Jessica's Epiphany

This story comprises of 16 short chapters (all written) that will be released in turn as I edit them.

Like many of the submissions on here this could have been placed in a variety of genre's; Loving Wives, Fetish, Novels & Novellas but I felt it was best suited to Exhibitionist & Voyeur.

As always constructive comments are welcome but please don't tell me where the story is going after reading one chapter... You might be wrong!

Please remember it is just a story and like with so many of them, there are always a few liberties taken with reality.

Enjoy

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Jessica's Epiphany

~~~ Chapter 7 ~~~

"That's not necessary, I know exactly what my husband wants to see." Still staring at the couple by the door I interrupted him, knowing just what to say now.

It was now very clear to me that Tom was a voyeur.

He wanted to watch me with Richard and I knew I was more than willing to oblige him.

For the moment though I could only stare back at the two of them, totally mesmerised, as Peta's fingers encircled his erection while she gazed at me with an air of superiority and bit her bottom lip winsomely.

"Tom..." I barely managed to whisper.

He looked straight at me, his eyes mirroring the sense of apprehension that I was feeling.

How was this all going to end?

Would I still have a marriage when it was over?

"Do you Jessica?" The older man interrupted my deliberations, "Why don't we just let him say it."

I didn't respond.

Suddenly I felt uncertain about what Tom was going to say and my throat went dry while my heart began beating so fast I was sure that if I spoke nothing intelligible would come out of my mouth.

'

This wasn't what I had agreed to.'

'How far was I willing to let it go?'

"Tom..." I managed to croak again after several seconds.

"So, Tom, I want you to tell that lovely wife of yours what you want me to do to her."

The silence seemed interminable but in reality it was no more than a couple of seconds.

"I want him to fuck you Jess. I want to watch you cum on his cock while he..."

"It's ok baby, I... I know..." My voice was little more than a hoarse whisper as I slipped off the desk and dropped to my knees before our client.

A feeling of utter degradation filled me as my fingers fumbled at his belt and then his zipper, struggling to unfasten his pants.

All the while my eyes remained focused on Peta, busily stroking my husband's prick, while I dragged Richard's trousers partway down and freed his semi-erect dick into my hand.

The solid, thick 6" of man meat started to harden quickly as I lightly ran my fingers along the length of his shaft.

"Good girl. Now show me how you suck cock." Curtly issuing his orders the older man sneered lustfully down at me.

My gaze returned to him and I looked up into his eyes, flicking my tongue around his bulbous, mushroom shaped cockhead, the musky scent of his erect manhood filling my nostrils.

'What was I doing?'

'My husband actually wants me to do this.'

'Had this been Richard's intention all along?'

While the various thoughts filled my head I found myself drooling saliva onto the erection before me, my small hand pumping faster along the length of the tumescent shaft, the veins that lined it pulsing against my soft palm.

Even as the idea that the whole thing had been an elaborate setup flashed through my mind my red lips parted and slipped over the swollen dome of Richard's cock.

"Gurgggggggg... Gurrkkkkkkkkkkkkk.. Gurgggggggggggggg!"

I spluttered as my mouth slid down onto his shaft, the tip of his rigid length beginning to probe my throat.

"Shit, you're good at this." A groan from the man in front of me told me how much he was enjoying my oral attention.

Disregarding the comment I began sucking on Richard's dick, letting my eyes stray towards the couple by the door, where Peta was now doing exactly the same as me.

On her knee's, her head was bobbing steadily back and forth as she worked her mouth up and down my husband's hard meat.

I barely had time to register what she was doing before my attention was dragged back to my own situation.

"Fuck, you really know how to suck a cock bitch." Grunting our client complimented me again and reached for my head.

His fingers twisted in my long blonde locks as he thrust his hips forwards, forcing more of his manhood into my mouth, my lips opening into a wide red O around it.

"Glurmmmmmmmmmmm... Glurrrkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!"

Slurping greedily, I tightened my grip on his thick girth so the only answer I could give him was an unintelligible jumble of sounds. My sense of humiliation growing rapidly at Richard's unwanted compliments on my performance.

Across the room Tom seemed almost mesmerised as he stared at me, his focus fluctuating between the petite brunette kneeling at his feet and what I was doing with our client.

