Chapter 16

Undoing her leg and wrist ties, I rolled Adriana onto her back, straddled her thin chest, and then sat on her swollen purple tits, ensuring I didn’t lean much weight on them. Then, stroking myself as I waited for Adriana to recover, I marvelled at the generosity of my wife. Ness must have known Adriana was a woman I could easily fall for. Easily as beautiful as my wife and equally as submissive and responsive, Adriana was someone I could readily see as my life’s partner. Luckily for Adriana, though, I’d chosen Vanessa and wanted to be with her for eternity if possible.

Adriana’s eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at me and grinned, “Jaysus, Liam,” she bitched. “It feels like you shoved a log up my rear fuck hole. Mind you, that gorgeous cock of yours is almost big enough to be called a log!”

Then looking down at my stroking hand, Adriana asked, “That’s for my mouth now, right? It’s been in my whore’s cunt and arse, so my mouth must be next.”

I shook my head, and surprisingly, Adriana made a sad face.

“It’s been in your arse, baby girl,” I explained. “And I haven’t washed it yet.”

Her smile brightened, and Adriana stated, “You’re going to cum on my face then?”

“That I am, my little wannabe slut,” I confirmed, then ‘knee-walked’ forward until I could lower my balls onto Adriana’s lips. “Lick and suck my balls, whore!” I demanded. “Suck gently, though! If you hurt them, I’ll take my belt to your pretty ass!” Then hearing Adriana’s lustful moans, I added, “You may play with your sloppy cunt and make yourself cum.”

Softly stroking, as I wanted this to last, I waited to see what Adriana would do. At first, her licks were soft and tentative, but as her confidence grew, fuelled by moaned encouragement, Adriana began tonguing me harder and more demandingly. Then I felt her hands on my muscly buttocks, and she spread my cheeks as she tried to force me higher.

I gasped at the willingness of this little slut to test her boundaries, so I moved higher and delighted in the sensation of Adriana running her tongue along my taint and close to my ring.

“It’s not clean,” I warned Adriana. “Don’t touch it with your fingers or tongue. If you want to do that, you can after we’ve showered and ensured we’re both clean there.”

I could feel Adriana nodding as she moved her lips back to my heavily hanging balls.

I wanted to see Adriana’s facial expressions as I jacked my cock, so I moved down her body until I sat on her softly pliant stomach. A natural, Adriana smiled and licked her lips before cupping her tightly-tied rounded globes and lightly pinching her conical-shaped, tiny nipples. It was too much, and with a deep, guttural groan, I swiftly jacked my throbbing dick, then spat my ball juice onto Adriana’s gorgeous face. Moving my cock back and forth, I managed squirts onto both eyes, her nose and both cheeks.

As my orgasm tapered and my ejaculations ran dry, I squeezed my cock’s base to ensure it remained stiff and used it to wipe my semen all over Adriana’s face. Then, satisfied with my work, I got off my lover, helped her to sit up, and undid her binds.

As the blood rushed from her swollen breasts, Adriana bit her lower lip and lustfully moaned as she massaged her aching mounds and fingered her clit, revelling in a soft orgasm, she groaned, “Gaaawwwwd, that’s so intense. I love it and love how it feels. Liam, you must do that to me again!”

“That would be up to Ness and you,” I pointed out as I helped her stand and turned her to the mirror. “‘Day Passes’ are exactly that—one day. Neither of us has ever revisited a casual fling. It’s one and done.”

Proudly examining her cum dripping face, Adriana said, “Would you like to see me again? I mean, we haven’t even come close to finishing tonight, but would you revisit me if Vanessa said you could?”

‘Would I like to see her again?’ I wondered. Usually, my flings were torrid, almost violent affairs full of passion and lust, with tons of screaming orgasms but no emotional connection. They weren’t about creating a connection. They were about desire. Typically, when I ended these encounters, I left my lover with aching holes full of cum, and with them feeling satiated and sexually fulfilled. For me, I went home with the tip of my dick rubbed raw and my balls empty, looking forward to spending time with my wife and family and the torrid fuck sessions with Ness that inevitably followed.

But the simple answer was, “Yes,” I’d want to see Adriana again, so that’s what I told her before adding, “I doubt that Ness will permit it, though. We’ve never revisited a fling before.”

“Maybe I’m different,” Adriana said as I guided her to the bathroom and turned the shower on. “After all, Nessa said I was the first fling she’d chosen for you. Previously, you’d both arrange your own casual affairs, only informing the other you wanted a ‘day pass’ to consummate them.”

“Ness almost always brings her ‘dates’ home for me to approve,” I pointed out as I moved Adriana under the shower and began washing my cum from her face.

“She says that’s because she wants you to know who to kill if they hurt her,” Adriana grinned.

“There’s probably more than an ounce of truth in that statement, baby girl,” I stated. “Ness is very submissive sexually, so she could easily get herself into a bad situation, so she likes knowing that I’ve got her back. But the creep would have a twenty-four-hour head start if he hurt her early in their time together.”

“You’d still find him and kill him,” Adriana said confidently.

“That I would,” I purred into Adriana’s neck as I nibbled where her neck and shoulder met. I held her back to me and ground my stiffly erect dick along her cleft as I cupped her right breast, my fingers sliding over her petite nipples.

“That feels so nice,” Adriana sighed as she leant back against me and turned her head for a kiss, luxuriating in my caresses.

Lightly touching my tongue to Adriana’s as we kissed, I slid my hand across her rounded, softly feminine stomach and trimmed mound onto her pleasure nubbin. Pausing to press firmly and circle it, I stroked along her labia, causing the folds to bloom open, ready for penetration, before dipping two fingers into her pussy and feeling the rising heat of her arousal.

“Oh laawwdd, “Adriana sighed as she softly climaxed on my fingers. “Why do I cum so quickly and easily with you when my husband could never get me there?” She asked plaintively.

“Did he take the time to warm you up, baby?” I queried. “Spend time petting and caressing you, telling you how beautiful you are and how badly he wants and needs you? Did he kiss you like you were his whole world as he found your erogenous zones and gently roused your desire? Did he do anything to make you want to make love, or did he just jump on and hunch twice before losing his lollies inside you?”

“Oh Gawd. Oh Gawd. Oh Gawd,” Adriana muttered as I described how a man should make love to his woman, and her arousal crested again. “No, he never did any of that! He just groped my tits and rubbed my pussy a couple of times before humping into me. He rarely lasted more than a few seconds, and only then, because he was drunk.”