How it started…. part 11 [MF] [cheating]

Let me just preface this by saying if I knew I was going to share so much over so many parts, I would have given this story a better title ??‍♀️?

Thanks for reading, sorry it’s taken me so long to post again!

I think only two more parts of this tale to go and then I might move on to sharing some of my new adventures, if you want to hear them?

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Safe to say upon returning home and back to reality I was depressed. I missed B dreadfully and my husband was even less appealing to me than usual, I still fucked him though. It’s funny how the brain works, B would rile me up via text or phone and my husband would reap the benefits (I don’t kid myself, I know it’s fucked up and actually not a nice situation for my husband in the slightest) but still, he got more sex in the following few weeks than he’d had in a year. Mostly because instead of him initiating once every few weeks and me dutifully giving in, I was wanting it almost daily… all due to someone else’s work.

Meanwhile husband and B continued their strange little ‘secret’ exchange of my pictures…. and B sent my husband several videos to watch that he claimed his wife enjoyed the techniques in when in actual fact, it was me who enjoyed them and he was trying to get my husband to please me better. (Oh, I know. I know this is fucked up!! Trust me)

Now, I mentioned before the trip to visit B was for my birthday. It was actually an early present though, my actual birthday wasn’t until 3 weeks later and I decided to have a party for it. Of course I invited B and his wife. Turned out she (conveniently) couldn’t make it but after much back and forth she agreed to let him come over on his own.

For some reason he decided not to tell my husband… just surprise him. So the night before the party he knocked off work early, jumped in his car and drove 8 hrs (told ya the sex was good ??) to come visit me.

He arrived around 1am just as my husband was heading to bed. I’d been secretly hoping he’d already be asleep by the time B arrived but alas, he insisted upon staying up and watching (criticising) my choice of movie. I’d been sure magic mike XXL would ensure he have an early departure to bed!

Anyway, B arrives. Husband is incredibly thrilled and surprised, we all have a quick catch up and then head off to bed with B and I only having a chance to share one quick kiss as my husband’s back is turned.

The next morning I insist we let B sleep in and I send my husband off to the supermarket with a loooooong list of things we needed for the party… I know it will take him awhile. He doesn’t usually do the groceries so I figure it will take him a decent amount of time to find his way around the supermarket.

The minute his car is backed out of the driveway, I crack open the spare room door, B is awake already and pulls his blankets back for me to slide into the bed next to him. As soon as I feel his body against mine that familiar rush floods through me, he’s only in thin underwear and he instantly grabbs me and rolls me on top of him, hands gripping my ass and mouth finding mine. We kiss, hot and heavy, wet tongues dancing together as I feel his cock swell against me.

My lips move from his mouth, working their way down his jaw and neck, across his chest, stopping to lick at each nipple along the way. I kiss lower and lower down his abdomen until I’m at his underwear. My hot wet tongue drags a slow line above the elastic at the top of them before my fingers find it and pull them down. His cock springs free and although I’ve seen it a million times before it still makes me bite my lip in excitement. My pussy is already wet and aching for him to be inside but I know the rest of our weekend is likely to be quick sneaky fucks so I want to take my time while we can.

I drag my tongue slowly up and down the shaft of his dick, he’s rock hard and already oozing pre cum which I take great delight in lapping up. I love the taste of him, he’s salty and mild in flavour, the total opposite to my husband’s bitter taste.

As my tongue flicks over the tip he lets out a tiny sigh ‘fuck I’ve missed your mouth’ he tells me.

I stop just long enough to give him a smile and then get back to my licking, up and down the length, tongue swirling around the tip. Repeat and repeat and repeat.

I tease him like this for a good 10 minutes, every time my mouth nears the top of him he thrusts his hips slightly like he wants me to take him inside but I ignore his signals. Finally I push him to breaking point.

‘Sugar…’ he says with a warning note in his voice.

I grin to myself but keep going. Within seconds his hands are in my hair and he’s trying to force me down over his cock.

‘Nah-ah’ I say as I pull away from his grip ‘my turn’

Before he can argue I’m standing legs spread over his head, facing towards his feet. I hold the back of the bed head and lower my dripping wet pussy onto his face. He’s like a starving man having his first feast. Not even a moments hesitation before his tongue finds my clit, nose practically buried inside me.

He eats with vigour, tongue pushing deep inside me, then long slow strokes the length of my lips before he returns to sucking on my clit. He knows how wild that makes me and within only a few minutes I’m grinding down hard on him and an orgasm is washing through me. His work is relentless though and he pushes me through that first peak and a second one immediately follows. By now my thighs are shaking and I’ve got an iron tight grip on the bed head trying to prevent myself from toppling over.

I’m gasping for air and my chest is heaving as I try to catch my breathe, when I finally do I go to lift myself off of him but his arms clamp quickly around my thighs holding my sensitive pussy close to him

‘No’ he murmurs as his tongue starts to work again

I make protesting noises and try to pull away.

‘No!’ He tells me again, this time more sharply ‘two can play the torture game’

Oh, this is my payback for being a cock tease.

His lips and tongue work on me again, more quickly and firmly this time and it would barely be three minutes before he’s got my body shaking and unintelligible words are flowing from my mouth as another orgasm hits me. I didn’t even notice that I’d let go of the bedhead and my hands are now pressing against his chest to hold my weight up. I push against him, trying to pull away but his strong grip on my thighs won’t relent. Once again his mouth doesn’t stop and now he’s flicking his tongue directly against my over sensitive clit as fast as he can. My hips are involuntarily rocking back and forth, both wanting to pull away and chase those fireworks at the same time. I think he can sense I’m at the point of NEEDING that next orgasm because he lets go of my thighs and his nimble fingers find my hard nipples, pinching them harshly. He rolls the buds between his thumb and forefinger as I keep my pussy pressed to his mouth and it’s all it takes to get me over the edge again. This orgasm rockets through my body and pins and needles spread everywhere.

