by Jason Lenov
I followed shortly after, heart sinking, cock hardening and mind reeling at what was about to happen.
As soon as all three of us were upstairs and in the bedroom Sam wasted no time in turning around and slipping the straps of her dress off her shoulders. It slid down her body and formed a white puddle of fabric at her feet.
I gasped. As I had suspected, she was completely nude underneath and now stood in front of Sam in only her high heels.
He took a step back and raked his eyes down her body, admiring the flesh he was about to invade. “My, my, my,” he growled like a wolf about to devour a lamb.
Faith’s nipples had already hardened. The faint whiff of her sex soaking in anticipation of his touch wafted through the room.
I breathed it in. My cock saluted the scent.
Sam picked up her hand and led her towards the king sized bed. He helped her sit.
Faith held his gaze even as she reached down to undo the straps that held her heels in place.
Sam smiled and shook his head. “Oh no! Leave those on.” He turned to me with a devilish grin. “I’m sure the Reverend will appreciate it?”
Faith turned to look at me and I found myself paralyzed by their smiles and stares. She didn’t look the least bit nervous. She parted her legs slightly and wriggled up onto the bed.
“William?” Sam asked.
I looked at him, my mouth hanging open in disbelief at what was about to happen. “Yes?”
“Why don’t you come and prepare your wife for me?”
Sweet, holy mercy what lust surged through me at the suggestion. I shuffled across the room as Sam stepped back and shrugged the robe off his shoulders.
I turned to Faith. She looked so sweet and innocent and that crashed violently inside my mind with the whorish act she was about to partake in. She took my hands and pulled me onto my knees in front of her, then parted her legs.
Without a word she put her hand on my head and drew me in, towards the soft folds of her pussy that were already drenched with need.
I glanced up one last time to find a look of intent in her eyes as she dragged my mouth to her orifice. A woman possessed.
As soon as my tongue touched her flesh, as soon as I tasted the sharp tang of the liquid that seeped from inside her, I began to devour her flesh.
I lapped up and down her crevice, drinking the hot liquid that poured from that chalice of flesh. Faith began to squirm and wriggle on the bed but she pressed my face even harder against her sex.
Behind me I could hear Sam stroking himself to hardness. One glance up showed that Faith was no longer staring at me but looking at Sam, looking into his eyes with a wanton lust in her own.
I slurped and guzzled, sliding my tongue against her slit and sucking in her engorged nub, rolling the tip of my tongue around it until I felt the familiar shudder of her thighs against my cheeks.
Her hips began to buck against my mouth as her excitement grew. Her nipples were hard and pointy and I longed to reach up and pinch them or crawl up her body and suckle on them, then drive myself into her soft flesh.
But that was not to be. That’s not why we were there.
“That’ll be enough.” Sam’s order sounded so commanding it was impossible to disobey. Even if I’d wanted to, Faith pushed me back, then moved me to one side. Without waiting to be told she lay down on her back and spread her legs in the same welcoming way I had imagined she would in all my fantasies, exposing her moistened rose.
My eyes fell to Sam. From my vantage point on the floor his cock looked even more formidable than I had remembered. It looked to be the size of Faith’s arm and twice as thick.
Looking back to Faith I couldn’t understand how it would ever fit.
Watching Sam sink onto the bed between her legs like a practised lover made my skin crawl and my cock throb.
He ran his black hands along the creamy skin of her thighs, obviously enjoying how soft it felt.
Faith was breathing heavily, her breasts heaving, back raised, desperate to be filled by the black python hovering just above her sex.
Sam leaned forward, nearly touching her pussy with his cock. He poked his thumb out and brought it to her mouth. She slurped it in and stared into his eyes as she polished the tip of it.
He let her suck on it for a while before pulling it out and reaching down and sliding it across her pussy.
My eyes widened as I watched it slide lower, lower, towards the dark hole of her anus. He let it linger for a moment, twisted it to share the wetness he’d collected, then, with a rough thrust, pushed it past her sphincter and into her ass.
