Steamy Affairs(Erotica)

Instead of letting me go, Mark reached to his waist and pulled out his cell phone. He pressed his thumb a few times and then aimed it down between my lewdly spread thighs.

“Let him do his tour of duty” mark rumbled. “I’ll do mine” and then his hips lunged forward.

Terry isn’t small, about eight inches or so; but Mark was thicker, a lot thicker. He was about the same length but when he drove in, my walls stretched to places I never knew before. How do I know he was the same length? Because I felt every single inch ram in, in one stroke.

“OH MY GAWWWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD” I screamed as Mark stuffed me full.

I heard an obscene sucking as he pulled back, he gave a grunt and slammed back in; and I screamed again only this time I was totally lost.

“Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee” I wailed as Mark picked up the pace.

I clawed at the table with my nails; my legs came up around his waist and my heels drummed on his firm ass cheeks as he pummeled my body. Just like Terry Mark took what he wanted; and I willing surrendered it. Before I knew it my tits were out and bouncing with every stroke; hot cream ran down the crack of my ass to puddle on the kitchen table; and that knot in my belly grew tighter and tighter.

Through it all that phone in his hand never wavered. It went back and forth from my face to my groin, while I mounted to heaven like a lightning bolt. Eight months had built up; and it came barreling down on me right there in my kitchen.

I raised my head and stared into that lens as every nerve ending in my body lit on fire. From my curled toes, to my stretched pussy, to my aching nipples; I exploded.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“Oh God… Terry…” I moaned. “CUMMMINNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG” I screamed.

I don’t remember much for the next few moments, according to Mark I banged my head on the table and my body flopped under him while my juices sprayed out over his groin. I honestly only remember one thing; the most incredible warmth that washed through my body as I let loose for the first time in eight months.

As my eyes refocused on Mark above me, I could see the strain on his face as he tried to hold back; but I wanted it, and I wanted it now.

“Cum in me baby” I moaned up at him. “Use me, I’m yours… give me your cum… fill me… breed me… cum in me daddy” I babbled.

“FFFUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK” Mark roared as he rammed deeper than ever. I swore to God his cock kissed my cervix he was so deep.

I felt his cock jerk deep inside, and that heat fill my belly. He was cumming… inside me. I reached up and took his phone from his shaking hand, first pointing it between our joined bodies. I wasn’t sure how much if anything I was showing to Terry, but it didn’t really matter. I turned the phone to face me and told my husband the truth.

“I love you baby, God help me I love you both and I need you both” I said. “I don’t know what… oh fuck” I gasped as a second wave rolled through me.

I lay on the kitchen table quivering as Mark retrieved his phone. Silently he pulled up his pants and walked out, and I couldn’t have stopped him if I had wanted to. I just lay there is a huge puddle of our mixed juices. It was perfection; he had come in the house and used me, and then left me. It fit into my latent sexual needs better than anything I knew of.

For the next four months Mark did exactly that. My loving father-in-law; walked into my house unannounced, and ravaged every inch of me. I was doing laundry, I was sleeping, I was cleaning; it didn’t matter. He would pound me into submission and then fill me with his hot cum; all the while video-taping it for Terry.

During the last month of his tour, Terry started to talk about coming home. I was both excited and nervous. Excited because I couldn’t wait to have him at my side again; nervous because what was I going to say. How do you tell your husband, oh by the way your father has been fucking the shit out of me and I love it and want it to continue even though you’re home.

For Mark and me, it was purely physical. I know that’s hard to explain, but I loved Terry, not Mark. I craved sex, and Mark fit the bill. It was as simple as that.

The week before Terry was due home, it happened. No, I didn’t get pregnant, I was careful to keep taking my birth control; it was the shock of my life actually. You know those early homecoming surprises, those two bastards pulled one on me. They had been communicating the whole last four months, planning what was going to happen when Terry got home; they had the gall to actually divvy me up between the two of them.

Mark had appeared at the house a little after I had laid Carrie down from her lunch. I was picking up the toys and cleaning the living room when he came through the front door. It took less than five minutes for my clothes to be strewn around the room, me flat on my back on the living room floor, my father-in-laws fat cock shoved up my pussy.

I had screamed my way through one orgasm as he pounded me into the floor just perfect. When he rolled us over to put me on top, I was only too happy to ride this cowboy. I had my nails dug into his shoulders, and my ass was grinding down on him trying to get that cock as deep as I could. Mark had twisted us so my back was to the front door, something I never realized until I felt a presence behind me.

Terry, who had deliberately misled me by a week on his return, was kneeling on the floor as I watched in shock. He had arrived at the airport and taken an Uber home, with a stop at the local drug store.

“Terry” I gasped as Mark arched his hips up driving deep. “Baby, you’re home” I was half frozen in shock.

“Yeah” Terry gave a wicked grin. “I’m home.” He stated the obvious.

The next thing I knew, or rather FELT; was his lubed hard cock, sliding right through the ring of my ass and deep into my bowels.

“AWWWW FFFUUUCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK” I screamed as he filled my backdoor.

Terry rammed in while Mark drew back. Mark rammed in while Terry drew back. The pair was see-sawing back and forth in perfect unison. My body went into sensory overload as stimulation after stimulation rolled through me. First it was my pussy, and then my ass; and then back to my pussy, and then my ass. There was no let up as wave after wave crashed through me. I was right on the verge of a massive orgasm when Terry looked over my shoulder.

“Hey dad” he chuckled.

“Hey son, welcome home” Mark laughed.

“Together?” Terry asked.

“Together” Mark agreed.

Together, what were they going to do? I tried to form words but couldn’t, I was in a haze of submission as they both used my body. I felt Terry drive down hard, his hips mashing against my ass cheeks, and at that very same moment Mark shoved his hips up his cock sliding deep into my pussy.

Dear God I was pinned between the two of them, my body suspended on two thick cocks when I felt them begin to pulse together through that thin membrane that separated them. MY mind blanked as I realized father and son were filling me at the same time. White heat flooded my belly as Mark filled me; and I felt the warm sensation of Terry’s hot cream filling my ass. I gurgled and squirted hot juices, the smell of sex filling the room. I can’t even describe the intensity of my orgasm as every fiber in my body exploded.

Terry was home from his tour of duty; and now he and his father were taking up their joint tour here on me. This tour, I dimly thought as my orgasm shredded through me; was going to last a long, long time I thought.