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Broken- Chapter Three

I screamed, at least I think I screamed. My mind went blank at the invasion. At the feeling of being truly and completely filled. He pulled out slowly and I drew in a ragged breath, unsure as to whether or not he?d pull out completely or if he?d impale me again on his thick beautiful cock. Slowly, painfully slowly, he withdrew until only his fat plum shaped cock head filled my slick pussy and then, equally slowly he pushed it back in. I groaned low in my throat and when he was fully inside me again I growled two words, ?Fuck. Yes.?

I felt his hands grasp my waist in a firm grip and he pulled out and slammed back in harder this time. I cried out again as my breasts slapped against the bedframe, jarring the clamps attached to my nipples and I felt my pussy clench around his shaft. Again and again I moaned, growled, screamed and cursed as orgasm after orgasm ripped through me. At one point I came so hard, I pushed him out of me and was rewarded with a sound spanking.

As his broad flat hand raised yet another welt on the tender flesh of my ass, he turned to my husband and chuckled. ?This you have to see my sweet little Jen.? Robert said as he unfastened the cuffs and shackles. Holding me upright he turned me to face my husband who refused to look at me.

Then I saw it. I saw the source of his embarrassment. ?You came?? I choked out, pointing at the wet stain in the front of his chino?s. ?When did you cum Tom?? I asked with a note of disgust in my voice. ?Was it when he first shoved his cock inside me or when he had me cursing and swearing from the pleasure and the pain?? Tom, my husband Tom looked up at me finally and I saw the shame in his eyes. ?That?s not it is it Tom? It?s neither of those is it?? I accused and he simply shook his head. ?No, that?s not it at all, you came when he started to beat my ass. You came when you saw the welts he was raising. You came when he was hurting me!? I cried and turned to face Robert.

He stood there, his proud cock fully erect and glistening with my juices, his arms folded across his massive chest. He cocked an eyebrow as I finally came up with a way to repay my husband. ?I?m done with the cuffs and shackles. I?m done with these too.? I said as I pried the clamps from my nipples and cupping each breast, licked first one hard, tight nipple then the other. ?You want me, you got me but for now, we?re on an equal playing field and being players in this little game, we need an audience.? I turned then and glanced at my husband, looking him dead in the eye. ?Cuff him and shackle him to the bed like you had me earlier Robert. Let?s give him a show he?ll never forget.?

Robert wasted no time trussing up my husband and to further his embarrassment, he undid his chinos and let them drop to the floor. Robert then came to me and taking my hand, led me to the bed. I climbed up and patted the bed next to me and watched as Robert, like a predator, climbed up and took me in his arms. When his mouth found mine, I opened up and let his tongue dance with mine as his hand sought out my breast and squeezed it gently.

I moaned into his mouth and grasped his long thick erection, stroking it slowly from root to tip. His mouth worked its way down my neck and over my shoulder. Biting, licking, sucking my skin like it was some decadent dessert. Finally, I looked down to watch as his full lips closed around my nipple, sucking it gently. The rasp of his tongue on my nipple had my pussy clenching hard and I could only imagine what that tongue would feel like circling my clit in lazy circles. His mouth released my breast with a soft pop and with a moan, he latched onto the other. I released his cock and began rolling his fat cum filled balls with my tiny hand and he moaned louder and in a move that was a blur, had me on my back with his cock laying across my cheek and his head buried between my legs.

He spread my legs wide and licked me from clit to asshole with the flat of his tongue and back again. I stroked his cock and sucked and licked his balls slowly, sensuously and felt him go liquid on top of me. That then was his weakness. My means by which I could control what happened going forward. He got up on his knees and began to work my clit with expert, teasing swipes and as his cock dripped pre-cum on my cheek, I opened my mouth and took him inside me.

I looked up through heavy lidded eyes to see my husband staring down at me as I took inch after inch of velvet covered steel into my hot, wet mouth. He was breathing hard and had a look on his face that was equal parts lust and hatred and as Robert bit down on my clit, I couldn?t have cared less.

