[MF] Return of Sud: Part 3

Previous episode: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gketa0/mf_return_of_sud_part_2/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gketa0/mf_return_of_sud_part_2/)

We were in bed for about half an hour before Sud realised that she had to do calls to check on her kid. It was weirdly arousing to see her mommy her kid around while walking butt naked in my room. “Don’t be naughty” had a complete sense of irony when spoken like that.

When she was done, she climbed into bed. I got up to get some water. Sud got up as well. She sat in bed.

Sud: Can we talk? I don’t want to sleep now.

Me: Really?

Sud nodded.

Me: Ok, what do you want talk about?

Sud: I have been meaning to ask you something.

Me: Shoot.

She fell silent for sometime.

Me: What, Sud?

Then she dropped the bombshell.

Sud: Be exclusive with me.

Me: What?!

Sud: Yes. Be exclusive with me.

I was completely shocked out of my mind. I turned around and put a foot on my chair. Sud was just a foot away. She was kneeling with her butt resting on her feet.

Me: Do you need me to tell you how stupid that is or you will get there on your own?

Sud: No. Please. Hear me out.

Her hands were clasped near her belly. Even while she was naked, she had that poise about her, that polished and groomed body language.

Me: There’s nothing to hear about this. Are you even listening to yourself?

Sud: Please. Let me finish.

Me: Sud! You want me to be exclusive with you?

Sud: Yes

I mockingly clapped.

Me: And you are fucking married!

Sud looked down and swallowed. She unclasped her hands and rested them on her thighs.

Me: What kind of an idiot would I be, to be exclusive with a married woman?

She was silent. She looked at me, leaning towards her, intensely gazing into her eyes.

Me: I am single, Sud. What would even give you the thought that this is a bright idea?

She looked at me. Her face was pleading. It made me feel like I should try to understand her ridiculous proposition.

Me: Why do you want this?

Sud was gathering herself. She didn’t say anything, but you could see her processing her thoughts.

Me: Why Sud?

I said, a bit annoyingly. Sud was shaken out of her thoughts. She stammered. I moved my face closer to her.

Me: Why?

Sud turned away and downward. She was muttering something. I grabbed her face by the chin and turned it upward towards me.

Me: Loud and clear.

You could see the struggle on her face, trying to put her thoughts into words that she could say. Her face trembled a bit. I kept holding her face.

Me: Loud and clear. Communication. Remember?

Sud nodded. She started speaking without looking at me.

Sud: I want you to need me badly for something. All those days without you, I went crazy, craving you and your body. I went insane fighting my body’s need for you. I fingered myself more than I ever had and still couldn’t get over your desire. It was like I needed you for my day to be complete. It destroyed me to realise you had no such need of me. It is unfair.

I was looking at her.

Me: Why aren’t you looking at me?

Sud: I am trying!

She breathed heavily.

Sud: I have never had to have this talk. It is difficult for me!

Her small face was still in my hand. She swallowed again. Then she looked at me.

Sud: When you are with me, you are here. When you are gone, I don’t want you to have someone else to go to. It is selfish but I want you to crave me as much as I do you. I have been a good girlfriend when I was young, a good wife and mother since then. I have given everything to make my marriage work. But I have lost every girly kink I ever had. These 10 years made me a dull person who just meets the needs of the people she lives with. I want to live for myself for sometime before it is too late. You are my outlet to my other life. I want that outlet not to be a shared one.

She looked at me with a genuine plea on her eyes.

Me: But why do I need to be exclusive with you for that? This is my prime, Sud. You have had yours, I am sure.

Sud shook her head and frowned.

Sud: You really think? Married at 25? I had no prime. I went from undergrad to work to wife. My life was different.

I did understand what she was feeling, but I didn’t know why I should take that upon myself. I ran my fingers through her hair.

Me: I understand some of it, I think. But you are asking a lot of me, Sud. I am not sure if I want that.

Sud: I am asking a lot of you. I know. One of these days, you will decide to move out of town for a better life. I can’t stop you from that. But whatever time you have, be with me and me only.

Me: I don’t get it. So what is it, you want to be my girlfriend?

Sud: No

Me: Then isn’t it a stupid arrangement?

Sud: Not your girlfriend, no. But I want to be your only outlet for pleasure. I want to be the girl you call when you need it. I want to be the body that you think of.

I felt a rush of blood to the cock. Truth be told, I had nothing going on in life. But I didn’t want my freedom encroached upon. I didn’t want to give her that much importance. I smirked.

Me: And you will go sleep in your marital bed after making such arrangements with me. Lovely, isn’t it?