Faith gasped, then moaned and pressed her chest out, displaying it for him, showing him he owned her.
“All them holes. I’m going to have me all them holes,” Sam said with a smile.
He popped it out of her ass as quickly as he’d pushed it in, leaned forward and fed it back into her mouth.
You can imagine my horror, my absolute and complete disgust and revulsion at seeing him make my wife do such a filthy thing. So why did my cock become even harder and begin to ache even more?
Faith slurped it up, obeying her new dark master. She sucked the filth right off of it, cleaning it with her tongue.
When he pulled it out again it glistened in the dim light of the bedroom. Sam lowered himself between her legs. He slapped his dark muscle against the soft folds of her weeping pussy the same way he’d slapped it against her face. Owning her in a way I never had.
Faith shuddered again. “Please?” she begged.
Sam smiled above her and let his hips fall a little, so the head of his cock was perched at her entrance. He turned and looked at me. “You sure about this Rev?” he asked. “There’s no going back from this.” The warning was accompanied by a grin.
I looked at Faith. She seemed confused. Shame at my omission, at what I’d failed to tell her, surged through me. I hung my head unable to meet her eyes.
Sam must have taken that as a “yes.”
A split-second later I heard Faith moan. When I looked back up she was no longer looking at me. Her eyes were closed. Her chest was pushed out even farther than before.
And Sam’s dark seeder was snaking into her tight pussy, stretching the soft folds that, until this time, had been mine and mine alone.
My whole body started to hum at the sight of it. Waves of dread crashed with euphoria at seeing Faith do something so sinful, at seeing her now really, truly cross the sacred line of our marriage vows and let another man access to her most intimate spot.
As her pussy swallowed more and more of Sam’s manhood her legs came up and then her arms, wrapping around his neck.
Another shudder of mind-bending arousal and jealousy snaked through me. I could no longer resist the urge to handle myself. As I struggled to yank my cock out a thought floated through my mind.
Faith isn’t on anything.
The conversation from so long ago reared in my mind and sent a bolt of worry coursing through me. Her pussy, the pussy Sam was squeezing his cock into, was uncovered, bare and unprotected.
Why hadn’t we talked about this? Why hadn’t we said anything to Sam? Why hadn’t we told him to use a condom?!?
I was about to stand up and say something, interrupt their gentle lovemaking on the bed when another, much more powerful sensation stopped me in my tracks.
What would it be like to see him finish inside her knowing that his seed would make its way up her canal in search of its prize?
It hardened my cock even more.
Maybe just this once?
It was a terrible thought and I wished I’d never had it but it gripped me completely. Of course there was always the chance that he would pull out, that he would ejaculate somewhere other than inside her. Was that a chance I was willing to take?
I am ashamed to say it but as it turned out I didn’t have much choice. As I watched him split her open I was speechless and frozen to the ground. The only thing I could move were my hands and.
/> Unable to resist the ache in my cock any longer I whipped out my own cock and began to stroke. Maybe everything would take care of itself.
Sam went slow. Each time Faith whined or gasped he stopped, let her adjust to his girth beneath him, gave her a little more time. Sometimes he would lean forward and kiss her softly on the lips.
To be honest, that was almost worse than seeing his cock sink into her. If I just watched his cock he could be a doll. A headless doll, a slab of meat, an organ that I was using to live out my own twisted fantasy.
When I watched them kiss, watched the way Faith closed her eyes as their lips met, he became her lover and she his. They were lost in a world of their own making and I was cast out on the sidelines looking in, rubbing myself. A stranger in my own marriage.
Finally, Sam seemed to come to a point where Faith could take no more of him. It was impressive that he’d managed to wedge as much of his thick dick into her as he had.
She let her hands drift down to his chest and pressed lightly against his pecs. “Sam?” she asked.
“Mmm?” he asked, leaning in for another kiss.
