Man of the House: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance

by Sarah Rowling

  I thought them a bit selfish and I missed the quiet guy already but I wanted to see what Stacy’s life was like, legally, while also getting some human contact so I kept my mouth shut and held both of my hands out.

  I felt one hot hard dick that I could barely fit my hand around wrapped in a condom, and another, thinner but longer.

  My motions at first were short, uncoordinated, but I soon found a rhythm and the men started to moan.

  I couldn’t see them but I could hear them, and feel how their cocks reacted.

  The two men shuffled closer to me as I jerked them off, one of them kept squirting lubricant onto their dicks, and I enjoyed the sounds they made.

  The bigger one, the one I kept calling Hefty Dick in my mind, started talking as his legs started to wobble.

  “Fuck me man! Bruce, look at her tits man. I’d love to fuck those, get my dick right between them and fuck them until I spew all over her gorgeous neck.”

  “I hear you Tay, but I’d liked to fuck that pussy more. Look at it, I don’t think I’ve ever actually seen a pretty pussy but hers is just so cute! I’d love to get into that!”

  Feeling brave I held my face up to the men and smiled.

  “You can do both if you’d like. At the same time.” I was feeling especially slutty now and wanted to be fucked even more after pounding away at those two stiff cocks with my fists.

  “For real?” I heard them both say.

  I heard Stacy make a noise, over by the couch, but she didn’t say anything. She must have decided against protesting.

  “For real.” I finally answered, taking the robe off before sliding up onto the bed properly

  The first man, the one with the huge cock, came up to kneel over me, his cock sliding between my breasts.

  “These are such gorgeous tits; I’m going to enjoy fucking them!” He said as he poured lube all over my plump round breasts and then squeezed the fluffy globes together. His gasp of pleasure made my pussy clench.

  Just as I clenched his friend, who had moved between my thighs, decided to slam that long thin cock of his into my dripping wet cunt.

  “Fuck me!” I gasped as I felt him hitting places I didn’t think he’d be able to.

  My pussy must have been clenching hard because I felt every ridge of his cock as the anonymous stranger fucked into me, scouring my pussy with pleasure.

  This wasn’t quite something I’d ever planned on doing, it seemed degrading but now, with the bigger man tweaking my nipples as he gasped and fucked my cleavage, and the smaller man fucking my pussy I was close.

  “I think she’s about to pop man, squeeze her titties some more. I want to feel her clenching my dick.” I heard from behind the man.

  The man’s grip on my nipples became almost painful but it was oh so fucking good and I started coming immediately.

  The man fucking me turned into a jackrabbit, his thrusts coming at lightning speed, as his friend above me started to moan.

  I could feel his cock pulsing between my tits, still sliding in and out of them, as I came, and that made me clench the other one even harder.

  I would have liked to have gotten that monster in my mouth, just to see if I could take it, and the thought had me coming again as the smaller man’s thrusts stopped and I heard his moan.

  “I’m jizzing man, fuck she’s tight!” He gasped out as his cock pulsed within me.

  I smiled as the man on top of me got off and the one between my thighs moved away, his cock sliding out with a noisy sound that made me giggle.

  I love fuck noises!

  Yeah, I’m losing it but in a good way.

  Stacy showed the men out quietly, without another word, and I went into her shower once more.

  She came into the bathroom just as I was getting out and looked me over.

  “You are one beautiful lady, do you know that?” She asked me, purring the words out.

  I loved how she purred and I wanted to make her purr even more.

  I pulled her to me quickly, letting the towel drop as I kissed her deeply.

  My fingers quickly went beneath the skirt she was wearing and I gasped and pulled away as I felt how wet she was.

  Without a word I found her clit and slid it between two fingers, rubbing her the way I liked to be rubbed.

  I watched her face as she moved back against a wall to brace herself, and smiled at her, loving the sounds she was making.

  “Oh fuck, Ana, don’t stop, please.” She begged me.

  Using the first guy’s tactic I didn’t speak, I just listened to her, and bent down to kiss her lips as her pants increased, then moved down her neck, biting where her neck met her collar bone.

  She came apart beneath me, her body shivering, her hands clenching around my upper arms to hold herself up as her body exploded in my arms.

  Her face was beautiful as the spasms ran through her. Her lips parted, and I kissed her, my tongue delving between her full lips.

  Her eyes popped open and they blazed back at me, the fire of her desire clearly visible.

  Twice more her body spasmed and then she relaxed, sliding down the wall and pulling me with her.

  “You’ve never done that before have you? With a woman I mean.”

  “I’ve never done any of this before. But it was incredible.” I responded back, pulling the towel around me once more.

  Now, alone in my bed once more, reliving the moments, I knew I was lost. I missed Scott, I loved him and wanted him home, but Stacy was opening up a world for me I could have never imagined.

  And I wanted more of it.

  Chapter Four

  “Two more weeks?” I fumed as I heard Scott telling me over the speakers that it was going to be a while before he came home.

  “I know baby. And I don’t blame you for being upset but these are new accounts, they’re vital to the company. They’re also going to eat up a lot of my time so there’s no use in you coming out to see me. I’ll be coming back to the hotel just to sleep, shower, and leave again.” Scott said, his own disappointment now apparent.

