She Couldn't Stop Pt. 02

This story is the second in a multi-part series that explores the sexual exploits of a young wife, who ends up experiencing much more than she bargained for.

Warning: subject matter includes hotwife/slutwife/cheating/ affair/ pregnancy sex topics. This story is tagged as such, so if you do not care for these kinds of stories move on.

Those that do choose to continue, please know reading the chapters in order will help you better understand the characters and their journey.

Special thanks to @Word_Ronin for all your help editing the story.

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Chapter 2

The Morning After

The next morning Claudia woke up a bit hungover from all the tequila she had consumed the night before. She saw David sleeping beside her. She started to remember all the things that she did last night, and how it all seemed like a distant dream now. Claudia's brain was wrapped in a thick haze. Everything was a bit confusing, everything except the amazing physical sensations she had experienced. Those were clear as day in her mind.

Every touch, every kiss, as real now as the moment they happened. Just thinking about her climax was enough to get her excited all over again. She started to reminisce about her new self and how she had found her inner most desires. If she was being truthful, she not only saw everything she had done in her mind, she physically felt the entire experience in her slightly aching and still stretched out pussy and her well used breasts and nipples.

And just then, as she was lost in thought, it hit her like a ton of bricks. She had forgotten to put in her diaphragm the night before! She started to panic, trying to remember how many times they had done it. How many times David had finished inside her. She started to feel a panic attack starting, and just at that precise moment her phone rang, it was Stephan. She ran to the bathroom as quickly as she could to pick up.

Stephan's voice sounded angry on the other end of the line. "What the hell happened last night, Claudia? You didn't answer my calls or texts. Did something happen last night?"

Claudia looked at her phone and saw she had quite a few missed calls and a ton of unanswered messages. Her heart was truly racing now. What would she tell her husband, she thought. How would he react if she told him the truth? For now she would pretend everything was alright till she figured out the whole diaphragm issue.

Claudia took a deep breath and said, "Hello baby, sorry I didn't answer you. I left my phone in the room. And got in really late last night and headed straight to bed. And to be honest I'm not feeling very well this morning. I have a bit of a hangover from the tequila I drank last night."

"You made me worry, a lot. I spent the whole night not knowing where you were or if you were ok. My head is spinning, full of thoughts about you and that guy you went to dinner with. I was very anxious and jealous about your dinner date...Did something happen last night that I should know about?" he asked in a serious tone.

"No Baby...Nothing happened. I had a great dinner, had some fun. Drank way too much. And forgot to call you. That's all," she said in a comforting tone of voice.

As she sat there, lying to her husband Claudia felt her panic attack starting to grow more and more every second. And the guilt she felt was almost unbearable. She felt sick, not sure if it was because of the tequila or the guilt of what had happened last night.

"Baby I'm really sorry, but I have to hang up. I think I'm going to puke," she said, as she tried to get to the toilet in time.

Stephan answered in a serious tone. "Ok. Just call me when you're feeling better. And it would be best if you lay off the drinks, just for the day, Ok? Just know that I love you, and I am here for you," he finally added in a calmer voice.

"Thank you honey," was all that she could say before she inevitably started to throw up. Stephan hung up the call, still mad at her.

Stephan was still frustrated at his wife's lack of communication. "I can't believe she did that, getting drunk all alone in a foreign country. God knows what could have happened to her," he said out loud. "It was so reckless of her to act that way, I know she is going through a tough time, but still," he said, his voice calming down. 'We will get through this together,' he thought, as he started to get ready for work.

As Claudia knelt there in front of the toilet, she started to think back at what had happened the day before, and more importantly, later that night. All the lustful acts she had committed. She felt so guilty for breaking her marriage vows, and doing something that would surely hurt Stephan.

But even now, as she was torn up inside by her guilt, she could not deny that she had loved every second of her experience with David. She felt like a completely new woman, a total slut. Claudia had always been such a well behaved person. All her life trying her best to be the perfect daughter, girlfriend then wife. So now she questioned, 'who was that woman last night?'

