Married to a Bully Ch. 02

Jeff patted his knee, and she sat upon it and looked straight into his eyes.

"I feel funny," she giggled.

"Love drugs."

"I don't love you."

Jeff chuckled; at least she was being honest.

"What about this," he flicked his tongue out.

He smiled as Anna's face blushed, and she dropped her head and nodded.

"I'm so happy today."

"You deserve it." He kneaded his wife's exposed ass.

"Are you ready to party?" Jeff asked

"Fuck yeah!"

The small amount of Molly influenced her newfound excitement. She thought it was the beach, the warm sunshine, that was causing all of these warm and fuzzy feelings.

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"Oh my...fuck!" Anna opened her eyes.

The crimson room was tinted red, and everyone held a reddish tone. The redheaded woman between her legs lapped at her clitoris.

"Mmm, ooh, fuck yes," she gasped. The stranger's hair looked like fire and matched the flames burning inside her.

"Lick that pussy," Anna murmured.

She was in awe, and the woman licked her with a skill she had never experienced. Jeff's hot breath in her ear added to the sensations.

"You look so sexy," he whispered.

Anna heard Sara's voice second his belief. She looked over as Sara knelt on her knees, sucking Derek's long black dick. Sara bounced the big sticky dick on her cheek and laughed, "It's so big!"

Anna giggled at her friend, and Jeff chuckled. They watched as Sara stuffed his prominent member into her mouth; her tongue reached out to lap his balls.

"What about your husband?" Jeff taunted.

Sara removed the dick from her wet mouth, smiling at him. The rims of her eyes were black with mascara stains, and Jeff had to admit, she had deep-throated the hell out of his dick.

"She loves black cock, ain't that right sweet girl?" Derek asked, rubbing her now wet chin.

Sara nodded before leaning down to take his tight balls into her mouth. He let his head roll back and enjoyed the married woman's warm mouth.

"I want to suck him," Anna moaned out.

The way Sara was moaning, she too wanted to taste the chocolate.

Jeff grabbed Anna's brown curly hair and yanked her head back. It didn't hurt; it added to her pleasure, and she let out a pleasurable groan.

"You are a dirty little slut."

Anna nodded and stuck her tongue out.

"I want to suck some black dick," she giggled, knowing she was getting a rise out of him.

His voice was raspy and melted her,

"You want me to punish you in public? You can't suck anyone but me, do you hear me?"

She turned her head to smirk, "You won't hurt me.'

"I'll crack you, though," he began nibbling her ear.

Anna ignored his sexual threats and focused again on the redhead moving between her legs. Jeff laughed as her hands pulled at the red hair, her hips swiveling on the beautiful woman's mouth.

"Cum on her tongue. She wants to taste that sweet pussy."

"Fuck...ahh."

Jeff pulled at her nipples, and he could feel her legs shivering around his knees and knew she would soon burst. Jeff paused and held Annas' thighs; the woman licked greedily at her exposed clit. She wiggled around his lap and mumbled obscenities as her warm juice ran down her crack onto his lap.

Sara was now bouncing on Derek's dick, and her tiny frame swiveled like a snake. Jeff reached over and smacked one of her toned ass cheeks. Sara looked toward Jeff. She wore the same come fuck me expression she had held at the house.

Jeff averted his gaze, he usually relished in things like this, but his heart was heavy and clutching the guilt. He couldn't get the memory of Anna's tear-stained face out of his mind. Even with the liquor and few drugs he had taken, the shame of letting her get hurt stung.

Jeff wrapped his arms around Anna, who was lost entirely in elation.

"I'll never let anyone hurt you again," he assured.

Even if she was only his wife for this short time, he was now determined to keep her safe and happy. What would satisfy a person more than a room full of women and men willing to fulfill her desires?

Anna groaned and laid her head back on his shoulder as the woman's tongue assaulted her now sensitive clitoris.

"Mmm, ahh, daddy, it feels so...good."

"Do you want some dick?" Jeff asked, grabbing at her small breasts.

Anna looked around and nodded. She had spotted a blonde-haired guy she wanted to fuck. The man was fucking another woman, and she wondered if Jeff would allow it.

Before Anna could ask, Jeff had nudged Derek to stop his activities and come fuck his wife.

"I'm going to pound that pussy." Derek's eyes were wide; he was intoxicated but remembered the embarrassment of succumbing to her warm sex.

"Take that dick like a big girl, don't run from him."

"I don't run!" Anna laughed.

Jeff chuckled and brushed his hand over her forehead, wiping at her sweat-sheened complexion

"Open her legs up," Derek ordered, positioning himself in front of the newlyweds.

