Losing Han Ch. 02

"OH FUCK ME.. FUCK ME.. FUCK ME WITH THAT BEAUTIFUL COCK!"

"Let me hear it, you bitch in heat!"

"FUCK ME.. FUCK ME LIKE JACK NEVER COULD!! OHH!! AAHHH!"

And Dave fucked her raw, her pussy flowing with juices to allow him to more easily violate her. Her body helping her and betraying her. Han was never a screamer before with Jack. Now, with Dave's encouragement, she screamed her cheating words into the night.

"OHHH GOD!! YOU FUCK ME SO MUCH BETTER THAN MY HUSBAND!! YOU MAKE ME CUM LIKE HE NEVER DID!! OHHHHHHH DAVE!! I LOVE YOU!!"

In spite of the cold, the lovers' bodies were now covered in a sheen of sweat as they gasped from their exertion. Finally, Dave began to arch back as he tightened his grip on Han's ass. Han was also approaching another orgasm and she cried:

"YESS!! CUM IN ME!! FILL MY WOMB!! FUCK ME FILTHY!"

And as David came he let out a groan:

"AhhhHHHH!! Drink it up you little slut!! "

Han felt his pole throb as it let loose a torrent of cum, filling her and she came again in a long powerful burn as she closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and let out a long incoherent wail.

When Dave's cock finally stopped spurting, he pulled back, withdrawing from his conquest. As his cock head popped from Han, her pussy erupted with semen dripping out in ropey lengths. He saw Han's knees begin to buckle as she recovered from her orgasm. It was sight that he had to capture. He pulled out Han's phone from his shirt pocket, and aimed the camera at her gaping, cum drenched pussy. He had his picture. Then on impulse, he opened the text of Tommy's and sent the picture along with the message: See what you're missing?

As they began to cool off, Dave spoke in a cool tone, "Now, my dear. Let's go in before we catch our deaths. I think a nice warm shower is order."

Han stood up and let Dave lead her back into the suite. And as they went to the bathroom, she saw Dave's hand casually grab a bottle of lube from a table.

They entered the bathroom. As Dave undressed, Han entered the shower. She turned on the warm water and let it rinse her body. Closing her eyes, she raised her head to the spout and felt the water on her face run down her front and back and down her legs, carrying Dave and Han's mixed juices with it. She heard Dave step into the shower behind her. She opened her eyes and turned around. There was Dave sitting on one of the molded seats, stroking his ten inch erection with lube. He was eyeing her with lust and amusement. She smiled at him and turned to offer him a view of her tan ass as she ran her fingers through her hair. Then, stepping out of the stream, she grabbed a bottle of body wash, poured a generous dollop into her hand, and started rubbing it all over her body. It felt good to massage the wash on her skin as the shower filled partially with steam. As she finished rubbing the wash on her toned top half, she bent over, and began working down her legs and feet. Han hoped her lover was enjoying the show.

"Get your married ass over here", she heard Dave command.

Dave watched as she pulled herself back up and spun around. Her hair flattened and pulled back neatly away from her face. Her pert breasts glistening in the steam. Her soapy body made it seem like she was glowing to him. Han strode sensuously to him and stopped, standing in front of him but not touching him. Dave reached out with one hand and started rubbing one of Han's tits between his thumb and fingers. She closed her eyes at his touch. Dave smiled, knowing that she would probably come from just his touch now. He almost envied her. But among power hungry men who knew of the drugs Han had taken, who knew the risks of sacrificing autonomy for pleasure, none would take them. Knowingly anyway, he thought with a wry smile.

"Babe, turn around", Dave ordered.

Han re-opened her eyes and slowly spun around. Dave grab her round ass cheeks roughly and spread then to give him a better view of her asshole. Han's breathing sped up.

"Did you like it when I fucked your asshole yesterday?"

Han nodded.

"Did you want me to fuck you in the ass?"

Han nodded.

"Say it."

Han's voice wavered, "Please... Dave,... fuck my ass."

"Do you promise never to let your husband touch your body again?"

Han shuddered. Still resisting, Dave thought. But she complied, "Yes."

So Dave grabbed Han by her hips, and pulled her ass towards his lubed cock. It was just like her first time, so hard to penetrate her anus. But once his cockhead had slipped in (Han's groans turned to a load gasp), he has able to slowly bring her down at a rate she was comfortable with. There would be plenty of time for rougher stuff in the future, he thought maliciously.

