Sorry this one took so long to get out, my life got very busy recently and I’ve had much less time to put these memories down. I hope you all enjoy this one.

So the results of the poll on my profile are in and it seems like you all mostly wanted to hear more about Lisa and I’s adventures.

I alluded to this story in my last post about Lisa, Here. This happened maybe a week before the wedding i talked about in the other post. I was home on my day off while my ex was at work. I was going between cleaning up and relaxing, having a lazy chore day. I was not expecting anyone to be by till my ex came home from work. Usually she’d come home from lunch but on that day she was meeting up with her mom at lunch so i had the run of the house till the evening.

It was probably 12:30 when I heard a knock at the door. I was perplexed but went and answered the door and found Lisa there.

“Oh hey, Chris! Is (your ex) home? I was hoping to catch her on her lunch break.” I explained what was up and she was a bit disappointed, she had been hoping to come by and share a bowl of some new bud with us both. Then she asked if I wanted to smoke with her anyways. Who was i to turn down a pretty woman with some good green to share? So much for a cleaning day.

We sat down on the couch together and she broke out her new bud and loaded a pipe while I found something to put on the TV as background noise. We smoked and discussed the potency of the new stuff. I had to admit, It was pretty drank. We smoked a couple bowls and got cozy on the couch together. Our legs were touching and I inadvertently placed a hand on her thigh and she kinda pushed he leg against mine a little harder. I glanced over and got a great look down her top.

It was a hot day, towards the very beginning of summer and Lisa was wearing a tight little green tank top that was snugly stretched across her large fake tits. This provided for some epic cleavage shots especially at this angle. She had a pair of well worn jeans that hugged her hips perfectly and really made her small ass look nice and juicy. The outfit was completed with the old vans tennis-shoes and more tiny white socks with little frills, I guess she had a style. I did note that this was not as dressed up as was normal for Lisa.

She caught me staring down her shit, and smirked. “Like what you see?”

“You know I do, and you know I can’t help it.” I replied, glancing back and forth from her eyes to the full round curves of her cleavage.

This was light banter, flirty, and casual. I was definitely entertaining the idea of fucking her but it had not crossed the line of inevitability. I’m sure you know what I’m talking about, when you just click with someone and the vibe is right and there comes a point where you cross that line and both of you become aware that the evening is going to end in sex. It feels as though someone took the sexual tension and put it in a pressure cooker and turned the heat up to eleven. All of this to say that i felt like we had not crossed that line yet, this was still just us hanging out smoking a bowl before she went home to her husband. The lid was off and the pressure cooker was cold.

Lisa’s next move caught me by surprise. “OH!” She exclaimed, “I need to show you this!” And she excitedly swung her skinny legs over my lap, keeping her knees high and not making contact with my thighs, and unbuttoned her pants and slid them down passed her knees. My eye’s immediately moved to the bare flesh, drawing me in like a moth to a flame. I followed the curve of her thin but shapely thighs up and found myself now staring at her exposed, completely hairless little slit. She began pointing out bruises on her legs, Lisa is the type of girl that constantly gets random bruises, especially on her legs. She was talking excitedly about how the bruises were healing faster than normal because her circulation was improving. To be honest I was only half paying attention what all she was sayin cause i was a bit dumb founded with the current situation, and i nearly mesmerized by the seemingly inadvertent show i was receiving.

Time slowed and all there was in the world was this sexy woman casually exposing herself to me with her legs draped over my lap. All at once I became very aware of my hand now resting on Lisa’s exposed thigh just above her knee. I glanced up from the spot between her legs and I saw that she had once again caught me admiring her now exposed body. We both blushed as our eyes locked and we suddenly went from playful flirty banter to well passed that line. Somebody had turned the pressure cooker on. She seemed to have a moment of realization as her cheeks flushed scarlet and she began to pull her pants back up and readjusted her position.

