Joanne passed out when she got to bed, exhausted from being fucked in her arse so much the night before. She just thanked god that Freddy didn't catch her in the bathroom the night before.
When she woke up, Freddy was already up and getting dressed.
"Good morning," He said and leant over and kissed Joanne's forehead.
"Morning." Joanne groggily replied whilst finding it strange that he just kissed her like that.
He never kisses me in the morning? Joanne questioned.
"I was thinking," Freddy said whilst doing up his tie, "Why don't we go out for a meal tonight?"
"Like... a date?" Joanne asked him, she couldn't even remember the last time they went out for a meal just to two of them.
"Yeah, you can wear some of your new clothes that you like." He said with a smile.
"You don't need to make it up to me for what you said, we're fine." Joanne told him, feeling guilty for shouting at him and then going to cheat.
"No, you were right. You are beautiful and I should treat you like it." He told her.
For a split second Joanne let out a smile, until the guilt of everything she had done crushed her.
"What's wrong?" He asked, obviously picking up on her sadness.
"N-nothing." Joanne replied, trying to hold in her tears.
"Okay, I'll book us a reservation, say 7pm?" He told her.
"Great." Joanne replied.
I can't stay in this room with him, the guilt is killing me. Joanne thought.
"I'm going for a shower." She told him.
"Okay, I'll probably be gone when you're back but I'll see you tonight." Freddy said and kissed her again.
When Joanne made it to the bathroom she felt like she was hyperventilating. She leant over the sink and looked at herself in the mirror.
You stupid, stupid slut! How could you do this to him! Joanne chastised herself, It's not like I can deny enjoying it, I cum nearly every time!
After taking a few deep breaths, Joanne got into the shower and let the water wash away her tears.
When she got out Freddy had gone and Joanne decided to distract herself by going to work. She also wanted to speak to Michelle about their encounter.
When she got in the offices were pretty empty, which Joanne was grateful for. Ever since she was forced to work on her old assistance desk she was too humiliated to speak to any of her staff.
"Michelle?" Joanne said and knocked on her old office door.
"Come in." Michelle said back.
When Joanne walked in she saw Michelle was dressed in her usual smart attire, sitting at Joanne's old desk and writing into her work diary.
"Can we talk?" Joanne asked.
"Of course, what's on your mind?" Michelle said, finishing writing and leant back on her chair.
"About yesterday, I don't understand what happened?" Joanne asked her.
She remained stood up and her hands played from her nerves.
"We had sex, what's so confusing?" Michelle said.
"It was... I don't know, different." Joanne stuttered out.
"I told you, I'm not like Claire and Jason." Michelle said, but her face was so straight that Joanne couldn't figure her out.
"W-what does that mean?" Joanne asked, "You don't want to use and own me?"
"Well, I wouldn't say that," Michelle said and then a smile appeared on her face, "I'm just not into the whole humiliating thing."
"I... I don't understand." Joanne said and hung her head.
"It's this easy, you still do what I say, I just won't humiliate you like they do." Michelle explained.
"Okay," Joanne whispered.
"Good girl, now, why don't you come and get under my desk?" Michelle said turning into her authoritative tone.
"But you just said..." Joanne went to protest but was cut off by Michelle.
"You still do what I tell you, I may not want to humiliate you but I will punish you if you disobey me." Michelle warned.
"Y-yes, boss." Joanne said, once again feeling defeated.
She walked over to Michelle, got onto her knees and went under the desk. When Michelle brought her chair back round, she spread her legs and Joanne could see up her skirt and her black thong.
Joanne reached up and pulled the thong to one side, exposing her tight, smooth, ebony pussy. She leaned forward and pressed her wet tongue against her clit and Michelle instantly let out a light moan.
"Mmmmm, I love your tongue," Michelle moaned, "Hard to believe you're fairly new to this."
"Mhmm." Joanne moaned back as she used her tongue to explore Michelle's pussy.
Not long ago my sex life was dead, now my entire life revolves around sex! Joanne thought as she kept licking Michelle's pussy.
After a few minutes, there was a knock on the door.
"Keep going." Michelle quicky whispered, "Come in." She then shouted out.
