Dr. White's Code of Sluts Ch. 02 Pt. 02

Ryan truly had never thought about women that way, but in the moment, gawking at the half-naked Asian woman, it was impossible to deny that she was the sexiest woman he'd ever seen. He couldn't stop staring at her, saying nothing as he gawked at her.

"You'll never be able forget this, baby..." she began, softly squeezing her own tits... her perfect Asian tits... again, the sight of the soft, succulent flesh pouring through her fingers driving him crazy. He was hypnotized, practically drooling. "If you don't squeeze them now, you're just gonna wish you did later. And you'll begin to resent your wife for her being the reason you missed out on this. And if you come crawling back to me, I'll make your squeeze them right in front of your fucking wife..." she stated with some bite. "It'll be so much worse for her if you wait..." she threatened, still palming her massive jugs. "And besides... we've already made out... and you've felt my ass... and you rubbed your face against my big perfect Asian breasts... is squeezing them really any worse?" she asked, biting her lip. "I just... I just don't get why the hell you're saying no to this..."

He didn't know either. He was so worn down and broken, and the longer this went on, the more sense she was making. He wasn't gonna be able to escape. He wouldn't be able to forget. The only chance he had was to submit. To give himself over to her, to submit to her and give her everything she wanted. Maybe his efforts would inspire her to show some sense of mercy, to protect his betrayal from his wife's knowledge. The cost would be great, but his only hope would be to endure. To cling to his good nature, to protect his soul from the all-out attack this act would involve. To do his best not to lose himself, to hold back and stop himself from enjoying it as much as possible. To cling to his good nature and escape as unscathed as possible. God help him...

Shaking his head, he looked up at her.

"Can you..." he croaked out, looking up into her wicked, amused gaze. "If we do it, can you at least not tell her? Or let anyone tell her what happened? Please?" he asked, practically begging even as his cock strained through his pants, desperate for her body. She smirked with barely contained glee.

"Sure..." she purred, unable to hide the dark intentions in her voice. It was as if she knew she wouldn't be keeping up her end of the bargain, or that it wouldn't really matter in the end. But she was aware enough to see that he was right on the edge, and even a weak assurance on her end was all he needed to surrender to her. And she was right. Although her response didn't exactly inspire confidence, it was better than nothing. Probably the best deal he could get. He fell back, shaking his head, in disbelief that this was about to happen. She laughed at his discontent, knowing his tune would change very soon.

He put his head in his hands again. If this was gonna happen, he had to be smart about it. He reminded himself that he had to do his best to not enjoy this, just get it done and over with. That was of vital importance. Additionally... he had to keep things quiet so no one else could know. To cover his tracks. And he had to use protection. That was non-negotiable.

"Stacy..." he began, looking up at her again, poised to lay out the final terms of his surrender. But it was too late for that.

He'd already raised the white flag.

Before he could finish his sentence, her lips were on his, meeting in a fierce kiss once more. Immediately melting into the kiss as her tongue slid back into his mouth, rendering him unable to resist as she shoved him back into the couch roughly. In a flash, she was straddling him, her weight resting on the married man's lap as she kept her lips attached to his. With her legs spread around him lewdly, her skin-tight dress rose upwards, bunching up at her waist, exposing her nearly bare, thong-clad ass. And with her knees resting on the couch on either side of him, this put her crotch right against his, the clothed bulge straining to escape his pants grinding directly against her thinly covered pussy. And she was humping against him so obscenely that it didn't take long for him to feel her moisture even through his pants, her slutty pussy so eager and so ready for his big throbbing cock that it was gushing for him. Knowing that her wet, ready pussy was so close to his needy, steel-hard cock... it screamed out for her, desperate for the pleasure that was so tantalizingly close.

Their bodies melting together, lips locked in a tight seal, tongues coiled around each other, Ryan groaned into her mouth, the sensations of pleasure too potent to deny. Why did it have to feel so good with her? Why did their bodies fit together so right, in a way he'd never felt with any other girl? Was this meant to be? Was some wicked power above him guiding them together, despite the fact that he was married, and she was an evil, twisted bitch? God... if they didn't fit together so well, her advances wouldn't be so impossible to deny. He hated that he knew how fucking amazing the sex would be if he were to let go and enjoy it, which is why he had to really showcase his trademark self-control and withstand the pleasure she offered him as best as possible. But with his lips locked with his wife's boss, her heavy bare tits weighing against his chest, and feeling his swollen married dick feverishly grinding against her despite his best efforts, he feared it would be an impossible challenge.

