Alex - 10 Days of Torment Ch. 32

"And there's one more I know?"

"Yes. That one came as a surprise."

"How so?"

"They came to us."

"They?"

"Husband and wife. I got a phone call from her. She said she knew you were away for a few weeks, and that she probably shouldn't be calling, but she was conflicted because she knew you were telling the truth, but her husband was convinced that somehow you weren't and that you were cheating on me?"

"She called to out me? Who would do that?"

"She didn't call to out you. She called because she wants them to be like us... you and me. But he was thinking it was too good to be true, so it must not be, which meant there had to be another explanation. His mind ran to cheating."

"I'm having a hard time following this. Who the hell was it?"

"Shayna Kreider."

"Who in the world is... wait! Shayna. And Shawn!?"

"Yes."

"But how?"

"They saw where you and Gerard walked after you were done that night. She figured out where the house is using Google maps. She got the address, went on her own to the gate and talked to one of the guards. Some guy named Billy," he laughed. "She told him the story. He got her in touch with us. Maggie and I invited them over to prove that you weren't kidding them. One thing led to another, and we swapped. By the way, she loves your page."

"Does she know where I was?" she asked, changing the subject a bit.

"Yes. I didn't think it was wise to tell them a lie when Shawn was convinced that's what you were doing in the first place. They needed to know we could be trusted."

"You know, I'm glad you did. That'll make it easier to confide in each other later. I... I just can't believe she showed up at the gate."

"When you're that driven to change the direction of your marriage and fate offers you a glimpse of what it can be, you act. You and Gerard definitely had a profound impact on her."

"Well, Gerard did. Shawn had a nice cock, but it's not yours or his."

"Actually, the thing that influenced her from what she told us was your sexual freedom. Being on the beach like that. No clothes with you. Openly being taken like you were. And... she was really turned on by eating you. That was actually what happened first when we got with them. She and Maggie got together first before we swapped. It was awesome to watch."

"You keep saying you swapped."

"Shayna wanted to feel that freedom that you did. They were stunned that we encouraged them to enjoy being here in the hot tub without suits on. The kids obviously don't care anymore. They seem unfazed by anyone that comes over and is around the pool, or even outside. It's perfectly normal to them now."

"I can't tell you how great that is to me."

"Well, you were right all along about that. But to answer your question, that night Maggie took Shawn down to her place and I had Shayna right here. She wanted to be able to do what she wanted without being distracted. More importantly, she knew Shawn would be. So she felt it was more fair to Maggie. We all had a great time. They're looking forward to coming back now that you're out. They think it would be fun if Gerard came over so there would be three couples."

She nodded, but didn't say anything. That had him puzzled. She knew he could feel her sudden tension and she tried to play it off by putting her hands on his chest and going a little firmer in her strokes. He noticed the tactic.

"Chris, are you okay?"

"Perfect. Why?"

"I mentioned Gerard and you freaked. What's going on?"

"I... I haven't talked to him. Or texted."

"Babe, you just got out eight hours ago. He knew you needed to be with your family today. I've talked to him. So has Maggie. He knows."

"I called Sasha. And Spike. I texted Ashley. But I didn't try to get in touch with the man whose supposed to be my boyfriend?"

"Okay. Is there a reason?"

"Yes. I don't have an answer for him."

"What?"

"About his proposal."

"You mean the job offer?"

"Yes. I'm not sure why, but I'm not sure what to do. There's something in the back of my mind that I can't put my finger on. It's making me hesitate. Plus, you know... the kids."

"Okay, first, the kids will be fine. You should know that they love him. He came over once a week while you were away. He even took them out to pizza and a movie one night. The job? They love the idea of spending the summer with the Lopez's kids. And Consuela is definitely on board to watch them for us. She wants an opportunity to make some money and feel more independent."

"So you think I should take it."

"I think you should do whatever is going to make you happy. I don't even know what the offer is."

"Alright. It's... "

"Babe?"

"Yes?"

"I don't need the details. I get the gist of it. And that's also your hangup."

"Huh?"

"I'm guessing it's subconscious since you're saying you can't put your finger on it, but I think the reason you're struggling with this is you're worried about being compared to the bitch."

