Becca Bellamy
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Three Simple Words - Part 5
🕑 Added 2024-10-20 05:40:25 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
Penny stared at the picture of her ex-boss. He'd aged in the years since she'd last seen him, but the graying at his temples and the lines in his forehead looked good and she smiled as thoughts of the many sexual encounters she'd enjoyed with him filled her head.
At first Penny had told herself she was just going to check out his Instagram feed. She hadn't thought of him in years, but in recent months he'd been top of mind as she thrilled her husband by sharing tales of how much of a slut she'd been for her ex-boss all those years ago. Now Penny thought of Mark on a near daily basis and she almost always found herself aroused when he entered her mind.
So she decided to message him. Penny wasn't sure he'd remember her - she was far from the only girl in the office he'd fucked - but she couldn't help herself. It felt thrilling to get in touch with him. Her pulse quickened as she typed out a message letting Mark know that she'd been thinking of him recently, that her memories of the fun they'd had together had recently resurfaced and provided an unexpected spark in her marriage.
Penny read the message - which ended up being longer than she'd planned - and told herself to delete it. Mark didn't need to know that Gabriel got off on being told about the many ways in which another man had fucked his wife. And yet, Penny didn't delete it. She sent it. She let another man know that she'd been fantasizing about him while fooling around with her husband. She left out the fact that she'd taken to strapon fucking Gabriel while telling him about how another man fucked her. Mark might not understand that part. Most men wouldn't.
Penny had no expectations of a reply, but she got one in just a few minutes. Perhaps Mark wasn't all that busy on a Saturday afternoon.
"Of course I remember you," he messaged. "You're genuinely unforgettable, Penny. I like that you're thinking about me and about the fun we had. I like that it turns you and your husband on. Is he a cuck?"
Penny's pussy tingled at the simple thrill of Mark having responded. She liked that he was unafraid to express his delight at his place in her and Gabriel's sex life.
"No, he's not a cuck," she replied. "Not yet, at least."
Before sending the message Penny closed her eyes and thought back to her time working for Mark. She thought of how she'd come to work one day in a leather skirt and a white satin blouse. She thought of how he'd stopped at her cubicle and stared for a few moments before letting her know that he'd like to see her in his office. She thought of how he hadn't bothered making her suck his cock that day, that he'd instead bent her over the moment she reached his desk, that he'd fucked her with such vigor that he'd nearly sent his laptop to the floor. She thought about how sore her pussy had been that night and about how she'd masturbated multiple times while thinking of the sex they'd had, of how hard he'd used her, of how he'd cum in her pussy and then made her scoop it out with her fingers and eat it while he watched.
Penny reached into her panties as she thought of being bent over his desk. She played with her soaking wet pussy as the memory of being fucked with such vigor - with her skirt up around her waist - and she moaned as the tingling pleasure between her legs spread throughout her body, filling her with a desperate need for an orgasm.
She sent the message. She'd considered pulling back on the boldness of it - she'd basically told Mark she was willing to cuck her husband with him - but Penny was so turned on that she couldn't help herself.
Penny quickly sent another message. "I was just thinking about that day in your office when I was in the leather skirt and the white satin blouse. That was a very, very good memory for me."
"I remember that day very clearly," he replied. "I remember how good you looked in that skirt. How good your ass looked, in particular. I remember how good it felt to play with your tits through that blouse while I fucked you. I remember how good it felt to cum in your tight, wet pussy."
Penny was a little surprised at how bold and dirty Mark was willing to be, though she shouldn't have been. He was a man who happily fucked his way through the women that worked for him, so of course he'd be more than happy to go right to talking dirty.
"I'm so wet," she replied. "I'm soaked."
"I'm hard."
He sent a picture. Penny smiled at the sight of his cock. The cock that had spent so much time inside her. The cock that she'd genuinely worshiped on numerous occasions, including the handful of business trips - which always doubled as sex-filled getaways - they'd gone on together.
"I wish I was there right now," he said. "I'd bend you over. I'd fuck your married pussy. I'd fuck it hard just like I used to."
Penny lost herself in the fantasy and rubbed her pussy a little before replying, "I'd enjoy that."
"Does your husband not fuck you like that?" Mark messaged.
"No. He prefers it when I'm on top." She was tempted to reveal the strapon play she and Gabriel regularly engaged in, but Penny kept that to herself.
"He sounds like the kind of man you're supposed to marry. Easily domesticated. Like a good pet. Men like that aren't always good for satisfying a woman like you though, are they?"
Penny was astounded at the arousal that coursed through her body. It wasn't just between her legs. It was everywhere. It was exciting, too. She felt some of that when she took the strapon to Gabriel's ass, especially when she talked about Mark. This was more intense, though. This was the kind of arousal that would lead to bad decisions, and those bad decisions would feel so fucking good.
