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I collapsed on the bed, fighting to catch my breath and trying to ignore Ron's incorrigible tongue-lashing. Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, I felt that familiar ache in my abdomen. Fuck me! He's getting me going again! I started moving with him instead of away from him and suddenly he was pleasuring me instead of exasperating me. Goddamn! Is there no end to my orgasmic indulgence? Can he really bring me to another climax so quickly?
The answer was a resounding yes! Him and that goddamn tongue of his easily overpowered my drenched pussy and sent ecstatic signals pulsating throughout my body. My nipples were particularly receptive to these new pleasure waves and longed to be touched and sucked as they tightened up even more than before. The woman on the monitor was out of control. It was like I was watching someone else's aching nipples straining for attention as Ron's head bobbed up and down between her legs.
"Fuck me, Ron," I begged, my voice barely working and my words coming out in short gasps. "I need you to fuck me, now." I didn't know if he could hear me but if he did, he didn't respond. He just kept chewing on my sopping cunt, driving me farther and farther into a deranged state of extreme blissfulness.
"Oh God! I'm fucking cumming again," I cried. My body was beyond my control and the orgasm shook me senseless, racking my whole being with such gushing tremors that I was nearly convulsing against my constraints. Somewhere in my semi-conscious state, I felt Ron's body move over mine and once again he pushed his flavorful tongue into my mouth only this time he also pushed his massive cock into my splayed open cunt.
My still spasming pussy stretched around his girth and I strained against my ankle cuffs, trying to pull my knees up, to no avail.
"You are insatiable," Ron whispered as he broke the kiss and smiled at me. "Are we out of control yet?" he asked again and I just rolled my eyes at him. At least I think I did, even my eyes didn't feel like they were mine to control.
He started to slowly glide in and out of me and I wondered where I would find the strength to respond to his powerful strokes. After his intense finger and oral stimulations, he was surprisingly patient and gentle as he leisurely rocked his massive cock in and out of my saturated pussy. As the orgasm-induced fog cleared from my brain, I realized he was finally giving me a chance to catch my breath, albeit with a huge cock inside of me as a major distraction.
"You feel better than anyone I've ever known," he said tenderly as he lightly brushed his lips against mine.
"You make me feel better than anyone ever has," I answered, licking my lips and waiting for more kisses. But instead of kisses, Ron had something else in mind. Just as I was starting to respond to his glorious cock, he withdrew it and crawled forward again, this time placing his knees on either side of my chest and his wet cockhead against my lips.
"I told you that you'd get more chances to taste your saucy flavor, didn't I?" He smiled as he slid his pussy-flavored cock into my mouth.
"Oh yeah, baby," Ron moaned as I swirled my tongue around his beautiful black cockhead. "Look at the monitor," he commanded when I briefly closed my eyes to savor the feeling of his rock solid cock penetrating my warm mouth. Opening my eyes, I saw my pink lips stretched around his thick black cock as he slowly fed me another two inches. My tongue flicked the underside as I sucked his thick monstrous cock.
"Man, that feels nice," Ron said as I rocked my head as best I could, letting him fuck my mouth as I watched it on the monitor. "I almost want to stay like this and cum in your mouth," he sighed. "Almost." Pulling his cock out, he adroitly slid all the way down my body until his head was between my legs again. Sucking my clit into his mouth he quickly flicked his tongue across it.
"Holy shit!!!" I cried, but his mouth was gone as rapidly as it had appeared and he was sucking my aching nipples. "Yes! Oh God, yes!" I moaned at the overdue pleasure afforded my neglected breasts but that didn't last long either. His face was over mine and his cock was back inside my enflamed pussy, rhythmically pumping in and out before I could savor any of the pleasure his mouth had been giving me.
"What the fuck are you?" I asked but he shoved his tongue into my mouth instead of answering me. Now we were really fucking!
He stopped twice more to feed his cock into my mouth, each time abandoning my aching pussy when it was right on the verge of orgasm. I moaned as I sucked him, yearning for him to finish what he'd started. The third time he stopped literally seconds before my ultimate release. I struggled as much as I could, twisting and screaming that if he put that anywhere near my mouth I would bit it off.
He just smiled and positioned himself over my chest, squeezing my full breasts around his slippery cock and tit fucked me while he teased my nipples with his fingers. My pussy was on fire but I was mesmerized by the sight of his big black cock sliding up and down between my comparatively colorless breasts while he pinched and twisted my nipples, stretching them out almost painfully before letting them spring back into place more fully aroused than before.
"Ron," I begged. "I need you to fuck me."
"I am fucking you, Beth," he smiled as he released my breasts and slid back down my sweat-soaked body to suck my throbbing clit into his mouth.
"Ohhhh yeah!" I cried but he stopped short of giving me the climax I so desperately needed.
"You're not out of control enough yet," he laughed and he slowly crawled up my torso.
"Not out of control enough?" I nearly shrieked. "How fucking out of control do I have to be?" I felt as out of control as I had ever been and my body was screaming for another orgasm when he plunged his cock back into my soggy cunt.
"Yes! Yes! Yessss!" I cried, tears streaming down my cheeks. My body felt like one big liquefied pussy as Ron jackhammered his massive cock into me over and over, driving me to such an unbelievable crescendo that I thought I might pass out.
I watched his well-defined back muscles rippling from his exertion and I ached to dig my fingers into them and claw his back raw. I was nearly delirious but I couldn't tear my eyes away from the monitor and the view of his well-formed black ass rapidly clenching and unclenching as he thrust into me again and again.
Handcuffed, spread-eagle on his bed, I was completely out of control and at his mercy as he pummeled me with his enormously thick cock. I wanted to arch my back and cling to his muscular shoulders and climax with my arms and legs wrapped around his body.
"Pleeeeeese!" I begged and pleaded between gasps of unparalleled pleasure. He was pounding me so hard that I didn't even notice he had released my hand constraints until I was pulling against them and my arms slapped against his shoulder. Yes!
