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Test Drive

Copyright© 2017 by Carlos

Chapter 3

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Married professor can't afford the car she wants. But her lover has taught her 'good for the goose'? When anyone miss a slice off an open loaf?

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Cheating   Slut Wife  

“Larry, what were your plans to tonight?” She asked.

The phone was on speaker as she raised the office window. The smell of her sex strong in the room. Behind her Brad reached around and fondled both breasts while kissing her neck. She gave audible gasp.

“Oh. Nothing. I just pinched my finger opening window. That’s perfect because I have faculty meeting tonight.”

She now had the phone in left hand as Brad tongued her right ear and she squirmed in silence. His fat fingers again in her wet vagina driving her into third orgasm in thirty minutes!

“You eat at church and I will find something here. See you tonight.”

After hanging up she turned into his arms and raped his mouth with her tongue.

“Now leave. I will be over about 5.”

“Sure Doc and I will have something for you to eat.” He grabbed his crotch obscenely as he left.

She flopped into her chair exhausted.

“Gross!” She thought. “I am such slut.”

It was five o’clock when I finished a bath. Putting a dab of perfume ‘down below’. I paused at front door to say goodbye.

“I might be later than I planned since there is a reception after. Love you.” And I was out the door.

Parking in Brad’s driveway I was once again thankful for the perfect car. A white late model Volvo looked like every other sedan. Sitting still just agonizing over my behavior. ‘ ‘He so gross! Why him?’ ‘I can’t go in there. This is too planned.’ ‘The other times were spur of the moment. ‘ ‘I didn’t mean to have sexual intercourse. It just couldn’t be helped.’ ‘This is lying and cheating! There is no excuse this time.’ I’m leaving!

But instead I’m standing in front of him. He hasn’t even bathed since this lunch. Giving him my sluttiest smile I say

“Money first.”

“Will $20 do?”

“Yes.” And I drop the bill into my purse. He pushes me to floor. This is becoming ritual. Running my hand up the front over this beautiful hunk of man meat I can’t help but think this so unfair. As I unzip and pull his pants down the head is sticking above his briefs. I lick my tongue across it gently and reach to the sides of his briefs and slide them down. As they go down I follow them down with my kisses along the underside of his cock and onto his scrotum licking the hairy sack. I then go back up to take the full head in my mouth stretching my jaws slurping my tongue around the head getting it lubricated.

I’m wet enough I know. Have been all afternoon thinking about tonight. I stand and now it’s my turn to push him down to the floor onto his knees. I push him backwards. I stand above him a pull up my dress up and slip my panties down one leg at a time. Lowering myself onto his cock there’s a resistance at first, then a push, it moves, a hard push again and then with a slush it’s in me. I start rocking back-and-forth pressing my clit on his pubic bone the wave of an orgasm ploughs through me within 30 seconds.

I let out a moan and gasp “oh please fuck me.” “Baby, you sure like this fat cock.”

“Yes ... yes ... I love it...” I whined.

“You going to cum again?” he probed.

“Yes. Mmmmm ... you want to cum in me again ... you want to fill me up?” I purred.

Continually rocking my hips and meeting his upward thrusts with downward pressure

“Fuck yeah...” he called out.

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