It's Not Cheating

by Mithras, Laran

I bucked hard under him, unable to control my movements.

  He moved harder, too, panting with desperation.

  I felt his cock slip down when we moved too far. The head hit hard against my opening and pushed open my lips. I squawked. "Oh, fuck! No."

  He pulled back immediately and leaned up. "I guess we can't move much like that." He grabbed his cock and jacked it while kneeling between my legs.

  I gaped. I had never seen anyone do that like this. Derek only jacked his cock while watching porn. He was always hard when he was with me and didn't need to stroke it. I watched Ben's hand with wonder. "Fuck, that looks hot."

  "Huh?" He looked down. "Oh. It's sort of hard not to when I'm looking at your pussy."

  I laughed. "Really?"

  He nodded. "Yeah. Here, I think we can do it another way. Put your legs down."

  I did.

  He moved them closer together and placed his knees on the outside. Then he aimed his cock at my pussy.

  My eyes went wide.

  But he was angling it down – almost straight down. He scooted up and slid his helmet down my lips until it passed the opening and hit the bed. "All right, close your legs."

  I did, feeling his cock pointing down and trapped perfectly between my thighs. The topside of his shaft was nestled between my pussy lips.

  He grinned. "Now you can move all you want."

  I tried a move. My pussy slid lewdly up and down his shaft. I gasped. 'Oh, that's good." I moved more.

  He settled down on me, humping his hips and then kissed me.

  I wrapped my arms around him and kissed back with joy. It was the perfect kiss. My mouth to his mouth, his chest on mine, and my pussy gripping his cock. We moved together and I felt as if we were one.

  He pulled off a moment later and glanced at the clock. "Let me lick you."

  I smiled happily. "Okay."

  He laid down and motioned for me. "Kneel that way."

  I straddled his chest and faced his cock.

  "Now lean down so I can lick you."

  I giggled, moving my face down to his fat erection. "Nasty."

  I felt his tongue on my pussy and clit and I gasped as I gripped his thick shaft. My mouth fell open in shocked delight and I stroked his cock with a shaking hand. It flexed in my grip and I looked down at it. It was a perfect cock. I lowered my mouth over the helmet and sucked him in. The head of his cock filled my mouth.

  He groaned loudly and licked me faster. His tongue flicked into my hole. Then I felt him moving, shifting a little and then fingers plunge into my hole.

  I sucked down on his shaft and jacked it.

  It was another perfect union. Our mouths on each other's most private and sensitive parts, both of us treating each other with respect and care.

  His tongue drove me wild. I sucked harder. My sucking made him squirm and groan. He licked me faster.

  We were frantic, moving and shaking the whole bed. It was me that broke first. My body quivered and then jerked back hard. Pulsing waves of almost painful pleasure ripped through me. I humped my pussy frantically on his face. My hand stroked him faster - a blur on his shaft.

  As I was coming down from my orgasm, I felt him tensing and his cock swelling in my hand. Yes, cum. I stroked slower and more fully, milking his cock. My mouth was wide open, moving up and down the side of his shaft. I rubbed his cock on my open lips and my cheek.

  His cock swelled and gushed. I kept stroking. Hot sperm erupted and flew. It also flowed down my hand and over my cheek and lips. I sighed as flex after flex sent more sperm running down his shaft and over my hand. I kissed his shaft, smearing my lips with his cum.

  I lifted off of him and sat. I licked his cum off my lips. It had a light flavor that was nice.

  We had about ten minutes to spare. I laid next to him and gripped his cock with a light touch. He inserted a finger into my pussy and held it there. We kissed. It was the perfect ending to the perfect lunch.

  ~ ~ ~

  My sex life had never been better. It was always great, but now Derek couldn't seem to get enough of me.

  "Dieter is coming Saturday."

  "Oh."

  We were in bed, naked. I had ridden him like a mad cowgirl until we were both exhausted.

  "Don't sound so disappointed. He's a great guy."

  I shrugged. "There's a whole world of great guys out there."

  He laughed. "Nah. And you know it."

  CHAPTER 8

  I lay down on Ben's bed naked and beckoned him.

