A Husband's Wish

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Steve

Instinctively, Steve puts his foot forward, stopping the door from slamming. He pushes it open and steps inside.

"Is that all the thanks I get for bringing back your purse?" He asks,

"Wha...?" Abby looks back at him in surprise.

He moves towards her and she takes a step back.

"Since I have taken the time to come over here, I would have thought you might have offered me a coffee or something." With the word 'something', he finds himself looking down her womanly frame.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

"And tell me why I should?" Abby retorted brazenly despite the knot of something akin to fear that had lodged in her throat. If only he didn't stare at her that way. If only...

"It would be... polite."

"Polite," she repeated after him. "What do you know about polite? After what happened last night I would think that was the furthest thing from your mind."

"It was. But it was also the furthest thing from yours. Where is your loving husband this morning, Abby? Did he even bother to come home?"

"He did. And it's none of your business... Or was he supposed to pay you for services rendered?" Abby couldn't believe how cool and smug this man was when she wanted him to hurt as much as she did right now. She wanted him to feel her pain. She wanted... "Stop looking at me that way, damn you!! Why can't you just go away and leave me in peace!!"

 

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Steve

"Because you don't want me to." He counters as reaches out and pulls her to him. "You want me to look at you." He breathes as he crushes her lips with his own.

As he kisses her, he can feel her struggling in his arms but he is too strong. Only as the struggling slows does he release his liplock. Pulling his head back, he looks down at her as she looks back, her eyes wide.

"No..." She starts to say.

"Yesss." And he kisses her again, this time pushing his tongue into her mouth.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Abby felt herself begin to melt against Steve as he pulled her close, thrusting his tongue between her lips. It wasn't supposed to be this way. She wasn't supposed to be in another man's arms. Kissing. Wanting.

It appalled her to realize that her nipples were stiff, aching as he pressed against her. She could feel the outline of his cock against her belly and thigh, growing hard, throbbing as it strained against the material of his trousers, signalling a response from her own body that she struggled to ignore... but could she?

Abby knew that she should, of course. It wasn't right. This was cheating... despite the fact that Burt had been the one to start it all. Did that make it right? Or better? She brought her hands up to his chest, feeling the muscles rippling under the thin silk and began to push herself away. "I... can't... dammit... " Her eyes were pleading with him to stop, but her movement had given Steve the space he needed to...

"No!" Abby cried, trying to twist away, as his long, slender fingers snaked between her legs, parting her and sliding into the hot wetness that she had hoped to conceal from him. "Please... " she begged, but knew her words fell on deaf ears as Steve's fingers curled up and began to push their way deep inside.

 

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Steve

He feels her body softening, her pleas getting weaker as he expertly moves his fingers deep inside her.

"Please...no." She half whispers and then gasps as his thumb finds her engorged clit.

"Are you saying that you don't like what I am doing to you?" He asks, his fingers sliding firmly against her inner ribbed walls. "Despite the fact that your cunt is so wet. So ready to be put to the cock."

"Ohhh." The woman is no longer struggling as she leans into his powerful frame.

"A real cock. Not that pathetic prick of your husband's."

"H-he is not pathetic." She groans.

"Yes he is." Hisses Steve as he pulls his fingers out of her wet gash before burying them back inside her, right to the knuckle. "You just won't admit it."

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Abby bit her lip to keep from crying out as her body betrayed her once again at the ministrations of this man she so wanted to hate. She did hate him. She despised him and the way he treated her... and Burt. So superior. So condescending. So...

"Goddd... " She groaned aloud as the first waves of orgasm swept over her, making her pussy tighten and contract around the black man's long, probing fingers.

Why? Why?? Abby struggled to break free, both physically and mentally. This isn't what she wanted. This wasn't...

"Where's the bedroom?" Steve suddenly growled, lifting her in his arms as if she were light as a feather.

"Up the stairs... " she answered without thinking. "Up... " But they were already halfway there and she knew what was going to happen next.

 

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Steve

"This one?" He asks before he kicks open Abby's bedroom door. Effortlessly, he strides over and throws her onto the bed.

"We should stop..." She starts again as she struggles to her elbows but stops as she watches him strips off his shirt, revealing his deep dark muscular chest.

