Dual Deception Ch 01

I was in big trouble and I had no idea how to get out of it. For the last year I had been living a lie. More than a lie, I had been living a double life. It had all started about a year in a half ago. I was recently single after a long-term relationship. I was feeling unloved, lonely, and decided to give the dating apps a try. As you can imagine they we a mine field of 30-year-old men still living with their mothers, gay men trying to act straight and worst of all, men who acted like women. Damn, I had never met so many men with emotional baggage in my life. The usual apps were a waste of time. A girlfriend of mine told me I should try Alphamen. She said it was an app for men who did not give a fuck about political correctness. She mentioned that the men on there were mostly working-class guys with real tough jobs that just wanted to please a woman. It sounded perfect to me, so I hopped on.

My goodness, she was right. These men were real men with muscles and callused hands. These men all had a job and none of them wore skinny jeans. Looking through the app got me all wet and tingly. I swiped right on a couple and soon was talking to a few. It did not take long before I was dating two different guys. One was Sam. He was a driller on an offshore oilrig. He was built like a brick shithouse. He oozed confidence. His muscles had muscles. Every time I was with him, I felt tiny in his arms, protected and safe. Sam, however, had a weird work schedule. He worked two weeks on and two weeks off. As his work was offshore, he would leave Sunday morning and drive to the coast to meet the ship that would take him to the rig. Once there, he was working two weeks straight. Then, once his shift was over, the boat would return him to the shore and he would be home for two weeks. I had to adjust to his schedule. I would get a whole lot of love for two weeks, then nothing from Sam the following two.

As it turned out, the other guy I was seeing was Marcus and he too worked offshore. In fact, he worked for the same company as Sam. He worked the opposite two-week schedule. This worked out well for me as I was never without a date. Marcus was a diesel mechanic on the same rig Sam worked on, though they did not know each other. Marcus was also built like a battleship, muscled, tall and Black as night. He too made me feel small, yet safe and protected. I am only 5' 2" and 110 pounds. Marcus is 6'6" and pushing 260 pounds without an ounce of fat on him.

Although both men were certainly Alpha males, each were quite different. Sam was very outdoorsy, loved to hunt and fish. When he was home, we spent most of our time outside, communing with nature. In the evenings, I would snuggle up with him on the couch, under a blanket and watch TV. When bedtime arrived, we would crawl into bed, where he would make sweet love to me. Sam was truly a sensitive lover. A man that knew where to touch a woman and how to make a woman feel loved. Sex with Sam was full of gentle foreplay, followed by a gentle love making. Shit, sex with Sam was straight out of a Hallmark Channel movie.

Marcus was the polar opposite. He was all about his trucks and cars. Weeks with him were trips to car shows and running four wheelers through mud bogs and trails. If it had an engine, Marcus would have been in love with it. Once home Marcus wanted sex and he wanted it that very minute. He had an animalistic view on sex. He was a male, I was a female, he was horny, so sex was going to happen. He was not looking for a love making session, he was wanting to fuck. Oh boy, did he know how to fuck. We would fuck for hours. He had the stamina of an entire army of men. He was the first man I had ever been with that could cum multiple times in a session. Sex with Marcus was like having sex with multiple men at a time. Our session would usually end with me totally passed out on the bed, totally naked, covered in cum, with his seed dripping from my pussy for hours. The next morning, we would go for round two. His sexual appetite was insatiable and I loved it. I loved being taken by a man, used for his pleasure. I loved knowing that I was still sexually desired. He said my body was like a sports car, small, sleek, and built for speed. He told me that he loved fucking me because I was a "freaky bitch that was up for anything." I took that as a compliment.

I dated both for about six months before Sam asked me to move in with him. I immediately said yes before thinking. Sam had asked me right before leaving for the rig. Within hours, I found myself driving to Marcus's house. He got home within minutes of me arriving and threw me onto his bed and fucked me for hours. Once, I came to after our sex, Marcus asked me to move in with him. Once again, I gleefully said yes. Then the whole thing hit me like a ton of bricks. Fuck! I had said yes to two men in one day. I cannot possibly have both. Shit, I would have to choose one and crush the other. Crap, I wanted both. I loved my current situation. Sweet love for two weeks, then rock hard, down, and dirty fucking for the next two.

So, you may be asking, who did I choose? Well, I am a strong and decisive woman and the decision was nearly impossible. So, I made the best choice I could. I moved in with both. Yup, I am a spoiled brat and a real pussy. Now do not hate me for this. I had my reasons. Think about it, they worked opposite schedules, they would never know each other. I could get the best of both worlds and so could they. No woman would be satisfied with Hallmark sex her whole life, right? However, hard core, slam you onto the bed sex is not something you could do forever. I could have both, right? No harm no foul, right? Ya, right. What I did not think about was our friends, two sets of clothes, two sets of everything, holidays, relatives, family gatherings. Yup, I am an idiot.

