Hey guy I’m not really a writer but I just wanted to try my hand at this since I was feeling inspired. Anyway sorry for the grammatical errors in advance.
You never thought you’d be in this situation. Cock-hungry and attention deprived by the guy with the dad bod who approached you at the bar 3 months ago.
He was definitely not your type but you appreciated his confidence for even approaching you. You were ready to dismiss him but before you had the chance he disarmed you with his smile and the corniest joke that for some reason only he could’ve pulled off. You size him up, look at his hands, and noticed a mark around his ring finger. He’s married but he’s trying to hide it you think to your self, what a scumbag. But for some reason, you can’t bring yourself to end the conversation. He’s funny, attentive and isn’t looking at your breast every three seconds. It was a nice change of pace from the regular jerkwads that approach you.
It’s getting late and you might have had one too many because you start to think to yourself I’m going to fuck this guy, he might be a scumbag but you’re no saint plus you haven’t been laid since your last relationship over a year ago. You make up some excuse to get him over to your place something about how he should see your “drapes” he gets the hint and you guys hop in a cab. In the cab you let him know that you know that he’s married. He doesn’t deny it he just looks amused. You appreciate the fact that he didn’t try to lie about it, again a change a pace from the guys you’re used to dealing with. You feel you’re pussy getting wet.
You two make it to your front door. You feel him behind you overshadowing you. Somehow his presence felt different, animalistic, feral. You turn around as you open the door and his pants are somehow undone already you see the bulge in his boxers for a split second before he picks you up. You let out a small squeal before he shoves his tongue down your throat. His left arm is wrapped around your torso and his right hand is gripping your left ass cheek as your legs are wrapped around his waist. You both finally make it fully inside the apartment and the door shuts behind you. His right-hand starts making its way to your now drenched pussy.
For a second you were scared and thought you were going to be killed or raped which is still not completely off the table the way he is having his way with you. He sticks two fingers in you and you let out a moan into his mouth. He carries you to your room but doesn’t put you down instead he takes the two fingers that were in you and move them closer to your face. You look at him worried not knowing what he’s going to do to you. He moves the fingers closer to your face and at this point, you decide to submit who knows what will happen if you defy him you think to yourself. So you open your mouth wide to let his thick fingers in and you begin to suck them. You taste yourself and get more aroused.
He tosses you on the bed and rips your expensive black g string. Any other time you would’ve had a fit but this time you’re not in control and its obvious. He spreads your legs and goes straight for your pussy. You’re usually reserved with your moaning during sex but this time you don’t hold back. You’re loud, really loud. You cum on his face something you’ve never experienced before. He rises from between your legs, face, and beard drenched in your juices. Your body is still spasming. He pulls out his dick, it’s rock hard. You think he’s about to penetrate you so you close your eyes. A couple of seconds go by nothing happens so you open your eyes. His cock is right in front of your face. It startles you a bit but you know what you need to do. You smell it, inhaling his scent then the next thing you know your lips are firmly around him and you feel the tip of his dick at the back of your throat. He grabs your head and begins to thrust into your face almost as if he was using a Fleshlight.
The thought of him no longer seeing you as a person but an object sexual gratification drives you crazy. You don’t understand it but at that moment you knew this is what you needed. You needed to be used. Not having to think and having control stripped from you tore down the facade of a strong independent woman you put up for years. At this very moment, you were his in any which way he wanted you.
He finally pulls his cock out of your mouth, your lipstick is all fucked up. You look like a sexy joker but deprived all the same. He goes between your legs and enters you, you gasp loudly. He pins your legs back and leans forward he begins thrusting slowing and gradually speeds up. You hear how wet you are with every thrust and you can’t believe how good he feels. You begin caressing his head, kissing his cheek, neck and ear. All of sudden you grab his head and stare into his eyes and say “this pussy is yours….I’m yours daddy” he doesn’t say anything and kisses you.
His phone rings. He stops thrusting but remains inside you. He picks up the phone you’re in disbelief but remain silent as he answers. “Hey babe….yea I’m here with a friend, work was rough so we decide to blow off some steam….yea don’t worry I’m on my way home now”. The thought of him leaving upsets you, you want him to stay longer. You try and think of something that will make him want to stay so you quickly hop out of bed drop to your knees in front of him while he’s still on the phone and begin to take his entire dick in your throat. You even go as far as grabbing his hand and placing it on your head so he can force himself deeper into your mouth. He begins bobbing your head up and down on his dick as he continues his conversation. “Yea I’ll pick up some milk before I get home ….I’m just about done here….I love you bye” as soon as he hangs up he blows his hefty load in your mouth. You swallow it and make sure to even get the remnants around your lips.
He puts his dick back in his pants and says “thanks….that’s just what I needed” and proceeds to walk on towards the door. He grabs the handle and looks back at you who are leaning on the door frame of your bedroom and smiles. And you say “wait can I text you some time?” His smile now a devilish smirk replies “sure” and leaves. You think to yourself wtf he can’t even give me his number it’s not like I’d tell his wife what an asshole. You go and lock and your front door half disappointed half reliving your recent sexcapade in your head. You make your way back to your bedroom and see a little white card on the nightstand. It’s his business card. You’re ecstatic and proceed to send him a winky face emoji.
A week goes by and still no reply. You begin to get upset as the thought of never experiencing him again drives you mad.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/i027m2/his_mistress_part_1