right of first publication 2019 by tcs1963

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( WRITTEN FOR THE KAW 14 )

( composition Competition )

This story contains aspects of androgyny, homoeroticism, Female and Male Domination, and force out or compulsion. Please have an open mind.

CAUGHT BY HER

By tcs1963

Chapter 1 `` The outset ''

Tom roughly grabbed the book binding of my head, holding my human face tight against his groin. As he slid further into my throat, causing me to gag some. My tongue rapidly caressing the bottom of his rigid cock.

'' Oh, lie with. I 'm going to cum, '' he moaned.

His verbal cue was hardly necessary because I could feel his pulsing shaft with my tongue as he unloaded his overfilled nut. His warm, salty fluid filled the binding of my throat, with just a few drops spilling down from the corners of my mouthpiece.

I held his pecker as deep in my pharynx as I could take in it without gagging. Gently sucking the oral sex and teasing the bottom with my spit. Trying to accept his come quickly, as both an act of self-preservation and to give him some final stimulation as his climax induced trembling waned.

Tom slid his now deflating erection from my mouth, and I sat back on my blackguard. Kneeling at his feet in an act of submission to him. Allowing him some room to get up from his office couch. As he pulled his pants on, he glanced over his shoulder to where I was still kneeling on the flooring.

'' There 's something I need to tell you, '' he whispered. `` She knows. ''

If I had n't been on my knees already, I would have collapsed onto the story.

'' Who ? What does she live ? '' I asked, assuming that I knew the result.

'' Jessie my wife, She knows you 've been sucking my cock in exchange for my effectual fee 's, '' he said.

My top dog was spinning. My entire life was crashing down around me. If it got around our small town that I was sucking another man 's rooster for legal payments, it would ruin what little clientele I had left. Furthermore, it would entail all of the legal body of work Tom had been doing to serve me regain access to my baby would be wasted.

'' Oh, fuck, '' I said. `` How did she find out ? Is she mad ? Is she going to tell anyone ? ... Shit. I am screwed. You are screwed. I 'll never populate this down ... ''

'' That 's sufficiency, '' Tom said adamantly. `` Settle down. '' Of trend, she was mad. savage, in fact, and she wants to see you. Tomorrow night at our house. ''

'' Me ? What the shtup does she want to see me for ? '' I asked.

Tom explained that, a few days earlier, Jessie had accused him of having an thing. She had assumed he was fucking lilliputian Becky, his 18-year-old repository. When he came rest home she had peppered him with incursive interrogative.

After they argued, she threatened to allow him, and severalize everyone in townsfolk. Including the mayor, who just happens to be Becky 's over-protective father. Tom told me that he came white.

defeated, I had come to Tom almost a twelvemonth ago after my ex-wife moved our children 200 miles away and started refusing to let them visit me. We had gotten a quick, and tranquil divorcement 10 months prior. After the day she had caught me stroking my dick to some Internet porno.

I took the trial and living schedule she demanded, even though it was far less prison term with my kids and far more money for her than was requisite. All this, of class, was on the advice of my attorney, a kid fresh out of law shoal who 's fee was on par with his experience.

As soon as the divorcement was final, she announced she was moving, and that it would be considerably if I did n't see our small fry anymore.

Desperate to have some affaire with my minor, I went to see Tom, a secretive protagonist and the estimable all around lawyer in our Town. After reading my divorce papers, he asked why I had hired such an inexperienced lawyer and agreed to such a bad deal.

That young lawyer was all I could afford, I explained. I 'm the proprietor and editor in chief of our township 's small, weekly newspaper. I was barely generating enough tax income to hold back the report afloat which has been a struggle for various class, since the internet.

'' Actually, I do n't know how I 'll be able to yield you, '' I told Tom. `` But I 'm desperate and you are the best attorney in the county. ''

Tom agreed to occupy my character and started asking questions about the luck that led to our break up. He asked me to start at the beginning so he could get the full moon picture.

So I told him in depth about, how after geezerhood of wedlock our sex spirit had taken a turn for the worse. Work and life had taken its toll on the frequency of our intimate encounters. I started out just visiting some internet porn website to stroke my putz and take the edge off.

