by Angela Blake
“Come on babe,” Michael whispered as he lifted her off the floor. She had stripped her clothes off and helped him remove his pants and shirt. Nicole stood there, in front of him, and stared at his monstrous cock as he held it in his hand.
Nicole’s face broke with a wide smile and she gleefully sat on his lap. She took a hold of his cock and positioned it to guide it into her pussy. She let out a soft moan the moment she felt it press against her flesh. Once he knew where to go, Michael grabbed her by the waist and pressed down right as he thrust his body up. She felt his cock tear right through her pussy and into the inner walls of her flesh.
“Oh f-fuck,” she moaned as his cock thrust in as deep as it could. She began to grind against him, letting his cock swirl and move inside of her body. As she did she felt his hands squeeze her tits tightly and with each squeeze she let out another moan.
Her arms wrapped around his body, her hands grasping for his hair and back. She tugged and clawed as she grinded against him. With each moment that he would thrust upward she could feel a little bit of her consciousness lose its grip on her. Nicole felt she was slowly letting go of her mind and losing it to the moment of ecstasy.
“Oh shit,” Nicole exclaimed when she felt Michael thrust in deeper right as he bent down and began suckling on her nipples. The warmth of his mouth around her breasts was exhilarating and she pulled him in closer.
“Open your mouth babe,” Michael told her, just a moment before he began holding down on her waist and pumped his cock up in quick but sudden thrusts that jerked all the way up.
“Ah!” she exclaimed with her eyes shut and mouth open. “Ah! Ah! Ah!”
Nicole felt his cock rampage in her body, tearing her flesh and her consciousness down in swift strokes. With his mouth on her skin and his hands gripping her tightly she felt like all the attention in the world was being directed solely towards her.
Michael did not stop and his thrusts began to feed her like two beasts engorging each other. Nicole could feel the raw power of their bodies raging against each other and soon enough she felt a strong knot building in her gut. She moaned louder than she ever cared for and lost her mind as Michael grabbed her by the hair and tugged.
“F-fuck me!” Nicole moaned out as she began to cum. She could feel the orgasm shake her very foundations and her legs trembled as all her strength fled her body. She rested her head down on his chest and tried to gasp for air but all she could do was coo and moan for more.
Michael wasn’t done.
He gave her a moment to rest but he didn’t want to waste the momentum that they had. As soon as Nicole was able to catch her breath, she felt his arms carry her down to the floor. He pushed her to her knees and she got down on all fours. Nicole knew what he wanted and she leaned her head down, raising her hips up.
Michael got down behind her and positioned himself to take her. With his hands on her waist, he began to fuck her pussy from behind. Nicole’s whole body pushed forward a little the moment she felt his cock penetrate through her folds and the walls of her womanhood. When she felt the thickness of his shaft plowing into her, it felt reassuring and exhilarating at the same time.
He squeezed on her waist and began to pump in and out in a quick, steady rhythm. She could feel his cock push in deeper than ever and his thighs slamming against her ass. As they got faster and faster Michael slapped her ass and pushed a finger into her mouth. She suckled on it hungrily and moaned loudly, continuously as he pounded into her body.
She could feel him reaching his peak. His legs were tensing and beginning to shake and his rhythm was getting jerky. The way he would hold onto her waist, ever so tight and frantic, further indicated he was about to explode.
Fortunately for Nicole, Michael was one to still keep his mind intact even when in the heat of passion. He withdrew his cock at the last moment and pulled Nicole in closer. She opened her mouth just in time as he blew his load all over face and into her mouth. She kept her mouth gaping open and her tongue out to catch the warm, bitter-sweet seed that showered over her.
Nicole then took his manhood into her hand and continued to stroke it, gently and slowly, to push the remaining cum out of his shaft. She took the head of his cock into her mouth and played with it wildly, hungrily, toying with it using her tongue and lips. Every now and then she would plunge it in deeper, allowing it to thrust into her throat and each time she did she felt Michael jolt in pleasure.
