Chapter 2: While Doug is Away
The alarm jolted Doug awake, his groggy eyes fluttering open to the reminder of his long, grueling day at work. His body ached as he sat up from the warm sheets, stretching lethargically with a yawn. The comfortable bedsheets wrapped around his toned physique from his mid-30s body, and his short brown hair stuck out in need of a comb.
He glanced over to see Sara lying there peacefully, her blonde locks splayed on the pillow, a contented sigh on her full lips. His heart swelled with love for this wonderful, complicated woman in his life.
Outside, the birds chirped the first melodies of the morning, as light began to seep into the room and illuminated the cozy space, creating a soft ambiance between shades of browns, greens and blues in their bedroom.
Sara stirred awake, mumbling her husband's name as she reached out for some morning affection.
Doug gave her a sleepy smile and leaned over her, brushing his lips gently over hers. Sara's body was instantly awake, her skin flushed from the memory of the previous night's wanton fantasies.
She deepened the kiss, parting her lips to invite him in as her tongue delicately traced along his lower lip.
Doug moaned into the kiss, his hands roaming aimlessly over her body, taking in the feeling of her soft skin against his palms.
Reluctantly Doug pulled himself back and murmured "Stupid fuckin work, rather stay in bed with you all day."
Sara sleepily giggled and squeezed his dick under the covers teasingly. "Well you can give me some more of this when you get home then." Sara winked, sliding her hand up and down his erection with a practiced touch. He hardened instantly under her touch, groaning with pleasure. "Goddamn Sara, you're such a cock tease." Doug laughed, nuzzling her neck as she continued to stroke him. Sara let out a breathy chuckle and whispered into his ear. "And you're so fuckin' hard for me." Sara shifted lower in the bed, ducking her head below the covers to settle into his lap, kissing the base of his cock.
Unbeknownst to Doug, who groaned with delight, Sara had grabbed her phone and took the opportunity to text the other man with her free hand as she licked along her husband's shaft. She tapped out "He'll be gone to work soon, hungry for cum this morning." to the man on the other end. Sara knew that Doug would have to leave soon, so she didn't want to waste any time - she wanted to get a taste of both worlds before her husband left for work.
She took his entire length into her mouth, savoring the taste of her husband's cock as it hit the back of her throat. She held her breath, swirling her tongue around his shaft and feeling him tighten under her touch.
She reached up to cup his balls with one hand, gently caressing them as she sucked, while the other hand slid down to finger her own clit.
Fuck yes, Doug groaned, his hands tearing at the sheets as he arched his back, ready to explode in her mouth. Sara's pussy was drenched now; she could feel her wetness spreading onto the sheets beneath her. She moaned around him, excited at the thought of having Doug come in her mouth only to have someone else come over and do the same once he left.
She hid her phone and uncovered her face so Doug could see her working his shaft. She panted with lust as she bobbed up and down the length of him. She stopped to gather her breath for a moment, stroking him as she did, and she decided to taunt him just a little more like she had last night.
"You like that big dick in my mouth? You like it when I swallow them down whole and moan and scream around them? You would love to watch me, wouldn't you?" she asked with a coy smile, her blue eyes shining with lust.
Doug's breath hitched at her words. He knew she was being provocative, but still the images she painted in his head drove him wild. "Keep talking, baby. It's so fucking hot," he groaned, tangling his hand in her blonde hair.
"You're such a dirty little slut for cock."
Sara felt her heart race as he spoke those words. She couldn't believe how right he was, and how he had no idea. She smiled and said "Yes I am baby. I'm such a cock slut. I need it." Sara whispered, her voice thick and heavy with lust. To Doug it was just dirty talk, fantasy, to Sara, it was an admission and it drove her wild thinking about it. She needed cock so bad, and she was going to get it, right now, and again from someone else right after. Her hips started to buck as she rode her fingers thinking about it.
Doug's eyes widened as he realized what Sara was doing, and a wicked grin spread across his face.
"You naughty girl, you're thinking about another cock right now while you suck mine, aren't you?" Sara panted as she felt her approaching orgasm, she said "Mmm... aren't you? Don't you want to see me swallow down someone else's cum just like I'm about to swallow yours?" And then she started to orgasm. She dove her mouth back down on Doug's cock, her screams muffled by his shaft.