While many fair sex would be mad to becharm their married man watching net porn, he 'd never seen it tip to a divorce.

'' She did n't like what I was watching, '' I said.

The expression on Tom 's face completely changed. `` Was it child porn ? '' he asked. `` I do n't think I can represent you if it was. ''

I assured him it was not, but I hesitated to divulge what it was. To properly interpret me, Tom said he had to do it exactly what my soon-to-be ex-wife actually saw. That was something my previous lawyer had n't asked.

'' It was sex between two men, '' I stammered in mortification.

'' I see, '' Tom said as he tried to observe any reaction from showing on his brass. `` Are you gay ? ''

'' I guess I 'm more epicene, '' I said. `` I 've had a few encounters with Guy when I was in high school and college, but none since I got married. ''

Tom went on to say, `` I understand, Like a lot of married men, you had turned to Internet smut when the sex in your marital sprightliness had dried up ''.

While the heterosexual person stuff seemed to work for a prison term, I found myself drawn to a greater extent and more to deviant sexual demeanour. Then eventually to watching two men suck and fuck.

Tom asked me a few more query about my case, and then he broached the subject I knew was eventually coming to his requital.

As one of the best all-round attorneys in townspeople, Tom demanded a eminent rate per hr than anyone else, $ 300 an hour.

At best, I could yield about 3 hours of his time. He would use Sir Thomas More than that just researching my cause, of that I was certain. I told him as much and thanked him for his time. Then I left.

A few mean solar day later, Tom called and asked me to number by his office. This made me very curious. I thought we had determined that I was just not able-bodied to open his services.

When I entered the strawman room access, young Becky gave a very knowing smile brightly at me, and then sent me back to Tom 's office.

'' Shut the room access behind you, and sit down, '' Tom said, in a very important tone.

He was sitting at his desk looking very omnipotent and pointed to a chair opposite his.

'' I 've been thinking about your causa, and I want to help oneself, '' he said. `` What your ex is doing to you just is n't aright. ''

I started to explicate that, while I appreciated his sympathy, I could n't yield him.

'' Maybe we can work out out a hatful, '' he said.

I suggested trading a full-page ad in each week 's newspaper, but Tom shook his promontory. That was n't the deal he had in thinker.

Tom began by telling me that all marriage ceremony are n't perfect, even his own. He said that while he and Jessie still loved each former and had sex fairly regularly, she had lost her enthusiasm also.

While she had never enthusiastically offered oral sex, it was a natal day and anniversary `` treat ''. And even that had stopped in Recent epoch yr. That 's when a lightbulb lit atop my capitulum. Tom was offering me a more intimate deal.

After our previous meeting, Tom said he could n't lay off thinking about my case and my sexual proclivities. It was then I realized what he was suggesting. Tom would aid with my legal trouble for some of my untapped oral exam talents.

'' How will this work ? '' I asked as I felt my erection Begin to climb in my trouser. `` When do we start ? ''

'' I 'll visit you when I need you, '' he said. `` No one will disturb us here. '' He stood and walked to the leather couch on the far bulwark of his office.

I proceeded to lock the business office doorway and then walked toward him. He had removed his pants and underwear and sat down bare-assed on his leather sofa.

I knelt down between his pegleg, feeling anxious with my heart pounding erratically in my chest. As spooky as I felt, I could still palpate my mouth beginning to water.

His erect turncock appeared slightly turgid and thicker than I imagined, but I did n't think it would piss sucking him off any more unmanageable. He pointed to the trumpery can by the lounge.

'' You can spit here if you want, '' he said looking a little disappointed.

I did n't bother mentioning to him that it would n't be necessary. That I would be Sir Thomas More than volition to swallow his semen.

I leaned in taking his flaccid cock into my oral fissure. Enjoying the whiz of having a warm smooth cock make my mouth experience full-of-the-moon for the beginning time in years.

I began by massaging the underside of his dick with my tongue and massaging his clod with my hired hand. He quickly grew more tumid as my oral fissure did its job. Tom quietly moaned his approval.

As I devoured his tool with my moist mouth, I made sure to keep eye touch like the peeress in the pornographic picture. Hoping to point my submission to his very masculine persona.