'Was that other person, that slut, that emerged from me during dinner last night, inside me all along?' she asked herself. 'And if she was a different person then why did it feel so natural, so much like the real me?'

"What the hell is wrong with me?" she said out loud as she started to cry.

She then thought about Dr. Caroline. "This is all her fault," she said through her tears.

'If she had not suggested this trip I wouldn't have done any of those things, my marriage would be safe. I was a fool for listening to her,' she thought, as she grabbed on tighter and tighter to the toilet.

But deep down Claudia knew none of this was Dr. Caroline's fault. It was all on herself. And she now feared facing the consequences of her actions. A few minutes had passed and Claudia, now exhausted, slowly made her way to the sink to brush her teeth. She then started to make her way back to the bed, to rest a bit. She had completely forgotten that David was still there but she was too exhausted to even care at this point, so she just laid there.

As Claudia rested she remembered the now infamous session with Dr. Caroline. She tried her best to remember every detail and every word spoken that day, trying to escape from some of the guilt she was feeling.

'Surely I am not to blame for all this', she thought. "It must be Dr. Caroline's fault, I'm sure of it. She was the one who suggested that I see other men. She even confirmed as much in an email I have from her,'' she whispered to herself.

'The email. All the proof I need of her role in this affair is in that email,' she thought, trying desperately to escape blame for her actions.

She anxiously grabbed her phone and started looking for the old message. Looking back past a ton of other emails, she made her way closer and closer to the one she was so desperately trying to find. When she finally found it, and read it she lay still for a second, a lowly "No, it can't be," escaped her mouth as she started to cry again.

The message was a long conversation between Claudia and Dr. Caroline. Claudia was asking questions about her sessions, trying to get clarifications about what was spoken in the doctor's office. She always had to get clarifications and answers in a separate email because when her husband was present she never had the nerve to ask what was really on her mind.

As she read one specific paragraph where the doctor said, "No Claudia, I never suggested that you sleep with another man. Just that you should try to interact with people on your own. To break your social anxiety. I have no idea where you got that crazy notion from." The email kept going along, but Claudia had read enough.

She must have read that email a thousand times, but she clearly interpreted it the way she wanted. "Did I really want this? Is there no one to blame but me?" she said as she softly cried.

'I fucked David last night, and as much as I know it was wrong, I can't stop thinking about how amazing it felt. How alive I felt at that moment,' she thought to herself as she tried to sleep for a bit.

In between Stephan's call, her puking her guts out and the blame game she just played in her head, she had forgotten all about her diaphragm. "Fuck!" she said. "How could I be so careless and stupid, what if David got me pregnant last night?"

'I'm a terrible wife,' she thought. 'My husband, the man I love, has been asking me for kids for god knows how long, and all I could say was no. But now some random stranger comes and I let him fuck my pussy raw. What the hell is wrong with me?' she thought as she lay there crying mere feet from the man that had, just a couple hours prior, been fucking her in the most intense way she had ever experienced.

"I'm nothing but a slut," she quietly said. But as the words escaped her lips she felt a jolt of energy. Somehow the thought of her as a slut turned her on. "What the hell is happening to me?"

But before Claudia could continue to ponder her moral dilemma, David woke up. He slowly turned around and hugged Claudia from behind. She could feel his firm chest pressing against her back.

"Good morning sexy," he said, sighing softly into her neck.

Claudia, startled by the realization that her lover was still there, froze not knowing what to do or say. As David caressed her stomach with one hand the other gently stroked her hair.

"What's wrong?" he asked, noticing that she had been crying.

"Oh, hi, you startled me a bit, that's all...And I don't feel so good, I have a terrible hangover." She said in a low voice.

"Ha. Looks like someone can't handle her alcohol," David said jokingly.

His strong hands still caressed her belly. She could feel her body moving on its own, as if controlled by some primal instinct, pressing her ass harder against David's pelvic region. David's hand slowly made its way up her body towards her breasts.

Claudia's brain wanted to stop him but she was powerless to resist her body's deepening desire. She just laid there and said nothing. David, now having a firm hold on her large breasts, started to thrust his hips against her ass. Claudiaa could not help herself, and let out a quiet moan. This was all the encouragement David needed as he started to kiss her neck passionately.

