Tattoo Trade With Brian, The Follow-up Encounter free porn video

This is the follow up to “Tattoo Trade” as written by Erin.

I lay here exhausted, my head spinning, my pussy, mouth and ass sore and I have semen leaking from me. I’m quickly writing what has transpired before I make my drive back home to my husband. I hope you enjoy.

I made the long drive back to see Brian, my tattoo artist, to get the touch-up and additional detail work done that he and I discussed last time. Also as per his request, I scheduled my appointment for his last of the day so that I could make “payment” with him in privacy.

I arrived right on time, at 5 pm. Brian was just wrapping up his other appointment and there was a couple waiting in some seats who I assumed were waiting for his other customer. Then the door to the back room opened and one of the other artists came out and greeted the couple before taking them into his work station next to Brian’s. My heart dropped as I realized they were getting work done by the other artist and that would mean there was no way that Brian and I would get to be alone.

Brian soon finished with his other client and once she left he asked for a minute to clean up his work area, then called me in. He was completely professional, discussing what he wanted to do to my arm and once agreed upon he started to work on me. I was really getting bummed, and got more so when he leaned down to whisper in my ear “I’m really sorry. He made that appointment for some friends of his late this afternoon so we won’t be able to do what we did last time”.

This not only meant that I couldn’t fuck Brian, but also meant I’d be on the hook for more cash in lieu of the work he was doing. I’d spent hours doing my hair, shaving my pussy and everything else that needed attention. I’d selected some very sexy clothing including crotchless panties, stockings with a garter, a mid-thigh skirt, a strapless push-up bra and a button up shirt and heels. I looked the part of a classy hooker, if there is such a thing. Now it was all for nothing and I sat there dressed like this feeling like I just wanted to leave.

The work was going well and within a couple of hours Brian was all done. I had to admit, he’d done his usual amazing work on my piece which did lift my spirits a bit. As Brian was wrapping my arm up he leaned into my ear and quietly asked, “Have you had dinner yet?” I hadn’t as I don’t like to eat before getting work done because sometimes the pain upsets my stomach and I told him so. He then asked “Would you like to grab a quick bite with me then?” My mood improved more and I replied that I’d be up for it. “Good, my truck’s out back if you want me to give you a ride and we’ll come back for yours later.” I nodded and he smiled. “I just have to clean up and put some things away so if you want to wait inside the front door here, I’ll get my truck and swing around to pick you up.”

Soon I was standing at the door waiting. Brian finished tidying, then said he’d be right around, then walked out the back door. In a couple of minutes a big SUV pulled up out front and flashed its headlights. I exited the building and quickly hopped into the passenger seat of Brian’s truck. He quickly pulled out from the curb, asking what I wanted to eat. I responded without even thinking about what I was saying, “You!”

Brian got a huge grin on his face, “I was hoping you’d say that”. As soon as we hit the first light, he unzipped his pants, undid his button, lifted his bum off his seat and pulled his jeans and underwear down to mid-thigh. “I hope this is what you meant” he said, still grinning.

I was thrilled that my efforts weren’t in vain and that I’d get another chance to be with this gorgeous man. His cock was only slightly erect, laying sideways pointing at me, his cockhead still partially hooded by his foreskin. I answered his question by undoing my seatbelt, then by leaning over the console and grabbing his cock. The heat from his tool was wonderful in my hand and I could feel myself getting wet instantly. I started to pump his shaft, pushing his excess skin down, and delighted in feeling it grow and harden in my hand, making my hand look tiny as it did last time. Soon he was fully erect, all 8 – 9 inches pulsing in my grip and precum leaking from the small opening at the end. I leaned over and started to lick him, tasting his saltiness, then slid my mouth around his head, taking him to the back of my mouth as I started to fuck his cock with my mouth. I could only get less than half of him into my little mouth as he was both too long and too thick to go further so I used my hand as an extension of my mouth and stroked him while I bobbed up and down on him. His girth was stretching my lips as it went in and out. Brian was encouraging me, “Yes, that’s it Erin. Your mouth feels incredible. I’ve been looking forward to this”. I don’t usually brag but I am an exceptional cock sucker according to most of the men I’ve given the pleasure to. I just kept working on him, pushing him in as far as I could. One of his hands slid down my side and then down into my shirt. He pushed it into the top of my bra and was soon fondling one of my breasts, pinching my nipple which makes me go crazy. I could feel my wetness between my pussy lips now as I started to leak.