"Hi, Michelle," Joanne heard one of her employees, Sarah's, voice say, "Can I come in?"
"Of course," Michelle said, managing to play it cool as Joanne kept slowly licking her pussy.
Sarah was the accountant for the company and an old friend of Joanne's, someone she definitely did not want to catch her in this position.
"Thank you, it was just a quick one about this month's figures." Sarah said and Joanne heard her take a seat.
Luckily it was a closed desk so there was no way for Joanne to get seen.
"Sure, how can I help?" Michelle asked.
This is fucking crazy! Joanne thought, her tongue kept slowly rolling along Michelle's clit and she felt the young black women getting wetter and wetter in her mouth.
"Should Joanne be here for this?" Sarah then asked and Joanne's eyes shot wide open.
If only she knew that the owner of the company was here! Joanne thought.
"I can relay anything back to her, don't worry." Michelle said and tapped Joanne's head, encouraging her to go faster.
Joanne started to drag her tongue all around Michelle's now soaked pussy, tasting her delicious nectar as they had this meeting.
"Well, I just thought since you are now in charge you should know how we are doing." Sarah said and Joanne felt like it was a knife to her heart hearing Sarah say that Michelle was in charge.
"I appreciate that." Michelle said and Joanne was sure she moaned a little.
She kept moving her tongue all over Michelle's pussy, lightly massaging her now swollen clit and she felt Michelle's leg twitch.
"We're doing really well, it seems we are going to hit our target if not go past it." Sarah said which made Joanne slightly happier.
"That's great." Michelle said and it definitely sounded like she was moaning.
"Is everything okay?" Sarah then asked.
"Fine, is there anything else?" Michelle asked her.
Joanne kept flicking her clit over and over and felt her legs twitch more around her.
"I can put everything else on an email if that works for you?" Sarah then asked.
"Perfect," Michelle quickly said, "I need to have a call so do you mind?"
"Oh, of course." Sarah said and Joanne kept licking as she heard Sarah leave the office.
As soon as the door was closed Michelle let out a heavy moan.
"Fuuuuuucckk! That was fucking close!" Michelle moaned and rolled her chair back a little but kept her legs spread, "Now make me fucking cum."
"Yes, boss." Joanne said and crawled closer to her.
She started lapping at her black pussy like it was an ice cream. Michelle was no longer having to hide her moans and she was getting louder and louder.
"Oh fuck... that's it... right there, make me cum... make me fucking cuuuuuuuuuummmmmm!!" Michelle moaned and pulled Joanne's head in deeper to her pussy.
Joanne felt her cum gush over her face.
"Fuck, okay that'll do." Michelle moaned and pulled away.
Joanne just felt her face was covered in her sticky cum.
"I'll check that Sarah isn't around and then you can go." Michelle told her.
"Okay." Joanne whispered.
Michelle looked out the door and then told Joanne that the coast was clear.
When she got out, Joanne sat at her new desk and tried to do some work but all she could smell and taste was Michelle's pussy.
Less than an hour later she had a text come through.
Master Jason: Slave, you're coming to mine tonight. I fancy another go on that arse of yours.
When she read that, Joanne's arse twitched a little, it was still sore from him taking her last virginity and wasn't sure she could go again so soon.
Joanne: Master, I am going out for a meal with my husband tonight. Please can we rearrange?
She hoped that by being polite to him it might make him have sympathy.
Master Jason: What time is your meal?
Joanne: 7pm, Master.
Master Jason: Come here at 4pm. That will give you enough time to get back.
Joanne let out a sigh, knowing that she was going to have to go on her date after being freshly fucked.
Joanne: Yes, Master.
Joanne spent the rest of the day trying to get work done, but to be fair to Michelle, she was actually doing a really good job and Joanne didn't have a lot to do.
When it got to 3.30pm she got into her car and drove to her owners apartment.
Upon entering, she was just relieved that there weren't any other people there.
"Follow me, slave." Jason said and Joanne walked behind him into their bedroom.
"So, you have a date with your husband, that's cute." Jason said to her.
