The New Tenant - Part 7 (AAALPHAAA) (Patreon)

So I have several supporters that are true MVPs on this page. I often feel bad that I have nothing to really offer, and I try to find anything to give back to these tiers. But then I managed to put a wrap on a very early draft on TNT 7, so I figured I'd give you all this even earlier than usual.

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*

While Toby was clumsy in the beginning, despite his size, he was a quick learner. The more time he spent inside me the more my body responded to Toby’s manipulations.

“I thought it would be too big for my little body, but it sure fits,” I groaned.

It was the morning after our first night. I had gone to make coffee and shortly after I had the dragging of Toby’s feet down the hallway. We had done it a few times during the night. I had sort of thought it in the back my head that doing it at night like that made it a unreal dream, but getting bent over the kitchen island and fucked right there in made me relish the reality of it.

It was also now that I had noticed that his swimming and trips to the boxing gym were paying off. He wasn’t fit by any stretch but he seemed to have been stacking up power in his legs to say the least.

“And why does it fit?” Toby taunted.

“Be-ugh- because you’ve ruined me! Ugh guh! Oh fuck! Sex with J-Josh will never be the same!” I moaned, struggling to talk as he filled me up so much.

Toby loved hearing that type of stuff. But I had to wonder myself with so many days ahead. How would it be with Josh? Josh was big too, and strong, and loving. Toby was bigger, but also different. He fucked for his own pleasure, and mine happened to coincide with his own. He didn’t seem to mind that I was his landlady or somebody’s wife. All he cared about was that I was pleasuring him. In fact, it seemed to spur him on even further to use me as he pleased.

Toby stared down where his fat cock was thrusting into me from behind, sending ripples across my ass each time he banged inside. He started to increase the pace as he studied how my petite ass jiggled. It didn’t take long before he made me gasp and groan through a now familiar sensation of cumming. I had never thought sex could be this good, that size really did matter to such an extent.

“Fuck yeah, Kimberly,” he groaned.

I could feel him swell inside me. I could tell he was gonna cum soon, but he didn’ let up his fast strokes. I could feel him swell and swell, dangerously pulsing inside. Concern for my well being ceded for Toby’s need to cum. His dick exploded inside me me with such force part of the first load dripped onto the kitchen floor after recoiling inside me. He pushed even deeper, where only Toby reached. My head starting to dizzy as he pushed my head down.

Afterwards, I stood up on shaky legs. I felt weak and numb. I had barely slept, and now I was exhausted from fucking so soon after. I had just felt my eager little, slightly ominous tenant cum inside me again for what must have been the fourth time. Or third. Was I already losing count? I certainly wasn’t keeping it.

My eyes trailed up to my face in the reflection of the microwave to see that my hair was matted and my makeup was smeared. I looked like a slut, and it was not even noon. I reached around and started awkwardly rubbing the cum. My fingers felt sticky and slimy, and mostly gross. Yet I brought my fingers to my mouth and tasted them.

I had of course tasted Toby’s cum before, but not like this. It tasted slightly saltier, with a hint of sweetness to it. I could not deny that I enjoyed it, even if I was slightly disgusted with myself for doing so. Right out from my own pussy.

I had just let Toby cum inside me yet again. It was potentially dangerous, yet I let him do it anyway. Or maybe I knew he wouldn’t bother pulling out either way. I guess he figured I was his slut now, and maybe for the next few days it was true. I was the bored housewife with my husband on a trip. Though the parameters were slightly different contrary to the normalcy of such circumstances. It was kinda my fault Toby was the way he was, with everything we had done leading up to this. Everything we had gotten away with doing. The only thing I could do to make up for it was to let Toby use my body whenever he wanted.

I couldn’t help but wonder if Josh had ever cum inside me like this. From the huge amount of thick glazed cum trickling out of me to the shear force and how it exploded within me. How Toby’s cum filled me up to the brim. Did it matter that Josh had? I was Toby’s slut for the time being, not my husband’s. At least until Josh came home from his trip. I wondered what he’d think about all the videos.

I could hear Toby shuffle down the hallway and to the shower behind the kitchen.

*

Toby pov sending shit to Josh.

