Room and Board - Part 8 (Patreon)

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Four days. All it took was four days for Allison to break and fuck Blake again.

She’d gone three days without giving in to her desire. She’d remained strong and held the often overpowering lust at bay. Then her resolve broke in the blink of an eye.

It happened in the kitchen. Justin had left for work an hour earlier and Allison had changed into her workout clothes and was at the refrigerator looking for a light snack before she went out for a jog.

Blake walked into the room and Allison heard him groan. She turned to see Blake staring at her ass. His eyes met hers for an instant and he looked away. “Sorry,” he said. “You just look…you look so good.”

Allison had informed Blake that they had to stop. She’d explained that she couldn’t deal with the guilt, that Justin was a good man and that his only real fault as a husband was that he worked too much. She’d apologized for getting involved with Blake in the first place and told him that they couldn’t have sex anymore.

“Blake, please,” Allison said. She saw the desire in his eyes and wondered if he could see the same thing in hers. Could Blake tell that Allison couldn’t stop thinking about him? Could he tell that her body hadn’t seemed to get the message that she was no longer interested in cheating on her husband?

Blake stepped closer. Allison should have moved away. She should have shut the refrigerator door, grabbed her phone and gone for a run. She should have cleared her head with a run so long she ended it completely exhausted. Instead, Allison shut the refrigerator door and stood still as Blake approached. She stood still as he reached out and pulled her body against his.

“Blake…” she said. Her heart wasn’t in it, though. She couldn’t even offer a hint of protest. Her resolve melted at his touch. Her body screamed with desire for him.

“I’ll stop if you tell me to,” Blake said as he leaned down to kiss her.

Allison had a chance. She could have said no. She could have turned away. She could have walked away. She didn’t, though. She kissed him instead. She pressed her lips against his. She pressed her body against his. She moaned when his hands found her ass and grabbed it.

It took just a few moments for desire to fully envelop Allison. Any sense of guilt was overwhelmed by her need to have Blake inside her. She needed to experience the pleasure that he offered her. She couldn’t deny her body what it craved so badly.

Allison hastily unbuttoned Blake’s jeans and yanked the zipper down. She pushed his pants to the floor and her fingers found his cock.

Blake worked Allison’s leggings over her hips, pulled her thong aside, and worked his fingers into her pussy. If he had any doubts about her desire the wetness between her legs was all the confirmation he needed. Allison’s body was desperate for him and that need had overwhelmed her desire to stay faithful.

Allison released Blake’s cock and stepped back. For just a moment she considered walking away. Some part of her screamed for Allison to make the right decision. She was too far gone, though.

“Let’s go to your room,” she said.

Allison headed towards Blake’s room before her conscience got the best of her. She stripped along the way, tossing each article of clothing aside as it came off. The moment she stepped through Blake’s doorway he wrapped his arms around her from behind. He was naked too. She felt his big cock press into her from behind. Desire rushed through her body. A deep, impossibly powerful need to have him inside her nearly overwhelmed Allison.

“I need you to fuck me, Blake,” she said. “I need you inside me right now.”

Blake spun Allison around, picked her up, and walked towards his bed. He crawled onto the mattress and laid her down. Allison reached between his legs, wrapped her fingers around the base of his impossibly hard cock and pressed the head between her pussy lips.

“Fuck me,” she insisted. “Fuck me, Blake.”

Blake slid inside her and Allison pulled his lips to hers for a desperate kiss. She spread her legs wider and the moment Blake bottomed out in her pussy he pulled back and began to fuck her. He gave Allison what she needed. He took what he craved. He fucked her hard and fast.

Allison rode a wave of intense pleasure all the way to a body-shaking climax. Her legs twitched and she felt juices pouring from her pussy as Blake slowed his thrusts. He wore a prideful smile, and with good cause. He’d just given Allison an orgasm she’d be eager to tell her friends about if she hadn’t cheated on her husband to experience it.

“You’re incredible, Blake,” Allison said as she ran her hands down his muscular arms. “That was incredible.”

The desperation she’d felt for Blake had dissipated thanks to the orgasm. In its place was a deep desire to make him feel as good as he’d made her feel.