"God, you're tight. Your husband really missed out on this part of your package", Dave spoke with a sneer. The power he had over her, despite her love for her husband, her faithfulness, he loved corrupting that. And it was working on her as she nodded in agreement.

"I wish he could see you like this, don't you?"

She nodded. "You can do better than that", he spoke while easing her down his cock.

She understood, "Yes, I wish he could see me on your cock... taking it all... up my ass. UHHHHHH!"

She had finally bottomed out. Dave looked down at where the two lovers met. His cock was so large now, where was she putting it all? He put his hand on her smooth bare back, and leaned her forward, easing her off him. Dave watched Han place a hand on each of Dave's knees and brace herself. He admired his prize lifting off his greased member. He listened her groan change to a yes. She was an anal junkie now, so he let her set the pace. As she began sliding up and down, he lifted his hands off her and enjoyed the show.

"My ass.. My fucking ass.. Ooooo you feel so good in my ass", Han moaned as she motioned on and off his cock. Music to his ears, Dave felt bad about not taping this for Jack. The idea of Jack watching him fuck his wife almost made him cum. He had so many games to play. And not just with Jack.

"Oh Dave... DAVE! I'M CUMMING! OHHHH YOU MAKE ME CUM SO HARD!!"

His delicious treat was indeed cumming. He felt her juices drip out of her cunt and onto his balls. And he watched her hair fly in the air as she shook her head. Her grip on his knees tightened. Her sexuality drove him to his own climax.

"I'm going to cum, slut. Get off, I want to cum on that beautiful face of yours."

Han nodded and leaned forward, sliding off his cock. In a dream like state, she turned around and knelt in front of Dave. She positioned her face in front of Dave's cock and began jerking him off with both hands.

"No swallowing until I say so", Dave said in a fatherly tone, wagging his finger. Han gave him an icy stare and nodded. Soon Han's stroking was driving him towards his climax. And when he felt his cock begin to explode, Dave closed his eyes and leaned his head back. He felt his sex slave continue to jerk him off as he erupted on her face. String after string of cum shot out from him. When he re-opened his eyes and looked down, he saw Han's face and hair covered in his sperm. She had closed her eyes but was grinning, intoxicated by Dave's jizz.

Han felt Dave wipe some of his cum from her face, getting most of it off her eyes. Han opened her eyes and saw him gathering it into a glob on his finger. He brought it to Han's mouth.

"Say ah."

Han obediently opened her mouth and closed down on his finger. She desperately sucked on his finger like a calf at her mother's teat. Then Dave stood up, his erection still strong in Han's face.

"My dick has been some place naughty, my dear. Could you please clean it with your tongue?"

Han knew it was an order and obeyed. She began licking the shaft of the cock that had just been up her ass. She was happy that she had started to clean up there. His cock simply tasted of lube and delicious cum. She ran her tongue all over Dave's cock and balls. And as she did so, she played with her clit at the same time. Just as it was getting really good for her, she felt a hand lift her up by her armpit. Dave looked at her with his soulless eyes.

"Now, let's get you all cleaned up", he said as he turned her around and pushed her gently towards the shower stream, "Hands against the wall."

-

The next morning, Dave had the bell hop bring Han's confiscated clothes and items to his room and she got dressed. She wore a light green tank top with spaghetti straps and her blue short shorts with her black 3 inch pumps. Then Han followed Dave to the elevator, entering after him and turning to face the doors with Dave behind her. As the doors closed, she felt Dave immediately begin molesting her, with one hand, outside her clothes pawing at her breasts while the other hand slipped down her pants to get at her crotch. She leaned her head back into him, enjoying his touch. It was over too soon as Dave withdrew himself from her. They recomposed themselves just as the doors opened up to the lobby. They walked out of the elevator as nonchalantly as they could manage.

Han stood in the lobby, feeling worn out. Her asshole was especially sensitive as Dave had once again, taken her anally. God, thinking about it now, her hands splayed on the shower wall, the hot water playing off her back, as Dave's cock fucked her tight asshole again until she came over and over. Such an act no longer disgusted her, she actually yearned for it again. What other new appetites would Dave grow in her and what appetites would he satisfy with her body? They had then gone to the second bedroom and continued their fucking and sucking. It wasn't until a few hours later, when Han was exhausted that Dave relented and they went to sleep in each other's arms.