Finally pulling back, a heated band of their combined spit connecting their swollen lips until it snapped, landing on his chin, she gave him a hungry, panting, ravenous grin as she looked down at him, her bare breasts rising and falling with each breath. She was so fucking ready for this. She didn't want to give him any more chances to deny her.

"I wanna fuck you so bad..." she sighed before kissing up his cheek, moving towards his ear. As she did this, her hands went straight back to his crotch, eager to finally get her hands on his big, bare cock. As her hands tore through his clothes, ripping open his button-up shirt and pulling it off, then yanking at his belt, his dazed eyes looked over her shoulder and caught a glimpse of their reflection in a mirror on the other side of the office, arresting his vision.

It was a brand new sight for him, the most exposed he'd seen her. With the entirety of her dress now bunched up around her waist, he could now see her long, taut back completely exposed to him, as well as the sight of her firm, lithe legs. She still had her red heels on her feet, each on either side of him as she straddled him. But the most captivating thing the reflection showed him was the sight of her thong-clad ass, exposed to him for the very first time.

The skin-tight dress had given him a good idea of what to expect, but even still, seeing it in the flesh was even better. Each firm, juicy cheek was impressively large and shapely given her petite frame, showing that she probably worked out like crazy to get an ass that firm and perfect and juicy. But given how tasty her body was, she was probably blessed with a perfect ass already, and her dedication to her body only made it more perfect. It stood out from her slim body like a shelf, mouthwatering and firm and fleshy and just fucking absolute perfection! It was further highlighted by the tiny black thong she was wearing, so slight and teeny that it wouldn't show through her dress. The thin black bands of the lacy material riding along the upper ridge of the firm cheeks before meeting in the middle in a small black triangle just above her ass-crack. The remaining point of that triangle connected to a third string, diving down between the firm, tanned, meaty cheeks of the Asian woman's ass and disappearing there, only emerging at the other side where it connected to the thin slightly see-through lacy material covering her pussy. In this position, her ass was posed front and center in the reflection, consuming his vision. And posed as she was, each slight movement made the firm cheeks part ever-so-slightly, giving a teasing glimpse at that third band of her thong nestled there, and the visual treats it barely covered.

Why did such a lewd sight make his mouth water?

He was a good man, raised to view women with respect. And he'd always lived up to that credo, never once pushing beyond the sensible sexual limits that normal girls like Elizabeth had, never once asking for something more advanced. But as his eyes feasted on the very advanced body of the wicked slut on top of him, new hungers were revealing themselves. He had to tamp those hungers down. He had to do his best to not enjoy this, and not get lost in her tasty body, and not eat her ass. He had to promise himself that he would not wedge his handsome married face between those perfect firm cheeks and eat her perfect ass in the way a slut like her probably craved, no matter how tasty it looked.

Seeking respite from his wayward thoughts, his eyes looked elsewhere. But no safety could be found, as every inch of her was even more delectable than the last. Even from behind, he could get teasing glimpses of the sides of her massively large breasts, and his mouth watered even more so than before. And in this battle, he feared his hunger for her would fail him, as even this small glimpse was driving him crazy.

With Stacy biting his earlobe lightly, his eyes rolled back into his head at the fierceness of her aggression towards him. In his daze, he felt her pull his undershirt up and rip it off, allowing their bare chests to meet, her heavy, full breasts now resting against his fit, well-built musculature. Her hands eagerly pulled open his pants enough to allow one of her hands to slide directly into his well-fitted boxer-briefs, her fingers wrapping around his thick meaty shaft eagerly, his steel-hard cock so insanely solid that it didn't rebound in the slightest to her touch. In that moment, it felt like he was harder than any man had ever been, certainly the hardest she'd ever encountered. No man had ever wanted her body more than Ryan did at precisely this moment.

