Cheating Husbands and Wives - 18 Hot Short Stories

by Hill, Belinda

  “Shane I want you, please come up onto the bed.”

  He looked up at me, a half smile playing on his lips. “All in time Alexis, if you knew how long I’d thought about doing this… I’m not going to rush, I’m not going anywhere and neither are you, right now all I can think about is how good your hot pussy is going to taste.”

  With that he pushed his arms under my hips, lifted me up off the bed and let his tongue slide into me. A cry tore from my throat and my body went rigid on the bed, his tongue lapped at me, alternating long licks up the length of my slit and biting kisses on my clit. My thighs started to tremble, my back arched up off the bed, and I started to grind myself against his mouth. All other feeling left me- all could think about was Shane’s mouth on me, his hands holding my hips refusing to let me away from his mouth. My breath was coming in gasps. I could feel my orgasm build inside me. When I came a guttural cry left my lips, and as I came down from my high I realised that he was still kneeling on the floor and I had my hands caught up in his hair.

  He clambered up onto the bed alongside me. I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anything in my life. He kissed me. I could taste myself on his lips wild and sweet, it turned me on even more. I needed to feel his body on mine, feel his hands on my skin. Shane seemed to know what I wanted. He turned me onto my stomach and started to trace his fingers over my neck down past my collarbone and down to the small of my back, then he let his mouth follow the same path, running the tip of his tongue down my spine. I arched my back and parted my legs a little more, my body showing him just how much I wanted him, but he ignored me where I wanted him most.

  He flipped me onto my back and knelt between my thighs. He leant forwards and captured my mouth with a kiss, running his fingertips up the inside of my legs. He ran his hands up over my hips past my stomach till he reached my breasts, his touch was so light as he skimmed his fingers over my breasts before he caught my nipples between his thumb and fingers and gently began to squeeze them. The sensation sent shooting pangs of want straight to my pussy. As he closed his mouth over my nipple and began to tease the hardened peak with his tongue I went wild with need- it was as if my body wasn’t mine any more, all that mattered was the feeling that he was building inside me. When he ran his hand up the inside of my thigh and lightly touched my pussy lips I pushed my hips up against him. When he slid two fingers inside me I came apart, writhing and moaning underneath the him, my back arching up the bed and my hand grasping Shane’s wrist so he couldn’t take his hand away.

  He looked down at me his eyes burning into mine his voice was hoarse with lust. “God Alexis I want you, you look and sound so sexy when you come. I want to be inside you when I make you come, I want to feel your pussy squeeze my cock and I want to fuck you till you beg me to stop.”

  I glanced down and saw that Shane’s erection was almost painfully hard, the pre cum was running down from the tip to the root of his cock. I reached down and wrapped my hand around him and said, “I think that I may be begging you not to stop.”

  I felt his cock jerk in my hand in response to what I had said as I let my fingers gently squeeze him and start to caress him, slowly moving my hand back and forth gradually building up a faster pace. Shane started to gently thrust his hips forward in time with my hand, his breath starting to come in gasps. I stopped teasing him with my hand and urged him to straddle my chest. When he did I gently placed his cock between my breasts. Shane moved his hands to my breasts and squeezed them together trapping his prick between them as he started to rock his hips, his cock hot and hard the head glistening with precum. I leant my head forward, licked the tip as he thrust his hips forward. He gasped and moaned my name, each time he thrust forward I sucked the head of his cock into my mouth, looking up into his eyes.

  Shane stopped squeezing my breasts together and moved around so he was sitting behind me on the bed. He lightly tipped my head back and pushed his cock into my mouth. I let my tongue swirl around the tip of his cock, sucking him deeper each time he thrust into my mouth.

  “Show me how you would like me to touch you now babe,” he said.

