Suck Another One

Anita arranged her long, wavy auburn hair so that it draped across her upper chest. Hopefully, it would hide the telltale cum stain on her green turtleneck sweater. Not that everyone out in the store did not know what she had been doing inside the private viewing booth. Still, she did not want to display a badge identifying her as a cocksucker of total strangers.

She knew her six-year-old daughter would not notice the spot, and she had plenty of time to change before her husband got home.

Anita was already standing up and was about to bend down to pick up her purse from the floor when she saw that the hole in the right wall now had a cock sticking through it. A nice, hard black one. Consulting her watch, she figured that if she did not linger over paying homage to that piece of dark meat, she could still make it to school in plenty of time.

So, using her foot to shove the leather covered ottoman over to the wall on her right, she once more took a seat and grabbed hold of an unknown cock. Despite her resolve to quickly suck off whoever it was standing on the other side of the wall, she nonetheless took a few seconds to examine it. Hefting it up to a higher angle, studying the veins running the length of the shaft, taking note of the tightly curled hairs covering the scrotum.

Then it was open mouth wide and go to it.

The married housewife of New Jersey bobbed her head rapidly back and forth while pumping on the shaft with both hands. Moving her fists that were wrapped around that erection up and down, she also made twisting motions with them. It was as if she was trying to physically **** the cum from those heavy balls.

As usual for her, Anita was sucking as hard as she could, trying to draw the cum out that way.

While performing this latest bout of fellatio, she could hear the moans her anonymous partner was making, with an occasional obscenity thrown in. It has been said that forbidden fruit is the sweetest, and Anita felt this act was certainly forbidden. What would her poor husband, so hard at work trying to make a living for her and their two children, think if he knew what she was doing right now?

Continuing her **** on that meaty member, trying to make it spurt, she mentally changed tonight’s menu. She would serve one of his favorites.

The moaning got even louder, which just egged Anita on. She wanted that sperm now! And she was determined to get it. Her hair was billowing in the air as she jerked her head back and forth. Her lips formed a tight seal around the cock she was mouthing. Repeatedly slipping them over the ridge of his glans.

**KNOCK** **KNOCK** **KNOCK**

The curtesy rap prepared her for that first thick glob that blasted from the end of the man’s cock. She quickly (and eagerly) gulped it down, figuring there would be more. A lot more. The guy was thrusting his hips, bucking wildly as he unloaded inside her mouth. Those two fists of hers that were pumping the erupting member prevented him from shoving himself all the way down her throat. And hence, avoided her **** in the middle of his orgasm.

It seemed to her that she was continuously swallowing as the deluge of man-juice flooded her mouth. The man on the other side grunted with each shot, but the grunts were coming farther and farther apart. The **** and volume of each volley lessened.

Finally, the climax ended and Anita slowed down her motions. Giving that cock she had just succeeded in draining one final stroke, she kissed the tip and sprung to her feet. When she scooped up her purse, Anita dabbed at the corners of her mouth, searching for any stray droplets of cum.

She would reapply her lipstick in the car.