Two days later, I'm waking up from a much needed much deserved nap and I hear Ryan talking out in the living room. I recognize Natalie's voice instantly and I smile to myself. I reach over to the nightstand and check my phone, seeing a text from none other than Ryan himself. It basically said that I was to come sit on his cock when I woke from my nap. Knowing he was on FaceTime with Natalie, I responded to his text asking if he still wanted me to since he was busy. This was his response.
R: Come. Sit. On. My. Dick. NOW.
I couldn't lie; my pussy was tingling with want. I had butterflies in my stomach. My body wanted it so I had no choice but to obey. Before I could even think about it, I was getting out of bed and standing to my feet. My body was on autopilot as I walked out of the room and down the stairs. I was going to get dick; my favorite thing in the entire world. I had a one track mind.
Without a word, I went up to Ryan on the couch, pulled his dick out of his sweats and sat down fully on it. It was hard and veiny and it filled me up so perfectly. I heard Natalie gasp as I took her husband's cock inside my lithe body in one solid push. I smiled to myself as I buried my head in his shoulder. I hadn't started to move yet, I was relishing in the feeling of fullness. I hadn't woken up horny, but the demanding tone of his text had awoken it within me. It was like that text flipped a switch and I wanted nothing more than to sit on his cock.
"Why don't you show Natalie how much you like riding her husband's dick?" He whispered in my ear and the butterflies in my stomach fluttered tenfold. I knew what I had to do.
So I placed my hands on his shoulders, arched my back, and lifted myself up until the head of his dick tugged at my center. My head fell back as I sighed breathlessly. I widened my legs a bit as I slowly slid back down, feeling every inch of that thick shaft shove its way inside me. He didn't stretch me out like Derek did, but I'll be damned, it was still so good.
As I settled into a sensual passionate rhythm in Ryan's lap, we locked eyes. My bottom lip tucked between my teeth. My breasts rising and falling with each intake of breath. I started to whine and moan for him. I didn't care that his wife was on FaceTime. It was like a cloud had enveloped the two of us and time stood still.
I did something I'd never done before. I wrapped my arms around Ryan's neck and I leaned in. As our lips touched, it was electric. Lightning lit up my veins and my pussy twitched. My thighs trembled as he licked the seam of my lips, asking for entry. I opened my mouth and I let him in, just like I'd let him into my body. His hands were all over me as we kissed. As the feelings of the moment consumed me, I bounced in his lap harder. Our skin slapping creating a fucked up sensual symphony. Then Ryan braced his feet on the coffee table, bent his knees and started his own rhythm inside me.
I ripped my mouth off of his and let out a scream that rivaled even the best pornstars. I reached back and braced myself on his knees as I watched him impale himself inside my tight wet center repeatedly. I finally had enough wherewithal to remember Natalie on FaceTime and I looked over, bracing myself for the reaction. But I was shocked at what I saw.
As I looked over at Ryan's phone, Natalie was on her back on their couch, spearing her own wet pussy with a dildo. She was getting off watching her husband fuck another woman. I legitimately could not believe my life. I screamed louder as I watched Natalie bring herself to the edge of bliss while her eyes stayed glued to the spot where her husband's dick was disappearing and then reappearing from my body.
Within minutes, I scrambled to sit myself back up and wrapped my arms back around Ryan's broad shoulders. I pressed my forehead against his and as I looked deep into his eyes, I begged for my release. I needed to cum. I was so overwhelmed I couldn't breathe, but I knew I needed this. I needed Natalie to watch me experience the euphoria her husband is capable of. I held his head in my hands and made him look at me as I begged. I was debauched and my pussy was wrecked, but I needed to cum more than anything. It felt like my life depended on it.
After several minutes of me begging, he spun me around so I was facing away from him. He pulled my legs apart and then up towards my ample chest as much as he could and then he speared my fragile pussy with his rock hard shaft again. I felt so exposed as the FaceTime camera was pointed directly at where our bodies were joined, but I didn't care. I was going to do whatever I had to do to cum. I immediately started begging again as he fucked me deeper than before. Then Ryan said the one thing I needed to hear at that moment as he reached down and manipulated my throbbing clit and lips.
"Cum for me. Show Natalie that you can squirt." And that's exactly what my body did. I trembled in his arms and a scream tore from my lungs as my pussy lips opened up and I squirted my release right at Ryan's phone. It went everywhere. There was so much.
I couldn't help but sigh as I released. I felt content with my position in this life. Even if I didn't get pregnant, it brought me the utmost joy whenever I was intimate with a man in this way. It gave me a sense of pride every time my body did as it was supposed to and pleased whatever man I was with. As long as they were happy, I was happy and I had served a purpose. I felt useful like this and no one was ever going to take that away from me.