Soon Brian’s hand slid from my bra and up to my head, stopping at the back of my head as it gathered a handful of my long hair. At first he just held my hair there, moving along with the pace I was setting, but soon he was starting to dictate the rhythm, using my hair as a handle as he lifted and lowered my mouth over his fat cock. “Yes baby, keep going like that” he panted out, “that feels so fucking good”. He was still driving while I was pleasuring him. At one point he stopped at a light and commented “we have an audience”. I didn’t bother to look up, not for embarrassment, but because I was truly enjoying his cock in my mouth. I assumed there was another vehicle stopped next to us, or some pedestrians but either way, I didn’t care. Soon he was driving again.

His grip on my hair tightened and he was starting to bob my head a bit faster as he pushed himself to the back of my mouth with each thrust. “Yes baby, please don’t stop” he pleaded, then moaned. I absolutely love it when a man gives me feedback when I give him head. Whether it be moans or words, I love it all. I find it a turnoff when a man just sits there while I give him attention and thankfully Brian was doing it all the right way. Because of this and all the anticipation of fucking him tonight, my panties were now completely soaked. I couldn’t wait for him to get to wherever we were going so I could feel him between my legs again. Soon I faintly heard the sound of his signal as he pulled over somewhere and finally put the large vehicle in park. I started to picture him fucking me, flashbacks of him bending me over his tattoo chair flooding my head while he fucked my mouth. These images were starting to distract me from the task at hand but I was jolted back to reality when I heard Brian start to groan “Yes baby, don’t fucking stop! I’m going to fucking cum!” To my sudden dismay, I felt his cock swell more in my mouth. Now both his hands pushed my head down hard onto his shaft and then his cock started to spasm in my hand and mouth. I love cum so even though I was disappointed that this encounter wouldn’t go further, I was still very happy to satisfy him. The first hot blast of cum hit the back of my throat with force and almost made me gag. It was immediately followed by another and another, flooding my mouth with his salty seed. His cock was pulsing like a heartbeat as he pumped into my mouth. I immediately started to swallow as much as I could, remembering again how much cum he deposited into my pussy last time we were together. Despite my best efforts, some leaked from my lips and dribbled down his shaft but most I was able to gulp down while he held my head in place. Soon his grip relaxed and I lifted my head and caught my breath, then I licked down his shaft, cleaning up what I’d spilled. Some was puddled on his balls and I made sure to lick it all up before sitting up and back into my seat again.

“That was fucking incredible” Brian exclaimed, still breathing hard. I smiled and replied “I’m glad you enjoyed it. I’d almost forgotten how much cum you have.” He started to apologize and I cut him off, assuring him that I enjoyed it. “Well,” he paused, “that about covers the work I did for you as far as I’m concerned”. Now I was disappointed again, all he wanted was a blowjob, and my pussy needed attention badly.

I replied “is that all you wanted?” hoping that he wanted more.

“Well, it wouldn’t be right of me to expect more of you. I mean, you are a talented cock sucker and you finished me off. Don’t get me wrong, I’d love to do more to you but…..” he trailed off.

“But what?” I asked. “I’m happy to do more if you want.” Throwing myself and him and hoping he’d give my pussy the attention I so desperately wanted him to give it. “Maybe I could bank some credit?” I asked with a giggle and a wink, again throwing myself at him.

“Can I be completely open with you?” he asked. I nodded yes, now becoming very concerned where this was going. “You’re hot as fuck, and I want you badly, but…” again he trailed off leaving me in suspense. This time I waited patiently for him to continue. “It’s just that, I had a great time with you last time, and doing it there in the studio was totally fun and risky, but I sort of have a different way I like things.” Now I was really confused and concerned. Again I waited, smiling gently at him to try to encourage him. “It was fun, but honestly, I like it rough, I mean not a little spank and hair tug, I like to get rough”. He looked away out his window, likely worried about what my response would be.

This sent a small shiver down the back of my spine. I like manly men, I like being spanked, having my hair pulled, being lightly choked, tossed around and fucked hard. Those are the things I consider being rough, but I was sure he meant more and in my height of arousal, I wanted to know more. Before I fully thought things out I heard the words escape my lips “I’m up for it”.

There was a pause. Brian still looking out the window didn’t turn to look at me, “Are you sure?” My reply was immediate “I need you and I want you to have fun so yes, I’m sure”.

Now Brian turned to face me. He had a huge devilish smile on his face. “Then you better get into the back” he ordered. I hadn’t looked around before now but I did briefly to see that we were in a public parking lot in an end with very few cars. There was some tall light poles casting light into the vehicles, enough that we could see well enough inside also. I was slightly hesitant but then again, I’ve fucked people out in the open more times than I can count and to be honest, the possibility of being caught is always a turn-on for me. “In the back!” he now demanded. I quickly climbed over the console and into the back, Brian slapped my ass as I did so.

