Chapter 8
"You bitch," Brad said softly.
The men had gone. Cindy was sitting on the couch. Brad was across the room and he was looking at her with that same strange expression. She didn't know what to do. She was certain that her marriage was over, and there was nothing she could do about it.
"I'm sorry, Brad," she said.
"You go upstairs and take a shower and then get into bed."
"In bed?" she asked.
"You heard me, bitch! Clean yourself off good. I don't want those other men's cum on my wife when I fuck her!"
Cindy now realized that Brad had been turned on by what he had been watching. Now he wanted a piece of the action. She knew she couldn't turn Brad down. She could never turn her husband down again.
"Now do it!" Brad demanded.
Brad stayed behind as she went upstairs.
She took a long, hot shower and then dried herself off. She put on a little bit of perfume. She knew this time was going to be different than any other time she'd fucked her husband. Brad wouldn't be the gentle romantic with her this time.
She didn't bother putting her clothes back on. She went to the bed and stretched out on top of the covers. She waited for what seemed a long time before Brad came upstairs. He had undressed downstairs and she could see his lean body and his half-hard cock.
"I could have killed those bastards downstairs," Brad said. "I could have broken their backs."
"Why ... why didn't you?"
"I would have, if I thought they were hurting you. But they weren't hurting you. You were enjoying it. You really are a cunt."
Cindy nodded.
"How many other men have you fucked besides those downstairs," he said. "How long has this been going on?"
She hesitated only a few moments before she started talking. She told him everything that had happened. She didn't try to put the blame on anyone else. She realized that it was her fault for being such a cocktease all those years. It had been bound to happen sooner or later.
"What are you going to do now?"
"What do you think I should do?" he asked.
"I guess you should divorce me."
"Do you want a divorce?"
"Oh no," she whispered. "I don't want a divorce. I'd give anything if this hadn't happened, but I don't want a divorce. I really do love you, Brad. You're the only man for me!"
"Maybe I won't divorce you," Brad said. "But things around here would have to change."
"Anything you say, Brad!"
"You'd have to become my willing slave. You'd have to do anything I wanted when I wanted. That's the only way I would consent to stay with you."
"I told you," she said, "anything!"
She had the feeling that she knew what she was letting herself in for. Brad wasn't going to be gentle with her. He was the type of man who would make her pay for all her good times. She was putting herself in the hands of a slave master, and yet she could feel a little tingly sensation in her belly when she answered him.
"You sucked that man's cock downstairs," Brad said. "Right now, I want mine sucked and I want you to do a good job."
"I'll be great," she promised.
Never before had she wanted to give him a blowjob so badly. She knew she could keep her husband if she satisfied his needs. And she wanted it to be the best he'd ever had. She quickly got off the bed and went over to him. She went to her knees in front of him.
"I'll make up for everything," she moaned. "I'll make you happy!"
She wrapped her fingers around his cock and she lifted it up. He still had one of the most beautiful cocks she'd ever seen. She was disgusted with herself to think that she'd missed sucking it all these years.
She started swirling her tongue around Brad's swollen cockhead. She felt him shudder. She moved her tongue down the soft underside of his prick almost to his balls. She brought her tongue back up to his cockhead. She started pressing her lips against the swollen shaft.
"Yeah, baby," Brad said. "I'm going to keep you like this from now on. You're going to spend a hell of a lot of times on your back and on your knees!"
She swirled her tongue down the soft underside of his cock to his balls. She licked the sweat from his heavy sac and then sucked one into her mouth. She rolled the ball beneath her tongue and spit it back out. She did the same to the other.
"Oh shit," her husband moaned. "Let's go over to the bed, baby!"
They walked to the bed. He sat down with his legs hanging over the edge. She kneeled down between his legs and started licking his cock once again. In a few moments she had covered his cock with her spit. She held his cock up to the light and saw it glistening.
"Take it in your mouth deep, baby," Brad said. "I want to really feel you sucking my cock!"
Her lips parted. She sucked his cockhead inside her mouth. She closed her teeth around the pulsating cockflesh as she slowly sucked him into her mouth. She could feel cum dripping on her tongue as she sucked his prick deeper and deeper. Finally she felt his swollen cockhead was at the back of her throat and she realized she had gotten all of his cock inside her mouth.
