My Forbidden Affair: An Unholy Alliance

Going back a year or two, my relationship with my wife was coming to an end and I had fallen into the stereotypical trap of ending up in bed with one of the girls that worked for me after the office Christmas party. Her name was Bernice and I have commented on how sexually alive she made me feel in another story that I've posted.

So, that first night didn't go too well given that I was a bit too drunk but the memory of her with her legs wide apart on her sofa, imploring me to fuck her, while I rubbed my cock over her sopping fanny prompted an affair that was soon consummated fully.

A few months prior to the Christmas party, the e-mails that I'd been exchanging, quite innocently (honest), with an ex-girlfriend had started to become a little more suggestive. I remember the one that started this off being along the lines of,

MARTINA: I was listening to Janes Addiction earlier and it reminded me of college, doc martins, baby doll dresses, screaming orgasms and making out with you.........x

Well, this instigated an exchange of e-mails that progressively wound up the level of implied sexual invitation from subtle to the completely blatant. Each other, describing in detail what we would do to each other if it wasn't for the distance between us. I was in Bristol and Martina was in London - not that far but too far to casually drop by without some prior planning. And anyway, I was married and we both knew that this was just a game..............

Martina is a couple of years younger than me and originates from Germany. I met her through my friends girlfriend when I was about 19. I fancied her so much when I first met her that I was probably a bit of a stammering idiot. She is tall, dark haired with a bit of a goth look which really does it for me. She has the most amazing dark eyes that when fluttered will get just about any man (or woman) to do whatever she commands. And her mouth.........oh her mouth just pouts sex! When she first visited the UK for a summer we flirted but nothing came of it. She went back to Germany and sent me a picture with a letter detailing how much she liked oral sex. I spent the next ten months wanking over that photo imagining that hot, sultry mouth wrapped around my cock. The following summer eventually came along and my fantasies were realised. This is a girl that genuinely loves sucking cock! And I loved going down on her. Her pussy made juice that reeked of sex as soon as she became turned on. Not just your usual musky scent but a powerful tang that’s really difficult to get rid of. I remember taking her back to her flat and going down on her before going back to a party. The looks I got from the girls were priceless. It was like they all knew!

I’m getting a little off topic. This is difficult. There are so many hot stories that I could tell you about Martina – when she wanked me off in a hotel jacuzzi with groups of people just a few metres away. Or when she sucked me off with my best mate supposedly asleep on the couch next to us. But the one I’m going to share is a bit more recent.

I mentioned earlier that I had split from my wife and was seeing a girl from work. This was fun but it was difficult not having anyone to talk to about it. I’d talked about Bernice in the e-mails that I’d been sending Martina. She said she understood and that if I ever needed to talk properly she was always there for me. A few weeks passed and I happened to be going up to London to meet up with some old Uni mates and so I e-mailed Martina to see if she might be free. Sure, was the reply and she went on to offer a bed at her place as her flat mate was going to be out for the weekend. I arranged to meet her in a bar on the Friday night.

I realise that I was being naive, but I hadn’t made any assumptions about what might happen. When I turned up and saw her sitting waiting for me in a very short skirt looking super hot it was pretty clear what she had planned. We had a few cocktails and it wasn’t long before I was running my hand up the inside of her thigh. We had a few more drinks and got pretty drunk before making our way back to her flat. My memory of that night is a little fuzzy. One moment we were on the sofa tugging at each others clothes, the next I was lying naked on her bed watching the entire length of my thick, uncut 7.5 inch cock slide in and out of her pouting mouth. She let it drop out, and with a moist plop it landed, twitching on my stomach. She climbed on top and I slipped easily into her and we fucked until we slept.

The next morning I was super horny and tried to get my fingers into her pussy. She shrugged me off then grabbed hold of my erection and jerked me harder than anyone ever has before. I came very quickly. She got up and went to shower and told me to be gone before she came out. I left in a kind of daze. Partly hungover, partly confused but mainly feeling drunk on the rush of that intense hand job.

A few days passed then she e-mailed. Apparently she had kicked me out because her flat mate had been in the whole time – she had heard him get up and go to the loo in the middle of the night. I had only met him once before. He was a bit weird and clearly didn’t like me. No doubt, jealous that I was getting to stick my cock in Martina while he had to listen through the wall. We hadn’t exactly been quiet! I said I understood. In truth, we’d had such great sex that I didn’t really care. I kind of like the idea of him jerking is cock while listening to me make his sexy flat mate cum all over mine.

The e-mail exchange with Martina continued and soon we arranged to meet up again. This time at a trashy motel just off the motorway half way between London and Bristol. The kind of place that you stay if you’re away on business and you have to, rather than out of choice. I left work at lunchtime and got there at about 2pm. Martina was due to arrive at around 3.
The room was pretty basic but was clean. I removed my clothes and pulled at my flaccid cock, encouraging it to hang free. I admired myself in the mirror for a moment. Not too bad, 6 foot tall, dark hair, with a toned body and a decent sized cock developing into a semi as I thought what was in store later.

I took a shower then slipped into the bed. There’s always something strangely sexy about getting into a cool strange bed. Particularly in the middle of the afternoon. My cock stirred and I started to pull at it. Feeling it stiffen as i pulled my foreskin back and forth. I was soon fully erect and my cock head was glistening with pre-cum. It took all my will power to stop myself from going all the way. I wanted to save all that cum for Martina!

A few minutes later my phone buzzed. It was a text from Martina saying that she was in the car park and was struggling to find the room. I gave her directions and got out of bed. My cock was bouncing in front of me and I debated whether I should answer the door wearing a towel or fully naked. The fully naked idea appealed but I wrapped the towel around when I heard the knock at the door. My heart was pounding with anticipation as I opened it and saw Martina standing there. Black PVC goth boots, over the knee, black stockings, a very short black and grey check pleated skirt, a black see through blouse with a black bra thinly hidden underneath. On top of that she wore a dark grey fake-fur trimmed over coat. Her nails were painted to match her dark red lips which were pouting out underneath her long dark brown hair. She looked fucking hot.
She entered the room and we were kissing as soon as the door had shut. My towel fell away as I pulled at her coat. We’d barely even said hello and I was standing naked and fully erect in front of this goddess who had clearly come to get fucked.

We stumbled over to the bed and I pushed her backwards and straddled her as she lay down. She eyed my erection and gave me naughty smile. I started to unbutton her blouse exposing the pale skin of her flat stomach. I placed gentle kisses from just above the waist band of her skirt and worked my way back up to her bra. Once there I pulled at the cups and both breasts spilled free. Moving my face in closer, I took each small dark nipple into my mouth, sucking until they were hard. Martina’s breathing quickened and I made my way back down the bed and knelt on the floor. Her legs were draped over

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