Married Man Handjob

"stroookkkkkeeee" slowly watching this erection from close by. My hand was softly moving up and down. I could feel the hard yet warm object of my desires. His penis and my senses. I heard evidence of his pleasure as I played. These moments are what life is all about! I moved my face closer so I was inches away from the tip. Watching the softness of the head swell is hypnotic. How long will this last? Not sure at this moment . . .

He must have been in so much pleasure and just wondering where this was going
 
In the last year I have been turned on getting a married man to leave his wife for 15 minutes and giving him a handjob. What started out as simple teasing in a restaurant became a exciting turn on last summer. It started with spotting a man having a nice dinner with his wife, making eye contact and flirting. Once he was hooked, I licked my lips and walked toward the bathroom. In a clumsy way, he did follow me and struck up a conversation. He went back to his wife with a hot memory but it got me excited. I kept this up for a couple of months until I found the perfect married man. Arrogant, pushy, and full of himself. We went to my car and I stroked him to an orgasm in under 10 minutes. When I went back inside, he was eating dinner with his wife and did not even look my way. The perfect man! For the past 6 months I have given handjobs to dozens of married men, some when I was with my husband. Although my husband does not know about my habit, he does get rewarded later when we go to bed. I just had to share.

Holy fucking shit!! That's all I have to say...
 
Hotness

"stroookkkkkeeee" slowly watching this erection from close by. My hand was softly moving up and down. I could feel the hard yet warm object of my desires. His penis and my senses. I heard evidence of his pleasure as I played. These moments are what life is all about! I moved my face closer so I was inches away from the tip. Watching the softness of the head swell is hypnotic. How long will this last? Not sure at this moment . . .


Mmmmm.....Keep going!
 
...I moved my face closer so I was inches away from the tip. Watching the softness of the head swell is hypnotic. How long will this last? Not sure at this moment . . .

I can just imagine you teasing the head until it's hard and shiny, and glowing with the bright color of his hot blood.
 
My friend was so hard and excited. I love watching close but I couldn't resist the desire to kiss the tip. He liked that. I held his cock firm and parted my lips a little and kissed it again. His hands moved to push my head down and put it in my mouth. I wanted to use my hands. Sometimes I feel bad. Maybe the kiss was the wrong thing to do. My face on his tummy I continued to stroke him long and slow, then a little faster. Switching and listening to him moan. I was so excited, that I would screwed the first man I saw. It happens when I get like this, but I am happy to just give him pleasure. He wont last much longer
 
My friend was so hard and excited. I love watching close but I couldn't resist the desire to kiss the tip. He liked that. I held his cock firm and parted my lips a little and kissed it again. His hands moved to push my head down and put it in my mouth. I wanted to use my hands. Sometimes I feel bad. Maybe the kiss was the wrong thing to do. My face on his tummy I continued to stroke him long and slow, then a little faster. Switching and listening to him moan. I was so excited, that I would screwed the first man I saw. It happens when I get like this, but I am happy to just give him pleasure. He wont last much longer

Hope there was a lucky man that walked in on you two lol.... Very hot Melissa, sounds like you are close to your reward.
 
My friend was so hard and excited. I love watching close but I couldn't resist the desire to kiss the tip. He liked that. I held his cock firm and parted my lips a little and kissed it again. His hands moved to push my head down and put it in my mouth. I wanted to use my hands. Sometimes I feel bad. Maybe the kiss was the wrong thing to do. My face on his tummy I continued to stroke him long and slow, then a little faster. Switching and listening to him moan. I was so excited, that I would screwed the first man I saw. It happens when I get like this, but I am happy to just give him pleasure. He wont last much longer
Not sure where you are located but would be a more than willing husband... Hard at my office desk reading through these. Great detail and love the suspense you created. Would love to hear more.
 
