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The Church Lady
by Blue Eyed Guy (blueeyeguy1964@gmail.com)

***

A young man ends up having an affair with an older women 
from his church whose husband has been neglecting her. 
(MF, cheat, mast, oral, voy)

***

I was 22 and not much with the ladies and in all 
honesty, I had only been laid once and that was by some 
skanky, drunk chick who I think was passed out for most 
of it. Guess you could say I was searching for something 
and got involved with a local fire and brimstone church, 
mainly because one of its members was a hot young girl I 
knew from college. Interestingly enough, I never did get 
to bang her, but I did find other salvation in the 
church.

It was 1986 and one of my favorite masturbatory women 
was Pat Benatar. Ironically, the female music director 
at the church looked a little like her with the high 
cheek bones and hair style. And, she could also sing 
like an angel; no pun intended.

The church had a tradition where every week, a few of 
the longtime members of the church would visit one of 
the newer members to answer any questions and just 
generally "check in" on them. My turn came around and 
wouldn't you know it, Paula, the music director, was one 
of the people in the group of three or four people. Her 
husband, Dave, who I had talked to a couple times and 
seemed quite boring, wasn't with the group that night. 
Interesting.

Paula spotted my guitar and asked if I played. I 
explained that I had taken a few lessons, but wasn't 
very good at all and had forgotten most of what I had 
learned. She said that maybe I could get back to playing 
and accompany her some time with music at the church. 
Actually, I had been meaning to get back to playing and 
it might be fun to spend some time alone with Paula 
practicing. I never figured I would have a chance with 
her since she was married, but hey, hanging out with a 
good looking woman is never a bad thing.

As it turned out, Paula and Dave often invited me to 
their place for dinner and to watch sports. Sports were 
the one thing Dave and I had in common and it at least 
made him seem a little interesting. The more time that 
we spent together, the more I became infatuated with 
Paula. She had a tight little body, with nicely sized 
and shaped breasts and a great ass. She also wasn't as 
stodgy as most of the people in the church and still 
listened to some rock music and had more fun than 
playing BINGO at the church.

I noticed that Dave was the typical Christian husband; 
domineering, demanding and offering little attention to 
his wife. I made a mental note of that as what I figured 
was a chink in the armor of their marriage and started 
to pay attention to Paula, just giving little 
compliments here and there and letting her know that I 
appreciated her friendship.

One night, the three of us went to a Baltimore Orioles 
game. It turned out that I had to work unexpectedly 
during the day and Paula and Dave lived about a half-
hour away from me and in between me and Baltimore, which 
was about 1 1/2 hours away. I was dead tired, but 
enjoyed the game. When we all got back to their house, 
Paula noted how tired I was and was afraid I'd fall 
asleep on the ride home. Their son was away with a 
friend and she suggested I stay in his room and could 
head home in the morning.

Dave thought it was a good idea, so I figured, why not? 
As it turned out, their kid's room was right next to 
theirs and the walls of the old house were pretty thin.

I could hear Paula and Dave talking about plans for the 
next day and just life in general and then it became 
sort of quiet. I figured they had gone to sleep. What I 
heard next made me perk up and listen closer.

"Come on, Dave, I know you're tired, but I'm so horny 
and we haven't had sex in over a week. Please, baby, I 
don't even care if you just finger me, please make me 
cum," pleaded Paula.

"You know I don't appreciate it when you talk like that. 
Just stop," was Dave's response. "Paula stop! I simply 
don't want to have sex tonight, so stop being so lewd 
and touching yourself like that."

"Come on, honey. At least watch me rub myself and let me 
see your dick and pretend you're inside of me. Look how 
wet I am, babe. Watch me make myself cum if you don't 
want to fuck me, just watch me, cum."

At this point, Paula was speaking softer and I decided 
to venture to the hallway to hear what she was saying. I 
thought it would at least be awesome to hear her 
cumming, if that's what she was going to do. When I got 
to their door, I noticed it was open just the slightest 
bit and I could barely see inside the room, which was 
dimly lit by a big light outside the house.

I was eventually able to make out Paula on her knees 
sideways on the bed, completely naked and rubbing her 
pussy. Dave was lying next to her on his back and I 
could see that he was naked, but amazingly, his cock 
wasn't even hard even with what was going on in front of 
him.

