by: AmeryMarie

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A/N: Happy Birthday, Cass!!!! Mwah! I hope you enjoy this. It's the smuttiest, filthiest lemon I have ever written. I feel like it should come with a warning and it is most definitely intended for mature audiences only. I also feel like I need to include a disclaimer that I wrote some of the acts that are performed in this story, blind, i.e. I have not done them. Just sayin'. Anyway, enjoy and I hope the next year makes all of your wildest dreams come true.

A Cup of Sugar

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I heard the car back out of the driveway, pause and then rev up as it accelerated and drove off down the road.

I waited what felt like a lifetime, but was actually only two minutes and then ran through my house, out the back door and through the gate connecting our yards. I let myself in through the back door, which was unlocked for me as usual, and went straight in to the downstairs guestroom where he was waiting for me already naked. I was prepared too. My robe hit the floor as soon as I stepped inside the room.

I launched myself at him, landing between his outstretched legs, and grasped his dick in my hand. I slurped his entire length into my mouth, massaging it with my tongue as I lightly sucked on it. As his shaft hardened and swelled in my mouth, I began to release him bit by bit, so that by the time it stood at its full length, only the tip remained in my mouth. My tongue traced along the underside of the ridge—round and round and round—until finally, I reached the center-point of the underside and stopped.

Sucking firmly, I released him with an audible pop, dragging the tip of my tongue up the head of his cock to the drop of pre-cum that I knew would be waiting for me at tip. I met his now glazed eyes for the first time since entering his room and my pussy shivered at the look in them—promises of what was to come. I could hardly wait, but first… With a lascivious smile I wrapped one hand around the base of his fully alert cock and held it still as I dragged my tongue sloooowly from the base to the tip, licking his entire circumference like a Popsicle.

It didn't take long until he was moaning, muttering incoherent things and begging for more. I knew his wife didn't do this to him. They had good sex, he had never complained about it, but he would never think about doing this with the love of his life. He made love to her, but he fucked me.

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By the time I finished licking the full 360 degrees of his dick, he was thrusting his hips trying to bury himself in my mouth.

"Ah, ah, ahhhh! Easy there, Tonto," I chided him. "Patience is a virtue and only the virtuous will be rewarded," I added, spouting off one of my overly devout mother's oft repeated proverbs, and delighting in the fact that my mother would be appalled by it. I was such a naughty girl.

Deciding to put the poor boy out of his misery only to expedite me being put out of my misery, I sunk my lips down on him, taking him as deep in my mouth as I could without choking and wrapping my hand around the rest of him. I loved to suck cock and his—long and hard, nearly as round as my wrist and just perfect—was a real treat. The first time I took him in my mouth, I was shocked to find that I could barely fit my lips around his girth. I remember thinking about how good he would feel when he stretched my other lips… and I wasn't wrong. It was fucking bliss.

Just thinking about it had me practically dripping and I couldn't help spreading my knees apart and burying my free hand between my legs to work myself over while I continued to suck his cock. The man had exceptional stamina, but he was no match for my superior oral skills. I brought both of us to the edge several times before I finally pulled my mouth off of his dick. We were running out of time, and as much as both of us wanted me to continue sucking him all day long—something we had done in the past—we knew we were running out of time. My husband would be home soon.

I raised my torso up so that I was kneeling between his legs with my knees spread wide to let him watch. I had three of my fingers bunched up and was pounding them in and out of my dripping snatch. His eyes burned with lust causing my pussy to clench and grow even slicker. God, he turned me on so fucking much. If my husband looked at me like that, I wouldn't be at the neighbors, in bed with my best friend's husband right now. His loss I suppose.

"Oh, fuck, baby! That's so fucking hot watching you fuck yourself. Yeah! Can you give yourself more? Hmmm?" He asked.

Oh, he wanted it dirty today and I could deliver it. I nodded and added my pinkie to the bunch. Fuck, it felt soooooo good.

"Is that all you got, baby? Is that all you can do?" He goaded.

He wanted it really, really dirty today. Fine. I didn't do it very often, in fact I had never done it before we started fucking around, but I was feeling every bit as randy and dirty as he was, so I complied. Fully lubed by my own hot juices, I spread my bunched up fingers, stretching myself open, slipping my thumb and then my whole hand inside until I was buried up to wrist, fisting myself. It felt so fucking good. Not nearly as good as it would feel when I had his cock crammed in there, but good.

