Chapter 8: Mason Leaves
Mason then lifted Caroline off of him. She cried out in protest, not wanting his cock out of her, but he was so much more physically stronger than her that she couldn't stop him.
He threw her sideways against the back of the couch and spun around her, so that he was behind her with her on all fours, and her against the back of the couch.
I'd begun masturbating again as another erection came out of nowhere. Watching him manhandle Caroline was kinky, hot, and a turn on. So, I pumped my now rigid dick again while I watched.
Mason greedily leaned over Caroline's bent form and with one upward stroke of the hand, slapped her ass hard. Caroline moaned loudly.
Then, lined up his cock and entered my wife from behind.
"Yeah, there were go," he grunted cruelly, sinking his dick in. "If you're gonna be a slut, Imma fuck you like a slut!" He seized Caroline by the hip and shoulder, and started pounding into her from behind, yanking her back onto him at the same time.
Caroline braced the couch. Wails like I'd never heard streamed out of my wife. I had a camera directly staring her in the face. She was sweaty, moaning, bounding back and forth on Mason's cock behind her. Her mouth hung open in awe, unable to even speak because of what he was doing to her.
Grunting behind her, Mason smacked his hips against Caroline's ass. The loud, repetive clapping filled the room. Mason was dominating her in a way Justin didn't.
It was brutal.
Possessive.
Animalistic.
My wife looked back over her shoulder, her eyes wide with lust and shock. "Oh my God..." she gasped, "Oh my God, you're so fucking big!"
Mason laughed, a wicked, cruel sound. "Your pussy's nice and tight, around it, too, slut!"
Caroline nodded, her hips bucking wildly as Mason drove into her. "You like my pussy?"
I'd never heard Caroline talk dirty before. This was new.
And really hot!
"Do you like fucking my pussy?" She squealed.
Mason’s hands both switched to grip her hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pounded away. "Its the best fucking pussy! Ugh, god, I love this fucking pussy!" His thick cock slammed in and out of her, the sound of their flesh slapping together filling the room.
Then, with his palm, he gave her a big slap on the ass.
"OoOoOoOo!" Caroline squealed.
"Sluts get their ass slapped," Mason grunted while shunting harder and harder with his dick.
"Slapping my slutty ass, huh?" My once-demure wife demanded. "While fucking my pussy?"
Mason seized her by the hair suddenly, causing her to cry out.
The image on the screen was wild; my wife, bent around on all fours, hair gripped in Mason's big hand, and his other delivering brutal, punishing slaps to her buttocks.
Caroline was like a whole new person.
Wailing and bucking, I was aware she was violently cumming on screen. I was almost there, too. A few more strokes and I'd be spurting for a second time.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Caroline screamed, eyes squeezed closed, pounding back on Mason's cock.
Then, without warning, Mason pulled out of her. His dick dislodged from her pussy and he pulled back on her hair. Caroline flailed, dropping off the couch onto her knees on the floor, screaming.
I almost didn't catch it on camera, I was beating off so hard. I switched at the last second and found Mason with his dick out and her head cocked back in front of it.
Then, with a grunt, he shot his load all over Caroline’s face.
I could hear the spurting of his cum, his grunts and curses as he spewed all over her.
"Fuck!" he snarled, jerking his cock in his fist. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
I watched, unblinking, as Caroline's face, wide-eyed with shock and a little bit of fear, was splattered with Mason's cum. His semen splattered her cheeks, lips, chin, and even splashed into her hair and all over her tits.
Caroline didn't move, just stared at him, stunned as stream after streamed oozed thick lines on her. Mason's cum dripped down her face. It was a messy, dirty sight; like dribbles of goo on her cheeks, and stickiness in her hair, all leaking down her face and tits.
I came with a howl of my own, finishing in a tissue.
Mason's cumming subsided after what felt like an inordinate amount of time. It seemed to take forever. But, finally, the last speckles of semen dripped out. He looked down at Caroline, his chest heaving and his thick cock still in front of her face, though now sagging with satisfaction.
"Fuck," he growled, "you're a dirty little slut, aren't you?"
Caroline blinked, her body trembling. She looked dazed, her cheeks flushed, her lips parted as she caught her breath. "I... I'm not... I'm not a—."
"Girl," Mason chuckled deeply, "you've literally got my cum all over your face and tits. Face it: you're a fucking slut."
Caroline's cheeks were still flushed, but I could see, to my amazement, a hint of pride in her eyes. She looked at Mason, and then down at the mess on her body, and smiled.
"Yeah," she said softly, her voice hoarse from all the screaming and begging. "I guess I am."
Mason grinned, then reached down and patted the top of her head like she was some submissive pet. "Glad you can admit it."
Caroline blushed, but she didn't look away. In fact, she looked up at him, her eyes filled with a strange mix of defiance and submission. "I guess you just bring it out of me." She looked over herself and giggled, "My god, look at me! I'm a mess! I really need to clean up!"
He chuckled. "Probably a good idea. I should leave you to it."
She seemed shocked and upset by the fact that Mason just fucked her and was leaving, but I could tell it was an act.
She said as he tugged on his pants, "Wait, what? You just fuck me, cum on me, and then you leave?"
He shrugged. "Ain't like we're dating. Want to talk to someone? Talk to the husband you just cheated on."
She frowned mockingly, but said, "Will you ever come over again?"
"Oh yeah. I'll gladly stop by again." He snickered. "Any time you want me to make you a mess. Come by my place, too."
Dressed fully, he finished his drink from before in one swallow. Then, with a wink to her, he left.
I checked to ensure his car pulled out of the driveway, before I unlocked the door and came downstairs.
Seeing her on camera was one thing, but seeing my wife covered in another man's cum in person was an entirely different experience. Caroline was propped up on the couch, a look of utter disbelief on her face as she stared down at her semen-covered body. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes wide and glassy with shock and arousal.
The sight of her like that, a mess of sweat, cum, and disheveled hair, was incredibly arousing. I could feel my cock hardening in my pants as I walked over to her.
"Fuck, Caroline," I whispered, my voice thick with desire. "You look..." I couldn't put it into words.
"I look like what?" She asked.
I finished, "...so fucking hot like this."
Caroline looked up at me, concerned. "You're not disgusted by me right now?"
The sight of her, covered in another man's cum, was almost too much to bear. I could feel my cock throbbing in my pants, urging me to take her right then and there.
"Alden..." she whispered, her voice hoarse from the intense sex she'd just had. "I can't believe I did that. How could you possibly want me looking like this?"
I couldn't explain how erotic my wife looked to me. Even I didn't understand it. "You were incredible," I murmured, my hands shaking.
She saw the obvious bulge in my pants. "Didn't you jerk off up there?"
"I did," I confirmed.
"You're still hard."
I swallowed. "I am."
My cum-covered wife sat up. She undid my belt, button, and slacks. Looking up at me with a sticky face, she said, "I can't fuck right now. Mason really beat my pussy up. But," she pulled out my hard cock and murmured, "I'll take care of you."
Before I knew it, my wife engulfed my cock with her mouth and started to suck.
There was nothing more erotic than a cum-covered woman slurping my dick. Caroline had transformed into someone else. And I knew when she started I would not last long.
And boy, did I not!
"Oh fuck!" I cried out, gripping her hair with both hands. "Fuck! Shit! Honey, I'm gonna cum!"
But she kept on sucking and I knew that when I blew, she'd swallow it all.
"Oh fuck," I cried, "my wife's a fucking whore!"
And I was moaning that as I came, firing off into her mouth and down her throat.
THE END