My hole resisted.
His erection pressed.
I moaned, imagining his cock entering me. I lifted my knees back farther, bringing them all the way back.
Dieter stopped pushing and grabbed his cock. He moved it all over my pussy, rubbing up over my clit and then sliding down through my pussy lips. He brought it back up, lubricated now with my wetness, and toyed with it at my hole.
He grunted, then pulled back completely. I looked down my body. He was stroking his precum over the head of his cock.
He said, "Ja, we will do it."
I said, "Are you going to fuck me?"
He said, "Ja, if you allow it. I want to be in you."
I pulled on him. "Yes…"
He put his wet cockhead back at my pussy and pushed. The helmet pressed against my hole and began stretching it.
I moaned.
Derek panted and I saw the light of the video recording flash on.
I rolled my head toward him and gasped as the pressure against my hole increased.
I thought there was no way Dieter would ever get that thing in me, but suddenly I felt a stretching and the movement of fullness entering me.
I sighed loudly, exhaling a breath I didn't know I was holding.
Dieter pushed.
An amazing sense of fullness that left no room for anything began filling me.
My mouth was open in expected pain. But there was no pain. It hovered near, but never blossomed into something requiring an "Ouch."
I knew then that the German man's cock was pushing in. I was being fucked by a handsome foreigner. And my husband was recording a video.
Instead of feeling like a dirty whore, I felt the freedom to enjoy what was happening. My husband was right here by the bed. The man pressing into me had my husband's full approval.
No, there was nothing wrong with this. It was right and something intimate I shared with my husband – and this man. Thrills of joy swept up my body. Not only was I enjoying what was happening, but I knew my husband was, too.
I sighed raggedly and held onto my knees, pulling, opening my pussy for this handsome German man.
He didn't force. He pushed gently with steady pressure and then pulled back, lubricating more of his cock with my wetness.
Derek stepped close. "Here, try this." He was holding a bottle of oil.
Dieter looked. "Ah? Ja, good, good." He pulled out and took the bottle. He poured a little oil on his cock and handed back the bottle.
I watched him stroke the oil onto his shaft.
The light for the video recording came back on.
Mmm, yes, I'd definitely want to watch Dieter stroke his cock more.
The German leaned back down over me and guided his slick erection back to my open pussy. He moved the fat helmet all over my opening and clit.
I gasped, pleased with his teasing. I felt my hole clamp in expectation. Yes, fuck me.
The push and pressure was followed by the stretching. It felt very good. It wasn't painful at all – more as if a muscle was getting a long needed stretch.
My emptiness began to be filled. His cock was sliding into and past my opening - his big German erection sliding into my married pussy.
I heard myself moan with lust.
Derek was panting.
I looked over. He was stroking his cock, watching us. I felt more connected to him than ever before. I smiled dreamily at him as my pussy filled more and more with another man's cock.
A wave of lust overtook me and I groaned as more of Dieter's shaft slid into me. I pulled on him and panted. "More. Deeper."
He chuckled and looked at my husband. "Ja, I think she likes it."
Derek laughed low and lusty. "Be easy on her."
"Oh, ja. No worry."
I felt the emptiness destroyed. An enormous fullness was in me, deeper than anything I had ever felt before. He had stopped.
He pressed very gently now, sliding just a little more into me. "Ja, I think that is all."
I was panting fast. "So full."
He said, "Almost. But not all of it. I have not known a woman who could fit all of me in."
Derek was moving the camera, getting better angles.
Dieter said to him, "Ja? I fuck your wife now?"
My husband laughed again, lusty. "Yeah, please." He turned on the lamp at the bedside.
I felt him pull his shaft back and slide it in again. It felt heavenly. He was very slow, moving gently, making sure he didn't pump too hard up against the end of my canal. He kissed me and I moaned happily, wrapping my arms around his neck. His manliness penetrated me, sliding in and out, over and over. I felt as if I were getting an amazing massage from the inside.
There was no emptiness anymore. There was no ache, even. This time was different. With Ben, I had felt the tension and ache and emptiness. With Dieter, I was feeling such a wondrous pleasure that I wanted to drift to sleep. All of my focus centered on the union of our two bodies – at the point of his penetration and the meeting of our mouths.
Thought of everything else evaporated. Just as in my pussy, so it was in my thoughts; there was no room for anything else.
My world consisted only of his thick fullness rubbing in and out of me, filling me with his delightful manliness. His heat worked with mine, creating a comfortable atmosphere that allowed me to completely relax. I felt my legs lower until my feet rested on the bed. I didn't have the energy to hold them up anymore.
