Anny, part 2, by anny-t, Illustrated, animated gif

I know many of you will judge me for what I did, for being a willing participant in my own disgrace, and you will be right to judge me for it. But you weren't there, it's different to read about something than to experience it. Things happen, things always happen, and they aren't always good. Under some circumstances, a person's behavior may be out of character.

Until this incident, my sexual life was great but different. All my previous partners treated me with love, respect, and kindness. It was lovemaking, not just sex. I felt loved and cared for, needed and valued. I was enjoying my sexual life, I didn’t need anything different. There was no reasonable explanation or excuse for my behavior.

I hardly slept that night, with so many thoughts in my head. Shame, guilt, fear, embarrassment, I was feeling a mixture of regret and excitement. Yes, excitement, that I couldn’t understand and I couldn’t ignore. More asleep than awake, I was feeling a tingle between my legs. In-between thoughts and dreams it grew until I felt I had to touch myself or I would explode.

It is hard to tell if it was early morning or late night when I moved my hand across my breasts and lower to my stomach. I couldn't help it, I struggled with myself but I could not resist. I slipped my hand inside my panties and finally touched my needy pussy. A soft moan of relief escaped my lips as I felt how wet my pussy was. I quickly pulled off all my clothes and ran my hands all over myself.

I haven't masturbated since college and touching myself this way after so many years was sexually arousing me. I placed my middle finger on my clit, slowly and gently rubbing across it. Raising my legs high, I began rubbing my clit faster and harder as it got hard and I started to pant. Soon enough, my back arched, my ass tensed and I felt my wetness starting to ooze out of my pussy lips.
               

It wasn’t an orgasm. It felt good, it was a relief, but it wasn’t enough. Common sense got the better of me and I put some clothes on really quick. Thinking rational I managed to suppress my urges and decided to pack and sneak out. I turned on the TV to light the room and my jaw dropped as it was tuned to a porn channel.

“What the hell...” I murmured and in panic, I found and pressed the mute button. Less panicked now since I silenced the television, I tried to change the channel but that didn’t work. No matter what channel I put it on, porn was on the screen.

“What a sick pervert,” I thought as I kept flipping through the channels. Then a scene caught my attention. An old man was fingering a young blond while she was stroking his cock. It immediately reminded me of the last night’s events and I sighed realizing I was getting horny again. Watching them satisfying each other, I was really starting to lose myself. It was as if my mind had been taken over by another woman, a woman that didn’t care about anything but her own lust. Recalling last night’s events, wasn’t I supposed to feel disgusted instead of horny?

None of this mattered as I laid on the sofa and my hand went right to my pussy. I needed to have a proper orgasm, I needed to get this horniness out of my system. I rationalized in my mind that the visual stimulation will help me out. In a split second, my panties were off once again, my eyes were glued on the screen, and my hand was rubbing my pussy.
               

Whether I was more excited because I was watching this sex scene, or I was simply too horny either way, I felt myself getting wetter immediately. I alternated between rubbing my clit and sliding my fingers up and down my slit. The visuals were good but my fantasy took over. I closed my eyes and threw my head back as I fantasized about looking down and watching Mr. Alex’s head in between my legs.
           

In my fantasy, I was reluctantly taken again. His tongue was flicking my clit, my pussy was eaten just like last night. My mind was focused on him going down on me, getting me more worked up and I knew I was getting close to orgasming. Images of my fantasy started flashing through my mind as I came closer and closer to climax. The wave rose up, I started to tremble and I felt my insides were going to explode.

"I am close... so close... so close..." I was silently moaning matching every rubbing motion over my pussy. And then it happened. No, I don’t mean that I came. What happened is that my sick, immoral fantasy became a reality. My hand was moved aside, replaced by a mouth that penetrated my hungry hole with his tongue. Surprised and shocked, I opened my eyes and saw Mr. Alex bent in front of my parted legs, eating my pussy just like I fantasized.
                   

Of course he had a spare key. Maybe he was watching me the whole time. I couldn't believe what was happening but it didn’t matter at that moment. My body gave in instantly. I was at the point of no return as he licked all over my sloppy pussy. Instead of trying to push him off, I moved my hips in synchronization to his rhythm, trembling in anticipation. He picked up the pace and I moaned with pleasure. It felt so good to be eaten.

