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New Landlords

The landlords
Chapter 1
My name is Matt I’m 32, my wife’s name is Jillian she is 26, we have been
married for almost 6 years. I am your average guy five foot eight inches tall a
little over weight, jillian is five foot three inches tall and a hundred and five
pounds. She has dark brown hair and green eyes. She has a great body, a really small
round ass, I call her tits her torpedoes because that’s what they look like, when
they hang down they look like torpedoes and the nipples are huge and look like the
detonators. Two years ago the company we worked for and where i met my wife closed
leaving us both without jobs. I was able to find another job but it was about two
hours traveling time each way. Jillian wasn’t able to find another good paying job
and it left us in a bad way financially. We couldn’t make the mortgage payments on
our house and the bank forclosed on it. We looked for places closer to where i was
working but couldn’t afford them. We ended up finding a 1 bedroom bungalow that was
totally remodeled. Jillian set up an appointment and we drove over to talk to them.
We met them at the bungalow and it was everything they said it was. It sat on
private land on a private road, and there was a beautiful lake too. We were really
happy with the place and gave them a check right there. The couple that owns it Mark
and Beth live just up the road in a huge old Victorian house. When we walked inside
there house i thought i smelled Marijuana! When beth took off her jacket i could see
she had tattoos on her arms and back of her neck. They are in there early forties or
so, he looks like the suffer type and she looked like the blonde punk rocker type.
They told us that they had inherited the property from her family five years ago.
They work from home both are into software design. We had some drinks and talked
some more and they told us the bungalow was all ready and we could move in when ever
we wanted. That weekend we moved in!
We were living in the bungalow for a couple of months when Jillian told me that
our landlords had offered her a job. She told me they where starting a new business
and needed some help. I asked her what kind of business they started and she said it
was a wholesale woman’s imported apparel business. I had to ask again, and she said
expensive women’s clothing, nightwear and accessories. I next asked her what her
position was in this company, she told me she was going to set up all the shows. I
must have had a dumb look on my face because she started explaining to me that they
put on shows for clients to come and see the products. She said most of the shows
were held at hotel convention centers where there would be 20 to 30 companies there
competing for one or two big clients. I was really happy for her, she told me that
she would make two hundred a week and a half a percent of any sales. I said thats
not much money and she said the minimum order is hundred thousand dollars. She said
most clients would buy between three hundred and five hundred thousand dollars of
inventory. I told her that was great and that i hoped it all worked out for them.
She told me she was going to start working next week. The following week she was so
excited about being back to work. She told me she was calling the hotels and setting
up shows, making sure all the products were being delivered to Mark and Beths house
so she could go through them and make sure everything was perfect.
Two months into her new job and Jillian was making great money. We were finally
starting to catch up paying down our debt. I told Jillian that if we could keep
going at this rate in two years we will be debt free, yes between credit cards that
we used to try and save our house and student loans we were in debt for two hundred
thousand dollars. Every week they were having a show and doing really good. My job
had changed too, we had big layoffs but thank god i was safe. We were all told there
would be no more layoffs but everyone had to pitch in and cover for the positions
that were lost for the next six months, that meant i had to come in a half hour
early and stay a half hour later. It was really hard having to get up so early, by
the time i got home i was exhausted. I was going to bed by eight o’clock leaving
Jillian watching TV by herself. One night i woke up i thought the bed moved when i
looked at the clock it said 3:25 AM. I layed there for a few minuted and thought i
smelled Marijuana. I must have fallen back to sleep because i woke up to my alarm
going off it was 4:00 Am. A couple of nights later i woke up it was eleven o’clock.
I got up to get a drink the TV was on in the living room and the volume was down.
When i walked into the kitchen i noticed Jillian wasn’t on the couch, laying on the
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table was a note saying "Beth called and asked me to come over and watch a movie
with her if you need me call my cell. Love you Jillian". I went back to bed and woke
up thinking the bed was moving and again i thought i smelled the faint smell of
Marijuana or something. When i got home i asked her how the movie was and she told
me they mostly talked. This started happening ever couple of nights. I didn’t mind
because i felt bad that i couldn’t stay up with her during the week and on weekends
i was wiped out too. One day i came home from work and she had a nice dinner fixed
and told me she had a surprise. After we had dinner she had me close my eyes, when i
opened them she was facing away from me. I looked down and she was holding her top
up and there was a tattoo across the bottom of her back, ( what they call a tramp
stamp). I didn’t know what to say, she said she loved Beth’s and had wanted one for
a long time but was afraid it would hurt to much. I asked her what it meant and she
said she didn’t know that she just liked it. It was really medieval looking with
writing, symbols and some kind of vines swirls some wide some thin. I couldn’t say
anything because I had three tattoos. We were making love once a week because my