I sat down in the middle row of seats, a long bench seat, while Brian got out of the truck and came to the side door and got in next to me. “Now let’s get a better look at that body of yours” he smiled. With that he reached forward with both hands, grabbed both sides of my buttoned up shirt and ripped it open, sending the buttons flying everywhere. In the same motion he roughly tugged my shirt down and off my arms, leaving it behind me on the seat. “Take your bra off” he ordered. I reached behind and unclasped it, dropping it to the floor. “Your skirt” he said. I quickly unzipped it and pulled it down and off, leaving only my crotchless panties, stockings and garter belt. “Yum” he said, licking his lips. He grabbed my ankles, pulling me sideways and down to him, then he bent down and thrust his head between my legs. Upon discovering my panties being crotchless he paused, looked up at me and said “my my, you really are a dirty girl”. He pushed his head back between my legs and used his hands to spread my panties, then thrust fingers into me with ease as he started to lick and suck on my clit. It took no time at all for me to start to climax on his tongue. The excitement, anticipation, and his forcefulness sent me over the edge with ease.

I was still lost in bliss and by the time I opened my eyes and started to regain focus Brian was already completely nude and sitting on the bench by my feet. He reached forward and grabbed me by the hair, yanking me forward painfully. I was about to protest but remembered that I’d agreed to this so I went along with it. He had one hand wrapped around his semi-hard shaft, pointing his cock straight up and with the other holding a fistful of my hair he shoved my mouth down over his cock again. He started to fuck his cock with my face, making my head bob quickly on him and slamming into the back of my mouth each time making me gag. I was choking on him, gagging but he didn’t ease up. He did this for what seemed like minutes as I felt his cock hardening continuously. Then just as quickly he positioned me so that I was sitting upright on the bench. He straddled me, grabbed my hands and pinned them to the top of the bench behind my head, then lifted up so his back was against the roof and shoved his cock into my mouth again. I didn’t think it possible but he fucked my face harder than before. I could not resist, I could not move, I was an object, and I found myself getting wetter because of it. Now he’d thrust and push hard at the back of my throat and hold himself there, “swallow my cock bitch!” he ordered as he pushed. “Swallow!” I took a deep breath and tried to take him deeper but choked. His cock was so wide. “Try again!” he ordered as he pushed again. This time as I swallowed and he pushed, his cock slid into my throat. I started to convulse, I was going to vomit, but he didn’t let me up, “yes, that’s it, take my fucking cock you whore!”

I couldn’t fathom why, but I was loving this. Never had anyone been so rough or degrading to me and I couldn’t get enough. Finally he pulled his cock back out and I gulped in as much air as I could, trying to catch my breath. I had drool running off my chin, my nose was running, I was panting like a dog in heat and before I knew it, his cock was in my throat again with his pubic hair now mashed against my nose and Brian demeaning me again “yes, you fucking married slut. Take my cock in that married throat you bitch”. His cock was so hot and as he held it there in my throat I could feel it pulsing and twitching with excitement.

Finally Brian wanted something else and he withdrew from my mouth. He held himself there still and started to slap my face with his fat cock, making my cheeks sting. Finally he climbed down and then shoved me onto my back sideways on the bench again and immediately pulled my legs up onto his shoulders. He grabbed my panties and started to pull them down but then realized he couldn’t because of my garter belt and stockings so he paused, then tore my panties off me completely. This show of force excited me even more. He lined his cock up with my pussy and quickly shoved himself all the way into me, taking the air out of my lungs. He entered me so quickly that I could barely adjust and it felt like he was tearing me open like he did the last time he had me. The pain was intense, but so was the pleasure. He stopped all the way into me and moaned, “Fuck that cunt feels so good”. He started to pump into me now, hard. His balls slapped my ass with each thrust. I could feel another orgasm climbing inside me and I was soon cumming again but Brian didn’t pause, he kept fucking me. I was having an endless climax because he wouldn’t stop fucking but the intensity kept growing and soon I was experiencing a level of orgasm intensity that I’d never known before. My entire body started to shake violently and I actually passed out from it.

When I regained consciousness I was being moved. I found myself being repositioned. Brian had moved me so that I was up on my knees, face down and ass up in the air, sideways on the bench seat with the top of my head wedged against the arm rest. My arms were quickly grabbed and pulled behind my back. I was still a bit foggy as I realized that Brian was now tying my hands back there with my torn shirt. Brian quickly pushed into my pussy again. Once again he fucked me wildly, slamming all the way in with each thrust. With one hand he grabbed my hair again while the other held my tied hands. He was pulling my hair very hard, pulling me back into his thrusts. "Yes baby, you take my fat cock so fucking well”. I could hear myself moaning and begging him to fuck me harder, it was like I was possessed. I wasn’t aware of begging for him but I could hear myself doing so. The pain was again very intense as he was also bottoming out inside me. He released his grip on my hands and moved his hand to my shoulder, then released my hair and moved his other hand to my other shoulder. He pulled me back into his thrusts with an intensity that I could not describe. It felt like I was being thrown onto his cock repeatedly. The entire time he was busy spewing an endless chain of obscenities, “yes, you fucking slut! Cunt! I’m going to break your pussy! Whore!” I’d normally slap a man for addressing me this way but again, it was turning me on instead.