There was an obvious tent in my shorts as Lisa grabbed for the pipe and settled in next to me, pushing her leg against mine. An electric spark moved between us but neither of us pulled away. After the last time that Lisa, my ex, and myself had hooked up my ex had asked that I not mess around with her again, It was a messy situation because Lisa was using us to cheat on her husband. I knew it was wrong and I should stop this from going any further but something about the taboo of the situation just made it that much more exciting an enticing. We passed the pipe in silence, letting smoke fill the room as the sound of the tv prattle on in the back ground, both of us sat with our eyes fixed on the TV but our focus was elsewhere. The tension between us was so thick in that moment. I already knew my will power was failing and the pressure cooker was about to blow its lid, so I made my move.

“So did you come here without any panties on to seduce me?” I laughed as she kinda stammered and squirmed a bit in her seat, our thighs rubbing against each other.

“No, its was just laundry day.” She admitted.

“That’s too bad, I was hoping you had come by dressed like that to show off…” I let the implication of my statement hang in the viscous air between us. There was a beat, I don’t necessarily want to call it hesitation because I feel like at this point we both knew where this was going. The tension burst, we both sprang into action at the same time, Lisa unbuttoning her pants again as my hands went for her hips, fingers slipping beneath the material of her jeans and teasing the bare skin of her waistline. She shifted to face me as I helped her pull her the jeans down and off one leg before leaning in as she spread her legs wide, completely exposing her bald little pussy to me. Our lips met and my fingers found the growing wetness between her legs. A small moan reverberated between us as her hands began to fumble with the button on my shorts in desperation.

I continued making out with Lisa and used my free hand to grab her wrists. She broke the kiss and panted “please, I need it!”

“Not yet, slut” I was not going to give her what she wanted so easily, I craved her desperation. she whined in response and melted against me “I need to taste you first.” With that being said Lisa thrust her hips towards me as i kissed my way down to meet her sex. Each kiss sent shivers through her thin frame, radiating up to her lips where they escaped in her high pitched needy moans. When Lisa got worked up she got loud, and this was no different.

I finally reached the soft folds nestled between her thighs and paused for a moment to admire her smooth, tight, little pussy. Lisa was not exactly my type, so skinny but her body was tight and it was impossibly not to admire her as she lay exposed before me. I teased my lips across her thighs giving her a couple of little kisses and love bites that elicited sharp moans of mixed pleasure and pain. “Please!” She panted, thrusting her pussy towards me as i held her hips in place and slowly lowered my mouth to the soft pink folds of glistening flesh, basking in the smell of her lust. I gave her a long drawn out lick, moving my tongue from her opening up to her clit. A new electric shock sprang from my tongue into her body and she nearly screamed as her body writhed beneath me.

She continued to moan and shake as i ate her little pussy. Her hands grasping at my head, fingers desperately weaving through my hair as she tried to push me into her sex with all her might. My nose was crushed against her as my tongue did its work. Her scent filled the air and sent a rush through my body straight to my rock hard shaft. I began to stroke my self as i continued to eat her. She then slid her hands up her body and began pulling her shirt up, exposing her breasts over the cups of her bra, her fingers pinching and tweaking her nipples as her body tensed. I knew what to do next. I began sucking on her clit, holding it between my lips as i wiggled the tip of my tongue across the sensitive little nub. Her moan caught in her mouth and i slid two fingers into her little hole, curling them up to find the rough patch inside her sex.

Lisa screamed as her whole body contorted. Her ass came off the couch and she ground her pussy into my mouth, filling it with a gush of liquid.

She sighed as i looked up at her. “Fuck I wish my husband ate me like this.” She took a few deep breaths and stared deep into my eyes with a renewed look of lust. “I need you to fuck me.” She panted. I shifted back up her body, pressing the length of my cock against her soaking slit as i put a hand around her throat.

“You’re a naughty little cheating slut, aren’t you?” She whined and nodded in affirmation and began rubbing herself against my cock attempting to put it inside her without the use of her hands. “You need my cock because I fuck you better than your husband, isn’t that right?” Again she nodded in response. “Say it.”