Now, as they were checking out, Han noticed a group of bellhops in the corner across the lobby pointing at her. She was curious about it and Dave noticed her noticing them. He then informed her that she had been rather noisy throughout the night and one of the bell hops had heard them. When one fellow had complimented him the next morning, Dave had replied:

"You think I'm lucky, think about the schmuck who she's married too."

Han had felt almost ashamed. But again no remorse came. She looked at a group of bellhops who observed her from afar. She recognized one of them. Danny, who had aided and abetted in her downfall. He looked in her direction, seen her stare, and made a stroking gesture with his hand as the other bellhops laughed. Han turned away, aware she given them a view of her fine ass. She followed Dave out of the lobby and into a limo.

As they sat down, Dave stroked Han's thigh, giving her body a thrill of excitement. The limo then pulled away from the hotel and on to the highway. Han watched the view pass by when she noticed that Dave was on his laptop top working with some satisfaction. She peered over and saw he was editing the film of what had happened the night before last. She saw herself deep-throating Dave's cock like a practiced porn star. She felt a sympathetic reaction as she saw herself swallow Dave's cum. Then she noticed that the files were being saved to a folder 'For Jack'. She looked at him and in an icy tone asked:

"Is that really necessary?"

"Han, Jack has to know he's lost you completely. Otherwise he'll be a pest in our new life together."

Han turned, "Or when you get bored of me."

Dave turned and looked at her. "Han. I love you. What you feel now for my body is what I have always felt for yours."

Han looked at him and saw he was serious.

"Han, when you married Jack, I was in utter agony. You were up there in my dreams and unattainable. So I had to do anything I could, be everything you wanted, so that you would give up that loser."

Han turned away. He was right and wrong. She wanted him now more than anything and she loathed him more than anything. But Dave, being the sociopath he had now shown himself to be, would not see that.

There ride was surprisingly uneventful and sex free, not for Han's lack of wanting. But Dave was preoccupied with his jerk off fantasy project that it sucked all his energy. As Dave finished his little project, he unplugged his USB stick and put away his laptop.

"I'm preparing something for Jack to stroke to at night." Dave answered Han's unasked question, "He's not going be able to get his hands on you anymore."

Han considered and asked, "Why do you hate him so much?"

Dave scoffed and muttered, "Hate him. That schmuck couldn't even keep his wife and lover, I've nothing to be jealous of."

Han understood. And turned away.

"Listen, forget your former life. You were too good for that. I'm going to show you first class from here on out."

It seemed to dampen Dave's mood when Han did not responded.

Han watched as the limo turned into what looked like a private airfield. They drove past some main building and up to a gate. The limo driver talked briefly to the person at the gate booth and drove through after the gate lifted. After driving a fair bit through the paved airfield, the limo finally stopped a short distance from a private jet. Some of the flight crew appeared to be standing in front of the limo expectantly.

Stone faced, Dave put on some shaded glasses and got out of the limo. He walked to Han's side and opened her door. As she got out, she shielded her eyes from the bright sunny day. Dave chatted with some of the flight crew for a bit. Han's eyes began to adjust to the brightness when Dave began to lead her by the arm. They approached the plane where there were two men were standing beside the bottom steps. It was then that Han noticed the men were armed with machine guns.

Dave, what have you got us into? she thought.

-

Jack

Jack flipped through the photos of his wife on the phone. She always took a good photo, so seeing her in a revealing red dress with another man's cum in her mouth hit Jack hard. If she was suffering, she sure was not showing it in the photos. The final photo appeared to have been taken somewhere else, no doubt by Dave. Seeing Han's gaping pussy overflowing with Dave's semen was another shot in the gut. It did not help that the Tommy's friends around the table were trying to get a look over Jack's shoulder.

'See what you're missing!' Jack read in the text. If Jack caught up to Dave, he would show that middle aged bastard what Jack thought he was missing.

"Come on! Let me have the phone, man!" the kid leaning over Jack's shoulder whined. Jack wanted to slug him. He looked at the group with a cold stare and they backed off. He turned back to Tommy, "So did... the lady say anything about where she or her... companion might be heading."

Tommy thought for a moment and responded, "No man. I tried phoning her a few days ago, but her cell was disconnected or something."

