First time with a married woman

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Amateur

First time with a married womanAnother true story from my past:A few years after college, a friend got married, and lots of folks showed up for the wedding, including some friends I hadn’t seen in several years. We had all graduated from high school, then gone to different colleges and then settled in different places. An old girlfriend, Betty, was among these people, and I must say, she was looking fine! She still had the long, blonde hair she had in high school, but she was obviously more attentive to it and it looked beautiful! She had also taken off the last of the “baby fat” that she was still carrying a little bit of in high school, so she looked even better than she did when I last saw her! My sister had come in from out of town, and she and I had driven to the wedding together. Before the wedding started, I saw Al, a friends whom I hadn’t seen in several years. We were glad to see one another and began talking and starting the process of catching up. A woman walked toward us, and Al said “Have you met my wife Rose?”. I had not, and I don’t think I even knew that Al was married, but I was introduced to a nice looking lady with long dark brown hair, perhaps a little nerdy and bookish looking, with stylish glasses. I ended up being seated beside Rose and Al at the wedding ceremony, and that is when I noticed her legs. She was wearing a dress, and when she crossed her legs, part of her thigh was visible below the hem, and I could see that she had nice legs! I think she caught me looking at her legs once or twice.Later, after the ceremony and the reception, a bunch of old friends got together for a party at my friend Chuck’s place. Chuck had a garage apartment with the lower garage floor converted into what he liked to call “the tavern”. There was a bar, and as was stylish at the time, there was a large spool table with chairs around it in the center of the room and all in all, it was sort of a bachelor pad/party room. There were two more floors above the converted adapazar escort garage, but no one was living in the apartment at the time so the rooms were empty with no furniture and no particular reason for anyone to be up there, and so the party was confined to the tavern, other than occasional trips up the stairs to the bathroom on the next floor up. The party was an impromptu thing, so like many of the others, I was still in my clothes from the wedding, though I had removed my coat and tie. Al and Rose lived far enough away that they had made plans to stay overnight with someone, and they had changed into jeans and casual clothes.We all sat around the spool table, talked, drank, listened to music and, well, had a party! It was mostly dark in the tavern, and as the night got later and more drinks were consumed, I began watching my old girlfriend and thinking it would be nice to get back together with her. Between her added beauty and the alcohol, I was getting kind of horny! At some point, I ended up sitting beside Al’s wife Rose at the table. She seemed to be fun to hang out with, and not as nerdy as it first appeared that she might have been. As it got later, I felt Rose’s hand brush my knee under the table in the dark. At first I didn’t think anything of it, being in close quarters as we were, but it soon became obvious that it was intentional. I moved my hand down to hers, and there was a silent communication established. I immediately felt very strange; this was my friend’s wife, after all(!), so I didn’t really do anything other than acknowledge her advance and silently let her know that it was appreciated. Not long afterward, as I headed up the stairs to the bathroom, I met Rose on her way down. There we were alone in the stairway where nobody could see, and we made eye contact and reached toward on another as we passed on the stairs. I ran my hand across her breasts and found that she was not wearing a bra. Her small, soft tits felt nice under her shirt, escort adapazarı and she smiled as I briefly felt them as we passed. She continued down to rejoin the party, however, as I went up to the bathroom.Later in the night, people started to separate onto groups, drift toward home and such. I had gone upstairs to the bathroom again and I heard a conversation going on in the next stairway, the one that went up to the top floor. I stuck my head around the corner to see what was going on, and there was Betty (my old girlfriend), my sister, Chuck, and Rose sitting on the stairs and talking. They asked me to joint them if I wanted to, so I sat down too, still sort of hoping to get something started with Betty again. It didn’t take long to discover that one of the themes of the conversation was Rose’s frustration with Al and his extended trips back to the college he attended to see his old friends. It was obvious to her that he was going to see old girlfriends, sometimes staying away from home for several days, and she wasn’t very happy about his infidelity. My sister Chuck and Betty eventually went back downstairs, and it ended up just me and Rose sitting on the stairs and talking, much of the conversation being about her situation and how cheated she felt and what she wanted in life. At one point I asked her “What do you want now?” and she responded “right now I want you!”. As I said, there was no furniture in the empty rooms of the apartment, so I said “do you want to try it now?” and she said “yes! upstairs!”. She had apparently already thought it through, so I followed her up to the top floor of the apartment and we embraced and began to make out. We began to remove clothing; her casual shirt and jeans, my dress shirt and pants, until we were both naked, standing, and making out with my dick hardening against her body. Eventually, Rose sank down and popped the head of my hard dick into her mouth and sucked it briefly before lying on the floor on her back adapazarı escort bayan and spreading her lovely legs to expose her married, brown triangle of pussy hair. The room was dark, so I could only see the dark shape of her bush, but it looked great to me! I love pussy hair! I got between her legs on the hardwood floor where our clothes lay, and began to rub my dick in her already wet slit as we made out on the floor.Rose had been looking for an opportunity to get even with Al by giving up her pussy to someone she found attractive, and I was lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time, and just drunk and horny enough to think with my “little head” rather than my “big head”! I slid my dick into Rose’s pussy and it felt great! It was the first time I had entered a married woman’s pussy. I began to stroke it in and out and she let me know how much she enjoyed it, lying on her back on the hard floor with her lovely legs in the air. After several minutes of fucking, Rose suddenly and urgently whispered “someone is coming!!”. I stopped stroking and held perfectly still, expecting all hell to break loose as I got caught fucking my friends wife, but instead I heard Chuck whisper to hurry because my sister and Betty, whom I had traveled to the party with, were ready to leave. Rose whispered “thank you!” back to Chuck as he went back down the stairs, and I began fucking her again. She lamented “we’ll have to stop…”, but I wasn’t done and I was determined to cum in her, and I kept fucking her. It took a few minutes, but I finally felt my orgasm building and I drove my hard dick into her wet pussy as it released a huge load of cum deep into Al’s wife’s pussy! We quickly got dressed and she went down the stairs ahead of me. I went back downstairs soon after to find most of the party had moved outside where my sister and Betty were waiting for me at the car. I said goodbye to the people who where still there as I got in the car to leave, and the last I saw of Rose, she was giving Al a hug. I was thinking about how her pussy was full of my cum while she was hugging her husband! I never found out if she told him what happened, but I assume that she probably did, and the last I knew they were still happily married!

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Bir yanıt yazın