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Chapter 82 by Anonstorywriter Anonstorywriter

What happens next?

Fuck me like you fucked her

And thankfully I wasn’t alone for long. Christopher opened the door and, seeing me naked on the bed, smiled and walked over to me. He could clearly tell I was still super turned on and wanted him.

“Ah, what’s going on here?”

At this point, seeing him just spiked my desire. I needed him, asap.

“Shut up and get over here. I need your cock.”

“Ha! I’ll do my best. But I’m not a kid anymore, I need a little break before I can get hard enough again. First, are you ok? I want to…”

“Yeah yeah yeah, time for that later. Come here, I’ll blow you to get you hard again.” I crawled over to the side of the bed where he was.

“Hey, take a breath. I’m serious. How are you?”

I didn’t even hesitate before I answered. The words just kept tumbling out of my mouth.

“Honestly. I’m so fucking wet still. Watching you two was possibly the hottest experience of my life. Can we please keep tonight going just a little longer? I’ve orgasmed a couple times already, but I really want to fuck you and hear you tell me how good she was before we end the game for the night. We can talk afterwards and every day after, but right now I really need you. I promise I’ll use a safe word if I need us to stop, I just really want to keep going for a bit longer with us still in character…”

“Ok ok. I hear you. Let’s jump back in. My sweet Maddison is so horny right now, aren’t you?”

“Fuck yes I am. That was so hot.” I was pulling his pants down now. I don’t know why he even bothered to put these back on.

“Well, I agree but I’m glad you enjoyed it too.
Is my little cuckquean ready for me to tell her everything that happened tonight?”

“Absolutely.” Then I dove onto his cock, almost cumming immediately because I could still taste her on him.

Then he launched into it, telling me all about the night from his perspective. Im going to do my best to remember it all, but I was so on fire that the entire thing is a blur for me.

“Wow, you really are excited. Fuck, I just wish you were better at this so I could get hard faster. I could probably go back and ask Kayla to blow me again, that would work better than this.” My eyes were locked on to his, I’m sure showing the **** pleading I felt, hoping that he wouldn’t leave me here like this to go back to her (I was fully back in the game already, and I’m getting decent at being in character at those moments).

“Whatever, I guess I’m in no hurry. Keep going though, it’ll probably take you a long time to get me hard again. So, I guess my real fun started when you three left us outside. We ran back up here and made out for a bit. Obviously we already wanted to fuck right then and there, but we both knew it would be better to draw it out. So we changed into some clothes more suiting for a hot couple like us and then headed out to meet you three.”

Wow, they didn’t waste any time at all! And really?! That’s why I had to wait so long for them to show up at the club! I wasn’t paranoid that whole time! Victory! Well…I guess it’s not really a victory.

“Hey, why did you stop?”

Fuck me, I was so distracted with those thoughts I’d completely stopped moving on his cock. Right back to it…

“Can’t even give a proper blow job while I tell you the story. Guess I’ll have to make sure you at least keep it up.” Then I felt his hand on the back of my head, holding me just enough so I couldn’t pull all the way off of him again. At least his cock was finally getting hard.

“Ok, where was I? Oh yeah! We made it to the club. That part was pretty straightforward. Showing off someone as beautiful and sexy as Kayla is easy. She is so intoxicating and it’s easy to feed off of her energy and desires. Honestly, when you and I were planning the night, I was looking forward to watching you and Megan dance together. You know, the cliche ‘all guys like to see lesbians in public’ thing. But I kept forgetting you two were even there when I was with her. The way she moved her perfect ass against me, the way she looked at me like she just wanted to fuck right there in the middle of the floor, the way she kissed me whenever she wanted regardless of who was looking. Fuck, just remembering it is getting me hard finally.”

Oh shit, he didn’t even watch me dancing with another woman he was so focused on her?! And I thought it was my blowjob getting him hard, not his memory of his time with her!

“At one point we couldn’t take it anymore and just had to bail. We didn’t even wait to tell you, we just were ready to fuck like we’d been wanting to all night. So we jumped in another Uber and headed this way. The driver didn’t say anything when she climbed on top of me to make out. I think he enjoyed the view of her ass as I mauled her, cause I’m pretty sure her dress rode up enough for him to see that she wasn’t wearing any panties. Oh yeah! I forgot that she took them off right at the table before our last dance! Fuck that was hot too.”

He wasn’t paying attention to me at all anymore, he was so focused on his story.

“Then we got back and rushed to her room. We kissed again before she finally sucked my cock. Damn, I’d been looking forward to that all night and she was just as good as I remembered. I wish you could learn a few things from her. She made me cum in like 5 minutes, as opposed to you, you could do this the rest of the night and I don’t think I’d cum at all.”