The tilt of my hips caused a whole new wave of pleasure to ripple through me as the helmet of his cock touched a new place. I moaned so loudly with lust that Derek dropped the camera.
I looked over at him, startled.
"Oops," he said. His cock was bulging, fully erect and looking happy.
I smiled at him, feeling better that he was enjoying it; I certainly was.
I looked down my body at the shaft slowly sliding in and out of me. No, I couldn't fit it all in. I was shy about three inches of taking it all. Poor Dieter. I watched, mesmerized, my mouth hanging open, as that huge German erection moved in and out of me. I really opened up for all that?
My hips began to move with him.
He smiled down at me. "Ja? Feel okay?"
I laughed, but it came out in gasps. "Ja. Will Heidi really want to see this?"
He smiled with happy teeth. "Mmm. Oh, ja."
I wondered if she would like it. If she thought I was good for her husband. I hope I was doing what she liked. I asked him. "Would she want me to do anything in particular?"
His blue eyes twinkled at me. "Ah? She likes it sitting."
I touched his face. "Let me do that for you."
He almost looked like he would cry. He was nodding. "You are a special woman, Elizabeth."
Hearing him say my name as his cock moved in my pussy was amazing. I moaned and then again louder in need as he pulled out.
He offered his hand as I felt the immense feeling of emptiness where his erection had been. He was being such a gentleman. I took his hand.
He knelt on the bed and sat on his calves, knees spread wide. "Climb on, my lovely." He looked at Derek. "Film right here, ja?" He indicated his shoulder and down.
My husband was panting, his tongue licking over his lips. "Okay."
I climbed on and he helped lift me over his cock.
The German smiled at me, gripping me gently. "So beautiful."
I wanted to say something for the camera – for Heidi. "You're a handsome man, Dieter. Heidi is so lucky to have you. I can't wait to meet her." And I did want to meet her. I didn't have many female friends – too messy. Too bitchy. But Heidi tickled in me a longing to share with her because I was sharing with her husband. It was only right.
I think I saw water in his eyes.
I looked down as he guided the head between my pussy lips. The helmet brushed wetly into my hole. I lifted a little and then settled.
"Slowly," he said. "She will want to see it slow."
Derek moaned as I slid down very slowly on
When I reached bottom, totally filled, I relaxed a little to see if I could stretch inside a little more. Pressure built way up inside. I gasped.
"Ach, very good. You took a little more."
I looked down. I still couldn't get it all in. At least two inches remained. But it was never going to happen. I rose up and down, moving my pussy up and down his shaft. My thighs trembled.
He sighed happily while my husband angled the camera in.
Derek whispered, "That looks fucking hot."
I sort of laughed. "Are you okay?"
"Fuck, yeah. Ride him." He moved around to my back – probably to get a shot of Dieter's cock up in my pussy.
The trembling in my thighs spread all over me. My husband really likes seeing me ride another man? He's really this turned on? But my eyes did not betray me. Derek's cock was as hard as I've ever seen and he wasn't even touching it.
I leaned forward and rested my forearms on Dieter's chest. My hands clasped the top of his shoulders. I moved up and down, arching my hips to feel the movement all through my pussy. I sighed.
Dieter said, "Feels good?"
My voice shook with lust. "Feels wonderful." I shot my husband a glance to see if my words had hurt him. His eyes were glazed and he was jacking his cock with one hand, aiming the camera with another. He smiled at me briefly, then his face went slack with desire again.
If Dieter had been our best man, would this have been my wedding night? Our real best man had been Walter. I didn't care for Walter and definitely would not have wanted him touching me at all. But Dieter… Sexy.
We kissed. My tongue fought with his in a growing tangle of passion. I was moaning. I rode him faster, up and down, taking all I could in.
Derek was panting louder.
The German man sighed loudly with pleasure. His whisper was sexy, "Ah…"
And again we kissed.
If Dieter had been our best man, would Heidi have thought it hot that he fucked me in my wedding dress? Would she have approved? Would she have wanted a video? Would she have been as turned on as I was when I had seen Derek's video of the best man fucking the bride?
I wanted to see that video again. I think I'll make a copy for myself. And I would definitely want my own copy of this one.
He was pulling on my butt, helping me move my pussy on his cock. I was gasping, almost delirious. I could think of little but the wonderful cock I was riding.
Dieter began gasping. He lifted me off and tossed me lightly down.
My head swam.
He lifted my legs to his shoulders, that huge erection threatening my pussy with pleasurable promise.
He scooted up and my hips tilted up with him. He angled his cock almost straight down and pushed the head into my pussy.
I gasped, my pussy clenching. I was getting close.
