EroticReverie

*commissioned*

I surprise myself with how easily I lie to my husband about what I did today. How I can look him in the eyes after having my college ex and his friend fuck me just like they would do in college. How I can look him in the eyes knowing there might be some of Benjamins cum on our bed.

He let's me know guys from work invited him over for poker. I clearly don't put up a fight or say no, not that I would have regardless, but I have plans. Plans to further ruin our marriage.

He leave's around 7. I text Ben.

"Calvin is going to be out late, going to play poker with guys from work. He just left."

"Should I come over there then?" he types.

"No. I will come to you."

"And I'll cum IN you." he types. I roll my eyes and let out a laugh.

"Yes. That's the plan." I type.

"Get your fine ass over here. I'm sending you the address now. Wear lace."

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I shower quickly, keeping my hair dry. I go to my drawers and take out the best lace I have.

I wear a full black one piece, lace body suit, no sleeves, just tiny little straps, and lace that covers my chest, all the way down to my toes. I bit my lip checking myself out.  I put on a short leather jacket over it, that barely covers my ass.

I think about how I will I die if pulled over in this get up.

I bring a pair of jeans and a long sleeved shirt, with a regular bra and panties to change into before coming home, incase Calvin is home early, before I am for some reason. I shake my head at how terrible I am, but giggle in excitement when my phone pings.

"Hurry, my dick is so fucking hard baby" he types.

"Leaving now." I type back.

"What are you wearing?" he replies.

"You'll see" I reply and stuff my clothes into a small travel bag and slip on a pair of black ballet flats, and suddenly wish I had sexier shoes, and didn't choose function over fashion when it came to my feet.

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I'm at his house 20 minutes later, cursing as I look at the outside, and I realize when we had drinks to "catch up" that we didn't catch up, at all, and I had no idea what he did for work. But he obviously had a good job, because his house was immaculate, and huge. It was no mansion, but it was a two level house, and was almost the size of two of mine, pristine manicured lawn, and a fucking roundabout in front of the house. Rose bushes, hedges, the whole nine yards.

I walked up the front steps , and before I got to the top someone came around from the side of the house and called my name.

I jumped and screamed almost falling on the stairs.

It was Ben.

He laughs slightly and walks around the small cobble stone path to me, as I walk back down the steps.

As he get's closer he smiles looking down at my legs, covered in lace.

"Fuck christ Layna" he groans, throwing the glass in his hand with some brown liquor in it, to the side, into a bush. His picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder and I gasp at how swiftly he does it.

"Ben!" I laugh.

His one arm holds me up, the other is going up my thigh and to my ass as he climbs the steps.

I suck in a breath as his hand explores between my legs.

"Not crotchless....." he says. I can hear the smirk in his voice. "But we can fix that"

He opens the door and shuts it.

"Why were you out back?" I ask

"Finn's here." he says  

"O-oh" I say as I giggle and he climbs the steps, still with my slung over his shoulder.

"but with you in this little fucking number....i'm going to need you to myself first" he says and slaps my ass. I giggle and he takes me into a large bedroom, with a womans clothes strewn all over a lounge chair to the side of the room. I feel a pang of jealousy for some reason, even though I shouldnt.

Benjamin sets me down, grabs a remote, clicks on some music, and he brushes the clothes from the lounge chair to the floor and sits down.

"Fucking come here." he groans.

I smirk and untie the belt around my coat slowly.

"Don't tease me. I'm fucking hard, and I know your wet....get over here." he says and starts to unbuckle his pants.

I giggle and untie my jacket and then unbutton in, watching him take his cock out then push his pants the rest of the way down with his briefs.

"GET...THE..FUCK...OVER HERE" he growls when I drop my jacket to the floor and he sees my body covered in lace.

I slip off my flats, because nothing is sexy about my boring shoes.

"Leave them on" he groans.

"What?" I laugh slightly.

"Leave those on" he groans stroking his cock.

"Why, they're ugly" I say toeing them on the floor.

"Well, I love your ugly fucking shoes...put them back on" he growls impatiently.

I laugh and slip them back on.

He grins. "Have to keep at least part of you innocent" he winks and then pulls me onto his lap.

I giggle and straddle him and Finn walks into the room and I look over my shoulder.

"hi" I say with a little grin and Ben groans.

"I need a few minutes with her first" Ben says , his hands slipping up and down, all over my body, his fingers grazing the lace.

Finn laughs. "Understood." and turns and leaves the room.

"Fuck Layna" he groans as I roll my hips, my lace covered pussy grinding his cock. He reaches down, and I as I knew he would, grabs the fabric and rips it between my legs.

"Fuck Ben" I gasp watching him rip it open, and his hand take his cock immediately after and push it against my pussy, pulling me down onto it. I sink down and gasp.

"oh my god" I moan and he groans lifting me and lowering me, his hands guiding me as I ride him slowly.

"Fuck!" he yells , his voice loud and startling me.

"what?!" I stop.

He groans. "You just feel so fucking good" he groans and leans forward and bites my nipple through the lace as I ride him slowly. I moan as he continues to bite at my nipples his hands slipping all over my back, along my sides, waist , hips and ass, over my thighs, along the sides of them. I moan as his hands roam, I bite my lip when they stop and squeeze certain parts of my body.

"your pussy was made for me baby" he groans. "theres no fucking doubt in my mind...i was meant to fuck you for the rest of my life Layna" he says and bites hard on my nipple. I suck air through my teeth start to ride him faster.