I wanted to take a moment to answer some off the questions I see in the posts. Trucky - I did still have my sundress on. I will admit that as I was laying over this man he did take the liberty of lifting my skirt up and touching my ass. I enjoy that touch, patting, squeezing as I am making a man feel good. DZ - no one walked in on us. I hope this doesn't spoil your fantasy, but if I thought we would have been walked in on - I would have stopped. Believe it or not, I am shy. Domson - being hard at your office desk is exciting - but I wonder what you are supposed to be doing while reading these posts (lol). I will post later. Kisses Melissa
 
I wanted to take a moment to answer some off the questions I see in the posts. Trucky - I did still have my sundress on. I will admit that as I was laying over this man he did take the liberty of lifting my skirt up and touching my ass. I enjoy that touch, patting, squeezing as I am making a man feel good. DZ - no one walked in on us. I hope this doesn't spoil your fantasy, but if I thought we would have been walked in on - I would have stopped. Believe it or not, I am shy. Domson - being hard at your office desk is exciting - but I wonder what you are supposed to be doing while reading these posts (lol). I will post later. Kisses Melissa

You paint the sexiest image
 
My friend was so hard and excited. . . . . I held his cock firm and parted my lips a little and kissed it again. . . . My face on his tummy I continued to stroke him long and slow, then a little faster. Switching and listening to him moan. . . . . And then . . . .

I watched the silkiness of his hole just inches from my face. I increased the speed of my strokes. How his cock was pulsating and his breathing increased his pace. I was ready for him. He placed his hand at the base of his cock and I saw his balls shift a little. I worked my hand faster and faster. I could hear him "ohhhh" "ohhhhhhh" and one more firm stroke and his first release left. I barely saw it but I did feel it on my cheek. I held firm and slowly, very slowly brought the next and the next spurt of his cum. I smiled and saw the next bead barely leave him. It left his cock and slid over the head. His cock still so hard, I took a finger and touched the peal of cum and softly rubbed it over the tip. My friend's breathing subsided. I am sure he enjoyed the release but I kept my hand in place for a while longer. I released him and looked once more.

I lifted my head up and looked for a tissue in my bag. I had some of his pleasure on my cheek and I was afraid it may be in my hair. I wiped my face and my friend lifted his shorts up. I looked at him and he was ready for more. He was so sweet but I was finished. I feel bad when a man takes my fetishes as an invitation to screw the night away. We did talk for a few minutes and he understood. I kissed him on the cheek and slipped into the bathroom to make sure I was clean of evidence. What fun!

Melissa
 
My friend was so hard and excited. . . . . I held his cock firm and parted my lips a little and kissed it again. . . . My face on his tummy I continued to stroke him long and slow, then a little faster. Switching and listening to him moan. . . . . And then . . . .

I watched the silkiness of his hole just inches from my face. I increased the speed of my strokes. How his cock was pulsating and his breathing increased his pace. I was ready for him. He placed his hand at the base of his cock and I saw his balls shift a little. I worked my hand faster and faster. I could hear him "ohhhh" "ohhhhhhh" and one more firm stroke and his first release left. I barely saw it but I did feel it on my cheek. I held firm and slowly, very slowly brought the next and the next spurt of his cum. I smiled and saw the next bead barely leave him. It left his cock and slid over the head. His cock still so hard, I took a finger and touched the peal of cum and softly rubbed it over the tip. My friend's breathing subsided. I am sure he enjoyed the release but I kept my hand in place for a while longer. I released him and looked once more.

I lifted my head up and looked for a tissue in my bag. I had some of his pleasure on my cheek and I was afraid it may be in my hair. I wiped my face and my friend lifted his shorts up. I looked at him and he was ready for more. He was so sweet but I was finished. I feel bad when a man takes my fetishes as an invitation to screw the night away. We did talk for a few minutes and he understood. I kissed him on the cheek and slipped into the bathroom to make sure I was clean of evidence. What fun!

Melissa
Very hot! Thank you for sharing Melissa, always enjoy your adventures. Can't blame the guy for wanting more from a sexy lady as well as wanting to provide some pleasure back to you:devil:
 
What an amazing lucky man...I can see why he wanted more. So did your husband get the benefits of your arrousal later?
 
Okay, so I finally did this. The result was a series of extraordinarily unlikely events.

So, my girlfriend left early in the morning. I walked her to her train and hit the bar.

After I was there for about one drink, a married couple sat down near me. So, even though I wasn't prepared I did my best to tease the husband of the couple.