Now Brian slowed and leaned back. I felt hot liquid drip onto my ass crack from above. Then he removed a hand from one of my shoulders and started to use his fingers to rub the liquid (his saliva) around my anus. I don’t often engage in anal sex. Too often the pain is too much and with his size I was not interested. As soon as his thumb touched my rosebud I protested, “No Brian, you’re too big!” He laughed in response and kept circling my opening while he continued to fuck me slowly. Feeling him still fucking me and teasing my opening felt good and I relaxed a little. Then he started to push his thumb into me. I protested again and his response was “don’t you want me to loosen this ass up before I shove my cock in it?”

I protested again, “you’re not fucking my ass with that thing!”

“I’m giving you the choice. I can loosen it, or just go for it”, he replied.

“No, you’re not fucking my ass!” I exclaimed. Now I was getting very concerned. He was working his thumb in and out of my ass as he thrust into my pussy with his big cock. I was vulnerable in this position obviously so I felt the best thing to do was to pull away and roll over but as soon as I started to squirm harder he wrapped an arm around my waist and tossed me forward so that the arm rest of the seat was under my stomach and hips. My face was touching the floor of the truck, my ass up in the air. I felt empty all at once because of the hasty departure of his cock, and I also felt terrified. I was completely helpless in this position. I could not fight, I couldn't get up, I couldn’t even move from here. He had a hand pressed onto my lower back holding me there firmly. It was even hard to breathe.

“I gave you the option” he stated sadistically. Now I felt his cock at my tight little anus.

“No! Please Brian no! I can’t!” I pleaded.

“Yes you can” he replied as he pushed forward. The pain was excruciating. It felt like a red hot poker was being pushed into me. I tried to relax my anus as much as I could because I realized that he was going to have his way no matter what I did but it didn’t seem to help at all. The pain was intense beyond belief. He didn’t ease up, he didn’t back out and ease it in further, he just kept pushing forward inch by fat inch until I felt his pelvis against my ass cheeks. I was suddenly grateful that he’s at least lubed my ass with his spit. “See? I told you that you could take it. I knew you could, you fucking whore. Anyone who trades sex for services is a whore. When you made that offer, you became a piece of meat to me.” With that said he started to thrust in and out of my tender ass. His words stung almost as much as his cock did. He was right. My offer to trade was merely a ploy on my part to have sex with this beautiful man but in doing so I’d become his whore. This realization took the fight out of me and I no longer resisted his actions.

With my resistance gone, the pain also decreased slightly. Brian was fucking my ass hard, bottoming out with each hard thrust into me. My guts were being beat up from the inside and I was cramping badly. I felt ashamed but I also was starting to feel pleasure which I was also ashamed for. Brian continued his verbal abuse, “what a great fucking ass. I’m going to ruin this little ass. Fuck it’s so tight! This is tighter than any whore’s ass I’ve fucked before.” It was endless. I’d allowed him to cross a line that I shouldn’t have. This was all my doing. Upon realizing this I tried to focus on the pleasure rather than the pain. I decided to pander to his desires.

“Yes Brian, uhhhh, fuck, uhhh, my little, uhhh ass!” I panted out between his thrusts. It was very hard to speak with my stomach laying over the arm rest.

“See? I told you that you’d like it” he replied. He was right. I was starting to enjoy this. The pleasure was now outweighing the pain. I liked being used by him. I liked that he was hurting me sexually. I liked that he was degrading me. I’d turned a corner and I wasn’t sure if there was any way I could go back.

Brian was now holding both my hips and thrusting hard. Our bodies were slapping together loudly. I heard myself moaning almost continuously as he fucked me.

Finally he pulled out, then shoved his cock back into my pussy which seemed to be even wetter than when he was fucking it. He fucked it for a few strokes, then shoved it back into my ass, alternating like this for quite some time.

Eventually he pulled out completely and sat down on the bench behind me panting like a dog. “I need a break” he explained. A moment later I heard a “shutter” sound and saw a flash. He was obviously taking pictures of my gaping holes from where he was sitting. I wanted to protest but was too tired, besides, my face wasn’t in the pics. There were a few more flashes, and some beeps and clicks, then another pause before he grabbed my wrists and pulled me back up onto the bench completely and I shifted and sat next to him. “You’re doing well” he stated factually. I had no reply. Part of me wanted to punch him, the other part was sadistically enjoying his abuse.

