The taxi dropped me off at home. I opened the front door. My stomach was in a nervous knot of trepidation. While my husband was fully aware of my compensated date and had consented to it, I still feared how he might react now that it was done. A quick search of the house revealed that Charlie had already left for work.
Kicking off my shoes in our bedroom, I went into the bathroom and ran a bubble-bath. I lit several aromatherapy candles scattered about the bathroom, soothing lavender and jasmine. I stripped, leaving my clothes in a pile.
A quick survey of my body in the bathroom mirror revealed that I looked like a well-fucked slut. My breasts had little bruises the size of Leon's fingertips from where he had squeezed them. My nipples were more red than pink from where he had pinched them. All the orgasms Leon had given me in these past twenty-four hours had left my lower tummy sore. My labia were red, swollen, distended and spent cum dripped from my gapping gash onto my thighs.
I turned off the overhead light. The bathroom glowed with candle light, producing a tranquil atmosphere, just what I needed. I deeply inhaled the candle scents and slid into the warm water. Settling into the soothing bath, my body relaxed. Resting my head on a towel folded against the tub, I began to question what I had done for money. I grew more uncomfortable as I contemplated the uncertain logic I used to justify my actions. Trying to reassure myself, I said out loud, “I had no choice, we needed the money.”
Shuddering in the silence, I knew I wasn’t being noble, not by a long shot. I had thoroughly enjoyed Leon’s ravishment. My body had been satisfied not sacrificed. I thought my marriage might be irreparably damaged by my adulterous actions. A tear trickled down my face. When I tried to speak, my voice wavered then drifted into a hushed whisper, "I wonder if Charlie still loves me?"
After bathing, I didn't feel so foul. I dried off I and slipped on a pair of white French-cut panties. I put on one of Charlie's blue button-up shirts. Bringing the collar up to my nose, I sniffed it. The scent of my husband’s cologne comforted me. I put on a pair of anklet socks because my feet were cold. I went into our bedroom and collapsed on the bed. I soon succumbed to sleep, a deep cloying slumber that only comes from complete and total sexual satiation.
My body was relaxed, but my mind whirled with troubled thoughts. After a while, I found myself captive in a strange dream. Through the haze of my psyche, I opened a door and found myself in Leon’s attorney’s office. I was wearing the slutty red dress that Leon had bought me.
The lawyer was sitting behind his desk witnessing Charlie and Leon signing a document. He whistled at me and then with a smirk said, “Right on time.”
“Why am I here?” I asked confused.
The lawyer ignored me and pushed a stack of one thousand dollar bills across his desk to my husband, who pocketed the money. The attorney said to Leon, “I hope she’s worth it.”
Leon laughed, his bass voice reverberated throughout the office. “If her ass is half as sweet as her pussy, it’ll be worth every dollar.”
“What’s going on Charlie?” I asked trying to quell my rising unease.
Charlie looked me in the eyes, his were rimmed with tears. He said, “When Leon heard that corporate closed my restaurant, he made an offer I couldn’t pass up.”
“What kind of offer?” I asked warily, looking at Leon.
Leon smiled at me like the Cheshire Cat and said, “I paid your husband ten thousand dollars for the privilege of fucking your ass.”
“What?” my voice raised an octave in shock and surprise.
“I’m sorry, Tilly, but you know we have bills to pay and since I’ve lost my job we have no income." Charlie's expression grew sad and his tone accused, "Besides, you liked fucking Leon so much, I didn’t think you mind.”
“I’ve paid the money,” Leon interrupted, “I am ready to tap that ass.”
My husband nodded then stood up and unzipped my dress, it fell to the floor. I stood before the men in just my black thong, stockings and heels. My pink nipples stood at rigid attention on my bare heaving breasts. The outline of my cunt was clearly visible beneath my thong in a well-defined camel-toe.
Charlie choked, "I didn't want it to be like this..."
"I know, honey, I know, but there's nothing you can do. Times are tough."
"I'm such a wimp," Charlie sniffled. "I'm sorry I couldn’t provide for you."
Trying to reassure my husband I said, "Don't be like this, Charlie, it is what it is."
I turned my attention to Leon. I bent over him and struggled with his zipper, trying to get his cock out of his trousers. Finally, I unfastened his belt and undid his trousers then slid them out of the way, his cock sprung through the fly of his boxers. Nervously, I said, "Leon, you are well hung. I don't think that ginormous thing will fit up my ass."
