Twisted Obsession (Closed)

[Rocket1010]

Wednesday night - Bryson opens up about his cheating

Bryson looked at his wife standing before him in a sexy black dress. But her eyes were ablaze with anger. She had heard him threaten her sister and she had stood quietly by as Madison dressed him down. Why didn't she defend him? It seemed she was always taking sides with Madison or her family and not defending him. Was it true that she was having an affair with Jack or someone else? he was surprised when she said nothing to defend her own virtue. Something was terribly wrong with their marriage and he had to do whatever it takes to keep it intact. Jack had hinted at that fact when they talked at length on the phone.

"Let's go," he said meekly walking ahead of Brie to the car. There was stone silence on the ride to the Italian restaurant. Angelo's Restaurant was a quiet place where Bryson knew they could have some privacy while they talked. He hoped they could sort out their troubles and get on with their lives, lives that in the last few days, took an upward turn. Angelo greeted them warmly, welcoming them back and directed them to a quiet booth in the back of the restaurant. Bryson was glad to note that there were not too many patrons dining out tonight.

The silence was threatening as the waiter came and took their drink orders. Afterward, Bryson screwed up his courage and took Brie's hand in his. "Brie I know our marriage has not been the greatest lately but with this new venture, I think we can make a new start." The way her eyes rolled in her eye sockets, told a totally different story. "Listen to me first Brie and I promise I'll not talk about our great opportunity. I know you don't care about it. I want to talk about us."

Bryson shifted in his seat, amazed that she had actually kept quiet. But her eyes narrowed and he knew he had to tell her something that he had been hiding for a long time. But first he had to set the record straight about her sister. "You know perfectly well that your sister and your entire family don't like me. I don't know why but I've come to accept it. Madison gets under my skin and you know I would never do anything to hurt her." No facial response just an angry stare.

They were interrupted momentarily when their drinks arrived and they ordered dinner. As soon as the waiter left, Bryson turned his full attention to Brie, knowing that now was the time to address the important issue facing them. "Brie (an imploring look on his face and in his tone) you know we have had some great times together and we really do get along well. Well at least everywhere but in bed." There is was out in the open. The taboo subject they both avoided was out and now open for discussion.

"I know …… or at least I think I know that Madison was getting me riled about you cheating on me." He tightened his fingers when she tried to pull back and when her mouth opened, he quickly added, "let me finish what I have to say Brie. For once let me say something without being interrupted." He was surprised when she shut her mouth and relaxed in the soft cushion of the booth.

"I know I have not been the man in bed that you want me to be. I've tried but I can't seem to make you happy under the sheets. I don't know what it is but it is something I have thought about for awhile." Now was the time and he geared up for an onslaught of angry words. "Brie I lied to you the other day. I have cheated on you." He was shocked when she said nothing, only stared at him with anger flaming in her eyes.

"You know I was and still am in deep debt to Jack. Well, as I worked on his casino projects he let it be known that I could have any of the staff I wanted for my pleasure. At first I was hesitant but after awhile I took him up on his offer and then it became an obsession." He lowered his eyes and felt as if the weight of the world had been lifted from his shoulders.

Lifting them to look squarely at Brie, he finished. "I love you Brie and I don't blame you if you want to take a lover. I know your sister was grasping at straws, wanting to get me pissed so we would fight." Bryson had more to say and quickly continued. "I want us to stay together and build a life together and if that means sharing you with another man ……… I think I can understand. I love you Brie but I don't think I can give up my obsession with Jack's women. They are (fumbling for words) they …. they don't judge me Brie."

He sat back into the booth. What the fuck did he just do? What would she think of him? He waited for the tirade and the accusations that he was a fucking cheater and she wanted nothing to do with him. What would Jack think if he had to tell him his marriage was over? Would he renege on his offer to put him into business.

 

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Brie clutched her fork, stupefied at what she was hearing. Bryson was admitting that he was obsessed with other women and had been for a long time. She had suspected, and Jack had hinted at it, but to hear him say it so clearly was surprising. When he started screwing those other women did his motivation to love his wife die out?

She steamed. Yes, she was cheating too, but the way he was saying this seemed cold. Then to be so bold as to suggest that she stay with him and take other lovers because they only had bedroom issues? Bryson was brushing over all of the other problems as though they didn’t exist and that his wife’s mental health was not as important as her sexuality. It seemed to Brie that Bryson wanted to keep her around only in order to be his “beard” and give off the perfect image; his marriage was wonderful and he was becoming a very successful man. It was all about image for him and what people thought of him.

Well, Brie didn’t think much of him right now. She planned to tell him that, too.

But the idea of taking Jack as a lover with Bryson’s permission... That would eliminate so many problems and put a buffer between the unhappy couple. It was so tempting.

She sat up a bit straighter.

“That’s the best you can do, Bryson Harper? You know why I judge you? Because you treat me like shit. The only time you do want anything to do with me is in bed and now you don’t even need me for that. Did you even realize how I’ve been struggling, too? You gamble away all our money, fuck some tramp in the process and then get pissed when I call you out on it? And this Madison thing... yeah, she’s not in the right but how dare you threaten my sister... I actually thought that you were better than that. She’s looking for a reaction and boy did she get one!” Brie rages, voice a dangerous hiss.

“The bedroom is not our only problem. Since you opened that door, I admit that Madison wasn’t lying when she said that Jack and I are fucking - it’s not even about the sex anymore; he actually bothers to converse with me and ask me how I feel. He doesn’t want to talk about business 24/7 when he’s with me.

“I can’t believe that you think offering to open our bedroom is the answer, here. You flat out admit you won’t stop cheating on me and I honestly feel like that’s true of me, too. I have no intentions to stop having sex with Jack Muldoon. But is that what we need to do in order to fix this marriage? Hell no. I’ll be very clear when I say that I don’t think we can,” she emphasized.

Her eyes softened and she squeezed his hand, trying to find a way to utter the words that had been building up inside her for so long. After a minute, Brie realized that even after all the other venomous statements they had both spoken over the course of dinner, that Brie couldn’t manage to say that she didn’t love Bryson anymore. The timing felt wrong.

Maybe it would be easier if she allowed the decision to settle and plan out how best to approach that issue. For now, being open about their activities might decrease some of the strain, but Brie wondered how long they could possibly keep up the charade. Bryson was a jealous man and knowing that his wife had another studlier lover wouldn’t be as easy to handle as he thought it might be.

But at least Brie didn’t have to hide and feel guilty. At least she knew that Bryson wasn’t dead in a ditch somewhere when he never returned after a night out. She just worried about which diseases he’d been exposing her too by having sex with random girls. Then again - Jack’s standards were immensely high. She doubted he would hire anyone that would give him a bad name and Chlamydia could certainly do that.

Brie sighed, shoulders sagging and tears building in her eyes. She dabbed at them with the back of her hand.

“Who am I to tell you off? Who am I to curse at you when I’m no better; I didn’t intend for this when I first met Jack but it would be hypocritical of me to judge you for cheating when I’ve been doing that as well. I don’t know how we let it get to this point but I think there’s a lot we have to consider. You can’t give up your obsession with his women. I can’t... I can’t give up my obsession with him. Bryson — he... he makes me feel...”

Brie shook her head and abandoned that train of thought.

