Best Surprise Ever! Part 4
Hazy and ‘somewhere else’, I say hello to my kids and my husband. They all answer with a joking and honestly genuine ‘long day, huh?’ I responded with ‘yes, time for a shower and then we can talk.’
As I stand in the shower, my nipples look chewed up, my body feels worn out, my legs are like jelly, and I cannot begin to explain what my pussy feels like - maybe open, available, horny, needy, worn out, stretched. The water feels good in my naked body - ther**eutic even. This man completely used my entire body for his pleasure. I am in trouble.
After my shower, I put on a pair of shorts and a t shirt, deciding to leave my pussy free from panties. There was pizza on the counter so I ate - three slices. My husband was like slow down, it isn’t going to run away. He is such a great man - he is such a great man. The twinge of regret set in. We sat in the den watching tv until it was time for bed. As we got ready for bed, I took off my shorts - fuck no panties!! Did he notice? Yup - ‘Christina - are you okay? You seem very preoccupied tonight. Was work okay?’ I told him it was a long day and I was tired.
As I climbed into bed, I was humiliated by the smell emitting from my pussy. Pungent, naughty, desperate….the smell (like from the motel room) filled my gaped c**t. Yes, the word c**t came to mind as this man today used my c**t for his pleasure. Fuck! Do not start this….
I was laying on my back trying to hide my smell and Devon says relax and starts to stroke my body - from head to toe. He finally found my overly ready c**t and slipped two fingers in me. (Fuck, that was too easy. Did he gape me that much?). After some stroking of his cock, he climbs on top of me and slips his cock in my c**t. No resistance at all. We fucked for about 15 minutes, he came inside of me and we went to sleep. As if my c**t had its own voice, it says to me ‘Christina, he isn’t big enough anymore.’ Again, I am in trouble.
I few days go by and I get back to normalcy. Work, family, friends…all good. Erin and I met for lunch (I think it was a Thursday) and we talked about my adventure. I told her I have to stop this before it gets seriously out of control. Erin responded with encouragement and self perspective - she deals with and struggles with her husband not being the kind of lover she needs. Should I tell my husband? Will he understand? Will he want to kill me?
Friday morning, 10:00 on the button, I get a text from my new lover. ‘Meet me at the motel after work and do not be wearing panties.’ The brazen of this man, the outward defiling of my marriage, the idea that I will just stop the world from spinning and do as he says!!!
‘Okay, I will be there around 3:00!’
Wait, did I just agree to meet him again without so much as 15 seconds of debate? This is not a good situation!!!
I leave work around 2:30, after taking off my panties in the bathroom. I drive to the motel.
Is this really happening again? The smell from my c**t….oh my god! He pulls up shortly there after, gets a room and I follow him inside. He is wearing basketball shorts and a t shirt and I hug him hello. He says ‘did you enjoy last time?’ ‘Of course!’ was my reply.
‘Good, now get on your knees and suck my dick!’ So aggressive, so dominant, so hot. I did what I was told: get on my knees and suck his dick. He was just as I remembered - full, thick, long, nice bulbous head! ‘We are going to train you to take big black dick today. You will worship my dick. You will desire pleasuring me. You will need to pleasure me. Your c**t, which I now own, will be used for me and me only - unless I decide otherwise.’
As I am desperately trying to swallow this man’s entire dick, I hear the words ‘unless I decide otherwise.’ It piques my interest and I look up at him and say ‘unless I decide…..’. He shoves his dick back in my mouth and says ‘you were told to suck it, now do it.’ I thought he broke a damn…well two. It was that moment that his cock literally filled my throat - yes, he was balls deep in my mouth and throat and I finally could deep throat him. The other damn was the gushing that happened between my legs. The juice in my c**t was uncontrollable. I was a broken woman for sure; his slut, his bitch.
These meetings went on for weeks. Devon never got near my c**t. But fuck, I was always horny. One day I got a random text ‘meet me at the motel at 3:00 - you know the one. You know the drill - no panties.’ I was shocked but incredibly turned on. I was on fire!!! As the day went on, I finally went to the bathroom to remove my panties and I finally got the nerve to text my lover. ‘So I got a random text today…..’. He said ‘yes, that is a good friend of mine. Treat him well and let me know how it goes!’ Fuck, if I do this I am certainly a slut and maybe even a whore. Almost involuntarily, I took off my panties. The smell from my c**t was powerful.
I get it the motel and the text says room 104. So I park there, walk to the door, knock and I walk in as instructed. One step in the door and I was instructed, as always to strip and get in my knees - and I did it. This man mad older than me, gray beard and not as fit. His dick was big for sure and I starting sucking it. Out of nowhere, I feel someone behind me. Without taking my mouth off of this man’s dick, I turn to see two much much much younger men or boys. They couldn’t have been 22, if that. I feel the pull of the cock coming out of my mouth…’suck them too’ he said. Knowing my place, I turn grab one then the other and start stroking….and I took the first one in my mouth. Within a minute, he fired rope after rope of cum down my throat. The next boy as the same….fuck, so much cum. I was their white slut. By the end of a couple of hours, the boys came two more times each and the older guy came twice. I was a slutty mess when I left.
On my drive home, my lover called me. ‘I hope you treated them well.’ ‘Yes Sir, I did’.’ ‘Good, you have my permission to pleasure these three from now on.’
Wait, did I just say Sir? I am in trouble for sure.
