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I remember a time speaking to my ex-wife about how she needed more from life and as we spoke covering different aspects of life, we finally spoke on the subject of sex. The conversation became, suddenly awkward, we had always enjoyed good sex between us, but it appeared that as she spoke she had, had a different experience without my knowledge, I asked her and pushed it further, saying I would be more interested than mad. So she told me.

She was slim, dark hair, pale skin, nice size breasts and a really nice tight firm bum and was about 5″4 tall. West in bed as she told me about how at work, she stayed later than usual, and had popped in to see her boss. She wore that day a white buttoned up blouse which was always tight and her black cotton trousers, equally as tight because she knew how it showed her figure. We had kids but she still had a firm flat tummy.

She told me when he was sat behind his desk and she stood there, that he was checking all this out and how seeing this was turning her on. She felt the dampness in her Lacey panties and her nipple’s hardened in her matching lacey bra, she felt her cheeks flush and knees weaken. He quizzed on how things at home were and she told him all was fine but each day was the same and so boring and she needed more excitement, he seemed surprised by her confession but happy, he told her to come round to the side of his desk, she obeyed without hesitation, this was so he could get a closer and better look, she was trembling in expectation that he would like what he saw and indeed he did. A lot. He raised up out of his seat and being much taller and well built she felt small in front of him. She liked that too. He said that all the excitement she needed was right here, and that almost made her moan as he lifted his chin up with a finger and kissed her, felt his tongue in her mouth, felt his fingers undo the buttons in her blouse, exposing her lacey bra and breasts. She responded by kissing him back hard, slipping her tongue over and around his and without thought as she did like doing, slipped her hand down to feel the stiffness in his trousers,  her mind swirling as she felt its length and girth. She knew this would fill and stretch her, being larger than mine.

As she felt his stiffness she felt undo a few more buttons before pushing her blouse off of her shoulders. He then moved to biting on her ear and shoulder before moving to her neck, she had no idea how her knees were keeping her up. She fumbled at his belt and undid it before pulling down on the zipper. She was hungry for it now and so plunged her hand into his boxers and gripped on his cock and stroked it up and down, sensing its power and might. He in the meantime had lifted her breasts out of her bra so that they were fully exposed. He sucked and nibbled on her nipples and breasts using one hand to squeeze them one at a time, the other he slipped between her thighs, feeling her between the legs, which was very wet and warm, so moist and ready for him. She thought about going down on her knees for him and taking her in her mouth but before she could he took her and bent her over his desk. She felt him undo the button and zip on the side of her trousers and tug at them pulling them down over her firm bum, leaving just her panties as  cover over her. She felt his hands caress and explore her bum before using his fingers to slide between her thighs, she moaned now quietly as she felt his fingers pushing between her lips, only the lacey material hampered penetration. They were like her pussy soaked. She felt his hand pull them aside, felt his fingers slide over her trimmed pubic bush before finally slipping into her tight warm hole. His fingers sliding in and out effortlessly due to her ample juices, and as he did this he bent over her and whispered in her ear about how fuckable she was and how he was going to pound her into the desk, the only thing she could respond with was ‘yes, do it now, I want it so bad, fuck me hard’.

With that said she felt his fingers exit, felt him stand up, grip her hips, told her to lower her panties, so she pushed them  down to her knees and that was when she felt the head of his cock nudge at her lips before being thrust in deep, stretching her opening, making her cry out in ecstacy out, repeating over and over, yes! With every thrust she wanted more, I could imagine the pleasure showing on her face, the slight pain of it’s size and how his rhythm caused her to gasp as her breathing got heavier, breasts bouncing, half dressed, half undressed, I was ready to do her myself, but I let her go on, telling me how he pounded her , bent down over her squeezing her tits with one hand, kissing her as her head twisted round to see him, then feeling his hand move from her tits to rub her pussy as his cock destroyed her. He seemed to fuck her for the longest time until she climaxed hard, body shaking as she pushed back hard a with her bum and wriggling it for maximum pleasure, before feeling his large load fill her, him gasping as he did, her moaning loud now as she knew her knees were completely gone now and only him and his cock were holding her up. Both sweating massively, both breathless, they laid there, him on top, both hearts pounding from the exertion.

He whispered in her ear again, you are so fuckable and now I own you. The thought of this made her smile, yes, yours only. After a short while he stood up and she did the same before dropping to her knees and taking his still hard cock in her mouth and moving her head back and forth, as she sucked him off. It did not take long as she stroked his balls and scrotum before he shot a second load into her mouth and to his pleasure she swallowed it all. This she was always great at.

After she finished telling me about this, I proceeded to fuck her three times, hard, rough and demanding she kept telling me how much she enjoyed him and wanted him. This may sound weird to some but it never ended things between us. Other things did that but I always remember that night and I always imagine the story as if I were there watching. I wished I was.