Tom leaned his head back and closed his oculus, apparently lost in his sexual phantasy. I wondered if it made it easier to pretend he was n't letting another man suck his dick.

Worried that we were taking too long, I wrapped my script around the root word of his putz and stroked him in rhythm as I teased his cockhead with my tongue and mouth.

It did n't carry farsighted before I felt Tom 's body stiffen, his ballock pulled taut to his body, and his trembling started. I felt his abdominal cavity go rigid and his hips bucked.

'' nookie. I 'm going to cum, '' he moaned, and I felt his lovesome creamy encumbrance satisfy my mouth.

I gulped down as quickly as I could but found it hard to hold back up with volley after volley of his affectionate spark.

I released his peter from my mouth when I thought he had finished. Sucking and licking the pennant in an attempt to clean up his mess.

Suddenly, one final shooting erupted across my brim and cheek. Tom looked into my eyes as I savored his last bit of semen. He handed me his handkerchief to wipe my face. Then he got dressed and bid me goodbye.

Two minutes later, I was triumphantly walking back toward my bureau. Hoping no one could imagine what I 'd just done. If they 'd looked closely, they might have noticed the flimsy protuberance in my trouser.

As soon as I reached my office, I quickly locked the threshold and dropped my pants and stroked myself to an intense sexual climax. Trying to relive the last half-hour in my intellect.

Since then, Tom had called me once or twice a week, and asked me to meet to discuss my `` lawsuit. '' I knew whenever he called it was my job to make up a payment by draining his balls.

It was always the same, I 'd close and lock the threshold, we 'd switch over pleasantries and I 'd kneel down and suck him off. He never offered to touch me in any way. In fact, I never even took off a single stitch of wear.

As he was putting his gasp back on, Tom would update me on the status of my type as it traveled through the motor inn. It was a consummate arrangement between us.

And now it was all over, at to the lowest degree that 's what we thought. His announcement that Jessie, his married woman knew of our arrangement and the secret affair, I only hoped I could keep his wife from ruining me and my prospect of ever seeing my kids again.

=======The Next Day=======

At just preceding 7 p.m., I lightly knocked on the door at Tom and Jessie 's house. Fully fain to beg her forgiveness and to ask her not to tell anyone about my arrangement with her husband.

Tom answered the doorway and led me to the den, in the cover of his theater. He offered me a drink, trying to relax my nerves. I asked for a Bourbon on the rock'n'roll and gulped a declamatory swallow, hoping it would help to calm my racing nerve.

Tom sat across from me on the vauntingly black leather couch and then motioned for me to sit directly across from him on the matching loveseat.

Just as I got seated is when Jessie walked in. I was to humiliated and could n't meet her eye to eye. But that did n't keep me from admiring her sexy eubstance as she stood at the bar pouring herself a drinkable.

She was stunning. A short Patrick Victor Martindale White lawn tennis frock accented her curves majestically and from the looks of her makeup and hair, I doubted she had just come in from the court.

She turned and caught me staring at her. I saw a flash in her heart that I assumed was anger. But when she spoke, it was as if she was calmly chatting over a post-dinner drink.

'' So you 've been sucking my husband 's cock ? '' she asked. `` Are you a sissy faggot ? ``

I stammered and was taken aback by her commentary. As I was trying to explicate myself and concurrently making myself look like quite a fool. She held up her hand, to block me.

'' Tom has told me the news report, '' she said. `` But I 'd like to take heed it from the whore 's mouth, so to talk. '' Then I noticed an wickedness smile.

I timidly recounted the narrative for her, leaving nothing out. I told her about my failing marriage. How my wife had caught me masturbating to gay porno and how she 'd taken my children from me after our divorce.

When I got to the point in my story where her hubby Tom, had suggested I pay his fee 's in trade, she shot him a dirty look. I 'm guessing he had told her that our system had been all my idea.

When I finished my account, she asked, `` Do you like it ? Sucking him, I mean. ''

'' I do like it, '' I said. `` Giving someone so practically delight with my mouthpiece has always been one of my favorite affair. Even when I was married, I probably gave my wife oral examination sex far more than we made love. ''

'' What do you like about it ? '' she asked.

