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By *ozJack OP Couple
over a year ago
Cardiff |
Soon after Ryan returned, he asked where Jack was and I told him he'd gone for a cigarette and might be a while. Instantly the mood shifted. He came to sit next to me and wrapped his muscular arms around me, pulling me on top of him. He kissed me with a passion like I'd never had before. A combination of months of flirting, eying each other up, and a sense that we didn't have long before Jack returned made things intense. He grabbed my arse and I moaned into his mouth as he did. I could feel things stirring, goosebumps up my entire body. I put my hands under his shirt, feeling his abs.
"God you're fucking hot" I said instinctively. He grabbed me harder and I grinded on him, feeling myself getting hornier. After a while of this, with his shirt basically ruined with broken buttons from me touching him up I went to my knees and kissed his torso all over. I kissed each ab individually, thinking about how long I had fantasized about being with him. My hands went to his belt, and he stopped me.
"What if Jack finds us?" he said panting.
"Then he can watch" I replied, thinking of nothing more than my next move.
He smirked and moved to undo his belt. I pulled his trousers down, followed by his boxers, and his cock popped out.
I know it's a cliche, I know it appears in every hotwife story you've likely read, but I can honestly say, hand on heart, it was the biggest dick I'd ever seen. I wrapped both hands around it, working up and down the shaft, while licking the tip with my tongue. I remember vividly looking up at him, shirt unbuttoned, bouncer tag still on his arm, moaning in pleasure as I pleasured him. In that moment I had no boyfriend, no "agreement", I just wanted every ounce of his body. |