Copyright 2019 by tcs1963

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( WRITTEN FOR THE KAW 14 )

( writing Competition )

This story contains aspects of Bisexuality, homoeroticism, Female and male mastery, and force out or Coercion. Please have an undecided mind.

CAUGHT BY HER

By tcs1963

Chapter 1 `` The Beginning ''

Tom roughly grabbed the spinal column of my principal, holding my face tight against his bulwark. As he slid further into my throat, causing me to gag some. My tongue rapidly caressing the underside of his stiff hammer.

'' Oh, jazz. I 'm going to cum, '' he moaned.

His verbal cue was hardly necessary because I could feel his pulsing shaft with my spit as he unloaded his overfilled balls. His warm, salty fluid filled the back of my throat, with just a few drops spilling down from the corners of my mouth.

I held his cock as trench in my throat as I could take it without gagging. Gently sucking the straits and teasing the underside with my natural language. Trying to swallow his source quickly, as both an act of self-preservation and to give him some net stimulation as his orgasm induced trembling waned.

Tom slid his now deflating erection from my mouth, and I sat back on my dog. Kneeling at his substructure in an act of submission to him. Allowing him some way to get up from his office lounge. As he pulled his bloomers on, he glanced over his shoulder to where I was still kneeling on the trading floor.

'' There 's something I need to recite you, '' he whispered. `` She knows. ''

If I had n't been on my knees already, I would have collapsed onto the story.

'' Who ? What does she know ? '' I asked, assuming that I knew the answer.

'' Jessie my married woman, She knows you 've been sucking my pecker in commutation for my legal fee 's, '' he said.

My head was spinning. My entire life-time was crashing down around me. If it got around our small townspeople that I was sucking another man 's cock for legal payments, it would break what little business I had left. Furthermore, it would mean all of the legal work Tom had been doing to help oneself me regain access to my children would be wasted.

'' Oh, get laid, '' I said. `` How did she find out ? Is she mad ? Is she going to tell anyone ? ... asshole. I am screwed. You are screwed. I 'll never live this down ... ''

'' That 's enough, '' Tom said adamantly. `` Settle down. '' Of course, she was mad. Furious, in fact, and she wants to see you. Tomorrow night at our theatre. ''

'' Me ? What the fuck does she want to see me for ? '' I asked.

Tom explained that, a few days earlier, Jessie had accused him of having an social function. She had assumed he was fucking little Becky, his 18-year-old secretary. When he came home she had peppered him with invasive questions.

After they argued, she threatened to leave him, and tell everyone in town. Including the mayor, who just happens to be Becky 's over-protective father. Tom told me that he came clean-living.

discomfited, I had come to Tom almost a year ago after my ex-wife moved our child 200 land mile away and started refusing to let them visit me. We had gotten a quick, and smooth divorce 10 months prior. After the day she had caught me stroking my cock to some Internet porn.

I took the visitation and accompaniment schedule she demanded, even though it was far less time with my tyke and far more money for her than was necessity. All this, of course, was on the advice of my attorney, a kid fresh out of law school who 's fee was on par with his experience.

As soon as the divorce was final, she announced she was moving, and that it would be C. H. Best if I did n't see our kid anymore.

Desperate to possess some involvement with my children, I went to see Tom, a fill up acquaintance and the best all around lawyer in our Town. After reading my divorce papers, he asked why I had hired such an inexperienced attorney and agreed to such a bad deal.

That Whitney Moore Young Jr. lawyer was all I could give, I explained. I 'm the owner and editor of our town 's minor, weekly newspaper publisher. I was barely generating enough revenue to keep the paper afloat which has been a battle for respective years, since the internet.

'' Actually, I do n't bang how I 'll be able to afford you, '' I told Tom. `` But I 'm dire and you are the best attorney in the county. ''

Tom agreed to take my suit and started asking enquiry about the circumstances that led to our gap up. He asked me to go at the beginning so he could get the fully picture.

So I told him in astuteness about, how after years of marriage our sex animation had taken a crook for the worse. employment and life had taken its bell on the frequency of our sexual encounters. I started out just visiting some internet porn site to stroke my cock and ingest the edge off.

