Enter the Bad Boy (Sweet Surrender) (17 page)

Jason was pulling his cock out and slapping her bum with it then sinking it back in. He was beginning to firm up again and he continued cock slapping her and dipping the end in while stroking himself
off. Catherine had locked eyes with her husband in the mirror and she held his gaze when Jason suddenly tensed up with the head of his cock inserted. She then felt him convulse and then she felt more semen squirting into her.

Jason squeezed of the last of his load and collapsed on the bed. “I probably should get going,” he said.

“Oh really?” Catherine felt like being cuddled for a while at least. He was already getting up though.

“I’ll just go and find my clothes,” he said and he left her there lying on the bed.

She quickly slipped her robe on and covered her legs with the sheet. She had tucked her legs to the side and she could feel his cum leaking out. He returned with his jeans and t-shirt on and sat on the end of the bed to pull on his boots. He then leaned over and kissed her.

“I’ll see you at work on Monday
, eh?”

“Or you could call me,” Catherine said as he kissed her again.
“Maybe on Sunday.”

He gave her a smile and backed out of the room. A minute later she heard his motor bike start up and a minute after that her husband was standing in the bedroom doorway with his arms folded and a stern look on his face.

“What the hell was that?” he asked, slowly shaking his head.

“What was what?” Catherine shot back at him. “I thought it was what you liked.”

He didn’t say anything else but he was still glaring and shaking his head in what appeared to be disbelief.

“It didn’t mean anything,” Catherine said, trying to console him. “It was just sex.”

“Well it wasn’t like it used to be,” he mumbled. His face had changed though and he was obviously more upset than angry. “I can’t believe – how many times did he..?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Catherine said warmly, holding out her hands to him. “Why don’t you come to bed and we’ll talk about it tomorrow. I’m really tired.”

“Don’t you want to have a shower though?” Ash asked. He sat on the end of the bed and squeezed Catherine’s foot affectionately.

“I’m too sleepy,” she said, slipping down and pulling the sheet up.

Catherine lay for a few minutes before her husband cuddled up behind her. She really didn’t want to talk so she pretended to be asleep as he rubbed her side and squeezed her hip, pulling her back against his body. He was stroking her outer-thigh for a while and his hand began to press behind and work her leg forward. She allowed that and rolled over a little, still feigning sleep, and he began stroking her inner-thigh and he soon had his fingers pressing into her pussy.

Catherine moaned softly but still maintained the pretence of sleep as she squirmed a little more and rolled her pelvis to offer her husband better access. She could feel how slippery she was and she knew it was because of Jason’s cum.

She bit down on her smile as her husband forced his fingers in. It was just the thought of being full of another man’s semen, and she couldn’t help contracting around Ash’s fingers and crushing them – more or less forcing him to withdraw and leave her pussy the way Jason had left it.

The next day Catherine woke at noon and found Ash sullen and non-communicative. That night he finally confronted her with what had obviously been on his mind all day.

“It was different that time – not like before…. I mean, that guy was different.”

“
I know,” Catherine replied softly. “He’s more forceful and dominant.”

“
Yeah, I didn’t feel in control at all.” Ash sat behind and kneaded Catherine’s shoulders. “I mean, it was kind of exciting, but scary too a little bit.”

Catherine relaxed with the massage, allowing her husband to work out what he was feeling.

He continued after thinking for a few minutes. “Although, I guess now that he’s had you it wouldn’t be fair to just say – no more…. I guess we should probably let him fuck you again soon, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I guess,” Catherine uttered. “I liked how big he was in me. He’s much bigger than you, Ash.”

“Yeah, I noticed,” Ash said, kissing the top of Catherine’s head. “You must have felt really tight for him. It looked like your pussy was stretched around his shaft. He would have enjoyed that.”

“Uh huh…. He seemed to. He came really hard each time…. It was nice to be full of another man’s cum again – especially with how deep in my belly he was when he was emptying his balls like that.”

Ash kissed her neck and felt a breast. “Yeah, he’s got huge balls. I like the idea of him servicing you again with those.”

Catherine giggled. “
Mmm – me too. I like well equipped men…. Some of the men from before have had big ones too.”

“I know. But none of them were for more than just the one or two times
…. I mean, I get that for you it must feel good that his cock is so big, but for me it’s more about the size of the other man’s balls and how much semen he must be able to produce – how much he’s depositing inside you. It would be exciting if a guy with such huge ones was fucking you regularly for a while.” Ash continued, whispering in Catherine’s hair. “I mean – if you were coming home from work sometimes already serviced and really full of his sperm…. It would be exciting for me every time you were late home.”

“
Mmm – plus it would be exciting to invite him for dinner sometimes – now that he knows he’ll get to fuck me afterwards.”

Ash resumed massaging
Catherine’s shoulders. It was a while before he spoke again. “I’ve been stewing over this all day…. Sorry, sweetheart. I think this was the first time I actually felt like a cuckold. A guy came into my home and fucked my wife in our bed…. He took my place between your legs.”

“Uh huh,” Catherine moaned, pulling Ash’s hands
back down to her breasts. “He definitely took your place between my legs. And his tongue took your place in my mouth as well when he was kissing me. And his gooey stuff took your place in my belly too,” she teased. “And he felt these and watched them bounce while he fucked me.”

“Yeah?”
Ash groaned into her hair, kissing her head. “I want you to let him have it all again…. Let him have everything that’s supposed to be for me, okay, baby? Make sure you keep him satisfied – keep his big balls empty, okay?”

“Uh huh – I can do that….”

“Whether you let him unload in your belly again, or whether you let him cum in your mouth and swallow it for him….”

