Stockholm Syndrome

Watching this bugged Tammy more than anything she had seen so far. Watching Jessica whisper in his ear, whispering something she didn't want Tammy to hear. Then watching her start kissing him. It just seemed so intimate. Like something that lovers would do.

Jessica pulled her lips from John's neck and leaned up over him. Tammy could see Jessica start flexing her ass, no doubt tightening her pussy against John's hard dick. John groaned out loud, now back on edge. Then, she stopped.

"Tell me, John. Tell me what I want to hear and I'll let you cum." Jessica ordered. John looked over at Tammy. Tammy could see the apology in his eyes. She knew that he was on edge, desperately needing to cum. Tammy knew Jessica would keep him on edge for as long as it took. Tammy just nodded at John, giving her permission for whatever he had to do.

"Please, just let me cum." John begged.

"I will when you tell me." Jessica replied strongly. John paused, then finally relented.

"I love you." John said quietly.

"What was that?" Jessica said.

"I love you!" John yelled out, desperate to cum.

"Do you love me more than Tammy?" Jessica asked, flexing her ass, tightening her pussy as a reward.

"Yes, I love you more than Tammy." John said quickly, willing her to start bouncing.

"Do you love my pussy more than you love Tammy?" Jessica said, tightening her pussy again.

"Yes, I love your pussy more than Tammy. Just please, make me cum!" John begged.

"You got it, love." Jessica said. She put her arms on his chest and started to bounce. Her bounces quickly resumed their violent nature. Jessica's tight pussy, clasping on his dick as she drove up and down, was enough to finally set him off. His hips couldn't help but drive up into her as his balls exploded. She ground into him as she felt his balls start to spurt. His balls pumped massive amounts of warm semen into the tight cunt of this bitch riding him. John nearly blacked out the pleasure was so great. He didn't know how long he was cumming. All he knew was that he was driving his dick into her as hard and deep as he could, trying to maintain this incredibly pleasurable feeling for as long as possible. As his balls emptied the last of his semen into her, he fell back onto the bed, exhausted. Jessica just lied on top of John, basking in the warm glow of great sex. She could feel his cum leaking out of her pussy. He had shot so much it had probably run out of places to go. She rolled onto her back and looked over at Tammy.

"Does it hurt, Tammy, to know that your husband has become lovers with another woman? Did it hurt to see your husband cum harder than he ever has before with another woman? Did it hurt to see your husband have the best sex of his life and have to watch from the sidelines, knowing that was something you would never be capable of?" Jessica taunted. A tear dripped down Tammy's cheek. Jessica smiled.

A faint buzzing was heard from the floor. Jessica reached down quickly and grabbed her jeans. She pulled her cell phone out of a pocket and looked at it. Jessica stood up.

"Excuse me guys, I have some important business to take care of." Jessica said, shaking her hips as she walked out of the bedroom. Tammy couldn't help but notice her husband's jizz running down her thighs.

They sat in silence for a few minutes. It was understandably awkward. The words Tammy said earlier echoed in John's ears. She said he was hers now. She thought that the minute she forced his dick into her tight pussy, that he belonged to her. That her pussy felt so good that all of his loyalty to his wife was gone. John just shook his head at her misguided ego. Even though her tight pussy did feel great, it wasn't enough to sweep away his loyalty to his wife. Right? Quickly, John shook these thoughts out of his head. He finally, John turned to look at Tammy, tears in his eyes.

"Tammy, I'm so sorry." He said, a tear running down his cheek. "You know I don't believe anything I just said. You know how much I love you."

"I know." Tammy said crying. "I love you too."

"I hate what she's doing. I hate it. I just did it to get through it." John said.

"I know, John, I know. Listen, it's okay. Just do what you have to do, John, it's okay. Just do whatever she says. Just do whatever it takes, and when she's gone we can move on. I'll forgive you for what she makes you do. I love you." Tammy said, crying.

"I love you too." John said quietly. They heard approaching footsteps, and braced themselves for the return of this monster.

"Sorry about that, guys." Jessica said, sashaying back into the room, putting down her phone. Tammy noticed that she still hadn't cleaned John's semen off of her. Jessica noticed where Tammy was staring.

"Sorry. I tried to clean it up, but he shot a whole lot in me." Jessica said with a laugh. Tammy just gave her the death stare.

