Stockholm Syndrome

They now could both take in Jessica's fully nude form. It was so jarring to see a strange, nude woman in their bedroom. The only woman who had ever been nude in this room was Tammy. But just seeing this new and gorgeous naked woman in this room was a jarring change.

Tammy hated that there was not a flaw or blemish anywhere on her. She watched her perfect ass bounce as she walked to the bed, towards John. John looked up to the ceiling, not wanting to give Jessica the pleasure of catching him staring at her naked form. He exhaled loudly, nervous for what was about to happen.

"Don't worry John, you'll enjoy it." Jessica said, comfortingly. John rolled his eyes. She crawled between his legs on the bed. She stared down at John's soft dick. She looked up into his eyes, and held his gaze as her hand snaked up and her fingers wrapped around his dick.

"Please don't." John begged, but Jessica was not going to be denied. She started to stroke his dick softly. John willed himself to think of something else, about his wife, about football, anything. Through pure will, he was able to keep himself soft, to avoid the pleasure of a hot woman stroking his dick. She pulled her hands away and studied him. Then, she tried a new tactic.

She started to run her fingers up his thighs softly. Then, she traced her fingers around his dick, never touching it, but getting as close to it as possible without touching it. She would firmly run her fingers across his lower torso, around his dick, wanting to tease him. Then, she started to blow softly onto his dick. She blew cool air from bottom to top on his cock. This new sensation totally took him off guard. She got within an inch of his dick and blew on it, from the balls to the tip. She was only focused on this one thing, blowing on his penis firmly. As much as he hated it, he started to be effected by this. His dick started to swell. She would walk her fingers up his thighs, across his stomach, around his cock. Sensing that she was starting to get to him, both of her hands returned to the base of his dick, and started to firmly stroke him. It was much easier now that he was getting harder. He couldn't fight it, as his prick approached full hardness. She would stroke firmly from bottom to top, and then return to the base again.

"Mmm, you're starting to like this, aren't you?" Jessica questioned with a sneer. John closed his eyes and kept quiet, shaking his head no.

"C'mon, you are rock hard. You've got a huge fucking dick. You're bigger than I hoped. You've got to be ten inches, right?" Jessica asked. John said nothing. She rubbed the tip of his dick with her index finger than ran it down to the underside of his dick. She tickled the most sensitive spot on his dick, as he fought the pleasure. She rubbed her finger around the head again.

"I'll make you a deal John. If I don't see a nice little drop of pre-cum on the tip of your massive dick within five minutes, I'll let you guys go and just walk away. You think you can do that?" Jessica asked with a smile. With a new resolve, John tried to fight the pleasure. After about three minutes, his dick was still dry. Tammy was watching the clock.

"You think you can do it. You think you can deny the pleasure of a hot babe stroking your dick after years of whatever pathetic sex your wife has been offering. If some tasty pre-cum appears on this massive dickhead, I'll take that as a sign that my hands feel better on your dick than anything your wife can do. Even though you're trying to fight it, out of loyalty, you can't resist the pleasure. I'll take it as a sign that what I'm doing overrides your feelings for your wife. I'll take it as a sign that my hands feel better on your dick than your wife's pussy! My hands feel better than the best that you wife can offer! If you had to choose between your honeymoon night, and this, you would choose me without question. If my hands feel this good, imagine what my cunt feels like. Ha!" Jessica yelled out, with a huge smile on her face as she humiliated Tammy.

Four minutes had passed since she had made her bet. Her grip was so firm on his dick. Her entire focus was on his dick. Like an artist, like a professional, she was manipulating his hard dick perfectly. She was trying to force the pre-cum that she knew was in there to the tip. Some sweat had appeared on both of their skins. Her grip was like iron, trying to force his juices to the tip. Her hands were moving fast, continually moving upward, never letting the juices settle. With less than ten seconds left on the countdown, a juicy dollop of pre-cum emerged from the tip of his dick.

"There you go! I knew you could do it!" she said with pride as she looked up at him. John looked over to his wife.

"I'm so sorry." he said to her. Tammy shook her head in annoyance. She wasn't mad at John. She couldn't blame him. She knew it was hard for a man to resist what she was doing. Especially a woman as beautiful as Jessica who clearly knew what she was doing.

