I woke up groggy and unclear of where I was. I could hear the wind blowing the trees outside. It was cool in the room, and I could see moonlight coming through the crack between the curtains. I was laying on a soft bed. My bed, I wondered? I lifted my head a little and could see if was indeed in my own bed. Next to me was my wife. She was still sleeping.
Was it all a horribly bad dream? A nightmare? I reached up and touched my head where it had hit the wall. It was bandaged and still painful to the touch. My wrists and ankles were sore too, and I remember the zip ties. My upper back felt burned from the taser. No, it wasn’t a bad dream, but it was a living nightmare.
How did I get in the bed? My wife certainly couldn’t do that on her own. Who bandaged my head? She couldn’t stand the sight of blood. I was wearing on boxer briefs. The pair I hand on yesterday. Someone took off the rest of my clothes. Looking back towards my wife, I was both comforted and bothered by her presence. I was angry with her for what happened, it I was also relieved that I might get some answers.
I wasn’t sure if we were alone in the house. I slipped out of bed and made my way to our closet. I put on a t-shirt and some old jeans and made my way out of our master bedroom. As I carefully opened the door, I decided to grab the heavy wooden baseball bat I kept in the corner. My wife hated guns, so this was the best I could do for home invasion defense.
The house was dark, and the clock on the oven read 3:34 AM. I had been out for more than ten hours. I couldn’t hear any noise other than the wind and sound coming from the refrigerator. I crept towards the front of the house. I wanted to see if the cars were still in the driveway. I cautiously opened one of the shutters and saw an empty driveway. Good, maybe they had all left.
I decided I wanted to get a look at my face. To see what damage had been done. I turned in the direction of the guest bathroom, and I nearly jumped out of my skin.
“Jesus, Ashley!” I yelped. “You scared the fuck out of me!”
“Oh God, I’m so sorry.” She gasped and covered her mouth. “Please, Cole, will you come back to bed?”
“I don’t know Ashley, I’m still trying to process what happened. I don’t understand what’s going on.” I said shaking my head and a felling a little faint. Maybe the shots to my head did more damage than I realized.
Ashley took a couple of steps toward me. “Let me help you back to bed, you probably have a concussion.”
I wasn’t in any shape to resist, so I put my arm around her, and my hand came to rest on her shoulder. The shoulder that asshole squeezed as he climaxed in her mouth. How could I ever kiss her mouth again after seeing what she did with his cum? I limped back to the bedroom with her support. My ankles were sore from being restrained with the zip ties.
As we approached the bed, Ashley began pulling my t-shirt over my head. I didn’t resist until she reached for my jeans to unbutton them.
“What are you doing?” I asked in an accusatory voice.
“Relax, you will sleep better without them.”
Again, I was in no shape to argue. She quickly unbuttoned my jeans and started to slide them off my hips. I sat down on the bed so she could slide them off my legs. As she knelt down in front of me, the image of her between his legs came rushing back. As she stood up, she put a hand on my thigh to help her balance. Her soft cool hand felt nice on my skin. That feeling along with the image of her giving head to a stranger cause an unwanted reaction. I started to get an erection, and it didn’t go unnoticed.
“Mmmm, I see something isn’t all that tired.” She said with a devilish smile.
“That doesn’t mean I’m not still hurt and angry with you.” Was my stone cold retort.
“I deserve that I guess.” She said with a slight quiver in her voice.
I finished reclining back on the bed and shifted on to my pillow. I noticed a little bit of blood on the corner. Probably from my bandage. Ashley helped me pull to covers over my body and I shuddered a bit from the cool sensation.
“Who bandaged my head?” I wondered out loud.
“Umm, that was James. He, he was a medic in the military.” She stammered as the words came out. “He’s the man you encountered outside.”
“Oh, that asshole. Let him know payback is a bitch!” I exclaimed angrily.
“I understand how you feel, but you should know…” She paused as if she were selecting her words carefully.
“Know what?” I said with genuine curiosity.
“It’s just that, James, you see, he hurts people for a living.” She looked away as the words came out.
I know my wife rather well, and I detected a slight bit of excitement in her voice. She was attracted to James. No doubt she liked the way he looked, a bit like Idris Elba, and to the danger he represented.
“Nice!” I exclaimed. “You brought people like that into our home? Our children’s home!”
“I didn’t exactly invite them in. You don’t understand. It’s complicated.” As she spoke the words her voice cracked and she began to cry.
I didn’t want to feel sorry for her, but I did. After all, she is my wife and I love her dearly. I couldn’t help but reach out my hand, which she took and slowly joined me on the bed. I felt the cold air again as she slid under the covers and moved up against me. Her warm body was a nice contrast to the cold air. She was wearing an old t-shirt, and I quickly noticed the smooth skin of her legs rubbing against me.
With the feeling of her warm skin against mine, and her soft breasts pushing against my arm, I could help getting aroused again. I shifted uncomfortably trying to relieve the pressure my erection was creating against the elastic of my boxer briefs.
“Is something wrong? Are you in pain?” She asked with concern in her voice.
“No, I’m just, umm…” I grumbled as I reached down to adjust the situation.
“Oh, let me help.” She said nonchalantly as her hand moved down my bare chest and stopped when she encountered my hand wrapped around my hardened cock.
I moved my hips enough to cause her hand to fall off. “No!” I said in an angry tone. “I still don’t know what happened or why it happened. You have been with him before. Have you fucked him?”
I felt her body tense at my questions.
