by Matthew Lee
Just from looking at me!
He took her shoulders and backed her towards the bed. The edge hit behind her knees and she sat, his cock now dangerously close to her mouth. She wanted desperately to suck on him, which surprised her as that was not something she typically felt, but Randy moved quickly.
He expected her at any second to come to her senses and flee and now that he'd seen her naked, he could not allow that to happen. She was easily the most beautiful woman he'd ever seduced, and he'd seduced a lot. Her long dark hair spread around her face and over the bed, framing her incredible beauty.
Sara looked up at Randy. She loved the way he looked at her. He had so much need in his eyes she worried he'd die if he waited too long. When she looked down her body and saw his long and heavy spear, she marveled at how different he was from Mike. Randy's cock was manly and powerful. To her it looked almost like an animal's penis; fat and virile and hairy and covered with veins. If she'd seen only a picture of it, without knowing the man, she'd have found it ugly. At this moment it was one of the most beautiful things she'd ever seen. It was hard as stone and that was all because of her.
Hard dicks do not lie, she thought. Tina may be full of shit but in the last twelve hours I've made two penises erect without touching them.
She unfurled her legs like a blossom, spreading herself wide in front of this man. Every move she made felt totally natural and right. Of course this should happen; look how much he wants me. Her thighs pulled her labia apart with a tiny smacking sound and she thrilled at how wet she was for him. Opening her legs felt perfectly correct. This was a Man. She looked again at the fleshy railroad spike jutting out from his body. Somehow, his dense hair and round belly only served to convince her more thoroughly this was absolutely the right thing to do. All the forces of nature wanted her to give herself to him. He was the conquering male.
What would Mike think if he saw me at this moment?
Randy leaned down and aimed his enormous erection at Sara's offered hole. From his vantage point he saw how much bigger he was than her and smiled on the inside. He also saw her wetness and blood surged to his already erect cock.
You are going to feel this, that's for sure, he thought.
“You're a vision,” he whispered. Sara exhaled deeply.
Her pussy-lips mashed to the sides as he made contact. Sara involuntarily rolled her hips trying to capture him but he was in control. When he leaned his weight forward and began to penetrate, Sara groaned; a telephone pole was being forced inside her. She opened her legs as wide as she could and lifted her ass off the bed. Randy pushed harder and Sara's small tunnel gave way, expanding to envelope him, stretching wider than it ever had to wrap him in hot wet flesh. Randy felt her vagina hug every inch of him, enshrouding his inches in a scalding, clinging embrace.
“Uuunnngh, oh my God,” Sara moaned. “That's unbelievable. Christ.”
Confusion swallowed her. She knew it was only his penis but sensations like she'd never known raced up and down her body. She looked down just to watch him disappear in her. Pleasure radiated out through her hips and back. Her nipples tightened. Her legs clenched. Intense, pre-orgasmic waves of delight flashed through her, hinting at the power of the orgasm to come.
“Don't stop,” she begged. “My God, that's so good. Christ, you're big. What's happening to me? I'm filling up. I can feel it. Push it in, all of it. What are you doing to me?”
Randy leaned more weight and his cock-head burrowed into her depths.
“Gunnnmph, mmmmmm, aaaaahhh, yeah, more. Put all of it in me.”
Randy pulled back some to spread her juice up his shaft and then pushed deep until he reached her cervix. Sara arched her back.
“God!” she cried. “Oh my God! Impossible!”
This was beyond anything she'd ever known, anything she'd ever heard of. His big cock overpowered her senses, scrambled her brain.
Tina warned me, but I wouldn't listen.
Sara bit her bottom lip hard as Randy moved in and out with small movements. Her whole body trembled, electrified. The intense sensation bordered on more than she could stand. Every thrust of his hips sent a wave of pleasure rolling through her.