As I came off the high and back to my senses, I heard Natalie and Ryan resume their conversation like the last twenty minutes hadn't even happened. It was demoralizing and humiliating but in the best way. I didn't say a word as his now-limp dick slid out of me and I realized at that moment that he had filled me with his own load of cum. I smiled to myself as I got up and walked toward the bathroom for a shower. Hoping with everything in me that this time would take and I could give Ryan and Natalie the family they deserve.
Later that day after dinner and everything, Ryan and I were relaxing on the couch. He was sat up while I was laying across the couch, my head resting on his lap. It had been more than a few hours since Natalie had watched us fuck on FaceTime and I was getting a little restless. I laid there in one of Derek's tees, hoping Ryan would get the hint and take me as his once again. But he didn't. He completely ignored me as he seemed solely interested in what was on tv.
Episode after episode, I laid there. Needing a man's touch. Getting more and more desperate by the hour. It was now encroaching on almost midnight and I was done waiting. Derek hadn't come home from Rossi's yet, but I didn't mind. I was focused on Ryan. I grabbed Ryan's hand and placed it between my legs, sighing heavily when his rough fingertips touched my soft pussy lips.
He laughed as my thighs tightened on his hand and he started to play with me. He was teasing me. His fingers manipulated my pussy lips in the best way. But he didn't go any further. He didn't enter me. I started to whine high in the back of my throat as my hips humped his hand. I was getting wetter by the minute.
He played with my body for a whole other episode of this stupid tv show he was glued to and I was in tears. I needed him to fuck me. But he wouldn't. Finally, so many hours later it felt like, he took pity on me. He shoved his middle and ring finger deep inside my desperate folds, clasping his other hand over my mouth; quieting me. I was being too loud as he tried to watch tv.
He found the perfect rhythm inside my body and I trembled, already on the precipice of explosion. He felt my pussy open and shut around his fingers and he knew how close I was. He didn't say a word, but his fingers kept probing. I was going to cum. There was no stopping it. As long as he kept fucking me this way, I was going to orgasm. And he didn't stop.
My eyes rolled back in my head and my back arched high off the couch. Fuck, I was so close. I tried to beg, but it was muffled behind his hand. I was screwed. He seemed to want me to cum, so I had no other choice. My stomach tightened and my thighs trembled as my release flooded his fingers and my inner thighs.
But he wasn't done. His fingers kept fucking me as I came. I was in for it. I knew whatever this man had in mind was going to be brutal yet exactly what I needed in this moment. Then he surprised me.
He ripped his fingers from my body and grabbed me by the hair. He dragged my spent body off the couch to the middle of the room. I immediately assumed my position on all fours and waited. I was still wrecked from my orgasm, but I knew that didn't matter now. I had wanted him to fuck me, so I was going to take whatever he felt like giving me.
He dropped to his knees behind me, wrestling my arms behind my back. He held them together with one hand as his other hand laid heavily across the side of my face. He was making sure I wasn't going to try to get out of this. His cock ran up and down my tender pussy lips a few times and I gasped breathlessly.
When I had least expected it, he rammed that thick heavy cock straight into my quivering pussy and immediately started a brutal pace inside me. I smiled dazed as my eyes rolled back. This was exactly what I had needed. Even though he was technically punishing me for my slutty behavior, I didn't care. His cock was thrusting deep and hard and I was content.
I heard his voice and it didn't sound nice, but I couldn't actually make out the words. I was so gone. I vaguely heard the sound of the front door opening and closing and then a figure appeared in my vision. It was shaped like Derek and I smiled again. Daddy was home and now he was watching me take my punishment from Ryan.
Every thrust of Ryan's cock inside me jolted me forward a bit. I was probably going to have carpet burn on my cheek and chest. My mind raced at the thought of seeing marks on me from this. I always loved seeing the results from a brutal fuck. It made me feel sexy.
I didn't even know how long it had been but Derek's shadow was no longer standing over me. I assumed he'd gone up to bed. I tried to control the volume of my noises, but it was no use. I was a loud desperate needy slut and Derek was going to hear it. Ryan annihilated my body on that floor for hours. He came inside me multiple times before he allowed me to explode. Once I finally did, it was like a dribble. My body had nothing left.
He went limp inside me and he pulled out roughly, leaving my spent, overused body there on the carpet as he went up to bed himself. I laid there for a few moments, trying to gather the strength to get myself on up to bed.
It took about 20 minutes before I felt like my body could hold itself up. I finally went upstairs, first stopping at the bathroom to wipe away the mixture of mine and Ryan's cum from the inside of my thighs, and then I entered mine and Derek's bedroom. He was peacefully sleeping on his back. I tiptoed over to my side of the bed and slowly got in; cuddling up to him. He immediately squeezed me against his side and I fell asleep with a giant smile on my face. What a day it's been.