He barely missed a stroke as he tugged at my ankle constraints as well. I still had the cuffs around my ankles and wrists but there must have been some kind of quick release on the tethers. Pulling my knees up, I started bucking my ass off the bed in sync with his rhythmic pounding. I wrapped my arms around him, holding on for dear life as my nails dug into his strong back and my pussy grasped for that elusive pinnacle of pleasure.
"OHHHHH FUUUUK!" I screamed as my orgasm exploded and my body shook with earthquake level tremors. Fuck! I was convulsing uncontrollably as I clung to his muscular frame with both my legs and my arms wrapped around him.
Ron had slammed his cock into me at the first sign of my orgasm and, with his hands squeezing my ass cheeks, kept himself completely immersed in my spasming pussy throughout my prolonged climax. I was still quivering when he settled us back onto the bed and I finally opened my eyes. I almost smiled at the video monitor's view of my pale white limbs wrapped around this dark stallion of a man.
Ron kissed me very gently and for the first time my hands held him tightly against me as they tentatively explored the topography of his solid flesh. Fuck! I had lost count of how many orgasms I had when Ron started moving inside of me again. What? I pulled my head back and looked at him.
"You didn't cum?" I asked incredulously.
"I have a lot of self-control and stamina," he smiled. "Besides, this was about fucking your brains out, remember?"
"You certainly have ... um ... are," I panted as he picked up the pace and was again driving the hardest muscle in his body into my battered pussy.
This time I wasn't a helpless recipient but a full-fledged partner in a frenetic sex dance that had us sweating and gyrating across his bed. Driven by each other's pleasure, we crushed our chests together and ground our pelvises like we were merging into one being. I planted my feet on his mattress and humped feverishly against his rhythmic thrashing, clenching my nearly pulverized pussy muscles around his pistoning girth. I rolled my hips as he withdrew and then slammed back as he plunged forward.
"Ohhhhh! Ron!" I cried as he took one last lunging stroke and drove us both over the crest.
"AAARRRGGHHHH!" he moaned and grunted as he jerkily deposited load after load of built up cum into my already soggy pussy. I was so far beyond mere pleasure that I can barely describe how completely melted and formless my pussy felt. It was like my whole body had turned into a creamy gelatin whose sole purpose was to send euphoric messages to my brain. My heart was rapidly stomping out a world beat rhythm and I was literally breathless.
Ron's climax slowed to an occasional spasm and he collapsed on top of me with his spent cock filling my tired pussy. I was exhausted but my hands were making up for lost time exploring his beautiful body. I was combing my fingers through his short cushiony hair and tracing the muscles on his back as we caught our breath.
"Wow," I whispered unable to put into words how I was feeling.
"Likewise," he answered. "You were more than I had ever imagined."
"I didn't do anything but lie here restrained," I retorted. "How was I more?"
"Oh Beth," he shook his head. "The lustful responsiveness of your body for one thing and your unexpected trust to let me do all of this ... and your beauty ... your husband is a fucking idiot."
I didn't have a response for that so I just kissed him, a long, slow, sensuous kiss. I caressed the back of his neck as I delivered a full-on tongue assault on his mouth. We crushed our lips together as our tongues danced between each other's mouth. The kiss lasted until I felt his cock recovering and I almost choked.
"You're k**ding!" I exclaimed as I broke the kiss.
"Hey, I've only cum once," he lightly shrugged. "That's not exactly demonstrative of high stamina." Ohmygod! He was right. I was going to get fucked again. Damn! I almost wondered if I would survive it.
"Wait," I said. "I want to be on top this time."
"Trying to get some control back?" he asked teasingly. Maybe he was right but that wasn't what I was thinking about. I had been staring at his back on the monitor and I wanted a chance to watch his chest and six-pack abs.
"Unwrap your arms and legs from around me," he said quietly. I did as he asked and he lifted me up and flipped us over without taking his cock out of my juicy hole. A girl could get used to that kind of strength.
"Now, you're in control," he acknowledged as I sat up on his semi-erect cock. The cuffs around my wrists gave me an idea.
"Do you ever wear these?" I asked, unsnapping the fasteners.
"Sometimes," he answered, raising his eyebrows at me.
"Do you mind?" I asked as I slipped the recently removed cuff around his left wrist.
"Not at all," he said, moving his arm up so I could snap it to the bedpost tether. Hmm. This was going to be interesting. I secured his other wrist but decided against his ankles since I was going to be straddling him.
With his arms stretched out, the contour of his chest was even more prominent and I couldn't resist bracing my hands against it as I abruptly got another idea.
"I want to suck you hard," I whispered as I leaned forward, lightly kissing his lips and disengaged myself from his impressive tool.
"No argument from me," he smiled as if amused at the abruptness of my changing ideas.
Kneeling between his legs I finally got a close up look at his massive cock. Jesus Christ! It wasn't even fully erect and I was already wondering how the whole thing had fit into my pussy.
That crude old saying, 'hung like a horse," would not have been an exaggeration. That was even before I got a look at his testicles. Fuck! No wonder it felt like he would never stop cumming. He spread his legs to give me easier access as I cupped his giant balls in my hand and gently stroked his cock.
"This whole thing was inside me?" I asked almost rhetorically as I worshipfully wrapped my hands around his huge black hunk of masculinity and pulled the skin down tight around his cockhead.
"Pleasingly so," he answered, nearly gasping as I flicked my tongue across his over-sized dome.
Ron's cock was so long that even with both hands around it, one against the base and the other right next to it, there was still enough room for me to suck his cockhead completely into my mouth. Damn! He arched his back as I sucked him like a lollipop, swirling my tongue around as I lightly jacked his cock with my hands. He was pushing up, trying to get more of it into my mouth but I held him off, slurping on his swollen cockhead until I felt his arousal start to build.