Occasionally, he'd penetrate her fully, pressing the head of his cock against her cervix and holding it there. Sara groaned, packed with cock. She moved her hands down to his hairy ass, trying to pull him deeper still. His cock was like an iron bar inside her body. She'd never felt so filled. Mike had never given her sensations like this. She was stuffed with dick. Impaled. Forced to take more than she could handle and loving every second and every inch of it. She tried to move her hips but Randy's cock skewered her like a spike. She was trapped under him, pinned to the mattress.
He struck a smooth, strong, and slow rhythm, and in less than a minute Sara exploded with a totally unexpected orgasm, sobbing with pleasure. Randy growled encouragement and kept his pace steady, watching beautiful Sara climax all over his beefy cock, watching her big firm tits sway and bounce to his thrusts.
“That's it girl,” he murmured, completely in control. “Give me everything. You're so beautiful, Sara. Let yourself go. Show me how good I feel inside you. I can see you love me in there. Give me everything. Cum all over me.”
His use of her name drove her wild. A second climax hit before the first had ended and Sara held on as a huge wave smashed into her. Her back arched and she cried out, unable to understand what was happening to her. She knew it was just his cock moving inside her but the pleasure was incomprehensible. How could his big cock make such a difference? Her head thrashed side to side. Her long nails gouged his butt. She felt him deep in the center of her body, like he was close to her heart or behind her lungs.
Randy felt his cum boiling up and pushed his cock all the way into her.
“Here I cum, Sara. I want you to take me inside you. I'm not pulling out. I'll be inside you for days. I want you to remember that.”
Sara wrapped her arms and legs around him tightly, signaling she wanted the same thing. She kissed his roughly and forced her tongue into his mouth.
His balls tightened and he struggled to breathe. His ass clenched and his muscles locked into place and white hot lava raced up the length of him. Sara, still riding her orgasm, clawed at his ass and pulled him deeper, her big tits bouncing in rhythm.
His first spurt blasted through her cervical opening directly into her womb and she felt it hit an inner wall with a thump. Another hard blast followed. Her eyes flew open. They gazed at each other as he filled her to overflowing with potent sperm. His cock swelled and another bolt shot into her. She heard a woman crying out and after a second of confusion realized it was her. Randy's testicles squeezed one blast of semen after another. He pumped a massive load of cum inside this beauty.
He'd seduced so many women over the years; some took weeks, some only days. Rarely did he bed one in only hours. Yet here he was and she was easily the most beautiful of them all. His balls clenched over and over, each time releasing a hefty batch of seed. He would remain in her for a long time.
With luck she'll conceive, he gloated. Take me home with you. Sleep next to your oblivious husband while I seek your egg.
The thrill of conquest extended his climax as he shot the few last bolts of sperm. When he finished, he dropped to his elbows, mashing her fit body beneath his chubby one.
His weight crushing her heightened Sara's awareness of where she was and what she was doing, but she was still too excited for guilt. Instead she moaned under him and tangled her legs around his. His cock still filled her. Pure contentment raced through her. She'd satisfied her lover and herself. She felt empowered, wicked, desirable, and gorgeous. Her entire body tingled. They kissed passionately. She clamped her pussy around his cock and his moan thrilled her. Allowing a man inside your body was the most intimate act she could imagine and this man felt better in there than Mike ever had.
“You're like a vise,” he groaned, slowing his thrusts, savoring the sensation of Sara wra
pped so tightly around him. “A hot, wet, insanely pleasurable vise. It's exquisite.”
After he'd emptied himself inside her, they lay together for a long time. Gradually he deflated but she was yet tight enough he needed to pull himself out. A rush of cum followed him out. He took a spot next to her on the bed. Sara basked in the tingly afterglow of their mating.
Eventually real life began to assert itself. She started thinking about her car and her purse, and then her clothing and the drive home. She pictured Mike on the couch watching football still, oblivious to what his wife had just done.
At long last, tendrils of guilt began working their way into her mind.
“I should go,” she murmured.
He was playing with her long hair and was surprised how her words affected him.
“Stay,” he replied, and meant it.
She held up her wedding band. “Randy, I'm a married woman. I should go.”
She considered adding she never should have come, but stopped short. The sweet memory of their mating still warmed her, and while guilt and shame were rising quickly, she was still nevertheless glad she had come.