“Anyway, I think we both do need a while to cool off but I promise that if you give me a few days I’ll be in a better spot to figure out where we can go from here. I’ll send Madison to mom’s and go with her so that the house isn’t such a hostile environment while we both gather our thoughts. We might not be able to make this work, but there may be a solution somewhere too. Please understand,” Brie asked, eyes downturned and saddened.

She hoped that he saw some time apart would be good for them. She hoped that he understood that next time he saw his wife might be when they admitted that the marriage was over. Brie hoped that Bryson might come to realize that they couldn’t salvage this all on his own and that she might not have to say the words and drive that stake deeper into his heart. Would Bryson realize that he didn’t love his wife? What might make him see?

What might make him see that his wife didn’t love him?

It was terrible, but sitting here in front of Bryson Harper discussing the very real possibility of divorce while she pondered taking another into her bed right under her husband’s nose excited her and made her pussy tingle. Would Bryson see where her true feelings lie as Jack Muldoon made no secret of fucking Bryson’s wife in their marital bed next time? How exciting would that be if he just showed up at their condo and took her in front of her husband, knowing there was nothing to be done but enjoy the amazing sex?

Brie clenched her legs shut.

This temporary solution was looking better and better. She imagined it might feel pretty good, too.

Waiting anxiously for Bryson’s response, Brie wondered what Jack would say when she told him she had left home in preparation for the dissolution of her marriage. Would he be happy? She bet that he would; there would be nothing stopping him from moving in after Bryson was gone. She felt like that teenage girl again - so excited for her first date and the myriad of possibilities in front of her with the boy she liked.

Only that Jack was not a silly little boy. He was one hell of a man and Brie didn’t know if she could keep up. She wanted to try.

Brie wanted to be Jack’s.

 

[Rocket1010]

Late Wednesday Night - Bryson angrily calls Jack after his talk with Brie

Bryson knew he had opened Pandora's Box with his admission of infidelity. When Brie brought up Madison's name, he bristled. The coppery haired bitch was always on his case, making snide and rude comments. It all started when they were dating and Madison would make kidding remarks but as time passed the remarks became more pointed, letting him know for sure he was not well-liked. And now, Brie was defending her sister again, just like she always did in the past. The writing was on the wall, Bryson could never please Madison and Brie would always take her side, no matter what. She thought Madison was the best sister but he thought she was the sister from hell. He realized now that blood was thicker than their marriage.

IT WAS TRUE. HIS WIFE WAS FUCKING JACK. The words sounded so loud and harsh as they blasted into every corner of his brain. For a brief moment he was absolutely stunned. How could Jack do this to him? Yea, he was in debt to Jack. Was this part of Jack's plan of repayment, to fuck his wife. And what about putting him into business? Was that done so he could have easy access to Brie? Bryson's brain reeled with confusion.

Her words of bringing someone else into the bedroom seemed lost to him. He saw his dalliances as simple flings to eradicate the sexual urges in his body. While he had played around with a number of Jack's girls, he wasn't enamored with any one of them. They were a means to an end.

But now she was telling him she had no intention of giving up Jack as a lover. She wasn't playing the field but was going after a big fish. Did Jack feel the same way? What the fuck was happening?

Somehow Jack Muldoon was the mastermind of all this descension between them. Yea, they had some problems to solve and she was taking all the credit for doing everything in their marriage from paying bills to cleaning the condo. She was acting like a saint and conveniently forgot all the times he cleaned the house, did the laundry, and dishes when she was working double shifts at the hospital. And it was he who took care of keeping the cars running, getting repairs and oil changes on a regular basis. No this was all about her and Bryson could only shake his head, keeping quiet. This was not a discussion to have in the restaurant and he was sure she would never admit to him helping out around the house.

He listened to her explain how she wanted time away from him. What the fuck! She always wanted time away, running to mommy and daddy, knowing they would cuddle her, let her cry as she told them what a bad man he was. And then they would console her about her worthless husband. But he wasn't worthless. He was a damn good architect and he was going to prove it to her and her family that Bryson Harper was not the clown they all thought he was. But Brie was expecting an answer to her plea to flee from home once more.

"I think you're right Brie. A little time away might clear the air." Just then the waiter brought back his bill and Bryson signed it. "We might as well leave," he said getting out of the booth and waiting for her.

The ride home was just as stone silent as the ride to the restaurant. When they arrived home, Madison was giddy, grabbing Brie's arm and pulling her into the living room. Bryson had enough of this treatment and looked at the sisters. "Yea Brie, you go with your sister and tell her all the little secrets of our marriage just like you've done for years. And then the two of you can go running home to mommy and daddy and tell them how mean and rotten I am."

He saw the sorrow on Brie's face but he was done with this shit. She and Madison shared everything and he was going to be the scapegoat once again. Walking out onto the patio, he pulled his cell phone out and called Jack. When he answered he let go a string of expletive comments, letting the anger roll off his tongue like a tidal wave.

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Jack saw it was Bryson and had a bad feeling. Listening to Bryson scream indignant comments, he knew the gig was up. He knew this day would come but was surprised it happened so quickly. When he met Brie at Mulligan's Pub he had no idea she and Bryson were married. But he knew this was not completely his fault. Their marriage was on the rocks before they met. Why else did she venture into the bar alone? She was looking for some comfort and he gave it to her. But more importantly he began to show her a side of her sexuality she had kept buried for a long time.

Jack could only imagine what Madison told Brie when she got home from work. She had some indication but no clear evidence that he and Brie were fucking. He needed to separate Madison and Brie for a night and had an idea.

After Bryson calmed down, Jack said in a calm voice. "I never meant for this to happen but she came into a bar I happen to frequent and we hit it off. There was a mutual attraction and one thing led to another." Jack stopped for a moment and heard the ragged breathing on the other end. Then in an effort to soothe things over, he added, "Listen Bryson I believe you are one of the best architects in the city and our deal has nothing to do with what is happening between you and Brie. I will stick to my end of the deal and I expect you to do the same."

"What the fuck am I going to do Jack? She and her bitch of a sister are going to mommy and daddy's house for a few days." He stopped for a moment and then continued, "She says she needs a few days to get her head on straight but that's bullshit. She knows perfectly well what she's doing."

"Take it easy Bryson. Tell her I want to meet with both of you at your condo tomorrow night without Madison. I think we can sort this out." He heard Bryson's weak ok and then they hung up. Jack grinned at his phone. They both would be in for a big surprise.

Bryson opened the patio door, seeing Brie and Madison huddled together on the sofa. Both sets of eyes focused on him and he wondered how Brie would take Jack's request to meet. It would mean she would not go to her parents house and what of Madison? Would she be willing to go alone?

 

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When she made her admission, that seemed to set Bryson off. His face became an angry red and she could practically see the steam rising from his ears. She wasn’t quite sure why - they’d both been infidels and it wasn’t like she was the only one to blame here.

He rushed her out of the restaurant and back to the condo, a spur quiet settling over them. It even lasted until he finally lost it, spilling out mean-spirited words in the worst sneer she’d ever seen. It reinforced her decision that Bryson was not the man she was meant to spend her life with.

Madison and Brie said nothing while they laid there curled up on the couch, one of Madison’s hands stroking through the long strands of her sister’s hair in a comforting manner. Every once in a while she would press a kiss against the back of Brie’s head, but otherwise she let Brie relax and maintain the quiet until the other woman felt that she was ready to talk. Brie did not cry. Stubbornly, with a quivering lip, she rested against her sister’s chest but did not allow the tears to spill over.