"Gucccckkkkkkkkkkk!"

I coughed and gagged when Richard pulled my head towards him, yanking painfully on my hair, jamming almost all of his rock-hard erection into my mouth and choking me.

Snickering almost disdainfully, he looked down at me struggling to breathe, my hands slapping his thighs in a frantic but ineffective gesture of protest.

"That's a good girl. You know you can take it."

Holding me in place for a few moments longer he looked almost contemptuously into my eyes, watching my face redden, before he allowed me to pull away from him, gasping and spluttering, drool running down my chin.

I barely had time to catch my breath before, pulling me up onto my feet, he guided me back against the desk so my backside rested on the edge.

My eyes left his face only momentarily, to glance across at my husband once again.

The brunette was still fellating him, taking her time to pleasure his dick with her mouth, while he stared back at me, totally spellbound by what our client was doing to me.

"Forget about your husband for tonight. I told you Peta will look after him."

Richard stood in front of me, one hand on my waist while the other was on my tits, gently groping each of them in turn.

'Tonight! Did he want me in his bed for the whole night?'

'I should stop this now before anything more happened."

Despite the small voice at the back of my brain telling me to call a halt to what was occurring I knew I wouldn't. Things had already gone too far.

Tom and I were getting in deeper than either of us had thought or intended and we had no choice other than to go on with whatever the night had for us.

"I... I should go..." I murmured more than a little uncertain even though I allowed my arms to encircle Richard's neck.

Grinning at my capitulation he pulled me against him, his mouth finding mine in a first kiss. It was gentle to start with but quickly grew in intensity, his tongue playing against mine as he hungrily devoured my lips.

Dragging my mouth from his I gasped breathlessly and bit my bottom lip coyly, keeping my eyes fixed on his while he lifted me and sat me on the desk's large, varnished top.

'Was I actually going to let Richard Danville have me?'

Just a few weeks ago I had been prepared to sleep with him to get the contract signed and now my husband had told me he wanted to see him fuck me.

Perched on the edge of the desk I pushed the last remnants of resistance aside and, now resigned with what was about to happen, I leaned back on my elbows and slowly opened my long, slender legs in invitation.

With a virtually naked and compliant woman before him, a look of triumph spread across the older man's face.

"God you're absolutely stunning." Moving between my splayed stockinged thighs, he whispered to me as he prepared to enter me.

Raising and parting my legs even wider, I gave him full, unobstructed access to my depilated sex and provided him with an unobstructed view of my pink, moist slit.

"Now tell me what you want, Mrs Prescott."

There was a hint of dominance in his smirk when he asked the question, his use of my married name only serving to increase my feeling of subservience to him.

"I... I want you to... to fuck me." I murmured softly, fluttering my eyelashes as I lay there looking up at him, waiting for him to take me.

"Oh, I'm going to my dear, and I can assure you it will be an absolute pleasure."

Richard took his thick shaft in his right hand and began to rub the crown up and down my labia, gradually easing his cockhead between my nether lips until it nudged against the entrance to my pussy.

I bit my bottom lip and gazed into his eyes when he paused, his erect cock poised, ready to slide all the way into my very wet love tunnel and complete his conquest of me.

"Please... don't make me beg."

Drawing a breath I felt my chest tighten, my heart thumping furiously at the thought of what was about to happen.

I was turned on and desperately needed to be fucked, the fact that it wasn't my husband's manhood that was about to enter me was almost immaterial. The shame and humiliation that I felt at giving in to Tom's whim only increased the arousal that filled me.

"Tell me again." Richard demanded, clearly enjoying the feeling of control he had as the head of his dick pressed teasingly into my dripping entrance.

An unbearable wave of anticipation flowed over me and I could feel my husband's eyes boring into me, causing me to turn and stare back at him.

Even Peta had stopped her oral ministrations and, still on her knees in front of him, had also twisted her head around to watch my final surrender to the lecherous older man preparing to fuck me.

"Put it in me... please. I want to feel you inside me." I whispered huskily, the expression on Tom's face telling me how much he wanted to watch what was about to happen.

My deep blue eyes switched back to our client, fixing him with a penetrating gaze, as he remained motionless between my black stockinged thighs.

"Just remember you asked for this."