For John, it was as if the cork had been released. Pre-cum was now pouring out of his dick like a faucet. His dick and her hands were now coated in his juices. The wet slurps that her hands made on his dick echoed throughout the room. The two women could tell John was nearing his inevitable climax. As John's groans got louder, Jessica pulled her hands away.

"Tammy, I think he's really enjoying himself." Jessica said, showing Tammy her soaked hands. John's hips humped into the air, seeking anything to relieve that ache in his balls. Jessica started to lick her palms, savoring all of John's juices.

"Tasty." she said to herself. She turned to look at John.

"Now that you understand the pleasure I can give you, this should make this easier." she said, crawling up the bed. She proceeded to straddle his face, facing his feet, her intentions now clear.

"Remember what I told you. Don't you dare try to hurt me! No biting! If you do, your wife will get it worse. All I want to feel are your lips and your tongue. Got it?" she commanded. She let John stare at the sight above him. She let him stare at her cute little pussy. Her pussy was dripping wet, so her juices dripped onto his face. She watched him take this in. Take in the sight of her beautiful pussy. Take in the taste of her juices that dripped into his mouth. Take in the scent of her horny pussy. Then she dropped down onto his face, forcing her cunt against his open mouth.

She ground against his lips, forcing her juices into his mouth. Jessica moaned out loud when she felt a tentative lick. She felt his tongue again, taking more confident licks of her pussy. Soon, his tongue was digging deep into her dripping cunt. She then felt his whole mouth surround her cunt, and felt him suck on her pussy, trying to draw her juices into his oral cavity. He was soon alternating between licks and sucks.

"Oh, Tammy, he is sucking my pussy so well. He's really getting in there. He is really trying to help me cum. Does he ever suck your disgusting pussy this well? Is he ever this voracious with you?" Jessica said, hammering Tammy with insults as she rode her husband's face.

Tammy's eyes teared up. John never really went down on her. He had told her he just did not enjoy doing it. Tammy understood completely. She had never really had a guy go down on her, so she wasn't too bothered by it. But watching this, watching John pleasure this bitch with his mouth, another possibility went through her head. He clearly looked like he had done this before. The way he was eating Jessica out displayed that he was not inexperienced. Was it that, maybe, John did not like going down on her? Was there something with Jessica or with other girls that she lacked? Was her pussy bad in some way? Was her pussy unattractive? Did her pussy taste bad? Is that why no guy had ever enjoyed going down on her? Tammy felt more inadequate.

John started running his tongue around her clit. It didn't take long for this to have its intended effect as Jessica's clit hardened. He flicked her clit a few times and John could sense her impending orgasm, so he moved his mouth to surround her pussy. Jessica groaned out loud as she forced John's mouth against her vagina as she started to cum. He juices spilled into his mouth as his lips formed a tight seal, hoping to collect all of her tasty juices. She leaned up, breaking the seal between cunt and mouth.

Tammy looked down at her husband's face, trying to read his reaction. It was quick, but she noticed John lick his lips after Jessica pulled away. Did he actually like it? Did he enjoy the taste of her? Did he like the taste of her so much that he had to lick his lips to collect any spare drops of her juices?

"Are you okay, John?" she called out, trying to hear her husband's voice, trying to hear that he was still on her side.

"I'm sorry, Tammy. I just want to get this over with." John said, looking over at her, reassuring her of his loyalty. He nodded, so she nodded back.

"So, John..." Jessica started "You clearly enjoyed the taste of my pussy so much, so... I figured I'd give you something even tastier." With that, she shifted so she moved her pussy forward, so her ass was hovering above his face. Then, she reached back, and pulled the cheeks apart. There was her asshole, exposed to his eyes. John immediately knew what Jessica wanted. Jessica wanted John to lick her asshole.

"No, no. Please. I don't want to do that. Please." John begged, terrified at the sight of her asshole. He had never done anal stuff with Tammy. He had no desire to. He had caught glimpses of Tammy's asshole when they were having sex, and quite frankly, it did not inspire him to want to have sex with her there. To be honest, he thought anal sex was gross. But he knew Jessica would not take 'no' for an answer. So as he looked up at her asshole, he knew that he would have to pleasure her there. He was a little relieved to see that her asshole looked clean. Nothing there but smooth asshole. He looked at it and realized in a way, it was kind of cute. If you had to have sex with a woman's asshole, hers would be the type you would want to do it with.