  I let my hands slide over my body- one hand going to my breast, pinching my nipples, making me gasp with pleasure, the other slowly moving down past my stomach before dipping between my legs. I was so wet, so turned on. I couldn’t believe that I was doing. I was playing with myself in front of a man that 24 hours ago I couldn’t stand- but at this moment I wanted more than I’d ever wanted anyone. As I slid one finger into myself I moaned and sucked on Shane harder.

  He gasped and said, “One slender finger is hardly going to get you ready for me Alexis, I want to see you touch yourself. I want to watch you make yourself come as you suck my cock. I want you to show me how much you want me and how you want me to fuck you.”

  His words turned me on even more. I was so hot I felt as if I was on fire. All I wanted was to come, I wanted him. I slid two more fingers into my wet pussy and gasped aloud at the sensation. I arched my back off the bed and bucked my hips up to meet my hand. Shane placed his hands on my legs holding them open and he started to fuck my mouth moving his hips faster sliding his hard cock into my mouth.

  “Alexis I want to taste you again,” he murmured as he leant forward, sliding his cock the full way into my mouth as he slipped his tongue into me, his hands on my ass before he slid them up the inside of my thighs and slid two fingers inside me and clamped his lips around my clit and sucked till I bucked and writhed underneath him, drawing my mouth faster over his cock as he thrust in and out of my mouth.

  “Christ Alexis you taste so good, you feel so good, I need to be inside you.”

  Shane moved away from me, I was so turned on I thought that I would die if I didn’t come soon, so when he flipped me onto my stomach and pulled me up to my knees I didn’t resist him in any way. He knelt on the bed behind me and rubbed the tip of his cock at the entrance to my pussy then grabbed my hips then pulled me back onto his cock before sliding his hand up my back to the base of my neck and wrapping his fingers in my hair, pulling me back harder and harder, pounding his cock into me. It felt so good. I could feel each thrust go deeper. I slipped my hand between my legs and started to rub my clit, my fingers brushing his cock as he slid in and out. I could feel my pussy begin to clench around him. I started to speak to beg him but he slid his hand between my legs and rubbed hard on my clit as his other hand still wrapped in my hair pulled my head back, I cried out as he slammed into me and plucked at my clit. I pushed back harder against him.

  “Yes Alexis,” he breathed. “Tell me what you want.”

  My head spun at the thought. I’d never asked a man for anything sexually but I knew that I needed him badly. The words seemed to form in my mouth by themselves. “Fuck me Shane, fuck me hard.”

  He moved faster, pushing in deeper and harder, making me utter words that I’d never said before.

  “Yes Shane, like that, fuck me hard, I love feeling your hard cock inside me.”

  The last few words were taken from my mouth as he slammed into me harder than before, hitting my g spot. My pussy went into spasms around his cock; the cries that tore from my throat were purely animal. I came so hard that I swear I felt my eyes roll back in my head and saw stars exploding behind my eyelids. Shane continued to thrust through my high, relentless, determined not to let me come down.

  “I need to come Alexis,” he murmured. “I want to come in your mouth and over your tits, can I?”

  “Yes!” I cried. “I want you in everyway possible.”

  Shane slowly pulled himself out of me. I moaned at the feeling of emptiness that it left, but I couldn’t wait to satisfy him as he had me. I quickly moved around on the bed so I was facing him again. I pressed against him capturing his mouth with mine, I let my fingers drift down over his stomach till I reached his thigh letting my fingers linger there. As I started to kiss down past his neck running my tongue again over that gorgeous Celtic tattoo on his collarbone I moved lower. I could feel his
thighs tremble in anticipation, kissing a trail down over his toned stomach till I was level with his prick. I moved further down then letting the tip of my tongue tickle his balls, letting my hand play over his cock as I sucked his balls into my mouth, teasing them with the tip of my tongue. Shane groaned I could feel his cock twitching in my hand, the precum flowing out of it. I ran my tongue then from his balls all the way to the tip of his cock before taking him into my mouth. Swirling my tongue around the head, shafting him with my mouth letting my fingers play with his balls, he tightened his grip on my hair then started to pump himself in and out of my mouth holding my head steady as he rocked his hips back and forth. I gently tugged on his balls and he swore under his breath, dropped his hands from my head then moved me round on the bed till I was laying down. He moved so he was kneeling above my head. I sucked his cock into my mouth again, taking him all the way down. Shane leaned forward grasping onto my thighs and started to push his cock into my mouth faster. I could feel his prick start to pulse between my lips. I ran the tip of my tongue across it taking as much of his cock into my mouth as much as I could, sucking on him harder each time he thrust. He pulled himself out of my mouth with a growl that seemed to come from the depth of his gut, took his cock into hand and directed his hot cum all over my breasts, stomach, face and mouth. He fell back down onto the bed panting. He pulled me close to him and wrapped his arms around my waist.

