You are a chronic cum eating little bitch CEI

You are a chronic cum eating little bitch CEI
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As before these are my friend's story Rick's WIFE 2 (2 of 6) 10:00 p.m. and waiting.

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Waiting, waiting, waiting. They were probably done with dinner by now and maybe even out on the dance floor. Every 10 or 15 minutes I found myself looking at my watch and conjuring up new images, new snippets of conversation. Were they talking about me? What exactly was Linda telling him about our relationship, our marriage? Whatever the details, I just knew it centered on sex.

I'd successfully fought off the urge to masturbate. Right now, though, I decided to change my underwear. After repeated tumescence, they were sticky with pre-cum.

God, this was the weirdest conglomeration of competing emotions I'd ever felt. One moment I felt like jumping in my car and hitting the nightspots to look for them.

I had no idea what I'd do if I found them, however. Probably just watch them discreetly from a distance. Every once in a while a wave of anger and jealousy would roll over me, though, and I'd fantasize about marching up and confronting them.


Those feelings would slowly melt away and be replaced by a very profound lust. One side put an edge on the other and made each emotion sharper and more defined; more REAL than feelings I'd had in a long time.

In the back of my brain, a part of my mind started to wonder, just wonder mind you, about the source and intensity of the turn- on. In our bondage games, Linda was always the submissive. Submission had never been a part of my erotic dreams or fantasies. Was it possible that, in allowing this to happen, I was indirectly submitting to both Linda and her date?

Or even further, that I was somehow submitting directly to HIM, with her as the intermediary or offering if you will? Were there, god forbid, homosexual undertones here? You know, like subconsciously making love to him through my wife? Okay, I'll admit, since I'm being perfectly frank here, that on a couple occasions I'd fantasized about sucking cock.

(I'm STRAIGHT, alright!?) I hadn't gone very far with that particular mastabatory thread, though, and it had been quite a few years ago. I'm not going to posture and spout any of that homophobic shit. I despise it. But, on the other hand, I've never gotten an erection looking at naked men. Just the opposite.

It's the quickest way I know to get rid of one. 10:05. Well, time's just flying by and I've come up with a ream of insights into this whole thing. Jesus, sometimes my lack of self-awareness scares even me. I grabbed the latest copy of Time magazine and lay down on the couch in my den and tried to read, every once in a while rubbing my throbbing, painfully hard cock with the heel of my palm.

I looked over at the clock on my desk. 10:10. Next to the clock was a picture of Linda taken a few years ago by a photographer friend.

An "artsy" black and white of just her face and her long black hair cascading over her shoulder. Whenever I look at Linda for a long time and have to describe her, the best I can come up with is a "fawn." Everyone we meet say she reminds them of Audrey Hepburn (no, it's before my time, but I HAVE seen her movies). I know I'm a pretty lucky guy to be married to her.

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In my mind's eye, the picture transformed from a demure smile to one of lust. Open mouth, head thrown back, sweat dripping, eyes unfocused.

I woke with a start and immediately checked out my new friend, the clock. 2:30 a.m. I stumbled up, made sure the porch and entrance light were on, then went upstairs.

Taking my clothes off, I climbed into bed and collapsed. Pornographic visions danced in my brain. I heard a noise and jerked up on my elbow. I was fully awake in an instant.

Pretty shallow sleep, I guess. Footsteps coming up the stairway.

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I glanced at the alarm clock. 4:30 a.m. I lay back down, feigning sleep, but with a good enough angle to see out of the corner of my eye. Linda came around the corner and stopped at the bathroom entrance. She looked my way for a brief moment. Her hair was up (the way she wears it when she "can't do anything with it"). She went in the bathroom and closed the door. The water ran for what seemed like an eternity.

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The door opened and I closed my eyes. I felt the bed move as she sat next to me and her hand rested on my shoulder. "Peter?" I opened my eyes and looked up at her. "Hi," I managed. "What time is it?" "Late, darling." She stroked my forehead and climbed in next to me. She was still fully clothed.

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Neither Linda nor I smoked, but I could smell the odor of stale cigarettes in her hair. I wondered what "his" brand was. Suddenly, her hand went down under the covers and grabbed my iron-hard cock. The coolness of her hand was electrifying. "Are you mad at me, darling?" she asked quietly. "Hell no," I said with a grin. "But I will be if you don't spit out every detail of what happened, right now!" Reassured, she snuggled in closer and I pulled the blanket over both of us.

Suddenly, while rhythmically pumping my cock, she leaned over and kissed me full on the mouth. I returned it with passion. It was all wet and tongue and she tasted of sex and wine. "You're missing an ear-ring," I said when she pulled back. "Oh, shit!" she said grabbing at her naked earlobe.