Kimberly had finally submitted. Finally, Kimberly had taken her place as my personal fucktoy to enjoy, instead of committing to her marriage as a dutiful wife. My plan had worked. I was alone with her, with Kimberly at my disposal. For now at least. I had kept a somewhat charade with Josh, feeding him some bullshit texts before I fucked his wife again, but I knew when he came back in two weeks  time there was a good chance he would not be happy. But by then, it would be too late.

Now that I was taking Kimberly multiple times a day, the next step was to demean Josh as a mate even further. Previously I was deteriorating Kimberly’s respect for Josh as a man, now I would destroy him as a husband. I had already made Kimberly give vague promises of keep seeing me despite Josh’s return and predilections.

But I also had to put Josh in his place. As the second hand. I had to show him his wife's infidelity. The timing was necessary, and the right video. I wanted the video to look like Kimberly was unaware she was being recorded, and I wanted the timing to have Josh ask; “How long has this been going on?” and to realize there was still two weeks until he could come back and do anything about it. Have him lay in bed wondering about all the things I was doing to his wife.

And to kill two birds with one stone, I knew Kimberly was up in her bedroom getting ready for tennis later with Josh’s sister Luna. I guess Luna was waiting somewhere on the property, probably by the pool. I was gonna make Kimberly late for that. I found her with her back to me, naked except for a black boxer shorts. She abruptly turned.

“Oh! You startled me,” Kimberly said as I entered her room.

I guess we had never been in her and Josh’s room at the same time. I had been in her plenty though, accumulating hours in her bed enjoying her panties.

“You heading out?” I asked, trying to sound interested in her day. Kimberly nodded, looking at me. It was obvious she was unsure what to do with me being in her and Josh’s sacred chamber.

Deciding to play it casual, she headed into the bathroom. I took this opportunity to prop up a small camera on Josh’s headstand. That’s right. I was gonna fuck his wife in their bed, then I was gonna send him the video.

I heard Kimberly exit the bathroom. She now had donned short, tight white yoga pants on top of her boxers. I quickly hit record and sat down on the end of the bed.

“We can’t do anything in here, Toby,” Kimberly said, glancing over at me, getting her tennis outfit ready on the bed. I would of course have to edit that away from Josh.

“Why not?” I asked, sitting up just enough to dismount my sweatpants, my gray boxers still on.

Kimberly sighed and shook her head. She was looking at me, still holding the tennis outfit in one hand. She was obviously annoyed, but I knew this was the moment.

I reached out and put my hand on the white fabric of her yoga pants. I slowly pulled it down. She resisted at first, but then let the yoga pants drop down mid-thigh. I got up, keeping her in front of me. Her hands were still on the tennis outfit, but I guided it out of her hand and threw it away somewhere. I guided her hand to my growing erection instead.

“Not here… Luna is waiting for me besides,” Kimberly said.

I kept Kimberly in front of me as I spun her around to face the bed, and then bent her over, pushing her yoga pants all the way down her legs to the floor. Seeing Kimberly bent over like this never ceased to amaze me. Propped and ready fro me to take her. Just like the camera was ready to record Kimberly’s infidelity. We would have to record some ‘real’ videos later too. But now, only her boxers were in the way.

“Toby please… Not here… Not in this bed,” Kimberly pleaded weakly, but I knew the battle was already won. She wanted it as bad as I wanted it. Worse, probably. Degrading her own stature as a princess too good for me seemed to be something right up her alley, to my major benefit.

“Why not? Josh already apparently lets me fuck you, so why not in his bed?” I challenged.

“Because… it’s supposed to be for me and Josh. The bed will never be the same again, it will be ruined–” Kimberly stopped herself as she realized that the bed was not the only thing that was broken. She gave a small smirk, knowing her choice of words were… favorable.

“And Luna is waiting out by the pool besides…” Kimberly replied, but more resigned. Like she wanted me to make her decision. I was happy to do so.

“You want to fuck and make Josh’s sister wait? Want her to sit down there and wait while I creampie her brother’s wife?” I asked, pulling my boxers off and letting my hardening cock free.

“No, we shouldn’t,” she started, raising up on her elbows.

I pushed her face down onto the mattress and pulled her boxers off of her, sliding them past her knees to the floor. Her ass was up and ready. I grabbed her hips and slowly pushed into her. She didn’t say anything, but her breath hitched. Like she was afraid to be heard. But I didn’t care about that. I slid all the way in and started thrusting in and out. Kimberly was as silent as she could, yet couldn’t help but gasp and whimper in pleasure.

