Enter the Bad Boy (Sweet Surrender) (10 page)

"You don't have to," she said in reply. "
You can cum inside me."

Keith held her warm, slippery little body in an iron grip and jammed his throbbing horse cock up inside of her as far as he possibly could. He held it there for a long moment and it throbbed again and expanded. Then he let out a loud groan as his balls contracted up into the base of his shaft and a massive gush of sperm spurted up into her belly. And that was followed by another thick heavy gush,
and another and another. He absolutely flooded her and completely drained his balls in the process. Then he slumped over her back and lay there with his soft cock still inside of her.

It took a moment to catch his breath. "I haven't cum that hard in years."

"Mmm – I could feel it," she uttered. "It's nice being this wet from you. Knowing it's from another man and not Ash."

"You like the thought of that
, do you?" Keith's cock slipped out of her and swung down between his legs. He lifted her chin and kissed her. "The fact that you're another man's wife is pretty hot too!"

"I know. I like it when a man sees me with Ash and thinks about when he had sex with me. Like for you and Howard today
– seeing me with my husband and knowing you've both been in me."

There was the sound of a car pulling up outside. "There's Ash now," Keith said
.

“That’s okay. Let him
know you fucked me…. Why don’t you keep my panties – let him see you with them?”

Keith
fixed his shorts and went back to his newspaper. He put Catherine’s panties on the counter in plain view.

Ash came in with shopping bags and Catherine came from the laundry with a t-shirt that didn't quite cover her bikini bottoms. Keith sat watching them together there in the kitchen thinking about the fact that she was carrying a load of his cum in her belly
– that he had indeed been inside of her. She was continually glancing over and when he would look down at her legs she would smile and blush.

They came over – Catherine kind of pulling her husband along. “Look what he’s got,” she said teasingly.

Ash looked the panties. Keith picked them up and felt their softness.

“I was wearing them when I came down before but now he has them…. Do you know why, Ash?”

“I think I can guess,” Ash replied.

Catherine squirmed back against her husband. “He’s got something of mine and I’ve got something of his
,” she whispered. “Only his is inside of me.”

Keith held
the gaze of the other man. “You really don’t mind us fucking your wife eh, Ash?”

Ash shook his head.
“I’m used to other guys getting with her – taking her off me sometimes.”

“What – like you missing out while the other guy gets the fuck?”

“Yeah, sometimes,” Ash went on, reddening in the face a little. “I usually still get a turn with her afterward.”

Catherine was cuddling herself with his arms, backing against him. She smiled up at her husband. “Yes, he doesn’t mind missing out, or having his turn when I’m all gooey like I am right now.”

****

Later in the day Catherine was resting in a recliner with a book while the four men played cards across the room at the dining table. Luke was being teased by the others about something he didn't know
, and Catherine was listening intently.

"Well I just don't fucking get it!" Luke declared. "What the fuck?"

"You should have been here, buddy. It's your own fault you missed out," Keith said, inviting Howard to back him up.

"What
– so you both fucked her?" Luke asked, astounded.

Catherine felt her face glowing red.

"Not together," Howard explained. "I was out on the lake with you all morning so I had nothing to do with whatever Keith got up to."

"So you did her last night?" Luke asked.
"After we went to bed?"

"It's just the way things went," Ash answered while dealing the next hand. "You'll get your chance," he added as he looked across at Catherine.

Catherine felt like hiding her face in her book but she just bit down on her smile and refused to glance in their direction, even though she could feel all four of them looking across at her. She also experienced an undeniable tingling in her belly and a warm wet feeling at the thought of being taken again soon.

She liked the idea of being desired by a group of men
, and she was ready if any one of them felt like having sex. Whether they wanted to take her upstairs to one of the beds or even if they just wanted her to kneel down and give them oral right there at the table while the others watched – she was the only woman there and they were all virile men – it was up to her to make sure they were taken care of in that way.

"Luke's going to get his chance too, isn't he, sweetheart?" her husband called over playfully.

Catherine looked across at the men. "Yes," she said softly, and she met Luke's eyes.

He smiled. "So, when's my chance?
Right now?"

Catherine just held his eye contact and felt her blush rising again. She shrugged a little.

"So I can take you upstairs and fuck you right now?" Luke went on. "Right this minute?"

"Uh huh," Catherine uttered.
"If you want to."

"
Don't fucking touch my chips," he said to the others and he got up from the table.

Catherine watched him approach and she melted against his chest as he lifted her out of the chair. The muscles in his arms and shoulders rippled
, and she clung to him as she was carried from the room and up the stairs.

She was placed on the bed in his room and she laid back there watching him undress. He was looking at her legs and she allowed them to part. She was wearing a short denim skirt and white lace panties. He felt the crotch of her panties, rubbing into her firmly while holding his cock in his other hand. She spread her legs wider and he forced fingers up inside of her. "Dirty little slut," he said to her. "You love this don't you?"

Catherine moaned. It was the only sound that came out.

"Suck it," he demanded and she took his cock in her mouth.

It was too thick to take in deep but he just stroked her hair and didn't force it, so she concentrated on the tapered head and fondled his balls with her soft little fingers. They were quite huge and very heavy. She kissed her way along the underside of his shaft and sucked on one then the other, just caressing them with the warmth of her mouth and moaning a little at the thought of them filling with cum. Her panties were being taken from her legs and then she helped him pull her top and bra off.

