Friends with Benefits Ch. 06

He huffed, "Cum...good...cum."

Feeling his cum coating the inside of my cunt sent me over the crevice. I shut my eyes tight as the orgasmic coursed through my body from my quivering quim to my buffeted brain. Explosions of white light ripped the black behind my eyes. I simply wailed my wanton wonderment, "Woohoo!"

After our shower we patted each other dry. I took one of Vic's white T-shirts and slipped it over my head. "Mind if I borrow this?"

"Help yourself."

The shirt fit like a mini-dress. I stuffed my corset and stockings and the rest of the maid's outfit into a plastic sack. I sat on the edge of the bed and strapped my stilettos back on. The bed creaked as Vic sat down heavily next to me wrapped in a robe.

I resisted Vic's attempt to get me to lay back. "Please, Victor, no. Bill will be here shortly. I still need to clean the kitchen up."

Vic sighed and said, "I'll clean the kitchen. Don't worry about it. Besides I need to figure all this out."

I stroked Victor's cheek and looked into his eyes, "Victor, we've been friends for a long time. You're my lover. Isn't it better that Bill not only knows about us but approves? Doesn't that beat sneaking around behind his back?"

"So what are you saying, its not cheating if your husband knows about it?"

I smiled, "Something like that."

Outside, I heard Bill's car horn honk. I kissed Victor quickly on the mouth and whispered before I retreated out of the door. "Good night, Lover."

My stilettos clicked on the sidewalk as I hurried to the waiting car. I hopped in, slammed the door and kissed Bill on the cheek.

He patted my knee put the car in gear and drove away. He opined sarcastically, "Nice outfit. Have a good time?"

I pulled on the T-shirt, "What, this? Would you rather I ran to the car naked?"

Bill retorted, "So the outfit I dressed you in gets put in a trash bag?"

"Victor fucks me silly and you don't mind but I cover my ass with his T-shirt and you're upset?"

I clung to the door pouting while Bill remained silent. Oncoming headlights caught his face and it seemed to have lost its fury. It wasn't supposed to be this way. My fears were coming to fruition, Bill was getting jealous and Vic was falling in love with me and I was caught in the middle.

"I love you Bill. I won't see Victor again."

Bill reached across the seat and pulled me to him, "I'm sorry Stella. I know you love me and I love you. I just expected you to be in the maid's outfit when you came out. You looked so hot when you're disheveled from getting fucked."

I looked in Bill's lap he was hard just thinking about me in the risqué outfit. I squeezed his cock through his breeches and offered, "I'll put it on when we get home and you can fuck me in it."

Bill chuckled his arm still around me cuddled me into an embrace. "No, that should be something that was just between you and Vic. Probably better that way. Sorry, I didn't expect to be emotional about it. And, I do think you'll want to see Vic again."

I unzipped Bill's trousers and fished out his cock. I licked my palm wetting it before clutching his cock. I smiled as Bill moaned. I began to slowly stroke his hard shaft. Bill's cock wasn't as big as Victor's but it was just as hard.

"Does that feel good, Baby?" I cooed.

"Uh-huh."

"Maybe it would be better if I didn't see Victor. He's falling in love with me."

"He said that?" Bill hissed steering out of the on-coming lane.

"Yeah." I grinned it was a funny conversation to have with your husband while you were jacking him off.

"How do you feel about Victor?"

I stopped stroking Bill's cock and contemplated my answer. "There's always been an emotional component with Victor. I said that from the start. Do I love Victor? Yes. Do I love him any more than I did before I had sex with him? Probably. But I also love you more since you've shared me."

Bill glanced at me and I began stroking his cock again. "Love me more?"

"Yeah, I love you more. You've awoken the inner slut in me. To be honest I think I enjoy fucking the guys more than sex with Victor."

"Why's that?"

"They don't have any expectations from me except sex but Victor does. He wants me to love him in a way that I can't. He doesn't understand the concept of friends with benefits."

"I see." Bill slowed the car in front of our house and pushed the garage door opener. He pulled into the garage and hit the button to close the overhead door.

While it rattled down I lowered my face into Bill's lap and kissed the head of his cock. I tasted his pre-cum drooling from the tip. I snaked my tongue tip into his piss slit and he jumped in his seat. I giggled then swallowed his entire length.

"Ahhhh. Stella that feels so good."

I squeezed Bill's bloated balls and bobbed on his cock with reckless abandonment. I wanted my husband. I wanted him now. I spit out his cock opened my car door and jumped out. I practically sprinted to the front of the car.

He met me between the headlights of the car and pulled me into hot embrace. He was panting when he kissed me penetrating my mouth with his tongue, reasserting his dominance. He broke our kiss and held me at arm's length for just a moment. Then he grabbed my T-shirt at the collar and ripped it open exposing my breasts through the tattered material. He pulled me back and hungrily almost angrily sucked hard on my nipple.

It took my breath away and I hissed my pleasure. I tugged on Bill's cock smearing more pre-cum around its ballooned head as he alternated between my breasts, sucking on one and then the other. When he could take no more he spun me towards the car. I raised the hem of my torn T-shirt above my waist and bent at the waist. I seized a butt cheek in each hand and spread my ass cheeks open revealing my pretty pink pucker.

Bill grabbed the back of my head and pushed me over until my tits were crushed into the still warm hood of the car. Looking back at him out of the corner of my eye I saw him sneer then spit into my butthole. He took his bobbing, throbbing cock and savagely shoved it up my ass in a single thrust.

I screamed at the painful violation and released my buttocks to hammer the hood of the car with my fists. "Slow...Bill...Slow."

Bill ignored my pleas and power-drove his pecker again and again into my ass with energetic intensity. Using his cock to stab my ass for emphasis he huffed, "You're my slut, Stella. Say it."

I popped my fist into the hood and tearfully whimpered, "I'm your slut, Bill, your slut."

My surrender only fueled Bill's lust and he picked up the pace of his anal assault. Gradually the pain began to evolve into pleasure as his cock found the range of my G-spot and gleefully tapped it through the walls of my innards. I glanced up at Bill, he was wide-eyed with desire and drove his cock into me with unruly recklessness.

"Harder... Bill....Fuck my ass....harder." I begged.

He grabbed me by my hair and pulled up forcing me to arch my back. He rammed the rest of his cock into me and blasted his seed deep inside me. His cock throbbed as it shot wad after wad of cum and I could feel it pulsate throughout my posterior. He pushed harder driving his cock against my G-spot.

I screamed as ejaculate spewed from my snatch and splattered on the concrete floor and ricocheted onto my ankles. With bent up climatic release I slammed my fist into the hood of the car. The blow left a dent. Red light turned to white then faded to black. After a moment I was back in the land of the living. I was still bent over the hood of the car with my head laying on my out-stretched arms.

Bill brushed my long black hair out of my face, "Stella, Stella, are you alright?"

I blinked trying to focus. An ear-to-ear grin broke out on my face. "I'm alright Bill. Just let me catch my breath."

"I'm sorry Stella. I know I hurt you. Please forgive me."

Slowly I rose up off the hood and Bill helped to steady me. I looked into his eyes and brushed his cheek, "I love you Bill. That was so intense. The pleasure wouldn't have come without the pain. It didn't last. You are a real cocksman. I love you."

Bill hugged me tight and I could feel the warmth of his enduring love. He held me upright and we shuffled into the house. "I love you, Stella with all my heart."

I suddenly remembered and asked Bill, "Who won my panties?"