“What’s the smile on your face for?” James asks.
“Oh, just a stupid meme on Facebook,” I reply.
We drink our coffees in silence until James says, “I probably shouldn’t say this, but I’m almost certain Michael wants you.”
Blushing, I reply, “You mean sexually?”
“Yes, did you not see the way he was looking at you? And don’t think I didn’t notice his deliberate move of sitting between us, he chose to sit rather close to you,” he says.
Trying not to show you how excited this topic of conversation makes me I grab your hand, look you in the eye and say, “Don’t be stupid, he’s married, your best friend, and we went to his wedding. Don’t forget.”
“I know, but doesn’t stop him from looking, does it? Just like it didn’t stop you from checking him out on his wedding day. I knew that’s why we had the most incredible sex that night, but I just figured I’d let you have your little fantasy.”
“Sorry, Babe,” I say feeling a little guilty. “I honestly didn’t think you would even notice, and I certainly don’t want it to cause a problem between us.”
We have finished our coffees, so both stand up. You wrap your arm around my waist gripping at my hip and whisper in my ear, “don’t worry, it turns me on more than anything.”
I look at you a little stunned but say nothing, so you break the silence again. “Well the thought does, but you doing anything about your fantasy is a no go okay?”
“Of course, I wouldn’t dream of it,” I say as I look down at my feet, knowing full well I’m planning just that.
When we get home, I notice a text from Michael; “You free tonight? I’m itching to get my hands on you now I’ve had a little taste.”
“No sorry, James is home tonight. Meet me tomorrow, at noon at the Durly Inn. I’ll book us a room.”
I feel kind of guilty but not enough to not go ahead with this, I’ve waited far too long. Besides, if James is already aware then maybe I might eventually be able to get him involved too.
“Hey babe, do you mind if I meet some of the girls tomorrow at lunchtime for a bite to eat and a few drinks?” I say as I sit down on the sofa next to James.
“Of course not, love, you haven’t been out for ages you deserve some fun. As long as you are home, for about five so I can go to work I have no problem with it,” he says, smiling at me.
Leaning in towards me, positioning his body over mine, James says, “Speaking of fun, fancy a quickie before the kids get home? I’m rather turned on after seeing him sitting next to you.”
Instead of answering I pull you down for a kiss and let my hands explore your body under your clothes, running my hands down over your torso. You don’t quite have a six-pack but enough to be muscular and I love how your body feels under my hands. I start to undo your belt and push my hand down into your jeans beneath your boxers and start to play with you, a nice slow pace to start, building up to a much faster pace as your mouth leaves mine and you kiss down the side of my neck.
“You make me so damn hard, Sarah.”
“I love how hard you get for me,” I pant back.
You sit up so that you are straddling me and slip a hand up my dress, pull my knickers to the side and run your fingers up and down my already sticky lips.
“You don’t need any help getting ready for me today,” you say and shift back over me pulling your jeans down below your butt cheeks, positioning your cock head at my entrance.
You free my breasts from the dress pressing your torso against them as you thrust deep inside me. My head instantly goes back as I bask in the pleasure of you filling me up so fully and deeply. You circle your hips around, your cock grinding around my insides, causing a whimper to escape my lips. I bring my legs up and wrap them around you, giving you deeper access as you pound in and out of me, both of us panting hard now. I try to meet your thrusts by bringing my hips up to meet yours each time as I feel my orgasm building. I reach between us both so I can rub my clit to help it along. Within a minute or two you are moaning.
“Oh Sarah, I’m going to cum.”
I can feel your cock twitching inside of me, ready to erupt. My pussy lips clench around your shaft as I cum with you milking you for every last drop you have. You collapse on top of me, your cock still jerking inside of me, and I feel our juices soaking my thighs. A few minutes pass and we both move to clean up the mess we just created, but before I jump in the shower, I call the Inn to make a reservation.
The evening goes by pretty quickly, with very few exchanges between the two of us once all the kids are in bed so I decide to go to bed early, I’m going to need all my strength for tomorrow. I send Michael a message before curling up to sleep.
“Can’t wait to see and feel all of you tomorrow. x S x ”
I must have drifted straight off because when I woke the bright sunlight was shining through the window, the birds were tweeting, and I could feel James’ member pressed up against my butt while he sleeps. I pick up my phone to check the time and see a message from Michael.
“Oh, you are going to feel every inch of me, I have much more that needs accommodating compared to James.”
