The Heatwave Part 2 – Burning Up [FMMMMMM | Cheating | Gang Bang | Creampie | Submission]

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The last two weeks had gone by as a blur for Misty. Since that fateful day where Jason had come by to do electrical work; and her subsequent domination, her days have been filled with a mixture of anxiety and pure arousal. True to his word, Jason did call Misty the day after they first met, and she obediently went to his apartment. He used her as a toy for several hours, and once they were done she was sent on her way.

That wasn’t the only time they’ve met since, while her husband Taylor has been working additional hours late into the evening, Misty had gone out and met Jason in dark parking lots, dingy public bathrooms, and even to job sites he was working and gave him oral in the back of his van. Throughout her neighbourhood Misty was known as the perfect wife, being married for fifteen years and being outgoing within the community; nobody would have guessed she was living a double life as the personal sex slave to a muscular young man in his twenties, dominating her on almost a nightly basis.

Thankfully, Taylor hadn’t become suspicious. Everyday Misty had to delete text messages from Jason, commanding her to send him sexual photos and explicit videos. This all started with the photos and videos Jason had taken as a means to keep her under his thumb, but the more they met and the sluttier she acted, the more she began to accept it and even enjoy it. However, Misty knew this was only a fling and soon it had to end. Promising herself, Misty decided that the next time she and Jason were to meet, she would tell him they were through, as she couldn’t continue to betray her husband’s trust.

Tonight was the first Friday that Taylor had been off of work in months; and the couple were planning to make the most of it. While he worked his normal day job, Misty cleaned the house and prepared a large dinner as a surprise to her husband. The late afternoon sunlight was shining through her window, when the text message she was dreading came in.

“*Hey pet. Party at my place tonight, and I expect you to be there. 9:00 pm. Wear something sexy.”*

Misty bit her lip anxiously. She knew this would be the perfect opportunity for her to end things with Jason, but it was the first and likely last time for quite a while that she and Taylor could spend the night together.

*“I’m sorry, I won’t be able to make it. I’m with my husband tonight.”* she replied back, proud that she stood up for herself. Almost immediately, her phone beeped again as she received a second text. This time, it was a photo of Misty, mascara running down her face as she enthusiastically was swallowing Jason’s cock. Along with the picture was a caption, “*Would this help with date night?”*

Her stomach sank as she knew that she needed to go. While it wasn’t the best time for this, she knew that ending things sooner rather than later would save her and Taylor a lot of pain and difficulties in the future.

*“Okay, I’ll be there.”* she replied, before making her way to her bedroom and picking out an outfit. She decided that a more tasteful dress, just past her knees and a tighter black fabric would do. It showed off her curvy figure, but left enough to the imagination that she could flirt and talk with Jason, and then quickly get home.

Misty showered quickly and began to do her makeup, and at 6:00 pm Taylor walked in the door. He called out, “Hey honey! I’m home!”

She eagerly bounded out of the bedroom and hugged Taylor, hoping to make up for her own guilt by showering him with affection. “Hey baby how was your day? I missed you.”

He chuckled and kissed her deeply, holding her hips. “It was alright, I’m just happy we can spend the night together finally.”

After having run through a list of excuses in her mind, she pouted and said, “Me too, but I need to run out for a bit. You know my friend Emma? Her boyfriend just broke up with her and she’s doing really bad. I promised her I would take her out for one drink, then straight back home. That’s okay right?”

“Of course, you’re such a good friend and I’m alright sharing you for a little bit.” Taylor replied, smiling warmly at her. The choice of words made Misty’s stomach churn slightly, before she smiled and gave her husband a quick peck on the lips before returning to the bedroom. She pulled on the dress and finished with her makeup, pulling on a pair of low black heels before stepping back out. Taylor whistles in approval and laughs.

“If I didn’t know Emma wasn’t your type, I’d be jealous.” he says, winking at her. She laughs nervously and thanks him for the compliment, before grabbing her purse. Before heading out the door she feels a hand take hers, Taylor pulling her gently against him. “Hey, don’t worry about tonight alright? Be there for your friend, I love you and I’ll try to stay up for you.”

She kissed her husband lovingly, knowing that they meant the world to one another and this feeling solidified her decision to end things with Jason. No matter how incredible the sex was, she loved Taylor and couldn’t hurt him. Misty made her way out to her car, climbing in and making the short drive into the city, until she parked in front of Jason’s apartment. The building itself wasn’t dirty or dingy by any means, but it was what you would expect from a mid-twenty year olds apartment.