"Yes, Master. We haven't had a date in a long time." Joanne said, feeling crushing guilt.
"And yet, you're here, going to take my big, black cock in whichever hole I want before you go out with him." Jason said with a confident laugh.
"I don't want to do this." Joanne weakly whispered and looked at the ground.
"What was that whore?!" Jason then shouted and frightened Joanne.
"I just..." Joanne whispered, knowing she will get into trouble but wanted to make it clear she doesn't want any of this, "I don't want to do this, I want to be a loyal, good wife."
"Oh, it's too late for that you fucking slut," Jason said and moved towards her, "Now get on your fucking knees and suck on my big, black cock."
Joanne let out a sigh, How can you do this to someone who so clearly doesn't want it? Joanne thought as she lowered herself to her knees.
When she undid his jeans and pulled them down, his huge cock sprung free. Joanne gave one last sigh before opening her mouth and wrapping her lips around his thick shaft.
"There we go, pathetic little whore, right where you belong." Jason moaned.
"Mmhmm." Joanne moaned in annoyance, but she kept bobbing up and down on his cock, knowing there wasn't another option.
Suddenly, Jason gripped Joanne's head and shoved his cock down her throat.
"Gllgg!!" Joanne gagged loudly at the unexpected thrust.
"I'll teach you what you fucking want!" Jason moaned.
Without giving her any time to warm up, Jason started to thrust his cock fast and deep down her throat over and over.
"Glgg... gllgg.... Glllggg!" Joanne gagged over and over as his balls bounced off her chin.
His entire, thick, black cock was going all the way down her throat at every thrust and Joanne couldn't help but gag and drool all over herself.
"You can take my black cock like a pro now bitch." Jason moaned as he roughly fucked her face without any sympathy.
"Gllug...glugg...gluggg!" Is all the noises Joanne could make as he used her.
Then, Jason gripped her head and threw her to the floor. Joanne gasped for air and felt spit pour out of her mouth and onto the floor.
"Take off your clothes and get on your hands and knees, on the bed." Jason ordered and started to undress.
Joanne was still panting as she started to take off her clothes. When she got naked, she got herself onto the bed on her hands and knees, sticking her arse into the air and just praying that he would fuck her pussy and not her arsehole.
When she felt him get onto the bed behind her, Joanne twitched with both shame and excitement, the latter making her feel disgusted with herself.
"Fucking hell," Jason then laughed out, "You say you don't want this, but your cunt is fucking drenched!"
No?! Why am I wet! What the fuck is wrong with me! Joanne thought.
She didn't reply, she was too ashamed to say anything. But when she felt Jason start to rub his big cock up and down her pussy, spreading her juices she let out a quiet gasp of pleasure.
"Fuuuckk!!" She moaned out when he went balls deep into her cunt.
"Oh yeah, still nice and tight!" Jason moaned.
He just remained completely inside of her, Joanne could feel her pussy twitch and clench around his black cock that she hated was bringing her some sick pleasure.
SPANK!
"Fuck!" Joanne moaned out from the sharp pain on her arse.
"Tell you what, whore." Jason said, "I'm going to fuck the life out of you and if you don't cum around my cock, you will be free."
"What?" Joanne moaned, "Seriously?"
"Yeah," Jason told her, "If you hate this as much as you say, that shouldn't be too hard, should it?"
"O-okay." Joanne moaned.
For the first time, Joanne's freedom was within reach. She just had to focus everything on not cumming from his cock. Something she already knew would be hard as she has cum from his cock before.
Then, she felt his hand grip the ends of her hair and yank her head back.
"You pathetic little whore." Jason said to her.
He kept a firm hold of her hair and Joanne felt like he was going to pull it out. Then, the fucking started.
Joanne felt her thick arse cheeks slap back against his thighs when he went balls deep inside of her.
With all of her strength, Joanne tried to fight moaning and feeling the pleasure. But when he went deep inside of her, she let out heavy moans.
"That's it you fucking slut, you know you love it!" Jason moaned to her.
"I.... don't..." Joanne moaned back to him.
SPANK!
"You're just a pathetic white whore, a dirty little slag!" He said back to her.