Holy shit! His cock was pushing my fingers apart as it thickened and extended into a fully erect tower of manhood. I released my left hand and let half of his length slide into my mouth as he moaned his appreciation.
"Ahhhh, Beth! That feels so fucking good," he sighed as I kept one hand around the base and pumped his lengthy cock in and out of my wide-stretched mouth.
Instead of working up a steady rhythm, I alternated between sucking him and licking up and down the length of his imposing shaft. Swiping my tongue along the blue-black veins bulging from the sides of his fully developed muscle, I felt his black monster pulsating feverishly against my fingers.
He was so fucking hard and my pussy was anxiously going into overdrive. I was dying to ride this thing at my pace, without any restraints. Not to mention that I was just a little nervous about this cannon shooting off in my mouth. Fuck, it could blow the back of my head off.
Releasing his fully erect, incredibly desirous cock, I kissed my way up his body, licking his gorgeous black pecs before settling my aroused pussy against his shaft.
"My turn to fuck your brains out," I whispered, raising myself up and positioning my opening over his throbbing cock.
I sat up and his bulk easily slid into my cum-filled hole. Leaning my hands against his muscular chest I began to rock my extremely full pussy back and forth. Damn! He was solid muscle in both places. Who knew this black Adonis had been living right next door? Responding to his lustful eyes and his arched back, I rocked a little faster as I traced my fingers around his rock-hard pecs and down across his well-toned abdomen.
Thinking I was going to be in control, I was surprised when without warning he pulled his knees up, arched his back and thrust upward, lifting us both completely off the bed. When he dropped back down, I was momentarily suspended with my pussy near the top of his cock before I slammed back down, burying it to the hilt and releasing a new flood of juices inside my already slippery hole.
"Oh, Fuck!" I cried as he smiled devilishly at me. "I take it I was moving a little too slowly for you?" I laughed, repositioning myself on his cock and rocking a little faster.
"I like to surprise you," he said, ignoring my question, again! I picked up the pace, leaning my hands on his wonderfully firm chest as I ground my fiery pussy on his mammoth cock.
"Oh yeah!" I moaned as the rhythm of our fucking increased and I was riding him like the black stallion that he was with his amazing stamina and his horse-sized cock. My tits were jiggling all over my chest as I bounced up and down and stretched my pussy around his girth.
You might think with as many orgasms as Ron had already given me that this one would build up slowly but you'd be wrong. Another one was rapidly approaching and the friction from his wide cock was driving me crazy. The loud suction-like sound every time I pulled up just added to the intensity of my arousal.
The restraints were a mistake. It was different when I was sucking him and teasing his cock but now I wanted his hands on me. Clenching my pussy around his cock, I leaned up and unsnapped the tether from his left hand and then his right.
"Touch me," I breathed, sitting up straight again, trying to recapture the lost rhythm. He responded instantly, fondling my breasts and holding them so they didn't pound against my chest.
Then his hands were everywhere as I rode him like a crazy woman. He was squeezing my breasts, pinching my nipples, grabbing my hips to force me down harder as he thrust up to meet my downward plunges. Once again, I was out of control as we were urging each other closer and closer to the summit.
"OH FUCK!" I screamed, pounding my fists against his chest as my orgasm blasted through my sizzling pussy, shaking my body to its core. I was panting, my heart was pounding and it seemed like I just kept cumming forever.
Ron didn't let go; he just kept slamming me down on his engorged cock as my trembling pussy quivered through incredible waves of orgasmic delight.
"Ohhh! Beth!" he cried as he jerked me down hard one last time and blew a flood of cum inside my well-fucked pussy. He jerkily shuddered through several smaller discharges as I crumpled onto his beautiful, black chest.
"Damn," I sighed as my pussy continued to vibrate around his spent cock and I nearly passed out from the pleasure.
"Yes," he responded while kissing my hair and gently squeezing my ass cheeks with his over-sized hands.
I don't know how long we stayed like that. I must have dozed off because the next thing I remember Ron was carrying me into his bathroom and placing me into a steamy, hot bathtub. Kneeling on the floor next to the tub he washed my entire body with an ultra soft sponge.
"The soap is unscented," he said casually. "Nothing to give you away when you get home." He smiled as he did a particularly thorough job of washing my vagina and ensuring there was no residual leaking of questionable fluids. Unlike his lovemaking, the bath was almost asexual, just a nice, tender conclusion to a surprisingly exhilarating evening.
"Don't settle," Ron whispered as he helped me from the tub and toweled off my body. "If your husband doesn't come to his senses, don't just accept it. If you need to get away, I'd love nothing better than to take you away for a week to a little place I have in the mountains."
"I don't think I would survive a week of this," I laughed, but it was nice to be wanted. "I feel like a wet dishrag right now," I said, lightly kissing his lips.
"Do you want to borrow another t-shirt," he asked as he put his sweat pants back. "I'll walk you home so you can give it back," he offered.
"Why don't you just carry me home?" I teased, but he didn't take it that way. The next thing I knew I was being carried naked across the short sidewalk that divided our houses. It was morning and the sun was just peeking out over the horizon.
"You are crazy," I laughed as he set me down next to my sliding glass door. "I had a wonderful night," I added, wrapping my arm around his neck and kissing him hard on the lips, while my hand rested against his muscular chest.
"Me too," he sighed. "I think partly because it was so unexpected," he whispered. "If you want to do it again, I'll be waiting ... and watching," he added with a smile. Oh my. I had forgotten about that. What was I going to do about his watching?
"I might have to close my curtains," I teased.
"You might," he smiled as he turned and headed home.
I was exhausted and exhilarated as I crashed out on top of my bed, falling immediately into a deep slumber. I never saw the message light blinking on the answering machine until I awoke much later in the day and it was the most disconcerting message you could imagine.
