*content warning* This story includes themes of infidelity and humiliation. if that's not your thing, look elsewhere*
AN: This is an introductory story for what is planned to be a series focusing on a bull his relationships with various hotwives. I decided to make this first chapter dialog free, but future installments will be include varying levels of dialog. Enjoy.
Drew Corvan had a fetish for married women for as long as he could remember. He was always happy for the company of a beautiful woman, but the the thrill of giving her what her husband couldn't added something he learned to relish like nothing else. He'd been a professional dom as a side gig for a while, and several of his clients were married women who couldn't get satisfaction from their husband, and sought out his services to have their needs met. It didn't always include penetration, some of them just wanting the occasional spanking, but for the ones who did end up having sex with him, it was by far the most satisfying and thrilling sex he'd ever had. Drew loved the work, but the pay was not enough for the life he wanted, so he went back to college and it was there that he started practicing his love of taken women more for pleasure than for business.
It started with a girl he'd met in one of his art classes, Summer Bailey. She was the classic beauty, early twenties, blonde, blue eyed, face of a supermodel, and the body of a goddess, especially her legs. They were the first thing that caught Drew's eye, seeing her walking around campus in a sundress that ended halfway between her knees and ass. As soon as he saw her he knew he had to have her. Luck was on his side, as he found himself sitting next to her, and he made sure to put himself in the same study group to give himself a chance to get close to her, and once he did he knew there was a spark between them.
Every interaction felt like there was a magnet pulling them closer together. She always found an excuse to speak to him after class and would end up asking him to walk her back to her dorm, every time they spoke her eyes lingered on him just a bit longer than they needed to, she talked to him far more than anyone else in their study group, she often asked to meet up alone with him, and she was always brushing her leg against his just briefly enough to pretend she hadn't noticed it, or accidentally touching his hand while showing him something in their textbook. Seeing the engagement ring on her finger only further encouraged him, and once she had confessed that her fiance, Dan, didn't excite her either in or out of bed, Drew knew the time was right to take things further with her, and was pleased when she agreed to stay overnight at his apartment.
Drew always strove to make a good first impression on the women he slept with, and he practically rolled the red carpet out for Summer. She arrived at his dorm in a red cocktail dress and stockings, making it clear not a second of studying would be done that night. He had cooked a sumptuous meal and purchased some choice wine for the evening, and after enjoying their dinner and slow dancing in the living room, and he took her by the hand and led her to his bedroom.
Summer had wondered many times what it would be like to be with Drew, but the real thing was far better than any fantasy she had indulged in. He took his time with foreplay, kissing his way down her body, worshipping her long legs with his mouth and hands, before licking all around her pussy teasingly then taking her clit in his mouth sucking and licking on it masterfully, but being careful to not let her come. Drew wanted her first orgasm with him to come while he was buried deep inside her.
Summer always used condoms with her fiance, but against her better judgement, she decided to take Drew bare. She was on the pill, and just being around him made her weak in the knees. She couldn't help but want to find out what his bare cock would feel like inside her, and she was not disappointed.
He was well endowed, though not freakishly so, significantly moreso than her fiance, and she gasped at how wide he stretched her when he pressed her knees to her shoulders and penetrated her for the first time. And gods did he know to use his cock on her. It was like he knew every sweet spot she had, including ones she hadn't known about herself until hit them that night.
Drew took it close at first, giving Summer time to get use to his girth and the depth of impalement, but picked up the pace once she became accustomed to his size. He had gotten very good at telling the angles that provided the most pleasure for a girl, and he made sure to hit as many of Summer's sweet spots as he could on each thrust, occasionally switching the pace of his thrusts to give her a variety of sensations. Judging by her cries of pleasure, she approved of his efforts.
Unlike with Dan, she didn't have to force her moans, rather they were being forced out of her, often feeling embarrassed at how loud he was making her. Summer could already tell he was a better lover than Dan, much better, and before long Summer felt herself being pushed to one of the most powerful orgasms of her life.
She felt a tingling sensation radiating from her clit, and at the same time a tension building deep within her pussy, both feelings getting more powerful with every hard thrust. Her cries became more frantic, and then it felt like something burst inside of her, sending powerful wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her body. She cried out Drew's name in ecstasy, as he continued plowing through her orgasm, each thrust of his cock seeming to send a new wave, even stronger than the last washing over her. Summer's legs shook uncontrollably, her pussy clamped down almost uncomfortably tight on his cock, putting him on the verge of his own climax.
He made to pull out, but her legs pulled him back in. He looked down to explain that he was about to erupt inside of her, but she gazed deep into his eyes and shook her head.
She knew it was not the smart or right thing to do, but she also knew she didn't want this wonderful sensation to end.
With a smile, Drew redoubled his efforts, pistoning in and out of her like a freight train and sending another orgasm tearing through her body as she cried out incoherently.
She felt his cock twitch inside of her, immediately followed by a torrent of his warm seed flooding her pussy in rope after rope. She had never let a man cum in her before, and she loved how it felt, the sensation of his warm cum filling her only adding to her pleasure. They kissed passionately as they came together, moaning into each other's mouths, feeling like two souls melting into one, not sure where their own body ended and the other's began. They rode out their orgasms, enjoying the warm feeling of afterglow.
Summer wasn't sure why, but she found herself crying into Drew's chest, the euphoria of their passion overwhelming her. He held her close to him, stroking her hair and kissing her gently. Eventually she regained her composure and giggled, feeling a little embarrassed at how much she had lost control. She had never felt that with another man before, not even close. What she had done with Dan before didn't even seem like sex at this point, more like a boy clumsily attempting the steps of a dance he had no talent for. Not like Drew. He was like a sex god. Her own, personal sex god. They made love twice more that night, both of them just as sweet as the first, although far less energetic. Drew introduced her to shower sex in the morning, the novelty of the experience only increasing her pleasure. Summer had planned for this to be a one night stand, but she knew that was out the window now. She was addicted to him, and there was no way she would go back to her sex life being comprised of Dan's mediocre attempts.