Dirty Erotica Sex Stories

by Jenny Ramshard

  We talked about sports, and college ball, and politics. I was laughing and feeling good about Chad as I went to do the chores form the lost bet. I went into the toolshed and pulled out the mower. I had at least two hours of work ahead of me. I was dreading it. I normally paid the kid down the road to do it, but this time Bianca had demanded that I do it personally.

  When everything was done I headed back into the house. I was quiet, because I didn’t want to hear any more about the sink. I knew that Bianca was still going to be fuming about having to hire a plumber. I listened carefully to try and figure out what part of the house she was in. I heard her giggling in the kitchen, I assumed she was on the phone, and I started walking the other way.

  “And that’s how simple it is,” the voice made me freeze in my tracks. It was Chad’s voice.

  “How come my husband can’t do that for me?” Bianca asked.

  I started walking slowly toward the kitchen. I didn’t want to see what I thought I was going to see, but at the same time, I really did want to see it. In fact I had to see it.

  “Not all men are as gifted as I am,” Chad said as he laughed. He was laughing at me in his deep manly voice. I could feel the shame moving through me. My dick throbbing so hard it felt like it was trying to rip free of my pants. “Next time call me first so I don’t have to fix his screw ups.”

  I got to the edge of the kitchen entry way and I peeked around the corner. I could see their feet. They were laying close together on the kitchen floor. I peeked quickly around the corner and saw that they had their heads under the sink. I was a little relieved as I pressed back against the wall. They were just fixing the sink. Chad and Bianca were both talking about my lack of skills in the plumbing department.

  “The kitchen is not the only room I get let down in,” Bianca said, letting the innuendo drip off of her tongue. I was not the only one who picked up on her meaning.

  “Well,” Chad said, and then they started giggling together. I could see their feet moving around. Chad’s large shoe went right over both of Bianca’s legs

  I wanted to charge into the kitchen, but I was ready to burst. I took a step and the rubbing of my penis against my pants stopped me in my tracks. I tried to grab it to stop the rubbing, but my hand just made things worse. I bit my lip to muffle the sound as I got there right in my pants. I could feel the slimy goo as it dripped down my leg.

  “I’m a married woman,” Bianca said as she got to her feet. She went to leave the room, and I was standing right there. Hunched over with a wet mark down the front of my pants. She saw me as she was about to walk out of the room. She smiled deviously at me.

  “You know,” Bianca said as she turned back to Chad. “If you have no plans for dinner tonight, I would love to make you a dinner. A thank you for being my handy man dinner.”

  “Yeah, well I was going to eat some macaroni and cheese,” Chad said.

  “Well, what do you want to eat?” Bianca purred the words. She was walking around the kitchen, and her hips were swaying once again. I could feel my blood rushing back, I wasn’t normally able to get hard again so quickly. There was something about hiding around the corner and watching these two that was driving me wild.

  “I want something I can really sink my teeth into,” Chad was nearly growling as he followed Bianca around the room with his eyes. “Will your husband be okay with me coming to dinner?”

  “Oh, he’s really going to enjoy it,” Bianca laughed, she looked over to where I was standing. I backed away and ran down the hall as quietly as I could. I could still hear them talking, but I was not going to let Chad see me like this. I got to the bedroom and got into the shower as quickly as I could.

  Chapter Three

  “You need to stay out of the kitchen,” Bianca said as she got dinner ready.

  We hadn’t talked about the incident in the kitchen. She had been busy running around since I got out of the shower. I had tried to talk to her several times, and chickened out each time. Finally I went downstairs and tried to get some paperwork done. I stared blankly at the papers for two hours before deciding to try and get a drink of water in the kitchen.

  “What’s going on?” I asked as I tried to get past her and into the kitchen. Bianca was smacking at me with the spatula in a flirty, teasing way as I tried to get by. Her eyes were lit up, and she seemed much more playful than usual.

  “Just go sit in the living room and watch the game,” Bianca said with a wink. “I am taking care of dinner. I have a special surprise for you tonight.”

  Normally this would be a great offer. I would’ve jumped at the opportunity, but I was sure that it was a trap somehow. After everything that I had seen and heard, I was sure that Bianca was up to something and the suspense was driving me crazy. I sat back on the couch, and reached for the remote.

  “Honey!” I called. “Where’s the remote?” There was no response. Bianca seemed to be humming to herself.

  “I’ll get it!” Bianca cried out as she ran from the kitchen. She led Chad into the living room by the hand and guided him to the stop right beside me on the couch. I gasped as he pushed me into the side of the couch.

  “Oh, sorry little guy,” Chad laughed as he moved over. I nodded wordlessly, I tried to say something, but I had noticed that Bianca was letting her legs touch Chad’s as she stood over him. She looked small normally, but she looked even smaller next to this giant of a man.

  “Do you need a water, coffee, beer?” Bianca asked. She hadn’t even let go of his hand yet.

  I could feel the blush rising in my cheeks. I couldn’t even raise my head to look directly at them. I was looking at their hands, and their legs. I couldn’t believe that I was really seeing this. I took a quick peek up at Bianca and saw her smile. I knew that smile, but I had never seen it directed at someone else.

