Cold October Rain, The End
Denny and I had become steady fuck buddies by Thanksgiving of 2001, we didn't miss a Tuesday, and until the holiday, didn't miss a Thursday either. I usually left my casual job early enough on those days to report for slut duty between six and seven AM. I had my own key by now and would just let myself in, shower and let the fun begin. Usually things started with me giving Denny a blow-job ad things progressed from there, usually for two to three hours before going home. It started as just sex, and I was happy with that.
By Christmas Denny's mom figured out I was a married slut, sucking and fucking her precious little boy. She didn't like me a bit, and it showed anytime she dropped in while I was there. She would call ahead and ask Denny if "SHE" was there so as to not walk in on anything she didn't want to see. For Christmas Denny took me shopping for outfits he wanted to see me in for role play. The clothing stayed at his place and was worn at his particular fantasy of the day. He also surprised me with a dildo to use on me while I sucked him off sometimes, I gave him the idea I wanted two guys at once, and that was the best he was willing to do. I found out the night I ended things with him he didn't have any problem bragging to his friends how he had a married slut to suck his cock and fuck him several times a week, so why not invite one over one morning when I showed up? I told him several times during our talks and a few times during sex it was my fantasy to have two cocks using me at the same time. He would just give me a look and change the subject, or tell me to get his cock in my mouth and that was the end of it.
During the winter and spring of 2002 I began to notice Denny seemed to be getting more commanding and possessive, and I didn't like it. Our relationship was supposed to be nothing more than fuck-buddies, now Denny was beginning to suggest I leave my husband and move in with him. To get me through the week, and to get him to his next real relationship.
Once while fucking me doggie in bed, he would slap my ass and ask, "Who's your daddy? Huh, who's your daddy?"
I decided to throw him a curve to see his reaction and groaned out my husband's name. I didn't expect the result I got, he pulled out, took the condom off, and lay it on my ass, got dressed and left without saying a word. It was several days until I heard from him again and he wanted some new rules for our "relationship", rules I wasn't about to follow. We had an argument over the phone and he threatened to tell my husband about us unless I began playing by his rules. I began to think of a way out, and it seemed harder to have sex every time I went to his place, or at least when he spoke to me.
He tried to renew things, but the threat was always there and I would never forget it. The more he tried being nice to me, the more I resented it. I felt like I was in bondage now, the only thing I really got my way on was still insisting Denny wear a condom when he fucked me, but I had to now supply them or he said he wouldn't wear one. He knew he couldn't get me to move in with him, but he also knew the seriousness of the threat he held over me, I would do as he said...for a while.
My thoughts from the time I knew I was going to see him to when I showered and washed the sex off me was, "How do I dump him and get away with it?" I suffered through the spring into May when he insisted I spend a week-end with him. I pleaded stress from work and house hunting to my husband to get away for the week-end and spend it with my friend, Jane.
I reported to Denny's townhouse early on Friday evening for service as his private married suck and fuck slut. I tried my best to be pleasant and sexy as I walked through the door, "Want to start with a blow-job?" I ask.
"Yeah, you read my mind!" he answered, "Take off your clothes and you can suck it right here in the living room!" I lay my bag on the floor and took off my top and bra, slid out of my pants and panties, "Good, I see you're freshly shaved! You know how I like that slick pussy of yours right after it's been shaved!"
"Uh-huh, I know you do, that's why I just shaved it before coming over. Want to sit on the couch?"
"Yeah, let me get comfortable here and you can slide between my legs give me one of your fantastic blow-jobs! You're gonna be glad you came over for the week-end, I'm gonna fill your mouth and pussy till you leave Sunday afternoon!" He threatened, now with his pants off and his legs spread for me sitting in the center of the couch, "Come on now, get on your knees and lets get that dick in your mouth!"
A glob of precum hung from the tip of Denny's cock as he held it up, pointing it at me as if it were a weapon. I melted to my knees, hungry for his cock in my mouth wishing things could go back to the way they were when we began having sex. I kissed it, wetting my lips with salty precum before wrapping them around his hard, warm, pulsing cock. "Mmmm!" I sighed sliding my lips just past the head, my tongue orbiting it, licking the head all over as my lips rotated around the shaft. "Fuck, I love sucking this cock!" I thought beginning to bob my head up and down on it.
Denny brushed my hair away so he could watch me suck his cock, "Good girl! I love the way you suck my dick! Oh yeah! Keep it up Carol and I'll feed you an appetizer before we go out for dinner!"
I stopped sucking suddenly, "We're going out? I don't think that's a good idea, what if..."
"Don't worry. We're going where your husband doesn't go." He cut me off, "Now, suck that dick and make me cum in that sweet cock hungry mouth of yours!"
Denny pushed my head back down and I sucked him off slowly licking his cock and balls. His breathing became heavy the more I sucked and picked up the pace of bobbing my head up and down on it. It didn't take me long to achieve my goal of making him cum in my mouth, he grunted, pulled my head down and began shooting his cum down my throat. He released my head and collapsed against the back of the sofa knowing I would continue to nurse his cock gently until it fell flaccid from my lips. I kissed it and rested my head against his thigh, "What do you want me to wear?"
"What did you bring?" he ask.
"A long print skirt, white top if you want me dressed up a little. Where are we going?"
"James Bar, across from the rail road. We'll get something to eat before Don, Jake, and Rusty show up to play some pool. Wear the skirt." he replied.
"That place is a dump, why get me all dressed up for that?"
