Cheating Erotica
"Touching the Buttercup" a sex story by Kurt Solo
She left her house with feelings of trepidation and excitement all jumbled inside her. Her car hit the highway and her mind was filled with memories of his touch from previous times she had been with him...the way he touched her, consumed her body and soul in such carnal bliss. She felt goosebumps rise up on her skin and the desire was already radiating from her loins.
She chided herself and told herself to be strong, to not give in to her desire just yet. And yet she wanted to. The thrill and excitement of doing the forbidden both literally and figuratively caused her excitement to spread, and as she turned onto the offramp towards his house, she knew that her panties were already wet. Her body hungered for his touch, desiring it, wanting it and when she was truly honest with herself she would admit that no one else had touched her like he did. That chemistry only added to her need to have him, regardless of the consequences...
Her car drove as on autopilot and her legs kept rubbing against each other, further adding to the wetness as she remembered the way his fingers touched her, his manhood filled her completely, and the look of love-laced passion in his eyes whenever he looked at her.
Unconsciously, her right hand reached up and softly tweaked her left nipple, bringing a quiet moan from her lips as her legs slightly opened on their own accord. She was sure he wanted her to be so affected by him. How many times in the past had she asked him to turn on the webcam and give her a show? Begging him to show her how excited she made him while she watched him give his cock long strokes on the screen. She touched herself while watching his climax, the cam capturing the spurts in full detail and her mind remembering the intensity of how they had felt when it was her body. It was that hunger, that desire that brought her to such arousal at the thought that he would soon be touching her, watching her and wanting to devour her...
She pulled up in front of his house and steadied herself for a moment. She wanted to resist him a little this time, not giver herself so entirely and easily. She straightened out her clothes and took an opportunity to touch herself real quick, confirming that her excitement had completely soaked her panties and that she would need to change into the spare ones she had brought with her before she returned home.
She walked to the door and she felt the lips of her pussy rub against each other with every step.
His door opened, and there he was waiting for her.
His brown hair was cut close, as always, and his goatee looked freshly trimmed. At 6'2" he towered above her, but she loved how that felt when he had her in his arms, arms, which by the look of it, had been seeing the benefits from weight training. His legs were quite firm and toned, showing a bit more muscle mass since he had recently taken up hockey. Along the left side of his shorts she could already tell that he was getting excited to see her; the bulge was quite visible and still growing. Looking at that alone got her more excited as she remembered the last time she had wrapped her fingers around it, both hands needing to stroke it well and feeling the heat and power that it held. Her right hand flexed and closed on its own as that memory passed through her mind
Then she was in his arms. The feeling of being close to him and the scent of his cologne cast her once again under his spell. Her body felt the hardness of his cock as it pressed into her.
He had watched her walk to his door, and though he had promised to behave, he knew he wouldn't be able to. His cock hardened with every look at her and he knew that she felt the same way. Taking her in his arms, he could smell the vanilla scent that she often wore just for him, and he felt her body mold to his. The desire to push her against the wall and kiss her, pull her clothes off and ravage her right then was overwhelming. All he could do was press his cock against her so as to let her know her affect on him.
Once the hug and greeting were over, he led her upstairs to his room where she hadn't been for many months. They had a long and complicated history together, and their obligations to others had kept them apart. However, the chemistry and energy they shared was, in the end, not to be denied.
His room had been rearranged since she last saw it and the bed had been moved to the corner and at an angle so that it jutted back towards the door. There were caramel crème candles on the four wooden side tables, and they filled the room with their sweet scent. She felt his hands on her, caressing and massaging her shoulders, and then working down her arms, feeling and caressing the muscles before letting go and then working on the muscles in her neck.
He was so good at releasing the tension there, and her body leaned back against him. Her ass pressed against his groin and electric sensations ran through both of their bodies. His hands left her neck and his arms wrapped around her, his lips giving soft kisses on her neck.
"I missed my little buttercup," he whispered, and then he asked her to get undressed so he could massage her.
