Keeping Secrets: Fucking a Married Man

Women like me, you won’t find many. Most girls my age right now (26), are worried about finding that perfect guy, marrying him and settling down. Buying a nice house in the country, and getting pregnant. Focusing on building a family. That’s just not what I’m searching for. My aim is more geared toward fucking a married man or many married men.

Marriage is very sexy, when it isn’t mine- But corruption, now that’s fucking filthy.

I met him about a year ago. He’s older, sexy, smart and military. The fact that he noticed my stockings and heels before anything else screamed how badly he wanted to fuck me. In fact that was part of our game, I always wore stockings for him &  he knew he could tell me about his army fatigues, and my panties would melt right off my body.

I never knew he was married until one day he asked me to meet him in an abandoned parking lot.We had always met at my place, so when he was wanting to meet me out, was kind of a shock.  I exited my car, and got into his. He told me not to ask any questions. So I obliged. His hand went directly to my lavender stockings. He caressed my thighs, and kissed me hungrily. Sliding his hand upward. I chewed on my bottom lip, aching for this man to touch me. He kissed me deeply again, and I felt his hands leave my body for a second. It was like being deprived of air.

When his hand returned, it quickly slid under my skirt. But I couldn’t stand his teasing antics anymore. I leaned over him, and pulled the lever to recline the driver seat. Upon leaning him back, I could see the effect I had. His bulging cock strained against his uniform. I mounted him, his working man fingers never leaving my creamy cunt as I transitioned from my side to his. I rode him, my pussy grinding against his covered cock. He was rigid. I lifted my skirt, so I could watch his fingers dance along my slit. But to my surprise, his fingers wasn’t what was driving me insane.

It was his wedding ring.

He held it between his fingers, and rubbed it against my clit.

” My wife would be so angry with me”

My pussy throbbed at the sight, and let out a gush of my sweet juices. I Leaned back against the steering wheel.  Trying to process what he just said, and still feel every pass of that shiny gold ring against my swelling clit. I purred and moaned. Rocking this married man steadily beneath me.

” You are so wet Anna, your leaving evidence all over my pants”

I looked down, and he was right. My Pussy was making the front of his pants wet. I pulled his hand up to my mouth, and licked his shiny wedding ring. I took it into my mouth, and kissed him, while un-doing his pants. I pulled that rigid married cock from his pants. The tip wet with pre-cum, and lowered myself onto him. At the same time, I took his wedding ring from my lips, and slid it back onto his finger.

Entwining my fingers with his, I leaned in and whispered ” I love knowing that I’m fucking a married man, I want what belongs to her” I thrust my pussy onto him, my cheek against his. ” Your married cock feels so good, inside my slut pussy.” He moaned with pleasure, and I smiled. ” I fuck better than she does, don’t  I?”

His eyes began to roll back. ” Not yet, I want to cum all over your cock, HER cock” I bounced harder, making his married dick penetrate deeper. Finally, I gushed my sweet pussy juice all over him, and quivered at the depth of his cock.

I relished in the fact of fucking a married man. His wife not knowing a thing. I wanted the best of him. He was so hard, and so deep inside me. I felt every blood engorged vein of his cock. His married rod, danced and swole inside of me. I began to bare down.

I thought to myself, She may have his love, share his home & his bed and his security.  But I have his lust, his passion, his aching cock inside me, right now and it’s throbbing on the edge of exploding at any minute….

I nipped his earlobe, and whispered ” Breed me, I want to be filled with you”. I raised up, my eyes looking deep into his.

” Cum inside me. I want your baby. I want you to get me pregnant. It will be our little secret, your wife will never know”

I sank down, submerging him in my pink velvety abyss. My  married conquest let out a breathy grunt, that turned into a yell.

And His Cum, that was already spoken for, filled my delicate untouched womb…

 

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