"I need to show you off a little, wear the skirt, okay... Get dressed, so we have time for a burger before they get there." he answered curtly.
Denny just slipped on his jeans as I slid into my skirt without bothering to put on panties. A white top over a lacy bra completed my wardrobe for our "night out". We took my car, Denny's was getting work done on it, so I had to choose a discrete parking spot in case my husband would drive by, unlikely, but possible. James Bar was converted house on the side of a hill, elevated maybe 12-15 feet above the lot, I was glad it wasn't raining like the night I first had sex with Denny, we would have been soaked by the time we got to the top of the stairs and in the door. The front was a bar, a kitchen in the back, real class...
It was an obvious regular hang-out for Denny, everyone knew him there when we walked in and took seats at a table in the corner. Denny ordered our food from the bar, and a beer for himself and a Windsor and Coke for me. He brought our drinks to the table and said our food would be a few minutes. Before our burgers arrived, two of the guys came in, Jake and Rusty and joined us. I had seen Jake around town and hoped he didn't know too much about me, Rusty was a new face, I later found out he worked in the rail road yards, wrecked his truck driving drunk, lived in the city across the river, was probably going to jail for his third D.U.I. and depended on Jake and others to get around. Other than that, he was good looking, seemed to have an interest in me, and personable. Jake said he had seen me around and gave me a strange knowing look, like he knew more than I wanted him to. Denny wolfed down his burger just in time for Don to come in, grab a beer and hover over our table waiting to play pool. Don showed little interest in anything but pool and beer, but would have to wait his turn, Denny and Rusty were up first.
Denny told me to run a tab under his name and get him another beer. I was happy to, being left alone with Jake and Don. Jake for fear of questions and comments, Don just because he was a little weird. Fortunately for me, Rusty lost to Denny and joined Jake at the table while Don played Denny and I waitressed for the moment.
Having little interest in the pool game, and no interest in sitting at the same table with Don. After delivering the beers I took a seat at the bar sipping on my Windsor and Coke waiting for the next beer order and wondering how I was going to get myself out of this mess.
Before I realized it, Denny had beaten Don and Jake was up. Don hung around the table watching the game between Denny and Jake. They ordered more beers and I dutifully delivered them and resumed my seat at the bar soon to be joined by Rusty, "Looks like ass-hole's on a roll tonight." He said almost to himself, but just loud enough for me to hear him.
"Who?" I ask.
"Denny, fucker's hot tonight. Sinking every ball he lines up. I hope Jake whips his ass!" Rusty said without looking at me, staring at the bar.
"It's just a game. Who cares." I replied.
"Fuck it. You know Jake? He seems to know you from somewhere." Rusty commented.
"Mmmmm, yeah. I guess we sorta remember each other." I answered a bit sheepishly.
"Said he knows your husband. What the fuck are you doing with a looser like Denny?..if you don't mind me asking." He said.
Me, I was feeling a bit uncomfortable with the question and answered bluntly and truthfully, "I was lonely and horny, Denny was available and pretty good in bed...at first. Now he's a pain in the ass that I need to get rid of."
"Just tell the fucker you want out. It's been fun, but it's over. No problem." He suggested.
I looked Rusty directly in the eyes and said, "I tried that. He threatened to tell my husband that he's been screwing me since October if I break things off. He even wants me to move in with him!"
Rusty gave a knowing smile and said, "I heard you've been doing more than just screwing him, besides, he's a pussy. He doesn't like confrontation. Just leave the fucker."
"Easy for you to say, I'm the one under threat. I have to find a way that'll make him just leave me alone. He's so fucking jealous!" I said without realizing his jealousy was the key.
"Fine, just fuck somebody then and make sure he knows it." Rusty said as if just thinking out loud.
It struck me, that was the answer! Besides, my twisted logic said, if he did go to my husband, I could plead desperation and ask forgiveness. I'm not sure where my mind was, but I jumped at the suggestion. I turned to Rusty, brushed my hand across his thigh and ask, "Wanna blow-job?"
"How? Denny's right there. Don't you think he'd notice?" He laughed.
"I hope he does notice! I don't mean right here in the bar, we could slip off. I drove." I suggested.
"Where we gonna go?..the parking lot?" He wondered.
"No, your place." I answered, "You live alone, right? We wait till he goes to the men's room and sneak out, run to my car and go!"
"Fuck yeah, that'll work! A win-win for both of us, and the poor pussy will probably cry on his ma-ma's shoulder for a month! He wouldn't dare do anything knowing it's me you're giving a head-job to! Take him another beer!-Fill him up! Ha-ha!"
I motioned to the bartender and ordered three more beers on Denny's tab and took them over to the table a few shots before Denny won his third game of the night. I stayed and watched the end of the game and Denny brag about how hot he was that night, challenging others to a game, and as luck would have it, after issuing the challenge, he went to the men's room to relieve himself. I dashed straight to the bar and Rusty, "Come-on!..Now! Let's go while we have the chance!
Rusty glanced around the room and laughed, "Fuck yeah!" We darted for the door, ran down the steps, and jumped in my car. It seemed to take extra long to get it started, but once the engine came to life I slammed it in gear and off we went kicking stones and dust in the parking lot.
Once we were on the highway I calmed down a little, "Are we going the right way?" I ask.
"Yeah, just take the Taylor bridge." He said.
"Tell me when to turn." I replied in confusion and excitement. My phone was ringing in my purse to further distract me. Pulling it out, it was Denny, which made me even more nervous.
