Large breasts, probably F cups, very beautiful breasts, thin waist, round ass. It’s my favorite type.
So I go here every time to buy lottery tickets, of nothing more than a glimpse of her.
I often fantasized about going to bed with her someday and making love to her, fondling her amazing breasts and getting in and out of her naked body side. The very thought of it gave me a strong erection.
One day I finally got up the courage to confess to her. I’m not sure if I had a nervous breakdown that day, where I got the courage from.
I’ve had a crush on you for a long time, I often come here to buy lottery tickets, and I want to see you. I want to sleep with you. I don’t know if you want to. That’s probably how I confessed to her.
At first she looked at me with a look of disbelief. As if to make sure I wasn’t nuts. Then she was convinced that I was serious.
Why would I sleep with you? I don’t know you. And I’m married – she said. I told her I think I’m in love with her.
I’d do anything for her. I gave her my cell phone number. Think about it. Call me if you want.
I’ll say this. At least she didn’t slap me in the face and leave me with a glimmer of hope.
A few days passed. I held my cell phone in my soul all day, hoping to get a call from her. Even if it was a rejection call. Then she called. Asked me to come out and meet her.
We met at a café. She was wearing a beautiful dress that emphasized her figure.
I couldn’t help but steal glances at her big, snow-white breasts that rose and fell with her breathing and speech. At first, neither of us knew what to say.
Then we talked about each other’s families, jobs and lives. What do you do? I’m a securities analyst. My income is not bad. Single, no girlfriend at the moment.
Have a house with four million dollars left on the mortgage. Has a state camry and likes to watch movies and detective novels. And you? I am. I’m just a simple clerk.
Married. Has two children in middle school. No special hobbies. Talked to me for a while. I’m sure I don’t look like a bad person.
I don’t look like a disgusting person. I should say that I have the look of a comforting ordinary person! And my attitude is sincere and frank.
I really find her attractive and would love to have sex with her. I feel like I should be able to fulfill her less frequent and somewhat monotonous sex life.
I took her to a nice Italian restaurant that I frequent. After the meal, she asked me to hold her hand.
We were walking in a quiet alleyway that wasn’t too crowded and I had my hand on her waist. I felt my throat start to go dry and thirsty, and it was like a small fire was slowly burning at my waistline.
We got in my camry and drove straight to a very well known boutique motel in the city. We shed our clothes, rinsed off briefly, and went straight to bed.
Her body did not disappoint.
White skin, tits that I couldn’t get hold of with one hand, a slim waist, and fat ass and thighs that immediately made my cock explode just by looking at them.
It’s better to have big boobs! I’ve never dreamed of holding these big tits in my hands. It’s so comfortable! I wish I could hold them forever.
I hadn’t had sex in a while, but as soon as my hands touched a woman’s body, the feeling slowly returned.
I spent a long time slowly caressing her body with my hands and licking all over her. Stayed at her pussy for a long time.
Ah…ah…ah…she also seemed to enjoy the caresses of a younger man other than her husband, reacting fiercely to my movements.
One hand also wandered up my body, stroking my hard cock from time to time. I asked her if she would like to take my cock and I assured her that I was not sick. She nodded and asked me to lie flat.
She rolled over and climbed on top of me, lifted her head, brought her tiny mouth close to my lower abdomen, kissed my brother, then took it into her mouth and began to make noises, rhythmically sucking me off with her mouth and tongue.
It’s really a great blowjob technique that makes you feel numb and happy to be her husband.
I fondled both her tits as I watched my swollen red prick move in and out of her luscious mouth. Comfortable?
She asked with a smile. I nodded, no longer able to speak.
My lovemaking skills used to be specially practiced. I’m used to taking my time.
Both of them couldn’t help but let out a sweet moan as I eased my cock into her hot, wet honey hole.
I hold her smooth and plump body, moving my waist slowly thrusting, as if pulling out ears, carefully rubbing the tender flesh inside the hole, and when I reach her pussy nucleus, I increase the force a little bit.