I arched my back to push my pussy harder against his tongue. I moaned louder and louder as I felt his tongue move rapidly around my clit. He kept licking me and then slipped a finger into my pussy. I groaned and pushed up against his hand. I started shaking and my pussy convulsed around his finger. I squirted my juices and screamed out my orgasm.

I collapsed on my back panting and trying to catch my breath as my orgasm was beginning to subside. When I opened my eyes he was naked, staring at me with a big grin. I stood up and walked towards the table to pick up my panties that I had kicked off previously. He followed me, and when I bent down to pick them up he moved his foot to step on them, letting me know that I couldn't have them back.

“Oh no, you don’t...” he said in a decisive manner

He trapped me against the table and I didn’t have the strength to plead him to let me go as he began undressing me. I had no arguments, no excuse, nothing. Here I was, thinking “logically” that I had no case, and I ought to just give in and let him fuck me again. I knew it wasn’t right, but I also knew it was inevitable. I was confused, and I blushed at the realization. I looked at him with a concerned and angered face as he pulled me up and sat me on top of the table. He just spread my legs widely and pushed his cock into my sensitive pussy. As simple as that, he was inside me again.
                 

"Ooooh yeah, you fucking little slut, here you go," he moaned and he started rocking his hips back and forth, spearing me with his cock rhythmically.

“Come on, enjoy it, isn’t this what you wanted?” he continued.

“Stop fighting it... you know I will break you... we both know what you really want,” he said between moans. And he was right. I began feeling overcome with pleasure again and completely defeated by this sleazy old man. For reasons I couldn't explain the feeling of my defeat was the most arousing element in this encounter.

“Please hold...” I begged myself as he lifted my left leg over his shoulder and began thrusting faster.  I need to get a hold of myself to maintain some dignity if any left.
               

Soft moans started to escape my mouth, moans that grew more erotic as pleasurable sensations uncontrollably coursed through my body. I never felt so degraded, but at the same time so aroused. I felt dirty, being shamelessly used like a trashy whore. Being forced into such a submissive pose, I was about to give in. I knew it was wrong, so wrong, but I couldn’t help myself.

“You love it eh? Yesss... You are so horny, aren't you?” he grinned.

"Such a filthy tramp..." he grunted and I moaned louder at his comment, stimulated by his repugnant yet rousing comments.

He slowed down and then stopped all together, holding himself inside of me.

“Take it...” he grunted as he pulled out all the way then paused and thrust into me hard causing me to moan louder. He repeated the same process, moaning “take it” each time he thrust back in me.
                  

“You like it like this eh?” he said through panting breaths.

“Ooooh...” I moaned in pleasure, confirming my arousal

“Say it...” he said at repeated the words “say it” in each thrust.

I couldn’t hold anymore. I was so turned on by this old man's cocky attitude, that I just wanted to do or say anything to keep him fucking me. Disgusted and turned on at the same time, my body betrayed me again and my mind followed.

“Ooooh... Oooooh... Y.... Y.... Yes...” I reluctantly admitted

“YES... FUCKING YES,” he groaned triumphantly. “You love it hard, eh?”

“Yes... Ooooh... Yes...” I groaned in reply, utterly ashamed by my admission.

“You feel horny eh?

“Oooh my... Oooh”

“Take it you dirty girl... Take it...”

He repositioned my legs and put my ankles over his shoulders as I looked up at him with desperate eyes. He hugged my legs to his chest and began hammering me with all his strength and speed. Hearing the slapping noises was bringing me closer and closer to orgasm and I was moaning louder in approval with each thrust.
                 

I was close, my orgasm was building and any minute now I was going to get my release. I didn't care who was inside me, it just didn't matter as long as the orgasm that built inside me would come quickly

“Such a horny beauty...” he shouted in an ecstatic voice, obviously proud of his achievement to have me as he pleased.

“Oooh, there you go... there you go...” he continued

“Oh yes... Don’t stop... Yes...” I moaned loud.

I had no reason to resist anymore, I just wanted and needed that release. Thrust by thrust he was bringing me closer to a powerful orgasm. I had no choice but to allow the perverted old man's cock to continue rhythmically pumping in and out of my pussy. But then he stopped and slowly pulled off. Using the same tactic as last night, he obviously wanted to prevent cuming.

“Oooh...” I sighed in sadness as he left my pussy empty.

“Don’t worry,” he said sensing my disappointment and that somehow felt more humiliating than the act itself.

