Tuesday
Evening at Home
Georgia had followed
Luther's idea and asked the bank manager to put her in for a reward for
stopping the bank robbery. The manager
had readily agreed although he was unsure how the corporate office would feel
about it and it would depend on what the police put in their report. That part Georgia did not worry about, as she
was sure that Luther would include the proper words if he so desired. She almost forgot to deposit her check but
just as she was leaving the bank she remembered why she was there in the first
place.
So now she was
finally home, her adrenaline having spiked and receded and feeling the need for
food and rest. She gave her husband the
subliminal message to draw her a bubble bath and then bring her a glass of red
wine while she soaked for an hour. That
should give him plenty of time to conjure something up in the kitchen. She had only taken a few sips of the wine
when she felt her eyelids becoming extremely heavy and she carefully set the
glass down so that she did not spill it.
Before she knew it she was sound asleep under the blankets of warm soapy
water. She experienced the most
wonderful dream of hard bodies, hard cocks,
and soft lips and she wished that it could come true. As the water cooled, it brought her back to
a state of semi-wakefulness. She was
surprised to feel someone lifting her out of the cold water and surrounding her
with a heavy plush towel. A glass was
being held to her lips and as she took a sip from it she felt a gentle warm glow sliding down her throat and spreading
outward from her stomach. Another sip
was offered and accepted and she could now feel the warmth settling between her
thighs. The towel had somehow magically
disappeared and strong hands were massaging the globes of her breasts. "Oh Carter that feels so delicious
please don't stop." And she allowed
herself to settle back against the body of the man behind her. Only when his cock began to slide between her
legs and against the folds of her pussy did she realize that it was impossible
that this man was her husband. But his
thumbs were now making little circular motions around her nipples as the rest
of his hands were busy squeezing the flesh of her breasts and she did not care
whom it was that was taking these liberties as long as he did not stop his
ministrations.
She spread her legs
just slightly allowing that cock to move deeper between her legs. As the tip passed her clit it sent little
electric shocks throughout her body and she felt her cunt being lubricated by a
combination of her own juices and his pre-cum.
He was slowly moving back and forth and with each pass his cock
stimulated her clit even more and soon she was writhing in passion desperately
in need of that cock sliding inside and burying itself to the hilt in the hot
flesh of her canal. "Oh dear God,
please fuck me." She moaned.
"As you wish, my
child." Came the answer and she felt herself being lifted in two powerful
arms and carried towards the bed in the adjoining room. She looked up into the face of a total
stranger but she was not in the least afraid of him. Instead,
she felt perfectly safe in his arms and could not wait for him to lay her down
and take her. She gave no thoughts to
how he might have gotten into her house, nor did she care at the moment. She turned her face up so that he would have
access to her lips and was rewarded as he bent his head allowing his lips to
gently brush hers. But instead of taking
possession of his mouth he pulled back as she desperately tried to reach out
with her tongue to taste him. She moaned
with frustration and he gave her a little laugh in return. "You are a hot little cunt, aren't
you?" Her mind was far too foggy to
remember being called a cunt earlier and how she had reacted. At this very moment,
she thought the description was apt.
He laid her gently on
the bed and came to rest beside her. She
did not understand why he was not between her legs plowing her cunt with that
huge pole between her legs. In fact, he was not even allowing the tip of
his meat to make contact with her leg. Instead, he was spreading her thighs with his
hands and was gently brushing his fingers against the sensitive skin of her
inner thighs. She begged him to please
fuck her but still he persisted in just narrowly missing the edges of her pussy
with his thumbs. She was going almost
insane with passion and she knew that she was emitting large volumes of mucus
and that some of it was actually running out of her and probably wetting the
comforter under her hips. She wanted
desperately to reach up and pull his head down so that they could lock lips but
for some reason, she was not able to move
her hands. She tried to close her legs
onto those torturous hands but she found that they would not move as well.
From somewhere far
off she could hear her husband calling her telling her that dinner was ready
and on the table but the last thing on her mind was food. "Please Carter, come up here and beg him
to fuck me." She thought not caring
that if he did come her would find her in the arms of another man. All she cared was that someone would put his
cock inside her now wet, hot and aching cunt.
His hands left her inner thighs and returned to her breasts but again he
refused to touch her nipples coming only to the edge of her areoles. But this did,
in fact, stimulate the nipples; as they were now so hard and straining
against her skin. "Please, at least, kiss me,"
She begged. "I am going out
of my mind."
She heard Carter
clear his throat in the doorway and only then did the stranger mount her body
and bring his lips down hard against hers.
She knew her husband was watching her get ravished by a total stranger
but for some reason that only drove her passion to new heights. She willingly opened her mouth giving his
tongue access and she pushed her own tongue hard against it to taste and feel
its texture. Without even trying she
could hear the anguish in Carter's mind as he was deciding how to intervene and
stop what was happening to his wife. She
did not care at that moment how hurt or upset he might be but she was not going
to allow him to get in the way of her being fucked by this stranger. "Carter don't you dare try to stop him
from fucking me. You stand there and watch
or you come over here and help but do not interfere." And then she went back to exploring the man's
mouth with her tongue. She gladly
accepted his moisture that he offered and she pushed some of her own onto his
tongue all the time thrusting her hips up to give him access to her tunnel.
The man raised his
head away from her lips and began to nuzzle the side of her neck giving little
nips with his teeth, which sent electric shocks downward to her nipples and
further down to her clit. She heard him
say, "Lick your wife." And
within a second, she felt a tongue slide
up the folds of her pussy and began ministering to her clit. The tongue had barely made contact when she
threw her hips into the air, whipped her head back hard against the pillow and
screamed as a huge orgasm overtook her.
It seemed to go on for hours as that tongue kept lapping away at her
clit and slit. Then she felt the mouth
leaving her cunt and a hard body taking its place between her legs. "Guide me into your wife, wimp." She heard him demand. And then that huge cock finally began
stretching her entrance. From somewhere
she could hear someone weeping and the sound seemed to add to her arousal. She reached out with her mind and she could
feel the anguish in her husband. But
instead of trying to soothe him she wanted to add to his discomfort. "See how a real man fucks me." She thought.
"Watch as his cock reaches places that your tiny piece of meat
could never find. Look how he stretches
me out. Once he is through with me I
will be ruined for your tiny little dick.
Why don't you kiss his ass and show him how grateful you are for the
pleasure he is giving me." And then
the sobs grew even louder and stronger.
A wonderful sense of
peace overtook her mind even while her body was rising to new heights of
pleasure. She knew that this situation
was completely right and proper. Never
before had she felt such a concord between what she was doing and what she
should be doing. Not a single doubt
crept in to ruin the feelings of the moment.
She no longer needed to reach out to Carter. She knew that he would do everything that was
needed for her gratification even though it pained him deeply. And his pain was as needed as the pleasure
that the big cock was bringing to her depths.
She could feel another huge orgasm approaching and she knew that Carter
could tell what was happening as well and that made it all the better. It felt like he could go on all night but
after the third orgasm, she was beginning
to get a little sore so she asked him to please fill her cunt with cum and he
obliged. Never before in her life had
she felt so much liquid being pumped into the depths of her cunt and that
caused her to explode one more time.
Georgia closed her
eyes and allowed her body to totally relax.
It seemed that every nerve ending had gone into a deep sleep mode except
for a slight twitch in her pussy. And
even that did not disturb her but was actually just a pleasant afterglow from the tremendous sex she had
enjoyed. This was the most relaxed she
had ever felt and she allowed herself to drift off into a blissful dreamless sleep.
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