Mike and Janelle separated in June, 2020. The strain of the COVID lockdown had exacerbated their marital issues and they decided to split up. Janelle filed for divorce and they split custody of their teenage kids. Mike stayed in the house and Janelle rented a condo a few miles away but she withdrew from her friends in the neighborhood and I never saw or spoke with her after she moved.
Mike hid from view when it first happened but after a few months he came out of hiding and started to socialize with people in the neighborhood. My husband Jeremy and I had a small get-together for labor day and Mike came alone since the boys were with Janelle. I could feel that the chemistry between us was amped up and some of the banter between us went beyond our usual playful flirting.
It was after midnight and the party was winding down. Jeremy had made an Irish exit an hour earlier and Mike and I were alone on the patio while our neighbor Jenny packed her dishes and cleaned a bit in the kitchen.
"Okay hun," Jenny said as she walked down from the deck. She was a cute, bubbly woman and a good, close friend. Her smile widened when she saw that she and Mike were the only two left and the twinkle in her eye made me wonder what she was thinking. She stood over me and nodded. "I'm exhausted and I have a busy day tomorrow."
I rose to my feet and we hugged, disregarding covid protocol since we both rarely left our houses. "I love you, thanks for helping clean."
"I love you too," Jenny smiled. She hugged Mike and then left through the gate in our privacy fence, leaving Mike and I alone in my dimly lit back yard.
The sexual tension was as thick as molasses and my pulse quickened as I looked up at him. We had been alone many times over the years but the energy that night was different and he moved closer. I could smell his natural musk and my head started to spin. I'd had several glasses of wine and a few margaritas earlier in the evening. My inhibitions were low and I looked up into his warm, dark eyes like a love struck puppy.
A shiver ran down my spine and his hands moved to my wide hips. Mike pulled me into him and my neck crane back to keep eye contact as I wrapped my arms around his trim waist. I couldn't remember ever wanting a man other than my husband that much and my heart was pounding wildly in my chest.
Mike bent lower and he kissed me tenderly in the pale moonlight. It was both romantic and taboo and I felt my sex grow moist as our lips parted and our tongues entwined. I hadn't kissed a man like that besides Jeremy in twenty years and it took my breath away.
Mike's big hands moved to my plump round ass and he pulled me tight. I could feel his hardness against my belly and my mind was reeling. I'd never cheated on a man in my life. That wasn't who I was but my lowered inhibitions and the strong sexual attraction I felt for him was a dangerous combination.
Our kiss deepened and my hands moved up his strong, muscular back and then down to his perfectly sculpted butt. I'd long admired his fantastic ass and I kneaded it like two mounds of dough as our bodied moved together in perfect harmony.
His hips moved subtly, grinding his manhood against me. He felt big and I moaned into his mouth like a wanton whore. My resistance had disappeared and when his hands moved inside my shorts and grabbed my bare ass I shuddered with desire.
I slipped my hands under his shirt feeling the warmth of his smooth, chocolate flesh under my fingertips. We continued to kiss and my body grew warm and flushed. My pussy was soaking wet and I ached to feel him inside me. I eased my hips back and my hands moved to the button and zipper of his shorts. It felt surreal, almost like an out of body experience, as I pushed down his shorts and freed his big black dick.
Mike followed my lead and pushed my elastic waistband shorts and my bikini panties down my thick thighs. He pushed his hand against my pussy and rubbed around my needy clit making me moan into his hot mouth. He pinched my hood between two fingers and I spread my legs wider as his digits entered my dripping pussy. I felt detached from reality and consumed by the moment. My legs were shaking and my heart was racing. Waves of pleasure spiraled outward from my throbbing sex and my climax built quickly. I grabbed at his back to steady myself and gritted my teeth to keep quiet as I came hard on his fingers. It was one of the most powerful orgasms of my life and my breasts heaved as I gasped quietly to catch my breath.
My head was spinning and I instinctively sank to my knees. I had rarely initiated a blowjob with my husband in recent years. Sucking a dick had never been one of my favorite things to do but for reasons I could not explain I wanted to taste him.