  “I just…I don’t know how much more of this I can take Scott. I know we agreed to do this but I miss you so bad that I ache!” I told him.

  And it was true. Sure, I’d fucked Sunday away with other men, then finger fucked Stacy, quite a few times since, actually, but I missed my husband. I’d stop fucking around if he’d just come home.

  I’d even give up Stacy, if he’d just come back to me.

  As Scott tried to soothe me over our video chat session, I clicked on the link Stacy had sent me in an instant message.

  It was my ratings from Sunday night. With an anxious feeling I looked at the ratings then smiled.

  Five out of five stars. And the quiet man had requested another session! I might take him up on that, I thought as Scott asked me what had me smiling.

  “Just a joke Stacy sent me, darling. Sorry. So we aren’t even going to be talking for the next couple of weeks are we?” I asked, going back to him.

  “Probably just a text here and there, darling, I’m very sorry. And yes, I have to get out of this soon. I can’t keep doing this to us. I promise, soon this will all be over.” Scott said, looking chastened.

  Scott fell asleep soon after, Scott’s day having been very long, we didn’t have the opportunity for our usual sexy time. I listened to him snoring lightly as I went through the site Stacy set me up on.

  I found the link for the Quiet Man and sent an acceptance of his offer for another session. I’d leave it up to Stacy as to whether or not we had any more visitors that night. The house I was using for my adventures was hers after all.

  Sunday came and my nerves were shot. Guilt had started to set in but at the same time, I felt anger at Scott for letting this go on this long.

  “You’re not really angry with him, are you?” Stacy said after I vented for an hour about not speaking to him since that night we’d discussed him not coming home.

  “No, I suppose not, I’m just resentful, and
sad. We have a good marriage but I’m destroying it.” I told her, my head in her lap as she stroked my hair.

  “As long as you aren’t caught I think you’ll be fine. We’ll just have to be careful. Now, how are you feeling otherwise?” She asked me, her fingers grazing the bare skin on my arm.

  “Horny as fuck. When does the Quiet Man arrive?” I asked, hoping this was finally going to be the time she got me off. We hadn’t gone that far yet, I’m not sure why, but we hadn’t.

  “In about ten minutes. Go up and get ready. Your mask is waiting.” She directed with a gentle nudge and a smile.

  I gave her a quick peck on the lips and ran up her stairs to the room.

  I undressed, fluffed my hair in a mirror, and then dove under the covers with the mask on.

  I wanted to play it differently this time. I wanted to feel his body over me as he penetrated my mouth.

  The last time was sweet, but I wanted sweeter.

  My head turned to the door as I heard him enter, Stacy right behind him, and I smiled in his direction.

  His clothes fell to the floor and he slid under the covers with me, his arms dragging me next to him.

  Somehow he knew what I needed and he held me close, my ear pressed over his unfamiliar heartbeat.

  His chest was sprinkled with fine hairs that tickled my nose and I ran my fingers through it as I listened to his heartbeat.

  Reaching out I found his nipple and licked the taut nub. I heard his breath catch and did it again, flicking at the flesh with my tongue.

  I moved my hand down his flat taut stomach and found his cock hard and ready for my eager hand.

  Stroking the condom covered flesh, I wanted to feel him in my mouth so I moved under the covers, my lips wrapping around him quickly.

  I could feel him throbbing beneath my tongue and lightly nibbled at the head of his hard, fat cock with the light pressure of my teeth.

  His hips moved, letting me know he liked the teasing, and his breath quickened.

  I liked how this man taught me things without a word.

  His hips moved faster, thrusting up to meet my face eagerly, as my mouth moved over him. His hand in my hair was gentle but forceful, holding my head still as he fucked into my face.

  I could imagine the picture created, me blindfolded, my hair, a cascade down my back as I rested on my knees between his thighs.

  I moaned eagerly as I heard him inhale sharply, knowing what that signal meant, and then his hips stilled with one last forceful thrust, and now he was coming.

  The condom caught his cream or I’d have licked it all up. I loved how he smelled, how his skin tasted, what he felt like. Maybe it was time to stop, I wondered as he moved my head away and pulled me into his arms.

  Instead of leaving immediately as I’d expected he would do he rolled me over, my body pressed into the bed.

  He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, his hands finding my aching nipples.

  He teased me so exquisitely, first pinching, then rubbing the nubs in both hands.

  Then he rolled me over, his lips closing around the first one then the other. His lips sucking at my nipples, his tongue lapping at them, soon had me writhing beneath him, needing to be filled.

  But he only continued his slow-tease of my breasts, his hands fondling them, squeezing gently to fit as he could into his mouth before letting them go.

  He made a noise, a moan that wasn’t a moan, just before I started to speak, to beg him to fuck me.

  He knew, somehow, and corrected my mistake before I’d even made it.

  I wrapped my legs around one of the thighs he had between my legs, needing something to soothe the pain of desire between my legs, and started to eagerly ride his leg.

