Her husband's friend: part 9

[CougarGirl]

Pam was lying on their bed – the marital bed – propped up on the pillows.


Mike, her husband, was lying between her thighs, eating her out. Very nicely, as always. His thick lips working her labia, his tongue probing her vagina, and his stubble scratching her thighs.


All very satisfactory. And no more than she had expected. He had just come back from a week long business trip and he was horny as hell – as she was. And, as usual on these occasions, he liked to savour their first coupling – to make it last as long as he could. Pam would have been happy – even happier perhaps – with a quick shag that showed his urgency. But she appreciated his consideration for her. What woman wouldn't.


'I need to tell you something,' she began.


Mike's did not break his stride.


'It's about the guy who picked you up and took you to the airport. Your friend. Jason.'


Mike was in a rhythm now and carried on, showing no sign that he was listening to his wife.


'Well, when he had dropped you off, he came back.'

 

[CougarGirl]

Mike did not pause, despite Pam's announcement.



'I wasn't surprised,' she continued. 'I was expecting him.'



Still no reaction from Mike.



'He arrived while you were in the shower. I was naked and grabbed the first thing that came to hand – one of your dirty shirts – so I was at least decent enough to open the door. I offered him a coffee and we stood in the kitchen, listening to the sound of the shower above. He just sipped his coffee, didn't say a word, but his eyes were stripping me. Then he just moved in and began stroking my tits, through the shirt. His hand was moving down my belly when we heard the water stop. He looked at me, grinned and moved back a pace or two.'



Pam stretched to make herself more comfortable.



'So it was no surprise when he came back. I was still in your shirt. I opened the door and he just walked in. "You and Mike were fucking." It was a statement, not a question. 'In the bedroom?' It was a question this time, so I nodded. "Show me." It seemed an odd request, but I led him upstairs and showed him our room. The bed was in a mess, the sheets were rumpled, and there was a huge stain of your cum. You'll never guess what he did next.' She didn't wait for a reply. 'He bent over and sniffed the stain. Really loudly like he was inhaling your scent.'



Pam began idly playing with her tits as she remembered the scene.



'He asked me if it had been good and I said yes, it had. He asked me if it was always good and I said yes, it was. He asked me if you were big and I said yes, you were. That was when he unzipped his pants and pushed them down. He was still soft, but his dick was hanging between his thighs. Oh my God, Mike, he was hung like a horse.'



Finally, Mike paused and raised his head.



'Hung like a horse, you say.' He seemed lost in thought for a while before he spoke again. 'Bigger than me then. You're saying he was bigger than me.'

 

[CougarGirl]

'Sure, much bigger.' She went on this a break. 'He looked at me and said "We'll fuck here." He meant where we had fucked, Mike, before you left. He didn't ask, and he wasn't ordering me. He was just saying. And, this is the strange thing, I went along with it. I took off her shirt and climbed onto the bed. He'd stripped off. God, he was so hairy. You know how hairy men turn me on. His chest and belly were just a mass of black hair. Guys like that are so virile. I wanted to run my fingers through the tangles, but he didn't give me a chance. He just pushed my legs wide and climbed between them. He was hard by now – I was actually frightened to see how big he was. I could take the width, but I didn't know if I could take the length.'



'He didn't rush in, not right away, just knelt there, his dick swaying, let me see what he had got. Giving me a chance to compare it with what you're packing. He didn't say anything, but I knew that was what he was doing. And he was looking at my thighs too. Your cum had been draining out of me, and had dried on my thighs. It seemed like he made me wait for hours, but it couldn't have been more than a minute. He started off gently, but I was so wet already that he had no trouble spreading my pussy open. I was bracing myself, but he eased himself in slowly until his balls were banging against my thighs.'



'Damn.' Mike's voice seemed to come from a long way away. 'God damn.'



'I'd never felt so full before, not with anyone, ever. He held me like that for a while and then withdrew until only his hammer head was in my cunt. And then he thrust in. Top gear, full power, maximum thrust to all engines. We collided and the force pushed me up the bed so fast that I had to up my hands to save myself from hitting the wall.'



'I screamed in pain. He had crashed into my cervix, that's how long he was. That's never happened before, never. But it was exciting as well as painful. Does that make sense. "Again," I told him, "again, again." But he kept himself in control. Pausing between each thrust, withdrawing slowly, making me wait before hitting on my again, and again and again. Each power thrust pushed me further across the bed so that we were lying sideways now.'



Mike was pushing into her now.



'I had started cumming after that first hard thrust. Now, you know you have to work hard to get me to cum for you, but this was different. I didn't need to try to get off, I needed to hold back to make it last as long as possible. It was building, not just in my vag like it had before you left for your flight. But in my whole body.'