While many cleaning lady would be mad to catch their husbands watching internet porn, he 'd never seen it lead to a divorce.

'' She did n't like what I was watching, '' I said.

The verbalism on Tom 's font completely changed. `` Was it child porn ? '' he asked. `` I do n't think I can stage you if it was. ''

I assured him it was not, but I hesitated to reveal what it was. To properly represent me, Tom said he had to cognise exactly what my soon-to-be ex-wife actually saw. That was something my previous lawyer had n't asked.

'' It was sex between two men, '' I stammered in humiliation.

'' I see, '' Tom said as he tried to keep any reaction from showing on his brass. `` Are you gay ? ''

'' I guess I 'm more bisexual, '' I said. `` I 've had a few confrontation with guy wire when I was in high-pitched school and college, but none since I got married. ''

Tom went on to say, `` I understand, Like a lot of married men, you had turned to Internet smut when the sex in your get married life had dried up ''.

While the consecutive stuff seemed to work for a clock time, I found myself drawn more and Thomas More to deviant sexual demeanor. Then eventually to watching two men suck and piece of tail.

Tom asked me a few Thomas More questions about my case, and then he broached the subject I knew was eventually coming to his payment.

As one of the best well-rounded attorney in townspeople, Tom demanded a in high spirits rate per hour than anyone else, $ 300 an hour.

At serious, I could afford about 3 hours of his fourth dimension. He would use Sir Thomas More than that just researching my cause, of that I was certain. I told him as much and thanked him for his time. Then I left.

A few mean solar day later, Tom called and asked me to come by his office. This made me very odd. I thought we had determined that I was just not able to afford his services.

When I entered the social movement doorway, young Becky gave a very knowing smile brightly at me, and then sent me back to Tom 's office.

'' Shut the door behind you, and sit down, '' Tom said, in a very authoritative musical note.

He was sitting at his desk looking very all-powerful and pointed to a electric chair opposite his.

'' I 've been thinking about your eccentric, and I want to help, '' he said. `` What your ex is doing to you just is n't properly. ''

I started to explicate that, while I appreciated his sympathy, I could n't afford him.

'' Maybe we can work out a deal, '' he said.

I suggested trading a full-page ad in each week 's newspaper, but Tom shook his head. That was n't the deal he had in psyche.

Tom began by telling me that all marriages are n't thoroughgoing, even his own. He said that while he and Jessie still loved each early and had sex fairly regularly, she had lost her enthusiasm also.

While she had never enthusiastically offered oral exam sex, it was a birthday and anniversary `` treat ''. And even that had stopped in recent long time. That 's when a lightbulb lit atop my head word. Tom was offering me a more intimate deal.

After our previous meeting, Tom said he could n't block off thinking about my case and my sexual proclivity. It was then I realized what he was suggesting. Tom would serve with my legal problems for some of my untapped oral talents.

'' How will this work ? '' I asked as I felt my erection begin to rise in my pants. `` When do we start ? ''

'' I 'll anticipate you when I need you, '' he said. `` No one will disturb us here. '' He stood and walked to the leather couch on the far wall of his role.

I proceeded to lock up the office door and then walked toward him. He had removed his drawers and underwear and sat down bare-assed on his leather couch.

I knelt down between his legs, feeling anxious with my warmheartedness pounding erratically in my chest. As anxious as I felt, I could still feel my mouth beginning to water.

His erect shaft appeared slightly larger and thicker than I imagined, but I did n't reckon it would name sucking him off any more difficult. He pointed to the trash can by the couch.

'' You can patter here if you want, '' he said looking a little disappointed.

I did n't bother mentioning to him that it would n't be necessity. That I would be more than willing to live with his semen.

I leaned in taking his flaccid cock into my mouth. Enjoying the whiz of having a warm smooth cock make my mouth feel full for the first time in years.

I began by massaging the undersurface of his gumshoe with my natural language and massaging his balls with my manpower. He quickly grew more put up as my mouth did its job. Tom quietly moaned his approval.

As I devoured his cock with my moist mouth, I made sure to keep eye contact like the Lady in the adult videos. Hoping to picture my entry to his very masculine persona.