Grinning he slowly but firmly began to ease his hard meaty pole into my moist pussy, the crown of his thick, smooth prick sliding past my inner lips and plunging all the way into my tight wet passage.

"Oh... my... God! You're... you're in me!"

I groaned out loud, my head falling back so my blonde hair cascaded untidily past my shoulder blades to fall onto the desk.

Pulling back until just his mushroom shaped cockhead was between my labia, he slowly thrust in again, burying his solid length inside me once more.

"Aaahhh... fuck... yesssssssssssss!" I moaned again as my quim stretched around his cock, adjusting to the circumference of his thick girth.

Another hard thrust, this time accompanied by the slap of his flesh against mine.

"Oh, my sweet Jesus!"

My thighs pushed wider and I turned my head to the side to look across at my husband.

He was swallowing hard, his eyes fixed on our copulating forms, his own body completely still while in front of him Peta had resumed her oral attention to his hardness.

"I love you." I mouthed to him.

"I love you to." Came back the silent retort.

"Oh... my... fucking... God!"

Our moment was interrupted as Richard drove his manhood firmly into me yet again, making me cry out as a wave of overwhelming pleasure surged through my thoroughly penetrated form.

He was taking me and taking me hard.

Quickly settling in to a steady rhythm he started to fuck me. My deep blue eyes opening wider while my hands reached out towards him, my red nailed fingers momentarily grasping his buttocks to urge him even deeper into me,

Oh yes... yes! Fuck me... just fuck me!"

With my feet waving helplessly in mid-air I cried out in delight, his deep strokes starting to fan the embers of ecstasy he had lit inside me when he first entered me.

Drawing his shaft back and then driving in to my defenceless pussy again and again, Richard Danville repeatedly sheathed his erection in my warm, welcoming slit. The force of his thrusting lifting my legs even higher and wider, while his coarse pubic hair rasped roughly against my shaven mound, every time he speared my wet sex with his hard cock.

"Jesus Christ! Yessssssssssssssssssssss!" I wailed with delight as my lover's hips smacked hard against the underside of my buttocks, driving me bodily back across the desk so that I sent a pile of papers tumbling onto the floor.

Panting breathlessly, I bucked against him, my pussy stretching as it adjusted to the unfamiliar phallus that was invading my body.

"Ungh... ungh... ungh... ungh..."

Grunting each time he slammed into me his tempo increased, his speed and power building slowly but relentlessly while his cock grew wetter; glistening with my juices, as his thrusts grew longer and deeper.

Helpless beneath him, I forgot about my husband for the moment and began moaning in time with his strokes, my long legs flailing wide, then curling around his back as if to hold him closer to me.

The air was filled with a mixture of sounds; my groans, the slapping of flesh against flesh and Richard's grunts all merging to create a sexual symphony.

"You like that don't you baby?"

"Y... y... yes."

I hadn't anticipated this happening. I had thought that having sex with someone older than my father it would all be over in seconds but the man screwing me was obviously an expert when it came to pleasuring a woman. He was taking his time and guiding me towards the summit with practised ease and I was going with him quite willingly.

Grabbing his upper arms, my scarlet fingernails dug into his biceps as he started to hammer into me even harder, driving me ever closer to the precipice.

"Shit... Oh shit, yes, yes, oh yes... oh fuckkkkkkkkkkkk!"

The ecstatic sensations building rapidly in my core were unstoppable and finally, unable to hold back any longer, I let myself go and, doing as my husband had instructed, I came on Richard's cock.

My eyes went wide while my back arched up off the desktop, my hips bucking urgently as my whole body erupted in an orgasm so powerful and so completely unexpected that it frightened me.

"Fuck... oh fuck... I'm... I'm cummingggggggggggggggg!"

The feelings were so intense that I blacked out for several seconds, my body still shuddering in the after-shocks of my climax, when I eventually came to and opened my eyes.

"Good girl!" Richard Danville leered at me as I continued to squirm and spasm beneath him, his thrusts slowing almost to a stop, "You know your pictures are gonna make me a lot of money."

'The photo shoot. My pictures.'

His comment made me think about the photographs he was going to publish in his online magazine; pictures of me, naked and blatantly displaying my body for his subscribers to see.

I was still thinking about that when he unceremoniously pulled out of me leaving me feeling utterly empty.