work schedule was killing me, but she never complained once. She would do her movie
thing with Beth every other night, everything was going great.
It was three weeks after she got her tattoo that they were having a show at Beth
and Mark’s house at night. She had asked me to come to the show but i told her there
was no way i could do that and get up in the morning. She told me it was a client
from Turkey that could be a big client. I wished her luck and she headed over to
there house after dinner. I watched some TV then headed to bed. I woke up again
thinking the bed was moving and smelling that sweet smoke smell. When i got home i
asked how the show went and she said it went great, that the client was pleased and
was going to place a big order. That weekend we went out to dinner and to the
movies, when we got home i felt good so i got a little frisky with her, she got a
seductive smile on her face and grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. I
was all over her but she stopped me, she had me get undressed and lay on my back. I
layed there with my eyes closed like she told me, i could hear her taking her
clothes off and then get on the bed. I was told not to open my eyes until she said
too. She straddled my chest and said open my eyes. When i looked her pubic hair was
gone all except a thin patch shaped into some kind of letter, it looked like two P’s
put back to back and on each side was a symbol and those vines tattooed. Before i
could say anything she slides forward and I’m eating her. We had great sex and it
took the life out of me and i passed out. The next morning i asked her about it and
she said one of the models they higher for the shows had it done and she really
liked it so she got her’s done. She said the shaving and waxing was done at a salon,
and then two days later she got it tattooed. I was starting to worry about the
changes in my wife. When she came out of the shower and turned i thought there was
more done to the tattoo on her back, it almost looked like there were more vines
running down knto her ass crack.
A week later Jillian tells me they are going to have another show at Beth and
Mark’s. Once again i have to decline her invitation. The night comes and she asked
if i changed my mind and i told her i couldn’t do it, so off she went. I layed on
the couch watching TV and dozed off, I woke up on the couch and it was eleven
o’clock I checked and Jillian wasn’t home yet. I look outside and and couldn’t see
much so I through on my sneakers and walked out to the road. I walked up in front of
there house and noticed there was only one car parked outside. I walked up to the
front of the house and it was all dark so i walked around the side to go to the
back. I heard some music playing but couldn’t figure out what it was, as I got
closer i could see flickering light coming from a window. It was really dark outside
because there was no moonlight i snuck up to the window and looked in. I saw Beth,
Jillian and another woman sitting on pillows there was something on the floor but
it was being blocked by the other woman. The window was closed so i couldn’t hear
what was being said. The woman in front of me leaned over and i saw her open a
wooden box as she did i could see a hookah sitting on the floor in front of the
women. I saw her take something from the box and sit back up then Beth moved closer
to Jillian. I watched beth put her arm around Jillian and then the other hand hold
the hookah pipe to her mouth she said something to Jillian and then there was a
bright light, it must have been a match or lighter lighting the hookah. Beth said
something and Jillian started sucking on the pipe i watched her suck hard and then
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her head tilted back, Beth must have been telling her to hold her breath. They did
this three times and each time Jillian was able to hold her breath longer. The other
woman got up and walked out of the room, then i could make out that Jillian was in
some kind of robe, and wasn’t wearing the jeans she had on when she left the house.
The other woman came back and said something to Beth and she got Jillian up, i saw
they were leaving the room so i started moving around to the back of the house. The
music got a little louder and there was a light coming from a window. I moved around
to the side and look in i saw the women standing in the room. In the room was some
kind of bench contraption it had pading and bars and straps. The music was some kind
of mideast music. There was a stool with wheels and a table with wheels. I saw
movement and a middle eastern man came in the room. The man said something in
aerobic I’m guessing, and Beth moved Jillian to the bench. The man came over and
took the robe off my wife, now she was naked standing in front of a stranger. I
watched as this man looks my wife over, feeling her pussy as she stands there. He
moves the table over and picks up a small spray can, he aims it at her nipple and
sprays it, then the other one, instantly her nipple jet out rock hard. He picks
something up and puts it to her nipple and then does the same to her other nipple.
He says something and Beth turns Jillian and faces her to the bench, Jillian puts
her feet into this thing like she knows what to do. Her calves are strapped and she
bends over the padding and lays across it, straps are put around her thighs and over
her back and tighten down. The man move to the bench and does something and the
bench starts to move, her legs are spreading and raising making her back arch. He
takes a roll of something that looks like yellowish plastic rap, he puts it on the
cheek of her ass and it sticks to her skin. I watch as he pulls it forward and her
ass cheek is pulled open, when he does the same thing to the other cheek you could
see everything between her legs. He moved the table closer and sat on the stool and
rolled right up to her open ass. He pulled the cover off the table and picked up a
tattoo gun. I watched as he tattooed all down the crack of her ass, even her asshole
and the bottom of her pussy.

