Copyright 2019 by tcs1963

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This story contains vista of bisexuality, queerness, female and male person supremacy, and Force or Coercion. Please have an spread mind.

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By tcs1963

Chapter 1 `` The Beginning ''

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

'' Oh, know. I 'm going to cum, '' he moaned.

His verbal cue was hardly requirement because I could feel his pulsing diaphysis with my tongue as he unloaded his overfilled orchis. His warm, salty fluid filled the cover of my pharynx, with just a few drop spilling down from the turning point of my mouth.

I held his cock as oceanic abyss in my pharynx as I could lease it without gagging. Gently sucking the psyche and teasing the underside with my glossa. Trying to swallow his seed quickly, as both an act of self-preservation and to give him some final examination stimulation as his coming induced trembling waned.

Tom slid his now deflating erection from my lip, and I sat back on my heels. Kneeling at his understructure 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 level.

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

If I had n't been on my articulatio genus already, I would cause collapsed onto the floor.

'' Who ? What does she cognize ? '' I asked, assuming that I knew the answer.

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

My head was spinning. My stallion biography was crashing down around me. If it got around our small-scale town that I was sucking another man 's hammer for legal payments, it would destroy what small byplay I had left. Furthermore, it would mean all of the legal workplace Tom had been doing to help me find access to my children would be wasted.

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

'' That 's decent, '' Tom said adamantly. `` Settle down. '' Of course, she was mad. angry, in fact, and she wants to see you. Tomorrow night at our planetary house. ''

'' Me ? What the screwing does she need to see me for ? '' I asked.

Tom explained that, a few days earlier, Jessie had accused him of having an affair. She had assumed he was fucking little Becky, his 18-year-old secretary. When he came habitation she had peppered him with invasive doubtfulness.

After they argued, she threatened to leave him, and tell everyone in townsfolk. Including the city manager, who just happens to be Becky 's over-protective father. Tom told me that he came uninfected.

defeated, I had come to Tom almost a year ago after my ex-wife moved our minor 200 knot away and started refusing to let them visit me. We had gotten a quick, and lull divorce 10 months prior. After the day she had caught me stroking my cock to some cyberspace smut.

I took the trial and support schedule she demanded, even though it was far lupus erythematosus time with my kids and far to a greater extent money for her than was necessary. All this, of path, was on the advice of my attorney, a kid fresh out of law schooltime who 's fee was on par with his experience.

As soon as the divorce was final exam, she announced she was moving, and that it would be undecomposed if I did n't see our kids anymore.

Desperate to induce some involvement with my children, I went to see Tom, a stuffy booster and the best all around lawyer in our township. After reading my divorce papers, he asked why I had hired such an inexperient attorney and agreed to such a bad mess.

That Edward Young lawyer was all I could give, I explained. I 'm the owner and editor of our townspeople 's diminished, hebdomadal newsprint. I was barely generating enough revenue to preserve the paper afloat which has been a struggle for several years, since the internet.

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

Tom agreed to assume my case and started asking questions about the circumstances that led to our falling out up. He asked me to bulge at the first so he could get the full-of-the-moon picture.

So I told him in depth about, how after years of marriage our sex life had taken a turn for the worse. Work and life had taken its toll on the frequence of our intimate encounters. I started out just visiting some internet porn website to stroke my cock and engage the edge off.

While many women would be mad to catch their husbands watching internet porn, he 'd never seen it lead 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 cerebrate I can represent you if it was. ''

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

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

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

'' I guess I 'm more epicene, '' I said. `` I 've had a few encounter with guys 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 hook up with men, you had turned to cyberspace pornography when the sex in your married life had dried up ''.

While the straight stuff and nonsense seemed to work for a meter, I found myself drawn more and more to deviant intimate behavior. Then eventually to watching two men suck and ass.

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

As one of the expert all-round attorney in town, Tom demanded a higher rate per hour than anyone else, $ 300 an hour.

At comfortably, I could afford about 3 hours of his clock time. He would use more than that just researching my case, of that I was sure. I told him as much and thanked him for his time. Then I left.

A few days later, Tom called and asked me to come by his function. This made me very curious. I thought we had determined that I was just not able to afford his services.

When I entered the front threshold, untried Becky gave a very knowing smile brightly at me, and then sent me back to Tom 's office.

'' Shut the door behind you, and sit down, '' Tom said, in a very classic musical note.

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

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

I started to explain that, while I appreciated his understanding, I could n't afford him.

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

I suggested trading a full-page ad in each hebdomad 's newspaper, but Tom shook his head. That was n't the hatful he had in mind.

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 other and had sex fairly regularly, she had lost her enthusiasm also.

While she had never enthusiastically offered oral sex, it was a birthday and anniversary `` dainty ''. And even that had stopped in recent class. That 's when a lightbulb lit atop my head. Tom was offering me a more intimate deal.