  We lay there together for a moment, neither one of us willing to move from the bed, spent and sated. Shane looked at me. “Please tell me that’s the look you wear after great sex and it’s satisfaction and not regret.”

  I looked over at him. “No it’s not regret, I just wonder where we are going to go from here. I mean I am married and this has got to change the way things are between us at work.”

  Shane looked thoughtful for a moment then he wrapped his arms around me tighter. “I don’t know what you want to do about your husband, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him, but I am crazy about you Alexis. I have been for ages. I just never thought that you would ever give me a second glance, as for work … well I’ve always wanted to christen that office of mine……and yours for that matter. Now as for where we go from here…..” He glanced over at me and wiggled his eyebrows and moved off the bed. I giggled as Shane pulled me up and carried me into the bathroom. “I think that this is a good enough place to start.”

  As we stepped under the steaming hot running water of the shower together I knew that things had changed not only between us but everything had changed. I knew from now on that I wasn’t going to live like I had before. Shane had shown me that there were life- altering experiences out there, my eyes had been opened to it now, this would be the beginning of a new chapter in my life, the awakening of Alexis.

  Therapy

  "Come on Lilly, I don’t have all day." I looked at my beautiful toddler with frustration because she was intently trying to stuff a quarter in her pocket, and she would not move any farther until she had accomplished this goal. I wanted to get to the store and home before the ice storm, which had been forecast to hit within the next couple of hours. I had been unreasonably grouchy today for some reason; maybe because it was coming up on a full moon, maybe because the next door neighbor had just started on a career of drum playing or maybe because I had not had sex in 3 weeks. When Lilly finally achieved her mission she hopped into the car and I strapped her into the car seat.

  I heaved a big sigh and walked around to the other side of the car, carefully getting in so as not to cause any further pain to the left side of my body, which had been badly bruised when I fell on the ice after the last ice storm, two weeks ago. I sighed again as I started the car. Why was I so unsatisfied? I had every kind of physical comfort and was not lacking for anything except my man. He was still gone and I had no idea when I would see him again because of stupid military bureaucracy. I had a brand new car, with a sun roof, a beautiful home and any time I wanted to I could go out to eat or fix a meal of my choosing without having to worry about how I was going to pay for it. We were financially better than we had ever been and little Lilly sure was a sweetheart; she made me laugh all the time now with her antics. She was really a good girl most of the time.

  As I backed out of the driveway, I smiled and waved to the neighbor, wanting to ask her if she knew how long her son was going to keep it up on the drums. I started thinking of the relationships I had experienced in my life, my vehicle almost automatically taking me to my destination. I reached up to turn on the Queen cd and started listening to "Bohemian Rhapsody." My reflective reverie was interrupted by the sound of my little girl singing "Mamaaaaaa...oo..oooo..ooo" along with Queen. "What a girl," I laughingly thought to myself. "They singing mama," she informed me knowingly.

