| Straight: True Stories: Is it infidelity? (2/7) |
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/>He looked up at me and said, "Mmmmm... as always you suck great cock. Are you still wanting to go out and get fucked?" At first I wasn't but his indifference toward me while I sucked him off was sorta pissing me off so I nodded and said, "of course." He finally stood up, turned the computer off and took me by the hand. He led me over to the couch and bent me over the armrest. This is what I was hoping for all along. I was still annoyed at him, but couldn't help but be a little wet at his rough treatment of me. He slapped my ass a few times as he played with himself back to hardness. Bent over the armrest of the couch, there wasn't much I could do in that position. I looked back at him, but he pushed my head down into the cushion as he rubbed his now hardened cock along my lips and clit. Still mad as I was, I was trying to not show any enjoyment, but my moist lips gave me away. Not that I think he cared at the moment. If I wasn't wet he would have just grabbed some lube. He's never that completely insensitive to dry-fuck me. As he rubbed his cock along my pussy I was getting wetter and he completely surprised me along one rub and sunk his entire length in quickly. I gasped as he entered me and he started to fuck me hard. He pulled my hair back as he rammed into me and said, "Is this the fucking you wanted, my little slut?" He was pounding me so hard I was having trouble catching my breath with my stomach pressed against the armrest. I managed to squeak out a "No" in between ragged breaths. As much as I was enjoying it, I didn't want to give him the satisfaction yet. He kept pounding my pussy and grunting hard, as he slapped my ass occasionally during it. Soon he grunted and I could feel his cock twitch inside my cunt and his cum splash inside me. Though I tried not to reveal it to him out of spite, I think he knew that he already made me cum. He withdrew his cock from me and left me sprawled over the armrest panting. "Does my horny cock slut still need to get go and get fucked tonight?" With weak legs I stood and faced him. His cum running down my legs, I smiled and kissed him deeply. I smiled wickedly at him and said, "Yes, you think that dicking is enough for me?" He grinned and told me, "I didn't think so. But if you expect to go out and get more tonight, you have to let him cum on you, in you, everywhere. I expect you to come home to me covered with cum and then be my slave the rest of the night." Smiling inside, I thought this couldn't turn out any better. I would get to fuck my man again and whomever I choose tonight. We'd swapped before, but this was a first for him to let me go out and do as I pleased. I put a sexy little skirt and halter-top on that accentuated my breasts, showing ample cleavage. I kissed him goodbye and said, "Thank you for this." |
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