Laura gets fucked

Recovering from his blow job, John said, "That was fantastic. But I bet that pussy of yours is just dying for some attention. I can tell it's been neglected. Let me help you out."

"Mmm, just what I had in mind. Great minds think alike," was her reply. She dropped her robe and her thong in a mini-striptease, swinging the thong over her head when she was finished. Her modest breasts were topped with huge nipples, hard and jutting. Her ginger bush was neatly trimmed, and John could see that Laura was wet: drops of fluid glistened on her pussy curls.

He stood and took a step toward her and enveloped her in his arms. His lips pressed hard against hers as he kissed her passionately. Her lithe body melted into his, and her breasts mashed into his chest. Her nipples poked him, and his cock burrowed into her belly just above her mound. She started rubbing her body up and down, stimulating his stiffness in the process. Her tongue darted through his lips and snaked its way into his mouth. He made her take a step back by stepping forward until she was pinned against the office door. She got up on her tiptoes, and he bent his knees a little, and his cock slide through her slick pussy lips.

They both moaned from the genital to genital contact. She spread her legs apart and he thrust his engorged member hard into her cunt, slipping all the way inside of her body. Laura gasped, "Oh god, your cock feels good. I haven't had sex in six months, and I just need you to fuck me hard!"

John cupped her ass with his hands and supported her weight. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, locking her ankles together. His mouth found hers again, and his tongue plunged into her mouth and danced with hers. Then he began thrusting into her willing pussy, bumping her back against the door. She was pretty tight, a testament to her lack of fucking for so long, but her excitement lubricated her channel so he could slide in and out with ease. On his inward thrusts, she used her legs to help ram his cock into her. He got a good rhythm going, one he could maintain for a bit, but he really didn't need to. Her desire and the dangerous nature of their situation brought her quickly to the point where she groaned and her body shook from her climax.

Her pussy muscles began squeezing his cock rapidly, and he unleashed a fountain of spunk inside her cunt. He sped up his ravishment of her, which increased the intensity of her orgasm. He growled into her mouth and gently bit her tongue. They writhed together against the door for a minute before they stopped coming. Slowly, she unravelled herself from him, and his prick softened and slipped from her pussy. A small rivulet of his cum dribble down her thigh.

"Oh, that was just what I needed. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. But if we are going to keep this quiet from Taylor, I better get back to bed," she said with a satisfied grin.

"Yeah, you probably better. I hope we can do this again while you are here."

"You better count on it, John," Laura said as she picked up her thong and put her robe back on.

As she turned to leave, he grabbed her butt and squeezed hard.

After she left, he wiped his cock off on his boxers and crept back to bed. Taylor groaned a little in her sleep when he got into bed, and she rolled over and draped an arm around his body. John fell asleep in seconds and dreamed of fucking Laura, fucking his wife, and fucking Laura and his wife.