I held his big back dick with both hands and looked at it with wide, awestruck eyes. The legend of BBC was one I'd joked about but never gave much credence to. Mike's cock was quite literally perfect, though truth be told I wondered if it would fit in my small, tight pussy. Jeremy had a pretty but average sized dick and Mike's was about two inches longer but his girth scared me.
I brought him to my surprisingly lips. A drop of clear precum oozed from the circumcised tip and I licked it off, tasting the saltiness of his juices before I took his hard cock into my married mouth. He tasted and smelled decidedly different than my husband and my bodies response to him was visceral. My mouth watered and I breathed deep through my nose drawing his scent into my lungs. My eyes closed and I savored his essence as my lips slid down his shaft until the head touched the back of my throat. I felt consumed with desire and I looked up into his eyes as my head began to bob. I could only fit about half of his length into my mouth and his girth stretched my jaw to its limit but I loved everything about it.
Mike ran his hands through my thick, auburn hair and guided my pace. He, at times, pushed me deeper than I expected and held me down for a few long moments. It was a dominant act and I liked it a lot. He was very different than my husband. He had more confidence and knew what he wanted. He held my head steady and jogged his hips fore and aft, fucking my face as saliva spilled from my open mouth and dripped from my chin.
My jaw tired and began to ache. I let his big, delicious dick slip from my mouth and I gazed longingly at him as a wicked smile spread across my lips.
"I need you inside me," I whispered wantonly. I had a huge pit in my belly and he nodded knowingly. He led me to the chaise in the corner of the patio and I laid down with my legs spread widd.
"You're very wet," he grinned as he rubbed the tip of his unprotected cock across the swollen lips of my fertile pussy.
"I'm drenched," I giggled quietly, "but go slow, you are much bigger than I am used to."
Mike nodded and eased the tip inside my ravenous pussy. His girth took my breath away and I moaned softly as he fed more cock into me than I'd ever had before. I winced when he touched bottom and sighed as he backed slowly out until just the head was inside me. The pain was intense but bearable and I queefed as he sank back into my frothy depths.
"Fuck that's big," I gasped quietly and Mike smiled wickedly. He knew what he had and exactly how to use it. He lifted his shirt over his head and I looked at his gorgeous body as he began to fuck me with long, fluid strokes. Each thrust stroked my gspot and my breathing began to labor. Jeremy hadn't made me cum from just intercourse since I'd known him and I'd resigned myself to the fact that I was not wired for a vaginal orgasm but each powerful thrust of Mike's magnificent dick brought me closer to nirvana.
"Don't stop," I pleaded softly as my legs began to quiver and quake. The tightness in my belly that I'd experienced so often when Jeremy went down on me got stronger and stronger. My toes curled and I grabbed at the cushion under me as the intense tension inside me let go and I came hard, soaking his cock as I silently writhed beneath him. I wanted to scream to the heavens.
"Holy fuck," I gasped as I basked in the euphoria of my orgasm. It was the most intense climax of my life and Mike wasn't done. He flipped me onto my belly and entered me from behind. Though I loved doggy style I'd sometimes struggled with my husband's smaller dick but amazingly Mike's seemed to be a perfect fit and I came several more times as he fucked me hard and fast.
"I'm almost ready," he warned as I straddled him with his cock deep inside me. My legs were beginning to tire and burn but I clenched my pussy muscles and rode him hard.
"Cum for me," I whispered softly. I leaned forward and kissed him hard as I rocked fore and aft on top of him. I felt his back arch and his cock grew bigger and harder as cum surged through his shaft. His potent seed erupted in my fertile womb and I held his face and kissed his lips until I had milked every drop from his balls.
He is truly a magnificent man and my feelings run much deeper than just sex. I do love my husband but Mike satisfies me in ways Jeremy never has and I have no intention of giving that up. If that makes me a terrible person so be it but I love my husband and my lover so if I can have my cake, chocolate and vanilla and eat it to I am going to do it.
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