She couldn't wait to get in the door, run to the bathroom, and remove this damned plug. She felt so dirty with God knows how many loads of cum that he had dumped into her today. He only had taken out the plug long enough to fuck her again before shoving it back in. It was so tight there hadn't been a drop of leakage into her panties.
The moment she walked in the door her phone rang. It was Dave. She was shaking as she answered. "Hello there my little slut. I have instructions for you. Take off your panties and skirt and lay in the middle of your bed. Keep your phone with you."
The line went dead. What was he planning? She held the phone in her hand as she mindlessly made her way to the bedroom. She hadn't seen her husband around. What was Dave thinking? Was he going to come to her house? He'd never been here before.
She did as she had been told and took off the skirt and panties and laid down on the bed. She was holding the phone in her hand, waiting. She heard a door slam and footsteps. Was it Dave?
The phone's ring pulled her out of her thoughts. "Hello Dave." She whispered into the phone. The footsteps must have been her husband. She didn't even know why she was whispering. Her husband knew all about Dave and was happy about it.
"Hello my little whore. Your husband is going to help me out a little today. I can't stand the thought of any of my cum going to waste, so he's going to put it to good use. Do what he says. You'll leave the phone on next to your head. Close your eyes and think of me there with you. You have my permission to cum whenever you feel the need. Pretend its me!"
She hadn't noticed her husband walking into the room until Dave stopped talking. She looked up and he was at the foot of the bed with a grin on his face.
He started climbing onto the bed and spreading her legs. "Dave said for you to enjoy this. So I'm going to do my best. He's really been a good friend to both of us, and its the least we can do to show him our appreciation."
She was sick to her stomach. Her husband hadn't touched her since this whole thing began with Dave and his hypnotic suggestions. Her body had been conditioned to respond only to Dave's touch, Dave's body. Her husband repulsed her.
"Think about me my little cum slut. You belong to me. Your body belongs to me, and it will be me giving you pleasure, not your husband. Now close your eyes."
She closed her eyes, could she ever refuse? She hadn't been able to run her own life since that fateful night months ago. She felt like her life wasn't her own anymore; it, and she, were owned by Dave. He was her Master, she had finally come to that realization. And, as much as she hated to admit it, she loved him too. He had made her feel things she had never felt before. She had more confidence and better self esteem than ever before.
She was brought back to the present by her husband sliding between her legs and slowly removing the plug from her well used cunt. She could feel gobs of Dave's spunk flowing out of her gaping puss onto the bed. She could hear the slurping, but she blocked it out. Dave never made those kinds of sounds when he ate her out.
"That's it baby, just relax. Your husband is going to eat all of my cum out of your pussy. He never told you, but he told me, he always dreamed of eating cream-pies, but never had the opportunity. Now he will have plenty. From now on, you will come to my house after work and we will fuck all night. You will be plugged and sent home to your husband who will then enjoy his cream-pie. And you will be allowed to cum when he does that, because you will picture me between your legs."
With her eyes closed, she really could feel Dave with his tongue lapping at her clit. She was moaning loudly and heard his voice whispering in her ear. She could almost feel his breath tickling her ear.
"That's it my little slut. I can tell how close you are. Your fluids are flowing now. It's mixing with my cum. Mmmm, it tastes so good. Cum for me baby, cum for me."
She exploded off the bed, her hips pumping into her husband's face. He never stopped his licking and slurping as he cleaned out the huge amounts of cum that Dave had left inside his wife throughout the day. He had always wanted this, and now, thanks to Dave, he was going to get plenty of cream-pies. He wished they had met him earlier in their marriage.
She couldn't count how many times she orgasmed, imagining Dave eating her out and not her wimpy husband. She slowly came down from the almost non-stop high. Her heart was pounding in her chest, her breathing ragged. She kept her eyes closed, not wanting to see her husband with his face covered in Dave's semen.
"Open your eyes slut. I want you to see what your husband is. He doesn't deserve you Lynn. He doesn't deserve to fuck you or father your children. All he's good for is cleaning your cunt after a real man fucks it. Look at him baby."
She opened her eyes and saw her husband grinning ear to ear with another man's cum covering his face. How could he be happy with another man using his wife? How could he be so ready to eat another man's cum?
Dave's voice continued in her ear. "When we find out you're pregnant, you will leave him and move in with me. You'll get a divorce, and he and his hand can have a beautiful future together. You deserve a real man my lilfuk. It's just a matter of time, so start making your plans. You know its what you want baby. You know that I'm what you need."
She was silently nodding as she listened. Her husband got off the bed and went into the room he was using now as a bedroom. She could hear him moaning and she knew that meant he was masturbating. She was sickened by him. You would think she would feel some sort of guilt about this "affair" with Dave and it's strange turns. But she didn't.
"Go take a shower baby. Think of me while you soap your tits. I want you to play with yourself, and you have my permission to cum again."
"Thank you Dave, I will." She put down the phone, finished undressing, and walked into her bathroom. She brought the water to a comfortable temperature and stepped inside.
She let out a big sigh, finally starting to relax. She had been on edge since the moment she had gotten that email from Dave saying she could come over. As she soaked her hair, she thought back through the day's events. She had never had sex so much in her life. She couldn't say she wasn't enjoying it. She really felt that her entire life was better since meeting up with Dave.
She methodically washed her long auburn hair, the shampoo cascading down her back as she rinsed. She took the bar of soap in her hands and slowly slid it up and down her arms and over her chest. Once she was really soapy, she put the bar down and savored the slippery feel on her skin. Her fingers skated over her breasts, pushing them, lifting them, like Dave was here with her.