  He settled next to me, smiling. He scooted up and let me grip him. His fingers found my pussy. Then he moved down a bit and pulled on my leg.

  I was confused. "What?"

  "A little change of position. Bend your knee up."

  I did. His cock had access to my pussy now. "What are you doing?"

  "Just going to rub it without having to be on top of you." He maneuvered his cock to my pussy.

  I tensed up.

  "Don't worry."

  I felt him move his helmet all over my lips and clit. I relaxed and breathed easier.

  He kissed my left breast and licked the nipple.

  I thrilled every time he passed his fat cockhead over my hole. I began squirming. I'm such a lucky woman to have a friend like this. To have someone intimate to share this with. And I'm not cheating. I must be the luckiest woman alive.

  His cock moved around my pussy and over it. The head parted my lips and I gasped. But it passed, leaving a trail of wetness.

  I whimpered. I pushed him hard, growling lightly in my throat. I pushed him down and climbed on just up from his erection. I stretched my legs out alongside his as I laid down on him. I clamped my thighs on his cock as it stood up between my legs. Then I scooted back so that the top of his shaft was up against my pussy. I lay on his chest, clawing him and humping furiously.

  His hands cupped my butt and squeezed. His hips moved under me and drove his shaft up and down along my opening. He was groaning happily.

  Every time I lifted my hips high enough and felt his helmet at my opening, I shuddered with need. I growled again in frustration. I lifted up and gripped his dick, pulling it forward to be in front of me. It slid teasingly along my slit. I gasped. Then I laid it down on his lower abdomen and sat my pussy down on the underside of it. The helmet pointed at his head and I slid my pussy back and forth as if gliding on a railing. My movements were desperate.

  He pulled my butt and moved his hips the little he could.

  I thrust back and forth harder, grinding my pussy down onto his hard cock. It felt on the edge of perfect. I moved faster. I scooted a little forward so I could feel the helmet.

  Ben was moaning, his eyes closed.

  I rubbed my pussy over the underside of his helmet, back and forth.

  I leaned up and grabbed his cock, jacking it fast. No, still not perfect. More. Still leaned up, I moved the helmet back and forth on my pussy. The helmet parted my lips and I could feel his thickness sliding across my opening. I was shaking. I stopped moving it and just twirled it slowly right at my opening. It felt wonderful.

  He was moaning. His hips bucked, thrusting his cock upwards.

  I was holding it at my opening. The helmet pushed against my hole, a good half of it inside my outer lips. I sighed.

  Then he dropped his hips down.

  I twirled it again at the opening, teasing my hole.

  He thrust up hard.

  The helmet pushed inside my lips again and began stretching my hole. I moaned loud and quivered. It felt so good, so very satisfying to feel the stretching.

  He dropped back down.

  My legs shook and I sat again on his cock, happy to give my legs a rest and move back and forth a little. I was gasping. I glanced at the clock. Thirteen minutes left. I gritted my teeth and then lifted again. I wanted to enjoy that awesome pressure before we had to go.

  He was squirming under me, eyes closed.

  I positioned his cock at my hole and moved the shaft. The helmet swirled aro

und my hole.

  He groaned and thrust up. His helmet pushed past my outer lips with ease and right up against my hole. It began to stretch.

  I gasped, feeling his fullness poking in. Oh, yes. That's what I need.

  He dropped back down and I panted.

  I moved his cock feverishly just inside my pussy lips. The head of his cock was soaked with my juices and his leakage. It felt yummy moving around in there.

  I moved off a little and jacked him fast. I shook my head. No, I want to feel that pressure again. Not much time.

  I lifted, moving his cock back to my opening.

  That's when the mistake happened.

  He wasn't moving so I settled my weight down to feel that pressure. Just a tease.

  But he chose that moment to suddenly thrust his hips.

  His helmet thrust past my outer lips and stretched open my hole. The head of his cock entered my pussy and flexed.

  I froze. My mouth was wide open. Oh my god, no. Penetration. But it was an accident. Just an accident. No one moves and I pull off. Just an accident. It's barely in there, anyway. Maybe not even really inside, just pressing.

