Chapter 3
Cindy felt a little bruised and sore as she stretched out in a hot, soapy bath. She had the radio playing soft music, but she could still hear her husband moving around in the bedroom. She kept thinking about everything that had happened to her that evening. She couldn't believe it.
Especially when she thought about Paul.
She had always thought that she might some day have an affair with one of her friends. She had always had it all planned out in her mind. A brief romantic interlude with a good-looking stud wouldn't have done any harm.
But Paul had taken all the romance out of it. He had left her as weak and as shaken as a helpless child. He had left Adam to fuck her like an animal and she had loved it.
"I just can't believe it happened," Cindy murmured softly.
"Did you say something, honey?" Brad asked, calling from the bedroom.
"No," she replied hastily.
She wondered what her husband would think if he knew what had happened that evening. She wondered what he would do. Brad was not a violent man. He had always been quiet and gentle. But he was big enough and athletic enough to handle himself if he was forced to.
Would he go after Paul and Adam for her?
She shivered as she thought about what might happen. Paul was an ex-boxer. He would kill Brad if he tried something like that. The only thing to do was to make sure she was never alone with him again. Or with Adam.
"Are you going to be in there all night long, baby?" Brad asked.
"No," she answered. "Just wait a few more moments."
She closed her eyes and a sudden picture of Paul's naked body flashed through her mind. Tingles went through her body. She closed her thighs together.
"Damn," she said softly. "I can't think about him like this!"
She quickly got out of the bath and dried herself off. She felt wicked tonight. Her husband had never known her to act bold about her body. She usually kept herself covered up unless they were actually fucking. Tonight she thought she'd give him a thrill. She slipped into her flimsy panties before she walked out of the bathroom.
"Damn," Brad said softly, when he saw her.
Brad was in his shorts, lying on his back reading a magazine. He put the magazine down and let his eyes move up and down her naked body. She had already been well fucked that evening, but her legs started trembling at the hot eyes of her husband.
"I don't think I've ever seen you looking more beautiful," he said, smiling.
"I can see in your eyes what you're thinking about," she teased.
"I hope you can see it in other places," he replied.
She could see it in other places. She saw his prick pushing up against his shorts. Up until that moment she wasn't sure if she wanted to get fucked again that evening. Now she could feel the tingling sensations going through her body, and she knew she wanted his prick.
She had never been felt this before. She had always felt that she had control of her desires. Now, she couldn't close her eyes without feeling a man's body on top of hers and a man's cock slamming into her pussy.
"I got something at the party tonight," Brad said.
"Oh yeah?"
"Something you said you always wanted to see. One of those porno magazines. It has everything."
Cindy had seen pictures in magazines before, but they had always been pretty tame. She had always wanted to see one of those X-rated movies or look at one of those magazines that showed everything. Once, it had just been curiosity, but now it was something different. She could feel hot ripples of pleasure going through her as she thought about what she might see.
"Get it," she said.
Brad already had the magazine in the bedroom. He took it out of his dresser drawer. Cindy went over to the bed to stretch out beside him. They both stretched out on their stomachs as Brad turned the pages of the magazine.
The magazine was everything Brad had promised. There were pictures of different couples doing everything there was to do. Cindy stopped him at a picture of a beautiful blonde down on her hands and knees getting a prick in her pussy while she sucked on another. There was thick cum dripping out of the corners of her mouth.
"I've never seen anything like that before," she gasped.
Brad turned another page.
A redhead was stretched out on her back, getting fucked by a dog. Cindy gasped. How could a woman allow herself to be fucked by an animal? It wasn't faked because Cindy could see half of the dog's hard prick sticking into the woman's pussy.
"I can't believe this!" Cindy said.
Cindy was getting warm. She was already rubbing her pussy against the bed. Hot tingles kept going up and down her thighs. She rubbed her pussy a little harder. She liked it when Brad put his hand over on her ass. His fingers probed her crack and she pushed her ass up against his fingers.
"This kind of turns you on, doesn't it?" Brad asked.
"Oh yes!" she answered.
His hot fingers kept caressing her ass. She was turning the pages, now, and she felt more breathless with each second. The last picture was of a blonde getting fucked in her asshole. Cindy shivered as she could see thick cum running out of her ass and dripping on her shapely thighs.
She sighed as she closed the magazine. "That was filthy."
"Maybe we can get some filthy movies sometimes," Brad suggested.
"That would be nice," she moaned.
Brad stroked her. His fingers slid down her crack and started tracing lightly over her plump cuntlips. She spread her legs a little wider as she felt one finger slipping into her cunt.
"Ummmm," she said. "That does feel nice."
Brad's finger moved around all of the inside of her cunt as if he was exploring it for the first time. He moved closer and kissed the side of her neck. His mouth opened. He started sucking gently at the tender skin of her neck.
"Don't give me a hickey," she teased. "What would your friends say?"
Brad smiled. "They'd say we've been fucking like a good husband and wife."
The magazine had evidently turned Brad on also. She had never heard him talk dirty like this before. His cock was swollen as it pressed against her leg.
"Could you do something for me?" she asked. "Something you haven't ever done before?"
"Like what?"
Cindy could feel her heart pounding as she turned the pages of the magazine until she found the picture she wanted. It showed the blonde with her legs spread and a man's face between them. It was obvious that the man was driving her out of her mind.
"That," she said, pointing.
Brad was quiet. She could tell that he was a little scared of doing what she'd asked him. They had always been kind of prudish about their sex life. They hardly ever tried anything different. She knew she was asking a lot.
"All right," Brad whispered.