He watched her as she stepped over to the side of the bed and slowly opened her blouse, the blushing of her cheeks as she was suddenly shy at revealing the body that she had given to him in the flesh so many times. With her blouse and pants off, he took a moment to look at her, the soft curves of her body, the breasts that were just a good handful and her slender legs which led up to the waist and hips of a real woman, not one who was paper thin but one who had given birth and gave effort to staying in shape. Although she would never like her body, he would have given everything to have her close to him every night, to ravage and devour yet caress and massage her at every chance.
She looked into his eyes as she reached behind and undid the clasp to her bra, so many things in those eyes of hers that could only be said in a look, and then she was pulling down the straps of her bra, his eyes still locked on hers. When she broke eye contact and set down the bra, he took a look at her hardening nipples, nipples that were like ten dimes stacked on one a top of each other, darker than the rest of her skin yet so soft and wonderful to the touch - be it his hands or his lips.
Once again she looked into his eyes as she pulled down her panties, her closely trimmed pubic hair coming into view as she stepped out of them, and with a wicked grin, she tossed them to him and saw the smile on his face and the movement of the long bulge in his shorts when he felt their wetness. He stepped forward to get one last embrace but she was already on the bed, laying down on her stomach and positioning her arms at her side as she faced the other direction.
He sat down near her shoulders and rubbed her shoulders, upper back muscles, and then worked on her neck. His fingers ran up and down the spine, pushing the stiff muscles on the side of her neck, working then in circles, breaking down the tension in her neck, hearing her sighs as he worked all over her skin. His fingers returned to the muscles over her shoulder blades and working on the knots there, caressing and feeling the electricity of her skin.
He had the warm sugar and vanilla lotion already by the side of the bed. He put some in his hands and rubbed them together to warm it. Then he pressed his hands against her back, the vanilla scent filling the air. He smiled, because he always associated this scent with her. He rubbed her back in circles and continued to apply lotion, his cock throbbing at the thought of her touching it again. His fingers up kept playing up and down her back like a musician playing music.
His hands greedily grabbed her asscheeks and massaged them, caressing and kneading the flesh as he looked down and watched her pussy lips move against one another. He put more lotion on her ass just to get to watch her pussy a bit more, seeing the wetness and watching the Goosebumps form on her skin. He knew that she knew he was watching her arousal, just inches from his hands and not far from his cock or his lips.
He finished rubbing her ass and worked his hands down the backside of her left leg, caressing and kneading the muscles of her leg and thigh, his fingers working up and down the inside of her thigh, occasionally brushing against her pussy. He watched her spread her legs a bit further apart, granting him better access to her. His fingers worked down to her calve, occasionally reaching up and pulling his fingers down her leg in a way that forced new blood to the areas that he was touching.
He reached her foot and applied extra lotion to it as his fingers worked to get the blood flowing there again. He pushed the lotion into her skin, working it in between her toes and then once again reaching up and pulling down her leg with his fingers till they passed the ends of her toes. Once he was done, he placed a kiss on the back of her calve and moved to the other side of the bed.
Her skin tingled at the kiss on her calf, and she felt the bed shift as he moved to the other side. She could feel his fingers apply lotion to her toes and the bottom of her feet and she smiled at the talent in which his fingers worked her skin and the muscles in that foot. Her body was totally relaxed, yet still apprehensive as his fingers started to caress her calve. Up and down the skin his fingers went, spreading lotion. She felt the strength in his fingers as they rubbed the muscles and caressed the skin. She knew her legs were spread slightly and wondered if he could see the glistening wetness of her pussy, open and inviting to him to look at as he worked her flesh with his hands.
His hands worked up her thigh and hip, and she noticed his fingers slightly brushing against her wetness. She emitted a slight moan when he touched her there, but she struggled to maintain control and not grab him right then. It felt like his fingers were playing her body like a classic instrument and it was the desire inside them both that became the crescendo of the music his fingers made on her. The warm bed, the soft candles and his fingers touching her, as if they existed solely for her personal relaxation and pleasure. She let her body mold itself to his touch.
She felt his fingers linger on the edge of her pussy before his hands moved up to her ass, kneading the skin and flesh there like he had done of the other side, his hands making the blood flow in her skin. For a moment, she thought that she had bumped against what she assumed was now a very hard cock, so hard and excited that pre-cum was probably dripping out of the tip. Her lips pressed together as she remembered his taste and wondered if she would have that drink again today.
