Quiet Desperation

He quickly reached down and undid his shoes, letting himself completely out of his clothes. As they were both naked, and quite aroused, the next step was inevitable. He simply grabbed her thighs and pulled her legs around him, as he entered her pussy standing up.

Stacy began to heave and moan, sighing as she felt the sensation of his sizable dick inside her vagina. Paul pushed her up against the counter and lay her down on it, so that her torso was resting on the hard surface, and the rest of her was entangled with him. This prevented her from falling, as he continued to penetrate her sex with his own. Stacy was in the early stages of her climax, as the delights of Paul's cock were affecting her intensely.

"Oh, Paul, honey, you're filling up my pussy so well! I hope that this isn't a one-time thing, big fella! Just keep fucking me, oh, God, that's so fucking great! Yes, more of that! Deeper inside me, please, with that wonderful cock of yours! You're both long and thick, and I just love it!"

"Thanks, Stacy! Wow! You're quite good at this yourself, you know! That willing pussy of yours is really tightening around my dick, getting it closer to cumming inside you! Oh, God, maybe I should withdraw in a little bit, in case you get pregnant!"

"Please don't withdraw, Paul! Cum inside me, Paul! Empty your balls into my cunt, I beg you!"

"You're not ovulating, are you- oh, fuck, it's hard to think about that too much with your warm sex around my penis!"

"Am I that good, Paul?"

"You're simply incredible- I mean it!"

"As good as your wife?"

"Better! You're actually trying to get tighter for my cock, while she just takes it!"

"Then you'll fuck me often? Keep me as a girlfriend? I promise, I won't say a thing about this to your wife, just please keep me!"

"You want to be a married man's girlfriend- the other woman?"

"Yes, as long as I'm your 'other woman'! After all, we're both the other woman, as opposed to each other. I'll be your lover, if you let me, please!"

"My mistress, eh? Oh, Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, I'm really going to stew in Purgatory for a long time for this, but I don't give a damn!"

"So you'll keep me, right?"

"Yes! Fucking A, yes! You're my mistress, Stacy, I promise you that, but I can't divorce Michelle, because I'm a Catholic."

"That's okay, because I just want your body and your love! I'm in love with you, Paul!"

"In love, already? Do you always fall in love with men that you fuck?"

"No, but I have 3 times. The first was my high school boyfriend, then my last boyfriend, and now, you!"

"I'll have to live a double life, but I love this too much to give it up! Oh, fuck me, I'm gonna cum now!"

As he said those words, Paul ejaculated, shooting a massive load of stored-up sperm into Stacy (it had been 5 days since he and Michelle last had sex). That in turn forced Stacy to orgasm herself, letting out a shriek that almost sounded like something out of Dante's Inferno. She didn't let Paul out of her yet, however, keeping her legs and thighs around him, and holding onto his arms, as she thrust forward against him, pulling him further inside her cunt.

"Oh, Paul, I want more today, please- just keep fucking me! Oh, I want more of you, and I don't care what it takes to get it!"

"Oh, Stacy, baby, I'll keep screwing you, 'cause you're just too damned good! How you did get so horny!"

"I have trouble dating, being a Mom and all. Lots of guys don't give me a chance! Oh, fuck yes, oh my God! You're really pounding me again, aren't you?"

"Yes, honey, I am going to keep fucking you, my sexy new girlfriend!"

Paul's cock complied with his intentions, hammering away at Stacy's sex with a rising enthusiasm. She was acting like she couldn't believe the extent of the pleasure that she felt, because it was just too great. She really pushed back against him as he slammed into her pussy, no longer attempting to be gentle. That's not to say that she wanted him to be mild about it, either. She was gladly taking it, excitedly accepting his dong into her twat.

For missionary-style sex, it was on the wilder side of it for sure, as witnessed by the sweat pouring their faces. She was still holding onto his body, pressing against him and helping move his dick into her cunt whenever it returned to her womanhood. He gave her a few more thrusts, and then he shot off his 2nd load of the night, inseminating her again. This time, however, his release had been so effective that it expelled all of the contents of his sack. He was empty and limp, and waited only for her climax, once again, to evacuate her womanhood.

Stacy wailed out her 2nd and last orgasm of the night, screaming out her ecstasy at the top of her lungs. Paul then eased his way out of her cunt, massaged her sore sex as well as his own for a bit, and then stood and started getting dressed.

Stacy didn't bother to put her clothes back on, yet, and she let Paul walk out of her apartment with the last image of her being her nude, apparently pleased body. She was even more ravishing, now that he knew what was she like, and he knew for certain that he would be back, to take good care of his 'other woman' when they both felt the need for that.

Paul didn't breathe a bit of this truth to Michelle, because he knew that she'd be furious. He just chose to be discreet, and let his wife think what she wanted, because she was wrong. He knew that way, more than ever. He would keep both women, and they would both get to use his cock, but his love now went to Stacy more than Michelle, and she would be the main person he screamed about, whenever he fucked his wife.

"Most men lead lives of quiet desperation." Henry David Thoreau