The pain raced like a lightning bolt through me and made my breasts tighten, my pussy clench and my breathing to become labored. Another minute of this exquisite pleasure / pain and I was going to cum harder than I ever had before and the beauty of it all was, my husband would watch it happen under the ministrations of another man.

It took Robert less than a minute and I pulled his cock from my mouth and cried out as the first orgasm struck. My hips bucked off of the mattress and my legs shot out and trembled violently as his lips clamped down on my clit and he sucked hard, his tongue flicking over the hyper sensitive nub a mile a minute. ?Fuck. Robert. Yessss?? I cried as the second and third orgasm leap frogged over each other.

He held my legs down and slowly lapped at my slit until my bucking and trembling ceased. ?I think you?re ready for me now Jen, really ready for me.? He said as he got off from on top of me and laid down in the center of the bed, feet towards my husband. ?Come on baby,? He coaxed gently. ?Come on and get on top.? I got on my hands and knees and slowly crawled up his body, making sure to give my husband a good look at the pussy that was going to be impaled on Roberts long, thick cock.

Robert sighed as my breasts brushed across his well-defined abs and up across his pecs. I straddled him and reaching between us, took his cock and rubbed it against my slit. ?So fucking big.? I murmured and Robert pulled me down on top of him. ?Once I?m seated deeply inside of you, you will never need another.? He whispered in my ear and tapped my arm once. ?You will never need another but you will desire many.? Again a tap. ?In fact, you will desire and service any man I choose and any who call you by your special name.? Tap.

?Special name?? I breathed as I slowly began to lower myself onto his cock. Robert watched me, a slight smile on his face and when I got to within two inches of having him all inside of me, he punched his hips upwards and claimed me for his own. I fell forward as his hands spread my ass cheeks and as his hips kept up a brutal and oh so satisfying rhythm. ?Gaia.? He shouted as I screamed out against the earth shattering orgasm his masterful cock had induced.

Gaia. I thought as my pussy clamped down on his cock.

Gaia. I thought as the wet sounds of our flesh slapping together filled the room.

Gaia, as the scent of our lust and sweat became the sweetest fragrance.

GAIA! As he began to shoot stream after stream of his thick salty cum deep into my womb.

?Gaia.? I whispered as I collapsed on top of him.

I vaguely remember Robert slipping out from under me, vaguely remember whispered words then Tom was leaning over me. ?I?m going to go home.? He said then added, ?I got the promotion.? Before he left he kissed my cheek and whispered, ?You?re so beautiful. Thank you for that. It was?remarkable.? Then he was gone and the next thing I remember was a comforter being pulled up over me and the lights going out.

I woke up alone. As a matter of fact, as I lay there, I was almost certain that the house was deserted. I stretched and wondered where the afterglow had disappeared to. I had fallen asleep with an amazing sense of peace and belonging and (I might add) a massive load of Roberts cum leaking from me. Now that I was awake, all I felt was an emptiness and maybe more than a little sore.

I slipped from the bed and pulled on the short, white bathrobe he?d dr*ped on the foot of the bed and tying it about my waist, stepped into the ensuite bathroom. Cool marble shocked my bare feet and made my nipples stand out painfully. Stepping in front of the mirror I stared at my reflection and smiled. I?d never seen it before but this morning I saw what Tom always said he saw, a woman with the sleepy, sexy, just been fucked look.

Fucked. That was the right word for it. Robert and I didn?t make love, we fucked?plain and simple. It was rough, visceral and what with the flogging and nipple clamps and the way my body responded to the deep punishing thrusts of his cock, I wasn?t sure I wanted sex any other way.

I ran a hand through my tangled hair, decided I liked the ?just been fucked? look and went in search of the man who had me not just for the next three days but (I was certain) for as long as he wanted.

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