Her breasts were pretty tender when Diana woke up Tuesday morning. As she suspected, there was noticeable bruising. On the inner, lower quadrants there were round bruises from Rob's thumbs, and there were multiple bruises on the outer hemispheres of both, from his fingers. The pain was a delicious reminder of the pleasure they represented, and she thought the bruises were sexy as hell. Her right nipple was also a bit swollen and raw; just another pleasant memento, as was the soreness in her crotch from the girth of Rob's member.
While their encounter had only lasted a couple of hours, Diana felt the warm glow of satiation. Still, she was already looking forward to their next get together; she just needed to do a little prepping to make sure that she could better enjoy it. She had an assortment of sex toys, one of which was a large, vibrating dildo that she had named "Big John.". It was longer than Rob's cock, but it was about the same girth. She would use Big John a few times over the course of the next couple of days so that she should be able to more comfortably accommodate and enjoy Rob's size Thursday night.
Diana worked as a Spanish interpreter and senior paralegal for a law firm that did a lot of work involving foreign affairs. She was an educated, professional woman, and she always looked and dressed the part for the office. She wore professional dresses, and she had a strict, personal policy of no romantic or sexual entanglements with anyone from work. That policy had served her well.
While she dressed conservatively for the office, she generally didn't wear panties. She liked the naughty feeling that it gave her, in a place where she was otherwise very well-behaved. Today would be one of the rare exceptions, however. She found that whenever she took a load as massive as the one that Rob had shot in her the night before, she would have some drainage over the course of the day after, and she didn't want that running down her leg and getting on her work clothes. She was glad of that decision, as she had a pretty decent crust forming in her panties by the end of the day. She could probably mitigate that problem by douching, but she didn't like the way those made her feel. Besides, the drainage was just another sexy reminder of what caused it.
Diana hadn't planned on any other sexual escapades over the next couple of nights; she was perfectly satisfied to wait for her next date with Rob. As it turned out, however, she received a text message from one of her regular hookups, who was in town for business, asking if she wanted to get together this evening. Under most circumstances she would have probably taken a pass, but this guy was special.
Ryan was a corporate lawyer that she met at the gym a couple of years ago. He did a lot of work with weights, and he had the muscles and chiseled physique to show for it. On top of being extremely attractive, he was well hung and had amazing stamina. He was married, but he and his wife, Danielle, had an open relationship; at least she was okay with him getting some strange when he travelled. Diana knew this because she had met Danielle when she was travelling with Ryan, and she and Danielle had actually slept together during a couple of their visits. She and Danielle had actually been planning to get together for a girls-only visit, but they hadn't gotten around to pulling the trigger on that yet.
Diana would have been especially delighted if Danielle had been with Ryan on this trip, but he told her that Danielle couldn't make it this time. Still, Ryan was worth skipping her evening workout, which she would need to do because their sessions usually lasted somewhere between 6-8 hours. As religious as he was about his workouts, she always felt flattered to know that he would skip one to spend the evening with her, too.
Diana arrived at Ryan's room at The Hilton at about 5:30. He opened the door and stepped aside to allow her past. Before the door had even clicked shut, Ryan wrapped his arms around Diana's waist from behind, drawing her ass up against his crotch, and he began kissing her neck. Diana could feel the bulge of his erection digging into her ass, through her dress and his bath robe, and she began grinding against it. Not a word had been spoken by either of them at this point.
Ryan undid the sash around Diana's waist and began unbuttoning the front of her dress, from behind. She shrugged the dress off, allowing it to fall the floor, and stepped out of it, wearing only her panties and the high heels she had worn to work. Ryan was surprised that she was wearing panties, but when she turned to face him he saw the bruising on her breasts and he understood.
"That must have been some load, last night." he commented, grinning.
"It was." She replied. "I hope you don't mind."
She had cleaned up one final time before leaving work and could have ditched the panties, but she knew that Ryan was turned on by knowing that she had just been with someone else; he would have been really happy with sloppy seconds, but the bruising, the evidence found in her panties, and the conversation they would have about it would serve to get his motor running.
"Tell me about him." he said, as he led her to the bed and pushed her down, onto her back.
He spread her legs and crawled up to place his nose in her crotch, inhaling deeply as she started her account of the encounter with Rob. He loved the scent of a well-used pussy.
"Well, he isn't an overly-experienced or confident guy, but he has a really fat cock. It is quite a bit bigger around than yours, but not as long." she started. "He didn't last long, but I made him get me off several times before I let him have his."
"Did it hurt?" Ryan asked, as he began pulling her panties aside, to get to her box.
"It did." she answered. "I'm definitely going to have to do some prepping before our next get together in another couple of nights."
"Big John?" he asked.
She smiled, nodded, and replied "Yep. Big John."
"Mmmmm, crusty." he commented, as he began sliding Diana's panties off.
Ryan dipped his tongue as deeply into Diana's pussy as it would reach, lapping up her her juices for a couple of minutes, before shifting his attention upwards to her clitoris. She came several times within the first few minutes of the assault on her love button, and again when he moved up to suck, pinch, and bite her nipples.
"Tell me more about his cock." Ryan said to her, when he moved up to lie face-to-face with her.
"I absolutely thought he was going to split me in half." She told him. "And that may have been the biggest load I've ever had in me."
"I'm almost jealous." he replied. "But could he do this?"
With that, he flipped Diana over to where she was face-down on the bed, then straddled her legs, and began sliding his member through her thigh gap and rubbing the head of it along the length of her slit. He had placed his hands on top of hers, and she was completely immobilized. He owned her. In the next breath he pushed the head inside her and sank his rod into her up to the hilt.