u/sole-snatcher

We arrived at the symphony about 30 minutes before it started. We made it to our seats. I crossed my legs so the slit in my dress opened wide, my thigh brushing against him the entire time. I kept flexing my foot, watching him squirm and stay rock hard. All I could think about was my boyfriend at home texting innocent “how’s the show?” messages, completely clueless that I was already dripping and dying to get railed.

The second the concert ended he was done holding back. In the parking lot he scooped me up and practically carried me to the car. Back at his place he kicked the door shut, had my dress off in seconds, and threw me on the bed.

I climbed on top first and sat right on his face, grinding my soaked pussy against his mouth while he kept licking and kissing. His tongue was everywhere... on my clit, inside me. I rode his face hard until I was shaking and came all over his mouth.

I needed more. I turned around, got on all fours, and told him to fuck me from behind. He gripped my hips and slammed in deep. The backshots were brutal and perfect... Long, hard strokes that made the bed slam against the wall.

Then I felt his thumb press against my ass. He worked it in slowly at first, then deeper, matching the rhythm of his cock pounding my pussy. The double sensation had me moaning loud, pushing back against him, loving how full and dirty it felt.

He came hard the first time, groaning as he filled me up… but he didn’t pull out.

He stayed rock hard and kept fucking me even harder, like the fact that I was taken made him lose control. He basically used my body as much as his body could physically handle not knowing if he’d ever get to dick me down again, so he went all out.

He flipped me onto my back, threw my legs over his shoulders, and pounded me deep and relentless. Then he put me back on all fours and went even harder, thumb back in my ass, sweating, breathing heavy, muscles straining as he fucked me through another orgasm.

I came twice more before he finally pulled out the second time and shot all over my ass while I laughed breathlessly and told him my boyfriend would never know a thing.

After using me good. We stayed in bed kissing and making out. One of the best aftercare pillow talk I ever had.

So I’ve been dying to post this since last weekend. My boyfriend had ZERO idea I was going out with another guy that night. He thinks I was just “meeting a friend for the symphony.” The thrill of sneaking around already had me soaked before I even left the house.

It all started with flirty texts. I told him I wanted to make our plans a little more exciting when I casually dropped that my boyfriend would be home waiting for me later, completely clueless. He was instantly more eager that “she’s taken but she’s here with me” and that turned both of us on so much.

I sent him a teasing picture nothing crazy (he's into feet), just my legs up the wall in bed, thighs in the foreground and my pretty toes on full display. One-time view only.

He immediately texted back begging me to send it so he could keep it. I grinned at my phone and didn't reply.

The night was already off to an amazing start.

When he picked me up I had spent hours getting ready everything smooth and shaved, hair perfect, makeup on point, and of course a brand new pair of fuck-me heels I’d been eyeing. I opened the door, gave him a long lingering hug, pressing my body into his. As we pulled apart I let my hand slide down his chest… looking up at him… feeling exactly how hard he already was for me.

No games. Just a man who was rock hard because he knew he was about to enjoy another man’s girlfriend.

He grinned, pulled me closer, and kissed me right there in the doorway deep and confident, the kind of kiss that says he’s not worried about my boyfriend at all.

Before we left he asked if he can get a quick taste of my toes. I let him kiss and lick my toes while I ran my fingers through his hair. I almost said fuck the symphony and dragged him straight to bed… but I wanted the full night.

I wanted to sit through the whole concert knowing I was out with another man while my boyfriend was at home texting me asking how the show was.

I wanted the dirty thrill of sneaking off to a bathroom stall during intermission

And that was only the beginning of the night.

We arrived at the symphony about 30 minutes before it started. We made it to our seats. I crossed my legs so the slit in my dress opened wide, my thigh brushing against him the entire time. I kept flexing my foot, watching him squirm and stay rock hard. All I could think about was my boyfriend at home texting innocent “how’s the show?” messages, completely clueless that I was already dripping and dying to get railed.

The second the concert ended he was done holding back. In the parking lot he scooped me up and practically carried me to the car. Back at his place he kicked the door shut, had my dress off in seconds, and threw me on the bed.

I climbed on top first and sat right on his face, grinding my soaked pussy against his mouth while he kept licking and kissing. His tongue was everywhere... on my clit, inside me. I rode his face hard until I was shaking and came all over his mouth.

I needed more. I turned around, got on all fours, and told him to fuck me from behind. He gripped my hips and slammed in deep. The backshots were brutal and perfect... Long, hard strokes that made the bed slam against the wall.

Then I felt his thumb press against my ass. He worked it in slowly at first, then deeper, matching the rhythm of his cock pounding my pussy. The double sensation had me moaning loud, pushing back against him, loving how full and dirty it felt.

He came hard the first time, groaning as he filled me up… but he didn’t pull out.

He stayed rock hard and kept fucking me even harder, like the fact that I was taken made him lose control. He basically used my body as much as his body could physically handle not knowing if he’d ever get to dick me down again, so he went all out.

He flipped me onto my back, threw my legs over his shoulders, and pounded me deep and relentless. Then he put me back on all fours and went even harder, thumb back in my ass, sweating, breathing heavy, muscles straining as he fucked me through another orgasm.

I came twice more before he finally pulled out the second time and shot all over my ass while I laughed breathlessly and told him my boyfriend would never know a thing.

After using me good. We stayed in bed kissing and making out. One of the best aftercare pillow talk I ever had.