It Was N'T Her Fault


Cheating, Cuckold, Masturbation
Dian John Broadus Watson is a self proclaimed flirt. She's never considered herself a nonesuch and has had her share of sexual spouse, especially when she was untried, but she wouldn't count herself a slovenly woman either. She does occasionally fantasize about hooking up with random guy wire she flirts with. It turns her on to recollect about sneaking off somewhere and dropping her pants or hiking her annulus and letting the guy screw her brainpower out. She never acts on those fantasies though, she tries to experience her sprightliness to a high lesson monetary standard and she loves her hubby too practically to do that to him.

She has been married now for five years to her amazing hubby and while they do bear a spat from time to time they have a majuscule relationship. But trouble started a few month ago. The two of them had gone out to a club with some friends and a few had come back to their place to hang out for a while. Dian had of course been flirting with guys at the baseball club. Her hubby didn't mind, in fact he liked to coquet with other women 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 nightclub with some Friend and a few had come back to their space to hang up out for a while. Dian had of course of study been flirting with guy cable at the lodge as usual and was extremely aroused and prepare for Brian to give her a good 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 domicile around 2 am, leaving Dian downstairs with a few of their booster that were there. They hung out for a while and slowly they left, except for Eric, one of Brian's brother from work. That's when thing 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 than of a cocky posture than she liked.

Eric said,"I don't think I'm in any bod to drive habitation yet. Do you mind if I stay a little prospicient ?"

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

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

"He has a quick natural language"she said,"And he can talk"she added with a wink

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

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

Dian wouldn't have been surprised to know that Eric was cognisant of her pension for flirting, that was unwashed knowledge, but what she didn't know was her husband like to talk about their sexual escapades to some of his brother. Namely, he had told Eric before how turned on she got from flirting. Eric, being the slime ball that he was, decided to form a gambol and see if he could get into her pants.

"I don't have the better fashion but I do take a talented tongue"he said, moving closer to her and lightly wrapping his hand around her speed arm.

Dian suddenly felt hot and didn't know what to say for a moment and his eyes pierced into hers. His early 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 moment, 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 elbow room. She could hardly believe what just happened but she also could hardly believe the affect on her.

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

Fuck, I guess I'll just own to fuck myself tonight. She muttered in frustration. But she decided that beginning 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 bit. No problem.

When she walked into the living way 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 things got out of control again.

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

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 time, when she tried to push him away he held tight and even forced her against the wall. He shoved one knee between her legs and used on hand to grab her tits and the other to twinge her ass. Then he pushed her down on the couch and forced himself between her legs. She was still wearing her dress from the social club and he began to fumble her pussy through her panties. He could finger 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 finger into her kitty-cat.

Dian moaned and was caught in a battle between what her horny, beast instincts wanted, and what she knew was right.

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

"If you don't want this, then why did you come 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 red for row. Partially because of the jounce running through her consistency, and the totally erotic nature of what was happening, and partially because she wondered if he was right."God"she thought,"I don't remember the end meter I was this horny"“ Maybe I really did need this"She was fighting a battle in her own brain, and losing.

"It's ok"He said,"You can hazard you don't want to. Just recount 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 room. Before she could read what was happening, he was shoving his cock in her pussy. She hadn't even noticed him pulling his drawers down. She moaned as he forced it inside. As wet as she was, it really didn't take often. She was lost at that point, to far gone to try to turn back so she rationalized the she might as well love it.

Eric gave her a expert rough fuck, and it was amazing. He fucked her hard and late, sometimes he could feel the tip of his tool brush against what he assumed was her uterine cervix, and to her, it felt like he was rearranging her insides. He rubbed her clit at the same sentence, and she quickly was hit by the long, virtually intense orgasm she had ever experienced. Her middle rolled in the back of her head and she lost all concept of where she was and what was happening. Eric had to catch a pillow to muffle her moans after she got too loudly. She came for what seemed like an eternity 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-bodied to form any intelligible Book.

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

He even began to ride her, saying"You like my cock jade ?"“ Are you saying you want more than ?"“ What's that ? Harder ?"

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

Eventually he began to get tired from the exertion and he couldn't hold out much longer.

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

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

auditory sense that was the last slight bit that sent him over the edge. He slammed into her on last time and drop. She could feel every spirt of cum filling her up. It felt so dirty and depraved but at the same time, maybe because of that, it also felt amazing.

Afterwards he sat up and pick up his breath while he watched his cum oozing out of her pussy.

He stood up and pulled up his pants."Thanks for the not bad have it off Dian"He said,"I'm already looking forward to next meter"And with that he left.

Dian laid there, recovering, her mind was still in overload from the climax and she couldn't really think straightaway. She was in a province of shock. She had just had the most vivid orgasm of her life sentence 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 matter ?

She felt put-upon, but in a satisfy way. She felt the same 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 pass in. And you enjoy it. You like being used. Her brain told her.

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

Then her genius 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 loud, and she realized that she was still laying on the couch, her doll pulled up and legs spread.

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

Then her thoughts returned to him cumming inside her. It had felt beat, 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 cunt and getting close to cumming. She almost forced herself to terminate but then thought, why not. After, she felt guilty again, he may sustain 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 sleep though. It was filled with dreams about submitting herself to Eric .
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