The Stalker ch. 09
I got home and was glad my husband was away until the following evening as if he had wanted sex I would have had to find an excuse to turn him down which I didn’t want to do as I loved sex with him. However my pussy and bum hole were killing me and despite the fact I had showered I could still feel some of my Stalkers cum swishing around inside me, god I loved the fact he shot his load so deeply inside me it took hours to drip out.
So thankful I had the evening alone I drank wine, read over the contract I had been awarded several times and went to bed dreaming about my stalker and Mr Wilson fucking me which was strange as by far the most handsome and virile lovers who had enjoyed me earlier were Lewis and Marcel but there was something sensual about how my stalker and Mr Wilson fucked me that was beyond pure sex and I had to admit to myself I really liked the feeling.
I woke Saturday morning and did the usual house hold chores then began to think about the evening. I had the contract to tell my husband about so decided I would make some sort of celebration out of it. I shopped and bought some nice steak and some very nice red wine plus a bottle of bubbly. I prepared everything and showered and put on a robe in time for my husband arriving home. I greeted him with a big kiss and a drink then told him to shower and meet me downstairs as I had some good news.
As he showered I slipped into a little black dress he had bought me, deciding against a bra and panties, which had a short hemline and a low neckline and went downstairs to pour some wine and be ready for him coming down. I touched up my makeup as I wanted to look hot. I wanted my husband to look at me and want me. I had cheated on him and I needed to know that I still wanted him as much as I ever did.
My husband came downstairs and gasped when he saw me in my little black dress, and made up a little sluttish, he knew I wanted him to fuck me. I poured out the champagne and as I passed it to him he grabbed my buttocks and kissed me long and hard. I had a quick flashback in my mind and thought how horny it was that he was kissing the lips that had been wrapped around several big black cocks not 24hrs earlier.
We drank champagne and I told him about the contract I had landed before we ate steak and drank some rather nice red wine. We were both relaxed and in a good mood with him telling me how sexy I looked and there was no doubt what he was leading up to. My husband asked me to sit on his lap as I poured out a couple of Brandy’s to round off he meal. He embraced me tightly and we kissed. A long and lingering kiss during which out tongues explored each others mouths and I felt his cock harden beneath me.
I felt so horny I couldn’t wait to get my husband upstairs and I stood up and hitched up my dress then bent over the table, exposing my buttocks and presenting my wet pussy to him. “Take me now, over the table!” I said to him. I didn’t need to ask twice. My husband pushed me forward over the table and hitched up my dress. Within seconds he had his cock up me and fucked me like a man who had been deprived.
He fucked me hard, placing his hands on my shoulders pulling me hard against him and my thighs were banging against the end of the table but I didn’t care about the pain. “Oh yes fuck me harder” I screamed. He went quicker and harder and then he started to grunt as he rammed me with about half a dozen thrusts so hard my buttocks stung as his hips smacked against them and with a last thrust he groaned and twitched as he shot his cum into me.
As he finished pumping his cum into me he relaxed and pulled his cock out of me. I turned to face him and saw his cock was still half erect, all sticky and dripping with our juice. I dropped to my knees and sucked on his sticky cock as I fingered my clit and rubbed my pussy lips as his cum dribbled out of me. My clit was swelling and getting more sensitive and he was rock hard again.
He grabbed hold of my hair and lifted me up so I was standing then mushed me backwards onto the table before lifting my legs over his shoulders. He thrust forward and his cock slid right into my soaking hole with ease. He began to fuck me hard again and I squeezed my breasts as they rocked back and forth from his thrusting. He pressed a thumb against my clit and rubbed it hard as he fucked me even faster. He went at me for about ten minutes before he again started to gasp and breath hard. He rubbed my clit harder and as I felt my pussy tighten around his cock I pinched my nippled hard. We both groaned and jerked as we orgasmed together.
After a few minutes we relaxed and his cock slid out of me he stepped back and pulled my arms lifting me off the table and dragged me to the stairs. I followed him to the bedroom and he pushed me down onto the bed. I looked at his cock and saw it was still soft. “ Hopefully you will be ready to go again soon, I’m so fucking horny.” I said.