Quickly making her way into the lobby with the spare key Jason had given her, she took the elevator up to the 12th floor and to his apartment; Unit 1208. Knocking gently, Misty fidgeted with her dress, looking around and feeling like some slut that was being brought by for a booty call; which she had done in this very spot so many times before. The dull music behind the door and the sound of voices began to echo in the hallway as the door opened; Jason standing there smiling at her.

Jason was six-foot-three, and all lean muscle. His short auburn hair was styled nicely tonight, but his face still bore the stubble of a young man who hasn’t yet decided if he wants to grow a beard or be clean shaven. Tonight, he was wearing a blue flannel shirt, and jeans as he pulled her into a tight embrace, kissing her passionately. Misty could immediately taste the whiskey on his breath as they pulled away.

“Hey gorgeous, glad you could make it.” he says, biting her lip playfully. His touch always sent jolts of electricity up Misty’s body, making her weak and start to forget what her mission tonight was.

“Th-thank you Jason…” she says, trying to focus up only to be immediately pulled into the apartment. The living room was filled with five young men, none could have been older than 30 and Misty immediately became self conscious about her tight outfit.

“Guys, this is Misty, the woman I was telling you about.” he says, before pointing out each of the guys, “Misty, that’s Mark, Liam, John, Chris and Jack.”

She waves shyly at each of them as Jason flops back down on the couch, a basketball game playing on his large TV. Taking her hand, Jason pulls Misty onto his lap and wraps his arms around her waist.

“I’m only able to stay for one drink… I need to get home early tonight.” she says, sitting up a bit straighter, already feeling herself become wet while her body grinds up against Jason’s lap.

“No worries at all, let me get you one then.” The one Jason had introduced as Mark said. Mark was slightly shorter than Jason, but still easily six-feet tall. With a head of messy blonde hair and well-defined arms, he looked as though he could have been a model for a sports magazine, or at the very least a surfer. His tight grey t-shirt showed off his toned body, with a sleeve tattoo all the way up his arm. He poured her a rum and coke, which turned out to be three quarters of the cup rum and a splash of coke.

Misty took a sip and grimaced at the strong alcohol. She had never been much of a drinker to start with, and this was a particularly strong drink. After a few sips, Misty leaned in and whispered to Jason, “Hey could I talk to you somewhere privately? It’s important…”

Jason nodded towards the TV and replied, “Can it wait a bit? The games all tied up now and I have money riding on this. Why don’t you finish your drink and after this quarter we’ll talk.”

She hesitated for a moment, not wanting to stay any longer than was necessary but she thought that the better mood Jason was in, the better their eventual conversation would go. She turned back and sipped her drink, watching the basketball game go on as the guys cheered or groaned as time went on. It was only a few minutes after she sat down when Jason already began sliding his hands up along her thighs, squeezing them and his fingertips began to play with the bottom of her dress.

Her body squirmed at his touch, memories began to flow through her mind of his cock ramming down her throat, his hot breath on the back of her neck when he roughly bent her over, and every day his texts caused her to come running like a waiting puppy. She didn’t resist his touch though, she felt comfortable knowing that he wouldn’t likely do anything too risky in front of his friends, especially since Jason was well aware of her fears of being caught in the act by *anyone* let alone her husband.

A faint buzzing came over her, as the alcohol began to kick in, mixed with the electricity of his touch against her skin caused an almost inaudible moan to escape her lips. Due to the multitude of distractions around her, Misty didn’t realize the throbbing hard cock being contained in Jason’s jeans poking against her, just begging to be touched. Even more importantly, she didn’t realize that Jason’s friends had all begun to slide closer to the pair of them on the couch, their eyes no longer focused on the game.

The buzzing became intensified as she felt the scratching stubble of Jason’s face rubbing against her skin, his lips kissing the nape of her neck. His hands finally slide up her dress slowly, running his nails gently along her soft thighs until he reaches the lacy fabric of her panties. He begins to rub her pussy, causing her to moan louder; her plan completely forgotten at this point and the world around her becoming meaningless. What brings her back to her senses, is the moment when she felt several other pairs of hands sliding onto her body, hands fondling her chest, while others run through her hair or roughly grab her ass.

“W-wait…” she pants out, still moaning from the teasing Jason had been giving her when the hands begin to roughly undo her dress, pulling it down enough so her large soft tits popped out; only being contained by her bra. The men lift her up and put her on her knees, all standing around her and undoing their belts.

“Wait for what?” Jason asks, laughing as he pulls out this thick hard cock. Just the sight of it began to make Misty’s mouth water.

“I c-can’t do this anymore Jason…” she pleads, absentmindedly running her hand down between her legs, feeling how wet she is. “I love my husband and we shouldn’t be doing this…”

He kneels down in front of her, stroking her cheek gently before gripping her throat and leaning in, whispering as he bites her ear. “Remember who you belong to, whore. You’re mine to do with as I want, aren’t you?”