I let out a low moan as he lowered his head to my left tit and took the erect nipple into his mouth. I gasped as he took as much of the soft mound in as he could, sucking my aroused nipple roughly. He groaned as he raised his head and began tasting my other tit, sending shivers of pleasure to my wet pussy. He then kissed his way down my breasts and belly.

My legs were spread as his mouth moved toward my pussy lips. I was so horny. When his tongue first touched my sensitive clit, a wave of anticipation swept my body. He slowly made rounds of the tip, first licking and then gently sucking. Waves of heat were shooting across my thighs and down my legs. He teased my clit a little more and then he began licking my slit and eating me out. My head fell back and my eyes closed as I was panting and moaning loudly.
                    

I was right on the edge of an orgasm when I felt him pull away from me. I lay there startled that he didn't let me go over the edge. “Stop torturing me, you bastard,” I thought, feeling angry and disappointed. He took my hand and helped me get off the table. He walked me to the bed and he laid down on his back pulling me down beside him.

He maneuvered me like a puppet towards his feet and facing down his body. He moved his face below my crotch, adjusted my position for his tongue to go in and started eating me again. His tongue quickly went to work on my wet pussy while I was watching his cock twitch and bounce with excitement.
                  

I might have been foolish but I am not stupid. I immediately realized what he wanted me to do, what he was provoking me to do. He was trying again to manipulate me to get his way, but there was no way I was doing that. I couldn't do it. I had to draw a line at sucking him off. Strange as it may sound, I felt it was improper to put his cock in my mouth. I wouldn't do it. I let him do all those inappropriate things to me, I became a willing participant, but somehow this seemed to be shameful.

I felt his tongue circling my clit, increasing my heartbeat, arousing me more and more. I was breathing heavily and dropped downwards to support myself with my hands, causing my face to move closer to his cock. I trembled when I realized the position I was in, having his cock just inches from my face. He continued to provoke me as he brought his hand to his cock and began to stroke it. I could smell his pre-cum oozing down his cock. It was intoxicating and made me get even more excited.
               

I knew I was going to climax in just seconds and he knew it too. He brought his hands bellow my body grabbing my breasts and feeling them up, sending shivers through my body. He was losing it too, his hips began to thrust up, urgently trying to find a way into my mouth. My gasps and moans were covered by his animalistic groans of lust as his lower body jerked upwards again and again.

Then it happened. Filled with desire I gripped his cock tightly and I wanked it. Like a magnet, I was drawn closer and closer to his cock. He thrust upwards and his cock struck itself against my mouth, leaving a trail of precum on my lips. I licked my lips, tasting him for the first time.

Everything was happening in fast forward, unconsciously, instinctively. Just an inch away I had a moment of regret, but the feeling quickly faded. “No,” I thought, but before I could voice my thoughts, I did it. I did it on my own. Lost in the ecstasy of the moment, it just felt right. With a deep moan, I lowered my head the remaining inch to his pulsating cock head, parted my lips, and accepted his cock into my mouth.
              

It seemed so surreal. I was willingly sucking his cock. I closed my lips around the shaft. This wasn't me. It was someone else as my tongue flicked across the tip of his cock-head while it was inside my mouth. I couldn't believe the sickening sex sounds escaping from my mouth. I sounded just like the sluts who sucked cock in the porn film I watched yesterday. My lips were wrapped around his cock and I could feel it twitching while I sucked it. I felt the sweet and slightly salty taste soak into my tongue and I breathed in his exhilarating smell. The taste and the aroma instead of hindering me stimulated me to suck him more vigorously. I couldn't believe how turned on I was. I really didn't want to like sucking his cock, but the sensations were beyond my capability to handle.

Primitive groans and grunts were filling the room as we were pleasing each other with our mouths. I felt his cock pulsating inside my mouth. I increased the pressure of my hand on his cock and sucked it with all my might. As I did so, he groaned like a beast and before I could react, a thick rope of sperm, shot upwards hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed it as best as I could just as another spurt filled my mouth. His body quaked as he pounded his hips upwards trying to push more of himself into my mouth. His body was jerking as his cock continued to spasm in my mouth and shot more than I could take. Some I swallowed and some spilled out the corner of my mouth and run down his cock.
                 

That was it. The forbidden actions, my slutty behavior, the humiliation, the taste, the aroma, pushed me over the edge. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and uttered a long loud “oooh” as my orgasm washed through my body. Wave after wave of intense sexual pleasure overtook my body while I rubbed my pussy all over his face.