  I pulled into the parking lot of the grocery store and noticed that there were a lot of people out and about. Everyone must have had the same idea, to get to the store and stock up. I pulled in next to the cart corral and Lilly immediately noticed the bus cart. Though I dreaded the thought of pushing that behemoth around the store I knew that I would never hear the end of it if I denied her heart’s desire to ride in the beast. You have to choose your battles. I would prefer to wrestle a shopping cart the size of a small vehicle through the aisles of the store rather than listen to her incessant prattling whines as to why she could not ride in the bus. After all, she wouldn’t understand if I tried to explain to her that mommy has depth perception problems and fears running into things and people. She would not care that mommy does not want to be the loudest shopper in the store because of the amplification of the mini-bus wheels. The things we do for our children.

  I loaded the water jugs into the cart, got Lilly out of her car seat and in the shopping bus and headed for the store. Why did I have to notice so many good-looking men tonight? Everyone was looking at us and smiling; they must have all had children of their own, I assumed. I felt a little sense of camaraderie with the woman pushing the shopping police car, which carried three little boys. "At least I only have one," I thought to myself with relief. Then my breath caught in my throat as I saw him. It was Stone Adair. The last time I saw him was 1993. Oh my God, I had such a crush on him back then. The first time I met him was on the volleyball league we had joined in 1989. I was 23 and he was somewhere between 18 and 20. I thought I was so much older than him back then. Ironically, my first daughter was just about the same age as Lilly when we had met. He looked better than I had even remembered him. He is the type who ages well. "Let’s see," I thought, "he must be in his late 30's." Tall and lean with sandy brown hair and mischievous eyes. He was by himself and he really had hardly changed at all in the last 14 years.

  I spoke to him. "Stone, do you remember me?"

  "Linda? God, you haven’t changed a bit. No, wait...you look even better than you did last time I saw you! Who is this?" he asked.

  "I Lilly," my little girl retorted. "That’s my mommy." She looked at me and then back at him, missing nothing.

  "How are you doing Stone?"

  "I just got divorced," he said.

  "I got divorced in 2002 and now I am re-married."

  We talked like this for about 20 minutes until I realized that the sky was really starting to get ominous outside. I told him that I was very glad to see him and asked him where he lived. When he told me I could not believe my ears. Come to find out he lived on the same street as we did. For some reason that thought sent chills up my spine. I shook his hand and could feel longing in his touch as he smiled at me and said goodbye. He said, "Sometimes I get so lonely since the divorce."

  Then I did something that I thought I would never do. I told him, "Remember when we met at the grocery store back when Katie was this age,” pointing to Lilly. "I so much wanted to invite you over to the house to help me with my volleyball skills."

  "I almost followed you home that day," he responded.

  The rest of the shopping trip was a blur for me. I wanted him so bad I could feel my desire in my stomach an
d between my thighs. I knew that he wanted me too. It had already started to ice when I got to the car and I noticed that there was someone sitting in the car next to mine. It was him! My legs were shaking with anticipation at the thought of what I knew was about to happen. He rolled down his window and said, "Would you like me to scrape the ice off your car while you warm it up?" I looked at him and told him that I would really appreciate that. I watched him; his lean frame and soft, boyish face were titillating my senses.

  "There you go," he said when he was finished. "Let me follow you home so I know that you don’t get in trouble on the road."

  "O.K," I said, knowing that he was following me home for more than that.

  The road was really slick and I was extremely glad when I pulled into my driveway and opened the garage door, relieved that I was finally in the shelter of my home. I got out of the car and waved at Stone as he drove past my house. I was in a state of anticipation, knowing that I had not seen the end of him.

  I went about my usual tasks...getting Lilly out of the car and the groceries out of the trunk all the while thinking of Stone and how much I wanted to see him again. I put the groceries away and got ready for my favorite part of the day; Lilly’s nap time. I read her a couple of stories and as soon as I knew she was going to succumb to sleep I headed downstairs to make a fire. After lighting the fire, I lay on the couch and watched the ice softly beating down on the window and covering the trees with a beautiful silver winter blanket.