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No Expiration Date: Chapter 4
🕑 Added 2020-09-25 16:10:24 +0000 UTCThe moment I come down from the mother of all orgasms I realize the terrible mistake I’d made. As the dopamine rush fades and post-nut clarity sets in I am left with the pure bitter agony of being cuckolded with none of the twisted lust to offset it. The reality of what was happening here hits me like a truck. I am still for a time, unsure of what I was supposed to do now. In the depths of my emasculated indignity I clean myself of my shameful nut with some tissues from my desk as they mock me and laugh me some more.
“Aww, good job baby!” Linh praises derisively. “You lasted a long time…for you. But you shouldn’t try to keep up with a real man.”
I mumble some incoherent reply as I squeeze the dregs from my softening manhood into the tissues.
“Good job baby. Such a big boy load for such a little dick. You must have been VERY excited.”
“Way to go dude.” Tommy adds. “Hope it was good for you Mr. Evans.” It was crazy, but I think he meant it. Despite his asshole behavior he seemed to hold no ill will toward me, he was still having the time of his life. Tommy lets out a huff and wipes sweat from his chest and flicks it away. “Now please Mr. Evans, shut the fuck up and let me fuck your wife in peace.”
I nod in submission. I had no fight left in me to give.
He pulls out of Linh to which she lets out a cute little gasp. With cock gleaming and dripping with Linh’s nectar, her inner thighs glistening as well, he leads her around the table. For a moment I think they are heading for my desk but instead Tommy lays her back down on the same table, this time with his back to me. I was being cut out of the action entirely. She smiles up at him and spreads her legs wide. From this angle I can see her pussy pink and plump in full arousal. Her dripping labial petals spread easily apart after having been fucked so good already. She grips at his sides, impatiently pulling him forward. This time I have the perfect view as he presses his fat white cock into her slit and I watch inch after inch of him disappear inside of a pussy that had once been exclusively mine. I had JUST cum yet my spent dick impotently tries to twitch back to life, instead it just slumps to the side down for the count.
“Mmmmm.” Linh moans with pure pleasure as he glides easily into her, long gone are the cries of struggle. “Yeahhh.”
There is a moment of playfulness as Linh feels the ruler at her side. She brings it up to her lower stomach and the pair of them share a chuckle. I couldn’t see due to his body but it wasn’t hard to guess she was using it to compare how deep he was inside of her to where I could go. She then tosses the ruler and with that I am all but forgotten. Left alone yet in the same room as them. Silent, defeated, and humbled. I found myself craving the mocking and humiliation of before.
I watch them now with an almost clinical distance. I admire his power. I am envious of my wife’s pleasure. I am downright introspective about the feelings inside of me. I take it all in. The hurt inside now numb from too many blows. And yet…as I watch him slap and grab her tits and make her suck his fingers, as I watch her push back into him and claw her fingers down his toned body and beg for more, as I watch them bond and make mad passionate love as if I wasn’t even here…I feel another feeble stir down below and the hot flames of jealous passion reignite.
After easily making Linh cum again it is not long before Tommy is ramming with a primal urgency that could only mean he was getting close to his own climax. He fucks her with a fury that made even his already impressive performance pale in comparison. For her part Linh somehow manages to keep up wit him, grasping the edge of the table and hanging on for dear life. Moaning and crying out in fits of passion that I could only dream of eliciting from her. I don’t dare speak so quietly I pray for Linh to make him pull out.
He is holding her legs together and clapping hard against her ass and the back of her legs as she moans with wanton lust.
“Where do ya want it?” He grunts.
“Anywhere!” She says. “Gimme your cum baby, anyway you want!”
Four thrusts later. “Fuck, fuck, fuck….FUUUUCCKK!!!” He plows into her as deep as he could go and I watch his hairless balls begin to throb with long strong pulses as he deposits his young virile seed into her unprotected womb. “GNNGHHHH!!!”
“Ohhhhhh!” Linh sings in shared ecstasy. “I feel you cumming inside of meee! So deep! Ohhhhh God!”
His lean muscles flex and body tightens as he stays buried right to the final spasm.
“Ohhh!” He sighs in that magical moment of release and relief after a good hard orgasm.
Spreading her legs again he flops down on top of her and kisses her on the mouth, deeply and passionately, as his fat wang continues to fill her up. Her legs wrap tight around his lower back and she pulls him deeper still. Soon I see his creamy cum dribble out around his throbbing shaft. “Mmmmmm!” They moan in unison into each other’s mouth.
His nut nutted Tommy’s body relaxes. They whisper some sweet nothings to each other and share a quiet private laugh.
He gets up and lovingly strokes his hands over Linh’s slender sweaty body. “You were…amazing.” He whispers.
“Oh Tommy. You are the best I ever had.” She whispers back. I couldn’t even be insulted at this point. “I…never even realized it could be this good.”
He looks back over his shoulder. “Have fun sir?” His flippant voice was that of his usual self. “Was it good for you?”
How the fuck do you react to that? I simply nod.
“Ha! Ya pervert. Whooo-wheeee!” He hoots. “I am SO glad I got detention today!”
They both let out a happy sigh as he lets his softening manhood slide from her well fucked cunt, his milky cum oozes down her ass. He goes to pull away but my wife sits up and takes his arm. “Now hold on there Tommy. I’m not done with you yet. A young strapping man like you can go more than once, surely.”
He looks from her to me to her and back at me again with surprise. “Is she for real?”
“Not up for it Tommy?” She coos as she traces her finger down his chest just like she did at the beginning. “Just one more. Pretty please?”