Rusty gave me a strange look, there were big signs for the bridge, but I was nervous, excited, and relieved all in the same moment. ''See the sign? Turn there to get on the bridge, when we come to the light on the other side, turn right and get in the left lane. I'll tell you when to turn after that." Maybe three miles from the bar to the far side of the bridge, but it seemed like only a stone's throw and we were there. Hardly any traffic that time of evening and before I knew it Rusty had me turn left, go two blocks and turn left again, "Now, get in the right lane, it's just ahead. There should be a place to park right out in front." A little farther and Rusty said, "There, park in front of the stone place." My phone rang several more times, each time Rusty said, "See? The bastard's pissed! I bet he knows exactly what's going on! Ha-ha!" I simply pulled over to the curb as there was no other cars I front of the place, a four story row apartment house near the middle of the city. Rusty leaned over, gave me a deep tongue twisting kiss and said, "Come on!"
"Looks nice from here." I said getting out.
"Ah, I'm on the top floor." He replied, "We got some stairs to climb." He took my hand and began to lead me to the front door digging in his pocket for his keys.
"Fuck!" I mumbled.
"What? You're not backing out, are you?" He ask unlocking the door.
"No, I just remembered I left my bag in Denny's place." I said.
"What bag?" He wondered as we began climbing the stairs.
"Oh, I'm supposed to be spending the week-end with Denny and I left my bag in his place. Just a change of clothing, and some other stuff. Nothing I can't replace easy enough I guess." I answered.
"Too late now!" Rusty said.
My mind weaved a big tapestry of what Denny might do with my bag and things, the worst being he would take them to my husband proving me as a cheater and slut. I awoke to reality when Rusty unlocked the door to his apartment, it looked kind of "dingy". One room separated by furniture and a bath room.
My phone rang again, I looked at it, Denny and closed it up again, shoved it in my purse and lay it on the table. A china cabinet separated the "bedroom" from the kitchen and living room area and I wondered if that's where I would be sucking Rusty's cock. After all, that's what I was there for, "Ready?" I ask.
"Yeah, I was just thinking I could probably get this more if I hadn't broken up with my girlfriend." He teased and began to undress.
"I may as well get undressed too." I said taking his lead, "The last thing I want is to go home with cum on my clothes."
"Good thinking. What you husband? I mean where you've been and if you told him you were going away for the week-end, why you're back so early." He ask watching me peel off my top and wiggle out of my skirt.
"I'll tell him Jane and her k**s were sick and I thought it best to come back home. Simple, he'll believe that. I'll need to find someplace to buy some jeans like the ones I was wearing when I left though." I answered.
Denny called again before we could get started, Rusty took the phone this time and lay it on the pillow and smiled, "I got a surprise for that fucki'n ass-hole next time."
I was naked and ready, Rusty still had to pull his jeans off and when he did, I saw a cock like I had never had before. It was slim, a sharp head with almost a chiseled sharp look to it, maybe six inches in length, and distinctly curved upwards! I knew I couldn't just suck it and leave, I wanted to try it in my pussy!
He lay his jeans on the floor and sat on the edge of the bed, I lost no time sliding to my knees and parting his legs to begin sucking it. "Eager slut aren't you?" He commented nudged my head and said, "Open your fucking mouth!"
"Uh-huh!" I panted kissing the head and wrapping my lips around it. The head slid against the roof of my mouth, I backed off a bit, savoring it, licking it, sucking it, and making love to it with my mouth! It was the hardest cock I ever sucked!
"Look, he's sending texts now!" Rusty said, "You like that dick?"
"Yes!" I answered paying no attention to what he said about the phone and resumed sucking his cock.
"You're pretty good at giving head! Been doing it long?" He said looking down at me.
"Ummph-hummph!" I moaned not taking my mouth from his cock.
Soon the phone rang again, this time Rusty picked it up and opened it. I could hear, "Where the fuck are you?" as he opened it.
"Oh sorry man, she can't talk right now, her mouth's full. I'll tell her you called though." and closed my phone. "That should make him think!" and tossed it in my purse from the bed and gave me a devilish smile pushing my head down a little and panting, "You really give great head! I'm gonna flood your mouth with cum, you know that?"
"Ummph-hummph!" I groaned with delight.
"What else you want while you're here?" He ask knowing full well what I now wanted.
"Mmmm!" I moaned as I licked his cock to his balls, "I want you to fuck me!"
"Yeah, I knew I'd have your pussy too once you sucked it!" Rusty teased.
"Well, I've never been fucked with a cock like that!" I smiled.
"Yeah, a few ladies have said that, you're the first married one though." He commented nudging my head down to continue sucking his beautiful cock.
Mmmm yes! It was so fucking hard! I can't remember sucking a cock harder than Rusty's, ever! I loved sucking it, but whenever he would push it in too deep it was easier to gag on than a straight cock as it sort of rode the roof of my mouth. The harder and more eagerly I sucked Rusty's cock, the more dominant he became. I guess figuring he ay as well use this married slut all he could while it lasted. He obviously liked using my mouth, and I enjoyed letting him.
I could tell he was holding back on more than just cumming so I slipped my mouth off the head of his cock and whispered, "Cum in my mouth, please!"
That's about all he needed, he said, "Just like you are! I'm gonna stand and fuck your married mouth, nice and easy. You want that? Huh? You like your mouth fucked by a guy you just met?"
"Uh-huh!" I answered waiting on my knees.
