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He’s married, and she’s married, but that didn’t stop Gary and Sherry from discreetly having sex that started their affair.
Gary is alone with his wife’s best friend, Sherry at his Indiana home.
“Gary, have you seen my phone charger?” Sherry called out, her voice echoing through the hallway. She was over at their house again, and her usual flustered self had misplaced it.
Gary, who had been watching her from the corner of his eye all evening, knew exactly where it was. He took his sweet time to respond, savoring the anticipation. “I think I saw it in the bedroom, Sherry,” he called back, his voice as smooth as the whiskey he had been nursing. He knew what he was going to do next.
Sherry, dressed in a tight tank top and shorts that accentuated her curves, wandered into the room, her blonde hair bouncing with each step. She found the charger under the bed and bent down to pick it up, giving him a perfect view of her plump ass. The sight made his cock throb in his pants. He approached her, his heart racing with excitement.
“Let me help you with that,” he offered, his eyes lingering on her ass. Sherry looked over her shoulder, her blue eyes meeting his. There was a moment of tension, and then she handed it over, her cheeks flushing slightly.
Gary took the charger and bent down, placing it on the nightstand. As he straightened up, he brushed his hand against the outside of her thigh, sending a jolt of electricity through her. She gasped, her eyes widening. He took that as his cue and leaned in closer, his cock now pressing against her. “Is there anything else I can help you with?” he murmured, his breath hot against her neck.
Sherry’s pulse quickened. She had always had a bit of a crush on her best friend’s husband, but she never thought it would come to this. She felt a wave of heat wash over her body as she turned to face him, her droopy C-cup breasts brushing against his chest. “I don’t think so,” she stuttered, her voice betraying her nervousness.
Gary’s hands didn’t miss a beat. They began to roam, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist and then sliding up to cup her breasts through her tank top. Sherry’s breath hitched as he gently squeezed, feeling the soft flesh beneath his palms. He could see her nipples harden against the fabric, and the desire in his eyes grew more intense. “I can tell you want this, Sherry,” he whispered, his thumbs flicking over her sensitive peaks.
“No, we can’t,” she protested weakly, but her body was telling a different story. Her legs trembled, and she leaned into his touch, her own hands reaching out to grip his shoulders for support. The room grew hotter, and the scent of her arousal filled the air.
Ignoring her half-hearted protests Gary sat her on the edge of the bed, then he knelt down before her, his eyes never leaving hers. He took her right foot in his hand, gently sliding her sandal off to reveal her bare toes, painted a soft shade of pink. He brought them to his lips, and the moment his mouth touched her skin, Sherry let out a soft moan. His tongue danced over the delicate arch of her foot, and then he began to suck, one toe at a time.
Her eyes fluttered shut as he focused on each digit, his suction increasing in intensity with every pass. The sensation was like nothing she had ever felt before. It was strange, yet oddly arousing, the way he worshiped her feet. Her toes curled in pleasure, and she felt her pussy growing wetter with each second that passed. She could feel her juices soaking through her shorts, and she knew she was losing the battle against her desire.
“Oh, God, yes!” she moaned, finally giving in. “Have your way with me, Gary!”
With a predatory smile, he stood her up, his eyes never leaving hers as he pulled off her tank top, exposing her bra-covered breasts. He reached around her to unclasp it, letting the fabric fall away to reveal her soft, pale flesh. Sherry’s breath grew shallower as his hands found her waist and began to tug her shorts down. He kissed along her collarbone, his tongue tracing a wet path down her neck and chest.
As she stepped out of her shorts, she was fully naked before him, her body trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. His own clothes fell away in a hurry, revealing his toned body and the proud six-inch cock that stood at attention. Sherry couldn’t help but stare, her eyes locked onto it as if in a trance.
“You’re so beautiful, Sherry,” he murmured, his voice thick with lust. He stepped closer, his cock brushing against her stomach. She felt a rush of heat between her legs, her pussy clenching with need. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs circling her hard nipples. Sherry threw her head back, arching her back, offering herself to him completely.
Gary took a step back, his eyes never leaving hers. He placed his hands on her knees and gently pushed them apart, spreading her legs wider. The cool air of the room brushed against her damp flesh, making her shiver. He dropped to his knees, his nose level with her sex. He inhaled deeply, savoring the scent of her arousal. The smell was intoxicating, like a musky bouquet of lust.
