by Sasha McLean
Brit had a gorgeous face, her hair fell in long blonde ringlets, and everything about her was big… Big brilliant smile, big personality, big firm chest, big round ass… and wow did she know how to carry herself for a 23 year old. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her and she knew it. Giving me sidelong looks, cute little smirks and pouting lips as she flirted with me from the moment they arrived.
The four of us had a great time, laughing and talking all night, listening to music, and drinking… lots of drinking. Brit took control of the alcohol and started mixing us crazy shots of anything and everything. I kept trying to chat with her but for all her confidence from afar she seemed awfully shy each time I approached. Then she’d dance over to her sister or Tommy and chat away, all the while watching me with those smoky eyes, heating me up as I thought abought grabbing hold of that big ass and grinding my cock into her.
The evening went on like this until we were all pretty drunk. I still had my wits about me and in my drunken mind I knew I had to make a move if I was going to, so I asked her if she would dance with me. She smirked at me and took my hand, leading me from the kitchen into the living room. Once we were there, she spun around and melted into my arms. Her heavy breasts felt amazing pressed into my chest as she draped her arms around my neck. I slid my hands around her waist and to the top of her round globes as we swayed to whatever song was coming from Tom’s tablet.
“I thought I was gonna have to seduce you if you didn’t soon make a move.” Brittany whispered into my ear sending shivers down my back. “Or are you too old to tell when someone wants you anymore?”
“Going to seduce me?” I asked. “What would you call what you’ve been doing all night if it wasn’t seducing me?”
“Getting you drunk so you wouldn’t protest.” She smiled with a mischievous look as she gazed into my eyes.
“Oh you got me all wrong, I would never protest to a hot young thing like you!”
“Young, sure… hot? Not quite… I’m not a hot little skinny bitch like all you older guys are lookin’ at…”
“Wrong again” I replied giving her ass a squeeze as I pushed my hardening cock against her. “Your confidence makes you sexier than any skinny bitch I’ve seen… and if you can’t tell” I said looking down, “I’m finding you pretty damn hot.”
Brit’s eyes were full of lust as she stretched up to with a soft wet kiss on my mouth. My desire for her was too much. Having this gorgeous young woman pressed against me, wanting me. My body and mind both felt numb. A combination of the alcohol and my want to be with a woman who wanted me. I couldn’t remember the last time I wanted to fuck someone so badly. I pulled her tighter and kissed her hard, moaning into her mouth as she met my tongue and sucked on it, swirling her own tongue around mine.
“Hey we’re going to bed,” this was Tom. “Leave you two to chat… or whatever.”
I heard him but didn’t bother answering. Instead I walked Brit back and fell down on the sofa with her, our mouths and hands exploring each other’s body. She was rubbing my hard cock through my jeans with one hand, trying to undo them with the other. She slid herself off the sofa to get better access and see what she was doing, and soon was pulling open fly and reaching in to take my naked cock in her hand.
I lie back trying to concentrate on what I was feeling as she stroked it a few times, then started to run her tongue up and down the shaft. When Brit took the head into her mouth it was too much for me, I knew if I let her keep going I definitely wasn’t going back.
“Stop” I said, gently pushing her head away.
“Oh I’m sorry, did I hurt you?”
“No… Fuck… I can’t do this… I can’t be with you.”
“What the fuck?” The look on her face told me she was pissed more than her words. “I thought you were in to me? What kind of an asshole are you?” Brit was starting to stand up.
“No it’s not you…. Fuck no! I want you, you have no idea how much I want you.” I said sitting up, holding up my hands trying to calm her down as she backed up. “You know I’m married right? I just can’t do it.”
“Yeah I know you’re married, but I obviously didn’t think it was going that great or you wouldn’t be here. You know they set this up right?” She was pointing to the empty kitchen as she spoke. “Kara said Tom had a cute friend, his age… who was in a shitty relationship and was asking about me. That’s you right?”
It was of course, but when I talked with Tom about it I guess I had never thought I would really go through with it. And now here I was, actually considering it. Or well I had considered it. Didn’t look like it mattered what I thought now. “I’m really sorry Brittany, I thought I knew what I was doing. I figured if I was lucky enough and you were willing we could have some fun tonight.”
“We can, could have!”
“I know, but when it comes down to it, I’m married.”
We could now hear Tom and Kara upstairs in his room going at it. He had told me Kara liked to be loud and he wasn’t joking. It sounded like each time Tom slammed into her she let out a squeal with the odd “Oh yeah”, “Fuck yeah” or “Oh baby” mixed in.