“I’ll tell you everything you want to know tomorrow. For right now, just let me take care of this for you.” As the words came out, her hand moved slowly up my leg, across my groin, and slipped through the band of my boxer briefs.
“What are you going to do?” Was all I could think of to say.
“I’m soaking wet right now. Just let me get on top and ride you. It’s all for you, cum when you want.” Before the words finished coming out of her mouth she was on top of me and started pulling my now rock hard cock free.
“I hate that I don’t want to stop you.” I seethed through clenched teeth.
She moaned a dejected sound but also began rubbing her warm opening on the stretched skin of my cock. She was really wet and it felt so hot it caused a stinging sensation. She was getting herself worked up by rubbing her clit back and forth on my pussy juice lubricated member. I could feel her breath on my face as she moved her mouth towards mine. I quickly turned my head to avoid the kiss.
“I can’t do that. I can’t kiss you after seeing what you did with his cum.” I blurted out.
“I understand.” She said with a tone of sadness in her voice. “I understand, but you know I had cum in my mouth many times before we met.”
“Yes, I know but this is different.” As I made my point, she shifted her position and in one smooth stroke, she buried my cock in her tight wet hole.
I didn’t really want to be intimate with her, but we had already gone this far, so I was going to get off. This wasn’t going to be slow lovemaking. I was going to pound her hard and cum deep inside of her. Who knows, this might be the last time I am ever inside her.
I grabbed on around her hips and curled my fingers into the flesh of her ass checks. I squeezed hard and pushed her hips up with my own. This created a little separation and allowed me to thrust up into her with force. She made a deep groaning sound each time I pull my cock almost all the way out and slammed it back in as hard as I could. This created rhythmic smacking sounds on each thrust. Her pussy was so wet that we had no friction between us at all. Smack, smack, smack. I heard the sound over and over.
I started to tire out after a couple of minutes. I slowed down and focused on grinding my pubic bone into her clit. I was deep inside her tight walls and she seemed lost in the friction created ecstasy. Her pussy was so wet now that I could feel the juices running down my hips making the sheet beneath me wet.
“Oh God, you are so deep. Keep doing that… I’m going to cuuuum…” she was rocking back and forth on my erection at as fast as she could. She was using me as a tool, and I felt the resentment building.
As her orgasm subsided, she slowed down to a smooth rolling motion. “Damn, that was good. How do you want to cum?” She asked me.
“Get on your back.” Was my only response.
She quickly pulled my cock out of her clenching pussy and rolled on to her back. My head hurt as did my wrists and ankles, but I chose to ignore that pain for now. She still had her t-shirt on, so I pushed it up and she slipped it over her head. Now I could see those magnificent tits. I put her legs together and pushed her knees towards her head. This had the effect of rolling her into a ball and smashed her tits into her face.
In this position, I had access to everything I wanted. I could see her face as it contorted with pleasure. Her big breast and huge nipples were on display, and I could get them in my mouth. Best of all her pussy and ass were tilted up and exposed. I momentarily thought about ramming my full manhood into her tight asshole, but I thought better of it. I’ll save that for another day I reasoned.
With her in the position I wanted, I reached down a lined my cock up with her slippery opening. I rubbed the head up and down a few times, then with no warning, I shoved myself all the way in. Her eyes opened wide and her mouth formed a tight circle as I hit home. I pumped her over and over. Her tight pussy was now stretched open, and the wetness was making a loud squelching sound.
“Oh yes, fuck me. Harder. Harder. You feel so fucking good!” Her words blended together and turned in to a repeating ugh, ugh, ugh sound.
I was getting close to my own release. I had planned to cum deep inside her, but looking down at her with her knees and breast pushed up to her pretty face, I decided to do something she never allowed me to do.
I took a few more hard and deliberate strokes. Then I pulled out and lifted myself over her ass, straddling her with her knees pinned to her shoulders. I reached for my cock, well lubricated with her juices, and started stroking. I expected her to object and try to push me off. Instead she took her sensitive nipples in her fingers and started twisting and pulling on them.
I watched this sexy scene for a few moments, then I couldn’t hold back any longer. I made a deep gravelly sound to indicate my pending orgasm. I had to force myself to keep my eyes open in order to witness this first in our marriage event. The first shot came out so hard I missed her completely. It shot past her head and splatted against the wooden head board. The next blast was almost as hard, but I aimed downward and it landed perfectly in the center of her face. It was one long rope of semen that started below her chin and made a line up her lips, nose, and forehead, ending in her hair. After the second shot, I pushed forward getting my member very close to her face. Two or three more shots came out and then it slowed down to a few more drips. I continued to stroke my cock and rub it around on her face as my erection began to wilt away. She was a mess, but still looked beautiful. In an odd way, I had the desire to kiss her, but I didn’t because of what she did the night before and I had never tasted my on ejaculate.
I continued looking down at Ashley, wondering what brought us to this point. Once again I was caught by surprise when she opened her mouth and began gently sucking on the head of my now soft cock. I shivered from the intensity of it all, and I pulled away with my wilted penis dragging across her open mouth and chin. I let her legs down slowly, and she remained still for a few moments.
As I rolled on to my back and rested my head on the pillow, Ashley lifted herself up on one elbow. Semen running obscenely down her face.
“Well, that was new.” She said with a bit of question in her voice. “Will you get me a towel?”
“No. I want answers tomorrow.” I said flatly and I rolled to my side. I was exhausted, and I knew the next days would be rough. As she got off the bed, I could feel myself drifting off. And then Darkness.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/dl5toq/and_then_darkness_part_3_mfpivoral