Max’s apartment. Dim lights. Heart hammers in my chest. Three weeks since our first fuck. Guilt gnaws, but pussy throbs at his texts. Monday night. Lied to husband about a work trip. Max picks me up at the station. No rush this time. Aperitif. Light dinner. We sink into his couch. Lips crash. Hungry kisses. His hands roam my clothed tits. Nipples harden. Pulse races.
He whispers, ‘Bedroom?’ I nod. Clothes peel off slow. Eyes locked. My cunt drips already. Spot the ropes on bedposts. Heart skips. He pulls me to the bed edge. Stands between my thighs. Cock hard, inches from my chin.
The Fever
‘Jerk me.’ Hand wraps his shaft. Thick. Hot. Skin slides over veins. Gland gleams. Musky scent hits. I pump tight. He groans loud. Grabs my head. Forces cock past lips. No gentle suck. He fucks my mouth. Hips piston. Hits throat. Gags me. Saliva drips. Eyes water. Rhythm brutal. Balls slap chin. Then he swells. Bursts. Cum floods throat. Hands pin deep. ‘Swallow, slut.’ I gulp it down. Heat spreads. Pussy clenches empty.
‘Lie back. Spread.’ Legs wide. Cunt exposed, slick. He climbs on. Cock nudges entrance. Slams in. Fucks hard. Minutes blur. Sweat slicks skin. Breaths rasp. Orgasm builds. Close. He pulls out. ‘Surprise coming.’ Frustration burns. Tied? Panic flickers. But desire wins.
Ropes bind wrists. Short tethers stretch arms wide. Helpless. Exposed. He mounts again. Pounds deep. Fire ignites. But edges me. Stops. Leaves. Door creaks. Voices. Shock hits. Samy enters. Young. Hung. ‘Untie me!’ Panic rises. Heart thunders. But no scream escapes. Deep down, fantasy roars.
The Blaze
Max grins. ‘You wanted two cocks. Time to take it like a whore.’ They take turns. Samy first. Stretches me wide. Fucks savage. Cum spills hot inside. Max next. Mixes loads. Cunt overflows. Sticky mess. Night spirals. Untied later. Max lies back. I straddle. Impale on his cock. Fills me full. Samy behind. Lube cold on ass. Pushes in. Virgin tight. Burns. Stretches. Double stuffed. Walls grip both. Slow grind. Then frenzy. Bodies slap. Sweat pours. Samy groans, ‘So fucking tight.’ Max laughs. ‘Freshly broken in.’ Samy cums fast. Floods ass. Drips over Max’s cock. They switch. Pound relentlessly. Orgasms rip me. Waves crash. Scream into void. Cum everywhere. Pussy. Ass. Mouth. Coated. Drained.
Dawn breaks. Samy leaves. Max wakes me with coffee in bed. Skin still tingles. Muscles ache sweet. Tuesday off. Afternoon toys. Vibrators buzz. Plugs stretch. One last fuck. Gentle now. Then station. Husband waits. Smile hides the blaze.
No regrets. Body hums. Mind replays every thrust. Danger fueled it. Total surrender. Pure fire.