"Fuuck... fuck... fuckk...!" Joanne moaned as her body rocked back and forth with every thrust.
He released her hair and Joanne's head fell to the bed. It felt like Jason's cock was in her stomach he was fucking her that deep and hard.
"Oh yeah, you're just a whore, a disgusting little bitch!" Jason moaned over and over.
"Fuck... please.... Fuck...!" Joanne moaned, as hard as she tried she could feel her orgasm building up inside of her.
"Your cunt is already clenching around my cock, ready to cum you fucking whore?!" Jason moaned.
"Please.... Stop..." Joanne begged as her pleasure just kept rising.
"Oh not yet, you're about to lose aren't you?" Jason said to her.
"Please.... I don't want to!" Joanne moaned as her head pressed against the mattress.
Joanne knew she was getting closer and closer to cumming, her only hope was to make him cum before she does.
"Cum in me!" She moaned out.
"You want that you fucking slut?" Jason moaned and spanked her arse.
"Yeees!! Fucking cum in my tight, married cunt Master!" Joanne begged, willing to say or do anything to win, "Shove it in my arse!"
"You filthy little whore! You're really that close to cumming?" Jason moaned and laughed back at her.
"Please cum in me!" Joanne moaned and clenched her pussy around him, "Fill me up with your black cum like the filthy cheating whore I am!"
"You're about to cum and lose your last ever chance of freedom!" Jason roared as he hammered deeper and harder into her pussy.
"Fuck.... Please.... Cum in me!" Joanne begged, knowing she was on the verge of cumming.
"What about this you filthy slut!" Jason moaned.
Then suddenly, Joanne felt a finger push knuckle deep into her tight, little arsehole.
"Fuck!!" Joanne moaned in a mix of pain and pleasure.
Jason's finger kept pushing in and out of her arsehole as he fucked her cunt, forcing immense pleasure throughout her body and Joanne knew she was about to lose.
"FUUUUUCCKK NOOOOOOOO!!!!" Joanne screamed at the top of her lungs as her orgasm ripped throughout her body.
"Yes, you fucking whore!" Jason moaned.
"FUUUCKKKK!!!" Joanne kept moaned and panting as her orgasm sent wave after wave of pleasure throughout her.
She felt a second finger slide into her arsehole as her cunt clenched around her Master's big, black cock.
"You're never getting free now!" Jason moaned.
"Noooooooooo!!!" Joanne roared out but it came out as more of a moan. The extra finger in her arse just kept her orgasm going.
"Fuuuckkk yeeesss!!" Jason roared and Joanne then felt his cock erupt inside of her.
"Fuuuckk noooo." Joanne moaned as she felt her pussy getting filled with buckets of her owners cum.
SPANK!
"Good slut," Jason said and then he pulled out of her battered pussy and his fingers left her arsehole. Joanne remained in the same position, panting for air whilst moaning, "You only had to last a few more seconds and you would've been free, there was no way I could've stopped myself cumming then slut."
"Please...." Joanne panted, she felt even more pathetic that she was so close.
SPANK!
"Guess you're going to be my slave forever, shame." Jason laughed.
She heard him leave the room and Joanne just remained perfectly still as tears started to form in her eyes.
Why couldn't I just hold out, I could've been free. I could've finally ended it, but no, I had to cum because I am just a pathetic slut. She thought.
"Alright slut," She heard Jason's voice return, "Get up and go for your date, hope you can still feel my cum leaking out of your cunt when you're with your husband."
Joanne weakly rolled to the side of the bed and stood up. When she looked up she saw Jason smiling back at her.
"Please, please let me go?" She begged in a whisper.
"Oh no, you had your chance," He said, "You know what, I meant it as well. I would've ended this if you didn't cum, but obviously you love it."
Joanne's tears kept pouring down her face with every word that came out of Jason's mouth.
"Right, get out." He said to her.
Joanne embarrassingly got dressed and drove home.
Luckily for her, Freddy wasn't in, so she had a shower to get the smell of cum away from her.
When she started to get dressed Joanne decided to wear one of her sluttier outfits, her reasoning was that if she kept dressing like this then Freddy wouldn't question it.
