“Marcus, I love it like this, I honestly do, it’s all true what I said about sex with you.”
“And what else love, what else.”
He was insistent, all the while he kept pumping in and out of me, he was much more forceful than before.
“Come on tell me,” he said loudly.
“I’m a little slut,” I said meekly.”
“Louder I can’t hear you baby, all of it, what’s my name?”
“Marcus, it’s Marcus and I’m a dirty married little slut, fuck me harder, oh God I love it,” I screamed out this time, a piercing loud shriek. I was close to orgasm, this vocal, wild sex was pushing us both near the edge.
Finally I screamed out “Marcus, I’m cumming, Marcus fuck me. Oh God Marcus, I’m cumming,” my orgasm hit me hard. It was too much for Marcus as well.
“You little slut, you fucking little slut,” he bellowed out.
Then his body shook, he thrust fast and hard three more times, I felt his warm sperm filling my pussy once again. Finally he slowed down, but continued easing in and out of me.
Marcus didn’t move, he stayed on top of me, my head still held firm. I could just see out from my hair covered eyes a framed picture on the bedside drawer. It was a photograph of Alan and me cuddling. I should have felt much remorse, but I didn’t, despite having another man inside me. I knew Alan would be happy for me to enjoy myself.
I was woken from my daydream when Marcus rolled off and let me go.
“I’m sorry Angie, I don’t know what came over me. It’s your own fault, you are so pretty, so sexy that you bring out the worst in me. I didn’t mean what I said you’re just so beautiful.”
Marcus climbed off the bed, saying he needed to take a shower. I could see he was sweating profusely, his gorgeous cock was glistening from our lovemaking. It was softening now, but even in its softened state it was impressive.
Marcus quickly showered, dried and he dressed in front of me.
“It’s time Angie, thank you sweetheart. Look, I have to go, you’re an amazing woman and I’ve really enjoyed your company….. and your body,” Marcus said with a smile before breaking into laughter.
“It seems you were satisfied too sweetheart,” he continued, “in fact, very satisfied I would say.”
“Marcus, that was incredible sex, you certainly know how to pleasure a woman.”
“Angie, I was thinking maybe we could hook up together again sometime soon. If your husband is away I could drop in if I’m in this area. I would love to stay for the night again sweetheart. If he’s not away soon, maybe we could meet at a hotel, say you’re staying with a girl friend. I will pay for the room and buy you dinner, whatever you want love. I want to see you again it has been fun and I would love a repeat.”
I definitely want to see you again Marcus, let’s swap numbers so you can text me when you are in this area.”
Strangely I still wanted to meet up with Marcus despite his appetite for sexually dominating me. I too enjoyed him being in control to the point of abusing me this morning. I get turned on by it, which will seem odd to many people. I understand it, I do the same to Alan. I have control of him and his needs.