I whispered shit in her ear that I couldn’t hold back. I told her how good she felt inside, how hard she was making my cock. That I never wanted to pull out of her for any reason.
I’ve heard of men being pussy whipped, being owned by one particular cunt. I always laughed it off as an urban legend. Now I’m not too sure about that.
As a man of means, who’s always controlled everything around me, for the first time I think I’ve met my match. “From now on, whenever I want this, I’m going to have it. No matter where or when.”
I’ve never talked so much in bed, other than to hand out instructions, but she was pulling it all out of me. I bit and sucked the flesh of her tits leaving marks wherever I went before sucking her nipple into my mouth.
Her pussy really went wild then. I was deep enough now and she’d been accepting me for the last few minutes, so I thought it was time to go in search of her G-spot.
That curve at the end of my cock is usually good at seek and destroy, and now proved to be no different. I found that rough patch deep inside her pussy and she bit into my shoulder while her nails drew blood down my back. “Again!” I fucked into her spot until cunt juice mixed with virgin blood and stained the sheets beneath us.
Her unintelligible moans and wild murmurs were music to my ears. Nothing makes a man feel more like a man than his woman’s response in bed. No amount of money or physical achievements can give you that same rush.
Knowing that I was hitting her tight little virgin pussy just right made my cock grow even harder and it wasn’t long before I was fucking my cum into her.
I didn’t think of pulling out, that was not an option. In fact, the more I thought of cumming inside her unprotected womb the harder I fucked. Until I went dumb, deaf and blind from the sheer magnitude of the pleasure that rushed through every part of me.
I roared loud and hard as she sucked the cream from my balls, draining them inside her sucking pussy. It felt like a lot, way more than normal.
And still I kept fucking, even through the slight pain caused by her too tight pussy and that orgasm that had out shone all that came before it.
“What have you done to me?” I hadn’t meant to say those words out loud, but again, something about her drew that shit out of me. I looked down at her once again in wonder.
She was breathing hard enough to move her chest, and my eyes were drawn to her beautiful tits, which only made my mouth water for another taste. I spent the next five minutes making love to her amazing tits, which seemed too big for her slight frame. Just the way I like ‘em.
“How in the world did you ever hide these?” I squeezed them together before licking first one and then the other nipple, going back and forth until both nipples stood tall and firm.
My cock had stayed hard inside her and I was biding my time, debating on whether or not it made more sense to pull out and start over, or just stay inside her and fuck.
“Are you still hurting?” She shook her head slightly but I wasn’t sure that I could trust that. She seemed to be just as hungry for me as I was for her.
“Don’t lie to me, am I hurting you?” I searched her eyes for the truth but all I saw was lust. The same lust that I was sure was burning in my own eyes. It would be hard as fuck but if I was hurting her, I’d pull out and take care of her.
I knew there was no way I was going to be satisfied with just one fuck tonight though, so I wasn’t even going to lie to myself. But I was willing to at least give her some minor relief before starting in on her again. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down to her as she lifted her lips to mine. “Nothing I can’t handle.” Good enough for me!
The kiss started out nice and slow, like long lost lovers who’d found each other after a long time apart. I was hyperaware of everything about her.
The way her pussy felt like warm silk wrapped around my cock. The way her breathing grew shallow when I flexed my cock at the mouth of her womb where it rested.
Her sweet breath as it passed across my face and more, the way her cunt gripped me once I started to move. Nothing has ever felt this good; nothing. “You feel better than anything I’ve ever felt.”
Her eyes flashed and she looked up at me in surprise before making a small startled cry and devouring my lips again. Her mouth moved voraciously under mine as she held my head with one hand and dug the nails of the other into my ass and lifted her hips harder, pulling my cock deeper into her pink cavern.
I was afraid that she’d hurt herself with her frenzied movements but when I moved to pull back, to ease off, she complained in a most sexy way. She whined; until I gave in and gave her what she wanted.
And what she seemed to want was a hard, pounding fuck. I was only able to keep up the slow pace for a while before she let me know that she wanted more.
I grabbed her hands and slammed them down on the bed above her head when she tried to tear the skin off my back. “You wanna fuck? Is that what you want?”
It’s always the quiet ones. She didn’t answer but she didn’t have to. The fiery light in her eyes said it all. I gave her a few hard thrusts before wrapping my arms around her tight and turning so that I ended up on my back with her sitting astride me with my cock buried to the hilt in her.
Taking her large cushiony soft breasts in my hands, I flexed my hips. “Ride!” It was like giving her the keys to the kingdom. First she got this look of wonder on her face like she couldn’t believe I was giving up the reins.
Either that or she was such an innocent that she didn’t know it was possible to fuck in this position. Whatever the case, it didn’t take her long to get the hang of it and soon she was sliding up and down on my cock experimentally until she got the hang of it.
I just played with her tits and fucked up into her every once in a while; but pretty much I was just the cock she was using to get off. I’ll take it.
