Happily married but with a boring husband, I had found my pleasure outside the marital home for some time now. I made a promise to myself that it was ‘girls only.’ My logic was, if there was no cock involved, it wasn’t really cheating, right? My office ensured a steady stream of young, eager women to corrupt, and that had gone well for nearly two years. Then I met Ellie! She was as young and sweet as any that had come before. In fact, I almost backed out when I considered the consequences of being caught with her. My pussy won though. We started in the pub and she was surprisingly up for it very early on. Her flat was next, and things got very hot, very quickly. Then, when I finally got my hand in her knickers, I found myself holding something very unexpected. Ellie had a cock!
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Extract:
I followed her to the kitchen and she poured another two glasses of Chardonnay.
“I’m just nipping to the loo. There’s another one just before the front door on the left, if you need to get comfortable?”
I did and went for a quick pee. The loo was odd though; well decorated with pieces of exotic art. As I sat, I looked up and found myself looking at a small painting on the back of the door. It was a stylised erotic piece that portrayed a female, God like creature, with tits bigger than mine, mounting a scantily dressed maiden. I squinted hard at the image as I tinkled and saw to my complete surprise that the icon had a very obvious cock jutting from its groin and was very definitely fucking her with it. Odd! I guessed they called them hermaphrodites and it was clearly supposed to be a God or something.
I finished my business and went back to the kitchen. Ellie hadn’t yet returned, so I leant on the counter and sipped my wine.
“Sorry to keep you waiting, lovely,” she said on finally reappearing. Ellie had shed the tights and I could now see her lovely toned legs under the skirt. I couldn’t help wondering if her underwear had gone the same way. “Now, where did we get to?” She smiled that cheeky grin and closed the gap between us to stroke my cheek.
