"Ohhhhh, Jake...yahhhh, ohhhhh!!" She started thrusting her pelvis into my hand and mewling like a cat in heat. Her own hand, which had been gingerly massaging my cock through my shorts, trying, I suppose, to avoid direct contact, suddenly got serious and pulled it right out through the front. I guess she decided this was OK as long as I kept my shorts on. It sprung to grateful attention, overdue for some direct action. As she stroked it she looked up at me with a mischievous smile.
"About time we got formally introduced", she said. "This tall fellow has been standing around all night." So she did notice my erection earlier, I thought. She read my mind. "Oh, yeah, I noticed", she smiled slyly. "Major distraction for the whole night. No big deal. I mean, he'd already brought me to an orgasm, so hey."
"What? What do you mean?" I stared at her though the fog of drunken lust.
"Oh yeah", she said. "Under the table at the market." I looked at her, in utter shock.
"What, you mean you-"
"Yup. You made the earth move", she grinned, enjoying my reaction. I'd been embarrassed, completely mortified, about the state of my cock at the time, thinking she'd end our friendship. And she was getting off on it?? I couldn't believe it.
"Holy shit. God, I wish I'd known that at the time. I was so turned on from the moment you walked in, and then those guys that kind of pushed you into me. All that incidental touching - it was all I could do not to drag you under the table even before the quake."
"Oh god, same here. I guess I didn't want to completely admit it to myself even then, but I'd been lusting after you for...years. And I never get to see you alone. So when we met that day I was tingling all over. When we touched I was breathless, then feeling your bare chest on my boobs, and brushing against your legs, your big dick - oh yeah, I felt it clearly even then. I was practically coming even before you manhandled me and had your way with me under the table. I swear you planned that earthquake."
"Yeah. Nothing but the best for you, babe. Man, I felt like such a teenage moron. I thought you'd hate me."
"God no. I've never come so fast in my life. Or so hard. Soooo hard...Oh Jake, your cock on my pussy..." We'd both been moving our hands faster and both of us had become rather breathless and worked up. I kissed Natalie deeply, then I moved down and began to kiss her legs and her panties. My thumb had been thoroughly massaging her pussy lips and her panties were so wet, and so thin, that I could see every detail of her vaginal area, including her pert little clitoris. I wasn't allowed to remove her panties, but I thought I'd innovate a bit. Still kneading her pussy, I slipped my tongue under her panties from the side and began to gently tease her clit. She groaned loudly and bucked in the air. I took that as an OK and continued to caress her, ever so lightly.
"Ahhhhh, ohhhh, yessss..." She started groaning steadily, panting and grinding her pussy into my hand. Soon she screamed and started writhing from side to side in an explosive orgasm.
"Oh, god, Jake, yess, yess, ahhhhhhh!! YESSS!! Oh my GOD!! JAKE!!" She was so loud I was thankful that our spouses sleeping two floors up were heavily sedated. Boy, if she'd made that kind of noise at the market I'm pretty sure I would have caught on.
"Oh god, Jake that was fan-fucking-tastic!" she cried breathlessly once her spasms had subsided. "Oh god. Oh god." When she'd caught her breath she got up and directed her full attention to my cock, which was achingly hard. She put just the head in her mouth and vigorously massaged its circumference with her tongue, while she lightly teased up and down the shaft with her fingernails. The effect was incredible, and soon I was fucking her mouth uncontrollably.
"Oh yeah, Natalie.. yeah, ohhhhh..." At one I point realized I was getting carried away and I was concerned I might bruise her tonsils or something. So I gently pulled out of her mouth and again started kissing her. I kissed and nipped up and down her neck and shoulders, eliciting shivers and moans of pleasure. I was aching to taste her nipples, so I decided to push my luck and try the from-the-side cheat here too. When my tongue began snaking under her silky gown she started to pull back, but the moment it met one of her exquisite nipples, all resistance stopped. And oh what flawless gems they were! Huge, firm and deep brown, they wore their nipplehood with unabashed pride. And they really liked to be kissed and licked and suckled - boy did they like it.