"Oh God, Sara, yes!" Doug moaned as he watched his wife swallow his cock down, using her hand to guide him in and out of her mouth.
Sara's fingers became a blur, as she frantically masturbated.
The mix of lust and confusion swirled through her mind as she thought about the man waiting for her later that day.
"I'm gonna cum so hard, Doug," she gasped, taking Doug's cock out of her mouth just long enough to say the words.
Doug let out a low groan, his body tensing as he felt himself reaching the edge. He grabbed Sara's hair and held her head still for a moment, enjoying the feeling of her lips wrapped around him as he exploded into her mouth.
Sara moaned in enjoyment as she swallowed every last drop, feeling the pleasure ripple through her body as she came with him.
When it was over, Doug pulled her up to him, his arms wrapped around her as they panted and recovered from their intense love-making session.
"Fuck, Sara," he murmured, pressing a kiss to her damp forehead. "That was incredible."
Sara's heart swelled with love for her husband as she returned his embrace, but she couldn't shake the thoughts of her affair that lingered in the back of her mind. She smiled, running her fingers through his short brown hair as she whispered back, "Yeah, it was."
Doug didn't notice the uncertainty in her voice, as he was lost in his own post-orgasmic haze.
He gently kissed her forehead, “I’ll be home as soon as I can baby, I promise.” He said, and then he gave her another lingering kiss, and sauntered out of the room, leaving Sara alone in their bed.
As soon as the door closed, Sara quickly reached for her phone and sent a text to the man she was seeing on the side.
"Be here in 20, I'm ready for your cock," she typed out with a devilish grin on her face.
Sara jumped up from the bed, hurriedly getting dressed and touched up her makeup in the mirror. She wanted to look irresistible for him.
As she waited for him to arrive, Sara couldn't help but feel a mix of excited mischief and guilt. She texted Doug a message saying "Hope you have a good day at work, love you." Then with a grin added "Thank you for the warm breakfast in bed, it tasted so good." Knowing it would drive him crazy to think about all day.
Her other man arrived within twenty minutes like he promised, giving Sara a deep and passionate kiss as she opened the door to him. He was tall, muscular, and with a dominant presence that made her heart race.
He took Sara by the hand and guided her towards the living room, where they immediately began to make out on the couch. Sara's hands roamed over his muscular body, feeling the heat of his skin through his shirt. The man looked down at her, his eyes burning with hunger and desire.
He ran his hand down her side, tracing the curve of her hip, resting his hand on her butt before pulling her onto his lap. Sara moaned into his mouth as he began to grind against her, their bodies moving together in a slow dance.
"You're so beautiful," he murmured against her lips, his hands roaming over her body, exploring every inch of her flesh. Sara enjoyed the feeling of his strong hands on her, feeling his touch bring her to life.
She shifted her hips, grinding against him in time with the rhythm of their kisses.
Sara couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as she thought about the contrast of having Doug's cum still fresh in her mouth, and the thrill of being with someone else. It made the anticipation almost too much to bear.
The man trailed kisses down Sara's neck, nipping at her collarbone with his teeth. His hands were now wandering under her shirt, caressing her soft skin with a firm touch. Sara arched her back, urging him to continue.
He obliged, lifting her top over her head, exposing her bare breasts.
Sara let out a small gasp as his hot mouth made contact with one of her nipples, sucking and biting playfully. Her hands reached behind his head, gripping his short, dark hair as he continued to work his magic.
Meanwhile, the other man began to unbutton his pants, revealing his long, thick member that stood proudly at attention. He wasted no time, positioning his cock at the entrance of Sara's wet pussy, and slowly pushing inside. Sara cried out, her body tensing with pleasure. She felt her pussy gripping the stranger's cock as she rode him.
The stranger hit a spot inside her that made her body tremble. She hooked her legs around him, urging him deeper. He thrust hard against her, his body a solid mass of muscle as it pressed against her.
"Oh god, do it, do it!" Sara shouted. She felt her orgasm lifting her higher and higher.