"Here, feel how wet I am," Paula said as she took her 
fingers that were wet with pussy juice and rubbed them 
on Dave's cock.

"Paula, stop. Just because you're acting like a slut, 
doesn't mean that I want my penis to smell like one."

"Here, let me lick that off for you," said Paula as she 
grabbed his dick and started to move her head closer.

"Paula, for the last time, no!"

"God, I can't take not getting fucked," said Paula in a 
louder voice than before and laid down on her back, 
still naked.

I made note of the fact that Dave wasn't satisfying her 
sexually and counted that as another chink in the armor. 
I was just about to go back to my room, figuring the 
show was over, when I noticed that Paula hadn't covered 
up and her hand had started to move again. She was 
quietly squeezing her left breast with her one hand and 
rubbing her pussy with the other. Needless to say, I 
continued to watch and it wasn't long before her hips 
started to move slowly up and down on the bed as Dave 
started to snore.

Thinking I should enjoy the moment and play with my own 
rock hard cock, I reached into my underwear - the only 
thing I was wearing - and grabbed a hold of my dick and 
started to jerk off. Being a little careless, my head 
pushed the door a little as I leaned back to continue 
watching. Paula quickly stopped and looked toward the 
door. 

I froze, with my cock in my hand, not knowing what to 
do. In just a few seconds, laid her head back on the 
pillow and went back to work on herself. I didn't know 
if she just dismissed what she thought she heard or saw 
or if she knew I was out there and just didn't care if I 
watched, since her husband wouldn't.

Dave slept on and Paula's hips started to move a little 
harder and she started to quietly moan as she reached 
orgasm. Thanks to being clumsy, I could now see her much 
better as the light bounced off those great breasts and 
I could even hear the squishing sound of her fingering 
herself to orgasm.

"Mmmm. yeah, make me cum," she whispered to some 
imaginary lover. "Oh, I need that cock. Fuck me, baby. 
Spray me with your cum. Ahhhhhh, fuck yeah," she 
exclaimed as her body tensed and her hand froze with a 
couple of fingers still inside of her. She laid still 
for a little while, letting out some soft whimpers 
before heading into the master bathroom to clean herself 
up.

With the show officially ended, I headed back to my room 
and went to work on my cock. Knowing that the walls were 
thin and that she could likely hear me as well as I had 
heard her, I also left a slight crack in the door in 
case she wanted to investigate. I imagined the scene I 
had just witnessed and geared my dialogue toward a very 
specific audience.

"Yeah baby, squeeze your titties and watch me jerk off 
on them. Yeah, I love watching you rub your pussy and 
making yourself cum. You are so fucking hot and you make 
my cock so hard."

I continued to jerk myself off and kept trying to see if 
I could see any movement near the door, but it was just 
too dark to tell. If she was there, I knew she could see 
me, because there was a small night light near the bed 
that lit me up pretty well.

"Oh god, baby, I wish I could fuck you. At least we can 
watch each other get off. Oh, I'm cumming baby. I'm 
going to cover your tit. Yeah, baby, cum with me!"

With that, I shot a good, solid load of cum into the air 
and it landed on my stomach. I felt like I was going to 
pass out and was literally dizzy from everything that 
had just happened, but I thought of one last piece of 
dialogue.

"Oh, baby, lick my cum off of me and let me lick the cum 
off your fingers. Mmmm, baby, you are so fucking hot."

As I came down to Earth, I still didn't know if she had 
watched my performance as I did hers or not. I cleaned 
myself up and went to sleep still thinking about 
everything that had happened. 

My family wasn't much for holidays and we didn't always 
get together that much. Paula asked me what I was doing 
for Thanksgiving and I told her I just planned on 
staying home. She wasn't going to take that for an 
answer and told me I should have dinner with them. I 
offered to bring something and surprisingly, she told me 
I should bring some wine to go with dinner. I never 
pictured her or Dave as drinkers, even if it was just 
wine with dinner, but ok; I could always drink a good 
wine, so why not.

