Rewriting Liza P4 |

Liza was horny as hell, and she wanted Gary; she wanted to fuck Gary so bad. Her pussy was wet thinking of him; he was so hot sitting across from her, she eyed him and studied him from head to toe. Gary was as bald as a cue ball. Liza bit the tip of her finger and slowly ran it over her lips, imagining Gary’s small, bald, round head between her thighs, moaning. Gary could eat her pussy like no other man ever had before.

She did feel guilty about her husband Mike; cheating was wrong, but his own cheating made it easy for her to feel like having her own fun before leaving him.

She wanted to have a wild affair with Gary, but he was a gentleman; she knew she would need to be the one who had to take the lead if anything were to happen.

Liza wished they were alone, in a hotel or in a quiet lane in her car.

Her eyes caught Gary’s; he smiled at her.

His smile melted her heart; Liza patted the seat next to her. “Space here; you are so far away,” she said in a feigned shy tone.

Gary obliged, moving his large frame closer to her. Liza couldn’t stop checking him out. She imagined pulling him close to her.

As he sat down, they were close enough to touch, and Liza wasted no time, gently brushing her hand over his bald head. “I feel like I could stare at you all day,” she whispered.

Gary’s breath hitched as he looked into her eyes. Liza could feel the tension building between them.

She leaned in closer and whispered in his ear, “Do you remember the last party you were at in this house?”

“I do indeed,” he told her.

“Me too; I think about it a lot; I mean a LOT!”

Gary’s eyes widened, but he didn’t hesitate to answer. “What about Mike?”

“That’s the beauty of these sessions, Gary. See, it’s been difficult at home. Mike has a wondering eye and cock, so now it’s clear to me, I should have a little fun, a little payback.”

Gary felt a surge of excitement; his dick was rock.

He had been waiting for this moment for so long. Liza, the woman of his dreams, was finally giving in to her desires. He couldn’t believe it was actually happening.

“Liza,” Gary groaned as she ran her hand over his crotch. “You have no idea how much I want you.”

Liza smirked, “I think I do.” She leaned in even closer, pressing her tits against his chest. Her voice was low and seductive as she moved her lips to his; she kissed him tenderly.

Martha came in, and Liza and Gary quickly parted on the sofa, trying not to make it look obvious.

Martha gave them a quick look, then a broad smile crossed her lips. She sat a tray of drinks down in front of them on the coffee table and excused herself.

Liza and Gary smiled at each other.

“That was close,” he told her.

“It sure was,” she replied, still breathless from the makeout session they had just shared.

“God, if your mother was not home, Liza, I don’t think I would be able to keep my hands off you,” Gary whispered.

Liza couldn’t take it any longer; she had to have him now. She reached down and rubbed his crotch over his pants as she stood up; she gave him a wink before going into the kitchen.

Liza knew she needed to get her mother out of the house.

Leaning against the kitchen counter, Martha looked up as Liza came in. “Liza, you really should be entertaining Gary. Everything alright, dear?” she asked.

Something about the implied ‘entertaining of Gary’ was more forceful, Liza noticed. 

Liza feigned a frown. “I’m disappointed, Mom. Gary loves cake, but you don’t have any for him here. I was going to run out and grab us all some, but I don’t want to leave Gary all alone.”

Martha smiled knowingly at her daughter. “Cake. Well, if Gary wants cake, we should give him cake. I’ll nip out. Shall we say an hour? Yes,  I’ll leave you two alone in this empty house and go get cake.” Martha said as she fixed her daughter’s hair.

“Yes, Mom, that will be great,” Liza replied with a smirk, knowing exactly what was about to happen.

Martha hastily left, and Liza walked back into the living room, her heart beating faster with excitement as she saw Gary waiting for her on her mother’s sofa.

“Was that Martha leaving?” Gary asked; he looked slightly surprised.

“I told her you wanted cake; I knew she didn’t have any, so she would need to go out and get some,” Liza replied. She was slowly walking towards Gary, her hips swaying seductively.

Gary’s eyes were fixed on Liza as she moved closer to him, his heart racing in anticipation of what was about to happen.

“So, now it’s just you and me,” Liza said as she straddled him on the sofa. Gary’s hands automatically went to her hips.

Liza was straddling him, her legs spread apart on either side of him, grinding her hips against his crotch. Gary could feel her warmth through the fabric of his pants, and he knew she could feel his hardness beneath her.

Liza leaned in closer to Gary, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, “So, I reckon you need to work up a hunger, mister, because you have cake to eat when she gets back.”

Gary groaned in response, his hands tightening on her hips as he pulled her closer; he could feel her breath hot on his neck.

“Oh, I’m going to work up an appetite, alright.” He growled, his hands moving from her hips to the hem of her skirt, slowly pulling it up to reveal her bare thighs.

Liza’s breath hitched as she felt his hands on her skin; she could feel his hardness pressed against her; she couldn’t take it anymore. She needed him inside her.

