Helping my Neighbor’s Wife (Ep. VI)

Helping my Neighbor’s Wife (Ep. VI)

The next hour passed in a confusing blur. One moment I was basking in the euphoric afterglow of the most incredible sexual encounter I had ever experienced, enjoying the fleeting feel of Chioma lying at my side, nuzzling into my chest, the next, I was under the jets of the shower in the bedroom’s en-suite bathroom, contemplating what had just happened. My cock was still semi-hard as the water washed over me, my body alive with the excitement of sex with a new person. God, the feel of being inside her had been beyond imagination, her cunt receiving me and pulling me into her with adulterous abandon. The experience of awakening her passion, capturing her lust with my cock, the meeting of our sex, the whole encounter had been mind-blowing. Even thinking about it made me want to stride back into the room, bend her over the bed, and fuck her until she screamed for mercy. Yet even as I stood there under the shower, I felt the first hints of the guilt which was due to assault me in full force …