Rusty held his cock in one hand, leveling it as best he could to my mouth and pulled my head to it with the other saying, "Open your fucki'n mouth slut...if you want fucked later! Suck it baby, go ahead and suck it!"
He didn't have to say anything, I was more than willing and eager to suck that cock since I first saw it! I loved the dirty talk and the little bit of dominance that he was displaying with me, he ask if I had sex with Denny before coming to the bar. I told him I just gave Denny a blow-job when I went to his place that afternoon. He ask if I swallowed Denny's cum. I told him I did, and he said my belly would be full of cum by the time I went home and smiled at me as he fed me his cock.
He didn't fuck my mouth hard, he was slow and gentle about it, but kept up the dirty talk! I loved it! Soon enough he told me to make him cum and left the details to me. I started off slow, pushing my lips around the head and working my tongue around it in a loving way rotating my lips around the shaft, just behind the head while my tongue worked the head over. Soon I began to bob up and down on it. It didn't take long, Rusty's knees began to buckle, his fingers dug into my scalp and soon his cum began to flow in spurts down my throat. He pulled my head back in time to watch the last rope of cum go into my mouth and slide across my tongue. He watched me kiss it and get a drop or two on my chin, ( I did it purposely knowing how men like to watch their cum mark a woman's face). Rusty rubbed his cock across my lips, chin and cheeks having me focus on his eyes with mine. His cock rested inches from my lips as he caught his breath. I began to open my mouth again wanting more, he lifted it and slid it in my mouth, slowly fucking it again for a few seconds before dropping to the bed.
We talked a little and had a drink, and did some light petting in preparation for what I would call the main event. During the conversation it became known that I liked being fucked doggy style and spanked hard. Rusty certainly didn't have a problem complying with my fetish and seemed to look forward to it even. Later, I would find out just how much he would comply with my wishes!
When Rusty dipped his fingers in my pussy his comment was, "Damn, you're wet! Did you cum from sucking my dick?"
"Uh-huh, maybe..." I replied sheepishly.
"Relax and lay back." He told me. He didn't have to tell me to spread my legs, that happened without thought and he kneeled beside my head, "Suck it hard again, bitch! Then you can have what you want."
Sucking Rusty's cock again was a pleasure, and it didn't take long for it to return to it's steel hard state. He crawled down between my thighs and teased me with his cock before sliding it in slowly. "Ahhh" I panted as it touched places even a much larger cock would have missed, then I began pleading, "Fuck me, please! Fuck me hard and cum inside me!"
"Oh, I'll cum inside you alright...but not in your pussy! I like watching you swallow cum! Besides, I'm not risking an accidental k**." He replied picking up the pace with his strokes and pushing deeper inside me, "You like this bent dick, don't you whore?"
"Oh fuck yes!" I groaned in pleasure.
Rusty fucked me on my back for several minutes asking how I liked his cock, (he was obviously proud of it) and calling me a whore or married slut. I didn't mind a bit, so long as he fucked me. Soon I had an orgasm and he had me turn over, my face down on a pillow and my ass in the air for him. He teased me more, rubbing his hard cock along my labia and cilt until I begged for it in my pussy. He ask me if I was going to let him cum in my mouth after he fucked me, and I promised I would. A hard smack to my ass and he shoved his steel hard cock in me again and began thrusting in and out, delivering a hard smack to my ass between every several plunges asking, "Is that how Denny fucked you?"
"No! His cock was nowhere near what yours is!" I responded without even thinking.
"I didn't ask you about cocks, I ask if this is how he fucked you?" He pushed.
"Yes! When we were in bed, sometimes he bent me over his desk in his office to fuck me!" I confessed.
"This is great, fucking Denny's whore and getti'n head from her!" He proudly proclaimed fucking me hard and spanking my ass.
I'll confess, it was the best fuck I ever had, so I didn't mind the inquisition and insults at all. I was having more orgasms than ever before during one fuck session! "I wish that's all I was to him, the ass-hole started to become possessive, that's why I'm here sucking and fucking you!"
Rusty slammed my pussy and smacked my ass for a good twenty minutes before he was ready to cum, and when he did, he pulled out, pushed me over on my back and demanded I open my mouth kneeling beside my head with his cock held tightly in his hand, "Open your mouth, I'm gonna cum!" I rolled toward him wrapping my lips around his cock while it shot warm cum into my mouth. I remember how Rusty's cock kind of tickled the roof of my mouth while it shot his cum down my throat! After he emptied his ball in my mouth I began bobbing my head up and down on it until he couldn't stand it anymore and pulled out. I pressed closer, letting his cock smear my forehead while I kissed, and licked, and sucked his balls, "Such a great fuck!" I said, then caught myself before offering to suck and fuck him anytime he wanted, "I better get dressed and go home before it gets too late for my story to be believable, huh?"
"What you gonna do about your bag and clothes you left at Denny's?" Rusty ask.
"Not much I can do...I'll just have to go home without them. My husband's probably in bed asleep by now, I'll just shower and join him, hope he doesn't notice, and if he does in the morning, I'll just have to come up with something. I just hope he's in bed so he doesn't see me in this skirt!" I answered.
"What about Denny? That fucker might drop your stuff off...that could shoot your whole story all to hell." He injected the stark reality.
"Fuck it! I gotta go home either way..." I said and got dressed. As I approached the door to leave, I turned and offered another blow-job, but Rusty just wanted to get some sleep, he worked on the railroad Saturdays, but appreciated the offer.
