I raced home after the blow job I had just given to a black man who I did not even want to know or asked his name. I practically ran into the garage door since it seemed to take forever to go up. I pushed the button on the garage door opener causing it to start closing before it was even all the way up. I quickly got out of the car and opened the back door allowing my dog to escape. She quickly ran over to my husband's car as she always did to sniff around.
Of course my conscience started to bother me at that point. I called my dog to me as I made my way into the door. I put some food in her bowl and went to our bedroom. I stripped all my jogging clothes off and grabbed my dildo and headed to the shower.
After turning on the water I looked in the mirror and observed some bruises on my tits from that asshole's fondling. I stepped into the shower with dildo in hand and started to work it into my pussy in a standing position. I began to imagine that dick head entering me from behind and my pussy reacted by getting super wet. The dildo seemed to be sucked into my wet pussy and I pulled it out and jammed it back in roughly imagining that guy just brutally fucking me. My left hand found my clit and I rolled it slightly as the dildo did its job on my wanton pussy. I haven't been so turned on in a while and my body reacted quickly to my-self-imposed rough latex fuck.
My legs shuddered and pussy juice flooded down the inside of my thighs mixed with the warm shower.
"Arrgh." "Yeah." I mumbled to my empty house. Loneliness was the next emotion I experienced.
I missed my husband and did feel guilty for my lust. I tried to rationalize it as being young and I knew that this path I had started down was not going to be easy to turn around.
That night I punished my pussy with the dildo again thinking about if I would have gone to that jerk's friend's house with him. I imagined 3 black guys with massive cocks taking turns on my pussy. I came all over the bed while I envisioned them all cumming in my face one after the next.
Over the top. But what the hell, I am a bad girl.
I went to work on Friday and had a rough go at it. My concentration was a mess and my loins just kept begging for attention from every man I saw that day. I managed through and made it home. I was mentally exhausted and decided against working out that night. I started planning my Saturday night which unfortunately for my husband included going to a club and finding some random guy to fuck my silly.
When Saturday morning arrived I had made my mind up. I could not go without a thick cock. Vibrators and dildos only would go so far.
I managed a workout and at about 6 pm after an uneventful lonely day I began to get ready to go out. I was going to alone not want any of my friends who knew my husband knowing my intentions.
After a hot shower and shave ensuring my landing strip was well groomed I picked out a white garter, white push up bra and some white panties to wear.
After I had gotten into my undergarments and applied my make up the doorbell rang.
Damn. I thought to myself and grabbed my robe on my way out of the bathroom which was still steaming from my shower.
I looked through the peep hole and say SSG Davis and some other black guy standing on my porch. They were in uniform.
SSG Davis works on post with my husband but he did not deploy with him. I opened the door.
"Hello." SSG Davis said.
"Hello, sorry wasn't expecting any company." I said while opening the door wide enough for both men to enter.
"I am on staff duty and the commander wanted me to see if any wives needed help with yard work or anything and since Private Jeffers here is on extra duty I thought I would check on you." SSG Davis said with a grin while staring me up and done.
"Mmm." I said while catching him staring at the opening in my robe. "Well the backyard definitely needs mowed. The mower has gas and I was planning on doing it tomorrow that would be a big help."
"Sure, no problem." Jeffers said while staring at the opening of my robe also. I was still fully covered at this point but my white stockings were visible covering my toned legs. My hair was already done in the typical pony tail and my make-up freshly applied.
How lucky could I get, I thought to myself. I may not even have to leave the house to get what my pussy needed but I was not prepared to be fucking someone my husband knew but at this point my pussy was in charge, not my mind or heart.
SSG Davis had been to our house before and knew where the back door was leading to the overgrown lawn. He went through the kitchen and opened the door and surveyed the area.
"It sure does need mowed. Come on Jeffers." He ordered.
My pussy was getting wet; I can remember the time my husband had told me about SSG Davis's cock being the biggest he had ever seen. David had taken a shower while in the field in an open bay and had seen it. He had also told me about some of the lewd comments SSG Davis had said about me. I think it had bothered David somewhat but never really reacted to it.
My luck just kept getting better as I watched Jeffers remove the top part of his uniform on his way out the door. He still had his brown t-shirt on but his muscles caused the material to ripple with his movements.
"SSG Davis, can you help me with a light bulb after he gets started in the ceiling fan in our bedroom?" I asked, secretly initiating my plan to get plowed by him.
"Sure, give me a second." He said while messing with the lawn mower in our backyard.
I went down the hall and glanced in the floor length mirror in my bedroom. My dog was wagging her tail so I put her in her kennel in the guest bedroom next to our master bedroom. I didn't want any interruptions.
I heard the lawnmower start and some words were exchanged in the backyard. The backdoor closed and I assumed a position at the foot of my bed which had a leather footboard that extended to about my waist. We had a California King sized wave less waterbed at that point of our relationship. It had definitely seen its share of use.
I heard SSG Davis coming down the hall and I began acting like I was looking up at the ceiling fan as he entered the room.
"Wow, nice room." He said.
Because of the size of the bed he would be forced to squeeze behind me and hopefully rub his glorious cock across my ass in order to reach the burnt out light bulb. All during this time I could hear the lawnmower making its passes by the bedroom window as Jeffers completed his duties.
SSG Davis, as planned, walked to move around the bed to get the light bulb from the ceiling fan. As he passed by his enormous cock rubbed against my ass. He paused for a moment as I bent forward slightly.