After a while, he was expended. He was tired and he had blown his seed all over her. Michael finally crashed down and sat on her recliner but Nicole did not yet stop. She crawled in closer and continued to play with his cock in her mouth. After about five more minutes she felt his shaft stiffen once again.
When she looked up, she saw the fire burning in his eyes. She knew he was still game for another round. However, the more important detail for Nicole was that at this moment in time, all of Michael’s attention and desire were centered entirely on her.
Sure, he might be married, and she was against dating him because of that fact but now that she let go of that restriction she felt triumphant knowing that he was hers.
Chapter Six
“Is your wife around?” Nicole just had to ask. She held her phone with one hand and flipped through Netflix using her other. She wasn’t so adept in using her left hand for a remote control and it did feel awkward but her mind was solely focused on Michael at the moment.
“She’s still here but she’s leaving in an hour,” Michael replied. Nicole could hear him chopping something so she assumed he was in the kitchen. “She’s going to this girl’s seminar thing with her cousin.”
“Will she be gone long?”
Michael paused and then answered, “I think she’ll be gone for three days or so. Not sure. Want me to ask?”
Nicole laughed and then told him, “You bastard. Don’t make it that obvious. She might lie and then pop in during the night and catch you fucking me in her bed.”
“All I heard was ‘fucking’ and ‘bed’ so you’ll need to come here and check my ears,” Michael answered in a playful tone. “I think I got something clogging my hearing.”
Nicole chuckled. She missed him. It had been two days since he came over and they had sex in her living room. It had been a full day since he was able to call her. Vanessa came home and although Michael didn’t really care for her he still did his duty as her husband. He never let Vanessa know about Nicole and how she had been with him for quite some time now.
“Well, pick me up when she’s gone,” Nicole then told him.
He readily agreed to that, “Oh I will. I’ll head straight there after the airport. Do me a favor and wear what I bought for you.”
That was a naughty thought, one that turned Nicole on more than she thought it would. She couldn’t help but smile and say, “Sure, but on one condition: hands off me until I say otherwise.”
“Now you’re teasing me,” Michael exclaimed.
“Of course I am,” Nicole replied. She finally found something she wanted to watch, clicked on it, and waited as it loaded. “Now hurry up and get off the phone. She might be listening in. I’ll see you when you get here.”
Michael laughed on the other end, “So what if she’s listening in? Got anything to say to her?”
“Hello Vanessa,” Nicole whispered and giggled. “I hope you leave soon, I’m excited to come over and fuck your husband and try on some of your expensive clothes for the weekend!”
Both of them laughed but Nicole knew she really had to end the call. There was the real risk of Vanessa picking up a phone somewhere else in the manor and actually listening in on their conversation. That would spell the end of their little affair.
Fortunately, Michael was no idiot and didn’t try to prolong their conversation any further. He ended the call and Nicole was left cuddling a pillow on her bed, watching a sitcom series on her TV.
While waiting for Michael, the only thought in her mind was the fact that he was completely dedicated to her
right now. However, she knew that the reality was still there. He was married and the day would come when he would have to choose between Nicole or his wife. She knew that if it ever came down to that, he’d still choose his wife even though he had no love or affection for her.
Nicole had no idea what Vanessa looked like, however. There was the chance that she’d be plain-looking but rich and that would be fine for Michael and Vanessa’s family since it sealed their financial conditions. There was a chance she’d be the hottest girl on the planet and that would make Michael’s choice even harder to make. He may not love her but it would be hard-pressing to make him give up a nice piece of ass.
Disgruntled, Nicole got up and looked at herself in the mirror, one that was big enough for her to see her entire body. She took off her shirt and shorts and stared at her naked form. While Nicole never considered herself to be drop-dead gorgeous, even she had to admit that she did have a firm, sexy body. One of her best traits was the arc of her back. Michael - and every guy she slept with for that matter - always commented how they were turned on by the way her back bent, allowing her to naturally raise her ass whenever they were in the doggystyle position. Every time someone complimented her about her back she would picture the way Megan Fox posed in the first “Transformers” movie. She knew she couldn’t be compared to a Hollywood star but it was nice to think she could look that way to some guys.
