Flavourful Reddit encounter

I was sitting in my car, looking at the messages on my phone, anxiously waiting to meet the sexy older woman I’ve been speaking too and sharing photos with on Reddit.

I’d been waiting months until I visited Victoria to meet her. In her dimly lit driveway of her Ballarat residence. The air inside buzzed with the raw energy of lust in full swing. The distinct scent of a feminine perfume created a heady atmosphere of desire and anticipation. Among the throng of her beautiful body, my gaze landed on the enigmatic figure of her husband. Instantly I knew she was a woman of untamed sensuality.

With fiery aurora of lust cascading over her bare shoulders and piercing hazel eyes that held an alluring mischief that exuded a dangerous allure that I knew drew people to her like a moth to flame.

Overwhelmed by the pulsating beats of the music, she eagerly gestured me to what I could only imagine as her bedroom.

As she watched me approach, a playful smirk danced on her lips. A surge of trepidation mingled with desire, coursed through my veins as I leaned in, whispering a appreciation of her into her ear, "You look even more sexier than your photos”. I could hear her beginning to heart pound with a mixture of anticipation and hesitation. Now I’d known the words i had whispered into her ear held a magnetic allure, but doubt gnawed at the edges of her mind. She glanced behind her, catching a glimpse of her husband watching anxiously from the door of the room. I could tell the sight of him both excited and unsettled her.

"Are you sure about this?" She asked her husband, her voice tinged with uncertainty but full of fervour.

He gleefully nodded.

Her lips curved into a sly smile as she took my hand and led them down her, along hips and eventually the tits I’ve been dreaming about all week.

The weight of their arrangement hung heavy in the air. She knew that her husband had long fantasized about this encounter – an exploration beyond their vanilla routine. And now, it was going to become reality.

As she excitedly gestured me to remove my shirt, rubbing her hands down the crevices of my built chest, and trailing her warm gentle fingertips across my abs seductively.

I could sense she felt a surge of electricity shoot through her body. Her husband anxiously stepped into the corner of the room and sat onto a chair, as she pressed herself against me, our bodies moulding together in an intoxicating embrace. The scent of sex and anticipation filled her nose and travelled to her gorgeous eyes as they began to move with an urgency that mirrored their desire.

But just as their passion intensified, I knew doubt had crept back into her mind like a persistent whisper. ‘Could she trust herself to fulfill this fantasy without feeling as if she was disrespecting her husband and their promises to each other’?

The curve of her breasts against her grey slim fitting sundress released hidden desires revealed in ways I couldn’t imagine. The sound of our lips colliding filled the room, drowning out any lingering doubts. But as she slowly removed her dress revealing her sexy figure, she set free soft moans, drowning out the music from the kitchen.

As her husband, observed attentively, she glanced over her shoulder and caught a glimpse of her husband watching us too.

All I could think about was how despite my previous experience this encounter from a random Reddit encounter had been everything I’ve fantasised about for years. In the corner of my eye I had noticed her husband had begun secretly masturbating to his wife being intimate with another man. Any sense of guilt had washed away as I realised he had been fantasising about the idea of seeing his wife pleasured by someone else, particularly a black man, as she had revealed in our messages. And now his fantasy was becoming a reality too.

Looking deep into the abyss of her eyes I could see there was something inside her cracked open - an unexplored part of herself that craved this level of her unhinged pleasure. It was one thing to watch this fantasy online but it was another to actually experience it firsthand.

The sound of my black cock colliding with her grew louder as the tempo and lust increased. Her moans mingled with my own gasps for air, blending into a symphony of desire.

A low rumble of approval from her husband, sent a jolt of excitement through us both as we realised he was not only watching but also enjoying what he saw unfolding before him.

She couldn't help but turn her head towards him momentarily before locking eyes with me again. The realization hit her like a slap in the face - this wasn't just about fulfilling some twisted desire or satisfying an unfulfilled fantasy anymore.

It was about exploring new limits; pushing boundaries; and testing those unspoken promises they had made to each other long ago. To find herself.

Real pleasure.

