I glanced over at him, sitting in the chair with his suit on, while I stood at the foot of the bed and unbuttoned my shirt. She perched on the edge of the bed and smiled as my muscled chest came into view. I paused for a little dramatic effect, flexing my pecs while lowering the shirt off of my shoulders and exposing my flat and muscled stomach.
Her right hand reached out and the long nails grazed the slight hair on my chest while I shrugged the shirt off and let it fall. Her smile revealed her satisfaction as she sat back and gazed into my eyes. I reached my hands out and she put hers in mine, our eyes locked on each other as I guided them to my belt and put her fingers on the buckle.
The flicker of the candles in the room reflected in the deep pools of her eyes, a literal flame of desire looking into my empty soul as we gazed at each other. Her nimble fingers deftly popped the button and the drawl of the zipper was loud in the silent room.
“Shit!” He cursed as my cock unfurled.
I looked over and shook my head, putting my finger to my lips as a reminder to be silent. He scowled and nodded, knowing he had agreed to be quiet and stay in the chair during our interlude.
“Oh, yes…” she mused quietly as she examined the long, thick sausage dangling in her face.
Her fingers ran over the tip before gliding along the shaft, gently touching the throbbing veins as it twitched under her touch. Her tongue ran over lips as her hands grasped me, her nails barely overlapping when she tried to wrap her hands around the thick trunk, and I could feel the warmth of her breath on my sensitive tip. She moved her hands up and down slowly, from trunk to tip, and glanced at him.
“He’s fucking huge,” she purred. “The biggest I’ve seen.”
When she looked up at me I smiled, put my hand on her head, and pushed my swollen cock into her mouth. She gagged and pulled back, putting her hands on my thighs to push away. I held her steady and began fucking her mouth, sliding my cock in and out of her drooling orifice as she gurgled and gasped.
“That’s it,” I hissed. “Suck it good.”
The pressure on my thighs lessened as she became used to the size and soon over half was pushing into her throat with each thrust.
“That’s enough,” I announced. “On your back, legs apart.”
She quickly moved up the bed and spread her legs, the black dress bunched around her waist. Her freshly shaved pussy glistened in the candlelight as I climbed between her legs and positioned myself.
I spread her folds apart and pushed my cock into her, hearing the gasp when the thick head stretched her hungry cunt. I did slow thrusts, taking pauses as she adjusted to the girth, and my swollen cock inched inside as she grunted along. She groaned loudly when I thrust hard and pushed deep, burying most of my thick cock into her tight wetness. I held her legs up and apart as I pounded into her, seeing him perched on the edge of the chair in an attempt to watch my cock as it slammed into her.
I pulled out and told her get up on all fours. She slowly moved into place and lifted her dress until her ass was up and her glistening cunt exposed. I shoved my cock into her, pushing deep on the first thrust and getting a loud groan in return. After a few strokes I fucked her hard and fast, driving my cock into her as her big tits swayed, her ass cheeks rippled, and her cries filled the air.
She collapsed onto the bed, unable to keep herself up any longer. I pulled out and flipped her over again, moving her like a rag doll, and my cock pushed into her cunt once again. Her knees went to her shoulders and I fucked her hard, my big balls slapping as my cock pounded in and out, the thick shaft and her gripping pussy exposed to his view.
The pressure was intense and my balls aching when I erupted, dumping a huge load of cum into her battered cunt, and each throb pushed more cum into her until it gushed past my shaft and ran down, covering her pucker with pearly cream.
Once the surges stopped I pulled out and let her legs drop, stroking myself while I caught my breath and sat back on my heels.
She lay limp as he stood up and approached the bed. The tent in his pants made it obvious he was happy with the show.
“Fuck her,” I suggested.
He stared at her cum-filled cunt.
“Get it while it’s hot,” I prodded. “You’re going to love it.”
He smiled, dropped his trousers, and climbed between her legs. His cock slipped in easily and he fucked her furiously, groaning loudly when he came.
I dressed while he pulled his pants up, a sheepish grin on his face. He pulled out his wallet and removed a wad of bills, handing them to me and nodding his head.
“Five hundred,” he assured me.
I counted it before putting it in my pocket.
“She is going to want this again,” I warned him. “Once is not enough for most.”
“We’ll see,” he replied. “Thanks.”
“Anytime. You both know where to find me.”
I went over to the bed and moved the damp hair away from her face, ran my fingers over her mouth, and watched her eyes open slightly.
“See you next time. You’re a great fuck.”
I left the room and mused about the easy money I make fucking rich guys’ wives.
