Sarah closed her eyes, remembering the feeling of Lester’s hot cum spurting out like a geyser inside of her. She could feel an orgasm beginning to stir, a deep vibration that seemed to be happening all over her body at once. Sarah felt her ankles lock and tighten around Lester’s fat ass. She ran her hands up his stomach, rings of his hair running through her fingers until they came to rest on his flabby chest. She tried to picture Dan on top of her but the distinct aroma and lack of tone chest was too much of a disconnect. It could only be one person – Lester, ” Mhmmmmmmmm,” the moan escaped her lips and surprised her.
Lester cast a glance towards Dan, “It’s true. She couldn’t get enough once I got it in her raw. She went wild for it. She practically came right away. When I told her I was going to cum she wouldn’t let me pull away.”
Still facing Dan, Lester suddenly pushed his hips forward, redoubling his effort and thrusting his cock hard into Sarah. He rapidly thrust several more times in quick succession until the condom broke. He felt his bare core break free of its latex prison and feel the true warmth of Sarah’s pussy. If Sarah realized she did not react, Dan was completely oblivious to Lester’s scheme.
Dan wanted to say something, but his throat suddenly felt really dry. He tried to say something to counter Lester, to put him back in his place, but he couldn’t think of anything. All he could think of was seeing Sarah orgasm under Lester.
“Isn’t that right, Sarah?” Lester turned his attention back to Sarah. “Tell him,” Lester turned her head towards Dan. She lazily opened her eyes. “It felt good. So good.” She was speaking to her husband, but her eyes weren’t focused at all.
“You wanted my cum, didn’t you? Tell him,” Lester began to pick up his pace. He could feel Sarah’s thrusts back against him growing more urgent. He knew she was on the verge of cumming for him.
“Ah, uh, ah, mhmmmm,” Sarah moaned as she felt her orgasm growing closer, “Dan, I, uh, ah, mhmmmmm. I didn’t stop it. Ah, mhmmmmm. I didn’t stop him. Didn’t want to stop. Couldn’t stop, ah.” Sarah dug her nails into Lester’s ass, urging him deeper into her, ensuring he didn’t stop what he was doing.
“Don’t stop,” Sarah whined, “Don’t, don’t stop Lester. Oh, oh fffuu-” Sarah’s hips were rising off the bed frantically to meet Lester’s thrusts. Even with the condom on, it felt like Lester’s bare cock was pulsing inside of her. It felt just as good as it did earlier in the week. She could feel the veins of his cock as they rubbed against her sensitive insides. Moisture from the walls of her pussy flooded in, covering Lester’s cock.
Dan was sitting back in the chair freely stroking his own cock with abandon. He knew Sarah was about to cum. He couldn’t stop himself – he wanted to cum with her at the same time. He wanted to cum as he watched her face contort in pleasure of receiving a dick other than his.
“Cum for me, Sarah, cum on my fat cock,” Lester grunted as he thrust hard and rapidly into Sarah. Dan had trouble reconciling the dweeby nerd he had met that first day in the apartment with the man now power thrusting into his wife, rattling the headboard of his bed.
“Ah fuck, ah fuck, ah fuck, fuck fuck, FUCK,” Sarah screamed as her orgasm ripped through her body. She felt her nails dig deeper into Lester’s ass, pulling him as far into her as possible until his balls pressed against her. Her toes curled, and she felt every fiber of her being contract as pleasure washed over her. “Ahhhhh mmhmmmmm fuuuck. Oh my God, Lester. Oh my fffucking god.”
Dan couldn’t hold back any longer, hearing Sarah vocalize her pleasure always sent him over the edge. He didn’t say anything, his cock just began erupting all over his lower body, his hand covered in his own spunk. Clarity slowly began to seep into his mind. He watched Sarah come down from her orgasm but realized that Lester hadn’t cum. He was still pressing forward, thrusting himself into Sarah. His wife was lifting her ass off the bed again, fully intending to cum again. The room suddenly felt very small around him. His throat was dry and he couldn’t catch his breath. He felt dizzy. Dan stood up and walked out of the room into the hallway and down the stairs.
It was only when he reached the main floor bathroom that he realized he’d left Sarah up there alone with Lester. She said they would do it together as a couple, and he left her. He quickly cleaned himself up and walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water. His throat felt like a desert. As he took his first sip of that thirst-clenching water he heard Sarah scream from upstairs.
Dan downed the rest of the water, his dizziness seeming to clear up and slowly approached the stairs. “Ahhhhh, ughhhhhh, mhmmmmm,” Sarah’s moans echoed through the house. She seemed louder now than she had earlier. What is going up there?
He wanted to sprint up the stairs but his body wouldn’t let him. He took the stairs slowly, each step punctuated by another sound from his innocent wife, “Ah, ah, uhhhh, fuuckk. YES! YES! Right there!”
“LESTER!” Sarah screamed as Dan reached the top of the stairs, “Oh FUCK!” As he neared his bedroom, he could hear rhythmic slapping sounds, Lester’s heavy breathing, and of course, his wife, “Uh, ah, uh, oh, mmmmhmm.”
Dan’s eyes bulged out of his head as he stepped back into the room. Sarah was on her elbows on the bed, her ass in the air as Lester stood next to the bed as he repeatedly fed her his cock. The zipper on the back of her corset was unzipped and her breasts were spilling out of her top as Lester fucked her from behind. Her veil was nowhere to be seen. He had her dress bunched up around her hips. Lester was a mess. Sweat was running down his hairy chest and dropping onto the pristine white of Sarah’s dress. His hands disappeared underneath the fabric of the dress, but one reappeared for a split second before coming down hard and slapping Sarah’s ass.
WHACK
“Ahhhhh fuck,” Sarah moaned into the mattress. Lester was holding her tightly as he fucked her relentlessly. “Did Dan fuck you like this on your wedding night?”
Sarah stayed silent, not wanting to reveal anything to Lester. She hadn’t shared the events of her wedding night with anyone, and she wasn’t about to tell them to Lest–
WHACK
Lester’s fat palm came down on her ass again, leaving behind a red handprint. Sarah whimpered at the pain but felt herself grow wetter at Lester’s dominance. She felt her resistance crumbling beneath his weight.
“Did you get fucked like this on your wedding night?” Lester said louder. He squeezed Sarah’s ass cheek to emphasize his question.
Sarah hadn’t seen Dan reenter the room. Who knows if she even noticed if he left or not. “Uhhh no, no. Not like this.” Lester smiled at Dan as he put one leg up on the bed to push himself further into the young mother, “What was it like?”
“Uh, uh, uh, fast sloppy drunk sex and then we fell asleep.” Sarah groaned, feeling Lester’s cock inside, pushing deep into her. “Not like this.”
Lester chuckled, “Well, let’s consider this a redo then and consummate this marriage right.” Lester roughly pulled Sarah back onto his cock, dragging her toward the edge of the bed. He pushed down on the small of her back, pressing into the fabric of the dress with his sausage fingers.