I breathed through the lusty rage that lanced through me at the sight of their intimacy.
“I don’t think I can take any more. It’s too big.”
Sam smiled. “Oh, baby. They all say that. Just hold on.” He eased his hips a little further making Faith gasp.
“Sam, I can’t!”
A slight snarl twisted his lip. He grabbed her wrist and pinned it to the bed.
Faith’s eyes widened.
Sam’s ass cheeks squeezed tight and he plunged his dark staff into her cunt.
The soft slurp of Faith’s pussy splitting wider, opening up for him was accompanied by a terrifying yet arousing yowl.
I even stopped stroking myself to focus all my attention on staring as this dark monster invaded a place inside Faith I’d never been before. I had been the first one to open her up.
Sam had just become the first to discover that there were places inside Faith I’d never go.
Faith’s eyes fluttered open and she gazed at Sam, seemingly unable to believe he’d just done what he had. “Oh God,” she whimpered. “It feels so good…”
It sounded like she was about to cry.
“Yeah?” Sam asked with another smile.
“Oh yes, Sam, yes!”
Sam pulled out a little bit.
I gawked at the white cream Faith’s pussy had produced and the way it sluiced around his flesh as he withdrew.
Without warning, he rutted forward and into her again.
Faith screamed and dug her nails into his back.
Even Sam grimaced at that. “Mmm, you’re going to make such a good little toy.” He began to slurp in and suck out his cock, gaining speed like a steam engine building head.
Faith wriggled beneath him trying to help but the fact was she was helpless. Senseless, almost. All she could really do was moan and writhe as he hit all the right places inside her.
Sam rose along with his tempo, his midriff pistoning that dark cock into Faith’s tender, pink cunt.
Her body rose and fell but each time rose higher again as her legs swayed around his hips.
My cock leaked pre-seed. Sam had mounted my wife and was fucking her, really fucking her like an animal.
I saw her climax coming. Her eyes popped open, round with dilated pupils. A shudder raced through her body. Her toes pointed straight out, flexing her calves.
“There you go,” Sam growled. “Let it out.”
BAM.
Faith’s climax blasted through her. She screamed and writhed and beat her fists against his back. But in between her legs, her pussy pulled and sucked on his cock, trying to coax the white out of its black.
Sam took her through it. He fucked her through it so good and hot and steady and all Faith could was scream and scream some more.
By the time she was done I could tell that Sam had gotten quite worked up himself. He winced as she wilted beneath him and pulled himself out. Reaching down beneath his legs, he wrapped a thick fist around his cock and began to pump.
My climax arrived with the first eruption sperm from the head of his cock. The deliciously hot chemicals of pleasure flooded my mind as I watched the first rope shoot over her pussy and land on her stomach with a wet slap.
Another rope shot out.
Sam grunted and squeezed himself a little harder but slowed his pumping.
The third blast was the pinnacle of his eruption and there must have been half a cup of semen that shot out of his fat, black cock and sprayed over Faith’s pretty tummy.
By the time he was done I had finished too. I looked down to see the sticky mess I’d left on the carpet. I looked back up, the sight of his potent seed so close to her tunnel and mine so far away giving me one final pulse of lust.
Sam turned and smiled. “Don’t worry about that. Cleaning lady will get that.” Then he leaned forward and kissed Faith’s forehead. She looked like she was about to pass out.
That was the first time I saw my sweet Faith take another man but it wouldn’t be the last.
Chapter 18
I shook the entire way home that night.
Faith sat in a lazy pose next to me, her eyelids heavy as she stared out the window. I felt so disconnected from her, so far away and I hated it.
Neither of us said a single word the whole way home. When we pulled into the driveway, Faith turned to me and smiled.
I didn’t know what to say.
“Do you want to have me?” she whispered.
I nodded and barely managed to whisper “yes.”
She opened the door and swung her slender legs out.
