Deon

By D W

Published on Sep 17, 2020

Bisexual

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Deon 8 (after)

I stood up and wiped the piss, spit and cum from my chin, still staring at Richard, who stared back calmly. I got dressed, called Jake and we went home.

The next two or three days were surreal, I felt like I wasn't really there, like I was a puppet just acting out my part. Julie and Jake didn't notice anything was wrong and work was as relentless as usual.

I had managed to avoid Richard on the school run until Wednesday afternoon, when I saw him in his oversized 4x4. He nodded at me, so I walked over to see what the fat, cocky bully wanted.

"I'm dumping Julie, I'm upgrading to your mouth and pussy. Our boys have soccer practice Monday, Swim team Wednesday and Zak has Ju Jitsu Thursday. Take over the drop off and pick up duties from Julie and say you've been invited to the regular Thursday night poker game at my place. That'll give us three nights a week of quality time and Sunday mornings when Julie drops Jake off at mine before church."

(I should add that Richard's wife Vanessa did all the driving to and from Zak's after school classes as well as going to church with my wife on Sundays. She was half Brazilian, half Greek and utterly beautiful. I had often said to my wife Julie that the only reason Vanessa was with Richard was because of his big, fat wallet. Now I knew it was because of his big, fat cock as well as his big, fat wallet.)

I stared at him open mouthed, he chuckled and said "see you tonight, bitch." I wandered away in a daze and didn't remember driving Jake home, the only thing I was aware of was the throbbing, aching need in my throat and ass pussy.

I came out of my daze long enough to get my wife to agree to swap the school run for the after school practice drop off and pick up. I told her work was getting busier and my arriving late and leaving early from the office was starting to be frowned on, even though I made up the hours working from home in the evenings and on weekends. I guess Richard had dumped her already because she seemed a bit lost and out of sorts, knowing she had cheated on me made it difficult to feel sorry for her and I also knew that her loss was my gain.

I dropped Jake at the leisure centre and drove quickly to Richard's place. He was dressed in baggy sweatpants and a loose t-shirt, I was still in my work suit and tie. We sat down at the kitchen table and he passed me a beer.

He said "you look tense Dave, make yourself comfortable." I undressed in front of him, folding my clothes neatly on a chair, making sure to stick my ass out and bend over a lot. Then I minced my way to his fridge, grabbed two new beers, making a show of looking in the fridge, wiggling my ass for him, making sure the cool air made my nipples hard, before I sauntered over to him put the drinks on the table and sat on his lap.

I was grinding my ass on his hard cock as we drank our beers, one of his big arms wrapped around my chest, pinching and pulling at my nipples. When he finished he said, "now thank me for the beers."

I slid off his lap, pulled his hard cock out and started to french kiss the head, my hands stroking his fat, hairy thighs. His cock was thick, so thick I could barely wrap my hand around it and had to be at least eight inches long. This time I kept one hand working up and down his shaft and the other rubbing and gently tugging at his balls while I sucked the rest of his cock. He was not gentle with me the first time and seemed to get off on the domination, pain, and humiliation as much as the sex, so I kept my hands on his cock and balls as a precaution, if he started to get too rough then I was in a position to hurt him back.

He raised himself briefly, pulled his sweatpants to his ankles, pushed himself forwards to the edge of the chair to increase my access and wrapped his rough hands around my head.

I couldn't hear anything other than the sloppy, gagging noises I was making as I slobbered up and down his cock. So didn't notice his wife Vanessa had come back after dropping Zak off at swimming, until I felt lube being generously applied to my ass pussy, quickly followed by the head of a cold, hard strap on. My back arched and my ass automatically pushed back, and back and back. I groaned around Richard's cock and tried to reach back to feel the strap on, the girth and texture were driving me crazy, I'd never felt anything like this before.

The strap on was slowly pulled back all the way out, the tip of the head just pushing at my entrance, maddeningly just teasing me. I let go of Richard's cock and balls and put all my energy into trying to fuck back on to that fake plastic cock that had just changed my world. He took the opportunity to fully impale his cock in my throat, this caught me off guard and I gagged, Richard pulled his cock out of my throat and the strap on was pushed back into me, after a few thrusts, Richard and Vanessa had established a good rhythm, his cock down my throat, strap on out of my ass, more lube applied, strap on pushed slowly into me, making me feel every ridge, contour and bump, his cock dragged slowly out of my throat and into my mouth, my tongue going wild on his cock. Then they began to speed up and with every thrust another inch of the strap on made its way inside me. I forgot about Richard's cock, I stopped sucking and licking it, my attention was focused purely on that strap on that was masterfully dominating my ass pussy.

Richard snarled in disgust and let go of my head as he felt me passively accept his cock, while I shoved my body backwards to meet the forward push of the strap on. My brain was melting, the happy fog of cock lust smothered me as she expertly fucked me with that giant dildo.

Now the cock was out of my mouth I went into overdrive and started to twerk in time to the rhythm of the dildo, the orgasm that was building in my ass pussy was going to be the most intense one yet, I heard Vanessa moan as she came and I pushed back as hard as I could, making her moan again as I finally took all of the strap on balls deep and ground my ass back against her pussy.

Richard sat hypnotised, staring at his wife as she claimed me from him, jacking off in time to her thrusts, to the sight of his wife fucking me long and hard, one big calloused hand working the head and top of his shaft that was still lubricated with my spit and his precum, the other hand had drifted beneath his balls, stroking his perineum, fingers edging closer to his meaty ass hole, as he began to tease his ass with his fingers he came hard, his whole body shaking. The first two shots landed on his face, the remaining spurts covered his fat, hairy chest and gut.

I don't remember screaming when I came, I think I just passed out from the intensity of the orgasm she and her strap on had just given me.

A warm, wet towel was stroking my face when I came around, I reached back and found my ass pussy gaping open. Vanessa was smiling down at me, face still glowing from her orgasm. She said "don't worry baby, your secret is safe with me." "You aren't angry?" I asked timidly, "no" she replied, smiling again, "I told Richard that the next time I caught him cheating on me I would ruin her for him. I didn't expect it to be you." She leant in closer and I could smell her seductive perfume and the powerfully addictive natural scent of sweat and sex. "But I'm very glad it was." she whispered and we kissed.

I don't know how long we lay there just kissing in each others arms but we were interrupted by the sound of an alarm going off. "Shit, time to get the boys from swim practice." she cursed and we both scrambled to get dressed and get to our boys in time. We swapped numbers and I mentioned to her about poker night, she grinned and said "oh yes, I know all about Richard's little games, I'll see you tomorrow as well."

Next: Chapter 9


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