Sud: If you want, I won’t.

She scoffed, probably at herself or her marriage.

Sud: Honestly, it would not even matter. That’s what you want?

She told me without batting an eye. She meant what she was saying.

Me: Don’t be insane, Sud.

Sud: I feel safe with you. I know this will never happen with anyone. I want you to feel what I feel for you.

Me: And what is that?

I was running my fingers along her neck, brushing the hair off, exposing her boobs. Sud was shuffling a bit awkwardly, like she wasn’t used to this. She followed my face, looking at it.

Sud: That no one else will quell the hunger that you feel. When you feel the desire, there is only one person who will fulfil it.

I didn’t know what to say. I was a bit flabbergasted. I ran my fingers around her face, running down to the neck and coming back up.

Sud: If I could, I would do this as your girlfriend. But that is not possible. I want to stay married…

Me: Yes, I want you to stay married too. So, do you see the problem?

Sud: There’s no problem. I want to be the girlfriend who is not your girlfriend.

I stopped and looked at her.

Me: And how does that work?

Sud: It means I am responsible for meeting all your needs. Only me. It means you take me when you want to. It means you call me when you want me to take care of you. Take me out on a date if you want. Call me here if you want. Just don’t make me have to think of you with another girl while you still have me.

Me: Sud, why do this?

Sud: I can’t explain to you if you are not in my place. You aren’t.

I pressed.

Me: Explain.

Sud: I have never been with a man like you. I have never been with a man whose sex drive is 6 notches above mine. I want to feel how it would have been to have spent my prime with someone like you. I am not 27. I am 36. My window to do this is closing.

Me: So this is what…. because you are getting old?

Sud: No this is not regretting doing what I want to do. I don’t want to be 45 one day and still be as sex-starved as I was before you came in. Try, for me. Try, force yourself to be with me only. If you feel like I am not enough, then we can break this. But, please, don’t say no before you at least try.

I reached out. Touched her face. I let my hands fall down to her boobs. I squeezed them and tugged on her nipples as I talked to her about her body.

Me: Sud, this is complicated. I like simple equations. I am young and single. You are a little older and married. I like you and I looooove that body. So I want to fuck you. A lot. Now tell me, why tie me down? Why not just continue what is?

Sud pushed herself into my hands. She guided my hand to her neck when she spoke of kinks. She took my finger and licked it.

Sud: Because I want it to be more. I want more space in your sexual life, your fantasies, your kinks. I want more responsibility. I want you to depend on me. It makes me feel happy and fulfilled.

I withdrew my hand.

Me: I don’t quite know how to say it. But do you know why single people usually don’t have married partners? Because they are MARRIED, Sud! You want to be my one and only when you are a wife and mother both.

Sud: You know that I handle both fine and make time for you. Why won’t you let me be more?

She drew my hand back to her neck.

Me: God that alcohol is fucking you up!

She smiled, with a little water in her eyes.

Sud: Ask me tomorrow and I will say this again, word by word.

Me: All right. I don’t know how to explain to you.

Sud moved closer, she kneeled and raised herself. She held my arms and sneaked in close, kissing my chest.

Sud: Try for sometime. For me. If you feel that I am not being enough, then break it.

She faced up.

Sud: I will do anything you want. Your deepest desire. Your darkest kink. I want to be the one who fulfils it. Give me the responsibility.

Me: You realise that my desires and kinks may be incompatible with you being married?

Sud: How so?

Me: I have the time and the opportunity to be reckless. You have people you can’t cut out and who can be harmed by your indulgence in my desires.

She breathed quietly. She went back down on her knees to her previous position.

Me: It’s better if I could do other things with other people. More age-appropriate, life stage-appropriate. That way, you and I can be this and you are never at risk.

Sud: Nooooo! I want to be that girl. I want to get it all. Why won’t you let me be that girl?

Me: I told you why, Sud. Because it is risky for you.

Sud looked at me, faintly smiling.

Sud: You asked me to come here dressed like a whore. And you, the same person, you told me not to say anything to Red when she was asking me where I lived. You removed my jacket to show my body off to your friends. And you the same person, you never let them one say one thing about me when I sat there amongst 5 drunk strangers, dressed in almost nothing.

I smiled faintly as well.

Me: What’s your point, Sud?

She pulled my hand and sucked on my fingers.

Sud: All I know is this. If you want something, you will find a way to do it in a way which doesn’t harm me. You have no idea how fucking hot that is for me.