The stranger's thrusts became more urgent as he felt her pussy clenching around his cock, pulling him deeper. He groaned low in his throat, nipping at her neck with his teeth as his own climax approached.
Sara's fingers were still working relentlessly at her clit, feeling her own pleasure build as she got closer and closer to the edge.
She heard the stranger's breathing quicken, becoming labored and almost desperate as he fucked her harder.
"Do what, slut," he growled, his voice deep and guttural. "Tell me what you want me to do right now." He demanded. Sara's pussy tightened at his command, her mind whirling with the possibilities of what she could say. She felt her orgasm building higher, and higher with every forceful thrust of his cock inside her.
"I want you to cum inside me. Cum in my cheating married pussy." The man's eyes burned with lust, his huge cock swollen with the desire to fill Sara. "Yes, that's it. Please cum inside me," Sara begged, her voice almost breathless with pleasure.
The man's thrusts became harder, fueled by Sara's begging. He groaned as he felt himself reach the brink, slamming his cock deep inside Sara one last time as he released his load, filling her to the brim with his hot, sticky cum.
Sara moaned as she felt him spurt inside her, the sensation of him filling her up pushing her over the edge as well.
She ground her hips against his, taking in every drop as she milked him for all he was worth.
Her body trembled from the force of her orgasm, her muscles tensing as wave after wave of pure pleasure washed over her. Sara cried out, unable to contain the noise as it slipped from her lips. Each pulse of her climax sending a jolt to her clit, prolonging it even further.
The man held her close as they rode out their highs, whispering filthy, vulgar things into her ear that only served to make her body quiver with each word.
He praised her for being such a dirty slut, one that was able to come so effortlessly at his hands. Sara savored every praise he gave, her mind reeling from the pleasure and thrill she felt at this taboo affair.
"You are such a slut Sara. You know I'm not done with you yet?" He growled against her ear, leaving his hot breath on her skin.
"Yes," Sara barely got out the word as she shuddered, feeling the immense pull of her orgasm subsiding.
The man pulled out of Sara and watched as his cum dripped from her pussy onto the couch.
"You've been thinking about my cock since yesterday, haven't you Sara," he said, as he leaned back, his softening cock still on display.
Sara smiled weakly, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm and the thrill of her illicit actions. She laid her head down in his lap, nuzzling at the base of his dick, smelling the combined scent of her, him, and her husband's cum from last night.
She purred happily, still high from her recent orgasm. She thought about Doug, probably showing up to work now, blissfully unaware of what was happening with his wife right now.
It made her heart skip a beat just thinking about it. She kissed the tip of the other man's penis and finally said his name "Yes Tom. I love your cock. " You don't know how much I've been thinking about it," Sara whispered to Tom, looking up at him with a sultry gaze.
He ran his fingers through her hair, pulling her closer as he leaned down and kissed her deeply. His other hand wandered down her body, stopping to knead one of her breasts.
He pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, tugging lightly, causing Sara to arch her back and moan with pleasure. Tom continued his slow and steady assault, giving her just enough contact to keep her on edge but not enough to push her over. Meanwhile, Sara was trying to catch her breath, her heart pounding in her chest as she clawed at his back, desperate for more contact.
"You want me to fuck you again?" Tom asked, his voice deep and commanding. Sara nodded eagerly, unable to find the words to speak.
She was already panting with need and desire, the orgasm she had just experienced only served to heighten her arousal.
Tom grabbed a fistful of Sara's hair and pulled her head back, exposing her neck. He trailed kisses down her throat, causing her to shiver with pleasure.
"Please," Sara whimpered, "Fuck me again, I need it."
Tom chuckled and stood, leading Sara to her bedroom. His cock waved obscenely in front of him as he walked through their living room as if he owned the place.
Sara followed, her body still buzzing with pleasure as they entered the bedroom. Her eyes roamed over Tom's toned physique as he sat down on the bed, his cock standing tall and proud. Sara couldn't resist the urge, she knelt down in front of him, her hands gently caressing his thighs as she leaned forward.
She took his entire length into her mouth, savoring the taste of their combined juices. Sara moaned with pleasure, feeling a surge of satisfaction as she swallowed him whole.
