Chronicles of a Married Sex Addict: The First Hook Up (Book One, Part Four)

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p>That familiar warming sensation enveloped my body and took control. I wrapped my arms around him too and looked up into his piercing, blue eyes, wondering what the next move was. He took that as a sign to put his hand in my hair, pull my head back, and kiss my neck while he guided me against the edge of the table. As he moved down my chest with his mouth, he pushed my partially unbuttoned shirt off my shoulders, exposing my pink, lace bra. I quickly unbuttoned my shirt further and took it off to keep him from ripping it off. He kissed me wildly as he undid my bra and started to suck my nipples. I started breathing harder as I got wetter.The excitement of the moment was like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. He noticed how turned on I was and became more zealous. He lifted my skirt and started massaging me through my panties. I moaned louder as he moved my panties aside and put his fingers inside me. As he pulsed his hand in and out of my body, he wrapped his other arm around me and kissed me hard. I had almost forgotten what passion felt like, but I never experienced it quite like this. I was ready for anything at this point as long as I got the finish I wanted.I started unbuckling his belt and he guided me back gently to a bare spot on the table I was leaning against. He picked me up, sat me on the table, and guided me to lean back against the wall. As I sat there, he lifted my skirt as he got on his knees, ripping my panties as he pulled them off to go down on me. It didn’t take him long to get me to my first orgasm. Oral sex, both giving and receiving, is a fetish for me. I caught my breath

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for a second as he stood up and started kissing me.I kissed down his body while I pulled down his jeans and sat him back on the stool. I dropped to my knees and did what I do best while he moaned and grabbed my hair. His favorite part seemed to be when I curled my tongue across the head and sucked the sides of it while massaging the shaft. He was close, I could tell by the way his muscles were tightening. Just when I thought he might orgasm, he pulled out of my mouth and grabbed me by my shoulders to help me up.I ditched my skirt so it wouldn’t get in the way and he pulled me on top of him. Perfect size, perfect fit, and exactly what I’ve been craving. I locked my legs around him and the chair back, and wrapped my arms around his neck. Our lips locked as he grabbed my ass and lifted me up and down while thrusting himself in. I maintained our balance on the stool as we felt the ecstasy of each other’s embrace. We both moaned with delight as he moved me faster and harder until we both orgasmed in unison. We caught our breath for a moment and stayed intertwined while I felt him pulse inside me and soften… Continue to Part Five: <a href="https://readmedium.com/chronicles-of-a-sex-addict-after-the-hook-up-part-five-5e1e47f10267">https://readmedium.com/chronicles-of-a-sex-addict-after-the-hook-up-part-five-5e1e47f10267</a>.Support my work so I can spend more time writing: <a href="https://ko-fi.com/dranonymouswife">https://ko-fi.com/dranonymouswife</a>Also, don’t forget to comment, highlight, and/or like so Medium pays me. Thanks for reading!</article></body>

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Jack stood up from the stool, wrapped his arms around me and said, “It’s your call on what you want to do. Do you really want to go?” I felt helpless in his arms. Every part of me wanted to be with him and he knew that. The minute he held me, I knew I wouldn’t be able to say ‘no’. I was just too weak and couldn’t fight the urge anymore. I needed him more than I ever realized. His raw masculinity and strength were all I ever wanted. I’m a strong woman, but, sexually speaking, I love to be dominated by strong men.

That familiar warming sensation enveloped my body and took control. I wrapped my arms around him too and looked up into his piercing, blue eyes, wondering what the next move was. He took that as a sign to put his hand in my hair, pull my head back, and kiss my neck while he guided me against the edge of the table. As he moved down my chest with his mouth, he pushed my partially unbuttoned shirt off my shoulders, exposing my pink, lace bra. I quickly unbuttoned my shirt further and took it off to keep him from ripping it off. He kissed me wildly as he undid my bra and started to suck my nipples. I started breathing harder as I got wetter.

The excitement of the moment was like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. He noticed how turned on I was and became more zealous. He lifted my skirt and started massaging me through my panties. I moaned louder as he moved my panties aside and put his fingers inside me. As he pulsed his hand in and out of my body, he wrapped his other arm around me and kissed me hard. I had almost forgotten what passion felt like, but I never experienced it quite like this. I was ready for anything at this point as long as I got the finish I wanted.

I started unbuckling his belt and he guided me back gently to a bare spot on the table I was leaning against. He picked me up, sat me on the table, and guided me to lean back against the wall. As I sat there, he lifted my skirt as he got on his knees, ripping my panties as he pulled them off to go down on me. It didn’t take him long to get me to my first orgasm. Oral sex, both giving and receiving, is a fetish for me. I caught my breath for a second as he stood up and started kissing me.

I kissed down his body while I pulled down his jeans and sat him back on the stool. I dropped to my knees and did what I do best while he moaned and grabbed my hair. His favorite part seemed to be when I curled my tongue across the head and sucked the sides of it while massaging the shaft. He was close, I could tell by the way his muscles were tightening. Just when I thought he might orgasm, he pulled out of my mouth and grabbed me by my shoulders to help me up.

I ditched my skirt so it wouldn’t get in the way and he pulled me on top of him. Perfect size, perfect fit, and exactly what I’ve been craving. I locked my legs around him and the chair back, and wrapped my arms around his neck. Our lips locked as he grabbed my ass and lifted me up and down while thrusting himself in. I maintained our balance on the stool as we felt the ecstasy of each other’s embrace. We both moaned with delight as he moved me faster and harder until we both orgasmed in unison. We caught our breath for a moment and stayed intertwined while I felt him pulse inside me and soften… Continue to Part Five: https://readmedium.com/chronicles-of-a-sex-addict-after-the-hook-up-part-five-5e1e47f10267.

Also, don’t forget to comment, highlight, and/or like so Medium pays me. Thanks for reading!