I drove home at a crawl, white knuckling the steering wheel, with my heart in stomach. The short drive just wasn't enough time to sort out all the questions I had. The sex had been amazing. A few hours earlier I'd orgasmed into a state of erotic euphoria but the post-sex experience was sickening. I feared that I'd ruined everything I'd worked to build, including my marriage, new job, and reputation as a teacher. I simplified it into two questions. How do I keep the school from finding out? How do I keep it from wrecking my marriage?
Pulling into the driveway, I breathed a sigh of relief to see my husband was working late. I'd have a little more time to figure out how to deal with having the best orgasm of my life with an 18-year-old student, then going home to my husband. Never saying a single word about it sounded pretty nice. I'd tried to block out what I'd done and put my poker face on. It didn't take long to realize that I wasn't going to be able to block it out. The replay of fucking Joe was all my mind could concentrate on. Forced to remember it, I had to decide if I could live a lie.
Dropping my bag by the door, I headed straight down the hall, through the master bedroom, and into the master bathroom. Stripping my clothes, I shoved them to the bottom of the laundry. I'd already thrown my cum stained thong away in the bathroom at school. Turning to the mirror, I looked for marks. He'd been rough with my tits and ass but no marks showed up. I ran a hot shower, jumped in, and started scrubbing.
It was the longest, hottest shower I'd ever taken. When I was convinced I wouldn't smell like sex, I dried off, wrapped my hair in a towel, and headed for the bed. Pulling the blankets over my head, I felt like I never wanted to come out. I felt like I had to tell him. Restraint was obviously not a skill I possessed. I had to just blurt it out. Not the 'best sex of my life, I really enjoyed it' part though. Shit, how much do I tell? Was it bad sex? Oh fuck, he came in me! Yeah, birth control or not, that part stays secret. For twenty minutes I stayed in bed, thinking about it. I decided what to tell and what to bury in my memory forever.
Then it hit me. I need to tell him during sex. We've talked dirty about things like this before, a long time ago. I needed to fuck him and tell him like it was a dirty thing I think he might like. I could barely contain my excitement and ran to the closest. He'll be home soon, if this is going to work, I've got to hurry.
I ripped open my drawers and dug out a few sexy outfits I'd bought over the years. One was for Halloween, but I didn't care. I pulled out a big, plastic container of shoes and dug for my stilettos. This has to work. What was it we fantasized about? We were watching porn! I remember! It was some video where a guy let another guy bang his wife. We watched it while having sex and then he kept asking me if I'd like to suck another guy's dick and I pretended I would!! This might work. This could actually work!
Never in my life have I tried so hard to look fuckable. Unlike the teasing I did earlier, this had no rules. I found a corset that went with a Halloween outfit. The corset had no bra cups since there was a separate bra but I tossed the bra aside and left my big tits exposed. I synched the waist as tight as the leather strap could hold. I put on the sexiest, sluttiest stockings I owned and crotchless panties I'd won in a bachelorette party game, but never worn. I slid them on, hoping if I was slutty enough he might get as horny as that time we'd watched the porn video. I put on my stilettos and nearly fell over walking to the mirror. My tits hung out and my figure looked amazing with my waist synched so tight. I looked sexier than I'd ever seen before. My pussy looked hot bare. It was definitely slutty. I turned and smiled when I saw my ass. Pushed up and bare, my backside was dirty magazine quality. I looked at the time and ran to the bathroom to do my hair and makeup.
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When he walked in through the front door, I was in our leather living room recliner. It faces the door and I was sitting with my legs spread and my vibrator on my clit. My curled hair obscuring my face, I looked at him for sultry eyes.
"Hey... woah... what's going on?"
"Do you like it?" I asked in the sexiest tone I knew how.
"How you look? Yeah... you look... I've never seen you like this."
I got up and slowly walked toward him. "Do I look slutty, like in your dirty fantasies?"
"Yeah... I mean... what fanta...
I cut him off. "Don't talk. Just enjoy." I pulled his head between my tits and pushed them together.
I let him motorboat and suck my tits, then dropped to my knees and pulled down his pants. His cock sprang free. I tried to ignore the thought that it so average. I looked up. "Why don't you feed me your cock and fuck my pretty face like the little slut I am." He looked confused, still unsure of what was happening.
I didn't want him to ask any questions so I opened my mouth and took his dick as deep as it would go. When my lips reached the very base of his dick, I let it slip back out, took his hand and placed it on the back of my head and started face fucking myself. This was something I'd never let him do. Only a few frat boys who hadn't asked permission had ever fucked my face. I hoped he was enjoying it and not wondering anymore about why I was doing it.
As I sucked, I finally started to hear moans of pleasure and my anxiety started to subside. It was working. I didn't swallow my saliva once. I wanted it to be the wettest, loudest blowjob he'd ever had. It sloshed around in my mouth with each thrust and the sound of his cock entering and exiting my mouth filled the living room.
"Oh Allie, that feels so good. Oh baby, you're really dirty today aren't you? You like being a dirty girl?"
I pulled my head back and his glistening cock fell from my lips and dripped from my drool. "I love being a slut baby. Just for you, I love being your little slut."
He took the bone. He fed me his cock and really went at it, slamming his cock past my lips. "Yeah, suck my dick you slut. You dirty little whore." I moaned my agreement without ceasing to blow him. "Yeah, you like a dick in your mouth, don't you?"
"Mmmmmmmmmm hhhhhhhmmmmmmmm." I said, with my agreement abbreviated by loud slurping.
"Tell me how much you love sucking dicks."
I pulled his cock from my mouth and rubbed it all over my face as I answered. "I love sucking dicks baby."
"Yeah you do. You do love it, don't you?"
"Oh yeah baby, I love sucking a hard dick. I'm a big slut."
"I know you are. You're my little dick sucker. My little slutty dick sucker. Suck that dick." He jammed in it my mouth again. It was going better than I'd hoped for. "Is that why you're dressed like such a slut, with your big tits out, because you wanted a dick to suck?"
"Mmmm hmmm." Gulp. Gag. Gulp. Gag.