"Please...I don't care about them... please... put it back in."

All I could do was whimper submissively, wanting more, my hands reaching for him.

With a smirk he rolled me over onto my tummy, letting my legs flop down so my stiletto heels were resting on the floor, then kicking my feet apart he drove his erection all the way back in to my gaping love hole.

"Aaaaahhhhhhh... fuck!"

His full length speared me, lifting me onto my toes and causing my head to jerk up, my eyes wide, while my fingers clutched at the edge of the desk for support.

I barely had time to draw breath before he picked up the pace again, his forceful strokes continuing relentlessly, and a dozen deep thrusts later another wave of pleasure began to develop within me.

"Don't stop... please... don't... stop." I stammered, panting for breath, knowing I was going to come again soon.

Across the room Tom was incapable of doing anything other than watch enthralled as I was fucked hard and expertly before his helpless eyes, his own dick buried in Peta's mouth.

Richard continued unremittingly, pulling back until just the head of his shaft was at my entrance he plunged powerfully into me again and again. Taking me almost brutally, his cock glistening with the juices that now flowed freely and messily from my gushing pussy creating a slick wetness around the base of his dick.

I was utterly lost now, pushing back against him as my arousal began to build rapidly yet again.

"Yes...yes, yes... yes!" All I could do was groan with pleasure, the sound of my delight filling the room, each moan matching the penetration of his hard spear.

Encouraged by my cries the speed of his strokes increased and a new sound began to make itself heard; that of two perspiring and highly lubricated bodies colliding every time his rock-hard manhood bottomed out inside of my soaking fuck hole.

Slap!

"Oh shit... oh fuck."

Slap!

"Don't stop..."

Slap!

"Don't... don't fucking..."

Slap!

"Oh... my... Goddddddddddddddddddd!"

Taking every inch of his iron hard prick in my well used slit I squealed helplessly as I felt my climax start to erupt again.

Going up onto my toes, my eyes widening in disbelief, as the full length of his erection was sheathed inside me.

My body stiffened before slumping helplessly onto the desk while the vigour of his frenetic assault on my sex continued to drive me forcefully across its slippery surface.

"Shit... oh shit... I... I'm..."

Grabbing wildly at the edge of the desk, trying to stop myself falling off it, my deep blue eyes locked on to my husband's.

Standing motionless on the other side of the room Tom was still gazing back at me, this time with an expression bordering on utter incredulity. Still at his feet, Peta had once again stopped sucking his manhood and had also turned to watch us.

By now a ring of white foam had formed around the entrance to my violated sex, lubricating the movements of the thick shaft that was plunging into it over and over again.

Richard was now simply seeking his own release, uncaring about my pleasure as he pistoned forcefully into me.

"I'm so close..."

"Please... don't stop..."

"Oh fuck... yes..."

Each time his cock bottomed out in me, plumbing my deepest recesses and battering my cervix unforgivingly, he drew another whimper of delight from me.

I lost all sense of time passing or where I was, as the sensations he was creating inside me completely overwhelmed me until, ultimately, when I could take no more, the massive, mind-numbing, all-consuming orgasm that had been forming within me took me.

"Fuck, oh fuck... I'm..."

My body jerked violently, my legs giving way as a scream of ecstasy announced my impending climax.

"That's it baby, cum for me!" Behind me Richard Danville grunted in my ear, his voice low and harsh, his thrusts totally pitiless now.

"Oh Jesus... oh fuck I'm... I'm cuuuummmiiinnnggggggggg!"

The shriek that broke from my lips as the first wave of my orgasm broke over me must have been heard by people passing by.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

When the next, even greater blast struck, depriving me of the power of intelligible speech, there could be no doubt in anyone's mind that I was having the climax of my life.

Bent over Richard's desk, naked apart from my stockings and heels, with my husband watching every thrust the older man made into my compliant form, I was being fucked to within an inch of consciousness.

Wave after wave of unadulterated ecstasy rolled over me, sending violent tremors through my perspiring form as I came again and again, one climax rolling into the next.

As I reached each pinnacle his thrusts became shorter, faster and more uncontrolled, his rhythm becoming disjointed as his own fulfilment approached.

"Unnnnngghhhhhh... unnnhhhhhh... aaahhhhhhhhhh!"