Pondering about her own body made Nicole think about Vanessa. Why didn’t Michael like her? Was she not sweet enough or caring enough for him to keep his attention on her? Was Vanessa just a natural, snotty bitch that drove men mad? What if she was hot but was just downright boring in bed?
All those questions drove Nicole insane and frustrated. She stomped to the kitchen and got herself an energy drink from the fridge before settling back in her bedroom, the answers still not found. She wanted to know exactly what went wrong between Michael and Vanessa with the hopes that she wouldn’t repeat those same mistakes.
Nicole knew the answers wouldn’t just walk into her head. She needed to do a little investigating to really find out what happened. Fortunately, Vanessa was leaving and now she could stay in Michael’s place for a while. Maybe with a little probing she could uncover the truth. Maybe it was all nonsense and she was just wasting her time but it wouldn’t hurt to just know the truth and get some peace of mind.
It was these questions that bothered Nicole throughout the rest of her morning. She continued to think about the predicament while showering and changing her clothes. It was a good thing she still recalled to wear the “gift” Michael had got her. It was a little cute thing he purchased online and had it delivered to her doorstep. She then packed a small luggage and waited for noontime. By the time Michael’s car pulled up to the apartment driveway, Nicole was all set and ready to go.
Chapter Seven
Nicole smiled at Michael as she stared at his body. He stood there in front of a mirror by the bed, naked and tall, shaving his beard. He looked back at her through the mirror and returned her smile with his own.
She loved the way he looked at her. She especially loved the way his eyes grew wide when he saw her wearing his little gift. He had purchased a lovely pink lingerie that had a removable patch, which allowed her to expose her breasts and pussy whenever desired. The back was exposed, with lacy fabric in the middle.
It took him a long while to get over how she looked in it before he could get around to removing it and finally playing with her. He was so horny he almost skipped through all kind of foreplay to slam his dick against her pussy while she still wore the lingerie piece.
While she still had it on it turned Michael into this ravaging sex monster and she loved how he used all that energy solely on pleasing her. She never had multiple orgasms before but this time she couldn’t even count how many times she exploded. She had been in his place for only seven hours since his wife left and she was already expended.
“I like it when you shave,” she told Michael. “Your face looks very sharp and dashing when it isn’t covered with that bush.”
“Some women love a man with a beard,” he told her right as he finished shaving. He placed the shaver down on his desk, near the mirror, and then rubbed his chin to make sure he didn’t miss a spot.
Nicole shrugged, “Maybe, but I’m not one of them. My tastes are a little different.”
“Well, you do like the taste of cum in the morning,” Michael joked as he faced her, his manhood stiff once again and in his hand.
Nicole licked her lips as she stared at the throbbing rod that he held like a weapon, a weapon she so desired. It was strange how she got so turned on by the sight of his cock. Before she met Michael, she wasn’t always so horny or even attracted by the sight of a man’s cock. Nowadays, however, sex with Michael was all she could think about. It pervaded her mind like a disease, one that she welcomed and didn’t want to go away.
“Yes, I do,” she admitted. “Although right now I could use something more substantial than another dose of that. Coffee?”
Michael chuckled and nodded, “All right, I’ll get you a mug of coffee. Maybe I’ll give you an hour to rest too. If I get hard after an hour, pretty little lady, you better spread those nice legs for me.”
Nicole winked back and watched as he walked out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen. As soon as she was sure he was gone, Nicole rushed out of the bed, out of the room and to the hallway. There were a lot of bedrooms she never tried yet but she just peeped into them one by one, hoping to find the room Vanessa stayed in.
