commiserate! I live in western NY near Corning”.

Denoran:

“Yes, I am in western NY too, near Olean! We should meet in Hornell. If there is a spark, who knows what could happen”

We settled the details and set a date to meet. His final words sent a wave of warm butterflies fluttering in my stomach:

Denoran:

“… Please shave your pussy. That will make me happy.”

When our meeting day arrived I shaved as he asked, and it made me so wet! I couldn’t stop imagining his hands all over my body. I had to clean up my drooling pussy.

He asked me to meet him at a little donut shop that mostly does drive through service. I arrived first and sat down at a table. When a man walked in I knew it was him. He was an older man mid-40s. He sat down and introduced himself. He was slim and intense, but he also had an easy, dry sense of humor. He moved with slow grace in a cool, confident way.

We chatted briefly, and established that neither of us had an affair before, but our situation was very similar.

He seemed to size me up and he liked what he saw. He said “I think you are a very sexy woman with a lot of heat and passion that needs to be released. Would you like that?

“Absolutely” I said with a grin.

He said : “Don’t tell anyone about it, I am married, but my marriage is sexless.

Oh, and no love allowed! I want a fling, not a new wife. OK?”

“I agree”

“Follow me.” He said, and we drove to a nearby park with a little lake.

He came to my car and said “Get naked from the waist down and climb in the back and kneel on the seat with your ass in the air.”

I trembled with nervous excitement as I complied with his demands.

I could feel his eyes on my naked ass. I flattened my head and chest on the seat with my ass pushed up to the most submissive position I could think of.

I heard him climb in the car with me and sit in the tiny back seat.

He caressed my feet and said “I love your feet. Cute nail polish too!”

He started very slowly tracing his fingers lightly over my ass and down the outside of my thighs.

He then rubbed slowly up the inside of one thigh just until it started to curve inward and stopped.

“I can feel your heat! I was right about you. You are hot!”

Then he ran his hand up the inside of the other thigh.

He grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands and used his thumbs to spread my labia. I gasped as the feeling triggered my most primal responses. My pussy began to ooze as he spread and released my lips.

He reached under and began to paw at my breasts which were pressed against the seat. I could feel his breath on my asshole.

In a swift motion he grabbed my legs and flipped me over on my back. He threw my legs apart then spread my pussy lips wide again with his thumbs.

He licked the inside of both thighs getting closer to my pussy. “Thanks for shaving. You have a beautiful pussy.” And he stared deep in my eyes for a moment, then back to licking.

He licked along the curve between thighs and pussy, then he hiked up my legs, flattened his tongue and put it on my anus and sat there for a moment looking in my eyes. Then his tongue started to quiver a bit and he drew it slowly straight up from my anus into my pussy, and up across my clit. Then again, and again faster.

Then he clamped his mouth over my inner labia with the outer labia wrapped over his lips. His tongue went to work licking in random patterns over my clit, and dipping occasionally into my pussy. He seemed to sense when I was going to cum because he pulled away and kissed my mound.

“You know, this is the first pussy I licked in this millennium. Even when we were having sex my wife wouldn’t allow it.” Then he gently kissed my mound, shiny with spit and sex.

When he turned his attention back to my clit, my left leg began to shake. He locked his mouth on my pussy again and licked all over my clit like before. After a couple minutes I started to cum.

I let the wave take me away and I just floated in the bliss of slippery joy as my orgasmic clit throbbed in this stranger’s mouth.

He read my trembling body and knew when to slow down as I became more sensitive after cumming. He gently kissed my mound and thighs, and teasingly licked my sensitive clit when he could get away with it. I finally pushed him away and curled into a ball to recover.

We looked at each other and giggled for a moment.

At that moment I desperately wanted to please him.

I told him “I want your cock in my mouth!”

He was half erect, but I gave his cock one little kiss and it was rock hard. It was a normal size. A good mouthful.

I kissed his shaft with big sloppy kisses. I looked in his eyes and he was gazing back in stunned silence.

I was coming down from above and when I took his shaft in my mouth the gentle up-curve fit right in my throat. I felt a momentary shock of pleasure as if I could feel the sensations I was giving.

I sucked up and down vigorously a few times, but I could somehow sense he wanted it more gently.

I closed my eyes and rested my head on his belly. I lay down flat on my belly with my feet in the air. He drew a few circles on my anus with his finger, then he slid the finger just inside the entrance to my still sopping pussy. After a moment of stillness he moved his hips slowly. He was so hard and his skin so soft at the same time.

I could feel the slippery friction as he continued to pump his cock in my mouth.

After a minute his muscles convulsed twice, then I felt his cum pooling in my mouth. I swallowed it all just to give him as much as I could at that moment.

I just wanted to stay like that with his cock in my mouth forever. He could drive around, go to movies, watch TV, and I would just plug his cock in my mouth like a big adult pacifier. But I was married, and that might interfere with my life a bit, so I pushed that thought into the “fantasy” category, and told him thanks and goodbye. He said to contact him on the message board in case of emergency. And we left for our respective homes with new smiles on our faces.

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