1. The Handyman Part 3


    Date: 9/9/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: Naughty_Renee, Rating: 32, Source: LushStories

    cunt until he made me come. And I did come—multiple times. After my fourth orgasm, Phil pulled out of my dripping cunt with his dick straining painfully in my direction. He repositioned my feet onto his shoulders and slowly sank that straining member—not inside my pussy this time, but deep inside my ass. I cried out as the sharp pain of my sphincter gave way to him. “Mmm, that’s much better,” he announced, slowly pulling back and sinking into my tight anus with more force. His invasion soon turned into pure pleasure as he continued pumping his cock inside my ass. Now I was officially wishing that I was Phil’s wife. If my husband was this much of a sex god I would never let him out of my sight. Jack was a good lover, but Phil was a lover of mythic proportions. I could not say in all honesty that I had ever been, or expect ever to be fucked quite so thoroughly. Every stroke of Phil’s cock was sheer poetry, no matter what hole he put it in. But right now I wanted more than poetry. I wanted his cum. “Give it to me, honey…give me your cum!” I cried out and reached down to finger my clit as I felt another orgasm building inside. Phil obliged my plea and fucked me with such force that his balls were bouncing against my backside. “Is that the best you got? Fuck me like you mean it!” I cried out ...
    loudly as I felt myself going mad with passion and desire. “You little bitch!” he cussed. Sweat dripped from his body as he cruelly drilled the tight walls of my ass. “Oh yeah! Oh yeah!” I cried out and began to scream as my body exploded into a million pieces, and at that very same moment he finally let go and emptied his nuts deep inside my wrecked rectum. He collapsed on top of me and his cock slipped out of my gaping ass hole. We remained that way until we got our breath back and then he loosened the belt from my wrists. After Phil gave me a long gratifying kiss, he got up and disappeared into the bathroom to get dressed while I stretched out naked on the bed, enjoying the afterglow of our sex. I had a big smile on my face and I had forgotten what time of day it was. As it was, Phil always arrived shortly after my husband left for work, and we always had our sex in the morning before Phil started his work in the house. On this day, Phil came over much later that afternoon and our illicit affair started much later in the day. Well, with all the time we used up enjoying our moment together I didn’t realize just how late it was until I glanced over at the open bedroom door and saw my husband standing there staring at me with cold eyes and a blank expression on his face. To be continued.
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