"Oh fuck, baby," Brad groaned. "This is what I want from you, baby. This is what I've always wanted you to do!"
She held his cock lightly in her mouth, then she pulled back her head gently. She let his cock out of her mouth with a soft plop. Immediately she could feel his hands in her hair.
"Don't stop, bitch," he said. "I want you to suck me hard. I want to feel your cocksucking tongue working on me!"
Her mouth went back to his prick. She started sucking once again. She started bobbing her head, letting his swollen cockpole slide in and out of her mouth. She felt his prick pulsating against the roof of her mouth as she kept sucking.
"Shit, baby," Brad groaned. "You don't know what you're doing to me. You're making me feel so fucking good!"
She moved her hands up to play with his balls as she sucked him. She wanted him to be as satisfied as she had ever made anyone. She realized that she really didn't want to lose her husband. All she'd ever needed was to let him take charge as he was doing now.
Brad leaned back on the bed and her lips left his cock. She licked down the underside of his cock once more. She licked his balls, then moved her tongue beneath his balls to his asshole. She started licking her husband's asshole, feeling him shudder in pleasure.
"That's the fucking way," Brad groaned. "That's the fucking way to make me feel fucking good!"
She licked at his asshole with her tongue. She found his asshole and pushed her tongue against it. Her husband was twisting all over the bed in his excitement. She moved her tongue back to his balls again. She kissed and bit them until she felt him pulling at her head.
"Get up there, baby," he told her. "Suck it!"
She moved her lips up the base of his cock and back to the throbbing cockhead. She slowly sucked his prick inside her mouth. She closed her teeth around his stiff cock and let her lips slide all the way down.
"You cunt," he groaned. "You fucking cunt. You really know how to make me feel good."
He started bucking his hips off the bed as he rammed his prick deep into her mouth again and again. His cum was dripping down her throat, but she was getting used to the salty taste of cum. In fact, she was beginning to like the taste.
She felt his hand pulling on her hair. Reluctantly she pulled her head away. She knew he was getting ready to come and she gave him a puzzled look.
"You can come in my mouth," she whispered. "I'll let you shoot off in my mouth, baby!"
"Not this time, baby," he said. "I'm going to be coming in your mouth a lot, but this time I've got something else in mind."
"What are you going to do?" she asked.
"You'll find out," he told her. "Get up on the bed!"
She scrambled up on the bed. Brad grabbed her. He pushed her down on her back and his mouth covered one of her nipples. He started sucking hard at her nipple while his hand moved up between her legs. His fingers stroked her pussy.
She had been fucked so many times that afternoon but she could still feel tingly at the touch of his hand. She spread her legs a little wider and felt one finger slide into her.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Finger-fuck me. I like that. Use your finger on my pussy!"
His finger started sliding in and out of her pussy. In just a few moments she could feel her blood boiling again. She started lifting her ass in response to his hard finger. She gasped as she felt his finger brushing across her clitty.
"You're nothing but a hot piece of ass," her husband told her. "It sure doesn't take much to get you excited."
"Oh no," she moaned. "I love being fingerfucked and having my tits sucked!"
"You're going to learn to love a lot of things," Brad exclaimed.
There was something about his tone of voice that made her nervous. She didn't know what her husband had in mind, but she wasn't sure she was going to like it. She knew he was still very angry at her.
"Turn over, baby," he said.
She flipped over on her stomach. She felt his fingers parting her cuntlips from behind. He started pushing his fingers in and out of her pussy and made her dripping wet in seconds.
He moved his body over hers. She shivered as his hands slipped underneath her. He started squeezing her tits. He squeezed them roughly and sent little shivers of excitement through her. His other hand moved down her belly and started stroking her hairy cunt again.
"You really do like that," he gasped.
She moaned as his weight pressed down against her. She felt his cock between the cheeks of her ass. He started moving against her as she lifted her ass to push back against him.
She figured he was just going to fuck her from behind as the other man had done. She knew she could stand that. In fact, it had felt good to have his cock inside her so deep. She spread her legs a little wider, but she felt him lifting slightly.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm going to punish you, baby," he said. "I'm going to make you pay for making me wait for my blowjob. Also I'm going to do something I've always wanted to do."
