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ANNA LEFT ALONE Chapter Five [part 5 of 5]
By: Devon Hunt (luvtolook2@yahoo.com)ANNA LEFT ALONE Chapter Five
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It’s Wednesday night and I am going through another after the fact episode. I go through periods of being ashamed, appalled, and embarrassed, with all intentions of making it stop. Then, something new happens and all I feel is the biggest thrill of my life. I know it wouldn’t be such a big deal if I weren’t married.
As for Duane, I think I may have found out something about him. I know that I really, really excite him.
But I think that a good deal of that is simply because I am married and he likes the idea of taking a married woman. I’ve seen him lately around a nurse named Reggie.
She is about twenty-two or twenty-three, really attractive, and just got married last summer. I understand that her husband is olde, has money, and is a bit of an ass. Anyway, I noticed a couple of times in the past weeks that when he was around her he was always running his hand up and down her back as he does with me and then it was on her butt. She made no attempt to push it away.
Then one night while I was staying late to catch up after one of my shifts, I was in the file room and the tech on duty was in the emergency room. When I started to come out of the file room, I heard some quiet voices. I stepped back until I was able to locate it. He was in a secluded viewing area with her. They just talked softly for a short while, and then he kissed her.
Her reaction would indicate to me it hadn’t been the first time. Then he lifted her top above her breast. She had on a very sheer, very low cut white bra. He left it alone, kissing her briefly above the bra and then pulling it down just enough to take her nipple in his mouth.
They left with nothing else happening, but I’m sure this wasn’t an isolated thing.
Just as I realized there was a slight tingling between my legs from watching it, it brought to mind one of the things he had said he was going to make me do. It kind of scared me. Plus, I think I was feeling a little bit of jealously which seems stupid. I’m the one that’s married, not him.
It was cold outside today but very sunny. I didn’t have to work and about eleven this morning was wondering how to spend my afternoon. A knock on my door brought me face to face with Duane. He came in and said he didn’t go to work until later.
I told him I was concerned about my next-door neighbor seeing him there. He’s captain of the neighborhood watch, retired, and nosy.
He said he just wanted to see if I wanted to go out to lunch. When I told him I was concerned about running across somebody I knew, he said we’d drive to one of the little outlying towns. We left in both our cars and parked his at a grocery lot. Our ride and lunch was nice and of no special interest.
When we got back into town, he asked if he could come over for a while. I was reluctant, but he had not touched me up to then and he sort of pleaded. For safety, after I parked in our driveway I left our front door open. With the glass storm doors in place it would let in the heat of the sun while blocking out the cold.
Plus, it took away part of our privacy. I didn’t want this to get too cozy.
Even though we both sat on the couch together, we talked a long time about work and other stuff without anything happening. After an hour or so, though, he started some casual touching. In spite of my good intentions, it didn’t take a long time for it to go from just touching to deep kissing to having my nipples in his mouth.
When he tried to take off my jeans, I stopped him, telling him no and besides the front door was open for anybody to see in if they walked up. He backed off, but just went back to my mouth, neck and nipples. It wasn’t ten minutes before he was back at the zipper on my jeans. This time I was caught up in it and raised my hips just slightly to accommodate him
Within minutes I was totally naked and sprawled on the couch. I asked him to shut the door, but he said no, that it added to the excitement.
My argument was muted and weak, so it stayed opened, and he started moving all over me with his mouth. I liked it when he would go down on me, than come back up and give me deep kisses on the mouth. It was no time before I was ready to explode when he would back me off, denying it. He did it three or four times before I started pleading.
Finally. He asked, How bad do you want to come?
Bad. That was the truth.
What are you willing to do to come?
Anything. How humiliating.
He teased me a little more, than got me down on the floor on my knees and bent me over face down on the seat cushions of the couch. He took his clothes off, walked over and took something out of his jacket pocket. He got down behind me and started kissing and feeling me up again, playing with my clit from behind until I was just starting to cum.
I knew he was getting ready to fuck me from behind. When he stopped quickly my body kind of drooped down with disappointment. Was he going to tease me even more?
sex stories of adulteryThen I felt his finger on my ass, slowly spreading something all over it, just barely penetrating my hole with whatever it was on his finger. I didn’t expect it and jumped slightly at the entry, but he took it right back out. He massaged me back there for a few seconds as if to spread the substance, again penetrating me slightly.