I smirk at the thought and roll out of bed, jumping in the shower quickly before heading downstairs to make breakfast for everyone and then back upstairs to get dressed. I have a hard time choosing my lingerie as I don’t know what Michael will like. I go for something that has a little bit of a BDSM vibe to it, in hopes he will like it. Sticking with the same sort of vibe for my outfit, I chose a black leather miniskirt with fishnet tights, thigh-high boots, and a slightly oversized caramel, off-the-shoulder jumper, tucking it into the front of the skirt. James enters the bedroom just as I complete my hair and makeup, applying my dark brown lipstick.
“Fuck, you look hot,” He exclaims as he grabs my waist and kisses my neck.
“Thanks, baby, after yesterday I wanted to look as good as you made me feel,” I say before kissing his lips softly, being careful not to smudge my lipstick.
Checking my phone, I see it’s almost 10.30 am so I have some time to spare. I head downstairs to make a coffee and ask if you want one.
“Yes please,” you say. “Be down in a minute.”
While the coffee machine is doing its magic, I take the chance to snap a sexy pic down my jumper, showing a glimpse of the strappy harness-like bra I am wearing, and send it to Michael. I quickly receive a reply from him.
“Oh hell yes, now that is damn sexy. I’m counting down the minutes until I get to see it for real.”
I can feel myself grinning ear to ear when suddenly James says, “You normally only smile like that for me, so who’s got you grinning like a Cheshire cat?”
“It was just Lauren,” I say looking up from my phone.
“You know what she’s like, she’s always teasing me. I sent her a picture of what I’m wearing, and she said I’d be mind fucked by a lot of people today her included.”
“She’s right, I’m already wanting to fuck you, but I know you have to go so I can wait, tell Lauren I said she best behave herself because you are mine and no one else, okay?”
“Don’t worry babe, you know I only have eyes for you,” I lie as I walk out the door. “I’ll see you tonight.”
Lauren is my best friend of twenty+ years and she knows exactly what I am about to do, she doesn’t approve as such but she agreed to be my cover story if one day she gets a free pass to do whatever she wants to either me or James and I wasn’t going to say no.
Arriving at the Inn I sit at the bar and order a drink to calm my nerves while I wait. I’m fifteen minutes early, but the time passes quickly and before I know it Michael has arrived looking sexier than ever in his Black pinstripe suit, crisp White Shirt, and silky Caramel tie. I wonder if he chose it to match my jumper from the pic, I sent him earlier. I can see his abs straining against his shirt and all I want to do is stroke them.
My eyes glance down at his crotch, making me understand exactly what he meant in his text earlier. If that’s what he’s like non aroused, then I’m in for a treat. Blushing at the thought, I look up at Michael who has been watching me take all of him in, his head cocked to the side, “like what you see?” he says.
With pure hunger in my eyes, I say, “yes you know I do, let’s go,” and off we go to the room, not taking our eyes off of each other the whole way.
The second the key card unlocks the door our hands are grasping at each other’s bodies and our lips lock in a lust-filled kiss. We waste no time undressing each other, but never breaking that kiss until I am stood in just my lingerie and boots. Michael takes a step back, looks me up and down, and says nothing, walks towards me. Snaking his arm around the back of my head he grabs a fist full of my hair and uses his body to force me up against the wall.
“So, you like to be a bad girl huh?”
“Oh yes, you have no idea. My inner whore rarely gets to come out and play,” I reply.
“Don’t you worry, she’s coming out to play today,” he says as he nibbles down my neck to my breasts and bites down on my nipple through the straps on the bra.
Letting go of my hair his hand clasps around my neck, just enough to be forceful without hurting or marking me. He continues to move down my body nibbling at my skin and his hands follow suit grasping me wherever he can. Now on his knees at my feet, he grabs both my ass cheeks and forces my pussy into his face taking in a big deep breath.
“You smell incredible, and you look incredible, please tell me if I’m being too rough though, okay?” He speaks.
“I will don’t worry,” I reply as I tug his hair and hold his head against my sex so he can take in my aroma some more.
Bringing one of his hands around he rubs me through my underwear, feeling how warm and moist I am already.
“Hey, Michael?” I speak.
“Yes?” he replies.
“Stand up, I want to caress that muscular chest of yours.”
He obliges my request and I undo the remainder of his shirt buttons, pushing it from his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Running my hands from his shoulders down his perfected abs to the waistband of his trousers, I grasp at his shaft, giving it a rub, and then get on my knees before him. Looking up, catching his gaze, I open his trousers to reveal his huge, thick cock and take the tip in my mouth. I so want to take him in all the way, but I don’t think I can.
“Sarah, let me take control?” He asks and I just nod.
Next thing I know, Michaels’s, hands are in my hair and he’s bringing my head forward onto his cock inch by inch. A few inches in and I gag, so he holds still for a few seconds letting my throat accommodate him, and then continues forcing me to swallow him down into the very depth of my throat, again I gag, and he holds still for a few more seconds.
