It's Bigger In Real Life

As I moved closer, slightly to the SUV's left, hiding in the blind spot of the car, I could barely make out the faint shape of someone's head. I drew recognition of the blonde-mopped, coarse face of Neil, sitting leaned back in the driver's seat, his back tilted back so he was almost lying. His grin was wide and self-satisfied, with his eyes closed. He had a small sheen of sweat across his forehead.

I couldn't see all that much, but I saw his right hand was somewhere in his lap, and that his hand was moving up and down. Almost forcingly, like something was trying to get up and he pushed it back down. Yet, not forceful. Guiding, more like. Letting his hand rise only to deliberately press it down again. There was a certain insistence in his down pushes.

I moved a bit closer, standing a few feet away to make sure my shadow wouldn't alarm Neil.

Even from outside the car I could hear his satisfied groans. And being a bit closer, I could even make out what Neil was holding in his hand. Neil's hand was resting in between the locks of someone's black curly hair, and those locks moved up and down in his lap, distorting the line of sight.

Those locks belonged to none other than Cass!

I stumbled backward, almost losing my balance. The revelation stuck through me like a knife coated with poisonous jealousy. Cass has blown me a few times... or rather, kissed and licked while stroking me, but that was the extent of it. Now she was bent over in Neil's car, more or less getting her mouth fucked by this greasy bastard. And in a car in a public parking lot, no less.

I looked over both my shoulders. Of course, no one was around, but I had to be sure. It was a reactionary thing.

My phone dinged. I looked down, opening the message immediately. It was from Cass.

The image would burn itself to the inside of my brain for forever.

It looked to be from Neil's point of view, showing Cassandra with a humongous, wide, bulbous condom-clad cock resting across her entire face, and then some! It looked raging, viscous even, from how big and hard it was. The head shone with a deep purplish red as I imagined it throbbed against her face. Her cute face underneath such a hideous thing sent me to my knees, gasping. The trauma was too heavy to carry.

Yet I was so turned on it was beyond anything I could believe. Less than a few feet away from me was my future wife, my girlfriend for almost half a decade, sucking off our newest janitor, the lowlife Neil. Giving him something I barely knew how felt. Cass was getting used by Neil. For his pleasure, with me standing just outside. And by the sounds of it, she did it well. Neil's groans started to grow louder and louder.

I could even hear his muffled voice saying things to Cass, through the rhythmic groans. I could hear Neil chuckle at something he said, then the chuckles abruptly ended.

Even from outside the car, I could hear him announce that he was cumming. I almost came myself, barely keeping my jagged breath in control. At least Cass had made him put on a condom. Who knew what sort of mess would have occurred if not. And who knew what kind of diseases this dude carried.

I got up and stumbled back to the Camry.

*

Cass was walking back towards the Camry no less than five minutes later. I emerged from the shadows of the office building. I didn't want to be too obvious, even if there was no one around. I wasn't sure how I felt if Neil knew. Him being out of the loop almost added an extra factor to the whole kink.

Cass smiled apologetically as we met up by the car, her lips still slick from the mouthfuck she had just endured. She saw how I looked, and knew I was dying to know what the fuck just happened. She unlocked the car and we both jumped in.

We drove for a few minutes before I croaked.

"So you... did it?" I asked hoarsely.

"Yeah." Cass wasn't about to spill anything, it seemed. Perhaps she felt guilty. It was in some ways a betrayal. Even if it wasn't. Not to me. I was still horny as hell, dying to have her. I had to let her know that everything was fine. Better than fine.

"Honey... That was the fucking most erotic thing I've ever seen. I found the car and heard it from outside... fuck, I almost came just listening," I groaned.

"... I don't know if I'm comfortable with this. I felt like shit. It was hot when it happened, but now I feel like shit. Like I went behind your back, for fucks sake," Cass started, trembling in her voice.

"No no no no! We did it together. I asked you to, and you went overboard with it, but in all the good ways. I never thought this fantasy would be anything, but you made it happen! You! You're such an amazing woman, Cass, you have no idea. And for you to betray me, it would be some kind of break of trust. Listen, Cass. I still want to marry you. Perhaps more than ever. You're just so hot and so understanding. And I trust you completely and I love you more."

Cass smiled at my small speech.

"I'm glad. I was so worried you'd be pissed. I didn't really know how onboard you were, how much was just talk. But when I saw that dick in front of me, I guess it got kinda hard to say no..."

That last part certainly sounded intriguing.

"So how did it happen? You came to pick me up?"

By now we were already walking up the driveway, making our way into the house.

"Well. I came over to pick you up, yes. I came about twenty minutes earlier. Just in case. So Neil was—"

"You came twenty minutes earlier? Just in case you'd suck his dick? That is so wrong, I love it!"

"You wanna hear it or not? So anyway, Neil was taking out the trash when he saw me waiting. He waved to me and came over. Offered me a cigarette. I said no. Then we small-talked a bit, like last time. He asked about the wedding and eventually, he steered the conversation back to the pictures," Cass told, opening the door to let us in.

I didn't dare say anything, wanting to hear the rest.

"He teased me about never replying to his last message. I shrugged, trying to play hard to get. God, Isaac, I have to say. Standing beside him like that. It was so different from the last time. Knowing what he had. Being so close to it, even if it was underneath his jumpsuit. And I kept thinking about that last message... How Neil almost expected something from me..."

We had made it to bed by now, putting a pause on dinner. Instead, Cass shoved me back into bed and climbed on top of me, settling down on my groin. Cass started grinding back and forth on top of my jeans.

"So I told him there was nothing to be said. Neil seemed a bit taken aback by that, then asked if I wanted to see it in person. I didn't really reply, I guess I just bit my lip like I do, and sort of followed him over to his car. Fuck just retelling it is so much," Cass said, interrupting herself by shoving my now condom-clad cock up into her. She had apparently gotten a new box of new condoms.

"I jumped in his passenger seat. Neil said some rude comment about... oh shit, Isaac, easy now. I'm not done telling yet. Anyway, Neil unbuttoned without any hesitation, whipping his huge cock out in front of me."

Cass was biting her lip, clenching her eyes as she was reminiscing about the scene. I firmly held her hips though, so I wouldn't cum too early. Her telling it like this was almost too much for me.

"Isaac, fuck. It's bigger in real life. Angrier, if that makes sense. He was so rough. He just grabbed my head and started pressing it towards his cock, not giving a shit about how I felt. I said he had to use rubber because I didn't know how filthy he was and I was a bug freak. Neil, like all men like him, didn't have a rubber."