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Smut Snippet chapter 3 : hey miss Jackson
🕑 Added 2024-09-10 11:32:47 +0000 UTCWe were in her room almost as fast as a blink of an eye. A part of me hadn’t even realized that we had moved, that she had led me to her bedroom, the one she prabably shared with her husband.
Maybe I would have paid more attention if it wasn’t for the hypnotising sight before me. The sun dress she wore left nothing at imagination. I could see how her butt moved and jiggled and bounced each step she took.
I could see with perfect clarity the outline of panties too little, not big enough to envelop her backside.
Her husband was truly a fool I thought as she turned to look at me, a little satisfied smile etched on her face. Something told me she knew what I had been looking at, by what I had been mesmerized and that it was something that pleased her.
She was far from the prettiest woman I had ever seen both in this and in my previous life yet the assurance she displayed now, the smile adorning her face, it made me think only one thing, beautiful.
When she leaned down to kiss me, I pushed on my heels to reciprocats, our lips colliding with each others, our tongues beginning to move, to dance together.
It was more playful than anything else, more tender than rough, dominating. It was something I could change at any moment but the way I could feel her shudder, the way her breath had quickened, it was clear for me than she was more than enjoying this so I didn't try to change anything.
It felt as if she was a starving woman in the desert who had found an oasis, who was dfdinalky able go quench her thirst.
We separated, a thread of saliva still linking us for a moment. “Did you enjoy it?” I asked her.
Her answer was to push me. Instinctive panic surged for a moment. The fear of falling was after all oke of the primordial one amongst humans with darkness.
Still, the mischief in her eyes, the lust I could feel radiating from them were enough to make me understand that there were no need for me to worry, that it was the contrary even.
My back fell on soft fabrics, on the soft covers of her marital bed I realized. My legs were past the bed.
I watched the woman moved, walk toward me in a way that could only be called seductive.m, as if she was the cat and I was the canary.
I watched her remove slowly, too slowly to my taste the straps of her dress on her shoulder. One by one, they fell exposing glory to my sight.
She was still wearing a bra yet it honestly did absolutely nothing in hiding her ginormous breasts, E cups? F cups? Maybe Gs? One thing was sure, she had been blessed with chest you would expect to see on a fertility goddess like each one of them were bigger than my head.
I could see her dark pink nipples through the bra, how straight they were, how clearly excited in other terms she was.
She kneeled at the edge of the bed, her bra not enough to stop her boobs from bouncing.
Her hand moved softly toward me, tracing lines on my sweat pants, almost teasing but moving clearly toward one place, the clealey visible tent my dick made even under my clothes.
“I am a kneeling before my marital bed with someone else other than my bastard of a husband.” Her fingers reached the tent made by my dick. She didn't touch it when it was so hard, when I was so excited that it felt as if I was on the verge of losing reason. With one tug, she finally freed my member from the prison my pan and my underwear had become.
Finally her hands found themselves around my cock. I felt myself groan in pleasure at the touch of her soft hands. She were holding my member as if it was the thing that mattered the most in the world for her. She was looking I would dare say with adoration.
“With in my hands the cock of prettiest boy I had ever seen, a boy who is or will become probably also one of the greatest cape. If this isn’t enough to make understand my satisfaction, maybe this will,” she spoke before the swallowed the head of my penis sliding herself down all the length in an instant.
“Shit!” I couldn't help myself but curse. Her mouth was heavenly, warm and moist. The vibration of her throat send vagues of pleasure down my spine and through all of this, her eyes were still fixed on me, shining with delight.
As if it was enough, she decided to slide up before sliding back down. I felt her tongue massage my penis, her saliva coat it, the suction of her mouth as she continued to bob up and down.
It felt as if she was literally sucking my soul out of my dick. Other than that, more than the vulgar squelching noises she made around my member, more than the breath taking lust inducing sight before me, the fact that she was so eager, that her, one of the most respected woman in the neighborhood, in the upper crust of Brockton Bay, that was seen as the perfect example of respectable was choking herself on my dick without abandon, as if she was a faithful worshipping at an altar.
Her husband was truly a fool. I needed to thank him later though. Without him being him, this would have never be happening at least this easily.
Something akin to a vibration brought me out of my thoughts, focused back on her. The older woman looked me in the eyes and I felt her sing.
I came at that moment, my body releasing thick white sperm in her warm mouth. The older woman didn't seem displeased at all. No, she instead seemed to be the contrary.
The only part of my penis that was still in her mouth was the tip of it. She was sucking it like a lollipop, as if it was the nectar of the gods themselves.
Almost absently, I played with her wavy blonde hair. When she removed the tip of my dick from her mouth, she opened her mouth full of thick white cum. She looked like a whore, like my whore.
Her eyes seemed to be shining with a want, with a desire. It was only right that I had answers to it.
“Swallow it all,” I told her and she did.
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allen 1996
This is just a snippet, not even half of the chapter. I just wanted to know what y’all thought of the scene before I went further with it