She held him there for a moment, savoring the taste of his cock and her own pussy juices. She then slowly pulled back, feeling the length of him slide against her lips. She swirled her tongue around the tip, before taking him in her mouth again, sucking hard and steady. Tom groaned with pleasure, his eyes closing as he let Sara pleasure him. Her skilled mouth was driving him wild, and he found himself reaching down to tangle his fingers in her hair as she slowly bobbed her head up and down.
As Sara pulled back up his length, Tom pulled her to her feet and instructed her to lay back on the bed, while he retrieved the rope from Doug's bedside table. He bound her hands and legs to the corners of the bed, her legs spread wide for him to access her dripping pussy.
As he finished tying her wrist, he laid his cock next to her mouth and she eagerly took it back between her lips, desperate for him to feed it to her. He groaned happily as she worshipped him and then she heard her phone ding with a notification next to the bed.
Tom kept his cock lodged deep in her mouth as he reached over to pick up her phone. He held it up and teased her with it saying "Looks like your husband is texting you. Should I answer him?" Tom asked with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. Sara's heart raced as she shook her head no, unable to form words with Tom's cock filling her mouth. Tom just laughed and opened her phone anyway, reading aloud "Oh he says he's hard at work thinking about how hot you look sucking cock. I must say I agree. Should I show him?" Tom asked, his tone taunting.
Sara whimpered, shaking her head wildly, still not releasing his shaft from her lips, as the words sent a wave of guilt and adrenaline through her. Tom laughed again and she heard the click of her camera. Her body tensed wildly with panic and excitement.
Sara moaned against the thick girth of Tom’s cock, her panic muffled. He was still holding her phone, reading the messages aloud to her as he tortured her with his slow thrusts.
"Looks like Doug is asking if you're good, baby. I think we should tell him exactly how good,” Tom demanded, his hand gripping her hair tighter as he fed her more of his shaft.
Sara tried shaking her head, indicating no in desperation. But she knew that it would only turn on Tom more to disobey her husband in front of him.
Sara's eyes widened as she felt Tom's free hand roam down her body, settling between her legs. He gently massaged her clit, causing her to moan and writhe.
"Look at you, so wet and ready for another round. You really are a slut, aren't you?" Tom said, his voice dripping with disdain and lust at the same time.
Sara moaned her response, unable to deny the truth in his words. Tom pulled his cock from her mouth, and chuckled at the sight of her begging for more.
"You want me to keep talking to your husband while I fuck you?" He asked, his voice dripping with satisfaction and arrogance.
Sara's heart raced as she heard the words come out of Tom's mouth. "No," she whispered, her mind racing with complex emotions, "please," she begged, her eyes pleading with him. Tom got a wicked glint in his eye, knowing he had her right where he wanted her. He slowly pumped his shaft between her lips, enjoying the sensation of her wet heat.
"I'll respond to him but I won't tell him anything... yet," he said, his voice dripping with contempt, "But you've got to be a good girl or I'll have some fun. " Tom grasped the base of his shaft and pushed himself deeper into her mouth with one swift movement.
He held himself deep in her mouth, feeling Sara gag around his cock, trying to take him deeper as he typed out a response. "There," Tom said, gripping the back of her head, "I replied with 'Thinking about some nice hard cock right now.' That's true isn't it slut?" Sara nodded, her eyes watering with strain.
She was so turned on by his command, even if it did make her feel uneasy. Tom pumped in and out of her mouth relentlessly, using her mouth to pleasure himself. He rubbed her clit in slow circles, causing Sara to lift her ass up off the bed in response.
Tom grinned and increased the pressure on her clit, pushing her right to the brink of ecstasy.
Sara moaned and writhed beneath him, so close to the edge. "Yes." She moaned around his shaft, pulling back so she could speak, "Yes. I'm always thinking about cock, especially yours."
Tom pulled his hand away, and typed his response into her phone. He gave her a wicked grin and she heard the message send.
Sara's heart was racing as she lay helpless and bound on their bed. She had never felt so vulnerable and she loved it. Tom's power over her, his ability to make her surrender to him was exhilarating.
"Please, Tom. I need it.
I need to cum again," Sara begged, her voice shaking with desire.