He chuckled, "Don't you worry, Tilly. My beast is going to give you the best butt-fucking of your life.”
I shrugged still unsure and took his colossal cock in my hand. I studied it for a moment, then I kissed its behemoth helmet. I looked into Leon’s eyes before twirling my tongue around his cockhead, lapping up its seepage.
Leon looked at me longingly. The lust in his eyes revealed how much he wanted to fuck my ass. He leered in Charlie’s direction and said, “Charlie before I fuck your wife's ass you better get it ready for me. You don't want me to rip her a new one do you?"
Charlie sighed and dropped to his knees behind me. He hooked his thumps in the waist band of my thong and pulled it down my legs. The gusset clung tightly to my wet pussy. He had to give an extra tug to get it down. He noticed that my pussy lips were already pouting for attention and glistening with excitement. He placed my thong in Leon’s outstretched hand and said to me, "You seem pretty excited by all this..."
"I am," I confessed huskily. Then I saw the hurt in my husband’s eyes and sobbed, "You must think I'm such a slut."
He shook his head negatively. “You’re not a slut. You just like sex. It’s okay. I’m the one who got you into this situation.”
Leon brought my thong up to his face and inhaled my aroma. His big horse cock throbbed in my hand in response to my heady scent. Tossing my thong to his lawyer, he said, “Her pussy has a sweet fragrance.”
The lawyer followed Leon's lead and sniffed my thong. He grinned at his client and concurred, "Yes indeed, very sweet.”
"Yes, very sweet," Charlie agreed as well. He caressed my upturned posterior and with heartfelt affection he said, "Babe, you have a beautiful ass."
"She sure does and I can't wait to tap it. So get it ready for me," sneered Leon, feeding his mammoth member into my mouth.
I engulfed just the head of Leon’s cock. Hollowing my cheeks, I sucked on it with lust-fueled intensity. Feverishly, I stoked his long shaft with both my hands, smearing my slobber all over it.
Leon growled with gratification, "That's it Tilly, that’s the way to suck my cock."
Charlie kissed each of my buttocks before spreading my butt cheeks apart, revealing my butthole and cunt. He kissed my pussy then used his tongue to explore it.
I signaled my pleasure with my husband’s oral manipulation by groaning raucously around Leon's cock. I'm sure he enjoyed the vibration, as I continued to work my own oral magic on him.
Charlie’s tongue grudgingly departed my pussy, replaced by two of his fingers. The wet soppy sound of his digits sawing in out of my cunt added to the erotic symphony of my groans and Leon’s moans. He kissed my taint, then he pushed the flat of his tongue against my anus.
My body shivered like I had just received an electric shock. My wet whimpers broadcast the hedonistic delight I felt.
Charlie slithered his tongue into me like a snake, teasing his way into the interior of my anus. Removing his fingers from my pussy, he wiggled them carefully into my butthole. Twisting them in clockwise and counter-clockwise motions, he stimulated my anus, relaxing it. He spread his fingers open, stretching my rectum in preparation for the Leon’s giant girth. He lovingly returned his attention to my clit and teased it with his tongue tip before intensifying my pleasure by sucking on it.
Abruptly, Charlie stopped and withdrew his fingers from my ass. He turned to Leon and quietly mumbled, "She's ready for you.”
"Nooo!" I objected with a stomp of my foot. "I was about to cum, you fuckers."
With a laugh, Leon spun around and I grabbed a hold of Charlie’s shoulders to keep from falling down. Leon had me bent over with my hands on my husband’s shoulders, so that my ass was fully exposed and vulnerable. He savagely slapped my ass with his open palm. The smack echoed off the walls of the office. He commanded, "Stay just like that, Tilly."
"Ouch," I cried out in protested. I froze as Leon, in a single thrust, slid his gargantuan cock into my well-oiled pussy. It was unexpected pleasure and produced an unadulterated moan from deep within me.
Charlie watched my eyes widen as Leon filled my cunt with his hard cock clear to his huge cum-filled testicles. He kissed me, while Leon paused allowing me to adapt to his girth.
"So big... so hard... so big," I babbled into my husband’s face.
Leon enjoyed my cunt muscles contracting around his colossal cock. Tamping back the urge to cum, he gasped, "Tilly, you got a sweet, sweet pussy, girl."
The watching attorney brought my thong back up to his face and inhaled deeply. His cock sprung out of his trousers like a predator on the prowl. Pre-cum drooled from it, I could actually see the big blue vein on top of it twitching as blood pulsated through it. He took his throbbing cock in hand and began to slowly stroke it while witnessing my ravishment.