Suddenly feverish in her desire, she roughly yanked at his bloated prick, eager to lay eyes on it, eager to finally see the married weapon he'd been teasing her with all night. With a forceful tug, Ryan's big swollen cock was finally freed from its confines, the band of his underwear snapping in place loudly and emphatically against his thighs as his final defenses failed him, surrendering to her desire to see it. And now, nearly the entirety of his baseball bat was revealed to her eyes for the very first time. Backing away from him ever so slightly, she had to look down at it. She had to see it. She just had to.

"Jesus fucking Christ, Ryan!" she called out, for the first time her controlled tone shattering, pure shock painted across her gorgeous features. He wasn't just big... he was FUCKING HUGE! Holy shit! And so fucking hard! Jesus! It had to be 10 inches... at least! 10 inches of perfect, pussy pleasing goodness! Yes! And it was thick, too... thick as her fucking wrist, thick enough that she couldn't fully wrap her fingers around it. Hard as metal, perfectly shaped, a sizable tube along the underside, showing that this cock could fire off a pretty serious amount of cum. Her eyes followed that tube upwards to the head, the spongy, flared mushroom tip looking swollen and angry and ready for action. It was perfectly shaped, the head of his cock not too large, but prominent enough to really do some damage.

The entirety of his massive white dick was just... perfect. There really was no other word for it. The shaft was smooth and unblemished, almost barely used. It was as if he had a sportscar between his legs that was barely being driven. Luckily for him, she was used to being in the driver's seat.

Stacy couldn't stop staring. As a connoisseur of big cocks, she couldn't recall seeing one quite so immaculate as this one. For a moment, even this aggressive, cutthroat slut was shocked into silent awe, unable to look away. But she hadn't quite seen the entirety of his perfection. With her fingers still gripping the base of his prick firmly, she tilted his perfect white cock away before reaching down gently with her other hand, as if poised to handle a loaded weapon. Letting her hand follow the underside of his big cock as she reached down into the area still hidden by his underwear, she gently caressed his heavy, swollen balls and lifted them over the hem of his briefs, revealing them to her gaze for the first time.

They were as perfect as the rest. Two heavy, egg-sized balls, contained in a smooth sack, his nuts too large for one of her small palms to contain. Swollen and full with so much fucking cum, they looked ready to burst. He had a lot of cum backed up in his system... no wonder he'd immediately gone gaga over her hot body. These heavy balls were full of his married sperm, so full they were set to explode. And if she got her way, she'd be experiencing every bit of that explosion.

Ryan enjoyed the brief respite, but seeing the undistilled admiration this experienced slut had for his big cock filled him with a strange sense of pride, that someone as worldly as her could be so impressed by him. She stared at it for a few extended, heavy moments of naked desire. Seeing her laser-focused, hungry gaze on his throbbing married cock, there was nothing that would get in the way of finally quenching her hunger. Seeing the intent in her eyes, he suddenly realized this was the moment. His fidelity was hanging on by a thread, and it was moments away from being shredded completely. These were the last few seconds before the inevitable, and the last chance he had to assert any level of control over what was about to happen.

"Stacy..." he began, about to warn her that he needed a condom before going any further. But before he could form another word, she leapt into action. Before he could react, she lifted herself up, wrapped her arm around the back of his neck, and pressed her giant bare breasts against his face, holding him close. He didn't even have a chance to enjoy the sight of her exposed breasts right in front of his face until he was smothered against them. He'd gotten a bit of this earlier, but now, with his face against the full expanse of her massive bare breasts, their effect was even more potent. Immersed in the most incredible softness imaginable, his face being smothered by her two round fleshy tits, her stiff pink nipples sliding against him... trying to speak up against this was the last thing on his mind. Drowning in her expansive titty-flesh, the light sheen of perspiration coating the silky-smooth skin of her giant boobs transferring onto his face, her girly scent filling his nose... his system was so overwhelmed with desire that thoughts of needing a condom were suddenly not so important.