Tom looked down at Sara, his eyes dark and hungry as he bit his lip. "As much as I want to fuck you again, we need to talk. Have you been taunting Doug? Planting the seed of you having another man join you, like I directed?" Tom asked her, his face smiling but his tone serious.
Sara blushed at the memory of her conversation with Doug, the excitement of pushing him past his boundaries almost too much for her to bear. "Yes... I got him to admit that he would be turned on seeing me suck another cock." Sara admitted, her voice low and sultry.
"Good girl," Tom growled, grabbing her jaw with his hand and forcing her to look at him.
Tom leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss, one hand roaming down her body, finding her already soaking wet core.
He parted her legs wider and plunged two fingers inside her, curling them to find her sensitive spot and elicit a moan from her lips.
"Is that what you want, Sara?" Tom demanded, his voice low and intelligent as he thumbed her clit, "This cunt wants another cock doesn't it? Does it make you wet to think about Doug watching you get fucked by another man?"
Sara, bound and helpless, squirmed beneath Tom's powerful grip, unable to deny the truth in his words. She nodded, her breath coming out in shallow gasps, "Yes, Tom."
He pushed another finger inside her, stretching her out, "This cunt wants another cock doesn't it?"
Sara squirmed in embarrassment and arousal. She let out a barely audible mew of approval.
Tom stood, keeping her on the edge yet again and said "Well, if we're going to have another man join you and Doug in the bedroom, we should probably practice first, don't you think?" Sara's heart lodged itself in her throat, her mind wild with thoughts of the possibilities of what he meant. She nodded eagerly, breathing heavily as Tom picked up his own phone. Sara's eyes widened with curiosity and a twinge of fear as she watched Tom begin scrolling through his contacts. "I think I know just the person who can help us out today." He said, with a dangerously seductive tone.
Sara shivered as Tom sent a message and then set his phone down, resuming his slow attack on her senses, keeping her on the edge of orgasm while he teased her. "He should be here in a few minutes. I need to make sure this pussy is good and warm for him to slide into." As if on cue, they heard a knock at the door.
Tom stood and walked towards the bedroom door, looking back briefly to wink at Sara.
"Who could this be at this time of day?" He said in feigned surprise.
Sara's heart raced as she realized this was the moment of truth. She watched as Tom opened the door and greeted a tall, dark-haired man with stubble and a confident smile.
The man’s gaze shifted to the bound figure on the bed, and his eyebrows shot up in surprise.
“Took you long enough,” Tom laughed, pulling the man inside and shutting the door behind them.
Sara laid on the bed, her breath shallow and uneven as she stared at the stranger’s crotch, anticipation building in her chest. She tugged at her restraints, seeking any semblance of control.
The man approached the bed, eyeing Sara carefully. "Open your mouth for him slut." Tom said, standing at the foot of the bed, watching with satisfaction. "Get him ready like a good girl." Tom commanded, and Sara obediently parted her lips, sticking her tongue out.
The stranger didn't waste any time, pulling out his cock and presenting it to Sara's waiting mouth. She closed her eyes and savored the taste of him, feeling the warmth and girth between her lips. He tasted slightly different from Tom, but she was so turned on that every sensation felt heightened.
Tom stood by watching with a cruel smirk as Sara obediently sucked the stranger's cock.
The man's eyes were closed, and a low groan escaped his lips as Sara's tongue swirled around the head. Tom reached down to grip Sara's hair, urging her to take the man deeper into her mouth, and she obliged, her gag reflex kicking in as she struggled to take all of him.
The stranger's hands roamed over Sara's body as she sucked him off, cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples.
She moaned around his cock, and Tom continued to pull her hair and guide her movements.
"You like that, don't you?" Tom growled, watching as Sara's cheeks hollowed out with every pull on the stranger's dick.
Sara could only moan in response, her arousal spiking as she heard Tom's dirty words. She felt herself growing even more wet, her pussy clenching with need.