She did reach for her phone and shoot off a text to Jack. For some strange reason, he was the only person she wanted to speak to right now, but this wasn’t a good time for her to actually call him. Bryson would be in shortly and they would have to talk about this in greater detail. She settled for typing out a message that was short but clear, heart pounding as she considered what he would say.

I’m leaving Bryson. Don’t love him. I’ll be at my parents’.

That was that.

Tossing it aside just as the patio doors slid open, Brie watched her husband fearfully for his next round of verbal aggression. The look on his face implied that he’d calmed a little, but Brie wasn’t taking any chances. She nibbled at her lip.

 

[Rocket1010]

Late Wednesday night - Brie is informed of the meeting / Jack responds to Brie's note

They looked like two kittens curled up on the sofa, petting each other and god only knew what Brie told her sister about their talk at the restaurant. He would have liked to have a decent conversation with Brie but with Madison present, that was impossible. Instead he gave them both a soft smile.

"I just talked to Jack on the phone and he wants to meet us tomorrow." A small shocking look appeared on Brie's face and a quirky smile formed on Madison's face. Brie's facial expression was one of surprise while Madison's was a look of satisfaction. Bryson could see the look of triumph on Madison's beaming smile. He wanted to say some things to her but held his tongue. He was done trying to defend himself against the cute cutting comments.

"I'm going out for awhile and no it is not what you think. I'm going to have a few drinks at the local watering hole and you can call them to make sure I'm not lying to you." He felt he had to say it so as to confirm he wasn't going out to fuck some floozy. On his way to the garage, he added with a chuckle. "Jack only wants to meet with us and only us." The words were clear and concise. Madison was not invited to the party of three tomorrow.

Bryson didn't wait for a response. He was surprised at his own actions but Madison had set him off good. He didn't like confrontations and usually when he and Brie had a disagreement, he was the one to give in. But tonight was different. They had opened a subject that was taboo and now he wondered how Jack would fix the problem. Or could he?

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Jack read Brie's message but he already knew what happened between them. This is not what he wanted so early in the relationship but it was out on the table. He had to come up with some thoughts on how to hold them together a little while longer. Later when Bryson was established on his own, they could divorce for all he cared. But right now he needed Bryson to focus on his business interests and not be worried about divorce lawyers and the haggling that goes with a marriage separation.

He had to reply and sent a simple message. "Brie. Sorry to hear about your martial troubles. I expect you to be at your condo tomorrow night and not at your mother's house. The meeting is only between you, Bryson, and myself. No one else is invited." He re-read the message and satisfied he the message was clear, he hit send.

A grin stretched from ear to ear. Tomorrow should be more interesting than when he went to their place for dinner. I twinge in his loins confirmed that his plan would surprise each of them.

 

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Brie stewed on both Bryson’s behaviour and Jack’s text message for a while before turning into bed just so that she could stare at the ceiling all by herself. When that didn’t help settle her in anyway, Brie moved into the bath and let her body sink into the steaming water and lovely bubbles.

She answered Jack’s text in a snarky, sarcastic manner after thinking about it for a while.

Whatever you say, Sir.

Several hours later, tucked up in bed, Bryson joined her smelling of whiskey. Brie gave a tentative sniff, trying to assess if she could smell any perfume on him, unable to kerb her suspicion, but she could not.

Her sleep was turbulent.

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Jack’s vehicle was already in the parking lot when Brie made it home from work the next day. She swallowed her nerves and made her way upstairs, pausing outside the door to their condominium hesitantly. That sterile, alcohol smell of the hospital permeated her clothes and her hair. She would probably need a shower before sitting down for the evening with Jack and Bryson.

She was so nervous how Bryson might react to her interaction with Jack now that he knew they were fucking around. And how would Brie greet him? She couldn’t pretend he was just a friend to her, either. This was going to be one hell of an evening.

Sliding her key into the lock, Brie twisted it and pushed the door open, ready for whatever was in store for her.

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday Evening - Jack takes controll of Brie and Bryson

Jack smiled when he read Brie's message. It was short and to the point. She probably didn't realize that using the word "sir" was just the beginning. Soon she would be calling him that out of reverence and respect and submission. Jack fell asleep thinking about the meeting on Thursday.

Jack wasn't sure just how it would all play out but he would forge ahead and let the cards fall where they may. Bryson had a pretty well known personality. He was a nice guy who just wanted to be a great architect and didn't like confrontation. He was meek and it carried over into his marriage with Brie. Bryson got himself into a huge debt with Jack and trying hard to pay it back but he had a gambling issue and Jack used that to his advantage. He was the kind of guy who gets upset and mad but eventually gives in so there is peace. But one thing Jack knew for sure, Bryson would make him a lot of money.

Brie on the other hand was different. Jack sensed she wanted something more out of life than being married to a successful architect and working the rest of her life in the medical profession. From the first time he met her, he sensed an inner drive to be around people of means and Jack was one of those persons who could help her obtain her hidden desires. She probably thought burying her inner sexual drive by working long hours and accepting the meager romance she got would eventually be ok. Jack was sure he was the one to open her to new and exciting adventures she craved but so far was unable to say so.

Tomorrow would be interesting to say the least.

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Jack talked to Bryson a bit on the phone during the day about business. When Bryson asked what was the subject of the meeting tonight, Jack simply told he would find out tonight. In the end, they both agreed to arrive at the condo just before Brie got home from work. Jack didn't want to spend too much time alone with Bryson. It would be best if the three of them were together.

Jack and Bryson were having a drink when the door opened and Brie walked in with a very hesitant facial expression. It was clear to both men that Brie didn't know what to expect. This was Jack's opportunity. He was brash and arrogant when he needed to be and now was the time to bring those traits out into the open. He was pretty sure Bryson would be angry but he also wouldn't rock the boat, so to speak.

Rising from the upholstered chair, he told Bryson to stay seated, shut up, and watch. The look on Bryson's face was as expected, full of questions as to what was going to unfold in front of him. Jack moved swiftly across the room and took a startled Brie into his arms, kissing her hard. When he finally removed his lips, he whispered in her ear. "I'm going to fuck you in front of Bryson and I know you're going to enjoy showing him how much you love my big thick cock."

He chuckled when she tried to push him away. He was much stronger and swung around behind her. They were facing Bryson who sat perfectly still, his mouth agape with no words forthcoming. Jack knew he them right where he wanted them, captured by his aggressiveness.

Bryson sat riveted to his chair, unable to move or speak. He knew deep down this is the kind of stuff Brie wanted but he was always too timid to try. Now he a choice to get out of the chair and confront Jack, run out the door, or stay rooted to the chair and watch what was about to unfold. He chose the latter. What would Jack do that he couldn't do if he had the courage?

Jack smiled, sensing Bryson's dilemma. His hands roamed over Brie's well endowed hidden breasts, squeezing them as she tried to pull away. One hand snaked upward, capturing her throat, squeezing it and making it her unable to speak while the other hand continued its quest on her breasts. His whisper in her ear was filled with measured control; a control he planned to exploit. "You can squirm all you want baby. You know you want this hard cock pressing into your ass."

