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Sowing Her Wild Oats - Part 2
🕑 Added 2024-10-05 02:24:08 +0000 UTCClick here to read the first part of the story.
"What are you staring at?"
Emmie smiled. "Seriously? C'mon. We've been here for ten minutes. I haven't asked because I wanted to let you bring it up, but I can't wait any longer. I don't mean to be crude, but you fucked someone other than Jay for the first time in your life and I want to know how you're feeling. I mean, tell me everything."
Andrea took a deep breath and then an involuntary smile crept across her face. She lifted her mug in an effort to hide her glee - for some reason she was a little embarrassed at how much she'd enjoyed the sex - but Emmie could see it.
"It was good, wasn't it? Was it great? Did you have great sex?"
Andrea nodded. "I did. You know what the crazy thing is, though? I had sex with Jay afterwards..."
"Two guys in one night?"
"Yes, which...I guess is kind of slutty? Or is it not?"
"It's whatever you want it to be," Emmie said with a smile.
"Okay, well, the sex with Jay was - for me at least - the best we've ever had. My orgasm, I mean, was the best I've ever had with Jay."
Emmie leaned back. "Well, that's an unexpected twist. How was it for Jay?"
Andrea set her mug down, leaned forward, and said, "I'm pretty sure it was great, but I don't know. Things have actually been a little weird between us since that night."
It looked as though Emmie was giving the revelation serious thought. "I suppose that makes sense. I mean, you're engaged to Jay but you fucked someone else. Even though he gave you permission, that would still be pretty hard for any guy to wrap his head around, wouldn't it?"
She'd given voice to the thought that had been brewing in the back of Andrea's mind. She hadn't yet grappled with it, but it was the obvious truth. Andrea had done something that most women don't do and that most men wouldn't have been okay with. Jay had seemingly enjoyed it in the moment - she was certain he'd loved the sex they had - but him enjoying it in the moment didn't mean he'd be okay with it long term.
"When you say weird, what do you mean?" Emmie asked.
"It's only been three days, but we haven't had sex since that night. He's not been as affectionate as he usually is. It feels a little harder than usual to make conversation. It's like he's kind of withdrawn from me."
Emmie looked deeply concerned.
"What?" Andrea asked.
"Well, it's just...that's how guys sometimes get right before a relationship ends, you know?"
She was right. Of course she was right. Andrea knew it the moment Emmie said it. She knew it had been the thing she feared and that she'd just been too scared to acknowledge. It was entirely possible that she'd fucked up her relationship with Jay by having sex with Nelson, even if Jay had given her permission to do so.
"I think you need to force a conversation," Emmie said. "I suppose you could wait until he comes to you, but guys aren't always good at doing that sort of thing, you know? Sometimes they just bail rather than confront uncomfortable feelings."
"I know."
Emmie sipped her drink and leaned forward. "Would it be weird of me to ask about the sex with Nelson?"
Andrea couldn't help but smile as memories from her date - and the sex - with Nelson filled her head. She thought of his hand on her waist as they left the restaurant. She thought of the self-assured way in which he kissed her. She thought of his hand moving to her lower back to pull her close as their tongues entwined. She thought of how unexpectedly thrilling it had been to have him in her mouth. She thought of how deep inside her he'd been, of how her body responded to him with overwhelming lust and orgasms that provided seemingly boundless pleasure.
"No, it's not weird," she said. "I mean, I'm engaged and I had sex with another guy. It would probably be weirder if my best friend wasn't interested in hearing about the sex."
"Okay, so...what about the sex?"
Andrea smiled and all those memories washed over her again. With those memories came a touch of the arousal she'd felt with Nelson and for a moment she closed her eyes and let all of that desire wash over her.
"The whole night was incredible," she said. "I guess I didn't realize how the first two dates had gotten me all worked up for what would happen on the third, but every time he touched me it was electric. It seemed to build, too, like my body was storing every bit of desire that it felt. Then, when we got back to his place, it was all unleashed. It was...I don't know, it was like I had this hunger for him. Like I just had to have him. I mean, you know I'm not big into blowjobs so it's probably meaningful when I say that I went down on Nelson twice. Both times as foreplay, but I went down on him twice."
"Does that mean you fucked twice?" Emmie asked.
Andrea nodded as she noticed that she was quite wet and that her body now seemed to be humming with the same desire she'd felt that night. "We did. It was so good the first time that I didn't hesitate to let him have me a second time."
"You let him have you? I don't think I've ever heard you talk about sex with Jay in that way."
She was right. Maybe it didn't mean anything, but Andrea couldn't remember thinking of sex with Jay in that way, of him taking her, of her letting him have her.
"I know," Andrea said. "Maybe that's why it's been weird between us. Maybe Jay can sense that the sex with Nelson was different. Maybe...I don't know, maybe I just shouldn't have done it."