"Hi Hon," my husband's voice sounded from the tiny speaker. "I guess you're up and out early, maybe swimming a few laps?" The message was time stamped at 6:30 a.m. "I would have sent you my usual good morning text, but Jennifer has my cellphone. She accidentally threw it in her briefcase last night with a bunch of stuff she was taking home. I was going crazy trying to figure out what happened to it until she called." He was laughing, and I picked up a hint of exhaustion in his voice. Maybe he did work all night. "Anyway, see you tonight for dinner. I love you. Bye."
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What the fuck have I done? Here I thought I was so smart with that Find My iPhone app. Could it be true? Did he really just work all night while I was next door, handcuffed to Ron's bed? Oh my God! What kind of slut wife would do something like that?
I was lying naked on my bed, my pussy aching from my overnight adventure, with tears streaming down my cheeks. Fuck! I clenched my fists. What was I going to do? Why did I go swimming? Why did Ron have to be watching me? I was normally a clear thinking, problem solver but I had never faced anything like this before. Twelve years of marriage nearly down the drain because of one terribly wrong assumption. I just stared at the ceiling, completely immobilized, trying to make sense of this horrible nightmare.
Stop it! Time to shut down the pity party, my self-talk kicked in. You can't turn back the clock so what are you going to do? First, I knew I could never tell Ken what I had done. That would only exacerbate the situation. Second, the only right answer was to never, ever do anything like this again and figure out some way to make it up to him.
Right there and then I decided I would have to be the most loving, generous, sexually enticing wife a man could ever desire. For the rest of our lives, he would want for nothing.
I started crying again when I realized that I couldn't remember the last time we had made love. It had been almost a month and it had been so perfunctory I couldn't even recall the details. Did I blow him? Damnit! I have obviously not been the wife I should have been. That changes right now, today!
By the time Ron got home that evening, I was ready to start fulfilling my pledge. My hair and makeup were as near to perfect as I could get them, I was dressed in a sleek, cleavage displaying dress that Ken liked so much, and I had prepared his favorite meal. Ron was somewhat surprised but accepted the new me with so much enthusiasm that as soon as dinner was over he wasted no time getting me into bed.
Intent on making it a memorable night, I gave him a long, languid blowjob, licking and sucking him to near climax several times before finishing him with a deep-throated release. I immediately sucked him hard again and rode him to the most satisfying mutual orgasm we had had in years.
If there was a silver lining to my one night of debauchery it was the rejuvenation of our love life. From that point on, we never missed an opportunity to fuck. Not only was I always willing but I was frequently the initiator of our adventurous coupling. We were like newly weds, even ducking into the restroom during a party at a friend's house for a frenetic doggy style fuck. We were insatiable.
One night I even proposed the concept of restraints, telling Ken I had read about it in a book called "Fifty Shades of Grey". He loved the idea and visited a sex shop the very next day. He proved every bit as effective as Ron at driving me out of my mind while restricting my movements.
I never cheated again and eventually that night with Ron seemed more like a dream than a memory. Ken and I would still run into Ron on the driveway from time to time and I would always smile and nod. He was always pleasant but never gave a hint of acknowledgement of our one night of sin.
Several years later, an ironic footnote was added to our story. Ken and I were engaged in some rousing sex-play when I learned he actually had been fucking his co-worker that night. Can you believe it? He let it slip with a careless remark about Ron, the ceiling camera and video monitor. It was a good thing he had me handcuffed to the bed at the time or I might have killed him.
"You lying bastard!" I cried, twisting and turning against the restraints. "Let me up," I yelled through gritted teeth. I was lying spread-eagle on the bed and Ken had been eating my pussy just a minute ago.
"Calm down, Beth," he begged. "Please, let me explain."
"Explain that you're a lying, cheating bastard?" I cried again, tugging harder at the restraints.
"Please, Honey," he sat on the edge of the bed. "Just listen a second." I apparently didn't have much choice so I took a deep breath.
"You've got two minutes buster, then you better release me," I said tersely.
Ken quickly explained that Ron was so concerned with my obvious distress over my husband's infidelity that he had called him that night while I was sleeping. He even helped Ken concoct the story about how his phone got to Jennifer's place to explain the GPS tracker. What the fuck?
I just stared at him, but in the back of my mind Ron's motive seemed plausible. But it didn't end there. Ron also told Ken about me getting locked out and even provided him a DVD of the highlights of our night together! Can you fucking imagine? Now I wasn't just angry, I was mortified.
"Beth, that was the most erotic thing I had ever seen," Ken said quietly, referring to the DVD. "But the fact that it was another man, not me, giving you that much pleasure made me sick to my stomach. Ron had shamed and humiliated me but I knew what I had to do." He was hanging his head and waiting to see if I would let him continue. I had stopped struggling and nodded mutely for him to go on.
"I quit seeing Jennifer immediately and I never cheated on you again," he declared. "I swear it. Then I set my mind to learning how to give you that kind of pleasure. I used Ron's DVD like kind of an instructional video, comparing your reactions to what Ron did, to how you were reacting to my efforts." I had never seen Ken look so forlorn. We were both crying as we silently stared at each other for several minutes. I reluctantly conceded that he had been very successful with his efforts.
With his confession finished, he unfastened the cuffs and left me alone to sort out my feelings. It was like I was right back to square one; we had both cheated. Where did that leave us? Were we even? I tried to remain calm and think objectively but I couldn't focus.
The quilt and shame I had lived with for the past ten years had been replaced with anger and chagrin. How could I get past that? It took me quite a while to process this new reality and sort through my feelings. But after considerable contemplation, I came to the realization that Ron had actually done a wonderful thing for us. Astounding as it sounds, he had single-handedly saved our marriage.
He could easily have enticed me to carry on an affair with him under the rationale of getting even with my husband. Instead he unselfishly did the one thing that would ensure I would try to improve my marriage. And it worked. Ken and I were together and both happily monogamous.
