John was your slightly better than medium Joe. He made a decent living as a math teacher and tutor in his spare, but do n't let that style mark you. He was far form your norm math swot. He was on the tall side of meat standing at 6'2 '', fairly built from spending long time in the gym, and lean too, sporting a Nice 6 six pack well-nigh of the year. He was married to his wife, Colleen coming up on 4 years this October. Generally speaking he was a happy guy. He had friends at study, a secure job, a well looking wife, but was lacking in the sex department.

It 's not that he did n't have a sex living, but More along the pedigree that it was extremely oil production. There was no excitement. St. John the Apostle enjoyed the chase leading up to sex, teasing and being tease, and foreplay. His wife on the other hand liked none of that. If they were going to have sex, he would have to get on top do his business and get off or on occasion his married woman would ride him. On rarefied function he would get jerked off, and snow jobs were out of the question. Colleen would rarely let him finger her let alone let him eat her out. She was a prude, and sadly he did n't experience that until they were married. One night she got a little too wassail and she let him have his way with her obeying his every command. She jerked him off, swallowed his payload begging him to cum in her mouth, and he fucked her every way he could think of. He even shot a load up her ass, and she moaned in pleasure the entire time. But she did n't remember any of it the following day, much to his dismay. He was never able-bodied to get her to do any of it ever again, or get her to drink enough to repeat it.

But whoremaster was always congregation, and never thought about cheating on her, no matter how many fair sex gave him glances or winks at the cake. That was until one day he got a fb message from an old high school friend ....



'' Hey there ! Remember me ! ''. Popped up from an icon on his screen attached was a selfie of a drop dead blonde. `` Jess ? '' he said to himself not being able to believe the picture. Her tegument was skillful and tan kissed by summer 's sun and her bikini left little to the imagination let alone barely containing her paroxysm. The small man of blue polka dotted fabric appeared to barely overcompensate her hard mamilla. He felt his rooster twitch almost rightfield away. He could n't consider the nerdy girl he used to card in in high spirits school was the same girl he saw now.



John quickly responded tearing his eyes away from the picture, `` Of grade ! How have you been ? ''. He stared at his phone screen waiting for a reply.



'' Oh not bad just enjoying some drinks on the beach, and wishing I had someone to rub some lotion on my binding ; ) ''. can 's imagination quickly went to work picturing himself rubbing oil all over back, maybe moving his hands briefly across her ass or her tits.



'' sounds like a good time, I 'm indisputable you could rule a guy over there to take care of your dire pauperism right now : p '' Gospel According to John replied quickly taking a flirty tone.



'' I know, but I 'm drunk, and I would probably let them enjoy themselves too much ''. Colleen replied. Gospel According to John could n't believe what she was telling him. They have n't spoke to each early in close-fitting to 10 years, and here she is sounding all chum buddy.



'' How much cause you had to drink ? '' He replied, but she ignored his message and responded with `` I had the biggest crushed leather on you in high school, I always wanted you to ask me out ''



John was floored. He could n't believe what he was reading. Why now ? What was the point to this ? She knew he was married. She had to. St. John the Apostle did n't even agnize it but by now his tool was voiceless, and started to think about what it would like to have his cock between her courteous firm nipple. But he was quickly brought back to realism when his wife started to talk to him. Not knowing what she said he said a simpleton, `` yes dear ''.



He quickly returned to his telephone and responded to her message by writing, `` well maybe you should get acted on it : P ''



And that was it. For the almost part over the next match of calendar month they talked back and forth about normal liveliness. Nothing intimate whatsoever. John was well-chosen that he had connected with an old friend and savour reminiscing about the old days, and in force clip and fuss he and his booster got into. That was until one night when he woke up to use the bath elbow room. He saw a subject matter from Colleen which was n't anything unusual, that was until he read it. `` I bet if you fucked me in school our lives would be so different right now '' and of track she sent a film of herself defenseless sitting on the level with a bottleful of wine sitting between her legs. King John could n't consider what he saw. She was so hot. Her body was perfect. He saw her tits and they were just how he pictured they would have been with the two-piece top off. Big with little mammilla, and perky. She had a finger in her oral cavity, and a yearn look on her typeface. rightfulness away John was hard. Luckily he was already in the bathroom and he started to stroke his hard cock looking at the picture. She sent another message, `` I want your rooster in my mouth. I know you saw my message, are you firmly ? Are you thinking about me ? Without thinking he replied ...



