She gives in and fucks him

Ben's voice was low and husky as he whispered, "You want to suck my cock, don't you?" His words hung in the air, charged with anticipation. Leslie’s heart raced as she met his gaze, her cheeks flushing with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She nodded, her lips parting slightly as she knelt down, her hands trembling as they wrapped around his shaft. The warmth of his skin against her palms sent a shiver down her spine. As her mouth closed around him, Ben's eyes fluttered shut, a groan escaping his lips. Leslie’s thoughts swirled, the forbidden nature of their encounter heightening her arousal.

As Leslie's lips wrapped around Ben's cock, her nervousness was palpable. This was only the second time she had been with another cock other than her husband's, and the novelty was both thrilling and intimidating. Ben's shaft was slightly shorter than Craig's, but its thickness and the way it pulsed in her mouth made her feel a mix of excitement and anxiety. She couldn't help but compare the two men, the differences in texture, size, and the way Ben's cock seemed to respond to her every movement. Her mind raced with thoughts of how Craig would react if he knew, but the forbidden nature of the act only heightened her arousal.

Leslie’s mouth moved hungrily over Ben’s cock, each stroke fueling her own desire. The way he groaned with pleasure only made her more eager, her lips wrapping tighter around his shaft. She felt a thrill at being called a dirty slut, the label igniting a fire within her. The taboo of cheating, the excitement of being with someone new, all mixed together in a potent cocktail that drove her to take him deeper, her movements becoming more frantic. Ben’s hands tangled in her hair, guiding her rhythm, his breath coming in sharp gasps.

Leslie's lips slid further down Ben's shaft, she felt a surge of power and desire. Her hand cupped his balls, the weight of them fitting perfectly in her palm. She squeezed gently, feeling the tender flesh yield to her pressure. Ben's groan was deeper now, his hips twitching slightly as her touch sent waves of pleasure through him. The act of deep throating him, of taking him so fully, was both exhilarating and intimidating. Leslie's mind raced with the thrill of it all, the forbidden nature of their encounter only adding to her arousal. Leslie pulled off his cock, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she gazed up at Ben with a mixture of desire and mischief. She cupped her large breasts together, the soft flesh spilling over her hands as she created a warm, inviting valley. Ben's eyes widened, his pupils dilating with lust as he grasped the unspoken invitation. He stepped closer, his cock twitching with anticipation, and nestled himself between her breasts. The heat of her skin enveloped him, and he groaned as she tightened her grip, her hands pressing firmly against his flesh.

As Ben's cock popped out from the valley of Leslie's breasts, glistening with the warmth of her skin, she leaned forward, her lips parting eagerly. She wrapped them around the head of his shaft, her tongue swirling in circles, tracing the ridges and veins. The salty tang of pre-cum hit her taste buds, fueling her desire. Ben's hands tightened in her hair, his hips thrusting slightly, urging her to take more. Leslie's cheeks hollowed as she sucked, the suction creating a delicious pressure that made Ben groan. His cock pulsed in her mouth, and she could feel the tension building in him, the promise of release hanging in the air.

Ben abruptly pulled his cock from the warm embrace of Leslie's breasts, his chest heaving as he gazed down at her with a fierce intensity. "I want you to ride my cock, you slut," he growled, his voice low and commanding, sending a shiver down her spine. Leslie's eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and obedience as she nodded, her breath still ragged from the previous act. She rose to her feet, her legs trembling slightly as she positioned herself over him. With one hand, Ben guided his cock to her entrance, the tip brushing against her wet lips, teasing her. Leslie slowly lowered herself onto Ben's cock, the anticipation building with each inch. Her fat pussy lips spread wide as they engulfed his shaft, the warmth and tightness wrapping around him like a glove. The thought of having a different cock inside her, one that wasn't her husband's, sent a thrill through her. She could feel every vein and ridge as she descended, her juices dripping onto him, coating his length. Ben's hands gripped her hips, pulling her down harder, his breath hitching as her full weight settled onto him.

Ben's eyes gleamed with primal intensity as he watched Leslie's ample breasts sway rhythmically with each bounce. His palm met her plush, rounded ass with a resounding smack, the sharp crack echoing through the room. "Ride my cock, you hungry slut," he growled, his voice low and commanding, fueling the fire of their forbidden passion. Leslie's cheeks flushed, a mix of pain and pleasure coursing through her as she quickened her pace. Her juices dripped steadily onto him, coating his shaft as she took him deeper with each thrust. The slap on her ass sent a jolt of excitement through her, her nipples hardening as her breasts jiggled with the motion.

Leslie's body began to tremble as she rode Ben with increasing fervor, her juices dripping down his shaft in thick, glistening strands. Her breasts bounced wildly, and her breath came in sharp, erratic gasps as she felt the familiar build-up of an orgasm. Ben's hands tightened on her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he urged her on, his own groans mingling with her cries of pleasure. As the climax hit her, Leslie threw her head back, a guttural moan tearing from her throat. Her pussy clenched around Ben's cock, the spasms milking him greedily, but he held firm, his jaw clenched in determination.

As Leslie collapsed onto Ben's chest, her breath came in ragged gasps, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. Ben's chest heaved beneath her, his heart pounding in sync with hers. He wrapped one arm tightly around her, holding her close as he whispered harshly in her ear, "That's it, my slut, you came on my cock, but I'm not done with you yet." His voice was low and commanding, sending a shiver down her spine despite her exhaustion. Leslie's legs were still wrapped around him, her pussy still clenching around his shaft, milking every last drop of pleasure from him. But Ben wasn't finished. With a strength that belied his earlier exertion, he lifted her off his cock, the wet slap of their separation echoing through the room. He turned her over onto her hands and knees, her breasts swaying heavily as she braced herself on the desk. Ben's hands gripped her hips, pulling her back onto his cock with a **** that made her gasp. He fucked her hard, each thrust slamming into her, the sound of flesh meeting flesh filling the air. Leslie's cries of pleasure mingled with the raw, animalistic grunts from Ben as he drove into her, his climax building with each relentless stroke. The room was a blur of passion and desire, the forbidden affair reaching its peak as they both chased the next orgasm, their bodies moving in perfect, savage harmony.