I would never see Rusty again, and my plan worked, I was rid of Denny, he never went to my husband, and never returned my bag. He did drive by a few times while I was out in the yard, but never stopped. My husband took my story of Jane being sick and didn't pry into it. I just simply got lucky, nothing more than that.
By Christmas Denny's mom figured out I was a married slut, sucking and fucking her precious little boy. She didn't like me a bit, and it showed anytime she dropped in while I was there. She would call ahead and ask Denny if "SHE" was there so as to not walk in on anything she didn't want to see. For Christmas Denny took me shopping for outfits he wanted to see me in for role play. The clothing stayed at his place and was worn at his particular fantasy of the day. He also surprised me with a dildo to use on me while I sucked him off sometimes, I gave him the idea I wanted two guys at once, and that was the best he was willing to do. I found out the night I ended things with him he didn't have any problem bragging to his friends how he had a married slut to suck his cock and fuck him several times a week, so why not invite one over one morning when I showed up? I told him several times during our talks and a few times during sex it was my fantasy to have two cocks using me at the same time. He would just give me a look and change the subject, or tell me to get his cock in my mouth and that was the end of it.
During the winter and spring of 2002 I began to notice Denny seemed to be getting more commanding and possessive, and I didn't like it. Our relationship was supposed to be nothing more than fuck-buddies, now Denny was beginning to suggest I leave my husband and move in with him. To get me through the week, and to get him to his next real relationship.
Once while fucking me doggie in bed, he would slap my ass and ask, "Who's your daddy? Huh, who's your daddy?"
I decided to throw him a curve to see his reaction and groaned out my husband's name. I didn't expect the result I got, he pulled out, took the condom off, and lay it on my ass, got dressed and left without saying a word. It was several days until I heard from him again and he wanted some new rules for our "relationship", rules I wasn't about to follow. We had an argument over the phone and he threatened to tell my husband about us unless I began playing by his rules. I began to think of a way out, and it seemed harder to have sex every time I went to his place, or at least when he spoke to me.
He tried to renew things, but the threat was always there and I would never forget it. The more he tried being nice to me, the more I resented it. I felt like I was in bondage now, the only thing I really got my way on was still insisting Denny wear a condom when he fucked me, but I had to now supply them or he said he wouldn't wear one. He knew he couldn't get me to move in with him, but he also knew the seriousness of the threat he held over me, I would do as he said...for a while.
My thoughts from the time I knew I was going to see him to when I showered and washed the sex off me was, "How do I dump him and get away with it?" I suffered through the spring into May when he insisted I spend a week-end with him. I pleaded stress from work and house hunting to my husband to get away for the week-end and spend it with my friend, Jane.
I reported to Denny's townhouse early on Friday evening for service as his private married suck and fuck slut. I tried my best to be pleasant and sexy as I walked through the door, "Want to start with a blow-job?" I ask.
"Yeah, you read my mind!" he answered, "Take off your clothes and you can suck it right here in the living room!" I lay my bag on the floor and took off my top and bra, slid out of my pants and panties, "Good, I see you're freshly shaved! You know how I like that slick pussy of yours right after it's been shaved!"
"Uh-huh, I know you do, that's why I just shaved it before coming over. Want to sit on the couch?"
"Yeah, let me get comfortable here and you can slide between my legs give me one of your fantastic blow-jobs! You're gonna be glad you came over for the week-end, I'm gonna fill your mouth and pussy till you leave Sunday afternoon!" He threatened, now with his pants off and his legs spread for me sitting in the center of the couch, "Come on now, get on your knees and lets get that dick in your mouth!"
A glob of precum hung from the tip of Denny's cock as he held it up, pointing it at me as if it were a weapon. I melted to my knees, hungry for his cock in my mouth wishing things could go back to the way they were when we began having sex. I kissed it, wetting my lips with salty precum before wrapping them around his hard, warm, pulsing cock. "Mmmm!" I sighed sliding my lips just past the head, my tongue orbiting it, licking the head all over as my lips rotated around the shaft. "Fuck, I love sucking this cock!" I thought beginning to bob my head up and down on it.
Denny brushed my hair away so he could watch me suck his cock, "Good girl! I love the way you suck my dick! Oh yeah! Keep it up Carol and I'll feed you an appetizer before we go out for dinner!"
I stopped sucking suddenly, "We're going out? I don't think that's a good idea, what if..."
"Don't worry. We're going where your husband doesn't go." He cut me off, "Now, suck that dick and make me cum in that sweet cock hungry mouth of yours!"
Denny pushed my head back down and I sucked him off slowly licking his cock and balls. His breathing became heavy the more I sucked and picked up the pace of bobbing my head up and down on it. It didn't take me long to achieve my goal of making him cum in my mouth, he grunted, pulled my head down and began shooting his cum down my throat. He released my head and collapsed against the back of the sofa knowing I would continue to nurse his cock gently until it fell flaccid from my lips. I kissed it and rested my head against his thigh, "What do you want me to wear?"
"What did you bring?" he ask.
"A long print skirt, white top if you want me dressed up a little. Where are we going?"
"James Bar, across from the rail road. We'll get something to eat before Don, Jake, and Rusty show up to play some pool. Wear the skirt." he replied.
"That place is a dump, why get me all dressed up for that?"
"I need to show you off a little, wear the skirt, okay... Get dressed, so we have time for a burger before they get there." he answered curtly.