She felt the muscles on her right shoulder being massaged, his fingers never stopping as they worked directly and around the muscles, relaxing them and alleviating the stresses of her daily life with his touch. His fingers worked their way up her back and onto her neck, caressing and moving the muscles one more time before his hands worked lotion onto her arms. He took each arm, one at a time, and worked the skin and muscles, up and down in a melody as the comfort and relaxation set into her limbs. With a soft kiss at the back of her neck, she heard him ask if she was ok. She slowly nodded her head up and down, and he asked her to turn around.
The bed moved as he got off of it and stepped back, so he could see the glimpse of heaven as she turned around and got comfortable on her back.
His eyes took in every bit of her, from the tautness of her nipples to the gentle slope of her stomach, down to her navel where just a small patch of closely trimmed hair remained, and then down her strong legs to the small tattoo residing on the top of her foot.
With lotion in hand, he once again began to massage her feet, working extra lotion on top of her tattoo and then working on her shins, running his knuckles up and down the sides of her shins on one leg and then over to the other. He worked his fingers back and forth between her legs, watching her legs spread further and further apart as his fingers got closer to her pussy, until he was done with her thighs. He used a single finger to trace the outline of her pussy before rubbing up and against her clit. He turned his hand around and pushed up against the underside of her clit, knowing that hers was hooded and direct pressure from the top didn't quite do it for her.
With his one hand occupied, he decided to try something new. He curled a single finger inside her, up against the inner wall of her pussy and up towards the top of her navel, just slightly off to her right side. Her eyes opened as her orgasm suddenly started. The muscles inside her pussy clenched and released and clenched again as her spasms continued for a few more seconds and then dissipated.
He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss as she said, "Thank you." His hands took more lotion and began to rub her stomach.
His hands worked their way up her chest and then caressed her breasts. He massaged the muscles in circles and then his fingers came to the center where he tweaked her nipples, the skin becoming taut and feeling so amazing in his hands. Using his hand palm down, he worked his hands in clock-wise circles on her nipples, once again working the muscles in her chest as he caressed her flesh. His fingers then went to the muscles just above her breasts and pressed there, getting the muscles that support the breasts and tie into the network of her shoulder muscles.
Then he worked on her neck, his fingers spreading a light coat of lotion as he worked the tendons there. He curled his fingers upwards and onto her face, slowly but diligently making sure that he hit the 48 pressure points. His fingers went back to her breasts and caressed and lightly tugged on her nipples again, getting them hard once more until he leaned over and took one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking and lightly nibbling on it.
He leaned his head up after slowly letting go of her nipple. He pulled her arm up and onto his lap so could massage the top part of her arms and set her hand down upon his cock, her fingers grasping it through his shorts and a big grin forming on her face. "I guess it did miss me" she said as he worked the lotion on her arm, every movement telegraphing down into her hold on his cock, adding further sensation to his pleasure from her touch. He took her hand off his cock and went to the other side of the bed, taking off his shirt and shorts before sitting on the bed and then once again, lifting and resting her hand on his cock as he finished the last part of the massage. Her thumb rubbed over the tip of this cock and worked the precum around as she started a light stroking motion with her hand. They were both looking into one another's eyes, and every stroke of her hand making their grins even bigger.
Once he was finished with massaging her arm, he took his right hand and placed it against her pussy, his index finger sliding inside her as his thumb rubbed at the underside of her clit and looked into her eyes. "It's now your choice" he told her as he slowly worked his finger in and out of her pussy while his thumb made circular motions again her clit. He knew she was fighting against wanton lust as he stimulated her, and while she had reasons to say no, the sensations were too much and she softly said "yes" before gripping his cock firmly and then closing her legs around his hand, trapping it there as she started to cum.
He kept up the pressure on her clit with his thumb as he worked his finger in and out of her while her legs kept his hand at her pussy, her body spasming and her breathing coming in quick gasps between the waves of pleasure that were flowing over her. He pulled his hand back from between her legs and licked his finger clean while her shaking subsided. Then getting up on the bed, he spread her legs apart and got closer, putting the head of his cock against the entrance to her pussy. He looked up at her and said, "If you want it, then put it inside you."