“On your back,” Allison said as she pushed against Blake’s chest. “I want to make you cum.”

Blake smiled and pulled out. He rolled onto his back and Allison moved between his legs and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked her juices off his cock and felt just a little bit dirty doing so. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d taken Justin her mouth after he’d been inside her.

Blake seemed to find extra pleasure in the idea of Allison giving him head so soon after he’d been inside her. She wondered if he’d seen that kind of thing in porn videos and had found it thrilling.

Seeking to deepen his arousal, Allison kissed her way down the shaft of Blake’s cock and took his balls into her mouth. She licked and sucked while stroking the head of his dick. She felt like she was in college again, like the only thing that came close to mattering was making the man in front of her feel good. The rest of life washed away and all Allison wanted to do was drive Blake absolutely mad with desire.

“Allison…fuck, you’re unbelievable,” Blake said.

Allison looked up with a smile on her face. “Yeah? Do I make you feel good?”

“Fuck yes you do,” he replied before reaching out and grabbing her hand. “Now I want to be inside you again.”

Allison straddled him and reached down to grab Blake’s cock. She rubbed it over her pussy lips and he groaned. “Is this what you want? Do you crave my pussy?”

“Yes I do. I need your pussy, Allison,” Blake answered. “I need to be inside you. I need to cum inside you.”

Allison sank down onto Blake’s cock as his words trigged a deep, surprising kind of arousal. She didn’t just want Blake to fuck her. She wanted him to cum inside her too. She wanted to see that look of pleasure on his face as he climaxed inside her. She wanted to know that his seed was spilling into her pussy. Allison knew the fact that she was cheating made it hotter. She knew her desire was rooted in something terrible but she couldn’t contain it. All she felt was a deep need to make Blake cum inside her.

Allison leaned down and kissed Blake as she worked his cock with her pussy. She bounced up and down, feeling every inch slide in and out of her at a blistering pace. The sex was infused with the same urgency and passion she’d felt when Blake was on top. Her need was animalistic and impossible to control. She had to feed it. She had to have him. She had to make Blake cum inside her.

“Allison…you feel so fucking good,” Blake said between kisses.

He grabbed her ass and Allison moaned as she kissed his neck. She let him fuck his cock up into her. She let him pursue his orgasm as he desired. Not long after Allison was rewarded with the loud grunts and groans that signaled his climax. Blake held his cock inside her and came. His orgasm seemed better than usual, just like hers had been. He was louder and lustier and he grabbed her ass tighter.

Allison remained on top of Blake long after his orgasm. He remained inside her until his cock had gone soft. His cum leaked out and made a splendid mess, but she didn’t care. She wanted to savor the sensation of being on top of him, of being in his bed, of having him inside her. Soon she’d have to go back to reality and once again deal with the guilt of having cheated on her husband and of having been so weak when confronted with such intense desire.

“Hey,” Justin said as he popped his head into the bathroom.

Allison had a foot up on the counter and she was applying lotion to her freshly-shaved leg. She had a towel wrapped around her head but the rest of her body was absent clothing and Justin couldn’t help but smile. Whatever he’d come into the bathroom to say was temporarily consumed by the kind of desire most men feel when they see a naked woman.

“Hey yourself,” Allison said as she flashed a flirty smile. “What can I do for you?”

Justin stepped into the room with a pair of Allison’s panties in his hand. He was holding the panties she’d put on that morning. They were the same panties she’d taken off before rushing into Blake’s room to fuck him. Panic rose in Allison’s chest as she tried to look as calm and steady as possible. 

“I found these outside Blake’s room,” Justin said as he held the panties up.

“Really?” Allison replied. She wanted to come up with a plausible reason why her panties might be outside Blake’s room, but her mind was blank. It felt like her world was about to collapse and it was all she could do to keep her breathing steady as she studied Justin’s face for some clue of what he was feeling.

Justin stepped into the bathroom and his eyes wandered over Allison’s body. She was almost certain she saw desire in his eyes. “Would you put them on for me?” he asked.