"Okay... you're going to have to explain that."

"There are parts of the job you're probably understandably nervous about because you haven't done them before. The actual teaching of classes and such. But you'll figure that out. I know Gerard took your advice. He didn't wait for you to get out. He's been interviewing candidates to work under you. He actually wants to hire five that would cover two locations each, and you'd just oversee all of them."

"He told you that."

"He told Maggie. Same thing. And like I said, you're fully capable of doing that part of the job. What's really bothering you is the guys are going to compare you to her. And they will. It's perfectly natural that they would. They had a great thing going, it's been gone for well over a month, and they're thinking it's never going to be the same again. And you know what, they'd be right to think that way. It won't, because you're a different woman."

"God, you're right! That is what I'm worried about. There's no way I can take it. I don't think I can take that kind of scrutiny."

"My opinion? That'll last less than a week."

"How do you figure?"

"One, Gerard had to tell them all what happened to you, and who caused it. That alone is going to buy you some grace amongst them. Two, they already all know you... sexually. If I'm not mistaken, you've sucked off all of them and already fucked two. Three, they all know each other, and word will spread pretty fucking fast that things are going to be better than before."

"You seem pretty sure of that."

"I am, because of my last point."

"Which is?"

"You said it yourself a little bit ago. You're a much better slut than her. The student has surpassed her master. The first one out of those twenty guys you're with is going to figure that out pretty quickly, and they'll all know they're in much better hands than they used to be, probably by the end of that day; good news traveling fast and whatnot."

Her demeanor quickly changed, the happy smile on her face lighting up the room. Bending over, she pressed her big tits into his chest, licking at his ear.

"Do you want me to take it?" she asked excitedly.

"I want you to do whatever is going to make you happy. But I thought it was important that you give yourself credit for the slut you've become. I could not be more proud to be your husband, Christina. You are everything I could have ever dreamed of as a hotwife, and so much more. I'm the luckiest man on the planet."

"I'm about to make you realize just how right you are," she hummed.

She started slamming her lower body into him, her crotch slapping against his. His cock was like a piston, only it was still and the entire engine was moving up and down on it. She reached under his body, holding him tight in a grasp, squeezing him. His arms were pinned at his side, making him immobile.

Rolling her hips, she was literally twerking her ass, making her pussy wiggle while hammering down on him. He'd never felt anything like it. Turning his head in the only direction he could, he was thankful the full length mirror on the entire wall that bordered the right side of the room was in that direction. It was there for just that reason, so they could look at themselves while fucking. It pained him that for the longest time it went unused for that purpose, the two of them not connecting at all sexually because they each had hidden desires they never shared with each other. But Christina was making up for that all by herself.

Not only had he never felt anything like what she was doing to him, he'd never seen it either. It was a shame they weren't getting it on camera. He would have loved to have been on her web page.

He felt her release, his crotch suddenly drenched with her cum. She hadn't announced it, her focus on maintaining the torrid pace she'd set. He wondered how she could have suppressed emitting anything during such a powerful climax. Concentrating on his pleasure, she was ignoring that of her own even while her body responded naturally. Her mound rammed against his, the wet, squishing sounds increasing as splashes landed all over his torso. The slickness of her cunt somehow seemed to make her go faster.

He couldn't take any more. The way she was restricting his movements had him unable to escape the sweet torture she was giving him. Not that he really wanted to. But it was such a different way to fuck, or to be fucked as it were, that his climax arrived with no way to stop it.

"AAAHHHH BAAAAAABBBE!"

"CUM FOR ME STAG! CUM IN MY SLUTTY CUNT!"

He did, spewing more spunk than the Bad Dragon had inside her and on her earlier. Of all the things about her stag that she loved, his ability to fire such huge loads from his balls each and every time was probably her favorite. It was the sweetest reward he'd offer for all of her hard work, and often, like this time, feeling it pulse and spasm inside her tight walls would make her cum with him. It was an orgasm she allowed herself to enjoy fully.

"GAAAWWD DAMMMMMIT!" she screamed, thankful that their bedroom was pretty much soundproof with the doors closed as they were.

