Chapter Two: Sooner Than Later

Looking back on it a week later, Daisy had no idea why she even gave Dylan her phone number. He had raped her mouth, fucked her throat raw and left her unable to speak clearly for a day and a half. She had lied to her husband and told him it was allergies, and thankfully he was stupid enough to believe it.

Even more confusing to her was why she responded to his text messages. He had flirted with her and teased her throughout the week, asking her about her day, asking her for pictures. She gave in each time, sending him pictures with her cleavage exposed, with a smile on her face, showing off her outfits and her figure. It felt like high school all over again, except it was easier now that cell phones existed.

More confusing still was why she had saved his phone number to her phone. Any infidelity she was committing was made that much easier to find out, and yet she liked to see his name there. She felt giddy whenever a message from Dylan arrived, and being able to see who sent it made her days pass by more quickly. She couldn’t blame herself, either. Dylan sometimes sent her pictures of his dick, like a reward for good behavior.

Most confusing of all, however, was why she was on her way to meet him. Reflecting on it logically, she could understand the sequence of events that led to it. Dylan had asked her, after all, to come see him. He had even enticed her with a picture of his limp dick, and he drove the nail in with a thick, swollen hammer that was a follow-up picture of him hard. Her panties were wet by the time she saw it, and they were flooded by the time she made it to the car. She wore her lowest cut blouse without going topless, and she made no illusions about her intentions there.

Dylan had asked Daisy to meet him at the grocery store parking lot where he had fucked her throat. On the way, she remembered the feel of his hard shaft, the joy of his blue eyes filled with mirth, and the warmth of his semen filling her stomach. She found him parked near where they had last seen each other, and a familiar, almost teenage thrill that rose in her gut. Dylan had dated her daughter when her daughter was a teen. Daisy was literally old enough to be his mother.

They didn’t speak much when they met. Dylan only climbed into her SUV and told her to find them privacy. Daisy obeyed, driving him in silence to one of the many dusty backroads in the region. She felt horny the entire way, but a tension was filling the air, too. Seeing his dick had changed her perception of him, and Daisy was absolutely gushing as she drove. Dylan looked handsome in the passenger seat, better looking than he ever had while dating Summer, but the only thing that had changed about him was her knowledge of his cock.

Daisy had barely turned onto the back roads before Dylan’s dick came out. She felt the car jostling as he repositioned himself in his seat and pulled his pants open. He had his pants down and his briefs down, too, and then took his cock in hand and began stroking himself to a full erection as she drove. Daisy, seeing this out of the corner of her eye, stole glances at him and smiled. Dylan smiled back, proud to see her interest and eager to entice her.

By the time they found a place to park, Dylan had worked himself to his full length. His large hands could barely meet around his thick shaft, and his crown, a swollen, sticky red, glistened with precum. Daisy, staring at him, struggled to comprehend his size. Somehow, she had managed to fit him into her mouth and, after that, her throat, too. Daisy had always preferred well-endowed men, but she had settled for William. Looking at Dylan’s skinny ass holding his thick cock and stroking it for her amusement, she couldn’t help but feel like she had been cheated.

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