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Maria gets sluttierMaria and the boy next door….After my previous story you must wonder about my husband. I hadjust cheated for the first time in our marriage and it was with theteenage boy from next door. I had to tell my husband. I can’t keepsecrets from him and I don’t want to. So here’s what happened….After my encounter with Keith in the backyard, I stayed there in mybikini and lightly dozed with the feeling of both excitement and dread.I was still in the lounge chair when my husband came home from golf.He liked seeing me in my bikini and gave me a kiss. I was happy tosee him too but I still had some cum from Keith keeping my pussyvery wet. He tried to reach down the front of my bikini but I stoppedhim. I didn’t want him to feel how juicy I was. I told my husband weshould go take a shower… making the excuse that he was sweatyfrom golf.In the shower, he became aroused as I soaped up his growingerection. I was still feeling very sexy after my encounter with Keithand wanted a little more stimulation. My husband turned me aroundand easily entered me from behind. I turned off the water from theshower and braced myself against the wall. He grabbed my waist andthrust into me. Was it bad that I was imagining Keiths hard cock?Either way, I had a quick orgasm and my husband wasn’t far behind.As he came in me, it occurred to me that this was the first time in mylife that I had 2 loads in me from different sources in 1 day. Maria,you’re getting sluttier!We had dinner and watched some TV. I was preoccupied by mythoughts of seeing Keith again and how to tell my husband. As wewent to sleep that night, I thought of a plan for the next day.The next morning, I got up early and went for a run to finalize my planfor the evening. I told my husband that I was going to cook thatevening and to make sure he had an appetite. I went to the store toget the ingredients for one of his favorites, chicken parm. When dinner time was getting close, I told my husband to open some wineand I went to change my clothes.For dinner, I put on stockings, a garter belt, high heels and a shortskirt. I skipped the panties. I also wore a silk blouse without a bra. Mymakeup was a little overdone… but I wanted to look sluttier… just asmy husband has wanted. This is not the usual attire for a Sundayevening dinner for 2 at home! Needless to say, my husband noticed. Iteased him while I prepared dinner. He would come up from behindme and run his hand under my skirt… feeling my moist pussy…slipping a finger in… he wanted to bend me over the counter andfuck me but I told him to wait.We ate dinner and as we finished, I took my husband by the hand andbrought him to the living room and sat him on the couch. I whisperedin his ear that I had a story for him. I kissed his ear and neck andstarted to take his cock out of his pants. I stroked him and started totell him the story about the boy next door. I started slowly and as thestory progressed, I swung myself onto his lap, straddling him, so Icould ease his hard cock into my dripping pussy. As I rode him, eskişehir escort Icontinued the story about Keith coming to our yard and fucking me.My mouth was slowly telling the story into my husbands ear…whispering…. moaning…. Adding details…. As I rode his hard cock.My husband was very aroused and thrusting to meet my humping ofhis cock. When I got to the part of the story when Keith put his largecock into me, my husband grabbed my waist and came hard into mypussy. We were both panting and I kept quiet for a minute and didn’tlet his cock out of me. As he caught his breath, he said “that’s apretty good story”. Now came the hard part…. I held his head in myhands and whispered into his ear…. “it’s also true”. He didn’t sayanything but I felt his cock twitch inside me. I didn’t know what hewas thinking… anger, jealousy or rage… but I know there was a partof him that liked it.We talked for a while after that. I assured him that I loved him nowmore than ever and that isn’t going to change. We have beenexploring our sexuality a lot lately and this was a manifestation ofthat. He has encouraged me to be a slut. He asked if I was going to see him again. I said “I’d like to” but not if it’s not okay with you. Hethought about it and said he didn’t mind as long as I didn’t hideanything from him. Our marriage took a different turn right there. Inow had an open license to fuck just about anyone as long as I didn’thide it from my husband. I knew I had to see Keith again!I didn’t have contact information from Keith but I knew he’d belooking for me in the backyard. It took a few days but I found a quietand sunny afternoon to get in some sun time. I put on a new pinkbikini and a silk wrap and headed into the yard, wondering if therewould be eyes on me from next-door. It didn’t take long before Iheard noise across the yard and of course it was Keith. I saw him andwaved and went to chat with him over the fence. We made somesmall talk but then I got to my point. I told him that I had told myhusband about what we did. I assured him it was okay and then toldhim I would like to see him again if he would like to. He wasn’t sureabout my husband but he said he would like to get together againsometime. I told him Saturday would be a good day… my husbandwould be golfing for a few hours and I was free. I told him to comeover at 11.The next few days were very slow to go by. I kept looking forward togetting fucked by that hard bodied teenager. I had my nails done, apedicure and waxing…. Fully prepping my body for him. WhenSaturday arrived, I saw my husband on his way to his buddies with akiss at the door. I had about an hour to get myself ready.I took a shower and made sure my skin was smooth. I fixed my hairand makeup. I decided I wanted to look like a classic MILF nextdoor.. stockings, a garter belt, matching bra and panties. Some 5”heels a straight and tight pencil skirt and a silk blouse. I wanted tolook good for him. I’m sure girls his age don’t dress like this and Iwanted him to like what he saw. My stomach was escort eskişehir full of butterflies asthe hour drew close. My pussy was already dripping in my