“This is so wrong,” she whispered, her smushed face pushing back and forth in rhythm with my thrusts.

I leaned over and whispered into her ear, “But you love it.”

I pulled her upright, and she leaned against me. She didn’t struggle and I continued thrusting. With how tight Kimberly’s pussy was, it was hard to fathom she was ever capable of taking me down her throat. I felt her squeeze and roll my foreskin with each thrust, even with how wet she was. I wrapped one arm around her, putting my other hand in front of her face and grabbing her hair. She looked at me, our eyes locked. Her mouth was open and her breathing was ragged, her breaths blowing wind in my face as I kept thrusting. I fucked her harder, gripping her hair and her tits. I felt my orgasm building and started moving in and out faster. But I wanted to do one more position before cumming.

I shoved her onto the bed, quickly turning her sideways. I then crawled up behind her to spoon her, guiding my cock into her moist mound, entering her from behind like this. I wasn’t able to give her full penetration like this right away, but Kimberly groaned out loud as I no doubt found even new spots to stretch to new limits, further ruining Josh’s wife.

“Shit, this is so good! You-you’re so fucking bigh-ugh,” Kimberly moaned.

“Fuck, and you’re tight! Josh not treating you right?” I growled, reaching across her and mauling her tits, essentially pressing her back into me more. I love how she arched her back when she was being pleasured, and especially feeling her writhing against me was wonderful. Soft moans and whimpers extruded from her mouth as she closed her eyes to take in the pleasure.

I reached under her to grab her hips and pull her closer, going deeper into her. She gasped as I did, and her breathing became erratic. I started pumping into her with short bursts.

“Oh god, Toby, I’m gonna cum!” Kimberly cried out.

I put both hands on her hips and began slamming into her, the bed hitting the wall repeatedly. There was no way Luna wouldn’t hear the thumping if she went into the lounge area.

“T-Toby!” Kimberly cried out again as the orgasm took her.

I pushed into her one last time and I too felt the orgasm hit me, grunting and shooting my load deep into her. We stayed like that for a few moments, recovering. I was breathing heavily, happy the camera got this part, probably catching some wonderful moments. Like “This is so wrong,” and her groaning and whimpering as I had my way with her. I knew it would break the big oaf's heart.

“Holy shit,” Kimberly said, turning to look at me as she caught her breath.

I leaned forward and kissed her, pulling back and getting up off of her. She turned to look up at me, as if reality was setting. Her eyes were flitting from the ceiling to my face and back.

“This was just sex, right? This doesn’t mean anything… got it?” she asked.

Saying that told me she put sex in her own bed on a pedestal, as I suspected. It made the fruit I had just plucked even juicer.

“What do you mean?” I asked, my mind slowly trailing towards the guest in the house. It was time to get out of here to avoid any drama. I started dragging my sweatpants back on, not even bothering to put my boxers on.

“I mean… you know,” she replied, pausing to think. “We’re just fucking each other, right? Nothing else,” she tried to clarify. I nodded.

“Just fucking,” I confirm to reassure her, turning to the door. “Nothing else.”

“Yet.”

“See you later, Toby,” Kimberly said, letting the small promise linger.

I paused for a moment, then left the room.

Soon after I had edited  the whole recording, snipping it down to the most necessary parts. The part where she was in front of the bed with the yoga pants around her ankles. And especially the part where I was spooning her on the bed. I was starting to second guess if it was smart trying to play Josh like this, but I said fuck it. The big oaf had it coming. He best reconcile with the notion.

I hit send.

*

“No videos yet?” Josh wrote. I was drying my hair after a quick shower.

Fuck. I had totally forgotten. It all had happened so fast, and now I was heading out to our tennis court to occupy myself with playing tennis with Luna. I had made the date a week prior as a Toby deterrent, but now the appointment was more or less a distraction from sleeping with Toby even more.

“Where were you?” Luna asked as I descended the stairs. Annoyance was written all over her voice. Had she seen Toby come down?

“Sorry… erh, wardrobe malfunction,” I chuckled.

“What’s gotten on your dress there, darling?” Luna asked, pointing at my skirt. I looked down. An obvious dried up stain was right there on my hip. Toby had spilled his cum onto my dress!

