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She's married.

But that doesn't stop her. Once she got over her initial shock that
there are some men who *would* do it, let alone *want* to do it, she
couldn't stop thinking about it.

"I know my husband would never do it," she confided in hushed tones at
lunch one day.

"Why don't you ask him?"

"I couldn't do that! I just couldn't."

I saw excitement in her eyes, and a slight blush on her face. I kept
quiet, as I wanted to see what she would say next. I knew what she
wanted to ask. Finally she found the courage.

"Is that something YOU would do?"

I paused before answering. "I would, with the right woman."

She must have seen my slight smile. "So, have you done it?" she
impatiently asked.

We had not talked about sex related matters before, but I felt
comfortable with this conversation. I told her that I had indeed done
it a few times. Her eyes were wide. She looked sensuous and aroused.
"What's it like?!" she pressed.

"Women really like it when they try it.  The orgasms they have are
stratospheric. It's just as much from the idea of what is happening,
as the physical sensations. And I like being part of the reason
they're feeling so good," I answered.

"So, are you seeing anyone now?" she tentatively asked.

"No, I just fantasize now."

We finished lunch in silence. She was no doubt thinking about the
subject at hand. Finally she spoke. "I might leave for work early
tomorrow morning. Would it be okay if I stopped by your place?"

Whoa - I didn't know exactly what she had in mind, but I wanted to
know. I removed a key to my apartment from my key ring and handed it
to her. "Just let yourself in when you come over - and if I'm
sleeping, wake me up."

She looked at me incredulously. "You're giving me a key to your
apartment?" This time I was the one with excited eyes, and I nodded
assent. She flashed an aroused smile.

I was still in bed the next morning when I heard the door open, and
pretended I was sleeping. She quietly came into my bedroom and sat on
the bed. I stirred, and caught her smile.

"I just fucked his brains out. I was going to have you tell me more
about our lunchtime subject, but I've got to clean up first, I'm
really full." She started to get up.

"Wait!" I hurriedly exclaimed. "Let me do that."

Her eyes widened, and she said nothing. By that time, the area between
our legs was doing our thinking, and we both knew that. As if in slow
motion, I got out of bed, my nearly purple erection sticking out like
a flagpole. "Sit on the edge of the bed," I whispered, and knelt
before her. I lifted her skirt, and she giggled. She had discarded her
panties, and I was treated to the beautiful sight of almost opened,
reddened pussy lips and her furry mound, glistening with sperm.

Our moment of truth had arrived. Was she, a married woman who had come
over to my bedroom after intense intercourse with her husband, going
to let me lick her pussy full of sperm? 

I tentatively licked her slit. She gasped. I licked again, and she
panted. Another lick, and she exclaimed, "Oh!" I licked more
exuberantly, and she squirmed. When I pushed my tongue inside her
pussy, she said, "Oh my God, you're doing it! You're really doing it!"

I pressed in, and fervently kissed her pussy lips as I extracted
copious sperm from her well-fucked pussy. She twisted, and wiggled her
hips. She could not keep still. She kept exclaiming "Oh my gosh!" as
her breathing became faster and heavier. Another moment of my probing
and kissing and she crested into an intense orgasm. She violently
pumped her hips as I held on. 

"Oh my gosh, that was intense!" she sighed. "You were right - I love
it - and it's a mental trip too!"

She got up and saw my unfulfilled need. She grasped my throbbing
member and said, "I'm sorry I can't take care of that today. Try to
keep from ejaculating before I come back. That'll make it all the more
pleasurable when I relieve your pressure. And - thank you for this
morning. Thank you so much!"

She kissed me while still grasping my erection. Then, with a sly
smile, she let herself out and went to work.

My mind was in turmoil. I was convinced that she had planned to seduce
me into eating her pie. But what did she have in mind for next time,
especially when she wanted me to avoid ejaculation until then? I was
strongly tempted to go ahead and obtain release, and I knew the
temptation would be stronger if I waited. But I decided to wait.

My hopes for relief were dashed when she did not come over the
following day. I stoically refrained from relief that day. After a
restless sleep that night, I heard the door quietly open. She came to
my bed and smiled sexily.

"Quick - lie down," she directed, and hiked up her skirt as she
straddled my mouth.

"Gmmmph!" I energetically licked her sperm-filled pussy, and after a
few moments, kissed and sucked on it. She rewarded me with her loud
gasps of orgasm.

"Oh, that felt good!" she exclaimed. "That was two days worth."

She had a sexual blush on her face, and an excited smile. She lay
prone on top of me, and tenderly kissed me. I could scarcely believe I
was doing this with a married woman. As the kissing became more
passionate, I felt her hand grasp my aroused cock. To my amazement,
she brought the tip of my erection up to her pussy.

I couldn't resist. I pushed in, and she accepted my full length with a
sensual moan. She pumped her hips impatiently, and giggled when I
bucked like a stallion under her in my intense ejaculation.

"Aren't you glad you waited?" she teased, and gently pumped to milk
the residual sperm from me. "Oh my gosh, you filled me up good! Here,
I want you to clean me."

She again straddled my willing mouth, and I kissed and licked my
profuse sperm from her. It just kept coming, and she had three orgasms
from my attentions.

We had both crossed a line from which there was no turning back. She
took me inside her again that morning, and filled the room with her
exclamations of orgasm as I kissed and licked all the sperm from her
sweet married pussy.

She instructed me to keep from solo ejaculations even when it meant
that there would be several days that she would not come over. The
next few weeks were exciting, since I never knew from one morning to
the next, if I would experience relief. She came over about twice a
week, her pussy full of her husband's profuse sperm, and after I
performed my cleanup task, we had sweet intercourse. Of course, I
always licked up my own seed from her pussy.

One evening I was surprised to hear her unlock the door and come in.
"My husband just left for a business trip. He fucked me good." her
eyes were wide with excitement, and we went to my bedroom. She nudged
me on my back before I even started to take my clothes off. With my
cock pressing hard against the confinement of clothes, I accepted her
abundantly creamy pussy on my mouth and saw her through two orgasms.
Then we both undressed. She stayed the night, and we had intercourse
four times. After each blissful ejaculation, I fervently kissed and
sucked her pussy. Her loud gasps of orgasm always spurred me on to
kiss her pussy until she told me to stop.

She still comes over about twice a week, and after I extract and
swallow her husband's sperm, she plays teasing and denial games. She
wants me to vigorously fuck her for a while before I ejaculate, which
is nearly impossible after a few days of frustrating abstinence. I try
to hold back, and I'm getting better at it, but once I get past a
certain point, I give in and ejaculate so intensely that I almost pass
out.

Then she straddles my mouth and I willingly give her orgasm after
orgasm as I extract my own seed from her pussy.

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