Grabbing my hips for leverage, Leon plunged his cock into my cunt again and again with vicious velocity as I whimpered, "oh, oh, oh, oh."
Suddenly, Leon pulled his cock completely out of my cunt. I whined my disapproval, but fell silent and stiffened when I felt the blunt helmet of his cock tap then penetrate my well anointed anus. Puffing and panting, I clutched my husband’s shoulders with white-knuckled intensity as Leon slowly inched his colossal cock into my ass.
Amazingly, Charlie pulled my nipples with just the right amount of pressure to provide pleasure and avoid pain. He was taking my focus off my ass and putting it on my breasts and I loved him for it. Looking into my face, our eyes locked, he smiled and silently mouthed, "I love you."
A wave of relief splashed over me and my anxiety washed way. In that moment, I felt more secure in his love than any other time in our marriage. The fact that I felt so loved by my husband while I had another man's cock in my ass was mind-blowing.
"Relax Tilly. Trust me, you going to love this. Finger your cunt, it will help." Leon’s soothing voice mollified me.
I sank two fingers into my twat. I worked on my cunt as Charlie continued to work on my breasts and sooner than I thought possible, I groaned, "Go ahead, Leon. Fuck my ass."
With those words of encouragement, Leon jammed the rest of his cock into my butthole with a single thrust. As my butt fully engulfed his cock, I actually barked.
Leon slowly withdrew his cock from my butt. When the head was ready to escape my anus, he just as slowly slid it back into me again. He repeated this slow tease again and again. He voiced his approval, "Tilly, you have the tightest ass I ever tapped."
Soon I was whimpering "oh" with his withdrawal and whining "ah," upon his renewed penetration. Lost in pleasure, I babbled nonsense words of lust, "Cock, big cock, so big, good, so good, make me cum."
His passion inflamed, Leon thrust his cock into me like it was a rocket blasting from earth. A high pitched squeal of delight escaped my lips. He responded with a primordial guttural growl. Lost in animal-like lust he pounded my ass without mercy.
I screeched as Leon pulled me up by my hair. Ripping my fingers from my snatch, I grabbed my husband’s shoulders with both hands to keep from falling. With my back arched, another inch of Leon's cock disappeared into my ass.
"Bah-hah," bellowed Leon, as he buried his mammoth cock deep into my butt. His cock blasted cum deep into my innards.
Fumbling between my legs, I found and urgently squeezed Leon’s large balls as they emptied their contents into me. I tenderly cooed, "Cum, Leon, cum."
The voyeur lawyer stroked his hard cock vigorously. Bringing my thong up to his nose, he inhaled deeply. He lowered my thong to his cock just as the first frothy burst of cum spewed forth. He hissed with enchanted release as spurts of pleasure shot from his cock and filled my thong. Depleted, he rested his head on his desk and sighed, “Good grief.”
After he had recovered, Leon reached purposefully between my open legs. With his hard cock still fully implanted in my ass, he pushed his large fingers firmly against my agitated clit. He curtly ordered, "Cum Tilly, cum now."
The pleasing pressure on my clit mixed with the satisfying fullness in my ass, but I still required further stimulation to ignite the fuse for an orgasmic blast. With desperation I pleaded with my husband. "Pinch my nipples, sweetie, pinch my nipples hard."
Charlie silently nodded. Taking a nipple in each hand, between his thumb and forefinger, he slowly applied vice-like pressure until my nipples were completely flattened. He watched my expression to gauge his effectiveness.
My eyes widen and I fervently clutched his shoulders. A low rumble began deep in my core and grew to a full blown scream of ecstasy. My eyes rolled over white as the dam of orgasm breached. Ejaculate spewed from my cunt and splattered with a whoosh on the floor of the lawyer’s office. I wailed, "Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!"
I sat up fully awake. Feeling between my legs I confirmed, I hadn’t just had sex dream, I had night emissions. Seeing the growing puddle of liquid beneath me, I admitted, “Night emission my big ass. I ejaculated. I cummed all over the place, I’m such a slut.”
Getting up from my bed I quickly changed the soiled sheets. Once that chore was complete, I crawled back into bed and fell back to sleep trying to figure out what my dream meant. Did my husband feel like I had cuckolded him for cash? Did he think I was a whore? Did he really still love me?