silkpanties.I almost jumped when the doorbell rang. I composed myself andwalked slowly to the door. I opened the door.. presenting myself to him and his eyes told me he liked what he saw. He was dressed nicebut casually. His shorts were on the loose side and I knew that a verynice cock was inside. He came inside and I showed him to our livingroom. I offered him some water and came back into the room slowlyto give him a good view. We chatted again about my husband just tomake him relax a little.I couldn’t wait any longer. I reached for his lap and felt his cock wasalready semi hard. He didn’t resist as a undid his pants and drew hisbeautiful cock out. He wasn’t wearing underwear so his cock sprangout as I drew down his pants. I gave his shaft a few strokes and thengot on my knees between his legs. I had one hand on his cock andstarted to lick the shaft while I was looking him in the eye. I wanted tosee his reaction when I took the head into my mouth. I kissed hisheavy balls and then moved up the smooth shaft… making my wayup to the large head. He was starting to drip. I stuck my tongue outand took the drops of precum and savored them as I never lost eyecontact. I opened my mouth wide to take the head in my mouth. Iswirled my tongue over the head and he leaked more precum into mymouth. I slowly stroked the shaft with my hand and moved my mouthup and down on the head… picking up my pace. He was gentlyholding my head…. moaning… saying how good it felt… bucking hiships against me. I took my mouth off him long enough to look at himand tell him I wanted him to cum in my mouth. He groaned as I wentback to work with my mouth with renewed vigor and passion. I wasexploring his beautiful cock with my tongue and mouth… feeling theridges and veins. His breathing was quickening and his cock wasswelling. He said he was cumming and I closed my mouth over thehead with suction. I wanted every drop of his precious cum in mymouth. The first jet spilled onto my tongue and then a torrent of cumspilled out in 4-5 blasts that filled my mouth and throat. I swallowedand savored as his flow slowly subsided. I kept hold of his cock andcleaned up the remaining drops. He kept saying ‘wow’. This gave mesome internal satisfaction but I was eager for more.His breathing returned to normal but his cock was still pretty hard.Those teenage hormones! I got up and took him by the hand and ledhim down the hallway to the guest bedroom. I couldn’t take him to the Master bedroom. His cock was jutting out in front of him as hewalked. It swayed form side to side like a saber that I couldn’t wait tohave buried in my pussy. Standing by the side of the bed he had hishands all over me… feeling my butt and my tits. I undid a few buttonsof my blouse and lifted a breast from the cups of my bra. As he tookmy nipple into his mouth a shockwave of pleasure shot through mybody. My nipples eskişehir escort bayan are very sensitive and they were hard as erasers. Hewent from one to the other with his mouth. I had one hand on theback of his head and the other was stroking his very hard cock.I sat down on the bed and laid back. He raised my skirt… seeing mystockings and garters for the first time. He said ‘that is so hot’ beforehe put his face to my crotch. He started to slip my panties down and Iraised my hips to let him. His mouth went to my pussy… which wasdrenched at this point. I had a mini orgasm as he sucked gently onmy clit. While I appreciate good oral sex, it was his cock I wanted. Idrew him up to me and kissed him… tasting my juice on his tongue. Itook his hard cock and slid his shaft into me. I spread my legs wideand grabbed us tight little butt. His first few strokes in me were gentlebut he then started to pick up pace… his cock going deep into mywell lubricated pussy like a piston. Wave after wave of pleasure wassweeping through me as a very intense orgasm was on the way. I wasbreathing hard… panting… mumbling. ‘fuck me… fuck me’… and hedid. His cock was going very deep and the combination of the deepstrokes and the friction on my clit sent me over the edge. My bodywas shaking…. My chest felt flushed and my grip on his tight butt gottighter as a mind blowing orgasm hit me. It seemed like I blacked outfor a few seconds as my brain was trying to cope with the intensepleasure.He was still hard and thrusting away as I came to. I looked up to seehis firm body spreading mine wide open. I saw my stocking clad legsand heels in the air and as I looked down I saw my engorged labiaaround his glistening cock. What a sight that was!I wanted to change positions so I stopped him for a second and hadhim withdraw. I got on my hands and knees so he could take me frombehind. There is a mirror on the wall…. I wanted to see my stud in action. He grabbed my ass with both hands and went back to workwith his cock in my pussy. He was thrusting with force…. Pulling myhips back to meet his thrusts. I just kept mumbling… ‘yes…yes’ andthe pleasure never seemed to slow down. I watched in the mirror…seeing his face as he stared at my ass. I saw my breasts swayingunderneath me. I saw his tight abs. The look on his face was pure lustand passion. I liked it. I wanted to be the kind of fuck he’d remember.I wanted to be his fuck doll.I begged him to cum. I begged him to cum in me… to fill me with hisseed. Those words must have sent him over the edge and he almostyelled ‘I’m cumming’. I said ‘yes… yes… cum in my pussy’… and hedid. His cock swelled as it sent jets of cum into my waiting pussy.He collapsed onto my back trying to catch his breath. He said ‘thatwas amazing’ and I agreed! His cock began to soften and I shifted tolet it slip out of me. I felt the air on my soaked crotch and his spermbegan to flow out of me onto the bed. He laid back on the bed and Ibent over to kiss his cock and clean our combined juices off him. Hiscock was pretty sensitive at that point so I was very gentle.We talked a little. I asked about his girlfriend. I asked if his was goingto tell her and he wasn’t sure. I left it up to him but I encouraged himto do so. Honesty is the best way to go…. And you never know where itmight lead!

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