It's All Good Part 2

Christina had never cheated before. Ever.

But times and life cause problems, and after the shocking realization that Mark, her husband had been cheating on her, well it was really only a matter of time, wasn’t it?

She was having a short affair with a hot young man from Lush stories. His name was Jake and he was 22 years old. At first, Christina had only really been with him because she wanted to get back at Mark. But now, every time she logged on and started chatting with him, her body felt good inside. He was quick to compliment and rarely punished – ever since he had figured out she liked BDSM, he had been her master – and that worked just fine for Christina, who didn’t like the punishment side of the whole thing as much.

Time had passed since their last chat, nearly two weeks, yet Christina was terrified of logging back on to Lush. Ever since she had started using the site again for fantasies, a creepy user named kyleiscute34 had been trying to stalk her. Kyle asked her where she lived, what she looked like, how old were her kids, and many other inappropriate questions. However, her body was starved for some attention, so she logged back on. Almost immediately, a message from Jake popped up.

jake122: Are you okay?

christiex01: Yeah. I’m okay.

jake122: Ok. Great. I am coming to see you, by the way.

christiex01: A creepy man named Kyle has been stalking me

christiex01: Wait, WHAT!!! How are you coming, Jake?

jake122: A business meeting in L.A., I figured I could stay an extra day and see you, baby. Okay, I’ll be at your house at 2 PM sharp on Tuesday. Now I have a whole list of instructions for you, baby. And what do you call me, slave?

Christina groaned inwardly. Jake was cute and she did want to meet him, but sometimes he was so dense. How could she come on a Tuesday? She had a job and a husband, well sort of. They were in a divorce process but still, it’s not like she wanted Mark to find out about Jake!

Yet Christina’s hands betrayed her.

christiex01: I’ll be there. Love you, MASTER.

jake122: You too, baby.

***

Shit. Christina groaned again when she saw Jake’s list of instructions. Basically, he wanted her in a bra and panties with two glasses of champagne and a whole room full of toys he could use.

And, he added, he wanted a whip to punish her.

Wow. Christina had not expected that.

Nevertheless, she bought all that he had asked for, and as Christina remembered that Sunday, she always wondered how she had snuck it past Mark. Maybe she hadn’t, because events were about to happen that would change a lot of things.

***

The doorbell rang at precisely 2 PM and Christina was ready. She had got Mark out of the way by staging a big fight with him and sending him to live at his parent’s house, two hours away. Just for today, she had told him. Until she had calmed a bit.

Personally, Mark was glad. Christina was being very odd lately, carrying suspicious bags around and snapping at him when he asked about them. Okay, he knew he was in the wrong. He shouldn’t have cheated on her. But honestly, was he to blame? Christina never wanted to sleep with him anymore, and on the rare occasions she did, she usually fell asleep before he finished. So what was a middle aged guy to do? Elaina wasn’t hot, and she was frankly quite galling, but she was available, interested, and he needed relief, and fast. So, he cheated. And screw him for doing it, yeah it was a fucking mistake, but he wasn’t in love with her or anything. Plus Christina had fucked guys before during their marriage, Mark knew that. They had a pretty open marriage when it came to sex, at least in their younger days. Mark and Christina attended swing parties, had threesomes and foursomes and were both exhibitionists. So what happened? Mark wasn’t sure, but suddenly Christina stopped wanting to sleep with him and he was left aroused and alone.

Anyways, as the doorbell rang, Christina felt her heart race. She grabbed the glasses of champagne, straightened out her black lace thong, and opened the door.

There he was. Mark.

“Mark!” she yelped. “What are you doing here?”

“Argh! Christina! What are you wearing?” Mark gasped, still in shock over how beautiful Christina really was.

“Never mind that! I told you to leave!” Christina accused.

“Yeah, but I left my bag here! So, I have as much a right to this place as you!” Mark exclaimed angrily.

“Why didn’t you text me or call me?” Christina asked brusquely.

“Because this is my house too!” Mark yelled. Then he put his head in his hands. “Look, baby, we have had enough fighting. Why don’t we take this inside?”

“Because – because” Christina could not find a good explanation. “Because I am waiting for some one!” she finally said.

Mark raised his eyebrows. “In that? I didn’t realize you were meeting him today. I thought Jake was coming tomorrow?”

Christina nearly fainted. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she stammered. “Who is J-j-jake?

Mark didn’t buy it for a second. “Are you going to tell me that you changed your username on Lush?” he asked.

Finally, Christina dropped all pretenses and dragged Mark into the living room, slamming the door behind her.

“How did you find out?” she inquired, nervously.

