The Joy of Forbidden Fruit

Some of the best sex I ever had was with Victoria, a married woman about 6 years older than me. I met her at a party; we hit it off. Despite her wedding ring, we had a sneaky kiss and a fondle, and I gave her my work phone number, which she accepted. However, I didn't expect her to contact me. To my surprise, she called a few days later and asked if I could meet her the next day, around lunch time. I agreed, so I met her at the city hall, and we went for a walk around the public areas. We chatted and flirted. I told her I wasn't sure quite how any friendship with her would work out, but I was happy for it to be strictly casual and no strings. At the end of one of the long corridors, we stepped around a corner, out of sight, and she gave me a wonderful, fully passionate kiss, her tongue darting into my mouth and making my cock tingle to life.

She gave me her work phone number, said she had a half day off the following Friday and asked if I could arrange the same and meet her. I said I could. We kissed again. Her tongue invaded my mouth this time, chasing mine all around. I dared to reach for one of her breasts, and she didn't object, so I held and squeezed it as our tongues fucked our mouths. We broke the kiss, and I took her hand and pressed it against my bulge. She blushed and glanced down at my erection. We had another quick kiss, then parted.

We met again at a seaside park. She was wearing snug-fitting jeans, and she looked good in them. I put my arm around her, and she leaned into me. We found a spot to sit out of sight of the main path and sat down to chat. Before long, we began cuddling and kissing. She was voracious, and her tongue took control of our mouths. I got instantly hard. I pulled the zipper of her coat down so I could reach my hand inside and cupped her right breast through her shirt and gently tweaked her growing nipple. Her left hand went onto my right thigh and glided up and down, getting a bit higher each time. I didn't go any further than her breast to see how far she wanted to go. Her hand went to the top of my thigh. I was wearing blue chinos, a slightly loose fit, so my erection wasn't highly visible. Her hand slid across my crotch and pressed inwards, and she felt me. I just kept playing with her breast. She rubbed me slightly and quietly asked if I had 'taken care' of myself after our last meeting. I said I had, I indulged in regular masturbation, it's healthy and enjoyable. She said she did too, mostly because she got no other attention at home. She then said that we were not having a love affair, she didn't want that, and I told her I understood exactly and not to worry.

I undid two buttons of her shirt and slipped my hand inside to continue caressing her breast through her lace bra, and then slipped my fingers inside to feel her glorious, very erect and sensitive nipple. She gasped softly when I did that. I just circled her nipple with my finger, running across her tip sometimes and then caressing her whole breast, all inside her shirt and coat. She managed to pull my zipper down and slip her small hand inside my chinos and grasp my cock through my snug cotton shorts. Then, to my great surprise, she found the vent in my shorts and slid her hand inside to touch my naked hardness. I heard her say Mmmmmm and felt her fingers gently stroke as much of me as the constraints of clothing allowed her. Then we had to part, and I headed home for another good wank!

Our next meeting was at another park outside town. She didn't have much time, so we sat in my car, kissing and fondling through our clothes. I unfastened her jeans and sent my hand into her panties, saying I would try to give her a quickie orgasm. She pushed her jeans down a little, giving my hand more room in her panties. I slid my fingers down through her lovely, soft, and trimmed lady fur and into her wet, warm slit. She opened her legs as much as she could and I found her clitty and began to tease. She was getting there quickly. I kept my circular rhythm on her clitty, and she came, crying out and bucking her hips up against my fingers. I kept going, and she had three quick orgasms. I slowly wound her down, left my fingers in place as her aftermath washed over her and unbuttoned her shirt to enjoy her lovely, modest boobies a little as she came down from her ecstacy.

Afterwards, she looked at her watch and whispered she had some time in hand but wanted me in her hand. I undid my belt as she reached over and unfastened my jeans and pulled the front of my shorts down, releasing my erection. She started stroking me, teasing my tip with her thumb. Watching her and enjoying the sensation of a woman's hand pleasuring my cock (I adore a nice hand-job) I quickly reached the point of no return. She squeezed me a little tighter as she stroked, and my balls erupted, gushing my cum onto my belly and over her fingers. It felt great. I emptied myself, and she wound me down, keeping hold of me until the end. Then she had to go. She thrilled me before she left by licking my cum off her fingers and said I tasted nice. I licked the fingers that had been in her slit said she did too. We fixed our clothes, kissed, and she departed.