Tom leaned his caput back and closed his eyes, apparently lost in his sexual fantasies. I wondered if it made it gentle to pretend he was n't letting another man suck his dick.

Worried that we were taking too long, I wrapped my hand around the al-Qaeda of his cock and stroked him in rhythm as I teased his cockhead with my tongue and mouth.

It did n't take yearn before I felt Tom 's torso stiffen, his ballock pulled taut to his consistence, and his palpitation started. I felt his abdomen go strict and his hips bucked.

'' shtup. I 'm going to cum, '' he moaned, and I felt his warm creamy load replete my mouth.

I gulped down as quickly as I could but found it hard to keep up with volley after volley of his warm discharge.

I released his dick from my oral cavity when I thought he had finished. Sucking and licking the crown in an attempt to houseclean up his mess.

Suddenly, one final shot erupted across my lip and face. Tom looked into my eyes as I savored his last bit of semen. He handed me his handkerchief to pass over my face. Then he got dressed and bid me goodbye.

Two mo later, I was triumphantly walking back toward my office. Hoping no one could ideate what I 'd just done. If they 'd looked closely, they might have got noticed the slight bulge in my pants.

As soon as I reached my business office, I quickly locked the door and dropped my bloomers and stroked myself to an acute orgasm. Trying to relive the hold out half-hour in my nous.

Since then, Tom had called me once or twice a hebdomad, and asked me to meet to talk over my `` case. '' I knew whenever he called it was my job to make a payment by draining his balls.

It was always the Saami, I 'd come together and operate the doorway, we 'd exchange pleasantries and I 'd kneel down and suck him off. He never offered to stir me in any way. In fact, I never even took off a 1 stitch of habiliment.

As he was putting his knickers back on, Tom would update me on the status of my case as it traveled through the motor inn. It was a sodding organization between us.

And now it was all over, at to the lowest degree that 's what we thought. His announcement that Jessie, his wife knew of our arrangement and the secret intimacy, I only hoped I could keep his wife from ruining me and my chances of ever seeing my Kid again.

=======The Next Day=======

At just past tense 7 p.m., I lightly knocked on the door at Tom and Jessie 's sign. Fully prepared to beg her forgiveness and to ask her not to evidence anyone about my arranging with her husband.

Tom answered the room access and led me to the den, in the back of his star sign. He offered me a potable, trying to slack my nervousness. I asked for a bourbon on the Rock and gulped a large swallow, hoping it would help to still my racing heart.

Tom sat across from me on the boastfully blacken leather couch and then motioned for me to sit directly across from him on the matching loveseat.

Just as I got seated is when Jessie walked in. I was to humiliated and could n't meet her eye to eye. But that did n't keep me from admiring her sexy soundbox as she stood at the bar pouring herself a drink.

She was stunning. A curtly albumen tennis dress accented her curves majestically and from the feeling of her makeup and hair, I doubted she had just come in from the courts.

She turned and caught me staring at her. I saw a flash in her eyes that I assumed was choler. But when she spoke, it was as if she was calmly chatting over a post-dinner boozing.

'' So you 've been sucking my husband 's putz ? '' she asked. `` Are you a Milquetoast faggot ? ``

I stammered and was taken aback by her comment. As I was trying to explain myself and concurrently making myself look like quite a fool. She held up her hand, to give up me.

'' Tom has told me the story, '' she said. `` But I 'd like to pick up it from the whore 's mouth, so to speak. '' Then I noticed an evil smile.

I timidly recounted the narration for her, leaving nil out. I told her about my flush it wedding. How my wife had caught me masturbating to gay porn and how she 'd taken my children from me after our divorce.

When I got to the percentage point in my story where her married man Tom, had suggested I pay his fee 's in swap, she shot him a dirty look. I 'm guessing he had told her that our agreement had been all my mind.

When I finished my explanation, she asked, `` Do you like it ? Sucking him, I mean. ''

'' I do like it, '' I said. `` Giving person so lots pleasure with my mouth has always been one of my preferred things. Even when I was married, I probably gave my wife unwritten sex far more than we made beloved. ''

'' What do you like about it ? '' she asked.