"Aiiiii!! Oh GOD Jake! You are so fine... Ahhhhaiiiiii!!" Natalie was squealing with ecstasy, her legs now wrapped around my waist. I teased those puppies till they were red and swollen and my ears began to hurt from Natalie's vocalizations.
I wiggled up and kissed her deeply on the lips again, my rigid cock now directly on her sopping wet panties. With our tongues intertwined, I began to push right against her pussy. She moaned passionately and pushed back against my cock. The big cockhead began to spread her pussy lips wide, through the panty fabric.
"Ohhh...ohhhhhh..." Natalie was moaning steadily and thrusting back hard. She hooked her legs around mine, just as she'd done under that market table, and used them to pull me even harder. I was dying to reach down and pull the panties out of the way, but I wanted to respect the Natalie's boundaries. My cock felt like so much smooth steel, pushing up against her pussy and her clit. I started hammering, pulling right back and thrusting forcefully into the taut panty net that was halfway into her vagina with all the pressure.
"Ahhh, Ahhh, Ahhh!!" Natalie was screaming and writhing, her strong legs pulling my thighs up, her pelvis, grinding into my cock with every stroke. My right hand cupped one side of her perfect ass, and I could feel every muscle in it tense with each upward movement. Her moaning was starting to crescendo; I could tell she was approaching another climax, and I wasn't far behind. I started hammering as hard as I could, my whole weight behind every thrust. Suddenly I heard a ripping sound, and before I knew what was happening I was inside her right up to the hilt - I had shredded her panties. She felt like heaven, every nerve of my cock was electrified with pleasure. I stopped moving when I realized what had happened, but Natalie kept thrusting.
"The hell with the stupid rules Jake, just FUCK ME!!" Later I would wish I had that very passionate cry as a ring tone on my phone, but at the moment my only thought was to comply with her request. Now unrestrained by any barriers, I pumped her with all the fury of a cyclone, every stroke pulling nearly out, then pounding deep into her and grinding forcefully.
"Oh god, ughhhhh, yesss, yesss, oh fuck me baby, you feel sooooo good in me..." Natalie was writhing and scratching my ass with her fingernails. Her screams were quickly reaching a peak.
"Oh god, Jake, oh god, yessss... OH JAKE, I LOVE YOUUUU!!" With that she left words behind and began shrieking and kicking the air with both legs. She grabbed my ass with surprising force, pushing me into her, and one finger pressed on my anus. That was enough to put me over the edge too and I came inside her with the force of a tidal wave - a wave ten years in the making. I gushed a geyser, each shot of semen perfectly coupled with her own muscular spasm - we were truly in sync. It felt like our shared orgasm lasted minutes, both of us holding the other fiercely and moaning with the passion that can only come after a decade of foreplay.
When the wave had finally subsided, we lay together holding each other for a long time, my softening cock still inside her. I kissed her deeply again and then got up so we could move to a spot that wasn't completely drenched with our juices. We had to move right to the side of the queen-size bed, such was the depth of our passion. I held her for at least an hour while we bathed in the euphoric post-orgasmic afterglow and talked. Now there was no hesitation, no worrying about being judged or misunderstood. I told her that I'd been deeply in love with her for years, that I adored everything about her mind, her heart and her body, but I had long ago resolved to keep it to myself, to at least preserve our cherished friendship. She said she'd come to more or less the same resolution, though she had privately denied her feelings for much longer.
"Tonight" she said "was inevitable. We are destined to love each other." I knew this was true, but thinking about it confronted us both again with the uncomfortable reality of our circumstances. We were no longer involuntarily celibate, and for either of us it felt so right to have that itch scratched by someone we knew well, loved and trusted. But it wasn't like either of us was locked in a miserable marriage - we both loved our partners and were raising a child with them. This was not going to be easy.
