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A short story by Skybo Vromaghaven, ©2005, all rights
reserved. This is a work of fiction and all characters
herein are totally fictional. Any resemblance to
persons living or dead is purely coincidental. The
material herein is adult in nature and contains
profanity and sexual acts; persons offended by such
should not read further.
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Private Dick Catches Cheating Wife
by Skybo Vromaghaven (skybov@hotmail.com)
***
Husband suspects trophy wife of cheating; hires private
dick who also slips it to wife. (MMF, dom, intr,
blkmail)
***
She stood at the door, wearing a red silk robe,
slippers, and nothing else. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and
a fabulous figure. She was a trophy wife for a rich
businessman. Her lover had just left. A wet gob of cum
slid down the inside of her thigh beneath her robe as
she stood in the doorway watching his car drive away.
Across the street, a man got out of the blue van which
was parked there. Unusual for a black man to be in this
neighborhood, some tradesman she supposed, ready to ask
directions.
"Mrs. Cindy Johnson?" he asked.
"Yes, can I help you," she replied.
"I’m Lamar Hodges, with Professional Security
Investigations, and I have something to show you. May I
come in?"
"You need to come back when my husband is here," she
replied.
He looked at her for a moment, then took a photo out of
the briefcase he was holding. He handed her the photo
which she almost dropped when she realized that it was
a very intimate photo of her and her lover, a photo
which had to have been taken in the last hour.
"How did you get this?" she asked.
"May I come in?"
She stepped aside, and he entered through the wide
double doors. He looked around at the expensive
furnishings, the lush carpet and fine furniture, and
said "You are going to miss this."
"What do you mean?"
"Your husband suspects you of cheating on him, with
your tennis instructor. Now you and I both know it was
not the tennis instructor who just left. You have spent
the last hour fucking and sucking with that TV
preacher—isn’t that right?"
She sat down hard on the sofa and stared at the photo,
which showed a naked couple in a 69 position. The only
place it could have been taken was from directly above
her wide king size bed. While parts of their faces were
hidden because of what they were doing, they were
easily recognizable as her and Brother Billy.
"Why are you showing this to me? What do you want from
me?" she asked, breathing rapidly, almost in shock.
"Your husband paid $2,500 for me to get the goods on
your cheating and helped me set up the camera. You like
that picture? I’ve got over an hour of action tape with
audio, that’s just one frame. You stand to get kicked
out on your ass with nothing—I’ve seen your pre-nup.
The scandal would ruin Brother Billy’s lucrative TV
ministry. I think "unnatural acts" is what he calls
what you two were obviously enjoying doing with each
other, along with a lot of old fashioned fucking. I
think you and the Reverend Billy can do better than the
$2,500, a lot better." Saying that, he sat down beside
her on the sofa and put his hand over on her thigh.
"Can we do business, or not?"
She gasped a couple of times, wanting to move his hand
and not daring to, and stared at the picture again.
Then she looked up at him and said "This will ruin me".
"Cash" he said, "I need cash, and it is going to take a
lot."
"I’ve only got a couple of hundred here," she said.
"Give it to me, but that won’t even get started. I am
thinking about $2,500 a week. Cash. Brother Billy can
easily rake that much out of the till without anyone
noticing. Give me any shit or cause any problems, and
it goes up—understand? I will be back here Thursday
morning to pick up my money. Don’t get desperate and
don’t try anything cute—copies of pictures and the tape
will be well hidden, and will come out if anything
happens to me."
She collapsed back against the back of the sofa, seeing
her life about to be in ruins and no way out.
"One other thing" he said. "Billy can come up with the
money easy, you don’t get off free. You have to do your
part too." She looked at him blankly, and as he began
to massage her thigh, understanding dawned. Her eyes
went wide, "You can’t mean..."
"Get on your knees. We know you are a cheating slut,
you have proven that. You are going to get a chance to
do it with a real man instead of that wimpy Brother
Billy."
"No, I can’t," she whimpered, but she got down on her
knees in front of him.
He scooted forward to the edge of the couch and said,
"Take it out, and suck it, slut!"
She reached up and unzipped his trousers, and reached
inside to take out his dick. She gasped when she felt
it, she couldn’t reach around it and it wasn’t even
hard yet. "No, no," she said, "I can’t do it."
"Get to it, bitch. You know you are going to and I know
you are going to, so don’t play any fucking games."
She loosened his belt, and as he raised his butt off
the sofa, slipped down his trousers and shorts. She
stared for a minute at the radiator hose growing in
size in her hands, then bent forward and took the head
in her mouth. She started sucking on it, slowly at
first, then began to work her lips and tongue on it as
she pumped on the shaft with her hands. It took both
hands to reach around it—it was far and away the
biggest dick she had ever seen. As she sucked, it
continued to grow until it reached its full length,
dark black with bulging veins and a lighter colored
head.
Once it was fully erect, he stood up and kicked his
trousers off. He lifted her to her feet and removed her
robe. She had a fantastic body like you’d expect from a
trophy wife—big tits, small waist, and a lovely ass. He
looked at her for a few seconds, gazing from the
trimmed blonde pubes to her luscious tits, and back
again. He reached out his hand and took her white
breast in it, and began to work her nipple.