I will never forget what Ron did nor will I forget our one night together, which I now cling to as a much more favorable memory. Thank you, Ron. I'll leave the curtains open.
The answer was a resounding yes! Him and that goddamn tongue of his easily overpowered my drenched pussy and sent ecstatic signals pulsating throughout my body. My nipples were particularly receptive to these new pleasure waves and longed to be touched and sucked as they tightened up even more than before. The woman on the monitor was out of control. It was like I was watching someone else's aching nipples straining for attention as Ron's head bobbed up and down between her legs.
"Fuck me, Ron," I begged, my voice barely working and my words coming out in short gasps. "I need you to fuck me, now." I didn't know if he could hear me but if he did, he didn't respond. He just kept chewing on my sopping cunt, driving me farther and farther into a deranged state of extreme blissfulness.
"Oh God! I'm fucking cumming again," I cried. My body was beyond my control and the orgasm shook me senseless, racking my whole being with such gushing tremors that I was nearly convulsing against my constraints. Somewhere in my semi-conscious state, I felt Ron's body move over mine and once again he pushed his flavorful tongue into my mouth only this time he also pushed his massive cock into my splayed open cunt.
My still spasming pussy stretched around his girth and I strained against my ankle cuffs, trying to pull my knees up, to no avail.
"You are insatiable," Ron whispered as he broke the kiss and smiled at me. "Are we out of control yet?" he asked again and I just rolled my eyes at him. At least I think I did, even my eyes didn't feel like they were mine to control.
He started to slowly glide in and out of me and I wondered where I would find the strength to respond to his powerful strokes. After his intense finger and oral stimulations, he was surprisingly patient and gentle as he leisurely rocked his massive cock in and out of my saturated pussy. As the orgasm-induced fog cleared from my brain, I realized he was finally giving me a chance to catch my breath, albeit with a huge cock inside of me as a major distraction.
"You feel better than anyone I've ever known," he said tenderly as he lightly brushed his lips against mine.
"You make me feel better than anyone ever has," I answered, licking my lips and waiting for more kisses. But instead of kisses, Ron had something else in mind. Just as I was starting to respond to his glorious cock, he withdrew it and crawled forward again, this time placing his knees on either side of my chest and his wet cockhead against my lips.
"I told you that you'd get more chances to taste your saucy flavor, didn't I?" He smiled as he slid his pussy-flavored cock into my mouth.
"Oh yeah, baby," Ron moaned as I swirled my tongue around his beautiful black cockhead. "Look at the monitor," he commanded when I briefly closed my eyes to savor the feeling of his rock solid cock penetrating my warm mouth. Opening my eyes, I saw my pink lips stretched around his thick black cock as he slowly fed me another two inches. My tongue flicked the underside as I sucked his thick monstrous cock.
"Man, that feels nice," Ron said as I rocked my head as best I could, letting him fuck my mouth as I watched it on the monitor. "I almost want to stay like this and cum in your mouth," he sighed. "Almost." Pulling his cock out, he adroitly slid all the way down my body until his head was between my legs again. Sucking my clit into his mouth he quickly flicked his tongue across it.
"Holy shit!!!" I cried, but his mouth was gone as rapidly as it had appeared and he was sucking my aching nipples. "Yes! Oh God, yes!" I moaned at the overdue pleasure afforded my neglected breasts but that didn't last long either. His face was over mine and his cock was back inside my enflamed pussy, rhythmically pumping in and out before I could savor any of the pleasure his mouth had been giving me.
"What the fuck are you?" I asked but he shoved his tongue into my mouth instead of answering me. Now we were really fucking!
He stopped twice more to feed his cock into my mouth, each time abandoning my aching pussy when it was right on the verge of orgasm. I moaned as I sucked him, yearning for him to finish what he'd started. The third time he stopped literally seconds before my ultimate release. I struggled as much as I could, twisting and screaming that if he put that anywhere near my mouth I would bit it off.
He just smiled and positioned himself over my chest, squeezing my full breasts around his slippery cock and tit fucked me while he teased my nipples with his fingers. My pussy was on fire but I was mesmerized by the sight of his big black cock sliding up and down between my comparatively colorless breasts while he pinched and twisted my nipples, stretching them out almost painfully before letting them spring back into place more fully aroused than before.
"Ron," I begged. "I need you to fuck me."
"I am fucking you, Beth," he smiled as he released my breasts and slid back down my sweat-soaked body to suck my throbbing clit into his mouth.
"Ohhhh yeah!" I cried but he stopped short of giving me the climax I so desperately needed.
"You're not out of control enough yet," he laughed and he slowly crawled up my torso.
"Not out of control enough?" I nearly shrieked. "How fucking out of control do I have to be?" I felt as out of control as I had ever been and my body was screaming for another orgasm when he plunged his cock back into my soggy cunt.
"Yes! Yes! Yessss!" I cried, tears streaming down my cheeks. My body felt like one big liquefied pussy as Ron jackhammered his massive cock into me over and over, driving me to such an unbelievable crescendo that I thought I might pass out.
I watched his well-defined back muscles rippling from his exertion and I ached to dig my fingers into them and claw his back raw. I was nearly delirious but I couldn't tear my eyes away from the monitor and the view of his well-formed black ass rapidly clenching and unclenching as he thrust into me again and again.
Handcuffed, spread-eagle on his bed, I was completely out of control and at his mercy as he pummeled me with his enormously thick cock. I wanted to arch my back and cling to his muscular shoulders and climax with my arms and legs wrapped around his body.
"Pleeeeeese!" I begged and pleaded between gasps of unparalleled pleasure. He was pounding me so hard that I didn't even notice he had released my hand constraints until I was pulling against them and my arms slapped against his shoulder. Yes!