'' I love the ascendance they have over me, and the way he feels against my spit, I love the way he tastes, '' I said. `` And I love the way his cock clotheshorse when he is finis. ''

Jessie made a funny face. `` I do n't care for any of that, '' she said. `` Did you let him cum in your mouth ? ''

'' Of line I do, '' I replied. `` That 's the serious character. ''

'' Do you immerse ? '' she asked.

I nodded yes. She made another funny aspect. I realized then, that must bear been the reason Tom had offered me a trash can to spit in the first sentence I sucked his dick.

'' I 've never swallowed cum, '' she said. `` The few times I 've let him do in my mouth, I had to spit it out before I threw up. ''

I told her that I enjoyed the gustatory sensation and grain and that swallowing Tom 's cargo felt like my reward for a job well done.

Jessie stood up from where she had been sitting beside her married man and refilled her drink. She said that when she first suspected Tom of cheating on her, she was furious. She expected he would leave her for a younger woman.

Learning that he had been letting another man suck him off was hardly receive news show, she said. But after Tom explained it, assuring her he would never leave alone her and that he would end our transcription, she began to come around and eventually became quite curious.

At least part of this was her mistake, she said. Not caring for her husband 's needs had led him to seek other remedies.

I did n't say her that Tom had only told me what was going on after I 'd sucked him off the day before. Then she dropped a bombshell.

'' I want to watch, '' she said.

I sat there dumbfounded, ineffectual to mouth.

'' tone at him, '' she said of her husband. `` He 's had a erection since you started telling me about sucking his cock. He actually has a wet topographic point on his slacks. So go ahead boy, I want to find out you suck my married man 's cock. ''

I looked at Tom and he shrugged his shoulder slightly. He stood up, kicked off his horseshoe and removed his pants and packer. His putz was semi-erect and precum was bubbling from his slit.

Nervous as I was, I decided to put on a show for Tom and Jessie. I wanted her to see him get the dear blowjob he 'd ever gotten.

I slid off the couch and onto my knees in figurehead of him. After licking the precum from the tip of his pecker with the tip of my knife, I opened widely and slid the length of his shaft along my tongue and into the book binding of my throat.

Only when my olfactory organ was pushed against his pubic whisker did I fold my lips around the base of his dick.

Tom let out a groan. I pulled back until only the head of his dick was in my back talk. I sucked and tongued the headland for a consequence before sliding my mouth down the entire quill again.

I worked his dick with my sass and spit with a slowly but deliberate pace.

Between the moan and the taste of his leaking precum in the binding of my throat, I knew Tom would n't last very long.

I sucked harder and picked up the stride, but it was n't enough for Tom. He grabbed the back of my forefront and began to forcefully facefuck my backtalk.

With a grunt, he pushed as trench into my rima oris as he could and pumped his load into my throat.

Slightly surprised I swallowed as quickly as I could, with very niggling of his sperm leaking out. I continued to hold his dick in my mouth until he began to damp.

'' That was the hottest affair I 've ever seen, '' Jessie said. `` You are quite an accomplished mother fucker, boy. ``

In my zeal to give Tom the in force blowjob, I had overlooked her pet gens for me, and literally forgotten that she was in the way.

She was sitting at the opposite end of the sofa from Tom and I, looking quite energise. Her dress had worked its way up over her hips and she was rubbing her pussy through a twain of inkiness lace g-string panties.

'' He got to use your mouth, '' she said. `` I believe it 's my turn. ''

Jessie pulled her dress off over her mind and scooted to the sharpness of the couch. Without looking to her husband for approving, I slid over and pulled her panties to the incline.

She had shaved her pubic region into a thin, faint landing strip that pointed to her gormandise clit. I put the tip of my natural language on her pubic tomentum and ran the tip across her clit, between her labia and dipped slightly into her gob before starting back up. Jessie shuddered with pleasure and spread her legs wider.

After teasing her with light knife diagonal to the button, I slid down between her rim again. I intended to stop at the bottom of her pussy, but I misjudged where I was. My tongue slid past her perineum and brushed against her right piffling rosebud.

Jessie gasped and moaned, which I took to be a mansion to continue. I kept thinking that maybe Tom has never stimulated her anus.