She guessed that Vanessa and Michael no longer stayed in the same room. They were husband and wife but she saw none of Vanessa’s clothes, pictures or belongings in his room. Nicole checked each room one by one, hoping to find the one place Vanessa did stay in whenever she was around.
There wasn’t much time left, either. Brewing coffee didn’t take long and Michael would be sauntering back to the room soon.
Fortunately, she hit the jackpot. The second to the last room near the stairway heading to the second floor had everything she was looking for. When she took a peek inside, she found it to be the only room that was radically different from the rest of the house. Its walls were colored purple and had a beautiful carpet laid out. The bed itself was a king-sized, double-mattress structure with silk curtains and she discovered it had a walk-in closet.
Going inside, she found all the dresses were roughly her size. Judging from the design she figured Vanessa must have been at least her height but with a more pronounced pair of breasts. It made her wonder why Michael wasn’t so turned on by a petite little girl with big tits.
Then she found Vanessa’s picture. On top of one of the drawers was a small picture frame with a photo of Vanessa and Michael.
“My, aren’t you a gorgeous little rich bitch,” Nicole whispered as she took a hold of the photo. Vanessa was exactly as she pictured: gorgeous and petite like her but had larger breasts, a well-rounded bottom and had deep blue eyes that paired nicely with her light brown hair, a combination rarely seen in women.
However, she noticed that Vanessa also had a unique feature on her face. She seemed a little off, to Nicole, in a way that snobby mean girls were. Even though she never met Vanessa, she could tell just by the sharpness of her face that she was a sharp-tongued and vicious woman.
“I could be wrong,” Nicole told herself. “She could be the nicest woman on the planet.”
“No, you’d be right,” a voice cut through and Nicole jumped in shock. She turned around and found Vanessa standing in the doorway. She was dressed in a beautiful, black mini-dress and still had a hold on her luggage.
Nicole immediately reached for a blanket on the bed to cover her body but Vanessa pointed a finger and shook her head.
“Don’t even try,” Vanessa told her. “I know my husband likes fucking little whores whenever I’m gone but I didn’t figure he’d go for someone as slutty as you. I mean, look at you. You’re a fucking slut. You know he’s married
but here you are, parading naked around my house and snooping into my bedroom.”
“I’m not going to say sorry,” Nicole told Vanessa. She dropped the blanket and just stood there, naked and wet in perspiration. She could even feel the juice of sex from her last session with Michael between her legs. “Married or not, he chose me. I don’t care if he never divorces you. You can carry his name, you can own his money and everything else but I own his heart.”
“Vanessa?” Michael’s voice echoed as he walked into the room. He had his pants on.
“Jesus Christ,” Michael said as he saw what was going on. “Nicole, I’m sorry. Vanessa, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
Vanessa turned around and motioned to slap him in the face. She stopped herself at the last moment and balled her fingers into a fist. “Fuck you. Fuck you both.”
Chapter Eight
“Vanessa, just hold on a minute,” Michael reached out and tried to stop his wife from stomping out of the house.
Nicole, who watched the two continue to argue in the main reception hall, hurried back to the bedroom and got her clothes back on. She managed to get dressed right as Vanessa was about to rush out of the house.
“Hold on, stop!” Nicole shouted out to Vanessa. “Hold on, right there. Don’t leave the fucking house, you goddamn privileged bitch.”
That got Michael to drop his jaw in shock and Vanessa to turn around. The latter stomped back and made her way closer to Nicole.
“What the hell did you just say?” Vanessa asked Nicole.
“I called you a privileged bitch,” Nicole repeated, louder and clearer. Michael was about to step in and interrupt but Nicole stopped with her hand. “You’re already married to him. What do you have to lose? Everything but his cock and love are yours. You already get those from someone else. I know you’re fucking some rich boy every time you leave this place anyway.”
Vanessa’s face twisted with surprise and for a moment she couldn’t find the words to retaliate. “You calling me a whore?”