Within ten minutes of fucking her pussy in this slow and steady manner, she was already panting, her pussy was a wet mess, and her love juices were smeared all over the area where we had met, and running down her ass onto the bedsheets.
As I fucked her hole, I pushed my tongue deep into her mouth. She didn’t refuse either. I should say, was expecting me to kiss her a long time ago. Our tongues intertwined fiercely, exchanging each other’s saliva. Her legs automatically spread wide to welcome my prick inside her.
I kept raising my waist one at a time, pulling my thick hard cock out and thrusting it to the bottom with more force than once, and my lower abdomen kept ravaging her swollen clitoris. Zi zi zi zi zi…it’s very cool, right?
Savor the sensual sensation of being fucked by another man!
You’re guaranteed to fall in love with my thick prick after one try and beg me to make love to you in return – I thought to myself. I was a little confident about that.
Her body tensed up tighter and tighter, her fingers pinched tightly into my back, and her cries of pleasure grew louder and louder. After a few more rounds of my violent thrusts, it pushed her to an orgasm.
I saw this and slowed down, pushing slowly. She closed her eyes and adjusted her ragged breathing, enjoying the successive rhymes.
I wanted to cum too and asked her if she could let me cum on the face. She smiled feebly and nodded and kissed me.
I lifted her jade legs and fucked her hard for another round, making her body tremble, the tips of her pointed breasts couldn’t stop shaking back and forth, and her hips couldn’t stop waving.
Then I violently shot a stream of semen, which I had stored for over a week, into the deepest part of her body. Is it comfortable? I asked her. Uh-huh. She said.
It had been a long, long time since I’d had an orgasm. It was intense lovemaking, as if for the first time in my life. We lay cuddling and resting on the snowy bed, our hands still lingering on each other’s bodies.
I coveted her body and every moment she was in bed. Those mesmerizing boobs were simply fatal to me.
I kept kneading, stroking, kissing, taking my nipples in my mouth and playing with them. She just went pliant and let me have my way with her.
Lifen, I called her by her first name, shall we do it again? She nodded and said she wanted to do it again too.
We then fucked in other different positions.
I made her sit up and move so that I could enjoy fondling her beautiful breasts, as well as feel her plump ass and thighs and, of course, her charmingly thin waist whenever I wanted to.
She was pretty active on top too. The waist and ass shaking movements were skillful.
We also tried behind-the-back, which is one of my favorite positions.
Make a woman crouch like a dog, a pair of tits hanging down and swaying, hold their waist or grab their beautiful ass, thrust into their body side from behind and listen to them moan soulfully under your thrusts.
Visually, psychologically, and physically, there was a sense of total conquest over them.
I saw this in her body as well. Her body and mind had been completely conquered by me.
From the first moment I saw her and her still clothed body, I vowed that one day I would conquer this lovely woman in front of me.
I finally did it. Things actually went this smoothly and completely unexpected. I pinned her body to the bed and fucked her from behind, fucking her so hard that the bed couldn’t stop shaking.
She grabbed the railing at the head of the bed with both hands in a death grip and squealed. I asked her if it hurt, and she shook her head desperately, telling me not to stop.
I then picked her up from behind, gripped her huge tits tightly and fucked her hard from behind in a semi-squatting position.
Finally both of them climaxed. I shot my cum into the deepest part of her body again. I asked her if she wanted to come out with me again.
She thought for a moment and said, “Yes! I said, we can come out for dinner and movies and singing and sex. As long as your time permits.
She said that sounded like it would be okay. Then hugged and kissed me again. My hands roamed over her again. She giggled and said it tickled. Call me a husband.
I said. Hubby. She was a little embarrassed, but obediently said. From then on, we lived a sexually happy incestuous life.
With this one sexy and beautiful wife to make love to, I wouldn’t need to go to the lottery as often.