Becca Bellamy
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Sowing Her Wild Oats - Part 4
🕑 Added 2025-02-25 05:59:47 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
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Jay's hand slipped under Andrea's sweater and he caressed her stomach as his lips brushed against her neck.
"You look so hot in these leggings," he said.
Andrea smiled and grasped the kitchen counter as she playfully pushed her ass into Jay's crotch. "Yeah? Do they make you want me, Jay?"
"They do."
Andrea turned her head and kissed her fiancée. He offered his tongue and she welcomed it into her mouth. His hands moved up her stomach and he cupped her breasts, which happened to be free of a bra on that particular morning. Jay's touch was gentle and she couldn't help but moan a little.
"Do you want me?" he asked.
"Yes."
His fingers slipped under the waistband of her leggings and he pushed them down. His hand moved between her legs and he rubbed her pussy lips before gently slipping two fingers inside her. Andrea knew she was wet, but the ease with which he entered her meant she was soaked.
Jay lowered his shorts and underwear and she felt his stiff cock press against her ass. She moved to spin around but he put a hand on her hip to keep her from doing so.
He maneuvered his cock between her legs and it brushed against her pussy lips.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm going to fuck you."
Andrea tried to turn around again and again Jay stopped her. He slipped his cock inside her and pressed on her upper back to bend her over the counter.
"Stop," she said.
Jay pulled out and backed up. "What's wrong?"
She spun around and pulled up her leggings. "Jay, I don't want to have sex with you in that position. I don't like it that way."
"With me, you mean."
Andrea thought of Nelson, of how he took her from behind, of how she enjoyed it when he took her from behind. Jay must have been thinking about that same thing. She felt bad, but she wasn't going to have unpleasant sex with her fiancée just because she felt bad.
"Yes, with you," she said.
He pulled his shorts up and walked out of the room. Andrea considered letting him stew in his anger and annoyance for a while, but that seemed unwise. Though Jay had given her permission, she'd been the one to initiate sex with another man and it was her responsibility to try and quell Jay's fears and insecurities if she wanted to stay with him.
Andrea found him on the couch. He had an Xbox controller in his hand and a game was booting up. He wore a sullen look and he refused to even glance her way.
Annoyance was the first thing Andrea felt as she stood at the edge of the living room. She very nearly surrendered to it, too, but she pushed through. She loved Jay. Things had gotten complicated since she'd decided to expand her sexual history beyond one man, but she still loved him desperately.
Andrea approached the couch and gently removed the controller from his hand as the game booted up. Dramatic orchestral music played from the sound bar as she straddled her fiancée, took his head in her hands, and kissed him softly.
"I'm sorry this is so hard," she said.
He ran his hands over her thighs as he stared down at her lap.
"I'm sorry that it feels like the rules are different for you and Nelson."
He looked up. "Why are they different?"
"I can't explain why, but it feels good when Nelson fucks me from behind. It's not because he does it differently. It's not because his cock is a bit bigger than yours. It just feels different in some larger, I don't know, psychological kind of way, I guess."
That same sullen look remained on his face.
"Besides, you don't even like doggystyle sex," she added. "Or at least you've never really seemed to want to have doggystyle sex, so why the sudden change?"
"Because he gets to have it," he replied.
Andrea smiled. He was jealous. Of course he was jealous. He often seemed turned on by the fact that she was now sleeping with another man, but he was jealous too and he had every reason to be, especially since Andrea often granted Nelson pleasures that Jay didn't get to enjoy.
"You get to have things he doesn't have," she said.
He looked up. "What are you talking about?"
"Well, you get to cum while I tell you about how good Nelson fucks me."
He looked away.
Andrea leaned down and kissed his neck. She gently nibbled his ear lobe and whispered, "I know you like it when I tell you about Nelson fucking me." She moaned. "I know you like hearing about how hard I cum with his cock inside me. I know you even like it when I tell you how he fucked me from behind, how he spanked my ass and pounded my tight cunt and made me cum all over his big dick."
Jay was hard. As much as he might have wanted to deny that he was turned on by hearing about Andrea's sexual exploits with another man, his cock told the truth.
"Andrea, please...stop."
She leaned back and Jay looked up at her. "If you had doggystyle sex with me, I wouldn't enjoy it," she said. "I know that's probably really hard to hear, especially since I enjoy it with Nelson, but it's the truth. You know that I enjoy having other kinds of sex with you, though. I've enjoyed that sex even more since I first started fucking Nelson and I'm pretty sure you have too."