 

[CougarGirl]

'He was controlling me. Taking his time. Letting me build slowly, slowly, knowing it would make my orgasm more intense. Understanding what he was doing and why, understanding that he wasn't just a selfish buck out for a quickie – that was another massive turn on for me, almost as powerful as his body hair and his size.'



Mike didn't seem to be listening to what she was saying, to what she was trying to tell him. He was pounding her fast, like he usually did. No finesse, just raw power.



'My vag was sodden, my flesh was tingling, all my muscles were tense. I was moaning softly and he began talking to me. He told me that he had smelt you on your shirt and, when he got closer, he could smell my sweat. He wanted to smell my crotch to know your real smell. He was tempted to do it front of you, but he knew that would create a scene and you wouldn't leave and he wouldn't be able to come back to fuck me. But he needed to smell your scent, which is why he wanted me to show him where we had fucked. He wished you were with us, watching so you could see now a real man fucked a woman. He would have made you hold his balls, to feel how a real man came, to feel his power.'



Pam's voice was low, almost as if she were drifting asleep as she remembered what he had said to her.



Mike grunted a few times.



'He told me you were always bragging at work. Telling everyone how often he fucked you. Hinting at how big he was. Repeating things you had done together. Saying the things I had said to you when you were inside me. I know some of that is true, because he repeated some of the things I said. Mike,' he paused briefly when she spoke his name, 'I can't believe you did that. Revealing such intimate things. I don't mind you bragging about what a great fuck you are or how big you are. But things I did, even what I said. No, Mike, that was a betrayal.'



Mike's thrusts rose to a crescendo, until he came. 'YEAH, YEAH, YEAH,' he screamed, as he slumped onto her and rolled off.

 

[CougarGirl]

'My whole body was trembling. Jason was tense too. I could feel it whenever he touched him, running my fingers through that lush body hair. And I could feel his cock throbbing in my pussy. He was ready to blow. I told him to let himself go, but he shook his head. "I can hold out as long as you need. Take your time." I could have faked it - you probably haven't noticed - but he would have noticed. And I would have known, known what I had missed. So I just smiled and lay back as his dick worked its magic.'

'Slow thrusts. Long thrusts. Long slow thrusts. Powerful thrusts. Thrusts that lifted me off the bed and then lowered me slowly down.'

'My body was shaking now, like I was having some kind of seizure.'

'Jason was breathing harder too. I could hear his gasps to suck in air- my eyes were closed now - head back -mouth open. A long law growl coming right from the centre of my chest. Getting louder. Words too, but I daren't repeat what they were. Dirty words. Disgusting. Ones I don't usually allow myself to think. Filthy. I had no control. Not over my body, nor over what i was screaming. I was incoherent. My jerks were almost tossing him off me.'

'Eventually, the shaking stopped. I opened my eyes, but my vision was blurred. My hands were still clenched on the sheets and I was lying in a damp pool of my own cum. Jason was still inside me, deep, still hard. I could barely speak. Only a few incoherent words. "Relax," he told me, "enjoy the after glow." I nodded and just lay back, looking at his body, his chest hair was now drenched in sweat and he knelt there just smiling down at me.'

'Finally I told him I wanted him to cum. He closed his eyes and began thrusting, getting faster until he scream as he pumped inside me. I felt the jet of hot cum - five, six, seven, eight, nine, and ten - before he stopped and collapsed on top of me.'

Mike looked up at his wife. 'No condom then.' She shook her head.

Pam rolled onto her side, her fingers idly stroking her clit.

'How do you feel knowing you friend did that to me?'

 

[CougarGirl]

Mike did not respond. Just had a dreamy look as he listened to his wife.

'Every time you meet him, you'll know what he did to me, and how he made me feel. And he'll know that you and he'll be laughing at you. Because afterwards - after that first time - I lay with my head on his chest and I talked about us - you and me - and how I had thought you were a good lover until I met him. It was only then I realised that you aren't that good. You're energetic, I'll give you that, but not very effective. You just pump me and I had to get myself off as best I can, and then pretend that you did a really good job. I'm surprised you didn't notice what I was doing. I should have told you, but I know how important your ego is to you.'

Still Mike said nothing.

'Did you notice just then - I said the first time. Yes, there were other times. Not that day, he had to get to work. But he came back every day while you were away. You'll never guess what he suggested. He said he'd fuck me in front of him. So you could see how a real man fucks, maybe pick up a few tips. Would you like that? You could wank off if you wanted. While you were watching and maybe come inside me later, when he had finished. I'd be well-lubed up and satisfied and you could pretend you had done that.'

