Runaway Wife

by Powerone

  She turned off the water, pulling her finger from her asshole. She had to stop thinking about such things. Michael was going to introduce her to his friends today and Keri wanted to make him proud of her. She dried off her naked body, slipping back into the bedroom, her clothes laid out for her lying on the bed. She looked at them, not even caring she was naked in front of the open windows and doors. It was a dark blue dress that would look great with her blue eyes. She pulled it up against her, catching the plunging neckline that would leave a wide expanse of naked flesh available. She looked around, no bra anywhere to be seen. The skirt was tight, she could tell that without even putting it on, with a slit up one side that would leave a long expanse of her naked hip flashing as she walked. The panties were a pale blue thong that would do little to hide, and more to entice. The heels were three inches high, made to showcase her lean legs.

  She dressed carefully, her make up perfect, though she needed little, her complexion clear, her skin a youthful appearance. She slipped on the thong, feeling the thin strip slide between her cheeks, tingling against her anus. She pulled on the dress, the material clinging to her hips as she pulled it up. She reached back to pull the slim zipper up, feeling the material fold perfectly over her naked breasts, looking down to find her nipples already pointed. The dress opened up almost to her waist. Keri would have to be careful how she moved, her naked breasts exposed if the dress pulled too far away from her body. She walked, the slit parting as she moved, a long expanse of naked leg revealed from her high heels all the way up to almost her waist. God, did she look sexy.

  Michael looked up from the dining table when he heard the gentle tapping of her heels on the Mexican tile. He was pleased with her appearance as she entered, her breasts swaying gently beneath the dress, unrestricted in their movement. The elegant heels she wore showcased her trim legs and if that wasn't enough to catch any man's attention, the slit up one side drew their eyes to the wide expanse of naked thigh and hip.

  "You look captivating Keri. You have a body that was meant to tease men to distraction.” His cock thickened, wishing he had more time to indulge in her charms before they left.

  "Thank you,” Keri still not comfortable with her own sexuality. She didn't eat much, nervous about meeting Michael's friends, hoping that she would be able to hold an intelligent conversation with them. It had been a long time since she socialized with other men, Jim had kept her on a short leash.

  They began to talk about Keri, Michael wanting to hear what she was passionate about in life. “I graduated with a degree in Art History, but I enjoy design and how space and objects interact to make a visual impact on the eyes of the beholder. I'm not sure how that relates to real life.” Keri wasn't sure how she was going to make a living, but she knew she would make it, one way or another. She was intelligent with a strong desire to succeed in whatever she tried. Jim had stifled her dreams for too many years and Keri intended on breaking free of his influence.

  "You'd be surprised at the opportunities that will open up. Many rich people have lots of money with little taste. They need the expertise of someone who can give them the class they do not possess.” They talked for the better part of an hour, ending their meal with a leisurely cup of coffee, Michael's eyes never straying from her face as she talked in spite of the lovely body that lay almost naked beneath that stunning dress.

  Keri tested Michael, leaning forward, her dress opening up wide, sure that she was giving him a good glimpse of her bare breast. But his eyes never faltered, watching her with genuine interest as she talked, hearing every single word she said. This aroused her almost as much as he aroused her sexually. It also confused her. One minute he would be hanging on every word that came out her mouth, the next she might find herself being bound naked, her mouth taking his cock inside, sucking him dry as he spewed his cum down her throat. It was as if he had two personalities, Keri enjoying them both but in different ways.

  Keri had never been in a helicopter before, Michael seeing the look in her eyes. “Hold my hand. I'll make sure nothing happens to you.” Her hand took his, gripping it tightly as the helicopters engines roared to life.

  She believed him, not that he had any control over the helicopter, but that he would make sure nothing happened to her. A strange concept for a man that was already sharing her with other men. But even those times, she always felt that he was near and was watching out over her. Her hand sweated the whole trip, Keri finally glad when they landed in Phoenix, scary as the helicopter landed high up on the top of a building. “Sorry I squeezed so hard,” seeing her imprint on Michael's hand.

