Sarah
Copyright© 2025 by wantsomefun
Chapter 12
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 12 - A private investigator is hired to investigate some financial trickery. An assistant, a forensic accountant, accompanies him, and despite her initial holier-than-thou attitude, her own marriage, in shambles, drives her into the arms of the private dick. It's a torrid affair, her doing sexual things with and learning sexual things from this guy as she learns what it is like not to be ignored.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Workplace Cheating Anal Sex Cream Pie Masturbation Oral Sex
I couldn’t say anything to answer her. I was busy with her weeping pussy, but when she first took me into her mouth, I know I leaked.
Somehow, I kept my focus on her lovely womanhood, until she hissed, “If you keep doing that, I won’t be able to do this right.”
“That’s okay,” I groaned, feeling her slowly bobbing her head up and down on me. “You’re doing fine.”
When I teased her with my tongue, licking everywhere but her button, she stroked my shaft and suckled my head with her lips. When I hardened my tongue and probed at her opening, she took as much of me in her mouth as she could, moaning and bobbing up and down. When I eased two fingers inside her and flicked my tongue quickly around her clit, she lost her rhythm completely.
“I’m going to cum again,” she whined. “Oh no, I’m going to cum again!”
I worked my fingers inside her, massaging the ridgy sponge inside, while my lips clamped onto her swollen nub.
Sarah forgot about my cock completely, losing herself in a long, vigorous orgasm. I kept massaging her with my fingers, licking and sucking up her fluid. She dropped her head to rest it on my thigh, whimpering as she came. Finally, she gasped, “Don, please!”
“What?”
“Let me catch my breath,” she panted. “I have to take a break.”
She turned and snuggled in my arms, her head on my chest, lightly fondling my cock. “All this time I could have been having that,” she mused. “Is it always that good? Are you some kind of trained expert, or am I just sensitive?”
“Trained?” I chuckled. “No, I’ve just been practicing for over forty years. You know what they say. ‘Find something you like, and try to do it well’.”
“What’s happening to me? I’m never like this!”
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t know what I mean, passionate, maybe. Good, anyway,” she said, kissing me like she was ready to start all over again. “I think I really want to finish what I started with you, but not right now. Right now, I just need you inside me.”
“Sounds like Sarah Blevins is coming out of her shell.”
“I think so. I’ve never said anything like this before, but I’ll say it now. I want you to fuck me.”
I rolled her on her back and started devouring her lovely breasts again.
“Don, please! I’ve never wanted a man inside me like I do right now!”
We kissed hungrily. When I pulled away, her nails glided across my back. I teased her opening with my cock, rubbing along it, nudging my head a fraction of an inch inside her. She rewarded me with new wetness to mix with my pre-cum.
My pulse throbbed in my hand as I aimed. Pushing just a little, I felt her swollen lips part enough to admit my crown. I stopped there, feeling her hot wetness squeezing me, wondering if I now felt her pulse or mine.
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