Cindy rolled over on her back and spread her legs. Her husband kissed her mouth and she rubbed her tongue against his. Slowly she felt his tongue moving down her body until he was kissing her tits. Cindy moaned with pleasure as his wet lips slowly sucked one of her hot nipples into his mouth. He rolled it beneath his tongue and spit it out. It was hard as a rock and she felt it getting harder as he kissed it.
"Oh yes!" she moaned. "You're making me hot!"
His mouth opened wider as he started sucking hard at her titty. He was sucking her titty-flesh in and out, biting gently. Her tits started swelling up with gentle passion.
She grabbed his head. "Suck harder, baby! Suck my tits hard!"
He pulled his head back and started rubbing his tongue over her excited nipple. She felt his tongue moving away from her titty and down her trembling belly. She groaned as his tongue brushed against her hairy cunt.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "That's what I want you to do, baby. I want you to eat me!"
He spread her legs apart and his face went between her legs. She clamped her thighs together around his face, holding his head. His face was nearly buried in her wet pussy.
"Stick your tongue in me!" she screamed. "Stick your tongue deep into my pussy!"
His tongue parted her cuntlips easily, and he started working it in and out. She kept groaning with pleasure as she felt a man's tongue in her cunt for the first time. It felt strange. His tongue was as exciting as a cock, and yet it was different. She spread her legs a little wider, lifting her ass off the bed to meet his tongue.
"Eat me good!" she cried. "Oh shit, you know what you're doing. You know how to eat me good!"
His hands slipped under her ass. He lifted her ass up high and his tongue seemed to be thrusting deeper into her pussy. His tongue moved all around the inside of her cunt until it was brushing against her excited clitty.
"Take it in your mouth!" she screamed. "Suck on my clitty!"
She didn't know if Brad was enjoying what he was doing. She really didn't care. It was different than it had been with Paul. She had been trying to please Paul and had gotten pleasure from it herself. Now she only wanted pleasure from her husband. She really didn't care that much about pleasing him.
His tongue brushed against her clitty again. He sounded like he was choking as he took her clitty between his lips. He started sucking on it gently. Hot spasms went up her body again.
"Oh shit!" she screamed. "Your hot mouth is going to make me come. You're going to make me fucking come. Oh shit, it feels so fucking good! It feels so good! Oh shit yes!"
She clamped her hands on the back of his head. She started lifting her ass up. She knew he was tasting her juices as he sucked her clitty. He didn't seem to mind. She could hear him swallowing as she started pouring more of her juice into his hungry mouth.
Sweet spasms shook her body again and again. It had never felt so delicious before. She kept her hands clamped behind his head until the last tingling shudder went through her.
"Oh, baby," she moaned. "Oh, that was fine. Nothing's ever felt so good to me before!"
He kept licking her pussy for a few moments longer, then he raised his head. He moved up beside her, stroking her titties. She felt smugly satisfied. She rolled over against him, rubbing her crotch against his hard cock.
"Now fuck me," she whispered. "I want to feel your big hot cock inside my pussy."
"Would you do something for me, baby?"
"What?"
"I want you to do the same thing I did for you," Brad said. "That's something I've always wanted, but you never did it for me before."
Cindy felt her heart hammering as she shook her head. She wanted to please her husband, but that was something she would not do, not even for him. The thought of doing more than kiss his cock made her feel sick. She knew she would get sick if she was forced to swallow his cum ... as sick as the time Adam had made her do that awful thing.
"Come on, baby," Brad said. "I did it for you."
"I can't," she said. "That's not something I could do. I'm sorry. Why don't you just fuck me?"
She reached down to stroke the front of his shorts. She could see that he was angry and hurt, but he would never do anything about it. He wasn't that kind of husband. For a moment she thought that he might not even want to fuck her, but he was too horny to stop himself.
She slipped her hand into his shorts, stroking his feverish prick. His cock felt hotter than hell. She moved her fingers down to his balls and stroked them. His prick got stiffer.
Brad quickly started pulling off his shorts. He kicked them off and rolled over on top of her. He moved up between her legs. His fat cockhead pressed against her pussy and she opened her legs wider.
"Put it inside me!" she moaned. "Put it deep inside me. You know you want to fuck me good. Fuck me, baby!"
He gave it to her hard. His prick ripped deep into her pussy until she thought his knob was going to rip through her belly. She tightened her cunt walls around his rigid prick.
"Now fuck me hard!" she groaned. "Stick it deep in my pussy and fuck me hard!"
Brad reached underneath her and grabbed her ass hard. He started slamming his prick into her like he was trying to punish her with it. It felt kind of dreamy to have his cock inside her this way. She wasn't really excited, but she could feel the sweet vibrations going through her.
She reached down and slipped her hand between them. She started stroking his fat balls. She heard Brad's breath quicken. He started slamming his prick into her cunt a little faster.
"You bitch," Brad groaned. "You fucking bitch. You're going to get a fucking load of cum! You're going to get it!"
He was still fucking her like he was angry with her. She knew he was hurt because she wouldn't suck his cock. She shivered with disgust at the thought of doing that. She would do anything for her husband but that.
"Shoot it in me!" she moaned. "I want to feel your cum. Shoot your hot cum in me!"
"You bitch," he groaned again. "I'm going to shoot my wad, you bitch. I'm going to shoot my wad into your cunt. I'm going to fill your fucking pussy. Oh shit, you bitch!"
She clamped her legs tightly around him as his prick started spurting hot cum into her pussy. She kept squeezing her pussy lips together and moving her ass because his cum felt good inside her. She wanted every drop. She finally felt him shudder and his cock became limp inside of her.
"See there, baby," she said. "You liked that, didn't you?"
"I liked it," he said.
She knew he was still hurt by her refusal, but she knew he would get over it. She couldn't help thinking what a man like Paul would have done if she'd refused him. Paul wouldn't have stood for it. It frightened her just thinking about Paul.