“Okay, Sara.”
She felt the same thrill every time he used her name.
They dressed and he drove her back to her car. They kissed and exchanged numbers but neither suggested any future plans. Randy knew to let her work through the emotions which would soon hit her. He knew with virtual certainty he'd fuck her again, but only after she had come to terms with her infidelity. For that he needed to keep himself out of the picture.
They kissed goodbye and Randy drove away. Sara checked her phone and found four calls from Tina but nothing from Mike.
“Figures.”
Tears sprang to her eyes.
One message Tina sent explained the mechanic had fixed her car right away and she could still meet Sara for lunch. Sara checked her watch; one and a half hours. That was all. She was sure she'd been transported to another world and had lived a whole other life there, but really she'd only been away from this one for ninety minutes. She called Tina and they arranged to meet for some shoe-shopping. She decided to hide her dalliance from Tina. No sense sharing until she had it sorted out.
Of course, she blurted the truth to Tina after only four minutes. They were trying on shoes and when the salesman walked away, Sara confessed.
“Tina, I... I fucked someone.”
Tina met her gaze and laughed softly, sure there was a punchline. When Sara waited, the truth grew on Tina.
“What the fuck!” she cried. A few customers turned to look but quickly turned away. Tina lowered her voice.
“You're not joking? Who? When? Where? How was it? What the fuck, Sara?”
Nervous, Sara started to explain but the salesman returned. Tina led them out of the store to the closest bar and they took a booth in the back.
Sara offered up everything, all the way down to their tender parting kiss. She added she cried in her car. They pecked at appetizers as Sara spilled her guts.
“I can't blame you for this one, Tee.”
“No,” Tina agreed. “You can't. I'm stunned, Baby-girl. Are you and Mike fighting? When's the last time you had sex?”
“No fighting at all and we had sex last night when I got home. What if I get pregnant, Tina? Mike and Randy are both in me right now. How will I know whose child it is?”
Tina nervously tapped the tabletop with a manicured nail.
“You can't know until after it's born, so better to not have it at all. Grab your purse, Baby-girl. Let's go to the pharmacy.”
An hour later Sara and Tina stood outside a drugstore. Sara held a small blue pill in the palm of her hand. The bright sunlight seemed to reveal to the entire city what a faithless whore she was.
“This will end any pregnancy?”
“Yes,” Tina replied.
“What happens?”
“Cramps like a bad period. A little blood. Upset stomach.”
Sara thought about taking it right then but so many people around made her uncomfortable. She felt sure they all knew what a slut she'd been.
“Let's get out of here. Someplace private.”
“What was he like?” Tina asked.
“Let's get out of here,” Sara said again.
The two girls again drove to a nearby restaurant and took a booth. Sara text Mike and asked how the games went but got no reply. They ordered shots of whiskey. Once the waiter walked away, Tina asked again.
“What was he like?”
“Old... chubby... hairy...” Sara stopped as Tina's face slowly twisted in disgust.
“It's not like that, Tina. He's charming and worldly and knew exactly what to say to me. He took me back to his airplane. That's where we did it.”
“On an airplane? You mean like a private jet? Hold on.”
“Yeah, he's filthy rich. Like millionaire, maybe billionaire rich. He travels the world buying things and seducing beautiful women. That's how he put it anyway. I'm sure I started off as just today's mark, but something happened. I think we actually connected. It felt like it anyway. I'm no expert at men but it felt real.”
“You had sex on a private jet? That's pretty hot, Sara. How was he?”
Sara glanced around the restaurant then held up her hands, palms facing with about ten inches between them. “Fucking amazing. Like, out of this world amazing. I had no idea what I've been missing.”
“I told you a million times, Baby-girl! How thick was he?”
“Huge. Like Jamul, only white. Not quite as long, maybe, but thicker. Also, hairy, chubby, and old. But man could he fuck. He knew my body better than me. He knew my mind better too. I was in bed with a man. Do you know what I mean? A Man.”
