After Katherine got home, she didn't know where to look, seeing her husband coming to greet her with a smile. A wave of shame washed over her. "Damn it," she said to herself, "what have I done?" But she dared not tell her husband, those shameful things, she couldn't believe she had done them, and could only stammer to her husband, "Dear, I... I'm back." Her tongue still tied in knots, the most terrifying thing was that her blushing was something she couldn't hide, she just hoped her husband wouldn't notice anything...
“Oh Kath, you look so sexy in those jeans hugging your curves. I’ve waiting all day to fuck you like an animal. Now undo a couple of those buttons and show me some cleavage and those sexy freckles”. I notice you not enjoying my horniness. “What’s wrong with you Kath?"
"Oh dear," Katherine blushed even more at his words. "I-I'm sorry, I... just a little nervous about work. But that does sound... really nice." She smiled slightly, feeling the warmth in her chest spread to her face as she looked into her husband's eyes.
“Go ahead, undo all of those buttons for me. Are you actually braless under that blouse?"
With shaky hands, she slowly began to undo the buttons on her blouse, revealing more and more of her plump cleavage as they fell away. Her heart raced in anticipation, both from nervousness and excitement. She glanced at her husband, seeing the desire burning in his eyes, making it harder for her to keep her own gaze steady on him.
“Oh, look at that sexy cleavage, no come here and let me ravage you dear. I can’t wait to bend you over and take you from behind as I grab those lovely breasts and tweak your nipples between my fingers” I stand there, take off my shirt and shorts, revealing my extremely hard cock for you
She bit her lip as she watched him strip, the sight of his hard cock sending a shiver down her spine. "A-alright," Katherine said softly, moving closer to him until they were standing barely an inch apart. Her hands fumbled with his belt and fly, releasing it before she hooked her fingers into the waistband of his pants, tugging them and his boxers down over his hips. The familiar feeling of his cock against her stomach made her shudder with anticipation.
With trembling hands, she reached behind her back and undid the clasp on her bra. It fell to the floor, revealing her round breasts, now free and heavy with desire. She looked up at him through her lashes, uncertainty warring with want. "Do you really want this?" she whispered, her breath hot against his skin.
He nod
“Do you not want this? What’s wrong honey?" I step back, still fully naked and hard, but with a concerned look on my face as you stand there before me topless
"I-It's just... I was nervous," she said slowly, her hands moving to cover her breasts self-consciously. "I didn't want you to be angry with me." Tears threatened to spill down her cheeks as guilt and shame welled up inside her. She looked at him pleadingly, wanting nothing more than to make this all go away, to feel normal again.
But the truth was, she craved this excitement... she craved being desired like this. It made her feel alive in a way that nothing else ever had. And even as she stood there struggling with her emotions, part of her wished he would just take her and make all those other things disappear, if only for a little while.
“oh no, what’s wrong? Please tell me. I guide you over to the couch and we sit down, both of us still in our undressed state. I try not to stare at your luscious breasts as you start to mumble. I want so back to reach out and cup them or slide my cock between them but I wait.
"I-I... I've been feeling really stressed at work, and then I just started..." Her voice trailed off as she took a shaky breath, unable to meet his eyes. "And then, when we talked about it on the phone before you came home... I just wanted things to be normal again." She tried to sound casual, like this wasn't a big deal, but her heart raced in her chest as she waited for him to respond.
She glanced down at where his cock lay heavy and demanding against his thigh, and an image flashed through her mind of herself on her knees, taking him deep into her mouth... But even as the desire swelled inside her, shame and guilt gnawed at her insides like a hungry animal. She wanted to be free of them both.
“Go on Katherine. I know there is more. I can tell” My cock does react nicely to your eyes on it but I want to get to the bottom of this. “Did you do something or someone on your trip honey? Did you fuck another man"
She hesitated for a moment longer, her breath catching in her throat as she struggled with the truth. "I-I didn't... not like that," she said at last, looking down at her lap. "But I met some men on business trips, and we just talked, and... and it got out of hand." Her cheeks burned bright red as she admitted this much, ashamed despite herself.
She waited for his reaction, but his face remained impassive, his eyes locked on hers. Part of her wanted him to yell at her, to tell her how awful she was and make it all go away, but another part of her, deep down where desire and need coiled tightly together... that part of her wanted him to understand.
“And did both of these men fuck you at the same time honey?” I look at you with a mix of desire and hurt in my eyes
She swallowed hard, feeling a hot rush of shame and desire course through her veins at the thought of admitting this part to him. "No... just one each time." Her voice was little more than a whisper as she tried to meet his gaze. But it was harder now; she could feel tears building in the backs of her eyes, threatening to spill over.