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Sat, 31 Jan 2015 11:38:51 UTC

My cheating at The conference

This happened when I was 26 years old. I am married. The only person I had ever had sex with was my husband. We were trying to have a baby so I had gone off the pill. I had to go out of town for a conference for my work. The conference was to start on Tuesday and finish on Thursday afternoon at 3pm. There were no flights until late Thursday so I scheduled a 1pm flight on Friday. That should get me home about 3:30.
The conference finished on time and I went back to my room. There was nothing on TV so I went down to the gift shop to buy a book. When I got off the elevator I noticed a guy standing by a chair in the lobby. I was in the gift shop about 15 minutes and didn’t find anything to read. I figured I would go back up and watch TV until supper time. The guy was still standing in the lobby. As I got to the elevator, he came up behind me and also got on. When we got to the 6th floor, I got off and turned to the right to go to my room. There were only 4 rooms in that wing. He also got off and started following me. I took about 6 steps and turned and shouted “Are you following me?” He jumped back and said “I am only going to my room.” I let him go pass me and he went into the last room on the left, right next to mine.
I went into my room feeling like I did the right thing, but also a little embarrassed. I turned the TV on and tried to find something to watch. About 15 minutes later the phone rang. I answered it thinking it was my husband. The voice on the other end said “Hi this is Dale. I have the room next to you. I just wanted to say I was sorry I scared you.” I said that was OK, I may have over reacted a little. He said that he thought I did the right thing. He said he would like to make it up to me and take me to dinner. I told him thanks but I was waiting for a call from my husband thinking this would put a stop to anything he was thinking. He said that he really wanted to make it up to me and would take me to a nice place. Pick you up at 6. What could I say but “OK”. See you then. He said by the way what is your name? I said Beckey.
I put on a turtle neck sweater and a black skirt that hit just below the knee. At about 5 till 6 there was a rap at the door between our rooms. I had not noticed these were adjoining rooms. Dale asked me if I was ready and hoped I didn’t mine that a friend was also coming. I said that was OK with me. We went down to the lobby and Dale introduced me to Larry. Dale had a rental car and got directions to a nice restaurant about 4 blocks from the hotel. We went in and were seated. I sat down and Dale sat on one said and Larry sat on the other. We ordered and had small talk while we were waiting for the meal to come. Dale was talking and I felt his hand on my knee. I didn’t do anything and as we talked his hand moved up on the outside of my skirt. Then I felt Larry doing the same thing. I have to admit that I was getting aroused. By the time the meal arrived both their hands were about half way up my legs. We finished eating and again their hands were on my legs, this time under my skirt. I still did not stop them. The check came. Dale paid it and we left. I was relieved that things had not progressed. Dale asked if I would like to go to a bar. I told him the two drinks I had with the meal were more than enough. He and Larry both had a laugh and we were on our way back to the hotel. Dale parked and we started talking. Dale leaned over and gave me a long kiss. I returned the kiss and put my arms around him. He slid his hand down my waist and started rubbing my ass. Larry, who was in the back seat, leaned over the seat and started rubbing my back. His hands slid around to my breast. After a couple of minutes Larry said lets go up to Dale’s room. We went up the room. As soon as we got in Larry started kissing me. His hands slid down to my ass. Dale closed the door and came up behind me, reached around and started rubbing my breast. He stepped back and started to pull off my sweater. Larry broke the kiss just long enough for it to come over my head. Dale then unsnapped my bra and slid his hands under the bra to rub my bare tits and nipples. After he took off my bra, he unzipped my skirt. With one motion, he slid off my skirt and panties. All of the sudden I realized that I was nude in front of two men that I had met less than 4 hours ago. Larry and I were still kissing. I started thinking about my husband. I needed to stop this. All those thoughts went away when Dale started rubbing my pussy. Larry led me to the king sized bed. He put me on my back and started to lick my pussy. I was in heaven. Then I felt mouth on my tit. I looked up and saw that Dale was nude. I reached over and touched his dick. Other than my husband’s it was the only dick I had ever touched. He was hard as a rock. Larry got off and Dale got into position to fuck me. I asked him to put on a condom but he said they did not have any. I was so horny, I told him to go ahead but not to come in me. He didn’t say anything and slid his dick in my pussy. Larry took off his cloths and came up to my head. I took his dick in my hand and pulled it to mouth. I now had dick pumping