"I have," he said, though his voice was quiet.
"Then what's the problem?"
He looked incredulous. "The problem? My fiancée is fucking another man and treating it like it's completely normal. It's not, Andrea. It's not normal at all!"
She leaned forward and rested her forehead against his. "I know it's not, Jay, and I'm sorry. It is, however, necessary. Maybe that sounds insane, but it's true. It's necessary for me to do this. I know it's selfish. I definitely know that."
Then she began to move her hips back and forth. His cock was still hard.
"I need to explore before we get married," she said. "I wasn't sure I needed to before I actually did it, but Emmie was right. My other friends were right. I needed to fuck other people, Jay. I needed to find out what great sex felt like. I needed to learn how to have great sex with you, and you know what? I did. I learned how. The key, as it turned out, was Nelson and his gorgeous cock. It was letting another man fuck me. It was enjoying another man's big dick. That's what unlocked great sex for us, Jay, and I know it's painful, but you need to accept that it's also true."
He grabbed her hips and tried to lift Andrea off his lap. She responded by taking her sweater off and leaning in. His lips made contact with one of her breasts and he opened his mouth. He began to suck on her nipple. He flicked his tongue back and forth over it and she ran her fingers through his hair and moaned.
"That feels so good, Jay," she said. "Suck on my tits. Fuck...Jay, that feels so good."
He grabbed her ass and squeezed. His slipped his hands under the waistband and grabbed her bare flesh. She moved her hips faster, grinding in his lap and generating a series of moans. It felt good, too. There was more than enough friction against her clit to send waves of beautiful arousal through her body.
Jay switched from one breast to the other. He sucked with such vigor and it sent beautiful shockwaves of pleasure down her spin and between her legs. Andrea held his head in both hands and moaned as she moved her hips even faster. She wanted more of that friction.
Jay began to moan like he was inside her, like the pleasure he felt was equal to that of being in her pussy.
She leaned back and he looked up at her. Andrea kissed him. Her tongue explored his mouth as she moaned. She could feel her pussy tingling with pure desire and she rode her fiancée faster to feed that desire.
"Andrea..."
She put a finger against his lips to quiet him. There was a hint of distress in his eyes, but Andrea knew why. She knew what was coming and for some reason she wanted to make it happen.
"You like that I won't let you fuck me doggystyle," she said before leaning in to kiss his neck. "You like that only Nelson gets to fuck me from behind. You like that for whatever reason it feels so good when he pounds my pussy doggystyle and that's why I let him have what you're not allowed to have. You like that he fucks me better than you do, Jay. You like it and you know it."
Jay grabbed her ass and unleashed a series of grunts and groans. Andrea rode him faster. He was cumming in his shorts and she rode him faster because she wanted it to feel better.
There was also her pleasure. She'd never made a man cum in his pants before and it felt really fucking good. She felt powerful and sexy and damn near blissful as Jay blew his load in his underwear while wearing a look of total satisfaction on his face.
Andrea remained in his lap as Jay's chest heaved from the exertion of his orgasm. When he finally opened his eyes and looked up at her, he smiled.
"Can I make you cum?" he asked.
She shook her head. Andrea probably should have let Jay tend to her orgasm, but she was feeling sexy and powerful and she saw no reason to tend to his ego in that moment. Instead, she kissed him softly, got up, grabbed her purse and keys, and left.
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Nelson answered the door before Andrea even knocked. She'd texted to let him know she was on her way over and he was clearly eager to see her.
He pulled Andrea into his apartment and kissed her. Their tongues briefly entwined before he lifted her sweater over her head. He smiled at the sight of her bare breasts and took them in his hands as they kissed again.
Andrea fumbled with his belt for a few moments before managing to loosen it. His jeans were around his knees not long after. His boxers followed and her fingers encircled his beautiful cock, which was already hard.
"I want you," she said. "I fucking need you."
Nelson kissed her neck and then stepped back to take off his shoes and kick away his jeans and boxers. He took his shirt off and Andrea admired his gorgeous body and smiled as she considered how lucky she was to be able to call upon a man as hot as Nelson to tend to her needs.