"So?" I said, raising my eyebrows. She looked at me with a gleam in her eye. "Well, I'm afraid I've been a naughty girl tonight." I ran my hand down her back and over her thighs and buttocks.


no underwear. "They got a little messy, so I had to get rid of them," she grimaced. As she stroked my erection, the following story emerged: Linda had met him at the restaurant for cocktails and a light supper. They'd talked mostly about work at first, but the conversation had inevitably led to his ex-wife and to me. She'd flirted relentlessly with him, firing off a long series of innuendos and suggestions.

He'd been fast on the uptake and quickly responded in kind. She noticed that his eyes kept wandering to her nipples that were nicely outlined by her silk blouse.

After dinner, they'd driven in separate cars to a small club on the west side. They started dancing, and he'd been a gentleman at first, but after Linda had started rubbing the upper part of her hip against his groin, things got a bit more raunchy.

"God, that feels pretty nice." she'd whispered in his ear after letting her hand drop down between them and into his crotch. The rubbing and grinding had gotten a little too hot, and they'd gone back to the table. At one point, near closing time, and Linda herself can hardly believe she did this, she had reached under the table and under her skirt.

Pulling her panties aside, she'd pushed her middle finger deep into her soaking cunt. Bringing it out, she'd put it to his lips and let him lick it clean, all the while keeping their eyes locked. They left his car in the parking lot and took hers to his apartment. She had asked him to drive and as they made their way to his place, had reached over, unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. Leaning over, she had swirled her tongue around the tip to savored the taste of his pre-cum.

"Do you suck your husband's cock like this?" he had asked distractedly, trying to concentrate on the road. Her mouth full, my wife didn't answer. It was at this point that I exploded all over Linda's hand and my belly.

My cock now well lubricated with gobs of sticky cum, she continued to stroke it slowly. As she went on with the story, I was very quickly hard again. Once inside his apartment, his whole personality had changed.

The "gentleman" was gone. He had forced her onto her knees, unzipped his pants and, looming over her, pulled his erect penis out.

She reached up to take it in her slender hands, but he had pushed them away. "Just suck it. Use your mouth.

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You don't need your hands." She had tried the best she could, but although he was about my length, he had been much thicker around. She had worked her mouth over the bulging crown and gotten it to the back of her throat and had started working her tongue and lips when, suddenly, he had tensed and actually started coming!

She hadn't expected it so soon, had gagged, and a lot of it had dribbled from the corner of her stretched lips. (I had noticed some suspicious stains down the front of her blouse). She had done her best to swallow what she could manage. It had been slightly sweet with a hint, she could have sworn, of almonds, rather than the "salt-water" taste of mine.

"Your husband has a very nice little cock-sucker for a wife. I hope he appreciates you," he had said, while wiping the few dribbles of cum from his cock that Linda had missed.

They had sat on the couch and talked for a few minutes, and he was soon very hard indeed again. He had taken his pants and shorts off.

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He stood my wife up in front of his couch and made her bend over at the waist with her arms on the back and her feet spread as wide as she could manage. He had hiked her dress up over her waist and pulled her panties off. His big cock had entered her from behind with little resistance. She described the fuck as brutal and hard. (While the words said one thing, the dreamy inflection of her voice told her real experience of it). He had reached around with one hand and forced his three middle fingers into her mouth, holding her tongue and lower jaw between the fingers and his thumb.

While it hadn't been painful, Linda described it as a very dominant and sexy action. The other hand had been busily changing between working her clit and squeezing her small breasts. As he fucked deep into my wife, and while holding her violated mouth open, he had whispered in her ear. "This is for your husband. And this, pretty little cunt, is for you," he whispered as he banged even harder into her hole.

The fuck had been long and hard. She had come 4 or five times, she couldn't remember, and her legs were almost giving out when he finally came and sprayed her cunt with semen. They didn't talk much after that. He'd offered to let her spend the night, but she had declined. After cleaning up as best she could, she had driven straight home. I reached over and pulled her black skirt up. She scooted underneath me and spread her legs wide. Even in the semi-light of our bedroom, I could see that the lips of her pussy were red and swollen.

"It's okay, darling. It's a little sensitive down there, but if you take it easy on me at first, it won't be a problem," she said. She was probably the "loosest" and wettest I'd ever experienced in 8 years of marriage, and even though I knew my cock was sliding in my wife's juices mixed with a stranger's spunk, I didn't care a bit. As I pumped her slowly and lovingly, our eyes locked.

Before I came again, and somewhere in the back of my mind, I remembered that this was only the first "part" of her fantasy and, supposedly, the tamest part. God help me.