My hand had inched the door of my stall open before I was really aware of doing it. I leaned out of my stall and around to theirs. The stall doors had a good-sized gap between frame and door. With my face pressed up against the door, it was easy to see through the crack.
My wife was on her knees, stockinged legs kicked back behind her. She was topless, her blouse and bra in a pile on the floor. I had a three-quarters view of her as she sucked on the head of Deon’s cock. They both had their eyes closed, and Kristina was reaching up to stroke his cock with one hand in time with her sucking.
As I watched, Deon snaked one arm down and rested a huge hand on the back of Kristina’s head. He didn’t push with it: he just left it there and gently moved his hips forward to force more of his cock into her. Kristina instinctively moved back: she didn’t like it deep – she’d never taken more than the head of even my small cock in her mouth. But then the soft bundle of pinned hair on the back of her head pressed against his palm, preventing any further retreat.
I watched as another inch of stiff black cock slid into her mouth, her soft, luscious lips stretched around his girth. She made a little noise of protest in her throat, but it was a weak one. She didn’t stop her sucking, and her hand kept stroking at his length. I could see her cheeks hollow prettily as she started to suck in earnest, the movements as her tongue lashed over him. Deon gave a grunt of approval. And then he pushed forward another inch.
Her eyes flew open now, and she tried to move back again. But his hand still trapped her, and she had to accept him, her mouth now full to capacity. And a good half of his length remained. I had an awful feeling that I knew what he was going to do.
He reached down with his other hand and put one finger under her chin, the contrast between his dark skin and her paleness striking. He lifted her head, so that she was looking up at him. And then I saw him smile down at her. A wicked smile, a smile that spoke of awful things to come.
He was going to make her deep throat him.
Kristina realized it at the same time I did. She stopped stroking him. I saw her try to shake her head, and she gave a muffled “Mfffnnooo.”
He smirked.
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© Copyright Victoria Wessex 2013
The right of Victoria Wessex to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by her in accordance with the Copyright, Design and Patents Act 1988
All characters, events in this book, other than those clearly in the public domain, are fictitious and any resemblance to any real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Image credits: Heather - Syda Productions / Depositphotos, Oil rig - Mike Kiev / Bigstock
This book contains explicit material and is for adults only. All characters portrayed are intended to be over 18 years of age, even where not explicitly stated.
This story exists in a world of fantasy. Always practice safer sex and keep your play safe, sane and consensual.
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