Private Letter

I let myself down onto her, looked the clock and realized we had been fucking for almost an
hour and rested atop her for a moment, after which I pulled out of her and rolled over onto the
sheets.

We caught our breath as I looked at her and saw perspiration from our combined efforts
on her body. Nancy got up on her hands and knees and started working me over with her
tongue and lips, from my face to my neck, down my chest to my abs. She continued down
my body and ran her tongue down the shaft of my cock, and licked and sucked our combined
juices from my balls before running her tongue back up my shaft when she sucked the head
into her mouth and ran her tongue all around it. She continued to suck me, when she straddled
my head and spread my legs with her hands. I could feel her breasts brushing
my body as I looked up and saw her slightly open and very wet pussy above me. When she
deep-throated and lustfully sucked my dick, I reached up, grabbed her ass, and pulled it
down to me. As she lowered her hips down to me I stuck my tongue out and ran it up and down
her crack. She moaned and ground herself into my face, and and I pulled her back a bit so that
I could take her hooded clitoris into my mouth and sucked it in, as I drank from her.

She released my cock from her mouth and lifted herself up on her arms and her ass trembled in
reaction to my sucking her clit. She was torn between her body's instinct to convulse with not
wanting to move her hips thereby interrupting the sucking of her pussy. Instead she pushed down
harder trying to get my mouth to suck more of her wet cunt, which I tried to do as I sucked her
inner lips. The trembling amplified into shaking when my tongue circled her love button and I was
gratified by the sudden flow of juices into my mouth as she came, grinding her pussy into my face.

Nancy lifted herself, flipped back around, and kissed me desperately, sucking her cum out of my
mouth, feeding on it. I could feel her wet pussy just below my stomach, wet and hot. My cock
was hard, and when I flexed it to lift off my body she felt it against her opening and took it inside
her until she bottomed out. It became almost a replay of the first time downstairs in the den,
except I was now flat on my back. She lifted herself and started to thrust her hips up and down,
grinding our sexes and bodies together, her inner muscles flexing to grab and stroke my shaft
as she moved. She drifted from orgasm to orgasm as if controlled solely by lust and instinct, her
mouth hanging opened as she panted. I reached up and cupped her breasts and pinched her
nipples, causing them to harden as she came again. Eventually, I could feel another orgasm
building. It was a real turn-on to see such a shameless display of pure animal lust take over this
otherwise demur and quiet woman. I came again, though I don't think I pumped much into her,
as this was my fourth or fifth time that night.

She stayed on top of me, hugged me close, saw my alarm clock, noted that it was 4:00AM, and
apparently she had been out a lot longer than planned. Since our clothes had been clawed off,
we'd maybe said 5 words to each other, but this time she said "shit - I"m way late - I've got to go.
She got up, released my cock from her pussy, quickly put herself together, and pulled her clothes
on, while I stepped into a set of sweats.

We hustled downstairs and I showed her out. She kissed me quickly and said we'd be in touch
soon. I was exhausted and dehydrated, so I grabbed a large glass of water and headed back
up to my room so go to sleep. I drank most of the water, shut off the light and passed out.

The next day, I was working on a program on the school computer when I got an email from Nancy.
I opened it up and all it said was "we need to talk…". I was fine with that, and it seemed like we
should clear the air. In a sense I felt that I'd been taken advantage of, as she knew I wasn't seeing
anyone and hadn't for some time. But I also realized that I was just as culpable, as I let it happen.

She sent me another note asking if she could come over, and as we didn't have a class until later
that day I replied that that was fine. Nancy replied that she'd be over in an hour.

I continued my school work until I heard her car enter the driveway, and went downstairs to let her
in. She was wearing another set of jeans, a t-shirt, and looked tired (no surprise). When I opened
the door for her she looked at me, gave me a little smile, came in, and said lets talk privately. I told
her no one but me was home, my mom was off visiting her brother in Oregon, and we could talk
anywhere she felt comfortable.

So she took me by the hand into the den where we sat on the same sofa we had used the night
before, and started talking.