It took her a while to release him from her bear hug. She was too busy making out with him, still slowly grinding her pussy over his throbbing cock. She wondered if she could keep him hard just like that. But she knew he was tiring of being wrapped up by her like a mummy.

Extracting her arms from underneath him, she pressed up, staring deep into his eyes. He was caught in the swirl of enchantment in hers, the green irises pulling him in further.

"I love you so much, baby," she cooed.

"I love you too. Too bad we didn't get that on camera." She nodded toward her dresser. The digital recorder they used to use for the kids sporting events, before the camera technology on cell phones became so good, was there in place, pointed at their bed at a perfect angle to capture the action. The red light on, indicating it was recording at that very moment. "How?"

"I put it there earlier this evening. I had to get the zoom right on the lens. Thank God you lit the candles. It's going to be hot!"

"But it's on."

"That's how it records. You also have to make sure you take the lens cap off."

"I did that one time!"

"And missed Tommy's first goal of that season. Thank God Rene got it on hers or he still wouldn't let you hear the end of it."

"I don't understand though. It's been on since this early this evening?"

"No. It has a remote. Remember? I turned it on when I got to the top of the stairs. I wanted to capture my grand entrance," she winked.

"So... you'll put us on your Pornhub page?"

"Do you want me to?"

"Yes!"

"Okay. But... what would you say to me starting an OnlyFans account. I could actually get paid."

"You can't get paid on Pornhub?"

"Maybe. I'm not sure. I think OnlyFans would be easier. Plus it'll be a little safer. Only subscribers would get to see it. But, I wouldn't hide me. I'd be totally visible."

"I trust you. How would you get the word out?"

"Well, for one, I wouldn't take down the Pornhub content. I'd put up smaller clips to tease. But anything new that's full length... or if I decide to livestream? Plus there are a lot of social media platforms that I can use to direct them. Twitter. Instagram."

"You've put some thought into this."

"I've put some thought into a lot of things. What do you think?"

"I think you're the Queen. You should do whatever you want for all of your subjects."

"Fuck! That is one of the hottest things you've ever said to me!"

"Because it's true."

"I think there's going to be a lot more content in the future. I also think I'm going to take the job."

"You do?"

"I want to prove I'm a better slut than her. And a whore, when need be. I'm actually thinking about going back to Vegas at some point and being Venus again."

"You mean, escorting!?"

"Yeah. You sound shocked."

"No. But I am surprised."

"You shouldn't be. I really loved it. All except the heroin and coke. I sure loved the cock."

"I don't know, Chris. I don't think I'd be comfortable with you going there alone."

"I wouldn't. I'd ask my new best friend if she wants to come with me."

"Ashley?"

"She'd go by Brie, but yeah. What do you think?"

"I... I don't know. Like I said, I trust you. I don't want what happened to influence my thinking. But you literally just got out of rehab."

"I'm aware. I was there. The thing is, I don't want what happened to keep me from doing it again. This may sound silly, but I think I have to, at some point, to prove I'm past that."

"But you are."

"I'm past the drugs. I've got a sponsor. I'm going to attend NA meetings. I obviously need to talk to Gerard, but he's going to be a huge supporter of my sobriety. I wanna get involved in The Marjorie Project, the drug prevention program he started for teens in his old neighborhood in the city. I'm thinking of volunteering there two days a month. Plus it's really close to Sasha's salon, and Uncle Felix's hotel. I could make it a three-fer. I go to the salon, go volunteer for a shift at the center, and then swing by and fuck Uncle Felix. Someone has to step up and take care of his need for pussy so he'll give Aunt Selma a break. I bet she's getting railed six times a week right now instead of the four she promised she'd commit to," she laughed.

Alex knew all about Felix and Selma. It was another story Gerard shared when he visited, telling him and Maggie how they saved his life.

"Sounds like you want to do a lot of things."

"In time. There are other demons I need to exercise. But Lexi was adamant that I face them head on. She likened it to Luke having to face Darth Vader."

"Ha! Okay. That seems like a stretch, but she's the expert."

