Wife sucks strangers: Rosa’s Rendezvous

Rosa’s heart pounded in her chest. She pressed herself against the cold alleyway wall. Green eyes scanned the narrow passage. She began to wonder if the man would really come. Her chest stung the more she thought about it. She should have been at home with her kids and husband. Instead, she was here at a seedy bar, soliciting some man she didn't even know the name of. 

“What am I doing?” She muttered to herself as she bit the tip of her thumb till it hurt. The guilt was already twisting in her gut. “I'm an idiot,” she sighed to herself. The man didn't seem to be coming and Rosa was getting cold feet. 

Hissing sharply, she pushed off the wall and began to make for the parking lot. Cursing her hair-brained idea, she wondered how something so lewd and risqué could come to mind in the first place. Maybe it was because she was touch starved. Michael was a wonderful husband, but his libido left much to be desired. He gave her plenty of love and intimacy, but what Rosa wanted was sex. Rough and dirty sex.

 Though every time she tried to tell Michael that, he always seemed so shocked and appalled. Her needs had gone unmet. She wanted something hot and raw. Still, despite her desire, she didn't know how to go about fulfilling her carnal needs. For weeks now she had been telling her husband that she needed to work late, then would head straight to an unknown bar where her husband would never run into her. 

After frequently coming for after work drinks, she took notice of one of the bar’s regulars. An enigmatic man who always sat in the back smoking a cigar and drinking his usual whiskey. People at the bar respected him, and Rosa admitted that cool, mysterious, authoritative air attracted her immediately. It also didn't hurt that he was quite the looker. 

Her husband was also handsome, but not in the rugged way this stranger was. A chiseled jaw, thick head of smooth jet-black hair, stormy gray eyes, kissable lips and a barreled chest. She could hardly stop her heart from fluttering whenever she saw him enter. After many evenings of mustering up the courage, she finally came up with the idea to discreetly proposition him. 

Jotting down “meet me in the alley for a chat” onto a napkin, she ordered his usual whiskey and brought it over to him just as he sat down at his usual table. He stared at Rosa, somewhat confused. 

“Where's Betty?” He asked. 

“Oh, I'm not a waitress, handsome.” Heat rose to her cheeks with her awkward flirtation. 

The stranger quirked an eyebrow, but smiled as he scanned her. “Thanks, beautiful.” 

Before he could get another word, and Rosa scampered away, flushed from head to toe like a shy schoolgirl. 

“He must have thought I was weird,” Rosa huffed at her rusty flirting skills. She had even changed into her sexiest dress after work. 

The low cut of the silky sky-blue dress showed off her plentiful bosom and soft mocha skin. Her hair had been freshly curled and styled, leaving her chestnut tresses flowing in long, loose ringlets. She felt ashamed for spending so much time prettying up only to have to strip it all off and head home unfulfilled. Her stilettos were starting to hurt her feet anyway. 

Just as she reached the end of the alley, a deep, masculine voice called out. “Hey gorgeous, heading home so soon?” 

Rosa froze, then turned, locking eyes with the sexy stranger. “Oh—I,” she began, but swallowed her words as the stranger approached her. She backed into the brick wall again, flustered. “I didn't think you'd come,” she managed to say. 

“Just being discreet, I figured you wanted a private conversation.” His handsomely wicked smile and piercing eyes hypnotized Rosa. 

“Hopefully more than just a conversation.” The words fell from Rosa's mouth before she realized it.

Surprised at the lust in her own voice, she watched the stranger's face for a reaction. A husky chuckle left his broad chest. “Hmm. Is that so?” Licking his generous lips, he stepped back from looming over her. 

His robust fingers went to the to the buckle of his belt and began undoing it. All the while, his cloudy gray eyes remained on Rosa's face, searching her expression for any signs of rejection, disapproval, or fear. Yet, Rosa’s eyes were full of lust, watching him in deep fascination as he pulled his jeans down slightly. 

