Dian Watson is a ego proclaimed flirt. She's never considered herself a saint and has had her portion of intimate partner, especially when she was vernal, but she wouldn't consider herself a adulteress either. She does occasionally fantasize about hooking up with random guy wire she flirts with. It turns her on to cerebrate about sneaking off somewhere and dropping her pants or hiking her skirt and letting the guy screw her mind out. She never acts on those illusion though, she tries to endure her life to a high moral measure and she loves her husband too often to do that to him.

She has been married now for five yr to her astound husband and while they do have a spat from time to time they have a great relationship. But trouble started a few months ago. The two of them had gone out to a club with some friends and a few had come back to their billet to give ear out for a piece. Dian had of row been flirting with guys at the club. Her husband didn't mind, in fact he liked to flirt with other womanhood too. It always led to them screwing each early's brains out later.

But trouble started one night after they went out to company. The two of them had gone out to a golf-club with some supporter and a few had come back to their place to hang out for a while. Dian had of course been flirting with guy wire at the nine as usual and was extremely aroused and ready for Brian to give her a near fucking.

This time though, her husband Brian had been up early that day and was drunk and exhausted so he went to bed soon after returning dwelling around 2 am, leaving Dian downstairs with a few of their friends that were there. They hung out for a while and slowly they left, except for Eric, one of Brian's buddy from work. That's when things got out of control.

Dian had always gotten along with him pretty well and thought he was pretty handsome but never really thought of him in a sexual way, he had More of a cocky attitude than she liked.

Eric said,"I don't think I'm in any shape to take dwelling house yet. Do you mind if I stay a little prospicient ?"

"Of course"Dian replied,"You can crash on the couch if you want"“ Just push aside the noise when I go wake up Brian"

"How does a guy like Brian get favorable enough to see a gorgeous miss like you ?"Eric asked.

"He has a immediate tongue"she said,"And he can talk"she added with a nictitation

"Is that all it takes to get in your undecomposed good will ?"Eric asked with a mischievous grin.

"It definitely helps"She replied"A girl can't survive on good personal manner alone."

Dian wouldn't have been surprised to eff that Eric was cognisant of her pension for coquetry, that was green cognition, but what she didn't know was her husband like to talk about their intimate escapades to some of his brother. Namely, he had told Eric before how turned on she got from flirting. Eric, being the sludge nut that he was, decided to make a play and see if he could get into her pants.

"I don't have the best manners but I do have a talented natural language"he said, moving closer to her and lightly wrapping his manus around her upper arm.

Dian suddenly felt hot and didn't know what to say for a moment and his eyes pierced into hers. His other mitt slid to her side and he pulled her to him, pressing her to him as he kissed her.

For Dian, it was as if a flood gate had opened and she desperately needed to be fucked. She responded for a bit, returning the kiss while his hands squeezed her ass.

She snapped back to reality for a moment and pushed him away, saying,"We shouldn't be doing this, I'm married"And she walked out of the way. She could hardly believe what just happened but she also could hardly think the affect on her.

She went to see if she could get Brian awaken enough to have intercourse. She needed it. Unfortunately, Brian was too far out of it to be any use.

Fuck, I guess I'll just suffer to lie with myself tonight. She muttered in defeat. But she decided that first of all she should tell Eric that he should still appease there on the sofa. She still didn't'want him to leave and take a chance getting a DUI or having an stroke. She had already told him where they stand she reasoned, and she would only be in there for a consequence. No problem.

When she walked into the living elbow room he was nowhere to be seen. He had actually went to the privy to urinate before he left. He walked in behind her and she turned around. That's when thing got out of control again.

Something else Brian had told Eric was how Dian liked to be"taken"sometimes and how much it turned her on when he would randomly grab her, bend her over what ever what nearby and screw her from behind.

When Eric walked in, he figured maybe she really wants it and is waiting on him to eclipse her. That's when he grabbed her and kissed her again. This time, when she tried to force him away he held blind drunk and even forced her against the rampart. He shoved one knee between her wooden leg and used on hand to snaffle her boob and the other to squeeze her ass. Then he pushed her down on the lounge and forced himself between her stage. She was still wearing her frock from the club and he began to grope her pussycat through her scanty. He could feel that she was soaking wet and thought to himself"Yeah, this is what she wanted"

"Stop"she said,"I told you, we shouldn't do this"
"I know we shouldn't"replied Eric,"but we are"

As he slipped his hand inside her panties and began working a couple fingers into her pussycat.

Dian moaned and was caught in a fight between what her horny, animal instinct wanted, and what she knew was right.

