Present Day
"What are you up to this weekend?" Stephen asked while Sarah had him on loudspeaker.
She was sitting at her fully mirrored dressing table in her own dressing room. She had just a towel around her chest. She had gotten out of the shower and dried and straightened her long, blonde hair.
"Just a quiet one I think." She replied, only half listening as she picked out a deep red lipstick.
"Not seeing the girls?" Stephen asked.
Sarah picked up the lipstick and started to apply it.
"No, not this weekend," She told him. "How's work?"
"Same old," He replied. "I should be back from Italy on Monday."
Monday, that gives me three days.
She put the lipstick down on the tabletop.
"Okay, I'll see you then." She told him.
"Bye." He replied.
Sarah hung up the phone and started to apply her eye liner.
Half an hour later she was done.
Smokey eyes, lipsticks, hair done - she looked beautiful. Now she just needed an outfit.
As Sarah stood up, the towel fell from her firm, toned body. Looking in the mirror, she could still remember the feel of Caleb and Darius's dicks inside her. Her pussy still felt sore, even after nearly 2 weeks.
Her large and perky tits bounced freely. Her left arm had her butterfly tattoo on the underneath side.
I never thought I'd be like that again,
she thought. Sarah thought back to that night in the pub years ago when she got that tattoo...
Gabe, how did he know what a slut I was.
Sarah remembered being on that pool table as men gathered around her, her skirt hiked up and all of them seeing directly at her bare pussy.
Enough, I'll be getting that tonight.
She went into her walk-in wardrobe and flicked through a few outfits before landing on one. A red, tight dress. It matched her lipstick perfectly, and when she pulled it on, it stuck to her skin like paint.
The hem of the dress was high up her thick, firm thighs. Slutty.
Okay, time to go and be a cheating slut.
Sarah put on a pair of red high heels and headed outside the electric gate of their driveway and into a taxi. She couldn't take her car as Stephen had a tracker on it.
"Where to?" The taxi driver asked.
Sarah gave him the address that Caleb sent, and he gave a funny look, probably wondering why a young, middle-class woman like Sarah would be going to such a rough area.
The entire drive there Sarah was a mess. Not from guilt though. She had pushed that to the back of her mind. Stephen didn't care about sex, and Sarah knew she couldn't go back to sleeping with him. Not after knowing how good it felt to have a big, black cock in her. She was torn because of how far she was willing to go.
Last time she spoke to Caleb and Darius, she agreed to vile things. She agreed to be a paid whore for them. She still didn't know if they were being serious about that. Sarah didn't know if she wanted that. All she wanted was another night of being ruined by their massive cocks.
Just one last time - to get it out of my system.
She started to daydream about when she had her hands tied up and Caleb was stretching her pussy or when they spit roasted her. No one had been that rough with Sarah since that one night in the pub. She thought that dark side of her was dead... apparently not.
The drive was nearly an hour. It took a while to get out of the rich area of town. But this was good for Sarah, making it so no one would be able to catch her cheating on her husband.
When the driver pulled up, he turned around.
"You sure this is the place?" The driver asked.
Sarah looked out of the window, and she saw rows of terrace houses, all battered and beat up. It was far different from her own home.
"Yes." Sarah replied, actually embarrassed.
She handed over a few notes to the driver and got out.
There were a few men walking around in the night, and Sarah could feel their eyes all over her, which frightened her.
I could easily be attacked or raped here,
she thought and rushed to Caleb and Darius's house.
She knocked quickly on the door, wanting to get off the street. It was a painful wait for them to answer, but when she heard the door unlocking, her heart skipped a beat.
And then she saw Darius's face.
I forgot how tall he was.
Sarah had to arch her neck up just to look at him. The sight of him had Sarah's pussy fluttering as she remembered the last time.
He was just wearing baggy shorts and a tight, black t-shirt that made his amazing, huge body unmissable.
"Nice, you've dressed like a real whore." He said with his deep heart-melting voice.
Sarah went to speak, but his big strong hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her in before she got a chance.
6 Hours Later
Sarah was on her back. Well, technically her ankles had been tied to the headboard, resulting in most of her weight being on her higher back and her neck. Her hands were tied behind her back, and her ass and pussy were in the air.
It was Darius's idea. Apparently he had seen it on a porn video and wanted to try it. So, she had been in this position for the last half hour. Caleb was on top of her, technically, with his massive, girthy, black cock fucking her deeper than ever.
Sarah could actually see her puffy, red pussy lips gripping around his massive cock, and they looked so unnaturally stretched around his thick cock.
He had already cum in and on her four times, so he was lasting a long time now.
Sarah could barely get out proper words. It was just mumbling moans coming out of her weak body by this stage. Sarah had lost count of how many times she had cum, but she could still feel his thick cock sliding all the way in and out of her cum filled, drenched cunt.
"Fuuucckk!" Caleb grunted, and Sarah felt her unprotected womb being filled with yet another load of cum.
When he pulled out in this position, his cum didn't even leak out of her.
She could hear him walk away from her naked body, but in this bent up position, she couldn't see anything past her cum covered and bruised tits.
"I'd like to see the morning after pill work this time." Caleb laughed.
"Yeah, dumb bitch," Darius laughed back. "At least we know how to get the complete truth out of her. Just show her some black dick."
"You gonna break in that ass or what?" Caleb asked.
What?
Sarah thought, although her brain was running at half pace after all the fucking. She could feel warm cum dripping all over her body. Her hair was matted and clumped together with their cum, as well.
"Mate," Darius laughed, "I've dumped five loads in the cunt. I don't think I have any left."
Sarah was relieved when she heard that. Her pussy could barely handle their cocks, and there was no way her ass could take them.
"Yeah, I think I'm tapped out, too," Caleb said. "Beer?"
"Yeah mate." Darius replied, and Sarah heard the door open.
"We'll be back in a bit," Caleb shouted out. "Just leaving some time for that black cum to get good and deep in that cunt."
With that the lights turned out, and the door shut.