"Please, just let us go. You got what you wanted." John said exasperatedly.

"No, lover, we're just getting started. We've got the whole weekend ahead of us." Jessica said, joining him on the bed. She moved to the other side of him and curled up against him. She scratched her finger against John's chest.

"God, you're so buff and strong. You're such a man." she whispered in his ear. "Why did you shack up with her? You can do so much better."

"Fuck you." John replied.

"You did that very well already, thanks." Jessica whispered, kissing his cheek. She continued kissing his cheek up to his ear.

"I think I'm falling for you, John. I think I love you." Jessica whispered. This caused John to laugh derisively.

"You are out of your mind, Jessica." John said.

"You told me you loved me." Jessica countered, continuing this whole conversation through whispers in his ear. "Why can't I return the favor?" John just rolled his eyes while trying to ignore the chills up his spine as she blew in his ear.

"I knew the truth. I felt it. I felt your dick throb when you told me you loved me. I felt how hard it got you to declare your love for me. It got you so fucking hard to declare your love for another woman in front of your wife. You're nasty, aren't you? You're a freak like me. It turns you on to betray your wife. You can deny it but I know the truth. Just imagine how good it'll feel when you betray your wife for good. Imagine how hard you'll cum when you choose me over her. When you betray your ugly wife, that you declared your love for, in favor of this hot slut that you can't stop thinking about. That's love, John. That's true love. We were meant to be together. I know it's tough to believe. I know it's hard. Change always is."

"That conflict you're feeling is perfectly normal. Don't worry, it'll get easier. You'll begin to choose me over her. It'll start small. You'll think I'm prettier than her. That's fine, because it's a fact. It'll be the natural progression to then think that I'm sexier than her. But you'll think, hey, sexiness isn't that important. Then you'll realize that I'm a much better fuck than her. But sex isn't everything right? But then, you'll start to miss me when I'm gone. You won't be able to stop thinking about me. You won't stop wondering when I'll be back. You're dick will get hard at the mere thought of me. You'll just keep waiting for me to come and take care of your swollen balls. With the amount of sex we're going to be having, we'll no doubt develop a certain chemistry. I'll know what you like, and you'll know what I like. You'll start to go out of your way to please me so that I'll please you. We'll be perfect sexual partners. When two people develop this chemistry, they'll start to really understand each other. You'll know what I'm thinking at all times. And I'll know what you're thinking. You'll start laughing at my jokes. You'll start to sympathize with me. You'll start supporting me, taking my side. Your marriage will no longer be a concern for you. Then, you'll really let loose. There will be no stopping you from doing all the bad things you want to do to me. There will be no stopping you from saying all the things you've been wanting to tell your wife but couldn't because husbands don't say those things. You'll be free. Truly free. There's no use fighting it John. It's inevitable." Jessica finished.

John had been too engrossed in her terrifying speech to realize her hand had moved down to slowly stroke his cock back to full hardness. His cock was dripping with his juices.

"See baby." Jessica whispered, "See how hard I get you? See how hard the thought of being with me gets you? See how hard the thought of leaving your wife for me gets you?"

John tried to fight the pleasure her hand was providing, but he could not. She knew how to stroke him in just the right way. She knew just how to milk the cum out of his dick. She leaned up and focused her attention on his throbbing dick.

Tammy stared at Jessica as she stroked her husband's dick. She watched her facial expressions as she put in the effort to pleasure her husband. Jessica noticed Tammy staring at her, so she responded by smiling brightly and over exaggerating her facial expressions as she jacked off John. It was beyond frustrating for Tammy to have seen Jessica whispering in her husband's ear, no doubt whispering sweet nothings. And to see her husband's response. To see him get hard at what she said, and not hearing what Jessica said, just drove Tammy nuts.

Tammy hated that John got hard with her. She hated it. She understood it's hard for a man to turn his dick off so to speak, but still. But to get hard so quickly after getting off. He never recharged that fast with her. Tammy had to deal with the fact that on some level, John enjoyed what Jessica was doing to him, on a purely physical level.

