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Click hereIn between breaths she whispered, "I'm going to come soon."
"I am too," I croaked.
In fact, just the right manipulation was going send me past the point of no return. I was wondering if I could manage to wait for her when her body convulsed.
"I'm coming!" Her voice was loud and strong. Her lidded brown eyes locked with mine and suddenly flared as she called out my name, almost defiantly. She repeated my name as her body racked in the seat.
And then I was coming.
Our eyes still locked, I came. As I did, I called out her name repeatedly. I wanted to throw my head back and close my eyes, but could not look away from her face. I wondered if my eyes were as wide as hers. I watched her lips slowly form my name and her eyes dropped to my mouth as I repeated hers. It was unbelievably sexy to see my name formed by her lips and given substance by her orgasmic breath. For a brief moment, the sounds of our names and our pleasure seemed to expand the tiny space of that car and cradled us in a world made for just for us where everything else was forgotten. Soon we'd come down, back to reality with a brand new wrinkle in the story of two lives that together, I think we both knew, would probably not have a "happily ever after." It was a moment we decided to steal for ourselves, damn the consequences and however the story was to going to end.
This was so well expressed, it had a ring of truth about it.
It disclosed more intimacy than many accounts of people going the whole way.
And dead sexy too.
*****
Not just erotically charged but capturing the emotional conflict of real people in the real world... Why some think that not writing about infidelity will somehow make it not exist I shall never understand. Do those people not read crime novels for the same reason? Our lives are complicated, our emotional interactions with others are frequently messy and rarely conform to a set of social norms even if we keep many of our true thoughts to ourselves.
Z.
Thank you. You have a gift for this and I love the way you write.
But... it's hard to get behind cheating. I just think about the poor guy she's deceiving. It always seemed to me to be a weak and cowardly act.
I've now read all your postings here, and been aroused in major ways by your pacing and your curious--boldly curious--mature women. More would be a real gift.
A very real and erotic read. I am certainly not sure if this was fantasy or based on real life....but I can say it mirrors an event in my life very closely. A co-worker and I got involved many years ago and a very real event played out almost the same way ending with me masturbating for her. I think of that time often.