After returning home from vacation, with the memories of all the things and people I’d done, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I wasn’t sure I could just go back to our normal lives, or even if I wanted to. I found myself hornier than I’d ever been before and unable to keep from thinking about sex. All kinds of sex. With all kinds of people. Friends. Hubby’s coworkers. Neighbors. Any guy who even glanced at me had me feeling like I needed his cock inside me.
Hubby seemed to go right back to his normal life with no indication he noticed any change in me, even though I’d started masturbating three or four times a day. He’d watched me hungrily fuck and suck complete strangers, but he didn’t seem to expect anything different from me. I was too embarrassed by my constant horniness and to mention how much I wanted sex all the time, even though he usually ended up fucking me a few times a week. I still needed more.
After about a month, Beth, a friend of mine, invited me and hubby to hang out with her and her husband, Doug, for the evening. I’d never necessarily considered Doug all that attractive, but I ended up spending way more time than I would have expected thinking about Doug and hubby taking turns fucking me. It left me horny and needing to get fucked so bad.
Dinner and hanging out went by slower than I imagined possible. I couldn’t wait to get home so hubby could fuck me and at least help me relieve some of my horniness. I hadn’t gotten a chance to masturbate the entire day, so I really needed the relief.
When the doorbell rang, Doug went to answer it, and one of his coworkers came in. Doug introduced us to Tyson, and my mouth practically hit the floor. Doug and Tyson worked construction. Tyson was well over six feet tall with thick muscles bulging under his shirt. His big hands caught my attention, and I immediately imagined them gripping my legs or waist or hips and tossing me around like a toy.
Keeping these embarrassing thoughts to myself as Tyson joined us, I squirmed in my chair as the ache to touch myself nearly overwhelmed me. I couldn’t sit still, and knew the others had to notice. I got up to get something to drink, and Beth said the cups were in the top of the cupboard.
Finally, alone in the kitchen, I considered trying to find a way to relieve some of the pressure that had built up inside me. But I had no idea if or when someone might walk in, and I wasn’t sure I could live with either of my friends or Doug’s buddy knowing how far down the rabbit hole I’d gone to complete debauchery.
I reached up to try and grab a glass from the top of the cabinet, not quite able to reach. A deep voice behind me asked if I needed help. It was Tyson. Facing away from him, I didn’t want to risk him seeing the flush I knew was in my cheeks, so I just said yes.
Before I could move out of the way, he appeared right behind me and one hand rested on my hip as the other reached up for a glass. He pressed into me from behind, and I felt a definite bulge in his pants.
The hand on my hip and his body pressing against me sent a shiver through my body, and a moan of pleasure escaped my lips. I clamped my mouth shut, unable to believe I had actually done that. I knew it was too quiet for the others in the other room to have heard, but there’s no way Tyson could have missed it. What was he going to think of me?
Instead of grabbing a glass, Tyson lowered his hand and rested it on my other hip. My heart raced, and I felt like I might hyperventilate. He pushed against me a little harder, and I definitely felt something big pressing against my ass. Another tiny moan escaped. This couldn’t be happening. Not here.
Tyson began rhythmically pushing his cock against my ass and I had to hold onto the counter to keep from collapsing. His huge hands on my hips squeezed and pulled and moved me right where he wanted me, and I let him. I was powerless to stop him.
I felt him lean down and put his mouth near my ear. He quietly asked if I wanted him to stop. Part of me did. A tiny fraction of me wanted to hold onto any self-respect I might have for myself when it came to Beth and Doug. But a much bigger part of me didn’t want him to stop. I didn’t answer.
He pressed harder, eliciting another moan of pleasure, and said it sounded like I liked it. He said it sounded like I needed it. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t do anything but revel in the ecstasy of the feelings.
A deep growl told me to touch myself. He said he knew I wanted to. I barely managed to shake my head and finally found my voice to tell him I couldn’t, and it wouldn’t be right. His hand came up and wrapped around my throat, tipping my head back slightly. He said he wasn’t asking and told me to touch myself.
Unable to fight the urge and his demands, I slowly lowered a hand down below my skirt and reached up to do as I was told. My panties were already wet, and the second my finger touch them, I shivered again. I slowly began tracing tiny circles around my clit, needing to relive the ache that had been building all day, and another louder moan escaped.
Tyson kept grinding against me, telling me I was a good girl and the things he’d like to do to me. When he asked if I’d like that, I couldn’t help but nod and make a noise of agreement. I felt an orgasm building, and I started to rub harder and faster. I wanted to cum. I needed it.
