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By HanSolo
Laura and her husband have opened Pandoras box and their boring sex life is about to change forever
More days had passed since Laura’s last encounter on the bus, days filled with conversations with her husband about boundaries, desires, and what they both wanted. The idea of bringing their fantasy into reality had become a mutual obsession. They had agreed to try something new, something that would redefine the parameters of their marriage.
When Laura boarded the bus again, her heart was a mix of anticipation and nervousness. The bus was less crowded today, though most seats were still taken. She scanned the seats until her eyes landed on him â the young black teenager, now seated by the window with an empty seat beside him. The surprise on his face was evident as she approached, his recognition immediate.
With a deep breath for courage, Laura sat next to him, her heart racing. She had prepared for this moment, carrying a note in her bag for days. Now, she took it out, her hands trembling slightly as she placed the folded piece of paper on his thigh. He looked at her, puzzled, then unfolded the note.
The message was clear: “Will you come to my house and fuck me, and let my husband watch us?” His eyes widened as he read, the implications sinking in. Laura, her pulse quickening, placed her hand on his thigh, her fingers gently stroking higher, seeking some sign of his approval or rejection. Her fingertips brushed against something hard, the unmistakable shape of his cock beneath his baggy grey sweatpants, causing her to gasp softly in surprise.
He folded the note and handed it back to her without a word, his face unreadable. Laura’s hand remained on his thigh, her fingers just touching the head of his cock, her mind racing with doubt and excitement. The rest of the journey was silent, her touch tentative, almost scared of the implications of what she’d proposed. She could feel the heat of him through the fabric, the slight pulse that suggested he was not entirely unaffected by her touch.
As her stop approached, disappointment started to seep in; his silence seemed like a refusal. But then, as she stood to leave, he rose too, following her off the bus without a word. They walked side by side to her house, the tension palpable, the silence between them charged with unspoken questions and desires.
At her home, Laura gestured for him to enter. Inside, she took his hand, leading him to the bedroom where her husband waited, seated in an armchair. The room was prepared, the atmosphere thick with anticipation. The bed was adorned with fresh sheets, and the lighting was set to a dim, inviting glow.
The young man’s initial hesitance gave way to a decision, his eyes meeting Laura’s husband’s, a silent agreement passing between them. Laura, feeling a rush of adrenaline, started to undress him, her hands trembling with excitement and a hint of fear at the enormity of what they were about to do.
His cock was indeed massive, standing proud and intimidating once freed from his trousers. It was unlike anything she had experienced before, both with her husband and in her fantasies. Laura’s breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight, her arousal mingling with a sudden fear of not being able to accommodate him. The contrast of his dark skin against his lighter flesh was striking, the veins prominent, the head swollen and glistening slightly in the soft light.
Her husband watched, his eyes wide with a mix of envy and arousal, as Laura guided the young man onto the bed. She straddled him, feeling his size against her, a moan escaping her lips as she slowly lowered herself onto him. The stretch was intense, almost painful, but it morphed into pleasure as she adjusted to him, her body accommodating his girth with each slow, deliberate movement. Her pussy stretched around him, the fullness overwhelming, her wetness making each slow slide down easier.
The young man’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements, his own breath coming in sharp gasps. Laura’s moans filled the room, her hands on his chest for balance as she rode him, the sensation of being so filled, so stretched, sending waves of pleasure through her. She glanced at her husband, seeing his own erection straining against his trousers, his face flushed with arousal.
They changed positions, him now behind her, his large hands spreading her cheeks as he entered her from behind. His thrusts were deep, hitting spots she didn’t know existed, each one drawing cries from her. The sound of their bodies meeting, the slap of flesh against flesh, was lewd and intoxicating. Her husband moved closer, his hand on her back, whispering encouragement, his own arousal evident as he watched his wife taken in such a primal way.
Laura came once, her orgasm rippling through her, making her shout out in pleasure, her body shuddering against the young man’s powerful frame. But he wasn’t done; he kept going, his pace relentless, pushing her towards another peak. She felt his cock throbbing inside her, his hands now moving to cup her breasts, squeezing them, adding to the overwhelming sensation.
Her husband, unable to contain himself, had undone his trousers, now stroking himself as he watched, his own breath ragged. The sight of him, so aroused by the scene, only fueled Laura’s desire further. She came again, this time with a scream, her body convulsing around the teenager’s cock, her juices flowing freely.
Finally, the teenager’s pace quickened, his own climax approaching. Laura felt him stiffen, his fingers digging into her skin as he came with a grunt, filling her, his release triggering another wave for her. The warmth of his cum inside her was the final push she needed, her body milking him as she came yet again.
They collapsed together, breathing heavily, the room silent except for their combined panting. The air was heavy with the scent of sex and sweat. After a moment, the reality of what had transpired settled in. Laura looked at her husband, whose expression was a mix of adoration and confusion. They had crossed a line, but in doing so, had perhaps found a new depth to their relationship, a new understanding of each other’s desires.
As the young man dressed to leave, there was no conversation, just a nod of thanks and an acknowledgment of the shared secret, but then Laura spoke, “How old are you?” she asked.
“I’m 15” he replied before turning and leaving.
Laura’s mouth fell open.
Laura and her husband were left alone, slighted stunned, their bond tested and perhaps strengthened by the experience, left to ponder what this meant for their marriage and what lay ahead. The room, still warm from their bodies, held the echoes of their moans and the unspoken promise of further exploration.
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