Dinner was great and we all had some good conversation 
and watched a movie after dinner. Paula sent their only 
son, Aaron to bed around nine and it wasn't too much 
later when Dave said he was going to bed, too, because 
he had to be up early the next morning for work. I took 
that as my cue to leave, but Paula said I should stay. 
We were going to watch another movie, but I figured with 
Dave exiting, I should too - not that I wanted to.

Dave agreed with Paula and said we should watch the 
movie and apologized for not wanting to stay up, but he 
was really tired. Ok, I thought. Why not, right?

Hardly anyone had any wine at dinner, so Paula decided 
we should have some wine while we watched the movie 
together. Again, why not, right?

She poured us both a glass and brought the bottle along 
into the living room in an ice bucket, so we wouldn't 
have to keep getting up. She put the movie in and 
surprisingly, sat down next to me on the love seat, 
rather than sitting on the sofa where she and Dave had 
sat during the first movie. 

Each time one of us would lean forward to pour some more 
wine, it seemed like we were closer together when we sat 
back. Before long, we were almost snuggling on the love 
seat and it almost felt like we were a couple. Both of 
us were very relaxed and at ease with one another.

The movie had a couple fairly steamy scenes and I could 
almost feel Paula falling closer into me during those 
scenes. At one point, she looked up at me and snuggled 
closer and I threw caution to the wind and put my arm 
around her. 

Surprisingly, she reached over and took my hand that was 
now around her and held it in hers as she continued to 
snuggle closer. For a while, I had almost even forgotten 
that her husband was sleeping literally right above us, 
but thanks to the wine and how much I was enjoying our 
current arrangement, I put it out of my head.

The movie was over and Paula shut off the television and 
when she leaned back, she practically sat on my lap and 
this time, she pulled my arm around her. My fingertips 
brushed against her breast, but she didn't seem at all 
fazed by it. We started to talk about how things were 
going in our lives and just having a very laid back, 
easy conversation with each other. 

At one point, she mentioned the fact that she was tired 
of the same old routines and that her life is nothing 
like what she thought it would be at this point in her 
life. It seemed sad for a woman who was just 31 and even 
though I was just 22, I instinctively kissed the top of 
her head.

We just sat there with me holding her for a moment until 
she looked up at me with her deep hazel eyes and slowly 
moved my hand to her breast and started to move it 
around. After getting over the initial shock, I started 
lightly pinching her nipple. Our eyes never left each 
other and she quietly moaned and moved her mouth to 
mine, initiating what felt like one of the greatest 
kisses of all time.

My free hand went up to her face and stroked her softly 
as we continued to kiss, while my massaging of her 
breast became more and more intense and I pinched her 
nipple a little harder and rubbed it between my fingers. 

I wasn't sure how far this was supposed to go and the 
occasional thought of Dave sleeping in the room right 
above us kept popping into my brain. I decided to test 
the waters, so to speak, and moved my hand from her 
breast down to between her legs. She seemed a little 
startled, but slowly slid her knees apart and gave me 
access. I could literally feel heat coming off of her 
jeans as I rubbed all over, being sure to spend a little 
extra time hitting the top of her pussy, so I would be 
sure to massage her clit.

As her moans became more insistent, she reached over and 
started rubbing my dick and balls through my jeans. I 
slowly unbuttoned her jeans and struggled to slide the 
zipper down, but she made it easier by straightening her 
legs and giving me a better angle to work with. When the 
zipper was down, I wasted no time and reached under her 
panties to finger her soaked pussy.

"Oh, yeah, please make me cum. Please baby."

I slid first one finger and then two into her pussy and 
started to finger her slowly, but picked up the pace and 
intensity as I went along. With my thumb, I found her 
clit and started to massage her closer and closer to an 
orgasm. She pulled her face away from mine and closed 
her eyes while she moaned.

"Mmmmmm, that feels so good. Don't stop, please, I want 
to get off so bad. Yeah, make me cum, just like that."

I followed her orders and kept finger fucking her while 
massaging her clit and soon, her legs stiffened and 
pulled together. Her head tilted back and she let out a 
long moan. Remembering that her husband was right above 
us, I quickly went back to kissing her to quiet her. 
When I did that, her hips started to rock back and forth 
with my fingers still in her pussy. She buried her head 
in my shoulder and in a hoarse whimper, she said; "Oh, 
God, I've wanted you for so long. I know how wrong this 
is, but I knew you would be able to make me cum harder 
than ever."