Tyson suddenly backed away and took my hand away from my needy pussy. I whimpered. He said he thought I’d look good with his cock in his mouth, and he told me to beg to suck it. Just the idea of doing that nearly overwhelmed me, but I barely managed to shake my head and tell him I couldn’t and that other people were just in the other room.
He squeezed his hand a little tighter around my throat again, raising my head. He again said he wasn’t asking, and he told me to beg to suck his cock. I resisted for a few seconds, knowing that once I did this, there was no going back. But feeling his massive cock pressing into my ass, I did want to suck it. I needed to. He told me what to do, and I couldn’t help but comply.
I begged to suck his cock. He said louder. Knowing I no longer had a choice, but still wanting to please him, I said it louder. He turned me around and slowly pushed me to my knees in front of him. His cock was right there in front of me, inches away from my face, and it looked even bigger than it had felt.
He told me to open his pants. I did. I could feel his cock beneath his boxers. He told me to pull it out. I looked around. I didn’t know what the others were doing or what they thought we were doing, but we were still alone on the kitchen. When I pulled his boxers down and released his massive cock, it fell out right in my face.
Unable to stop myself, I reached out and tried to wrap my hand around it. It was too thick. There was no way I was going to get much of it in my mouth, but I was suddenly determined to do my best.
Tyson put his hand behind my head and pulled me toward him. I opened my mouth and guided him into my mouth, excited to feel his warmth and thickness in my mouth. I opened wide and took the head and another couple inches, but there was no way the rest was going to fit.
Tyson slowly started sliding his cock in and out of my mouth. Both my hands were wrapped around it, sliding up and down as I did my best to fit it in my mouth. It felt incredible, and I moaned in ecstasy. I wanted to make him cum. I needed to please him and show him how good I was.
He pushed my top down, exposing my tits, and told me to touch myself again. Without hesitation, I dropped a hand to my pussy and started rubbing. Trying to do both was difficult, and I kept losing focus and rhythm. But his cock kept going farther and farther into my mouth as I relaxed my throat and took as much as possible.
When he unexpectedly pulled his cock out of my mouth, I whimpered loudly, not really caring anymore if anyone heard me. I needed him back inside me. I needed to make him cum. When he stood me up, I saw Beth, Doug, and hubby all standing there, watching us. But I didn’t care anymore. I couldn’t disappoint Tyson.
He told me to beg him to fuck me. I did. Immediately. No hesitation. No worry about where I was or who was watching. The idea of his cock in my pussy was all I cared about. I begged him to take me right there and fuck me.
Tyson turned me toward the kitchen island and bent me over, directly facing hubby and my friends. Tyson took ahold of my panties and yanked them off, and I shrieked in surprise. He shoved my skirt up around my waist, and I felt him rubbing his cock against my pussy.
As he teased me, he made me tell him how much I needed to get fucked and how much I wanted his cock in my pussy. I kept begging, knowing it was so close. All of a sudden, he shoved it in, slamming into the island, and I screamed in pleasure and pain.
It had been weeks since I’d had anything that big in my pussy, and I had to adjust again to the size. But within a few strokes, I was slamming back into him as hard as I could, needing to cum. Within seconds, the first orgasm hit me, and I screamed in pleasure.
Tyson kept fucking, not bothering to stop or even slow down. I knew hubby and my friends were watching me beg this stranger to fuck me harder and harder, but I didn’t care. I wanted to cum again. I needed to feel him explode inside me. I came again and again under his relentless fucking, and he just kept going.
When I felt Tyson’s rhythm change, I knew I was finally going to get what I needed. Then he suddenly pulled out, turned me around, pushed me down to my knees, and then came all over my tits and mouth. Hoping to get something, I wrapped my lips around his cock and felt the last few spurts of cum hit my tongue, and I greedily swallowed it all.
When he finally finished and pulled away, I collapsed back against the cabinet, barely able to stay upright. But hubby came around the island and stood over me. When he asked if I remembered the rules, I nodded, knowing it was his turn to fuck me. He stood me up and bent me over the counter again.
After Tyson’s onslaught, hubby slid in easily. He grabbed my hips and started fucking slow and hard, but getting faster and faster. Doug was right in front of me with his cock out and Beth stroking him. I unconsciously opened my mouth, figuring they expected me to suck his cock too. Beth and Doug both looked surprised, but he shuffled forward, and I hungrily took him into my mouth.
With hubby fucking my pussy and Doug fucking my mouth, I came one more time before I felt hubby’s speed change, and I knew he was close. Doug grunted, and I quickly swallowed his load as I finally felt hubby cum in my pussy, which sent me over the edge for one last orgasm for the night.
