Cherry Blossoms: A Losing His Wife Novel

by KT Morrison

  “Your wife needs dick,” he said, still not looking at him, still with his eyes on Nia’s ecstatic face.

  Dino’s hips moved with fluid ease, driving that big piston in and out of Nia’s pussy. His ass flexed, a dent winking in and out where those muscles met his hip and thigh. His elbows dug deep into the bed on either side of her, his hands were tangled in her beautiful hair. Her face twisted, existing somewhere between pain, pleasure and anger. Her teeth were bared, her eyes held tight. Her breath hissed through her clenched teeth.

  “All Nia ever wanted was a man who frightened her father,” he said.

  “Don’t fucking talk about my father,” she hissed and her hands turned to claws, her nails digging into his chest.

  He smiled while he watched her, his cock still punishing her tight pink space. “You know it’s true...”

  Nia gasped, “Fuck you, ah...fuckin...ah, Freud...”

  “Guess when he died you could settle for Geoff...”

  Nia’s eyes opened, narrow mean slits, her smile turned up a corner of her pouting lips. “I see why...ah, you’re a firefighter...”

  “What does that mean?”

  “Stick to...unh, spraying water on...f-fires. You’re a-ah shitty psychiatrist...you don’t know a...ah, fuckin thing about me...”

  “I know a lot about you, don’t I? All your secrets...”

  Their eyes locked, both of them staring at each other with a hatred, still fucking.

  “Don’t!” she hissed with frightened rage now. Her eyes were open again, her mouth clenched firm, her jaw jutted forward. She grabbed at him, her hands going around his neck.

  Dino laughed but he had to protect himself. She scratched at his face, and he pressed his full weight on top of her, pinned her, while his hands fought with her hands. She kicked her heels into his back and his rump.

  “Hey! Hey,” he said as he struggled with her, his hands closing around her narrow wrists. “Hey,” he said, getting control of her writhing arms, pinning them folded up against her, “hey, I won’t, Nia. I won’t.”

  He pressed his lips to hers and she turned from him and he sucked on her pointed chin. “I said I won’t. I wouldn’t do that to you. I care about you.” Dino caught her gaze, the two of them looking deep into each other’s eyes and sharing something private.

  She took his kisses now, her claws relaxed and his hips returned their driving and she writhed hers against his. Soon he had her breaths coming heavy through her nose again as he fucked her and kissed her, and her arms went around his neck. His back, arms, and chest showed faint red nail lines from yesterday.

  A warmth ran up Geoff’s back. A dread, roiled with stinging pins that went over his shoulders and congregated like angry townspeople at the base of his skull before dissipating and leaving him with nothing but infinite foreboding. There was something there between them that wasn’t his. Something Nia and Dino held in private that Nia didn’t want revealed. It gutted him. Took any happiness in the moment away. Now he just watched his loving wife cheating on him. Were they even in this together? Or was Nia just getting what she wanted from another man? Something he couldn’t give her. This was what he wanted but these two were heavy with a past, heavy with emotion and experiences that Geoff knew nothing about. He felt like this was too private between them, that he was intruding now. This man was fucking his wife, in his bed, in his house, yet Dino possessed Nia in some way. Dino owned a piece of his wife. Not just his physical presence, not just that big cock in her tight pussy...he owned a piece of her existentially. He always would. This suddenly felt very bad.

  GEOFF

  His wife made love to Dino. It wasn’t the vulgar display she’d shown him when she fucked Rocco. Although this was a knife through him just the same—to see how his wife could be made love to. By a different man. A more masculine man. She looked small under him, she was a victim to his movements. She suffered his plunges with desperate gasps and squeaks. She shone with excitement, her body taking a sheen that showed rivulets on her curves where her moisture had collected and now rolled down her perfect flesh and onto the sheets. She was taken over by her lover. Dominated by him. And his sweet Nia loved it. She gasped and choked with his deep thrusts, her legs bobbed, they bounced as a couple on the bed that he and Nia had picked out during a busy boxing day sale five years ago when he had his first good year with his business.

  The room got humid, the sounds of their lovemaking were quiet but desperate, a tremulous sound threatening to rise to a shattering crescendo. Something building. Nia’s acclamations getting louder and higher, Dino grunting more urgently, the bed shaking and squeaking, the headboard bumping the drywall.