I confessed to her that I had wanted her too and that I 
couldn't believe this was happening, especially in this 
setting. "Other than how it would affect Aaron, I don't 
care if Dave finds us like this. He's not interested in 
me, but I need sex so bad, I can't stand it. Even just 
to have you finger me like that was amazing. I know we 
can't do it now, but I have to fuck you and soon. 
Especially after tonight, I can't wait for it. I need 
you inside me," she said as she squeezed my still hard 
dick through my jeans.

She quickly started unzipping my jeans and telling me it 
was my turn to cum. My cock isn't huge, but it's not 
bad. About 7 inches long and a decent hand-full thick. 
She moaned as she sat up and freed it from my jeans, 
starting to jerk on it. After flashing me a huge smile, 
she lowered her head and took my balls into her mouth 
and started moving them back and forth with her tongue 
while she jerked me off.

"Oh, fuck, Paula. That's amazing."

She pulled her mouth off of my balls and slid it over my 
dick, moving all the way to the base. She held it there 
for what seemed like an eternity, moving her tongue all 
over my cock. Soon, she was moving up and down on my 
dick with her mouth tight around it and her tongue 
continuing to work on it.

"Paula, I'm going to cum."

She removed her mouth just long enough to tell me it was 
okay to cum in her mouth and went right back to work. It 
was only a few seconds later when I shot a streak of cum 
into her mouth and she instinctively moved her mouth to 
the base of my cock and I could feel her throat working 
to swallow every drop of cum. She kept squeezing my 
balls and the base of my cock, wanting every drop and it 
felt like I actually had another orgasm as more juice 
spurted out the tip of my cock. For a seemingly demure 
church musical director, Paula was quite a cock-sucker. 
When she was satisfied that she had swallowed every 
conceivable drop, she pulled her mouth off my cock and 
gave one final swallow to make sure she got it all.

She then packed my cock back up into my jeans and closed 
both of our pants. We just stayed there close to each 
other for some time, neither one of us knowing what to 
say or do.

"I hope you're not upset at what just happened. We 
shouldn't have done that, but being with you just feels 
so comfortable and right," she said.

I looked at her, smiled and kissed her. I told her I 
wasn't upset at all and had noticed how badly Dave 
treats her. She actually defended him, but had to admit 
that she wished he paid more attention to her and that 
even when he did fuck her, it was just a quickie with 
little foreplay and no excitement. She admitted that she 
had to rub her clit when he fucked her just to be sure 
she would cum and that sometimes, she had to masturbate 
afterward to really satisfy herself.

She told me that their involvement in the church had 
made her rather subdued sexually, but that lately, she 
was feeling less and less satisfied and that she seemed 
to think about sex more and more frequently. She had 
tried to talk to Dave about it, but his response was 
that she needed to pray more and read her Bible more. 
She admitted that she sometimes felt bad about her 
feelings and the language that she wanted to use and 
actually held herself back, especially around Dave. I 
told her she didn't have to do that with me and that I 
thought God would want us to be happy and satisfied.

There was no condoning what we had done or what both of 
us wanted to do in the future, but we rationalized it by 
talking about how the Lord would want us to be happy.

After we had talked for a while, we noticed that it was 
after 1 a.m. and that I had to be going. If Dave were to 
wake up and realize I was still there, it wouldn't be a 
good thing. We shared one last kiss before I walked to 
my car a little drunk and still a lot horny.

Just a few days after my night with Paula, my boss 
called everybody together and told us that the company 
we worked for was losing a lot of money and even though 
he hated to do it at the holidays, he had to let a few 
of us go. I had very little seniority with the company 
and quite honestly, my sales weren't taking off, so I 
figured I would be one of the ones getting axed. 

Just before I was going to leave for the day, sure 
enough, I got called into the office and given a check 
with a decent amount of severance pay written onto it 
and told I was no longer needed. My boss almost cried 
and I told him I understood and that there were no hard 
feelings.

My first instinct was to call Paula. We had talked a 
couple of times since Thanksgiving and it seemed like we 
were both okay with our newly defined relationship. We 
were both maybe a little embarrassed, but we both wanted 
to be with each other and if nothing else, we were 
stronger friends than ever.