Her mouth grew wet, and her loins burned as he grabbed at his underwear, pulling something long and thick from its folds. Unable to hold back anymore, Rosa's hungry hands shot forward, helping the stranger unsheathe his cock from his pants. As it unfurled from his boxers, Rosa was left breathless. His healthy cock was girthy and bigger than her husband’s. 

The butterflies in her stomach migrated into her panties as she thought about how amazing he'd feel inside of her. Hungry to taste his meaty cock, Rosa crouched down and licked the crown of his dick. A rush of adrenaline and pleasure swept through her as a stranger leaned his head back and moaned. She was intoxicated by his manly scent and tangy, brackish flavor. She savored every part of his cock, licking it all over from tip to base, even going as far as licking his clammy ball sack. 

She loved the way his hot erection laid heavily across her face as she kissed his scrotum, her red lipstick, stained the stranger’s genitals, leaving smears across his sack and along the length. As she swept her tongue broadly under his shaft, the stranger growled lustfully and began tangling his fingers into Rosa’s, soft hair compelling her to suck him. Her teasing drove him wild with want. Impatiently, he grasped his shaft, aiming the head of his cock at her lips. 

Rosa hummed and grew wetter at his domineering demeanor. She gave in wantonly, opening her mouth wide for him. Pleased at her submission, the stranger slid as much as he could into Rosa's mouth, till her lips and jaw ached at the man's girth. She could barely breathe as the thick mushroom tip was fed down her throat. 

Drool pulled and ran over her lips as she salivated at the sensation of his plump cock squeezing into her throat. Fighting back the urge to gag, she pushed her breathing through her nose and laid her tongue broad flat against the floor of her mouth until the tip stuck out. The stranger groaned and huffed deeply at the cushion of her tongue under his length. The end of his member was tightly cradled in her throat. 

Her body naturally twitched and lurched, attempting to expel the invading member. However, he held Rosa still. His hands still coiled in her hair and around the back of her head. Mercifully, he stood still, allowing her to adjust to his size. Then, as her squirming settled, he began to rock his hips. 

Rosa went weak in the knees as she felt him dip deeper into her esophagus before dragging his cock out in a languid motion that left her toes curling in salacious delight. A small grunt emitted from Rosa each time he bucked into her throat. Her chin became messy with threads of spittle. Her lipstick completely wiped away, save for some smears around her painfully stretched lips. Most of it had been transferred to the stranger's cock. Striping it erotically with imprints of her lips. 

Despite being at her limit, Rosa pursed her lips around the girth of his dick intensifying the sweet friction with added suction. Her lip stains became achievements as she urged herself to swallow back more and more of him, pushing the red marks further towards the hilt of his healthy cock. With each suppressed retch or gag, Rosa's eyes watered. Soon enough, the gathered tears escaped her lashes, streaking her cheeks with lines of dark mascara. 

Rosa's eyes rolled in her head as she began leaning into his strokes, pushing herself to her limits. His hanging scrotum began to crash into her chin, tickling at her delightfully with its fuzzy warmth. The ache in her jaw and urge to gag died away completely. Rosa grew more fervent, sucking his cock with gusto as the stranger’s pace harshened, pumping into her throat more rapidly and roughly. 

His passionate hunger and firm direction swept Rosa away. This was what she wanted. Pure, unbridled, filthy sex. Her heart threatened to pound through her chest. The quickened pulse raced into her loins, making her pussy pulse powerfully. Her panties were soaked. Her mind went blank as she focused on nothing other than swallowing the stranger’s delicious load. 

Just as the thought washed over her, the stranger let out a deep, husky growl. Then his cock shuddered and quivered down her throat. He stuffed her face into his warm pelvis, then came hard, forcing his cum directly into her stomach. Rosa’s sopping pussy puckered desperate for attention as the tall, handsome male dumped his entire load down her throat. He slid his dick from her mouth with a satisfied sigh, “Thanks beautiful….”