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Married Man with Lustful Thoughts and getting caught part 2 of 6

Married Man with Lustful Thoughts and getting caught part 2 of 6

We grew older now, and I was twenty-five, and she was still twenty-four, her birthday was coming up in a few months though. I had moved on since then, and I met a girl named Christine. She moved into the neighborhood 5 years back when I was twenty or so, and we hit it off the bat. She was a charming girl, with an extremely cute smile, and a personality to die for. She was witty and funny and had the most dashing style of dressing. Guys would praise her and make her a goddess everywhere she walked. She was a princess in my eyes. We soon fell for each other, and eventually, I proposed, and we were going to get married.

I never lusted for Christine though, even though we made love before, it was nothing compared to the feelings I had when I was with Annie. So for the sake of old times, I invited Annie to our wedding, and she gladly accepted. Our wedding was held at a private park outside in the meadows next to a lake by our house. Willow trees swayed in the wind, and doves and swans flew by the summer sun.

The skies were once again orange and yellowish, signaling the coming of the evening. As I and Christine held hands and were about to get married, I looked into the sky and the setting sun, and how it brought back memories of the days when I and Annie were up in our tree house. The day I almost made love to her, how the memories of her naked body had revived in my mind. How wet her panties were; that little spot where her pussy had been, a haunting fantasy, a haunting memory that should have died. I thought back, I should have pulled her panties to the side of her legs, and slowly use my tongue and gently lick it across her dripping wet lips, slowly dipping it into her pussy, parting her opening, and tasting the juices that came within. I felt awful, lusting after my long-lost love, on my wedding day. I decided not to think of it anymore, even though my cock did not agree with me.

Christine and I were now married, and I was happy too. She was such a great gal, filled a part of me I never thought I would complete. We would make love in our backyard, under the stars like how I wanted to do with Annie. We watched the sunset together from our bedroom window, as how I wanted to do with Annie. We came back to my old house and when our parents were gone, we screwed each other like there was no tomorrow in my tree house, like with ANNIE! Why couldn’t I get her out of my mind? ANNIE ANNIE ANNIE! I knew I had to fuck Annie, I wanted to make love with her so madly, I just wanted to ram my hard long cock in her, slide it in and out, make her moan, bring her to live with passion, to finger her, to lick her, to tease her, to rub her cunt, to live out the fantasy I knew her and I wanted but could have never finished! I have decided, this was a time to end this fantasy for the last time. I decided to finally live out the dream that I wanted for so long!

I knew Annie’s work schedule, and I knew she gets off on Fridays so one Friday I also took a day off, using it from my vacation days.

Christine was off to work early in the morning, she kissed me goodbye like she always does. She is not around anymore though; she will not be back till around 7 p.m. and that was plenty of time to get accomplished what I wanted to do. So, for old times’ sake, I called up Annie since she still lived close by and asked her to hang out with me in our tree house again; something the both of us has not done in a long time.

“Oh, come on Annie, it would be fun hanging up there again, right?

We always did it when we were kids, why not now?” I asked as I was calling her. What she did not know was, when I meant we did it when we were kids, I was referring to that day when we almost made enthusiastic love to each other! “Well alright, I got nothing to do for the rest of the day anyways, I can’t see how it’ll hurt,” she replied to me. Great, everything was going as planned.

I always knew, and Annie had chemistry with each other, but we were too shy to ever admit anything, so today would be the day. I saw her walking towards my backyard and towards the tree; she was a beautiful girl as always. She was wearing a sky-blue summer dress; I could see her slim curvy body beneath her dress. Her hair was still fine, and she still had those magic looks in her eyes, her body was still hot and rocking, and tonight I will take it to its limits. I was again spending time together at the entrance of the tree house looking look on her as she was climbing up. She was oblivious to the fact that once again, I was looking down at her dress. I still remember those full soft breasts of hers.

They were more developed now; I would say a 34C. She was a full-grown woman, and I was going to find that out for myself. We sat there talking and eating snacks for about an hour, reminded of the old times and how fun it used to be. We were flirty like we always were, but no one ever took the initiative to take things a step further.

We brushed each other arms and had smiles we could not control or hold back. It was going great! We conversed about the things we did up here and how great it was to be a kid again. Then…that day came up!

She was already leaning into me, and I was holding her close to my chest, and those words came out of my mouth. “Do you remember that day, when we were up here and something happened,” I asked? I was feeling her up more now and she liked it. She squiggled around a bit in delight, and she had her hands close on my lap nearing my thigh. “What day John,” she replied. I knew she knew what I was talking about, I could hear her heart beat faster now, and she began to cross her legs nervously; that thing between her legs was aching now, wanting to be touched, she crossed her legs in order to get some pleasure out of it, I knew what she was thinking. Being so close to me began to remind her of that time, it sent thoughts through her mind, thoughts she was so sure she had forgotten.