Paula managed a video store - remember those - and when 
I called her, one of the employees answered and told me 
they would get her. It took her a couple minutes to pick 
up the phone and she apologized and said they were 
swamped and she was really busy, but was also really 
glad to hear from me. 

I joked that maybe she needed to hire some more help and 
if she did, I was interested because I had just been let 
go. She said she was actually considering it and that if 
I needed a job, at least for the holidays, she would 
gladly hire me. She was so busy that she said she needed 
to get back to work, but that I should call her at home 
that night.

When I called, Dave had taken Aaron somewhere and Paula 
and I talked about the job, which I readily agreed to 
take. We both thought it would be a great way for us to 
see each other more, but that we had to be careful not 
to let anybody know just how good of friends we were. 
She hinted that maybe there would be a need to do some 
after hours inventory or something. That sounded like a 
great part of the job to me.

I started at the store the next week and Paula actually 
had one of the other employees show me the ropes. It was 
disappointing, but we did have to keep that boss/worker 
relationship, so I understood completely. The store did 
get pretty busy and I actually enjoyed the job. It 
wasn't hard to keep my friendship with Paula a secret, 
because we hardly got to see each other since we were 
both so busy. Nobody suspected anything and the holidays 
came and went.

Outside of work, Paula and I saw each other when we 
could, but nothing else really happened. A few long 
kisses here and there and a couple quick grabs of the 
crotch or me squeezing her breasts when we were alone, 
but our friendship carried on as usual. After the 
holidays, it was time to start letting go of some of the 
temporary staff, which included me, but as luck would 
have it, a few of the employees who weren't temporary 
also quit. When all was said and done, there was one 
opening left and I was the only one of the temporary 
workers who was interested in it. Paula and I were 
officially working together on a regular basis.

After the rush of the holidays was over, things calmed 
down in our personal lives and at the video store. As 
manager, Paula did the scheduling and came up with a 
plan. Dave was going to be out of town for a couple of 
days and she arranged it that she was off both of those 
days and by some odd coincidence, I was too. Can't 
imagine how that happened. When Dave left for his trip, 
Paula got on the phone to one of her friends. 

She explained that Dave had to go out of town and that 
her boss had just called and said he needed an immediate 
inventory of the store and that she would have to be at 
work very late. She asked if Aaron could sleep over at 
their place, since her son was a friend of Aaron's and 
they both went to the same school. She explained that 
she would have dinner with Aaron and then bring him over 
after that for him to spend the night.

Paula's deviousness surprised me, but she gave us two 
full days and one amazing night to be together. When 
Paula showed up and told me about her plan, my cock 
instantly started to grow. I'm sure my smile looked like 
that of some school boy who had a crush on one of his 
teachers. Paula moved closer to me and we embraced and 
started to kiss. Not a deep, passionate, out of control 
type kiss, but a soulful kiss that went on for what 
seemed like forever. Paula was the one that broke the 
embrace and stepped back.

"I'm sorry, but I'm just starting to realize what we're 
doing," she said as I thought "oh, shit, she's going to 
pull the religion card. "I really want you, but this is 
so hard, because I do love Dave and if he ever found 
out, I'd lose both him and Aaron."

Being the good soldier, I held her and told her I 
understood. Just when I thought things were ending as 
quickly as they had started, Paula started to run her 
hands over my back and looked into my eyes. "I need this 
so much," she said as she slowly started to kiss me 
again.

As our kiss became more intense, Paula was moaning and I 
could feel her starting to rub her body against mine. 
With that, I started pulling her toward the bedroom and 
told her how much I had been thinking about her and how 
much I wanted to be inside her. When we had finally 
stumbled our way to the bedroom, I reached under the 
back of Paula's shirt and started rubbing her bare skin, 
waiting for a minute to reach for the clasps of her bra. 

As I undid her bra, she let out an audible little 
whimper as if she was again starting to have second 
thoughts, but this time, I simply wasn't going to let 
things go there. Instead, I pushed my arms up and pulled 
her shirt off over her head and quickly reached for her 
bra to pull that off of her as well. If nothing else, I 
was going to see this beautiful woman naked and I kept 
on my mission as I grabbed at the front of her pants and 
quickly undid them and pulled the zipper down just as 
quickly. 

