"If you had to choose, right now, for me to fuck you or your husband to fuck you, who would you choose?"
Leo's voice was soft, coaxing, as if saying they all knew the answer but he wanted to hear her say it. Heavy guilt swept over Meg... not enough to kill her arousal, not with Leo's cock rubbingagainst her sensitive folds with the erotic promise of pleasure if she was a good girl who told the truth, but she still felt it. Guilt and a bit of shame.
"Who would you choose, beautiful? Whose cock do you want?"
The cock in question pressed in slightly, stretching just the very entrance to her body, making her pussy ache with the need to feel more of it, to be filled with its entire length. Her inner muscles fluttered and she turned her head away from Russ, not wanting to see her husband's face when she inevitably answered.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Who'scock do you want, sweetheart?" Leo asked again.
"Yours," she whispered.
Her reward was a slight press inward, the head of his cock pushing into her body, and she let out a high whine, trying to back her ass up further on him as her pussy tingled with pleasure and need. The hand caressing her bottom held her in place, keeping his control over how deeply he entered her.
"Louder, Meg, whose cock do you want? Mine or your husbands?"
"Yours!" she shouted, closing her eyes. If he was going to make her say it loudly enough for Russ to hear in order to get his cock, then she was going to only do it once. She didn't want to hurt Russ' feelings, but he was the one who had gotten them into this, who had invited Leo over, into their bed, into her head and her body. If he hadn't wanted her to want Leo's cock, then he shouldn't have done that.
This time, her reward was immediate and she screamed with pleasure as Leo's huge cock slammed into her immediately, splitting her open, and his big hands gripped her hips so he could hold her in place as he started pounding her from behind. She could hear Russ' groan of pleasure at the sight, a low,masculine counterpoint to her higher, feminine scream. They both wanted Leo to fuck her, and she was reassured knowing her husband was still aroused, still enjoying seeing her being fucked by the cock she wanted more than his.
Leo plowed into her, mounting her with hard, firm, long strokes of his cock that had her moaning and writhing, babbling about how good his cock felt inside of her. She turned her head back toward her husband now, and Russ' gaze was riveted on where Leo was kneeling behind her. She was sure Russ could see the glistening length of another man’s cock as it slid out of her body and then plunged back in, over and over again.
"Tell your husband how good my cock feels in your pussy," Leo ordered, reaching up to wind her hair around his fingers, pulling her head up like reins. He continued to fuck her, now using both her hip and her hair to pull her back against his strong thrusts, turning her head toward Russ.
Her husband's hand was moving on his cock with the same relentless rhythm Leo was fucking her with, his blue eyes now coming up to meet hers as he stroked his cock furiously.
"It feels so good," Meg said, her words coming in pants as Leo's hard thrusts made it difficult to talk. "His cock feels so good, Russ."
Russ made a strangled noise, jerking in his seat as he started to cum and Leo chuckled ruthlessly, letting Meg's hair go so her head dropped back down to the mattress. She moaned, watching Russ' cum spurt and then closed her eyes. She couldn't possibly feel bad about having said the truth, not when it obviously turned Russ on so much, right?
There was nothing to feel bad about.
So it was okay to just feel good.
She cried out as her orgasm swelled, curling her toes, each stroke of Leo's cock over her g-spot sending her higher and higher. Pleasure exploded through her, her pussy squeezing andquivering around his cock as it battered her pussy. Her arms gave out and her upper body fell, her breasts mashed against the mattress, body rocking as Leo kept fucking her through her orgasm, making her writhe and scream for him in a way Russ never had.
When her cries dwindled to little whimpers, she opened her eyes to see her husband staring at her again, a weird expression of lust, guilt, shame, resignation, and excitement on his face. Everything they were doing... it was so wrong by society's standards but it was so hot... so good.
And she really loved Leo's cock.
Leo's strokes slowed, allowing her to catch her breath, and his palm drifted over her ass from her hip, his thumb sliding down the center crease to her asshole.
She sucked in a small, shocked breath as he touched her there. His thumb felt so strange rubbing against her little hole, which was far more sensitive than she'd ever realized. No one hadevertouched her there except herself when she wiped, and as his thumb pressed against the tiny rosebud she immediately clenched, her body tensing.
"Is this a sweet little virgin ass?" Leo asked, rubbing her hole again instead of pressing. Like this whole situation it felt wrong but strangely good. Hot. Wicked.
"Yes," she whispered, her heart now pounding. She knew what was coming. What had to be coming. Part of her wanted to rebel but... another part of her screamed "Yes!" in her head.
Although she couldn't see Leo, she could see her husband, and from the way Russ' head lifted, she knew the two men were now looking at each other. The expression on Russ’ face was now a combination of resignation and pure arousal, and she watched as his cock thickened and lengthened in his hand in response to what was happening.
"I'm going to fuck your wife's virgin ass next time I'm over," Leo said, as casually as if he were talking about coming over to have a beer. "You'll have to help her get it ready for me."
Russ nodded, his jaw clenching, looking strained, but his hand was already wrapping around his cock again and Meg closed her eyes. It felt like her heart was in her throat, but her pussy was also throbbing as Leo continued to rub her anus with his thumb, pressing on it again. The pressure was intense and not quite comfortable, but it also turned her on, especially with Leo's declaration ringing in her ears.
She'd never thought of her ass in a sexual way, although she knew some people did it, and she would have never let Russ do it...
But she couldn't imagine saying no to Leo. Couldn't imagine denying him now that she knew what he wanted. And the idea of Leo being the one to take her last virginity, to fuck her where no other man—not even her husband—had put his cock... her pussy gushed at the thought and she knew she was going to cum again.