He barely missed a stroke as he tugged at my ankle constraints as well. I still had the cuffs around my ankles and wrists but there must have been some kind of quick release on the tethers. Pulling my knees up, I started bucking my ass off the bed in sync with his rhythmic pounding. I wrapped my arms around him, holding on for dear life as my nails dug into his strong back and my pussy grasped for that elusive pinnacle of pleasure.
"OHHHHH FUUUUK!" I screamed as my orgasm exploded and my body shook with earthquake level tremors. Fuck! I was convulsing uncontrollably as I clung to his muscular frame with both my legs and my arms wrapped around him.
Ron had slammed his cock into me at the first sign of my orgasm and, with his hands squeezing my ass cheeks, kept himself completely immersed in my spasming pussy throughout my prolonged climax. I was still quivering when he settled us back onto the bed and I finally opened my eyes. I almost smiled at the video monitor's view of my pale white limbs wrapped around this dark stallion of a man.
Ron kissed me very gently and for the first time my hands held him tightly against me as they tentatively explored the topography of his solid flesh. Fuck! I had lost count of how many orgasms I had when Ron started moving inside of me again. What? I pulled my head back and looked at him.
"You didn't cum?" I asked incredulously.
"I have a lot of self-control and stamina," he smiled. "Besides, this was about fucking your brains out, remember?"
"You certainly have ... um ... are," I panted as he picked up the pace and was again driving the hardest muscle in his body into my battered pussy.
This time I wasn't a helpless recipient but a full-fledged partner in a frenetic sex dance that had us sweating and gyrating across his bed. Driven by each other's pleasure, we crushed our chests together and ground our pelvises like we were merging into one being. I planted my feet on his mattress and humped feverishly against his rhythmic thrashing, clenching my nearly pulverized pussy muscles around his pistoning girth. I rolled my hips as he withdrew and then slammed back as he plunged forward.
"Ohhhhh! Ron!" I cried as he took one last lunging stroke and drove us both over the crest.
"AAARRRGGHHHH!" he moaned and grunted as he jerkily deposited load after load of built up cum into my already soggy pussy. I was so far beyond mere pleasure that I can barely describe how completely melted and formless my pussy felt. It was like my whole body had turned into a creamy gelatin whose sole purpose was to send euphoric messages to my brain. My heart was rapidly stomping out a world beat rhythm and I was literally breathless.
Ron's climax slowed to an occasional spasm and he collapsed on top of me with his spent cock filling my tired pussy. I was exhausted but my hands were making up for lost time exploring his beautiful body. I was combing my fingers through his short cushiony hair and tracing the muscles on his back as we caught our breath.
"Wow," I whispered unable to put into words how I was feeling.
"Likewise," he answered. "You were more than I had ever imagined."
"I didn't do anything but lie here restrained," I retorted. "How was I more?"
"Oh Beth," he shook his head. "The lustful responsiveness of your body for one thing and your unexpected trust to let me do all of this ... and your beauty ... your husband is a fucking idiot."
I didn't have a response for that so I just kissed him, a long, slow, sensuous kiss. I caressed the back of his neck as I delivered a full-on tongue assault on his mouth. We crushed our lips together as our tongues danced between each other's mouth. The kiss lasted until I felt his cock recovering and I almost choked.
"You're k**ding!" I exclaimed as I broke the kiss.
"Hey, I've only cum once," he lightly shrugged. "That's not exactly demonstrative of high stamina." Ohmygod! He was right. I was going to get fucked again. Damn! I almost wondered if I would survive it.
"Wait," I said. "I want to be on top this time."
"Trying to get some control back?" he asked teasingly. Maybe he was right but that wasn't what I was thinking about. I had been staring at his back on the monitor and I wanted a chance to watch his chest and six-pack abs.
"Unwrap your arms and legs from around me," he said quietly. I did as he asked and he lifted me up and flipped us over without taking his cock out of my juicy hole. A girl could get used to that kind of strength.
"Now, you're in control," he acknowledged as I sat up on his semi-erect cock. The cuffs around my wrists gave me an idea.
"Do you ever wear these?" I asked, unsnapping the fasteners.
"Sometimes," he answered, raising his eyebrows at me.
"Do you mind?" I asked as I slipped the recently removed cuff around his left wrist.
"Not at all," he said, moving his arm up so I could snap it to the bedpost tether. Hmm. This was going to be interesting. I secured his other wrist but decided against his ankles since I was going to be straddling him.
With his arms stretched out, the contour of his chest was even more prominent and I couldn't resist bracing my hands against it as I abruptly got another idea.
"I want to suck you hard," I whispered as I leaned forward, lightly kissing his lips and disengaged myself from his impressive tool.
"No argument from me," he smiled as if amused at the abruptness of my changing ideas.
Kneeling between his legs I finally got a close up look at his massive cock. Jesus Christ! It wasn't even fully erect and I was already wondering how the whole thing had fit into my pussy.
That crude old saying, 'hung like a horse," would not have been an exaggeration. That was even before I got a look at his testicles. Fuck! No wonder it felt like he would never stop cumming. He spread his legs to give me easier access as I cupped his giant balls in my hand and gently stroked his cock.
"This whole thing was inside me?" I asked almost rhetorically as I worshipfully wrapped my hands around his huge black hunk of masculinity and pulled the skin down tight around his cockhead.
"Pleasingly so," he answered, nearly gasping as I flicked my tongue across his over-sized dome.
Ron's cock was so long that even with both hands around it, one against the base and the other right next to it, there was still enough room for me to suck his cockhead completely into my mouth. Damn! He arched his back as I sucked him like a lollipop, swirling my tongue around as I lightly jacked his cock with my hands. He was pushing up, trying to get more of it into my mouth but I held him off, slurping on his swollen cockhead until I felt his arousal start to build.
Holy shit! His cock was pushing my fingers apart as it thickened and extended into a fully erect tower of manhood. I released my left hand and let half of his length slide into my mouth as he moaned his appreciation.
