This is the last part of the Sweet Demands Series.
Chapter One
Becky was at Bob's house pacing back and forth. It had been about three months since Bill lied about Becky sleeping with him to her boyfriend. She still remembers what happened to her that day. She thought about it sometimes when she was fucking Bob.
After that Bill called her constantly for about two months after that. She would go to his house and have hot and heavy sex. She might have hated his guts, but he knew what buttons on her body to push. He also had the dick to meet her needs. For the longest time she didn't like big dick, but noticed that she needed it regularly now. She needed Bill much as he wanted her.
Becky was yearning for dick for about a month now. Bill hadn't called her at all. She knew he was still alive but just didn't seem to have the use for her. Sure she could always fuck Bob, but with having sex with Bob was like having sex with her middle finger, she could even do better.
She was getting extremely desperate for cockmeat. She decided that she was going to have to take matters into her own hands if necessary. So she went and picked up the phone, and dialed the time.
"Hello Beth," She said into the phone.
"The time is now, 7:23 PM" said the recorded message..."at the beep the sound will be 7:24 PM."
"How is everything? What? Sure I'm game. I'll talk to you soon."
Becky hung up the phone and walked over to Bob and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I'm going to go out with Beth tonight dear. I'll be back home later tonight."
Bob looked up at her and smiled, "Ahhhh...I thought we were gonna go play again, you've been frisky as a kitten as of late."
Becky forced a smile, "Well, I haven't seen Beth in over a month so I'm gonna hang out with her, but I'll give you something to think about."
Becky walked in front of Bob and pulled his trousers down and took his cock out and started to suck on it. Bob groaned as she put it in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it a couple of times to get it hard and started to suck on it hard. She knew that he wouldn't last long and he didn't. After about 2 weak squirts he finished and groaned.
Becky stood up and wiped her mouth, "That was great baby maybe we can get frisky later," at least your more stable then an inflatable doll, she thought as she went into the back room. Well, maybe not.
Becky looked in her closet deciding what she wanted to wear. She decided to pull out her black denim dress. She pulled out a matching bra and panties and slipped it into her bowling bag. She also took out a pair of black heels and stockings and put that in there. She "lugged" the bag outside. Bob was there adjusting himself in the seat watching the TV as she quietly went out the door.
Chapter two
"Beth eh?" Bob thought, "Well, I'll just see about this Beth character tonight."
Bob watched as Becky drove her car passed the window. For the past couple of weeks Becky has always been going to Beth's. She'd come home totally worn out on the couch. He felt like he was being deceived but he wasn't sure. When she mentioned it today he silently followed as she went to the room, and watched as she packed her bowling bag. He made it to the living room on time before she left. Yup, she's cheating on me, probably with that Bill bastard.
He went outside and followed down the road. He reached the highway heading out to the Bowling alley where her and Beth normally went. Right when he reached the corner he noticed something. Becky's car was at the corner gas station. Bob quickly hid his car and watched carefully.
Five minutes later she came out. She had her hair up and was wearing that black mini dress and heels. She was also drinking a diet Dr. Pepper but that was beside the point. She got into the car getting a cat call whistle from someone. She pulled out and after she went down some ways Bob started following.
Bob had a sneaking suspicion that she was going to go to Bill's house, but followed carefully anyway. She seemed to be taking the scenic route if she was going. She finally pulled up to a driveway in front of a small house. Bob passed by and parked down the street.
After a minute he got out of the car and slowly started walking down the street. He got to the house and looked into a window. Becky was sitting down on a couch with a black guy that was taller then him. He couldn't make out what they were saying, but then Becky grabbed the black man by his shirt and kissed him fiercely. The two of them got up and went to the back.
Bob went to the fence in the side, looked around, and attempted to jump over, but fell on his face. After getting his shoe undone in the fence he walked around the back carefully. He saw all he needed to see to prove that Becky was cheating on him. The black guy was laying down on the bed, Becky's tits were popped out of her dress, and she was licking up and down the guys dick. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, and left.
Chapter Three
My plan to get dick is now in action, she thought as she started driving toward Bill's house. She was going to go over there and order him to give her some of his cock. She felt the wetness in her thighs as she thought this, then had another thought.
Wait, he would want me to beg for it, she continued. She then made a sharp right and had a change of plan. She continued to drive through the neighborhood when she pulled up to a little white house with green paneling. She got out and rang the doorbell.
Ed opened the door and looked at her, "Becky, wow, didn't expect to see you here," he said shockingly.
Becky walked inside and looked around. The place was small, but clean. She looked at the TV and notice that there was a scene where a woman was currently inhaling a guy's cock. She sat down on the couch and watched. Ed, not understanding, sat down next to her. As soon as he sat her hand reached in his lap and she grabbed between his legs.
"So," she said, "What would you prefer Rosey Palm and Porno or a real woman tonight."
With that Ed kissed her and she started kissing back, she pulled his shirt up and basically dragged him to the bedroom. She pushed him back on the bed when they heard a thump. She looked around and unzipped his pants, longing for a hard cock, and she got one. She immediately attacked the head of the cock taking it into her mouth and started to suck down on it. She didn't want the whole thing into her mouth, she was just getting him hard enough to do business. This was the first time she was actually getting to see Ed's cock and it was huge. She could just wrap her hands around it, but the head of his cock was abnormally large, like a softball compared to the rest of his dick.
She stripped of her panties and straddled over his cock and slowly sank down, feeling her pussy getting stretched by the head of his cock. When she got the head in it was smooth sailing from there as she started bouncing up and down on his pole.
"Oh yeah, oh I needed some good fucking," she moaned as she rode up and down on his shaft. She just wanted a good hard cum and kept the conversation to a minimum, moaning and groaning on occasion as she fucked him into the mattress. After a few moments of riding his cock she had a massive orgasm that squeezed down so hard she almost passed out. She rode a few more strokes when she heard him grunt. Thinking of the fact that she didn't want to get cum on her car seat she got off and started stroking him with her hands, her lips against the tip of his cock coaxing out his cum.
Ed grunted and fired a thick jet into her mouth. It almost filled it up as she swallowed that, and one more. The third and final ones she left in her mouth, looked at Ed, opened her mouth swirling her tongue around, and swallowed.
"Thanks for the fuck," she said as she slipped her panties on that she discarded.
"Youβre leaving already?" he said.
"Yeah, hate to fuck and run, but it's been fun, I have to get in touch with one of my girlfriends to get my alibi straight."
Chapter 4
Becky got home late. She stopped off at the real Beth's and they talked awhile. She didn't mention the fact that she had been sleeping around on Bob. She didn't need her whole social group thinking she was a slut. She stopped off at a gas station and changed, and got to Beth's, they drank a little, talked a little, bitched about boyfriends, and she went home.
Bob was still up as she entered the doorway. "Hi honey how was your fuck?" he said matter-of-factly.
Becky composed herself, "What do you mean how was my fuck?"
Bob went to the back into the bedroom and dragged a couple of suit cases out and threw them at her feet, "Get out I saw you fucking that black guy, if you wanna be a slut go sell your body on the streets."