“The day we never finished what we started my dear,” I told her in excitement. “Started what,” she gulped and now I could see she was getting tenser at the moment. I took her in my arms, and I kissed her. I locked my lips with her, and I stuck my tongue deep into her mouth. She kissed back and we began to fondle and suck on each other’s tongues. Her tongue was wet, and it was versatile, it moved like it had a mind of its own, and it was soon pleasuring mine. Next, I laid her down, and I ripped open her dress. Her dress was buttoned from the back, and I tore it apart easily. I threw it to the side, and her nearly naked body was there revealed before me. She had on her traditional white laced bra and her white cotton panties. I looked down at her panties and I saw a little wet spot already. I took one finger and rubbed it very lightly against her outer labia, it tingled her a bit and I could see the chill I sent up her spine. Her legs were moving wildly when she felt the sensation, it was a tingle she could not help but like.

I gently went over her pussy softly again with my finger, and again she shivered. I was touching her through her panties, and she liked it.

“Nah uh uh, you’re not getting it so soon yet Annie, I’m gonna make you beg for more today!” I told her in a commanding voice. “Oh John, you are married, I cannot do this, what would Christine think? We are good friends John, please, stop touching me in that way, I do not like it,” she yelled back in response. She tried to grab for her dress, but I stopped her hand, I held her down and looked deep into her eyes and I kissed her again. I then moved down her stomach and was licking every section of her stomach. It was so soft, her skin was so white, and it was lustful. I slowly kissed my way up to her breasts and undid her bra. I threw it to the side, and I sat there for a second looking at how developed her breasts were. I kissed and licked them and teased her around her nipple.

I saw her nipples becoming hard. Her breathing got deeper as I got closer and closer to her nipple, I finally gave it a little lick and sucked on it for a few seconds, while my other hand was massaging her other tit. “Oh -Oh John, which feels so good, but stop, I’m serious, I’m going to scream!” she yelled out again in retaliation. “Then scream, you know you want to be here with me, you like it when I fiddle around with your tits like this, you like me sucking on them,” I replied.

She grew silent and lay there just offering her body to me. I sucked on her nipple and gently took my tongue and played with her nipples inside my mouth. Her nipple got harder and harder. “OoOo, uHhHhhh, John, John! It feels so good, but please stop.”

I just continued. With my other hand, I took her other nipple between my two fingers and pinched it a little and I realized, her tits were hard, and they were now mine, I had control over them! She did not want me to stop; she was only saying those words to make her feel better about herself that she “resisted.” Right. I worked for my other hand down now to her stomach and I felt across it. I slowly moved it down until I could feel her panties. I cupped my hand over her panties where her pussy was, and I could feel her little mound being so wet and fuckable. I could now feel the dampness seeping through so rapidly.

Finally, I took one finger, and I put it inside of her panties, and I rubbed her cunt opening just a little. I teased her with it; I massaged her outer lips with my finger. My finger got soaked in her juices. I licked it off my finger and now was slowly playing with her panties, taking them off little by little. I took my mouth off her right breast and now I was kissing her inner thighs.

I was rubbing her inner thighs as well, and as I got closer, I could smell her. I could smell her hot sex waiting and begging for me. I had her in control, and she knew it, there was nothing now that she could do to stop me from fucking her. I placed my tongue over her panties where her wetness was, and I licked it, slowly going up and down. I rubbed her pussy softly from the outside while licking her simultaneously.

“Oh John, lick my pussy already, it is getting so wet from your finger and from your tongue, STOP TEASING ME! EAT ME OUT NOW!”

I never felt or remembered her being that demanding but now, that was my only intention anyway. Her hips started bucking and she shoved her crotch towards my mouth, she was rocking back and forth and smearing her juices all over my face. All this and her panties were not even off yet. I held her legs down and with my finger gently rubbed her soft wet lips. Finally, I slowly took off her panties and threw them to the side. I saw her wet little opening, it was so soaked with her feminine juice, I knew it was my job to lick it all off. “My oh my, aren’t we a wet little girl? What happened Annie? What made you so wet my dear,” I commented sarcastically. “Oh, shut up and fuck me, John, you are the little whore that made me this wet, you know my weakness when you tease me with your tongue and finger like that.

You had known you would make me so wet! I hate you, you little bitch! NOW FUCK ME, HURRY.” I obeyed…

Her pussy was in full view; her cunt was shaved, and it was such a turn-on! Every guy loves a girl who shaves her pussy, for some reason, it just turns us on like ten times more. I slowly parted her outer lips, and I took my tongue and licked it solidly from bottom to top. She moaned “OoOoo John, your tongue is so soft and wet, lick me again.”

I then licked her again, right in the middle of her little slit; I licked her slowly and gently from top to bottom this time. Her hips moved violently with the motion of my tongue; it followed my tongue's every movement. She was getting wetter by the moment, and it was turning me on even more. I then parted her inner lips, I pulled her pussy slightly apart and nudged it with my tongue, and I gave it one good slow lick. Her clit was clearly visible now, like a little pearl in the ocean of her wetness. I licked my fingers so they were wet, and I gently rubbed her clit with my forefinger, she gasped and moaned, and could not breathe; it felt so good to her. “John, rub my clit harder, faster, faster, faster, suck my pussy John, eat it OUT NOW! John, rub my pussy hurry, I am aching for you John,” she screamed out!

To be continued
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