“Chase shoots a huge wad when he comes, babe,” she said with a naughty little smile, knowing that it would thrill him if she teased him just slightly by commenting on just how much semen another man had just violated her pussy with. “He really filled my tummy up, too, when he came in my mouth just a few minutes ago, and that was after he’d creamed my cunny twice in two hours. That guy’s balls are enormous.”
“You ought to know,” Niles teased her back, fucking her slow and easy. “I saw you lick them like crazy right before you sucked him off and swallowed his come.”
Trudy laughed softly and said, “You bet I did. Did you like watching me do that?”
“God, yes,” Niles gasped, as her pussy clenched around his gliding cock, “it was hot as hell. Everything you do is hot as hell, darling; you’re the slut’s slut when you get in front of those cameras!”
She gave him a look so fiery it could have made water boil and said, “I know it. I just go crazy when I know you’re watching me. I so love being bad for you, Niles!”
He started to really hammer himself into her, squeezing her big tits harder as he did so. Glancing up at the screen, he saw his wife riding another man’s huge dick and moaned.
“Man but this is great,” he sighed, “fucking you while you’re full of another man’s come, while I’m watching him ball you on the screen, right along with you! What could be better than this?”
Trudy felt her pussy clench again, her eyes moving from her husband’s intent face up to the screen, watching the digital version of herself getting fucked by Chase, and then back again. She whispered, “I don’t know. But if there is something kinkier and hotter than this, I’m sure we’ll be the ones to discover it!”
Nile nodded and really started to give it to her. He sighed as he did so, “Look at how hard he’s making you come with that big dick of his! Now he’s turning you onto your back, really nailing you, missionary-style. Jesus, Trudy, what a hot slut you are—you’re fantastic!”
She kissed him and fucked him back hard, reveling in the fact that she was a hot slut, and wanting still more of this thrilling, forbidden kind of sex just as soon as she could get it!
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CUTTING JAKE LOOSE
Doing that--getting more of the steamy, on-camera extra-marital sex she now craved so much--proved harder to do than Trudy would have ever imagined. The hang up was Jake, who was busy with trying to make his barely-begun real estate career take off while tending bar every night while he did so.
That simply left no time for a long, sensuous get-together with Trudy in her bedroom, in front of the cameras, as the week crept by.
Frustrated by his total unavailability, she instead sought another go-round with Mara. But the girl’s phone just rang and rang, and her cell phone went to voice mail after four rings.
Curious as to what was going on--and horny as she could be for a little more lesbian fun--Trudy went by the coffee shop to see if she could catch her behind the counter.
The girl who was behind the counter when Trudy entered the shop looked to be even younger than Mara. She was a tall, willowy blonde with gorgeous blue eyes and a very pretty face.
When Trudy bought a cup of strong French Roast coffee from the girl, whose name was Jennifer, according to the nametag on her apron, she casually asked after Mara, and the young girl sighed. “She moved to Seattle a few days ago, just out of the blue. She met some dude who really did it for her, and boom…away she went!”
Trudy must have looked just as shocked as she felt, because Jennifer asked, after taking in the intensely disappointed look that news brought to Trudy’s face, “Was she a good friend of yours?”
“Well, no, not really,” Trudy admitted. “I’d just met her, but I did really like her.”
The girl sighed wistfully again and said softly, “I didn’t know her very well, either, but I liked her a lot, too.”
With a guilty little giggle, Jennifer whispered, “We were lovers, for a couple of weeks there, before she suddenly moved out of town. God, but she was great in the sack!”
Trudy’s eyes must have given her away again. The younger girl studied her face and then, as she got ready to hand Trudy her receipt for the coffee, she impulsively grabbed up a pen from the countertop and scribbled a phone number on the back of it.
“Call me, won’t you?” Jennifer said softly, handing her the piece of paper. “That’s my cell. “I’m not really gay…I’m bi, but Mara really rocked my world in bed.”
She gave Trudy a long, critical glance and then added, “And I’m betting you could, too. You don’t look anything like Mara, but you’ve got that look about you, just like she did.”