“Fuck me, Gary,” she whispered in his ear, her voice raw with desire. “Fuck me before my mom gets home. I want you inside me so bad.”

Gary groaned in response. Liza struggled but managed to get her pants off as Gary quickly undid his belt buckle, freeing his hard cock from its confines. Liza wasted no time, reaching down to take him in her hand. She guided him towards her entrance, rubbing the head of his cock over her clitoral area.

Gary couldn’t wait any longer; he pushed himself inside of her with a grunt.

Liza threw her head back and moaned as she felt him filling her up; she could feel every inch of him stretching her wide.

He started to move inside of her, slow at first but quickly picking up the pace. Liza met his thrusts with her own, riding him like a wild animal.

“Fuck Liza, you’re so tight,” Gary groaned, gripping her hips.

Liza could only moan in response; she was so lost in pleasure, Gary’s thick cock hitting all the right spots inside her like it was by the perfect design, her pussy clenching around him. She could almost feel every vein of his cock as her lips traced over him; the feeling was incredible.

“Yes, please,” she begged, digging her nails into his shoulders, her body bouncing up and down on the sofa. “Don’t stop, fuck me harder.”

Gary lost control. He threw Liza off without ease. Liza fell back onto her mother’s sofa, adjusting her head to rest on the arm.

Gary knelt up and onto the sofa, his trousers curating his ankles.

Liza hitched her skirt and spread her legs. “Yes, oh God, yes!” she moaned as Gary positioned his large frame between her thighs. She lost sight of his throbbing cock as he rested his belly onto her; she felt him press against her entrance.

“Look at me, Liza,” Gary demanded, his voice ragged with lust.

Liza lifted her eyes and met his intense gaze; her heart skipped a beat at seeing the look of pure desire in his eyes. She reached out to touch his face. “Fuck me, baby,” she whispered.

She moaned, and her mouth fell open as he drove inside her, her hands on his cheeks.

“Don’t stop, don’t you dare stop,” Liza begged and panted.

Gary picked up his pace, driving himself deeper into her. He could feel her tight pussy clenching around him; she was close.

He could feel her legs trembling as they wrapped around him, her ankles locking. He fucked her harder, but she held him inside herself so tight, her hands gripping either side of his face. He leaned down to kiss her deeply, their tongues intertwined as they moved together in perfect harmony as she kissed him back.

“Oh God, Gary! I’m going to cum!” Liza said into his mouth, her voice pitched above a whisper. She gripped his cheeks tighter, her pussy clamping down on him as she reached her peak. Gary felt her orgasm ripple through her body, and he couldn’t hold back any longer. With a guttural growl, he thrust himself deep inside of her one last time and exploded, filling her up with hot bursts of cum.

They stayed like that for a moment, both of them panting heavily as they came down from their high. Liza slowly relaxed her grip on Gary’s face, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips.

“Wow,” she breathed, her body still trembling from the orgasm that had just rocked her.

Gary slowly pulled out of her, his softening cock leaving a trail of his cum behind. Liza couldn’t help but feel a twinge of satisfaction at the sight.

“I’ll say, I can’t believe I got to fuck you,” Gary said, panting heavily as he collapsed onto the sofa next to her.

Liza let out a breathy laugh as she lay back against the armrest, her legs still splayed open and her pussy still on view to Gary. Liza said in a jovial tone, “You say like we have never done that before.

You know I love it when you fuck me like that.”

Gary looked at Liza, her hair ruffled and her makeup smudged. Her eyes were shining with a mixture of exhaustion and satisfaction. He couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride at the sight.

“Of course Liza, I love you,” Gary replied in a low voice, almost whispering. “Just another time I have coxed an orgasm from you.” Gary said getting up with play.

Liza smiled at him, her heart fluttering with excitement at the thought. She sat up, letting her legs fall down onto the sofa.

She reached out to touch his face, “I love it when you fuck me like that.” She whispered, her lips brushing against his. “You always make me cum so hard.”

Gary’s heart swelled with pride at her words; he leaned in to kiss her deeply. He could taste their mixed sweat and lust on her tongue as they explored each other’s mouths.

Liza pulled away from the kiss, her breath coming in ragged gasps. “Fuck Gary, I’m glad Mom gave us a little space; do you think she suspects?” She moaned as he gently touched her cheek.

Gary’s face was unreadable. “I don’t think she has any clue about us; I don’t think we have anything to worry about; your mom seems quite fond of me.” He assured her as his hands continued to touch her delicate skin.

Liza shivered under his touch as she leaned into him, their bodies pressing together in her mother’s living room. She bit her lower lip and looked up at him with those big, blue eyes filled with desire and longing. Liza just found herself gazing into his eyes—the eyes of the most amazing man she had ever known.

How could she have ever thought that Mike was better for her? Everything about Gary, from his bald head to his round belly, screamed perfection to her. She couldn’t believe that she had once been hesitant to pursue an affair with him. But now, as she looked at him, she only saw a strong and confident man who knew what he wanted and how to get it.