I knelt down in front of her and as I did, pulled her 
pants down with me, pausing only long enough to reach 
down and quickly pull off her shoes. Quickly, her pants 
were off and she was in front of me in just her panties 
as I knelt before her.

As I looked forward, I could see a tiny wet spot on her 
panties and I ran the tip of my finger over it, 
delicately pushing my finger into the fabric and 
pressing it harder against her pussy. Again, she let out 
a little moan and put her hands on my head to steady 
herself. "Oh, baby, no. This is so wrong, we can't." 

I just ignored her and moved quickly to hook my fingers 
into the waist band of her panties and pulled them down 
her awesome legs, reaching my goal of at least seeing 
all of her body. I quickly stood up and pulled my shirt 
off and reached to unbutton my pants, simultaneously 
kicking off my shoes. "Chuck, please, don't take off 
your clothes. I've got to get dressed and leave, we 
can't do this. It seemed so right, but I'm married and I 
love my husband and my son so much and can't risk losing 
that."

Her speech didn't stop me from undressing and I was fast 
enough to grab her and stop her when she went to bend 
down and pick up her clothes.

"Paula, I can't stop now. I've wanted you for so long 
and there's no way I'm going to stop now. I'm going to 
make you cum over and over again."

With that, I grabbed her and kissed her. She moaned 
quietly and didn't exactly return the kiss, but she 
didn't offer a lot of resistance. I could feel her 
pulling away slightly, but I pulled her to me twice as 
hard, hoping she would get the idea that neither of us 
were going anywhere. I kept my hold on her as I again 
knelt in front of her. I moved my head between her legs, 
which were clamped together. Grabbing each of her legs, 
I forced them apart as my head continued to move toward 
that wonderful pussy. As I got close, I stuck out my 
tongue and ran it over her pussy lips, making her gasp. 
I was still holding her legs and I could feel them 
actually go weak and she again had to put her hands on 
my head to steady herself. She just kept moaning over 
and over, "No, please, don't. This is so wrong."

Without saying a word, I drove my open mouth into her 
pussy and started to lick her up and down. "No, we can't 
do... uh, uh, no, please. Stop. This is wrong, please, 
Chuck, please don't do this." My hands moved up and 
cupped her ass cheeks as I drove my mouth harder into 
her pussy. She was still protesting, but her words were 
interrupted by more and more moans and her pussy was 
getting wetter and wetter, both from my saliva and the 
fact that she really was turned on, but refused to let 
herself admit it.

My tongue was licking up and down her pussy and I took 
my hands off her wonderful ass long enough to spread her 
pussy and wrap my tongue around her clit. I pushed both 
of my thumbs into her pussy and started to move them 
back and forth. When I started to suck her pussy lips 
into my mouth, I noticed that she was putting more and 
more weight on my. She was breathing hard and every time 
she exhaled, she let out a soft moan. 

She was still insisting this couldn't happen, but every 
other indication she gave was that she was loving the 
attention that I was giving to her pussy. She had her 
hands on my head and started to try to push my mouth 
away from her pussy, so I grabbed both of her wrists and 
held them behind her back as my mouth continued 
assaulting her pussy. She struggled, but couldn't get 
away from me. As I alternated between licking her clit, 
pushing my tongue into her pussy and sucking her pussy 
lips between my lips, she again softened her struggle.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm cumming. Please, no, this isn't 
right, I can't... uuuggggghhhhh. Oh, no, plea... 
uuuggggghhhhhh, I can't.... oh, I'm cumming, I'm 
cumming, I'm cumming," was all she kept saying, over and 
over. 

After continuing to lick her pussy until she finally 
came down from her orgasm, I eventually got up and went 
to work sucking on her beautiful breasts, causing her to 
whimper slightly. I moved her around and guided her onto 
the bed and guided her head to my cock and even though 
she was still conflicted about what was happening, she 
went to work sucking on my dick, moving her head up and 
down while slowly starting to rub my balls with her 
hand. 