"I love my husband," she messaged back, "but I'm not sure he's capable of satisfying me like you did, Mark. He doesn't fuck like you did. He doesn't take charge like you did."
"I still fuck that way," he replied. "Not in the office anymore - not if I want to keep my job - but I still fuck that way. I still make women cum like I made you cum."
Penny rubbed her clit slowly and put herself in a state of intense desire.
"I've got a trip coming up in a few weeks," Mark messaged. "I'll be in your area for the better part of a week. We should meet up."
She stopped masturbating and stared at the message. What had been a naughty walk down memory lane had shifted into the very real possibility of getting fucked in a manner she hadn't experienced in a long, long time.
"What would happen if we met up?" she asked.
"I'd give you what you've been missing, Penny. I'd put you on your knees and make you swallow my cock until your eyes watered. I'd make you suck my balls while I stroked my thick shaft. I'd make you beg for the pleasure of being bent over and pounded. I'd satisfy your married pussy in ways your husband never has."
It was insane to even consider doing such a thing, and yet Penny wanted it. She didn't realize how badly she wanted to get fucked by someone like Mark until the opportunity was presented, but Penny could feel the desire coursing through her body.
"I'd like that," she messaged. "Let me know where you're staying, when I should show up at your door, and what you'd like me to wear."
"You were always a good girl," Mark replied. "I'll be in touch. Oh, and since I know you're eager to cum, I'd like you to do so while your husband is eating your pussy. Tell him you're thinking of me. Tell him you're going to cuck him a few weeks from now. Then cum while you think about me pounding you all night in my hotel room."
"I will."
"Oh, and if you're good that first night I'll make sure to use you multiple times over the course of the week. Maybe I'll even let your husband watch. I'll bet he'd like that."
Penny wanted to cum so badly. Even in his messages Mark oozed the kind of confidence that she'd found so irresistible all those years ago when she'd offered herself as his office fuck toy.
"I'll talk to you soon," Mark messaged.
Penny set her phone down, closed her eyes, and imagined herself in the tight, low cut, short red dress that hung in the back of her closet. She hadn't worn it in years but she knew it would still look good. It was the sort of dress that any man would go wild for, and when paired with four inch heels it would blow Mark's mind. That was the dress she'd pick if Mark left it up to her. She knew it would end up on the floor rather quickly, but she'd thoroughly enjoy strolling through the hotel lobby with all eyes on her as she headed for the elevators.
Penny slipped a hand into her panties and masturbated a little as she thought of being with Mark again. It had been so long, and yet the memories from her time as his fuck toy were still so potent and they never failed to inspire intense desire and remarkably powerful orgasms in her.
Her phone dinged and Penny saw a text from Gabriel. He was on his way home. She thought of Mark's instructions. She wasn't going to follow them exactly as he'd laid them out, though. Gabriel would serve her orally, but she saw no reason to let him lick her pussy when she could make him suck her cock and experience the same kind of pleasure thanks to the way her strapon stimulated her clit while her lovely, eager cocksucking hubby fellated her shaft.
Penny headed for the bedroom and changed into a red lace bra and panty set and her strapon. She put on a pair of four inch heels - in red, of course - and then headed back to the living room to sit on the couch. She turned on the toy's vibrating function at the lowest setting and stroked herself. She closed her eyes and let the pleasure wash over her as she thought of surrendering to Mark's desires once more.
"Hey there."
Penny had lost herself in her masturbation and hadn't heard Gabriel come in. He was standing at the edge of the living room with a smile on his face. His gaze was fixed on her cock as he followed her fingers up and down the shaft.
"Get naked and get on your knees in front of me," she instructed.
Gabriel did so without hesitation and by the time his clothes were on the floor his cock had reached a half hard state. He dropped to his knees in front of her and she smiled while stroking herself a little faster.
"Tell me what you want, Gabriel."
"I want to suck your cock," he said.
The words filled her with lust. They were such a beautiful expression of submission, of his desire to do what pleased her, and of course of his own pleasure at taking her cock into his mouth and serving her in a manner that would offer him no direct physical stimulation.
"Because I've turned you into a cocksucker," she said.
"Yes."
"Because I've turned you into a naughty little whore for my cock. A cocksucker. An anal slut. A little bitch that loves to service my fat dick." Penny got more worked up with every word that left her lips and the erection between Gabriel's legs indicated that he might have been just as excited as she was.
Gabriel crawled closer and kissed her thighs. He looked up at her and planted his lips against her soft skin over and over, doing so in a manner that silently expressed his desire to have her in his mouth.
"Suck my cock."
Gabriel took the head of her beautiful lifelike rubber cock in his mouth. He maintained eye contact as he moved his lips up and down, leaving a thin layer of saliva behind and making it easier to keep on sucking like a good boy.
"Fuck, Gabriel, that feels so good."