Leaning closer, across the counter, Jennifer murmured. “I bet you’re wild in bed, too, aren’t you, lady?”
Trudy agonized for a long moment. The girl was totally heart-stopping in her beauty, but she was probably a freshman or a sophomore at the nearby university at best. She couldn’t have been a day over nineteen or twenty.
But then, Mara had only been twenty-one, and Trudy had hopped into bed with her without a second thought. She stared at the hopeful-looking, gorgeous young blonde and sighed. Plucking up all of her courage, reminding herself that she was, after all, the brand new, red-hot Trudy Reed, she took a deep breath and whispered at last, “Why don’t we get together soon and you can judge for yourself, beautiful?”
Jennifer blushed and then whispered back, “I’d love that. Call me, okay?”
Trudy left the coffee shop with a goofy grin on her face, the receipt with hot young Jennifer’s phone number carefully trucked away in her wallet, where she wouldn’t loose it. Mara—flighty, crazy, oh, so fun Mara might have been gone—but sexy young Jennifer seemed to promise untold afternoons and evenings of lesbian delight in her place. Times Trudy fully intended to explore very soon, in front of the cameras, for her and Niles’s mutual enjoyment!
She found she couldn’t wait to see Niles that night, to tell him about her new discovery. He would be so thrilled, especially when Trudy mentioned that Jennifer was bisexual, not gay, and he realized that a threesome between him and his wife and the stunning young college coed was not out of the question!
Getting back into her Beamer, sipping the good coffee, she turned her mind back toward the problem of Jake and his suddenly insurmountable work schedule. As she drove back over to her office, she thought about calling Chase instead, for another “dinner”, but quickly dismissed the idea.
It was too soon. She’d just fucked Chase. She’d loved it, and intended to do it again in the near future, but she found that she wanted some variety…that was why she’d tried to find Mara just now.
Maybe another helping of Jake’s big, sweet cock is just what I need, she thought as she neared the office. Perhaps I should put my reluctance aside and go have those drinks with him while he’s working some night soon? Maybe if I give him one of my patented slurpy, sloppy suck offs in that storeroom of his, he’ll be moved to find a way to come over to my house soon and put on a little performance with me in front of the cameras?
She’d have to think about it. The idea of a quickie in a cramped storeroom still didn’t really sound that appealing, but still…
****
“So when are you going to go and see him at the bar?” Niles whispered into his wife’s ear.
They were going at it doggie style as they watched the new, full-length DVD version of Trudy’s night with Chase that Niles had cobbled together over the last few days. Trudy moaned; she just fucking loved this!
Looking back over her shoulder at Niles, she panted, “Soon, maybe tomorrow night.”
As the two of them continued to rut away happily, they shared a secret, conspiratorial smile at the thought of Trudy sucking Jake off at the bar. Trudy said, “I’ll give him a blowjob that’s so great he won’t be able to help himself--he’ll be back over here with me, on top of this very bed, in no time, darling; you just wait and see if he isn’t!”
He
r husband groaned as her pussy sleeve clamped tight around his gliding cock when she made that lewd promise. They kissed for a long moment and then broke apart.
“Look at this part, love,” Niles whispered anxiously. “Look at you taking that big dick of his all the way up to the hilt on every fuck stroke!”
Trudy turned from him and stared at the screen again. Niles, who was leaning over her as he balled her hard, caught a jiggling tit in each hand and began to squeeze her nipples as he fucked her. She sighed and felt her cunny grip at her husband’s prick once more as she watched herself getting nailed to the bed by Chase’s huge dick again and again.
“God, this is fun!” she murmured, on the brink of yet another orgasm.
“It’s the best thing in the world,” Niles agreed, ramming her just as deeply as Chase was doing it onscreen. “Fuck, but you’re a wild woman, darling!”
Trudy shivered as she started to come, watching herself getting spunked by someone other than her husband. Niles had gotten a real close up of her pussy being flooded with Chase’s semen off one of the cameras and had cut it into the video at this point.
