It was wrong and he knew it. He had driven Andrea home the night before, after a dinner party planned by his wife. There were problems and he was unable to keep his silence. While driving her home, the two friends had talked. At one point, Andrea had placed a hand on his leg. He was nervous, but he liked it. The night ended with their lips locked together, their tongues dancing against one another. Andrea’s hand gently pressing against the swelling in his pants. His hand firmly cupping one of her breasts.
She peeled the skin back, exposing the swollen tip. Her lips lightly touched the tip for fully encircling the head. Mark stared downward as her red head bobbed upon his cock. She used one hand to stroke his cock as she placed the other upon his hip, guiding his thrusts into her mouth. He knew it wasn’t right, but her warm, moist mouth felt so good. She pulled breathlessly away from dick; a drop of pre-cum glistened on the side of her mouth.
"Lay on the bed; I can do this better from there," she softly spoke.
Mark loosened his pants, allowing them and his boxers to pool around his ankles as he crawled onto the bed.
Andrea laid nearby, her hands upon his waist with one hand clutching his erect member. She licked from balls to tip, slowly, several times before thrust the cock deep into her mouth. Mark threw back his head. He could feel her tongue play along the shaft as she bobbed up and down on his dick. He placed a hand upon her head, just resting it there as she pleasantly sucked his cock. Then, after a moment, she stopped. Her eyes were wide as she smiled at him. She was trying to look innocent while holding his cock dangerously close to her lips.
"That’s all you get," she stated.
"Keep going," Mark pleaded, guiding her head downward.
Andrea swallowed his cock with a passion. She teased the tip with her tongue, lapping at the soft, smooth surface glistening with saliva and pre-cum. Her tongue circled the tip as she stroked his shaft. She felt his balls dance against her free hand. She knew he wanted to explode and paused, teasing him, toying with his urges.
"Should I stop?"
"Keep going," Mark said, wiping sweat from his brow.
Andrea did as he requested and took his cock into her mouth, gently allowing her lips to encircle the swollen member.
"How’d you get so good at this?" he asked.
"I’ve been practicing; been sucking dick for seven years," Andrea replied.
Mark did the math. He was ten years older than Andrea, and she was barely twenty. The mere thought made his dick harder. He was on the edge of exploding when she stopped one more time, but continued to stroke the firm dick in her soft hand.
"Oh, you’re going to make me cum," Mark said.
"So cum," Andrea stated, put the dick right back in her mouth.
The thought and words alone were enough to send him over the edge. His wife had never let him cum in her mouth. His sweaty hands gripped the bed sheets tight. He shut his eyes and announced, "I’m cumming!" He felt her mouth still around his dick as he released the first spray of cum. He felt her lips continue to slide up and down his cock. He opened his eyes and watched as she pulled back as another load shot into her mouth. She released his cock. It slapped her in the side of the face, leaving a cum trail along her cheek.
"We better get going or we’ll be late," she said with a smile after swallowing the hot load in her mouth. "I’ll finish getting ready."
…. to be continued