After a couple of minutes of silence he shifted away slightly and grabbed the back of my head, then pulled my mouth to his cock again. I do not do “ass to mouth” and I tried to resist but again, I was at his mercy. My body slid from the bench onto the floor on my knees and he shifted so that he had a leg on either side of me. I was helpless to resist as he’d done too good a job tying my hands behind my back. He used my head, lifting and lowering it at a fast pace as he fucked his cock with my mouth again. Occasionally he’d pause and hold my head still while he thrust upward into my mouth and would choke me with his cock as he held it at my throat. He fucked my face for what must have been at least 10 minutes. I was exhausted! My mouth was sore, my jaw ached, my throat hurt, my neck hurt, I was drooling like a faucet. I must have looked like a disgusting mess but he was still enjoying himself. In fact his cock was as hard as it had been at any other point. This man was insatiable.

Then I heard his phone ringing and he paused his assault on my mouth, merely leaving his cock to rest in my mouth. I was grateful for the break. Brian picked up his phone from his pants and answered it, “Yup. Yes, you know where. Yes. Okay” then he hung up. I was looking up at his face. He was still the gorgeous man I’d met all those years ago. He was smiling down at me and said “wow, you’re a hot fucking mess right now. I love it.”

Just then the front passenger door of his truck opened up and someone hopped in and closed the door. “Erin, this is Scotty.” I tried to turn to see who was there but before I could Brian had grabbed my head with both hands and plunged my face onto his cock again. I tried to resist but again I was helpless. I heard the other man speak, “wow, you got a fucking hot one again.” Brian replied, “Yup, a hot fucking mess. A married whore trading for work. I’m almost done with her.” I was relieved to hear those words but still concerned by the new presence.

I heard the clicking and saw the flashes again. Brian’s hands were both on my head so I knew it was “Scotty” taking the pics this time. “What a great fucking ass” said the new voice. Brian replied, “Tight too, or at least it was”. Both men laughed at this statement.

Brian finally stopped bobbing my head again but held it there with his cock just past my lips and asked “so where do you want it this time Erin?” I was a bit confused as to whether he was asking where I wanted to get fucked or where I wanted him to cum this time. Before I could reply Brian decided for me. “Get up on your knees, facing the back”. He helped me up roughly and I got into the position he requested. He untied my hands which was also a relief as my shoulders, wrists and hands were getting very sore. Brian pushed me forward so that my tits were hanging over the back of the seat. “Spread your legs whore!” he commanded and of course I complied. Suddenly there was a sharp stinging slap across one of my ass cheeks as Brian slapped it. He did this repeatedly, making it very tender and I jumped with each one. Finally he pushed me hard against the back of the seat. “Get a pic of this” he ordered of his friend. I could feel Brian’s cock hovering as it bumped into my backside. There were a couple of flashes, then Scotty said “hang on, I can’t get the angle.”

I heard the door open, then close and the side rear door next to us open as Scotty climbed in and closed the door behind him. “Way better.” Then I heard the clicks and saw the flashes again. Now Brian shifted and I felt his cock at my pussy. Slowly he eased forward. My pussy was raw but thankfully still wet and he continued to push into me while the flashes also continued.

I heard Brian now, “film” was all he said. The flashes stopped. Brian shifted and the interior overhead lights of the truck came on again. I realized now that Brian was having Scotty film what he was doing to me. I was hoping Scotty was using Brian’s phone and not his own. I made sure to look away from Scotty’s direction while he filmed for fear of it ever being made public. “Awesome” Scotty said quietly.

“Yeah, she takes it well” Brian replied as he started to fuck my pussy again. I was tender but still incredibly aroused and now having a voyeur turned me on even more. I felt one of Scotty’s hands start groping the exposed side of one of my tits. Brian was thrusting faster and faster into my pussy and I could feel another orgasm overtaking me. A few thrusts later I did something that I almost never do, I squirted. “Holy fuck! She’s squirting all over the place” I heard Scotty exclaim.