“Oh, oh, God, Niles, I am wild,” she groaned, coming hard. “But you haven’t seen anything yet, I promise!”
Niles gasped and started to come himself, his cock spitting big wads of hot jizz into his wife’s spasming pussy. She whined as her orgasm peaked and she thought about sucking Jake off tomorrow night!
****
“Hey, Trudy, you showed after all,” Jake said as she sat down at the bar.
“I told you at work today that I’d come by tonight for a little while,” Trudy answered, looking somewhat despondent as she took in the rundown tavern.
Smoking in a bar or restaurant had been outlawed years ago in California, but decades of smoking prior to the change in the law had left the inside of this place permanently smelling of old, stale tobacco smoke. It was deeply ingrained into the walls and ceiling, despite a new coat of paint.
That, coupled with the lingering odor of forty years worth of spilled beer and the somewhat questionable clientele the place catered to, gave the bar a musty, unpleasant ambience which made Trudy wrinkle her nose as she sat down on a stool at the nearly empty bar.
With a big smile, he poured her a Ketel One over ice and then went over to speak to a man in his mid-thirties, who wore a flashy suit with the collar of the dress shirt he wore under it open and showing a gold chain. Jake refilled the man’s glass, leaned close to him, and whispered something.
The man grinned in Trudy’s direction as Jake spoke to him and a cold chill ran down her spine. This guy just looked…sleazy, somehow.
After a moment, Jake came back over and said, “That guy I was just talking to at the end of the bar is a pal of mine. He’s going to watch things while you and I slip into the back and…you know…”
She took a big drink of her vodka and whispered, “While we adjourn to the storeroom, you mean?”
Jake’s face colored. He said, “Yeah.”
Trudy quickly gunned down the drink, seeking liquid courage. The idea that the creep in the loud suit knew that she was going to suck Jake off back in the storeroom made her stomach tighten. She absolutely hated this!
Tonight was probably a mistake, she told herself. A scene like this might have been okay with Mara—hell, she’d have probably gotten off on it—but it makes me queasy, just thinking about that nasty-looking guy in the suit knowing what I’m up to with Jake in the back room! I guess I’m not nearly as free-spirited and daring as Mara was, after all.
“I’m going to need several more of these before anything happens,” she told Jake, handing him the empty cocktail glass. “This whole thing is kind of creepy, when you get right down to it.”
“Aw, don’t be that way,” Jake said, flashing her that lopsided grin she loved so much. “Think of it as an adventure, like that time in the back of the Beamer.”
Trudy took the refilled glass and sipped at it, trying to think of it like that. So far, she was failing.
****
At a quarter past nine, the two old barflies that had been sitting three stools down from Trudy finally ran out of money. After begging Jake to put another round “on the cuff” and being turned down, they left.
That meant Jake’s friend in the suit and a couple of older men sitting at a table in the back of the bar, plus Jake and Trudy, were now the only people still left in the small tavern. Jake went back and handed the two surprised customers in back a round on the house, to keep them busy for a few minutes, and then came back to Trudy, who was just finishing her third Ketel One.
“Come on, babe, this is our chance,” he whispered.
He nodded to the guy in the suit, who flipped open the hinged section of the bar top that allowed the bartender entry and egress from behind the bar and stepped behind it. Jake took Trudy’s elbow and helped her off the stool. She grabbed her purse, not feeling good about leaving it unprotected on the bar in this particular cocktail joint, and accompanied him down a short hallway that contained doors to both the men’s and women’s bathrooms and third door marked “employees only”.
Jake opened the third door with a key and they went inside. The room was just as small and cramped and dusty as Trudy had pictured it in her mind.
“I’m sorry this has got to be so fast, honey, but I really should get back behind the bar in a few minutes, you know?”
As he spoke, he slipped off his bartender’s apron and unzipped his jeans. His cock was already half hard as he fished it out of his boxers and fed it out the front of his zipper.
“How romantic,” Trudy commented sullenly, staring down at Jake’s naked, fat prick.