  Then her confident capable lover stopped. His thrusts tempered, leaving Nia hungry and crying for more penetration. She stroked her nails through the hair on his chest and her brow grew troubled. These two had fucked before and she knew his technique. Her legs came up higher, her knees to his chest, and she turned to her side. He kissed her shining shoulder. His cock slipped from her and she went to her belly then raised her rump up and got to her knees, her elbows buried in the sheets, her face on her forearms, her hands clasped. She moaned encouragement.

  Dino dropped his erection between her cheeks, over her bent rump. It glistened, sopping wet from Nia’s pussy. His hands went over her back, running smoothly over her sweat-slick skin. “Fuck, Nia, you look more beautiful than ever.”

  She eased her rump back and forth, his cock slipping over her ass.

  “Look at your body, God, Nia,” he said, squeezing her slim waist and grabbing her hard at her hips where they met at her thigh. “How the fuck did I lose you?”

  She laughed into the sheets, pressed her rump against him, his cock wagging upright now as she squashed her sex against his scrotum. Dino frowned at her laugh.

  “I guess if you want a wife who’ll fuck other guys you married the right woman,” he said, and he held his cock with his curled thumb pointed up between her legs and sank it inside her slowly.

  “Ah, fuck, mm...Dino, you're such a-ah fucking asshole.”

  “I fucking owned this pussy.”

  “Dino...”

  “I wasn’t enough though, was I?” he said and started an eager humping, giving it to Nia from behind. She moaned and hummed, gasped. He fucked her, making her body shake, making her thighs bounce when he slammed himself deep. He set a nice pace, an easy rhythm that got the bed squeaking again. Dino looked out around the room. The room this woman he used to love lived in now with her husband. He wouldn't look at Geoff. Wouldn't look at the man that she'd married that sat now and watched him fuck her.

  His muscles flexed and bulged. He shone like Nia and he was stunning too. Big broad shoulders, veins like cables running over them and down his biceps and branching all through his forearms. His hands dug into Nia’s flesh and held her steady while he drove himself inside her. Geoff had seen him without his shirt before but now, with activity, his muscles were engorged, his body looked lively and powerful. The two of them looked incredible together. Nia’s soft smooth perfection, her long bronze limbs, her narrow waist and the swell of her bent rump were beautiful. Dino was too. Beautiful in a masculine and hairy way.

  The sounds of their bodies slapping together was driving him crazy. And under it, the soft, very wet, squishing of his wife's labia being stretched and parted and plunged. A soft suction sound, membranes against membranes, excitement. He could feel his own excitement leaking in his pants now too and with it came a wave of shame that lowered his brow and made his temples ache with tightness. “Oh, Nia,” he said, like a pressure valve, letting out some steam, but he said it so quiet those two lovers wouldn't hear him.

  GEOFF

  Their fucking was passionate and energetic. Dino grunted and snarled, Nia gasped and sighed. He pounded, she thrashed and flipped her hair. They changed positions. He fucked her from behind. He did her on her side. He slipped his cock out once and she moaned at its absence. It lay across her thigh and she picked it up an
d stroked it, posed with it for Geoff. She looked right at him and it had frozen him. His heart was stopped, his breathing no longer autonomic. This was beautiful but it was bad. It was very bad. She stroked that big thing, her grip not closing around his girth, her thumb lay over his foreskin, popping it over and over the flared rim of his swollen glans. But while she looked at Geoff, brought him in, included him, he could see in her eyes she was gone. Dino did something to her, something huge. She was flushed, her eyes glassy, her chest heaved. She looked like she’d run a marathon. Dino was putting her pussy through a wringer. She was getting fucked like she used to. Like she used to love. She was getting fucked in a way that Geoff could never give. It was having an effect on her. Sure this was the point but something in her eyes troubled him.

  Then they were kissing again. Her hands exploring him, his going over her. Clutching and gripping. It swelled his eyes, brought tears to them. Dino sunk himself into her again and they writhed on his bed, rolling and fucking, arms and legs climbing all over each other.