Brian stopped thrusting, “oh great. What a fucking mess! You fucking whore. Look what you’ve done on my seats!” he exclaimed. He pulled his cock out and yanked me around to see my ejaculate all over his seat. I didn’t know what to say or do at this point. “I’m going to have to punish you some more I guess” he continued. Now Brian sat back against the side of the truck on his side and pulled me over again. He took my chin in his palm and raised my face to meet his. He leaned back still looking into my eyes, “You’re going to suck my cock and I’m going to cum down your throat. You’re going to swallow every fucking drop. Understand?” I nodded. “Good, now get to work, and make sure to work my balls”. I leaned forward, my knees still on the bench. I took his fat cock in my hand and started to stroke him. I squeezed and milked him and a large glob of precum leaked from the end. I hungrily licked it up, looking Brian in the eyes as I did before looking down and taking him into my mouth. His cock was immense and filled my entire mouth again. I pushed against the underside of his shaft with my tongue and used one of my hands to stroke him in unison with my mouth while I used my other hand to squeeze and fondle his large swollen balls. They were proportional to his cock, larger than they should be. In my estimation we’d been fucking for well over an hour now and his balls were obviously very full. I then flashed back to the last time he fucked me. There was so much cum. My husband has very large loads. In fact most people are vocal upon seeing how much my hubby cums, but what Brian left in my pussy last time put my hubby’s loads to shame.

I kept my rhythm on Brian’s cock, stroking up and down and making sure to apply lots of pressure along the bottom. He was moaning and still dirty talking, “yes that’s it baby. You suck that fucking cock. Soon you’ll be rewarded. Oh, God, what a good little whore you are. Suck my balls.” I did as ordered and moved my mouth from his cock to his balls, getting my head nice and low so I could lick them. I tried to pull one into my mouth but it was simply impossible, they were far too large but I still sucked and licked while stroking him with my free hand. “Good girl” he panted out. “Back to my cock” he ordered. I took him back in. Now he was starting to thrust, setting a pace. “Deeper” he commanded and pushed upward to the back of my mouth, choking me. I knew what he wanted but wasn’t sure that I could do that again. “Come on baby, you’re going to do it again one way or another”, he thrust hard again. Now his hands cupped the back of my head again. He was thrusting faster, then he’d pause and push hard. This happened a few times with him choking me each time. Finally I managed to time it so that I met his thrust with a big gulp, a swallow for lack of a better description, and his cock head slid into my throat. “Yesssss, that’s it baby. All the way in” Brian panted. “Good whore”.

I heard Scotty now, “holy fuck! She took it all!” He was obviously in completely disbelief that someone could fit Brian’s cock into their throat and to be honest, I was again also.

Brian thrust into my throat a few strokes then pulled back and allowed me to gasp for air. He kept fucking my open mouth while I panted and tried to catch my breath. As soon as my breathing eased he pulled my head down and pushed upward with his cock holding it at the entrance to my throat. I again swallowed and pulled him into my throat. The sensation of having such a large cock in my throat was incredible. My pussy was tingling even though I wasn’t touching it. My eyes were watering uncontrollably. I’ve heard of girls having orgasms from giving blowjobs and I was getting close myself. Brian again fucked my throat and then eased up. This happened a few times and every time Brian’s pace increased. He’d fuck my throat faster and faster each time he was in it, then would withdraw and let me catch my breath. “Come on Erin, take it again. I’m almost there baby” he panted. He pushed in to my throat again quickly, almost forcing it in this time. His hands were on the sides of my head and he was fucking away like a dog in heat. Finally the words I was waiting for “yes, fuck, I’m going to cum baby!” I squeezed his balls hard and I could feel his cock swell in my throat. “Yes, fuck yes, I’m cumming. Swallow it you fucking cunt!” he barked at me. His balls started to jump and I could feel the pulsing of his cock in my mouth and into my throat. I could feel the surge up the underside of his shaft as his ejaculate was pumped into my throat. I started to swallow as quickly as I could but there was simply too much cum for me to keep up with it all. I started to choke and had to push back from Brian. I pulled his cock from my throat but kept him in my mouth and kept swallowing. Shot after shot of hot cum exploded from his cock into my mouth like a scalding river. I swallowed and swallowed, “Don’t you fucking spill any!” Brian exclaimed between grunts. My mouth was bursting. I felt my cheeks swell. I tried to seal his cock with my lips to not spill but his cock took up so much room in my mouth that finally some cum did leak out. Finally after what must have easily been 15 bursts into my mouth, his cock slowed. It still twitched in my mouth and I continued to swallow the contents of my mouth. I sucked on his cock and stroked his shaft, milking every drop of his sweet and salty mixture. Finally Brian collapsed against the side of the truck and eased his grip on my head. I looked up at him and he was smiling down at me. “I guess I’ll allow that small spill, but you’re going to have to clean it up, he pointed down at the seat. There was his leaked semen in a tablespoon sized puddle, and like a dog, I licked it up for him, then licked his balls and shaft again as it softened. He caressed my cheek and then my hair, pulling my face against his cock. I laid my cheek against his shaft and loved the feel of his hot pulsing organ against me. His hands wandered through my hair and across my shoulders, being surprisingly gentle. He rubbed my upper back, then brought his hands to the back of my arms, pulling me slightly. “Your turn” I heard from Brian. The words made no sense to me as I’d already cum multiple times, then I felt the movement on the bench behind me as Scotty climbed up. “No!” I protested and tried to move but Brian’s grip on me tightened as he pulled me harder against him. I heard Scotty’s zipper slide down. My face was mashed against Brian’s cock as Scotty shoved my legs apart. One of my legs slid off the bench onto the floor and Scotty grabbed my hip to hold my body up. I was completely exhausted and weak and no contest for these men. Suddenly Scotty’s cock thrust into my loosened asshole. I had no idea who this guy was but his cock was now deep inside me as he started to fuck me hard.