Jessica released his dick and got up on her knees. She straddled Tammy's husband, ready to fuck again. Tammy couldn't help but be a little jealous of her stamina. For Tammy, after one session of love making, she was pooped. She was done for the night. But Jessica, she was eager to fuck again, ready to please so quickly after their previous fuck. Tammy hated her. She looked away as she lowered herself onto John's dick and tried to think about something else when she heard them both groan out loud. She couldn't help but look back at them as the bed started to creak.

Jessica was clearly ready to go, because as soon as the sex started, she was riding John hard. She put her hands on the headboard to give her more leverage for this hard fuck. She was not slowing down. Tammy couldn't help but think that Jessica was in incredible shape.

John was taking in the incredible shape of Jessica's massive titties as she rode him. He was nearly hypnotized by the hard bouncing nipples bouncing above his eyes. His body was acting on pure instinct. His mouth was salivating at the sight of the succulent nipples above him. His hands were starting to fight the handcuffs, trying to break their grip, not to get away, but to be able give those massive breasts above him in a long, healthy squeeze. But that was just instinct. John didn't even know he was doing it. And luckily, the hoops the handcuffs he was connected to were very secure, because John was using all of his strength to try to break them. Jessica knew what she was doing. John was not getting away.

John was still trying to fight the feelings she was bringing out in him. Despite the situation, he had to admit Jessica was one hell of a fuck. She was bouncing so fast! She clearly knew what she was doing. Her clasping pussy felt so fucking good wrapped around his dick. Her cunt was so tight, and wet, and deep. The pace of this fuck didn't slow down like it did with the previous one. There were no stops. There were no breaks. This was just hard fucking.

"You don't get this from Tammy, do you?" Jessica said loudly as she bounced. John said nothing. "No response? You don't want to admit this sex is better than anything you've ever had. Better than anything Tammy's ever done. I'm doing things that Tammy is simply not capable of. I mean, look at her. That is one ugly bitch. You can tell just by looking at her that's she's a lame fuck. It's pretty obvious. I bet she just lays there. I bet she just takes it. I bet she only wants to make love. She's never interested in doing any of the things you want to do. She's never interested in any of the hard fucking you desperately need. You'll never get any of the good stuff from her. You need to be with a slut like me to get that. How did you get stuck with her anyway? Did you lose a bet or something?" Jessica said.

"I fucking hate you." John replied.

"You're lying, John. We all know it. That hard dick in my cunt is all I need to know about how you really feel about me. Trust me. You would not be that hard, your balls would not be so swollen, you would not be fucking me back if you weren't enjoying yourself." Jessica said as she smiled. John suddenly realized his hips were meeting hers stroke for stroke. He was getting close.

"C'mon, just admit it. Admit that you like me more than you like Tammy. Admit that you love me more than you love Tammy. Say all the things you've wanted to tell her. All the things in the back of your head that you've always wanted to tell her. Tell her!" Jessica ordered.

"FUCK YOU!" John yelled out, the pleasures of her pussy finally overwhelming him. He started cumming hard. His thrusting dick set off Jessica, who literally yelled out in orgasm.

Tammy watched this scene in horror. Just watching her husband and another woman have amazing simultaneous orgasms was a terrifying sight to see. A thought really started to take shape in her mind: Was John enjoying this? Not just the feelings of the things she was doing to him. But was part of him enjoying the rough nature of the sex. Did he maybe enjoy Jessica's filthy mouth? Was there a dark side to her husband's sexual nature? No, of course not. John had never complained about their love life. He had always enjoyed the sex. He wasn't into any of the rough, nasty shit that Jessica was.

Another, even more terrifying thought occurred to her. They were not using any protection. Tammy watched Jessica hump against John and flex her ass, coaxing John's semen to get as deep into her nasty pussy as possible. What if she got pregnant? What if Jessica got herself pregnant on Tammy's husband's dick? The way Jessica was fucking, it almost seemed like she was trying to get pregnant.

John's head fell back to the bed exhausted. His body relaxed as the post sex endorphins flowed through his veins. Jessica rolled off of him, tired from the rough sex. She pressed herself against his side, their sweaty bodies rubbing together. Jessica brought her lips to John's ear.

"If you keep fucking me like that, then tomorrow, I'll let you fuck my ass." she whispered before kissing his cheek. John was in a daze, ready to pass out. It was getting dark, so Jessica pulled out a blanket from under the bed to cover them both up with. Jessica rested her head on his chest, and John was in too much of a daze to fight her off. They were curled up together as they both quickly fell asleep.

