I felt cum drying on my back as I sucked and licked Evan’s hanging meat. The tension in the room was palpable and I loved it.
After a moment, I sat back on my knees, looked up, and waited for instructions. Evan ran a slow, petting hand over my head and looked down at me.
“How much can I punish your slutty little body?” He asked rhetorically.
I smiled obediently and whispered, “not enough.”
Slap!
My head wipped to the side as the sting of his palm spread across my cheek.
“I’ll break that attitude.” I heard Evan growl with amusement. “Look at your husband.”
I looked over my shoulder to my husband. He was still seated with his pants open. I wondered how I looked: naked, a red palm print on my face and streams of seeman decorating my back.
“Tell him want you want to do know.”
I opened my mouth slightly. I wasn’t sure what to say. In the moment, I decided to say the dirtiest thought that came into my head.
“I want to you film Evan fucking me on our bed. Then I want you to text the video to two buddies and see if they can do better.”
Evan started petting me again. I looked up at his approving grin. “Can I show you to your room?”
“Yes you can.” I stood up and ran my hands down his rock hard chest and abs. “Two buddies, huh?”
Smiling coyly I cooed, “In case you get tired.”
Slap!
I winced and looked back at my husband. I wondered how he felt seeing another man slap my bare ass.
Slap!
The other cheek got hot.
“Come on, bitch. Show where you pay the bills.”
…
I’ve been fucked brainless in my bed before. Something told me as I walked in, that tonight would be different.
Everywhere I looked in the entry hall, the open bathroom and all across the master bed, I saw shadows of my other two wild nights. My cunt ached from the memories.
At the bed I turned back and looked at Evan.
For the third time in my life, I found myself standing naked in front of another man and waiting breathlessly for him to fuck me stupid.
Evan walked over and wrapped a firm hand around my throat. He shoved his tongue into my mouth and painted it with his sweet saliva. Then he pushed me onto my back and parted my thighs with his knees. A cold look in his eyes made it clear he had one thing on his mind.
He looked over his shoulder and barked as my husband snuck into the room. “Start filming, buddy. She’s gonna need proof.” Looking back he growled at me, “Anything you wanna say, now that the camera’s rolling?”
My body was electric. By cunt was dripping wet. There’s only one thing i wanted to make clear to my husband, the camera and my lover.
“Don’t hold back.”
Evan burried his pole inside me, stretching my pussy like a balloon. My stomach crunched as he fucked the air from my chest. “Oh fuck!” I groaned as he pulled back, drilled back deeper inside and sent an electric orgasm through my thighs. “Oh God it’s deep!” I cried as his cock pushed back all my walls. My girly fingers helplessly clutched at his ribbed abs as he started his riding rythm.
I was spasming each time he pulled back. Evan wasthrusting full bore now, leave my cunt gaping each time be backed out for fun. After a few minutes his sweat started dripping down as he mercilessly plowed by babymaker.
I looked to the side with my face flushed red and saw my husband standing beside the bed. Camera in one hand and cock in another, he was catching every pornographic angle.
“Anything for the camera, baby?” Evan growled.
I looked straight into the lens as he ruthlessly punished my twat and said the honest truth in my head.
“I’m a dirty, cheating slut and I need the whore fucked out me.”
…
A lifetime later, Evan’s slippery body began to buck wildly. “Dude, I hope your chick takes pills.” Grabbing my neck, clutching my hip, he leaned over me and raked his tongue through my mouth again. “I’ma breed you, bitch.”
I felt like a hose off hot syrrup upload in my cunt. It balooned my uterus and made my thighs quiver. “Oh yes!” I moaned helplessly.
Then there was a still silence.
Evan dismounted and stood over me. “How you feel now?”
I looked at him and moaned breathlessly.
“Useful.”
Evan pulled my husband over as he backed away and said, “get in close and see what I left.” I couldn’t move, laying flat on my back with my legs spread wide. My tits were heaving as I gasped for air.
The camera whired as it shifted to a close focus. Later, I would blush bright red at the sight of my swollen clit spasming rivlets of Evan’s seed. The rippling stream ran from my pussy and around down between be ass cheeks before pooling on the bed under my back.
I’ve been nailed hard before, again and again. I’ve been marathon banged, spit-roasted and doubled penetrated.
I have never been so savagely bitch fucked..and hated how much I loved every painful second.
…
My husband tapped his phone to stop the video.
“Throw it here, bro.” Evan ordered.
I saw the device fly over me. “I’ll find a couple fellas who wanna join the second episode.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7mr2tt/a_tinder_tale_pt4_mfm