After our former meeting, Tom said he could n't stop thinking about my cause and my sexual proclivity. It was then I realized what he was suggesting. Tom would help with my legal trouble for some of my untapped viva voce talents.

'' How will this work ? '' I asked as I felt my erecting Begin to rise in my pants. `` When do we start ? ''

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

I proceeded to shut away the authority door and then walked toward him. He had removed his pants and underclothing and sat down bare-assed on his leather couch.

I knelt down between his legs, feeling dying with my heart pounding erratically in my chest of drawers. As spooky as I felt, I could still feel my rima oris beginning to water.

His erect cock appeared slightly large and thicker than I imagined, but I did n't think it would do sucking him off any more unmanageable. He pointed to the trash can by the sofa.

'' 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 Thomas More than willing to swallow up his semen.

I leaned in taking his flaccid tool into my mouth. Enjoying the wizard of having a warm up smooth shaft make my mouth feel wide for the initiative time in years.

I began by massaging the underside of his gumshoe with my glossa and massaging his balls with my bridge player. He quickly grew more set up as my mouth did its job. Tom quietly moaned his approval.

As I devoured his peter with my moist mouth, I made sure to keep eye impinging like the Lady in the pornographic TV. Hoping to show my entry to his very masculine persona.

Tom leaned his head back and closed his eyes, apparently lost in his sexual fantasies. I wondered if it made it promiscuous to act he was n't letting another man suck his dick.

Worried that we were taking too long, I wrapped my mitt around the base of his pecker and stroked him in rhythm method as I teased his cockhead with my tongue and sass.

It did n't take farseeing before I felt Tom 's consistence stiffen, his balls pulled taut to his body, and his trembling started. I felt his abdominal cavity go strict and his hips bucked.

'' fucking. I 'm going to cum, '' he moaned, and I felt his warm creamy burden fill my backtalk.

I gulped down as quickly as I could but found it arduous to keep up with volley after volley of his warm outpouring.

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

Suddenly, one terminal shot erupted across my lip and brass. Tom looked into my middle as I savored his hold up bit of cum. He handed me his hankie to pass over my face. Then he got garmented and bid me goodbye.

Two bit later, I was triumphantly walking back toward my office. Hoping no one could imagine what I 'd just done. If they 'd looked closely, they might ingest noticed the cold-shoulder hump in my pants.

As soon as I reached my office, I quickly locked the door and dropped my pants and stroked myself to an intense climax. Trying to live over the last half-hour in my mind.

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

It was always the same, I 'd shut and operate the door, we 'd exchange pleasantries and I 'd kneel down and suck him off. He never offered to partake me in any way. In fact, I never even took off a single stitch of article of clothing.

As he was putting his pants back on, Tom would update me on the status of my instance as it traveled through the courts. It was a stark arrangement between us.

And now it was all over, at least that 's what we thought. His announcement that Jessie, his wife knew of our agreement and the secret liaisons, I only hoped I could keep his wife from ruining me and my opportunity of ever seeing my kids again.

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

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

Tom answered the room access and led me to the den, in the back of his planetary house. He offered me a beverage, trying to unbend my nervousness. I asked for a bourbon on the rocks and gulped a declamatory sup, hoping it would aid to calm my racing heart.

Tom sat across from me on the great total darkness 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 hold me from admiring her sexy body as she stood at the bar pouring herself a beverage.

She was stunning. A short white tennis apparel accented her curves majestically and from the looks of her makeup and hair, I doubted she had just come in from the courts.

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

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

I stammered and was taken aback by her comment. As I was trying to excuse myself and concurrently making myself look like quite a fall guy. She held up her hand, to stop me.

'' Tom has told me the story, '' she said. `` But I 'd like to get wind it from the woman of the street 's rima oris, so to speak. '' Then I noticed an malign smile.

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

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

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

'' I do like it, '' I said. `` Giving mortal so practically pleasure with my mouth has always been one of my favorite things. Even when I was married, I probably gave my wife viva sex far Thomas More than we made honey. ''

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

'' I love the ascendancy 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 swells when he is close. ''

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

'' Of course I do, '' I replied. `` That 's the best part. ''

'' Do you swallow ? '' she asked.

I nodded yes. She made another peculiar face. I realized then, that must have been the reason Tom had offered me a chicken feed can to spit in the inaugural sentence I sucked his dick.

'' I 've never swallowed cum, '' she said. `` The few times I 've let him follow in my back talk, I had to ptyalise it out before I threw up. ''

I told her that I enjoyed the taste and grain and that swallowing Tom 's consignment felt like my advantage for a job well done.

Jessie stood up from where she had been sitting beside her married man and refilled her drinkable. 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 welcome news, she said. But after Tom explained it, assuring her he would never depart her and that he would end our arrangement, she began to occur around and eventually became quite curious.

At to the lowest degree persona of this was her fault, she said. Not caring for her husband 's needs had led him to attempt other therapeutic.

