The New Normal

My alarm woke me up at 4:30 as usual. Roger was still sound asleep. One thing I had learned early on in our marriage was that he could literally sleep through any noise. And so, I woke him up the way I always did: with a blowjob. I slid under the covers and saw his cock was already hard. I went to work, taking him down my throat. This never took long but I still got wet as I knew what would happen next. He pulled the covers back so he could see me looking up at him as I sucked his cock. "Morning, honey," he said with a sleepy smile.

"Good morning!" I moved on top of him and lowered my cunt onto his cock. Then, I gave him a kiss and started to ride him. Soon, his hands grabbed my big breasts. As I lovingly rode his cock, I looked down at his smiling face. But suddenly, that was replaced by John's smug face as the memory of riding him yesterday **** its way into my mind. I blinked and it was Roger, again. I just hope he didn't notice anything different. I needed to focus on my husband and his big, hard cock. Not the even bigger, black cock of his boss. His boss and my owner. Stop it! Don't think about that right now! I **** myself to focus on how good Roger's cock felt inside me. Usually, I'd cum first but not always, so when he rolled me over and started to fuck me roughly, he didn't think anything of the fact I hadn't cum yet. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and soon he came inside me. That finally pushed me over the edge and I squealed with pleasure as he filled me up.

Once he was finished cumming, he rolled off of me. "Fuck that has to be the best way to wake up!" We had done that every day for five years but it hadn't gotten old.

The next part of our routine was that I'd cook him breakfast while he showered. The only thing that changed with this is that I put on a nightgown before I went down to the kitchen. Back in our apartment, I wouldn't bother with clothes until after Roger went to work. Sometimes not at all if I didn't have to go outside for anything. But I couldn't go walking around this house naked. Even though I was fucking the owner. Roger didn't know that so I had to at least feign modesty.

Inez was no where to be found so I helped myself to the kitchen cooking sausage and eggs for Roger and I. He came down dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, which was also different but understandable for the same reasons. Then, we ate and he went back upstairs to dress while I fixed his lunch. I still didn't know my way around the kitchen yet so I kept it simple and made him a ham and turkey sandwich. Once he was ready for work, he came down, took his lunch, kissed me goodbye, and left at 6.

"Good morning, whore." I jumped and turned around as Inez had snuck up on me. Then, what she said registered and pissed me off.

"I'm not a whore, bitch!"

"I mean no offense. I was just stating facts. You fuck the Master to pay your rent. That makes you his whore, doesn't it?"

"I... I..." I wanted to argue with her but couldn't.

"Now whore, you are to get in bed with the Master and wake him at 6:30. He wants the same treatment as you gave your loser--oh sorry, your husband."

"I will END you." She looked at me with a smirk as if daring me to try something. Then, I sighed in defeat. Inez knew exactly what I had done and had recorded most of it. If I did anything to her, she could easily show Roger. So, I started heading upstairs.

"Oh, one more thing. Be sure to clean yourself. The Master doesn't want to come in contact with your loser husband's cum."

I stopped by the bathroom and did my best to clean myself up. Then at 6:30, leaving the nightgown behind, I went to John's room. He actually was still asleep and the light was out. I carefully got in bed and slipped under the covers. He was nude and his cock was already hard so I started sucking him. Soon, he was wake and pulled the covers back just like Roger did. "Well, good morning," he said with a smile.

"Good morning," I said as I moved up and lowered myself on his cock. "Ohhhhhhh!" I still wasn't used to how deep his cock went into me or the feeling of being full. I hated that I loved those feelings. I started to ride him and he grabbed my big breasts. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Riding his big, black cock felt so good and I couldn't keep my pleasure out of my voice.. Before long, my moans started getting louder as I felt my orgasm approaching. I was about to cum on John's cock like I couldn't do with Roger. I didn't want to but god did I want to! "Ahhhhhhh!" I came loudly and collapsed on his chest but he immediately rolled us over and started to pound me hard and fast! "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh god!" I instinctively wrapped my arms and legs around him just like I had with Roger earlier. "Fuuuuuuuuuck!" His rough fucking made me cum, again, which pushed him over the edge. For the second time in only a few hours, my pussy was filled with cum. Except this time, it was another man's cum.

"So, this is what it's like to have a nympho for a housewife." I looked away from him and blushed in embarrassment. "Well, I'm going to see what Inez has fixed for breakfast. I assume you already ate, so you can just wait here." With that, he pulled out of me, tossed on some boxers, and left. I wasn't sure what to do but he told me to wait there, so I figured I shouldn't leave. I found the remote to his TV and turned it on. I couldn't really concentrate on what I was watching. Soon enough, John came back. "Good, you're still here. C'mon, we're going to take a shower."

"Yes, sir." I knew this meant he was going to fuck me, again, before leaving. Roger only had time to fuck me once before work so I guess John wanted to one-up him, again. Either way, as soon as we got in the shower, John surprised me by pulling me close and kissing me passionately. Then, he broke off the kiss, turned me around and shoved me against the wall of the shower. As I braced myself against the wall, he dipped his cock into my cum filled pussy and then slowly started pushing into my ass. "Ahhhhhhh!"

"Who do you belong to?" he asked once his cock bottomed out in my ass.

"Y-you, sir!" Then, he started to thrust into me hard.

"Who's ass is this?!"

"Ah! Ah! Yours! My ass--Ah!--is yours!" He grabbed my tits from behind as he fucked my ass fast and hard. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I was lost in the dual pleasure of getting my ass roughly fucked and being completely dominated. "Ahhhhhhhhh!" I came hard but he didn't miss a beat holding me up even when I went weak at the knees. Finally, I felt his cock pulse and cum exploded into my ass. "Fuuuuuuuuck!" I came, again, and this time he let me go and I fell to my knees. I was barely conscious of what was happening when he shoved his cock into my mouth. Once I had sucked him clean, he pulled out of my mouth and then actually bathed.

"That was fun but I need to get ready and go." With that, he left with the shower still running. I sat in the shower for awhile before I stood up and bathed myself.

Once I got out of the shower and bathed myself, I ran into Inez in the hallway. "Hello, whore," she said. "The Master has already left for work. He had to rush since he apparently spent too much time fucking you in the ass."

"Were you watching us?!"

"Not directly. There are hidden cameras in every room of this house, including the bathrooms and showers."

"Oh my god! Wait, then why were you filming us directly yesterday?"

"Better camera angles and he wanted you to know I was filming. You could probably do well in the porn industry if you wanted. But of course a whore knows how to look good while getting fucked."

I really wanted to say some kind of clever retort but she was right. I was John's personal whore and he had fucked me like a whore multiple times. Instead, my mind went elsewhere. "So, have you and John ever..."

"Oh, no. Of course not. I'm not a whore like you. I have served him dutifully for years but never has that line been crossed."

"Maybe he just doesn't like grandmas!"

"Is that the best you can do? Attack my age? Disappointing. Now if you don't mind, and even if you do for all I care, I have cleaning to do. Try not to leak cum everywhere." With that, she walked off. My anger flared at first but then died down as I felt defeated. Then, I returned to my room and laid in bed wallowing in self pity.