Her hubby wasn’t getting the job done.
Jasmine and I met on a popular adultery dating app. We were both exploring extramarital adventures. We’d corresponded for a few weeks and had finally decided to meet. We were both going to take the day off from work and I would book a hotel room in a neutral location.
One of the first conversations we ever had was regarding Jasmine’s husband. She was clearly frustrated with the lack of aggressiveness she experienced in regards to passion in the bedroom.
“I don’t want to be pecked on the lips like your first ever girlfriend,” I remember her saying to me. That stuck with me.
There would be no pecking going on with me.
I arrived at the room first. Jasmine arrived minutes after.
I opened the door. There was no talking necessary. We had both been anticipating this moment for quite some time.
Jasmine was a sexy, short brunette with a radiant smile that would warm the devil’s heart. I lunged for her luscious lips immediately. She lunged back at me with the same amount of vigor. Our passion was reciprocal, vicious, and primal. This was more than lust. This was insatiable need.
Jasmine closed the door behind her. She was in a sexy black midi dress. I was dressed in a button-down shirt and jeans. I hugged her close and grabbed her ass with both hands, pulling her chest to mine quickly and forcefully.
Her tight little ass fit in the palms of my hands. As I squeezed and rubbed it, I imagined how it would look when I fucked her from behind. I had only seen it in the shower photos she had sent me.
As Jasmine’s body slammed against mine, she looked up at me with a momentary look of shock. I had received the memo. She needed the abrupt aggression. The alpha physicality. She desired to be handled. Jasmine needed to be controlled, even if only temporarily.
That’s when her aggression came out. Her innocent look turned stern. As if an angel had finally entered hell and felt the heat of the underworld. Jasmine had transformed before my eyes. A Jasmine had awoken that the world had never seen.
Damn, she was fucking beautiful.
She grabbed my neck with both of her tiny, slender hands and pulled my face toward hers. Passionately taking my mouth with hers, she devoured me, as I tried my best to keep up. Her passion literally sucked the energy out of me. I had never felt such power from a kiss before.
Jasmine explored my lips as we hugged in a tight embrace. She flicked her tongue inside my lips as I licked back, sucking and swallowing every droplet of saliva I could. She tasted amazing.
She tiptoed and sucked hard on my top lip, while I bit and nibbled on her bottom lip. She sucked harder and harder, to the point where there was a pleasurable pain that I knew would leave a bruise. I honestly didn’t care.
We traded lips. I sucked her top lip while she teased, licked, and sucked hard on my bottom lip.
The kisses built up into a passionate, aggressive, face-pummeling exchange of tongue-darting desperation. I swung her around and pushed her onto the bed.
Shocked at being flung onto the bed, Jasmine stared at me with both admiration and desire.
“Come fuck me, Donal,” she whispered. “I want to fucking feel.”
Removing my clothes as quickly as possible, I mounted Jasmine in the missionary position and grabbed the top straps of her dress, yanking it down impatiently.
RIP.
The left strap popped. We both looked at it. I looked at Jasmine and she was breathing hard.
“You like that?” I asked.
“Yeah… rip the rest of it off, baby,” she urged.
RIP.
I ripped the other strap and pulled the dress off of her. My baby had nothing underneath. What a good fucking girl.
“Good girl,” I said. “You were ready for me, huh?”
“Yes, Donal,” said Jasmine, nodding up and down, breathless with anticipation.
She placed two hands on my chest and scratched lightly. Her short, pink nails slid down my chest, past my nipples and down to my stomach. She continued gliding her nails to my back, where she dug them into my skin as I slammed my tongue into her rock hard, tiny nipple on her left breast.
“Ohhh fuck yeah,” she panted, as she grabbed at my erect cock.
My tongue slid down from her nipple to her stomach and down her left thigh.
In one quick motion, I flipped Jasmine onto her stomach.
She gasped and stuck her ass out.
“Whatever hole you choose, sir,” she moaned.
Damn… she was fucking sexy.
I slapped her right ass cheek.
“Ohhh fuck!” she responded, looking back at me with a sexy, dazed look that begged for me.