She stared at her husband, his eyes locked on her and I. He began to look like a lost puppy, his desire evident in every drop of sweat beading on his brow. But it was the intense longing that etched itself across his face that truly caught her off guard.

So desperate.

So needy.

And yet, she begged for harder strokes Inbetween her progressively larger gasps for air and the undeniable allure of exploring new sensations with another man.

I sensed her newly discovered epiphany and paused momentarily as her once gentle finger tips were digging into my back. A wicked smile playing upon my lips. I knew exactly how to tease and taunt her until she couldn't resist any longer.

"Fuck me” She purred seductively, "Don't keep him waiting”.

She swallowed hard, avidly waiting for our bodies to once again merge together and engulf the music, alongside her husbands tender moans in the corner, creating a form of remix to the song;)

Deep down inside, i knew she was aware there was no turning back now. Her sexual appetite pulsed through her veins like an electric current, drowning out any rational thoughts or doubts, and charging me to fulfil both of our dreams.

A raspy voice mumbled, begging us to stop.

Woefully I watched her crawl on all 4’s with a malicious intent towards her husband, kneeling before him, running her fingers lightly along his thigh until they reached their destination - his swelling erection.

"Please," he pleaded softly, his voice filled with a desperate longing.

Her hand clutched his cock as she glanced up at him through her hooded eyes covered by her flowing curly black hair.

Uncertainty etched upon every inch of his face.

The air became crowded by her husband's words lingering.

The weight of his plea settled upon her, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. She couldn't deny the allure of exploring this uncharted territory, but the consequences were both enticing and terrifying.

Her eyes fixed on her husband's erection, throbbing with need before her. It called to her, beckoning her closer with each passing moment. And yet, something inside her hesitated - a whisper of doubt that echoed within her mind

Her fingers wrapped around his hardened shaft, teasing the sensitive tip with gentle strokes. The room was filled with the sounds of his heavy breathing and the anticipation of what was about to unfold. But as she leaned in closer to take him into her mouth, a teasing wave of hesitation washed over once again.

She pulled back, her eyes searching for reassurance.

She took a step back, her breath hitching in her chest. The room seemed to close in around them, the air thick with anticipation and uncertainty.

"This was apart of the deal” she calmly repressed avoiding eye contact as she slowly twisted her neck, locking eyes with me once again.

I smirked knowingly at her reluctance. Despite my guilt in the midst of my fantasy I couldn’t help it. He’s eyes fixed on the rising tension between them. "It’s okay”, he said apprehensively.

She bit down on her lower lip, as she stood up and strutted towards me with a menacing intent. Despite not being aware of their full arrangement, deep down inside, I knew she craved this experience - yearned for it even - but it came with risks she knew she couldn't ignore.

But then something shifted within her- a revelation that was exhilarating for me and terrifying for her husband. This was what she wanted - to push boundaries and explore desires without judgment or shame.

With a surge of determination coursing through her veins, she tactically climbed on top facing her husband. Her hands guiding mine across her body looking for treasure.

I smirked knowingly at her keenness, as her husband stood up creeping slowly to us and beginning to gently caress her cheek as she passionately slurped on his finger.

Eventually after a long period of sensual love, she took a deep breath and let out a shaky sigh as I shot my load inside before leaning backwards.

Her hands trailed down my body.

I could feel the heat radiating from her husband as he watched eagerly, awaiting her touch.

Her fingers found their way back to his throbbing cock, teasing it with light strokes along its length. Each touch sent jolts of pleasure through him; he wanted more than just teasing now.

With a wicked grin I could only image a mischievous grin plastered across her face.

As I made my way to the shower to clean up, and leave her husband to receive the pleasure he had been waiting for. She stumbled inside the shower as our bodies collided like two trains on a collision course. She couldn't deny the overwhelming desire coursing through her veins, lingering desire for more pleasure that whispered in the back of her mind - cautionary words that threatened to entice her to continue without her husbands supervision.

The water cascaded down upon us, washing away any lingering doubts or inhibitions in her.

She found herself surrendering willingly to her

primal urges. Her hands roamed freely over my muscular torso, feeling every ripple, curve beneath my skin.