Well, she had that right. She had kind of declared a “check” on my side of the chessboard. I was half impressed with how she made her point. I pushed my fingers into her mouth, she struggled to keep sucking.

Me: I am wild Sud. It can get pretty nasty when you want to fulfil my kinks.

I grabbed her hair in a bunch at the base and tightened the grip. I turned her face towards me. She looked like she would cum.

Me: You know how I am. Don’t you?

Sud nodded and reached for her clit, brushing it with her palm.

Me: How will it be when you have to do more than you do now? How will it be when you are pushed to your limits?

Sud: You have pushed my limits from the day you first touched me. You took a woman who had only had sex in her bedroom and made her howl like a teenage slut in her own living room. On the fucking coffee table. To this day, I can’t help feel moist looking at it.

I was liking what she was saying.

Sud: You know how I was. You know how I am now. It took me some time to get used to your needs. I went from shocked to denial to acceptance to craving. There’s no going back for me now. Because of you. If you want me to do something for you, I will.

I let her hair go.

Sud: You are different. You have these wild sexual urges. But I just know that you will not wrong me. I know you will always protect me. I can’t say the same about anyone else who would see me naked at this stage in my life.

Her face was one of an earnest plea.

Sud: I have some social standing. I have some familial wealth. What do you think another guy would do if they so much as whiffed it and had some dirt on me?

I kept looking at her.

Sud: You are different. You don’t make one inappropriate touch in public where there could be risk. And you leave no part of my body untouched when you know I am safe. Your only interest is in deriving pleasure from me. You have no interest in my marriage, in my home, just in me. At my age, at my life situation, guys will go after everything and ruin my life if they had 1% of me as you do.

I listened patiently. She had decoded my attitude.

Sud: You made me shriek and howl in a student accommodation with people who will never know me. And you are the same person who told me that my kid comes first and that I can refuse your call if it was something that clashed with him. You have no idea how my pussy feels for a guy who is this caring outside of the bedroom and this monster inside it.

She grabbed my fingers and licked them

Sud: Everything happened too fast for me to piece it together. But I know now, how you are. It makes me want to give myself to you.

She wrapped my arm around the back of her neck.

Sud: I want to indulge before it is too late. You know, you know that I deserve my indulgence. I have been nothing but a good wife so long. I deserve this now.

Me: That’s for you to decide, Sud.

I brushed her hair again.

Me: I know you as well, Sud. And I know you will do anything even without this. Then why should I restrict myself?

Sud: I am not making a deal with you. You know I will do what you want me to. I always will. This is for my fulfilment. It makes me whole. It makes me happy in the parts of the day when I am not thinking about getting fucked by you.

Sud had really thought this over.

Me: You are asking for a lot.

Sud: I know. I wish I had another way of doing this. I really do. I wish I could be your girlfriend and then I know you would be mine. You were the big burly gentle giant and my sister got you enchanted. I never thought you would be this guy a decade later.

She smiled and kept speaking.

Sud: Or I wish I was younger and I could trap you with my 25 year old body. You know, my “fun size” body. Itty-bitty waist and bulging ass.

She winked. She remembered what I used to call her all those years back.

Sud: But I can’t! I am both 36 and married. So I have to beg you for agreeing to a trial period. I promise, I will never bring this up again if it doesn’t feel good for you.

Me: Did this all start because I told you I was seeing someone else?

Sud: It didn’t start. It just made me realise I need to act on what I want.

Me: So you have been thinking about this for a longer time?

Sud: Yes. A very long time.

Me: Go on.

Sud: You won’t know it and I hope you did, but you changed something deep inside of me. It’s like you broke a valve or something. I have never been promiscuous. I had buried all of my sexual desires in familial responsibilities. And then you came along and made it all bubble up. Now, I have no control over them. You took my self-control away. But you know what? For the first time in years, I don’t want to control. I want to flow. I have never thought I would be watching a sex tape with me in it and masturbating because I wanted that raw feeling of your body using my body, over and over again. I never thought I would be laying in my bed beside my husband and think of you. But it was happening.

My cock was hard from this discussion now. I didn’t realise it how it happened, if it was sudden or gradual, but I had a raging boner now. I had one foot on the chair on which I was leaning with my arm and supporting my weight. Sud bit her lips and slowly climbed down from the bed. I wanted to talk, but I felt a bit mesmerised to react. She slid down and kneeled.

Sud: What I feel like doing now, I have never felt before. I have never been with someone who gets aroused by what I say. You don’t know how it feels like to realise these small things for the first time. We are talking and yet I see your cock like this. It does not happen to me. It has not happened to me. But now that I see it, all I can think of is sucking the skin off it.

