Beth sat in her car, staring at the empty parking lot of the arena where her husband had lost his title. It was 9 am the next day, and the first chance she had to properly process the previous 12 hours. If she were sat in a courtroom and asked under oath "Why did you go home with 'Cocky' last night?" She would not be able to give a straight answer. All she knew was last night she could not tell him 'no'.
She looked up at herself in the rearview mirror. Her still angelic face looked slightly swollen, with her eyes darkened from lack of sleep. Her long blonde hair was still wet from her recent shower at Dom's place before she quickly jumped in an Uber to escape while he slept. Beth stared back at herself, the drunken erotic memories flashing back to her in short bursts.
How he made her take off her clothes before they got into his car. How she giggled like a schoolgirl as she obeyed him without question, dutifully displaying herself to him and the night. He ordered her to suck his huge cock as he drove to his apartment, and she did so with gusto. His cock was still as hard as the first time, despite cumming twice. She loved how lewd it felt to be bent over the center dash, her tight ass sitting up for anyone to see. Her pink folds almost dripped with need as she serviced the cock before her. She lovingly slurped and sucked his gigantic tool, desperate to give him pleasure and have him cum in her waiting mouth once again. As yet now, she could still taste his sweet, salty seed, licking her lips unconsciously as she reminisced.
Beth recalled how he grabbed her roughly by the hair, pulled her from the car, and almost dragged her naked to his apartment. When he released his grip, she bounced before him toward the thankfully empty entrance of his building, displaying her pert form glistening in the warm night air like some sex nymph, ripe to be fucked. She necked him lovingly as they walked. She melted as he devoured her swollen tits in the elevator. Before letting her enter his studio, he forced her to her knees and had her service his long hard cock once more, which she did so without hesitation. Moaning onto the massive black cock as she knelt naked in the apartment hallway, opening her throat so he could fuck it mercilessly. The notion that she could be exposed at any moment caused a shiver deep in her spine even now.
As her memories played out like a waking dream, she could not believe that she followed him into his apartment on hands and knees, focused only on his swinging black meat. Eager to resume her slutty oral action, now in the safety of his living room. She now knew why the catch in her throat burned dimly. She recalled spending nearly half an hour slowly training herself to deepthroat his unbelievable organ. Encouraged by his lecherous dirty talk, every time he called her a married white slut she increased her effort. Desperate to prove herself the slut he claimed her to be.
Beth had discovered that she could orgasm multiple times when she rode his hard cock. She had climbed up his 260-pound frame and slid down all 10 inches of his thick black snake, savoring each blissful inch as it slowly parted her once faithful nether lips. Slowly at first, Beth brought herself to unparalleled sexual heights, they both watched intently as his hard black spear penetrated her depths. Up and down she went, ever faster with each blissful stroke. She would grind herself through each quaking orgasm, never letting up for her body to recover.
Working her way to a fevered frenzy, bouncing up and down on his turgid meat until her legs gave out, all the while cumming over and over. All the while declaring her body to him, stating over and over that his big black cock owned her married white pussy. Drenched in sweat, her long blonde hair clung to her tits, her neck, and her back in wistful swirls, Bethany Beach looked like a wanton sex goddess, impaled by a black god. She was determined to show her worth to this massive champion, her champion.
He had become even more dominant as the night wore on. He would prompt her constantly, ordering her to tell him how much better he was. How much bigger his cock was. How he made her cum like she never could before. And she did. She swore out loud the superiority of her new lover and it drove her to sexual heights she had never known possible.
He had carried her, still impaled on his dick to the bed, laying her down and laying into her like a dirty whore. She screamed and wailed while he ravaged her tiny, tight body. He used her and she loved it, her limp body bounced off his hips as he pistoned into her relentlessly. His staying power was unbelievable, she had no idea how long he plowed her until he shot another voluminous load deep inside her waiting womb. All she knew was the painful pleasure he gave her and the warm bliss of his white hot cum. She had never felt so full.
They had collapsed moments after, Beth engulfed by his epic frame, soft cock nestled between her buttocks. Sometime in the night, he had stirred, along with his cock. Lazily they had fucked side-on, his rough hands exploring her tight married body. Beth craned her neck to kiss the heavyweight champion, their tongues dueling as they fucked. She felt like she had cum over 30 times all night, but she could not be sure at all. Dom finally pulled his mammoth cock from her ravaged pussy and unloaded one last heavy load of cum off over her chest and tummy. Beth could not believe he still had so much cum left, she had wanted to taste it again but was utterly drained from the night's sexual activity. They drifted off into a deep slumber, still entwined.
Beth started the car and was making her way to the hospital. Her body was on autopilot while her mind was racing. She didn't know what she was going to do when she saw her husband. Should she tell him everything? He was still hurt from the fight, could he handle this kind of news in his current state? She felt like a terrible person, the worst person in the world. Every ache in her body reminded her of the terrible infidelity she had committed, but also the wanton pleasure that it came from. There was an ever-present moistness in her pussy, she felt as if she would be leaking Dom's cum for weeks.
Beth had not come to a decision and she was already walking through the ward toward where the nurses' station had directed. In her mind, she was playing out a thousand scenarios where she divulged her horrible secret. As soon as she walked into the room and saw her husband's bruised face, she simply burst into tears and fell into his arms.
"Easy there baby, I'm still tender." Tommy hissed, trying to embrace her through the pain. "It's a lot worse than it looks." Beth simply held him as tight as she could without causing pain. She pulled back and looked into his swollen purple eyes. Opening her mouth, nothing came out.
"Am I still pretty?" Tommy joked, trying to break the silence. Beth burst into a half laugh and half cry. Her head fell into his chest and he pulled her into the small hospital bed. They lay there quietly and Beth drifted to sleep.
The next few days were hell for Beth, she felt like vomiting constantly. Tommy had been kept at the hospital for observation and was due to come home tomorrow. Beth had visited as much as she could but never did anything of her adultery come to light. She felt like a coward. She needed to lift the unbearable weight that was crushing her soul. Unable to reveal her infidelity to her husband, she texted her closest friend, Anne, and asked to meet her for lunch.
Beth was terribly jealous of her friend growing up, while Beth was slow to develop, Anne was tall and curvacious from an early age. Her long blonde hair and alabaster skin were something to behold. While Beth had gained confidence in herself and her own looks, Anne had always been someone she compared herself to. Anne was the reason she dyed her hair, and why she drove herself so hard to sculpt and tone her body to what it was today. She watched her friend enter the diner, in a gorgeous short white dress that showed off her more than ample breasts, she had a luscious butt to match her double Ds. Her pale curves were a stark contrast to Beth's toned, tanned body.
Anne had recently become engaged to her investment banker boyfriend Jake. Beth was happy to see her friend settle down with a good man, even if he was a little boring. The two made small talk and ordered a few alcoholic drinks to mark the occasion. It took two tall mimosas before Beth had any courage to reveal her secret. Anne had sensed her friend was battling with something, but let it come out naturally.
"I need to get something off my chest, Anne." Beth interrupted their conversation abruptly.
