A Wife Pleasure

After being laid off from my job, while I searched for the next one I decided to leave my husband for a few days and travel a few hours north to visit a favorite aunt of mine. Raman was good with the trip. I said I would be gone a few days. While I was driving, I decided to call Arnav, a friend from my old job who lived in a town maybe an hour’s drive from my aunt’s. It would be nice to see him while I was in the area.

To my surprise, just minutes after I left a message Arnav returned the call. He had also left the company where we both worked, and seemed pleased to hear from me. We had always flirted on the phone, and whenever we saw each other, either at meetings or when he visited our office, he often found reasons to touch me innocently.

Arnav and I spoke on the phone for quite a while before I had the nerve to tell him I was going to be in his vicinity for a few days. When I mentioned being near him, he immediately suggested we get together for dinner and to catch up. The best time to meet him would be Thursday evening after I left my aunt’s home. I didn’t mention it to him, but I knew I could easily tell my husband that I would be staying an extra night with her.

After the call, my mind wandered and I felt myself becoming aroused by the idea of sex with a man other than my husband. We had been married nearly eight years, and were together for two years before that, and it was time for me to add some excitement. I exercise regularly and take good care of myself, and I always enjoy it when men take a long look at me and enjoy what they see. Raman is an adequate lover, I suppose, but I was excited by the idea of enjoying another man and having him enjoy me.

While I drove, I decided to make a motel reservation in Arnav’s town and extend my time away from home by a night. Just before arriving at my aunt’s home, I called Arnav, who was surprised that I had already made reservations and was beside himself with excitement, which was very sexy to me. He said he would decide on a place for dinner and pick me up at my room around seven. I only needed to let him know the room number after I checked in.

Now I love my aunt dearly, but the time I spent with her dragged on interminably as I fantasized about my meeting with Arnav. It was ten years since I’d been with a man other than my husband. To my surprise, I felt no guilt about desiring another man.

Finally Thursday arrived! I left my aunt’s house just after lunch and took my time with the drive. To help ease my nervousness, I stopped several times and shopped. After finally checking in at the motel, I called Arnav with the room number. He sounded as aroused as me.

Since I had plenty of time, I took a long bubble bath, and had a difficult time not playing with myself too much. For several months I had been shaving my pussy bare, so while I was bathing I took the time to “freshen up” and make sure I was soft and smooth for Arnav, who I hoped before the night was over would find my shaved pussy a nice surprise. Of course I made sure my legs were freshly shaved for his touch.

I hadn’t brought an outrageously sexy outfit, just a nice skirt and blouse. As I dressed, I imagined that during the evening my skirt could hike up a little for him and my blouse might lose a button or two. My makeup was just finished when Arnav knocked on the door. Apparently he was excited enough to arrive early!

I greeted him with a quick kiss. He said how fabulous I looked and said he liked the perfume I was wearing. The perfume was one of the things I’d bought during my afternoon shopping expeditions. He said he had a nice quite place for us to eat, and we left for dinner.

Arnav had chosen a lovely Italian restaurant, quiet as promised. We managed to get a secluded corner table. Over dinner we shared a bottle of wine, and in no time at all we’d finished both dinner and the wine. During our conversation, we leaned closer and closer to one another. My dress had been gradually hiked up, and when Arnav rested his hand on my bare knee, a shiver went through me. To make sure he knew that his hand was welcome, I placed my hand on top of his, which also ensured that the hand didn’t move.

While we waited for the check, Arnav reached over and kissed me passionately, a kiss from which my husband could take lessons. Across the street from the restaurant was a liquor store. Arnav suggested we buy another bottle of wine and share it back in my room.

“That’s a great idea,” I said, and added, “I was thinking the same thing!”

While Arnav was inside buying the wine, I was thinking that neither of us really needed it, because there was no doubt that we both wanted the same thing. However, a glass of wine might help us get comfortable back at the motel.

When we arrived in my room, while Arnav opened the wine I made myself comfortable on a sofa. He said how sexy I looked and how wonderful it was that I had thought to call him. We began kissing passionately, and between kisses sipped our wine. His hands began exploring my body while we kissed—not under my clothing, but still all over me. He seemed to really enjoy massaging my breasts.

Arnav had me worked up beyond description. It was a long time since I’d wanted a man as bad as I wanted him.

My wineglass needed refill ing, so I walked over to the desk, which was serving as our bar. While I filled my glass, Arnav moved in behind me and pressed his body against mine, with his hard cock digging into my ass. I loved feeling how hard and big he was. Knowing how I excited him made me more excited! He held me tight to him and kissed my neck. He planted his hands firmly on my breasts, making my nipples ache to feel the touch of his lips.

His lips moved to mine, and he turned me around facing him, so his erection pressed into my stomach. He cleared off the desktop, picked me up and sat me on top of it. We continued kissing, but now he was easily able to slide his hand up my thighs to my panties. Through the panties he began caressing my pussy, and I knew he could tell how wet I was. Whether he could yet tell I had shaved my pussy, I wasn’t sure.

Arnav pulled at my panties and soon slid them down my legs. His hands returned to my pussy, and I guessed that the sigh he let out was his reaction to his discovery that my pussy was shaved. Before long he was sliding fingers inside me. Since my skirt wasn’t allowing him to properly enjoy my shaved pussy, he unfastened my skirt and soon had it off me.

Now he had me sitting on the desktop naked from the waist down, which proved to be a perfect height for him to kneel down and have his face right at my pussy. I love to be fucked hard, but a close second is having a talented man lick, suck and eat my pussy. Arnav was fabulous. He parted my thighs and licked from my knees up to the wetness between my legs.