Denny just slipped on his jeans as I slid into my skirt without bothering to put on panties. A white top over a lacy bra completed my wardrobe for our "night out". We took my car, Denny's was getting work done on it, so I had to choose a discrete parking spot in case my husband would drive by, unlikely, but possible. James Bar was converted house on the side of a hill, elevated maybe 12-15 feet above the lot, I was glad it wasn't raining like the night I first had sex with Denny, we would have been soaked by the time we got to the top of the stairs and in the door. The front was a bar, a kitchen in the back, real class...
It was an obvious regular hang-out for Denny, everyone knew him there when we walked in and took seats at a table in the corner. Denny ordered our food from the bar, and a beer for himself and a Windsor and Coke for me. He brought our drinks to the table and said our food would be a few minutes. Before our burgers arrived, two of the guys came in, Jake and Rusty and joined us. I had seen Jake around town and hoped he didn't know too much about me, Rusty was a new face, I later found out he worked in the rail road yards, wrecked his truck driving drunk, lived in the city across the river, was probably going to jail for his third D.U.I. and depended on Jake and others to get around. Other than that, he was good looking, seemed to have an interest in me, and personable. Jake said he had seen me around and gave me a strange knowing look, like he knew more than I wanted him to. Denny wolfed down his burger just in time for Don to come in, grab a beer and hover over our table waiting to play pool. Don showed little interest in anything but pool and beer, but would have to wait his turn, Denny and Rusty were up first.
Denny told me to run a tab under his name and get him another beer. I was happy to, being left alone with Jake and Don. Jake for fear of questions and comments, Don just because he was a little weird. Fortunately for me, Rusty lost to Denny and joined Jake at the table while Don played Denny and I waitressed for the moment.
Having little interest in the pool game, and no interest in sitting at the same table with Don. After delivering the beers I took a seat at the bar sipping on my Windsor and Coke waiting for the next beer order and wondering how I was going to get myself out of this mess.
Before I realized it, Denny had beaten Don and Jake was up. Don hung around the table watching the game between Denny and Jake. They ordered more beers and I dutifully delivered them and resumed my seat at the bar soon to be joined by Rusty, "Looks like ass-hole's on a roll tonight." He said almost to himself, but just loud enough for me to hear him.
"Who?" I ask.
"Denny, fucker's hot tonight. Sinking every ball he lines up. I hope Jake whips his ass!" Rusty said without looking at me, staring at the bar.
"It's just a game. Who cares." I replied.
"Fuck it. You know Jake? He seems to know you from somewhere." Rusty commented.
"Mmmmm, yeah. I guess we sorta remember each other." I answered a bit sheepishly.
"Said he knows your husband. What the fuck are you doing with a looser like Denny?..if you don't mind me asking." He said.
Me, I was feeling a bit uncomfortable with the question and answered bluntly and truthfully, "I was lonely and horny, Denny was available and pretty good in bed...at first. Now he's a pain in the ass that I need to get rid of."
"Just tell the fucker you want out. It's been fun, but it's over. No problem." He suggested.
I looked Rusty directly in the eyes and said, "I tried that. He threatened to tell my husband that he's been screwing me since October if I break things off. He even wants me to move in with him!"
Rusty gave a knowing smile and said, "I heard you've been doing more than just screwing him, besides, he's a pussy. He doesn't like confrontation. Just leave the fucker."
"Easy for you to say, I'm the one under threat. I have to find a way that'll make him just leave me alone. He's so fucking jealous!" I said without realizing his jealousy was the key.
"Fine, just fuck somebody then and make sure he knows it." Rusty said as if just thinking out loud.
It struck me, that was the answer! Besides, my twisted logic said, if he did go to my husband, I could plead desperation and ask forgiveness. I'm not sure where my mind was, but I jumped at the suggestion. I turned to Rusty, brushed my hand across his thigh and ask, "Wanna blow-job?"
"How? Denny's right there. Don't you think he'd notice?" He laughed.
"I hope he does notice! I don't mean right here in the bar, we could slip off. I drove." I suggested.
"Where we gonna go?..the parking lot?" He wondered.
"No, your place." I answered, "You live alone, right? We wait till he goes to the men's room and sneak out, run to my car and go!"
"Fuck yeah, that'll work! A win-win for both of us, and the poor pussy will probably cry on his ma-ma's shoulder for a month! He wouldn't dare do anything knowing it's me you're giving a head-job to! Take him another beer!-Fill him up! Ha-ha!"
I motioned to the bartender and ordered three more beers on Denny's tab and took them over to the table a few shots before Denny won his third game of the night. I stayed and watched the end of the game and Denny brag about how hot he was that night, challenging others to a game, and as luck would have it, after issuing the challenge, he went to the men's room to relieve himself. I dashed straight to the bar and Rusty, "Come-on!..Now! Let's go while we have the chance!
Rusty glanced around the room and laughed, "Fuck yeah!" We darted for the door, ran down the steps, and jumped in my car. It seemed to take extra long to get it started, but once the engine came to life I slammed it in gear and off we went kicking stones and dust in the parking lot.
Once we were on the highway I calmed down a little, "Are we going the right way?" I ask.
"Yeah, just take the Taylor bridge." He said.
"Tell me when to turn." I replied in confusion and excitement. My phone was ringing in my purse to further distract me. Pulling it out, it was Denny, which made me even more nervous.