Sydney
I’ve bitten off more than I can chew. There’s no way I can live without this, without him, after having tasted the sweetness of being stuffed full of that wondrous flesh between his thighs. Who knew that sex could be this mind blowing?
I never knew pleasure could be this…well, pleasurable. Never knew the body could feel this way. Even as my sex stretched and burned and ached I wanted more.
I moved on pure instinct, rocking my hips back and forth, then sliding up and down his length. His thick, hard length that reached deep inside me.
His hands on my breasts, squeezing, massaging, made me want to do things. I felt my body build up again to that earth shattering crescendo. And when I came down he had pulled me into his chest and was swallowing my cries.
I bit his lip, not hard, but hard enough for him to exclaim. “Bad girl!” His cocky smile told me that he wasn’t too mad about it and I did it again until he fed me his tongue, then I got distracted.
His hands made their way down to the flesh of my ass, another place I didn’t realize could bring me such sexual joy. And when he dipped his finger just inside, I was off to the races again.
It went on like that all night into the early morning. We only stopped once for him to give me a bath to ease the ache that had brought tears to my eyes after the third or fourth time he took me. And then again to rest.
I woke to him sliding into me with his face buried in my neck and all I could think was how was I going to hide what he’d done to me from the outside world.
By the time I made it back to my room an hour before the twins were supposed to be up, my legs were weak, my nipples were sore, and there was a sweet ache between my thighs that went all the way up inside me.
Taking a shower was a whole new experience. The wet cloth moving over my skin only reminded me of the feel of his hands as they touched me in all the right places.
My hands moved slowly over my flesh as I cleaned away the remnants of our night’s passion. I had a mini orgasm when I washed between my legs and knew that there was no way I wasn’t going to enjoy him again.
When I found myself
smiling alone in the shower I knew that something had changed, something monumental. But I was afraid to look too closely lest I dull the moment.
Back in my room I tied the towel tighter around me as I booted up the laptop. I’d almost forgotten about her, but riding my high only made me want to gloat even more. Things had gone better than I could ever have expected.
I knew as soon as I saw her that she’d seen and heard it all. She looked almost beaten, bereft. I had no empathy or sympathy for her plight.
I’d worried that by doing this I would be no better than her, but I know now that that could never be true. I could never have done the things she did.
But my mind was made up. One way or the other she didn’t deserve him. So even if I lose him in the end, I’d go on knowing that I’d done what I set out to do. Destroy her.
“Did you see? Wasn’t he amazing? I bet he never did you like that. What was that?” She was back to screaming behind her gag and I was reminded that she hadn’t had anything to eat in a few days.
The gag was such that if she were careful, she could enjoy a few sips from the waterspout I’d rigged for her to drink from. She couldn’t very well hold anything with her hands tied and bound.
Her tears meant nothing to me, and my only regret as I watched her ravaged face, is that I’d met him under these circumstances. I’m smart enough to know that what we shared in his bed wasn’t something I’d easily find again with anyone else.
But there was no hope for it; I’d gone too far to turn back now. And there was no undoing what I’d already done. I still had a little more work to do and then I would be leaving.
The thought made me sad for the first time since this whole thing begun. How I wish I could give myself a little more time. It was a nice dream but I’d learned long ago that dreams were just flights of fancy.
I hid my inner turmoil well from her but my own thoughts made me just a little bit meaner when I leaned in to the screen. “Maybe I’ll marry him once I get rid of you.”
Her eyes showed fright as she shook her head wildly and for once I wished I really did have it in me to take her life. But as much as I hate her, as horrible a human being as she is I won’t go that far. No, what I have planned for her is even worse for someone like her. Much, much worse.
I didn’t spend too much time with her now, I’d pretty much done what I came to do. I have to wait until Sebastian goes back to the city on Monday before I can carry out the next phase of my plan.
At the breakfast table I wore a permanent blush, my eyes never meeting his as I focused on the girls. I knew he watched me though and my body seemed like one big ball of fire.
When his fingers covered mine on the table I jumped and had no choice but to look at him. He didn’t say a word, but he didn’t have to, his eyes said more than enough.
The girls were too preoccupied with their meal to notice the byplay, or to hear my harshly indrawn breath when he turned my hand up and dragged his thumb across my palm. I should pull away, should start distancing myself before this went too far. But what the hell, I only have one more day to enjoy him fully.
After breakfast I played with the girls outside, running and laughing in the most carefree way since I was a child myself. I had moments of deep longing, when I’d watch their little heads bent together as they plotted some mischief.
What would it be like to have this forever? What would it feel like to be his woman? I felt his gaze and turned and looked as he entered the garden where we’d been playing a game of hide and seek.
“Daddy, daddy…” The two little angels ran to him to be picked up. He was so good with them and it was plain to see they adored him. I felt foolish tears tease my eyes and sniffed them away hurriedly. He looked over their heads at me after giving each one a kiss, before putting them back on their feet.
They dragged him off to the little garden table where their tea set waited and this man, this great adorable man, sat and had tea with his daughters. It was obvious that this wasn’t the first time they’d played this game. This wasn’t something he was doing for show. “Come join us Sydney.”