She grabbed his cock and pushed the tip inside her. She lifted her hips, sinking more of the cock inside her. He grabbed her hips and pulled her fully onto his cock in one deep thrust. Lifting her legs up over his elbows and grabbing her hips, he began to thrust in and out of her, slowly but steadily building speed as he pumped his cock in and out of her. Her fingers touched his chest and then played with his nipples, just the way she had done many times before, twisting and tugging slightly on them as his thrusts got faster and deeper into her. His grip on her hips got tighter as he felt her start to cum, her pussy clenching his cock every time he thrust into her, and that familiar feeling grew in his balls. He pounded deeper, harder and faster into her with his cock, all eight inches pumping in and out of her pussy until he felt an explosion in his balls. He roared out loud as spurt after spurt of cum filled her pussy. His body was slamming into her in overdrive as every last drop of cum was pushed into her body, her pussy squeezing him even tighter as her orgasm drained his cock.
He slumped down on top of her and started to kiss her, slowly, tenderly. His fingers brushed through her hair as his kisses covered her lips and neck. Their loins were still interlocked and her legs were wrapped around his back and his fingers were roaming her head and her chest.
Leaning his head down, he started to suck on her nipple and felt her hips move against his. Her fingers in his hair kept him there and he licked and nibbled each nipple in turn, alternating the style with which he sucked on them. He slightly rolled off of her and let one of his hands travel down to her clit and played with it as his cum started to leak out of her pussy. Taking her hand and placing it on his cock, he motioned for her to start stroking him, his cock getting firmer in her talented grasp as his fingers worked to make her cum again.
Her stroking did indeed bring his cock back to life and he pulled her on top of him, watching the joy in her eyes as she set herself down upon his cock. She lifted herself up before pushing down upon him again. His hands went to her hips and helped lift and pull her down onto him, his cock filling her with every thrust and her movements getting faster and faster as her breathing showed that she was getting close to another orgasm. She put her hands on his chest and pushed herself faster to move her pussy up and down upon his cock and just when she started to cum, he grabbed her hips and started to thrust up and down from beneath her, rapidly thrusting in and out of her, fucking her pussy hard and deep while her orgasm stayed on a continuous wave of pleasure. Faster and deeper he pushed into her as she hung over him, mouth open and shaking from the pleasure.
She was in bliss from the multiple orgasms. She felt him pull her to the side, put her on her stomach, and then lift her up a bit so that her ass was in the air. She was confused until she felt the head of his cock against her pussy, and then with a big grin she pushed back against him, his cock filling her deeper than before and his hands grabbed her hips. She loved how he fucked her in this position, almost as much as she enjoyed the power of riding him from on top. He was definitely the most talented and gifted lover she had ever been with, but she loved being ravaged from behind like this. Her mind wanted to drift to memories of other times he had taken her this way but the pleasure of his cock in her at the moment was all she wanted and she pushed back hard against him.
His hands slapping her asscheeks and this turned her on even more. She loved how savage he got when he fucked her from behind, bringing out even more of the animal in him, the animal that only she could make him become. His hands gripped her hips harder as he pumped in and out of her pussy, shaking the bed, working his cock deep inside her. She reached back and caressed her clit as she started to cum and the extra sensations made his cock grow even more, signaling his impending orgasm. She told him to cum in her, to fill her with his cum, and with a mighty thrust that pushed her hard against the pillows, she felt that familiar feeling of his jism spurting into her. He roared loudly, an animalistic growling causing one more orgasm from her well worked but happy pussy. Her orgasm continued until she felt him pull his spent cock from her well-fucked pussy.
He pulled her close, his body shaking from cumming so hard. The electrical feeling went all the way to his toes. His cock rested between her asscheeks as their breathing slowed down and his fingers started to play with her nipples once again. He gave her a long slow kiss and told her thanks, just like he always did after their little carnal interludes, and she knew that she had to leave the comfort and warmth of his embrace and go back to the responsibilities of her life. But for just those couple of hours, she was his once again and would make sure that they did this again soon ...
Copyright February 2006, Kurt Solo
Published with permission from author on OystersandChocolate.com. Copying or reprinting this work in part or in whole without permission is illegal.
Originally published February 2006 - "L'Amour"