Jessica lowered her asshole to within an inch of his mouth before stopping. Figures. She wanted John to do all of the work. He looked over at Tammy. Tammy had closed her eyes, not wanting to see her husband sucking another woman's ass. Seeing no support there, he knew what he had to do. He leaned his head up, extended his tongue out of his mouth, and gave Jessica's asshole a long wet lick. As he finished, he reflected on what he just did. Her ass did not taste as bad as he thought it would. It actually tasted pretty good. He couldn't help himself as he leaned up and gave her asshole another lick.

After a few minutes, Tammy couldn't help but open her eyes and see what was happening. She slowly opened her eyes to look at the action on the bed. She was taken aback by what she saw. John's tongue was vigorously rimming Jessica's asshole. What? How could he be doing this? John's never done anything involving anal sex. He's never showed any interest in it. But there he was, rimming this bitch's ass. The pace at which he was going was not one that indicated he hated what he was doing. There was a part of him that must be enjoying it if he was doing it so passionately. Part of her husband enjoyed rimming out this whore's ass. She watched her husband lick Jessica's asshole, then put his lips around her asshole and start to suck. Tammy was in disbelief as she watched her husband suck another woman's asshole. This was absolutely ridiculous!

John was so absorbed by what he was doing that he didn't know his wife was watching. He felt more weight against him as Jessica forced his head down against the bed. He was now smothered by her firm ass. He just kept rimming her and trying to wedge his tongue into her ass, knowing that pleasuring her was the only way out of this situation. The sensation of her warm ass cheeks against his face was a brand new experience for him. He heard her moan loudly. Whatever he was doing was working. He just kept forcing his tongue against her ass, trying to break the seal of her tight asshole. Once he finally broke through, he felt her ass cheeks tighten against his face and a loud yell echoed through the room as she screamed in orgasm. After almost a full minute, she released his mouth from between her ass cheeks with an audible pop as she leaned upward. John immediately inhaled, breathing in fresh air as he stared at the ass above him. Jessica was the first to look over at Tammy.

"You like that, Tammy? You like watching your husband eat out a woman's ass? Did you enjoy watching the mouth that said 'I do' firmly pressed against my asshole? Did you like seeing the tongue that kissed you on so many occasions so sensually rim my ass? Hmmm? Do you think you can kiss him again knowing where that mouth has been?" Jessica said.

"Fuck you, you whore! It's not like he wanted to do it. You forced him!" Tammy argued.

"Well, once he started, he most certainly never tried to stop me. Did you notice his mouth follow my ass as I lifted off of him? Hmm? Did you notice that he didn't want to stop sucking my ass?" Jessica replied. This silenced her.

"Go to hell, Jessica." John said, his voice rough.

"Oh, c'mon John. You can't say you didn't enjoy it. I felt your tongue. I felt your tongue deep in my pussy, trying to get all of my juices. I felt you tongue flick my clit, trying desperately to get me off. I felt your tongue rimming my ass oh so passionately. I know you enjoyed it. I felt it." Jessica replied.

"You are one arrogant bitch." John said with a laugh. "You think that tying a man up, and forcing him to do things to you, will make him enjoy it? You think I liked licking your ass, you crazy bitch!?"

Jessica just smiled.

"It's okay, John. It'll be our little secret." Jessica replied cutely. She knee-walked to the edge of the bed and stood up.

"Does it bother you, Tammy, to know that your husband made me cum twice? He made me cum by sucking on my pussy in just the right way. Your husband made me cum by sucking my asshole. Just think about that. Your husband, the man who vowed to love you and only you, made another woman cum. Your husband ate another woman's pussy. Your husband rimmed another woman's ass. Can you forget that? Can you get the image of your husband's mouth buried between another woman's ass cheeks out of your head? Trust me, Tam, I've been with men who didn't want to go down on me. I can tell when they're not enjoying themselves. And your husband? He did not hate it." Jessica said.

"So, you're a whore. That's what you're saying? You've had lots of men go down on you?" Tammy replied.

"Pretty much. When you're as hot as I am, it's not hard to get laid." Jessica replied.

"Then why do this? Why come after us?" Tammy argued.