“I’m ready to go now, roll over onto all fours.” he commanded. I rolled over wondering what he had planned and heard him open the bedside table drawer. “OMG” I thought, he’s going for the dildo and my thoughts were realised as he started to rub my stalkers dildo up and down the slit of my sticky pussy. I groaned as he began to push it into my throbbing pussy and finally let out a loud sigh as I felt it pushing against my womb knowing that it was fully inserted.
He began to fuck me with it slowly, deeply and firmly. “You like this big black cock in you do you?” he asked.
“Oh god yes, nice and deep.” I gasped as I closed my eyes and pictured my stalker kneeling behind me giving me his full length. I drifted away as I focussed on the images in my head and my husbands thrusting of my pussy got harder and faster. He paused for a moment and I felt a cool gel dibble onto my bum hole before his fingers worked it into me. Surely he isn’t going to shove this thing up my arse I thought to myself, knowing there was not a chance I could take it.
He fingered my bum hole quicker and I felt more cool gel squirt up me then he removed his fingers and I felt something hard being pushed into my arse as I realised he must have taken my vibrator out of the drawer as well. As he pushed the 8 inch vibrator all the way into my bum hole I groaned and smiled inside at how my insides had been stretched and filled with a double penetration for the second time in just 24hrs.
He began to fuck me hard again with the dildo, getting quicker and quicker, every thrust almost making me split in two. I gasped louder, sucking in air as I took his pounding. I could almost hear the sound of my stalker and Mr Wilson grunting as they fucked me the day before and then I felt the tingle in my arse as my husband turned the vibrator on and began pumping my bum hole with it.
He fucked both my holes, initially inserting the dildo deep and pulling back on the vibrator then alternating. “Oh yes, harder, quicker, fuck my holes.” I squealed as he turned the vibrator up to full speed and I could feel the tremors all the way up to my nipples as he began to ram both my holes together. I felt tears run down my cheeks as I grimaced and screamed as my orgasm rocked my whole body and everything went hazy.
I must have orgasmed so hard I was unable to breath as when I opened my eyes I was face down on the bed, the vibrator had stopped and cool air rushed into my gaping pussy as I heard my husband softly asking me if I was OK. I rolled myself over and looked up at my husbands smiling concerned face. “Holy fuck” I groaned as I smiled at him and continued to breath heavily. He lay down next to me and we curled up together before I drifted off to sleep dreaming of my new business partners.
So thankful I had the evening alone I drank wine, read over the contract I had been awarded several times and went to bed dreaming about my stalker and Mr Wilson fucking me which was strange as by far the most handsome and virile lovers who had enjoyed me earlier were Lewis and Marcel but there was something sensual about how my stalker and Mr Wilson fucked me that was beyond pure sex and I had to admit to myself I really liked the feeling.
I woke Saturday morning and did the usual house hold chores then began to think about the evening. I had the contract to tell my husband about so decided I would make some sort of celebration out of it. I shopped and bought some nice steak and some very nice red wine plus a bottle of bubbly. I prepared everything and showered and put on a robe in time for my husband arriving home. I greeted him with a big kiss and a drink then told him to shower and meet me downstairs as I had some good news.
As he showered I slipped into a little black dress he had bought me, deciding against a bra and panties, which had a short hemline and a low neckline and went downstairs to pour some wine and be ready for him coming down. I touched up my makeup as I wanted to look hot. I wanted my husband to look at me and want me. I had cheated on him and I needed to know that I still wanted him as much as I ever did.
My husband came downstairs and gasped when he saw me in my little black dress, and made up a little sluttish, he knew I wanted him to fuck me. I poured out the champagne and as I passed it to him he grabbed my buttocks and kissed me long and hard. I had a quick flashback in my mind and thought how horny it was that he was kissing the lips that had been wrapped around several big black cocks not 24hrs earlier.
We drank champagne and I told him about the contract I had landed before we ate steak and drank some rather nice red wine. We were both relaxed and in a good mood with him telling me how sexy I looked and there was no doubt what he was leading up to. My husband asked me to sit on his lap as I poured out a couple of Brandy’s to round off he meal. He embraced me tightly and we kissed. A long and lingering kiss during which out tongues explored each others mouths and I felt his cock harden beneath me.