Then he stood up and I watched him as he squeezed some of the tube on his hands and started rubbing it all over his cock, his eyes never leaving mine. Stupid me, I just really realized what he was up to. I started to get up and told him no, but he gently pushed me back down and told me I had promised.
He reminded me that it was one of the things that I had promised that he could do with me. I remembered, but had not believed that he would actually do it.
It was nasty and would hurt, and I didn’t understand why he would want to hurt me.
But he kept me kneeled over the couch and dropped down behind me. When his head pressed gently against me, I could feel the lubricant and the heat of him and waited for the pain whenever he shoved into me. He reached around me and was very gently pinching my nipples while he kissed my ears and neck. It would have been real nice except I was waiting for the pain.
Instead, nothing happened. We just stayed there on our knees, him against me, with his head gently nudging me. We were both slowly moving back and forth together and the natural movement caused some pressure down there, but that was it. Actually, it was comfortable. Soon after, though, I could feel just the slightest penetration as he pressed forward a little then stopped.
He had entered me just a tiny bit and so far there was pressure but no pain. I expected him to continue, but he didn’t.
I think the next bit of his head entering me was caused more by me moving back against him rather than him pressing against me. Soon, without me making any real effort, I started moving backwards against him, causing the penetration to increase. He moved slightly with me, starting a pumping motion so small it almost couldn’t be noticed. But as we both moved slightly, he inched in just a little, causing no pain. The pressure never let up and finally I could feel his head in me.
Finally, his head was all the way in me.
He pulled it all the way out and then in again, starting a tiny fucking sequence. It was nothing like I had expected, with little pain, just a mixture of pleasure pressure coming over me. I started pushing back, trying to take a little more. When I did that, he knew I was ready and entered me with a push, driving his head in deeper.
I cried out a little, still not prepared for the penetration, but he kept the pressure and movement up until he was fully inside of me. I’m not sure which sensation was the strongest. Embarrassment of getting it in the ass, pressure, or the little bit of pain.
Whatever it was, it slowly gave way and I began to feel the pleasure. He had abandoned any attention to my breast and neck and was straight up on his knees now, holding my hips with both his hands, his strokes soft and gentle coming almost all the way out with each stroke.
I was totally taken by surprise. Any feelings of humiliation and pain were starting to be replaced by pleasure, nothing at all like I had always heard or envisioned. He would bring me up to a point, and then slow me down, listening to my disappointment. It was just like he was fucking me or eating me. One thing remained the same. He still had the knack of making me beg him, telling him things he wanted to hear.
Finally, he let me come. I exploded with a noisy, frantic orgasm while he was driving deep inside me with quick strong strokes. Until then, I never knew you could actually have an orgasm with anal sex. I thought it was just a story.
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I was surprised and disappointed when he didn’t come with me. Instead, he settled down to a nice, slow pace, kissing the back of my neck again, his arms strongly around me, gently rubbing my nipples. He would give me deep strokes, then just barely penetrate me, moving his head totally in and out of my sphincter, which was surprisingly erotic and felt wonderful.
I had my face buried in my arms on the couch, moving with him and pushing back against him when he would stop his action. I couldn’t believe how long he was staying with me and I really liked the closeness I felt with him in me, bent over me with his body almost like a mold, his breath in my ear, his mouth on my neck, the never ending massage of my breast.
At those times he would stop moving he increased the pinching on my nipples until it was painful, causing me to cry out and squirm back and forth on him, giving us all the motion we needed. It was wonderful and I let him know, telling him how much I loved and wanted him. When he finally came, it was huge with him driving so hard into me it seemed to take my breath away.
I came with him so loudly I was they could hear me on the street.
Instead of pulling out immediately, he stayed in me for several minutes. During this time he started whispering in my ear things he wanted to do with me, not so much to me. I’m sure my eyes were wide as I told him I would never ever do it. At that point, he pulled out, turned me around facing him, and gave me a long, long deep kiss, which I responded to with great appreciation.
Then he looked in my eyes and smiled. He leaned over and whispered in my ear.
Without asking, I just walked in here and fucked you in the ass in your living room in the middle of the day in front of an open door. You never stopped begging me for it.
Do you really think you are ever going to deny me anything?
As I lie here talking to you tonight with my fingers between my legs in anticipation, I know the answer is no.
