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Coffee with the Husband of my Sister's Best Friend

Date: 11/16/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 29, Source: LushStories

and ravage me. I could feel myself getting wet with anticipation. I took another deep breath and exhaled as Steve stepped closer to where I stood, clutching the bed-sheet which barely covered what needed to be covered. He took off his cowboy hat and placed it on my head. He didn’t say a word, as he put a finger under my chin and more or less, forced me to look up. Even in the darkened room, I could tell there was a seriousness about Steve and a passion in his eyes. He leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on my lips, an easy going, “I like you,” type of kiss. I dropped the bed sheet and practically melted away. Steve moved his finger to the middle of my chest, where he made a small circling motion. I took a deep breath and exhaled, my eyes locking on to his as he stood in front of me. “Where is my hug?” he whispered. I slipped my arms around him and pulled myself into the warmth of his embrace. I could feel the strength of his hands on my lower back, as we pressed hugged. He lowered his hands to my buttocks- my fat ass- and squeezed. His touches sent shivers through my body. He moved a hand around to my front side and into the crease between my legs, slipping a lone finger into my very moist vagina. I lost all control at this point. Within seconds, I had Steve stripped of his shirt and I ran my fingers through his course chest hair. We kissed again, this time, more passionately, our tongues exploring the confines of each other’s souls. Steve had both of his muscular hands ... on either side of my face, which made me feel so very much appreciated. I unfastened Steve’s belt and unsnapped his jeans. I dug past the elastic barrier of his boxer shorts and quickly reached my prize. I held his manhood in my hand. There was no turning back. I had to have him. I pulled him on to my bed and stripped him of his shoes, socks, pants and underpants. His cock was about normal in size, or so I thought. I had seen bigger, but then suddenly, I realized I had misjudged the actual size of his tool as I slipped the tip end of his tool into my mouth and toyfully played with his balls. Steve’s cock was about eight to nine inches in length and was thick. I had seen cocks this large in porno films, but never in real life. I knew there was no way I would ever be able to swallow the entire length of his cock, so I did my best to pleasure him by spreading my saliva along the entire length of his cock and running my fingers up and down it. Steve was circumcised and clean shaven. He didn’t have any pubic hair- something I really liked. Steve cupped his hands behind his head and smiled as he lie on his back, staring up at my ceiling fan. Pre-cum leaked from the tip end of his tool and I dutifully licked it up. It didn’t really have a taste, but was salty. “I’d like to taste your pussy,” Steve remarked. I re-positioned myself so my pussy, which by now was dripping wet with anticipation, was right over Steve’s face, my knees on either side of his chiseled face. I could feel his ...