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Click here"Take them off." He said once I was on my knees.
I knew what he wanted and I knew what I was going to do but I just couldn't bring myself to do it.
"I can't. My husband.. my kids. Jessica. Chris.. Noo.." I thought to myself.
Joe didn't let me think on it too much though. He soon yanked my head into his hard cock, there was only a thin material of cloth separating us now. He held me there and rubbed my face on it. I felt it brush up against my cheeks, lips, and nose; I had my open and was letting moans slip out. I couldn't lie to myself, it felt amazing. Being controlled and forced to do something against my will was doing things to me.
"Take. Them. OFF." Joe said in a more stern tone than he had been using.
My hands moved on their own, they undid his belt and then his pants, they zipped him down and tugged at his waist. It was as if I was on autopilot, they did everything on their own and I was helpless to stop them; not that I wanted to stop them. I pulled them down to his knees and before I could pull his briefs down, he started with it again. His hand yanked me to his cock, and he rubbed my face on it as he had done before. My mouth had opened wider by this point and my moans had become more frequent and louder.
"Take 'em off."
It's all I needed to hear, my thumbs quickly hooked onto his briefs and pulled them down. His cock sprang up and pointed directly at me as if it was choosing me to be the one to pleasure it. Joe didn't have to yank me in like he had been doing, seeing how much thicker and longer than my husband was, was all it took.
"Oh. Kell. Fuck." Joe moaned out as I took him into my mouth.
He was much wider than my husband, I could actually feel his cock on my teeth; I had to open up as wide as I could to not hurt him, something I was not used to doing. I eagerly sucked his cock and twirled my tongue around his head. His moans of approval kept me going and made me want to do more for him. I could deep throat my husband relatively easily, and his cock is 6" but was having trouble with Joe. Not only did I have to open wider which was putting a strain on my jaw, but he was also longer than my husband's cock. I took him in as deep as I could and once I passed what I was used to I started gagging uncontrollably. When I would take breaks to catch my breath, I would look up at Joe and he had his head tilted back with his mouth slightly open and was lightly moaning. I had drool running down my chin and throat but that's exactly how I liked it. There's something about giving a nice wet and sloppy blowjob that makes me feel like such a submissive slut. I missed having a cock that made me gag and slobber uncontrollably.
Joe's hand once again reached for my head and tangled itself in my hair. I thought he would guide my head and force fuck my mouth, but he remained still and quiet, I only heard his moans and the sound of his cock slapping against my throat when I needed breaks. When I needed some air I started pulling out like I had been doing but that's when finally I felt his hand do something. He didn't let me pull it out and catch my breath. He held me there and began tugging my head into his cock. It was painfully bliss. My hands reached up and pressed up against his thighs to try and give me the leverage I needed to pull away, but it was no use. His fingers tightened around my hair and he held me there while he fucked himself with my head. My body contorted trying to break free and breathe but it was no use, I didn't stop trying though.
Eventually, he let me breathe and I coughed up spit, and gasped for air while he held me close to his thigh. When I finally did, I didn't even pause to think about it, I went right back to it. Feeling my jaw ache as I forced it open was almost as good as feeling his slippery head slide past my tongue and into my throat. I moaned into his cock while I sucked it and slid my tongue around his head while I pulled out, I massaged the underside of his cock with my tongue as he was in my throat and I jerked him off when I was catching my breath. I thought he would never cum but when he did he held me in place like he had when he caused me to almost faint and gasp for air. I was disappointed I couldn't taste him, he came in my throat, but I squeezed out what I could after he settled down.
"That was amazing. Jess hates them." He said to me as he helped me up.
"Hmm." I awkwardly said as I smiled at him.
What could I say? Thank you for letting me suck your cock while your wife slept on the couch and my husband in the next room. No.
Joe ended up waking Jessica and they both headed to their place. I tried to get Chris to wake up and fuck me but he couldn't, so I went up to my room and used one of my toys to play with. I thought about Joe again, like most times; only now I had such a better memory to think about.
- COMMENTS
LoisKnight694 months agoNot a bad story. Would have been better without the name switch and more reasonable age for the mc's children. The idea of a handsome 29 to young 30's man desiring his 42 yo sexy neighbor is a classic situation. For her to accept his advances can make for an excellent story. In this story the details failed and the sex was blase.
Anonymous11 months agoStupid and ugly. That just rape, no matter how you spin it. You need mental help. And help for such a twisted heart.
Anonymousover 1 year agoThank god u got ur brains back after two stories…hopefully now that u don’t submit any
More trash…u can pay attention to your family?
HighBrowover 1 year agoBeheading is actually quite difficult for the inexperienced. Better practice on your neighbor, before taking care of your partner.
theVikingSailorover 1 year agoNow the Burn the Bitch crowd makes some good points about hating the fallen woman, but they generally fail to address the problem of punishment. The commentator who suggests beheading makes an interesting recommendation. However, beheading is problematical and I suggest either the electric chair or the firing squad. Actually the firing squad has problems, too, because some wimpy riflemen will miss intentionally. The electric chair is the best option. Did you know that execution by the chair results in the criminal being cooked from the inside out? And the reason they put the bowl-shaped thing on the woman's head is because electricity makes the hair stand straight out and sometimes it catches on fire. Yes, I think we can all agree that the electric chair provides the best means of punishment for a straying wife. Yes?
Anonymousover 1 year agoMt husband Frank and I had two other couples over for the evening. Cooking out visiting and drinking. Joe and Nancy one couples Bill and Fran the other couple. Frank had a crush on Fran in high-school but I won. Don't get me wrong I was very happy and satisfied with my life and family. Now Joe had been on the college football team they were good. One year they made it to one of the bowl games. Now Joe like to flirt with the women. Around me he started being more serious and was doing it behind our spouse's backs. I was not responding trying to get him to back off and then I had to tell him. But he was slick and was breaking down my defenses. Back to the get together. Bill and Fran had left Nancy was called into work she's a nurse. Frank was passed out from a lot of overtime and some alcohol not much but he deserved a good night's sleep he was in a lounge chair on the deck. Joe and I were just talking about this and that sitting on the deck. I excused myself to get a glass of tea and asked if he wanted another beer or drink. I'm fine thanks he said I should get going shortly better not drink anymore. I went in saying I would be back. I was in the kitchen and I really thought it was Frank that hugged me and I responded and I called him a sleepy head and I was shocked when I seen it was Joe and he already had his hand in my panties. I had a week no you should not be doing this I thought you were Frank. Just about then Frank grabbed Joe and pulled him away from me and shoved him into the island telling him to get out. He left. I said Frank I'm sorry I thought it was you. Luckily he said he heard what was said. Things seemed fine between Frank and I. Joe actually called in and apologized to both of u begging us not to tell Nancy. We had a lengthy conversation and we decided to let it slide this time and I let him know that I recorded this conversation and would use it against him if he ever tried anything again. Things went back to normal.