“
Uh huh,” Catherine moaned again. “I want to swallow his cum…. I want to do it for him so much, Ash…. I want him to watch me lick it off his chest and eat it.”

****

The subject was not mentioned on the Sunday visit to the parents. On the Monday, Catherine wore a conservative skirt and blouse and only exchanged glances and smiles with Jason all morning. At lunchtime he took her by the hand and led her around the corner and up to his apartment.

She offered no resistance
, and once he had her inside he pulled her panties off, lifted her against the door and fucked her.

She had her skirt bunched up around her waist and her legs hooked over his arms, and she was in the process of having an orgasm when he drove hard up under her and ejaculated.

She was then carried over and placed on his bed. Her blouse was undone and her bra lifted over her breasts. Her legs were parted and he lay down on top of her and slipped his cock back in. He started kissing her passionately as he fucked her slow and deep. Her body was soon convulsing in orgasm again, and that orgasm seemed to ebb away and then resurge over and over until he finally bucked hard and held firm with only the head of his cock inserted while he emptied his balls into her again.

“Let’s leave you nice and creamy, eh?” he grinned.

“Uh huh,” Catherine uttered, just lying there and letting him.

He squeezed off the last of his load and got up. She closed her legs and stood, holding her pussy to stop it from dripping. It was slick and gooey.
Jason handed her her panties. She stepped into them and pulled them up underneath her skirt.

“Is that going to be okay?” he asked, watching her adjust them. They were already soaked.

“It’s fine. I’ll just have wet panties from you but I don’t mind.”

That afternoon Catherine had to sit through a meeting with
Mister Pittman and a new client with her panties all wet and sticky from where Jason’s cum kept leaking out. Then when she was left to lock up in the evening Jason took her into the kitchenette and bent her over the sink.

He mounted her like that and she squirmed and ground herself back against him as he humped her like some sort of animal.

“Do it deep in me,” she moaned as she felt him tense up ready to cum. She was thinking about the drive home and not wanting to be dripping all the way. And when his cock started throbbing she ground herself back against it and took his load directly into her belly. “Yeah, like that,” she uttered, peering back at him. “My husband says you can service me because your balls are so big.”

Jason chuckled. “He said that?”

Catherine giggled. She didn’t know why she was making fun of Ash right then but it felt like he deserved it somehow. “He thinks with your big ones you can produce a lot more semen than he can – which seems to be true…. He likes the idea that I’m getting serviced with really huge loads like yours are.”

She washed her pussy and inner-thighs in the bathroom.
Ash was waiting expectantly when she got home.

“Did he?” he asked.

“Yes, he came in me three times today – twice deep inside me and one time he deliberately gave me a creampie. I had to sit in his cum all afternoon, Ash.”

Ash masturbated that night while Catherine lay beside him in bed whispering the details.

The next day at lunch she went with Jason to his apartment but when he started feeling for her pussy she fought him off.

“I’m really tender down there and I need a rest,” she explained as he continued kissing her.

“Oh, okay. I guess I could call in on Jane or Chelsea tonight.”

There was no animosity in his tone. It was just matter of fact and without emotion.

“Or I could suck you,” Catherine said, feeling for his cock through his trousers.

He la
y back on the bed and she got on her knees and took the head of his cock in her mouth. She could only take a few inches but she stroked and licked his shaft and she kissed and sucked on his balls.

When he finally erupted
, the force of his cum squirting against the roof of her mouth was amazing. There were four or five very heavy spurts that absolutely flooded her mouth. And she smiled up at him as she swallowed that down, and held his gaze while his cock continued to throb and leak more hot cum.

That evening she gave him another blowjob to make sure he wouldn’t feel the need to visit any other women. That time she did it in her office with the old married salesman just the other side of the closed door, and she did it with her top open and her breasts exposed and being manhandled the whole time.

She was treated to another mouthful of warm semen which she swallowed with the satisfaction of thinking that she was getting it all. And when she opened her office door to leave a few minutes later she saw the three men talking and chuckling between themselves.

“See you tomorrow, Catherine,”
Mister Pittman called out, and she just blushed and waved her goodbye with the taste of cum still strong in her mouth.

“Can you taste him?” she asked Ash when he kissed her hello. It was only a short drive home. Her mouth was still salty.

“Yeah – a bit,” Ash replied, blushing.

“He came in my mouth about twenty minutes ago…. Do you want to kiss me again?”

Her husband pressed his lips to hers. She moaned into his mouth, straddling him and inserting her tongue. She kissed him wetly, dribbling saliva into his mouth. “His loads are huge, Ash. I swallowed two of them today….” She kissed some more. “There’s probably billions of his sperm still in my mouth. It tastes like it, doesn’t it?”

“Yes, it does,” Ash admitted. “So he really does produce a lot of cum?”

“Uh huh – at least twice as much as you – even three times as much.” She kissed her husband again. “I invited him for dinner again tomorrow.” She had begun to feel defiant. She hoped he didn’t want the other man to visit again. “I’m going to cook for him, and after that you can watch him fuck me in our bed again if you want…. You can watch him me getting filled up with another huge load of his cum.”

That following day Catherine brought home one of Jason’s white business shirts. She had the evening meal prepared and spent an hour in the bath. She heard Jason’s voice, and didn’t rush – enjoying the thought of Ash having to entertain him.

When she had finished shaving her legs and pussy, she came from the bathroom wearing the shirt and nothing beneath it. The two men were in the kitchen. They both looked her up and down. “You like?” she asked Jason.

“Looking good,” he grinned.

“It’s a bit big on me,” she went on, glancing at her husband.