Rate by The Naughty Meter
Categories: Force/Rape, Identified partner
Tags: wives affair milf
Location: The toilet room
Fulfillment: Act on it
it is saturday evening and i am meeting a friend for our weekly chinese chew and chat. She is a tall woman, about 6'3" and a bit heavy set, but a big ol' girl once in a while never hurts.
She comes in, and sits in front of me. she sips her tea and chews on her ice cubes and smiles at me.
we have been friends for years and i have known her husband since grade school.
I am in a foul mood today. Work was miserable, home is not really worth going to, and frustrations always lead me to act irrational.
i am hoping tonight we can talk, i can calm down and things can be okay until tomorrow. I was wrong.
We eat and chew the fat (so to speak) and i pay far too much attention to her lips as she speaks.
After a couple bowls of soup, she excuses herself to the ladies' room and disappears in the back.
before i can think things through, I am walking into the ladies' restroom and waiting for her to exit her stall.
she comes out and gasps at me. before she can say a word, i push her back into the stall and shut the door. Being almost a foot shorter than her, I am eye level with her large, natural breasts as they heave with her breath.
i reach up to her neck and pull her face down to my own and whisper in her ear, "fuck."
there is a struggle, but i manage to turn her face to the wall and i pull her slacks down to her knees. I reach around her and pull her healthy ass against me and i work my fingers into her crotch, forcing her thighs apart enough to wiggle a pair of fingers into her tight pussy. i use the toilet to my advantage, as an obstacle to her stance, she is off balance and her arms are used to lean against the wall. i dig deep within her, curving my fingers and working her pussy till it drools like i am at the scent of her, the feeling of her ass against the bulge in my jeans.
i free one hand long enough to loosen my jeans, letting them fall, i slip my boxers down and my cock is thumping, as if lurching toward its meal. I walk into her and we are standing, straddling the toilet and still i am able to pin her to the wall. I penetrate and i pause. I want to feel her heat against my deprived meat.
her gentle cooing reminds me of where i am and I take slow, deep thrusts.
Time is not on my side; someone may come in on us soon. so I start pumping her pussy hard and fast, and she tries to stand on tip toe, using her height to rise above it, but my grip on her is tight and i hold her firmly onto my cock.
She doesn't want it. yet her involuntary orgasm accepts it.
the sensation of finally owning a married woman's ass hardens me and makes me slam her harder. i feel as though the harder i pound into her the more i bounce off her ass and risk slipping out. i can tell my pump is primed, so i slow down, just a little and as i know I am about to ejaculate, i lean into her hard as I can. She squeezes my cock when i come, i wince in pleasure and i feel my strength ebb.
i back away from her. she turns to me with shock in her eyes and a half smile.
next time, she'll come to me.