Now, one thing. This was a gorgeous couple. They were both probably in their late 20's, both physically fit. He was clean shaven, had his ears pierced, and nice well styles dirty blonde hair. I expected little would come of this because that seemed unlikely. I wasn't really going to take this anywhere, I was just getting turned on teasing this guy. The wife looked over at me a few times, but I was relatively sure she didn't think much of it.

I was shocked, when she gets up to use the bathroom, and this guy comes over with his business card, and says "Hey, if you want to get together some time" passing it to me. I take it and put it on the table and without thinking I say "Why don't you meet me in the ladies restroom five minutes after your wife gets out?"

He gave me a wry smile and sat back down. This suddenly struck me that this was the real deal. My heart was racing. Last time this happened I didn't start feeling this anticipation and anxiety, it just felt awkward. Now suddenly I feel committed. This is really going to happen.
She returns from the bathroom and sits down.
I get up and go to the bathroom.

I'm in there for a few minutes. I try and adjust in the mirror. I don't know who I'm trying to impress, but I can't really figure out anything else to do.

When the door handle shook I was startled. I realized I had been zoning out for a minute. I unlocked the door and let him in. I said "Hi" sort of tersely. and he whispered "Hello beautiful."
He grabbed my sides, pulled me into him, and started kissing my neck. I reached down to his slacks, and felt his erection (he must have been anticipating this for a minute), as he moved his hands to my breasts.

I unzipped him and he unsnapped my dress (I was wearing a front snap black dress), and fondled my tits while I stroked him. He deftly unclasped my bra and my tits came out.

At this point I had decided actually fucking him was probably not the best idea. I wanted to see if this itself would work. So I squatted down and spit and started giving him a hand job. This lasted a little while with the occasional grab at my tits.

I started to get nervous that this was taking too long (I was extremely turned on but also feeling really nervous). So I put him in my mouth, and sucked him for a minutes. After a tiny bit of that he pulls out of my mouth, squeezes my tits together and starts tit-fucking me.
(There were back and forth whispers this whole time, but I don't really remember what was said)
So he's titfucking me, which I'm perfectly happy with because as far as one sided sex goes it's my preference. In the mean time I'm wet enough that I can feel it soaking my panties, so I bring a hand down there and gently rub from the outside.
So here I am soaking wet, barely touching myself, this gorgeous guy with a gorgeous body is titfucking me, and suddenly he stiffens a little more, and his thrusting pattern changes. He's going to come, I look down and suddenly I can't see very well because my face and glasses are covered in his cum.
OMG, the amount of cum from an average sized cock. It shot out of there with an amazing amount of force and my face is immediately soaked, then my neck, then my tits. The I feel it racing down my stomach, and I pull away and reach for toilet paper and catch it before it can get any further. I think to myself "Has this guy been saving up?"

"That was hot" he says like a teenager.
"Um, yeah" I responded awkwardly. "Thanks" he says. "Sure" I say not really paying attention to him because I'm trying to clean cum off of everything.

He leaves. I spend five minutes wiping cum off my body, once I'm satisfied that I have wiped off all the major spots and cleaned my glasses, I sit down to pee while putting my bra on.

At this point I notice my dress has splotches of cum all over. Now I'm horny and annoyed. I take off the dress, and run some water and try and wipe it off. It's not working super well, but I figure it's enough to make it not super obvious. I redress and go back out. I can't leave for a while, because it's cold outside and I'm wearing wet clothes.

I sit down, and start regretting this. Everything is great, except now I'm uncomfortably horny and stuck here. I can't really go masturbate in the bathroom since I already spend twenty minutes in there.

Suddenly I am taken out of my introspection by the sound of arguing. The attractive couple, the guy whose jizz remains attached to my body and his beautiful wife are arguing.

I'm not really following. Something about money and food. He says "fine", and storms off.

Now I feel guilty. She's clearly sad, and I feel like I'm responsible. Talk about a buzz kill. The waiter comes to her, she orders a salad or something, and then sits there and starts to cry a little.

Now I'm feeling super bad for her. So I go up to her and ask if she's alright. She says something about him being a bastard and starts crying more. Obviously I'm feeling extra guilty now. I sit down next to her and offer her my shoulder to cry in. She accepts and a few minutes later she's talking again.

