We'll see

"AH!"

I had zoned out on the couch as I waited for Zaina in the restroom, but I jumped up when I heard her yell. I tapped my hand against my thigh nervously as I heard her footsteps coming out to the living room.

She was smiling from ear to ear. "I'm not pregnant!"

"What?" I smiled back, wanting to hear it again.

"I'm not pregnant!" She squealed and ran toward me, jumping into my arms. I hugged her back, and we both laughed before eventually letting go.

"Oh god, I was so nervous" I finally confessed to her, chuckling.

"I know, I'm so relieved. It's like... exhilarating." I saw a mischievous look come across Zaina's face.

"Oh yeah?" I smirked back at her.

"Yeah. I scared you, huh?" I nodded in response. "Want me to make it up to you?" She asked, putting her hand on my chest. I nodded again, and bit my lip.

Zaina pushed me back sharply. As I fell onto the couch I could feel all my pent-up nervous energy start to leave my body. I looked up at her as she tied back her luscious, wavy black hair. "You know, it's not even because I'm mad at my cheating husband that I don't fuck him anymore." My professor told me. She got down on her knees between my legs. "It's because this cock made me lose interest in his tiny little dick." I laughed as she rubbed my cock through my pants. I started to grow as she leaned forward and kissed me through the fabric. I held her thick hair back.

After a minute, Zaina started undoing my belt, then my zipper. I lifted myself off the couch so she could pull my pants down. "There he is!" She licked her lips as my hard cock was exposed. She quickly took it in her mouth, and expertly slid it down her throat. After coating my entire cock in her saliva, Zaina starting stroking the base of my cock, twisting her hands back and forth, as she swallowed the rest of me, over and over. She looked up with her beautiful brown eyes, expecting my admiration, which she had. I threw my head back, and moaned loudly as this sexy, married, expert cocksucker serviced me.

She didn't let up for a minute, barely ever taking me out of her mouth to catch her breath. Her rhythm slowly sped up, until she was working my cock like I couldn't believe. I couldn't take it anymore. With all her experience with me, she sensed it, taking my whole cock down her throat, and gently massaging my balls. I held her down, feeling a primal urge to cum as far down her throat as I could. After a moment, I started shooting. I felt her try to gulp after each rope I shot, until I was done. I laid my head back again.

"Fuck." I let out a deep breath.

"Fuck." She agreed, laughing at what she had done to me. Then she stood up, and let her hair down again. "Pants on, let's go" she told me.

"Where?" I asked, coming out of my daze, and scooping my pants up off the floor.

"My place. But we're stopping for Chinese. You're going to need fuel."

I threw my pants on as quickly as I could. I knew what Zaina and I were capable of. This was going to be a great night.