in my pussy and one in my mouth. The feeling was fantastic. Dale started pumping harder. He said I am about to cum, where do you want it. Cum in my pussy. I want to feel your cum in my pussy. One last hard pump and he pushed as deep as he could. He held still and I could feel his dick twitching and the cum hitting the walls of my pussy. Dale got off and Larry took his place. Dale came up to my head and I put his cum covered dick in my mouth and I cleaned it off while Larry was fucking me. It did not take long for Larry to cum. When he finished I also cleaned his dick. They then laid on each side of me and started to rub my body from head to toe. It was not too long before Larry was hard again and we again fucked. It took him much longer to cum this time. I guess Dale seeing me fucking Larry got Dale aroused again. As soon as Larry pulled out Dale took his place. When he was finished again we just laid there with their hands all over me. I was one well fucked lady. Larry asked me if I had ever done a DP. I told him that the only person I had ever had sex with was my husband. That is until now. He then asked about anal. I told his I did once in a while but wasn’t real fond of it. Dale had started sucking on my tits again and I could feel his dick getting hard again. Larry had reached down and was fingering my pussy. He then slid his finger to by butt. I wanted to stop him but I was feeling so good I did not want it to stop. He inserted his well pussy lubed finger into my ass. I have to admit that it felt good. He started pumping in and out. I couldn’t believe that I was getting turned on by having a finger up my ass. He pulled his finger out and Dale rolled over on me and started fucking me again. I was getting fucked for the 5th time in less than 2 hours. I usually did not get that much in a week. After Dale came, I noticed that Larry had gotten up. When he came back, he was putting some lotion on his dick. He told me to lay on my side facing Dale. He put his dick against my ass. Dale started sucking on my tits. Larry I’m not sure I want to do this. He said “Let’s try it. I will stop at any time you say.” Ok just please take it easy. I felt the pressure of his dick as it started to go in. Please slow it hurts. He stopped and let me get used to it. He then pushed a little more in. It was hurting but starting to feel good at the same time. He kept pushing slowly until his entire dick was in. He held still for a short time and then slowly started pumping. I could not believe that I was liking this. He began to pump harder and faster. My pussy was on fire with nothing touching it. Larry kept telling me how tight my was ass is. He went faster and then pumped his cum up my ass. He left his dick in my ass until it soften and fell out.
I stayed with them all night but did not get much sleep. Every time I would fall asleep one of them would want to fuck me. About 7am Dale woke me up and he was hard again. He told me to get on top and ride his cock. While I was riding Dale, Larry got behind me and told me to hold still a second. I then felt his cock pushing on my ass hole. It was a tight fit but he managed to slide it in. They both started pumping. I cannot tell you how good it felt. Dale came first and Larry a few minutes later.
I had cum coming out of my pussy and ass. Larry said “let’s go get some breakfast.” I said I needed a shower first. Dale said no just wash you face brush your teeth and comb you hair. I went into the bathroom and peed. There was cum dripping out of my pussy and ass. When I came out Larry gave me my sweater and skirt to put on. I told them I need my under ware. They both said that I should go without. OK I said but if anyone says anything they really owe me. As we got in the elevator I could feel some cum running down my leg. I said I need to go back and clean up. Again both said no go like you are. When we sat down at the table, I made sure my skirt was pulled down to cover any leaking cum. Dale slid his hand under the table and slid it up about half way. I think the waiter knew what was going on but didn’t say anything.
After we finished, we went back up to the room. Larry said he would like to have one more round before I had to get ready to leave. Why not. When I took my skirt off I saw a big wit spot where I had been sitting. They both laughed. I fucked each of them one more time I picked up my skirt, sweater and bra. When I got my panties Dale ask if he could keep them. I handed them to him and gave he and Larry a big kiss We gave each other our E-mail so we could keep in touch in case we were ever in the same area again. . I then went to my room to get ready to go. I took a shower and finished packing. On the plane flight home all I could think about was how great I felt and how horny I still was. I swear I could still feel their cum inside me.
When I got home my husband asked how everything had gone. I told him great and I wanted him now. We fucked several times that night, more than we usually do in a week.
I E-mailed Dale and Larry told them that I was pregnant. I did not know for sure who the father was, but as far as I was concerned it was my husband. I still would like to see and play with you two again. It was the most fun I had had in years