His eyes watched Bryson for any movement but there was none. He had Bryson right where he wanted him, afraid to lose his business interests with Jack and wanting to see what was about to happen to his wife. Jack nibbled on Brie's ear, his hot breath entering into the inner ear, revealing his wanton desire for her. As he continued to nip at her ear, his free hand left her breasts and slid down and then up under the hospital scrub to feel her lace bra. His cock was getting hard and pressing against her backside.

"We're going to show hubby how much you want a good fuck right here." He felt her head try to move but his hand remained firmly on her throat, not allowing much movement. "I have a feeling you like what happening." Leaving her hardened nipples to rub on the inside of the lace bra, his hand quickly moved southward and into the pant scrubs.

"Just as I imagined baby. Your cunt is dripping with anticipation. Time to get ourselves naked. Let's show your hubby how much you like to suck and play with my big stick." Jack forced her head sideways and then his lips landed on hers, his tongue on a search mission as it slipped between her wet lips.

After the kiss, he felt confident she was not going to scream or run away. Releasing her throat, he smiled down at her as he pulled her scrub top upward with no argument. He let out a soft wolf whistle when her bra was exposed, revealing the deep cleavage. She was his and she knew it. Bryson was now just a spectator to what was about to unfold before his eyes. Jack was going to make sure they both knew their place.

Grabbing her hair, he pushed her head downward while he began to unbutton his shirt. "Why don't you let my big cock out so you can enjoy it and show hubby how good you are at sucking cock? And you can start by addressing me as "sir" "

Would she resist him or was she ready to shed one more hidden desire? Jack was sure she thought of fucking some man in front of Bryson to retaliate for his ineptness in bed.

 

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Brie was taken by surprise at the first aggressive touch of Jack’s mouth, though she would have reciprocated if not for the slack-jawed expression on her husband’s face from his position on the sofa.

Jack was forceful but clear as he explained exactly what was going to happen here; just last evening she had wondered about Bryson watching Jack please Bryson’s wife and to really show him how it was done. The thought did cause her pussy to tingle. But did he say something about her ass? Brie began to squirm away. That thought invoked fear. Mostly, she did not want the first time Jack took her that way to be witnessed by someone else; it was something she wanted to be intimately between them...

Then again, looking straight at Bryson while Jack fucked her in ways no other man had (or ever would) and watching the pain blossom on her face as she allowed him to sodomize her... well, that was the hottest thing. She wanted it so badly. Bryson could even be a bolstering factor - using him as a confidence boost when she wanted to give it all up. This was something Bryson could never do for her and something that she wanted from Jack. She’d show Bryson how much of a man Jack Muldoon was.

She knew that taking him would be no easy task and she looked forward to it. As he stole her breath with a hand around her throat and asked her to kneel, Brie did so obediently. With her hands on his hips, Brie rubbed her face along the tented erection in his pants and looked up at him reverently.

She had no regrets. She wanted it.

“Yes sir,” she breathed, nimbly revealed his cock and leaning forward to give enthusiastic head. On one pullback, Brie looked up at Jack with glistening, scared but excited eyes.

“I want you to fuck me in the ass with your huge cock, Sir. Please.”

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday evening - Brie surprises Jack with her request

Jack could only smile down at Brie when she announced she wanted him to fuck her in the ass. He thought she was virgin to ass fucking and it was something he planned on doing to her at some point. One look at Bryson confirmed that he had never contemplated entering her back door. He was such a gentleman. Not like Jack who took and used what he wanted. And right now he wanted to fuck Brie in front of her husband.

And the use of "sir" made him happy. He thought it would take more time for her to acquiesce but here she was using a submissive term. Maybe her training would not take as long as he thought. Maybe the hidden secrets she had been keeping under wraps for years were about to burst forward.

Bryson sat stupefied watching Brie adore Jack's cock. There was no doubt Jack had the type of weapon that made women fantasize and men jealous. And Bryson felt a lot of jealousy. The inadequacy of his size was clear and it was crystal clear his wife was enamored by Jack's size. It was mesmerizing the way she swooned over his massive tool, taking as much as she could and then kissing up and down its length. Bryson was out of his league and he knew it. There was nothing he could do to compete with Jack and the look in Brie's eyes as she stared him while pleasuring him, sealed it. The women at the casinos would have to be his future sexual relief. Brie was lost in Jack's aura.

These two people were under his control as he looked down at Brie slaving over his cock and then at Bryson who was powerless to stop him. Brie was his sexually and Bryson was his caught in a web of debt he couldn't pay back. Jack would make sure Bryson was under his thumb until he was satisfied Brie was totally his and he satisfied his kinky ways with her.

"Look at her loving my cock Bryson. She enjoys getting it nice and hard for her holes."

Bryson wanted to run and hide in shame and embarrassment but he couldn't move a muscle. The scene in front of him was a fantasy he thought of often. But never had the guts to try with Brie. With the girls in the casino, he had more gumption and bravado. Now he was only a spectator to his wife loving another man. It was almost like watching porno.

Jack smiled down at Brie, seeing her salvia mixed with his precum, creating a slimy mess. When she pulled back, some of the slime lingered in the space between her lips and the tip of his cock before breaking and falling into her cleavage. It was time for the main show. Pushing her away, he ordered her to put her hands on the coffee table facing Bryson. He wanted Bryson to see the pain and pleasure on her face when he penetrated her ass for the first time.

Slipping down onto his knees behind her, he quickly removed her bottom scrubs and bikini panties. There in front of him was a delightful sight, her nice round ass waiting to be assaulted. His hands roamed over the familiar landscape before he leaned down, putting butterfly kisses all over each cheek. When his tongue darted into the valley and poked at her rear opening, he chuckled when she instinctively jerked. In a few moments she would be jerking for another reason.

Dipping his fingers between her thighs, he scooped up some cream and began to rub it over the anal opening. Slowly and methodically he teased the tight opening until his finger slipped inside to the melodic sounds of her moans. If she didn't want this it was way to late to back out now. Scooting behind her, he grabbed his cock, teasing and pressing against her virgin hole. When he pushed a bit harder and her muscles allowed him access, he felt his cockhead pop inside.

Holding it steady, he heard Brie's anguish moans. "Look at your husband and tell him how good it hurts and how good it feels. Tell him how you wanted this for so long." Jack steadied his stance, not letting her suck his cock any further into her ass until she admitted her secret desire to have her ass plunged over and over. "Go on now cunt. Tell your hubby," he gasped feeling his own desire quickly rising.

 

[Cum_Inside]

She maintained eye contact with Bryson the entire time.

One finger in her butt felt weird. She had never had anything back there before. But when Jack began to push and force the thick crown of his cock past the tiny little hole, Brie squealed in pain. It really hurt!

She knew that it would. She wanted this.

Taking a deep breath and pinning Bryson down with shaky brown eyes, she muttered confidently that “it really, really fucking hurts! For so long I’ve wanted a man to take what belongs to him even if it makes me scream in agony. Knowing that Jack is going to take my ass as his own feels amazing and I can’t wait until he’s balls deep inside me!”

The declaration was firm.

With that, Jack’s fingers on her hips gripped her more strongly and he began to pull her forward at the same time he thrusted hard. It took several of these before there was even a light at the end of the tunnel and there was two or three inches left. Brie had screamed the entire way through the process, sweating bullets. It was hard for Jack to get much further traction and force himself the rest of the way into her anal cavity, so he did allow her one big glob of spit as lube that he hocked off and let dribble down the cleft of her ass before he pliers mightily one last time.