I kept up the circle between her clit and her asshole for a few minutes before I felt her start to pull away.

'' I need some hawkshaw, '' she said.

Tom, who had been recovering from my cocksucking display a few minute of arc earlier, was stroking himself back to stiffness beside us on the couch.

Jessie climbed atop him in reversion cowgirl side and sank down on Tom 's erection. She leaned back against him as she began to slowly rock-and-roll back and forth, I leaned in between their stage and licked from his balls up past times where she was buried on his shaft to her clit.

'' fucking yes, '' she moaned. `` Just like that. ''

I licked them from his nut to his diaphysis and to her clit a few to a greater extent clock time. My saliva lubricating their sex pipe organ. Jessie began to revolve her hips a bit quicker and she grabbed the top of my forefront when I again reached her clit and held my spit in place.

I sucked gently at her clit, gently nipping it with my front teeth. She moaned again even louder and started moving faster. I stayed with her as long as I could, but fearing harm, I backed away when her tempo got too fast to keep up with.

Tom had Jessie 's asscheeks in his hands and was lifting her up and down as she was impaled on his very moist tool.

With a oink, he pushed his hips up and came hard, putting his endorsement cargo in about 20 mo into her wet pussy. His orgasm triggered hers and her thigh squeezed shut.

Jessie was moaning loudly and riding him wildly. Then her soundbox tensed and she froze, her trunk began to shiver and then she relaxed again, against Tom 's reclining torso.

I sat quietly at their feet and watched with enchantment as Jessie 's well-fucked snatch finally released Tom 's shrinking cock.

I was trying to think of every second of the eve so I could replay it in my head when I got home and jerked off.

After a instant or two, Jessie lifted her straits from where she 's been laying on Tom.

'' So what do you do when you are done sucking my hubby ? '' she asked.

I told her that I generally went back to my role or plate and masturbated while the discernment of his cock and cum were still newly in my mouth.

'' Well, go ahead, '' she said. `` We 've both gotten off. I do n't see why you should n't. Jerk your little peter for us. ''

I pushed my pants and packer brief down past my stifle and started to stroke myself energetically.

After what seemed the likes of forever, it felt slap-up to unloosen my pecker from my sticky pants and wrap my fingers around my shaft.

I was face-to-crotch with the pecker I 'd sucked many times and pussy that I 'd just relish licking for the first time in my sprightliness. Their sexual tone was intoxicating to me. As I watched, a dollop of Tom 's cum dripped from Jessie 's hole and skid toward her rosebud.

I leaned in and licked her asshole clean and jerk. Jessie moaned and grabbed my foreland, pulling me in tighter to her cum-filled hole.

I tongued her twat, seeking to taste any of Tom 's cum that I could blarney from her. They both watched as I serviced her and brought myself closer to orgasm.

I slowed my stroke because I was enjoying my cum filled treat. I gripped my difficult turncock but did n't stroke it. I did n't want to come up yet and I was worried that jerking off would take my attention away from my job between her thigh.

With my lingua in her pussy, my pry earth against her clit. As she wiggled her hips so that I stroked the outside of her pussy with it, she deposited Thomas More of their combined juice into my mouth.

The taste and texture was heavenly. I 'd never eaten a cum-filled kitty before, but I hoped it would n't be my last.

Jessie 's pace quickened and she moaned. `` I 'm going to cum again, '' she said.

I pumped my dick as she pushed my fount tight against her pussy.

As she got off, so did I, shooting my cargo all over the front of the sofa that she and Tom were laying on.

When she released my head, I dropped back to the floor, trying to becharm my breath.

Jessie was still laying on top of Tom and he had his arms wrapped around her midsection. He had tucked his face into her neck and was gently kissing her as she came down from her post-orgasm heights.

When I could, I stood up, pulled my underwear up over my cum-covered dick and quietly left the room.

For all, we 'd just shared, this was easily the raging intimate experience of my life story. Watching their post-coital hugging seemed to be invasive.

I let myself out and quickly drove domicile. Before I could park and get inside, my hammer was already stirring. I could n't hold back to get in my bed and relive the night 's events with my little dick in my helping hand.

THE END ...

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