“Oh c’mon Christina we both know I use Lush too. And you forgot to defriend me, so I have seen your time spent online, mostly with a guy named jake122. And you have sent him a couple photos, huh?” Mark winked.

Christina didn’t move.

Finally, Mark sighed.

“I asked him who the hell he was, trying to contact my wife. He told me to fuck off and said I was a bad husband for cheating on you. And that he doubted I had any brains since I had cheated on you. Some worse stuff too, baby. I explained to him my reasons for cheating, told him as long as he didn’t try to press too hard on you or try to make you do something you don’t want, you guys could keep on chatting. About a week ago he said he was flying to L.A. and wanted to meet me and asked if he and you could… let’s say…. have a little fun. I agreed, but I wanted to be close by in case, well, something happened. That’s all, baby.” Mark ended.

“Oh really, why don’t you tell me your reasons for cheating then?” Christina growled.

“Well…you weren’t sleeping with me and when you did, you usually fell asleep before I finished, I got frustrated… But it was the wrong thing to do, I should have talked to you. But I just want to let you know, that was only the first time me and Elaina… well, did it.” Mark mumbled.

“Oh really,” said Christina. “So you haven’t come in how long?”

Mark shifted restlessly from foot to foot. “A couple months, maybe more,” he admitted.

Christina raised an eyebrow. “That, my dear, is about to change.” She got to her knees before him, still wearing the bra and panty set, so he got a perfect view of her cleavage. His cock began to harden immediately, and he stopped shifting from foot to foot. Christina smiled as she saw the tent in his pants, and in one quick move, she pulled down his khakis and boxers. His cock popped out and nearly hit her on the forehead, but she ducked away in time.

His cock was nearly 9” long, and it wasn’t even fully erect yet. Slowly, carefully, Christina began to stroke it as it hardened. She felt the thick veins and the smooth skin. She cupped a hand around his heavy balls. Mark moaned as she took the head into her mouth.

She expertly swirled her tongue around the mushroom like head, and used her teeth to gently nip the skin. She spat in her hand and moistened the whole length. A drop of pre-cum dribbled out and Christina licked it up. She sighed at the familiar taste of salty and sour, that she didn’t even realize she missed.

She began to take a bit more into her mouth, but it seemed like she had not even taken half before it hit the back of her throat and she gagged. Mark took control here, and steered more of his monster cock in to her needy mouth. He stopped before it went almost all the way in – he knew her limits. But around a thick mouthful of cock, Christina spoke.

“More! More,” she demanded, and complying, Mark slid the last two inches in. He stopped for a second, to let her get used the feeling, before he began to move it in and out. He began fucking her mouth, faster and faster. Christina only gagged twice, quite impressive considering how large his cock really was. Before he came, he pulled out.

“Why,” Christina asked.

“Because I want to save this for you,” Mark replied.

A naughty grin slid over Christina’s face. She yanked off her thong and sat down on the couch, which was a bright orange color. Mark could see her pussy glistening in the light, and it made his cock even harder, if that was possible.

He ran a finger around her clit, making her shiver.

“Oooh, Mark, baby, don’t stop,” she pleaded. He moved his finger down to her slit and began running it up and down before finally pushing it in. His finger immediately located her g-spot and began to tease. Christina lay back. This was so much better than a vibrator.

Mark added another finger and crouched down. He began to lick her clit. His rough, sandpaper tongue on her clit made her gasp. She moved her hand up to her nipples and began playing with them, twisting them and pulling on them, all while Mark was slowly fucking her with two fingers. Christina began to feel the tightening of her insides as the pleasure went on. Then, Mark took his other hand and began to play with her little brown eye, as he sucked on her clit. He was sucking on her clit, and his fingers were finding her g-spot every time they entered. It wasn’t long before she burst into an explosive orgasm, writhing underneath Mark as he continued what he was doing.

She pushed him off before long, but she barely had time to catch her breath before he slammed into her. He began pounding her, hard and rough, as her pussy enclosed his thick cock. His cock took her to new heights of pleasure that she had not yet experienced. But before she could cum again, he flipped her over and entered her from behind. His dick hit her g-spot with every entrance, and on top of that, he was fondling her breasts as he pounded her.

But he came soon enough, and shot his milky white seed into the depths of her pussy. She came right after that, milking the last few drops of cum out of his cock, until it deflated and slipped out.

“Hey,” Christina complained. “I wanted that in my mouth.”

Mark looked at her, and laughed. “I am your husband,” he said carefully. “There is always a next time.” He had barely finished saying that when the doorbell rang.

Christina knew it was Jake.