When she says the fight was over what to order, I am relieved a little and suggest that fights about silly things are usually about a deeper problem. Then she starts talking about their marital problems in general. When I find out that he has refused to fuck her in over a month (and that it hasn't been exactly frequent in over a year) my heart sinks double.

To myself I wonder what could possess a guy to engage in the kind of behavior, but not fuck this completely gorgeous woman.

I continue to play therapist and am warm and nurturing. She is obviously affection starved. We order a couple more drinks, and talk.

About half way through our drinks I notice that her hand has been on my thigh, and is now moving up my thigh.

My mind is blown. This can not actually be happening. I try and figure out what to do, but while I'm trying to figure it out we kiss. It's one of those kisses where time slows for a moment, and just sort of hangs there. No sound around, no one else.

I then realize were engaging in a lesbian kiss in public, and that's not exactly the safest thing to be doing. I pull away
"Um, what are you doing now?" I ask.
"Nothing I guess..." she replies.
"Do you want to come back to my place and clean yourself up?"

We walk to my apartment.
When we get inside we immediately start making out, and it's great. I find myself so turned on it is painful, so when she finally touches me I cum very quickly. We make love for the following hour, we are completely satisfied.
Her phone rings. It's her husband.
"I have to go" she says after hanging up. She leaves. I'm exhausted and satisfied. I'm also blown away by the impossibility of what just happened. I shower and reflect.

I'm glad that happened. I figure this is going to bring them closer together or rip them apart. Certainly whatever is happening right now in their relationship isn't working. However I don't think I'll be playing that game again. Part of the appeal of it is it allowed anonymous sex to be safer. The wife in the other room was a trump card I could play to keep myself safe. What I realize, is that it indeed is not really fair to the third party that doesn't know what's happening. It's also just too damn hard. The OP seems to have a lot of success with it. One out of Three is not really great, and none of them came without cost.
Changed my mind ..that is the hottest thing ever!
 
My friend was so hard and excited. . . . . I held his cock firm and parted my lips a little and kissed it again. . . . My face on his tummy I continued to stroke him long and slow, then a little faster. Switching and listening to him moan. . . . . And then . . . .

I watched the silkiness of his hole just inches from my face. I increased the speed of my strokes. How his cock was pulsating and his breathing increased his pace. I was ready for him. He placed his hand at the base of his cock and I saw his balls shift a little. I worked my hand faster and faster. I could hear him "ohhhh" "ohhhhhhh" and one more firm stroke and his first release left. I barely saw it but I did feel it on my cheek. I held firm and slowly, very slowly brought the next and the next spurt of his cum. I smiled and saw the next bead barely leave him. It left his cock and slid over the head. His cock still so hard, I took a finger and touched the peal of cum and softly rubbed it over the tip. My friend's breathing subsided. I am sure he enjoyed the release but I kept my hand in place for a while longer. I released him and looked once more.

I lifted my head up and looked for a tissue in my bag. I had some of his pleasure on my cheek and I was afraid it may be in my hair. I wiped my face and my friend lifted his shorts up. I looked at him and he was ready for more. He was so sweet but I was finished. I feel bad when a man takes my fetishes as an invitation to screw the night away. We did talk for a few minutes and he understood. I kissed him on the cheek and slipped into the bathroom to make sure I was clean of evidence. What fun!

Melissa

Yes, Yes, Yes! I wish we were at the same party! I love sundresses! When in place they do cover the body but they are so easy to shift to the side or up and many women only wear panties underneath. Others nothing. That alone gets me going. It is usually pretty easy to tell if there is anything on underneath. I especially like more full skirts and then if there is a little breeze...........
 
You played him like a violin Melissa. You are quite the master at getting men to respond to your touch.
 
They are all true. I do change names. I also change the venue depending on how recent it may have been. I know the chances are small but I am a married woman and I do not want to have any men figure out who I am. oh my - the writing gives me pleasure, but nothing like the memories. Enjoy

Kisses Melissa
 
They are all true. I do change names. I also change the venue depending on how recent it may have been. I know the chances are small but I am a married woman and I do not want to have any men figure out who I am. oh my - the writing gives me pleasure, but nothing like the memories. Enjoy

Kisses Melissa

I truly do enjoy your adventures.
 
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