On the terrace, apero glasses empty. Cathy leans in. Her breath hot on my neck. ‘Pass your hand under my skirt, Marie. Feel how wet I am for you.’ Fingers slip up her thigh. Soaked panties. Clit throbbing under lace. My pussy clenches. Heart races. Husband’s away in England. This is our home. His bed nearby. Fuck it. I want her here. Now.
Grab her wrist. Pull her inside. Lips crash. Tongues fuck wildly. Elevator hums to guest room. Door slams. Her floral dress drops. Pixie cut wild. Tits full, nipples begging. I shove her onto satin sheets. Crawl over. Bite her neck. Hands squeeze those perfect tits. Pinch hard. She moans. ‘Yes, Marie. Own me.’
The Awakening: Surrendering to Forbidden Heat
Spread her thighs. Dive face-first. Pussy lips swollen, dripping honey. Tongue laps her clit. Circle slow, then fast. Fingers plunge in. Two. Curl up. Hit that spot. She bucks. ‘Fuck! Deeper!’ Juices flood my mouth. Salty-sweet. Add thumb on clit. She screams. Body arches.
Flip her ass up. Cheeks spread. Pink hole winks. Lick rim. Tongue probes. She pushes back. ‘Eat my ass, you dirty bitch.’ Finger her pussy while tongue-fucking anus. Switch. Two fingers in ass now. Stretch that tight ring. She grinds. ‘More! Fist me if you dare.’ Not yet. Prostate her deep. She explodes. Squirts on sheets. Shaking. Gasping.
She flips me. Rips skirt off. No panties. ‘Your bourgeois cunt’s soaked.’ Fingers ram in. Three. Scissoring stretch. Thumb in my ass. One knuckle. Then two. ‘Take it like my slut.’ I do. Grind on her hand. Tits bounce. Nipples sucked raw. She bites. Pain sparks pleasure. Clit grinds her palm. Orgasm rips. I squirt. Soak her arm.
The Act: Raw, Visceral Ecstasy Unleashed
69 now. Faces buried. Pussies devoured. Tongues in asses. Fingers everywhere. Dirty talk flies. ‘Lick my shithole.’ ‘Finger-fuck my married cunt.’ Cum together. Waves crash. Bodies slick with sweat, cum.
Night blurs. Wake tangled. Morning fuck slow. Her strap? No, fingers, tongues. Breakfast naked. Feed her pussy strawberries. Lick cream off tits. Day out: Pérouges, caves. Back for more. Ass play deepens. Her pegging me with toy from drawer. I scream yes. Fill me.
Sunday eve. She dresses. Kiss lingers. ‘This was real, Marie.’ Door closes. Silence hits. Bed smells of us. Husband texts: home tomorrow. Shower away traces. But thrill burns. Touched her here. Fucked wild in his house. No regrets. Pussy twitches remembering. Secret safe. Addiction deeper. I’ll crave more. The forbidden rush. Mine forever.