"We have to stop," Claudia said in an unconvincing way. While still pressing her body against his.

"You don't really mean that. Do you? I think you really want this. Just look at how your body is responding to my touch," he said seductively.

"I don't want it. I can't want it," she answered as she moaned again.

"Liar," said David, as he kept pinching her nipples and nibbling her ear lobe.

"Yes, I do want it," Claudia whispered. "I need it!" she then screamed.

As she was caught up in David's touch she forgot all about her inner turmoil. All she could focus on were his hands caressing her sensitive breasts and pinching her nipples. He then lowered his other hand along her flowing hair, and guided it towards her ass. In one quick move he spanked her ass. She let out a lustful moan.

He then took out his cock, pulled her panties to the side and slowly guided his shaft into her already wet pussy. All while keeping a firm hold on her breasts with one hand and guiding the other down towards her clit.

As he slowly continued to enter her, he traced small but firm circles around Claudia's sensitive clitoris. Making her purr and arch her back even more towards him. That allowed David to have even easier access to her soaking cunt. David's touch felt amazing, and Claudia couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the carnal pleasure she was experiencing.

David kissed and bit her neck sensually, leaving small marks around it, as he kept touching Claudia's breasts ever more forcefully. It made her moan uncontrollably, as if she was under his spell.

Moments before Claudia had been feeling very guilty about fucking David, but now here she was doing it again. Her inner slut was emerging once again. As she felt his massive cock making its way up her pussy, a sudden jolt of energy moved up her spine. She started to climax from just the initial deep trust of her lover.

"Oh God, I'm cumming!" she screamed.

David took this as a sign to go all out, as he started to move quickly. Pounding Claudia's pussy like a jackhammer, fingering her clit with his hand. She was trapped in a never ending wave of pleasure as David fucked her vigorously. Each thrust reached deeper and deeper into her, to her core.

She responded to every move David made by pressing harder and harder against him. She wanted to have him, his cock to be as deep as possible. To feel his tip reach all the way in. Still spent from the night before, David knew he couldn't keep this pace up for long. He felt his body start to tighten, his balls pull up, and the head of his cock got even harder.

"I'm close, Claudia. Where do you want me to cum?" he managed to ask between strokes.

But Claudia, her mind now lost to her ongoing orgasm, could not answer, except by thrusting her hips harder into him. As if to receive all of his seed deep inside her. David kept on fucking till he felt his body tense. He made a few last powerful and lustful thrusts into her ravaged pussy, as he finally reached his own climax releasing his cum deep into Claudia's still unprotected pussy.

Afterwards, they both laid there gasping for air for a couple of minutes, David's cock still deep inside her pussy. Both not saying anything. Claudia's mind, still in a haze of pleasure, felt David's hot cum slowly dripping out of her.

"Wow, you truly are an amazing woman. I can't remember the last time I had such amazing sex," he said as Claudia blushed.

"Thank you..." was all the response Claudia could muster up, as she laid there thinking, 'I can't believe I let it happen again. I can feel his thick cum slowly leaking from my pussy. Oh god why does it feel so good. I can't keep letting this happen. He could get me pregnant.'

"Let's get showered and dressed and grab some breakfast. I'm starving," he said, as he stood up and went to the bathroom.

As he was walking away Claudia couldn't help but stare at his ass. Biting her lower lip a little, she whispered, "Oh god this is so bad."

As Claudia finally began to recover, all the guilt came in one fell swoop. 'I did it again. I let him cum in my pussy again,' she thought in a judgemental manner. But she couldn't deny the pleasure that she felt every time David took her as his own.

Not sure what to do next, she decided she would go with David for breakfast. She could get her head straight afterwards, and decide whether or not to tell Stephan what had happened. She got out of bed and followed David into the bathroom to get ready.

As the pair walked out of Claudia's room, she knew that what she was doing was wrong, that she was risking everything she had with Stephan for a moment of pleasure with David. But at the same time, she couldn't help but feel drawn to him, to his touch, to the thrill of the forbidden. She still worried about her actions, and their potential consequences.