  “Beer,” Chad said as he sat back on the couch.

  Bianca brought him out a beer and the remote for the TV. I looked at her in disbelief, but before I could say anything she had left the room. She was walking fast and still humming away happily. Chad cracked open his beer and then sat back on the couch. I was about to sit back too, but he threw his free arm over the back of the couch. I didn’t want to sit back against it, so I stayed over at the edge of my seat.

  “What service,” Chad laughed as he sipped his beer. He put his feet up on my coffee table. I was getting very upset. I was uncomfortable, and thirsty, but I couldn’t say anything. The words wouldn’t come out. There was something about him that just put me in my place.

  Every time I tried to speak I could hear the two of them giggling about how I wasn’t much of a man. In fact everything that I had witnessed in the kitchen earlier that day was playing on a constant loop in my head. I could see his leg going over top of her. I still didn’t know what happened after I left to go clean up.

  “So, who do you think is going to win?” Chad’s words snapped me out of the funk I had settled into. “The game,” he said as I stared at him blankly.

  “Oh,” I said as I looked over at the screen. “I…uh…Green Bay,” I mumbled as I stood up and walked toward the kitchen.

  “What are you talking about?” Chad laughed as he pointed out that he was watching the college game. I was already out of the room, but I could hear him thunderously laughing. “I thought you knew football?”

  “What is going on here?” I demanded an answer of Bianca as she walked around me. I followed her staring at her and asking the question over, and over.

  She turned on me quickly. “What happened this afternoon?” Bianca’s face was deadpan, but it widened into a smile as my eyes went to my shoes. Bianca put her dirty spatula on my chin to raise my eyes to hers. “Don’t pretend that you don’t want this too.”

  I tried to look away, but she grabbed my face. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I could hear my voice, and I knew that I sounded like a grumpy toddler.

  “He knows what I’m talking about.” I crumpled over as the spatula hit against m
y crotch. I was throbbing, and as the sharp pain receded it was replaced by intense pleasure. I tried to control myself, but it was going wild. I could hear Bianca moving around, but I was trying to get think about other things and get myself stopped. I finally got the throbbing calmed down and then I looked up to see Bianca and Chad both smiling at me.

  “Watch this,” Bianca said as she walked over to me with a big grin on.

  “Don’t, no…” I tried to back away.

  Bianca grabbed on hard and gave a yank. I fell to my knees and tried to cover myself as I throbbed and groaned. I had just ruined my second pair of pants that day. I could hear them both laughing at me, and talking about it, but then the laughing stopped.

  I looked up as their lips met. Chad was kissing my wife in the kitchen and I was curled up on the floor sitting in my own puddle. I started to whimper. I couldn’t help it, the sound just came out as I watched them. “Oh, all right,” Bianca groaned. “It’s time for supper anyway.”

  I got up off the floor, and with my head hung low, I headed for the bedroom. I was going to change my pants. I felt cold and slimy.

  “Where are you going?” Bianca asked.

  “I was going to get changed,” I said with my head still drooping.

  “No, just get to the table,” Bianca said. That’s when I noticed that her hand was gently stroking the front of Chad’s jeans. He smiled widely at me as he saw me notice.

  “I’m too hungry to wait much longer,” Chad said as he went to the table. He went right to my spot at the head of the table. Bianca looked at me like she dared me to say something. I went to a chair at the side of the table.

  Bianca brought out two plates. She set them down and then went to get Chad another beer. I was still thirsty as she ignored my request for a beer, and grabbed a seat with her plate. Bianca and I had sausages, it was one of my favorite meals, but I could see that Chad had a huge T-bone steak on his plate. I looked over at Bianca, but Bianca and Chad didn’t take their eyes off each other as they ate.

  After a whole meal of being completely ignored, I stood up and took my plate to the kitchen. I could feel the stickiness in my pants tearing at the hairs on my legs as I walked. I could hear the others standing and I turned to look at them.

  “When you’re done with the dishes you can join us in the bedroom,” Bianca said as she took Chad’s hand. “Make sure you keep those pants on.”

  I whined a little, but they weren’t listening anyway. I was so upset, that I could feel tears forming in my eyes as I watched the two of them make out. They were kissing wildly as they moved toward the bedroom. As upset as I was, my boner was telling a different story.

  Watching Chad’s big hands move all over my wife’s delicate curves, I had never been this hard. I couldn’t even move again until they were out of sight inside the room. I could hear the bed shaking even before the door closed.

  I hurried to get the dishes done as fast as I could. I scrubbed and rinsed and finally left everything to air dry. I was almost sprinting as I tried to get into the bedroom as fast as I could. I didn’t know how I was going to react to what I saw. I had never heard Bianca make those sounds.

  When I got into the room Chad was standing beside the bed. Bianca was on her knees at the edge of the bed. They were both completely naked. Chad was so toned that you could see every muscle in his body as it flexed and moved. Bianca was arching her back and closing her eyes.