Anna's jaw dropped as Derek entered her creamy pussy, and started stroking slowly to deter himself from an early bust. The redhead adjusted herself near the action, taking licks and laps at their coupling. Anna rocked and groaned at the multitude of pleasures surrounding her. She felt the thick dick invading her pussy, a mouth nibbling softly at her clitoris hood. Large hands clutched her waist, the sweet whispers of safety from a man she had once feared.

"Oh...fuck!"

Jeff nuzzled her neck and cradled her body, watching as the ebony dick filled her up.

"You are a freak, and I love it."

Anna gave a lazy smile at his comment and giggled, "You are too,"

Sara stared longingly at the couple, their tongues roaming into each other's mouths. Feeling a bit envious, she blurted out her expression.

"Anna, I swear you are so fucking lucky."

"No, I'm lucky," Jeff smiled as Sara gave him a longing look.

Anna couldn't help but giggle at his words; she didn't think she believed it. It was hard to overthink it when she was being fucked so well.

Sara whispered in Jeff's ear, "Can I suck it?"

Jeff nodded and moved Anna over to his side. As Sara situated herself between his long legs, Jeff's fingers rubbed at his wife's sensitive clit.

"Take that dick, baby." He moved his hand to her brown nipples, pulling them slightly.

Sara flipped her hair doing a few seductive tongue flicks on his cock. She was gazing at Jeff, but his stare stayed on his wife.

Anna screamed in ecstasy, her legs were behind her head, and Derek stroked faster.

"Cum on that dick, girl," Sara smiled.

"Yes, yes! Mmm, I'm coming."

Sara moved closer to her and let her fingers brush her clit. "You are so sexy."

Anna only chuckled nervously, becoming bashful at the pretty girls' comment.

Derek removed the condom and motioned for Sara to get up there.

"Come on, it's your turn, little girl," he smiled.

Sara rushed over and arched her back for more backshots before she had to go home.

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The after-party and coming down seemed much more relaxed. Anna was wide away and kept giggling at Jeff and Derek's friendly interaction. The talk was raunchy and explicit. Had she been sober, she would have been quite embarrassed.

"You couldn't last 10 mins!" Jeff shouted.

"I fucked the hell out of her," Derek pointed toward Anna.

"That one maybe, but not my baby," Jeff pointed toward Sara, who was out like a light.

"She has been wanting some dick for a while, poor girl."

Jeff chuckled, "That old man will have a heart attack if she's not home to give him his medicine in the morning."

Anna giggled and laid her head on Jeff's arm.

"You better take care of me when I get old," Jeff smiled at Anna.

"Fuck him, put his ass in a nursing home," Derk laughed."What are we going to do with her."

"You know where she lives? We could leave her on the porch, like back to the future," Jeff mocked.

"Where we're going. We don't need roads," Derek laughed.

He nudged Sara's arm, and she jumped up.

Anna laughed at her surprised expression, "You fell asleep; what time do you have to be home?

"Fuck, what time is it?" she murmured.

"You are back in 1956, baby," Jeff cracked up.

Sara stood to her feet and looked toward Anna, "Can you walk me home?"

"I can," Derek offered.

"No offense and I love black cock, but my husband would kill you."

The three of them laughed at her remark; Derek shook his head, "I'd beat his ass,"

"And I'll help," Jeff snickered.

Anna looked toward Jeff, confused, "I thought you were racist."

Derek cracked up at her observation.

"We all need to go. Anna is talking crazy."

Once Sara was safe at home and Derek was in his Uber, the pair went into the master bedroom. Anna couldn't sleep; she was wired and stared out at the darkness. She could make out the whites of the waves even without the moons' glow. Regardless of the dull night, Anna felt remarkable. She twirled on the balcony, naked and unrestricted.

"Whooo! I love this balcony, and I love my bathing suit, but I want to get some bottoms that fit."

"They're fine. I like them," Jeff remarked, looking at his phone.

"Only because my ass hangs out! I want some comfortable ones to wear if we go to the waterpark."

"What waterpark?"

"Sara said there's a water park down the street, it's for kids, but I've never been to a waterpark. Sara said we would go, and I want to go to the beach tomorrow, and she's going to help me tomorrow for the party. I wish we would have time today because Sara said-."

"Sara, Sara, Sara," Jeff groaned.

"She is so nice, and we have so much in common, Jeff. It's trippy. We were both born in August, but she's 24. And she said she was married on the 28th of April, and we were married on the 28th of August, but it's the same since they both start with an A," Anna rambled,

"Sounds like you want to fuck Sara," Jeff chuckled.

