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I met him on Reddit.

He had black hair, smooth, dark skin, and a short, well-trimmed beard. He told me that he worked in marketing—just like me—but when I would ask him details about his job, I got the sense maybe he had lied about what he did.

I didn’t care.

I have longer blonde hair, pale skin, and the first time we met, I wore red and black lingerie underneath my layers on clothing that cold winter day.

He told me that he was married, and I told him I was also married. Neither of us asked if it was an open marriage. Truthfully, neither of us cared because we both knew we were cheating.

I live on the SE side of Chicago, and he lived in a west suburb. He came to my house while my husband was at work. I work from home most of the time (I might have to go in to the office once or twice a month), and I only invited him over when I knew my husband would be very busy at work.

He came over after lunch, and I fixed him a drink while he sat on the couch. We sipped from the same drink for a few minutes making small talk, before he set it down, leaned towards me, and started kissing me.

I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and kissed him back. He pulled off my shirt and tank top, revealing my sexy lingerie, which he instantly obsessed over. We both stood, his hands groping me, and I could feel his bulge pressing against my stomach.

I led him to the bedroom, and he pushed me down on the bed onto my hands and knees. I could hear him unzipping and taking off his belt while I shook my ass back and forth. Moaning, he reached around to unbutton my jeans, then slowly peeled them off, revealing my complete set of lingerie.

He pushed the panties apart, and I felt his warm tongue press up against and slip inside my already slightly wet pussy. He grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands and began passionately eating me out from behind. I started moaning and pressing myself against his tongue. He eventually added a finger, then another.

After a few minutes, he pulled back and stood up. I looked back and saw him stroking an impressive 7” thick cut cock, staring at my wet pussy. He walked up to the edge of the bed, pulled me to the edge, and rested his raw cock head on my pussy. He slowly teased the head into me, fucking me first with just the tip, then adding a little more.

I was ecstatic, and I loved every inch inside of me. I started bouncing back on his cock, and that made him growl, grab my hips, and fuck me even faster. After several minutes of hot fucking, he told me he was cumming, yanked his cock out, and I felt his load rocket up my back, on my ass, and drip down my pussy.

As he got dressed to go, I was left feeling a little unsatisfied. I had never even taken all my clothes off, let alone cum. After he left, I checked my phone and saw missed texts from my husband.

NSFW: yes

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