  He teased her. “I enjoy the way you squeeze me. Feel free to do it anytime.” He looked at her ass as she bent to get out of the helicopter. He wished he could taste her pussy now.

  She caught his innuendo, the fearful ride in the helicopter not so bad any more, his light hearted comments breaking her mood. “I can be very good,” teasing him back. “And very tight."

  Michael smiled at her, catching a glimpse of a naked breast bouncing nicely beneath the dress. “I'll count on that.” The elevator whisked them down two floors to the restaurant, Michael watching his friends as Keri walked towards the table. Their conversation stopped abruptly, all heads turning towards her, some of them standing up as she approached. Ten powerful business leaders were all mesmerized by the beauty of the young girl on his arm.

  Michael introduced them one by one, each man taking her hand, staring at her beauty as they greeted her. Any fear of Keri not being able to handle herself with well educated important men was swept away within minutes, the men all enthralled not with just her beauty, but impressed with her brains. Michael almost felt deserted by her, the men taking her attention from him, if it wasn't for her warm hand that sat so softly on his leg, his cock stirring to such wondrous delight.

  It took almost an hour before they ordered, no one wanting to disturb the conversation as if Keri would disappear if it stopped. Keri wasn't even sure how she steered the conversation to it, but by the time lunch had arrived, they were all asking her opinion on decorating their homes. Most had wives that were just as successful in business or in society as they were with little time to take care of large mansions, most of them having more than one. Four hours later Keri had the business cards of most of them, their private numbers etched on the back with expectations that Keri would call them to arrange for her to see their homes and meet their wives. All hoping that she would give them the legitimacy of good taste that many lacked in real life.

  After lunch as they walked back to the helicopter, Keri kissed Michael before they got in, her tongue pushing between his lips, her hand slipping his large hand in the gap of her dress, shivering as her nipple sprung to life from his touch. Their kissed lasted for long minutes, not even the helicopters engines starting could make them break their embrace.

  Keri finally released him, Michael enjoying her passionate embrace, his hand openly fondling her naked breast, his cock rubbing up against her. “I don't think you have to be that scared the helicopter will crash."

  "The helicopter doesn't even bother me any more. I adapt easily as you will find out. I just want to thank you.” Her pussy was wet, wishing that Michael would throw her down on the concrete landing deck and fuck her hard.

  "For what?” He smiled.

  "For what you did. Introducing me to your friends. For maybe starting a career that I could be passionate about."

  "I didn't do anything but introduce you to my friends. You did the rest. You're a remarkable, intelligent woman. You just needed the freedom to explore your own options. It was you who saw the opportunities and how you could solve them for others.” He saw her face beaming with pride. “And I enjoyed the kiss, just as passionate as your future job outlook."

  "There is more then that for you Michael. You will have my passion for anything you want.” The door opened, Keri bending over to get into the helicopter, feeling comfortable as Michael's hand explored beneath her dress, sliding over her
naked ass as she got in. She held his hand on the way back, but not tightly as she did in fear, but in love, her body and soul surrendering to his desires. No matter what they might be.

  They entered the house, Keri pulling him towards his bedroom. It was four o'clock and they had a lot of time before dinner. She kept her head looking at the floor as they walked into his room. “Fuck me.” It just slipped out so naturally for Keri.

  Michael stopped, his fingers pulling up on her chin until she was looking at his face. “What do you want?” He wanted to see her face when she admitted it.

  She hesitated a minute, than blurted it out again. “Fuck me.” She paused and than as her face turned red. “Tie me up and fuck me hard.” Her panties were instantly wet before the words came out her mouth, just the image in her head was enough to invoke the arousal in her.

  "I will give you more than you can imagine.” Inside the room, the rope was already waiting for them. He saw her surprised look when she saw the rope. “I know you better than you do Keri."

  He didn't even bother taking off her clothes, Keri finding her hands crossed in front of her as she waited for Michael to tie them together. Her arousal increased as soon as she felt the rope on her wrists, Michael making them tighter than usual. She had said hard, almost regretting it now. Not that it would have made a difference. Michael seemed to know exactly what was going to happen and Keri had no say in it. That is what scared her and excited her both at the same time.