I immediately felt my whole body heat up. How would I even–

“Yeah, I had no real solution so I tried washing it. Dried up sweat,” I chuckled, trying to mask my embarrassment. Fuck. Lesson learned, no more fucking Toby with guests in the house.

“Yeah well. I wanna get sunburned, so lets go play,” Luna said, not really paying attention. But I had to wonder how much she had caught up on… I was pretty loud…

*

maybe I'll just make it so Josh can't communicate with anyone, as Toby had fucked with his phone and what not.

I was worried to say the least. Still was. I hadn’t heard a lot from Kim the last few days, and most of what I heard was just stuff that didn’t even sound like her at all. I knew something was amiss, and I was dying to get out of  this fucking quarantine to get home as soon as possible. I was worried sick. I had asked Luna to head down to Courtington, but I had no word back yet.

Then I received a message from Toby.

I half had forgotten about him, half expected the text to be his goodbyes as he left. His tenancy was over, so no reason for any further communications.

But no.

It was a video filmed from my nightstand of Toby bending my dear wife over the bed and railing her, then a cut to her getting passionately fucked by Toby in a sideways position. I damn near threw up as I saw the video. I wanted to rip Toby’s head off, scream at Kim. How the fuck did this happen?

I guess I can be part of the blame. I mean, I didn’t mind a bit of fooling around, but full on sex? In our bed? Without me nor my consent? That was way too much. And it wasn’t as much that it had happened, more the way it had happened. Me on the other side of the pond with no say if or when this was gonna happen.

I went through the stages. Grief, jealousy, rage. If Toby had stood in front of me as I watched the video the first time I think there is a good chance I would’ve broken his neck right on the spot.

I tried calling Kim, but it seemed like Toby had somehow managed to block my phone or whatever. After a bit I pieced together that he must’ve fucked it up somehow when we went to Nebraska and had forgotten my phone. It also made me question how much Kim knew of this? Did she know how much I was out of the loop? I knew Kim so well, so I knew there was no way she would go behind my back without thinking it was okay. Fucking Toby had probably tricked my her.

Then there were the texts.

Toby was taunting me. He had sent me several messages attached to the video about how much Kim loved his cock, how they had fucked three times in a day and shit. How she had made promises to keep doing it behind my back even when I got home… Then there was some with extra venom.

Toby seemed pretty confident that he would be able to impregnate Kim.

“She wants me bad. She lets me hit it anytime I want,” Toby wrote. I didn’t respond. I knew that would just stoke the fire and keep him going. But Toby went on regardless.

“Kimberly doesn’t mind me cumming inside her either, she loves it. So once she’s off the pill I’ll have no trouble getting her pregnant,” the next text read. “Not that she’ll be your wife again. She’ll be a whore for me.”

I wanted to reply, but knew I couldn’t. My hands were shaking and I was getting dizzy. I was scared if Toby was telling the truth. The fact that Kim was out there having sex with Toby and making promises to do it again, that she wouldn’t even have my permission or knowledge? It was too much. What kind of lies had Toby poisoned her with?

“I don’t think she’ll resist even, if I tell you were into it,” Toby wrote in the next text. So that was how he did it? He made her think I was in on it… It didn’t soften the blow but it sure shifted the betrayal a bit. “Maybe I’ll know her up in your own bed even. Oh gotta go. Have to go breed your hot little wife.”

And that was the last of it. I had broken down when I read the last one. Huge and powerful, filthy rich with the best cars and a hot wife. Yet I felt so helpless. I felt my heart rip to pieces. It was both for my own betrayal, but to know my wife getting manipulated into this just shredded me. My wife. She wasn’t just my wife. We had known each other and been best friends our entire lives. Everything we had experienced together.

All of it poisoned by Toby.

I tried calling Luna, but I got no answer. I knew they were playing tennis today, so it made sense. When she called back I was almost jumping the phone, making sure I caught it.

“Yeah, I don’t know. Hard to tell. She had a weird stain on her dress and took an awful long time changing,” Luna said, her voice laced with sympathy. She knew. “You want me to stay over? I’m kinda staying at a friends, but I could probably watch over Kim instead, if you want.”