"Ahhhh, Beth! That feels so fucking good," he sighed as I kept one hand around the base and pumped his lengthy cock in and out of my wide-stretched mouth.
Instead of working up a steady rhythm, I alternated between sucking him and licking up and down the length of his imposing shaft. Swiping my tongue along the blue-black veins bulging from the sides of his fully developed muscle, I felt his black monster pulsating feverishly against my fingers.
He was so fucking hard and my pussy was anxiously going into overdrive. I was dying to ride this thing at my pace, without any restraints. Not to mention that I was just a little nervous about this cannon shooting off in my mouth. Fuck, it could blow the back of my head off.
Releasing his fully erect, incredibly desirous cock, I kissed my way up his body, licking his gorgeous black pecs before settling my aroused pussy against his shaft.
"My turn to fuck your brains out," I whispered, raising myself up and positioning my opening over his throbbing cock.
I sat up and his bulk easily slid into my cum-filled hole. Leaning my hands against his muscular chest I began to rock my extremely full pussy back and forth. Damn! He was solid muscle in both places. Who knew this black Adonis had been living right next door? Responding to his lustful eyes and his arched back, I rocked a little faster as I traced my fingers around his rock-hard pecs and down across his well-toned abdomen.
Thinking I was going to be in control, I was surprised when without warning he pulled his knees up, arched his back and thrust upward, lifting us both completely off the bed. When he dropped back down, I was momentarily suspended with my pussy near the top of his cock before I slammed back down, burying it to the hilt and releasing a new flood of juices inside my already slippery hole.
"Oh, Fuck!" I cried as he smiled devilishly at me. "I take it I was moving a little too slowly for you?" I laughed, repositioning myself on his cock and rocking a little faster.
"I like to surprise you," he said, ignoring my question, again! I picked up the pace, leaning my hands on his wonderfully firm chest as I ground my fiery pussy on his mammoth cock.
"Oh yeah!" I moaned as the rhythm of our fucking increased and I was riding him like the black stallion that he was with his amazing stamina and his horse-sized cock. My tits were jiggling all over my chest as I bounced up and down and stretched my pussy around his girth.
You might think with as many orgasms as Ron had already given me that this one would build up slowly but you'd be wrong. Another one was rapidly approaching and the friction from his wide cock was driving me crazy. The loud suction-like sound every time I pulled up just added to the intensity of my arousal.
The restraints were a mistake. It was different when I was sucking him and teasing his cock but now I wanted his hands on me. Clenching my pussy around his cock, I leaned up and unsnapped the tether from his left hand and then his right.
"Touch me," I breathed, sitting up straight again, trying to recapture the lost rhythm. He responded instantly, fondling my breasts and holding them so they didn't pound against my chest.
Then his hands were everywhere as I rode him like a crazy woman. He was squeezing my breasts, pinching my nipples, grabbing my hips to force me down harder as he thrust up to meet my downward plunges. Once again, I was out of control as we were urging each other closer and closer to the summit.
"OH FUCK!" I screamed, pounding my fists against his chest as my orgasm blasted through my sizzling pussy, shaking my body to its core. I was panting, my heart was pounding and it seemed like I just kept cumming forever.
Ron didn't let go; he just kept slamming me down on his engorged cock as my trembling pussy quivered through incredible waves of orgasmic delight.
"Ohhh! Beth!" he cried as he jerked me down hard one last time and blew a flood of cum inside my well-fucked pussy. He jerkily shuddered through several smaller discharges as I crumpled onto his beautiful, black chest.
"Damn," I sighed as my pussy continued to vibrate around his spent cock and I nearly passed out from the pleasure.
"Yes," he responded while kissing my hair and gently squeezing my ass cheeks with his over-sized hands.
I don't know how long we stayed like that. I must have dozed off because the next thing I remember Ron was carrying me into his bathroom and placing me into a steamy, hot bathtub. Kneeling on the floor next to the tub he washed my entire body with an ultra soft sponge.
"The soap is unscented," he said casually. "Nothing to give you away when you get home." He smiled as he did a particularly thorough job of washing my vagina and ensuring there was no residual leaking of questionable fluids. Unlike his lovemaking, the bath was almost asexual, just a nice, tender conclusion to a surprisingly exhilarating evening.
"Don't settle," Ron whispered as he helped me from the tub and toweled off my body. "If your husband doesn't come to his senses, don't just accept it. If you need to get away, I'd love nothing better than to take you away for a week to a little place I have in the mountains."
"I don't think I would survive a week of this," I laughed, but it was nice to be wanted. "I feel like a wet dishrag right now," I said, lightly kissing his lips.
"Do you want to borrow another t-shirt," he asked as he put his sweat pants back. "I'll walk you home so you can give it back," he offered.
"Why don't you just carry me home?" I teased, but he didn't take it that way. The next thing I knew I was being carried naked across the short sidewalk that divided our houses. It was morning and the sun was just peeking out over the horizon.
"You are crazy," I laughed as he set me down next to my sliding glass door. "I had a wonderful night," I added, wrapping my arm around his neck and kissing him hard on the lips, while my hand rested against his muscular chest.
"Me too," he sighed. "I think partly because it was so unexpected," he whispered. "If you want to do it again, I'll be waiting ... and watching," he added with a smile. Oh my. I had forgotten about that. What was I going to do about his watching?
"I might have to close my curtains," I teased.
"You might," he smiled as he turned and headed home.
I was exhausted and exhilarated as I crashed out on top of my bed, falling immediately into a deep slumber. I never saw the message light blinking on the answering machine until I awoke much later in the day and it was the most disconcerting message you could imagine.