Tammy was still wide awake. It was well before the time she usually went to sleep, same with John, but he was clearly worn out from fucking that bitch. She just sat in silence as she watched her husband and that whore curled up, sleeping together in her marital bed. Just this level of intimacy, even if it was forced by Jessica, was driving her nuts. She wanted to scream out, but she didn't want to wake John up.

She tried to fall asleep, anything to get away from the situation she was currently in. Unfortunately, being bound to this chair wasn't exactly comfortable. It took her a few hours, but finally, she nodded off.

It was a few hours later when Tammy was stirred awake. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she heard a sound. A wet, sucking sound. She looked towards the bed. She saw her husband awake, moving around a little, clearly agitated. She looked over to see Jessica, but she was not there. Then, Tammy noticed something bobbing under the blanket. The wet sucking noise was coming from under the blanket.

"Oh, shit!" John said quietly. He looked over to see if his wife was awake, but he didn't see her open eyes. He focused back on the incredible feelings coming from his dick.

He had been woken from his sleep by an amazingly pleasurable feeling coming from his dick. He had been dreaming for a few minutes before that. In the dream, he was getting his dick sucked by a woman. He looked down at the woman, but he couldn't quite make out the face. He thought it was his wife, but the face didn't match the image. It just didn't make sense. Tammy never sucked his dick like this. Her blowjobs never felt this amazing. She never sucked his dick anymore. Then he woke up.

He realized that he was still tied up in his bed, but he didn't have the chance to be disappointed as he realized that the pleasurable feelings coming from his dick was not just a dream. He looked down and saw something bobbing under the blanket. He realized immediately that it was Jessica under there. She must have woken up and just been hungry for dick. So she just went for it. Tammy was never that spontaneous.

As much as he hated to admit it, the blowjob felt amazing. Her tongue was everywhere. She knew just the right places to tease him. She even sucked his balls. She could even deep throat him, right down to the ball sack. Her drool dripping down his cock felt amazing. And she sucked so hard! This was an expert blowjob.

He looked over to see if Tammy was awake, and she was still in the same position, still asleep. John thought, 'what the hell, might as well enjoy it. Tammy won't know.' He just relaxed and let the feelings overwhelm him.

"Oh, fuck, Jessica." he said softly. If his hands were free, he would have placed them on top of her head to hold her on his dick. Her tongue was massaging his dick perfectly, trying to draw the cum out of his swollen balls and into her sucking mouth. Jessica's tongue swirling around his dickhead set him off.

"Ah, fuck!" John said firmly but quietly. His balls started pumping a massive load into Jessica's mouth. And like a good whore, she swallowed every drop. She kept sucking for a few minutes more after he stopped cumming, trying to get any excess cum. When she felt he was completely drained, she popped out from under the blanket and reappeared next to him. She kissed his cheek again.

"Good night, lover." she said softly, laying her head next to his and putting her arm around him protectively. In a daze, John fell asleep quickly.

John woke up with the sunlight shining on his face through the window. He realized he was still tied to the bed. He looked over and saw his wife slumped over, asleep. He turned and saw Jessica sleeping next to him, peacefully. 'God, she's gorgeous' was John's first thought, taking in her serene face. Wait, what? He shook this thought out of his head. This bitch was holding him and his wife hostage, and she had hurt his wife. He hated this woman. But how could a woman he hated so much make him feel this good?

John tried to rationalize his thoughts. On a purely physical level, he was enjoying what she was doing. It didn't mean anything. They were just physical reactions, not emotional ones. How could he not respond? No one would hold it against him for responding to her. It wasn't even him, it was his dick that responded. His dick was betraying his better judgment. This woman was insane. She had tied him down in his own home and had her way with him. She was crazy and evil. The only thing she had going for her was her body. Her gorgeous face. Those massive breasts. Her tight, wet pussy. Her tasty asshole. John tried to get her body out of his mind, but then he realized he couldn't hide from the truth. Her body was spectacular. She was fantastically stunning. He just had to accept it and move on. Her having a great body changed nothing. What kind of woman fucks a man in front of his wife? What kind of woman humiliates someone like that?