The Other Men In My Life Ch. 01

"Rhys!" I screamed at him.

"You look so fucking hot, honey." He drunkenly grunted, his cock in his hand.

Everything happened so fast I just couldn't stop it. I later questioned if I really wanted it too. The three of us were drunk and it was clear that these two were in no fit state to listen to me. If I hadn't cum twice already I would have been eager to get him inside me, but I was no longer horny for this pig who was thrusting his cock at the warmth between my legs while my husband watched on with excitement. I suddenly felt sick. I suddenly felt ashamed.

I looked back towards the sales guy. His eyes were lingering on my body and I knew he would enter him.

"Are you a prick tease, Sophie?" he asked with a cocky grin.

Not intentionally I thought, as he held me down with one hand firmly on my right hip. With his free hand he grabbed his cock and positioned himself at my entrance. I was still wet from a few moments ago and unsure about what I wanted, but then I gave him my answer.

"Put a condom on." I told him, looking into his eyes.

"Shit! We have some in our room. Shall I go and get one?" My husband offered, stupidly. This guy would never give us the time to do that. I thought.

"I wasn't asking you." I said, keeping my eyes on the sales guy "Get a condom." I repeated.

He leaned forward and caused me to spasm as he rubbed his cock up and down my slit.

"No," he replied, "If I'm going to fuck you, I want to feel you."

"Shit!" My husband gasped, as if he was about to shoot his load.

"I'm not ... on the pill." I said, trying to conceal the increase of my breathing.

He said nothing as he continued to rub against my lips. We both knew how wet I had become and the heat inside my womb had reignited.

"Put a condom ..."

"Enjoy the ride." He grinned, before plunging his cock deep inside me.

"Oh fuck." I moaned as the upward curve of his cock rubbed right along the roof of my vagina, touching every millimetre of my g-spot.

"Don't cum inside me, ok." I begged.

He grinned as he ignored me, enjoying the power he held over me as he fucked me in front of my husband.

The sales guy was right; it did feel so much better without a condom. Since I came off the pill last year, Rhys and I had been using condoms. I forgot what it was like to feel a bare cock sliding skin on skin against my quivering walls.

Then all my fears seemed to disappear as the thought of this stranger inside me without protection became erotic. I didn't want him to cum inside me but the risk was now electrifying and sent me over the edge.

"Ohhh, fuck, yes, yes," I moaned. My orgasm began immediately. "Ohhh, fuck, I'm cumming already. Yes ... ohhh fuck yeah."

Suddenly my husband climbed onto the bed and started groping my tits whilst he wanked his cock inches above me.

When my spasms and contractions subsided I began to breathe slightly normal, but as the sales guy continued to fuck me I felt another orgasm building. The pressure his curved tip created inside me was relentless. It was almost too much.

"Fuck ... I'm going to cum again." I groaned, thrashing about on the lovely cock inside me.

"Still want that condom?" The sales guy sniggered, speeding up his thrusts.

"Don't cum in me; I'm not on the pill." I repeated. "Ohhh ... fuck what ... the fuck is happening?" I gasped wildly as I experienced my very first multiple orgasm.

"Stop ... I need a rest ... please stop." I begged.

They both laughed, but no sooner had the sales guy removed his throbbing cock from my body, he had me bent over onto all fours shoving his tool back inside me. He was deeper this time and better. He fucked me with the same vigour as before but when he grabbed my hair and started shouting obscenities I felt it again.

"Oh, that's it, Sophie," he moaned, "That's it you dirty whore. Yeah, give me that juicy cunt of yours; fuck me with your cunt in front of your hubby. "Give me your fucking cunt!"

I knew he was close to shooting his load and that if I let him carry on he would shoot it inside me. I didn't trust him, but that only made it all the more exciting.

"Don't cum inside me," I reminded him. Although I think it was more for my benefit than his.

I pushed back as hard as I could, grinding my pussy into his cock with every powerful thrust, trying to get him deeper and deeper inside me. I needed to cum again; I desperately need that last orgasm, but before I could get it, I was suddenly flipped back over onto my back and he wasted no time in slamming his cock back inside me. Fuck it was amazing.

Once again I had forgotten my husband until he knelt over me again, wanking his cock furiously.

"Rhys, don't let him cum inside me." I pleaded with grunts as I looked up at him. I meant it. I really didn't want him to cum inside me.

"Let him," He whimpered.

"I'm going to give it to you deep, deep inside your precious, fertile womb." He added aggressively,

Just as he said it he started to cum. "Ohhhhhh, yeah fucking take it you bitch," He grunted, "I'm filling your married cunt with cum."

I panicked inside and it must have been all over my face too as the sales guy smiled and grunted with each squirting thrust. I felt every pulse of his swollen cock as he emptied his balls into my womb.

Then suddenly I felt a hot jet of liquid land on my face, quickly followed by a second and third landing across my breasts. I looked to my side to see my husband stroke the last few jets of cum out of his cock and onto my breasts.

"Fuck that was awesome." My husband sighed, satisfied.

"Yeah, that's one hell of a bird you got mate." The sales guy added.

"Are you both fucking insane?" I spat at the two of them as I quickly stood up and pushed them away from me. "What if I'm pregnant?"

"I thought you were fucking joking!" The sales guy panicked. "You mean you really aren't on the pill?"

"No, I'm not on the pill." By now I had scrambled back into my dress and was heading for the exit. I didn't turn back to look at the guy who may have just impregnated me, I only called my husband and left.

As I walked back towards my own room I suddenly felt his seed inside me, seeping out slowly and trailing down the inside of my leg. In a state of panic I realised I had left my underwear behind.