by Matthew Lee
Saturday, she kicked me out of the bedroom around six and asked me to make sure the bar was stocked. We were out of a few items so I yelled through the door I was running to the liquor store. I took my time and got back to the house around seven-thirty. I set everything up and was surprised by the doorbell at seven-fifty. Eager beaver.
Leo wore a polo shirt and khakis and a shit-eating grin. He had me and he knew it. I did not shake his hand. I asked if he wanted a drink and he said a beer would do.
“She’s in the bedroom?”
I gave a quick nod.
“Perfect.” He peeled his shirt off and headed for the bedroom door.
“What the fuck, Leo? Wait out here for her.”
He shook his head. “Nah. Bring my beer.”
He turned the knob and entered our room, shutting the door behind him. I did not hear the lock click. Lily was going to be pissed, actresses and entrances being what they are. I hurried across the living room and stepped into the bedroom.
He’d come up behind her at the bathroom mirror and placed his hands around her waist. A towel lay in a half-circle around her feet. A lacy red dress lay on the bed, waiting.
She kissed him by turning her head over a shoulder. He held her jaw and backed off an inch so she could face him and then they kissed again.
“Take my pants off,” he ordered. She knelt and unbuckled his belt, pushing his trousers down. He wore no underwear. Just above his penis was a black, inverted pentagram tattoo. His cock was soft, but already so much bigger than mine. A single vein as thick as a pencil ran along the top. The head was swelling faster than the shaft and the extra weight kept the beast pointed at the ground. He was three fingers thick and probably nine inches long and I saw on her face his cock took her breath away. He saw that too.
“Oh, you like that, hm? Don’t worry girl, you’ll get all of it in you if it takes me all night.” He looked over at me. “Did you buy condoms, amigo?”
I hesitated, showing him my palms. “I didn’t—“
He looked down at Lily. “Your husband wants me to fuck you bareback. That okay with you?” He laughed sarcastically. “I’m only kidding, girl. I don’t care what you want. Of course you’re going to take this cock bare. Lick my dick.”
Lily pressed her face against his hanging meat and then slipped her tongue out to follow the thick vein all the way up to his sparse black pubic hair. She started at the head and did it again. He kicked off his shoes, ignoring her, as she continued swabbing his shaft. He glanced at our bed.
“Move that dress, dude. Where’s my beer?”
Fuming, I draped the dress over the back of a chair and left to go get his beer. In the kitchen, I leaned against the counter. I’d known Leo almost three years and I had no idea this cocky asshole lay hidden within the meek and compliant man I knew. I grabbed his beer and a glass, realized a glass would be wasted on a man like him, popped the top on his drink, and waited. Half of me was ready to head back in there, half of me was not.
Leo was in our bedroom right now. Lily was naked, in our bed, with Leo, right now. The reality bounced off some kind of mental armor I had. I couldn’t quite grasp that these were facts.
Lily moaned softly.
I crept down the hall and peeked into our room. He sat on the corner of our bed with legs spread wide. Lily was on her knees licking his big balls. His cock rested on her shoulder, curled along her neck, poking out through her long black hair. Donkey cock indeed. I saw her head dip each time she darted under and slathered his nuts and goddamn if my penis didn’t twitch. Lily and big cocks just look so good together.
I retreated to the kitchen to pour myself some whiskey and Lily some red wine. On my return to our bedroom I saw he had moved up to lean against the headboard while she sucked hard on his dick. He had his arms raised behind his head, fingers laced, king of the world in no hurry at all.
“Lily,” he said. “You might be the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
She moaned and sucked faster. He was growing stiff and she struggled to take as much.
“I’m still going to fuck you like a whore. I just wanted you to know I think you’re gorgeous.”
She stopped sucking. “You talk a lot. How about you fuck me instead?”
I stepped into the room and set their drinks on the nightstand, and then backed towards the chair with the dress hanging on it.
“Keep sucking,” he said. Lily did as she was told.
I was mesmerized. His cock was beautiful and I don’t even swing that way, but credit where credit is due. Lily’s fingers did not meet and the tip drooled pre-cum constantly. Lily lapped it up as she bathed him. The skin was slightly darker than the rest of him but I guess when you’re required to expand that much there better be a little extra of you. She had him fully hard now and I saw the electric thrill that gave her.