  I felt him flex. He groaned. He started to thrust.

  I was off in a flash, but not before feeling the bone-stunning sensation of his cock sliding in deeper. I sat, shaking.

  He was blinking, wiping his eyes. "What?"

  "It went inside. We can't do that. It was an accident, but we can't." I was hugging myself. Lust wormed in me and made me grit my teeth.

  "Oh, sorry. I was kinda out of it."

  I touched his arm. "That's okay. It's all right. But it can't happen again." I bit my lip. "Do something for me?"

  "Sure…"

  I laid down and spread my legs. "Get between my legs and tease me with your cock. Rub it all over my pussy. Tease the hole. Then jack yourself until you finish. I want to see it."

  He knelt between my legs and rubbed his cock all over me.

  I sighed deeply, finally calming down. The memory of the smooth velvet-feeling insertion toyed at my mind. I squirmed with need. It had felt so good, even if he hadn't gotten even half in there. I moaned and lifted my head to glance at the clock. Almost time. I fingered my clit. "Jack yourself. Cum for me."

  He stroked his cock, staring down at my pussy. His mouth hung open and he had a glazed look in his eyes.

  Yes, your cock felt so fine in my pussy, but we can't do that. No more accidents. I spread my pussy lips wide and rubbed my clit.

  He jacked faster, his breath coming in pants. He started to tense up.

  I whispered harshly, "Yes, cum for me. Cum on my pussy. Stroke it closer." I left off my clit and used both hands to pull my pussy wide open.

  He scooted closer, his helmet an inch from my pussy. He jacked faster and then groaned and strained. His mouth dropped open and he squeezed his eyes shut. He jerked hard and his helmet pushed inside my outer lips.

  That's okay. Just not inside.

  He grunted in relief and a huge burst of hot sperm shot into my open pussy.

  I felt the scalding wetness shoot inside me. My mouth dropped open and I moaned. Another burst shot inside me. And then another. His cock was moving everywhere. Eruptions of sperm then splashed on my outer lips, up on my clit, down my slit to the bed and more inside me.

  I quivered, feeling both immensely satisfied and also unfulfilled. I would need to attack Derek when I got home. I needed cock badly.

  ~ ~ ~

  I screamed in release. My pussy was hammered forcefully and I loved it. I gripped my husband's shoulders and shuddered violently beneath him.

  "He was inside you?"

  "It was an accident." I gritted my teeth as I grunted through my orgasm.

  "How deep?"

  I gasped and panted. "I don't know. Maybe a couple inches. Maybe three before I pulled off. Four at the most."

  "Did it feel good?"

  I half laughed. "Yes, but it was an accident."

  "You feel really wet. Was it that exciting for you?"

  "Uh, some of that is his cum."

  Derek's face registered shock and delight. "Are you kidding?"

  "No, after I pulled off of him, I had him jack onto my pussy. I was holding it open for him and a few blasts went inside."

  His eyes rolled up in his head and I felt the gush of hot sperm from my husband's cock. He grunted fiercely, flooding me with his cum. He collapsed on me, panting. "I love you."

  I gripped him tightly, still frightened at the accident and what might have happened. That can't ever happen again. Absolutely no penetration.

  CHAPTER 9

  I followed Ben into the condo.

  He turned to me in the living room. "There's something I need to tell you."

  I was undressing. "Hmm?"

  He began unbuttoning his shirt, but slowly. "I'm going to be going on a short vacation tomorrow."

  "Oh? Boo."

  "Well, it's not just that."

  I stopped undressing. "What is it?"

  "Cheryl's ex has been bugging her. Begging for her back."

  "Uh oh?"

  He took off his slacks and sat on the couch. "I'm taking her to get married tomorrow. I'm hoping that ends the pressure he puts on her."

  A cold feeling washed over me. "Oh. Does that mean…"

  He looked down. "I'm here today for you. For us. But after…"

  I felt the loss. "No more kisses?"

  He stood and came to me, taking me into a hug. "Not after today. I can't."

  "But it wouldn't be cheating…"

  "Cheryl wouldn't see it that way."

