Forbidden - A Story of Love, BDSM and Infidelity
She was slickly wet, my
finger sliding easily over her folds.
    “ You like this, don’t you,”
I said, my words just meant for her.
    She nodded and rocked against my hand, her
bound hands resting on the small of her back a beautiful sight.
    “ Such a good girl,” I said
quietly. “Maybe I should let him fuck you.”
    She stopped rocking against my hand, her
hands clenching to fists but she didn’t protest, didn’t tell me to
fuck off.
    “ No,” I said and she
imperceptibly shook her head. “But maybe it pleases me, to watch
how another man fucks you. Fucks my pretty little pet. You’d like
that, whore that you are.”
    A hard shiver went through her and she
started rocking against my hand again.
    I had the suspicion she would not fight it,
would not fight being fucked by a stranger she hadn’t even laid
eyes on.
    Because I demanded it.
    I heard the guy clear his throat.
    Yeah, he would fuck her in a heartbeat.
    I ignored him.
    No one would fuck Jules besides me tonight.
No one besides me would feel the heat of her pussy, the snug fit,
how she trembled when she came.
    I had to have her, had to be inside her. My
balls ached so fucking much. I needed to fuck her hard and hear her
sob with need.
    “ Hell,” the guy behind us
said. “Fuck her good, she deserves a hard ride.”
    He laughed quietly, a rough sound that told
me just how horny the guy was for Jules.
    Fuck him.
    Moving onto the bed, I knelt behind her. I
held her down with one hand and pushed her legs further apart with
my knee. I buried my face against her pussy, breathed in the sweet
smell. My tongue slipped into her hot center.
    “ Please,” she said,
whispered it, but I heard her. “Please.”
    I straightened up and wrapped my hand around
my cock. My breath came hard as my cock slipped between her legs,
rubbing over her clit.
    I guided the thick head into her and grabbed
hold of her bound hands. I pulled her closer to my groin and thrust
deeper into her pussy.
    I paused or I’d come right there, with her
tight, slick heat wrapped around me like a vice.
    I began to fuck her in raw and hard strokes.
I reached forward and wrapped my arms around her, covering her
breasts in my hands.
    “ You’re allowed to come for
me,” I said against her back.
    I rolled her nipples in my fingers while I
pumped my cock into her. And with each stroke I twisted her breasts
a little harder. Her pussy clenched around me while I pounded into
her.
    My hand closed around her neck, grasping the
necklace, reminding her that I had put it around her neck.
    That she was mine.
    I could feel her pussy convulsing around my
cock, heard her long, low moan as she came, her orgasm hard and
long and milking my cock.
    I couldn’t control myself anymore, another
thrust and I came in hot bursts that made me almost lose
consciousness it felt so fucking good to finally give in.
    For a few heartbeats, I rested my forehead
against her back. Then I pulled out of her and removed the rope
around her wrists.
    She stretched out on my bed.
    “ I’ll see you downstairs,”
the guy said. “Can’t stay long though. The wife is waiting at
home.” He laughed and I could just imagine that when he came home
he would be ready for some action.
     
    He got off the chair and left the room. When
the door snapped shut, leaving me alone with Jules, I spanked her
lightly.
    I got off the bed, and after a second, I
covered her with the sheets, removed the blindfold.
    “ Stay for a bit,” I said,
“if you like. You know where the bathroom is. I’ll be
downstairs.”
    She looked up at me from the bed, her eyes
large. “Tell me he doesn’t know who I am.”
    “ He doesn’t.”
    She closed her eyes, nodded.
    “ I can’t stay,” she said.
“I need to leave, you know why.”
    Her husband.
    I had probably kept her longer than she’d
planned to stay. And I had no right, none, to ask her again to stay
longer with me.
    “ Of course,” I said and
avoided looking at her, fearing she might read my

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