Tom growled again "This is how you're going to suck cock for your husband. Good and hungry, put on a show for him, make him love watching it so he can't resist fucking you, so he craves seeing you with other men." Sara moaned loudly, her mind swirling with pleasure as she imagined Doug's reaction to seeing her with someone else. The thought alone was enough to push her over the edge, and she felt herself clench up, her orgasm racing through her as she sucked him deeper. She heard the man curse under his breath, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he, too, felt the telltale signs of his climax.
"Look at you, you filthy slut," Tom growled, his fingers still working her clit as he stared down at her.
The man, still standing, groaned loudly, his cock pulsing as he shot his load straight down Sara's throat. She could feel herself choking on his seed but Tom held her head steady, forcing her to take it all.
"Such a good little cocksucker," the stranger grunted, pulling out of her mouth and watching as his cum dripped from her lips and onto her chin.
Tom reached out with his other hand and gently wiped her chin, bringing the tip of his finger to Sara's lips, urging her to taste the stranger's release.
She eagerly obeyed, swirling her tongue around his finger before taking it into her mouth, still craving more. The stranger stepped back and watched with anticipation, already growing hard again at the sight.
Tom backed away, still holding Sara’s hair, and motioned for the stranger to take his place between Sara’s legs. He withdrew his hands from her restraints, allowing them to fall to her sides.
The man settled himself between her thighs, guided by her wiggling body, eagerly seeking his entry. She writhed beneath him, trying to ease his entrance as he slid his thick cock still slick with her saliva into her. It slipped inside easily, lubricated by her arousal and Tom's semen.
Tom stood next to her, resting his cock across her lips, which she opened with a gasp as the new man sunk his full length inside her. Tom chuckled as he looked down at her. "What a good slut." He growled "Taking two different cocks in one day, or is it three? Did your husband have a turn this morning?"
Sara blushed and meekly replied "No, yours was the first I had inside me today." Tom flashed a devilish grin. "You hear that buddy? You're even getting to fuck this slut before her husband today."
The new man chuckled as he thrust harder, making Sara's tits bounce with every push. "Lucky me." He said with a grunt, "This is some hot pussy. Already close to cumming again."
"Go right ahead man." Tom said, jamming his cock in Sara's mouth before she could even attempt to object. "Fill her up, she loves it."
Sara's whole body clenched up, approaching another orgasm at the thought of this strange man's cum joining Tom's inside her. She began to cry out, the vibrations rippling up Tom's shaft, and she grabbed the other man's hips pulling him tight into her. He growled again and sank himself to the hilt, and Sara tipped over as she felt his cock throb and pulse jets of hot cum inside her. Tom withdrew himself from her lips and with a few quick pumps started shooting all over her face. Sara opened her eyes after a few moments of grinding her hips on the orgasming man's cock, milking him for every drop, to see Tom holding her phone again, taking a picture of her.
"Beautiful. Can't wait for your husband to see this, can you?" Tom asked with a grin, holding up the picture he just took of Sara's cum-covered face.
Sara blushed, her heart racing with both shame and excitement.
"Oh god." She whispered breathlessly.
The stranger pulled out of her, leaving her trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
She could feel their combined semen leaking from her pussy, trickling down her thighs.
Tom smiled and said "Well, we should probably be going. But what do you say first slut?"
Sara sighed and closed her eyes contentedly while murmuring "Thank you for the cock." She laid back in the bed and practically melted as she heard them leave, exhausted and satisfied, with cum dripping out of her and sliding down her cheeks. She had a few hours to rest until Doug was home, so she could clean herself up before then.
She picked up her phone and flicked through the pictures Tom had taken. She could barely recognize herself as the cock crazed slut in the pictures and it made her smile.
Sara opened her messages and thought about how to tease Doug some more. The last message from him was about how good she looked sucking cock, so she decided to send him a picture of some amateur pornstar smiling with one one on either side of her face saying "Think I'd look good like this babe?" As she tapped send she scooped a bit of Tom's cum onto her finger and popped it into her mouth, sucking it absent minded as she awaited a reply.
She got back a text shortly after saying "Quite possibly... Gotta go into a meeting now, won't be able to talk for a bit. You still wanna go out to the movie tonight?"
Sara sighed, her playtime was over for now. She responded "Sure." and then with a grin added a final tease. "I'll just be here, thinking about dick. See you soon."