“No, I don’t know. I don’t trust that piece of shit Toby,” I growled. I knew he wouldn’t hurt Kim more than he already had, but I didn’t want him near my sister either.

“Wait, you gonna let them… do stuff… for two more weeks?” Luna asked.

“Two more weeks? What do you mean?” I asked, slightly puzzled.

“Toby said you were back in two weeks due to quarantine.”

So Toby thought he had more time than he did? Pff, fucking idiot. The quarantine rules were no way as strict as before. I even wrote Kim… right. That text went to Toby, and the little moron didn’t even read it. That gave me a little hope. Hope of him not getting away with this.

*

After Luna left, I was feeling a bit awkward. Luna didn’t really press anything, nor did she give a hint if she knew. But she was a reminder of Josh. They were pretty different in both appearance and demeanor. I was always fond of sex, but I was never an overly sexual person before Toby. I liked to chill with my games and hang with my friends, then get get fucked real good by my husband whenever I needed it. So I was sort of happy that this was a timed arrangement, even if Toby wanted to keep it going despite Josh being back, and even go behind his back. Neither would ever be the case however, and we all knew Josh would likely put his foot down. And I all I had to do was give one word to Josh and he would rip Toby to shreds if he wanted to. Even if Toby had started picking up jiu jitsu and boxing, along with his swimming, the last few months; Josh had done all kinds of martial arts his whole life. Hell, even if you just looked at the physique of the two. One was six foot six and wider than the door, the other was perhaps as heavy but both shorter and just built different.

Speaking of Josh not putting his foot down; I was upstairs gaming and Toby downstairs in his den gaming as well when I received some devious texts from my dear husband. I paused Atomic Heart and checked.

“Knocked up yet?” he wrote. While Josh had been acting strange over text, this was just up the playful tune I’d see from him. His text made me smirk, and I guess the implication was sort of making me horny too. God damn it.

After thinking a bit about what to write, I replied, “u really want that, huh, u naughty man.” It was sort of to dismiss the idea, but I guess a horny part of my brain told me to play naughty a bit.

Josh replied. “Doesnt hurt to try.” I had to chuckle at that and wrote back, “certainly doesnt.”

I didn’t really get a respond after that, so I unpaused and continued gaming. Maybe I should try find a safe room, as I was feeling myself getting riled up a bit from Josh teasing me. Then my phone ping again.

“gonna do it?”

Was Josh really pushing this? Or was he just playing with me so I would go fuck Toby again? I best put a stop to this before any of us got any ideas. Or started playing with something we would regret. This was way too big after all.

“There is no way. I’m not gonna go off the pill, and if so im not gonna let him cum inside, and that’s it,” I wrote, hoping that was the end of it.

I guess that wasn’t the case, because the phone pinged with another message, “But ur okay without protection then? Ive heard its supposed to be even better.”

My reply was immediate. “Not funny.”

“Its not a joke. Im serious.”

My heart was pounding by now. A small burn was searing through as I read and re-read Josh’s reply. I don’t think I had ever heard Josh be serious about anything other than the family, work, and his martial arts training when he tried for the olympics. The fact that he was so serious about this was just blowing my mind. Was he just fucking with me? But why would he joke about a thing like that, knowing what me and Toby had been doing?

“Ur being stupid,” I wrote finally, slightly trembling as I wrote. I wanted him to be joking, but some buried part of me wanted it too.

“Im serious. He fucked you raw already.”

“...”

“And youre okay with him fucking you raw? And off the pill? I bet it would be really good.”

Damn, Josh was really pushing hard for this. He was really insistent.

“Whats the harm in letting him cum inside you? I know you like his big cock. I bet it would feel good to feel him cum inside you again, feel his warmth deep inside you, to feel his cum squirt inside you.”

“So which one is it then? Is he cumming in me or am I off the pill?” I teased back. Josh had to understand it was one or the other.

“why not both?” Josh wrote back.

“Ur joking,” I replied. I knew Josh was just trying to rile me up, and he would never actually let me take that chance.

There was no way this was going down, so I decided to call his bluff, “gonna flush the pills out in 15 minutes unless u say something. Then Im gonna find Toby and let him spend the night inside me.”

