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I got home around one in the morning. Thankfully, I had left the lights on, otherwise I would have been stumbling around in the dark. I went to the bathroom only intending to shower, but Joey’s scent caught me as I undressed. I was immediately turned on again and my erection was aching for another taste of Joey. I took a warm shower as I stroked out another orgasm using the soap as lubricant.
I slept well that night but not nearly enough, waking as the alarm blared its morning song. Hopefully, we’d finish up the day’s work quickly. I dressed and left a note for Maelyn as I got ready to leave.
“I hope everything ended up okay last night. You can tell me all about it when I get home. Get some rest. Love K”
Work seemed to drag on. I was still fighting the fatigue from lack of sleep when Adam, my boss, came over to my station a scant hour after I arrived.
“Hey, Kev,” he said. “You’re looking beat today. Why don’t you head out of here early? It’s Friday, and the rest of us can handle what’s left. Go get some rest and come back Monday.”
“Thanks, Adam. I really need this. Call me if you need anything.”
I finished a few odd tasks before leaving, but I’d only been at work for two hours. My car could be seen leaving the parking lot just after ten thirty. Maybe I could go climb into bed with Maelyn when I got home. Funny thing about that…
I pulled into the driveway just about eleven. I noticed a silver Beamer parked behind Maelyn’s green Toyota. Odd. Why is Vicky here? (Vicky was Maelyn's best friend at work. Somehow, I'd never met her, but Maelyn had pointed her car out once when I dropped her off at work.) Maybe they were just celebrating a successful presentation. I parked on the street and made my way around the back of the house. Why not have a little fun, spook them a bit? I snuck in as quietly as I could. The girls were not in the kitchen, nor the living room, nor the…
Then I heard them. Voices. In the bedroom. I heard Maelyn, and Vic… No, that can’t be Vicky!? The voices got louder and were accompanied by sounds that could not be mistaken: a slap on bare skin, the bed creaking, an escaping moan of lust, the unmistakable sound of lips disengaging from a kiss. I eased over to the bedroom door which was still slightly open. The curtains were drawn but the lights were on, giving me a clear view of two mostly naked bodies grinding together on the bed.
Apparently, I wasn’t the only one in this household having an affair. But I, at least, was not having an affair in this household. I continued watching until I saw Maelyn roll over on top of her lover. She yanked the red bikini briefs down revealing a prick about three-quarters as long as mine, but at least twice as thick. She showed no hesitation in gaping her mouth to swallow as much of the cock as she could in one go then lifted off to properly lube it up with her spit.
I backed away quietly. No sense in disturbing their congress. My mind went on pause. First thing, get out as quick and quiet as possible. Don’t lose it yet, man. As quietly as I could, I grabbed my phone and jacket and exited the way I entered. Was the kitchen door locked when I came in? What other evidence did I leave behind? I’m fairly certain the two cheaters would have been too engrossed in each other to notice if anything was amiss. I made sure to lock the back door, though.
On my way past, I checked the silver Beamer to see if it really was Vicky’s car. Yup. Holy shit! Vicky is Victor! Pay attention to details, man. I must have missed the signs, the cues telling me Vicky was a dude, but wow. Honestly, I’d never met her, well, him, so I guess I wasn’t to blame. I continued out to the street before I sent a text to Joey.
[Busy?]
She texted an address in reply.
[I got a new toy. Come use it with me.]
Thankfully, it was still well before rush hour, even for a Friday. I made the trip in less than half an hour. I found the apartment complex fairly easily and a good place to park not far from the entrance. I texted Joey again to let her know I was parked.
She met me at the door dragging me inside with a kiss. She was wearing a bathrobe and little else, but that’s all I could figure out until we made it to her bed. She pushed me down on my back, my tie undone, my shirt unbuttoned, my fly unzipped. I playfully reached to disrobe her but she swatted away my attempts.
“Before we get too far, I just want to make sure you’re okay with this,” she didn’t ask.
“Joey, babe, I want this. Yes, I do,” I replied.
“I know you do.” She leaned down, kissing me deeply. “But I’m referring to," she opened her robe, "this."
I don’t know how I didn’t notice it as we kissed our way through her apartment. One would think I’d notice the obvious bulge dangling between her legs. In reality, I was completely oblivious until I saw the large rubber phallus and the harness she wore when the robe parted.
“It’s always been a fantasy of mine. And I noticed how much you enjoyed the little bit of attention I paid to your backside last time, so I was hoping…”
“Just fuck me already,” I interrupted.
You may wonder where that came from. I wondered myself. But I had just figured out what was really going on with Maelyn: there were no work projects other than her coworker. I mean, if I’m going to get fucked figuratively, I may as well embrace the opportunity to be fucked literally as well, especially by a gorgeous, buxom blonde.
Now of course, when anal sex is “in the offing,” especially unplanned anal sex, there is quite a bit of preparatory work to be done. Why bother with the disgusting minutiae of getting ready to be pummeled? I’ll just say that things slowed down for a bit while we made out in the shower and cleaned up. My cock, however, was rock hard the entire time: Joey made sure of that. She again had me on my back on her bed in seemingly no time.
