As I predicted, my job had gotten far more interesting than I had ever thought it could. Ann was an amazing lover, and she was growing in confidence the more we fucked. And we fucked a lot. We were at the point now of giving each other multiply orgasms. And I loved it. I loved it more because I knew John knew I was fucking his wife senseless. I loved it even more knowing that Ann was completely clueless to the fact I was fucking her husband senseless too.
It’s hard to decide who I loved fucking more. As a bi-sexual woman in her mid-20s, I love a hot, wet, pulsating pussy just as much as I love a rock hard, throbbing cock. Some people may call that greedy, but I can’t help it, I’m just super horny all the time and I’ll fuck a man or a woman to satisfy that need.
The night after John caught me fucking his wife on the dining room table was the best night of my life. After Ann had made me cum a number of times, it was time to act like nothing had happened. John pretended to come home from work, I scuttled off to my room while Ann and John discussed their marital problems. I didn’t resurface until I heard the front door slam and saw Ann’s car disappear from the driveway.
Again, completely naked apart from my dressing robe, I quietly went back downstairs to see what was happening.
John was sat at the same dining room table I’d fucked his wife on hours before, with a glass of whiskey in one hand, and a cigarette in the other.
“Mind if I join you?” I ventured.
He didn’t even speak. He sat the cigarette in the ashtray, and downed what remained in his glass. He stood up, grabbed my face, and kissed me really hard on the mouth. With one hand he roughly grabbed my hair, pulling my face in harder to his kiss, and with the other hand he ripped open my robe exposing my naked body to the world.
His tongue darted in and out of my mouth like his life depended on that kiss. It was hot, I didn’t want to stop but I needed some air.
“Woah there cowboy, a girls gotta breathe”
“I’m…sorry. That shouldn’t have happened. I shouldn’t have done that! It was wrong. Please forgive me” John began to brush past me to leave the room, but there was no way I was letting him leave me hanging like that. I needed more of that kiss.
I grabbed hold of hands and placed them on my breasts. With my hands still covering his, I began squeezing and rolling my breasts round in circles. Gently at first, then more vigorously as he let out a quiet moan of pleasure. I removed my hands and began unbuckling his belt.
“Are we in a rush to fuck because your wife will be back soon? Or can we take our time?” I asked, not really sure whether I wanted him to fuck me slowly and gently, or fast and hard.
“We have about an hour and a half, that wife of mine that you fucked today has gone to her mother’s to make sure the twins are settled”
“Better make it fast and hard then”
We began kissed hard again. This time I didn’t care about breathing, I just wanted him inside of me. I could feel the bulge in his pants, he wanted me too. I quickly undid his belt and let his trousers and his underwear fall around his ankles. He kicked them off with ease. Suddenly I had his cock in my hand, gently tugging at it. He let out a moan of pleasure. I was wet now. I could feel my juices beginning to escape my pussy.
In a quick and swift movement, John’s knee was in between mine, nudging them apart, and his right hand had slid from my breast, down my stomach, and was now rubbing between my legs. He rubbed my clit as I wanked his cock. The only time we stopped kissing was when the pleasure was too much for either of us and we had to let out a moan of ecstasy.
“I’m almost there John, I’m almost there!”
He pushed his fingers inside me. Once.
“Oh, almost…”
Twice.
“Oh, oh, yes…”
Three times.
My orgasm took hold. He kept pushing his fingers inside me as my pussy contracted around them. As my body writhed around to the impulses, John ripped the rest of my robe off. He removed his fingers from my soaking wet pussy, pushed me back on the dining table, and spread my legs. He took a moment to enjoy the view.
He climbed on top of my and pushed my legs over his shoulders.
“You want me to fuck you?”
“Yes, God yes I want you to fuck me!” I breathed
“Are you sure?”
He rubbed the end of his cock up and down my dripping slit as he teased me.
“Do it. Do it now before your wife comes home and catches us!”
“You didn’t seem to mind me catching her eat your cunt earlier”
“You seemed to enjoy the show”
He carried on rubbing his penis up and down my pussy. I didn’t think it was possible to get any wetter than I already was, but he was making that possible.
“Just fuck me!” I yelled
He smiled a naughty kind of smile. He was enjoying teasing me. He steady himself on one hand and with the other began pinching my rock hard nipples.
I couldn’t take any more. As he slid his cock near my opening, I reached round, places my hands on his ass cheeks and pushed him inside me. We both let out a moan on pleasure. He couldn’t take the teasing anymore either. He began pushing himself further into me and as more and more of him went inside me, our moans grew louder.
“Now. Fuck me hard and fast until we both cum” I demanded
He obliged. He pulled out and slammed back into me hard. It felt amazing. He did it again. And again. And again. My screams grew louder as his slamming cock in my cunt brought me nearer and nearer to cumming.
This orgasm was far more intense than I’ve ever experienced in my life. My whole body shook as I screamed out in pleasure. He pulled his cock out of me, dripping wet in a mixture of our juices. It took a moment for me to catch my breath. Once I’d caught it, I slid off the table and knelt down in front of him.
“Suck it” John ordered. “Make me cum with your mouth”
“With pleasure” I cooed back.
I licked all of my juices off him dick. He moaned his enjoyment. He grabbed my head and pushed himself in to my mouth. I cupped and gently squeezed his balls as he fucked my mouth. Hard and fast.
Quickly he pulled his cock out of my mouth and threw me back onto the table.
“Fuck yourself while I come on your tits” He ordered.
I inserted 2 fingers into myself as he tugged ferociously on his member. His eyes never left mine as we climaxed together. His steaming hot spunk covered my breasts making them sticky and hot. John rubbed the tip of his penis across my hard nipples, spreading his goo across my whole chest.
“You’re a much better fuck than my business partner” he laughed as he collapsed on top of me.
“And you’re a much better fuck than you’re wife” I replied giggling under the pressure of his body on top of me.
The front door slammed shut just as got to the top of the stairs after my shower. Ann looked up at me wrapped in a towel and smiled. I smiled back knowing she wanted a repeat performance of this afternoon. John emerged from his bedroom fully showered and dressed, and smiled at me too. I grinned back like a school girl knowing I had the best job in the world.