I looked at the clock and set a timer and tried to go back to gaming. I was too distracted however. I kept checking the timer and my phone. No reply ever came from Josh. I even waited past the fifteen minutes. Finally I had to relent. I looked at the phone and texted Josh, “Well? Im waiting…”

I didn’t get a reply from Josh. After five more minutes, I stood up. I hadn’t taken the pill today, so by tomorrow or the day after it would be really dangerous. Was this truly happening? Would I really let Toby do this? Cum in me while I was off the pill? Not that I thought Toby would pull out anyway, but to fuck him off the pill… I guess I had heard the same, and I was curious to find out. And the danger of getting fucked by someone I knew was not likely to pull out… The thrill of doing something even more pleasurable was exciting alone, but the danger of it added a small extra spice.

I was both nervous and excited at the prospect of going to Toby with the purpose of getting knocked up. Or maybe that wasn’t the sole purpose, but it was certainly a dangerous possibility within the next few days.

I made my way down to Toby’s den, and when I found him, he just looked at me, “what’s up?” he asked, slightly flustered. His eyes immediately darted down my body. He always looked at me like that, as if he wanted to devour me. I fluttered inside knowing how much he desired to be inside my body.

“Oh, I just got an interesting text from Josh,” I told him.

“Oh yeah?”

I nodded, “yeah, apparently, he thinks I should let you cum inside me and get me pregnant.”

Toby raised an eyebrow, “he does?”

“Yeah, he does. So what do you think about that? Wanna pump momma full of sticky cum?”

Toby once again trailed up and down my body. Inspecting everything about my curves. I could see the hunger in his eyes.

“You know my answer,” Toby said, slowly. “Meet me in your bedroom naked. I’ll be there in five.”

He was so nonchalant, yet so domineering. He commanded me to get to my husband and I’s bed in order to get bred. I made a sharp breath in nervous excitement, spun on my heels and darted back upstairs to me and Josh’s room. As I entered, I immediately took off all of my clothes, except my underwear, and sat on the edge. I was so aroused and so excited. I was shaking in my panties. I was so eager to fuck Toby again.

I didn’t have to wait too long, and soon Toby entered. The room, not me. Soon me too, but so far, just the room. Even through his pants, I could see he was fully erect. I bit my lip in anticipation

“I’m so fucking horny, Toby. I need you so bad,” I said, almost trembling. Why was I so much hornier now than before? I wasn’t even fully off yet. I couldn’t help but be enthralled by this big dicked dude who should be way below what status most people gave me.

“Good,” Toby answered, keeping it short and effective.

“C’mere and fuck me.”

He came up to me, and I lay back on the bed, spreading my willing legs, exposing my clothed pussy for him. He stepped to the floor right between my splayed legs and pulled down his pants. His huge, throbbing cock sprung free. He was so hard, his cock was pulsing and dripping with precum already, and his balls were so heavy they were almost swaying.

“Pff, what kinda man lets his wife sleep with another man like this?” Toby said, looking down at my panties, before meeting my eyes, “Right?”

I nodded. Not in agreement, but for him to go ahead, “I’m your horny momma who needs to get fucked, please.”

“What about daddy?”

“I’m sure he’ll want to join, but for now, I just need you. Just me and you, Toby.”

I saw his cock throb even harder when I said his name. He liked being upped as the big man, didn’t he?

“Okay. Here’s how this is going to work. I’m going to pull your panties aside and then I’m going to fuck you. You’re going to cum with my big cock inside you, better than you’ve ever with Josh, and then I’m gonna cum in you again. After, you’ll clean my cock so we can finally make one of those videos for your fucking idiot husband. Is that clear?”

I nodded eagerly, dying for Toby to get to work, “Yes, sir.”

“Good.”

Toby then hooked a thumb on the inside of my panties and shoved them aside while he settled himself between my legs. He positioned his cock at my entrance. Still standing on the floor he would have such easy leverage to pump me full.

I felt the big head of his cock at my entrance. I was waiting for him to fuck me, but he held firm.

“Beg me to fuck you,” Toby demanded.

“Please fuck me with your big cock, Toby,” I pleaded.

“Fuck what?” Toby asked.

“Your big, fat cock, please fuck me with it. Please put your big fat cock in my little pussy, please!”

Toby slid the tip of his cock inside me, and I sharply moaned out loud. My mind exploded with pleasure. His cock just felt so good. It filled me up like nothing else and stretched me out everytime. But Toby still wouldn’t fuck, he just slid himself in and held there. My body screamed to get fucked.

