“Well, I just don’t want to do that to my *wife*,” Keeran had said. We’d been having one of those no-holds-barred, late-night-honesty type of discussions about our sex life, and he’d curve-balled me a bit. Rough throatfucking, the kind you see on darker porn sites. That was his secret fetish.
I’d deep-throated him plenty of times, and knew he loved it. But he’d never done more than hold my hair back while I did it so that it didn’t get in the way. After some forceful prompting, and promises not to get mad, I got him to show me the videos. We sat up in the dark of our bedroom, faces lit by the glow of porn on a phone screen. Deep, retching gurgles, desperate, whining gasps, insults, spitting, cum and bile everywhere.
“I’m sorry – I really don’t know why I like it, I shouldn’t have even said it…” he’d closed the browser, unprompted. It took me a moment to process the warmth between my thighs before responding.
“So, if not with me, then…”
My secret had been wanting to experiment with a third person. And I knew how tricky that could get for a guy’s possessive instincts – so I’d thought maybe another girl. And the joint revelations led us to a midtown motel room just a few weeks later.
Her name was Mika – a small-bodied Amerasian girl with thick, black hair that fell loosely over her petite shoulders. She was probably half my weight, and just one of my heavy, black tits would have been larger than both of her little tan ones combined. Keeran liked girls with some color, having grown up in Irish Catholic suburbs, and being desperate to embrace everything that was the opposite of his childhood.
Mika was a Tinder girl, with a pretty *forward* profile. She liked big dicks, and rough men – and until recently I’d have thought that Keeran only checked one of those boxes. He was 8 inches on a warm day, and *thick*. I’d gotten used to the cervix punching after 2 years of marriage, but I didn’t know how Mika was going to hold it together.
After the introductions and “pleasantries” (she jumped right into discussing favorite positions and porn stars) everyone’s clothes were lubed off with a few shots of Crown Royal. I took a seat on the armchair in the corner of the cheap room, and watched my pale ginger husband lay back against the double-bed’s headboard with a tiny Asian leaning over his lap. He shot little glances at me, with his hands held rigidly at his sides, while Mika stroked and slurped his crotch monster to life.
“Relax,” I mouthed silently to him, some of my braided hair draped over my shoulders as I lowered a hand to my pussy. I spread my knees a bit so that he could watch as I explored my clit with leisurely fingertips, and that seemed to settle his nerves. Involuntarily, I actually *grinned* when the small, strange woman lowered and gagged on Keeran’s cock for the first time. She didn’t pause, he didn’t apologize – he just reflexively scooped up her coarse waterfall of dark hair into a sort of ponytail handle with both hands.
Only, where normally he would offer me some encouragement after that move, he instead drove Mika’s head down with a guttural grunt and a flash of wild excitement in his eyes.
“Gh-*HAKK*,” she spluttered abruptly, the thick, white plum in her mouth jabbing against her throat, causing her to spray spittle all over his crotch and tangle of red pubes. Rather than recoiling, she responded with a deep moan, and slurped at the rivulets of her drool running down his wide shaft.
“*GHAKK*… mmhh… gh-*GHGHH*… ahm… *HGGKK*…*GHLMMM*…” he managed to ram the fat member through her gullet, and held her there, half-impaled, with her slender throat bulging like a bullfrog. Her taut hips wiggled above her knees, and she gurgled as he pushed her head further down. By the time her lips kissed the skin of his ballsack, I was rubbing my pussy pretty furiously.
“*Gak-gak-gak-gak-gak…*” the plunging of her throat was so rhythmic as he began humping and pushing that it had a lewd, musical quality to it. So wet, and objectifying. This cute, pre-med college girl whose mouth was probably just hours earlier explaining a procedure to a patient, was now having that same mouth stretched around a drool-soaked cock piston while her nose dribbled snot over a stranger’s nutsack.
“Oh my *god* you gross little slut,” Keeran breathed, rutting his hips up harder than before. He forced her nose into the wiry thicket of his pubes and held her there, tossing his curly head of hair back while Mika strained and reached for her own sopping little slit. When he wrenched her up in a hard, wet motion, she sucked in a ragged breath, before giggling playfully with teary eyes, and drool swaying from her lips.
“Come here,” Keeran barked hurriedly, as if some part of him worried he would wake up before he really got to savor the dream. He seized Mika’s slender arm and, standing up on the bed, hauled her against the headboard where he’d been sitting. She straightened up and opened her mouth obediently, as he loomed over her with his cock at face height. He palmed her head with both hands, and fed her his glistening girth inch by inch until her tiny throat obstructed his progress.
“Swallow… my… fucking… *meat*…” His commands issued in a rough voice that I hadn’t heard from him before, as he punched her throat hole with forceful hip thrusts, and she gagged like a grass-eating dog.
“*GHLRKK*,” her throat gave way, and between my husband’s milky thighs I could see the obscene Adam’s Apple he’d given her, while his balls pressed against her smooth, sharp chin. He’d explained to me once what a “Berserker” was, while I was watching him play one of his video games. And that was the word that drifted into my mind as I watched what came next. I lifted a pedicured foot onto the seat cushion of my chair, so that I could circle my clit more furiously while my jaw hung open in aroused disbelief.
(Part 2 cumming momentarily!)
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/yuf2mt/husband_has_a_dirty_secret_and_a_new_toy_part_1