  "Kneel down,” pushing down on her shoulders until Keri mouth was in front of his cock. He stood there and took off his clothes slowly and neatly, Keri watching him intently. She wet her lips when he pushed his shorts down, his cock springing free. “Yes, suck my cock and get it wet for your pussy.” He gripped his cock at the base, his other hand behind her head, ready to guide her with the movements he required of her. His cock twitched in excitement as her mouth opened wide, her hot breath only inches from the head. He pushed with his hips, her lips quickly engulfing the thick head as it slid in, her tongue rushing out to caress his rigid prick.

  It was so hard, her tongue running over the head, his cum dripping out and filling her mouth with the thick, salty taste. She sucked with abandon, knowing that soon she would feel him cumming between her legs. Michael began to fuck her mouth, not a leisurely fuck, his hands tight on her head, keeping it tilted back as his hips fed his cock deep into her mouth. She had said hard and Michael took her mouth and throat that way. She struggled but it didn't do any good, Michael's hips flying back and forth so fast that it was in her throat before she even realized it. “GGGFFF,” choking, her throat opening as the thick flesh filled it, driving down into her stomach. His hands were like metal bands on her head, pinning her up against him, his hips fucking her mouth as if it were her pussy. The cock when in and out of her throat, the tears falling down her cheeks, her nose huffing as she fought to breathe. She regretted asking for it hard.

  Michael didn't let her up for five minutes, not even pulling his cock from her lips in spite of her choking and gagging. He saw the anguish look on her face, the tears running down her cheek, but he had his lust to satisfy on her youthful body and she had said she wanted it hard. Spit and cum was dribbling down her chin as he shoved his cock in and out of her throat, feeling her reluctant muscles rippling up the plum shaped head as it slid back and forth in her throat. His cock throbbed from her choking and coughing. He knew he would cum soon if he didn't stop. He could have her mouth later, when she would be forced to bring him back to hardness after cumming between her sweet thighs.

  Michael finally let her mouth off of his cock, she bent over, coughing and spitting up the mouthful of spit and cum. Her throat burned from the terrible raping of his thick cock in the tight passage. She looked at Michael's cock, never seeing it so long or hard, sticky cum stretching from her lips to the end of his cock. At least now he would fuck her, his cock slick and ready for her pussy. He tossed her on the bed as if she didn't weigh anything, her legs flying up into the air, her short skirt unable to hide anything. She was flung over onto her stomach, her bound hands pinned beneath her, Michael's hands almost tearing the dress off of her. He slapped her ass, forcing her up onto her knees, her thong yanked down leaving her naked. Another slap on her ass left her breathless, her skin stinging from his powerful blow.

  "On your back. I want to see into your eyes when I fuck you,” Michael's voice loud, his lust aroused by Keri and her desire to be taken so harshly. He flipped her over, his hands grabbing her slim ankles, unceremoniously raising her legs up, making sure that he kept them spread wide. “Just like a chicken ready to be plucked Keri.” He gazed lustily down between her thighs, not surprised to see her crotch covered in her juices. “You're dripping and so ready for my cock,” he teased her, spreading her legs wider, her bound hands tucked neatly on her stomach, unmoving to defend herself.

  She was so open, her legs pulled up, afraid that Michael would toss them over her head like a cheap whore, his cock bobbing between her wide spread thighs. She felt him move closer to her, his cock jerking as it touched between her thighs, Michael's hips moving as he sought entrance to her pussy. Her legs were pulled together, Michael able to hold them both with one hand, his other hand free to grip his thick cock.

  "You look good with your legs up in the air Keri. So open.” He tugged her legs up higher, her ass rising up from the bed. “And that lovely asshole, snuggled so tightly between your cheeks. Would you like me to spread your legs and fuck you in the ass?” His cock slid over her tightly clenched cheeks, seeing the fear in her eyes as she found herself so vulnerable to anything he desired.

  "Please, no,” she begged him. “It's too big. I couldn't take anything that big up there.” She was getting scared now, Michael's imagination and his sexual appetite far greater than Keri's. She began to squirm, trying to get away from the hot cock that snuggled up against her crack, tightening her muscles in a vain attempt to stop his cock.