“Uhhh…yes ma’am.”
I see her glance toward the clock on the wall and do a mental calculation. The card gave her an hour and she intended on using every minute.
Healthy young buck that he was it takes no time at all before he is hard and ready once more. And so they go again. Sucking, fucking, groping, and fondling. On the table, on my desk, even bent over me with her screaming in my ear. Tommy, showing his climber’s strength, manhandles her slight frame easily and she loves his show of power. The teen gives her more and better orgasms in that hour than I had all year. After a good hard fuck he cums in her pussy again and, though sweat soaked and trembling in exhausted bliss, still she wasn’t done with him. She goes down on his cum covered unit in a frantic oral final flurry to make him cum one last time before the hour was up.
“Come on you son of a bitch.” She says as she jerks him hard and fast. “Cum!” To her credit she looked willing to end this on the hour if he didn’t pop, she was sticking to the letter of the card. She sucks in his cock and bobs like a woman possessed on his big rock hard cock.
With less than a minute to go, he blasts his third nut across her smiling laughing face. Three nuts in an hour and still this last one is a full thick copious load of cum. Oh, to be young again.
I, of course, am hard during all of this. I don’t pleasure myself this time though for now I knew what waited for me on the other side. I just watch with my heart torn to shreds and enjoy the show.
“I’m done.” He states unequivocally. “I’m tapping out.”
My wife grins up at him, still on her knees on the cold tile floor. She is covered in sweat and jizz, her inner thighs soaked with her own juices, little aftershocks run up her body, and she had a tired but oh so satisfied look on face. “Thank you Tommy.”
He winks. “Thank you Mrs. Evans.”
“You’re not going to say anything to anybody are you Tommy?” She bats her eyes, cum smearing in the eyelashes of her left eye. “I’d hate for my cuck to lose his job.”
He grins as he smacks her face with his heavy flaccid cock. “Naw, I’d never do that to Mr. Evans.”
He looks at me. “Thanks Mr. Evans.” He thumbs back at the door. “Can I go? Is detention over? I’m not sure I can fuck her anymore dude.”
“Yeah.” I say in a low voice. “You can go.”
As casual as could be he collects up his books and walks from the room with a song on his lips and a spring in his step. Fucking Tommy Wilson, unbelievable. I knew him and I knew this wouldn’t be the last I heard of this. I could only hope he keeps what happened here to himself. As the door clacks shut behind him my eyes pan down to look at my wife still kneeling where Tommy had left her.
The teen’s spunky batter still oozed down her face. She wore the milky facial with a strange sort of defiance. She wasn’t ashamed. She wasn’t regretful. And her anger from last night and earlier today was completely gone. She was concerned though as she finally addresses me normally again.
“The card says no judgment or reprisal.” She says.
“I know what the card says.” I reply.
“I never said a word after Robyn.”
“I know.” I sigh. “I know.” That was so long ago though, and we weren’t married then, the two incidents were not nearly even in my mind. But maybe in hers they were.
“We done?” She asks sincerely. “Us I mean. Are we through baby?”
“I…don’t know.” I say. “The things you said, the things you did, I just…don’t know.”
“You liked them.” Her eyes drop to the stain on my shirt that proved her point.
“I don’t know.” I shake my head. “I can’t talk to you like this.”
“Fair enough.” She nods, fully accepting that answer for the moment. Linh continues to stare at me, her dark eyes…inviting me to do or say something. The cum slowly drips in fat droplets from her chin, sending Tommy’s batter down onto her bare chest. She makes no move to stop it, she just stares and waits. I couldn’t read her right now my emotions were way too turbulent.
“Look at me baby. I’m such a mess. Cum all over my face and filling my pussy. I need to be cleaned up.”
I take the box of tissues and offer it to her her. She doesn’t take it at first, instead she continues quietly staring and urging me with her eyes. Willing me to do something, clean her up perhaps or inviting me to make love to her. But I was done. My broken spirit could take no more right now. I wave the box indicating she should take it.
“You’re hard.” She whispers. After all that she was still thinking about sex? What had happened to my quiet unassuming wife? Not that I wasn’t tempted, I could hardly remember a time I wanted her more. She licks her creamy lips and swallows a gulp of Tommy’s load. “Let me…”
“Not now.” I shake my head.
“Very well Patrick.”
At last she takes the box from me and starts to clean herself off. I pocket the torn halves of the card and straighten up the room, even having to kneel down and wipe up some of their bodily fluids from the floor and table. My insides are a jumbled mess of turmoil and attraction and pain. Cleaned up and dressed in her scrubs she pulls her hair back into a neat pony tail again as something catches her eye. Walking over to the far wall she leans down and picks up the ruler she had measured Tommy with. With a wicked grin she nods and carries it with her back to the front.
“A little souvenir.” She says. I couldn’t believe how nonchalant she was. Yet no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t hate her. Some twisted part of me was happy she’d collected it. Patting my arm with the ruler she says. “Let’s go home baby.”
Thankfully we are able to avoid the few stragglers still around the school on our way out. I walk with my head down and my mind lost in thought, beside she walks tall and proud and with a little spring to her step not unlike the one I saw in Tommy’s lively gait. We drive home separately, the whole way home I am inundated with one question after another.
Why had I allowed that to happen? Why had she done it? Why Tommy? Was she trying to hurt me? Would Tommy be quiet? Would I be fired tomorrow? Would there be a scandal? Or would rumors rumble just under the surface? Was Linh fertile right now? Why had she let him give her a cream pie? Why the fuck did some part of me enjoy that so much? And finally, where do we go from here?