Mentally exhausted I fell asleep and slept the rest of the day. Then I got up to fix myself some supper. Sitting at the kitchen table, I used the $6,000 debit card I had been paid with by Leon, to catch up our bills via computer. About 10 PM Charlie came home from work. My husband kissed my neck and I greeted him, "Hey, Charlie. How was work?"
Without saying a word, he wearily flopped down in the kitchen chair across from me. He remained silent and my dismay grew. He looked me in the eyes, I knew my expression betrayed my worry. His gaze aroused anxiety within me, as I contemplated with uncertainty the logic of what I had done.
I shuddered involuntarily with the thought my marriage was irreparably damaged by my lurid actions with Leon. I had fucked another man for money and now I had to face the consequences. In a hushed whisper, I asked, "Charlie, do you still love me?"
Charlie rose quickly from his chair. He strode around the kitchen table. His jaw tensed visibly with touches of humor around his mouth and near his eyes. He studied me thoughtfully for a moment. Then soothingly he asked, "Haven't I told I love you today?"
"Nope," I sobbed.
"I love you today," he said with a grin as he reached for me.
Tearfully, I whimpered, "Thank goodness. I love you so much. I was so afraid..."
He gathered me into his arms and held me snugly against his body. He pressed his lips to mine smothering my last words in the velvet warmth of his kiss. His lips parted mine with a soul caressing kiss. His pelvic pressed into mine and I felt the hardness of his cock. He unbuttoned my shirt but left it on me. He squeezed one breast while sucking on the other.
I tilted my head back and whimpered, "Not so hard, Charlie, my breasts are tender."
"I'm sorry," he said as he backed from me and scrutinized me. One flap of the shirt covered one breast, the other was exposed its nipple hard and glistened wet from his attention. He cupped my battered breast and examined it. Gently, he lightly kissed each bruise then he blew his hot breath on my wet nipple. With a soothing voice, he asked, "Is that better?"
I nodded then kissed him hungrily, his cock rose to rigid attention. Feeling my husband’s cock pressing against my tummy, I broke our kiss and glanced down with a grin. I was pleased that I could still arouse him, in light of where I been just twenty-four hours ago.
Charlie’s eyes met mine and choking with emotion he said, “I love you so much, Tilly. I’m so sorry. I’ve failed to be a good provider. Can you ever forgive me?”
“There’s nothing to forgive. It's not your fault the economy slowed down. You've done the best you could and you swallowed your pride for the good of your family. I love you for it. Let me show you how much.”
I dropped to me knees. I unzipped his trousers and fished out his cock. Sweetly, I kissed then sucked his cock just as our intimate connection dictated. Each time I looked up at my husband, he smiled sublimely. I was overcome with a sense of peace and love. Continuing to lavish attention on his cock, I got a little more intrepid and wrapped my lips just around his cockhead. Just as my husband had gotten used to that sensation, I switched my focus, pulling his cock out of my mouth to lick the seam of his balls. I teased, “Charlie, your balls look so heavy. Are they full of cum for me? I so want your cum, sweetie.”
He watched in fascination and shivered intensely, as I ran my tongue over every square inch of his balls while continuing to stroke his shaft. Clutching the table, he fought off the urge to cum.
I licked my way back up his long shaft slowly, teasing him with my tongue. Then I slid my lips down over his throbbing cock and began to slowly pump my mouth up and down on it. My hands stroked his shaft while I nursed on just the helmet of his cock. I gently rolled his balls in my other hand, coaxing the cum from them.
Charlie moved his hips to meet my lips and soon I was taking his entire cock into my throat. He moaned as his cock pulsated with pleasure. He enjoyed the tightness of my constricted throat and the reverberation of my forced breath against his cock. He gasped, "Ah, that feels so good,"
I sucked his cock lovingly, hollowing my cheeks demanding his essence. When it became apparent that he was about to cum, I pulled my mouth back up to his cockhead and finished him off with my hand. I surrounded the head of his cock with my lips and let him fill my mouth with his hot nectar. Once my husband had filled my mouth with his cum, I straightened up and smiled up at him. I showed him that he had, indeed, filled my mouth with cum. Then I swallowed.
Charlie watched, and the pleasure was evident on his face as I swallowed his load. He looked down at me, panting from the intensity of his orgasm.
Sitting at my husband’s feet, I felt content that I pleased him. I smiled up at him and said, “Sweetie I just love you so much. It makes me feel so good to give you pleasure.”