It important to now note, that while we had been getting acquainted at school, we had had a number of
long conversations on a personal level, and I'd told her a fair amount about my recently dumped
girlfriend. Nancy eventually told me about her husband who was away a good deal and for sometimes
weeks at a time. Once when she was telling me about him being gone for almost 3 weeks at that
point I'd mentioned "gee - you must've been damn near ready to attack him when he came in the
door".

Now she mentioned that statement I'd made, and said she'd almost blurted out I couldn't be more
wrong at the time, but had managed to contain herself. Apparently, her husband simply didn't have any
serious interest in sex, and when he did it simply wasn't satisfying because he didn't last more than a
few minutes. To keep her mind elsewhere she'd decided to finish her degree, and otherwise spent
her time exercising (it showed) which helped for a while - as did satisfying herself - for a while. She'd
thought I was cute when she first met me, but became increasingly attracted to me as we'd gotten
to know one another. She continued by telling me that through our conversations she was aware that
I probably hadn't been laid in a while, figured her chances were pretty good, and knew from our
discussions that I hadn't been looking for a steady girlfriend.

Nancy told me she knew I'd never approach her and that if she wanted me she'd have to take matters
into her own hands. And despite her husband having just returned from one of his trips she was
so frustrated by his lack of sexual interest she accepted the invitation to the concert anyway. That
was when she found the opportunity to drag me into the crowd where our friends were unlikely to
see us, and even if they did there wouldn't be any surprise so see us crammed together in the crowd.
She took that opportunity to drop the hint, by hanging onto my hand, and wrapping it around her and
pushing her ass into me when I had nowhere to go. She was elated when she felt my hardening cock
in her ass, and that I didn't take my hand away from her. Her hormones had taken over her senses, but
returned for a short time when we got to my house - but then left. Once she felt he heat of our bodies
when we hugged she could feel her pussy getting wet, and then nothing mattered anymore.

Now she' been satisfied for the first time in years, and she was ready (if I was) for more.

I had (after having a fairly cold former girlfriend) just been dragged into bed by a woman built for
sex, who had married a guy that simply wan't interested. I told her I wasn't certain if this thing between
us should continue, and excused myself to head for the bathroom. When I came back she was no
longer on the sofa in the den. I looked outside, and her car was still there, so I looked over the
downstairs of the house, and went upstairs to the office, and she wasn't there either. So I called out
her name, and she answered that she was upstairs in my room. I climbed the stairs, and when
I turned the corner into my room I saw her on my bed, on the edge of it nearest the door to my room,
on her knees and upright facing me with her legs spread, naked. She was looking at me with heat
in her eyes, and was slowly stroking her pussy.

She said "come here" in a husky, smokey, and beckoning voice. I walked over to the bed and stood
in front of her. She took her finger out of her pussy and stuck it in my mouth so I would taste her.
Nancy knelt down and undid the clasp on my pants, undid my fly, pulled my pants down, and sucked
my cock into her mouth. The pleasure almost caused my legs to collapse underneath me, and my
cock quickly hardened. As soon as it was at full stiffness, she turned around and with her ass facing
me and legs spread wide, put her elbows on the bed with her ass in the air.

I saw the open lips of her already wet pussy and pushed my stiff manhood into her. She gasped as I
plunged into her and bottomed out, feeling her muscles gripping and massaging my shaft. As I stood
there embedded in her, her body started to slowly gyrate and move back and forth as I felt her juices
wetting my balls. I traced her body with my hands, reaching underneath to cups her breasts and pinch
her nipples as we starting moving together, and watched as my cock slid in and out of her pussy with
the wetness of my shaft shining up to me.

The pace increased and our bodies started slapping together, with my balls slapping her pussy as
the sounds and smells of sexual activity permeated the room. We were both soon groaning with lust
as we aggressively pounded each other, when I felt her body tense up as she came, while her pussy
snapped and grabbed at my cock. It was all too much for me, and I came powerfully, feeling my balls
pump jets of hot sperm into her womb.

