[FM] I cheated on my husband at a frat party PART 2

It was the epitome of a college guys room. Xavier closed the door, cutting the loud music in half. He sat on the bed, looking at his phone.

Music started to play. He looked back at me. “Strip for me.”

“What? I asked.

He set the phone down and leaned back.

“Dance for me. Take your clothes off.”

I’m not going to go into detail, because I’m not a sexy dancer at all, but I attempted to look hot while removing my dress, bra and panties. The heels were the hardest part. How do you take heels off in a sexy way? I did not.

Finally, I stood there completely naked.

Xavier stood up, walked to a drawer and pulled out a rope and a blindfold. He walked over to me, looking my body up and down, then tied the blindfold around my eyes. Everything went dark.

He led me to the bed and laid me down. For the next few minutes I felt him tying me up, linking my wrists to my ankles, keeping my legs spread and exposed.

I heard a snap from his phone as he took a picture.

I was now butt naked and tied up in a college dorm room during a frat party, with a complete stranger. And I couldn’t have been more terrified and turned on.

That evaporated as his mouth found my pussy. He licked and sucked my pussy like his life depended on it, groaning in delight as he went. Finally I was getting close to cumming.

“Wait, I’m going to cum.” I whispered. He stopped. I heard him start to strip. Pants hit the ground. He crawled onto the bed and something thick pressed against my lips.

“Open.” He said. I obliged. A cock filled my mouth, stretching my lips wide.

The door suddenly opened.

I flinched, trying to pull his cock out, but he held my head there.

“Don’t.” He said. “Be a good slut.” My heart was pounding. I heard more clothing hit the floor. I took a big breath through my nose.

I kept sucking.

A second pair of hands trailed on my thighs.

The cock left my mouth and I heard low whispers. Then a weight was by my head and another cock pressed against my lips. I opened and started sucking while Xavier’s hands grabbed my hips.

Gently, he pressed himself against my pussy.

This was happening. I was at the point of no return. I could stop this right now and not cheat on my husband. I could be a go-

He entered me. There was huge pressure as he slowly slid in. I made sounds I’m not proud of.

“Jesus fucking Christ, you’re fucking tight.” Xavier said.

I lost track of time, as Xavier and his mystery friend fucked me. I came twice, once while I rode Xavier and his friend entered my ass at the same time (which was divine) and once when Xavier finished in me missionary. We came together.

And yes, he came in my pussy. His friend finished on my chest.

When we were done they cleaned up first and the mystery man left. Only then did Xavier remove my blindfold and untied me. He laughed as I blinked in the light.

I looked down at the cum on my chest. He handed my a towel. “That was fun.”

I nodded and cleaned up. I put on my thong and bra. He grabbed my hand as I grabbed the dress and my shoes.

He looked at me again. He looked at my wedding ring and laughed. “Okay, let’s get you back to the hotel.”

He walked me down and called an Uber. As I walked through the sea of faces I wondered which guy had just fucked me.

The mystery turned me on again as I climbed into the uber. How was I horny again? I used to masturbate like twice a month. Who was I becoming?

I hugged Xavier goodbye and climbed into the car. Xavier was gone a moment later.

A portly, older man drove the car.

“Fun party?” He asked. I still felt dazed.

“Very.” I said. I looked out the window. When I looked back I saw the drivers eyes glued to his mirror. Then I looked down. My dress was riding up pretty high, exposing most of my thighs.

Me from 24 hours ago would immediately have pulled the dress down and crossed my legs. But in that moment, I lifted my legs slightly and spread myself. He had a straight view between my legs.

I stayed that way until I got to the hotel, his eyes on me. Giving me the attention.

We got to the hotel and the driver started to talk but I just climbed out, went right to my room and took the longest shower of my life.

What was going on with me?

My phone dinged. It was a text from Xavier with just a photo of me tied up, my pussy swollen.

I sat on the bed and masturbated again until I came. Then I drifted to sleep

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/10idmhb/fm_i_cheated_on_my_husband_at_a_frat_party_part_2