It was almost too tight for me to even move my hand, but I was wet enough that I was able to and I started slowly pumping my hand in and out of my pussy, making sure to angle my fingers just right so that I hit all of those magical spots inside of me. I closed my eyes for a moment and opened them to the sight of him pumping himself at the same pace as me. So, so hot!

Lowering my hips as I thrust up with my hand, and withdrawing as I lifted my hips, I quickly increased my pace. I was so fucking close to blowing and looking at him fucking his hand was doing nothing to keep my orgasm at bay. I shut my eyes to concentrate, only looking again after I heard him growl. When opened my eyes, I saw that he was sitting up, leaning towards me. He pulled his hand off of his leaky cock with some effort, and then reached forward to grab my arm. He waited until I lifted my hips up, and then he pulled my hand out of my pussy and began feverishly licking my juices off of it.

"Oh, God! Just fuck me now, please!"

He groaned and in between licks, managed to get out, "Yeah… you want me to… to fuck you now? Gonna fuck you… so hard, baby. Yeah… fuck you so hard… your teeth… are gonna… rattle."

With that, he released my arm, pulled me forward and slammed me down onto his cock hard, thrusting up as he did. My pussy instantly began clenching and releasing as I came hard around him. Edward stayed still, buried balls deep in my wet heat, gritting his teeth against his own orgasm. As mine abated, he regained control, laid back and started thrusting in and out of me roughly just the way I liked it.

"You like that baby? Yeah? Am I fucking you good enough? You like it rough don't you? You like it hard and rough. Yeah, you do, you little slut."

I couldn't even answer him, I was so out of my fucking mind with pleasure. I just moaned and groaned unintelligibly, and grunted loudly each time he rammed himself inside me. Goddamn, he was good.

He smacked my ass hard and said, "Answer me, now!"

Knowing what he wanted to hear, I panted, "N-need m-more!"

"You need more? I'll give you more, you dirty slut." He flopped us over so that he was standing beside the tall bed, bending his knees slightly to align his hips with mine. He pulled my legs up over his shoulders and began to pound into me furiously, but it still wasn't enough.

I bent my knees and braced my feet against his chest, giving myself some leverage to push back against him and increase the force that he entered me with. He countered by leaning over me and grunting loudly as he increased his speed and force even more. Fuck! I was so close, it wouldn't be long now. Sure enough, my pussy started to clench down on him seconds later and waves of ecstasy began to wash over me. Two more hard, savage thrusts and I was screaming out as I came all over his hard driving cock. He never stopped thrusting, fucking me good all the way through my orgasm, drawing it out for me.

Just as my release started to slow down, I felt his thrusts become erratic. He pumped a couple more times and then buried himself inside me as he exploded into my pussy. His hot spurts hit my cervix, drawing another mini climax out of me, before he collapsed on top of me. He laid there briefly, pressing my knees to my chest as we attempted to catch our breath, and then he rolled off of me and sprawled across the bed beside me on his back.

As soon as my breathing evened out some, I got up, grabbed the damp towel that he had laying across the top of the dresser for me and used it to clean myself up. I picked up my robe from the floor, and as I tied my belt back around my waist preparing to leave, he walked up and gave me an affectionate peck on my temple.

"Same time tomorrow, Rose?"

"Of course, Edward, and maybe tomorrow you can shove that big cock of yours up my ass. Don't forget the lube, baby."

He growled and swatted my ass as I skipped out of the room and out the back door. Back at my house, I was just slipping into the shower when I heard my hubby call out, "Rose? Baby, you here?"

Seconds later he entered the bathroom. "Rose, you lazy git, you just getting up and showering for the day?" He asked with a chuckle. I didn't answer, just waited a moment to see if he was going to ask to join me, hoping for a double header. Today was my lucky day. I heard his zipper go down as he asked in a husky voice, "Mind if I join you, babe."

"Not at all, Em."

He hopped in and fucked me slowly against the wall. It was sweet and I came, but not like I did when Edward fucked me… and that's why I cheat.

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