Knowing full well that Nelson could have a wide variety of women if he so chose, Andrea closed the distance between them and sank to her knees. She looked up and took him into her mouth. He moaned and she noted how he clenched his fists. She hoped that was from the overwhelming pleasure of getting his cock sucked by the girl he would soon be fucking.
"Does your fiancée know you're here?"
"Yes. I made him cum in his pants before I left. I talked about how good you fuck me, how good you make me feel, while I was grinding in his lap. He blew his load in his pants and I got up and came to you."
Andrea knew it was a little unfair to Jay to describe him as that kind of man to Nelson, but she didn't really care in that moment. She wanted to inspire a certain kind of energy in the man she was blowing. She wanted him to fuck her like he was trying to prove that he was far superior to Jay. She wanted him to satisfy the intense craving she felt in that moment.
"Fuck, Andrea, that feels so fucking good," Nelson said before closing his eyes and rolling his neck back until all she could see was his chin. His hand moved to the back of her head and he applied gentle pressure, urging her to take more of his cock in the way that some men did when they were awash in pleasure. Andrea would have hated it if Jay had done that, but when Nelson did it her pussy got wetter.
She took his cock until she couldn't take anymore. Then she pulled back and tried again. She cupped his balls and played with them. She ran her hand up his stomach, over his abs, and towards his chest. She lost herself in the unique pleasure of sucking Nelson's cock, a pleasure she'd literally only ever experienced while on her knees for him. She'd given Jay blowjobs, but it just wasn't the same.
"I have to fuck you," he said.
Andrea stood and took off her leggings. Nelson kissed her as his cock pressed into her stomach. His fingers moved into her pussy and penetrated her deeply. Andrea moaned into his mouth and when he rubbed her clit she felt her thighs tremble.
Nelson smiled, took her hand, and led Andrea to his bedroom. He put on a condom as she crawled into his bed. He rolled her onto her back, took his place between her legs, and slipped inside her.
"You feel so good inside me."
"How come you made your fiancée cum in his pants instead of in your pussy?" he asked.
Nelson knew the answer. Of course he did. Andrea knew he wanted to hear her say it, though.
"Because I wanted you to fuck me instead," she replied.
He pulled out and filled her slowly. She closed her eyes, arched her back, and moaned as her body felt the pleasure of having him in her pussy.
"And why did you want that, Andrea?"
She kissed his neck and whispered, "Because you fuck me better than he does." It wasn't entirely true - she had great sex with Jay - but it felt really good to say it.
Nelson pulled out and filled her with a hard, deep thrust. It felt good, though there was a touch of discomfort thanks to the strength and speed of the penetration. Somehow, though, that discomfort felt good.
"Harder," she said.
Nelson smiled, straightened his arms to lift his upper body, and pounded her a handful of times. He put a great deal of strength into every thrust. That same pleasure and mild discomfort played out. If he kept on fucking her like that he'd likely have bruised her pelvis, but for some reason Andrea wanted it. She got more turned on with every thrust.
"Harder," she said.
He fucked her harder. She could see the effort on his face as he mustered his strength to pound her. She could hear it in the way he grunted like he was genuinely exerting himself to give her what she craved.
Then, all of a sudden, Andrea came. The orgasm snuck up on her, washed over her body, and sent her into a state of uncontrollable bliss. She closed her eyes, pulled Nelson close, and held him tight as her body trembled while sounds she wasn't sure she'd ever made escaped her lips and floated up to the ceiling.
For a while Andrea simply laid there with Nelson's cock inside her and a sense of bliss bouncing around her body. Then, finally, she released her grasp and he pushed himself up once more and smiled down at her.
"I've never cum like that," she said. "Not with anyone. That was incredible."
He seemed about as joyful as a man can seem as he smiled, leaned down, and kissed her softly. "It's a genuine pleasure to make you feel good, Andrea. I can't explain how much I enjoy it."
"Be honest, you like that you can actually make me cum harder than my fiancée usually does."
"I will admit that. I'm more than happy to admit that, in fact."
She took his head in her hands and kissed him as a sense of post-orgasmic joy slowly moved through her body. "I want to make you cum now," she whispered. "I want you to take me from behind and I want you to take me hard. As hard as you want."
"Yeah?"
She nodded. "As hard as you want."
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Andrea was home a little more than an hour after she'd left. She searched the apartment for Jay and found him in the bed.
