Quickies are short, erotic fiction meant to be read in 5-7 minutes.
Content Notes: M/F, Blow Job, Cheating
I pulled into Cris’s driveway and hopped out of my car, excited for a bit of fun. It was about 11 a.m. I needed to be back home for a virtual noon meeting. But this wouldn’t take nearly that long.
Cris had texted me a half hour ago and said he needed a “coffee break.” Fifteen minutes later, I was in my car and headed to his house. Cris’s wife, Danielle, was there also. Still, she generally had a lot of meetings during the day, and we were creative about taking our coffee breaks.
I walked up to the front door and, as I usually did, simply opened it and stepped in.
“Hey, Kel,” Cris said as I stepped through the door frame, just as any stepbrother would greet his stepsister. He didn’t even look up from his laptop, where he sat on the living room couch.
“Is that Kelli?” Danielle called out from, I assume, her home office, which was around the corner from the living room down the hallway that led to the bedrooms.
“Yep,” Cris replied.
Danielle appeared in the living room moments later carrying a book.
“Here’s that book you wanted, Kel. I’m all finished with it.”
I accepted the book. “Thanks, Danielle. I appreciate it.”
“No problem,” she said with a smile. “Alright, I gotta hop on another meeting. See you later, Kel!”
Danielle hurried back to her office, and I don’t think she had any inkling that I was about to shove her husband’s dick in my mouth.
I glanced at Cris, who had moved his laptop to the side table, and was waiting for when we could hear Danielle get on her call. She was sort of loud, so it was easy to hear.
“Yeah, so I talked to the client and…”
That was all we needed to hear. Cris unfastened his pants and pulled out his hardening cock, a little drop of precum at the tip.
I got onto my knees in front of him, grabbed his dick at the base, and slid it into my mouth as far as I could. Cris groaned and grabbed the back of my head.
This was not time for a long, drawn-out blow job. It was time to make him cum as quickly as I could.
His fat dick filled my entire mouth as I stroked and licked his shaft, quickly pulling him in and out of my wet, warm mouth. With his hand on the back of my head, Cris pushed me down onto his dick in time with the bobs of my head.
We made a great team.
Sliding my hand up and down the part I couldn’t suck, I slurped all over his thick rod, anticipating his release into my mouth.
I couldn’t even count the number of times Cris had shot his thick fluid down my throat.
“Well, the reports show that…” Danielle’s voice drifted out of her office while Cris let out a low moan, now outright thrusting into my mouth.
He grabbed my head with both hands, and I opened my mouth the best I could to receive the oral assault I was getting. Cris fucked my mouth while I choked a little every time he went all the way in.
My pussy throbbed as Cris used my mouth like his own personal sex toy, getting ready to unleash a hot stream of jizz.
He grunted in a whisper each time he jammed his cock into my mouth, grabbing my hair harder the closer he got.
Needing a break from the oral pounding, I pulled away from his dick and jerked him fast, his cock slick with my spit and his precum.
“I have no idea what they were thinking…” rang out Danielle from around the corner while I sucked her husband off in the living room. But she could thank me later. Cris said they always had the best sex after we fucked.
Swallowing Cris’s cock again, I knew this was the final push. Working my hand with my mouth, Cris grunted softly while I waited for him to explode in my mouth.
In a whisper, he said: “Fuck yeah, here I come…”
A burst of cum hit the back of my throat, and I swallowed it down. Another one coated my tongue, and then there was another one. I kept swallowing as Cris kept shooting, unloading his balls into my mouth, until he was completely spent, and I was full of his cream.
My favorite state to be in.
I let his dick fall from my mouth, and Cris let his head fall back on the couch, looking absolutely sordid after getting a blow job from his stepsister with his wife in the next room.
After a moment, he zipped up, and I got up from the floor, my pussy a sopping, soaked mess. I’d take care of that when I got home.
I could still hear Danielle on her call as I grabbed my car keys and headed toward the door.
“Talk to you later?” I said.
“Yeah, talk to you later,” Cris said and winked. “And, hey, owe you one.”
I winked back. I knew he was absolutely good for it.
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Ambyr Leigh is an erotic fiction author who likes to write cheating and older woman/younger man, among other things. Check out her collection of free ebooks, available at many ebook retailers.
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