With a hungry gaze, he leaned in closer, his tongue flicking out to taste the sweetness of her. Sherry gasped as the warmth of his breath danced over her pussy, sending a shiver down her spine. He took his time, exploring every fold and crevice with his mouth, his tongue swirling around her clit with the finesse of a maestro. She moaned, her hands tangling in his hair as he feasted on her.
The pressure built rapidly, and Sherry felt herself teetering on the edge of climax. Her hips began to rock in time with his movements, her legs shaking as pleasure consumed her. Each stroke of his tongue was like a spark on dry kindling, igniting a fire that spread through her entire body. He sucked on her clit, his teeth grazing the sensitive nub just hard enough to send a jolt of pleasure through her, and she knew she was close.
Her orgasm hit her like a wave, crashing down with the intensity of a hurricane. She screamed out his name, her body trembling uncontrollably as he lapped up her juices. Her legs quivered around his head, and she had to grip the bed sheets to keep from collapsing. It was a feeling she had never experienced before, and it was all because of the way he was worshiping her with his mouth.
As she came down from her high, panting and sated, Sherry couldn’t help but feel a sense of power. She had never been with a man who knew just how to make her body sing like this. And as she looked into his eyes, she knew she wanted more. “Fuck me, Gary,” she demanded, pushing his face away from her pussy. “I want you to fuck me!”
Without a word, he stood, his cock still hard and ready. He crawled over her, his body a delicious weight pressing her into the bed. Sherry eagerly spread her legs wider, lifting them into the air and placing her feet on his broad shoulders, opening herself to him fully. The sight of her, wet and wanton, was almost too much for him to handle. He took a moment to appreciate the beauty laid out before him, her droopy C-cup breasts rising and falling with her ragged breaths, her pussy glistening and begging to be filled.
With a growl, he positioned himself at her entrance, the tip of his cock nudging against her swollen clit. He slid in, inch by inch, savoring the tight heat that enveloped him. Sherry’s eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth forming a silent ‘o’ as she felt herself stretch to accommodate his size. She moaned, her body undulating beneath him, urging him to go deeper.
Once fully seated, he paused, giving her a moment to adjust to his length. Then, with a wicked smile, he began to pump into her, his hips moving in a steady, powerful rhythm that had her toes curling in pleasure. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer, urging him to fill her completely. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing through her body, her breasts bouncing with the force of his movements.
Sherry’s moans grew louder, her voice hoarse with passion. She had never felt so alive, so desired. This was what she had always dreamed of, and now it was a reality. She watched as his muscles rippled with every thrust, his blonde hair matting with sweat. His eyes were locked onto hers, the intensity in them sending a thrill through her core.
Her chant grew more desperate as he picked up the pace, the sound of their skin slapping together echoing through the room. It was a rhythm that spoke of pure, carnality, a symphony of lust that they both reveled in. Her pussy clenched around him, the walls pulsing with each deep penetration. The sound was like a siren’s call, driving them both closer to the edge of ecstasy.
Gary’s eyes were dark with desire as he watched her face, contorted with pleasure. He could see her fighting the urge to come again, her teeth biting into her bottom lip. He reached between them, his thumb finding her clit, and began to rub it in time with his thrusts. The sight of her, lost in pleasure, was too much for him to bear, and he felt his own orgasm approaching.
“Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Sherry’s chants grew more insistent, her hips bucking to meet each of his powerful thrusts. The crotch slapping sound grew louder, a testament to their unbridled passion. He could feel her tightening around him, her pussy gripping his cock like a velvet vice. It was a symphony of desire, each slap a crescendo building towards a shared release.
Gary’s eyes never left hers, his strokes growing deeper, faster, as he felt his climax approaching. The sight of her, lost in ecstasy, her breasts bouncing with every plunge, pushed him closer to the edge. He knew she was almost there, her eyes glazed with pleasure, her body taut with tension. He reached down and slipped a finger into her ass, the sensation making her gasp.
The crotch slapping grew louder, a rhythmic symphony that filled the room, setting the pace for their passionate dance. The sound grew into a crescendo, echoing off the walls, a testament to their unbridled lust. Sherry’s body tightened around him, her pussy clamping down on his cock as she chanted, “Fuck me! Fuck me!” Her legs locked around his waist, pulling him in deeper, her heels digging into his back.