'' I want you to suck my pecker '' and it was sent without him realizing it. `` Oh god, I 'm so wet. I want to roll my lips around your hammer and suck you dry. I want you to shoot your onus down my pharynx '' she replied and after seeing that John started to baffle his pecker harder and harder. He saw another message pop up, `` do n't com yet lav, I still need you to fuck me, my fingers are n't doing it for me tonight '' and with that was another video. This time the wine-coloured bottle was gone and her hand was hurried abstruse into her pussy. Another message popped up, `` Wo n't you pee me cum, I want you in me, I want your stopcock in me '' john could n't action everything going on. Her tan tegument contrasted by her pinko twat lips, he fingers in her puss, her humble waist, her sending him these substance and before he knew it he was about to cum.



As if somebody else was controlling his hand he replied to her, `` I 'm about to cum, I want to pullulate my load all over your face. ''. Almost right away she replied, `` yeah baby cum for me, I need your cum '' and with that he swash his burden, moaning in moderation. It was the operose he had orgasmed in ages. And just like that another content, `` in force job tonight hot poppycock, I ca n't look till next time. I have n't climaxed like that in years. trade good night ; ) ''



Slowly coming back to realness John deleted his messages, and cleaned up the toilet and wondered back to bed. His wife was speech sound asleep, and St. John the Apostle quickly fell back asleep. He awoke the next aurora tone like the night prior was just a dream, and felt incredibly guilty. But he liked it, hell he loved it even. That is exactly what he wanted his married woman to do, but she never would. John did n't listen from her in a twosome of weeks and he figured that was that. She just had to get something out of her system. While he was n't upset that she did n't get hold of him, percentage of him wished she did,



It was n't until his wife was away on a line of work trip that he heard from her again. His phone vibrated. Looking down he was who it was from, and he got stimulate. He opened it up ....

'' hey there hot stuff ; ) miss me ? ``



'' maybe a little bit '' whoremonger replied. `` oh please, I know you did. I 've been thinking about you '' Colleen replied. King John knew better than to startle this. It was going to lead down a coney pickle, but one that he knew, deep down he knew he wanted to conform to.

'' oh yeah ? How so ? ''. He replied. He waited for her reception, not able to take his eyes off his screen ....



'' I ca n't stop thinking about fucking you '' She replied, `` I keep fantasizing about how great it would feel to ingest your turncock in me. ''. `` tell me you have n't thought about it ''

John quickly replied `` I have. I have n't been able to get those pictures of you out of my head. I 'm getting hard just thinking about them. ''.

'' will this service to get you hard ? '' Colleen replied, there she was standing in front of a mirror. She was wearing Shirley Temple Black high hound with the laces running up to her knees, white panties that barely covered her pussy, her hand tugging down at their waistline, and a frothy white bra. can could n't take his eyes off the picture, that is until another one popped up on his screen. her bra was gone this meter. her with child breast barely covered her arm across them.

'' Move your arm, I want to see your tits '' John replied.


'' No not until you send me something back. I think you owe some pictures. '' John read Colleens words and jumped up and took his shirt off in record time. He always felt awkward taking selfies, but he did n't give care right now. He snapped a picture of his six inner circle, and replied with `` good enough ? ''



'' Mmmm look at you stud, I guess it 's a start. what do you want to see ? '' Colleen messaged him. He wanted to say all of you but he wanted to be in ascendence and have some fun. `` Get down on your knees, and start fingering yourself. '' John wrote.

Almost right away she replied, `` mmm yeah tell me what you want, you 're getting me so wet. '' the moving-picture show soon followed. he saw nothing but lust in her eyes. he knew that she would do anything he said. Without any encouragement she sent him another message, `` I want to be your dirty slovenly woman, your dirty mystery, I want your putz '' and another impression. her scanty were gone she saw standing there in front of the mirror with a dildo shoved up her pussy. John swear he could see her succus dripping off of it. What he would do to lick her pussy right hand now he thought to himself. `` I 'm so hard right now, I want your backtalk around my peter '' privy was so turned on and so hard he had to justify his stopcock from his pants. he undid his clitoris and pulled down his zipper, freeing his peter. he slowly started to stroke his cock.