She put on a baggy top that showed a lot of her cleavage, Joanne's only worry was that it risked her collar bone queen of spades tattoo coming out. However she made a mental note to keep on top of it so it's always covered.
After that she put on a short, black skirt and did her hair and make-up.
Not long after Freddy returned home and went to get dressed.
"Ready?" He asked and came down the stairs, he was dressed in smart trousers and a white shirt.
He's actually tried to look good for me? Joanne thought, surprised since Freddy hasn't put any effort in for years.
"Ready." Joanne said and forced a smile out, although the crushing guilt from knowing that not long ago she was cumming around a big, black cock was engulfing her.
They got into Freddy's car and he started to drive them to the restaurant. It wasn't the best restaurant in the world, but it's been so long since they had been on a date Joanne just enjoyed going out.
"This is nice." Joanne said when they sat down.
"Yes, I've wanted to try here for a while." Freddy said back to her.
There was an awkward silence for a few minutes, that's when Joanne realised how distant they had become with each other.
"So," Joanne said nervously, "Why, the date?"
"What do you mean?" Freddy asked her, as clueless as ever.
"It's just been so long since we've been on a date, why now?" She asked him.
"I felt really bad after what I said to you the other night," Freddy told her and reached across to hold her hand, "I shouldn't have spoken to you like that, you are beautiful and I want you to know that."
"I... I didn't know you thought that." Joanne whispered back to him.
"You didn't? Of course, I think you're beautiful." Freddy told her.
"It's just lately... I don't know, the spark has been gone." Joanne opened up to him.
"I know, I can admit it is mainly my fault." Freddy told her, surprising her with how honest he was being.
"Well, why?" Joanne asked, "Do you still want to be with me?"
"Of course!" Freddy said as though shocked by her question, "We've been married a long time, these things happen and things go a little more boring, it's normal."
"I guess..." Joanne said and just before she went to speak again their waiter appeared.
"Hello, I hope you're both having a good night?" She heard him say.
Joanne looked up and saw a young, attractive man stood there. He wasn't very big, but had a very good looking face. Joanne had been used so much by black men lately she almost forgot that she was attracted to white men as well.
"Great thank you." Freddy replied.
"Can I get you some drinks?" The waiter asked.
"I'll have a wine please." Joanne replied, when she looked up at him she saw that he had a huge grin on his face, but he wasn't looked at her face.
Joanne looked down and realised her tattoo was just about on show, in pure shock she quickly grabbed her top and pulled it up. When she looked over to Freddy his face was locked in the menu and she just thanked her lucky stars that he didn't see it.
"I'll just have a beer." Freddy eventually said.
"I'll be right back." The waiter said, giving Joanne another smile and then walking away.
Oh god, he must've seen my tattoo! Does he know what it means? Joanne thought.
"Ben called me earlier." Freddy then told Joanne and brought her out of her daydreaming.
"Oh, what did he say?" Joanne asked.
"He's going to be a few days later than he thought, apparently there is a party he has to go to." Freddy said with a laugh.
"Classic Ben, I hope he's doing well." Joanne replied.
"I'm sure he is, you know Ben, he fits in anywhere he goes." Freddy replied.
"That's true, we have done well with him haven't we." Joanne said and smiled at her husband.
"We have indeed," Freddy said and kept looking through the menu, "It will be nice having him back for a bit, we should organise some things to do, as a family."
"I love that." Joanne replied.
Every time she smiled and felt happy with her time with Freddy, it was quickly followed by guilt over everything she has done.
After that they ordered their food and had a normal conversation. Joanne found it strange, their marriage for the last few years had felt like they were just living together but had no connection, but tonight, she actually found herself enjoying her time with Freddy.
"You look beautiful tonight by the way." Freddy said to her after their meal had finished.
"Thank you, you look very handsome." Joanne replied with a smile.
"I like your new clothes, very trendy." Freddy said and Joanne laughed at him trying to act like he knows anything about fashion.
The waiter returned after their plates were taken away with the dessert menu's.
"Will you be wanting dessert?" He asked.
"Definitely." Freddy replied and they took the menus.