So I slapped her left ass cheek.
“Yeah. Fuck yeah. Fuck!” she screamed.
“Spread your ass cheeks,” I said.
She obliged, digging her pretty pink nails into her ass and spreading her cheeks to reveal a shaved, tight ass crack. It looked delicious.
“Good girl,” I said. “Spread it wider for me.”
She dug her nails even deeper into her ass cheeks and spread as wide as possibly.
“Like that, sir?”
“Like that, baby,” I said.
Her long black hair hung over her back. I gripped it and pulled it back with my left hand as I stuck my tongue out in front of me and dove head-first into her ass crack.
The entirety of my tongue entered her ass quickly. So much so that my teeth slammed against the surrounding of her crack.
“Ohhhhhh fuck, Donal!” she moaned.
I moaned as well. I was beyond turned on by the taste of her ass and her reactions. I stuck my tongue in deep, removed it and flicked up and down her crack, making rapid wet circles around the outside of her hole.
Pulling her hair back with one hand, I flicked her clit with the other as my tongue darted in, out, and around her saliva-drenched ass crack.
I licked quicker.
I sucked harder.
I fucked her ass with my tongue.
“Ohhhh God, D,” she sighed. “Don’t fucking stop.”
I licked faster and pushed two fingers inside of her dripping pussy from behind.
“Motherfucker!” she yelled.
That was the first time I experienced Jasmine’s orgasm. It was epic. She would later tell me that was the first time she ever came from anal stimulation.
I believed her.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!” Jasmine screamed at the top of her lungs. So loud, it temporarily stunned me.
She released her hands from stretching her ass out and instead gripped the bed for dear life.
My tongue was still fucking her ass aggressively in the same manner as my dick would. My fingers were doing the same in her pussy. She was being double penetrated by my tongue and fingers.
Her ass shook in circles and trembled as I began to feel an extreme amount of wetness drip down my fingers down to my wrist.
I removed my fingers and Jasmine squirted all over the bed.
“Oh shit!” I gasped. I had never seen anything like it.
Jasmine continued to scream uncontrollably as spurts of her juices exploded from her insides, as if years of buildup were finally let loose.
The insides of her thighs dripped with her cum, as a puddle formed beneath her on the sheets.
She cocked her head to the side. Her eyes were closed tight as she shook violently with each squirt. It was a fucking amazing sight.
Instinctively, I mounted her from behind, pulled her hair back, smacked her right ass cheek again and shoved my cock into her squirting pussy.
She gasped loudly as I pushed every inch of my hardness inside of her.
“Ohhhhh fuck, Jasmine,” I moaned.
Jasmine looked back at me as she continued to cum and take my cock.
I fucked her hard.
Long, hard, rough strokes.
But long, hard and slow.
At the end of each thrust, I pushed in a little deeper, making her scream in ecstasy as I dug in, pulled back out, slammed back in, dug in some more, and pulled back out.
At this point I was screaming, too. I don’t believe I’d ever been that vocal in my life before.
I don’t know if she ever stopped cumming from that point on.
I remember seeing her tight little ass slam against my thighs until her cheeks were red from my spanks and the constant thrusts.
I watched my cock pull out entirely, slam back inside, and pull back out. The sound of the puddle beneath us splashing with our juices was louder with each stroke.
She turned her head to the side so that we could kiss while fucking.
In between kisses, we talked shit.
“I fucking love your pussy.”
“I fucking love your dick.”
“I love you!”
“Oh… I fucking love you. Don’t stop!”
“I’m fucking cumming, Jasmine!”
“Give me your fucking baby, Donal.”
I released my cum inside of her at the same time she let out another loud, volcanic orgasm.
Between the screams, moans, ass smacks, licks, sucks, and “I love yous,” the next thing I remember was waking up next to her in a puddle of our mixed cum.
It was nighttime. Way past when we should have left and headed home.
I looked at Jasmine. She was sleeping soundly on my chest.
I’m sure our spouses were blowing up our phones, but we had both deliberately left them in our cars.
For once, the day was ours.
I decided not to wake her up and drifted back to sleep.