"No, she's just my friend. That would be weird if we had sex. She did rub my pussy," Anna giggled and jumped on the bed. "I was like, oh my God, is she rubbing my pussy? I looked over, and it was her. I was freaking out. But I was sitting on your lap most of the time, so I wasn't that scared, ya know,".

"I'm never giving you drugs again," he laughed.

"I smoked so much weed. Your friend is so cool. I like his dick, but it was weird fucking him."

"Why?"

"Because you're my husband, and you can get crazy. I thought you might kick him like you did your brother. I was freaking out. Oh, and thank you for sticking up for me; I think I like you now."

"You didn't like me?" Jeff acted surprised.

"I didn't before because you were mean and rude. Like, what the fuck is going on in your head? You do the craziest stuff. And then you say mean shit to me, you talk to me like I am Kate or something. I get so mad at you..." Anna stared at the ceiling for a few moments before returning to Jeff.

"And?"

"And what?"

"You were saying how mad I made you," Jeff chuckled.

"Oh yeah, you make me so mad. You literally make me want to hit you. You are such a fucking asshole sometimes."

"Thanks," He replied, focusing more on his phone than her drug-induced sentiments.

"It's not a compliment, Jeff!" Anna laughed. "I've never hit anyone until I met you, but I think you like it when I hit you," Anna giggled and pointed at him. "You're freaky, and Sara thinks you're hot."

He glanced at her, "I didn't marry Sara or Kate. I married you, so what do you think?"

Anna giggled and lay her head on his shoulder, "I just told you!"

"You said you want to hit me."

"Not now, but sometimes, you do it on purpose!"

He laughed and nodded, "Yeah, I enjoy pushing buttons." He poked her chest. "I wouldn't have gotten this far in life if I didn't. I do what I want; when I want, I am not suppressed like you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Anna lifted her head to push his shoulder.

"Ow," he laughed. "You worry too much."

"I have to. I'm not privileged and rich like you."

"You will be."

"I know, but I'm just a regular person. I didn't have what you had growing up."

"My real mother was... It doesn't matter what you have, had, or don't have; you shouldn't use poverty as a crutch to lean on when you don't get what you want. Just go out and get it."

Anna nodded, "I want it."

"What do you want?"

Jeff looked at her, stunned as she eyed his dick with craving.

"No, I'm being serious. We are having a serious conversation. Did I tell you I'm never giving you any more drugs?"

Anna's hand rubbed his leg, inching up to his cock.

"I can suck it?"

"No." He removed her hand.

Anna held a shocked expression, "You always want to fuck me!"

"You are insatiable tonight. Calm yourself, little girl. You remind me of someone I know."

She giggled, "I'm not like you; your head is always in the gutter."

"Well, you should be happy; I don't want to fuck you right now."

"Why not?"

Jeff chuckled, "You had more orgasms than most women get in a year in three hours. You've had enough.

"It was so fun."

"See, I told you. You've got to trust me. I only want what's best for you. Come here."

Anna moved and perched on his waist, wiggling her bare pussy around his crotch. She positioned her hands on his hairy chest and moaned loudly as her clit rubbed against his semi-erect dick.

Jeff laughed and popped her bare ass cheek, "No. We aren't fucking, just lay on me."

Anna's head leaned down to kiss him. He took her full bottom lip into his mouth and nibbled softly

"Mmm, please," she purred.

He smiled and slapped her ass; she moaned out and humped faster.

"You are so hard-headed. Lay flat."

She put her weight on him and giggled. Her chest pressed against his, and her legs stopped around his thighs. He stared at her a few moments before moving her long curls out of the way.

She laughed, "What are we doing?"

Jeff wrapped his arms around her small torso, "I want you to put all your worries on me. Let me handle everything."

"No," She giggled, and her head popped to look at him. "You want me to be your sub, Marty told me."

Jeff's expression turned vicious, and he shoved her head down.

"Don't talk about him."

Her voice was muffed in his neck, "I'm sorry I fucked him. I was wrong; I just...I don't-"

Jeff groaned, "Anna, will you shut up."

Her head popped up fast, "Why don't you like him?"

"It's a long story. Stop talking and relax," Jeff chuckled.

He let his hands rub across her back.

Anna wiggled free and moved down to lay on his chest. "Mmm, you're so warm."

"I wanted you, Anna. I got you, and now I want you to give me control."

"Why?"

"You're my wife."