  She sat in his lap and he watched Dino’s cock spread her wide. Saw her skewered sex stretch painfully thin to accommodate him. Saw her pink ring ripple and flare as her pussy gulped his cock, dragging her thin membrane in and out. Nia gasped and locked her eyes on Dino as her hips and tummy heaved, fucked that big thing into her. Her mouth held agape, a thin string of her spit connecting her two pouting lips. He thrust deep and she clamoured and scratched at him.

  “Don’t fucking scratch me,” he warned her.

  “You feel so fucking good, Dino,” she gasped. “Geoff, God, he’s so big, baby.”

  She scratched Dino’s neck again and he hissed, “Nia!” He grabbed her wrists and she smiled, an evil look flashed across her face. Rocco had said the same thing. Tied her hands up so she wouldn’t mark him. Not once in his twelve years with her had his Nia put her mark on him. His passion not strong enough to bring out her devil.

  “Rah,” Dino growled and he stood up with her clinging to him and she gasped with pleasure. She locked her feet around his lower back, her heel dug into the top of his hard rump.

  “That’s it, fuck me,” she hissed at him. Her arms went around his neck and he gripped her at her waist. They stood at the side of the bed, just feet from Geoff and he saw everything in vulgar accuracy.

  Dino pounded her. His balls hung heavy from their heat and they slapped around with his effort, making ripples from their impact in Nia’s soft rump. Nia sang a long warbling note. She clung to him, her sweaty body sliding against his sweaty body. He hooked his arms under her bent knees and he held her higher. Now he thrust deeper, pulled out farther, and gave her hard powerful strokes that raised her descant higher, louder, more desperate. Nia’s ribs pressed out against her bronze shining skin with her rapid breaths. She was going to come again. Come from fucking this stud instead of her husband gently lapping her used pussy. Two very different men.

  “Fuck, Nia, I’m going to come...”

  “Ah, oh, Dino, oh, come inside me...mm, come inside me, fuck I’m coming...”

  Nia came, her body flexed and tightened he could see a sliver of her foot over behind Dino’s hip, saw her toes curl up and tremor. “Agh, oh, oh ah,” she coughed and shouted as her ex-boyfriend brought her to orgasm like she’d said he could always do.

  Dino built a roar and he arched his back, let Nia press herself to him, falling against him. She’d grown heavy and slippery from her orgasm-induced exhaustion. Dino was close, that big wet shining thing sawing in and out of his wife, his balls had climbed high, hugging his shaft, ready to produce his seed for Nia.

  “Ah, fuck,” he growled and he let himself slip from her, heaved her onto the bed and she bounced twice, and he was over her before she was still. She lay flat on the bed on her stomach, and Dino was over her, big cock swinging between his thighs.

  “I’m going to come inside her. You know how many times I came inside this girl? Mm, look at her,” he said, admiring her, straddling her thighs. He dug his thumbs into Nia’s rump and lifted her cheeks up, stretching her sex and looking at her wet pink stripe. He let her go, stepped his knees up higher, and pushed the end of his cock through her crack and between her legs.

  Nia moaned and she gathered up bedsheets under her chin, she squinted, ready for his intrusion. He drove deep into her and she cried out.

  “Come for me, Dino, oh, come for me.”

  She tilted her rump up and he put a big hand out on the mattress on either side of her. He got the bed bouncing with his thrusts. Dino was close. He grunted and gasped, his thrusts grew frantic and urgent. Nia clasped her hands together and shut her eyes, her face twisted in a silent scream. Her feet kicked behind him as he fucked her. His hips made slapping sounds against Nia’s rump and thighs. He grew out of control, his thrusts manic, off beat, he panted and moaned, “You fuckin...mm...”

  He roared then, arched his back and pulled his head up to face the ceiling, his eyes clenched tight. His hips flattened Nia to the bed, his cock buried deep inside her body. He thrust and thrust, contracted bursts as his big balls squirted their contents into the woman Geoff loved. “Oh fuck, ah, fuck, Nia...” he groaned. He shot his load into her, growling and driving deep, thrust after thrust until those big eggs had emptied. He had Nia moaning. He wondered what it would feel like for her to have his seed shoot into her so deep. He slumped in his chair.