Well, unbelievably, I have been pulling it off for almost a year. Sweet love with Sam, followed by animal sex with Marcus, then I do it all over again. It was now Sam's two weeks to be home. As usual, Marcus fucked me like a cheap whore for about two hours before he left. My pussy was red, swollen and oozing his seed into my panties. Once I arrived at Sam's I showered and prepared for him to make sweet lover to me. Poor Sam, he was always amazed at how wet I was when he arrived home. He said he loves how excited my pussy gets knowing that he is going to make love to me. Little does he know, most of my wetness is Marcus's seed dripping out of me.

Sam arrived and exited his truck with open arms. I ran up to him and jumped onto him like a koala on a tree. He spun me around and planted a deep kiss on my lips. He carried me into the house and placed me on our bed and told me he had been thinking about making love to me since he had left two weeks ago. I told him to get undressed then went into the closet and put on a matching, sexy bra and panties and slipped on some black 5-inch heels. Those heels made my legs look great and my ass even better. They were Sam's favorite. I exited the closet to find Sam fully erect and laying in bed. He stroked his cock slowly as he watched me walk towards him. I spun around slowly and rubbed my hands across my fit body. Sam moaned in appreciation. I continued my sexy dance for a while, then kicked it up a notch. I popped off my bra, then rubbed my breasts, which made my nipples rock hard. Sam continued his slow stroke. I slid my hand down my panties and rubbed my clit before placing my finger into my very wet slot.

I seductively removed my finger from my pussy and placed it on my lips, then sexily opened my mouth and slid it in. I sucked on my finger and stared straight into Sam's eyes. I watched as he stroked his cock to my live, in person porno. Fuck, my finger tasted like Marcus. Stay focused, I thought. I approached the bed and put my foot on the mattress. Sam gently cupped my ankle, then leaned over and kissed it. His firm warm lips kissed the top of my foot, then the toe of my shoe, before he looked up at me and told me that I was beautiful. I climbed up onto the bed and stood up, and straddled Sam. I looked down at him and pointed to my very wet panties and told him that my pussy needed kisses too. Sam grabbed my legs and lowered me down so that my pussy was inches from his mouth.

I placed my hands on the side of his head and directed him to my waiting pussy. Sam kissed my wet, panty covered crotch, then took his index finger and pulled the crotch of my panties to the side, exposing my puffy, freshly fucked pussy. His warm breath soon became soft lips, then a warm, thick probing tongue. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back and relished Sam's amazing oral skills. His strong calloused hands cupped my ass, holding down so that he could get to every nook and cranny. I slowly ground small circles with my pussy, across his mouth and tongue. The feeling was sheer bliss. Suddenly, I felt a thud deep within me, then a huge gush. It was some of Marcus's seed that had been deep inside me that had finally slipped out. Sam's mouth filled with Marcus's sperm. I froze like a deer in the headlights. Fuck, I had been caught red handed. Surely Sam will know the taste of cum. Surely, he has tasted his own and now will grill me as to who's cum is deep inside me. Fuck! I am screwed.

Sam gulped and coughed a bit, the looked up at me and asked me if I had just had a huge orgasm. I immediately said yes and it was so strong I thought I had squirted. Sam smiled broadly like a conquering hero and said that I had squirted. I had filled his mouth up and he swallowed it. He was pretty damn proud of himself. My heart went from being stopped to beating a hundred miles an hour. The shock of getting away with my infidelity actually made me cum. I felt a rush of adrenaline shoot through my body. My clit got rock hard and super sensitive. My body began to shake and I grabbed Sam's head and ground my clit hard against his nose. Little electric shocks zipped through my pussy making it contract uncontrollably which produced even more of Marcus's gift for Sam to consume. My body continued to convulse until I began to fall forward. Once I was curled into a ball my orgasm began to subside.

I had totally lost track of Sam. I opened my eyes to find him locked between my thighs in some weird sexual wrestling move. My orgasm had brought tears to my eyes. Sam looked up at me concerned and asked if something was wrong. I whispered back to him, "just make love to me." Sam laid me on the bed, then slowly inserted his amazing cock into my pussy. What followed was a slow, passionate ten minutes of his cock hitting all my sensitive spots. It all culminated with Sam shooting seven thick shots of warm cum into my waiting pussy. It was beautiful and very sweet. I fell asleep, cradled in his strong arms, like a boy with a little teddy bear. I loved being loved like this.