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[F4M] Put to the cricketing test [male pride][cheating wife][seduction][run into forest][oral][on all fours][twist]

Your character is educated, used to leading and also getting her way. Confident but needs to let her hair down and shows that when the moment arrives...

If you need some cricket advice, then ask away on chat but hopefully you don't need more than is stated.

NB I imagine an upper crust English Home Counties wife,  but this could work for all accents  and written to allow for that. Feel free to amplify if so required.

Introduction: An idyllic English pastoral scene where it's midway in the annual game of cricket between local rivals Great Stirrings and the home team, Monks Abbey.

The swarthy, handsome all-rounder for Great Stirrings has been the MVP so far, including getting the umpires decision over the captain of the Monks Habit team, who was not happy that he was given out.

At the end of the Monks Habit innings,  both teams have returned to the pavilion for tea, sandwiches, cake, chocolate...anything you could wish to eat. All served by the wives of the Monks Abbey team, led by their captain's new spouse...who was already distracted...

[Hubbub of canteen-like atmosphere]

[SHOUTS ABOVE NOISE - Teas up. Anyone want more tea...

[Normal voice but suggestive] I thought you might want some more.. you were working hard out there.

[pause]

Ha...Ha...Ha..Ha..Did I notice?  The whole damn village noticed..I'm not sure our captain will forget it in a hurry either. Haven't heard him swear like that in years..

[Whisper but with emphasis]

Of COURSE he hit it and he knew it. His temper tantrum was the loudest thing heard in these parts for ages. They'd have even heard it back home.

I mean, its nothing new. But the second loudest?......Well, that was the sound of the ball off the bat and into the gloves of your keeper.. [Giggles]

Your face was a picture when he said he hadn't hit it.  Rather...er...shocked, weren't you? Did that get you annoyed..cause he certainly didn't like the way you pointed back to the pavilion..? You certainly got your message over...and he SOOOOOO hated being upstaged.

[PAUSE]

How would *I* know?

[stifled laugh of shock and bemusement] OH...you don't know.

[Whisper] I'm [INSERT NAME]. His wife.. And I should know exactly what he looks like when he's lying...and lose his temper when he gets found out.

It's rather refreshing to see a man stay in control. Certainly helps at cricket..even though you got all hot and bothered out there. Do you never lose control?

You must come in...[pregnant pause]...handy...

One second.

[RAISES VOICE]

OK gents...no more teas left.

And the umpires are heading out..so Monks Habit, you'd better eat up quick..

[TO YOU]

You're batting low down aren't you? Seven I heard..?

Good..

Can you help me out the back? We need to fix the fridge if you all want a cold beer after the game...

[Opens and closes door to kitchen..and then opens back door, pausing there, wondering if he will follow.....]

Come on then...you're not getting a beer until you've done your bit out here...

[He follows and after the door closes, you shove him against the back wall of the pavilion...kissing him passionately]

[Whispers in his ear while kissing]

You didn't seriously think the fridge was bust did you?...

[keeps kissing while talking] I saw you looking down my top, cheeky....I didnt spot you at first but Samantha did...I think she wants a piece of you too...Shame for her, she's not as shameless..and her husband isn't fucking his accountant.

So you can stay. Oh...God....you can stay RIGHT here...and your hand can stay up my blouse as long as it likes. Hmm...my nipples are getting hard very quickly...you have a lighter touch than I imagined..

I know you like my breasts....God, my breasts like you...but my arse is even better.

[High pitched squeal] Oh you noticed that too...

[More kissing] Hmm...I love the smell of you. All sweaty...and muscular. You're good enough to eat...

[More kissing] As my husband will be out on the field for a good little while, why don't we get even better acquainted?

You can introduce me to your prick too..I know you're not shy...judging by that girth.

[Breathing getting a little more irregular]

Fuck...that's good..hhmmm...oh god, what will the Womens Institute say?

[Audibly regathers strength]

Come on there's...some woods...out the back..No one will find us there..lets see what you're made of, big boy....chase me!

[Runs off and calls from distance]
Come on slowwwww coachhhhhh..

[PAUSE...steps through forest, maybe woodland sound]
[Quietly] Boo...

Over here tiger...hope you like the view. I hope you agree clothes are...optional..here?

My hand rather likes being between my legs...aaah...and my body rather likes your gaze...a lot more than I care about fucking cricket. More on my mind than that, right now I can tell you..

Now that I'm naked.. come and join me...and let me free that cock..cause if I don't pull those trousers down and taste it soon, I'm going to have to fuck my husband tonight..You wouldn't want that...

And I know you're competitive..

[Fabric being removed]

Well that's not standard issue..is it?

Hehe..my tongue is going to need some more time here but I used to be an optician/opthalmologist.

Do you like the tip of my tongue going up...

[Sound of long licking]

..or do you like the tip of my tongue..going down?

[Sound of long licking]

Never did this on a eye test, before, mind you..

Up....

[Sound of long licking]

And down..[Sound of long licking]

.hmm...those balls of yours are filling up nicely..too.

[More sucking of balls while your voice betrays more desire, a higher pitch and increased eagerness]

Good...cause I'm going to drain them and leave you without a drop to spare. Godddd....I don't care if you're married, single, divorced...whatever...I just want you screaming when you shoot that load in me.

But for now...Im thirsty...and my mouth needs cock..and I'm going to take everything you've got...ahh...

[Goes down on cock, intensely and noisily...]

MMM.....aahh....give it to me....mmm.. You know what I want...fuck my mouth lover boy....

We're not leaving until you unload...violently into me....Aaah..mmm..aaah..

Oh god...you're big now.. all wound up are you?

Good.. then you're big enough for me...

[Falls on top of all fours...perhaps rustling of leaves...]

Take your shirt off...I don't care if anyone sees us
We are WAY past that now...After all, I am on all fours now and naked.. with a pussy that is aching for you to fill it.

Get that thing inside me now, man...and what do they say...[lower tone]...Fuck. Me. SENSl..

OHHHH...

You didn't waste any time did you, handsome..?

Right let's go..AAAAH...You ARE big...and far too slow.

AAAH...Im going to scream the place down if you make me wait like this..Oh god...oh god...oh..my.

[Pace rises and so does breathing and energy]
.
Thats better. Don't leave a girl on all fours with her...AAH...rse..in the air..Give it to me. GIVE IT...

Samantha...*breath* would *breath* be *breath* so FUCKING jealous...ha...the bitch..

You're mine....and now you're going to give me what I damn well want. That's..aahh...your...cum..

Lose it with me...I know you want to..FUCK....grab my hips...savour my arse and pound the shit out of it...

[Highest pitch you've got...]

Oh yes..God yes, oh YES....thats the spot. Do NOT stop now...

I know..mmm.. you're close, I am not far behind you...so don't ever stop. Please...just fuck me more, more and more....I love it..Im begging you not to stop and I'll do anything AAAAH...Im coming....coming..stay with me
...Im COMING...

[Loud orgasm]

Well....that was rather fun. You should come and play for us next season...haha...actually don't bother playing for your lot. I've done the teas here for years...they can get someone else into and YOU can come fill me up every Sunday...

Here..I smuggled some whisky out in a hip flask. Want some..? Thought you might..

[Pause as he swigs]

You need that? Not as much as me.

You see that JD Is laced with an added extra and I don't mean coke. But in about 2/3 mins, you'll be asleep dreaming of fucking me from behind...and boy was it good for me.

And a few hours later, my husband will be celebrating in the pub later after yet another crushing victory.

All because your teammates are a crock of shit....and you can't keep your hands off me.

I call that a win win.

Sleep well.

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