"Pussy is so fucking good" he groans and bites my shoulder, then my collar bone, then my neck and my jaw, and then takes my mouth. I pant into his mouth as he holds my face, I hold my hands on his fore arms as our tongue push greedily against one anothers and I whimper.

"I missed your dick inside me so bad Benjamin" I whisper against his lips.

He groans. "I know baby...cause my dick owns this pussy...always has" he says and I nod and kiss him hard and he thrusts up wards and then leans back in the lounge chair and I lean forward, riding him fast, panting, my lace covered tits brushing against his chest.

"it's yours" I whisper. Just like I would always tell him back in college, the ways he used me and made me cum  , made me crazy for him.

He grins up at me and chuckles slightly.

"What?" I scrunch my nose slightly but keep riding.

"I can't believe you're fucking married" he shakes his head.  

"Shut up" I say and grab the back of the lounge chair and ride him harder, his hands on my waist, slipping to my ass.

"Fucking Layna Hughes , in her married pussy" he grins.

I moan and keep going. "Shut up Ben" I pant.

"Everyone always thought you were so innocent...so fucking shy...they still do....but they dont know you like I do Layna....do they? They dont know how you like to get fucked like a dirty girl do they?" He taunts and I moan.

"Poor Calvin...he has no idea how to properly fuck his own wife..." Ben says.

"Shut up Ben" I pant again.

"That's why his wife hopped on my dick the second we were alone...fucking little slut" he says and slaps my ass.

"Ben" I cry out and he groans and grabs my hips and thrusts upwards. I scream out and cry out his name again, over and over as he fucks me.

"Who's a dirty girl Layna?" he groans.

"I am" I cry out as he pulls me to him against his chest, wraps his arms tight , holding me and thrusts into me. I gasp and pant , my arms pinned to my sides.

"What are you Layna?" he growls.

"A dirty girl" I whine.

"Louder" he groans

"I'm a dirty girl!" I yell and he groans and picks me up , carrying me to his bed and sets me down, his dick sliding from my pussy.

"turn around and grab the bed post" he demands and I do.

"and hold the fuck on" he says grabbing my hips and I grip it with both hands.

I yelp when his first thrust pushes me forward and my shoulder catches on the bed post. I slide my one hand up , grabbing a little higher, my shoulder hitting the bed post with each thrust.

I wince as his dick drives harder into me.

Benjamin smacks my ass, and does so again, and again, as I yelp while being fucked against the bedpost, my shoulder jamming into it over and over. I scream out and I feel him rip the back of my body stocking open further, exposing my ass, and slaps it again, then grabs my waist and fucks me a little slower, not as hard. 

He's groaning as I whimper and my body trembles. He starts to pick up his pace again, going harder, but not as hard as before and I gasp. I pull myself up on the bedposts, so my shoulder is no longer against it, both of my hands up high as he holds my waist and continues to fuck me. 

I whimper as my legs shake and I know I'm going to cum, so does Ben as he keeps giving me the perfectly timed thrusts, his speed staying constant, keeping me on the edge. 

"Cum Layna" he groans. 

Seconds later I'm gasping as my cunt squeezes around my exes cock and tremble, and feel myself squirt on his cock. I can barely hold myself up as he keeps going, and going, fucking me, and when I lose my strength he bends me over the bed and lets me clutch his covers as he keeps going, drilling me, making me cum a second time. I scream and dig my nails into the blankets, squeezing as he holds me down and keeps fucking me. 

"Ben"I pant his name, wincing, unable to take anymore, needing a second, my body on overload, I can barely speak as my whole body shakes, cumming again on his dick. 

"Fuuuuuck" he groans and his hands are on my arms, holding them down as he continues to rail me from behind.

His hips thrust deep, and hard now, and he groans loudly, cumming inside of me, as I lay there, my body exhausted from the multiple orgasms, and my pussy still clenching his cock as my pussy milks his cum into me. 

"fuck Layna" he groans and thrusts again,spilling the rest of his load into me. I moan as he slides out of me, and when his body is no longer pinning me to the side of the bed , and his hands come off my arms, my body slinks off the side of the bed and i collapse to the floor on my side panting. 

He lets out a chuckle as I sit on the floor, my hands holding me up as I rest on my hip. He bends over, grabs me by me under my arms and helps me back up in my post orgasm daze. He sits me on the bed , letting me fall to my back and he grins. 

"Don't tell me youre spent already" Ben smiles and sits down beside me , his hands grazing my stomach. 

I shake my head slightly. "I just...I just need a second....that was.......I havent had multiple orgasms in years." I say. 

He grins. "Since when?"

I look to him. "Since you." I say his hand rests heavier on my skin as he slips his hand over my stomach. 

"Mmmm" he groans and leans down, he takes the top of my body stocking stretching it down, leaving the thin straps on my shoulders. I bite my lip watching him rest the fabric under my tits, exposing my breasts. He kisses one, then the other and then sucks and licks them gently. I purr and close my eyes and feel his hand still graze over the lace on my stomach as he sucks my nipple, kissing my skin over to the other, taking turns on them. Flicking them with his tongue. 

"I need a drink, do you want anything?" he says lifting his mouth. 

I cock my eyebrow at the sudden stop of his mouth.

"Sure" I say and we sit up , he grabs a pair of boxers throwing them on and we go downstairs. Finn look up at us from the couch in the living room, sitting watching tv. 

He cocks an eyebrow at my ripped body stocking and my tits hanging out of it.

"Have fun?" he smirks. 

I smile and nod as Ben wraps his arm around my waist and guides me into the kitchen. 

Finn follows.