  "But—"

  "Everyone's different, Elizabeth."

  I shook in his arms.

  "Do you still want to go back to the bedroom?"

  "Yes. If this is the last, we might as well enjoy it." I wanted to cry.

  He led me back to the bedroom and gently laid me back on the bed. He settled beside me and kissed me. Moving my leg, he repositioned himself as he had the day before. He moved his cock around my entrance and I sighed with need. What was I going to do when I couldn't kiss him?

  He teased my clit and parted my pussy lips from the side.

  I pulled on him. "Do something for me."

  "Yes?"

  "Lay on me. Tease my opening that way. I want to feel that pressure again."

  "Are you sure?"

  I nodded desperately. "Please."

  He said nothing. He just climbed over me and settled down. His cock pressed against my pussy.

  I spread my legs out wide and shifted my hips up so my pussy was in line with his erection.

  He pressed slowly, moving the head into me past my outer lips. It pressed against my opening.

  "Right there," I said.

  He stopped.

  I relaxed.

  We kissed and it was perfect. His mouth to mine, and his cock in my pussy – or almost.

  I moaned with happiness, with need, and with the longing I knew would be accompanied by the slamming of the door on our kissing. My hips moved lightly. I tried to keep them under control.

  He gasped, moving his slightly, too.

  The head of his cock moved back and forth inside my outer lips, butting up repeatedly against my opening.

  The delicious repetitive pressure built an enormous coil of tension in me, twisting and turning with need and ache. I groaned loudly and pulled on his butt.

  He was panting, trying to hold back.

  I could feel my hole stretching open. That's fine, it did that yesterday. We're still okay. I pulled harder.

  Ben gasped and his hips began moving. The head of his cock pressed into and out of my opening, a little deeper.

  That's sort of inside… Maybe I should say something. But the pressure was exquisite. I groaned louder and pulled harder, my hips moving faster. I couldn't control it.

  He sighed and moved his hips against mine. He would push as I raised. When he pulled back, my hips dropped. His cock slid farther inside my opening with each thrust.

  I tried to slow down. Finally I gasped and laid still. "It's sort of in there."

  "Oh, sorry." He pulled back a bit, leaving a hole of emptiness where the head of his cock had been.

  "That's okay. It wasn't as bad as yesterday." And yesterday had been an accident. We're okay. I stopped it. I panted and squirmed. "Okay, stick it in a little again. Just be careful."

  I felt the push of his thick hard cock into my pussy. My hole began to stretch. "Okay, stop. Right there."

  "Okay." He shifted around on his elbows to get a better position. His cock pressed past the opening and slid inside a little.

  I moaned out with need, quivering with lust.

  He immediately pulled it out. He said, "Sorry. It's kind of hard to keep it in the same place."

  "That's okay. It was an accident."

  I felt him press his cock back into me and push against my opening. I felt myself stretching. My hips bucked, and he slid in past the opening. I dropped down, frustrated. It was hard not to move.

  He tried again.

  This time, I raised my knees all the way back so I wouldn't be tempted to use my feet for hip leverage. That was a mistake.

  When he pressed, I felt his cock slide easily into my opening. It stretched quickly, allowing his cock to slide past and in.

  He stopped, but he was already in. He was as deep as the previous day.

  I held my breath and sighed out slowly. I tried to stay still. Then I convulsed to a spasm of lust. My pussy moved upwards and his cock sank in more.

  I clawed the bed and groaned. "No, pull back. Pull back."

  He slid out.

  I gasped and laid my legs down. "Okay, legs in the air is a bad idea. Just lay on me and kiss me. Put it at my entrance."

  He scooted down a little, aiming his cock into my pussy and pressed it so it was just nestled in the outer lips.

  "Yes, right there. Now kiss me."

  We kissed, desperate and deep. His hand roamed up and down my naked breasts and he broke the kiss to lick and suck my neck.

  I was moving. I couldn't help it. My hips bucked up and down. His cock moved against my opening and created the most aggravatingly wonderful sensations.

  He began moving too, groaning with lust. His cock pressed harder, stretching my opening. It slid in a little.

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