She stopped sucking and climbed over his body, aiming his cock straight up. She rubbed the head around looking for her hole but he sat up and grabbed her jaw.
“Keep sucking,” he ordered.
Lily pouted! A tiny smile curled the corners of her mouth and she flopped back down to pop his head into her mouth. He put a hand on her hair and pushed, gagging her. She tried harder. When she’d worked him for ten minutes or so, he pulled her mouth up to his by pulling her hair.
“You want this dick?”
“Yeah.”
He looked over at me. “How about you? You want her to take this dick?”
“Not especially,” I lied.
Her pussy was already wet and swollen. Her nipples were diamonds. My wife wanted to fuck this uncultured slob in the worst way.
Lily’s hand was a blur. The loud slap filled our bedroom. Leo looked stunned for an instant and then laughed.
“Like that again? Okay, slut.”
He flipped her onto her back and held her pinned by her hair. He moved between her legs, which spread just a little too fast for me, and worked his hips, finding her opening. Their eyes met and held with a shared knowledge and then he pushed his cock forward. Lily groaned with intense pleasure. Leo exhaled.
“Goddamn, woman, you are a tight, wet furnace.”
He pulled back and slide home again. Her lips parted as her eyes grew big. He sawed in and out and Lily’s head started weaving back and forth like a snake. Her hands landed on his chest. He fucked her deep and slow for a minute and she pinched his nipple, making him groan. He fucked her faster.
I could have stood up and cut my own head off and neither would have stopped. He jerked her hair into the bed and she slapped him again and he laughed. He let go of her hair and slapped her face. I was a tenth of a second away from coming out of my chair to beat the shit out of him when Lily growled at him to fuck her harder.
“Make me love that cock,” she snarled. “You’re so big, so hard. Make me feel it, you fucker. Make me remember you.”
Her hands smacked down on his ass and her fingers dug in; ten little dents. She pulled him deep and lifted her legs. Slowly, her toes pointed at the ceiling.
“Fuck me,” she grunted.
Leo moved his arms under her legs and bent them far over her. I got an obscene view of his thick cock stretching her cunt. Her excitement ran down the crack of her ass. He assaulted her tight opening until he had her screaming with pleasure.
He withdrew his cock and leaned back, his ass on his heels. His rampant dick pulsed and throbbed. Lily whimpered at an empty pussy and flipped onto her stomach. She seductively arced her back and lifted her round ass at his face. The invitation of her pussy was too much to resist. He laughed and bent his dick to her hole, sheathing the fat tube in her guts. He grabbed a butt cheek with each hand and resumed pounding my petite wife. His heavy balls slapped her clit repeatedly.
When she came like that, moments later, her howl shook our room. I was so conflicted but so turned on. Why’d it have to be him? This man represented a huge complication for us. My lust won and I pulled my penis from my pants and began masturbating while
I watched.
His mastery and ownership of her cunt was total. She instantly responded to his touch, ready to give anything he wanted, eager to please the man that so pleased her. Her pussy wrapped his meat like a cocoon. He threatened to turn her inside out on each withdrawal, turned her cunt into a funnel on each thrust. My wife was a bawling maniac, face buried in a pillow, hands full of gathered comforter, continuous stream of moans and cries flowing from her throat. She shrieked her way through a massive orgasm but Leo did not stop. Her second climax left her sobbing and limp.
He fucked her unresponsive body for a minute before rolling off and reaching for his beer. He sat on my side of the bed, one foot on the floor, heel on the mattress, plump balls resting on the sheets and a tan, curving, tusk of a cock pointing at the ceiling. More cum leaked down the shaft. Behind him, Lily still lay with her ass in the air, exhausted, her hole gaping slightly from his pummeling.
Erotic. As. Fuck.
He saw me stroking. “You like to watch, hm? Figures. Big bad Luke; ball-buster at work, voyeur at home. Maybe we should do this all the time? Wait a couple days and ask Lily what she wants.”
I was about to respond when Lily, her voice ragged and dreamy, said: “I’m right here. I can hear you.”
Leo smacked her ass. “Get over here and suck my cock, slut.”