“Oh, come on, Trudy, suck it for me,” he cajoled her with that sexy grin of his still in place. “You know you want to.”
Trudy sat down on a stack of Budweiser cases and Jake stepped forward, his cock even with her lips. She licked them nervously, eyeing the unlocked storeroom door somewhat anxiously.
“Come on, babe, we haven’t got much time,” Jake said, bumping his thick cock head eagerly against her lips.
With a sigh of resignation, Trudy opened her mouth and began to lick and suck. Jake sighed and gave her half of his prick on her second head bob. She had nearly all of it on her third, her tongue circling it steadily.
This is kind of crazy-wild, she thought, getting into sucking Jake off just a bit more, the longer she did it.
He put his hands in her hair, drawing her inward, and then easing her head back, fucking her mouth. Trudy swallowed a big wad of pre-come, and her pussy started to get very wet.
Oh, well, at least this whole lewd scenario will really turn Niles on when I get home and tell him about it, she thought. I guess I’ll get my reward then, when he fucks the daylights out of me, while he’s imaging Jake doing my mouth like this!
In the meantime, she told herself, she’d have to really get after Jake’s cock with her lips and tongue. After all, this blowjob was supposed to be so super that it would convince Jake that he couldn’t do without her. It had to be so great that he’d do whatever it took to beg, borrow, or steal enough time out of his busy schedule to sneak over to Trudy’s house to join her in her bedroom for some more of her hot loving.
“Oh, yeah,” Jake moaned, as she really got going, her mouth full of spittle, her tongue all over him as she sucked. “You’re the best Trudy—you can really suck a cock. I’ve been missing this, so much!”
Good, Trudy thought, sucking enthusiastically now, pulling out all of the stops, swallowing every inch of his long cock with each head lunge, that’s what’s supposed to happen!
The torrid blowjob went on for another two or three minutes, and then Jake gasped, “Oh, babe, I’m there…I’m gonna’ come right in that cute little mouth of yours!”
His body went rigid and the first jet of spunk spattered all over the inside of her mouth just as the storeroom door unexpectedly eased open and the sleazy character in the suit stepped inside. The man h
ad a dark complexion and longish, greasy black hair and he was smiling broadly as he watched Trudy gulp down the first big mouthful of Jake’s come.
“Oh, yeah, Jake, she’s just as advertised, isn’t she?” the man said.
With that, he unzipped his pants and got out his own cock, which wasn’t as big as Jake’s but which was as hard as it could be. He began to stroke it lightly as Trudy swallowed her second mouthful of jizz, trying to pull back from Jake’s spurting dick as she saw, much to her dismay, that they now had a “guest” watching them.
Jake easily held her in place and fucked her mouth a few more times; emptying his balls into Trudy’s lips and watching her gulp down his come. He gave her that little I can’t help it shrug and pulled his spent dick out of her mouth.
“This is Moe, honey,” Jake said apologetically. “I own him a lot of money, and I thought maybe, since you’re such a hot babe and you just love doing wild stuff like this, that you might…you know…?”
Trudy couldn’t have been any more shocked if Jake had cold-cocked her with his fist! She stared over at the stranger with his hard dick in his hand and felt her stomach turn over.
“You mean that you expect me to…to…blow this guy, too?” Her voice was shrill and disbelieving.
“Blow him or fuck him; it’s your choice,” Jake said, unable to meet her gaze as he tucked his cock away and zipped up again. “Listen, Trudy, I’ve got to get back out front.”
Trudy saw red. She reached over and jammed her hand into her purse and whipped out her cell phone.
Hitting nine, one, one, she held the phone up to her ear and blurted, as the operator asked what her emergency was, “I’m being raped by the bartender and a customer at the Maverick bar in downtown Sacramento. They’re mouth-fucking me; making me suck them off--send the cops right now!”
Moe and Jake stared at her, aghast. She flashed them back a hard, angry glare and screamed into the phone, “No, I can’t stay on the line, you dumb bitch. They’re raping me!”
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