“More, fuck me more with your big cock, please!”

Toby thrust his cock into me with one single push, and I could finally moan satisfyingly. Toby then started slowly massaging my insides with hog, making my body sing and my mind see stars.

“You’re so wet. You’re gonna cum already,” Toby said. And it was true. My body sung to his tunes with such ease.

“I can’t help it, you feel so good!”

“Yeah?”

“Oh fuck, yeah! I love the way your cock feels in me! I’m so full.”

Toby began fucking me with an increased steady rhythm. I could hear and feel his balls slap against my ass with every thrust. I felt myself gush around his girth with each thrust. Toby had me so wet it was unbelievable.

“You’re so fucking big, Toby,” I moaned.

“Bigger than Josh?”

“Yes! I’m sorry, but just love how big your cock is.”

“You love it?” Toby asked, starting to pump me with earnesty.

“Yes, I love it! I love the way it feels in my pussy, and I love the way it feels when I suck you off.”

“You want me to continue fucking you with it, don’t you?”

“Yes! Forever and ever! YES YES! Right the-there UGH! Fuck my slutty pussy! Take it, take it! Ruin me! OH FUCK!”

Toby smirked as he continued his assault on my body. He never relented as he fucked me through my orgasm. I couldn’t focus on anything but the pounding cock inside me.

“I like the way you beg. Now, I’m going to cum in you and start the process of making you my pregnant little slut. No more talk.”

Toby bent down and locked his lips on me, pushing me hard, and shoving me further up the bed. Soon he was fully on top of me, repeatedly pushing his fat hog into my very depths. My hands went to his waist and I pulled him closer and deeper, trying to make him cum faster. I wanted a second round as soon as possible.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Toby groaned into my mouth.

“Do it. Please. Cum inside me, Toby. Cum inside my pussy.”

“H-how far in?”

“All the way. I wanna feel it in me!”

Toby pushed himself deeper inside me until I felt his balls pressed hard against my ass. He gave one short final thrust, and I felt his cock expand to an even bigger size. With one giant pulse he started releasing his load. With small thrusts he ensured as much as possible went as deep as possible within me. I could feel his cock throb as his cum spurted deep inside me. His warmth spread through me, and another orgasm ripped through me.

“Fuck, you’re still cumming,” I moaned.

“Yeah, i-it’s gonna take a minute. You’re draining me, Kimberly.”

I could still feel Tobu’s wild pulses within me. I couldn’t help but think what it would be like when the effects of the pills weren’t there anymore. I couldn’t help but become even more aroused, and I had to wonder what would happen when I got off. Toby came so much and so deep, I knew my little body stood no chance.

“You feel so good. I love how your cock feels inside me,” I moaned.

“Oh yeah? It feels better than Josh’s? Still?”

“Uh huh.”

“You like it better?”

“So much better.”

“Good.”

I felt the pulses slow, and Toby’s cock started to soften a bit. Even now he was still filling me up. Toby slowly pulled out, and I immediately felt his cum spill out of me. I was still so horny, I was dripping with his cum. Toby rolled off of me and collapsed on the bed beside me, on what was usually Josh’s spot. I immediately got up on my knees and started licking his cock, cleaning his cock like a dutiful wife. I want it nice and wet for more.

In the corner of my eyes, I could see Toby grab his phone, and as promised he pointed the camera directly at my face and hit record. He let the camera roll for a moment before speaking up.

“What did we just do?” Toby asked.

I hesitated for a moment. Did I really want to say it on camera? I mean… well fuck it.

“We just fucked. It was so good, and then you came in me so deep,” I admitted.

“Do you like cheating on your husband with this big dick?”

I didn’t really consider me cheating, but I did like to get fucked by Toby without question.

“Yes.”

“You gonna be an obedient wife and lap up and service this cock?”

“Good slut. Now suck my cock until I cum in your mouth. I need some rest after.”

*

It had been a few days since I heard from Toby. I only received one message after his little tirade. “Mission accomplished,” was all that he wrote. I almost punched a hole in the wall as I read it. But now I was taking a seat in a rental I had booked before flying over. The drive to Courtington was one hour or so, but I made it down in dangerous tempos. If any cop stopped me, I’d just pay whatever ticket they gave me. Hell, I’d fuck up the cop and take the jail later if need be.