Brie howled in agony as her knees threatened to buckle. Jack’s grip on her waist held her steady, and she felt his satisfied grin against her cheek as his balls came to rest against her wet cleft. Breathing hard, Brie grinned weakly at her husband. Her next words were somewhat cruel.

“That’s how a real man takes his woman, Bryson Harper. This massive dick in my asshole is tearing me to pieces but I cannot wait for him to fuck me with it and make me cry as he fills my bowels full of his hot cum.”

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday Night - Jack begin to fuck Brie's ass

Jack loved when Brie screamed in pain as his cock ventured into her tight ass. The louder the scream the better and the look on Bryson face was priceless. He was riveted to his seat, unable to attack them or run away. He was a true voyeur and Jack wondered if he could somehow exploit this new found secret of Bryson's. This was something he would have to give some thought for a future exploitation.

Brie's words to her husband were cruel and cutting but they were true. Jack could see that Bryson knew it. He sat in the chair like a mummy. When the reached between his thighs and began to rub his hidden cock, Jack admonished him. "Keep your hands on your thighs Bryson. This show is not for your pleasure right now. Maybe later if you ask nice, your bitchy wife might let you take it out." There was no mistaking the meaning of his harsh words. They were on display for his viewing but not his self-pleasure."

Jack's hips began the slow methodical piston motion that would ultimately lead to his explosion. Her hips joined his and her anguish at having her ass violated subsided a little but the pain was still present. She was moaning in pain but each thrust seemed to curb it somewhat. His hands gripped her hips tightly, guiding her back and forth in unison with the movements of his hips.

His fingers moved up and down her back, tracing the fading remnants of his fingernails digging into her skin. "Your back is healing nicely baby. Must be time for more marks to show you are mine." He scrapped his fingers along the dying marks and grinned. "I'm going to mark you someday in a way that will make you mine forever." He felt her body shiver and the moan she expelled felt like it was a sign of approval. But the look on Bryson's face told a different story.

Bryson bristled, now knowing the marks on her back were produced by Jack and not what she told him. He tried to remember what she had said about the marks but at the moment he couldn't recall. But did it really matter? He was caught in Jack's web and it now appeared his wife was spinning her own web. Helplessly he sat staring at the couple and then got the courage to ask. "Can I pull my cock out and touch it while I watch?" It was a pathetic request and Jack smiled down at Brie when she turned her head to look at him.

Jack grabbed her hair and pulled her head sharply backward, his lips finding her ear and nipping at the tender skin. He slipped his fingers into her mouth, feeling her suck on them as he forced her to look directly at her husbands lump. His fingers slowly fucked her mouth in unison with his cock moving inside her as they both looked on Bryson's timid features.

"What do you think slut? Should we let Bryson release his cock and stroke it while I finish fucking your nice tight ass?" His own words spurred more energy inside him and he began to buck faster and harder as he waited for her response. "Do you want to watch him jackoff? Would that turn you on to see your hubby play with himself while you get fucked?" Pulling his wet digits from her mouth, he waited along with Bryson.

Jack could see the pleading in Bryson's eyes. He had them both in the palm of his hand. They were his to do with as he wished and he planned to exploit their hidden fantasies. Jack put his large paw on her neck and squeezed. "Tell him cunt! Tell him what you want!" She let out a loud groan when Jack accentuated his command by slamming his cock deep inside her hurting ass cavity.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Mark her forever?

The hell did he mean?

Before she could put much thought into it, Brie was distracted once more the way Jack commanded her husband around; it was infinitely sexy to see him cowed in the face of a much more dominant man. She watched Bryson squirm with sweaty palms, wiping them on his thighs every minute or so, both in anger at the fact that he was watching someone else please his wife and arousal at the show being put in in front of him.

There was no denying that Jack’s powerful thrusts hurt, and the way he was speaking to her was anything but polite, but it made her shiver in excitement. Brie enjoyed it; being taken down a peg and degraded. It didn’t mean she wasn’t stubborn and more than a bit fierce. It wouldn’t be easy for Jack to control her.

“This bitch thinks that hubby better get something good out of this since it will be happening more often - but not with an attitude like that, Jack Muldoon. You came into my house and though you’re a guest, don’t make a nuisance of yourself.”

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday Night - Jack retailates to Brie's disrespectful comment

Jack was expecting Brie to follow his demands and tell her hubby what she wanted to see. But instead she acted like a brat, defying his authority. It was not like he had any authority in Brie and Bryson’s house but he was in charge of the sexual game. And he didn’t like it when Brie told him he was a guest and not to make a nuisance of himself.

Did she think he was a pain, an annoyance? Anger filled him at her disrespect for his guidance to bring out the hidden desires she had locked away for so long. Her body shivered and he could see it in her eyes when he said nasty things to her. She liked him to be in control but there was a part of her that wouldn’t totally submit. Or was she just being stubborn, knowing it would get her into deeper trouble. If that was the case, then she guessed correctly.

“Nuisance am I,” his voice thundered. “I gave you a simple assignment and you’re telling me not to be a nuisance.” Jake pulled his cock swiftly out of Brie’s ass and grabbed her hair, pulling her back against him. His cock pressed between her thighs as her body met his. His strong fingers grasped her cheeks, squeezing until her lips were puckered, forcing her to look at Bryson sitting uncomfortably on the sofa.

“You’ve not told your hubby what you wish. Do you want to see him pull his cock out and play with it? It was a simple request and didn’t deserve your insolence.” Swiftly and like lightening hitting a lone tree on the prairie, his hand left her cheek and hit her cheek with a force that made a loud slapping sound. Her head turned sharply, her eyes burning.

Bryson wanted to jump up and attack Jack but instead stayed rooted to his spot while he watched Jack’s free hand yank her head hard so she was looking at him. Another loud slap filled the room and Bryson saw Brie’s cheek turning red. And then another. He tried to move but found himself frozen. The glint of impertinence filled her eyes but there was something he had never seen before. She liked it when Jack hit her and degraded her. The thought only fueled his cock to ache in his trousers.

Jack saw the silent interaction and his voice mocked her resistance. Another slap brought her attention back to him. “I asked you to tell him what you want to him to do. Maybe I was wrong about you bitch. Maybe you don’t have the stamina to play with me.” His voice was chiding and edgy. Grabbing his cock, he rubbed it over her dripping pussy and then between the crack of her ass. “Maybe I should just leave you here and not let your feel my cock deep in your ass. Tell your hubby to pull his cock out and play with it. I know you want him to do it. Tell him or I’m going to get up and leave.” It was a threat but one that he knew she wouldn’t want to happen. Jack knew she wanted his cock and would tell Bryson what to do. He was sure she was thrilled showing Bryson just how much she loved the feel of Jack’s cock.

 

[Cum_Inside]

The first slap was a sharp jolt that sent fire burning across her cheek after the shock of his sudden attack passed. Combined with the painful tug against the roots of her hair, Brie was hurting. Then came another. And another.

Panting at the adrenalin rush of it all, eyes narrowed in defiance, Brie caught Jack’s smouldering glance. He was watching her closely and Brie could see that it was nothing more than a test. There was satisfaction there in his eyes - but what for? For not making a sound as he struck her? For taking each and every hit without struggling against him?

