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The Devil's Pact, Tales from the Best Buy Incident: Obsession

Date: 2/14/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Cheating, Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Wife, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 85, Source: sexstories.com

about me to even feel disgust? Did he hate me that much? A pit grew in my stomach, swallowing more and more of my calm, as we drove home in silence. When we pulled into our garage, I turned to my husband. “Please say something. Anything. I'm so sorry. I don't know what's come over me.” He stroked my face and said two words: “Mark Glassner.” I froze; it was all Mark Glassner's fault. My husband was right. None of this would ever have happened if my brain and body didn't get screwed up by that asshole. I started sobbing in relief; Marshal wasn't angry with me. He picked me up, carrying me into the house and up our stairs, gently setting me down on the bed. How could I be so lucky to have such a great, supporting husband? Why did I ever want to cheat on him, to hurt him? He kissed my lips, gently, his hands sliding down my dress to give my breast a gentle squeeze. Then he slipped his hand in, and I sighed into his lips as I enjoyed the feel of rough callous on hard nipples. Lust was stirring in my loins; for the first time in three weeks, my husband was making me horny. Why now? Then it struck me like a bullet, Marshal's cock was almost as big as my obsession's, and, unlike my would-be rapist, my husband knew how to use it. My perceptions had been skewed by that day, only fixed when that asshole stuck his cock in me. Marshal reached behind my neck, untieing the string that held my dress up, exposing my round breasts to his hungry gaze. He knelt down and sucked a hard nipple ... into his lips. The pleasure surged through my body, ending in the pressure growing in my womb. He kissed down my body, pushing my dress down, leaving me in only my black panties. My husband gently pulled them off, running his finger through the soft down of brown hair that surrounded my pussy. I was soaking wet, my pussy aching for his cock. I needed him inside me. I burned for it. “Fuck me, Sir,” I gasped. “I need you inside me so badly!” Marshal crawled up my body and my hand fumbled at his belt. I needed to free his cock. His shaft was hard, the head a dark purple and leaking pre-cum. He kissed with heat as I guided his dick to my aching hole. It nudged my pussy lips, then he was inside me, and it felt earth-shattering! Marshal's hazel eyes stared down into mine as he began to slowly make love to me. Joy blossomed inside me; my husband loved me, how could I have ever wanted to throw this feeling away? “I'm so sorry,” I whispered, tears starting to roll down my cheeks. “Shh.” He kissed my tears, still thrusting gently into me, stirring my passion. “There's nothing to forgive. We both had to struggle with what happened to us.” “What do you mean?” I asked. “I went back to the Best Buy, the first week it reopened.” There were tears brimming in his eyes. “I fucked that Jessie girl in the bathroom. She walked up to me and started flirting with me and...I couldn't help myself. I remembered all the guys taking turns with her, and I wished I had stuck my dick in her too. And there she ...