Our meetings were sporadic, often brief but also often quite intense, and they went on like that for a couple of years, no strings, no expectations, no love affair but mutually satisfying sexual pleasure with genuine affection and respect.

On another occasion, we walked in the woods, sat and talked and cuddled and fondled on a bench at the top of the hill. She had more time this day (she was able to arrange longer meetings sometimes) and was wearing snug jeans again with a pink wool V-neck jumper under her coat, and I felt certain, only a bra under her jumper. She looked good in snug jeans. Where we sat, there was no one else around. We cuddled and kissed, and then she got up and then sat across my thighs, facing me and reached down to caress my bulge. I slipped my hands under her jumper and felt her warm, soft skin. She closed her eyes when I touched her. My hands made their way up to her lace bra and eased it over her boobies, liberating them into my hands. I teased each nipple to pebble hardness.

I pushed her jumper up and took one nipple in my mouth as my fingers teased the other. She moaned softly and rubbed my bulge harder. She said we should go back to one of our cars, so off down the hill we went, my hand feeling her lovely bum all the way. We got into the back of my car (I didn't want to inadvertently leave traces of our activity in her car that may cause her problems) and got back to kissing. She was a heavenly kisser. I adored what she did to my mouth with hers. I got her jumper pushed up again and her boobies back out of her bra and made love to them with my mouth.

Then she invited me to lie across the back seat so my head was in her lap. She scooted right over on her side to make that easier. Once settled (it was a bit cramped for my long legs, but that was well compensated for!) she pulled her jumber down over her breasts but left them dangling out of her bra, reached down and unfastened my jeans and asked me to push them and my shorts down, then grabbed my cock and squeezed. I looked forward to another lovely hand-job. I slid my left hand up her jumper and went back to teasing her tits again.

She unbuttoned my shirt completely, making me practically naked in her lap. It was intensely exhilarating. She slow-stroked me, intermittently fondling my balls. My surge began to rise, I started bucking up against her hand and she slowed down, calming me, keeping me just below the boil. It was heaven. Suddenly, she leaned down and took me into her mouth. Her lips enveloped my crown, her tongue swirled around it, and she then seemed to suck my entirety into her mouth. I was stunned. I had never experienced that before. She began to gently bite me, swirling her tongue over my sensitive bits, and I moaned out loud. Thankfully, there was no one else in that car park. I flicked my fingers over her nipple and she moaned into my cock.

I felt her begin to bob her head on me, as best she could inthe cramped space and position we were in, and I felt her suck gently on me. Quite suddenly, I erupted. I blasted my climax into her mouth. I spasmed as I'd never done before. It felt like my cock was a fire hose, spraying into her mouth. I began to fuck her mouth as I came, and it was a glorious orgasm. And then she swallowed my cum! That was stunningly beautiful. She held me in her mouth until I subsided, gently releasing me. It was the most beautiful oral pleasure I have ever been given. She rested her hand on me as I softened, cupping my sac, and we just enjoyed silence together. Then it was time to part again.

I got the chance to pay her back for her kindness a few weeks later. It was at the same place as before, one evening, with only a few other empty cars in the car park. We kissed long and passionately, as we always seemed to do. I asked her to lower her seat and push it back all the way. She was wearing a knee-length, loose skirt and a button-up blouse. I reached over and unbuttoned her blouse, she pulled up her bra, and I made love to her boobies a while.

As I suckled and teased her nipples, my left hand made its way up her skirt, nudging her legs apart as I went. I stroked and gently tickled the soft flesh of her upper thighs, her legs opening wider in response. My hand reached her lace panties and drifted back and forth over her, then began to probe her through the fabric. She lifted her right leg and hooked it over the centre console, to allow me to press my fingers into her slit.

I fingered her this way for a while; it was something she adored. She once showed me how she liked to finger herself through her panties when she needed a quick release. I loved watching her do herself. As her pleasure built, I slipped my fingers into her panties, advanced down through her lady fur and into her warm and quite wet slit to tease her waiting, and swollen, clitty. I kept suckling her left tit as I fingered her, and her pot quickly boiled over. She shuddered and wimpered and held my head against her breast as she climaxed.