Cheating Stories

Sun, 12 Oct 2014 15:08:42 UTC

Cheating for the first time

It had been a whirlwind year. From graduating at University up north, to getting married, the arrival of our son and then accepting my first position in a job in the Big Smoke. And so it was, as a young family we headed excitedly down to London to start our new life together…

One of my first tasks in my new job was to appoint myself a Secretary. We interviewed three girls, myself and my boss, all very well qualified, though one woman was a good fifteen years older than me, so it would’ve felt a bit like having my mother at work.

Which left a choice of two. One girl had slightly more experience, but in all honesty was a bit of a plain Jane, frumpy, with big NHS glasses and spots around her mouth. The other girl, less experienced but oh my, those dark brown eyes, raven hair and hour glass figure was spell binding, so once the interviews were completed I advised my boss she was the girl for me!

“Are you sure now, John? Maybe not as well qualified as the second girl, but she’s certainly got the looks…! Well its your choice, just remember, you’ve a wife and a baby at home, so you can look, but don’t touch!”

How could I forget? Since becoming pregnant within a month or so of our honeymoon ,my wife had slowly reduced the amount of sex we had. And since my son was born, its been an absolute non-starter! I daren’t push it too much, as he is certainly a demanding baby, crying half the night, thankfully my wife doesn’t work any more, so is happy to go and look after him, while I rest before work. But a man still has his needs, at least with my new Secretary I got to work and chat with a stunning, vibrant young woman, and though she was off limits, it did no harm to admire her gorgeous latin looks, lovely full breasts through her silk blouses and long stockinged legs.

At home I would occasionally try it on with my wife, only to be quickly rebuffed and resort to a wank on the toilet instead. Initially my wanks always consisted of imagining fucking my favourite actress, or someone similarly untouchable. Very occasionally I would toss off over Anne, the one and only girl I’d had an innocent little fling with at Uni. But even then our little affair only amounted to a couple of dates in the movies, a kiss a cuddle and a grope. As a childhood sweetheart, my wife was the only woman I’d ever slept with.

Increasingly nowadays though, my wanks revolved around, Zita. I’d imagine various scenarios in my head, us fucking across my desk, going out to lunch, but instead opting for a blow job in the car, at a beauty spot overlooking the town.

My favourite fantasy though started with the usual rebuttal from my wife. As I lay in bed frustrated, I’d hear a knock at the door. With my wife sleeping by my side, I’d creep out the room to answer the door. Standing there, in a faux fur coat and high heels would be Zita, which she would flash open to reveal a black Basque, stockings and suspenders.

“Take me John!” is all she would say, and with that, I would lead her silently up the stairs into the bedroom next to mine. While my wife slept obliviously in the adjacent room, I would slowly undress my secretary and proceed to fuck her brains out.