The contrast between his dark skin and her white breast
was very erotic. He worked both breasts for a while
before the nipples began to respond to his touches. She
was starting to breathe hard, and both nipples were
erect. She looked at him, then reached down and started
stroking his dick with her hand.
"Don’t you think you need to take off your shirt and
shoes," she said.
He kicked off the shoes as she unbuttoned his shirt,
then he shrugged out of it. He picked her up and
carried her into the bedroom. The bed was still rumpled
from what she and Billy had been doing, and there was a
wet spot about the size of a quarter on the sheets. He
laughed, and said "Old Billy cums like a mouse."
He lay her on the bed and began kissing and fondling
her breasts and running his fingers over her cunt that
was still wet from her earlier fucking with Billy and
getting wetter fast. She was breathing harder and
harder now, starting to pant and work her ass around.
She was wanting his fingers inside.
He got on his knees beside her face and let her suck
his dick some more while he had one hand pulling on a
nipple and one hand buried in the blonde fur between
her legs. She was sucking now for all she was worth,
pumping his dick with one hand and hanging on to his
ass with the other. She started cumming, her legs
kicking at first, then out stiff and straight as she
arched her back into his strong hand.
When she relaxed, he moved around between her knees and
got up over her. His huge dick was just rubbing her
pussy lips, spreading their pinkness. He worked it up
and down her slit, as her juices flowed and coated it
well. Slowly he put the head in, and began to make
short strokes, taking it out at times and rubbing it on
her throbbing clit.
She started crying out for him to put it in. "I want
it, I want it all," she said.
"What do you want, tell me what you want," he said.
"I want your big black dick, I want it all the way in
me," she said.
"What about your husband, what about Brother Billy," he
said.
She was getting more and more worked up from his
teasing her pussy and clit. Her ass was bouncing off
the bed trying to impale herself on him. "Fuck them, I
want you and your dick, and I want it now," she said.
With that, he thrust powerfully forward into her. Her
legs were high over his shoulders as he pistoned his
huge dick in and out of her. She started screaming in
passion. "Oh God, it’s never been like this, oh God, oh
God." Then she settled down to moaning "unhhh, unhhh,
unhhh," each time pushed it to her depths. After a few
minutes she started cumming again. She wrapped her legs
tightly around him to draw him even deeper. He let her
finish the orgasm, then slipped his wet dick out with a
slurp. She was limp as a dishrag.
He rolled her over onto her face, lifted her, and
slipped two pillows beneath her pussy, lifting her ass
and opening her pink rosebud to him. On his knees
between her legs, he began to push his rock hard dick
into her asshole. "Stop" she said, "I don’t do that".
"You do now" was all he said, as he slid the head into
her opening. It was tight, so he pulled his dick out,
and slid it back into her pussy from the rear. He
repeated this a few times, then her ass was lubricated
enough for him to slide inside.
She cried out in pain as he took her, but she submitted
to his will. Her lilly white ass was tight, as tight
around his dick as his own stretched skin. He was
holding her hips, pulling her into him as he pushed
forward into her. He started long slow strokes, then
got faster and faster. He stopped before he came,
saying "You need this load in that white pussy, and
that is where it is going".
He rolled her back over with her ass on the pillows
this time, then mounted her again. Deeper and deeper
went his strokes as his rhythm grew faster and faster
until finally, gasping, he drove a full load deep
within her. She came again as she felt the hot cum
filling her womb.
He got off her, and moved around so that his now
wilting dick was by her face. "Clean it" he said. She
started licking the cum off his dick: the cum, her
wetness, and a trace of shit from her own ass. Even
soft she couldn’t get it all in her mouth, so she
worked up one side and down the other.
She licked his balls clean where the cum and her juices
had run down on them, then she lay back, exhausted. She
figured she had him now, hooked on her body and her
sex. Once she had a man in bed she had him. She was
wrong. He got up, went in the other room and got his
clothes, and dressed. He walked back into the bedroom.
"You know, you tell your husband when to jump, and he
jumps. You tell Billy when to shit and he shits. That
don’t work for me. I tell you what to do, and you do
it. You understand! You stay here, you get the money,
you give it to me. I don’t care if you fuck them except
right before I come, but remember your ass is mine—you
don’t let nobody else fuck that ass, you hear me."
She nodded. He said, "You hear me? Answer when I talk
to you, bitch."
"I hear you, nobody else fucks my ass, just you."
"Don’t take a bath after I leave; I want your husband
eating my come when he thinks he’s eating you. I’ll be
here Thursday before Billy comes over, he can eat some
of my cum too. That’s fine, them eating my cum while I
take their money—and me enjoying that fine ass of yours
anytime I want it. You mine now, I own you."
She whimpered, but nodded. She lay back on the damp
silk pillows, her blonde hair matted to her head.
"When I come back on Thursday, have my money ready.
Don’t fuck nobody before I come, I may want to eat some
of that pussy, and I don’t eat seconds. By the way, I
know we got some good photos from this session—I’ll
bring them for you to look at. I may bring a couple of
friends for you to take care of too."
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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