"Now lie down and spread those fucking legs," he said, kissing her hard then pushing her face away.

She did as she was told and he got down on top of her. He guided himself and pressed the tapered head of his cock into her wetness. Then she felt it penetrate and stretch her open, and he was hard against her, holding the top of her head and humping away.

Catherine's first orgasm built and thumped through her belly quite quickly and she was fucked through that and on into another and another. The body of the man on top of her was like iron and the cock steadily thrusting in and out of her seemed to be growing thicker and thicker, until finally he tensed up and held firm, and she felt the hot sperm gushing inside, causing her to smile to herself and find the energy to spread her legs a little wider and hold herself up and pressed against him.

Soon enough though, he had finished unloading and he rolled off and sat up. He then immediately got dressed and left her there.

She waited a while
– just lying there naked on the bed, listening for anyone else. Then she got dressed and stopped at the top of the stairs to see the poker game had resumed, and she was left to make the walk of shame while the other three men watched her.

At least it felt like a
boys dorm walk of shame with them all knowing she had just been serviced, and the way they were all smiling.

It was thrilling though – t
he idea of being their plaything, of being fucked between hands of poker.

Ash caught Catherine's hand as she was walking past and he pulled her close. "Should we order in tonight?" he asked, stroking her hair a little.

"I don't mind cooking," Catherine answered sweetly. "Why don't you men just relax and let me take care of you."

"Take care of us
, eh?" Keith asked with a grin.

"Uh huh," Catherine answered, feeling her blush deepen. "I'll just be in here if anyone wants me," she added back over her shoulder as she walked into the kitchen with the warmth of Luke's cum soaking into the crotch of her panties.

As she was preparing the meal her panties started to feel sticky though, so she went into the laundry to find a fresh pair.

She was just pulling them down when Keith appeared in the doorway. He was leaning there against the door frame smiling
, so she continued lowering her panties and she stepped out of them. Then when she turned to put them in the washing basket he moved in behind her and felt her breasts.

His hands were up her top and he worked her bra up and started squeezing and playing with her nipples. She could feel his erection pressing against her back.

"Do you want me like this again?" she uttered as he mauled her neck. Then she arched her back and presented herself to him, and he pulled his shorts down his thighs and freed his cock.

He started rubbing into her pussy from behind. "I'm still a bit wet from Luke," she said but he had pulled her top up and he was kissing her back, and then he was kissing her butt and pulling her cheeks open to lick into her.

Catherine lay over the washing machine and clung to it. Her butt was being stretched open and there was a nose pressing into her while a tongue was slicing through her pussy lips and licking deep inside. Her boobs were out the bottom of her top and bra, and were pressed against the cool metal lid of the washing machine. Her legs were being forced apart and one of them was being lifted while the tongue that was licking her out began to focus more on her clit. It was folding over it and swirling around, making her belly clench and causing her nipples to ache. Then it all stopped, and as she opened her eyes to meet those of her husband at the laundry door she was suddenly being filled with cock.

Keith had penetrated and slid all the way up her with a slow insertion of his fully erect member. He took hold of the control panel of the washing machine and started fucking
her.

Catherine maintained eye contact with Ash and kept her grip on the machine
, but she lifted her bottom and ground back against the cock that was thrusting into her.

"So, we'll deal you out of this hand." Ash said to the man riding her. He was grinning.

"Yeah – maybe this and the next one," Keith answered with a laugh.

The other two men appeared at the doorway and Catherine watched their faces while she was being fucked. She felt embarrassed but that did nothing to subdue the orgasm that was building. The man on her back was balls deep and humping her with short powerful thrusts. The cock inside of her was so deep and his balls were slapping against her exposed and very aroused clit. The washing machine was banging against the wall.

"Yeah, nearly there," Keith gasped, and the sound of his voice sent Catherine over the edge and into a powerful orgasm. It ripped through her belly and exploded in bursts of sheer ecstasy through her entire body. She cried out at the force and severity of the contractions as she ground her sopping little gash over the base of the cock she was impaled upon, and the contractions thumped and thumped through her belly as the man on her back crushed her to his body and started pumping his load into her.

The other two men went back to the card game but Ash stayed and watched his good friend Keith finish himself off inside of Catherine. She remained bent over the washing machine and he continued fucking her for a little while after he had ejaculated
– more or less just playing with her and enjoying the feel of her.

He had remained semi-firm and he was pulling back a fair way then sinking into her again. Then after a while he pulled back further and Ash saw the swollen head of his cock stretch Catherine's pussy lips wide open and slip out of her.

Keith winked and gave Ash a pat on the back as he left the room and went back to the game. Catherine stood up fixing her bra and top back into place and Ash approached and cuddled up behind her.

"Are you okay?" he asked warmly. "Should I tell them that's enough for today?"

"No, I'm fine," Catherine replied sweetly. "I don't mind if any of them want me again later."

Ash turned her around and kissed her softly. "I think they want to go out again after dinner. Maybe back to that dance club."

"That'd be fun."

Catherine sorted through the clean washing and found a pair of her panties. She needed to use a towel to dry her inner-thighs and dab at
the cum that was oozing from her pussy.

"Is that all from Keith?" Ash asked. He was staring at her crotch as she dabbed at the thick fluid again.