"I don't know if I will get anything." Joanne told him, "Trying to watch what I eat."
"I can tell you've lost loads of weight lately honey, you deserve a treat." Freddy told her.
"Aww, thank you for noticing." Joanne replied and smiled back to him.
"I mean it, you look great." He replied and held her hand again.
Oh god, if only he knew why I was having to lose this weight! He would hate me! Joanne thought.
Everything started to get a bit too much and Joanne felt herself start to hyperventilate.
"I'm just going to the bathroom." Joanne replied quicky and rushed away so he didn't realise something was wrong.
When she got to the bathroom Joanne started to take deep breathes. She put her hands onto the sink and looked at herself in the mirror.
"How can you do this to him? If he knew how much you've cheated he would leave you straight away." Joanne said to her reflection.
Then, the door opened and when Joanne looked in the mirror to see who it was, her eyes shot wide open to see one of the male waiters slowly walk in.
"W-what are you doing in here? This is the lady's room." Joanne said to him.
She watched the young, black waiter then lock the door to the bathroom.
"What are you doing?" Joanne asked, she turned around, shocked by one of the staff coming in here.
"My mate saw your tattoo," The young, black waiter said with a smile and took a step closer to her, "I know what you are."
"What?" Joanne said in shock, her mouth hung open as he walked over to her.
"I guess your husband has no idea his wife is a slut for black cock?" The man said as he walked over to her.
"Please, stop. He's just outside." Joanne told him and took a few steps back.
"Don't worry, my mate is keeping him busy, should give us enough time." The black man said and kept advancing to Joanne.
"No," Joanne shot back at him, she kept walking backwards until her back hit the wall, "I don't want to."
"Oh please," The black man said as he grew closer and closer, "I know what that tattoo means, you're open for black cock 24/7."
Oh god please no, what do I do!? Joanne panicked and felt her hyperventilating return.
"Please, stop." Joanne whispered but he kept coming closer and closer.
Suddenly, he lunged forward and his hands landed on Joanne's shoulders and held her against the wall.
"Oh, I know what you want." He said to her with an evil grin, "We should have about ten minutes, get on your knees."
"No, not now!" Joanne told him, hoping he would leave her alone.
"Listen slut, I know what you are, now get on your fucking knees and suck my black cock. Unless you want me to go and tell your husband what that tattoo means?" He threatened.
Oh no! Joanne panicked. How can this be happening now!
"What's it going to be?" He said with a grin.
Joanne looked into his eyes and knew he wasn't joking.
"Please, don't do this." Joanne whispered to him with one last attempt.
"You know you want it slut, now get on your fucking knees." He threatened in a calm yet frightening tone.
Joanne knew she had no choice, this man had no reason not to tell Freddy if she didn't do what he said. She also knew that time was short, so reluctantly, she dropped down onto her knees in the bathroom.
"There we go, we both know you're just a whore for black cock." He said to her.
Joanne wanted to argue, to say anything, but she felt too weak.
She reached up and undid his black trousers, she untucked his white work shirt and pulled his trousers down to unleash his big, black cock.
I can't believe I'm about to do this whilst on my first date in years! Joanne thought.
She reached up and grabbed onto his thick cock, it was so hard and warm in her hand and already leaking precum. She didn't want to waste any time and risk getting caught, so she quickly leant forward and wrapped her lips around his dick.
"Oh yeah, you're a bit older and bigger than most girls I go for, but I couldn't turn down a free fuck whilst I work." He moaned.
"Mmhmm." Joanne moaned back in annoyance as she started to bob up and down on his cock.
After having so much practice lately of sucking big cock, Joanne went straight to deep throating him. She could feel his thick shaft hitting her throat as she forced herself deeper down him.
"Fucking hell... you really are a cock slut." The man moaned.
Joanne tried to ignore him and just kept bobbing up and down on him. She kept her lips sucked tightly around him as she massaged his head with her tongue.
"Fuck, you fucking love it don't you?" He moaned as Joanne gave him a deep, sloppy blowjob.
"Gllg...gllg...gllg..." Joanne made herself gag over and over on his cock, but made sure not to do it enough so spit would pour down her chin and ruin her make up.