  I tripped over Chad’s pants and fell to the ground. Bianca looked down and smiled at me. “Come here,” she said with a wink. I got excited and started to take my clothes off. “No!” She commanded as she motioned for me to lay down on the bed.

  Fully dressed, I laid down on the bed. Bianca pushed me further down until I was right between her legs. Chad slammed forward and his balls bounced right off my head. “Hey.”

  “Oh, shut up,” Chad laughed. “You love it.”

  I felt the shame rushing over me again. “He really does love it,” Bianca laughed as she smacked playfully at the tent in my pants. “Let me see that.” Bianca turned around to watch Chad drop his balls gently onto my face. He rested them right on my forehead. “Look at how red he is!”

  They were both laughing at me as Bianca rubbed Chad’s balls all over my face. His package was much bigger than mine. It was almost the size of my forearm. Bianca noticed me looking at it, and I knew by the look on her face that she was not about to ignore that fact.

  “You like, huh?” My wife teased. She grabbed the shaft and rubbed the head of Chad’s cock on my face. “You’re going to cum while I rub this guy’s cock on your face, aren’t you?”

  They were both laughing, and then Bianca turned around and Chad slipped back inside. I had a front row seat to my wife’s infidelity. She was screaming and Chad was grunting. They were both building to a fever pitch and then Bianca screamed and collapsed onto me. She was lying flat against me.

  “I’m not done yet,” Chad grunted as he pulled her hips back into position. Chad started pumping hard, and Bianca was squealing. “I’m going to cum!” Chad shouted and he pulled out. I watched as thick ropes of semen shot out all over my wife.

  Bianca collapsed back on top of me, and Chad laid down beside us. I was so hard that it was starting to hurt. The fabric of my jeans was starting to leave sore spots on the sensitive skin at the head of my penis. The sore patches sent a shiver through me as Bianca let her full weight collapse onto my crotch. I groaned in pain.

  “That was amazing,” Bianca’s voice sounded far off, and dreamy. She let out a joyful moan as she pushed herself up on her hands and knees and turned around. She crawled until she was beside me looking down. “Stick out your tongue.”

  I stuck out my tongue and Bianca wiped a bit of the semen with her finger. She put it right onto my tongue. It was salty, but with our eyes locked I swallowed the semen. It was turning her on and that was driving me wild. I could see it in her eyes, and as she fed me more cum Bianca moaned as my tongue touched her finger. I swallowed hungrily and stuck my tongue out again.

  The next helping was served to me on two fingers. Bianca let the gooey, cum covered fingers slid into my mouth. I closed my lips around the fingers, and Bianca moaned as she started moving the fingers in and out of my mouth. I watched her other hand move between her legs. “Oh, god, um…”

  Our eyes were locked as I sucked her fingers. Bianca kept playing with herself as she scooped a handful of cum and started rubbing it all over my face. As she started to lick it off of my face I could feel her starting to shake and quiver. As Bianca came, I shot all my semen into my pants once again. We were both shaking and holding each other, and then I heard Chad laugh.

  “That was beautiful,” Chad teased. He rolled up and got off the bed. “I had fun. Next time let’s just grab a pizza, and then right to the good stuff.” Chad didn’t even bother to grab his clothes. He just headed right out the door. Bianca got up to walk him out.

  I laid on the bed for a minute. I was so sticky and uncomfortable though that I had to get up. I started to undo my pants. “No, I don’t think so,” Bianca said as she came back into the room. “Clean me off, and then you have more work to do.” Bianca got onto the bed and pointed at the sticky spots on her back and ass. I tried to protest, but I really wanted to do it, and I couldn’t deny that any longer.

  Chapter 4

  At work the next day, I was uncomfortable the whole morning. I felt like everyone could tell what I had been up to the night before. I had tried to take a shower in the morning, but Bianca wouldn’t let me.

  “If you ever want to touch me again you’re going to go to work like that,” Bianca had said. “Just be glad that I let you take a shower.”

  I kept worrying that people could smell the dried cum on me. I had sat through a board meeting and Gale from accounting kept staring at me, and I thought for sure she knew. I was worried about a look that I got from Steve from the mail room too. We were both at the urinals and I swear he smelled it. I couldn’t even work, it was
all I could think about.

  “Look at these NSFW,” it was the header to an email from Bianca. It said not safe for work, but I was alone in my office and I decided to check it anyway. The first picture was a naked picture of Bianca, I scrolled down and it said, “Does this make you hard?” It did, I scrolled down further.

  “Oh god,” I said as a picture of Chad’s dick came up next. “Or does this?” The text asked, and then I scrolled to the last picture, it was both of them in bed together. “Hurry home.” I closed my laptop and put it into my satchel. I was walking as fast as I could to the elevator.

  “Are you heading out?” My secretary Mrs. Shlegel asked, I just nodded. I tried to think of something, but I couldn’t and I had to go.

  I drove home as fast as I could. It was a rush just knowing what was happening in the house right now. Well, kind of knowing, but even just imagining the possibilities was driving me wild with desire. I was having trouble focusing on the road ahead of me. I was driving well above the speed limit.