Fuck why is it so hot to hear him compare us like that?! Focus, Maddison, don’t lose focus now.

“Then I gladly at her pussy until she came. The way she moans and moves against me while I eat her out is so fucking hot too. I could do that every day…maybe I should.”

He paused as if considering doing it. I kept going.

“I’m sure she would love that too. It’s a decent idea. Anyway, she was so fucking sexy when she came. She knows just what to say, just how to keep me rock hard constantly.” I knew what he meant (except the rock hard part), I’d heard what she said right before and during cumming.

“I jumped on her after she came. It’s like her pussy is made for my dick. We fit perfectly together. I can feel every inch of her every time I move inside her. Fuck just thinking about it makes me want some pussy again. If only I was still with her.”

I couldn’t help it. I pushed off of his cock so I could speak.

“Fuck me like you fucked her! Please. I need it so bad. I need you so bad!”

“Oh, that’s a great idea! I think I’m hard enough to go again. Let’s see if you’re as skilled as Kayla.”

He didn’t wait for my response, he just picked me up from the floor and literally tossed me onto my back on the bed. It had been a while since I’d felt just how strong he was, and fuck me did it turn me on. I mean, it has nothing to do with the kinks or anything, just…damn, my boyfriend is hot, you know?! Before I knew it, I was looking up into his beautiful eyes (I’m in love, ok) as they lowered to a few inches above my face. I didn’t look away as I felt him push my knees wide and then felt his body between my legs. I wanted to kiss him, but he was still in character and controlling the situation.

Then I felt one of my favorite sensations: his hard and wet cock sliding into my ready and wet pussy. He was gentle with that first slide, though I knew he wasn’t going to be like that for long. He just kept pushing forward, feeling know resistance between us. When he fully bottomed out in me, he held himself there for a few seconds smiling down at me. Then he leaned down, I thought to kiss me, but at the last second he redirected his movement and his mouth was next to my ear. His voice was so soft when he whispered to me, that I had to stop breathing so I could hear him.

Kayla is tighter.”

And I came. I came so fucking big. And then all games were forgotten and we were all over each other. I know you’re probably hoping that he continued to tease me and humiliate me (damn that still sounds so dirty and naughty to me), but no, we both put it all away and just…what’s a “lady-like” way to say this… “enjoyed each others company”.

And by that I mean we fucked. We fucked hard and fast, we fucked slow and intentional, we fucked in this position and that position. I don’t think we’d been this all over each other…maybe ever!

I’m not trying to gloss over it, please don’t get me wrong. I just remember it both vividly and as a blur. First I kissed him, pulling his mouth away from my ear and to my mouth. Then he started hammering into me, really pounding my smaller frame into the bed while I met each of his thrusts with my hips. Then I rolled us over, still kissing him, and rode his cock as if my life depended on it. I’m sure Kayla had more form, but Christopher didn’t say anything as we ravished each other. Honestly, Kayla wasn’t on my mind at all as I came on top of his dick while screaming into his mouth.

He didn’t even let me calm down at all though before he flipped us around so I was laying on my front and he was fucking me from the back (a position I’ve come to learn is called prone). After another minute he pulled my ass up to fuck me in a proper doggy position, slapping my ass every few seconds (not actual hard, I’m not into the pain thing, but we both like that feeling of the power dynamic). I came one last time when he pulled me to the edge of the bed so he could stand and hammer into me. There was nothing to keep me quiet this time as I screamed into our condo, plenty loud that I am 100% positive that everyone else heard me.

Christopher barely pulled his cock out before cumming all over my mound and stomach. At the time I didn’t think anything of it, but looking back, it was a super impressive amount for his 3rd orgasm in one night. We didn’t say a word the whole time aside from random profanities and passionate stuff. He grabbed a towel off a hanger and cleaned me up (I was so out of it I didn’t move at all), then he crawled onto the bed with me. I moved with him, laying on his chest as his arm wrapped around me. Then, just before I fell asleep, we broke the pleasure induced silence when I spoke up.

“Holy shit, that was amazing.”

“You’re not kidding.” We both breathed for a few seconds before Christopher spoke again. “Are you sure you’re ok?”

“Absolutely. Talk more tomorrow. Brain too tired. Must sleep.”

We laughed together and I fell asleep what felt like a few seconds later. Today had been a crazy roller coaster of emotion, but fuck me I couldn’t remember being happier than I was in that moment.

Any surprises in the morning?

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