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Chapter 26: - Carl
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 26: - Carl - A young husband learns he has the power to grant permission, and his young wife learns how to take advantage of it.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Cuckold Sharing Wife Watching Group Sex Anal Sex Double Penetration Voyeurism Big Breasts
“Do you want to have dinner tonight?” Lynn snuck up behind me in our development suite and whispered in my ear.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I was not falling for her little seduction. I was starting to get the idea that Stein was behind it. I always get to decide when we recruit for the positions on my contracts. She’s here on his orders not mine.
“Come on. I hate to eat alone.”
“I’m just going to order in tonight and call my wife.” I also changed my hotel when Lynn told me she was coming. I’m not taking any chances.
“You think she’ll answer your call? How naive are you?” I didn’t respond to that, but I could still feel her behind me. Our coworkers in the room were starting to notice our little tête-à-tête.
“He’s going to fuck her all day long, you know. That’s his M.O. Call it an initiation. He likes to stake claim right away.” I’m still working without responding, but she’s hard to tune out.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s got that huge cock in her right now, and she’s begging for more,” she continued. “I know I did, and she seems pretty enthusiastic to me. I mean, she loves that big ass cock.”
“That’s enough, Lynn. Why don’t you go do whatever it is you’re supposed to do here, so I can get back to work.”
“No problem, Carl. Just here to let you know that we have two interviews set up for tomorrow. They are on your schedule.”
“OK. Thanks. I’ll take a look later.” There is silence behind me, and I can feel her breathing.
“You’re a stubborn man.”
“I’m a loyal man.”
“Your loyalty is misplaced on a dirty fucking whore who is getting her pussy resized as we speak.”
“And you are...?”
“Touché, asshole.”
That evening, I tried to get Charlotte on the phone since I left work and it was now 8 p.m. I’ve left like 10 messages, but received no response. Is she “busy” as Lynn implied or just avoiding me? Or both?
As I began watching the NFL football game, I got an email with four numbered videos in my inbox. They were not from my wife, but from Stein. The email came with directions to text him after watching.
Of course as the submissive I’m finding myself to be, I watched them in order.
When the screen cleared, Video #1 opened with a completely naked Charlotte spread eagle on a small round table in a kitchen. Her head was bent backwards over the side and Stein was stuffing her throat with his cock.
His hands were filled with handfuls of her tits as he jammed his mighty cock in her mouth over and over again. She gagged and coughed and had turn her head to the side every know and then to spit up. He faced fucked her hard for about two minutes and then the video ended.
Video #2 once again showed a naked Charlotte sitting on a tile floor with a face covered in spunk. She was giggling uncontrollably and trying to whip it off, but he was slapping her hands away.
“Don’t fucking do that, I told you. Leave it there, your stupid little bitch. I put that cum on your face for a reason.”
“You called me stupid!” She giggled.
“You know you’re my stupid little bitch, but I love you anyway,” he said in a condescending way. She stopped giggling like he slapped her. She looked up at him with one big questioning eye, as the other was too covered with spunk.
“You love me? Harry?”
“You just figuring this out? See how stupid you are?”
“Aawwwww, Harry.” He let her wipe her face with a towel.
“Look in the camera and tell my friends what we’ve been doing today, baby?”
“Fucking and sucking.”
“So, have you had fun so far?”
“It’s the best day of my life.” And our wedding day was what?
“When are you going to let them fuck you?”
“They need permission.”
“If I give you permission, are you going to let Gary fuck you now.”
“I still don’t like him too much. What about the little guy, Ben?”
“You want to fuck old Ben?”
“He has nice hands.”
“He has some pretty unusual sexual tastes, though.”
“Really. What does he like?”
“Do you want to see what he likes?” Stein pulled up an iPad and started a video that I couldn’t see, but I could hear a woman scream.
“Oh my God, what is he doing?”
“Pissing on her. What do you think of that?”
“Wow! That’s so dirty. Really dirty. I don’t think she likes it.”
“Some girls do. Do you think you would?”
“I don’t know. Maybe.” I heard a slap from the iPad. A hard one.
“OOHH! He slapped her titties. Oh, she likes it. Wow. She’s holding them up for him. OH!” I hear a series of hard slaps and see Charlotte jump in alarm.
“He sure did. I slapped yours, too.”
“Not that hard! That looked like it hurt. Stop it. He’s slapping her everywhere!”
“Ben likes rough sex.”
“Wow. Maybe not such nice hands!” That video ended.
The next video started with Charlotte slowly riding Stein in the reverse cowgirl position. Her hair was wet like she had just taken a shower. She has never done anything before that I would consider a gymnastic sexual position, so this was a surprise. She was slowly grinding on that big cock as he was groping her boobs from below.
He slapped her ass. “Faster, bitch. Show me you deserve my cock.”
“I’ll try master, but it feels so good tho way.” Master? That’s fucking new. When did that start? Last week? Today? He does nothing without a plan. What is he trying to achieve?
“For you. What about me?”
“I’m sorry, Harry baby. I didn’t think.” She sped up, slamming her pelvis down on him, making his chubby body ripple in waves.
Watching my wife do things with him she has never done with me is both exhilarating and disturbing. Was our sex life too boring? Are his aggressive demands more exciting for her, more challenging? All I knew was that my dick could break rock at that point.
Anything he demands, she apparently does. No questions asked. The sex alone is not such a big deal, but the way she just submits to him, lets him break our rules and dominates her, that bothers me.
“Oooohhhh, Haaarrrryyyy. It’s soooo deeep in my puuussssyyy. Sssooo ssooo deeepp.”
“Deeper than Carl?”
“Yeesss. I told you already. So much deeper. You fuck me so good, baby.”
“Tiny dick pretty boy can’t fuck you like this, Charlotte. He never will satisfy you like I can.”
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