Reunited With My First Lover: Raw Betrayal While Wife’s on the Phone

The doorbell pierced the quiet of our Paris apartment living room. Heart hammered wild. Opened to Elise. Petite frame, deep eyes, black hair slick. Hugs lingered too long. Skin warm through clothes. Showed her the room. Poured wine. Dinner buzzed with laughs, her kid’s photos, husband’s grin on screen. Coffee down. She craved shower. Handed Sophie’s robe, towel. Emerged barefoot, turban high, robe hugging curves. I hit the shower fast. Steam cleared. Phone shrilled. Sophie. Grabbed robe, dashed to couch. Sat, receiver pressed. Her voice joyful, dad better.

Elise crouched, rifling vinyls. Bare knees gleamed. Pulse thundered. She rose. Curtained windows dark. Old code flashed: bed now. Heart raced, cock twitched. Stood before me. Unwound turban. Hair cascaded wet. Fingers teased robe belt. Shook head no, face burned red. Sophie droned. Peeked her mound—shaved smooth. Tits thrust fabric aside, purple nipples hard. Bulge tented my robe. She smirked, eyes locked. Dropped her robe—Sophie’s robe—puddled floor. Tugged my belt. Flesh exposed. Superb erection sprang. Spread her sex: dark outer lips, pink core glistening wet. Bent. Lips kissed my swollen head. Soft. Electric. Nearly roared. Backed away. Hand over phone. ‘Want more?’ Voice husky. ‘Yes, fuck yes.’ ‘Say it. Suck me, Elise.’ Sophie paused. Covered again. ‘Suck me, Elise, please.’ Grin wicked. Kneeled between thighs. Lips parted. Swallowed slow. Nose buried in pubes. Deep throat heaven. Ten years’ mastery. Stroked damp hair. Tongue swirled glans. Veins pulsed. Sophie chatted oblivious. Interventions grunted short. Urgency built. Wanted her vise pussy. But lips milked relentless. Gland ballooned. Cock iron. Exploded. Bit fist bloody. Gushed down throat. Waves crashed. She gulped every drop. Mouth stilled on throbbing shaft. Didn’t soften. Lips slid off, shiny trail.

The Fever Ignites

Straddled fast. Cockhead split wet folds. Etau grip. Tight despite birth. Sank deep. Mouth crashed mine. Tongue invaded hot. Saliva mixed. Phone pinned—one hand hold, one cover. Sophie listed day. Elise broke kiss. Arched back. Fingers twisted purple nipples. Rode hard. Hips slammed. Pussy velvet clenched. Moans ripped loud. Fear Sophie heard. Sweat slicked skin. Breasts bounced heavy. Heart pounded temples. She tensed. Cried out. Sex spasmed wild. Milked me fierce. Cum surged again. Lips bitten raw. Gouts flooded her. Felt every pulse, her contractions squeeze. Froze impaled. Breaths heaved. Glowed.

Accalmie hit. Phone: ‘Elise here, bathing.’ Sophie kissed goodbye. Click. Free. Skin still scorched. Eyes locked. ‘First cheat?’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘Tell her?’ ‘Nah. Knew you first.’ ‘Back tomorrow eve.’ ‘Time burns.’ Grabbed hand. Pulled to bed. Night devoured us whole.