While Arnav licked my pussy, I pushed his head in closer between my legs. He kept saying he loved the baby-soft feel of my shaved pussy. He ate me so well, he soon had me ready to come. My husband eats me sometimes, but never so well or for so long.

We both knew it was time for Arnav’s dick to replace his tongue. He lifted me off the desk and set me out on the bed, lying naked in front of him. His hands found my breasts and pinched my aching nipples. While he stripped, all I could think of was that I wanted him to fuck me so badly, I would have begged him. When I caught sight of my wedding ring, I smiled and realized that this whole time I hadn’t been thinking about my husband at all!

Arnav had a lovely cock, longer and especially wider than my husband’s. With his knees he spread my legs apart, and then he slid on top of me. With one smooth motion his cock slid up my thighs and easily entered my wet pussy. As he was pushing in, I let out a wild shout, coming for the first time that night. He began to fuck me slowly. He had me going crazy from eating my pussy for so long. I wrapped my legs around his waist and urged him to fuck me deeper with his big cock. I was loving the way it was stretching me and going deeper than Raman was ever able to do.

As he fucked me, I began to come in rolling waves, each stronger than the one before. The man seemed to last forever! While he fucked me, he played with my aroused nipples. I began begging him to fuck me harder, and each time I did, he cranked it up and told me how sexy I was.

“I love that sexy body,” Arnav cried. “I could fuck you forever.” At one point he shouted, “God, I’ve never fucked a shaved pussy before. You’re a fabulous fuck.”

Arnav grabbed my hips and fucked me as hard as I’d ever been fucked. I lost track of how long he lasted before I felt his entire body tense up and then he was thrusting deep inside me. As he blew his load, both of us screamed. He collapsed on top of me, eventually rolling over beside me in bed.

With Arnav’s come seeping out of me, I drifted off to sleep. The next thing I remember is him sucking my breasts and stroking my thighs. I awoke slowly, and realized that in fact we’d slept only a short time.

He needed to enjoy my body again. While he licked and sucked my nipples, he said, “You have fabulous tits. Really beautiful.”

His attention to my sensitive nipples brought back my desire for his gorgeous cock. He began to finger-fuck me—first with one finger, then two, then three. He rolled me over to fuck me doggie-style, raising me up on all fours and grabbing my waist. His lovely erection was resting across my ass. With one hand he spread my pussy lips apart, while with the other he guided his cock in me. “God, you are fucking wet!” he yelled.

I felt his strong hands grip my hips while he fucked me powerfully from behind. His cock felt really big in that position, but I was so wet that his come from the first time he fucked me was running all down the inside of my thighs. While he fucked me, he kept saying how sexy I was and how he loved my body. Best of all, he said several times, “You are the best fuck I’ve ever had. You’re fantastic.”

Gradually he began to fuck me harder. You could hear his body slap against my ass as he rammed his cock in and out of me. He had me in a state of wild excitement. I love to be fucked hard, especially with a cock like that one. While he fucked me, he asked if I loved his cock. I said, “It’s the most beautiful cock I’ve ever had. It’s just fabulous.”

I loved being fucked by Arnav. I had never experienced sexual passion like this. With one hard thrust he began shooting another load of come in me. He had me literally screaming with pleasure. In ten years my husband had never been able to do for me what he had done in one night.

After he finished shooting his load in me, he collapsed on me, and we fell together on the bed. Not long after that he said he had to leave. He dressed and left me lying on the come-soaked bed with his come still oozing out of my pussy. Exhaust ed, I quickly fell asleep.

The next day, facing the long drive home, I awoke early, but I was sore from the night before, and just lay there in bed remembering that fabulous night. Suddenly to my surprise there was a knock at the door to my room. I wasn’t sure what excited me more, the idea of Arnav fucking me again or the thought that he loved fucking me so much that he drove back to do me again.

I had barely opened the door when he pushed it open. “I thought I should come by and say hello,” he said. Before I could answer, he placed his lips firmly over mine and kissed me deeply. While we kissed, he pushed me back toward the bed. I was still naked from the night before, with his dried come on the inside of my creamy thighs. Even if I’d wanted to stop him, he wouldn’t have let me, so eager was he to have my pussy once more. Of course I didn’t want to stop him!

He pushed me onto the bed, saying how fucking sexy I looked and what a fucking great time he had the night before. As he spoke, he unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. Wasting no time, he unfastened his pants and removed them, and his boxers with them.

Naked now, he sat beside me on the bed and went straight for my nipples. While he sucked my tits, he was caressing my pussy. In no time he had me wet and began slowly finger-fucking me. The excitement of him returning to do me again had my pussy at attention. When he was satisfied with how wet I was, he slid between my legs and began rubbing his beautiful cock against my opening.

Slowly, he pushed into me. Just like the night before, it felt wonderful to have his cock fill me up so much more satisfyingly than my husband ever did. While he fucked me, you could hear the bed creak. Gradually he picked up the pace, and as happened the night before, the fabulous feeling got the better of me and I started screaming, “Fuck me hard! Fuck me hard!”
Arnav responded to my screams by fucking me deep and hard. My body again began to shake with the thrill of it, and when in time I came, I let out a long scream of sexual ecstasy. He let out a long deep moan as he blew his load in me. I love the feeling of a man releasing his load inside me.

It was several minutes before Arnav slid out of my pussy and stood up. After cleaning up and telling me how sexy I was, and what a great fuck, he dressed. But before he left we talked about meeting again in a couple of months.

As I was driving home, I wondered how Raman would be able to satisfy me after the fabulous night I’d had with Arnav. I had a feeling that from then on, whenever Raman fucked me, it would be Arnav and his beautiful cock filling my mind.