Stacey broke off the story to tell me how wet she was right now, talking about it. I said I bet she was, now tell me what happened next. “Let me show you” Stacey said, as she dropped to her haunches. She slowly replicated the slow wet cock lick, it felt so horny to know she had been in the same position earlier in the day. She gave me four dirty, tongue swirling slurps of my cock, then carried on describing todays action.
So Stacey was now balanced, precariously on her haunches at Gary’s feet. Gary was holding each of her hands for balance, at the sides of his hips, most importantly he had the majority of his meaty 9” cock in my wife’s mouth. Looking Stacey in the eyes, Gary said to her “are you still ok with this, I know you want to”, I asked her eagerly what she said, but as I did she took my cock in her mouth, looked me in the eyes and nodded. “Wow” I said, “that looks so slutty Stace”, even though she had my cock in her mouth, I’m sure she was smiling. On one of the slow upwards strokes, she let my cock spring out of her mouth and let it purposefully bounce gently on her cheek. “Gary said something similar, he started by saying he knew I wanted it and was dirty whore with no manners for speaking with my mouth full.”
Stacey said she had been aching to touch herself, but couldn’t spare a hand or she’d have lost balance. Being in more comfortable surroundings right now, with my cock still in her mouth I walked her back to the sofa so she was more comfortable. She sat between my legs, below me, with my cock still in her mouth, I released one of her hands from mine and told her she now had a free hand to explore her aching pussy, which she immediately did, easily slipping her satin thong to one side.
Holding one of her hands in mine on my hip, I used the other hand to reach behind her head, I ran my fingers through her hair and slowly forced my cock down her throat, I sensed a natural resistance when her nose was rubbing on my pubes and my balls were bobbing on her chin. I held her there for a split second before pulling her off my cock, as she gasped for air I let go of her hand and used it to lift my cock and balls. Using my hand locked firmly entwined in her hair, I buried her face at the base of my ball sack, she responded to my control by licking my arsehole softly. I lifted one leg onto the sofa, then giving her no choice forced her face deeper into my balls and arse whilst saying “no, we aren’t making gentle love, we are a pair of dirty fuckers” she grunted some sort of agreement, the feeling of her humming words with her tongue in my arsehole only spurred me on. “Who knows where that dirty slut mouth of yours has been, I’m gonna own it with my arse” I said whilst rubbing her face and mouth up and down me.
I pulled her away from my arse by the hair and bent over to kiss her. Only seconds earlier her tongue had been probing my arsehole, now we were kissing passionately. “Now carry on” I said. Stacey told me how Gary then let go of her hands, causing her to grab him by the hips for balance, which was briefly fine, but she quickly realised why he had.
He ran his hands through her hair and with one hand resting on the back of her head, tried to force as much of his dick down her throat as she could manage, Stacey said she gave it a good go and must have been close as her nose was rubbing on his pubic hair every time he thrust into her mouth, his balls banged on her chin. This part turned me on as I’d unknowingly just done similar.
She said he face fucked her for a couple of minutes, she gagged a couple of times, but said the saliva helped to lube her mouth up. Gary was talking throughout, telling her she’d wanted this for a long time and she was a good cock sucker etc. He teased her several times saying he was about to come “open your mouth and stick your tongue out, show me you want to taste it”, “yes I do” she panted, but after him glaring down and clearly making a mental image of her wide open mouth, eager for cum, he rammed his cock back into her mouth.
As she was telling me I was intermittently face fucking her. “I bet you looked like a filthy slut” I told her, she nodded eagerly, “and did you want to taste his spunk?”. Stacey said of course she did, at that point she would have swallowed any load offered to her. I looked her in the eyes and said “carry on then you dirty cunt”, I couldn’t tell what was going through her mind now, she juts looked crazed.
He then said he was close again and demanded that she ask him politely for his cum, after being told the first time wasn’t good enough, she said “please Gary, cum for me, it’s what I want”, he replied “that’s better, now tell me where you want my cum”. Her reply of “Anywhere you want” was laughed off by Gary “no, you have wanted this for so long and worked so hard for it, tell ME where YOU want my steaming hot spunk”. Stacey told me how she was so into the moment that she growled at him to cum all over her face and rub it in with his cock. Stacey was now rubbing at her clit furiously as she spoke, I was alternating between fucking her mouth and wanking myself.