Jeff kissed her forehead and rubbed her back. "You belong to me, little girl. I know fucked up, but I promise I'll make it up to you. I was hoping you could let go of all the pain you feel, all your worries, and all your doubts. Let me have them. I vowed I would look after you, and I will, even after I get my money."

He peered at the top of her head.

"You don't have to stay with me, and you can get your place, but...."

Anna got quiet, and he thought she was asleep.

"I just want to make sure you are safe, and I want you to go to college and do something with your life. You're a smart woman. You deserve the best, Anna." He felt the wetness of her fresh tears on his chest. He hoped they weren't tears of regret.

"Thank you," she breathed out.

"Trust me. We are going to have a lot more fun."

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It was Jeff's night to unwind; after a late 2 pm breakfast, the pair separated. Anna went to the beach, meeting Sara to sunbathe on the Carolina shore. Jeff took another nap after drinking a bit too much at breakfast. When he awoke, he showered, trimmed his beard, and went to find her.

The two women were sprawled out on the large blanket, whispering to each other before Sara busted in laughter.

"You two talking about me?" Jeff asked.

He took a seat on the blanket and took in the setting, and he had forgotten how beautiful the ocean looked in the late afternoon. A few people scattered around, but it was genuinely peaceful out here.

"No, Derek," Sara smiled.

"Yeah, he's laughable."

"What's the plan for tonight?" Sara asked.

Jeff scoffed, "I don't know what you and your husband do on a Friday night."

"She's coming with us, right?" Anna asked in almost a pout.

Jeff nodded, "Sure."

"Yes! Is Derek coming?"

"No, he's got some things to handle."

Both women's faces fell and made Jeff chuckle.

"I want you to chill out tonight if you don't mind," he looked toward Anna. She nodded and blushed, feeling strange about the naughty things she had done the night before. She had a great time, but she couldn't ever remember feeling that horned up. It scared her.

"Do you have more friends?" Sara inquired.

"I don't know the people down here that well. This is more Derek's scene. The crowd I hang with...." He smiled.

"They would have your little ass barely able to stand up."

"Damn, you're lucky," Sara shook her head at Anna.

Anna didn't feel that lucky; skipping romance, her first marriage seemed fake in all aspects. Even the sexual parts were disoriented, even though she had cum in so many different ways last night. She had lost count of the orgasms and the people who gave them to her.

"You can wear that dress, or you can go in your bathing suit. I am serious about not playing today, though. I don't want anything happening to you; stay close and don't look too sexy."

"You made that damn near impossible," Sara grinned at Jeff.

Anna shook her head bashfully; she didn't think she was too alluring.

"What time can you come?" She asked Sara.

"I can come now."

Anna smiled, and the two of them started gathering their things.

"I got it," Jeff spoke and motioned Anna to go ahead.

Jeff wasn't sure how she felt this morning. Anna had kept quiet during breakfast. If she thought the way he felt, she found a few good qualities in this false marriage.

Jeff had the two chairs in his arms, and the blanket drabbed over his shoulder. He paused at the door and scrunched his nose at the familiar sound of moans. When he entered the living room, he couldn't help but laugh.

Anna lay on the couch, her legs spread wide.

"Are you mad?" She giggled.

Jeff shook his head. After sitting down their stuff, he took a seat on the couch. He marveled at her as she threw her head back in ecstasy.

"Mmm, fuck, right there."

Sara licked at Anna's sweet pussy eagerly, "mmm, it's so good."

Jeff stood and knelt behind Sara, he had said she was too young, but he couldn't help but want to join.

He gave her ass a steady pop, and she turned around and smiled.

"Keep eating," Jeff ordered and pulled down her soggy bottoms.

He looked down at her pink flesh, sticking a finger inside. Her box was juicy and warm.

"You like that pussy?"

Her blond hair bobbed, and she inserted it deep in Annas' sticky folds.

"It's so good," Anna whined, so close to cumming on her new friend's tiny tongue.

Jeff felt like he was dreaming, although he was a little tipsy. He entered Sara's slick snatch, and she groaned. He let his hips work as he grabbed her waist.

Sara's head dropped when Jeff went deeper into her; she licked half-heartedly now.

Anna rolled her hips and grabbed her blonde hair, keeping her eyes on her husband's focused expression.

"Fuck her!" Anna giggled.

Jeff chuckled and thrusted inside of the petite woman, clenching her blonde hair; he smashed her face deeper into his wife's snatch.

A knock on the door sent Jeff's dick to falter; it could be the police. He had stolen the keys and expected Alicia to react severely to his deception.

The knock didn't deter the two women; Anna continued moaning, softer now.

"Who is it?" Jeff asked his ear to the door.