Rusty gave me a strange look, there were big signs for the bridge, but I was nervous, excited, and relieved all in the same moment. ''See the sign? Turn there to get on the bridge, when we come to the light on the other side, turn right and get in the left lane. I'll tell you when to turn after that." Maybe three miles from the bar to the far side of the bridge, but it seemed like only a stone's throw and we were there. Hardly any traffic that time of evening and before I knew it Rusty had me turn left, go two blocks and turn left again, "Now, get in the right lane, it's just ahead. There should be a place to park right out in front." A little farther and Rusty said, "There, park in front of the stone place." My phone rang several more times, each time Rusty said, "See? The bastard's pissed! I bet he knows exactly what's going on! Ha-ha!" I simply pulled over to the curb as there was no other cars I front of the place, a four story row apartment house near the middle of the city. Rusty leaned over, gave me a deep tongue twisting kiss and said, "Come on!"
"Looks nice from here." I said getting out.
"Ah, I'm on the top floor." He replied, "We got some stairs to climb." He took my hand and began to lead me to the front door digging in his pocket for his keys.
"Fuck!" I mumbled.
"What? You're not backing out, are you?" He ask unlocking the door.
"No, I just remembered I left my bag in Denny's place." I said.
"What bag?" He wondered as we began climbing the stairs.
"Oh, I'm supposed to be spending the week-end with Denny and I left my bag in his place. Just a change of clothing, and some other stuff. Nothing I can't replace easy enough I guess." I answered.
"Too late now!" Rusty said.
My mind weaved a big tapestry of what Denny might do with my bag and things, the worst being he would take them to my husband proving me as a cheater and slut. I awoke to reality when Rusty unlocked the door to his apartment, it looked kind of "dingy". One room separated by furniture and a bath room.
My phone rang again, I looked at it, Denny and closed it up again, shoved it in my purse and lay it on the table. A china cabinet separated the "bedroom" from the kitchen and living room area and I wondered if that's where I would be sucking Rusty's cock. After all, that's what I was there for, "Ready?" I ask.
"Yeah, I was just thinking I could probably get this more if I hadn't broken up with my girlfriend." He teased and began to undress.
"I may as well get undressed too." I said taking his lead, "The last thing I want is to go home with cum on my clothes."
"Good thinking. What you husband? I mean where you've been and if you told him you were going away for the week-end, why you're back so early." He ask watching me peel off my top and wiggle out of my skirt.
"I'll tell him Jane and her k**s were sick and I thought it best to come back home. Simple, he'll believe that. I'll need to find someplace to buy some jeans like the ones I was wearing when I left though." I answered.
Denny called again before we could get started, Rusty took the phone this time and lay it on the pillow and smiled, "I got a surprise for that fucki'n ass-hole next time."
I was naked and ready, Rusty still had to pull his jeans off and when he did, I saw a cock like I had never had before. It was slim, a sharp head with almost a chiseled sharp look to it, maybe six inches in length, and distinctly curved upwards! I knew I couldn't just suck it and leave, I wanted to try it in my pussy!
He lay his jeans on the floor and sat on the edge of the bed, I lost no time sliding to my knees and parting his legs to begin sucking it. "Eager slut aren't you?" He commented nudged my head and said, "Open your fucking mouth!"
"Uh-huh!" I panted kissing the head and wrapping my lips around it. The head slid against the roof of my mouth, I backed off a bit, savoring it, licking it, sucking it, and making love to it with my mouth! It was the hardest cock I ever sucked!
"Look, he's sending texts now!" Rusty said, "You like that dick?"
"Yes!" I answered paying no attention to what he said about the phone and resumed sucking his cock.
"You're pretty good at giving head! Been doing it long?" He said looking down at me.
"Ummph-hummph!" I moaned not taking my mouth from his cock.
Soon the phone rang again, this time Rusty picked it up and opened it. I could hear, "Where the fuck are you?" as he opened it.
"Oh sorry man, she can't talk right now, her mouth's full. I'll tell her you called though." and closed my phone. "That should make him think!" and tossed it in my purse from the bed and gave me a devilish smile pushing my head down a little and panting, "You really give great head! I'm gonna flood your mouth with cum, you know that?"
"Ummph-hummph!" I groaned with delight.
"What else you want while you're here?" He ask knowing full well what I now wanted.
"Mmmm!" I moaned as I licked his cock to his balls, "I want you to fuck me!"
"Yeah, I knew I'd have your pussy too once you sucked it!" Rusty teased.
"Well, I've never been fucked with a cock like that!" I smiled.
"Yeah, a few ladies have said that, you're the first married one though." He commented nudging my head down to continue sucking his beautiful cock.
Mmmm yes! It was so fucking hard! I can't remember sucking a cock harder than Rusty's, ever! I loved sucking it, but whenever he would push it in too deep it was easier to gag on than a straight cock as it sort of rode the roof of my mouth. The harder and more eagerly I sucked Rusty's cock, the more dominant he became. I guess figuring he ay as well use this married slut all he could while it lasted. He obviously liked using my mouth, and I enjoyed letting him.
I could tell he was holding back on more than just cumming so I slipped my mouth off the head of his cock and whispered, "Cum in my mouth, please!"
That's about all he needed, he said, "Just like you are! I'm gonna stand and fuck your married mouth, nice and easy. You want that? Huh? You like your mouth fucked by a guy you just met?"
"Uh-huh!" I answered waiting on my knees.
Rusty held his cock in one hand, leveling it as best he could to my mouth and pulled my head to it with the other saying, "Open your fucki'n mouth slut...if you want fucked later! Suck it baby, go ahead and suck it!"