Tina nodded. “Oh yes, I've met a few of those. Rare creatures, and mine weren't also rich and hung. You scored, Sara. Do you think you did it because you were still horny from last night? Did all that attention from all those boys and girls have you so wound-up you needed release? Or is something more going on here?”
Sara thought about Tina's question. Her phone buzzed and Sara looked at the text from Mike; “Awesome.” Suddenly she knew. She showed the text to Tina. “Mike is answering a question I asked hours ago. He's so wrapped up in his football he doesn't even realize how long I've been gone.”
“See?” Tina shrugged. “Boring.”
Sara sighed. Not boring, Sara realized, inattentive, but no use trying to explain the difference to you, Tina. You confuse attention and attraction all the time.
The drinks arrived and Sara took a sip. Tina had a million questions and started quizzing Sara. By the end she knew every little detail of Randy and Sara.
“I want to meet him. I want to meet Randy”
Sara felt an unexpected stab of jealousy. “Why?”
“Duh; well-hung, single, rich guy? Why do you think?”
Sara fidgeted, hugely uncomfortable with sharing Randy, especially with Tina. Part of her wanted to forget it even happened and put the whole experience behind her. With Tina involved that would be impossible.
“When?
“Now.”
Sara hesitated.
Randy is mine. It's not fair. You can have any guy you want.
“Come on, Sara. It's not like you're going to do anything with him. You're married, remember? Unless you plan on ditching Mike you have no future with Randy. Let another girl have a chance.”
Tina was right but still Sara felt possessive. She scolded herself and reached for her phone. “He's probably in Rio by now.”
Tina waited as Sara tapped out a message.
Randy answered right away, asking; “Is she cute?”
“Not bad,” Sara responded. “If you like buck-teeth and pimples.”
“Fuck you,” Tina said after reading it. Sara laughed.
“Meet me at the gate,” Randy text. “Park by the fire station.”
Tina's eyes lit up. “This guy's for real.”
“Yes,” Sara replied.
&nbs
p; They rode in Tina's car. The drive was short and Sara found herself climbing the steps to the jet for a second time in three hours. Randy met them near the cockpit wrapped in a towel. He smelled fresh and clean. His thin hair was damp. He ushered them towards the back of the plane and poured drinks for everyone.
“Nice place,” Tina offered.
Randy smiled, eyeing both girls. “The mortgage is steep but the view is spectacular.”
His eyes blazed with lust as he regarded these two beauties and Tina caught his double meaning. Sara ignored them both, gazing down into her drink, thinking she should not be there again. When she looked up she saw the way Tina looked at Randy and jealousy flared again. She clamped her jaw, grit her teeth.
Goddamn it, Sara, she thought, you have no right to get jealous.
Tina was pretty hot, Randy admitted, and probably had a lot of men tied around her finger, but Sara was a Goddess. Seeing her again made his heart race, and that happened rarely. Two hot women at once is always fun, but truly, it was Sara alone he craved. He knew he was about to have her again. His mind connected to his cock and blood flowed. Tina noticed the edge of his towel lift slightly and understood immediately. She wasted no time.
Tina slid out of her chair to her knees between Randy's legs. She pinched the edge of the towel and peeled back both sides, exposing Randy's hairy lap and partially swollen penis. Tina smiled wickedly, pleased naive Sara had not exaggerated. Sara was about to protest but the sight of his cock silenced her. Her pussy tingled from recent memories.
The look on Sara's face told Randy everything he needed to know. She wants it again already. She was not the first woman to fall under his spell. With patience, he knew he would turn that lust into something regular. He knew he may have to invest many months or possibly even a year, but the outcome was inevitable. Maybe she would hide it from her husband or maybe she would leave him. Either way, Sara would become his willing pet, married or not.
He turned his attention to Tina.
“Something tells me Sara confessed,” he rumbled.
Tina opened her mouth and aimed his shaft at the back of her throat. Leaving her mouth open so Randy could see his cock in there, she rubbed her tongue all over the underside of this dick. Randy grunted.
