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I couldn’t believe myself!But, my heart was pounding loudly in my chest as I surrendered myself to this stranger in a dank, dirty alley and a lustful almost maniacal smile spread across my lips. I felt it start and begin to spread from within my belly as this strangers cock shoved roughly up into my soaking slit. A moan slipped from my lips, getting louder as the first hint of my orgasm grew and grew. The rough brick rubbed against my back, my thin dress barely registering as this ‘man with no name’ drove faster up inside me.His hand shot up clamping over my mouth as my groans grew and echoed down the alley towards the front of the club where we had just met barely twenty minutes earlier. His own moan escaped from him as my pussy shrunk and clenched tightly around his invading manhood and if it hadn’t had been for his hand I knew he at least would have heard the giggle mix with my moan as I thought about my disappointment when I had been on my knees moments before and had unveiled his cock.Size doesn’t always matter I thought; he’d been so happy when I had taken all of his meagre five inches (if I was generous) and slim shaft into my mouth. Even as I closed my eyes and the pulsing warmth of my orgasm quickly approached I remembered his comment, “Damn girl, I love being deep throated!”; my own sarcastic thoughts had been simply that was a talent I had never mastered and still wasn’t doing this night. A nervous, almost uncontrollable laughter was spreading through my mind but then the pure, animalistic, irresistible need for pleasure won.I screamed against his hand and felt my cervix dip down within me even though there was no chance he would feel the sensation within me. Stars exploded behind my eyelid and my hands turned into claws as I gripped the shoulders of his leather jacket and ground my squirting quim hard down against his hips.****I half-walked, half-danced through the throng on the dance floor heading to the corner of the club where I had last seen my best friend Chloe. Equal parts of satisfaction, shame, lust and guilt vied for superiority within my head as I wondered at what I had just done. What I had done, wilfully, greedily after seven years of faithful marriage. It had possibly been the best fuck and one of the most intense orgasms of my life and had absolutely nothing to do with the abilities of the man involved, let alone the size of his equipment.A nervous smile etched itself on my mouth as I felt my pussy, hot and soaking and tingling behind my soaked underwear clench and squeeze out a little more of my own juices and whatever the stranger had deposited within. The smile remained as I slid behind the high table where Chloe, I and our two friends had been drinking. For a moment I lifted the half-full glass of Pernod and lemonade I had been drinking before placing it back down as the last sensible part of my brain suggested that there was a chance it had been tampered with.I shook my head and laughed unheard beneath the heavy beat of the bass speakers a dozen yards away. “Maybe you were already spiked?” I accused the glass “maybe you’re to blame!” I lifted the glass and downed the remainder of the drink knowing that whatever had happened was entirely down to my own desire and needs and that all that had happened was that the stranger had been in the right place at the right time.I looked up and saw Chloe, Marie almanbahis şikayet and Ness dancing over to the left, three or four predators circling them; I could imagine David Attenborough’s narration as he described the wolves looking for the weak one in the pack or trying to separate one from the group. Still the smile played on my lips as it seemed on this night I was the spoils of the hunt and I had been caught coming back from the toilets… the water closet rather than the watering hole.Guilt and shame reared their heads as I rolled my shoulders aware that there were scratches upon my back from the brick wall I had been fucked against and that my bare knees were possibly dirty from kneeling in the alley as I had sucked greedily on the man’s below-average cock, possibly with the hope that I could indeed increase its length and girth. Still a smile played about my lips as I admitted to myself it was the ‘forbidden fruit’ itself that had made me ‘cum’ so hard. Once again I felt my heart pound within my chest as I knew that sooner or later I would again cheat on my husband.Jack; a wonderful, caring husband, a good father… an above average lover with an above average cock; most women’s dream! Even after two children and a vagina that had suffered in the process of childbirth, Jack’s cock had enough girth on it and almost eight inches in length that when he drove it inside me I got that wonderful feeling of ‘fullness’! I nibbled on my bottom lip as I thanked the God’s I didn’t believe in (even if I had sworn by them in a church seven years previously) that my husband’s tongue and mouth and enthusiasm when he buried his head between my thighs was the best I’d ever had.Still. In spite of it all, the fuck I’d just experienced, and there was no other word for it; this taboo was my crack cocaine. Maybe it wouldn’t be next week, or next month, or even this year; but I knew in my heart that I would cheat on my man again. And again!I looked up and my eyes found Chloe’s as she span about and grinned at me, beckoning me back onto the dance floor. I knew for an instant that my guilt was written all over my face and I saw the puzzlement in her eyes before I put on a poker-face and smiled apologetically and rubbed my stomach. She held the briefest of questions in her steel blue eyes before nodding and returning her attention to teasing the tall Latino to her right while keeping out of reach of his curious hands.Chloe! Divorced, no kids, my best friend; a gorgeous 32 year old who had no reason to hold back and was the complete symbol of my guilt as the strobe lights flashed across her tight yellow, mid-thigh dress. Chloe, my husband’s sister!****“Allie… Allie?”I struggled to open my eyes, for a few moments I was lost; even alien within my body, sharp lines of sensitivity etched on my shoulder blades and a deep, pervasive heat within my belly. A voice called me from the distance, insistent and caring all at once.“Allie” Chloe repeated, “Your stop girl… damn you’ve been a lightweight tonight!”I forced open my eyes and realised I was sat in the back of Chloe’s car with my friend twisted in her seat looking back at me grinning. I grunted in response and offered a weak smile before looking out the side window to see my home up the short driveway. My home where my loving husband and two children were; I glanced across to our bedroom almanbahis canlı casino and could see a faint light seeping around the heavy drapes and knew that Jack had left my bedside light on for me.I chewed on my bottom lip as the full realisation of my actions and the evidence that was undoubtedly apparent about my person rose in my mind. “No, I’m just fine girl, just needed a power nap was all!” I answered Chloe as the heat within my belly receded and was replaced with a guilty nausea.