Emmie studied her face for a few seconds and replied, "You don't believe that. I can see it on your face. You don't regret it, and you shouldn't, Andrea. I'm telling you, even if this somehow blows things up between you and Jay, aren't you glad that you at least know what great sex feels like?"
Andrea nodded and a smile broke across her face. Emmie was right. She didn't regret having sex with Nelson. She didn't want to have broken Jay's heart, but she didn't regret it.
"You probably need to sit down with Jay and have a real talk, though," Emmie added.
Once again, her friend was right.
---
"Jay, honey, can we talk?" Andrea asked as she set her purse down and walked into the living room. "Oh, Jay, what happened?"
Jay was holding an ice pack against his face and he looked a little worse for the wear. Then he pulled the ice pack away and revealed a swollen, split lip. Andrea rushed towards him and caressed his face as Jay closed his eyes, though he looked frustrated more than agonized.
"What happened?" she asked.
Jay turned away from her.
"Jay, baby, what happened?"
He took a deep breath and looked at her with a flash of anger in his eyes. "Your boyfriend punched me."
Andrea was so stunned she sat in silence for a few seconds as she tried to imagine Nelson punching Jay. "Wait, what? Nelson punched you?"
Jay nodded.
"What...how...I don't understand. How did you even see Nelson?"
"I looked him up. I went to where he works."
Andrea felt like her world was suddenly spinning out of control. "Why?"
"Because...because he fucked my fiancée."
She was surprised by the sudden surge of annoyance she felt towards Jay. What had started at sympathy had quickly curdled into something far less charitable. "So you, what, went to his office to tell him to...what, not have sex with me?"
Jay set the ice pack aside. "Yes, exactly, Andrea! That's exactly what I told him."
"But you agreed that it would be okay for me to have sex with someone else, Jay! And you certainly seemed to enjoy having sex with me after Nelson fucked me!"
Andrea didn't feel like herself. She was annoyed and more than a little angry at Jay for acting so rashly, especially since there was no question in her mind that he'd thoroughly enjoyed the orgasm he had after she'd been with Nelson.
Her words clearly stung him, though, as he looked away and wouldn't look back.
"How did he end up punching you, Jay?" she asked.
He said nothing.
"Jay! Answer me!"
"I tried to punch him," he said softly and without looking at her.
"Did you succeed?"
He shook his head.
"So he basically acted in self-defense because my fiancée acted like a maniac who'd been cheated on?"
Jay nodded.
Andrea was furious, though she knew she shouldn't have been. Jay had acted like a maniac, but of course he had. She'd fucked someone else. She'd confessed that the sex was great. She'd subjected Jay to something that very few men would allow themselves to be subjected to. She felt stupid for thinking there was any chance it wouldn't upend their relationship.
"I don't understand, Jay. If you were so mad about me having sex with Nelson - or going on dates with him - then why did you enjoy having sex with me afterwards? Because I know you enjoyed that. I know I'm not wrong about that. I know you had a great orgasm. I fucking know you did."
Jay didn't answer. Instead, he got up, grabbed his keys, and walked out, leaving Andrea alone to stew in a mixture of annoyance, anger, and regret.
---
Nelson hadn't answered Andrea's calls or responded to her texts, which made perfect sense. He probably assumed she'd lied to him about having Jay's permission to have sex outside their relationship. She couldn't just leave it, though, so she drove over to his apartment when she knew he'd be home from work. She knocked on the door loudly enough that his neighbors probably heard.
"Go away," he said through the door, likely after seeing her via the peephole.
"Nelson, please, just let me explain. Please," she replied. "I promise, I didn't lie to you. Jay just freaked out. Please."
A few seconds passed and Andrea's shoulders sank as worried that Nelson might never talk to her again. Then the door opened. He stood there in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt and somehow he still managed to look good enough that her loins tingled just a bit at the sight of him.
"Can I come in?" she asked. "I promise, I won't be throwing any punches."
Nelson smiled and Andrea knew she'd won him over. He stepped aside and she entered his apartment. A flood of memories from just a handful of nights ago filled her body. He'd pressed her up against his front door and kissed her the moment they stepped inside that night. They made out on the couch she could see from the door. His fingers had found their way under her dress on the couch and worked their way inside her. She'd gone down on him on that couch before they'd taken the fun to his bedroom.
"Can I get you a drink?" he asked.
Andrea nodded and smiled the moment he turned to head into his kitchen. She wasn't entirely sure what her intentions had been in coming over to Nelson's, but the fact that he hadn't kicked her out and was now making her a drink made her feel good.
"I know you have no right to believe me," Andrea began as Nelson pulled out a pair of wine glasses and opened a bottle, "but I didn't lie to you. Jay knew what I was doing. He was okay with it. Or I guess I should say that I thought he was okay with it. Obviously he wasn't, but he acted like he was."
Nelson handed her a glass of wine and Andrea took a bigger sip than she should have. It put a smile on his face, though.
"Did he really try and punch you?" she asked.
"He did," Nelson answered.
