Caramelcicle's Blog

No problem. We met on fuckbook a while ago, and we've been chatting now and again. We told each other our fantasies, but never really thought we'd ever meet up because we live so far away. Well, that all changed when I came into town for a conference. I emailed you to let you know in advance, but you said you weren't going to be able to meet up because you had plans with your husband. First couple days of the conference were pretty routine and boring, but that all changed when I came up to my room at the end of day 3 and saw an email from you. You told me your husband bailed on your plans to go meet up with some buddies.

I could tell you were pretty upset, so I told you I'm gonna take you out for a night of drinks and dancing. I swung by and picked you up, and man oh man, did you look drop dead beautiful- sparkling eyes, silky smooth skin, beautiful ear rings, and a smile that would make a priest question his life's calling. I put my arms around your waist as I guided you into the passenger side of the car.

We rolled up to the club and bypassed the line. The place was hoppin' and I led you to the bar because I could see you wanted to forget your a#$hole husband. We ordered a couple shots to get the evening started and headed to the dance floor. Immediately we clicked. You definitely had the moves and I could smell your … perfume on the back of your neck. I loved burying my face in your soft gentle locks. We didn't stay for long before you gave me the look. I got the keys from the valet and we headed out.

When we rolled up to your place I walked you up to your door and you turned around to unlock it. You were about to tell me how much you needed to get out of the house when I cut you off with my mouth. I kissed you like I've been dreaming about kissing you a for months now. I slide one hand around your waist and slide the other up your back to your hair. I tugged and bit your lower lip and let it slip out from my thick lips. I grabbed a handful of hair and pulled your head back so I could kiss and bite your neck. I picked you up and carried you inside your place.

I carried you over to the dining table and bent you over it. Slid my tonge over the back of your legs and real slowly around the backs of your knees. After I slid your skirt up, I tore off your panties like they were never meant to be there. With both hands on your butt I slid my tongue up your slit from front to back and back down. I used my tongue to tickle that area between your pussy and your asshole. You seemed to love that because you couldn't sit still. You moaned that your husband never did that to you. I could see your pussy beginning to glisten, so I used my tongue to soak up all the juices it was pouring. Your lips parted like a canyon when my tongue came between them, and I slid into your velvet pussy. In and out, in and out, over and over again I was tongue fucking you and we loved every second of it. I reached a hand around the front of your legs to work your clit while my tongue assaulted your little pussy.

Just then we heard a thump at the front door. Startled, we both stopped to see what it was. Turns out your husband finally came home and was … … as usual. Too … … to even open the front door. You were so … that you grabbed me and and laid me on the table. You pulled my pants down and started suckin' my cock like it was the last cock you were ever gonna suck. It took every ounce of control not to cum in your mouth right then and there. I had to pull you up and bend you over the table again. This time I slide my cock along your slit and rubbed the head against your clit before I slid it in. So soft, so wet. In and out in and out. I grabbed your thighs and started pounding into you so hard I could hear our skin slapping. The best part was the mirror across the room that was positioned so perfectly.

You had the most beautiful face when getting fucked. I grabbed your hair and pulled back on it . I picked up the pace, as your husband was trying to look in the window to see what was going on. He could see his sexy wife getting thoroughly fucked and not a damn thing he could do about it except watch and wish. Your tits were so soft and looked great laying on the cold table while you were getting fucked. You loved my balls slapping against your clit and then I saw your eyes roll into the back of your head and a violent shaking motion. There was a vice grip on my cock, and I knew that was it. I blasted load after load into your pussy. We lay on top of each other and on the table for a few minutes just kissing and enjoying each other's body.

As I walked out your husband was passed out on the front porch with his little pecker in his hand. I asked if you wanted help gettin' him inside, and you said fuck it and smiled that devilish smile of yours as I left.