  “Holy fuck. Holy fuck,” Dino gasped. He was drenched in sweat. It dripped from his hair onto Nia’s back. His head hung low and tired between his massive shoulders, he kissed Nia’s back. “Oh, baby, Nia. I fuckin missed you...”

  He raised, delicately removed his cock from Nia, his stomach buckling, flinching, as his sensitive glans slipped out of his wife’s tight pussy. It hung between his thighs, angry red-brown, huge, veinless now, coated with his semen and Nia’s shimmering insides. Dino bent and kissed her low back, kissed the cheeks of her ass. His breaths still heaved.

  He slapped her ass lightly and she wagged it for him. Nia’s eyes moved to Geoff, still glassy, off elsewhere, she looked over her shoulder at Dino.

  “I could get addicted to this pussy,” he said, spreading her cheeks and pulling her sex up high so he could see it. “I left her leaking for you.” Nia’s mouth twisted, and her brow went troubled, she looked back to Geoff.

  The most horrid thing to ever witness in a loving man’s life and he sat here and willfully watched it. A strange voyeur sitting out in the open and watching his wife have the kind of sex that people dreamed of. And he was happy about it. Happy for her. At the same time, everything inside him was oppressed by an infinite dread. An unshakeable horror that what he had seen, though it made him hard, was ultimately catastrophic. He gripped the worn wooden ends of the chair’s arms, reminded himself that this was not new territory for Nia. That they were in this together. There were emotions between those two but Nia was his best friend and his wife. And that powerful sex? Nothing new to her. She’d had it countless times before by this very man spreading her cheeks apart and watching his own white seed seep from inside her body, slipping along her pretty pink sex.

  This was who they were now.

  Dino climbed off Nia and stood by the bed. He shone with sweat. He slicked his hair back with both hands. His chest and neck were marked with red ragged lines from naughty Nia. He looked around the room again. He seemed suddenly distraught, his eyes sick with worry, wide and unblinking. He gathered up his clothes and got himself dressed hurriedly. They both watched him.

  His mouth worked to say something but his mind was struggling to form words. He looked at Geoff finally, said, “You can’t...you can’t hold on to a woman like this. Look at her...she's too much for you. You can't turn your back on her for a second...someone like me will always be there to take her from you...a girl like her is always looking for a man like me...”

  “Go to work, Dino.” Nia said quietly.

  He did his belt up and Nia watched him. Laying on her tummy still, her shoulders up around her
ears. She kicked her feet lightly and her head hung sideways, her black hair tumbling around her, regarding him. There was a sadness in her eyes.

  He was fully dressed, ready now to go work a full day. His balls drained, cheating on his wife with his sexy ex-girlfriend in her bedroom while her husband watched. Dino’s face was wiped, blank, disquiet. He watched his ex as she lay naked in bed. He bent to her and kissed her shoulder. He moved to her lips and she pulled away.

  “Nia...” he said, a quaver in his voice. His eyes went all over her again, his jaw trembled. He sobbed once, dug his thumb and forefinger into his eyes, blinked then, frowned and left.

  NIA

  She felt an overwhelming relief when he was gone. This had become precarious. Dino’s presence was a frightful weight. She felt safe again with just her and Geoff in the room.

  Geoff sat in his chair, moved halfway between the wall and the bed. His hands were clutching the arms, his face was drawn and pale, his eyes wide and trembling. She was stretched and leaking, could feel the trickle of Dino’s semen as it slipped from her and curled along the crest of her mound and dripped to the sheets. She felt good. Felt satisfied. His presence could fill her with dread but when they were passionate he was awesome.

  “You okay?” she whispered. He nodded. “Come here,” she said, curling a finger at him.

  The chair creaked as he got up and it was like the sound had come from his bones. He looked heavy and tired. He came to her, dropped onto the bed next to her and his hand went to her back and felt her skin.

  “I love you, Geoff.”

  “I love you too.”

  “I did that for you. I love you. I hope you know how hard that was.”

  “Was it?”

  “Hey. It was. I mean it.”

  “Okay.”

  “Hey?”

  “What?”

  “Weren’t you about to fuck me?”

  “You want me to?”

  She rolled for him, over onto her back, looked at him through her sexy eyelashes, her arms up, her bare breasts exposed. “Geoff, I want you to fuck me more than I want Dino to fuck me.”