Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Yeah, really good," he groaned. He put his hands behind her head and slowly stroked back and forth, his cock moving in and out of her mouth. "In college I always thought about fucking your pretty face," he said. "I never thought I'd be doing it."

He began moving faster, deeper, pushing more of his cock into her mouth with each thrust. Jen let him at first but soon he was pushing back against her throat, making her gag. She tried pulling away but he held her head tight in his two hands. As he went even deeper she took her hands off his shaft and pushed against his thighs, protesting.

"I know you love this slut!" Drums said, moving even faster and deeper now, fucking her face! She flailed her arms at her side as she couldn't breathe, gagging. Drums slowed down, letting her get used to the thick pole in her mouth. He continued to hold her head tight with his hands, not letting her pull away. Then he started moving deeper again, although this time he went slower. Jen found that if she raised her head slightly she could take him deeper down her throat. She concentrated to suppress her gang reflex.

"Yeah, that's it," Drums praised her as he went even deeper. Drool gushed from her mouth, down her chin, her neck, onto her chest. Her nostrils flared as she tried to keep breathing, even with Drums shoving his thick shaft down her throat. With her head tilted up she looked right into his face. She couldn't move her head, he held her tight with his fingers laced in her hair, she had no choice but to let him fuck her mouth like a slutty whore. She felt so used and cheap, tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. At that moment she hated what he was doing to her. But she loved it too! She didn't want him to stop.

Abruptly he pulled his cock from her mouth. She gasped for air. "You love this don't you?" he said grinning as he slapped her pretty face with his cock.

"Fuck you," she said glaring at him.

Drums laughed, slapping his cock against her face again. "Open your mouth," he ordered her. "Open it."

Jen hesitantly opened her mouth.

Smiling triumphantly, Drums pushed his cock down Jen's throat again. His hands behind her head to keep her still, he moved his hips back and forth, using her mouth like a pussy. Jen did the best she could to keep from gagging, her nose flaring with each breath. She clutched the back of his muscular thighs for balance as he moved back and forth in and out of her mouth, her throat. She wanted him to cum, for it to be over.

"You love this don't you?" he taunted her, moving in and out of her mouth.

She nodded, hoping the admission would turn him on and make him cum faster.

"You're my slut aren't you?"

She nodded again.

"Yeah, this is what I like doing to my slut," he said, pumping harder and faster now. He was close. Sensing it, Jen tilted her head back further, allowing him further down her throat, concentrating not to gag. As he got closer he pounded her pretty face harder, holding her head still with his hands clutching her hair, tears flowing down Jen's cheeks.

"Oh fuck yeah!" Drums cried as his back arched, his hips jerking wildly as cum exploded from his cock directly down Jen's throat. Jen's arms flailed by her sides as she couldn't breathe with the combination of his thick cock in her mouth and his cum shooting down her throat.

Finally Drums pulled out of her mouth. She gasped for air even as cum continued to shoot from his cock, splattering her face and hair.

Jen was a mess, spit and cum all over her face, hair and tits, her chest heaving, gasping for air.

"I want a picture of this," Drums said with a laugh.

"No Frankie," Jen said bubbles of spit and cum forming between her lips as she spoke. "Give me a towel."

"It's your phone," Drums said.

Jen saw him holding her phone. Whatever. "Go ahead," she said.

"What's your password?" he asked.

She wasn't going to give him her password. With a shaky hand she typed in the 4 numbers. "Hurry up," she said.

Drums used her phone to take pictures of her, focusing on her face, her mouth, her tits, and then her entire body kneeling on the floor in just laddered stockings and high heels. Finally he gave her a towel.

She wiped her face and chest. She wanted a shower. "Happy now?" she said to him.

Drums suddenly pulled her onto the bed and shoved two fingers into her pussy. He violently finger fucked her as he rubbed her clit hard with his thumb. 'Don't give me shit, I know you loved it," he taunted her.

Within moments Jen screamed as she came on his fingers, arching her back and digging her nails into the mattress.

They took a shower together. In contrast to how he'd treated her just moments ago, Drums tenderly washed her hair and tenderly lathered her body with soap. Afterwards they got into bed under the covers.

"What was that all about?" Jen asked. She had her head on his chest and his arm was around her.

He shrugged. He loved being with her. He'd never met any girl like her. All week he'd looked forward to the weekend, more so after Jen told him Mike would be away and he'd have her all to himself. But still he was annoyed, angry even.

"You said you like it rough," he said evasively.

"I do, but something's bothering you," Jen said reading him.

He didn't know how to explain what he was feeling. He didn't normally talk about his feelings with girls. Finally he said, "It's like, Mike's not here, but he is here."

"You're the one who keeps bring him up," Jen said.

"Yeah but ... you're always thinking about him ... you say how you love him, how he makes love to you, how great he is, blah blah blah."

"He's my husband Frankie," Jen said. "I'm not sure what you're saying."

"I'm saying ... it's like ... you're supposed to be my girlfriend right? I know it's temporary. But how can I feel like you're my girlfriend if you're always telling me how great Mike is? You said you'd help me learn how to be a boyfriend. How can you do that if you're always thinking about him?"

Jen put her hands on his chest, her fingers interfaced, resting her chin there, thinking. Finally she said, "How about this? Let's not talk about Mike anymore. When I'm with you I'll try not to think about him. Okay?"

To emphasize the point, Jen took off her wedding and engagement rings. She reached over and put them into her bag. "See?" she said showing him her now ringless left hand. "I'm not married anymore. I'm just your girlfriend."

He grinned. "Okay," he said, feeling better. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her.

She kissed him back. They got hot again but were too spent to go at it again so quickly. Jen snuggled into his arms and they fell asleep into a nap.

Jen awoke with Drums's lips around her nipples, licking and tonguing her. He was gently rubbing her clit with his fingers. "God," she moaned arching her back.

He got on top of her, his cock hard and pressing against her pussy lips. She was about to remind him to wear a condom when he kissed her, stopping her from saying anything.

"Just this once," he said to her. "I don't want anything between us. I'll pull out."

Jen knew her body, her cycles. She knew she was probably safe. And she wanted to feel Frankie bare inside her. But she promised Mike she'd make Frankie use a condom, unless they talked about it first.

"We can't Frankie," she said reaching for a condom. "I promised Mike."

"You said you wouldn't think about Mike," he said scowling.

"You're making me think of him," Jen said.

"Come on Jen," he urged her. "Sometimes a girlfriend doesn't make her boyfriend wear a condom, right?"

She couldn't help laughing at his point. "A boyfriend doesn't pressure his girlfriend when she doesn't want to either." She rubbed his arm to take the sting out of her words. "Frankie, this isn't about Mike. If I was single -- really single -- I'd still want to use a condom. I'm not on the pill remember? And you cum a lot. Do you want to get me pregnant?"

Giving him a lopsided smile, she held up the condom and said "Now are you going to let me put this on you, or are you going to leave me hanging?"

Frankie couldn't help grinning back. He let Jen roll the condom on him. Then he pushed inside her. God her silky smooth pussy felt so good! And she was definitely looser now, he went in a lot easier. He smiled inside and silently said, "Fuck you Mike."