Almost Lovers

They were almost lovers, divorced and separated from spouses that had for too long neglected their needs. Obsessed with each other, they had counted the months, weeks and days till they were together. Emails, chats and finally masturbating for each other on Skype had just fuelled their need till it had become unbearable to be apart.

The moment they walked in the door, his hand was under her skirt, inside her panties, desperately reaching for the pussy he so longed for and knew would already be wet. He wasn’t disappointed, as his fingers stroked her lips apart, they slid into a lake of silky wetness. As he stroked her pussy,  she tore off her top and loosened her bra, pushing her breasts forward, for him to caress, a feeling she had fantisised about for so long. He bent and sucked each one, savouring the feeling of their hardness in his mouth as she pushed forward hard against his rubbing fingers between her legs.

“Oh fuck!, take me” she moaned, hiking up her skirt and pushing down her panties.

Reluctantly, he let her go, to strip himself and release his hard throbbing cock from its material prison. In seconds they were both naked with her backed against the wall. He knelt before her and she opened her legs wide, pushing her hips forward, wanting his mouth where she needed it so much. His face buried  between her legs, she reached down and spread herself for him, baring the clit and drenched opening  where she ached to be touched so much. He lapped at her like a man possessed, licking furiously, drinking every drop of her, rubbing his face in her, smearing her wetness all over him. He needed to wear her, smell her on him while he was fucking her.

“Oh God” she moaned, as his tongue stroked her clit, her whole body shuddering.

“Fuuuuckkkkk” she cried, cumming hard as he licked at her opening, her hips pushed forward, legs jerking and her back pressed hard against the wall. Rising to his feet, he stood before her, pushing two fingers into her as she came, knowing she needed to feel something hard in her clenching pussy. Pulling them out, he smeared her wetness over his rigid cock,  raised one of her legs and pressed against her.

She felt the head of his cock find its mark and stretch her open as he pushed into her, the hard shaft rubbing against her lips. God he felt big as he filled her, her excitement growing by the second..

“Oh yes, fuck me” she panted, clinging to him, her arms round his neck as he held her leg up and thrust

against her, driving his cock as deep as could, faster and faster, his need to cum overwhelming. He felt her cum again sending him over the edge and with a loud groan, he thrust hard inside her, his cock squirting deep in her body.

Spent, they leant against the wall together, face to face, chest to chest, hips to hips, both breathing heavily. She could smell herself on his face and it excited her. Now she knew what his need to wear the smell of her on him was all about.