She wanted so much for him not to hate her, for things to go back to how they used to be. But at the same time... this thrilling, dangerous feeling she'd gotten from her affairs, it was addictive in a way she could never have imagined. And as she sat there on the couch next to him, the contrast between her safe, comfortable life with him and the excitement she'd found with these strangers weighed heavily on her heart.
She waited for his response, bracing herself for what might come next
I stand up, my cock still swollen and hard. “So you’re a sexy little red head slut now, is that it. Well, get on your knees and take my cock and balls in your mouth"
She was taken aback by his harsh words but, at the same time, a shiver of desire ran through her as she realized he wasn't angry... not yet. With trembling hands, she reached for his cock, wrapping her lips around it and taking him deep into her mouth. Her tongue swirled over the sensitive skin, and she moaned softly around him as she began to suck. The taste of him sent a wave of arousal crashing through her, and she could feel herself growing wet with anticipation.
Her hands slid up his thighs, gripping his hips possessively as she bobbed her head, taking more of him into her mouth. She looked up at him through her eyelashes, wanting desperately to know how he was feeling, if this was what he wanted. But the expression on his face remained unreadable, and so she continued, unsure
“Oh fuck, that feels so good baby, keep sucking” I say as I grab your head and make you move faster
The feel of his hands in her hair sent a thrill through her, and she moaned around him, taking more of him deeper into her mouth. Her tongue flicked against the sensitive skin at the back of his shaft, and she sucked harder, wanting to please him, wanting desperately for this moment to last forever.
The taste of him on her tongue only heightened her desire, and she began to rock her hips forward, grinding against his thigh in search of more contact. Her hands slipped down lower, gripping the base of his cock as she sucked harder still, feeling the head brush against the back of her throat. She could feel her breath coming in ragged gasps now, and her cheeks were flushed with heat.
As he began to moan, lost in pleasure beneath her ministrations, she felt a surge of triumph. It was intoxic
“Oh yes baby, I want to cum in your mouth so bad. Did you take the other men’s cum in our mouth or in your pussy"
She paused for a moment, still holding his cock tightly in her hand. "I-I... let one guy cum in my mouth," she said softly, her voice trembling slightly despite herself. "But the other... he wanted to use me rough, so I just..." She swallowed hard and looked down, unable to finish the sentence. Her cheeks burned with shame even as desire coursed through her like fire.
Tentatively, she resumed her actions, sucking harder on his cock, wanting to please him despite everything else. It was intoxicating, this feeling of power over someone so strong and dominant... and she found herself hoping that he would never let her go back to being the innocent, ordinary girl she used to be.
“So you just what?” I step back, my cock out of your mouth. “You let him use you and cum deep inside you without a condom?” I see you slight nod and have had enough. “Fine then, take off those jeans and your panties. I’m going to fuck you so hard as you’re bent over the side of the couch. I’m going to slam you and slam you some more. Spank that ass until you have bright red marks on your ass"
Her heart raced as he spoke, equal parts fear and excitement coursing through her veins. She bit her lip nervously, debating whether to obey his words or not. As she struggled with her decision, a part of her desperately wanted him to take control, to make all her decisions for her, if only for a little while longer...
“NOW YOU LITTLE SLUT” I pull you up and rip off your jeans and panties. That sexy ass gets me everytime
With trembling fingers, she helps to slide her jeans and panties down her legs, steeling herself for what's to come as they pool at her feet. Her heart pounds in anticipation and fear, but there's an undeniable thrill coursing through her that refuses to be ignored. "O-Okay," she whispers, forcing out the word before she can change her mind.
She stands there in front of him, bare and exposed, waiting for his next move... hoping he won't back out now that he has her where he wants her.
I push you forward, bending you over the couch and then quickly slide my cock iinto your already wet pussy. I start to thrust, ramming it in as deep as I can with harder and harder thrusts. “Is this how you like to be taken my dear” Before you answer I give you ass a hard spanking
"Yes!" she cries out as he takes her roughly. The rough treatment stings but it only serves to heighten her arousal, making her body writhe against his. She moans loudly as he spanks her ass, the pain mixing deliciously with the pleasure of being filled by him again.
Her hands grip the couch tightly, nails digging into the fabric as she tries to remain still for him but finds herself moving instinctively in time with his thrusts. She's lost in a haze of desire and need that overwhelms her senses, leaving her craving more and more.