She moaned and whimpered quietly while she was sucking 
my cock, knowing that she shouldn't be doing any of 
this, but yet loving every minute of it. Her hesitance 
about what we were doing was actually a huge turn on for 
me. I had never thought of forcing myself on a woman and 
was never the most outgoing or aggressive guy in the 
world, but her reluctance was turning me on and I was 
enjoying feeling somewhat of a power in the situation.

I pulled her up off of my cock and moved her onto her 
back, positioning myself between her legs. "No, please. 
I'll make you cum, but please don't fuck me. Please 
don't, we can't."

"Babe, I have to be inside of you, I've wanted to be 
inside of you for so long. I've even jerked off thinking 
about how hot and wet your pussy must be," I told her.

I slowly put my dick against her pussy and started to 
slide into her and she was even hotter and wetter than I 
ever imagined even though she was struggling with all of 
the thoughts going through her head. "Oh, God, no, 
please. Uuuunnnngggghhhhh," she moaned as I slid further 
into her. As I started to move in and out of her, she 
stared at me with a look of confusion and part fear, but 
slowly, her legs spread wider apart and when my pace 
started to pick up, she instinctively wrapped her legs 
around me. "That's it, baby. Just lay back and take it, 
I want to fuck you so bad. I want you to cum all over my 
cock."

Before I knew it, my pace had picked up considerably and 
I realized that she was now moaning more than before. 
Slowly, her body started to rock back and forth and the 
look on her face contorted from fear into pleasure. She 
opened her eyes and looked into mine as she moved 
quicker and pulled me into her with her legs. "Oh, yeah. 
Spray me, baby, cum inside of me. I want to feel you 
cum."

That spurred me on even more and I started to fuck her 
harder and harder. "I'm gonna fuck you, baby. You're 
gonna cum harder than you ever have, Paula. Come on, cum 
all over my cock. You want this baby, don't you?"

"Oh, God yes. I want you. Fuck me, cum inside of me, 
make me cum all over that hard cock. It's sooooo gooood, 
uuuuhhhhh."

"You still want to leave, Paula? You still want me to 
stop?"

"No, please. Fuck me, don't ever stop fucking me, 
baby.... Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm gonna cum. Fuck meeee. Oh 
yeah, I'm cumming all over your dick. Please don't stop, 
mmmmuuuuhhh."

I continued to pound into her and could feel cum 
starting to move toward the tip of my cock. I forced 
myself to ignore just how good her pussy felt, because I 
didn't want to cum just yet. I was able to put off my 
cum and get her off a couple more times before she 
started begging for me to cum insider of her."

"Oh yeah, please spray me with that hot cum. Oh, 
pleeeaaaassssseee. Burn my pussy with that cum!"

I allowed myself to start paying attention to fucking 
her again and was ready to give her the cum that she 
wanted. Her breasts weren't huge, but they were bouncing 
in rhythm to my fucking and her face was filled with 
passion as she stared into my eyes and kept begging me 
to cum. I let loose with a huge load of cum and she 
started to shake and cry as another orgasm came over her 
brought on by the load of cum that I had just sprayed 
into her. 

We slowed our fucking to a stop and I rolled over to the 
side of the bed and she rolled over with me, kissing me 
and rubbing my face. She reached down and rubbed my 
slick cock, spreading juices all over my balls and 
drawing it up onto my stomach. She then took her cum 
soaked palm and rubbed her breast, moaning softly as she 
did. Eventually, she laid her head on my chest and we 
just stayed there. 

We both must have drifted off and when I woke up, she 
was still sleeping with her head on my chest, but she 
was still whimpering slightly. I couldn't tell if it was 
because she was so completely satisfied or because she 
was thinking of how she had just betrayed her husband, 
but either way was fine with me.

Time passed and she had almost over slept. She had to 
quickly jump out of my bed and shower so she could pick 
up her son and take him to her friend's house. As she 
was leaving, she stopped to hug me and I asked if she 
would be coming back after dinner. 

She looked deeply into my eyes with that same look of 
confusion and fear and answered my question by kissing 
me passionately and pulling me tighter to her. "I can't 
stop this, but to be honest, I wish that I could; it's 
so wrong and I'll lose everything if we're ever caught. 

We kissed again and as she left, she turned her head and 
smiled at me, letting me know she would be back and 
there were even hotter times to come. 

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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