Something in the way it felt to be struck across the face by a man who thought he was superior to her made her groin pulse excitedly. Any other time, being treated so disrespectfully would make her balk. Now, Brie found that she actually liked it when Jack said dirty things to her and manhandled her around. Brie liked it when he manipulated her and threw her around like a rag doll, demonstrating his superior strength. She wanted Jack Muldoon like nobody’s business; was she into him or something? The only thing she did know was that he couldn’t leave her.

Her body fell limp against him, head relaxing back against his shoulder, finally submitting. Bryson wasn’t moving, too entranced by the sight of his wife's reddened cheeks and Jack’s firm commands to risk it, but she hadn’t forgotten about him.

Through sharp gasping breaths, Brie spoke up.

“Take your tiny dick out of your pants Bryson Harper and play with it as you watch your wife get fucked and satisfied by a man who isn’t you — you heard him. I need Jack to make love to my tender asshole until he’s satisfied, as long or as many times as that takes. I need you to fuck me baby,” she implored, looking at Jack. “Show Bryson that I might be his wife but I’m your dirty little whore!”

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday Night - Brie and Bryson give in to Jack's demand

Bryson was stunned to hear his wife talk to him this way. He could see the intense desire in her eyes as she stared defiantly at him. This wasn’t the Brie he married. This was some whore who was imitating his wife.

Looking past her at Jack, he saw the victory expression spread across his rugged facial features. He knew now he was a pawn in Jack’s game of chess, just another piece to be moved as needed to satisfy his wishes. A sudden chill ran down his spine. He would be doing Jack’s bidding and there was no way out.

And his wife. She was kneeling before him, her breasts hanging down enticing him to pull his cock out. She proclaimed she was his wife but Jack’s whore. Was it really true? Was their marriage over or would he, Bryson Harper, provide her with earthly things while Jack exploited her sensual desires?

He felt like he was in a boxing match with a heavyweight and he was nothing but a welterweight trying to prove he could play with the big boys. He was defeated by Jack Muldoon and Jack Muldoon knew it. His demand to his wife to have him pull his cock out and masturbate was the finishing touches to the match.

With some hesitation and reservation, Bryson pulled his zipper down and pulled his cock free from its constraints. Their eyes silently told him to pull his pants off and without being asked, Bryson lifted his ass. When he was fully exposed to them, he saw his wife lick her lips. But was she licking them for him or for what she anticipated from Jack.

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Jack watched what Bryson did with a triumphant smirk. He now had Bryson and Brie Harper right where he wanted them. Under his control. She was afraid Jack would walk out on her and with her demand to her husband rather than rebuke his demand, Jack knew she passed another threshold into the kinky world of sex. He was right that she wanted more and he was pleased to see that she didn’t cry out when he slapped her. But he knew that would change but for now there was the matter of sinking his cock back into Brie’s now non-virgin ass.

Rather than hurriedly plunge back between her ripe ass cheeks, he grabbed her throat and gave her lewd tongue bath on her cheek. “Very good cunt.” He forced her face to look at Bryson’s hard cock in his hand. “He’s not that tiny but he definitely is no match for my hard cock, is he? You are my slut bitch and you like watching your husband stroke his cock, don’t you cunt?” With his hand squeezing her airways, she could only nod her head affirmatively.

Jack released her throat and then slapped her hard on the cheek following it with another long tongue kiss across the reddened skin. Her head turned to him and he kissed her hard, sharing his tongue with her eager mouth. While they kissed deeply, he grabbed one hard nipple, twisting it cruelly, hearing her moan into his mouth. She liked pain and he was committed to show her what pain was all about as she followed him down the carnal path of pleasure.

“Look at his cock cunt. It’s nice and hard and wants to plunge into but it won’t because I’m going to be the only one fucking all your holes.” Then looking directly into Bryson’s eyes, he told him. “Tell your slutty wife where you want me to fuck her.”

Bryson was beyond arguing that this was not right. He was overcome with passion, seeing his wife being manhandled just like the videos he watched. Whenever he watched women being treated roughly, he secretly desired to do those things to his wife but he never had the courage. And now he lost to Jack Muldoon.

“I ….. ohhhh ….. I want you to …….” It was hard talking while each breath grew stronger. His eyes glanced from Jack to Brie and then back to Jack. He felt so insignificant but at the same time he was enamored watching his wife being treated like a whore. “I …… I want you to fuck her ass Jack. Give her a fucking she’ll never forget ……….” His voice trailed off, his hand gripping his cock harder, unconsciously pumping it toward a relieving explosion.

“Did you hear that cunt? Your sweet hubby wants me to fuck you like the whore you are. But you’re not just anybody’s whore …….. your my fucking whore.” Jack felt the tremor in her body as he placed his cock back to her ass crack. “Now all that remains bitch is for you to tell me you want it and tell your hubby how good it feels when I ram my cock deep into your ass.”

Jack pushed the tip of his cock against her back door, her ass wiggling in anticipation. Yeah, she was on her way to finding out just how good life with Jack Muldoon could be.

 

[Cum_Inside]

The firm pinch and twist of her nipple was definitely the most painful thing yet (with the exception, of course, of the anal penetration). Brie winced, turning her fave away so that Jack wouldn’t be able to see the sour curl of her lips. Instead, Brie looked straight ahead at her husband as he stroked his cock slowly, observing the new couple in front of him with wide-eyed amazement.

Bryson watched them like a hawk.

Jack ran his hands over Brie’s sides and down the curve of her bottom, soothing the sting from his earlier abuses before he’d pinch her again or deliver another seat with no discernible pattern. Brie locked her knees and bent a little further, her gargantuan breasts pressing closer together and hanging just in front of Bryson's face.

“Please fuck my ass,” she begged. “I want you, Jack. I want to feel your dick inside me now more than I’ve ever wanted any other fuck.”

Her admission was plaintive, honest and raw.

Just like her anal passage was going to be when this was over.

With one small hand, Brie reached underneath herself in the space between her thighs to grasp Jack’s cock and direct it to the tight pucker in the crack of her ass. All Jack had to do now was thrust.

He was in control.

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday Night - Jack resumes fucking Brie's ass

Jack smirked when Brie pleaded with him to fuck her ass. She had given him the green light to plunder her ass but it was not really needed. It was clear the couple knew that to fight Jack was fruitless. He had wrested control not only in the sex department but in their personal lives. He didn’t need Brie and Bryson’s approval. Jack Muldoon would take what he wanted when he wanted it from them.

Jack grinned with pride when Brie, hungry for his thick meat to find its way back into her ass, didn’t hesitate to tell him. Even with Bryson watching, fascinated with the action before him, Jack knew Brie wanted this, no craved it. She was opening up about the kinky secrets in her heart, a place Bryson didn’t know existed. The couple had fallen under Jack’s spell and he knew they would do anything he asked. They didn’t have a choice.

Brie’s small fingers found his hard cock, directing it to her anal opening. For just losing her anal virginity, she seemed anxious to have a repeat performance. And who was Jack to deny her hungry request.

With a quick forceful lunge, Jack’s hips drove forward, impaling Brie’s ass, letting out a moan as Brie screamed. “This is what you wanted baby. Something your hubby couldn’t or wouldn’t do.” Jack grabbed her hair, pulling her head back while his cock began to fuck her ass harder and more urgently. The fingers on his free hand again enclosed her wind pipe, squeezing until he cut off her airway.