He didn't have to say anything, I was more than willing and eager to suck that cock since I first saw it! I loved the dirty talk and the little bit of dominance that he was displaying with me, he ask if I had sex with Denny before coming to the bar. I told him I just gave Denny a blow-job when I went to his place that afternoon. He ask if I swallowed Denny's cum. I told him I did, and he said my belly would be full of cum by the time I went home and smiled at me as he fed me his cock.
He didn't fuck my mouth hard, he was slow and gentle about it, but kept up the dirty talk! I loved it! Soon enough he told me to make him cum and left the details to me. I started off slow, pushing my lips around the head and working my tongue around it in a loving way rotating my lips around the shaft, just behind the head while my tongue worked the head over. Soon I began to bob up and down on it. It didn't take long, Rusty's knees began to buckle, his fingers dug into my scalp and soon his cum began to flow in spurts down my throat. He pulled my head back in time to watch the last rope of cum go into my mouth and slide across my tongue. He watched me kiss it and get a drop or two on my chin, ( I did it purposely knowing how men like to watch their cum mark a woman's face). Rusty rubbed his cock across my lips, chin and cheeks having me focus on his eyes with mine. His cock rested inches from my lips as he caught his breath. I began to open my mouth again wanting more, he lifted it and slid it in my mouth, slowly fucking it again for a few seconds before dropping to the bed.
We talked a little and had a drink, and did some light petting in preparation for what I would call the main event. During the conversation it became known that I liked being fucked doggy style and spanked hard. Rusty certainly didn't have a problem complying with my fetish and seemed to look forward to it even. Later, I would find out just how much he would comply with my wishes!
When Rusty dipped his fingers in my pussy his comment was, "Damn, you're wet! Did you cum from sucking my dick?"
"Uh-huh, maybe..." I replied sheepishly.
"Relax and lay back." He told me. He didn't have to tell me to spread my legs, that happened without thought and he kneeled beside my head, "Suck it hard again, bitch! Then you can have what you want."
Sucking Rusty's cock again was a pleasure, and it didn't take long for it to return to it's steel hard state. He crawled down between my thighs and teased me with his cock before sliding it in slowly. "Ahhh" I panted as it touched places even a much larger cock would have missed, then I began pleading, "Fuck me, please! Fuck me hard and cum inside me!"
"Oh, I'll cum inside you alright...but not in your pussy! I like watching you swallow cum! Besides, I'm not risking an accidental k**." He replied picking up the pace with his strokes and pushing deeper inside me, "You like this bent dick, don't you whore?"
"Oh fuck yes!" I groaned in pleasure.
Rusty fucked me on my back for several minutes asking how I liked his cock, (he was obviously proud of it) and calling me a whore or married slut. I didn't mind a bit, so long as he fucked me. Soon I had an orgasm and he had me turn over, my face down on a pillow and my ass in the air for him. He teased me more, rubbing his hard cock along my labia and cilt until I begged for it in my pussy. He ask me if I was going to let him cum in my mouth after he fucked me, and I promised I would. A hard smack to my ass and he shoved his steel hard cock in me again and began thrusting in and out, delivering a hard smack to my ass between every several plunges asking, "Is that how Denny fucked you?"
"No! His cock was nowhere near what yours is!" I responded without even thinking.
"I didn't ask you about cocks, I ask if this is how he fucked you?" He pushed.
"Yes! When we were in bed, sometimes he bent me over his desk in his office to fuck me!" I confessed.
"This is great, fucking Denny's whore and getti'n head from her!" He proudly proclaimed fucking me hard and spanking my ass.
I'll confess, it was the best fuck I ever had, so I didn't mind the inquisition and insults at all. I was having more orgasms than ever before during one fuck session! "I wish that's all I was to him, the ass-hole started to become possessive, that's why I'm here sucking and fucking you!"
Rusty slammed my pussy and smacked my ass for a good twenty minutes before he was ready to cum, and when he did, he pulled out, pushed me over on my back and demanded I open my mouth kneeling beside my head with his cock held tightly in his hand, "Open your mouth, I'm gonna cum!" I rolled toward him wrapping my lips around his cock while it shot warm cum into my mouth. I remember how Rusty's cock kind of tickled the roof of my mouth while it shot his cum down my throat! After he emptied his ball in my mouth I began bobbing my head up and down on it until he couldn't stand it anymore and pulled out. I pressed closer, letting his cock smear my forehead while I kissed, and licked, and sucked his balls, "Such a great fuck!" I said, then caught myself before offering to suck and fuck him anytime he wanted, "I better get dressed and go home before it gets too late for my story to be believable, huh?"
"What you gonna do about your bag and clothes you left at Denny's?" Rusty ask.
"Not much I can do...I'll just have to go home without them. My husband's probably in bed asleep by now, I'll just shower and join him, hope he doesn't notice, and if he does in the morning, I'll just have to come up with something. I just hope he's in bed so he doesn't see me in this skirt!" I answered.
"What about Denny? That fucker might drop your stuff off...that could shoot your whole story all to hell." He injected the stark reality.
"Fuck it! I gotta go home either way..." I said and got dressed. As I approached the door to leave, I turned and offered another blow-job, but Rusty just wanted to get some sleep, he worked on the railroad Saturdays, but appreciated the offer.
I would never see Rusty again, and my plan worked, I was rid of Denny, he never went to my husband, and never returned my bag. He did drive by a few times while I was out in the yard, but never stopped. My husband took my story of Jane being sick and didn't pry into it. I just simply got lucky, nothing more than that.
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