'' mmm baby, state me what you want. I 'll do anything you want me to do as long as I get your cum. '' Colleen replied.



that was all the encouragement john needed, he started to tell her everything ....

'' first I 'm going to throw you on that bed and start kissing you. moving down to your neck, and then to your titty. sucking on them and set out to slowly move down to your abdomen, to your waist, and then to your wet pussy. Kissing your clit and then start to eat you out. Licking and tasting your sweet succus. ``

'' mmm eat my kitty baby '' Colleen replied followed by `` then what ''

'' I 'd eat you out until you cum '' can replied starting to flick off harder.


'' fuck me now please, I 'm so wet, I need to cum again. '' Colleen replied.



'' No not yet, you 're a dirty slut and I 'll have intercourse you want I think you deserve it. '' John Lackland quickly typed.
'' Then tell me what you would do next, please I need your cock in me '' Colleen answered. She sent him another picture show of her sucking on her dildo. '' Do you require me to nurse you off beginning ? I can almost taste your com already ''



'' No next I would make you get on your genu, thrust my pecker down your throat, get hold of it out and start to fuck your fits. `` John replied



'' MMM I bet your big enough that I could suck it at the same sentence. Oh that would feel swell, sucking on your cock while you fucked my tits. '' `` separate you will com on my titties, I want your cum all over them. Colleen replied.



'' yea you dirty slut i 'll come on your tittiess, do n't interest but afterwards I 'm going to fuck your face, and if you suck it right maybe i 'll fuck you. ``



'' MMM no, no, no fuck me now. I need your cock in me, I need you to extend my pussy with you cock. Please John fuck me, now I need it. I 'm so wet. ''. colleen respond



'' alright slut, well I guess I would just drive you onto the background and spread your legs. And start to rub my prick against your wet cunt. ``



'' mm put your cock in me now please. ``



'' finally after you beg me for it, ill thrust it in you and start to duck you hard like the slut you are. ``



'' oh screwing I 'm moaning so meretricious, yeah child fuck my puss, fuck me intemperately. ``



'' i 'd throw your pegleg behind your head, and come out to fuck you harder and harder until you 're about to cum. ``



'' No do n't stop, I need to cum again, delight do n't finish, mollycoddle fuck me. ``



'' Fine, I start thrusting again. One at time, making you beg for me to douse you punishing again, and then I pick the pace back up again. Harder, and harder, and harder you start to moan as I feel you pussy enclose itself around my pecker until you cum. I pull out and start to duck your cheek ''



'' oh yeah I 'm cumming already, let me suck your stopcock. I want it, I want your lode in my backtalk. I 'm still so wet I ca n't stop playing with myself. I need your tool, now. ``



'' I fuck your typeface, shoving all 9 inches down your throat until you gag. Over and over again until I 'm about to com. I grab you face and shove my prick down your throat and agree it there till you can barely breath, and then I shot my lading down your pharynx making you choke. ``

'' ohhh baby yeah I 'm coming again. ``

John the Evangelist could n't hire it anymore, he could n't apply back he climaxed harder than he could ever remember. His hold body shock as he exploded.



'' oh. I just cummed so fucking hard ''



'' oh coddle me too, I wish you did n't have to waste it like that ''

'' its okey maybe someday you wo n't have to ; ) '' St. John the Apostle replied



'' I know your married woman is out of town ; ) ''. Colleen replied



'' hahaha yea come over anytime ''. St. John replied



'' MMM I just might have to. Thanks for a estimable time tonight, see you later ; ) ''. colleen messaged him



'' you too, practiced night''' and with that last message can went back to the living room, turned on the TV and started to watch out a movie. It just over an hour later when he heard a belt on the door ...



'' hey there, you ready for daily round two ? ''. And there was Colleen standing in her high up heels, a short black skirt that barely covered her ads and barely contained her paroxysm, with a bottle of wine-colored. John quickly pulled her in the house and threw her on the lounge ... ...