The beauty of her strapon was that it did feel good. She didn't have to put on a show. Her clit was being stimulated by vibration and the movement of the toy as he blew her. There was the added pleasure of thinking about the very real possibility of serving Mark's cock, too, and every time Penny closed her eyes she could see herself on her knees in his hotel room. She could feel her lips wrapped around his dick. She could feel his hands in her hair as he pushed himself down her throat. She could feel his moans.
"I messaged Mark on Instagram," she said.
Gabriel's eyes went wide and he pulled off her cock. "Really? What...what about?"
He seemed nervous and Penny found it adorable. "Did I say you could stop sucking my cock, slut?"
He shook his head and took her in his mouth once more. Penny put a hand on the back of his head and guided him down until he gagged. It was a small form of punishment for pulling back without permission and it thrilled her that he was willing to accept and embrace that punishment.
"I told him that he'd recently played a part in our sex life, that you enjoyed hearing about how I'd been such a slut for him, how I'd happily served his cock and acted as his fuck toy while working for him."
Gabriel looked a little worried, though he didn't stop sucking.
"I didn't tell him about the strapon play."
That look of worry mostly disappeared.
"That's just for you and me right now. No one else has to know that you love getting fucked, baby. I like that it's our little secret that you're such a dirty fucking whore."
He moaned.
"Go ahead and play with your cock for me. No cumming, though."
Gabriel stroked himself as he blew her and Penny watched - and felt a delightful sense of power coursing through her - while running her fingers through his hair and caressing his face.
"I wanted to know if Mark remembered me, if his memories were as strong as mine. It seems that they were. It was also obvious that he hasn't changed at all, which I like."
Gabriel pushed down on her cock and gagged without Penny's urging. She moaned for him. He deserved a bit of praise when he sacrificed his comfort for her pleasure.
"I told him about a particular memory. About a day I'd gone into the office in a leather skirt and a white satin blouse. I told him how much I enjoyed thinking about how hard he'd fucked me that day and about how he'd then fed me his cum directly from my pussy."
Gabriel stroked himself a little faster.
"He told me that he found it especially enjoyable to play with my tits through that blouse while he pounded me from behind. He told me he'd gotten hard thinking about it. I told him I was really fucking wet thinking about him."
Penny grabbed a handful of her husband's hair and pulled his mouth from her cock. She leaned forward and kissed him deeply, pushing her tongue into his mouth and making him suck on it.
"You're such a good slut," she whispered. "Such a good little cocksucker. That's just how I was for him, Gabriel. It's how I want to be for him again, too."
He stopped stroking, though the look of pleasure on his face made Penny fairly certain that he'd stopped because he didn't want to cum.
"In a few weeks, Mark's coming to town on a business trip. He wants me to meet him at his hotel. He wants me to spend the night with him. To serve him like I used to. He wants to fuck me like my husband can't."
Penny kissed him again. This time she teased his cock with her toes and he moaned into her mouth.
"He wants to cuckold you, Gabriel," she said. "He says if I'm good on that first night he'll fuck me all week. He'll pound my pussy. He'll give me something I haven't had since I was his fuck toy. Do you want me to be good that first night? Should I be a good slut for my former boss? Should I let him cuckold you?"
Gabriel nodded, though he seemed a touch pained at admitting that he wanted it.
"Yeah? I should dress in something tight and slutty and go to his hotel room? I should offer him my body? I should let him use my mouth and pussy for his pleasure? I should let him cuckold you that night and all week if that's what he wants?"
"Yes, please."
Penny saw his face contort in pleasure.
"Penny, I'm really close. Your toes...I'm really close."
She thought about stopping, about pulling back, about not letting him cum. It was more fun to make him cum on her feet and then lick it up, though, so that's what she did.
"Cum for me," she said.
Penny used both her feet to tease his cock and Gabriel had a loud orgasm. She felt his cum spurting on her feet and she smiled at the intense look of pleasure on his face.
"Clean my feet," she said. "Lick up your cum while I think about giving my married pussy to Mark."
Gabriel backed up, bent over, and went to work cleaning his cum from her feet. Penny took hold of her cock, turned the vibrator up to the maximum, and stroked herself as she thought of Mark having his way with her. She thought of the picture of his fat dick that he'd sent. She thought of that dick being inside her. She thought of cuckolding Gabriel.
She felt him sucking and licking her toes clean. She thought of Mark making him watch, a little surprise she hadn't revealed to Gabriel. She got so fucking turned on that a huge orgasm washed over her, leaving her body trembling with pleasure as her toes curled in Gabriel's mouth.
Penny turned off the vibrator, closed her eyes, and relaxed on the couch as her husband took his time cleaning his load from her toes.
They'd have to talk more about the reality of her seeing and serving Mark again, but Penny was absolutely certain she wanted it, which made it almost certain she'd get to have it.
That was how things tended to go in their marriage these days and Penny liked that very much.