I was mesmerised, as I said, to react. She plunged on it and sucked hard and deep. I moaned loudly. She withdrew. She gasped and breathed. She started rubbing it with her hand.

Sud: When you fucked me in my place, that was my first experience of having no control. I had envisioned riding you in my bed. But you came in, tore my shirt in the first 5 mins. You threw me around the living room like a rag doll. Do you know how long it took me to clean everything up after you left?

I shrugged. She took a few bobs on my cock and withdrew again, jerking while talking.

Sud: You know what I was thinking? I started cleaning thinking how this is the only time it will happen and you and I are just too incompatible to be sexual partners. But then my pussy disagreed so vehemently with me that I had to think what was going on with me. I was dripping for hours. I didn’t even know my body could do that. No matter how hard I tried, I would drift to that.

I loved it when she spoke while sucking. It was so fucking pleasurable. Coupled with the alcohol buzz, I felt like royalty.

Sud: Then I go to meet you to find out why you haven’t been talking to me and you fuck me in a public restroom. In a public restroom! It was so far outside of my zone that I didn’t even have fantasies about it. Now, I am always ready should you want to do that again.

She went down to the balls and sucked on them for a while. I moaned.

Sud: I have made the whole journey with you. I was shocked that people fuck like you fucked me. Then I realised I am always so wet with you. There must be something that was clicking inside of me. I went from there to fantasising sex like you do it, not like I knew it. My preconceived notions came down every time you fucked me. It was like I bloomed in your hands in front of you.

I was struggling to stay coherent in midst of her talking and my cock being serviced.

Me: So you discovered that you want to please?

Sud: Yes, I realised how I get off on seeing you derive pleasure from me. I was just unable to face it because I didn’t want to admit that. I thought it made me inferior in some way. When I couldn’t cum without you watching, I knew I had to face it.

Me: Ahhhhh, that mouth feels so fucking good.

I couldn’t control and pressed her head into my crotch impaling my cock way past what’s comfortable. Sud gagged and coughed and I let her go immediately.

Me: Sorry, that was an impulse.

She looked up and kissed the cock.

Sud: I have never been this sexual animal you have made me. How many times do you think I have done this in my life – suck cock in between a discussion? Zero! Do you think I have never talked to a naked man before? Of course, I have. But you are here and you touch me like you do, just bunch my hair up and tug on it, and hold my face like I am a kid, something flicks on. Then I see this thing and I know I want to suck on it right now. My brain just won’t stop telling me that I need to suck on this. There is this separate person in me who wants to please you, always.

Gug gug gug gug gug gug guggggggg

She gasped again. I wasn’t even touching her. She was doing all the work. She stopped to talk again.

Sud: I think of you so often and wish there is a text from you or call from you. I drift while watching TV or painting or anything, and think you would contact me any time asking me to do something and I would run around trying to figure out how to do it for you. I have some weird energy which I have not known in years. I have excitement which I have never had as far I can remember.

I grabbed her head and plunged it on my cock. I pumped a few times and Sud took over immediately. She pumped herself on my cock and made a sloppy mess. Then she stopped and looked up to talk again.

Sud: So when you told me there was someone else, it crushed me. It made me feel jealous. It made me feel helpless. I wanted to understand why you would do that. Why would you ignore me? What could I not do that drove you to someone else? Why would you not feel the same level of animal like hunger that I feel for you? The one which makes me want to do this…..

She rubbed her face against my balls and coated her face with drool.

Sud: And feel like I should be doing this more and often. That’s when I decided I had to make you need me more. Call it whatever you want. But all I wanted was to tie you to me. Make you need me. Make you want me like I want you.

Sud slipped further in. She kept her hand on my cock but was now eating my ass. She had rested my balls on her face as she tongued my sphincter.

Sud: I didn’t even know rimming was a thing. But you liked it. So your pornstar read articles on how to do it.

I held her head in place as she lapped away. I pressed on it slightly. As she made her strokes, I moaned in pleasure.

Me: Your efforts are showing.

Sud made loud slurping sounds.

Me: I only want the dirtiest nastiest sex with you. If you want to be exclusive, you will need to do more than others would.

Sud pulled back from rimming and jerked my cock. She didn’t even look at me.

Sud: Mister S, I am yours to do with as you please.

She went back and started rimming again. She was making quick licks now. My leg supporting my weight on the ground shivered.

Me: Ahhhh, you gorgeous ass eater. Fuckkkkkk!

