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What was I going to do now? I had, after all these years, finally made love to a man - and I was married. Funny, I also don't find men particularly attractive, but the feeling of submission to the masculine sex and the desire to have a real cock in me was always overwhelming. Now, I had did it. I was screwed by my neighbor and I loved it!
Burt and I spoke more often and I looked for reasons to be outside and have a chance encounter with him. We didn't talk much about, but wink at each other and non-verbally flirt a little. After a couple of weeks since we made love, my wife had to travel on business for a full week. I informed Burt a couple fo days before she had to leave and just see what happens. He didn't say a thing.
The day my wife left on a Friday, Burt came over and asked if I was busy this weekend. I wasn't and eagerly said as much. He then said, "come over at mid-night tonight, but dress en femme." I objected and asked if I could dress at his house, but he said "No. It is mid-night, no one will see."
I went home and started to prepare. I shaved and waxed and took extra care to ensure I have a nice Brazilian Triangle. I put on make up with a darker foundation, blush, eye pink eye-shadow, mascara, and pink lipstick. I put on my brunette wig. I put on my thigh-highs with 3 inch floral lace, black-laced panties, and a garter. Lastly came a black laced bra with small breast forms.
Then, being limited in my stash of clothes, I just put on some form fitting jeans, a black blouse, and some 3 inch open toe heels. Lastly, some of my wife's perfume, angel from Victoria's Secret and I had a glass of wine. I had a couple of hours to go and thought another glass of wine might help. By mid-night, I was quite buzzed. I opened my door, saw no one out and no house lights on in the block and with a purse in hand, a tote bag to change into in the morning, and I ran to his house.
I rang the door bell. Burt answered. He was an average guy, but after our encounter, I found him handsome. I couldn't explain it, I didn't find men attractive, but I wanted nothing more than to look at him and have him bed with me again. He asked me in and I entered. There were candles lit everywhere and more wine. He handed me some followers, kissed me and led me to his sofa. I was shaking, for I knew I was his girl. We small talked but avoided any talk about my wife or his girlfriend. It just seemed wrong, well, it is wrong, but we seemed compelled.
I couldn't take it anymore and I leaned in and kissed him. He grabbed me by the waist, pulled me closer. My hands slipped under his arms, and moved up to his shoulders. We French kissed long and hard. Breaking for air, I spontaneously spoke, "I need your cum in my mouth." I reached down, pulled his cock out and started jacking his shaft off. Then, I got between his legs and started sucking and jacking vigorously.
He moaned and grabbed my head. Without warning, he shot a huge load in my mouth of cum in my mouth. I tried to swallow all of it but a lot of it leaked out of my mouth and down my chin.
I went to the bathroom, fixed myself up and came back in the living room. He then kissed me again and took my handed and led me to the bedroom. Once in there, he turned me around, pushed me up against the wall. He un-button my jeans and whispered in my ear, "Are you wet and ready?" I answered "No." In all my excitement, I forgot to wet myself (too much wine). "Good," Burt said, "Then I'll maybe get some blood on my dick and you can feel like virgin." He pulled down my pants and I stepped put of them. He thrust me harder against the wall, grabbed my hips, and in pressed his cock against my boy-pussie. In one hard thrust, he entered me. It hurt and I screamed, "NO it hurts."
He slapped my ass, "take it whore!" I had tears in my eyes but I couldn't help pushing back into him. He touched me all over, kissing my next, and thrusting in me. Pain slowly turned into pleasure and I yelled, "Fuck me, I'm you cunt, bitch, and whore!" We moaned and grunted. My cock-clitty strained in my panties and then slowly came. He noticed my little orgasm, reached in my panties, grabbed some cum and stuck his fingers in my mouth and I licked my cum up. This sent him over and he came in my ass over and over again. I could feel some of it run out and he told me, "Hold it in." He plopped out and I held my butt cheeks together. Burt came back with a cup and said, "squat, open your cunt up and cum in this cup."
I did and felt cum run out of my ass. He then stood up, turned me around, gave me a kiss and then said, "Drink baby." I drank the cum, swallowed, and we both sat on his bed. "That was incredible," Burt said has he held me. I put my head on his shoulder and held his arms. Soon, we lie on the bed and fell asleep.
I was a dirty whore and loved every minute of it.
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