That made me think of the way they’d looked sliding along the outside of Sam’s dark thighs. That in turn hardened my cock so that by the time we were upstairs I needed nothing more than to see Faith undress and lay down on the bed.
She did just that. She slipped the straps of the dress off her shoulders and it slipped off the same way it had at Sam’s place. Faith walked over to the bed and lay down on it as I fumbled with my belt and plucked at the buttons of my shirt.
Lying down next to her was terrifying. She felt so different, so changed. It was probably all just in my mind but I couldn’t tear it out.
Another man had been inside her. Another cock had been inside her sweet, soft pussy. A thick, hard thing. Would things ever be the same between us? Would she still enjoy making love to me after being taken by a cock that was twice as thick and so long?
I knew I could never reach the place Sam had.
“William?” Her soft voice shook me from my thoughts and made me realize I’d been lying next to her thinking instead of mounting her like she expected.
“It’s…I’m fine. It’s just…”
“It feels strange, doesn’t it?” she asked, scrunching her nose up and giving me a funny smile.
“But I want you,” I said quickly.
Faith nodded. “I know. I want you to have me. I want you to take me back. You just…”
“What is it?”
“You’ll have to be careful. Sam’s cock stretched me out so much. I’m a little bit sore.”
“Alright.” My arousal was invigorated by thinking about pushing my cock into Faith’s sore pussy and I opened her thighs and crawled between her legs. Unable to resist I glanced down at her folds. My cock lurched at the up close sight of her desecrated rose.
I’m not sure how long I stared at it but after a while Faith spoke up. “Do you want to look closer?” she whispered.
I did. I crawled down the bed. Her normally pretty folds were a flappy mess. I was shocked to see her pussy was still drooling juice. I looked up her body to see her staring down at me. “You’re still wet?”
Faith bit her lower lip. She looked a little shy. “I can’t stop thinking about him. I was so turned on, William. I can’t stop thinking about how good he made me feel.”
Her words shot a bullet of jealous
y straight into my gut but my cock reacted as it always did. It hardened beneath me on the bed. “Can I kiss it?” I whispered.
Faith nodded.
I leaned forward. The musky smell of Sam’s stale cum still plastered along her stomach mingled with the tart fragrance of her soaked snatch. I pushed my tongue against her lips and lapped up some of the juice.
Faith winced. Not the good kind.
I tried licking a little more gently but even that proved to be too much.
Faith pushed me away and touched her palm to my cheek. “I’m sorry, William. It’s too sore.”
“Alright. That’s alright,” I replied, crawling up between her legs again and kissing her mouth. I pointed my cock at her opening but felt her hand press against my chest.
“Really, I can’t. I’m sorry. Can I…do you want to use my mouth?”
The question gave me a filthy thrill. What sort of a slut talks like that? Desperate for another release, I rolled off of her and began crawling up the bed.
“Wait,” Faith whispered. “I feel bad for being so sore. I have an idea I think you’ll like. Get up off the bed.”
I scrambled off the bed and stood beside it, cock in hand as Faith rearranged herself. She lay across it sideways and let her head dangle over the edge with her mouth open, facing me.
My cock strained as I realized what she was doing. When she flicked her tongue out, I was sure. I took one careful step towards her and lowered my cock head to her mouth.
Faith flicked the top of it with her tongue. Then she reached around and grabbed my buttocks to pull me closer.
My cock popped into her mouth, slid along her tongue and touched the back of her throat before I could react. I planted my hands on either side of her and tried to pull out. “Faith! I don’t want to hurt you!”
But Faith, now an obedient and submissive little slut, simply shook her head with my cock still in her mouth and gave it a few stiff licks with her tongue.
What a filthy position to put herself in!
I loved seeing her that way and I loved her for accommodating me even if she was too sore. I was about to begin fucking her mouth when she pushed me away. My cock popped out with a loud slop.
Faith licked the spit and precum that clung to the side of her lips. “I want you to pull out before you finish, William. I have a special surprise.”