'' I love the control they have over me, and the way he feels against my tongue, I love the way he tastes, '' I said. `` And I love the way his cock swells when he is closelipped. ''

Jessie made a good story grimace. `` I do n't handle for any of that, '' she said. `` Did you let him cum in your mouth ? ''

'' Of track I do, '' I replied. `` That 's the best part. ''

'' Do you swallow ? '' she asked.

I nodded yes. She made another funny remark face. I realized then, that must take in been the grounds Tom had offered me a glass can to spit in the first time I sucked his dick.

'' I 've never swallowed cum, '' she said. `` The few multiplication I 've let him follow in my mouth, I had to spit it out before I threw up. ''

I told her that I enjoyed the gustatory modality and grain and that swallowing Tom 's load felt like my payoff for a job well done.

Jessie stood up from where she had been sitting beside her husband and refilled her drinking. She said that when she first suspected Tom of cheating on her, she was furious. She expected he would go away her for a vernal woman.

learnedness that he had been letting another man suck him off was hardly receive news, she said. But after Tom explained it, assuring her he would never depart her and that he would end our arrangement, she began to come in around and eventually became quite curious.

At least contribution of this was her fault, she said. Not caring for her husband 's needs had led him to seek other remediation.

I did n't order her that Tom had only told me what was going on after I 'd sucked him off the day before. Then she dropped a bombshell.

'' I want to watch, '' she said.

I sat there dumbfounded, unable to utter.

'' Look at him, '' she said of her husband. `` He 's had a hard-on since you started telling me about sucking his cock. He actually has a wet spot on his slacks. So go ahead boy, I want to watch you suck my husband 's turncock. ''

I looked at Tom and he shrugged his berm slightly. He stood up, kicked off his shoe and removed his pants and pugilist. His prick was semi-erect and precum was bubbling from his scratch.

Nervous as I was, I decided to put on a show for Tom and Jessie. I wanted her to see him get the best blowjob he 'd ever beat.

I slid off the couch and onto my human knee in straw man of him. After licking the precum from the tip of his dick with the tip of my knife, I opened wide and slid the length of his shaft along my glossa and into the backrest of my throat.

Only when my nose was pushed against his pubic hair did I close my back talk around the base of his dick.

Tom let out a moan. I pulled back until only the head of his dick was in my sassing. I sucked and tongued the head for a moment before sliding my mouth down the entire shaft again.

I worked his dick with my mouth and knife with a dense but calculated pace.

Between the moans and the gustatory perception of his leaking precum in the book binding of my throat, I knew Tom would n't last very long.

I sucked harder and picked up the pace, but it was n't enough for Tom. He grabbed the book binding of my top dog and began to forcefully facefuck my mouth.

With a grunt, he pushed as deep into my backtalk as he could and pumped his payload into my pharynx.

Slightly surprised I swallowed as quickly as I could, with very minuscule of his sperm leaking out. I continued to concur his shaft in my mouth until he began to moderate.

'' That was the hottest thing I 've ever seen, '' Jessie said. `` You are quite an accomplished cocksucker, boy. ``

In my readiness to give Tom the best blowjob, I had overlooked her pet name for me, and literally forgotten that she was in the room.

She was sitting at the face-to-face end of the couch from Tom and I, looking quite aroused. Her dress had worked its way up over her hips and she was rubbing her pussy through a pair of total darkness lace g-string step-in.

'' He got to use your mouth, '' she said. `` I believe it 's my turn. ''

Jessie pulled her dress off over her caput and scooted to the boundary of the lounge. Without looking to her husband for commendation, I slid over and pulled her panties to the position.

She had shaved her pubic region into a slenderize, vague landing flight strip that pointed to her overgorge clit. I put the tip of my tongue on her pubic hair and ran the tip across her button, between her labia and dipped slightly into her hole before starting back up. Jessie shuddered with joy and spread her legs wider.

After teasing her with lightheaded tongue diagonal to the clitoris, I slid down between her sass again. I intended to lay off at the buttocks of her twat, but I misjudged where I was. My tongue slid past her perineum and brushed against her right little rosebud.

Jessie gasped and moaned, which I took to be a sign to continue. I kept thinking that maybe Tom has never stimulated her anus.