"I'm so sorry. I swear, I thought it was okay. I mean...he seemed to like that I'd...well, maybe this is too much to share, but I had sex with him after I came home from your place and the sex was good...and he definitely had a great orgasm. But then everything was weird afterwards."
Andrea couldn't read Nelson's face and she immediately worried that she'd said too much and that he'd be upset at knowing that she'd fucked Jay not long after Nelson had been inside her.
"I'm sorry. Was that too much?"
He answered by setting his wine glass down and kissing her. Andrea's body melted the moment his lips touched hers and her loins came alive as his tongue entered her mouth.
It was a short kiss, but it was electric. The moment it ended she wanted more, though Andrea maintained her composure as Nelson stepped back.
"No, it wasn't too much," he said. "I'm not like your fiancée. I'm not freaked out that you had sex with someone else and I'm not freaked out that the sex was good. Though I will admit that I like that I was the first one to have sex with you that night, that I was the first one to make you cum."
Andrea's legs trembled just a little as she thought of the orgasms she'd had with Nelson.
He ran his fingers under her sweater and over her stomach. "I made you cum hard, didn't I?" he asked softly.
His lips reached her neck and his hand grasped one of her breasts as Andrea nodded. "You did. Did I...did I make you cum hard?"
He moaned. "You did."
Andrea's body clearly wanted her to fuck Nelson again. She was wet. Her nipples were hard. She was tingling all over in the best way possible. She couldn't do that, though. Jay would absolutely leave her if she did without the two of them talking about it first.
"Wait...Nelson, wait."
He stepped back and smiled. "Sorry. You're just so irresistible, Andrea."
His cock was hard and the sweatpants did nothing to hide it. Andrea damn near licked her lips as she looked at the bulge for a moment before taking another long sip of wine.
Nelson picked up his glass, took her hand, and led her to the couch. He didn't say a word but Andrea felt no desire to resist him. If anything, her pussy got wetter as he subtly took charge.
"For what it's worth, I'm sorry that I punched your fiancée," he said as they sat next to each other. "I shouldn't have. I know that. It just happened, though. I ducked out of the way of his punch and before I knew it I'd hit him in the mouth."
Andrea looked down at Nelson's hand and noticed a cut on one of his knuckles, which also looked a little swollen. She took his hand in hers and lifted it to her lips. She knew she hadn't tried to tend to Jay's injury in that way, but for some reason it's all she wanted to do in that moment with Nelson. She kissed his hand softly, doing so several times and getting even more turned on as she did.
"For what it's worth," she began, "it sounds like Jay deserved to get punched."
Nelson lifted her chin and studied her face. "You're so beautiful, Andrea. I've thought about you constantly since our first date and even more so since our last date. I want you. Your fiancée tried to assault me today and I still want you. Maybe I want you even more. I don't know. It's probably crazy, but there was something kind of exciting about punching him, about...I don't know, defeating him, I guess."
For reasons she couldn't comprehend, Andrea was overcome by a desire to pleasure Nelson. She set her glass on his coffee table and lowered his sweatpants. She freed his cock from his underwear, smiled, and took him in her mouth. She did so without saying a word and he rested a hand on the back of her head and moaned. Her body filled with the most intense mixture of desire and pleasure in a manner Andrea had never felt while giving a blowjob.
"Oh, fuck, Andrea, that feels so good," he said. "I'm so fucking turned on I'm not sure I'm going to last long."
She didn't want him to last long. She wanted him to cum in her mouth. She wanted to swallow the cum of the man that had punched her fiancée. She wanted it so desperately that it boggled her mind. Andrea wasn't going to question it, though. She was just going to suck Nelson's cock until he came.
"I want you to cum in my mouth," she said before immediately returning to blowing him.
It was just a few minutes before Andrea got what she wanted. Nelson grunted and groaned in a manner that made her pussy wet as he came in her mouth. His cock swelled up so beautifully and he ran his hand down her back and grabbed her ass hard while she sealed her lips tight around his dick so that every drop would remain in her mouth.
When he'd finished - it seemed to Andrea like a long orgasm - she sat up and swallowed while admiring the blissful look on his face.
"That's the best blowjob I've ever had," he said with a giddy smile.
The compliment turned Andrea on far more than she imagined. "I don't think I've ever enjoyed giving a blowjob as much as I enjoyed giving that one," she said.
"Any chance you can stick around for a while?" he asked.
"Any chance you'll fuck me if I stick around for a while?"
He smiled and nodded. "If you stick around long enough I'll fuck you twice."
Despite knowing it was unwise, Andrea resolved to stay. The only thing she wanted in that moment was to have sex with Nelson. Nothing else mattered. She was too turned on to think straight. She was going to fuck the man she'd just blown, the man who'd punched her fiancée that afternoon. She was going to fuck him more than once. She was going to make him cum multiple times that night and he was going to do the same for her.
She could figure out everything else after she'd had the orgasms that her body clearly craved.