She pulled away from me, allowing my cock to pull out of her. She turned around and took me inside her
mouth, sucking our combined juices off of my shaft. She then pushed herself up and pulled me on top of
her, as she kissed me deeply and I tasted the both of us as our tongues intertwined. Her legs lifted up
around my back as her arms clenched us together, and I lifted myself just enough for my hard-on to find
her opening. Her pussy sucked my cock into her as she groaned with lust as her inner walls made room
for my shaft. We continued kissing and writhing together as the heat built and we basked in the feeling of
our bodies primal union.

I then pushed up over her, and started to drill my cock into her. Her legs which had been clamped tight
around me now opened completely giving me freedom of movement as I plunged my shaft in and out
of her pussy and watched her body both take and respond to the impact as I slammed into her. She
straightened and grasped her legs and held them up and open almost as if she were doing a split. I
could feel the heat of her pussy and heard the sounds of wetness as my balls slapped against her cunt.
Eventually I slowed down and just enjoyed watching her face as her eyes clouded over and her face
expressed of look of raw lust. I was now sliding my cook almost all the way out of her opening before
plunging all the way back in, as her wetness flowed out of her pussy and down her ass.

I then pulled my cock out just a little too much when it popped out of her pussy. I pushed back down
and felt more resistance when it felt it pop back in, but the tightness was far greater. I heard her say
"thats the wrong hole" but she made no move to stop me. I kept pushing into the hot warmth of her ass
and had already penetrated well beyond the head when I said "no it's not…" and continued pushing my
cock into her butt. She groaned louder and asked me to slow down, so I pulled back and pushed in a
little to allow my pre-come to lube her anal passage and I penetrated a little deeper with each push.

Finally I was fully embedded in her ass, and I basked in the tightness and warmth of her. She started
moving her ass around and flexing her sphincter so I began to move my cock slowly in and out of her,
with the tempo gradually increasing. I had been watching my cock penetrating her ass, when I looked
up at her, to see that she was also watching the fun. Clearly, this woman was lusty, sex starved, and
ready for practically anything. It wasn't long before I felt my balls boiling, my orgasm building until I
pumped a huge load into her ass. I could feel my cock being bathed in my sperm as she groaned
with animalistic pleasure… I let my cock stay within her for a minute or so, before I pulled it out of her
and collapsed on the bed, panting.

Nancy curled up next to me, half laying on top of me with her leg draped over mine, breathing heavily.
She said "I haven't had a cock in my ass for ages, because I had a boyfriend who was so big it hurt
me. But you're a perfect size and feeling you come inside me was awesome…". I suggested we go
and take a shower together, to which she readily agreed. We went to the bathroom, turned on the
water and got in.

We scrubbed each other thoroughly, enjoyed the feeling of our bodies rubbing together with all the soap,
and tried to fuck in the shower, but with me being 6'3" and her being 5'3", that presented a challenge
given the amount of room we had in the shower. We rinsed, shut off the water, and got out. I pulled
a few towels out of the closet and we dried each other off. While she was drying my hair I got down on
knees and pulled her to me as I stuck my tongue into her pussy. I licked the length of her slit until the
juices started flowing, and then started circling her clitoris with my tongue, and then sucked it into my
mouth. Her legs buckled a bit as she held my head, and then pushed me down as she joined me
on the thick, shaggy rug, pushing my head towards her pussy as hers moved towards my cock. As I fully
lay down on the rug she lifted her leg, straddled my face as she accepted my harding cock into her
mouth, and lowered her pussy to mine.

We sixty-nined each other for quite a while. I so enjoyed watching her muscles flexing and reacting to
the movements of my tongue, as I drank the fluids dripping out of her pussy. We eventually both got
each other worked into a frenzy, when she lifted herself up off me, turned around, and again impaled
herself on my cock. She leaned down and we kissed, tasting each other as she moved her body and
rubbed her nipples over my chest. She then pushed herself up onto her arms and though she was
slowly moving her body, she was squeezing and manipulating my cock with her pussy muscles. She
smiled at me as she flexed the insides of her pussy until I came and she shuddered in orgasm,
collapsing atop me.

After laying there for a while, she'd said we should be going to class.