"S-Steve.. please." She moans, her eyes locked on him as he pulls off his pants, showing the large spear tenting his shorts. With socks removed, he slowly, tantalisingly forces thumbs into the waistband of his boxers.

"N-no." She gasps again, not making an effort to move.

Her eyes widen as he slowly pulls them down.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Abby watched Steve undress as if mesmerized. Despite the fact that they had fucked and that she had seen his pics online, she hadn't actually seen his cock. Oh, she had touched him and felt him, but she hadn't really looked at it. What she was witness to now made her open her eyes wide in something akin to shock.

Steve, noticing the way she stared, moved closer to the bed, stroking his erection more for the benefit of the show than for his own pleasure. Long, slow, tantalizing strokes that brought back the memory of how it felt to have it buried deep inside of her. How her vagina had been stretched painfully, almost beyond endurance. But most vividly of all she remembered Burt... How he sat there staring and not saying a word. And how he had snuck in last night and left without speaking as well.

Abby propped herself on an elbow, the anger, resentment and the sense of betrayal by her husband boiling up yet again. This is what you wanted, Burt. This one's for you.

Reaching out, she replaced Steve's large hand with her much smaller one. The contrast of her ivory skin against the rich, dark chocolate of his held a sort of hypno-erotic appeal as he moved closer, thrusting his hips forward lewdly.

Abby looked up at his face, her tongue quickly playing over her lips in an attempt to moisten them. Why was her mouth so dry? Why did her body ache for this man who repulsed her so? What was she doing? Why...

"Suck it, Abby. You know you want to." His voice was hoarse with desire as he moved forward yet again, pressing the glistening head of his monster cock against her mouth.

Abby tried to resist, to keep her lips pursed. She really didn't want this. She really didn't. It was all Burt's fault. Yes, that was it. Burt's... Without taking her eyes from his, Abby moaned -- a sound like a mix of both pain and pleasure as she parted her lips and slid her mouth slowly over his incredible girth.

 

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Steve

"Ahhhhh!" Steve groans as he feels Abby's mouth slide over his thickly swollen cockshead. "That's it, you white bitch. Take my cock. Let's see how far it will go down your throat."

Running his large hands in her hair, the large black man grips the back of her head as he forces the once faithful housewife forward, making her take inch after inch of his stout black shaft.

"Woa, baby! You are taking it in deep!" He congratulates as he watches the woman take almost a third into her mouth, her eyes streaming as she struggles to accept him. "Not many white women can do that."

Knowing that he can't go in any deeper, he slowly draws himself back out and pushes in again, repeating the action until he feels a rhythm going as he listens to her chokes and the wet slapping of her tight stretched lips on his black shaft.

"Yeah! Enjoy, baby. There's more to come. Much more!"

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Steve was too big for Abby to take fully, but his rhythmic thrusting and the firm grip he had in her hair kept her from pulling free. Her eyes watered as she fought to breathe through her nose, the exertion she was using to suppress her gag reflex also served to dampen her passion.

Finally, unwilling, even if unable to continue, she pressed the palms of her hands against Steve's belly and pushed. "No more," she gasped for air as his cock slipped out of her mouth. Abby had always loved oral, but with Steve, his size aside, there was a not-so-subtle cruelty in the act. That, and the fact that his name-calling had stung as well.

"Is this how it's always been for you, Steve? Taking rather than giving and enjoying?" Her eyes were bright with anger as she glared up at him. She would have done this willingly. Given him pleasure that was hers to give and his to have. It was not his to take, dammit. Not his to force.

Something flickered over his face that Abby couldn't quite read. Maybe he would go now. Leave her alone. She was angry, yes. And disgusted, of course. But there was something else. Was it disappointment? Just a few moments ago she'd been so turned on, aching for him. Now? Abby didn't want to think about it. She just wanted him... gone. "You disgust me."

Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, Abby tried to stand but Steve was faster. Pushing her backwards, he spread her legs and stared down at her as though she were some rank piece of meat left hanging at the butcher shop for too long. "You are mine to take, Abigail" he growled.

"Screw you!"

"Oh, I fully intend to," he sneered. "But first... "

Abby struggled to get up, the bedspread clutched in her fists as she clawed for purchase. She would not give in to him again. She would not. Steve watched her and leered at her efforts to free herself, spreading her legs wider as if they were the wishbone from a turkey.