I did n't order 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 catch, '' she said.

I sat there dumbfounded, ineffectual to speak.

'' Look at him, '' she said of her husband. `` He 's had a hard-on since you started telling me about sucking his peter. He actually has a wet place on his slacks. So go ahead boy, I want to find out you suck my husband 's hammer. ''

I looked at Tom and he shrugged his shoulders slightly. He stood up, kicked off his shoes and removed his pants and drawers. His cock was semi-erect and precum was bubbling from his puss.

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

I slid off the couch and onto my knees in social movement of him. After licking the precum from the tip of his dick with the tip of my tongue, I opened panoptic and slid the length of his ray along my tongue and into the cover of my throat.

Only when my olfactory organ was pushed against his pubic hair did I close my sassing around the base of his peter.

Tom let out a moan. I pulled back until only the head of his dick was in my mouth. I sucked and tongued the head for a moment before sliding my mouth down the full gibe again.

I worked his dick with my oral cavity and natural language with a slow down but moot yard.

Between the groan and the taste of his leaking precum in the dorsum of my throat, I knew Tom would n't terminal very long.

I sucked harder and picked up the pace, but it was n't enough for Tom. He grabbed the spine of my head and began to forcefully facefuck my lip.

With a oink, he pushed as cryptic into my mouth as he could and pumped his lode into my throat.

Slightly surprised I swallowed as quickly as I could, with very little of his sperm leaking out. I continued to hold his putz in my mouthpiece until he began to soften.

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

In my readiness to kick in Tom the best blowjob, I had overlooked her pet name for me, and literally forgotten that she was in the room.

She was sitting at the antonym end of the sofa from Tom and I, looking quite aroused. Her dress had worked its way up over her hips and she was rubbing her pussy through a pair of inkiness lacing G-string panty.

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

Jessie pulled her dress off over her drumhead and scooted to the edge of the couch. Without looking to her husband for approval, I slid over and pulled her panties to the side.

She had shaved her pubic area into a reduce, wispy landing flight strip that pointed to her engorged clit. I put the tip of my tongue on her pubic hair and ran the tip across her clit, between her labia and dipped slightly into her hole before starting back up. Jessie shuddered with pleasure and spread her legs wider.

After teasing her with light-colored tongue CVA to the clit, I slid down between her sass again. I intended to stop at the tail of her pussy, but I misjudged where I was. My lingua slid past her perineum and brushed against her decently piddling rosebud.

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

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

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

Tom, who had been recovering from my cocksucking presentation a few instant earlier, was stroking himself back to stiffness beside us on the sofa.

Jessie climbed atop him in blow cowgirl view and sank down on Tom 's erection. She leaned back against him as she began to slowly Rock back and Forth River, I leaned in between their legs and licked from his ball up past where she was buried on his calamus to her clit.

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

I licked them from his balls to his shaft and to her clit a few more than times. My saliva lubricating their sex electric organ. Jessie began to rotate her hips a bit quicker and she grabbed the top of my head when I again reached her button and held my tongue 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 injury, I backed away when her pace 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 dampish cock.

With a grunt, he pushed his hips up and came hard, putting his second load in about 20 minutes into her wet pussy. His sexual climax triggered hers and her thighs squeezed shut.

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

I sat quietly at their invertebrate foot and watched with enchantment as Jessie 's well-fucked pussy finally released Tom 's shrinking turncock.

I was trying to remember every moment of the evening so I could replay it in my mind when I got home and jerked off.

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

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

I told her that I generally went back to my function or home and masturbated while the gustatory perception of his cock and cum were still fresh 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 dick for us. ''

I pushed my drawers and boxer briefs down past my genu and started to stroke myself energetically.

After what seemed like forever, it felt nifty to release my prick from my sticky pants and roll my finger around my shaft.

I was face-to-crotch with the cock I 'd sucked many times and pussy that I 'd just enjoy licking for the first time in my animation. Their sexual smell was intoxicating to me. As I watched, a dollop of Tom 's cum dripped from Jessie 's maw and slid toward her rosebud.

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

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

I slowed my stroking because I was enjoying my cum filled treat. I gripped my hard cock but did n't stroke it. I did n't want to come yet and I was worried that jerking off would charter my aid away from my job between her thighs.

With my glossa in her pussy, my nose dry land against her clit. As she wiggled her rose hip so that I stroked the outside of her slit with it, she deposited more of their combined succus into my mouth.

The taste and grain was heavenly. I 'd never eaten a cum-filled kitty-cat 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 case tight against her snatch.

As she got off, so did I, shooting my incumbrance 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 beguile my breath.

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

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

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

I let myself out and quickly drove rest home. Before I could park and get inside, my rooster was already stirring. I could n't look to get in my bed and relive the night 's events with my little hawkshaw in my handwriting.

THE END ...

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