The evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the city as Jessica slipped into a tight, black dress that hugged her curves like a second skin. Her husband, Mark, sat on the couch, engrossed in some mindless TV show, oblivious to the storm of anticipation brewing in her chest. She’d told him she was meeting a friend for drinks, a harmless lie that rolled off her tongue with practiced ease. He barely looked up as she kissed his forehead and slipped out the door, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor.
I waited for her at the bar, a hulking figure in a dark button-up shirt that strained against my broad shoulders. At 6’4” and built like a linebacker, I stood out in the dim, upscale lounge. Jessica’s eyes locked onto mine the moment she walked in, her lips curling into a sly smile. Her auburn hair cascaded over her shoulders, and the dress revealed just enough cleavage to make my pulse quicken. She slid onto the stool next to me, her thigh brushing mine as she ordered a martini.
“Missed me?” she teased, her voice low and husky.
“More than you know,” I rumbled back, my hand resting on her knee under the table. The heat of her skin radiated through the thin fabric, and I could feel her shiver under my touch.
Dinner was a blur of small talk and stolen glances. We sat at a corner table in a dimly lit restaurant, the kind with overpriced steaks and wine lists longer than a novel. I watched her lips as she sipped her Cabernet, the way they glistened in the candlelight. She laughed at my dumb jokes, her fingers brushing mine across the table, sending sparks up my arm. Every move she made was deliberate, a dance of seduction that had me straining against my jeans by the time we paid the bill.
After dinner, we walked to my truck, parked in a shadowy lot behind the restaurant. The air was thick with tension as I opened the passenger door for her. Before she climbed in, I grabbed her waist, pulling her against me. Her breath hitched as I kissed her hard, my tongue claiming her mouth. She melted into me, her hands gripping my shoulders, nails digging into my flesh. I could taste the wine on her lips, feel the urgency in her body as she pressed her hips against mine.
“Let’s go somewhere private,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need.
My place wasn’t far.. a small, rugged cabin just outside the city. The drive was silent, save for the hum of the engine and the sound of her breathing. My hand rested on her thigh, inching higher with every mile until my fingers brushed the edge of her panties. She squirmed, parting her legs slightly, inviting me to explore. I could feel the damp heat through the lace, and it took every ounce of restraint not to pull over and take her right there.
Inside the cabin, the door barely closed before I had her against the wall. Her dress hit the floor in a crumpled heap, revealing her body in all its glory. Her nipples stood out, stiff and pink against the creamy swell of her breasts, begging for attention. I took one in my mouth, sucking hard as she moaned, her fingers tangling in my hair. My cock throbbed in my jeans, thick and heavy, aching to be free.
She dropped to her knees, her hands fumbling with my belt. When she finally freed me, her eyes widened at the sight, my cock was thick, veined, and already leaking precum. She wrapped her lips around the tip, her tongue swirling as she took me deeper. I groaned, my hands gripping her head, guiding her as she sucked me off with a hunger that made my knees weak.
“Enough,” I growled, pulling her up. I needed more than her mouth. I led her to the bed, pushing her onto her back. Her legs spread wide, revealing her pussy, pink, glistening, and swollen with arousal. I ran my fingers along her slit, feeling how wet she was, how ready. She whimpered as I teased her clit, her hips bucking against my hand.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I positioned myself between her thighs, my cock nudging her entrance. With one hard thrust, I buried myself inside her, stretching her tight walls. She cried out, her nails raking my back as I pounded into her. Her pussy gripped me like a vise, slick and hot, pulling me deeper with every stroke. I could feel her trembling, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as I fucked her senseless.
“Harder,” she begged, and I obliged, slamming into her until the headboard rattled against the wall. Her nipples bounced with every thrust, dark pink now from my earlier attention, and I pinched one, making her scream. Her pussy clenched around me as she came, her body shaking, her juices soaking the sheets.
I wasn’t done. I flipped her onto her stomach, pulling her hips up so I could take her from behind. My cock slid back into her dripping pussy, and I fucked her with relentless force. She moaned into the pillow, her ass jiggling with every impact. I felt the pressure building, my balls tightening, and with a guttural roar, I came, filling her with a torrent of hot cum. She shuddered beneath me, her pussy milking every drop as I pumped into her.
But I wasn’t satisfied with once. After a brief pause, I rolled her onto her back again, spreading her legs wide. My cum glistened at her entrance, mixing with her own wetness, and I slid back in, fucking her through the mess I’d made. She was looser now, slicker, and it drove me wild. I came again, flooding her pussy with another load, my cock pulsing as I emptied myself inside her.
By the time we finished, she was a trembling, panting mess, her pussy red and swollen, leaking my cum onto the sheets. I kissed her deeply, tasting the sweat on her lips, before helping her dress. Her legs wobbled as she stood, and I smirked, knowing she’d feel me with every step on her way home.
Back at her house, Mark was still on the couch, half-asleep. Jessica slipped inside, her dress slightly wrinkled, her thighs sticky with my seed. She didn’t say a word as she climbed the stairs, but I knew what would happen next. She’d lie back on their bed, spread her legs, and let him taste me, my cum dripping from her well-fucked pussy as he licked her clean, oblivious to the man who’d claimed her just hours before.