I pulled up into our mansion, waited for the gate to open. About 30 seconds later I was slamming the breaks before our door and another 30 seconds and I was inside heading down the hallway. I stopped to hear if I could find out where they were. Luck or unluck, I heard faint moaning coming from the kitchen.

“Fuck yeah, cum in me, fuuuuck!” I heard Kim moan followed by wet rhythmic sounds.

That was all I needed.

I bolted down the hallway and into the kitchen. There I found them both with their backs towards me. Kim bent over, Toby with his sweatpants freshly hiked up. I strode over in two steps, turned Toby around. The face he made would burn into my retina as one of my most favorable memories. It didn’t last long. His face crashed to the marble floor as I clocked him directly in the nose. I even felt his nose deliciously crush under my fist.

Kim screamed out, first from shock then from Toby clutching his bleeding nose.

“Wha-what is going on?” Kim shrieked in obvious confusion. But my rage was nowhere near satiated.

I pulled Toby up by his hair, him whimpering as I did. I had so many things I wanted to scream at him, but the adrenaline and anger was overwhelming me. I had never been so angry before. This piece of shit manipulated my wife, my best friend since childhood, my everything. I would later have to question Kim, but right now I was busy fucking up Toby.

Toby meekly put up his fist as if he were going to fight back. I laughed cruelly. It was out of my character, but this fucking slob thought he would fight me?! After what he did? He should just keel over and take it.

“Yeah? You gonna do something?!” I screamed at him. Toby threw his jab but I grabbed his wrist and broke his arm at the elbow with such ease it was pathetic. He screamed out in obvious pain and howled as I shoved him aside. Scale down the graphics

“I thought– I thought you were okay with me and To-him…” Kim said, utterly distraught. It dawned on her how Toby had manipulated her. I took Toby’s phone and found the messages between the supposed me and Kim and handed it to her.

“I have been… fuck… I’m so fucking stupid,” Kim said, tears welling in her eyes. “Jesus Christ, Josh, I’m so sorry!”

“It’s okay. We’ll figure it out. It’s this fucking piece of shits fault,” I said, looking down at Toby who tried crawling away from us.

Kim looked at Toby with tears in her eyes. Her face went from embarrassment to disgust and then to anger as well.

“Fuck him up,” she muttered.

*

It was a few days later. We had ditched Toby in some gutter out of town. He’d survive, but I doubted he would ever dare step near us again. I had to even go to the ER to fix my hands after what I did to Toby.

Kim and I had several talks over the days puzzling everything together. How he had likely manipulated us from the start. Sure we were game for some of it, as we were both young and liked to have fun… but finding the things on Toby’s computer was an affirmation of how he was not some guy who had fallen in love with his landlady, but rather a creepy fuck that we needed to shove away as far as possible.

He had countless gigabytes of images and video snippets of Kim. Both from the office and some of which Toby had simply creeped on her. By the pool, while changing. That ilk. We found his thrown together mirroring software too, the final evidence of how it was all his fault.

Sure, in the coming times I had some trust issues, which Kim was very understanding of. She had them too, I guess. I knew she felt embarrassed and humiliated for being so easily coerced into cheating on me… just saying that stings so bad even a while later.

Then there was the final blow Toby had dealt. Kim came up pregnant, and we damn well knew it wasn’t mine. I had tried to make it so it was Kim’s decision what to do with it, but she held firm.

“I’m not keeping it. I’m never going through nine months of torture for Toby’s offspring,” Kim said with venom.

We also burned every single sheet Toby had touched, got new beddings and changed everything to remove any trace of Toby. The annex was refurbished even if it was relatively new. Luna later moved in. She knew some of the things we had gone through, though not all, but her addition was a good one. She kept us distracted and helped us heal from the whole ordeal by being the awesome sibling she was.

We wanted to move on from it all. We loved each other dearly, but the wounds we had suffered would take time to heal. Both of us were motivated to take the effort, and we agreed that time heals all wounds.

The end… or is it?

*

thanks for reading. Hope you enjoyed. This is not the end, but I will have to do some extensive planning if I want to continue the series for a bit longer. Let me know what you guys think!