Lily swung her head around to his lap and lowered her mouth over the dark helmet. Her tongue swirled around the crown and then she opened her mouth and I saw her work the tip of her tongue into his slit, pushing out copious pre-cum.
“Fuck,” he breathed. “That’s good.”
Her lips closed again and she leisurely nursed on his dick. He was too big for her mouth and she loved that. Her struggle excited her. I remembered her comments about a vanilla fuck, seeming so long ago, and thought this cock is exactly what she was talking about.
Despite the obvious complications and my serious reservations, my penis brain got the better of me. “You want him to fuck you again, Lily?”
She moaned. “Every night, Baby. Give him the guest room. I’ll go visit him whenever I crave a hard fuck with a big cock.”
He grinned at me over the top of her head. She continued to work his stiff inches until he wanted to fuck her again.
“That’s enough, girl. You’re going to make me nut and I don’t want to shoot in your mouth, I want to shoot in your sweet pussy.”
Lily scooted up the bed and stuffed a pillow under her hips. She spread her legs wide, handing her pussy to him on a silver platter.
Trevor and Leo were such different lovers. Trevor fucked and climaxed and rested. Leo fucked until Lily came and then he let her rest before fucking her again. He was saving up for one earthshaking orgasm at the end. I figured out what he was doing, but I was totally unprepared for how much he came.
After my wife offered him her sweet cunt, Leo moved up between her thighs and eased his fat cannon in. They started again with their familiar rhythm and soon he pounded her little pussy. My wife could not resist what he did to her. I saw her try. She wanted to put off another orgasm but couldn’t, cumming all over his penetrating spear like a true slut.
He moved her all around the bed, fucking her in every position. This bed would never look the same to me. The night wore on, filled with occasional breaks for Lily. She needed them, but was right back after his cock again.
He had flipped her onto her back and buried his cock when I heard him moan differently. Lily heard it too and grabbed his ass.
“God! Fuck yes, I want it. Give me your load, Leo. Fucking dump that jizz in me. It’s mine! Fucking fill me up.”
Leo curled around her petite body and his hips moved like pistons. A long groan poured from his throat and then he was convulsing, grunting and gasping. Sperm shot out around his dick and splattered our sheets. His big balls flexed and another surge of pure semen blasted my wife’s womb. He flailed but held her tightly as he pumped gushes of sperm into her. He must not have cum for a month.
Lily went nuts when the first blast hit. I imagined he probably swelled bigger and hotter and that drove her crazy. She ground her hips against his, forcing him deep.
When he’d given her his last, he held her in a ball of arms and legs. He seemed dead until Lily rolled him off and then he moaned and lay flat on his back. A cup of cloudy jizz flowed out of her gaping hole. She pinched herself shut and looked at Leo and then me, so pleased with herself.
“I wasn’t kidding,” she whispered. “I swear I could fuck this man every night.”
His voice was weak and shaky: “I’m right here. I can hear you.”
Lily and I chuckled.
Chapter 15
Which brings me to the present. I’m seated by the pool, alone, sipping my Corona watching two hummingbirds chase each other around the feeder. Lily is bikini shopping with Dawn.
My wife continues to act and do well, well enough she quit Macys. We’ve gone to a few awards shows and even a couple afterparties, but nothing like that goddamn opium den. Sebastian has hinted about the outside activities Leo mentioned but we’ve nothing concrete, yet. From what I can tell that mystery lies well outside social convention. Sebastian wants to know he can trust us completely before revealing his private life.
Jimmy got married and dropped out of acting. Lily fucked Trevor a second time on a trip to New York that I could not make. I sat at home, horny, anguished, and tormented, as pictures and texts started coming in, masturbating like a teenager.
Lily and big cocks go so well together.
Which is why Leo comes around about once every ten days. I’ve started joining them in bed but really, I’m just his wing man, getting Lily wet and ready for him and then holding her legs open.
I sense something coming, but I’m not sure what. We’ve arranged our lives so well; we have money and passion and mind-blowing sex, but a dark cloud lies on the horizon and it’s headed this way. Not dark like terrible news, dark like sinister and wicked. I can see Lily’s lust for sex growing into something bigger.
We’ll see.
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