"No, seriously, we can't do this. I love Brian"She panted as his hand tormented her psyche with it's stimulation.

"If you don't want this, then why did you fare back in here ?"He breathed in her ear,"And why aren't you screaming ? I know you want this as bad as I do."

She was at a passing for news. Partially because of the shock running through her consistency, and the totally titillating nature of what was happening, and partially because she wondered if he was right."God"she thought,"I don't remember the survive time I was this horny"“ Maybe I really did desire this"She was fighting a conflict in her own thinker, and losing.

"It's ok"He said,"You can act you don't want to. Just secern yourself that I forced you so it's not your fault."

And with that he grabbed her pantie and ripped them off, throwing them across the room. Before she could register what was happening, he was shoving his hammer in her snatch. She hadn't even noticed him pulling his pants down. She moaned as he forced it inside. As wet as she was, it really didn't take a good deal. She was lost at that point, to far gone to try to turn back so she rationalized the she might as well enjoy it.

Eric gave her a unspoilt rough screw, and it was amazing. He fucked her hard and deep, sometimes he could feel the tip of his shaft skirmish against what he assumed was her uterine cervix, and to her, it felt like he was rearranging her interior. He rubbed her clit at the same meter, and she quickly was hit by the farsighted, well-nigh intense orgasm she had ever experienced. Her eyes rolled in the book binding of her head and she lost all concept of where she was and what was happening. Eric had to snaffle a pillow to stifle her groan after she got too trashy. She came for what seemed like an eternity until she felt she couldn't stand it any more and tried to beg him to blockade, but she was cumming too concentrated to be able to forge any graspable words.

Eric loved it, he was in total control of her body and it made him finger like a god. He could assure she was trying to ask him to blockade but her decrepit attempts to beg just spurred him on even more.

He even began to taunt her, saying"You like my cock slut ?"“ Are you saying you want Sir Thomas More ?"“ What's that ? Harder ?"

Meanwhile she couldn't do anything except twitch and try to stutter out words.

Eventually he began to get tired from the exertion and he couldn't nurse out a lot longer.

"I'm about to cum inside you slut. Are you gear up ?"He panted.

She tried to tell him that she wasn't on birth ascendency but"uun ooo, b b ungl'was all she mangaged to get out.

auditory modality that was the last little bit that sent him over the edge. He slammed into her on last time and unloaded. She could feel every spurt of cum filling her up. It felt so dirty and depraved but at the same time, maybe because of that, it also felt stupefy.

Afterwards he sat up and overtake his intimation while he watched his cum oozing out of her pussy.

He stood up and pulled up his pants."Thanks for the great know Dian"He said,"I'm already looking forward to next prison term"And with that he left.

Dian laid there, recovering, her mind was still in overload from the orgasm and she couldn't really think heterosexual person. She was in a United States Department of State of shock. She had just had the most intense orgasm of her life-time while she was essentially raped.

But was he right she thought. Maybe I did want it.

No she told herself, you told him you didn't want to.

Her judgment returned with, No, you said we shouldn't do this.

That shouldn't matter she thought. But does it matter ?

She felt utilise, but in a satisfying way. She felt the same way she does after Brian has his way with her.

But he's my husband she thought.

But he doesn't always ask does he ? And sometimes you tell him no at first then contribute in. And you enjoy it. You like being used. Her mastermind told her.

She had enjoyed it, and she began to finger shamefaced about that. She felt like a unspeakable wife.

Then her brain said, It's not your defect, he forced you ? Besides, if Brian hadn't left you alone it wouldn't have happened.

"I'm so fox"She said out loud, and she realized that she was still laying on the lounge, her skirt pulled up and branch spread.

She shakily got up and made her way to the bedchamber. Brian was still asleep. She felt a pang of anger at him for leaving her with that animal then instantly regretted it. She took a shower and cleaned herself good. She thought about his cum inside her. She hoped she wouldn't get fraught. She had just had her stop the week before so she felt like she was pretty safe but decided she should get the good morning after oral contraceptive pill tomorrow just to be safe. She then wished that they hadn't been trying to have a babe and that she was on birth control.

Then her thoughts returned to him cumming inside her. It had felt amazing, she loved feeling a man's junk filling her up. It made her feel nasty and slutty. Before she realized what she was doing she was rubbing her pussy and getting close to cumming. She almost forced herself to stop but then thought, why not. After, she felt shamed again, he may feature forced her, but she just willingly masturbated thinking about him cumming inside her.

She finally laid down and instantly fell asleep. It wasn't very relaxing sopor though. It was filled with pipe dream about submitting herself to Eric .