"Hey," she said from the doorway.
"Did he fuck you?" he asked.
Andrea took her sweater and leggings off. Jay stared at her and she saw a hint of arousal on his face.
"He did," she said. "He was...a little rough, actually."
Jay sat up with a look of concern on his face.
"I liked it."
The concern washed away. Jealousy took its place.
"I know it's not fair, but I liked that he got a little rough with me, that he fucked me hard enough for it to hurt a little. I liked it so much that I came as hard as I've ever cum."
Jealousy was still on his face. Now there was arousal too. Andrea was right about Jay. He liked that she was having sex with another man. He liked that the other man fucked her better than him. He liked that the other man got to have things that Jay wasn't allowed to have.
She sauntered towards the bed as his eyes roamed over her body.
"My pussy is sore," she said. "He fucked me so hard that my pussy is sore."
She stopped short of the bed and turned around. When Andrea looked over her shoulder she could see that Jay was staring at her ass.
"He spanked me," she said. "While he fucked me from behind."
Jay's eyes went wide and he looked up at her. Jealousy. Arousal. Concern. It was all there.
"I asked him to."
The concern went away.
"I told him to spank my ass while he fucked me from behind. I told him to spank my ass and fuck me harder. I told him to do it because I knew it would turn him on. That's the same reason I told him to pull my hair while he fucked me and spanked my ass."
It was pure jealousy on Jay's face at that point. He was a man like any other. There was a part of him that would have enjoyed fucking her that way, even if he was a gentler soul. There's a part of every man that would enjoy fucking a woman that way.
Andrea turned around and crawled into the bed. She kissed Jay softly and cuddled next to him. "I want you to lick my pussy," she whispered. "I want you to soothe it. I want your tongue to make it feel better."
Andrea had thought about it the whole drive home. She'd gotten fixated on the idea of Jay licking her pussy after Nelson had fucked her so hard. The idea was an immediate turn on and it only got hotter the closer she got to her apartment.
"Will you do that for me, baby?" she asked softly. "Will you lick my pussy right now? Will you make it feel better after Nelson was so rough with it?"
Jay's hand moved over her stomach, breasts, chest, and down to her thighs. He ran his fingers through her close-cropped pubic hair and then back up her stomach.
"You're different," he said.
"I know," she answered. "But I think I might just be turning into the person I was supposed to be."
"And am I supposed to be the kind of person that goes down on his girlfriend after another man has fucked her?"
It was a perfectly understandable question. "Only you can answer that," Andrea replied, though she obviously hoped he thought of himself as that kind of person. "I think you are, though. I think you're turned on at the thought of it. I think we're both different people since I first fucked Nelson - hell, I rarely used the word fuck before I had sex with him the first time - but I like this new version of myself."
Jay took one of her nipples in his mouth as his fingers danced over her inner thigh. He kissed his way down her stomach and Andrea felt an intense rush of arousal between her legs as her fiancée neared her pussy.
Jay didn't say another word, but he did settle between her legs. He did kiss her labia and inner thighs. He did extend his tongue and gently lick her. He did soothe her sore pussy like she wanted. He did lick the pussy that another man had fucked. He put his tongue inside her, too, and the more he did it, the more turned on Andrea got.
Eventually she felt a need to cum. "Jay, I need you to lick my clit. I have to cum."
He did so without question. She ran her fingers through his hair. She grabbed a handful of it. She held him close as he gave her a beautiful orgasm. It was different than how Nelson had made her cum, but it felt deeper and longer lasting. It was the sort of climax that affirmed her desire to keep fucking Nelson - or someone else, for that matter - because Andrea wanted to experience the full spectrum of sexual pleasure now that she'd had a taste of what was possible.
"Thank you," she said afterwards. "Why don't you get naked and cuddle up next to me? I'll give you a handjob."
Jay stripped and cuddled next to her. Andrea gave him a handjob while whispering into his ear about how good Nelson had fucked her. She gave her fiancée a massive orgasm and then cleaned up his cum afterwards. He thanked her for the climax, too.
They went out to dinner and a movie afterwards. She played with his cock in the theater and damn near gave him another handjob, though she refrained, mostly because it was crowded.
They went back to her place and opened a bottle of wine. They drank, they fooled around, and they made love. Jay came inside her. It was all quite beautiful and a perfect capper to a truly perfect day.