“Fucking great!” Brittany half towards the stairs. “I’m horny as hell, can’t go upstairs to bed with that going on in the next room, and you’re shitty relationship is turning out to be a shitty night for me!” She walked back to the sofa and plunked her ass beside me. “Move over… or do you not even want me sitting beside you?”
“No that’s fine… sorry.”
“Stop saying that, fuck!” Well she certainly wasn’t shy anymore, but I couldn’t blame her for being pissed with me. I was pissed with me too.
“Here I’m not sitting up all night, lay down or het up. I promise not to fuck you.” Brittany waited until I lay down behind her on the sofa then lay in front of me with her ass pressed firmly against my cock.
I was getting hard again and trying not to let her feel it.
“I thought you didn’t want to fuck me?”
“I told you I did, I just really can’t.”
We lay there a few minutes quiet, listening to Tom and Kara’s sex. “This is ridiculous. I can’t listen to that and lie here doing nothing with your dick in my ass.” Brittany started to move her ass against me as she spoke.
I was trying hard to take the high road. I had stuffed my cock back inside my pants but they weren’t done up so it was just the thin material of my boxers holding back my now throbbing prick.
“So what can you do?” Brit asked grinding her ass back into me…
“I can’t.”
“You said you can’t fuck me, but you want to. So what can you do?”
“Mmmm….. I’m not sure what you mean.”
“We can do something that isn’t fucking. That way you’d be safe, and I’d still get off.”
“Something like what?” My drunken brain and my erection were telling me this was a good plan. There was lots we could do that wasn’t fucking.
Brit rolled herself around to face me, reaching down to rub my cock with her hand. “Stop if you want.”
“No.” I replied sliding a hand under her shirt and massaging her tits through her bra. “I want you to show me how you masturbate.”
“What? How fun is that for me?”
“You’ll see. Come on, show me. Please.”
Brittany looked at me smiling for a few seconds, then got up off the sofa to remove her pants and underwear. She laid back against the arm, propping one leg up and letting the other rest on the floor. She wasn’t being shy now, spreading her legs to show me her shaved pussy.
I could see her lips were moist as she slowly ran two fingers up and down over them, staring at me as she did. I smiled back at her for a moment, then directed my attention to her fingers and what they were doing.
“Are those the fingers you use?”
“Mmmm Hmmm.”
She was sliding both fingers inside her pussy now as she moved them up and down. “What about your clit?”
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sp; “Yeah.” Brit started rubbing her fingers back and forth over the top of her lips.
I moved down between her legs to where I was just a few inches away. I could see the inside of her pink pussy as she rubbed over her swollen clit. She was starting to move her hips into her hand as she rubbed.
“I want you inside me.” Brit said as she pushed two fingers inside her hole again before going back to her clit.
I didn’t answer, but moved my face in between her legs. As she continued rubbing herself I licked the juice from around her pussy then jammed my tongue inside.
She moaned and grabbed my hair, pushing my mouth against her with her free hand. I flicked my tongue in and out and all around her sweet tasting pussy. She removed her hand and I covered her clit with my entire mouth, gently sucking it and her lips into my mouth. I repeated this few times, then went to just flicking her clit as I took two of my own fingers and slipped them inside.
Brit was moving her pussy up and down against me, her breathing was heavy and rushed. I tickled just up and inside her opening, knowing this was generally a sensitive spot for women, and Brit tensed and started bucking her hips.
Although she didn’t announce it, I could feel the extra liquid spilling out as she came, arching her back and lifting her body up. After a dozen seconds or so, she slumped back into the sofa again, eyes closed and smiling. “That was fun!”
“Glad you enjoyed it.” I said, sitting back on the sofa and rubbing her leg.
“Fucking fun. That was… different. Guys I’ve been with don’t do anything like that.”
“That’s because you date boys. I’m not a boy.”
Brittany bit her bottom lip and shook her head, reaching out and pulling me to her. She kissed me, sliding her tongue in and around my mouth. “Hey I taste good!”
“Yes you do.”
“How do you taste?” She asked, pushing me back.
I let her move me and I lay back against the opposite arm of the sofa just as she had done. “You don’t have to.”
“I want to.” She pulled down my pants and boxes, letting my semi erect dick flop out. Brittany wasted no time playing and took me into her warm mouth. She slid her lips slowly up and down my hardening cock, tickling my balls with her hand as she did. After what seemed like several minutes of the slow up and down, she started using her tongue to swirl around the head as she got to the top.
I could feel the buildup starting, and moved my hips up s I fucked her mouth. Brit then took me in her hand and started pumping my cock, leaving her lips on just the sensitive head. I released a powerful orgasm all over and inside her mouth seconds after she started this, the sensations too much for me to hold back.