“Oh fuck Chris, I need your cock inside me cause you’re soo much better at fucking me than my husband. Please I need to be your little whore!” The desperation in her voice was so hot. “Make me your little fuck slut!” I kept teasing her with my cock as she begged and panted. Then i drew the tip of my cock along her slit letting the head rest against her opening. “Yes, yes, FUCK YES.” She practically, her breath coming in ragged gasps, but i held back as she squirmed and tried to pull me inside her. I then pulled back and stood. “NOOOO!” She pouted.

“Stand up. Follow me.” I commanded and she jumped and quickly fell in behind me, losing the rest of her clothes as we moved to the upstairs bedroom. When we reached the doorway to the bedroom she immediately did a sultry strut over to the end of the bed i share with my ex, placed her hands on the ornate wooden footboard and bent over, while looking back at me eyes full of desperate desire. I watched as her little round ass cheeks parted slightly revealing her tiny immaculate asshole and the smooth tight folds of her glistening pussy just below.

I stalked up to her letting my shorts fall to the floor, my cock sprang free and stood at full attention. I reached out and rubbed my hand over her ass eliciting a soft moan that raised in pitch becoming a needy whine. I drew my hand back and brought my open palm down on her cute little bubble of an ass. The snapping sound of flesh on flesh reverberated throughout the room and Lisa squeaked, jumping slightly then rolling her hips and thrusting her ass further towards me. I spanked her several more times, leaving a nice red hand print on each cheek. I did not care that I was leaving marks that she might have to explain to her husband later, she didn’t seem to care either because each time her moans got louder and more enthusiastic.

I took a moment to admire my work, rubbing my hand over the smooth flesh of her ass, feeling the warm flush from the assault as she quivered and cooed. I was almost done teasing her. I moved up and pressed my hips against her ass, my cock resting between her cheeks. One thing I loved about Lisa was her small figure always made my cock look even bigger than it was. Don’t get me wrong, Im decently well endowed, being somewhere between 6.5-7 inches when I’m fully erect and thicker than average, but when she held it in her dainty little hands or in this case when it was resting along the crevasse of her ass it looked enormous. She wiggled against me, still making her little sighs of wanton lust. I then slid my cock down, dragging the tip over her asshole and placing my cock between her thighs so the top of my thick shaft was resting along her dripping slit.

I could feel the moisture from her hungry little pussy smeared across the insides of her thighs and dripping onto my cock from her hole. The tip of my cock was leaking precum against her clit. I had a firm grip on her hips, holding her tight and keeping her from rocking forward and taking my cock inside her. Leaning forward, I brought one arm up and wrapped it around her body, placing my hand on throat and grasped it firmly. She moaned in response, reaching down with her petite hand and using the head of my cock to rub her clit. As she manipulated the bulbous tip of my cock against her nub Lisa began to rock her hips back and forth, sliding her warm wet slit along my shaft. I kept my left had firmly in place on her hip, continuing to keep her from achieving penetration. She whined again.

“You’re a desperate little slut.” She nodded and whimpered in affirmation. I pulled her upper body closer to me, leaning in and placing my lips against her ear. “How many other guys are you fucking?”

“Three!” She gasped.

“Including me?”

“You’re the fourth.” She was panting, her words coming out in breathless little moans.

“Three guys and your husband. You are a cheating little whore, aren’t you.” It was less of a question and more of a statement but she nodded and moaned in confirmation. “Now you are MY cheating little whore.”

“Yes, Sir!”

“From now on you are going to ask me permission to fuck anyone else, including your husband. “

“Yes, Sir!” Her free hand grasped the wrist of my right arm as i held her neck firm. Her body was going limp against me, melting into my arms. A fresh flood of liquid coated my cock as she continued to move my tip in circles against her clit.

“Who do you belong to?”