"She's simply saying I can't shy away from what I did. And doing it again with somebody that has my back and my best interests in mind will help me fully heal. Keep in mind, she's supportive of me continuing on my sexual journey. What I have to do is face the demon of drug addiction head on. She felt trying to eliminate my sexual needs would lead me back to herion, not away from it. But since the two went hand in hand, even though it was just a few days in reality, I have to learn to navigate what I love without that extra factor. To that end, surprising, she's in favor of me continuing to use pot."

"Really?"

"She... and the clinic, do not see a correlation between THC and cocaine or heroin use. Quite the opposite. They support it being legal in California. They'd like to see that become national. Because of that, knowing how I positively respond to sex while on wax, Lexi doesn't want me to eliminate it. Her professional opinion is that if I don't occasionally partake in using pot, I'll create a scenario where I'll crave heroin. I get her point. I don't necessarily believe it, because I'm not going to let the bitch control me like that... and that's what a relapse would mean. She'd still habe her claws in me. I'm stronger than her. I'm going to spend every day proving that to myself."

"Okay. When would you be thinking of going to Vegas. The kids might get concerned?"

"Oh my goodness. A year? It's going to be a long time. I'd need to have a conversation with Ash and Jack. I won't even consider it if she won't do it with me."

"It has to be her? It can't be someone else?"

"It has to be my best friend, because... "

"You're right. I get it. That makes sense, because you thought you were with your best friend before."

"Right. But like I said, I need to put Venus on a shelf and leave her there for a while. I need to commit to being me. That starts tomorrow when I go see Sasha."

"Another transformation?"

"More of a hard reset. Until then, I'm still Venus until morning. What nasty thing do you want to do to her? Remember, so far she only has one hard limit."

He rolled them over and pulled out, his cock still as hard as when she walked in the room. Hopping off the bed, he held out his hand.

"C'mon."

She couldn't stop giggling as he took her firmly by the wrist and practically dragged her with him. "Where are we going?"

"Outside," he said as he grabbed the camera, making her walk in front of him so he could film her sexy ass and the tattoo on her back.

Looking over her shoulder, the butterfly in her hair was in frame. It was much less striking because her hair had grown out, but was still recognizable.

"You're going to do it, aren't you! You can't get it out of your perverted mind."

"Me? You planted the fucking seed!"

"Because I want you to do it to me. I want you to see me debase myself for you. I want you to do it, and then I want you to fuck my ass like the whore I can be for men."

"Get going down the stairs before I change my mind."

He filmed her going down the spiral staircase, having to take her time because of the expensive five-inch heels she was wearing. Following her out of the house, they moved to the grass, where she quickly got on her knees and leaned way back, her palms placed on the perfect turf between her feet. Her massive chest was thrust out, and her head was titled back. The fire in her eyes belied the comment she'd made earlier. If she wasn't normally into what she was about to do, she certainly was at that moment. He focused the camera, panning up and down her body. He zoomed in on her spread pussy, her labia splayed open, his huge fresh load of thick cum leaking out of her in globs that clung to her lips before dripping down her inner thighs or onto the lawn.

Fortunately, his erection had softened a bit. He was three-quarters hard, which would make things easier... if he could find the nerve to go through with it. She saw the trepidation in his unblinking stare.

"Piss on me baby. Piss on your Queen. Let me prove what kind of whore I really am for men. Piss on my face and tits!"

He repositioned the camera and took his cock in his left hand. It took a few seconds, the stage fright of her looking at him and how taboo what she wanted from him making going more difficult. Finally a hot, steady stream fired from his head, the splash against her neck and chest sounding strangely erotic. Then it became more so when he aimed higher.

"Well there's something you don't see every day," Maggie said as she looked out of her bedroom window. She'd heard voices and had gotten up from the comfort of her bed, her curiosity getting the best of her. She was glad she did, or she wouldn't have believed it. "Fuck! And here I thought I was the only one into that kind of kink!"

She watched, like a common voyeur, as her neighbors engaged in an act most people on the planet would gag over. Christina let the hot steaming liquid wash over her, but she kept her mouth closed. She seemed to be basking in the feeling, her nostrils flaring as she embraced her place at his feet. She was feeding on the power it gave her, the exact opposite reaction he would have expected. Any kind of debasement and humiliation were replaced by a strength that was impossible to describe.