'OH, I've just had a thought. Do you think he's told your friends at work what I said, about you not being adequate, not much of a man where it matters, in bed, in my cunt? That will be so difficult not knowing what your friends know, even if they don't know anything. Watching all the time for any sign of what they are saying behind your back, laughing at you when they alone.'

'We fucked on these sheets today. Look,' she shifted to one side, 'there's the stain. Why don't you smell it, like he smelt you that first time?'

 

[CougarGirl]

Mike rose and pulled his wife down the bed, climbed on top of her, his hands pressing her shoulders, his weight forcing her to lie still.

'Does that make you feel better? More like a man?' She was laughing in his face. 'Jason didn't need to force me. Real men don't need to do that - they know that a woman is willing to surrender herself to him for the pleasure he will give her.'

'Bitch,' Mike spat the word, his spittle spraying her face. 'Tormenting, fucking, BITCH. What did I ever do to you to deserve this?'

'What did you do? I'll tell you. You didn't satisfy me, that's what. I thought I was marrying a man, a real man. That was my mistake, I was too innocent to realise what I was missing. Most women are like that. That's why I have been so lucky to meet Jason.'

'Don't kid yourself, he'll shag anything in a skirt. Any woman who is taken in by a big dick who is willing to open her legs for him. He didn't chose you because you were special. You were just available. He's probably shagging some other woman right now.'

'Maybe he is, Mike. I'd be surprised after the state he was in when he left - his balls were totally drained - he couldn't manage a drop of cum by the end.'

'You deserve, you, you ...' Mike was spluttering, unable to express how he was feeling.

'Go on, what do I deserve? A good hard fucking? Is that it? That's your usual answer, isn't it. Fuck her hard and that'll show her. Well I know what it will show me. It will show me how much better Jason is that you. It will show me how inadequate you are. So come on. Bring it on. Give it to me.'

But Mike did not bring it on. Nor did he give it to her. He just rolled off, his soft dick flopping against his balls.

Pam picked it up between her thumb and finger, then let it fall.

Then she laughed.

 

[CougarGirl]

Mike climbed off the bed and stood staring down at Pam. His attempt to be menacing dissolved when he say the look of contempt on her face.



'Look at you've done to me. What have I done to deserve this?'



'I haven't done anything to you, Mike. You've done it to yourself.'



'How, just tell me, how did I do this to myself,' he demanded, obviously angry.



'Because you didn't realise you were inadequate. I'm to blame for not telling you, I suppose. But you should have realised for yourself. Any man – real man – one who cares about his woman – should have noticed what was happening.'



Mike was silent for a long time.



'You know what, Pam. I don't know what is going on in your head, but I think that is where it is all happening, not in your bed, or even in your cunt, just up here,' he tapped his head with a finger. 'Jason didn't come here after dropping me at the airport. He had to get back to work. He couldn't spend all the time with you, because he'd have been in trouble. This is all just some sick fantasy that you have made up for your own satisfaction and at my expense.'



'No, Mike, the only fantasy is yours – your attempt to justify the image you have created for yourself as the virile lover. Jason knew he should be at work, so he rang in to say his car had broken down. The other times, he came after work. And, if you don't believe me, look at this.'



Pam leaned over and took her cell phone off the bedside table, keyed in a few commands, and handed the phone to Mike.

 

[CougarGirl]

Mike stared at the screen at Jason, naked, grinning while Pam was stroking his hairy chest and nibbling at his nipples. His cock was swinging in the bottom of the shot.



'Hi, mate,' Jason smirked. 'If you're watching, you'll already know what Pam and I have been doing while you were away.' He closed his eyes briefly as Pam dug her teeth into his nipple.



'I took a sickie today so I could pay a visit before your return. But I left my traces. Did you smell me on your sheet and in your bed? Pam told me she wasn't going to change them. Did you smell me on her flesh? She told me she wasn't going to shower. And I'm sure you've tasted me on her cunt. She's told me you like to eat her out, so you've been sucking in my spunk. I gave her a full load, so there's be plenty left when you got home.'



Pam's fingers were working their way down his belly now. Jason's eyes followed.



'Sorry I'm not at my best right now, but your lady is demanding, very demanding. I guess she needs to catch up on what you haven't been able to deliver. OOOOHHH.' Pam was biting his foreskin.



Mike was shaking as he watched his wife sucking hard, until Jason was stiff enough to take him into her mouth and, as he pushed, down her throat. Pam was watching Mike, entranced at his reaction.



'Is this the first time you've seen her with an-an-other m-m-ma-nnn? Jason moaned.