 

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Steve

His face erupts into a huge dazzling smile as his hand finds its way in between her now sprayed legs.

"Don't fight this. You know you love it." He tells her, watching her reaction as his finger defly finds her clit and starts to stroke.

"Get OFF me." The woman gasps but he continues on at her, relentlessly torturing her bud, making it swell and harden even as the mouth to her sex wettens further.

"And what if I don't?" He teases, watching her gasp through her open mouth each time he touches her. "Why should I stop doing...this?" And with those words, he sends his index finger deep inside her.

"G-get off!" She gasps, no longer trying to struggle.

"Mmmmm. You incredibly wet for someone who wants me to go. If I...." He slides a second finger in. "..didn't know better, I would think you want a good old fucking."

With two fingers deeply inserted and his thumb on her clit, he starts to move his hand back and forth. Watching her eyes roll back as he pleasures her.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Unable to resist the wickedly obscene urges he was evoking somewhere deep insided her psyche, Abby's pelvis rocked unbidden against Steve's probing fingers; pushing up, grinding against his thumb as it circled her engorged clit. His blue-black cock, erect and glistening with her own saliva, pointed at her accusingly as its owner continued his lascivious game.

"Please... " she mewled in a voice that sounded as if it came from somewhere other. Was it a plea for him to stop or... His fingers were moving faster, harder. His knuckles ramming against her delicate inner folds, bruising them certainly -- making her want more, definitely.

Abby knew she had to be sick to be so turned on by this. It disgusted and repelled her to know that she wanted that huge black cock buried deep inside her cunt. It wasn't right. She was a married woman. Yes, but it was Burt who had started this. Burt who had... Bastard! Her anger rose like bile in her throat as she reached out, using her husband as an excuse to make what she was feeling right.

Her voice was hoarse with desire as she told Steve what she wanted. "Fuck me, goddammit! Fuck me the way Burt wanted you to! The way I need you to!!"

 

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Burt Clifford

At work, Burt had not being able to concentrate on anything so that by lunchtime, he is stressed about both his job and what is happening with Abby as he sits by himself at a cafeteria table.

"I don't need your money. Just your wife. She will be so good in my bed. Give her up. She needs a real man. Someone with money and someone to make a feel like a real woman every night."

Steve's words run around and around inside his head.

"What have I done?" He groans as he stares into his coffee. He knows exactly what he has done. He has opened Pandora's Box and allowed Abby to see what it really is like to sleep with another man, a 'real man' as Steve had called himself.

What an idiot!

But he had to know. Had he been really suitable for his wife? Now he knows the truth.

He feels the tears start rolling down his cheek and his immediately angry at his weakness.

"Damn it, Abby." He whispers harshly as he wipes his face. "Surely there's more to being a husband than just fucking? Haven't been a good one to you and a good father to the kids? Haven't I done everything in my power to make you happy?"

He can 'see' the two of them together, fucking. With Abby shouting out her enjoyment.

"Weren't we more important than just a good fuck?"

But he knows the answer. She had only stayed with him until she could find someone like Steve.

"Oh Abby." He cries.

"Dad!?? Are you okay? What's the matter?" A familiar female voice calls out to him...

 

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Steve

"Sorry. I didn't hear you." He teases as he pulls his fingers out of her. Noting the wet slurp of her arousal as he does so.

"Fuck me, you bastard! Just FUCK ME!!!!" Abby shouts at him.

Steve's smile instantly drops off his face.

"I don't like your tone." He growls as his anger erupts, his free hand gripping her hard.

"I..." But before she can really reply, Steve jams his two juice-covered fingers deep into her mouth, almost causing her to choke.

"No white bitch talks to me like that. You hear me?" He snarls as he moves his fingers in and out of her mouth. "YOU HEAR ME???"

He takes her choking sounds as an affirmative. Eruptly, he pulls his fingers and mounts the woman.

"Now it's time you are taught some respect and realise who your man is!" He grins, aiming his huge pole of an erection at her defenseless opening.

He laughs as he sees her cry out, causing by his sudden penetration of her body.

"You are MINE!" He growls, a hand grabbing her hair and pulling it violently while the second grabs the bed, using it for leverage as he starts to plunge into her body with strong, savage strokes.