Stacey said Gary was looking down on her, with a dirty grin on his face from teasing her, he whipped his cock out of her mouth and smashed her over the cheek and nose with it, Stacey said it was like something out of a porn film. She was surprised at how each slap of his cock stung her face, so she stuck her tongue out to soften each blow. He then said “listen here you filthy cock teasing slut, for as much as I wanted to cum over that pretty little face, I’m not wasting this opportunity to prove that you’re not little miss prim and proper, that really you are just a jumped up, filthy slag”.
“And are you just a jumped up, filthy slag” I asked her, “I was at that moment in time and I am right now, so you go ahead and enjoy it” she replied.
I couldn’t believe what in was hearing, the picture Stacey had painted so far was so vivid, I felt like I was there. Pre-cum was streaming from my cock, which was now sore from being kept on edge. I told Stacey she would have to hurry or I would not be able to control myself and fuck her right now before she finished.
She said that she was nearly done with her story and she thought it was worth the wait. Back to the woodland, Stacey said she was getting cramp in her thighs from squatting and cramp in her jaw from sucking Gary’s cock, she admitted that she was all in at that point and would have let anything with a pulsing cock fuck her. She snapped at Gary “don’t you ever call me a slag and that if you don’t hurry the fuck up and bend me over that tree, then I’ll go home and tell Rob you tried to force yourself on me and you know he’d fucking kill you”. Gary nervously said he had every intention of banging Stacey from behind and no intention of me finding out.
Stacey stood up and bent over our sofa, she beckoned me over to her and said just hold off at minute longer, rub your cock up and down my pussy whilst I finish up, but when I finish promise me that you’ll own my pussy, “I love you, I’m yours” she added.
Stacey described how Gary helped her to her feet and walked (waddled awkwardly she laughed because his shorts were round his ankles) her over to a fallen tree, Gary roughly bent her over it, she remembered the bark was rough and saying to him she didn’t want to stain her top so she took it off. Gary laughed saying he was going to “stain every other fucking part of you”.
Gary pulled down her shorts and panties to below her knees, leaving her in just her bra. She said at this point nobody had touched her pussy, which was driving her crazy. “Come and fuck me already, prove to me your not all talk” she said, what must have been to prove the point, he spat on his hand and ran it once over the tip of his throbbing cock, then with one hand on her hip and the other on the small of her back, with one thrust Gary entered her. The bastard didn’t so much as rub her pussy or part her lips, she said she was dripping yes, but it was the biggest cock she’s had in years, but the force in which he thrust prized her open, she said the initial pain was far outweighed by the sensation of having a new cock in her, balls deep from the outset.
With his cock deeply embedded, he held it into her and pressed her against the fallen tree, maybe savouring the moment, maybe stopping himself from cumming, who knows. But the pause didn’t last long, with one hand gripping her painfully at the hip, with his other he released her bra, she said she tried to stop it falling away, A) because the bark of the tree was rough and stinging her but also B) strangely she now felt naked and became more conscious that she was outside on a golf course, where she has played and socialised for years, with her panties around her ankles being fucked by someone who isn’t her husband. Gary clearly didn’t give a shit, he was now ploughing into her with as much force as he could muster, he moved both his hands up to her shoulders so he could control the pace and force in which he banged away.
Stacey described the feeling of utter helplessness and how she liked it. “I couldn’t have stopped him at that point, nor did I want him to stop” she said. She told me she even begged him “pull my hair”, “that’s it” she said as he hit the spot, making her orgasm “use me, I WILL tell YOU where I want your spunk”. She went on “you are the dirty fucker, you’ve been lusting after Amy and me for weeks, this is on you”. Stacey said Gary responded by talking down to her and making derogatory comments, I told her to tell me, but she reacted strange, I pressed her twice and she finally said that along with calling her a whore, a slut and a slapper, Gary then started talking about me. Saying “Rob’s clearly not man enough for you”, “yes he would kill me if he found out, but it would kill him inside if he knew you preferred my cock”.
Stacey said it was bizarre, here I was having an argument with the dirty bastard who was giving me so much pleasure, facing away from him, bent over a fucking tree. “I shouted at him, Rob is a better man then you and I love him very much. You are just a throbbing piece of dick, that is meeting my needs right now, who is in the right place at the right time. And what I need is for you to empty your dirty spunk as deep in to my cunt as possible and as soon as possible” Stacey admitted to saying things as dirty as she could to try and push him over the edge. She also admitted liking it too, she felt the power balance swing again, yes she was being fucked like a hooker over a tree, but she felt empowered by the way she was speaking to him.
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