“Well, it’s three in the A.M. and your chauffeur has delivered you back to the warm embrace of your family… my last and final stop, out you get girl!” she replied still grinning.Jack would be sleeping, but I knew it would be a light sleep and that he would probably wake as soon as I entered the bedroom if not when he heard my key in the lock. I thought about my feelings earlier in the evening before my moral lapse, feelings about the end of the night when I’d slip into bed and my husband would wrap his arms about me and often as not I would feel his cock, swollen and then rapidly swelling against my ass as he would bury his head into my hair. These monthly outings with his sister were often marked with a warm wet feeling between my thighs throughout the night in expectation of my return home.“Oh come on, Chloe… Miss designated driver… you sure you don’t fancy some alcohol?” I asked turning back to face her. The puzzled expression I had seen earlier flashed across her brow, “Seriously, I’m buzzing again, let’s head to yours and crack a bottle of wine?”“Really, you sure?” she asked, her eyes glancing to my house and along the front to my bedroom in particular, “Won’t Jack be worried… waiting like?”“Waiting? Nah, he’s snoring like a foghorn by now… come on girl, Tequila; you know that’s a bad idea!” I replied raising a mischievous eyebrow.“Tequila?” she echoed turning back to face me, “Shit girl… you know that’s such a BAD idea!”“On James and don’t spare the horses” I ordered as she turned back to the steering wheel catching a wicked glint in her eyes as she caught mine in the rear view mirror. I looked at my bedroom window and my pussy ached a little in disappointment as Jack’s cock sailed past as we headed the mile and a half to Chloe’s flat down at the marina.****After dropping my coat over the back of the couch I dropped down into it and looked out through the sliding doors of the balcony at the city lights across the marina. I texted Jack to let him know where I was and that it was unlikely that I would be home tonight as I wondered where the stranger was who had fucked me an hour or so earlier was and if he now resided somewhere within the field of my vision. I squirmed a little on the seat as my senses concentrated on my stained and soaked lace panties adhered to my mound.“Penny for your thoughts?” asked Chloe as she returned from the kitchen carrying a bottle of Jose Cuervo, a pair of shot glasses, a knife and chopping board as well as a whole lemon and a salt cellar.I grinned and for a moment as I imagined telling her I was thinking about some unknown man’s semen seeping from my pussy. “A lemon?” I asked instead.“Needs must, fresh outta limes!” she smiled back as she pulled up an armchair and sat down across the coffee table from me. I drew my eyes from the view as she shifted forward to the edge of her seat, hitching almanbahis casino up the hem of her dress and spreading her legs in order to lean forward closer to the table and began slicing the table.I laughed quietly as Chloe’s stance reminded me of the way most men sit, my eyes even dropped between her thighs to check for a bulge that I knew wasn’t there and saw the yellow triangle of her thong. “What now?” she asked without looking up.I moved to the edge of the couch, making sure to keep my thighs tightly closed, utterly aware of the shortness of my dress and the state of my own underwear. “Well, pilgrim, you sit there like the Duke himself!” I replied with a poor imitation of John Wayne’s drawl.Chloe looked down at her splayed legs and then up at me as I cracked the bottle of Tequila and poured out two shots; “I guess I do, little lady, but needs must after all.”After two shots each Chloe rose and headed to the small kitchen to return with a four more shot glasses; the two of us shook our heads at each other at this further ‘bad’ idea but proceeded to line up the glasses, slices of lemon and tiny piles of salt on the table between us.The two of us held up our first glasses and looked towards each other; “To bad ideas!” we said simultaneously and proceeded to knock back the shots. Both of us fell back laughing as we finished our third shots, salt and lemon. Slowly my laughter subsided and I was vaguely aware that Chloe was already silent; totally silent some part of my brain told me and the paranoia within me quickly caused my own merriment to subside.I opened my eyes and drew my them down from the ceiling above to see my best friend with an expression on her face I struggled to decipher although I had no doubt exactly where her eyes were focused. My legs quivered as I realised they had spread apart as I collapsed back on the couch and with the shortness of my dress I knew that my panties were completely exposed. Stains and all!“Was it good?” she simply asked.“I… I…err…” I stammered in reply.I watched as it took some effort on Chloe’s part to drag her eyes up to meet mine. “Allie; I was already pretty sure what you were up to earlier,” she stated tilting her head to one side and letting her eyes slowly drop back down my sprawled form; “You were gone far too long in the club, I was almost about to organise search parties. When you returned you had that look of the cat that had got the Dairy Plant let alone the cream. For fucks sake you could have done a far better job of cleaning your knees although only when we arrived back here did I see the tear to the back of your dress.”I dropped my eyes to my lap and guiltily closed my thighs together, my hands gripping the hem of my dress and stretching it down far beyond its fundamental design. I struggled to take in air as I felt my cheeks burn with a complete blush of guilt; possibly aided by the rapid consumption of Tequila. “I’m sorry” I whispered.“Not sure why you’re sorry… the real giveaway of course before I saw the state of your panties was you not going home to fuck Jack brains out as you normally do!” she replied as a matter of fact.My eyes shot up to stare at Chloe’s face, her gaze still focused on the hem of my dress as she nibbled at her lip; “I… wh… what do you mean?”“Oh come on girl, we’re all aware of ‘Miss-Gagging-For-It’ every month; last year we ran a book on how long it would take you to herd the four of us into the car when we took to stalling!” Chloe laughed loudly and flopped back into her armchair; her eyes now focused on mine and quite deliberately lifted up one bare foot placing it on the edge of the coffee table.

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