Brittany grabbed a blanket from the other sofa and we snuggled up together, still half naked, and both fell asleep. In my head I was deciding I still hadn’t really been unfaithful to my wife. Besides I felt as though we weren’t even a couple any more in anything more than living together and I knew I wasn’t staying with her.
Chapter 6:
Sunday morning I was up early, feeling a little fuzzy from the alcohol but not hung over, and showered at Tom’s before getting ready to go. I went in to where Brittany had moved to the spare room and thanked her before leaving. She just smiled as I kissed her forehead and said she hoped she’d see me at Tommy’s again soon. I smiled and shrugged. “You never know.”
I stopped at home on my way to Erin’s and packed some extra clothes for painting and some deodorant and such, changed into my running gear then headed out the door without saying a word to my wife.
Again Erin was out stretching, and again in the first running ensemble I had seen her in. "Morning!" She was bright eyed and smiling as she greeted me. "Ready to go? Oh here, is that extra clothes?" She said as she reached for my duffle bag. "I'll drop them inside and we'll get going."
As she opened the door she called out, "Rod, I'm leaving..." She bent to place my bag on a low shelf by the door and I took a nice long look at that ass again. "Rod? Just a sec..." She said as she looked back at me before she disappearing inside.
I took the time to do some stretches of my own, and adjusted myself in case my dick decided to stretch as well. Erin came back a few minutes later telling me she was just saying goodbye to Rod as he would be gone before we returned. "We'll take your truck if that's okay, I don't want him to know you're here... the surprise part of the paint job remember?"
I did remember the painting but had forgotten Rod didn't know. In my head I was thinking they would have spoken and wondered if they talked out my being asked to sleep with her.
We drove to the trail and got ready. Erin wanted to head off on a different route. She said it was a bit longer but not by much, plus went be the edge of a small lake and was a nicer run. I was up for it so we headed out. A few minutes into the run and we were no longer able to run side by side as the trail had narrowed more to a path. It was fairly overgrown with branches and we had to push them aside occasionally as we went.
Me being behind, I was on the receiving end of a few branches Erin had pushed out of her way as they swung back. I eased up a little to keep my face from getting smacked and let her get ahead of me figuring I would catch up when the trail widened again. A couple minutes later I did catch up where the trail met the lake as it turned sharply left and I nearly knocked Erin over as I emerged into a small clearing. She had stopped near the edge of the lake.
"Whoa!!!" I reached out trying to keep my balance as I ran into her, causing both of us to stumble forward. Keeping my balance turned into having my arms around her waist.
As I stopped she didn't, and with the momentum of my hitting her she was sent forward toward the water. I succeeded in stopping Erin from going head first in the lake, but we were at the muddy edge and her feet slipped out from under her and she sat down hard in the muck with a smack.
"Oh shit, sorry." I said trying to help her up.
"Ow fuck!" I hadn't heard curses from her before, must've really hurt.
As I stood her up I saw she was covered in mud on the backs of her legs, ankles all the way up to her ass. She reached behind as I backed off a bit and massaged her cheeks with both hands. "That hurt!!"
"I’m so sorry... I didn't expect you would have stopped!" I felt like an ass having knocked her down.
"No no, I shouldn't have stopped in the middle... Oww I must have hit a rock or something." She was just massaging the left cheek now. It actually looked sexy, as if she were spreading the mud over her ass, squeezing it between her fingers.
"... I said are you coming?"
I had been caught looking again, mesmerized as she rubbed her ass. I looked up to see Erin looking back questioning me about something.
"I'm going in to get cleaned off, there's a spot up ahead. We can avoid the mud here and it's not too far. I don't want to get your truck all muddy, besides the cool water may ease the pain a little."
She walked, half limped ahead and I followed, turning off a short distance ahead
onto another side path. It followed the edge of the lake a bit taking us further from the main trail, ending in a cleared area littered with some larger rocks, a small fire pit with charred and half consumed wood and bits and garbage. Erin winced as she sat on one of the rocks to remove her muddy shoes. "Are you going in?"
I stood there watching her not moving "I'm not all over mud like you." I replied.
"You might as well, I'm going to clean off then maybe swim out a ways, I don't feel like running any more do you?" Erin was walking down to the edge of the lake which was gravel here, not muddy like the other spot. She stopped and waited while I took off my shoes and shirt.
"It drops off pretty quickly here, you can swim I hope?"
I was beside her by the time we walked in. The early morning water was cool and Erin's nipples jumped out as soon as we stepped in it. I didn't get to look much though as she took a couple more steps and dove in, surfacing fifteen feet or so out. "Oh that's nice!" She exclaimed as she came up.