Her breasts bounced in time with his thrusts, the sight of her bare flesh a visual feast that made his mouth water. He leaned down, capturing a droopy nipple with his teeth, giving it a gentle tug before moving to suckle the other. Sherry’s moans grew more frantic, her cries of pleasure piercing the air like sweet music to his ears. He knew she was close, her body was singing the same siren’s song that echoed in his veins.
With a sudden surge of power, Sherry’s legs shot straight up in the air, her body bowing off the bed as an orgasm ripped through her. Her toes curled, and her heels dug into his back as she screamed his name, the sound of it sending him hurtling over the edge of his own release. “GARYYYYY!” she yelled, her voice raw with passion.
Her pussy clamped down around his cock, pulsing with the intensity of her climax. He felt her juices flood around him, the warmth of her orgasm coating him as he continued to drive into her. Each spasm of her body sent another wave of pleasure crashing through him, making his own orgasm more intense.
“I’m ready to cum,” he ground out, his voice a low rumble of need. “Cum in my pussy,” Sherry ordered, her eyes flashing with a mix of lust and command. It was a heady feeling, one that made him want to fill her up and mark her as his own.
Gary stopped pounding her pussy, his cock buried deep inside her, and took a moment to appreciate the feeling of her warm, tight sheath. He arched his back, his abs tightening as he felt the first waves of his orgasm begin to build. Sherry’s eyes were locked onto his, watching him with an intensity that only made him want to come even more.
With a final, guttural grunt, he pulled out, the wet sound of their bodies separating echoing through the room. He rolled onto his back, his cock standing tall and proud, glistening with their combined juices. “That was awesome,” Sherry panted, her chest heaving with the exertion. She leaned over him, her droopy breasts hanging temptingly, and gave him a kiss that was anything but chaste.
“Is there anything else you want to do to me?” she asked, her voice a seductive purr. She took his cock in her hand, stroking it gently, watching as it began to harden again under her touch. Gary’s eyes lit up with excitement at the prospect. “Yes, I would love to lick your butthole,” he replied, his voice thick with lust.
Sherry’s eyes widened with surprise, but she didn’t miss a beat. Instead, she rolled onto her stomach, her heart racing with a mix of nerves and excitement. “Lick away,” she said, giving her ass a playful shake. She felt a thrill run through her as she presented herself to him in such a vulnerable way.
Gary eagerly took his place between her legs, his tongue tracing the delicate line between her cheeks. The sensation was foreign, yet incredibly arousing. Sherry’s breath hitched as he reached the sensitive spot just above her anus, his tongue swirling around it before diving in. The feeling was unlike anything she had ever experienced, a mix of tickling and pleasure that made her squirm beneath him.
He took his time, savoring the taste of her, exploring every inch of her most intimate area with the enthusiasm of a man discovering a new delicacy. His tongue probed her tight hole, slipping inside just enough to make her gasp. The sensation was strange, yet intoxicating, sending bolts of pleasure through her body like never before. “Oh, yes, Gary,” she moaned, her voice thick with desire. “Lick my butthole.”
Her chant grew more urgent as he licked and swirled his tongue around the tight ring of muscle, teasing and taunting her. He could feel her body tensing, her pussy growing wetter with every pass. The room was filled with the sound of her breathy moans and his wet, sloppy licks, a symphony of depravity that only served to fuel their lust.
Sherry’s hips began to rock back into his face, her ass grinding against his mouth as she sought more pressure, more contact. The head of his cock was now nestled between her plump cheeks, leaving a sticky trail of precum on her skin. The sight of her taking control, her body moving with such raw sexual need, was more than he could handle. He plunged his tongue deep into her ass, tasting her in a way that was both dirty and incredibly arousing.
Her moans grew louder, her breath coming in pants as she felt the pressure building inside her once again. She had never felt so wanton, so utterly consumed by lust. She reached back, her hand caressing her own pussy, her fingers slipping in and out as he worked his magic on her tight little hole. “Fuck, yes,” she whimpered, her voice barely recognizable.