I felt so horny I couldn’t wait to get my husband upstairs and I stood up and hitched up my dress then bent over the table, exposing my buttocks and presenting my wet pussy to him. “Take me now, over the table!” I said to him. I didn’t need to ask twice. My husband pushed me forward over the table and hitched up my dress. Within seconds he had his cock up me and fucked me like a man who had been deprived.
He fucked me hard, placing his hands on my shoulders pulling me hard against him and my thighs were banging against the end of the table but I didn’t care about the pain. “Oh yes fuck me harder” I screamed. He went quicker and harder and then he started to grunt as he rammed me with about half a dozen thrusts so hard my buttocks stung as his hips smacked against them and with a last thrust he groaned and twitched as he shot his cum into me.
As he finished pumping his cum into me he relaxed and pulled his cock out of me. I turned to face him and saw his cock was still half erect, all sticky and dripping with our juice. I dropped to my knees and sucked on his sticky cock as I fingered my clit and rubbed my pussy lips as his cum dribbled out of me. My clit was swelling and getting more sensitive and he was rock hard again.
He grabbed hold of my hair and lifted me up so I was standing then mushed me backwards onto the table before lifting my legs over his shoulders. He thrust forward and his cock slid right into my soaking hole with ease. He began to fuck me hard again and I squeezed my breasts as they rocked back and forth from his thrusting. He pressed a thumb against my clit and rubbed it hard as he fucked me even faster. He went at me for about ten minutes before he again started to gasp and breath hard. He rubbed my clit harder and as I felt my pussy tighten around his cock I pinched my nippled hard. We both groaned and jerked as we orgasmed together.
After a few minutes we relaxed and his cock slid out of me he stepped back and pulled my arms lifting me off the table and dragged me to the stairs. I followed him to the bedroom and he pushed me down onto the bed. I looked at his cock and saw it was still soft. “ Hopefully you will be ready to go again soon, I’m so fucking horny.” I said.
“I’m ready to go now, roll over onto all fours.” he commanded. I rolled over wondering what he had planned and heard him open the bedside table drawer. “OMG” I thought, he’s going for the dildo and my thoughts were realised as he started to rub my stalkers dildo up and down the slit of my sticky pussy. I groaned as he began to push it into my throbbing pussy and finally let out a loud sigh as I felt it pushing against my womb knowing that it was fully inserted.
He began to fuck me with it slowly, deeply and firmly. “You like this big black cock in you do you?” he asked.
“Oh god yes, nice and deep.” I gasped as I closed my eyes and pictured my stalker kneeling behind me giving me his full length. I drifted away as I focussed on the images in my head and my husbands thrusting of my pussy got harder and faster. He paused for a moment and I felt a cool gel dibble onto my bum hole before his fingers worked it into me. Surely he isn’t going to shove this thing up my arse I thought to myself, knowing there was not a chance I could take it.
He fingered my bum hole quicker and I felt more cool gel squirt up me then he removed his fingers and I felt something hard being pushed into my arse as I realised he must have taken my vibrator out of the drawer as well. As he pushed the 8 inch vibrator all the way into my bum hole I groaned and smiled inside at how my insides had been stretched and filled with a double penetration for the second time in just 24hrs.
He began to fuck me hard again with the dildo, getting quicker and quicker, every thrust almost making me split in two. I gasped louder, sucking in air as I took his pounding. I could almost hear the sound of my stalker and Mr Wilson grunting as they fucked me the day before and then I felt the tingle in my arse as my husband turned the vibrator on and began pumping my bum hole with it.
He fucked both my holes, initially inserting the dildo deep and pulling back on the vibrator then alternating. “Oh yes, harder, quicker, fuck my holes.” I squealed as he turned the vibrator up to full speed and I could feel the tremors all the way up to my nipples as he began to ram both my holes together. I felt tears run down my cheeks as I grimaced and screamed as my orgasm rocked my whole body and everything went hazy.
I must have orgasmed so hard I was unable to breath as when I opened my eyes I was face down on the bed, the vibrator had stopped and cool air rushed into my gaping pussy as I heard my husband softly asking me if I was OK. I rolled myself over and looked up at my husbands smiling concerned face. “Holy fuck” I groaned as I smiled at him and continued to breath heavily. He lay down next to me and we curled up together before I drifted off to sleep dreaming of my new business partners.
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