The look he gave me said he was inviting me for something more than tea. I walked over on suddenly shaky legs and took the last remaining seat. As I sat there for the next half an hour I let myself play make believe. I allowed my mind to drift aimlessly as I pretended, what if.
What if this was real? What if I was just a girl who had just wandered into his life, this ideal setting, and we shared what we had and it became something more?
Even more, and beyond that, my thoughts turned to, what can I possibly do to change the course that I’d set so that I could make this a reality?
But no matter how I tried I couldn’t come up with a plausible solution. As we speak, his wife was locked away in the attic. Chained, bound and half starved.
I’d rigged his country home so that said wife could watch our interactions while I seduced her husband and monopolized her children.
Sure I had a viable excuse. Sure she deserved every bit of it. But would he see it that way? Or would that heated look of attraction that he wore even now as he looked at me, turn into something else?
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I thought of his reaction when it all came to a head. I wasn’t planning on him knowing my part, and if everything went as planned she’d be in no position to point the finger at me.
But I have no choice but to leave in order to keep my secret, and that’s where the parting of ways will come. That’s where the cold betrayal would come into play.
I felt confused for a second and wished for my mother. The mother I hadn’t known since I was thirteen. The mother who used to kiss my brow and assure me that everything was okay in my world.
But I couldn’t, and can’t have it both ways. To exact vengeance for that lost woman I’ve had to go to the lengths I’ve gone to, but in the process I’ve lost the only that had meant anything to me ever.
I didn’t know; didn’t comprehend that it would be this easy to get sucked in like this. I’d brushed off the sex as nothing more than a piece to the puzzle.
How was I to know that he’d bowl me over? That he’d take me to heights I was not ready for? How was I to know that in one night, he’d break his way into my heart, tear down all my defenses and conquer the unconquerable?
“Sydney!” His voice interrupted my thoughts and brought me back to the present. He gave me a strange look when I almost jumped out of my skin. “Yes, I’m sorry, did you say something?”
That look became more speculative and I swallowed hard while looking away before he saw too much. “I said it’s time for these two to go down for their nap.”
He stood with a child in each arm and I realized that more time had passed than I thought while I sat there in a fog. I nodded my understanding and stood to my feet. “Of course.”
Sydney
I put the girls down and decided to take a nap, I needed it in the worst way. No swimming for me today, my body probably wouldn’t hold up anyway since I was still sore in unmentionable places.
I laid across my bed well on the way to feeling sorry for myself, when I heard the door creep silently open. I turned a bit startled, not knowing what to expect, but I should’ve known.
There were no words spoken as he locked the door behind him before pulling his shirt off over his head. Or when his hands moved to his shorts and unzipped before pushing them off down his thighs.
My breath was already hitching and I felt moisture gather between my thighs. My hands, as if having a mind of their own, went to the buttons of my summer dress and I had them undone by the time he reached the bed.
He pulled the dress off and away from my body before covering it with his. There were no preambles this time, no lead up. I just felt his big rough hands between us as he led his cock into my waiting heat.
One of his hands wrapped around my head and he whispered in my ear. “We don’t have much time, who knows how long they’ll be down for.” He was moving in
side me as he spoke.
By the third thrust into my body it became easier to take his length. My own juices started flowing and mixed with the precum that leaked from his cock, making his inward strokes easier to take.
I didn’t care anyway. I’d take him anyway which way I could, for as long as it lasted. This, being quiet, moving slowly together, was almost as hot, and intense as the wild passion of the night before.
In fact I felt him even more. Every touch of his hands, every kiss he placed at the corners of my lips, the words he whispered in my ear. “I want to fuck you from behind.”
He pulled out and helped me onto my hands and knees, but in his hurry he had me facing the end of the bed. Where the hidden camera was. I’d forgotten about her again.
But when he knelt behind me and I felt his tongue enter me from behind which had fast become one of my favorite things since the first time he did it, I stopped thinking about her again.
It was only as I bit into the sheets with my ass in the air, only when I felt his hands on the cheeks of my ass holding me in place, only when I felt the goodness of his hard hot length sliding home that I looked up.
I imagined I was looking right at her, that she was getting a bird’s eye view. And though I knew I had to be quiet, the whole house was awake and moving around after all, I still allowed myself to voice my pleasure.
“Oh, so deep…harder, fuck me harder.” I smiled up at the camera as I pushed back to accept his powerful thrusts. And he just went and made things a whole lot more interesting with his next words.
“I love taking you like this. I’ve never fucked anything this fucking tight, this good, fuck. That’s it baby, take all the cock you need.” My ass was moving faster now as I spread my legs wider and arched my back deeper.
I was telling him without words that he could do anything he wanted with me. I egged him on, wiggling my ass, squeezing my pussy muscles, all while keeping that smile on my face.
I got a high out of knowing that she was watching. The thought that I was stealing her husband right before her very eyes made my pussy weep even more around his cock, and I came so hard I felt like I would pass out from the sheer pleasure.
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