Here is the next installment in our first-ever of erotic story.
If you like an element of suspense and mystery and want to find out how things got to this place, please consider starting at the beginning by reading -- or at least skimming -- Plan C Inception, and Plan C Phases 01-03.
Note, we thought that we'd try Erotic Couplings for this entry but it could just as easily have been in Loving Wives or perhaps BDSM. For people who are bothered by these sorts of thing we'll point out that there might be elements of voyeurism, cheating, mild submission and other naughty things in these stories. You'll have to find out for yourself, but we can say that at its heart this story is about a very loving couple.
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Sarah was sitting at the small desk in the Herman Miller knock-off chair. Cedric opened the door to the hotel room. "Sweetie, I'm back."
"I know..." she said, "I can see you standing there."
"Look, I really don't know what to say, except that I feel like a self-absorbed jerk. It was totally shitty of me to go out drinking with the team -- even if it was a rare opportunity to suck up to upper management. Okay, especially if it was just to suck up to upper management. It was a waste of time anyway. Tom doesn't know anything about what's really happening in production, but naturally he thinks he's the worlds gift... Um, right, I'll stop there. I just really want you to know how sorry I am. I know this was supposed to be a night for us."
The really great thing about Cedric was that when he did have his head up his ass, he was usually able to pull it back out without any outside help.
"So, I'm here to make it up to you in the best way I know how. By fucking you in the way that only I can. Baby."
And then he could bury it back up there again just as quickly.
Well, one thing she knew: He certainly wasn't going to get his other head up her ass with talk like that! She stifled a giggle but also felt a chill up her spine at the images her third bad pun of the day had aroused. He'd been trying to buy a ticket for that particular magic tunnel ride for some time, but while she'd let him pop his head in to have a peek, she'd always turned him back, pointing at the height restriction sign.
The truth was that she was a bit trepidatious about the whole idea. Not of anal sex in particular -- the dirtiness of that act made it more appealing to her. And even the discomfort that she assumed it entailed had its enticing qualities -- she knew that if she did get fucked in her virgin ass that she would feel completely taken, and any fantasy that involved her being taken was totally appealing to her.
But there was a problem. Put bluntly, Cedric was well-equipped. She had told him that not (just) to stroke his ego -- it was a simple fact. Her husband's cock was the longest she'd had -- and she was had a large sample set to compare him to. It wasn't that she had been promiscuous, but she'd always had an appetite for sex and had had plenty of time to indulge that appetite before she met her husband. So yes, she knew he was outside of the statistical norm -- if not a complete outlier. The thought of having all of that enter her at once -- when she had never had so much as a small toy up there before -- well... it gave her pause.
She snapped out of her sodometric musings and returned to the present. Her husband was still standing there waiting for her reaction to his generous offer, like a Labrador puppy who had just dropped a dead bird at its owner's feet.
"Like I said earlier, it's okay. I am able to entertain myself, you know."
She saw a small startle reflex as his mind returned to the phone conversation earlier that evening.
"Yeah, um. So what exactly did you mean when you said that there was 'plenty to keep you occupied'? You were yanking my chain, right? Well, it worked. You got me thinking, that's for sure. Can't take you for granted. Message received."
"What message?"
"Well, um... what did you mean when you said that?"
"I meant that I had found something that could keep me occupied."
"Like what, though?"
"Shh... we can talk about that later. Right now, all I really need to have occupy me is... your cock."
She got down on her knees and waited for him to get the idea and come over to her. He looked motivated, that was for sure. She reached out and undid his belt buckle. Opened his pants and slid them down to the floor. Pulled down his boxers and admired his now quite erect penis. Cupped his balls in one hand, and then gently wrapped her other hand around the tip of his cock. Pulled its foreskin back. Blew on the underside of its head. Opened her mouth wide and moved her head forward so that its head was fully enveloped by -- but not yet in contact with -- the inside of her mouth. She wondered if he could feel the warmth of her mouth just millimetres from his cock head; encircling it.
"Oh yeah baby, that's it. Suck it. Suck my cock."
She held herself there for a while longer and then slowly moved her head back so that her mouth was no longer surrounding his cock.
"Hey! I mean, that was a good idea. Let's go with that."
"Nah, you said you'd make it up to me. I want to make sure you don't forget later."
She went over to the bed and stripped off all of her clothes except for her panties. Then she lay herself out on the bed, legs dangling to the floor, knees spread far apart, ass as close to the base of the bed as she could get it.
"Okay, that's not a bad idea either. Why don't you do your thing for me, baby?"
He waited expectantly for her to begin feeling herself up.
"Nah, I think I'll let you do the work tonight."
"Okay, okay, you got me. Fair enough."
It was his turn to kneel. He moved up to the base of the bed and put his face up to her pussy.
"Wow, it looks like you've been busy. Your smell is all over those panties."
"Lick them."
He happily complied and began to use his strong lips to massage the mound under her panties. She let him have at it or a while.
"Now, take them off of me."
Again, he was only too happy to comply.
"You know what to do."
He did. He licked up and down her slit, moaning, making little sucking noises.
"Wow, you must have been getting yourself pretty excited earlier."
"Yes, and now I need you to take care of that."
He focused his attention on her clit, sucking the area around it into his mouth so that the button of it was completely accessible, and began lightly but rapidly flicking his tongue over it.
"Put your fingers in my pussy."
He stuck two fingers deep inside of her. He pushed them up and in, exploring the complex territory inside, and began to slide them in and out of her, pressing and stroking her inner walls just where she liked them to be pressed and stroked. She began to move her hips up and down.
As much as he wanted her too, she hardly ever let him make her cum this way. She enjoyed being fucked too much for that. But this time, just as he expected her to push his hand away and tell him to stop, she began bucking her hips.
"Nuhh. Oh. Nuhhhhh!! God. Oh. Ohhhh. Nuhhuhhuh!!"
She fell back on the bed, almost satiated. He looked at her adoringly.
"That was great!", he said.
