Dian James Dewey Watson is a ego proclaimed flirt. She's never considered herself a saint and has had her share of sexual partners, especially when she was younger, but she wouldn't look at herself a slut either. She does occasionally fantasise about hooking up with random hombre she flirts with. It turns her on to think about sneaking off somewhere and dropping her drawers or hiking her skirt and letting the guy screw her head out. She never acts on those fantasy though, she tries to hold out her life to a eminent moral standard and she loves her married man too practically to do that to him.

She has been married now for five long time to her amazing hubby and while they do feature a pettifoggery from time to sentence they have a nifty kinship. But trouble started a few calendar month ago. The two of them had gone out to a club with some friends and a few had come back to their billet to pay heed out for a while. Dian had of course been flirting with guys at the society. Her husband didn't brain, in fact he liked to flirt with other women too. It always led to them screwing each other's brains out later.

But trouble started one night after they went out to political party. The two of them had gone out to a night club with some friend and a few had come back to their position to attend out for a while. Dian had of line been flirting with guys at the club as usual and was extremely horny and cook for Brian to give her a secure fucking.

This meter though, her married man Brian had been up early that day and was wino and exhausted so he went to bed soon after returning nursing home around 2 am, leaving Dian downstairs with a few of their friends that were there. They hung out for a piece and slowly they left, except for Eric, one of Brian's brother from study. That's when things got out of control.

Dian had always gotten along with him pretty well and thought he was pretty fine-looking 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 labour domicile yet. Do you beware if I stay a trivial farseeing ?"

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

"How does a guy like Brian get lucky enough to catch a gorgeous girlfriend like you ?"Eric asked.

"He has a quick tongue"she said,"And he can utter"she added with a wink

"Is that all it takes to get in your good graces ?"Eric asked with a pixilated grin.

"It definitely helps"She replied"A daughter can't survive on good style alone."

Dian wouldn't have been surprised to know that Eric was aware of her pension for flirting, that was mutual cognition, but what she didn't know was her husband like to lecture about their sexual escapades to some of his crony. Namely, he had told Eric before how turned on she got from flirting. Eric, being the gunk ball that he was, decided to make a play and see if he could get into her gasp.

"I don't have the respectable manners but I do have a talented tongue"he said, moving closer to her and lightly wrapping his manus around her pep pill arm.

Dian suddenly felt hot and didn't know what to say for a mo and his eyes pierced into hers. His other hand 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 mo, returning the kiss while his workforce 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 elbow room. She could hardly believe what just happened but she also could hardly conceive the affect on her.

She went to see if she could get Brian awake decent to fuck. She needed it. Unfortunately, Brian was too far out of it to be any use.

Fuck, I guess I'll just have to sleep with myself tonight. She muttered in frustration. But she decided that first-class honours degree she should tell Eric that he should still stay there on the couch. She still didn't'want him to leave and risk getting a DUI or having an accident. She had already told him where they stand she reasoned, and she would only be in there for a moment. No problem.

When she walked into the life room he was nowhere to be seen. He had actually went to the bathroom to piss before he left. He walked in behind her and she turned around. That's when affair got out of controller again.

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

When Eric walked in, he figured maybe she really wants it and is waiting on him to dominate her. That's when he grabbed her and kissed her again. This fourth dimension, when she tried to labor him away he held besotted and even forced her against the wall. He shoved one knee between her legs and used on paw to snaffle her tit and the other to squeeze her ass. Then he pushed her down on the couch and forced himself between her legs. She was still wearing her dress from the club and he began to fumble her pussy through her step-in. He could feel that she was soaking wet and thought to himself"Yeah, this is what she wanted"

"plosive speech sound"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 pantie and began working a dyad finger into her twat.

Dian moaned and was caught in a struggle 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 manus tormented her idea with it's stimulation.

"If you don't want this, then why did you fall 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 loss for words. Partially because of the jolts running through her body, and the totally erotic nature of what was happening, and partially because she wondered if he was right."God"she thought,"I don't think the last time I was this horny"“ Maybe I really did want this"She was fighting a struggle in her own mind, and losing.

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

And with that he grabbed her panties and ripped them off, throwing them across the way. Before she could register what was happening, he was shoving his prick in her kitty-cat. 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 twist back so she rationalized the she might as well enjoy it.

Eric gave her a good rough fuck, and it was amazing. He fucked her hard and deep, sometimes he could feel the tip of his dick skirmish against what he assumed was her cervix, and to her, it felt like he was rearranging her interior. He rubbed her clit at the same prison term, and she quickly was hit by the longest, virtually intense coming she had ever experienced. Her eyes rolled in the backbone of her caput and she lost all conception of where she was and what was happening. Eric had to grab a pillow to stifle her moans after she got too aloud. She came for what seemed like an timelessness until she felt she couldn't stand it any more and tried to beg him to stop, but she was cumming too hard to be able to form any intelligible words.

Eric loved it, he was in total ascendence of her body and it made him feel like a god. He could enjoin she was trying to ask him to stop over but her feeble attempts to beg just spurred him on even more.

He even began to taunt her, saying"You like my cock strumpet ?"“ Are you saying you want 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 entertain out a lot longer.

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

She tried to recount him that she wasn't on nativity control but"uun ooo, b b ungl'was all she mangaged to get out.

Hearing that was the live petty bit that sent him over the edge. He slammed into her on finally time and unloaded. She could sense every spirt of cum filling her up. It felt so grime and depraved but at the same clock time, maybe because of that, it also felt amazing.

Afterwards he sat up and caught his breather while he watched his cum oozing out of her pussy.

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

Dian laid there, recovering, her brain was still in overload from the orgasm and she couldn't really think heterosexual. She was in a state of shock. She had just had the most intense sexual climax of her life 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 mind returned with, No, you said we shouldn't do this.

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

She felt victimised, but in a cheering way. She felt the Lapp way she does after Brian has his way with her.

But he's my hubby she thought.

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

She had enjoyed it, and she began to feel guilty about that. She felt like a terrible wife.

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

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

She shakily got up and made her way to the bedroom. Brian was still at rest. She felt a pang of ira at him for leaving her with that brute then instantly regretted it. She took a shower and cleaned herself proficient. She thought about his cum inside her. She hoped she wouldn't get significant. She had just had her geological period the week before so she felt like she was pretty good but decided she should get the cockcrow after lozenge tomorrow just to be condom. She then wished that they hadn't been trying to accept a baby and that she was on birth restraint.

Then her thought returned to him cumming inside her. It had felt astonishing, she loved feeling a man's junk fill 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 guilty again, he may have 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 restful eternal rest though. It was filled with aspiration about submitting herself to Eric .