“You, sir!, Im your filthy little whore.” My mission was almost complete.

“Who owns this cunt?”

“You do, sir! This is your little cunt.” She bucked, her body pleading to be fucked. I was almost ready.

“Not your husband?”

“No, sir. This cunt is your property.” Her legs began to shake. I started to stroke my hips back and forth, sliding the tip of my cock from her clit to her opening and back again. She was a dripping mess.

“Good girl. Now tell me what you want.” She trembled again and I’m pretty sure almost came on me.

“I need you inside me, I need your cock, sir. I need you to stretch my cheating little cunt out. I need you to fuck me.” Her words spewed forth in a rush with little sighs and moans in between each statement.

“Fucking beg me for it, slut!” Her whole body shook with anticipation.

“Please, please, fuck me. Please I need you so bad. Fucking use your dirty little slut, this pussy belongs to you, sir. Please use me, please, please, PLEASE FUCK ME!!!” On her last “please” I drew back and slid the entire length of my cock into her. She screamed and came. A gush of liquid flooded against my pelvis, soaking me and making a puddle on the floor. If I had not been holding her she would have collapsed. I readjusted, moving my right had back down and grabbing her hips again as i started bouncing her limp shaking body on my cock. She screamed again but this time it was cut into pieces with the force of each thrust. There was another gush of liquid and i became intimately aware of the puddle at our feet. “Oh! My! God!” She moaned out, each word punctuated by the fierce pounding as I pumped her up and down on my cock.

Up to this point Lisa and I had used condoms every time we had sex. This time there was no mention of them, we were both lost in this haze of lust and animalistic need. I had a moment of clarity as i watched my bare cock slide out of her pussy and back in and decided to push and see how far she would let me go. Previously Lisa and I had lamented on how much we both got off on creampies but we seldom were able to indulge in that activity with our partners and was never in the cards for us together due to the condoms. This time i wanted to cum in her so bad and i knew i was nearing my limit.

“I want to watch my cum drip out of your pussy.” My tone was forceful, and she quivered and gushed again.

“Fuck!” Was all she replied.

“Im going to cum inside you.” She moaned again but then got quiet.

“You can’t. I can’t go home with your cum in me. He might notice.” It was amusing to me that she was worried about taking a creampie home to her husband but was less concerned with the bright red hand prints on her ass or the newly showing bruises on the insides of her thighs from my little bites earlier.

“Admit it, you want my cum inside you.” She gushed again as she came on my cock. Fuck i was close.

“I do! Fuck I want you to cum in me, but we can’t do it.” Her internal demons were struggling over this dilemma.

“Fucking beg for me to fill your pussy up!”

Instinct took over and she bucked against me. “FUCK! Please cum in me! Fucking fill me up!” Gods it was hot but i was not going to give in since she had been so adamant about not doing it.

“Get on your knees and put my cock in your mouth!” She spun and kneeled in one smooth motion, wrapping her dainty fingers around the base of my cock and placing the head in her little mouth. It only took a few strokes before i was pumping my thick load into her tiny mouth. I moaned with satisfaction. I had throughly used her and it felt so good. She looked up and me and swallowed my load as the last little spurt came out of the tip and landed on her lips, trailing down her chin.

I looked down at her in all her slutty glory and she looked up at me with a hint of shame in her eyes but it was over shadowed by her satisfaction at being used so thoroughly. As the post nut clarity sunk in for both of us we quickly dressed and said a hastened goodbye. After she left I set about airing out the bedroom and cleaning up the puddle she had left. By the time my ex got home the was no evidence to suggest that anything had happened.

Later that evening i got a text from Lisa that was a single emoji 🤫 followed a few moments later with a picture of the marks on her ass and another of the new bruises on the insides of her thighs with her pussy clearly visible.

I did end up telling my ex about this encounter a few days later and her reaction was an exasperated sigh followed by “I guess I should have expected that, sluts gonna slut.”