Gary couldn’t resist the temptation anymore. He sat back, his cock throbbing with need. “I’m going to fuck your ass, Sherry,” he told her, his voice low and filled with desire. Sherry’s heart skipped a beat. She had always been curious about anal sex, but had never had the courage to try it. Yet here she was, laid bare before the man she had secretly lusted after for so long, his tongue delving into her most private place. The thought of him claiming her in such a forbidden way was too much to resist.
“Ok, fuck my ass, Gary,” she gave in, her voice breathy and filled with anticipation. He grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand, his eyes never leaving hers as he coated his fingers. He slid one in, the cool gel easing the way as he began to stretch her tight ring of muscles. She gasped at the intrusion, her body tense and unsure of what to expect.
He worked her ass gently, his finger moving in and out with increasing speed, adding another when she began to relax. Sherry felt a strange mix of fear and excitement as he prepared her for what was to come. She had never done this before, but with each passing moment, she grew more and more curious about the sensation that awaited her.
As he added a third finger, she felt herself stretch around them, and a new kind of pleasure began to build. “Oh, fuck!” she moaned, her hand working her pussy faster. “I’m so fucking tight for you!”
“You’re going to take it all, Sherry,” he said with confidence, his voice thick with desire. “You’re going to be my butt slut.”
With those words, Sherry felt something inside her snap. The last of her inhibitions crumbled away as she embraced the slutty, wanton creature that had been unleashed. “Yes, I’m your butt slut!” she exclaimed, her voice taking on a breathy, eager quality. “Fuck me, Gary! Make me your butt bitch!”
Gary’s cock was now slick with lube and her own juices, the head nudging against her tight puckered hole. He pushed forward, and she felt the tip slip inside her, the pressure intense and almost overwhelming. Sherry’s eyes squeezed shut as she took a deep breath, her body stretching to accommodate his girth. He was slow, giving her time to adjust, and with each inch, the sensation grew from painful to pleasurable, a delicious burn that had her writhing beneath him.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned, his voice strained with effort. “So hot and tight around my cock.”
Sherry felt a thrill of pride at his words, her body responding by clenching around his shaft. “I’m Gary’s butt slut!” she repeated, her voice echoing in the room. “Yeah, baby, that’s right,” he encouraged, his hands gripping her hips.
Her moans grew louder as he inched deeper, the sensation of fullness unlike anything she had ever felt. She was surprised at how much she enjoyed it, the way her body stretched to accommodate him. “Oh, fuck, you’re so big,” she gasped, her voice muffled by the pillow she had buried her face in.
“You’re taking it like a champ,” he murmured, his hands caressing her ass cheeks, his thumbs teasing her clit as he pushed further into her. Sherry’s eyes rolled back in her head, her body writhing with pleasure as she took him in. “I’m Gary’s butt bitch! I’m his slut!” she repeated, her voice a mix of pain and ecstasy.
The feeling of his cock inside her ass was like nothing she had ever experienced. It was a fullness that seemed to resonate through her entire being, setting every nerve ending alight with pleasure. Her pussy was drenched, and she felt the beginnings of another orgasm building deep within her. “Fuck me harder,” she begged, pushing back against him.
Gary obliged, his strokes growing more vigorous, his cock plunging deeper with every thrust. Sherry’s moans grew louder, filling the room with the sweet sound of her submission. She had never felt so alive, so desired. The taboo nature of their encounter only heightened the experience, making it feel all the more intense. “I’m your butt slut,” she repeated, the words coming out in a breathy pant. “I love the way you fill me up.”
Her ass was a tight, wet sheath around him, the sensation unlike anything he had ever felt. Each time he pushed in, she clenched around him, her muscles squeezing his cock like a vise. He could feel her pussy against his balls, the heat and wetness of it driving him wild. “You’re so perfect,” he groaned, his hips snapping back and forth. “Your ass was made for my cock.”
Sherry could only nod, her voice lost in a sea of moans and gasps. The sensation of his cock in her ass was overwhelming, yet she craved more. She had never felt so wanted, so used, and she loved every second of it. “Yes,” she whimpered, her voice muffled by the pillow. “I’m your dirty slut, Gary.”
With a roar of pleasure, he thrust deep, his cock hitting her cervix with a force that sent her body into spasms. Sherry felt him swell inside her, the pressure building until he could hold it no longer. With a final, powerful thrust, he released his load, filling her ass with his hot, sticky cum. The sensation was indescribable, a mix of pain and pleasure that had her toes curling and her pussy clenching.
Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, drowning out everything else. She felt her body convulse around him, her muscles tightening and releasing in a symphony of ecstasy. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, a crescendo of passion that seemed to go on forever.
As the waves of pleasure began to recede, she felt his cock slip out of her ass with a wet pop, the emptiness making her whimper with need. He leaned over her, kissing her neck, his breath hot and ragged against her skin. “Was that what you wanted, Sherry?” he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction.
Her eyes fluttered open to meet his, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “More than I ever knew I could want.”
With a gentle smile, he leaned over and pulled his softening cock from her now gaping asshole. The feeling of emptiness was stark, but she knew it was only temporary. He climbed off the bed, his muscular body glistening with sweat, and headed to the bathroom to clean up. She watched him go, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction at the sight of his cum dripping from her ass. It was a messy, beautiful reminder of what they had just shared.
When he returned, he held out a wet washcloth for her. She took it, wiping herself clean before tossing it aside and collapsing back onto the bed. He joined her, his strong arms wrapping around her, pulling her close to his chest. Her head found its natural resting place on his shoulder, her cheek pressed against his skin. The scent of their lovemaking filled the room, a potent mix of sweat and sex that seemed to cling to them both.
Sherry’s eyes began to drift closed, the weight of the afternoon’s events starting to pull her into a sated sleep. But as she lay there, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her ear, she felt something stirring within her. It was a hunger, a craving that hadn’t been fully sated. “Gary,” she murmured, her voice a soft purr against his chest. “I’m still hungry.”
He looked down at her, his eyes darkening with desire as he realized what she meant. “For what?” he asked, playing along with the seductive game.
Sherry’s response was to take his cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head. She knew just what he liked, having felt the way he reacted to her touch earlier. She sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing as she took him deeper, her hand pumping his shaft in time with her mouth.
Gary groaned with pleasure, watching her eagerly sucking him off. Her blonde hair fell around her face, creating a curtain of intimacy around them. He reached down, his hand tangling in her hair as he guided the rhythm of her mouth, pushing her to take more of him in. The feeling was exquisite, his cock sliding over her wet, velvety tongue and down her throat.
“You’re a really good cock sucker, Sherry,” he praised her, his voice filled with satisfaction. The sound of his words only spurred her on, her mouth moving faster, her eyes watering slightly as she took his full length. She couldn’t help but let out a muffled moan around his shaft, the vibration sending a shiver through his body. She loved being called a cock sucker, the filthy words rolling off his tongue only serving to make her want him more.
He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening with the promise of release. “I’m cumming!” he moaned, his voice strained. Sherry’s eyes widened slightly, but she didn’t stop, her mouth working him with renewed vigor. She knew what was coming, and she was ready for it.
With a roar of pleasure, he exploded, his cock pulsing as he filled her mouth with his hot, thick cum. She swallowed it greedily, her eyes never leaving his. The salty taste was like a prize, a delicious reward for her submission. She moaned around his cock, her own desire flaring up once again as she felt him empty himself into her.
As the last spurt of cum painted the back of her throat, she pulled back, a strand of the sticky fluid connecting her mouth to his cock. She licked her lips, savoring the taste of him. “I love the taste of your cum,” Sherry purred, her voice low and satisfied.
Gary watched her with hooded eyes, his chest heaving from the exertion. “You can suck my cock any time you want,” he offered, his voice thick with lust.
Sherry gave him a sly smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “And you can suck my toes anytime you want, suck my butthole anytime you want, lick my pussy anytime you want, fuck me anytime you want, and fuck my ass anytime you want. As long as we’re alone. ,” she countered, her voice a low purr that sent shivers down his spine.
“Agreed!” Gary smiled.
Their secret affair had begun, a delicious dance of lust and desire that filled their stolen moments together. Each encounter grew more daring, their hunger for each other insatiable. They pushed boundaries, exploring new depths of pleasure that neither had ever dared to dream of.
Their afternoons together were now a tapestry of kinky delights, woven with whispers of lust and the sweet sound of flesh meeting flesh. Sherry had become a creature of passion, eager to please and be pleasured in ways she never knew existed. And Gary? He was more than happy to indulge her every whim, his own desires mirroring hers in a symphony of depravity.
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