Backyard Affair

My husband plays the latest football games with his buddies every Sunday. I went over to my girlfriend’s house to decompress and get away but was greeted by her son Dale. His mom was to be back in a few minutes. He’s a handsome tall young athlete with a very charming personality at a local state school. He invited me in and sat me down on their couch after complementing my open top. My husband calls, I tell him I’m okay I’m just going to spend a good time before heading back. I catch Dale staring down at my tits with a giant hard on. I hang up, without any thought, Dale whips out his cock and rams it in my mouth. I became instantly wet, surrendered to his huge cock and thrusting. I lose breath, he is crushing my throat with his hips. My head shoved violently into the couch. He pulls my top down, plays with my tits, runs his cock in between them. Then shoves his hands in between my thighs to finger me. He orders me around, I submit to every request. A little bit above half an hour goes by, my face is a mess. There are snot bubbles out my nose. He wants to finish, his huge wet balls slap my chin. We hear the garage door open. Dale tenses up and shoots his load down my throat. I could feel his balls lift up and down my chin, his semen hit my throat. He jumps off, kisses me, brings me a wet towel with a small mirror. I couldn’t tidy up fast enough, I collected myself. Dale must have went back to his room, his mom greets me asking why I had been crying. Oh boi, the story I made up was a mess. I don’t remember our conversation at all post greeting. I excused myself after a few minutes. When I got home I showered, no one noticed me walk in. That night I was so wet, my husband must have thought it was him arousing me.