“You like how I feel in your throat?” He says pulling my head back a little so I’m looking up at him.
I nod my head again. Michael starts to thrust in and out of my throat never fully leaving the space he has occupied. Saliva is escaping the corner of my lips, dripping down onto my breasts and I’m sure I can feel my eyes watering from how deep he is. I’m sure I look a hot mess but fuck this is so good. He starts picking up the pace and I start to gag a lot more so I forcefully pull my head away.
“I don’t think so,” Michael says as he forces himself back into my mouth.
“You wanted my cock, well now you’ve got it and you’re going to keep sucking this beast until I’m ready to explode.”
I try to Relax my throat, to stop myself from gagging, and as I get used to the pace, I start to enjoy it, taking over sliding my lips up and down him. I can feel the tip of him twitching and I know he’s so close, so I pull him from my mouth and grab him with both hands stroking him rapidly as he steadies himself against the wall.
“Cum for me Michael, cum all over my breasts,” I demand, and seconds later streams and streams of warm, white cum land all over my ample breasts.
I open my mouth and lean my head down towards my tits, hoping to catch a taste. A bead of his cum lands right on the tip of my tongue and a few more on my lips which I lap up, not wanting to waste a drop.
“Enjoying my cum there, you dirty little whore?” Michael pants.
“Yes, you taste so good,” I reply while looking up at him with pure lust in my eyes.
“Good, that means you can have this too,” he says, as he runs his fingers over my breasts collecting his cum and shoving them in my mouth. I greedily suckle his fingers clean.
Pulling me up from the floor he leads me over to the bed and heads straight between my legs to taste my sweet pussy. Spreading me wide open he asks, “Can I take a photo, you know for later?”
I enthusiastically agree. Having my lips spread open wide and photos taken is something I secretly enjoy but I’ve only ever done it with James, so to have another man do it and expose my most intimate parts makes it feel so much more whoreish. The sensation of his fingers holding me wide open is too much for me.
“Either fuck me or taste me, I need you,” I demand.
“Oh, don’t you worry I’m going to do both,” Michael says.
He puts his phone down and moves his head as close to my lips as he can and forces his tongue deep inside, swirling around my inside walls, licking for all his life is worth like he’s trying to scoop out every last drop of my sweet nectar. My hips are bucking into his face forcing him to go deeper as I moan his name.
“Oh, Michael. Fuck! Yes! Michael! That’s so fucking good.”
Removing his tongue, he slides one, then two fingers inside me searching for that sweet spot right up on the inside wall. When he finds it, he rubs it firmly but slowly and I can feel my walls clenching around his big fingers. He must sense how close I’m getting because he pulls out right before I’m about to scream, “I’m going to cum,” and crawls up my body pressing his hard chest against mine and his now throbbing hard cock up against my moist pussy lips and he begins to thrust, gently rubbing against my clitoris. I meet his thrusts increasing the pleasure for us both. His cock feels rock solid against me now and I want nothing more than to feel him inside me. I reach down between us and position the tip of his cock at my dripping entrance.
“Please fuck me now, I need to feel you inside me,” I beg as I stare directly into his eyes.
The tip of his cock stretches me so far open, and I can still feel him pushing past more, it’s a painful pleasure as he eases his way inside my waiting pussy. Extra lubrication is not needed because I am already so aroused. Finally, after a few minutes, all of his monster cock is inside me, I’m not sure how but it is, and I’ve never felt so full in my life. I never want to fuck another cock again, just this one.
“I don’t know how I managed to fit inside you, but my God you fit around me perfectly like no one ever has before. I’ve never been this deep inside someone,” Michael says as he holds still, looking at me.
I can feel his cock twitching inside me, and I wiggle around a little prompting him to start thrusting in and out of me. He goes slow, so I can get used to him and takes his cue to speed up from my moans. As I get closer to orgasm, I dig my nails into his firm arse cheeks and force him even deeper inside me, his balls now slapping against my arse as he slides in and out. I cum hard around his cock and my body arches up as wave after wave of pleasure shoots through me. In one smooth move, Michael wraps his arm around my back and pulls me right to his chest as he sits up then turns over laying down on his back and lowering me back down onto his still rock-hard cock. Looking me dead in the eyes he says, “You wanted to be a whore, so fuck me like one, and don’t you dare stop if you cum again, you’re going to keep fucking me until I say so.”
I go to speak, but he simply covers my mouth and all that comes out are muffled noises, so I get myself in a better position so that I’m now squatting over him and I squat up and down as fast as my legs will allow me to, he feels even deeper like this and after a minute or two I’m ready to cum again. As I squat back down onto his dick my pussy clenches so tightly around him as I cum again and collapse onto his chest. He immediately pushes me back up.