She came back up and examined my cock. I was hard as a rock. The veins on the side were throbbing. She kneeled back and looked up at me. Out there in the world, I am proud of how high a price my painting can sell at. In here, with you in our world, this is the object of my pride. I make this so big and hard. Me. My mouth, my body and my hard work. She looked so gorgeous just below my erect cock, looking up at me with insane lust in her eyes. She gagged herself on the shaft by pumping her mouth on it.

Sud: Please don’t share this with another woman.

If she was making a sales pitch, it was hitting the right notes.

Me: Sud, you have made your case. I have listened to everything. Now it is time for me to talk and you to listen. I don’t want to hear you say anything other than a yes or no.

I grabbed her hair and planted her mouth on my cock.

Me: Now I will tell you my conditions. There is no negotiation. Bob your head once if you understand. Twice if you don’t. Ok?

Gug.

Me: Good girl.

I pulled out my camera and started recording. Sud’s tiny face impaled on my super hard cock was in the frame.

Me: Look up into the camera.

Sud looked up with the mushroom tip in her mouth, stretching it.

Me: I want you to stay married. So you will not disrupt anything over this new arrangement.

Her face bobbed back and forth once on screen. Gug.

Me: But like you want space in my life, you will make space for me in yours. It will start in your closet.

Gug gug.

Me: You will have a separate set of clothes that you will wear for me. I will choose those. It won’t be a separate closet. You will have them in your own closet but separate from what you would normally wear.

Gug

Me: I will choose how your hair will be done, your nails, every small thing. I will model you as per my fancy.

Gug

Me: If you want to be my only outlet for sexual pleasure, I will need more access to you. I will try to be reasonable about it, but it will require some creativity on your part.

Gug gug

Me: Like you might need to make up some believable backup bullshit if I don’t give you enough time to prepare. I will be reasonable, but sometimes, you just need to fuck.

Gug

Me: You will never say no to trying anything I want.

Gug. She shook her head for added emphasis.

Me: No matter how far beyond your zone it is

Gug

Me: You will outdo any other women who could have shared me

Gugggggg. She plunged herself in deep to show her determination.

Me: If you refuse anything or if I feel shackled, we will break this arrangement and go back to what was.

Gug

Me: Ok, we have a deal.

Sud looked happy! She started sucking me off with vigor. I wanted a release as well.

Me: Yeah bitch, get that pen ready. We got to sign this agreement.

In a few minutes of intense sucking, my cock was ready. The camera was on.

Me: And here for the record, we are signing our exclusivity contract.

I pulled out my cock from her mouth and pointed at the forehead. Sud closed her eyes as stream after stream of not-too-dense cum hit her forehead. It started dripping down. I was not very pleased with the artwork. A special occasion was looking kinda squib because of the low density cum. Sud opened her eyes and looked up.

Sud: Can I eat it now?

Me: Nah, wait, it’s not spectacular enough for this occasion.

Sud was confused what she should do.

Sud: let me eat it before it drips.

I generated a big old ball of saliva. Running it through my mouth made it white and foamy. Sud looked up and knew what I was doing. She opened up her mouth.

Me: Not there. It’s the ink supplement for that artwork. I leaned in close and dropped a big foamy ball of saliva on her forehead. It immediately followed the flow lines established by the cum shot and travelled along the eye brows, the nose bridge and some over the eyes.

Sud: Now?

Me: Wait, one more needed to finish the deal.

I made a guttural sound and brought up a big one. I ran it through my teeth back and forth for extra long to make it foamier. And then i dropped it on her beautiful face.

Me: Ah, now it looks like we signed something. Now I am done. You can eat.

I stepped back and grabbed her phone and clicked photos. I didn’t want to stop the video. Sud opened her eyes and realised the amount of cum and spit on her. I squatted in front of her with two cameras in her face. Slowly she carried her now well-practised and very polished routine. She got the about to fall section on her nose first. Down the hatch it went. Then she scraped her eye and eye brows. Pop, down the hatch. Then the forehead and the chin. What a choreographed beautiful movement. When she was reasonably clean, she looked at me.

Sud: You are such a perfectionist.

She said, elbowing me.

Me: Hey, we signed a big deal today. Couldn’t sign my name with a half load of ink.

Sud: Let me clean that pen up.

I stood up and watched Sud work. She went over inch by inch, sucking off her own drool. She went over the shaft and the balls. I loved watching her diligence. Then she looked up at me.

Sud: I need to use your washroom.

I threw a shirt at her.

Me: Go.

She wanted her underwear.

Me: Just go. No one is awake anyway.

She pulled my shirt as further down as it would go and then went out.

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