I imagined various scenarios, taking her roughly from behind, doggy style, whilst grabbing folds of her thick black hair, or me lying down flat on the bed, whilst she mounted me and slowly ground my cock to orgasm.

Another outcome I fantasized about was the door opening whilst she was riding me, and my wife’s face appearing. She would simply stand there, aghast, as this other woman milked the spunk from my cock. Zita would simply turn and smile at my wife, whilst I grabbed her big tits, or squeezed her beautiful fleshy bum, unable to stop myself from emptying into this big, lusty, tanned-skinned whore….

The best one though is her simply entering our marital bedroom. While my wife sleeps alongside me, Zita, would silently walk into the room, pull back the covers and mount me. She would slowly, silently fuck me, with my wife sleeping throughout, right beside us. As I cum inside her, Zita would lean forward and feed one of her breasts in to my mouth, and I would hungrily suck and bite, revelling in the sensation of her nipple swelling between my teeth, as I proceeded to shoot my seed high inside her deep Latin cunt.


A couple of months on, and Zita has settled in to her role wonderfully. We get on brilliantly and coming to work is an absolute pleasure. I have to pinch myself in fact at being so lucky to have such a gorgeous and willing secretary.

As the days and weeks pass, we begin to flirt with each other too. I make a point of complimenting her on her appearance every day (it’s not hard!) as I’ve noticed she has begun to wear sexier outfits. Tight fitting, short skirts, and even some days come to wok with no bra on. The sight of those brown nipples under her white blouse is simply mesmerizing!

And today is no exception. Her raven hair is up in a cute little pony tail, which reveals the delicate nape of her neck. As I watch her typing away, I’m imagining lightly kissing it as I stand behind her, my hands cupping both her breasts.

In many ways she’s the complete opposite of my wife, who is blonde, petite and with a pasty complexion. Zita, is long-legged and tall, with dark, dusky skin, and jet black long hair. Her breasts aren’t that big, but they are certainly bigger than my wife’s and more than a good handful I’d imagine.

As I gaze at her, I continue my little fantasy. I really did wonder what it would feel like to hold another woman, to touch her breasts, to take one in my mouth. To feel her pussy grip my cock, to have her lips encircle my hardness…


Its late in the afternoon now and most of our colleagues have now left the building as my gaze averts from my paperwork to watch Zita getting up from her desk to carry a large armful of the day’s files in her arms. I can see the inevitable is about to happen, and so it does as the top file spills off the pile and on to the floor. In her attempts to stop it falling, Zita manages to drop more and before you know it, files are all over the place.

“Damn!” she cries, bending down to pick them up.

As she does I catch a tantalising glimspe of her cleavage, through her loosely buttoned blouse.

“Here, let me help.” I say, as I get up and walk over to her assistance. Picking up a couple of files I hand them to her and our faces are inches apart.

“Thank you.” Zita replies, “I’m so clumsy!”

“You’re gorgeous.” I hear myself reply without thinking, before brushing back some of her dark hair behind her ears. It’s the first time I’ve actually touched her and I feel electricity shoot through my veins.

We freeze, looking at each other intently, trying to read each others emotions in our eyes, to see if they are reciprocated.

Before I know it we’re stood back up and pulling at and undoing each other’s clothing, with frantic little kisses as the button’s and zips are undone. Within seconds her blouse is open at the front and I get to feast my eyes on her breasts. They’re housed in a white, balcony bra, which pushes them upwards and forwards like two large scoops of ice cream, I cannot resist burying my face in the cleavage in between and Zita laughs and cradles my head, as I turn to the left and nibble at top of her right breast. They’re bigger than I expect, and much larger than my wife’s. My God! Its years since I touched breasts this size!

I’m rapidly losing control as I experience the pleasures of another woman’s body for the first time since being married. I need to fuck her now!

I quickly unzip my pants and pull out my cock and I’m pleased to hear Zita pipe up “Now that’s a sight for sore eyes!”

She’s hoisting up her skirt now and edging backwards to sit on the desk. I move towards her, cock leading the way. My hands go between her legs and rub her already moist, white lace panties.

Zita is pulling me closer, her left hand round my bum, her right hand tightly gripping my hardness, guiding me to her…

“Give me your cock John. I want your cock so badly!”