"This isn't about getting laid, honey." Jessica said with a bright smile. "This is about something more." she added vaguely.

"What?" Tammy questioned.

"You'll find out soon enough." Jessica replied darkly. She turned to look back at John. John's eyes couldn't help but watch her breasts jiggle as she turned. Jessica noticed this and smiled.

"Okay, John. This is it." Jessica started, reaching up to tie her hair in a ponytail. "This is the moment you've been waiting for."

She hopped back onto the bed. Tammy watched her firm ass bounce as she did so. She crawled over and straddled John. His dick was still throbbing hard. She reached between them and guided the tip of his dick against the outside of her pussy.

"This is what you've been thinking about, isn't it? The moment you saw me, even though I attacked you, even though I attacked your wife, your first thought was 'God, I just want to bang this bitch.' Right? When I stepped in, you just wanted to fuck the shit out of me. Now, your dream is about to come true." Jessica said. With that, Jessica lowered herself onto him.

John groaned out loud. His eyes rolled up into his head as he felt his dick getting buried in her sweet pussy. His dick met a lot of resistance as he was forced deep into her twat. Her pussy was tight. So fucking tight. He had never had his dick in a hole this tight. It was a struggle for her to take his thick ten inches into her tight little pussy. She sighed softly as her ass settled into his lap.

Jessica leaned forward so she balanced on her arms above John, staring down at him. She knew the pleasure he was feeling. She had seen it in other men. The realization that the hole his dick was buried into was the best thing he had ever experienced.

"You don't know it yet, but you're mine now." Jessica whispered, quiet enough so Tammy did not hear.

John's immediate reaction to that was confusion. What does that mean? But he did not have time to dwell on it due to the overwhelming pleasure her tight pussy was providing. John looked up at her face before his eyes were inevitably drawn to her hanging breasts. He made eye contact with her hard nipples. She smirked and started to bounce.

She put her hands on his chest to get more leverage as she started to bounce harder. John couldn't control his groans as Jessica rode his hard cock. John's eyes never left those nipples as her bounces became more and more violent. He had never been ridden this hard.

Tammy watched this with a sick fascination. She couldn't help but observe the sexual union of her husband and this absolute bitch. She didn't know how her husband could handle this hard fuck. Their lovemaking was usually very gentle, not rough like this bitch was doing.

"You like that John? You like the way I fuck you? You like how my pussy feels? You like how my cunt takes your massive cock? It's never felt this good with Tammy, has it? This is the best pussy you've ever gotten, right? This is the best sex you've ever had? Right? Tell me!" Jessica yelled out. John closed his eyes and looked away, trying to think of anything else but the pussy wrapped snugly around his cock. He shook his head, trying to deny the feelings she was providing.

"Tell me or I'll stop! Tell me or I'll stop fucking you! Tell me or you don't get to drain your balls!" Jessica yelled out, bringing her bouncing hips to a stop, his balls nestled snugly against her ass as his dick was buried inside her. John tried to bounce his hips to try to relieve the throbbing in his balls, but she held him down, preventing him from getting any pleasure. She leant down and laid on his chest, her breasts flattening out against him. The feeling of her soft breasts against his chest nearly set him off. Jessica put her mouth against his ear.

"C'mon, John. Tell me the truth." Jessica whispered "Tell me that my pussy feels better than anything you've ever felt. Tell me that my pussy feels so good on your dick. Tell me that you love my pussy more than anything. Tell me you love my pussy more than your wife. Tell me that you would leave your wife for me. Tell me that you would leave your wife for my tight little pussy. Tell me you love me."After she finished whispering her evil speech to John, he felt her soft lips kiss his ear. Her mouth moved down, licking and sucking his neck. John shivered as he felt this, and took in her dark designs. He now knew her true goal. Her goal was his fidelity, his loyalty to his wife. She hoped that he would leave Tammy for her, after experiencing her admittedly extra tight pussy. She hoped that the pleasure she could give him would override the love he had for Tammy. John shivered at this plan, and also the wet tongue sliding across his neck. He felt her tighten her pussy around his dick. He was then reminded of his aching balls, filled to the brim with cum, cum that was bursting to escape. He could feel his dick marinating in her juices, which had dripped down to his balls. If she would move just a little bit, he would no doubt cum. John tried to let his balls simmer, hoping the pressure would ease quickly.