Sienna Temptation — Part IV. His text came at the right time for the…
By: Cm Jaxon
Tags: Adultery, Fiction Writing, Erotica, Fiction, Creative Writing

Sienna Temptation — Part IV

His text came at the right time for the right reasons

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“Oh my god, yes, yes, I moaned.”

He continued tracing a random path with his tongue over my soaked pussy. He opened my legs wider to tongue fuck me more. My hands pushed his head closer, burying him deeper into my freshly waxed pussy. He sucked and fucked my pussy until I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Fuck I’m coming!” Moaning even louder.

“M” didn’t stop. He continued to fuck and suck my pussy and clit with his tongue and lips. Grinding my hips, I could feel my pussy explode again, gasping. I couldn’t believe how good his head game is or the fact we are in this position. He raised himself from between my thighs, mouth, and chin glazed with my cum. I haven’t been this wet in god knows how long.

“ I see you made a mess,” I poked with a devilish grin.xx

“I’m a messy eater.”

We undressed each other. I could taste my cum on his lips as we kissed. My legs wrapped around him.

“Rub your clit with my cock,” he commanded.

His cock hard, thick, and long. It felt delicious to the touch. I began tracing circles around my clit and opening of my pussy.

“Good girl,” he said, calm and composed. His cock felt so good, my pussy dripping wet from the first two orgasms.

“I haven’t been this wet in years,” I moaned.

“Put the head in,” he commanded.

“Mmm, yes, daddy,” I purred.

He thrust his hard cock deep into my pussy. I pulled him closer, grabbing on to his ass.

Moaning loudly now, “fuck, yes!”

I couldn’t believe it. We were finally fucking, and it feels so surreal and delicious. It felt like an out of body experience had his hard cock stroked the walls of my soaking wet pussy. I didn’t want to stop. He hooked his arms under my legs and lifted me higher while thrusting his cock deeper. I yelled out in pleasure. Pulling him closer, I was drunk in lust.

“Tell me how good this pussy feels,” I whispered in his ear.

“Exquisite.” His voice lowering.

He drove his cock deeper, making sure I felt every inch of him. Nothing mattered. We were together. The sexually charged texts of what we wanted to do to each other. Finally happening. Feeling my pussy clench his cock harder. I buried my head into his chest and released, surrendering to the massive orgasm.

“Good girl,” remaining focused as he picked up the pace of thrusting.

“Yes, baby, yes,” panting trying to catch my breath while his cock soaked in my cum continued to consume my body. My nails digging into his back.

“I want you to cum on my cock again,” he commanded.

Eyes half rolled, moaning ever so loud the possibility of someone outside hearing me I didn’t care. Surrendering to “M’s” delicious cock, I obliged.

“Yes, daddy.”

“Good girl, cum for daddy now.”

“M” continued stroking my pussy at a steady pace, harder and deeper, until I submitted to his request. I bit down on his shoulder, digging my nails deeper .

“Fuck, I’m coming.”

“Raise your legs higher,” he commanded, “I’m going to cum in that sweet tight pussy.”

His pace increased as I screamed in pleasure. I could feel his cock getting harder. Then his composure broke down. He fucked me harder, letting out a deep growl as he came deep inside me. God, he felt amazing. I hooked my legs around him. We looked at each other. Still, inside me, he propped himself up to pull out.

“No, not yet,” I pleaded.

“M” stopped; his facial expression changing. He realized I was massaging his cock and pushing him out without moving the rest of my body. Once I pushed him out, he rolled over and lay beside me. Our sweaty bodies cooling, and and sending a chill through me.

Pulling me close, “M” pulled the blanket over us, as I lay my head on his chest.

I looked at my Apple watch and noticed a long text from my husband.

I know you don’t want to talk to me. You made that clear when you left without saying anything. Let me know you made it to your conference.

I spoke into my watch, “Just arrived checking into my room heading to my first meeting.”

“M” kissed my forehead. Then he looked at his watch. Sensing what’s going on, he pulled me closer.

“How are you,” he asked.

I lifted my head making eye contact.

“Incredible.” Kissing his lips that still tasted my cum.

“Yes, it was,’’ he whispered, pulling me in for another deep passionate kiss.

Laying in bed with “M” was surreal. Despite the many orgasms he gave me, I still couldn’t believe it. That late-night text leading up to this moment a few months later seemed fateful.

“I have to admit whatever you are wearing makes you smell deliciously intoxicating. I couldn’t get it out of my mind since we first met.” Inhaling my scent deeply as he nuzzled my breasts.

I smiled.

“It’s my homemade body butter with your favorite scents. Tobacco, sandalwood combined with the sweetness of brown sugar.”

With amazement he said, “you should call it Sienna Temptation.”