Bryson’s eyes grew wider watching his wife with another man. He closed his eyes momentarily trying to take in what was happening. But the sound of Brie’s loud moans calling for Jack to fuck her harder, permeated his brain. Opening his eyes, he saw his wife struggling for breath and he couldn’t do anything to save her. He sat transfixed on the sofa, his cock aching more as he took in the kinky scene before him.

Jack saw Bryson’s struggle as a way further his control over them. Releasing her throat, he leaned forward, whispering in Brie’s ear, as she gasped for precious air. “Look at your hubby’s cock bitch. He’s excited to see you get rammed up the ass with my thick spear. Tell him to cum for you, cunt. Tell him how much you want to see his small cock explode?” And then Jack sneered, “Do you want to taste his cum baby? Should I tell him to come over and let you suck him off?”

It was a challenge and Jack didn’t really care if she did or didn’t suck his cock. His cock had won her heart and now her virgin ass was his to do with as he wanted. Her ass and her body was his and soon he would be filling her ass with a mighty load of cream. Jack had a kinky thought as he waited for her to answer his challenge.

 

[Cum_Inside]

The hand around her throat made breathing just a bit more difficult, but Brie needed no saving from Jack.

Casting hazy eyes as her husband, Brie observed him jerking his cock slowly as he watched the show in front of him, transfixed like she’d never seen him before. She sneered, brown eyes shuddering and falling shut as she focused on the feelings that Jack’s strong body against her own invoked. As he choked her lightly, Brie worked herself back against him in hopes to take his meaty girth deeper inside her rear passage. Meeting his gaze, Brie tried to convey just how much she liked what he was doing with her and the liberties he was taking.

But Jack had asked her a question, after all.

She didn’t want Bryson right now. He could watch their little show but she didn’t want him to touch her when her new lover was using her so well.

She shook her head slowly, not wanting Bryson’s sperm. “He can cum, but I don’t want it,” she stated definitively.

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday night - Bryson explodes for Brie and Jack

Jack smirked at Brie’s answer. It was an answer that said so much with so few words. Bryson had his chance in the past to please his wife but failed. It was Jack Muldoon who would open the doors that Brie had locked in her heart.

“Did you hear that Bryson? Your slutty bitch of a wife doesn’t want to taste your cum. She wants my cum buried deep in her ass.” Jack let out his own moan of lust, feeling the tightness of Brie’s has taking him closer to the pinnacle.

Bryson was deflated, defeated by the sights and sounds in front of him. He never imagined he would be sitting on his sofa watching another man fuck his wife’s ass. But he couldn’t help to feel something else. He enjoyed watching Brie being controlled by this man. She would never commit to him the way she was committing to Jack. He was watching his own personal porn show in his living room and it was having a profound effect on him and his cock.

Stoking faster, he groaned feeling the familiar sensations building to the final crescendo. And then it happened, his cock jerk, his hand stroked faster, his swollen balls releasing its contents. He surprised himself at how far his cum landed, almost hitting Brie but falling harmlessly to the floor. His breathing was ragged as each jerk released more creamy substance.

Jack pulled Brie’s hair hard, yanking her head back to him, whispering loudly in her ear. “Did you see how your hubby’s cum almost hit you? I bet he never shot that hard when eh was fucking you.” Her groan as he speared her hard a few times told him he was correct.

His hand grabbed her throat, squeezing hard as he let go of her hair and reached around to find a ripe nipple. “Your nipple is so fucking hard baby.” He grasped the tiny nub and squeezed, pulling and twisting it until she was whimpering with pain. “You love pain don’t you cunt? You like it when I twist and pull on it.”

Jack could feel his cock becoming ready to fill her ass as he switched nipples treating the other one with disrespect. But was it really disrespect as her body squirmed and her whimpering became more pronounced? Releasing her throat, his hands busied themselves twisting and pulling on the sensitive nipples, enjoying her discomfort.

Glancing at Bryson, Jack saw him staring at the couple, his flaccid cock lying in his hand which still stroked it. “Do you enjoy to seeing your slutty wife cum for another man? Tell her how much you want to see her cum on my cock.”

Bryson hesitated, watching as Jack’s plunges made his wife’s body jerk and squirm. He had never had the nerve to act like Jack. “Cum for Jack. I want to see you cum on his cock.” Bryson couldn’t believe he said those words but he couldn’t deny seeing the expression of lust on her face.

Jack twisted each nipple a few more times and then grabbed her shoulders, pushing her head onto the glass tabletop. “You heard your hubby. Cum for me bitch ……. Yes …. Oh fucking yes I’m going to fill you with a heavy load when you cum.” Jack was breathing hard knowing the time had come to fill her hungry virgin ass.

 

[Cum_Inside]

It was a miracle she had even lasted until Bryson admitted that she wanted to see his wife lost in orgasmic bliss for someone that was not him. Toes clenching and thighs beginning to quiver, Brie bent as much as she could by the waist to reach for her ankles and a more solid base of support. At this angle, Jack grasper tightly onto her waist and yanked her bum back against his pelvis on every thrust, her full cheeks jiggling at each collision.

Words failed her now, devolving into a steady string of moans and whimpers.

She hadn’t had too much experience with such rough treatment of her nipples, but like the choking, she couldn’t say that she hated it by any stretch of the imagination. She actually quite enjoyed it. Surrendering herself to him completely, Brie allowed her body to become almost boneless so that he could manipulate her how he pleased while she let the climactic wave roll over her.

Bryson’s cum was a small puddle on the hardwood of their condo’s floor. Morbidly, Brie spent a minute thinking about how she should have done this sooner and cheated on her husband if that was the result - never had she seen Bryson offer her that much sperm. All of it was useless anyway. At one point Brie had fantasized about being filled with a load like that and conceiving with her husband, but those dreams had crashed and burned long ago when he informed her that her dream was impossible.

She had been defeated. It had been one of the final straws. She was young and healthy and desired children of her own. Bryson already had that and made it clear he had no room for Brie’s. It stung.

That wound would never heal.

Manhandled as she was, that thought slipped away in the wake of the nerve-endings all over her body coiling and releasing in a burst of orgasmic bliss. Brie positively howled, all muscles tensing as if to milk Jack’s own climax from him and to encourage him to fulfill his promise to her.

“I love it,” she managed, words a stuttering mess between gasps of air. “I love everything about it.”

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday Night - Jack fills Brie's ass

Jack held Brie tightly as her body rolled to and fro in orgasmic bliss. Her orgasm was overpowering her like the one she had in his condo and in her bedroom. But there was something different about this orgasm. It seemed to be more violent and earthshaking. Was it because her husband was watching? Did she get off wanting Bryson to see her being pounded by a dick larger and longer that his?

As she started to calm down, Jack felt the familiar stirrings in his cock and balls. Each thrust into her tight ass was caressed by her inner wall. His breathing was becoming more intense and he tried mightily to hold off. He saw Bryson watching him closely as if he were a student and he was watching the teacher.

Placing his fingers on her lips, he forced them inside her mouth as his head closed in on her ear. “I’m going to fill that filthy cunt of yours bitch,” he whispered breathlessly. As she sucked on his fingers that acted like a cock, his long piece of meat was hammering away at her virgin ass. She would probably be sore tomorrow but that didn’t matter right now.