“God, Liza, I don’t want anyone else touching you or having you. I want you to be all mine,” Gary whispered against her lips, his hands moving down to wrap around her waist. He pulled her closer.

Liza had to stop herself from speaking; she was about to tell him, “Well, if you want me to be yours and your alone, you know what you need to do!” She didn’t know a way to say it without putting pressure on Gary; maybe he was happy with hookup and fuck sessions; no, she would leave it to Gary if he wanted more. ‘What did Gary want in a wife if she even did want one?’.

Liza couldn’t help but feel a surge of happiness at his words; she had never felt so wanted before. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss, their tongues dancing together as they lost themselves in the moment.

“Maybe we could make this more frequent,” Liza told him with a coy smile as their kiss broke apart.

Gary’s eyes darkened with desire at her words; he knew exactly what she was suggesting. He had always hoped that this wouldn’t be a onetime thing between them.

“I would love that,” he replied in a husky voice. “You think we have a little more time before Mom comes home?”

Liza shivered at the thought; she couldn’t wait to have him inside her again. She leaned in to kiss him again, her body pressing against his. “I think if we are really quick.”

“Ok, before we do, one last whirl of the machine, then you could maybe suck me,” Gary told her as he went back to the device.

“Mmmmm,” Liza moaned.

Soon she was in her familiar state, recalling memories he selected.

Gary had her recall the first time she had been ill with too much alcohol: “You remember that feeling? Well, the last time you saw Mike naked and you were intimate with your husband, that’s the feeling you had; Mike makes you feel that way.”

Liza gasped as she recalled the gross memory; she couldn’t help but wretch as Gary guided her through everything that had happened that night.

“It’s disgusting. He smelt like rancid cheese,” Liza cried out in repulsion.

“Exactly.” Gary coached as he pushed her mind to remember more.

He wanted to make sure the memories were clear in her mind, making sure Liza would not even entertain her husband’s advances. Gary let her come around.

Gary leaned back on the sofa. “So where were we?” he told her as she flashed his soft cock.

Liza’s eyes widened. She couldn’t deny that it was still a sight to behold, hanging between his legs like a trophy.

Liza didn’t hesitate; she leaned down and took him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock as she sucked him deep inside. Gary moaned as she took him in, her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft as she sucked him closer and closer to orgasm.

He could feel himself getting harder with every movement of her mouth, her tongue swirling around him. He tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling it back gently so he could watch as she sucked him off.

“Fuck Liza, you’re so good at this,” Gary groaned as she bottomed out on his cock. Her nose was pressed against his skin, and her lips stretched tautly around his girth.

“I would love a trophy wife to suck me off regular,” Gary panted.

Liza lifted her eyes and gazed at him without stopping. She continued to suck and lick his cock, running her tongue over the tip of it, tasting his cum as she wrote the preference of Gary. She knew she would need to learn to be his perfect woman if she stood a chance of catching him and turning this affair into something more.

“Do we taste good, Liza?” Gary asked, his voice ragged with lust as he watched her take him deeper down her throat.

She moaned loudly in response and nodded slightly, but didn’t break her pace.

She was eager to prove herself to him, eager to make him see her in a new light. She sucked and licked his cock with enthusiasm, determined to make him want her as much as she wanted him.

As she worked, Gary’s grasp on her hair tightened, pulling it gently as he began to thrust his hips upwards, her mouth with abandon. She could feel his balls drawing up close to his body and knew he was close to cumming. She grabbed hold of the base of his cock with one hand and started jerking him off while continuing to suck the head.

Gary’s moans grew louder and louder, his thrusts faster and more erratic.

“Oh yeah, that’s it! Just like that.” He grunted, his breath coming in short bursts.

Liza increased her pace, her saliva coating the length of his cock as she worked him towards climax. With a roar, Gary came hard, his hot, sticky cum filling her mouth and dripping down her chin. Liza eagerly swallowed every drop, relishing the taste of her lover’s release.

Liza had barely swallowed his fresh load, and they had caught their breath when the front door signalled Martha’s return with cake.

A smile played at the corners of Liza’s lips as she heard her mother’s jingling voice. Gary had already tucked his cock back in his pants while Liza wiped the remnants of his cock from her chin.

Martha entered the living room. Her eyes darted between Liza and Gary as she picked up the tray from the coffee table. “Did you two get alone, ok?” She asked, raising an eyebrow playfully before winking discreetly at Liza.

Liza couldn’t help the blush that spread over her cheeks as she glanced over at Gary. He was sitting calmly on the sofa, a smug smile on his face. 

“I’ll be right back with drinks.” Martha began and left them.

“Did she know?” Liza whispered to Gary. “I hope she didn’t suspect a thing; I can’t believe we just fucked on my mom’s sofa while she was gone getting cake. I feel so…