There I was, engrossed in the middle of a film when my phone pinged prompting the arrival of a new message.
“I’ve read your private messages, and if you want to fuck her, get here.”
Apprehension caught hold, along with a huge amount of guilt. I replied,
“If I thought you were serious I’d be straight there.”
The very thought of being intimate with her overshadowed any thoughts that he just wanted to batter me. There came the reply.
No sooner had I read that, then I was speeding along the motorway to them. My only defence to the police should I be pulled over was that I was off to fuck my dream woman. And yet it may still have been just a lure to batter me senseless.
In less than an hour I stood, my finger hoovering over the doorbell. I pressed it nervously.
It was she who answered the door and my heart just melted instantly. Dressed in just a baggy sweat top and jeans, she looked at me in complete shock.
“What are you doing here?” she questioned. “I’m not alone.”
Holding up my phone, I showed her the message as a figure appeared down the hallway.
“Come in, your letting the hot air out. No using our bed and no kissing,” he said bluntly.
“Are you serious?” she asked as she took my hand. “You’re going to just watch as he fuck’s me?”
“He’d be doing me a favour!” he replied, returning to the living room.
I had her top and jeans off before we made the sofa. Her excited nipples erect against the fabric of the lacy bra, my fingers encouraging the damp patch on her matching knickers.
She moaned softly as I released her bra clasp, her impressive breasts hanging free and exposed for my mouth and tongue to explore. For some twenty minutes I did nothing but grope and suck on them, occasionally rubbing her soaking wet panties to further excite her.
Paying attention to her whole body I began kissing my way down. Pulling off her knickers as she arched her back away from the back of the sofa. I pushed my lips against hers, sucking them into my mouth whilst flicking my tongue against her clit. Her hand clasped my head as she pulled me closer, my tongue now deep inside her tasting her juices.
It was about ten minutes after I’d begun sucking her pussy that I’d heard a familiar *beep*. He must of gotten bored as he switched on his games console.
It was time to take him up on his offer. Releasing my straining cock from where it had been constrained in my own jeans, I pressed the tip against her excited and swollen pussy. Slowly, as she moaned deeply, I lowered myself into her. I felt her nails digging into my back.
I gave him a glance, my cock buried deep in his future wife, and his gaze never left the screen. So my attention returned to her beautiful lust filled eyes as we fucked for what seemed like hours. I felt her muscles spasm over my cock several times as she came for me, her expression awash with pleasure and passion.
“Come in me,” she said with a panting whisper, pulling me close and breaking his rule of no kissing. Her lips felt like magic against my own. Her tongue danced with mine forcing me to hit my own release.
With her pussy full of my cum, I returned my head to between her thighs. There was no sweeter taste than drinking both our cum from her pussy, and no better feeling than sharing a mouthful as we kissed.
“If your both done,” he said still fully concentrating on his game.
It was time to take my leave, although the thought of spending the remainder of the night wrapped in her arms never left me. Stood at the door I offered my goodbyes, kissing her tenderly and wiping a tear from her eyes.
“I’ll be in touch when you can do that again,” he called out as I got in my car.
On the drive home I came hard one more time as the thought of what we’d just done played over and over in my head.
I’m now waiting eagerly for his next message.