I Need That Big Dick In My Life:>Ep26

Then I realized what she had said.

"He what?" I asked, as my orgasm subsided.

"He bred your girl, Isaac," Cass said, coming up from my cock, some cum still in her mouth. She savored it around her mouth and swallowed it, then bit her lip. Yeah, she was definitely ready for more.

And seeing her actions, so was I.

"But don't worry, I took care of it. He had some old ass condoms, but I'll make sure to be more careful later," Cass reassured. I nodded.

"Now. Lets watch another video while you fuck me over this desk here."

*

It wasn't odd that Neil skipped work that next day. It wasn't his first time. So when I walked out to the Camry, it wasn't surprising to find it utterly empty. Driving home I was trying to contemplate how wrong everything today was. The day started with Cass waking up at some other guy's house. And as a consolidation after fucking Neil's brains out a whole night, I got a blowjob and even fucked her on my own desk, watching her beautiful react perfectly to my efforts as we made love.

It sounded like I was getting the raw end of the deal here, but from my perspective, I didn't see it that way. I had a loving wife who did the worst shit possible and still never wavered in her devotion to me doing so. Like her betrayal was almost an affirmation of her loyalty to me, in some way. Else she wouldn't have felt guilty.

Also, it was obvious that our own sex life was getting some major benefits from Cass' wickedness. Before it was cowgirl and missionary. Last night we had done things that had been far off the table. Ironically, those things were done on the table. I had to give a small chuckle at how far we both had come. From Cass sucking off Neil in the car to her spending the night. From Cass admitting her less adventurous sexual nature to sucking me off and then begging me to fuck her on the desk I did all my work at. The end was not the destination, the journey was, and the journey was just getting wilder.

However, arriving home I saw something I truly didn't expect. I saw a big SUV in my driveway. What the actual fuck? Was Neil here? At our home? I truly didn't know if this was the right call, to invite this kind of a person into our house. To have him know where we lived. There was no way Neil wouldn't exploit that. But it was too late now.

I didn't have to imagine what was going on inside. I was going to find out. Finally, I would witness the source of all the stories I'd heard so much about. Sure, I had the videos, but I hadn't had time to see them yet. And seeing it live, would be on the next level.

First, I had to drive the car down the block, so that Neil wouldn't see it when he left. Or get boxed in. Next, I made a brisk walk up and around the house, so that I could peek inside the kitchen window without the whole street wondering about what I was doing. I just hoped they were somewhere where I could see them.

And boy were they. Despite having ejaculated raw and deep in my sweet Cass the other day, Neil was once again having his. Despite being in a place where they shouldn't need to fear being seen, and allegedly have all the time they needed, Cass still had her tight jeans around her knees, to not waste any time feeling Neil's big dick inside her again. At some point, she had given in to Neil's pursuit, bent over the table to get railed by that huge monster. Not giving a thought to the risks, just wanting to feel it again.

I couldn't help but wonder how this had occurred. Had Neil shown up, Cass let him in so he wouldn't be seen by our neighbors? How long until he was past our doorstep before he shoved his length into her again. He was insatiable, to say the least. And now he had Cass bent over our kitchen table, getting railed.

Why was she so eager? Was it really that good? After such a short time since they last fucked, Neil once again had her wrapped around his erection. But then one thing flashed through my mind, nearly forgotten in the bliss of hearing about her tales of her mischief and finally feeling the heavenly soft touch of Cass' throat. Something I perhaps feared. One thing that I had suppressed.

"He bred your girl, Isaac," Cass had said.

The same feeling way back when she blew him in his SUV the first time crept through me. The impact of it made me almost buckle to my knees, my whole body shuddered, just remembering these words. My heartbeat was thundering in my ears. I could feel my legs indeed leaving me under me, but clutching the window frame I managed to stay upright. I couldn't miss a beat. Or miss a thrust more like.

Dread and jealousy all filled my mind. But mostly I was aroused beyond reason. Cass had her ways with words, but that wasn't truly it. That was dirty talk. It was her physical reaction when she told me about it over and over. How she trembled just remembering Neil's big dick driving into her. How his cock ripped through the condom and entered her bare, giving her a new sexual high. Remembering him, while fucking me. How she took a short break in the tale to savor the memories, and the look in her eyes... Was that the reason they were fucking again? Was it not Neil that couldn't wait for her to get into her pants?

It made me think again about how long it had been between Neil stepping through our doorstep before he was banging the shit out of Cass. Five minutes? Less?

But I had to see it. I had to see the condom, just to be sure. To know if Cass took that extra risk. If Cass thought it had happened once, then why not again?

I couldn't see shit.

I had to be careful when I took a peek inside. Cass and Neil were facing the window, though I didn't think they'd notice me. Neil was focusing down where they were connecting, surely watching how her lovely lips clung to his raw cock. No doubt relishing how his cock was so pale compared to Cass, something Neil never stopped fetishizing. No doubt relishing how this lovely soon-to-be married girl was clinging so hard, not allowing him to leave the depths he claimed once again.

Cass hung her head, clenching her fists while getting jolted back and forth with each stroke. Pushing off the table, working her whole body just to make sure he kept doing what only Neil could do. To give her something she now needed. Her whole body tensed up from the wild pleasure she took from him.