Hearing herself being verbally degraded by Jason wasn’t a new experience, but having it done in front of so many men certainly was. Feeling her air being cut off, she squeaks out in pleasure, loving how rough he was being. Nodding in agreement, she manages to breathe out, “Y-yes master…”

Jason chuckles and stands up, letting go of her throat to which she breathes in deeply. He grabs her hair and thrusts his cock into her eagerly waiting mouth. He undoes his flannel shirt and tosses it aside, stripping down fully to show off his naked body as Misty begins to enthusiastically bob her head; just the way her master likes, taking it deeply and having her throat tighten around his shaft as she tries to contain her gag reflex.

While Misty is roughly throat fucked, she feels her hands pulled up to start stroking two separate cocks, both thick and warm in her hand as they’re already hard. After a few minutes of this, Jason pulls himself back, saliva pouring down onto her breasts as the blonde, Mark, pushes in next. His cock was smaller than Jason’s so she was able to more easily take it deeply, with every thrust he made her tongue lapped out against his balls causing him to moan and go rougher.

Her eyes finally opened and she was able to see the other naked men around her. Mark was just as muscular as she imagined, more tattoos covering his body as his body tensed and continued to thrust into her throat. Liam next, a bit on the heavier side with a shaved head and a thick red beard, had a nice hard six inch cock that fit perfectly down her throat, something reminiscent of Taylors. John replaced him in her mouth, and was the only not fit person in the group, overweight but with a cock rivalling Jason’s for size and girth, blocking off her airways every time he pushed in. Chris’s cock was uncut and thick, not particularly long but he was by far the most enthusiastic. Finally Jack got his turn. Standing at six-foot two and built like a professional bodybuilder, Jack’s ebony skin glistened with sweat as his massive cock pushed deeply into Misty’s throat, making her eyes roll back from the sheer size of it.

While Jack continued to use her mouth, she felt a set of hands on her hips, pulling them back and ensuring she lifted her round ass. A face quickly buried itself against her, licking her already soaking wet pussy. The sensation caused a shiver up Misty’s body, causing her to pull her head back and breathe in sharply, almost suffocating. Jack sat back on the couch and laughed, pulling her head back down to continue working him.

“Man you brought a fucking good one this time.” he said, his deep voice booming in Misty’s ears. The other guys laughed and agreed, while Misty had to all but unhinge her jaw to take even half of Jack’s cock. The face moves away from her pussy, and without skipping a beat, she felt the familiar feeling of Jason’s cock inside her. Without giving her time to warm up, he began to thrust hard and deep inside of her, every thrust pushing her forward to take Jack’s cock deeper and pulling her back to get a short reprieve with air. Misty continued jerking off Mark and Liam, while John and Chris spanked her round ass, causing it to jiggle. John began to tease her asshole, causing her to moan loudly, getting a groan from Jason as she tightened around him.

She continued to get pounded like a toy until she squealed and came on Jason’s dick, her body starting to go limp from over-stimulation. Her pussy was quivering and sensitive, but Jason didn’t let up.

“Who wants the next turn?” he pants out, and all the guys quickly group around her. Jason moves and Mark gets in next, laying down and bringing her onto his lap, straddling him. As he began to thrust deeply inside of Misty, she brought her hand down to her clit, rubbing it and causing her to scream in pleasure. Jack slid out of her throat as John came in next, his large belly overtop of her as he held her head in place to stretch her throat.

A tongue quickly makes its way into Misty’s tight asshole, a feeling she’s never experienced and it causes her eyes to shoot open in shock. She tries to protest as she’s never done anal, even with Jason or Taylor, but the thick sweaty cock keeping her mouth wide open stops that from happening. Liam gets behind her and rubs his wet tip against her now saliva soaked ass, gently pushing into her. Misty’s moans turn into deep groans, as all of her holes are now filled, being roughly and unforgivingly stretched.

The fucking she got felt like it lasted a lifetime. The men took turns fucking each hole; her mouth, pussy ass and two hands never finding any rest from working. Misty had lost herself in a world of pleasure she never thought possible, and the only thought that came through her mind was how to prolong this, so she can continue to feel it forever. With another position change, she finally heard Jack climb underneath her, his massive cock thrusting into her pussy, bottoming out as he thrust in and his cock pushed against her cervix.

Misty’s screams began one of both pain and pleasure, her ass and pussy tightening around the men fucking her and almost milking them as they thrusted. Her body losing all control, she orgasms again, her body sinking down and solely being held up by the men. She heard a loud moan when suddenly a torrent of hot, thick cum shot up her asshole, causing her to gasp.

Pulling her head back, she coughs and hoarsely pants out, “D-don’t cum in me… my h-husband can’t know!”

