sensation of swallowing him again and again. I saw her eyes snap open as he swelled and swelled, but she didn’t look at me. She gazed upward at him, her expression full of lust, and he simply gazed back at her, nodding slowly. He wasn’t holding her there, except with his words. She could have moved away at any time, but she didn’t. I watched her mouth bulge, her lips stretched tight around that invading girth as it swelled wider and wider. And I heard her gag again and again as it pushed deeper and deeper into her throat. Her breasts heaved with her exertion as she breathed through her nose. Brad’s smile grew and grew--
He suddenly stepped back, pulling his cock from her, her lipstick smearing on it. She gagged and gasped, panting as it emerged. The cock that had been soft and modest when it entered her mouth was now back to its thick, solid length, gleaming from her mouth. A long rope of saliva hung from it to her lip before dripping down onto one breast.
“Now get on the bed,” he told her.
Kim glanced at me, biting her lip. For a moment, I thought she might change her mind.
“Problem?” asked Brad. “You want to go home with hubby, instead? Just say the word, Kim.”
Kim looked at me. I stared beseechingly back at her and glanced meaningfully at the door.
But she shook her head and walked over to the bed. Whatever need was inside her was strong enough to overcome her guilt. She lay down on her back.
“Pretty,” said Brad staring at the blonde hair between her thighs while he rooted in a drawer for something. “But I meant face down.”
Chapter 11
Kim drew in her breath.
I looked blankly at both of them. “What? What does he want?”
Brad grinned at me. And showed me a tube of lube.
I felt my eyes go wide. “ No!” I hissed. “She’s never--” Then I broke off, realizing I might well be wrong.
“Oh, Louis…” said Brad, patting me on the back. “Did she tell you she’d never done it? Because we did it plenty of times, back in college.”
I stared at my wife. She had told me she’d never done it. I’d nervously broached the subject of anal, of course--all guys do, sooner or later. But she’d primly told me that she didn’t do that. Why had I been treated so differently? Because she’d bury that side of her deep and never let it show, the intensity of it scaring her? Or because I wasn’t man enough to be rewarded with what I demanded?
“So turn over,” Brad told her. “Because it’s been ten years, and I want to feel that tight little ass of yours again.”
Kim drew in her breath in a long, shuddering gasp. And then she turned face down on the bed.
I watched in horror as Brad took the tube of lube and squeezed a long, clear ribbon of it down the length of his cock. He rubbed it in, twisting his hand until his whole cock gleamed wetly. Then he stepped towards the bed.
“Wait!” I said. “Please! Not... there! ”
Brad grinned. “Bet you wish you hadn’t paraded my ex-girlfriend in front of me now, don’t you, Louis? Because then you wouldn’t be about to see her moan how much she loves it…when she get ass-fucked with this.” He brandished his cock.
“Please!” I begged. “I’m sorry!”
Brad laughed. “Too late, Louis. But don’t worry. I won’t hurt her. She can take me. She’s done it before, remember. And I’ll stop if she asks me to. I always have, you know, the whole time I was with her. She never did anything she didn’t want to. I just opened the door...and she always stepped through.” He climbed onto the bed between her ankles. “Isn’t that right, you kinky little bitch?”
Kim had pushed the pillow off the bed so that she could lie flatter. She’d turned her head to the side, her cheek against the sheets and her face towards me. “ Bastard!” she said to Brad, with feeling. But I saw the little grind her hips gave. This was part of their game—I was beginning to understand it, now. He’d talk dirty to
He suddenly stepped back, pulling his cock from her, her lipstick smearing on it. She gagged and gasped, panting as it emerged. The cock that had been soft and modest when it entered her mouth was now back to its thick, solid length, gleaming from her mouth. A long rope of saliva hung from it to her lip before dripping down onto one breast.
“Now get on the bed,” he told her.
Kim glanced at me, biting her lip. For a moment, I thought she might change her mind.
“Problem?” asked Brad. “You want to go home with hubby, instead? Just say the word, Kim.”
Kim looked at me. I stared beseechingly back at her and glanced meaningfully at the door.
But she shook her head and walked over to the bed. Whatever need was inside her was strong enough to overcome her guilt. She lay down on her back.
“Pretty,” said Brad staring at the blonde hair between her thighs while he rooted in a drawer for something. “But I meant face down.”
Chapter 11
Kim drew in her breath.
I looked blankly at both of them. “What? What does he want?”
Brad grinned at me. And showed me a tube of lube.
I felt my eyes go wide. “ No!” I hissed. “She’s never--” Then I broke off, realizing I might well be wrong.
“Oh, Louis…” said Brad, patting me on the back. “Did she tell you she’d never done it? Because we did it plenty of times, back in college.”
I stared at my wife. She had told me she’d never done it. I’d nervously broached the subject of anal, of course--all guys do, sooner or later. But she’d primly told me that she didn’t do that. Why had I been treated so differently? Because she’d bury that side of her deep and never let it show, the intensity of it scaring her? Or because I wasn’t man enough to be rewarded with what I demanded?
“So turn over,” Brad told her. “Because it’s been ten years, and I want to feel that tight little ass of yours again.”
Kim drew in her breath in a long, shuddering gasp. And then she turned face down on the bed.
I watched in horror as Brad took the tube of lube and squeezed a long, clear ribbon of it down the length of his cock. He rubbed it in, twisting his hand until his whole cock gleamed wetly. Then he stepped towards the bed.
“Wait!” I said. “Please! Not... there! ”
Brad grinned. “Bet you wish you hadn’t paraded my ex-girlfriend in front of me now, don’t you, Louis? Because then you wouldn’t be about to see her moan how much she loves it…when she get ass-fucked with this.” He brandished his cock.
“Please!” I begged. “I’m sorry!”
Brad laughed. “Too late, Louis. But don’t worry. I won’t hurt her. She can take me. She’s done it before, remember. And I’ll stop if she asks me to. I always have, you know, the whole time I was with her. She never did anything she didn’t want to. I just opened the door...and she always stepped through.” He climbed onto the bed between her ankles. “Isn’t that right, you kinky little bitch?”
Kim had pushed the pillow off the bed so that she could lie flatter. She’d turned her head to the side, her cheek against the sheets and her face towards me. “ Bastard!” she said to Brad, with feeling. But I saw the little grind her hips gave. This was part of their game—I was beginning to understand it, now. He’d talk dirty to
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