We headed back to my room and found we had barely 20 minutes, so we both dressed as quickly as
we could, gathered our books, etc., got in our cars and drove over to the school. We parked next to
each other and quickly determined that one of us should go in first, and the other one should follow
a few minutes later. So I took the long way to the classroom building and walked into class after her.
I sat down a few seats away from her, opened my notebook, and started taking notes as our instructor
was diagramming a concept on the board. I then realized when I rested my head on my hand that
my hands smelled like pussy. I hoped no one else would notice, but was stuck for the time being.
Nancy looked over at me and gave me a little grin.

After class, the two of us walked over the library, where we studied until dark. "Coincidentally", we
decided to leave at the same time and walked back to our cars, which were now alone in this relatively
secluded and otherwise empty parking lot. We dumped our stuff into our respective cars, when she
called out and asked me to "come over here for a minute". She was sitting in the drivers seat of her car
with the door open, with her feet on the ground and asked me to come closer. When I did, she reached
over and undid my belt, the button on my jeans, and fly. She gently pulled my cock out, took it into her
mouth and slowly suckled it, and as it hardened it became a full-scale wet blow job. Just as I was starting
to build up to yet another orgasm, one of the campus police cars came around the corner and headed
towards where our cars were on their normal patrol. I tried pulling out, but she held onto me until it was
almost too late and I had to frantically cover up when the cop pulled up to ask it everything was ok.

She laughed and said everything was fine - and the cop wished us a good night and drove off. I was
now stuck with a part of a shirt caught in my fly (much to her amusement). I told her that holding on to
me when I was trying to pull out almost got us caught, and perhaps charged with lewd conduct (or some
other charge) which would've had perhaps serious consequences. She smiled and said that she merely
wanted to give me something to think about.

Nancy and I continued our affair for a number of months. She would drop over for sometimes 15 minutes
on her way to/from the bank, or shopping, etc, and fuck wildly before hurrying back home. Sometimes
or encounters would last for hours, especially when he husband was out of town (then it would be days).
She'd come over with an overnight bag stuffed full of clothing, wearing a trench coat and nothing else. With
her, there was no waiting, and rarely foreplay. I don't know how many times she'd pull my jeans down,
suck my cock to full hardness, straddle me, reach down to open her pussy with one hand and guide me into
her with the other.

She enjoyed what I called "porno-fucking", every position imaginable, which is largely self-explanatory.
Virtually wherever we went, we had sex, in every position, fully clothed, partially clothed, naked. I went
to Florida for spring break on a scuba diving trip and she met me at the airport, wearing an overcoat, pearls,
heels, and nothing else. As the car heated up in the parking garage at the airport she opened her coat,
climbed on top of me and fucked me in the passenger seat (now *thats* a warm welcome!).

And while it was fun for a while and was a relationship that was based purely on lust and animalistic sex,
eventually I found myself seeking more of one that I didn't have to hide. And staying with a married woman who
though stuck in an unhappy marriage was determined to stick with it was only going to come to a dead end.
Eventually, it occurred to me that even if she did leave her husband for me, the prospects of a healthy,
long-term relationship that started on a less than completely honest foundation wasn't great. While our
affair had been fun and it had fulfilled a need (for both of us), I finally had to call it off. While we remained
friends, Nancy didn't like the fact that I had been building friendships and studied with the single women at
school in our age group. We'd had a few discussions over that - she had her life and I had mine and while
we could be seen as friends at school it couldn't be suspected as anything beyond that.

I pointed out that I wasn't wild about the idea that she felt that she "owned" me, but retained her husband. So
why shouldn't I be able to date, and still see her from time to time if I wanted to?

Hence - we left it as being friends and friends only. She did eventually leave her husband, but I had
become involved with a woman named Ellen (see "returning to School - Ellen") who Nancy got to know and
became friends with (Ellen told me after a while that Nancy was for some reason interested in the details of
our sexual activities - and had suggested some approaches she should take to keep me thinking about her).
I listened to her telling me about the conversations she had with Nancy with some amusement, and didn't
choose to elaborate.

OK - so Nancy wasn't at all that resentful that I ended up with someone else after all. In some ways, she had
even had my back! Since we both live in the same general area, we do run into one another once in a while.

It's always nice to see her, and occasionally I recall the great sexual relationship we had together.