The men laugh as Liam climbs off of her ass, flopping onto the couch and Jason pushes her head back down to take his cock deeply.

“You’re going to do what I fucking tell you, and you’re going to take plenty of cum tonight.” he says, shoving her head all the way down and holding it there, her throat gurgling as saliva pours down onto his lap. He pulls her head up and then brings her face down to his balls. “Clean your fucking mess.”

“Yesh mashter…” she says, sucking his balls and licking all along his lap to clean the pools of spit she had let out. Jack climbs out from underneath her, fucking her from behind and slamming her deeply, Misty’s legs shaking and going limp with every thrust.

“I’m going to fill this slut up fully before we send her back to her husband.” he moans, his already massive cock swelling inside of her, almost more than she could handle. Jason pulls her up roughly by her hair, her face a mess of makeup, caked on saliva, sweat and bright read skin from the lack of air.

“You want Jack’s cum to fill your pussy up?” Jason says while the other guys eagerly watch Misty getting fucked to the point she was becoming a feral animal. She nods eagerly, not caring about the consequences anymore, but based on the size his shaft was swelling to, she couldn’t imagine not taking this opportunity.

Seeing her nod was all Jack needed, before he went as fast and hard as he could, plowing into her tight body until he moaned loudly, slamming in deep as he pumped a massive amount of cum inside of her. Her eyes widened as she began to drool, having not experienced a creampie in what felt like a lifetime and now finally getting it from a stranger. She felt her body filling with it, and as his cock finally stopped twitching inside of her, Jack pulled back, and moved onto the couch. Without any prompting from Jason, she crawled in front of him, licking his cock and sucking it clean, bobbing her head expertly.

“What do you say boys? Let’s cover her fully and then we’ll send her home.” Jason says, before pulling her back up. Misty could feel the cum pouring down her legs from both her pussy and her ass, as the remaining men took turns fucking her throat again, her body simply giving in to their desires.

They all took turns covering her face and tits with their loads, almost covering every inch of her soft white skin, her blonde hair matted and sticky from where they had overshot. As the last man finished, she slumped onto the floor, smiling happily to herself as her body was still reeling from her first gang-bang.

She’s only given a minute to relax before Jason throws her black dress onto her cum covered body, it becomes dirty the second it makes contact. He laughs and sits down, watching her happily.”Get dressed, I’m sure your husband is still waiting for you.”

Misty shakily gets up to her feet and nods, pulling on her dress she mumbles “Yes master…”

As soon as she’s dressed, she carefully and slowly makes her way out of the apartment, hearing the guys talking casually as if nothing happened. If these past weeks had made Misty feel like a slut, this solidified in her mind that she was nothing but Jason’s slave, and was only invited to satisfy him and his friends. She stumbled out of the building, her face a mess of running mascara and smeared lipstick, her hair and face covered with drying cum as her clothes clung to her body. Climbing into her car, she makes the uncomfortable drive home as Jack and Liam’s loads dripped out of her body.

It wasn’t until Misty parked in her driveway and looked in the mirror did she catch a glimpse of her face. Her stomach dropped, how in God’s name was she planning on explaining this to Taylor?!

She did her best to wipe off the makeup and as much cum as she could with tissue-paper in the back seat, and did her best to compose herself. Unfortunately, nothing could fix the look of pleasure still painted across her face, and her caked on hair. She sighed and strode out of her car and up to the front door, knowing her only chance was to head straight to the bathroom.

Walking into the house, she looks around quickly, nervously for her husband. To her relief, Misty could hear the sound of Taylor’s snoring on the couch as he had fallen asleep watching TV. She took off her heels and tiptoed through the house to the bathroom, pulling her dress off and shoving it into the bottom of the clothes hamper, and showering off, closing her eyes and imagining the scene she experienced over and over again.

After a shower that was much longer than necessary, Misty climbed out with a towel wrapped around herself, and got ready for bed; careful not to wake Taylor up from the couch. She pulled on a t-shirt and shorts to sleep in, and gently woke him up, helping him to bed so they could cuddle. He gingerly kissed her cheek; the same cheek that only minutes before was covered with several mens cum from the most exhilarating night of her life.

As Taylor drifted off to sleep, she heard her phone beep, and she quickly opened the text message she received.

*“The boys and I are excited for the next party. Sleep well whore.”*

There was a photo attached, where she was kneeling and smiling happily while covered in cum. The several men stood around her and the photo almost seemed like a still shot pulled straight from a porn site. Even though she failed at ending things with Jason, she didn’t feel as guilty anymore. Misty knew that as long as she came home to be with her husband, she could be Jason’s toy… at least for a little while longer.

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