They had known each other for years and had sex a few times, but always with rules. No kissing, no direct eye contact, just fucking without feelings. His best friend, her husband, entrusted him to help fulfill her fantasies over the years in threesomes with two guys and her. He also participated in a couple of group sex parties, occupying her while her husband played with another female. Because of the men’s friendship, she kept things very impersonal though she often fantasized about uninhibited sex alone with him.
On her 40th birthday, her husband was away. Consequently, it had been a long time since she had felt sexy or desired. Usually timid, she decided tonight she would be brave, but it would take a lot of alcohol. She wasn’t sure how the proposition would go since he was happily married, and her husband wasn’t involved, but she was sure it had to be him.
After starting the evening with her girlfriends and downing way too many free rounds of Fireball, she got the nerve to send the first text. She invited him to the bar, but he was working, typical of a damn truck driver. Her heart sank; she had her mind set on hot sex. She told him of her plans to have dirty, uninhibited sex that night. She told him how horny and drunk she was, and teased him over text.
He replied, “if you don’t stop, I’m going to have to do something complicated while driving.”
“No,” she said, “I want you to do something complicated with me right now.”
He explained how he would not be back in town until the early morning but would hurry, the damn semi wouldn’t go over sixty-two, he complained.
She had to assure him several times she was sure and remind him that she made the first move, it was his move when he arrived at her house, he had a tendency of being shy as well.
He arrived on his Harley around five a.m. and snuck quietly into her house and back to her room. They looked at each other for a moment in the candlelit room; she sat in only her bra and panties.
“Remove your bra,” he ordered.
She removed it as told.
“Now, remove those panties.”
She did, getting even more excited than she had been, but also a bundle of nerves. She had not been alone with a man other than her husband in many, many years.
He slid into the bed after removing his clothes and spread her legs wide so that he could taste her. He teased her clit gently for a moment with his tongue, inserted a finger inside her, and reeled at how wet and excited she was. He knew how she liked it. He sucked and licked on her throbbing clit until he could feel her contracting around his finger and didn’t stop until she was done climaxing. His face was wet from her excitement.
She had never been so wet. She wanted his cock in her mouth, but when he thrust the rock hard shaft inside her, she was coming again. Her moans were loud and uncontrolled, like her orgasms. It was as if his cock was made specially to fit into her.
He thrust in and out of her until she thought she would faint from the intensity of multiple continuous orgasms. He let her rest long enough to smoke and pulled her onto him, moving her hips back and forth, grinding her against him, pushing his full length into her, sucking on her hard nipples and cupping her large breasts. He could feel the pleasure she received as he got a little rough. He let her cum again and then motioned he was ready to climax. He grabbed her hair and put his cock into her mouth.
“Yes,” she moaned “in my mouth.”
