How it started…. part 12 [MF] [cheating]

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That afternoon as we set up for the party my husband very conveniently decided he needed to nap. So he headed off inside and left B and I to continue the set up.

It wasn’t long at all until his hands were all over me, I was stacking bottles of champagne into the fridge when he came up behind me and gripped my hips roughly pulling me back against him and pressing his already hard cock into my ass. I let out a low groan and rubbed myself against him, the thin material of my dress sticking to the wetness between my legs due to my lack of panties.

‘We shouldn’t…’ I say in mild protest turning in his arms. I put my hands around his neck and pull him close to kiss me.

‘Are you refusing?’ He asks me, lips lightly brushing against mine as he talks, his hands rubbing over my ass. ‘Because it doesn’t feel like you’re saying no?’

‘Mmmm, no of course not’ I moan in reply.

His lips press more firmly and he starts to kiss me, tongue delving deep, his hand now sliding up my thigh to feel my wet pussy. His fingers are in a V and he’s rubbing me in an infuriatingly frustrating way. Fingers running each side of my clit over and over but not directly touching it.

‘So ready, such a good girl’ he tells me between kisses as he plays

‘Please’ I beg rocking my hips against his fingers, looking for that extra bit of contact

‘Turn the fuck around and pull your skirt up’ he snarls at me

I do as I’m told. Slamming the fridge door shut as I turn, the champagne long but forgotten. I lift my skirt up for him, exposing my naked ass and then lean over the nearby bench. He’s already on his knees behind me and I can feel his breath right against my pussy as he talks

‘Not that you need it, but you know I love to taste you’ he says before he spreads my cheeks and buries his tongue in my already soaked pussy. He pushes his tongue deep a few times and then swipes it along my lips before standing. I let out a groan of frustration. I want more, that was not even close to being enough.

‘Please…..’ I plead

‘Please what?’ He asks me, as I hear him unzip.

‘Please, give me more’

‘Oh I will….’ he reassures me as he rubs his cock against my slippery labia. As he starts to slowly push his dick inside me he finishes his sentence ‘…but you’re not going to cum’

‘Fuuuuucccck’ I hiss just as he grips my hips and pulls me back harshly the rest of the way onto him.

‘Don’t you fucking cum’ he says through gritted teeth as he starts to fuck me. Hard.

Honestly, the moment he tells me I’m not allowed I’m instantly at the edge. His fingertips are searing marks into my hips, my own desperately digging into the edge of the bench as he bounces me backwards onto his hard cock.

The way he’s breathing heavily into my ear I know he’s not looking to last long, his cock is rubbing vigorously against my g-spot with every thrust. My own breathing is harsh too. I’m taking deep breathes in through my nose and expelling the air in long slow breaths through my mouth trying to calm myself and keep myself from tumbling over that cliff.

It’s probably barely been 5 minutes but his rough manhandling of me builds my orgasm incredibly quickly.

‘Oh, please, oh, please’ I plead with him

‘Don’t fucking cum’ he commands again

My orgasm is so fucking close I can taste it and I desperately want to give in to it but I know better, I fight it hard.

‘Please, please, please’ I beg of him

‘Don’t. You. Fucking. Dare’ he tells me again. He’s got one hand in my hair now and he’s pulling it back hard. I’m right on the brink.

‘Pleeeeeeaaaaassssssseeeee’ I say in pleading, my voice is high and tight and as I speak my pussy starts to throb and clench on his dick and I know he feels it. He instantly pulls out, spins me around without relaxing his grip on my hair and forces my mouth open. It’s too late though and he’s already cumming. As his hand pumps his cock his cum splashes onto the floor, my chest, my face and a few drops hit my obediently awaiting tongue.

Meanwhile my poor empty pussy is clenching on nothing, my orgasm mostly ruined.

He takes his thumb and wipes up the cum that’s on my face and chest and pushes it into my mouth for me to suck clean.

‘You missed’ I say cheekily to him as I look down at my chest, a few stray droplets soaking into the material of my black and white striped dress.

‘Did I?’ He asks smugly ‘maybe I wanted to make a mess of you’

I laugh lightly at him as I stand

‘I better clean up, I’ve still got to go and get ice’

‘No’ he says with that truly wicked grin on his face

‘What?’ I ask puzzled

‘You’re going like that’ he informs me ‘marked as mine’

‘Ummm… nah’ I laugh in reply

He raises his eyebrow at me ‘Want to bet?’

‘Uh…’

‘Didn’t think so’ he says smugly

‘I seriously can’t!!!’ I protest

‘S there’s like 6 drops of cum on your dress… no one will know what it is, but I will. You’re going like that because I fucking said so. Unless you don’t want another orgasm at all this weekend…..’ he says trailing off.

‘Fuck’ I reply. I know better than to doubt the truth in his words.

‘Good girl’ he tells me and pulls me close for another kiss before spanking my ass and sending me on my way.

With no panties on and his cum drying on me, I do as I’m told and run my final errands. I’m totally nervous about it but I can feel between my legs that I really do love it. Sometimes I think he knows me better than I know myself…

Thankfully I didn’t get too close to anyone while I was out so I doubt they saw the cum stains but I should mention it was a super windy day and my skirt blew up while I was at the ice machine at the car wash. An older guy washing his car 100% got a flash of my bare ass. B fucking loved hearing about it when I got back too.

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