Chapter 1: The Devil On My Shoulder

Why. Why do I feel this way. In all of my days, I have never even had these things cross my mind. Have I finally been pushed over the edge? Has my body decided that enough is enough? Has my fragile mind finally been taken over by the frothing of my loins. I can no longer control myself. I drop to my knees as a wicked smile grows on Jeff's face. He knows just how I feel. Just how I've felt over these three years.

As I reach the floor, right in front of Jeff, he stands up in front of me. The lump in his pants hangs directly above my head. Jeff looks down at me as I begin to reach for his pants. I try to avoid eye contact with him as I unzip his pants and pull them to the ground around his feet. The bulge in his underwear seems to have increased in size in the past few seconds. I can see it moving as I reach for his underwear. I grab the top of his underwear and yank it down. As I do, Jeff's meaty cock falls onto my face.

The sheer size of his penis amazes me. I freeze in awe as this monster rests upon my face. I take a few moments to examine it up close, before I understand what is beginning to drive me crazy. The smell. The smell of his filthy cock is all I can smell. The smell of many lonely nights and bad hygiene, a disgusting smell, and yet it was driving me crazy. I was practically drooling. My mouth was watering like never before, and I knew that there was only one fix for this. Jeff's filthy uncut dick in my mouth.

I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and he fell back onto the couch. I began stroking his girthy penis, I could feel the warmth in my hand, a comforting warmth, accompanied with occasional twitches, it was a beautiful feeling, but my thoughts were merely on its huge size. It had to be at least ten inches long, it was almost the size of my head. After a few minutes of just stroking his dick, the smell had finally overwhelmed my brain.

I pressed the tip of his penis to my lips and gave it a kiss. I licked my lips, gaining a little taste of what was to come. I pushed it back towards my lips once again, but this time I did not kiss it, instead, I stuck his tip into my mouth. I sucked deeply from it, like I would a lollipop. The taste of old semen and sweat filled my mouth, it was divine. I removed it from my mouth and began peeling back his foreskin, revealing his smegma covered glans. I stuck it back in my mouth again, this time using my tongue to clean his filthy cock, savouring every small bit of nutrients that my tongue could find. I took my time doing this, enjoying every moment, when suddenly, Jeff began to move his arms.

Suddenly, without warning, Jeff moved his hands to the back of my head. He pushed my head down hard on his penis, forcing it all the way down my throat. I began to panic, I began gagging on his humongous penis, I could no longer breathe. The seconds felt like hours before he finally released my head from his cock. I stood up and backed away.

I turned away from Jeff, and it began to hit me, my unfaithful actions. It wasn't that bad was it? Only a Blowjob, nothing else. I tried to convince myself that this was nothing, but I knew that this was nothing about missing Mason. There was no pleasure for me, this was simply being unfaithful and sucking another man's cock. I gained nothing from this. This did nothing to fill the gaping hole of lust buried inside of me. I should just stop right here. Try to regain what faithfulness I have left, try to move on.

That's when I began to hear it, the devil on my shoulder. He told me that it was okay, just foreplay leading up to the main event. The main event would be nothing he said. Just like using a dildo to pleasure yourself. He was right. I turned back to Jeff.

"Y'know, I thought you said I wanted to fill the void in me. It looks like you're trying to fill the wrong void." I said to Jeff with a devilish smile.

"Are you sure Misses Rose?" Jeff questioned, somewhat surprised by my answer.

"Only one condition, you wear protection." You replied.

"Deal."