 

[CougarGirl]

Jason shuddered as his hips thrust up and he pushed harder against Pam's face. His body relaxed but Pam still held his dick down her throat.



'Damn,' Jason was muttering to himself, almost as if he had forgotten he was being filmed. 'Damn. I thought I had nothing left.'



At that moment, Pam pulled back to show the creamy white cum in her mouth and dribbling down her chin, the land on her tits.



There were tears in her husband's eyes as he watched her massage her breasts as she spread Jason's cum around.



'How did that make you feel?'



As first, Mike thought she was talking to Jason, but she had put her phone aside and was talking to him. Not knowing what to say, he said nothing.



'Look as yourself.' Mike followed her eyes down to his crotch and the rigid cock that was throbbing there. His wife took it between her fingers and scratched along its length, pinching the cock lips and wiping away the precum that was seeping out.



'You want to fuck me, don't you. You want to show me that you are a real man. A man like Jason. You want to make me scream in pleasure. You want my body to shake as I cum and tell you how wonderful you are. And then you want me to lick your dick clean and tell you it's the biggest I've ever seen, the best I've ever had.'



She released his dick and stepped back.



'Well, that is not going to happen. That was just me boosting your ego. Telling you what you wanted to hear.'



She looked at him with something close to contempt.



'You can fuck me if you like. You are my husband after all. But you'll just have to accept that you are not the biggest or the best. I thought you were good, not as good as you believed you were, but now I know you are barely adequate. Every moment you are performing, I will be comparing you with Jason. And when you're done, I will text him to tell him how much better it would have been with him and how desperate I am for him.'



Mike glared at her and pushed her back towards the bed, where she fell, legs wide, looking up at him, challenging him, laughing at him.

 

[CougarGirl]

'I don't believe you. OK, I believe you throated Jason on that clip, but not all that stuff about me. You told me I was the best, remember, the biggest, strongest, most virile guy you had ever had in your entire life.'

'I did and it was true, until I met Jason.'

'I saw you cum when we fucked, I heard you scream, I felt your pussy throbbing. A woman can't fake all that.'

'The fuck you know. Women fake that and a lot more besides. I began cumming the moment Jason forced my pussy open. And when I finally came that first time, I actually passed out.'

Mike's hands were at her throat now, but Pam made no attempt to stop him.

'Does throttling me make you feel more like a man, does it make you more virile? Is that what you think? Jason didn't need to do this to me. He has what he needs between his thighs. And I knew he'd be like that as soon as I laid eyes on him that first time.'

Mike pulled his hands away and slapped his wife. Twice - forehand and backhand - hard - so hard she had tears in her eyes.

'Does that make you feel more powerful, hitting a woman?'

Mike was breathing hard.

'Think about how you'll feel when you meet him at work tomorrow. You've seen what he's got between his legs. You know how he made me feel. Will you be able to brag to everyone about what a great fuck you are and how you make me scream and beg you not to stop? He'll know it's a lie and you'll be afraid that he'll tell everyone else. Maybe he is telling people already, right now.'

Mike was glaring at her, his fists clenched.

'You want to hit me again, don't you. Why not? Go ahead if you want to, if it makes you feel better. But it won't change anything. It's not knowing that will be the worst for you. You'll doubt everyone you talk to. And it won't just be at work. You'll wonder if I've told my friends. If they've seen the video. How many people will they have told? For all you know, everyone you meet will know you are a fraud.'

 

[CougarGirl]

Mike tossed and turned next to his wife, who was snoring softly. Their bedroom reeked of sex - his, hers, Jason's. The sheet was covered in dried stains, more so on his side than hers, like she had deliberately arranged for cum and cunt juices to be deposited where he slept. At last, he could take it no longer. He reached out to switch on the light and, as his wife stirred, he shook her fully awake.

'What the fuck are you playing at?' she cursed.

'I need to know, I need to know,' was all he could say.

'Know what? Why your dick is smaller than Jason's. Why he fucks so much better than you do? Learn to live with being smaller than him and less virile than him and a poorer lover than him.'

They both stared at Mike's cock as she spoke, watching it stiffen. Again.

'I need to know if what you said was true. That he would tell everyone at work. That you would tell our friends and neighbours.'

'How do I know who he's told and is going to tell? Why don't you ask him? You've got his number. Give him a ring, why don't you.'

'How could I do that. You ask him for me, you must owe me that at least.'

'I don't owe you anything. What would I owe you anything for?'

'OK, then, tell me who you've told. Please,' he added.

'No, Mike, I am not going to tell you. I'm going to let you find out and, until you do, let you worry about it.'

'But why? Why are you treating me like this?'

'As punishment for letting me believe you were better than you are.'