Allison’s hand shook a little as she reached out and took the panties from her husband. She stepped into her underwear and pulled them tight against her crotch as Justin stared between her legs. 

There was no question he was aroused. Allison wasn’t sure what her husband was thinking, but she knew how he looked when he was turned on, so she took a chance and slowly spun around. She looked over her shoulder as Justin stared at her ass and asked, “Do I look good in them?”

He nodded and Allison bent over a little. She saw the beginnings of a bulge between his legs and a dozen questions ran through her head. Did Justin think Blake had stolen her panties? Did he know what had happened, that she’d left her panties outside Blake’s room before enjoying the younger man’s cock? Did he suspect something else entirely, like Allison had given the panties to Blake as a naughty little gift?

Justin stepped closer and reached out to touch Allison’s ass. He ran his fingers over her skin and the panties and squeezed her flesh. She heard her husband groan and her heart pounded as she asked, “Do you want me, Justin? Do you want to fuck me in these panties?”

Justin nodded and Allison stood up and spun around. She unbuttoned her husband’s shirt and pulled it off before tossing it onto the bathroom floor. Justin reached up and played with her breasts as Allison unbuttoned his pants and pulled on his zipper. He seemed nervous, like he wasn’t sure if what they were about to do was the right choice. Allison wasn’t sure either, but she preferred going down this path to the idea of a massive fight and a divorce.

When Justin’s pants hit the floor Allison gently wrapped her fingers around his cock and stroked him. Justin’s fingers found their way between her legs and he rubbed her pussy through the panties she’d worn earlier that day. Their eyes met and Allison still couldn’t decipher what was behind her husband’s arousal.

“How do you want me?” Allison asked. She wanted to give Justin the freedom to play out the lust he seemed to be feeling and she didn’t want to reveal any more than was necessary.

“I want you how he had you,” Justin answered.

Allison’s heart pounded as she stared into her husband’s eyes and tried to figure out how much he knew. Did he utter those words because he suspected Allison of cheating on him or because he knew and he was genuinely aroused by her infidelity? If she took him to their bed and let Justin have her like Blake had taken her, was she risking her marriage by admitting to her affair?

There wasn’t time to give it much thought. Lingering and staring into his eyes was the same as admitting she’d fucked Blake, so Allison took Justin’s hand and led him out of the bathroom. She stopped at the edge of the bed, slowly turned around, and sat on the mattress. She swung her legs into the bed, spread them, and looked at her husband. The panties seemed important to him, so Allison pulled them aside and offered her pussy.

She couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt so nervous. It felt like her marriage was teetering on the brink of total destruction. If she guessed wrong she was about to admit to an affair that her husband only suspected. There was only one way to find out, though.

“Fuck me,” Allison said as she played with her pussy. “Fuck me like he did.”

Justin crawled into the bed and moved between her legs. They kissed as Allison placed his cock inside her. She moaned as he filled her.

“Fuck me like he did,” Allison said again, this time in a voice laced with intense desire. “Fuck me like Blake did!”

Justin fucked her hard enough to make the bed squeak. Allison grabbed his ass and moaned for him. She moaned to enhance her husband’s pleasure. She moaned because she was relieved he wasn’t furious with her. She moaned because while she didn’t understand his desire she still wanted him to feel good.

“Fuck, Allison…I’m close,” Justin said.

“Cum inside me,” Allison replied. “Cum inside me just like Blake did. Cum in your wife’s pussy just like he did!”

Justin did as Allison requested. He buried his cock inside her and climaxed. His groans filled the bedroom as he experienced what she hoped was an exceptionally pleasurable orgasm.

Justin pulled out and rolled onto his back. Allison looked over to see him staring at the ceiling with half a smile on his face.

“I guess we have a few things to talk about,” he said.

“I guess we do,” Allison replied. It was silly to think she could avoid having a painful conversation with her husband, but she’d still hoped for it. It wasn’t to be, though. It was time to face the music. Allison’s only hope was that Justin’s obvious sexual desire as a result of her cheating meant he wouldn’t be angry enough to divorce her.

“I’ll go first,” he said.

Allison stared at the ceiling and hoped for the best possible outcome.