Chapter 7
Gail
Fuck! What the hell was I thinking? I was on my honeymoon and I fucked three men behind my new husband’s back. Yeah, I have been fucking some of the fellas from the precinct the entire time I have been dating Jack. But this was supposed to be special. A week to just satisfy him.
I knew better than to go up to a room with three horny college age men. But oh my gawd were they sexy. Don’t get me wrong, Jack has a body that could challenge the statue of David. But holy hell were these three guys ripped.
I just couldn’t help myself once I was alone in the room with those three studs. Getting drunk was just my weak excuse to do what I did.
There is plenty of canned foods and frozen microwave types of food in the summer log cabin style home we have here in Chelan. After two days of hanging out at the house alone, I am feeling bored and lonely.
I know that Jen’s Bar is just down the road a quarter of a mile. Easily in walking distance from here. Okay, so I dress like an escort. There is nothing wrong with wanting to feel sexy.
I hear a few whistles and catcalls just as I arrive at the bar. They would really be whistling if they had any idea that I have no panties on beneath my short sequined silver dress.
I left my wedding ring at home. I lied to myself that it was so I would not accidently have it come off at the club and lose it.
I barely had a sip of the first drink ordered when a very large good looking man came over and sat on the stool next to me.
“Would you like some company sweetie. You look bored and lonely over here all by yourself,” the gorgeous black man asked in a deep baritone voice similar to the James Earl fella.
I swear I felt my pussy drool just from the sound of his voice.
“Well yes, I would love your company,” I answered as demurely as I could manage. “Do you live around here? I don’t think I have ever seen you in here before. And believe me, I would remember a fox like you sweetie,” he asked.
“We have a summer home up here. I came up to have a little alone time.” I told him glancing down at my ring finger, seeing the finger bare. “We?” the man inquired. “My mother and I own this,” I answered avoiding telling him I am married.
“How would you feel about showing me this summer home of yours?” the man asked brazenly. “Damn you move fast. I don’t ever know your name yet,” I chuckled.
“My name is Damon, sweet cheeks. And yours?” the man countered.
“My name is Oh baby. That is all you will need to know,” I told him playfully.
“Good, so we are on the same page?” he asked.
“I intent to ruin the tight little white pussy for any man who comes after me,” he told me with a devious sort of grin.
Now my pussy is drooling in earnest. Yes, I have fucked a couple of the black cops down at the station, but this man seems to have a lot more confidence than any man I have been with before.
I knew that this man must have some money by the expensive suit he had on. I would say I guessed right when I saw his Lexus SUV. “Where to?” he asked. A quarter mile due north,” I answered. In minutes, we were inside my log cabin home.
Damon pressed me against the side wall as soon as the door was closed. While he kissed me savagely, his hands were greedily groping on my body. Unzipping my dress, Kicking off my heels.
“I knew you were a no panties kind of girl,” he laughed wickedly when my dress dropped to the floor and I was naked before him. Damon picked me and took me to the couch. “You stay sitting up,” he commanded while he began to open his slacks.
“Oh my gawd that’s big,” I gasped when I saw his 10-inch cock that was a big around as my wrist. Before I could say another word, he shoved the head of his dick into my mouth.
Within moments, he was brutally face fucking me. I managed to swallow about 5 -inches of the beheamouth cock. But I was gagging and drooling saliva as he fucked my throat without care as to what it was doing to me.
Finally, he pulled his dick out of my mouth and stepped back. “Turn around and get on your knees,” he commanded.
“Oooooooooh Fuuuuuuuuuuck,” I groaned deep in my throat as his extremely fat cock wedged its way into my vagina. I felt like I was going to tear apart but my canal just stretched out beyond anything I have ever experienced.
Damon carefully fucked me slowly for a while so my canal could acclimate to his huge cock. I have never felt so full in my entire life. It is electrifying.
“Fuck me like you mean it,” I call out frantically. Suddenly, I want this man to take me like no other man ever has. “Fuck my nasty cunt like you fucking own it,” I rasped.
Instantly, Damon gave me exactly what I wanted.
He gripped my hips tightly and slammed into my sex hole like he was trying to reach my throat.
The sound of his balls slapping against my clit was thrilling.
I can honestly say that I have never been fucked this savagely in all the years I have been fucking since high school.
“I know that you are married little miss white entitled bitch. Tonight I stole this pussy from your husband. You will never feel his cock again like you feel mine,” she growled.
“Who knows, I may even put a black baby in this lily white married belly,” he cackled. “You never know, the pill is not always 100% safe and I cum in gallons,” he chuckled.
Suddenly, I felt the lava flow of his cum flooding into me. I am shocked as he cums and cums and cums. It feels like he has filled my belly up with his seed.
“Now, you take that home to your little white husband,” he snarled as he pulled up his pants. “You white bitches are all the same. Never satisfied with what you have at home,” he chided me. As he left, I felt like a cheap whore. “What have I done?” races through my mind.