“Fuck you loosened her right up. She’s fucking dripping wet!” Scotty blurted out.

“I have to get home soon so don’t take too long” Brian added.

Scotty felt good. My ass was sore but he was also significantly smaller than Brian so his fucking didn’t hurt. I started to moan. Scotty sped up even more, then like the possessed slut I was being I blurted out “yes fuck my fucking ass Scotty. Give me that fucking load!” Within seconds Scotty groaned and pushed in hard. His body started to shake, shoving me forward as I felt his cock spasm as he unloaded into my bowels. “Ugggg, fuck, uhhh” he groaned while shooting. I could feel his hot seed inside me and I suddenly came again, my entire body shaking. As soon as Scotty was done he pulled out of me. I heard his zipper get zipped up, a stinging slap on one of my ass cheeks, then heard “Thanks bitch, later Bri”. Then the door opened and closed and he was gone.

My ass was leaking semen. I could feel it dribbling from my ass, down my pussy lips and onto the seat but there was nothing I could do about it. I also noticed that Brian’s cock had hardened against my face again. His grip on my arms loosened and he guided me up to my knees next to him. He looked me in the eyes again and asked, “You okay?” I took a moment to think about this before answering him, “yes, I had fun” I replied. “Good. I was worried that I got carried away. Some girls simply can’t handle me like that. It’s ruined a few relationships.

“Brian, I can see how that could be. I was pretty upset with you at a few points, but when I submitted to you, I enjoyed it.” Brian smiled again, with both his mouth and eyes. He leaned forward and kissed me. “I live just around the corner. Let’s grab a quick drink and then I’ll take you back to your truck.” I nodded. We fished around on the floor for our clothing. My shirt was ruined but I pulled it on and tied it at the waist, not bothering with my bra which I left on the floor to gather when he drove me back later. I also left my torn panties as a souvenir for him. We got out of the truck and walked across the street and around the corner. The area looked familiar but I wasn’t really paying attention as we entered his apartment and got into the elevator. As soon as the doors closed behind us he pushed my back against the wall and kissed me, then slid a hand under my skirt to rub my clit. I suspected that Brian wanted more of me but I wasn’t sure until this point. My legs were shaking and weak. Soon the elevator dinged, indicating that we’d reached our floor. We walked down the hall and he opened the door for me. His apartment was as expected, lots of original and bizarre art, drawings, furniture, etc. He pointed to the couch and then asked if I’d like a beer. I’m not a fan of beer but I was parched and anything cold would do so I said yes. Brian sat on the couch next to me and we both drank our beers without saying much until he asked again, “you’re sure you’re okay with everything?” I replied, “I’d have preferred if you hadn’t let Scotty fuck me but yes, I’m okay. If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t be here.”

Brian took my almost empty bottle from my hand and placed it on the coffee table and did the same with his. He took my chin in his hand again and leaned forward, kissing me. His tongue entered my mouth and we swirled them together. I found my pussy getting wetter again. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle this time” Brian assured me. I wasn’t sure if he was being truthful but I also didn’t care at this point. He laid me back on the couch and untied my shirt, opening it and exposing my breasts again. He lifted my skirt and exposed my pussy again, then pulled his shirt off and stood to undo and drop his pants again. His cock was still mostly hard, pointing out. It was such a beautiful tool.

Brian got onto the couch and I spread my legs for him. He laid down on me and kissed me again passionately. This was a completely different man than the one who’d practically ****d me in his SUV. Soon he shifted upward and I felt his cock at my entrance. I reached down between us and stroked him. He was dripping again and I guided him between my lips. He pushed forward now and filled my pussy with his girth. I was so sore and yet so wet and excited. It hurt but he was gentle and passionate as he started to fuck me again. He was all the way in within a few strokes and kept fucking me while kissing me. He held my head in his strong hands as we kissed. He broke away and spoke “fuck Erin, you’re incredible. Your husband is very lucky. I’m not going to last long this time baby.”