Pulling her head back with his fingers in her mouth, his other hand found her breasts again. Her nipples were still rock hard and he wasted no time twisting and pinching them as he neared orgasm.

Then everything seemed to stand still for a long moment. He uttered some unintelligent words before his cock throbbed for the last time. Her body felt as if it belonged to him while his cock exploded over and over, filling her ass with his cream. As he filled her backdoor, he swore her body orgasmed again as her body shivered and rocked hard against him.

“This is just the beginning,” he whispered as his cock finished emptying its load. He would have to deal with Bryson but he knew that was not a problem. He owned Bryson and now after tonight he owned Brie whether she thought he did or not.

 

[Cum_Inside]

His body pressed tightly against her as he finished filling her, holding her tightly and halting all movement other than his heavy breathing against the back of her neck. His words were very promising too, and Brie smiled a tired but intrigued little grin. Each time they had sex was better than the last and Brie looked forward to finding out how he planned to top this one.

Bryson laid back on the sofa with his knees spread watching the new couple in their aftercare. His eyes were narrow as he took in every small detail, including the way Jack nosed carefully along her neck in an attempt to calm Brie’s quivering body, murmuring braise to her. Bryson remembered when that was his responsibility.

Times surely had changed; watching his wife as she held another man’s cock sagely in her most private place as if it were a precious gift was certainly enlightening and he wasn’t sure if he liked it or not. All that Bryson really knew was that he seemed to have no choice in the matter. Jack Muldoon was in control now.

They were just along for the ride, and what a ride it would be.

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday Night - Jack leaves Brie and Bryson to talk things over

The act of seduction was done. Brie and Jack had sated their sexual desires and needs for now and Bryson too had satisfied some kinky desire. But Bryson’s release was not the norm. He had watched his wife be fucked in her rear and he couldn’t do anything about it. If it was an awkward moment for Brie and Bryson, it was not for Jack.

Pulling his cock from Brie’s rear, he snickered pulling her around to face him. “Time to clean up your mess baby girl,” he said pulling her head toward his cum stained tool. Jack looked over at Bryson who continued to sit on the sofa, caressing his flaccid cock. Could he get it up again?

Smoothing Brie’s hair, he encouraged her. “That’s it baby clean all of it.” Holding her head, he forced her to accept his cock until it was flaccid. Then he pushed her head away and smiled. “You have so much to learn and we are going to have some great fun exploring all those nasty thoughts I know you have hidden away.” Glancing at Bryson, he laughed. “Yeah that’s right Bryson, she is a slut and you didn’t know it did you?”

Bryson looked sheepishly at Jack, feeling contempt for the man. Then his eyes moved to Brie and they narrowed as the spoke. “No I didn’t know my wife was a whore. She probably opened her legs for a lot more men than you.” The moment he said it, he regretted it. He was angry at her and Jack and mainly at himself for being such a pushover of a man. If only he could have the courage to act like Jack.

Jack looked at Brie and pulled her chin up to receive a kiss. He tasted his own seed as their lips melded, tongues spearing at each other. After the kiss he chuckled. “Well she is a good whore and I’m going to make her the best whore in the country.”

The look on the married couple’s faces was priceless. “I have to leave but I’ll be seeing both of you tomorrow. Bryson, I expect to see you at your new office bright and early.” Grabbing Brie’s chin once more he looked deep into her eyes with a smoldering look. “And you I expect to see at my office tomorrow night at six for cocktails and more.” He didn't mention the pre-dinner fun he was planning.

Jack didn’t wait for a response. Getting up he dressed hurriedly and turned to walk out of the living room. Brie and Bryson would surely have some things to talk about without Jack in the room. They were still married but he had driven a stake between them and he expected them to remain married, at least for the time being. There was nothing like leaving them now to talk about whatever it was they wanted. One thing Jack knew for sure, it was just the beginning of Brie’s journey to learn just how kinky she desired to be but had kept hidden for so long.

 

[Cum_Inside]

It was dead silent in the apartment after Jack left, Brie standing awkwardly in front of the coffee table trying to get over the fact that she had another man’s cum dripping from her sore, puffy rectum while her husband looked on coldly.

His invitation had been more of a demand and both Harpers understood that Bryson was not invited to the cocktail party. How would he handle knowing his wife was being paraded around on the arm of his benefactor, playing the role of the perfect whore just like they had discussed only minutes ago? Brie couldn’t see it going well.

She slowly sunk to her knees in front of Bryson, eyes dropped to the floor but catching in the flaccid organ doing its best to make a comeback. She wondered if she made an effort to suck him off if he would let her — or would he push her away? Regardless, they had some things they needed to talk about first. She might attempt to take care of that later if they didn’t leave this conversation on opposite ends of the Cold War.

Chewing her lip anxiously, Brie waited for the moment when Bryson would tell her to expect divorce papers. He’d already called her a whore (okay, she kind of was; fucking the man who was employing her husband was basically the same thing, after all - he signed the checks) and Brie had to admit that the callous word which would normally set her off in anger only set a tiny shock of arousal through her veins now.

She was exactly that.

Jack’s whore.

Would she (or could she) ever be more?

 

[Rocket1010]

Thursday night - Bryson starts the conversation

Bryson watched his wife sink to her knees in front of him, her eyes searching his, waiting for him to say something. It was a very awkward moment for him to see his wife looking at his flaccid cock which lay dormant in hand. He was stroking it slowly hoping it would rise to the occasion but so far, nothing. There was no response from the muscle that at one time owned Brie’s lips and pussy. He was still reeling from Jack’s invasion into their lives, fucking his wife in front of him. And she seemed to love Jack’s attention. What was he missing?

Then anger began to consume him. Anger at Brie for fucking Jack, anger at Jack for ruining their lives, and anger at himself for not being a man who took care of his wife. In an instant, he saw himself gambling and cheating on Brie, lying about where he was and why he came home late. It was a vicious circle of blame and he was powerless to stop it and go back to the way it used to be when they were first married. But he knew in his heart there was no going back. His marriage was in tatters and Jack expected them to stay together. Could they? Could they act like a happy married couple? Bryson doubted it.

“I ….. I ….. ah….. don’t know what to say right now Brie. It’s obvious you like fucking Jack more than me.” He wanted to shy away from an argument where his marital mistakes lay. “I can’t deny he gives you more than I can. He can give you the world on a platter and the kind of sex I can’t.” He was on the verge of weeping but he would not show Brie that side of him. He was defeated and felt he was in a corner with no way out.

Looking into her eyes, he secretly wanted her to lean forward and take his cock into her mouth the way she had done so many nights in their bedroom. But she only kneeled before him, watching his face and listening to his words. How long could they live together like this? What was Jack’s game?

Taking her head into his hands, he tried to give her a smile but it was weak and filled with doubt. “Where do we go from here Brie? What is to become of us and our marriage? I love you Brie but I know I can never give you the life that Jack can give you. I don’t want to lose you and if I have to share you with him, I’m prepared to do so. But what about you Brie? What do you want?”

Bryson was trying to shield the conversation away from divorce at least for now. He had a business to start and projects needing his attention and he needed his wife to be at his side. But what would their future hold? He waited patiently for Brie to answer him, hoping against hope that somehow they could salvage their marriage.