Jack noted Tommy looked more disappointed than he let on. You really got under his skin, didn't you Han, Jack thought. Fighting the urge to delete the photos, Jack switched to Tommy's contacts.

"Listen Tommy. I don't have any cards on me, but I'm going to leave my phone number in your contact list. If you recall anything or... Ms. Nguyen contacts you, please give me a call. Any information you have would pay well."

The group looked solemnly at Jack as he got up to leave. Tommy however just held his phone in his hand, reflecting on what he would do if Jack's wife did call him. Thinking Tommy might actually give a damn, "You might want to delete those photos. The lady might still have a future and if you care about her, she would probably appreciate not having those floating around the internet."

Not bothering to gauge Tommy's reaction, Jack turned around and walked out of the bar.

-

Jack sat outside the hotel on a park bench. He had no more moves. No one was left in this town that would know what happened Han.

"Hey man."

Jack turned and saw Danny. Jack had been so focused on Tommy and his wife that he had not looked closely at this kid. Danny was one of those guys who looked younger trying to look older. He had a slim, gangly build, with unkempt hair, and what looked like an attempt at a beard that would never come. He looked at Jack as if he were probing a large sleeping bear.

"Hey, umm, I may have some info about that chick... if you're interested?"

Jack perked up suspiciously. "Why didn't you say so back there?"

Danny's eyes widened and he looked around to make sure the two of them were not within anyone's hearing. Jack got the feeling he was being played but Danny spoke,"Uhhh, you said you had money for info, right?"

"Yeah," Jack replied carefully.

Danny looked up, as if he was keeping watch while speaking, "uuuu, yeah. I... kinda owe my crew in there some money. And, uh, if they saw you handing me some of those twenties..."

Jack did not doubt Danny was the kind of person to scam his friends. But that made his information problematic, "Really. So how do I know you know something and not scamming me for some money?"

Danny looked worried. "No, no man! It's good, I'll prove it."

Danny dug around his pockets and pulled out card. He held it in front of Jack's face so he could take a good look. It was Dave's business card. There was something written on the back. Some sort of address written in his wife's hand writing. Jack reached for it, but Danny pulled it away.

"Hey man, you said you'd pay", Danny said with a smile. At this point, the kid knew he had Jack, "Besides, I overheard where they were going. You'd want that too."

Jack looked the seedy kid over. Then he pulled out his wallet and pulled out the last 5 twenties in his wallet. Thank god the kid did not know Jack had more money in his jacket. He handed the money to Danny. Danny took it and handed the card over. Then the dickhead started to walk away!

"Hey!" Jack yelled and stood up almost ready to give chase. But Danny turned around and smiled.

"Just a prank, bro!" the kid replied with a giddy smile, "I overhead the old dude that Chinese chick went with on the phone. Said he was going to the airport south of the city. It's what all those companies use."

Jack was now very suspicious. "Where did you get this card from?"

Danny's infuriating grin widened, "The chick. He had her pass me a tip and she slipped it into the bills. And I recognized what she wrote on the back. That's one of the private buildings at the airport. Real nice setups some companies own to chill while waiting for flights."

Then Danny began to walk away again. Without looking back he shouted, "That's all I got buddy. Believe it or not."

Jack struggled. Could his wife be trying to reach out to Jack? In any way possible? Would she be that desperate to trust that skeevy kid?

Fuck if Jack knew and fuck if he had anything else to follow up on. However, he was already as prepared as he could be. Jack felt his inside pocket for the gun he had purchased. The .38 he had bought second hand was heavy in his pocket. Han would have hated Jack for buying a gun. But she probably already hated Jack, so not a problem, right?

Jack walked to his car, found the address of the airport on his phone, and drove off.

-

Danny watched the car peel out of the parking lot and onto the main road. As Jack's car disappeared around the corner, Danny unlocked his phone and dialed the number he'd been given. On the third ring, the guy answered.

"Creek."

"Yo man, it's Danny."

There was a pause as Danny imagined the old fart trying to recall who he was. But the guy soon answered, "Danny! So you called. Which means..."

Danny smiled, "Yeah, that Parker guy's looking for his wife. I sent him to the airport like you wanted."

"Thanks Danny. You earned that 500. And when I'm in town a month from now, you'll get the rest."

The Creek dude terminated the call. Danny's phone went black and he could see his smile in the dim reflection.