He dropped down slowly, sinking into me. I watched in amazement as that big shaft split me open and sank in. I cried out in a low, wavering voice.
He pulled up, sinking back down, over and over. His cock looked like a huge oil drill moving up and down into my pussy. My juices glistened on his shaft.
I loved it. I moaned louder, gasping between moans.
He was breathing raggedly above me. "Ah, ja,. So good. Ja…" He began pumping down into me faster, still careful not to go farther than I could handle.
His care filled me with comfort even as his big cock filled me with lust. I began squirming, my cries coming a little louder. The delicious slick feel of his shaft sliding in and out of my pussy lips and opening was driving me higher with lustful energy. The filling sensation satisfied my need with a sense of completeness.
He began breathing funny.
I knew he was getting close, I could feel his cock leaking in me and swelling.
He panted down at me, his eyes focusing into mine. "I will… want to… fuck you again…"
My eyes rolled up in my head as a huge wave of unseen sensation pushed a massive wall of force against me. I cried out, shuddering, and then convulsing as if I was going to shake apart. Explosions of tantalizing tingles erupted in my arms, legs, hands and feet. I couldn't breathe. My pulse beat rapidly in my ears and only my cries were heard.
Dieter's cock continued to drill down into me, pushing me down into the bed.
I shook with violent spasms, gasping desperately for air. My skin felt as if lava were erupting through its pores. I bucked my shaking hips, shamelessly trying to get the most from this amazing orgasm.
I was cumming on another man's cock right in front of my husband. I whimpered and gritted my teeth, my hips working hard to satisfy my ache.
Dieter slowed his thrusts and then lowered my legs. He pushed them down flat and wide. He scooted lower, angling his cock horizontally. The head was still in me and I could feel a lot of wetness in there. He leaned on his elbows and forearms, moving his body forward and backward, forcing his cock to move in and out of me at just the right depth. He began going faster.
Oh, yes. He's going to cum. Give it to me. I was panting, my body squirming with the aftershocks of orgasm. My pussy tried to clamp around his thickness. It clenched over and over, his sliding cock still exciting and prolonging the end of my orgasm.
He groaned loudly. I almost thought he was breaking into some German marching song. His mouth hung open and his cock moved in and out of me faster, but with shorter and deeper strokes.
I felt him swell in me, stretching me nicely. His first burst of hot cum felt fantastic. I smiled, my eyes going wide. But more surprising was the speed of his ejaculations. Both Derek and Ben came slower. Once a second, they would send a burst. Dieter was sending maybe three bursts a second. I felt several very fast squirts send scalding hot sperm deep into me. Then all I could feel was hot wetness. But he was still grunting and jerking, sending even more into me.
Derek was groaning with need.
I beckoned him quickly over.
He stood by me and I gripped his erection with a shaking hand. I stroked as best I could. It was fast because everything on me was still shaking.
Dieter's cum began running out of me.
I sighed happily, stroking my husband's cock as he watched another man fill my pussy with his seed. I felt like I was the luckiest woman in the world, then.
Derek groaned out very loud.
Oh shit, it's going to blow! I didn't know what to do with it. I leaned up quickly and stuck him in my mouth just as his ejaculation erupted. I sucked and swallowed as Dieter's thrusts began to slow.
I realized I was doing the very thing I had thought so filthy in my husband's videos.
But I didn't feel filthy. Instead, I felt fulfilled. Why had I fought so hard against something so beautiful?
EPILOGUE
I eagerly agreed to more of Dieter's visits. That made him very happy and my husband ecstatic. I asked him the following day if Heidi would approve of him still seeing me after he brought her over.
His smile and shrug was followed by, "I do not know. We shall see, ja?"
I learned later she not only approved of Dieter being with me, but loved the video.
Ben returned to work the following week. He cornered me at the water cooler. "Up for some kissing?" His eyes twinkled with promise and he stood close.
I leaned back against the wall. "Would Cheryl approve?"
His eyes went wide. "Oh, hell no."
I put my hand delicately on his chest.
He smiled down at me, smoke in his eyes.
I pushed.
He looked hurt. "What's wrong?"
"If she doesn't approve, it doesn't happen. Ever." I had standards. New ones, maybe, but standards.
~ ~ ~
My relationship with Dieter was just beginning. My only worry was whether Heidi would allow it to continue once she arrived in the States.
Until then, I was going to enjoy him.
It started with a kiss, all of this. And it ended with a far more meaningful understanding between me and my husband.
Thank you for reading It's Not Cheating. If you liked this story, you might find these other stories by Laran Mithras a sexy read:
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