Things have to end.

Spencer felt a deep sense of unease come over him when Darcie’s said she wanted to talk. In his experience, no conversation was ever good when someone wanted to talk about us and what happened.

“Umm sure. I guess ok. What is it?” Spencer tried to sound neutral.

Darcie took a deep breath before getting what she needed to say off her chest. “Just after the accident… you were calling out to Kirsten. Your wife.”

A sliver of ice ran up Spencer’s spine just then. He hadn’t even been aware he’d done it. “Darcie, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to,” he tried to say but she stopped him.

“Don’t worry about it. I get it. She was your wife and her accident. I understand where your mind would go,” Darcie said reaching out for Spencer under the covers to comfort him. “If I’m being entirely truthful here, which I am, my mind has been going to the same place too. What we’ve been doing has been incredible and I want to thank you so very much but… today really put things in perspective for me what’s important in my life and it’s Tony and Kimberly.” Taking an even deeper breath. “I think we should put things on hold for a while. Shit! I don’t know, maybe for good.”

Spencer felt like he had been kicked in the guts. He had opened himself up to Darcie and it felt like he was being dumped by her now and yet he understood exactly what she was saying.

“Fuck you must hate me right now!” Darcie said almost breaking down.

“No! No! of course not. I could never Darce,” Spencer said reaching over the distance to her and pulling her close to him.

Spencer could feel Darcie’s large chest pressing up against him as their bodies felt warm on each other’s skin. Their bare legs interlock as one of Spencer’s feet slide between her.

Darcie cursed herself that the very moment she had tried to end things with Spencer her body had instantly reminded her of what it was exactly she was giving up. Feeling him pressing against her body, Darcie found her sex swimming in moisture as her pussy oozed at being so close to him and not being able to have him.

“Fuck Spencer!” Darcie cried out as she wrapped her arms around his strong neck, her mouth going to his as she kissed him hotly, with strong lust.

“Darcie. Wait! You just said,” Spencer tried to get out in between her urgent kisses.

“I know. I know. Just give me one more night,” she told him as she climbed up onto his body straddling him.

“Oww! Fuck!” Spencer swore as Darcie came down upon one of his bruises. The pain was intense.

“Shit! Sorry!” Darcie apologised realising what she had done.

Taking great care not to hurt him again, Darcie instead started to climb her way down Spencer’s body underneath the blankets. She wanted to make him feel better and apologise and thank him at the same time for effectively breaking up with him and then immediately trying to have sex with him again. It was just so confusing to her but she needed to feel Spencer’s cock one more time.

Reaching his shorts, Spencer tried to stop Darcie from pulling his boxer’s down around his ankles. “Darcie it’s ok. You don’t have to,” he told her as she wrapped her lips around his cock and started to suck.

The accident today, as well as the pain just before, had Spencer soft but over the next few minutes, Darcie was able to slowly bring his generous penis back to life. Her cheeks ached by the time he was completely hard once again but it was a pain she wanted as she didn’t know if she would ever be able to do this again.

When Spencer was able to finally just relax and clear his mind, he was able to get hard. Not thinking he gasped as Darcie slowly bobbed her head up and down on his considerable length. His head empty as he felt her lips sliding along the bulging veins of his shaft, her tongue working all around his thick bulbous head as she would stop and concentrate on his crown in between strokes down and along his prick. Taking her head between his hands, Spencer slowly thrust himself into Darcie’s mouth.

When her jawbone couldn’t take anymore, Darcie let Spencer’s big cock slide out of her mouth for the last time. She wiped a big streak of spit from her lips as she pulled her own panties off her and crawled back up the bed beside Spencer. Rolling onto her back beside him, she lifted her singlet up over her head exposing her naked body completely.

There was less risk of Darcie hurting Spencer by accident if she lay on her back. Spencer rolling over between her legs as she held herself open for him. They were too far involved to think about stopping now as Spencer edged himself between Mrs Collins pussy lips and then thrust himself inside her. No talking, just grunting between the two of them as they fucked each other primally. Spencer’s weighty cock was covered tip to tail in Darcie’s juices as he pounded her cunt with his hips. The motel bed was old and worn as it squeaked in a constant rhythm. The bed coming loose from the walls and smacking against the adjoining room.

Darcie took his dick like she never had another before. Her pussy should have been smashed raw but the way she creamed all around him kept him sliding between her lips effortlessly. Thick white globs of their funk collecting against her stretched lips and running along the crack of her arse. Spencer was aware of her orgasm as they were blended into a long continuous wave of crests and falls as she reached one peak and then another. His own orgasm coming when they were both drenched in sweat, the sheets wet with their perspiration.

Spencer grabbed her hips as he pistoned himself inside her. Great big wads of cum erupting from the tip of his dick to fill the very deepest insides of her tunnel. His cum load was excessive even for him, much of it leaking out onto the motel sheets before he was done. Darcie’s mind was centred on the sensations of Spencer unloading inside her. A second pulse forming between her legs like a heart beating in her cunny.

Drained and feeling every one of the dozens of minutes of their lovemaking, Darcie was almost exhausted by the time Spencer pulled out of her. She was ready to cuddle up to him and fall asleep in his arms when Spencer surprised her and turned her over onto her stomach. Spencer had cum but wasn’t done. His cock retained its blood and strength as he inserted himself back into Darcie from behind. Repeating his efforts again from behind as Darcie lay prone below him.

The angle hit Darcie deep against her cervix. Spencer giant cock bottoming out inside her for the first time. She would feel it tomorrow but she welcomed the hurt as he pulled back and started to plough her ravenously. Darcie had dumped him and Spencer wanted to get his fill of her pussy for his lifetime. The sensation wasn’t quite there as the first time but if he was faster and rougher with her, he could make himself blow a second time, the trick to start again almost as soon as he’d first ended.

Darcie did her living best to stick her arse back up and out for Spencer. She knew he fucked her in **** now. The forcefully taking of her cunt the most delightful punishment she could receive for ending their affair. When he pulled the hair on the back of her head and came inside her a second time, she almost begged for there to be a third time. Darcie was willing to give her arsehole to Spencer if he would just fuck her again.