Overwhelmed with sexual incestuous lust, I dove down and attacked his cock, bobbing my head and making muffled sounds. A few seconds later I came again, pouring my juices into his mouth, having a second orgasm before the first subsided. I pulled his cock out of my mouth again and moaned louder and louder with each spasm that flew through my body. My whole body shuddered as I experienced one of the most intense orgasms imaginable.
               

       

I collapsed on top of him and rested for a few minutes as he caressed my ass and thighs. You might think that after my orgasm faded I would be ashamed and would storm out of his place. Oh no. Not this bitch in heat. I wanted more of what just happened. Lying there in a sixty-nine position, his softening cock was next to my mouth. Without any force, without any trick, without any trap, without a word being said, my new sexual lust took over and I leaned forward and took it in my mouth again.

I suppose in amazement, he took the initiative and began eating me out again as vigorously as he had done before. We were pleasing each other as if we were a loving couple that just wanted to enjoy sex. It was almost like a competition in a perverted sexual contest, to see who could make who feel the best. I used my best skills to please him and make him satisfy my perverted lusts.
                 

From that point on it was a game of "your wish is my command", doing anything the other person asked.

”Ride me... be a good slut for me and I will eat your pussy as long as you want”

“Ooooh...oooooh my....”

“Yeah... let me feel that tight pussy ride my cock”

"Ooooh... you like my tight pussy?"

"Oh fuck yeah...that's one fucking tight pussy... fuck my cock... fuck it hard”

"Yeah...uunnnhh...you like that?"

"Hell yes... yeeees... show me what kind of slut you really are."
               

“Yes... lick me... oooh that's it... there... there...”

“Mmmph... mmmph...”

"Do it... do it to me and I 'll do anything you want"

“Mmmph... you’ll suck my cock? You’ll suck me?“

“Oooh yes... yes I will... do me... do me... don't stop... oooooh... do it right there”

“Mmmmph,... you’ll blow me good eh?”

“Yesssss... I will suck you good... yesssss... right there... right there... just like that... just like that... oooh... oooooh... oooooooh... aaaaaaaaaah....”
                   

"Oooh fuck... you look so pretty... so fucking pretty with my cock in your mouth."

“Mmmph... mmmph...”

"Kiss it... Kiss my cock... Suck on it... Ungghh... Hell yeah."

“Mmmph... mmmph...”

“Suck my cock like a slutty bimbo and I will fuck you again... come on... like a slut... like a horny bitch..."

“Mmmph... mmmmm... mmmmmm...”

“That's it... suck on it... ahhhh... yeah... take it into your mouth...”
                 

"Yes you slut... take it... take it ..."

“Oh yes... give it to me... harder... harder...”

“Spread your legs for me... hold them wide... aaaaaah yessss...”

“Ooooooh yesssss...deeper...deeper...oooooh”

“Ooooh... you love when I use you like the whore you are eh? don't you? eh?”

“Yesss...I like it... ooooh my.... yessss... I love it...”

“Take it... Take it you bitch... fuck I’m gonna cum soon”

“Ohhh myyyy... yes, yes, yesssssssssssssss... oooooh my... don't stop... don't stop... I'll let you cum anywhere you want... just don’t stop...”
                 

“Put it between your tits... yes... oh yes... oh fucking yes...”

“Oooh... oooh yes”

“That's it you slut... take my cock between your tits..”

“Oh... oh... oh...”

“Take it in your mouth... give it a good sucking...”

“Mmmph... mmmm...”

“Oooooohhhh... oh fuck... I'm gonna cum... Open your mouth... Suck it... Lick it...”

“Yessss... give it to me... cum for me...”

“Aaaargh... I’m cuming... Take it bitch... Arrrrrrrrghhhh...“

He groaned and I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out. With roars of victory, he came hard right into my face and in my mouth, again and again.
                    

Then, he collapsed on the bed and, completely exhausted, he fell asleep. That gave me the opportunity to pack my suitcase and storm out of his place. I was confused, angry, upset and ashamed. I had given in and allowed myself to do disgusting, filthy, unspoken things with a man old enough to be my father. I had fully submitted to this dirty perverted old man and I had loved it. 

I had just been used by a man other than my husband and needed to get away. I was ready to start the long painful process of wiping this horrible event from my memory. I was afraid I would never be the same again.

End of Part 2
Part 3 at: http://reluc-wives-stories.blogspot.com/2017/02/anny-part-3-by-anny-t-illustrated.html