  I felt his hard cock pressing into my hip as he moaned against my nipple once again, the vibration of his sound proving to be the last nudge I needed to get me tumbling aimlessly over the edge, coming violently.

  The orgasm broke over me, my pussy driving into his leg as his mouth continued to suck at me, continued to wring out every bit of pleasure the man could give me.

  I rested there, blissful, as I heard him get up and leave. Somehow it made sense that he’d leave like that. Getting too close, building too much intimacy was probably not a good idea.

  Stacy saw him out and came into the bathroom as I started the shower.

  “We have another one ready?” I asked eagerly, ready to see what the night was going to bring.

  “Um, Stacy. Scott’s car is in your driveway. I thought he wasn’t coming home for two more weeks?”

  Despite the hot water, my blood turned cold as I looked at her in horror.

  Fuck!

  Chapter Five

  “Scott?” I called into the dark house as I tried to catch my breath after running out of the shower and back over to our house.

  “I’m in the office, Stacy.” I heard his voice. It sounded odd. Oh shit!

  “Why are you home darling? I thought you weren’t coming back for another two weeks?”

  “I decided to take a day off. Over at Stacy’s were you?” He asked, holding his arms open to me as I saw him sitting before my laptop.

  I looked at him with some concern before walking into his open arms.

  Looking over his shoulder I saw my account open for the website Stacy set me up on, with my pictures on display.

  “Yes, it seems you’ve been a bit of a naughty girl, Ana. I didn’t believe it when I saw this online, a friend sent it to me you know, but I see it’s true. We have some talking to do my darling.”

  I had never been afraid of Scott and I wasn’t even afraid of him now, but I was afraid for our marriage. Was this the end?

  Tears filled my eyes as I looked away, trying to figure out how to salvage what now seemingly lay in ruins.

  The End of Book 3 of 5

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  Book 54: Ana Takes it All 4

  Copyright © 2015 All rights reserved.

  No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the author.

  This book is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

  This story has erotic themes and is suitable for adults, 18+ only.

  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter One

  In my head, images of my wedding day, anniversaries, vacations, and moments of deep and tender love shattered like a broken mirror. In the shattered pieces that fell I saw the future we could have had.

  As Scott held me tight to his body, sobs ravaging my throat, I wondered just how good Scott could possibly be.

  The man I’d betrayed was comforting me. How utterly impossible!

  “Come now, Ana, dry your eyes sweetheart. Come, sit with me.” He said, pulling me into his lap as he sat in the desk chair.

  “You’ve been lonely, sweetheart.” Scott said as his gentle fingers stroked my hair away from my face. “I can hardly blame you can I? This is the first time you’ve seen me in over two weeks. And before that you saw me for two days. Four days out of month, eight days in two months? That’s no kind of life for either of us.”

  “But Scott…” but he wouldn’t let me finish.

  “Let me tell you something, dearest wife of mine, I’m not angry. I’m not upset. I’m relieved, actually. We can have the talk we’ve needed to have for a long time. So please, dry your eyes.”

  I looked at him puzzled. He was relieved? Oh, this was just weird.

  “So how did you find out exactly?” I asked, knowing what he’d told me earlier but needing to know for sure.

  “Well, honestly, I watched you with the first guy, last week, and then with the two men.” Scott said sheepishly.

  “How?” I demanded, shocked, wondering if Stacy had betrayed me.

  I’d scratch her eyes out
!

  “I guess something in your phone malfunctioned, I don’t know, but every time you’d go in that room, the phone would call me through the video app and I’d get to watch it.”

  “Oh.” I said, feeling like a total idiot for taking my phone in with me. It still wasn’t quite sinking in exactly what Scott had said. I kept waiting on him to explode.

  “That first night was beautiful and I got off so many times after the shock wore off. I thought it was a one-time thing so I didn’t mention it, but then it started again tonight and I had to wonder if you were trying to tell me something. So I cancelled my appointments and came home.” Scott said, his hand running up my now bare thigh.

  I only had on the shift dress I’d worn over to Stacy’s, nothing else at all. Hope flared in my heart as his fingers climbed higher, under the dress to clasp at my hip.

  “You liked watching me fuck those men?” I asked tentatively, confusion still plaguing me.

  His hand clenched my hip and I felt him thrust softly into my bottom.

  “Oh yes.” The words were a shiver between his lips and I felt a tingle down my spine.

  “Which was your favorite?” I prompted, letting my weight go to my bottom, pushing into him.

  “The Quiet Man, the one who never spoke. He made you react in ways I’ve never seen before.” He said, his other hand going up around my throat, caressing the soft flesh.

  “I thought it would be the two men.” I said, my heart starting to pound.

  “Oh, that was interesting. A new experience for you entirely, wasn’t it? Being used, a sexual object, but using them for your own gratification. I thought I was going to rub my cock away watching you with them.” Scott had started to thrust up into my bottom on purpose now, one hand wrapped around my throat as his other hand dived into the front of my panties.

  “Ah!” I cried out as his fingers slipped over my clit roughly, pleasure zinging through me.

  “And then tonight, again with the Quiet Man. He fascinates you doesn’t he?” Scott probed with his words and his fingers as two slid into my slippery opening.