  "You dare defy me. Are you refusing to give up your virgin asshole to my cock?"

  "I'll do anything, just not that. I could never handle having such a big cock up my asshole,” hoping that her compliment to his size would temper his disappointment.

  "You will be punished for your refusal. Not today, but soon.” He lowered her ass back down on the bed, his hand gripping his cock as he pushed between her tightly clenched pussy lips, sliding easily on her wetness. He felt her tight hole fighting his advance, his cock throbbing against her tight opening. With his cock firmly wedged in her tight opening, his hands returned to her ankles, spreading her legs open and at the same time his hips pushed forward. She was so tight, Michael glad that her husband had deserted her sexually, feeling her pussy opening up for his thick head. “Yes, take it inside you.” He felt her pussy slip over the top of cock, gripping it possessively, his thick member pushing aside all her resistance.

  She felt so full, his cock bore into her very soul as she felt her legs spread again, the ache in her crotch as Michael pulled her legs open and back, the whole plane of her sex opened up to his thick cock, feeling his shaft jerking in the tight opening of her pussy. She waited for the thrust of his cock, her body tense, regretting asking for it to be fucked hard.

  Michael bent her legs back until they almost touched the bed behind her, seeing her cringe in pain as his hips began to bore his cock into her resisting hole. He pushed harder, a gasp from her lips as she suddenly found her pussy impaled with the first four inches of hard cock. “I enjoy the way your pussy fights me Keri.” He reached over, grabbing up a strip of rope. “Clench on my cock while I tie your legs."

  Keri felt the rope on her legs, his cock driving deeper inside her as he moved forward, the rope looping around one bent leg, pinning her thigh to her calf. Michael pushed her leg outward, her pussy stretching open from the wide spread of her legs, groaning in pain. Once he had her legs tied she wouldn't be able to do anything except lay beneath him, her pussy opened to be ravished at will. And that excited her. Micha
el ran the rope from her knee all the way down to her ankle, pinning her leg.

  With one leg tied, he pumped her pussy with his cock, his hips driving his cock in and out rapidly, seeing her body bounce. Over three quarters of his cock was inside her, wanting to hurry and get her tied so he could fulfill her wish to be fucked hard. He stopped pumping her pussy with his cock, feeling her respond, her insides rippling of his shaft as he lay passive above her. He made his cock jerk inside her, Keri responding with the tightening of her pussy on his cock. “A nice tight pussy Keri. You use your muscles well.” He began to tie her other leg, pushing back until her thighs strained. He looked at his cock, still two inches left to be buried in her hot hole, the rope looped around her leg until it was wound like the other one. He released her leg, both of them flopping uselessly to the side, Michael's hands only having to lightly touch them to keep them spread and open.

  "OOOHHHH,” her thighs ached as Michel spread her like a butterfly. The ropes were so tight, Michael even taking the end of the rope from her hands and attaching it to her leg. Her legs began to get numb, but all she felt was the pulsating cock that was buried in her pussy. “Fuck me,” she begged him.

  Michael needed no further encouragement. His hands grasped under her ass, raising her body up, his hips beginning to push in and out. Her juices had flooded her pussy, Michael sure that the rope had increased her arousal to the fevered pitch she was at now. Her nostrils flared, her nipples, hard and pointed, her pussy gripping his cock inside her velvety insides bringing so much pleasure to him already, he thought he would explode. He pulled his cock out until only the head was trapped by her hot, tight hole. He paused, staring into her eyes, his hips suddenly shooting forward and impaling her bound body with his thick cock in one thrust that banged his cockhead against her cervix, her breasts bouncing up and down from the powerful fuck.

  "AAAAAAGG.” It felt like he had torn her open and driven his cock out her mouth. She had never gone from empty to so full in such a powerful thrust, her insides shoved ruthlessly aside by his rigid cock. His cock felt like an iron bar shoved deep inside her. Her body bounced as Michael possessed her, her pussy crammed full of Michael's throbbing flesh, his hips moving rhythmically in and out, her insides feeling like his cock was dragging them out each time.