His thrusting was getting faster. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him in time with his thrusts. I dug my nails into his back, “yes Brian, yes. You feel so good. Your cock is so big. I want you. I want you to cum. Fill my married pussy baby”.

“Yeah? Uhhh. You want it? Uhhhmmmm. I’m going to give it to you baby, here I cum!” As he made his announcement he grunted and his back arched hard. His cock bottomed out in me pushing me up against the end of the couch. His body was off mine and I was looking up at him. His eyes were closed and his face contorted as he grunted and his cock spasmed. Again I could feel him shooting his massive load into me. His hot seed was splashing deep inside my womb. I didn’t cum this time but I loved feeling him do so as I used my legs to hold him there deep in me. Finally he collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. He lifted his head once his cock stopped moving and kissed me again. I felt his cock softening and slowly sliding out from me. When it slid from my pussy there was a gush of hot cum that followed it, leaking down my ass and onto his couch. He sat up and looked at me, “you really are a hot mess” he smiled. I was sure I was a complete mess at this point. I needed to get back to my truck so I could get some rest for the drive home the next day. I looked at the clock on Brian’s wall. I was mistaken, it was already after 1 in the morning, and I’d be driving home later today. My hubby would be worried sick because I was supposed to call him before bed.

Brian asked, “You want to just crash here instead and I’ll drive you first thing in the morning? It’s a pretty long drive to your truck and I’m exhausted, and it’s pretty late now.” I agreed. I grabbed my phone, seeing 7 unread messages from my hubby and I quickly messaged hubby back to say that I was safe and would explain everything when I saw him later today. There was a pause, then he messaged back, “Sweet dreams, xo  “

Brian took me by the hand and led me to his bedroom. I removed my garter and stockings so that I was completely nude and climbed into his bed. He laid down next to me on his back and I rested my head on his chest and was soon fast asleep.

As always seems to happen with guys when they get a new woman in their bed, I awoke to feel Brian fondling me. It was now light out but I had no idea what time it was. His hand was on my breast and he was sucking on one of my nipples. I let out a quiet moan upon realizing where I was and what was happening. Brian slid a hand between my legs and started to rub me. I was soon wet again and then without a word he slid a leg over mine and spread my legs as he climbed between them. I reached down again and guided him into me. I bent my legs at my sides and tilted my pelvis to help him get as deep as possible. Brian pushed the blankets off us. He started thrusting, slowly at first but then soon faster for a few minutes. While he was fucking me I looked down to watch his fat cock going in and out of my tender cunt and I noticed that my tummy was bulging outward every time he pushed into me. My pussy was clinging to his shaft, inverting every time he pulled out of me. After some time he stopped and pulled all the way out and flipped me over. He grabbed my hips and lifted my ass into the air and then pushed back into my pussy. For a moment he leaned forward and grabbed my breasts, playing with my nipples, then slid his hands down to my hips again and started pulling me back to meet this thrusts. He was so deep inside me it was incredible. “Fuck, oh fuck Erin, fuck yes!” his thrusts became almost frantic as he announced “Yes, fuck I’m going to cum in you. Fuck! I’m cumming baby!” and he pushed all the way in again, mashing his pubes against my shaved pussy and pushing me flat on the mattress with him on top of me. Once again I marvelled at how much his cock swelled as it then pumped his seed into me. He waited there until his cock stopped pulsing, then it softened and slid out again. I felt so incredibly empty every time he slid from me and my pussy was left gaped open. Brian rolled off me.

“I have a confession to make” Brian whispered into my ear as he laid down next to me. “The shop is just around the corner, I just wanted to keep you here so I could have you again.” I realized now why things looked familiar outside last night when we left the parking lot and went to his apartment. We were literally less than a block from my truck. Cheeky bugger. I wasn’t upset, “that’s okay, I’m glad you got to fuck me again” I answered with a smile and a wink.

Brian got up now and started to hustle. “I have to meet someone shortly. The shower is to the right and you can help yourself to anything you want in the fridge. You don’t mind do you?” I shook my head no and laid back in his bed. His semen was leaking from me and I watched him dress. He leaned over and kissed me, “your husband really is a lucky man. You make sure you come see me next time you’re in town please. I had an amazing time last night and would really like to do something similar with you again if you’re up for it. Most women aren’t into it but I get the feeling you are.” I smiled and winked at him, “I’ll be in touch without a doubt.” I assured him

I heard his door close as he left and I slid my hand between my legs to feel his cum leaking from me. My pussy was indeed gaped open from his girth and I started to rub his cum on my clit. Soon I was having another orgasm and then fell asleep again. I awoke as this story started, “I lay here exhausted, my head spinning, my pussy, mouth and ass sore and I have semen leaking from me” and I quickly wrote out the details of this story so that I would not forget them.