She wore latex gloves covered in some kind of lubricant. She used one on my undying erection while the other massaged my backside and the area around my anus. She lifted my legs and, just as our first tryst, her tongue teased my hole. It tickled, to be honest, but then again, I’m fairly ticklish. It tickled but also was an amazing new sensation. She paused in her oral ministrations to use a lubricated finger at my opening. The finger was nothing new, but she moved her finger in a way I’d never felt before. My mouth hung open involuntarily as she stroked, my voice moaned in unexpected ecstasy. By the time my mind could pay attention again, I noticed she was removing two fingers to add a third.
I found these sensations to be somewhat disconcerting, but in a good way. I was confused by the enjoyment, confused at why this felt so good, confused as to why I hadn’t paid more attention to my asshole in the past.
Finally, the preparations were complete.
“Grab the back of your knees and pull,” she instructed. I felt her place a pillow under my raised ass. I knew where this was headed. The blonde looked me in the eye and was suddenly gentle.
“Are you ready to get fucked? I really want to do this, but you have to tell me you want it, too,” she said. “I’m not going to force you.”
Without a thought, I answered, “Yes.”
“Yes what? I need you to tell me.”
“Yes, I’m ready to get fucked.”
“Then ask for it,” she instructed.
“Please, Joey. Please, fuck my ass.”
She was gentle, much gentler than I’d expect (and much more gentle than I was the first time I plowed into my high school girlfriend’s ass). Slowly, she pressed the head to my hole, not forcing, but coaxing my anus to open. I felt the initial pop as the head slid in. She waited before pressing in further. Her gaze was locked on my face, judging my reaction, anticipating. I was sweating, but I wasn’t exerting any physical energy. I was concentrating wholly on the painful pleasure of her invading my ass.
“You are amazing, Joey,” I forced out during one of her pauses.
“Hush,” she urged.
I have no idea how long it took for me to take the whole dildo, nor do I have any idea just how big it was except to say it was big enough. Eventually, she had inserted the entire thing up my ass. (If I didn't know better which, honestly, I didn't know better, I would have said she'd had a multitude of experience breaking in a virgin.) She paused, leaning down to kiss me. It was an odd feeling, as though I was a woman and she a man, and our kiss reflected this reversal of roles. I felt an intense… emptiness when she started to pull out. She paused with just the head of her cock in me before pushing back in. It was both painful and pleasuring, uncomfortable and natural.
We moved together, slowly building up speed. She continued to pump in and out of me, becoming more forceful. I felt the merest hint of an acute pressure building deep in my inner core.
Our gazes locked on each other as my anal virginity was beaten out of me by her rubber phallus. Her look changed from insistent determination to utter bliss, with a few brief stops at “OMG” and “Holy fuck” along the way. I only wish I could tell you what my eyes communicated to her, but I could tell she was glad I was a willing recipient of her sexual aggressions.
Who knows how long it took before waves of pleasure spread throughout my entire being as she impaled me. I saw the lust in her eyes, the desire. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she shook and screamed in orgasmic bliss, the phallus buried deep in my body. I felt each and every one of her spasms, which activated that inner button all males have, and my own orgasm flooded my body. My erection emitted cum in an extended release. We kissed again. She collapsed on top of me.
By the time we had recovered the clock read four. I had enough time to shower (again) and be able to make it home to Maelyn at my usual time. Joey, on the other hand, made it her mission to empty my mind of anyone but her. Well, actually, she made it her mission to empty my balls of any remaining cum. When we kissed goodbye, I could still taste a hint of my cum on her tongue.
"Think I should tell my girlfriend about this?" I asked Joey before I left.
"What Mae doesn't know won't hurt her. Anyways, who needs monogamy?"
I drove home in relative silence. I hadn’t been thinking of the traffic before I left, but rush hour was in full effect. I called Maelyn, intending to leave a message saying I left the office late and was now stuck in traffic. But she answered.
“Hey there, hon. You on your way?” she answered the phone.
“Yeah, I’m stuck in traffic so I’ll be a bit late.”
“Ok. I’ll have dinner ready when you get here. Mwah.”
“See you soon. Mwah.” I hung up and turned my attention back to driving. Still, the traffic hardly moved for the next ten minutes.
Eventually, my car found its way back to my driveway. Surprisingly, Vicky’s car was still there. This should be interesting, I thought as I climbed out of my car. I took my time getting my stuff together and walking toward the door, not at all because I just took my first anal pounding. As I opened the front door, my eyes landed on rather smarmy looking man (who would have looked at home in a Mafia card room, were he clothed) sitting between a diminutive little Asian gal (more cute than beautiful) and Maelyn. All three were completely undressed and Maelyn’s hair was more than a little disheveled. Her hand didn’t move from the man’s cock when she addressed me.
“Hey, love. We need to talk…”
My first thought wasn't, "I can see that," nor, "Do you think?"
My first thought was, She knows.
My second was, I never told Joey my girlfriend's name...
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