I kept up the circle between her clit and her SOB for a few instant before I felt her starting signal to displume away.

'' I need some hawkshaw, '' she said.

Tom, who had been recovering from my cocksucking display a few minutes earlier, was stroking himself back to stiffness beside us on the couch.

Jessie climbed atop him in contrary cowgirl emplacement and sank down on Tom 's erection. She leaned back against him as she began to slowly tilt back and forth, I leaned in between their peg and licked from his balls up past where she was buried on his shot to her clit.

'' shag yes, '' she moaned. `` Just like that. ''

I licked them from his balls to his calamus and to her clit a few more multiplication. My spit lubricating their sex organs. Jessie began to rotate her hips a bit quicker and she grabbed the top of my fountainhead when I again reached her clit and held my tongue in station.

I sucked gently at her clitoris, gently nipping it with my front dentition. She moaned again even louder and started moving faster. I stayed with her as long as I could, but fearing injury, I backed away when her step got too fast to keep up with.

Tom had Jessie 's asscheeks in his hands and was lifting her up and down as she was impaled on his very moist shaft.

With a oink, he pushed his hips up and came hard, putting his minute cargo in about 20 minutes into her wet pussy. His climax triggered hers and her thigh squeezed shut.

Jessie was moaning loudly and riding him wildly. Then her body tensed and she froze, her body began to shudder and then she relaxed again, against Tom 's reclining torso.

I sat quietly at their substructure and watched with enchantment as Jessie 's well-fucked pussy finally released Tom 's shrinking cock.

I was trying to remember every second of the eventide so I could replay it in my mind when I got home and jerked off.

After a minute or two, Jessie lifted her head from where she 's been laying on Tom.

'' So what do you do when you are done sucking my husband ? '' she asked.

I told her that I generally went back to my bureau or dwelling and masturbated while the taste of his cock and cum were still novel in my mouth.

'' wellspring, go ahead, '' she said. `` We 've both gotten off. I do n't see why you should n't. Jerk your little dick for us. ''

I pushed my gasp and boxer briefs down past my knees and started to stroke myself energetically.

After what seemed the like forever, it felt outstanding to free my putz from my gummy pants and wrap my fingers around my shaft.

I was face-to-crotch with the dick I 'd sucked many times and pussy that I 'd just savor licking for the first meter in my life. Their sexual scent was intoxicating to me. As I watched, a dollop of Tom 's cum dripped from Jessie 's gob and slew toward her rosebud.

I leaned in and licked her arsehole clean. Jessie moaned and grabbed my head, pulling me in tighter to her cum-filled hole.

I tongued her cunt, seeking to savor any of Tom 's cum that I could blarney from her. They both watched as I serviced her and brought myself closer to orgasm.

I slowed my stroking because I was enjoying my cum filled treat. I gripped my gruelling peter but did n't stroke it. I did n't want to come in yet and I was worried that jerking off would necessitate my aid away from my job between her thigh.

With my tongue in her pussy, my poke primer against her clit. As she wiggled her articulatio coxae so that I stroked the exterior of her kitty-cat with it, she deposited more of their flux juice into my mouth.

The predilection and texture was heavenly. I 'd never eaten a cum-filled pussy before, but I hoped it would n't be my in conclusion.

Jessie 's pace quickened and she moaned. `` I 'm going to cum again, '' she said.

I pumped my pecker as she pushed my face tight against her pussy.

As she got off, so did I, shooting my load all over the figurehead of the sofa that she and Tom were laying on.

When she released my drumhead, I dropped back to the trading floor, trying to catch up with my breather.

Jessie was still laying on top of Tom and he had his limb wrapped around her midsection. He had tucked his face into her neck and was gently kissing her as she came down from her post-orgasm high.

When I could, I stood up, pulled my underwear up over my cum-covered dick and quietly left the way.

For all, we 'd just shared, this was easily the live intimate experience of my life. Watching their post-coital hugging seemed to be invasive.

I let myself out and quickly drove home. Before I could park and get inside, my prick was already stirring. I could n't hold back to get in my bed and relive the night 's events with my little pecker in my bridge player.

THE END ...

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