She didn't know what he meant until she felt his bloated prickhead pressed against her snug little asshole. Her eyes popped open wide. She knew he couldn't be going to do that to her. She had never dreamed that anyone would want to fuck her that way. She was sure it would hurt like hell.
"No," she whispered. "Oh, don't do that to me."
"You deserve anything I do," he said. "Besides, didn't you say you'd do anything."
"I couldn't do that," she whispered. "That would hurt me bad."
But she understood that her husband wasn't going to give her the chance to say no. She felt his hands gripping her titties a little harder, and he was putting pressure against her asshole.
"You just relax," he told her. "You just relax and this won't hurt so bad."
"No, damn you," she said. "I'll do anything, but please don't make me do this.
Not in my ass! That will hurt."
"I'm going to fuck your asshole," he said adamantly.
She started moving all around on the bed. There was no use in it. She wasn't going to get away from his brutal cock. She felt him pressing harder and she screamed. His cockhead finally popped into her tight asshole.
"That does hurt!" she screamed. "You've got to stop. You're going to kill me."
"It won't hurt if you relax," he said.
She started twisting really wildly, but nothing was going to make him stop. He kept pushing against her. She felt more than half his cock slipping into her asshole. She felt like her asshole was being stretched wide enough to admit a leg instead of a cock.
"You bastard, you're hurting me!"
"You just keep shaking your ass like that," he told her.
She realized that all of her shaking was only pulling his cock into her deeper. She tried to stop, yet she wanted to get his cock out of her. It was burning her insides like a red-hot poker. She started twisting on the bed again, but she only managed to pull his big cock even deeper into her asshole. Finally she felt him give one last thrust and his prick went into her ass all the way. She could feel his snug balls resting against her.
"You bastard!" she gasped.
"You'll learn to love it," he assured her.
He started fucking her with hard thrusts. He gave her time for her body to relax. She started feeling her asshole getting loose enough to take his cock.
"That's right, baby," he encouraged. "Just relax, and you're going to be fine!"
He pounded her harder. He reached around and started squeezing her titties again. She could feel a quick spasm going through the backs of her legs. She began pounding back to meet his thrusting cock. She wouldn't have believed it, but she was starting to grow used to his cock being inside her.
He kept one hand on her tits while his other hand moved down her body. His fingers started stroking her cuntlips again. She gasped as he rammed two fingers up into her wet pussy. He started moving his fingers in and out of her pussy with the same rhythm of his thrusting cock.
"You like it, you bitch," he groaned. "You like it in the mouth, the cunt, between the tits, or up your asshole. You just love to be fucked!"
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Yes, I love it!"
Now she was giving her husband back everything he was giving her. Now he was pounding her asshole raw, but she was slamming back to meet every thrust. His cum was dripping down her ass and on the insides of her thighs. She could almost feel his cock getting bigger inside her.
"Fuck me harder," she groaned. "That's what I want. Fuck my ass really hard!"
He gave her more than she needed. His cock felt as big as an oak tree as he kept ramming it deeper into her asshole. His balls slapped her loudly. She started listening to the hard slurping sounds and it got her even more excited.
"Oh yes, I'm going to come," she whispered. "Your big cock is going to make me come. Use your fingers like that, baby. Use them on me. Use your fucking fingers. OH FUUUUUCK!"
Her body rocked again and again with the force of her body's exploding juices. She felt her juices running down her legs. She started trying to suck his fingers in deeper into her pussy. She felt more spasms rock her body until she finally felt as limp as a rag doll. But she wouldn't give up shaking her ass. Not yet. Not when she was giving her husband this kind of pleasure.
"Keep fucking me like that!" she groaned. "That's what I want. Keep fucking my ass like that!"
Again and again she pushed her ass back against his cock. She could feel his cum drip ping inside her. She reached underneath and found his balls. She started stroking them. She felt his first shudder.
"You damned bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to shoot my fucking wad. I'm going to shoot this time. You fucking bitch! Oh shit, it feels so fucking good! SO FUCKING GOOD!"
He rammed it deep into her asshole and his cum started spraying her insides. He kept coming in gallons. She had never felt so much cum inside her ass before. It felt like gallons. Finally she felt him shudder and the last few drops filled her ass.
"Fantastic, baby," he gasped. "We're going to have some fantastic times around here from now on!"