‘Enough, enough, enough, enough!!!’ I gasp and he finally lets me pull away from his mouth.

‘Naughty girls who tease, get punished’ he tells me and all I can do is nod in agreement ‘I haven’t finished yet’ he adds as he grabs my hips and pulls me back to his mouth

‘No!’ I gasp in desperation as his tongue delves back between my lips. I know him and know I can’t plead my way out of this so I decide the best way to stop him is distraction, I lean my body down over his and close my hand around his still straining cock, mouth quickly following. His tongue falters for a second as he feels my warm and wet mouth close around the head of him. I let some drool drip down over him and my hand before my lips seal tightly and I start to bob my head up and down, hand twisting and stroking the base in time.

I suck him like my life depends on it and the closer I push him to the edge the sloppier his pussy eating gets, I’m moving my pussy further and further from his mouth, his task of making me suffer through another orgasm all but forgotten.

I push his cock deep into my throat and move my hand away so I can have the whole length of him, my nose is pressed against his balls and I hold him deep as long as I can, my throat is flexing around him tightly. I come up just long enough for some air and to stop my straining gag reflex from kicking in and then I swallow him down again.

‘That’s enough’ he says suddenly and pulls my head up by the hair ‘I don’t want to finish yet’

He guides me down his body with his hands until my pussy is hovering right over his cock, I roll my hips a few times enjoying the feel of him rubbing through my juices. His hands dig firmly into my hips and he finally pulls me down onto his cock. I groan loudly as I feel that delicious stretch. He’s much thicker than my husband and I’ve missed the feel of him.

I start to move, bouncing up and down on him, back arched, ass tilted back so he can have a good view of his cock stretching my pretty pink pussy open. His hands hold tight to my hips and he comments how much he loves the shape of them (he’s crazy, they’re probably my least favourite body part!!)

About 5 or 10 minutes in he grips me tighter with his fingers and pulls me up off of his cock, he swipes his right thumb between my labia, collecting plenty of my natural lube before he guides me back down onto himself. His thumb finds my asshole and rubs a tight circle a couple of times before he pushes it in deep, now he has his thumb inside me, like an anchor, finger tips digging into my ass cheek with what I’m sure is bruising force and his left hand holding my hair in a makeshift ponytail which he’s using like it’s a handle.

He plants his feet flat on the bed, knees bent and then he starts to FUCK me. He pumps his hips up hard and fast and holds me firmly in place, I don’t even try to match his rhythm, just hold my position and let him use my body. It doesn’t take long for my G-spot to swell and I can feel another orgasm coming.

‘Ohhh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck’ I’m saying

‘Cum for me babe’ he encourages breathily as he keeps thrusting.

I’ve got one hand squeezing my breast and the other finds his balls and squeezes them tightly as my muscles start to pulse and clench. The second he feels me give in to it, he follows behind and my pussy practically milks him dry, squeezing him over and over again as I feel him fill me with his cum.

When we’re both totally spent he let’s go of me and I collapse forward, bracing myself on my arms and panting to catch my breathe. When I can finally muster the energy, I climb off him and hurry to the bathroom, hand between my legs, catching the drips, to clean up, he follows me to clean himself up too and wash his hands.

I’m standing at the basin washing my own hands and he’s pressed up behind me, watching me in the mirror, weight of my breasts resting in his hands, fingers tugging and pinching at my nipples.

‘You’re beautiful, you know?’ He asks me as he watches me closely for my reaction. I give a shy laugh and my eyes dart away from the reflection of his eyes.

‘Look at yourself’ he commands me and I reluctantly meet his gaze again before I let my eyes wander to watch his hands plucking and pulling my straining pink nipples.

‘So so so fucking beautiful’ he tells me

I sigh with pleasure and drop my head back to his shoulder and he takes the opportunity to kiss my neck. I sink into him and just enjoy the feeling for a minute and then reality kicks back in.

‘We should get dressed’ I say as I reluctantly pull away.

‘Yeah… you’re right’ he agrees

I turn to face him, wrap my arms around his neck and give him a long slow kiss before we head off to get decent. As I walk into my own bedroom I notice the screen of my phone go dark so I quickly grab it.

‘Oh fuck’ I say mostly to myself, 3 missed calls from my husband. My phones been on silent and we hadn’t even given it a thought. I check the time and we’ve been fooling around for almost an hour and a half….

I turn as B appears behind me, shorts on already but no shirt and I show him the screen with a half horrified half amused expression on my face ‘it’s been an hour and half!!’ I say laughing, eyes wide.

‘Shit, we should be more mindful’ he tells me but I silence him with a finger to his lips as I call my husband’s phone to see what the problem is.

Husband is cranky when he answers, tells me he’s done now with the shopping and is on his way back. I hang up from him and quickly grab a dress and some underwear. B sits on my bed and watches me put my outfit on, then beckons me towards him. I step between his spread legs and he pulls me down to give me a fierce kiss, his fingers sneak under my skirt and he rubs the crotch of my panties against me roughly before he finds the top elastic and pulls them down my legs, I obediently step out of them.

‘No panties all weekend’ he tells me

I hold out my hand for them but he grins as he stands up and shoves them into his pocket

‘I’m keeping these.’

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