“I love you,” he choked and pulled me to my feet.
He backed me against the kitchen table until my butt encountered the edge then I arose up on my tip toes and rested my cheeks on the table. Charlie pushed me down until my back was resting flat on the table. He flipped the shirt flaps off of my breasts exposing them to his hungry gaze. He reached down and lovingly cuddled a breast in his hand. He kissed it then blew his breath on the nipple, I inhaled sharply with pleasure. Charlie ran a finger down my panty-clad slit and I raised my hips so he could pull my panties off.
Before I could spread my legs for him, my husband rolled me over onto my belly bending me over the table. He stood behind me for moment and admired my posterior. He said with heartfelt affection, "Babe, you have a beautiful ass."
Charlie dropped to his knees behind me and kissed each of my buttocks. Spreading my cheeks apart, he revealed my pretty pink pucker and my well-fucked cunt. He kissed my distended labia and used his tongue to explore it.
I groaned gleefully.
He sucked on my pussy for just a while longer. Then he pulled my cheeks further apart and darted his tongue teasingly at my puckered butthole. He further pleasured me by kissing, licking, and sliding his tongue up and down the insides of my butt cheeks and crack. He stabbed his tongue in and out of my anus while sawing two fingers in and out of my cunt until I squealed with delight.
I grunted as my husband worked his blunt thumb into my butthole. I saw stars when he brought his fingers and thumb together separated only by my inners. I hissed as he sucked a hickey on my butt cheek.
Satisfied that I was suitably ready for penetration, Charlie withdrew his digits from me. Looking over my shoulder, I watched as he grabbed his reenergized cock with his hand and rubbed it up and down my saturated slit. He grinned at me as I moaned. But, he didn't penetrate my pussy instead he tapped his blunt head on my soggy butthole. For a moment he locked eyes with me, I nodded my consent and he pushed his cock into my ass.
"Ahhh!" I cried out and gripped the edge of the table as my sphincter resisted the entry of my husband's hard as stone cock. My ass was tight and his cock was so hard, I was sure I could feel the blood pounding through the big vein on top of it. Slowly inch by inch, he slid himself into me.
Once he was fully seated in my ass, he paused to allow me to adjust to his girth. He huffed, "Tilly, your ass is so tight. It feels so good."
Blinking and puffing, I felt like a steel post had been inserted into my ass. I felt my husband’s fingers gently, but firmly push on my clit sending shockwaves of pleasure to my core. My mind reeled with joyous pleasure. I panted, "I... love... you. Fuck... me."
Charlie slowly began to withdraw his cock. Just when he was about to be expelled from my ass, he forcefully pushed himself back into me. Soon his pace quickened and he surrendered to his lust. He stabbed his cock in and out of my ass with savage thrusts. He gripped my hips like a drowning man grasps a life preserver.
"That's it, oh, uh, Charlie, fuck me. Uh, oh, fuck my ass."
Suddenly, he stopped thrusting. He panted, "Feels... so... good... want... this... to last."
I pushed up off the table with his cock fully impaled up my ass. I reached behind my head and brought Charlie's face to mine. My demanding lips caressed his lips. Using the table for leverage, I slowly rose up on his cock until my sphincter threatened to spit it out. Then just as slowly, I slide back down it.
Charlie moaned with pleasure and I groaned my own gratification as I discovered an acceptable rhythm. He nibbled on my earlobe and whispered words of adoration into my ear that coursed their way to my heart.
I felt my husband's cock expand and knew his climax was close. I increased my speed and wiggled my ass simultaneously as he grabbed my hips with a death grip to guide me up and down on his cock.
"Oh yeah, I'm going to cum. Whoa, jeez, I'm going to cum," he wailed. He pulled me down on his cock as cum erupted from it and flooded my ass. He bellowed in release, "Ahhh!"
I stayed perfectly still as Charlie's cum flowed into my innards. As soon as he was spent, I pressed my palm against my clit. My body sent bolts of pleasure to my brain as an intense orgasm rushed through my core and fluid splattered on the kitchen floor. Once again, I had ejaculated. I howled with unmitigated delight, "Cum.... cum... cum."
White lights exploded behind my closed eyelids then faded to black. I slumped down on the table gasping for air.
"Tilly?" asked Charlie with a concerned, "Tilly? Are you okay?"
I looked at him through glazed eyes then grimaced as his spent cock softened and slipped from my ass. I smiled at him. "Never better, Charlie, never better.”
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