After she calmed, I pulled her leg further over to open her a little more and pulled her panties aside, pulled her skirt up, hoisted myself over and went head between her legs, face first into her moist, warm, scented lady slit and began to lick her. She gasped, reached down and held my head in her hands. My tongue found her very swollen clitty and teased it. She jerked, and when I sucked it between my lips, she cried out loudly. I knew to be gentle as she was intensely sensitive but my tongue got carried away, and she had to, breathlessly, implore me to go slower.

I reduced pace and just sucked her clitty ever so gently, managed to get a couple of fingers partway into her quim, and one partly slipped between her bum cheeks, just pressing on her anus. I kept a steady rhythm, enjoying yje feel and taste of her, wanting her to cum in my face. She began to gently buck her hips up against my face, press my head a little firmer into her and pant and wimper. I felt her thighs tighten against my head, she gripped my hair, and her body trembed as she climaxed. She made a muffled cry. I learned later that she had been biting her lip to quieten herself. Her wetness increased, and I suddenly became concerened it would leave a tell-tale damp mark on her dress. But she continued cumming as I continued enjoying eating her.

I slowed and then stopped, gently raising my head from her sweet place. When I looked at her, her face seemed to be glowing; she seemed so utterly satisfied and beautiful, partially naked, legs open, and her lovely boobs lying free. My cock was rampant; I needed release and hoped she would have enough energy to oblige me. I kept tissues in my glove box, so I got some and mopped her thighs and pussy. I was taking a long inhale of her scent from my fingers when she opened her eyes and asked me if I had my condom with me. I did, and she invited me to fuck her, just where she was.

I managed to mount her in the space available. She grabbed my bum and fondled it as I rode her. She felt velvety inside, from her previous orgasms, yet quite snug. As I thrust deeper, she began to squeeze me and dig her fingernails into my bum. That sent tingles through to my balls, then up my cock, which set off the clock for my trigger, and I knew I couldn't stop. I thrust harder, she kept squeezing, and I erupted, emptying my sac in absolute pleasure. We both went home totally satisfied.

A while later, I came across an empty office in an out-of-the-way part of the building I worked in. It was an old building with some hidden nooks. We both arranged to take an afternoon off, I met her and smuggled her into the building, to the old office. It still contained a few old chairs and a big desk. She had dressed in a loose, button-up front dress, was sans bra, gorgeous black lace panties and black self-supporting stockings. I sat in one of the chairs as she straddled me. I opend her dress and liberated her boobies to my mouth and hands as she liberated my cock from my chinos to stroke me as I suckled her nipples and slipped my hand up her dress to finger her glorious quim.

Then I laid her back along the desk, pulled her to the edge, pulled her panties aside and got a visual surprise. She had completely shaved her quim, it was baby-smooth! I growled and dived onto her, fucking her with my tongue, ramming fingers into her, sucking her clit. Although this was an almost deserted part of the building, we still had to be quiet. She convulsed in orgasmic delight, muffling her cries of joy. I ate her gorgeous pussy until she stopped me and told me to fuck her.

I stood up to fully release my cock from my trousers and underwear and she rolled over, put her feet on the floor and stuck her bum out to me. I didn't hesitate and took her from behind with much relish. I thrust deep and hard, she pushed back a little. I gripped her hips and pounded into her, and then realised I hadn't put a condom on! I couldn't stop. I was trying to hold myself off but I am not often successful when I do doggy, it excites me so much. I exploded into her, I heard her sigh, I kept riding her and squirting as much cum as I could as deep as I could before slowing and stopping.

I told her I had forgotten a condom, she said it was ok, not to be concerned, she loved feeling me cum in her. I felt myself begin to subside and slowly eased myself out of her. I noticed a trickle of cum dribble out between her lips and caught it with my finger. It was exhilarating to know I had delivered so much cum it was leaking out. I told her I was dribbling out of her. She said she it felt nice. Anway, I used my handkerchief to dry and clean her before fixing her panties and smoothing her dress over her bum. Then she sat in my lap on the old chair, snuggled her head into my shoulder, and we both dozed for a while before we had to go.

We had some more exhilarating meetings over some months, then, suddenly, she had to call it off. I understood and didn't complain or question. We left each other with some wonderful, private memories, some of which I still use to pleasure myself with.