Page 12 of His Best Friend's Wife
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There can't beanything in the world better than waking up in the early morning hours with naked, horny Cassie on top ofme.
It took me a few moments to realize that I wasn't in the throes of the best wet dream ever. She was too perfect to be real, yet here she was, kissing her way down mybody.
My morning wood was already standing at attention. When she looked right up at me and licked up and down my length like I was a giant, delicious Popsicle, I nearly came unglued. This woman might just be the death of me, but I would die a happyman.
"This time, I get to be in charge," she informed me in a pretend-stern voice. "And you will lie back, do as you're told, and enjoyit."
"Yes, ma'am." I happily agreed, knowing that I would do anything shewanted.
"Now, I'm going to go for a nice ride on you," she gave me a catlike grin as she lowered herself down onto me, "And you will suck mytits."
I sat up, eager to do her bidding. She arched her back, giving my mouth easy access to suckle her gorgeous breasts. I ran my tongue around her nipple, making it pucker into a hardnub.
Since the sun hadn't yet risen, I was thankful that we hadn't bothered to turn off the bathroom light last night. My current view from its glow wasexquisite.
She stayed still, sheathing me and letting me focus on her breasts. The mewling noises coming from deep within her throat spurred meon.
"Bite." She demanded, and I complied, careful not to go toodeep.
She rewarded me with a quick pump over mycock.
"This is so hot. You are so hot." I gushed, still not able to believe this was reallyhappening.
"No talking," she reprimandedme.
I nodded my understanding, so she rewarded me by reaching back and lightly cupping my balls. Her touch was light as a feather as she ran her hands over my nuts. I gasped from the exquisite torture ofit.
"Lie back," she ordered, even as she arranged a pillow for myhead.
Once I was settled, she bobbed up and down on me a couple of times. I had the perfect vantage point to watch her tits bounce, and I was completely mesmerized. I reached my hand out to finger her slit, but she slapped my hand away. "No touching." She informed me sternly before adding, "I'll do all of thetouching."
At this she reached her own hand down and circled her clit. I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was so bold, so brazen, and so impossiblyhot.
Her other hand found one of her nipples as she continued riding my cock and pleasuring herself. She swirled her hips around as she pumped over me. The naughty show was the most erotic, intimate, and dazzling display I had ever seen. She tipped her head back, completely uninhibited and fully enjoyingherself.
Her mouth was open in what I now recognized as her "almost-O" face. I was gripping the bed covers, using all of my strength not to reach out toher.
When she cried out, "Reed, your dick feels so good inside me," I couldn't hold back anylonger.
I sat up and grabbed her ass. Pumping my hips up, I met her stroke for stroke as she bounced on me. This time she didn't reprimandme.
Realizing that I had unspoken permission to be a more active participant, I slid one of my fingers down her crack and circled her there. I had been expecting her to balk, but she surprised me yet again by urging me on. "Oh, Reed,yes!"
One of her hands locked onto my shoulder, while the other continued its focus on her clitoris as she slid up and down my shaft. I could feel her rhythmic squeezing around my cock as we worked her pleasurecenters.
"I'm gonna come," she panted out even as she contracted tightly aroundme.
I was lost in her––so overwhelmed by pleasure that it might have been an out-of-body experience. We both yelled out loudly as we came hard, throbbing into each other, sweating, and panting. The pulsing chills racing through my veins seemed to last andlast.
I'd had a lot of sex in my lifetime, but it had been nothing like this. This had been beyond phenomenal. It was absolutelysurreal.
I fell back onto the bed and she flopped on top of my chest. Grazing a hand lightly down the bare skin along her spine, I told her honestly, "This has been the best night of mylife."
She pulled back to look into my eyes, ran her fingers along my forehead before brushing them through my hair, and pressed her lips tenderly against mine. Even though I knew it was just the afterglow talking, she melted me when she said, "Minetoo."