"Hi Hon," my husband's voice sounded from the tiny speaker. "I guess you're up and out early, maybe swimming a few laps?" The message was time stamped at 6:30 a.m. "I would have sent you my usual good morning text, but Jennifer has my cellphone. She accidentally threw it in her briefcase last night with a bunch of stuff she was taking home. I was going crazy trying to figure out what happened to it until she called." He was laughing, and I picked up a hint of exhaustion in his voice. Maybe he did work all night. "Anyway, see you tonight for dinner. I love you. Bye."
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What the fuck have I done? Here I thought I was so smart with that Find My iPhone app. Could it be true? Did he really just work all night while I was next door, handcuffed to Ron's bed? Oh my God! What kind of slut wife would do something like that?
I was lying naked on my bed, my pussy aching from my overnight adventure, with tears streaming down my cheeks. Fuck! I clenched my fists. What was I going to do? Why did I go swimming? Why did Ron have to be watching me? I was normally a clear thinking, problem solver but I had never faced anything like this before. Twelve years of marriage nearly down the drain because of one terribly wrong assumption. I just stared at the ceiling, completely immobilized, trying to make sense of this horrible nightmare.
Stop it! Time to shut down the pity party, my self-talk kicked in. You can't turn back the clock so what are you going to do? First, I knew I could never tell Ken what I had done. That would only exacerbate the situation. Second, the only right answer was to never, ever do anything like this again and figure out some way to make it up to him.
Right there and then I decided I would have to be the most loving, generous, sexually enticing wife a man could ever desire. For the rest of our lives, he would want for nothing.
I started crying again when I realized that I couldn't remember the last time we had made love. It had been almost a month and it had been so perfunctory I couldn't even recall the details. Did I blow him? Damnit! I have obviously not been the wife I should have been. That changes right now, today!
By the time Ron got home that evening, I was ready to start fulfilling my pledge. My hair and makeup were as near to perfect as I could get them, I was dressed in a sleek, cleavage displaying dress that Ken liked so much, and I had prepared his favorite meal. Ron was somewhat surprised but accepted the new me with so much enthusiasm that as soon as dinner was over he wasted no time getting me into bed.
Intent on making it a memorable night, I gave him a long, languid blowjob, licking and sucking him to near climax several times before finishing him with a deep-throated release. I immediately sucked him hard again and rode him to the most satisfying mutual orgasm we had had in years.
If there was a silver lining to my one night of debauchery it was the rejuvenation of our love life. From that point on, we never missed an opportunity to fuck. Not only was I always willing but I was frequently the initiator of our adventurous coupling. We were like newly weds, even ducking into the restroom during a party at a friend's house for a frenetic doggy style fuck. We were insatiable.
One night I even proposed the concept of restraints, telling Ken I had read about it in a book called "Fifty Shades of Grey". He loved the idea and visited a sex shop the very next day. He proved every bit as effective as Ron at driving me out of my mind while restricting my movements.
I never cheated again and eventually that night with Ron seemed more like a dream than a memory. Ken and I would still run into Ron on the driveway from time to time and I would always smile and nod. He was always pleasant but never gave a hint of acknowledgement of our one night of sin.
Several years later, an ironic footnote was added to our story. Ken and I were engaged in some rousing sex-play when I learned he actually had been fucking his co-worker that night. Can you believe it? He let it slip with a careless remark about Ron, the ceiling camera and video monitor. It was a good thing he had me handcuffed to the bed at the time or I might have killed him.
"You lying bastard!" I cried, twisting and turning against the restraints. "Let me up," I yelled through gritted teeth. I was lying spread-eagle on the bed and Ken had been eating my pussy just a minute ago.
"Calm down, Beth," he begged. "Please, let me explain."
"Explain that you're a lying, cheating bastard?" I cried again, tugging harder at the restraints.
"Please, Honey," he sat on the edge of the bed. "Just listen a second." I apparently didn't have much choice so I took a deep breath.
"You've got two minutes buster, then you better release me," I said tersely.
Ken quickly explained that Ron was so concerned with my obvious distress over my husband's infidelity that he had called him that night while I was sleeping. He even helped Ken concoct the story about how his phone got to Jennifer's place to explain the GPS tracker. What the fuck?
I just stared at him, but in the back of my mind Ron's motive seemed plausible. But it didn't end there. Ron also told Ken about me getting locked out and even provided him a DVD of the highlights of our night together! Can you fucking imagine? Now I wasn't just angry, I was mortified.
"Beth, that was the most erotic thing I had ever seen," Ken said quietly, referring to the DVD. "But the fact that it was another man, not me, giving you that much pleasure made me sick to my stomach. Ron had shamed and humiliated me but I knew what I had to do." He was hanging his head and waiting to see if I would let him continue. I had stopped struggling and nodded mutely for him to go on.
"I quit seeing Jennifer immediately and I never cheated on you again," he declared. "I swear it. Then I set my mind to learning how to give you that kind of pleasure. I used Ron's DVD like kind of an instructional video, comparing your reactions to what Ron did, to how you were reacting to my efforts." I had never seen Ken look so forlorn. We were both crying as we silently stared at each other for several minutes. I reluctantly conceded that he had been very successful with his efforts.
With his confession finished, he unfastened the cuffs and left me alone to sort out my feelings. It was like I was right back to square one; we had both cheated. Where did that leave us? Were we even? I tried to remain calm and think objectively but I couldn't focus.
The quilt and shame I had lived with for the past ten years had been replaced with anger and chagrin. How could I get past that? It took me quite a while to process this new reality and sort through my feelings. But after considerable contemplation, I came to the realization that Ron had actually done a wonderful thing for us. Astounding as it sounds, he had single-handedly saved our marriage.
He could easily have enticed me to carry on an affair with him under the rationale of getting even with my husband. Instead he unselfishly did the one thing that would ensure I would try to improve my marriage. And it worked. Ken and I were together and both happily monogamous.
I will never forget what Ron did nor will I forget our one night together, which I now cling to as a much more favorable memory. Thank you, Ron. I'll leave the curtains open.
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