I want her too. Its all I’ve dreamed about, thought about, wanked about, for weeks on end and now it looks like its finally going to become a reality.
My hand grabs a hold of her white panties and hoisting them to one side, I see Zita’s dark hairy minge for the first time. My cock nearly erupts at the sight!

“Fuck me.” she whispers enticingly, pulling me between her legs and gripping my hips with her long and slender legs, “Take me now, John.”

I place my hands on her soft, peachy behind and as I enter her we both gasp. This is the first woman I’ve ever entered other than my wife and it feels wickedly good!

Zita brings her hand around my neck and we start to kiss, tenderly at first, then with more frantic, lusty pecks, as I begin to thrust slowly, deliberately into her.

“I’ve dreamt of this moment..” Zita breathes in my ear, much to my surprise.

“So have I” I reply, “You’ve no idea…”

It doesn’t take long before my pace quickens and I push her flat down against the desk. Pulling at her blouse, I open a couple more buttons until her breasts are accessible. I scoop them quickly out of the white balcony bra that contains them and sigh as they flatten out against her sternum.
God, this is even better than my fantasies…!

I reach down and grab the gusset of her bra for leverage and then really start to drive into her, making her tits dance and wobble to each thrust. What a fucking sight! I instinctively grab at one of her breasts, squeezing, kneading it in my palm, as Zita flings her head back and shouts, “Fuck!”

As I look down at her on the desk, her big tits wobbling to my thrusts, ecstasy etched on that tanned face, my eyes catch a glimpse of the photo of my family on the desk and I experience a sudden rush of guilt.
I stop for a moment.

“What’s wrong, John?” Zita asks, sitting up again to face me, her hands touching my chest.

“Nothing. Nothing at all” I reply as I pull out of her. “Let’s do it in my chair.”

I suggest, realising that at least that way I won’t have to look at my wife while I’m fucking my secretary.

Sitting back, I motion to her and Zita turns her back to me and then slowly lowers herself on to my cock. Her weight surprises me and feels wonderful.

As she begins to gyrate on my cock any feelings of guilt at my adultery soon disappear. Man alive! She feels wonderful. My hands instinctively reach around to cup her breasts and I revel in their softness as they overflow in my hands.

“Squeeze my tits, John….” Zita murmurs as her head falls back against mine. I catch the smell of her hair, freshly shampooed before work in my nostrils. Her breasts truly are wonderful, soft and heavy, her nipples respond instantly to my kneading motion and I instinctively start to buck at her from underneath.

“That’s it John, fuck me! Cum inside me!” she cries, and I’m shocked at how enthusiastically she’s bouncing on me. Before today my wife was the only woman I’d ever fucked, and generally it was pretty dull and timid missionary sex, with me doing most of the work. Zita’s passion therefore is a revelation to me.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes!” she cries, as she jumps up and down on my cock with increasing force, her hands gripping my thighs, her French nails seemingly penetrating my skin…The weight of her body is pressed heavy against me now, as her breathing intensifies and I feel her pussy walls tighten their grip, readying to milk me for all I’m worth…

Seconds later I could hold back no more., “I’m cumming Zita. I’m cumming inside you!”

As I spray my love juice high up inside her dark, hairy cunt, I feel Zita’s body tense and twitch above me, as possibly for the first time ever, I experience the wonders of a simultaneous orgasm.
Sweaty, exhausted and motionless after our sudden burst of activity, emotions are swirling through my head as the enormity of what I’ve just done hits home. My fantasy has become a reality and I’ve fucked another woman, other than my wife. I’ve committed adultery and fucked my secretary. I’m horrified but at the same time enthralled, as my hands finally relinquish their grip of her breasts.

“Well that was fun!” declares Zita, getting up from me, as my limp cock slips out of her, “I didn’t know you had it in you, to be honest.” she adds, rather cuttingly. as she hunches her skirt back down over her thighs.

She’s clearly more assured than I am about what’s just happened, but clearly I’ve much more to lose; a young wife, a family, a home, all I’d worked and saved for.

Despite all of this, the overriding sensation though is one of elation. Little did I know but this moment would mark the start of a lifetime of adultery.

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