Having successfully stifled his final act of rebellion, she wasn't about to waste any more time. Reaching down to pull her soaked black thong to the side, revealing the small, slick, puffy lips of her eager cunt, adorned with the smallest little landing strip of black pubic hair, she shifted to the side, hovering above his towering pillar. Reaching down, she curled her nimble fingers around his shaft, pointing it straight upwards, till that perfect, unblemished married prick was staring down her very hungry, very slutty sex-hole. Lowering herself enough so that the very tip of it was pressing against her entrance, she paused just long enough for him to realize what was about to happen. And before he could do anything but accept his fate, Stacy dropped her weight downwards, giving his thick married cock no choice but to enter her waiting pussy.

"OH!" Ryan groaned out into her chest. His entire body shuddered as a powerful shock to the system immediately hit him. His wife's vagina was nice and warm and snug... but this was at a whole other level altogether. Immediately, he knew her earlier boasts were accurate. Asian pussy was the best. Her immaculate, cute, small little pussy was somehow able to take his wrist-thick married dick inside of it, the plump lips spreading to their limit around him in order to allow him inside of her. The tip of his spear dug into waiting pussy, the hole opening up enough to take it, to allow his big married cock inside her and squeeze the living hell out of it almost immediately. The inner walls of her hungry pussy squeezed his thick cock like a clenched fist, the unholy tightness of her sex-hole a brand-new experience, the furthest cry from anything he'd ever experienced. From anything he'd known possible. It was as if his big thick cock and her tight Asian cunt were made for each other. His nerves were on fire, his mind was being struck by lightning.

And this was just the tip.

Despite her petite size, she was so fucking wet, and so turned on, and such a fucking size queen that somehow, she was able to take more and more of the married man's massive dick while barely slowing down. Her lips were wrapped around his shaft as tight as a drum, practically forming a perfect seal as she took him deeper, her juices coating his shaft, allowing deeper and deeper penetration. Two inches. Four. Six! She was able to take almost seven inches of wrist-thick married cock before she had to slow down to adjust, as his big cock began to hit extra-deep territory that only a lucky few were lucky enough to delve into. It was here that she had to pause and take a breath.

"Oh my God! Fuck, you're so big!" she sighed, her cunt spasming around his throbbing shaft as she adjusted to his intense size. "I want to take it all! FUCK! I want every inch inside my slutty Asian cunt!" She screamed out in unashamed pleasure, her pussy filled to the fucking brim and still wanting more. Her pussy clenched around him again.

"UGGGHHHHH!" he moaned into Stacy's fleshy tits, the well-built married man pinned underneath the petite Asian woman, restrained by her enormous breasts against his face and her tight pussy wrapped around his swollen pole. His legs wiggled beneath her, as if trying to work his way from underneath her, as if trying to reject the almost insane amount of pleasure coursing through him. What was this? How could this feel so fucking good!? How could anything feel this amazing? His cock was throbbing inside of her as the walls of her insanely tight fucking pussy clung to him, squeezing him, massaging his married dick in just the right way. And his cock felt like it was so deep inside her. Elizabeth always satisfied him, but he could never get too deep inside her. The curse of having a large endowment. A woman like Elizabeth was not built to take it. But Stacy wasn't most women. Her nasty fucking Asian pussy could fucking take it. Holy shit! He had promised himself not to enjoy this too much, but... fuck! How could anyone withstand pleasure like this?

"You feel that fucking cunt, baby? Yes!" she moaned, her pussy wrapped around him as tight as could be. "We're fucking together now! Yes! That big white cock is in my fucking pussy! That makes us lovers! OH! You can't take it back, babe! UGH! It's over! You'll never be the same now that you've had a real pussy... Asian pussy... yes!"

Ryan could barely hear her; he was so far gone. The pleasure... it was just too much. The inexperienced man couldn't handle it. Unable to help himself, he humped upwards, desperate for more as she stayed in place, adjusting to his size. But she was in control here, moving along with him, denying him the pleasure he sought. He tried grabbing her hips and pulling her down, but she was the boss here, not allowing him to move her.

"Hahaha! Look at you!" she laughed, still clutching the married man to her tits to silence him. "You were so desperate to not do this, but look at you now... ugh... yes! Trying to get every inch of this big, fat, perfect married cock into my nasty fucking cunt! You are loving this already! UGH! YES!" she moaned out, her pussy quivering around him. "So much better than Lizzy's boring vagina... right?"