“I said don’t you dare stop if you cum again, now keep going. Fuck me like your life depends on it,” He says.
I push my hand into his chest to steady myself as I circle my hips around, the pleasure is so intense having cum twice already but I’m determined to do exactly what he says, so I start to move my hips up and down. His cock now slides in and out of me with a little more ease due to my juices. I can feel them dripping out of me and I’m sure his balls must be covered. He grabs my hips to help guide me knowing that I’m not quite ready to steady myself completely yet.
We get into a good rhythm, and we are both moaning. I lean forward and kiss him passionately, our tongues dancing around in each other’s mouths, frantically exploring every inch. He’s panting hard now, and I can feel he isn’t that far from shooting his load inside me, so we move positions again, this time I’m on all fours and he is fucking me from behind. He grips my hip with one hand and his other hand has snaked around to my clit and is rubbing it vigorously. He wants me to cum again but this time with him. I start to thrust back onto him as he thrusts into me causing us to almost slam into each other and the sensation is so powerful that within three thrusts we have both cum together and collapsed onto the bed below us, Michael landing on top of me his cock still semi-hard inside me.
We must have fallen asleep from the exhaustion and a text on Michael’s phone arouses us both. He is still inside me and once he realizes it, he is instantly hard again, and I want him again. Looking out the window I can see it’s starting to get dark.
“Shit Michael, what’s the time?”
He picks up his phone.
“It’s 4.15 pm,” he replies.
I let out a sigh of relief as he pulls his cock out from Inside me allowing me to crawl further up the bed and get under the warm covers. It was a little chilly.
“I have to go soon; I need to be home by 5 pm for James to go to work,” I say.
“Well can I make you cum one more time first? I want you to cum in my mouth,” Michael says.
“You know I’m not going to turn down having your head between my legs, but I’ve never cum more than three times before, so you can try but you may not succeed,” I reply as I pat the bed next to me. Michael climbs in beside me and lays down so he is almost flat.
“Come and sit on my face, let me eat your juicy pussy, and don’t be afraid to grind against me, okay, I love it,” he says.
I do as I’m told, at first feeling a little shy about it but soon forgetting how I feel when the pleasure takes over. His whole mouth is over my clit and labia, and he is sucking at my engorged little bud like a suction cup. Reaching behind me he pushes a finger inside me and rubs his thumb against my tight little arsehole, pushing just enough that my little pink hole is puckering under his thumb. Now I am moaning and gyrating against his mouth. I can feel his chin rubbing against my sticky slit each time I grind against his face.
“Oh, Michael,” I moan as he slips another finger inside me finding my sweet spot as his mouth is still suckling at my clit. Sensing my orgasm rapidly approaching he replaces his mouth with a finger and moves his mouth down to my opening to catch my juices as his two fingers are still rubbing against my sweet spot. He’s now lapping at my pussy, not wanting to miss a drop of my nectar as I clench around his fingers.
“Mmm, baby you taste like honey,” He pants between licks.
His fingers are still inside me and he can feel me pulsating around them so he decided to keep rubbing me but more gently now, knowing I must feel tender and thoroughly abused.
“Oh, please don’t I can’t take anymore,” I say but he just holds me in place and carries on.
After a couple of minutes, he asks me to lie down, so I do and he gets between my legs forcing my thighs into my chest as he continues his assault of my dripping, used pussy.
“You’re going to remember this day forever,” he says as he looks up at me with his mouth still eating my pussy.
He starts fucking me harder and faster with his fingers and flicks over my clit more rapidly. I’m writhing around now, barely able to take the pleasure and just as I think I’m going to cum again I squirt all over him. Something I have never experienced before, and the feeling is incredible. He sits back basking in the glory of making me squirt and just slowly strokes himself and my slit up and down. The whole bed is soaked, and I don’t know whether to be embarrassed or delighted.
Michael breaks the silence, “That was fucking incredible. James never told me you were a squirter.”
“I’m not, I never have before,” I manage to say.
“Well then you will never forget this day, will you?” he replies.
“Erm… I guess not,” I say, feeling rather shy about what just happened.
“Trust me, that’s the sexiest thing I have seen for years, and I hope I can get you to do it again for me one day. Now let’s get dressed before you are late,” he says.
We get cleaned up and dressed and I fix my hair and makeup we head down to the lobby of the hotel parting with one last passionate kiss and an arse squeeze from him. Just before I arrive home, I get a text from Michael.
“Hopefully I’ll be seeing you again soon, you are so damn sexy Sarah. James is a lucky man.”
I smile put my phone away and walk into my house kissing James, Hello & goodbye as he walks out the door to work.