As they stepped into the elevator Claudia was lost in thought. 'I let David, a total stranger cum inside me twice. Yeah the first time I was a bit drunk, but this morning I could have stopped him...But I didn't. Why? It's not even one of my safe days. What if he got me pregnant?'

As she thought about the possibility of being pregnant by David, Claudia felt a completely new sensation. A new sensation she knew was both wrong and dangerous. Claudia couldn't understand why she felt this way. But just the thought of getting pregnant by a total stranger sent shivers down her spine. She felt aroused at the idea of thinking of herself as a total slut, and being bred like one. She tried her hardest to drown out those thoughts, but it seemed impossible.

As they got downstairs to the lobby, David said, "Hey, what do you think about going into town for breakfast, since it's such a nice day. I know this small restaurant that serves the best chilaquiles. It's run by an old friend of mine."

Claudia wasn't paying attention, still trying to get hold of her ideas. She just said, "Yeah, that sounds nice."

As they walked into the restaurant David was greeted by an old man. "Hello! My friend, what brings you back here to my humble restaurant?" the man said in a very heavy Mexican accent. He had a big smile as he approached David and gave him a big hug.

"Well you know me. Cant keep away from Cabo and the tequila. And the best morning after chilaquiles!" he said laughing.

"Oh I believe that! And I see you have a lovely lady at your side...You sly dog, good for you. Well, aren't you going to introduce me to the beautiful señorita?" he asked in a cheerful manner.

"Oh sorry, where are my manners? This Is Claudia. And Claudia, this is Señor Miguel, the owner of this lovely restaurant. And a legend around these parts...Just don't believe half the stories this old pirate tells you," he said laughing. "And one of my oldest and dearest friends," David added in a playful way.

"Well it's a pleasure to meet you Señor Miguel," she answered, butchering the Spanish.

Señor Miguel approached Claudia, grabbed her right hand and kissed the back of it. "It is my pleasure to meet such a beautiful lady!" he loudly proclaimed. "And of all the señoritas he has ever brought here, I have to say you are the most dazzling," he whispered, before breaking out laughing.

But before any of them could say anything, Señor Miguel yelled at one of the waiters telling him to give them the best spot in the house. Adding, "You will, of course, be having our world famous chilaquiles, I insist." The old man went back to the kitchen screaming in Spanish.

As they sat there, Claudia couldn't help but feel guilty about what had happened, and even more guilty about her inner thoughts she was desperately trying to fight against. She was quiet for most of the meal.

After having what was in fact an amazing meal, they left the small local restaurant and walked around the town plaza for a bit. David noticed her unease and stopped at a bench under the shade of some palm trees.

"Hey, is everything alright? You hardly said a word the entire morning. Did I do something wrong?" he softly asked.

"I...I have to tell you something. Yesterday I wasn't completely honest with you. You see, I'm married," she finally confessed as she collapsed into tears.

David raised an eyebrow, surprised but not entirely caught off guard by Claudia's revelation. He had suspected that there was more to her story than she let on, but he had been willing to overlook it in the hopes of a fun time. He studied her tear-streaked face for a moment before speaking.

"Oh. So that's what's been going on in that pretty head of yours," he confidently said. "I've suspected as much since dinner last night. But I wasn't sure. I normally have a very good sense for this sort of thing," he said as he tried to console her.

David put his arm around Claudia and pulled her close, offering her a comforting embrace.

"Listen, I'm not going to judge you, not that I of all people could. Hell, that's the main reason I never got married myself, never trusted me enough not to go screwing around," he said reassuringly. "But I do think you owe it to yourself to be honest. Keeping secrets like this can only lead to trouble."

Claudia nodded, her tears slowing down. "I know," she whispered. "But I don't know how to tell him. I don't want to hurt him."

David gave her a sympathetic smile. "I understand. But the longer you wait, the harder it will be. And trust me, it's better to come clean now than to let things continue like this. And I take it from your reaction that you never cheated on him before?"