Getting on the Naughty List
By: Bella Cooper
Tags: Short Story, Erotica, Cuckold, Relationships, Love

I sent the photo elf off with my daughter to get a soda and burger. We went to sit down in the back of the booth and closed the door. When he turned around, I kissed him. Hard and fast.

“Fuck me,” I said.

“That was the Idea.”

“Just fuck me,” I unzipped my skirt and pushed it down. My monstrous panties with the playtex tummy control panel came next. They were the Spanx of the time, what can I say. I got on the counter and spread my legs for him. “Get your cock out.”

“What’s the hurry?”

“I need it in me, we have a half hour and I want it in me as long as possible.”

He pulled out that log of man meat, and I pulled him to me. I was wet as Niagara Falls. When I felt the head of his cock at my hole, I felt like I would cry for joy. It was that good. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Please.”

“Hey, Hey, babe,” He said lifting my face to his, “Take it easy. Relax.”

He kissed me, and I put my tongue in his mouth. He pulled me to the edge of the counter and pushed into me. I was back on that beach, on the blanket I lost my virginity on. I held him as he fucked me slow and deep. “Is it as good as the last time?” I asked. “Am I still tight for you. God, you feel so good.”

“Your pussy feels good, Hana,” He assured me and picked me up off the counter and held me by my ass as he fucked me standing up. His cock impaling me I felt so good in his arms. “God, you feel so good wrapped around my cock. You’re so wet and warm.”

I was flowing with bliss as I hung in midair getting fucked. My pussy stretched to the limit. He was nothing like my husband, my husband liked sex, but he wasn’t good at it. John knew how to take a woman. Hard and strong.

He had talked me and my two girlfriends out of our swim suits back then, and he proceeded to fuck each one of us. I rememebr watching him fuck Betty, how his huge cock split her pussy open like a ripe fruit. God it was sexy, He fucked my girlfriend, Hillary doggy, the look of bliss on her face. I got under them and sucked his swinging balls, and licked the shaft of his cock as he fucked her. He had pulled out, and I pulled Hilary down, imagining he had come in her, I ate her out. Betty masturbated to us as John took his place between my legs and took what was his.

He fucked me, and I fucked him back. I looking into those eyes and wrapped my legs around his ass. He knew I wasn’t going to let him go until he made me his woman. He came hard and filled my pussy with his come. I was born for his cock. Hilary had had enough, but Betty and I sucked his cock and fucked him the rest of the night.

Now I was his again. He felt bigger than I remembered, but maybe I was just more desperate. He panted as he fucked me and I felt an orgasm build. The only other one I had ever had was riding his cock, My husband never lasted long enough to get me off.

“Yeah, fuck, I’m going to come, make that pussy yours,” I said.

He fucked me faster now, and the rhythmic sounds of our lovemaking must have echoed through the mall. The little booth rocked. He set me down to really fuck me hard now, desperate to finish.

“That’s it, give it to me. Give it to me, fill me up,” I encouraged, The door popped open as I came and our fucking caught the eye of an old lady. John wasn’t far behind with his own orgasm. The little old lady watched as his cock thrust one last time into my sopping mess of a pussy. Unloading his balls into my cheating fertile womb.