"Alright, enough foreplay." He moaned and grabbed Joanne's head and pulled her to her feet.
"W-what are you doing?" Joanne asked him.
"Sit on the sink, I need to get in that white cunt of yours." He ordered her.
"Please, I can just suck your dick?" Joanne asked, knowing she would feel even worse if she let him fuck her.
"Dirty little bitch," He said with a laugh, "But no, I'm fucking you."
Joanne wanted to argue, but she didn't want to make this last any longer than she had to. So against her will, she at up on the sink and spread her thick thighs.
He moved in between her legs and held his thick cock at her, he didn't even pull her thong down, instead he just pulled it to one side and shoved his entire cock into her pussy.
"Fuuuck!" Joanne grunted at the surprise of being filled so quickly.
"Fuck you're tight for a slut." He moaned.
"Just fuck me!" Joanne said to him, wanting this to be over as quick as possible.
Suddenly his hand gripped at Joanne's throat and choked her hard.
"That's it you little whore, take this black cock as your husband waits outside." He moaned as he thrust his cock in and out of Joanne's pussy.
She wasn't horny when this started, but when he grabbed onto her throat she felt her pussy start to get wetter and wetter around his cock.
"Fuuuckk." Joanne whimpered out.
His grip tightened around her throat as he fucked her harder and harder. Joanne couldn't help but start to feel pleasure from his fucking. He thick legs lifted and wrapped around his waist and pulled him in deeper.
"Oh yeah, you love black dick don't you?" The waiter moaned.
"Yyeess..." Joanne moaned back, wanting to say anything to make him cum quicker.
"You're stupid husband outside waiting for you as his wife is in here getting railed by black cock, so fucking pathetic." He moaned over and over as he kept fucking her.
Joanne couldn't fight it, something about his words and the fucking was turned her on more and more.
"Fuck... fuck me.... fuck me..." Joanne moaned, his balls kept hitting her at every thrust.
"You love it don't you?" He moaned and gripped her throat tighter.
"Yeess, fuck my fucking cunt!" Joanne moaned back, she didn't know if it was to make him quicker or because she was enjoying it.
Over and over she felt his big, black cock hammer in and out of her tight, soaked pussy. Each time he went fully in it felt like her insides were completely filled.
"Fuck... fuck.... Fuckk..." Joanne moaned over and over as he kept fucking her.
"I'm about to cum slut." The waiter moaned.
"Fuck! Not in me!" Joanne moaned back in panic, but also disappointed that this was about to end.
"Where do you want it then?" He moaned back but kept hammering into her.
"In my mouth!" Joanne moaned back, knowing it would be better to swallow than have his cum leaking out of her all night.
"Fuck, get on your knees!" He moaned and pulled back.
As soon as his cock was gone from her pussy Joanne felt empty and disappointed. But she quickly got onto her knees and wrapped her lips around his thick, pulsating cock.
"Fuuuuucckkk!!" He grunted and immediately started to fire cum in her mouth.
"Mmmm!" Joanne instinctively moaned at the delicious taste of cum filled her senses.
Joanne kept sucking and swallowing down every last drop of his cum as he kept filled her mouth up. Even after he had finished Joanne was lost in a daze and kept sucking his cock and milking him.
"Fuck, that was great." He said and pulled his mouth away.
Joanne wiped her mouth and stood up then pulled her skirt down so it was back to normal.
"Give me your phone." He then ordered.
"W-why?" Joanne asked, definitely not wanting to give this stranger her phone.
"I'm getting your number, my mate who's been distracting your husband deserves some compensation. Also, I want to use you again." He told her.
"Please, this was only one time." Joanne begged him.
"Listen you fucking whore," He said and suddenly his grip returned to Joanne's throat and put the fear of god into her, "You're going to give me your number and I will use you whenever I fucking want, or I'll go out there now and tell your husband what we've just done!"
"O.... okay." Joanne managed to whimper out as his choking tightened and Joanne panicked over what he would do.
As he still held onto her, Joanne got her bag and handed him her phone.
"Good girl." He said and Joanne watched in silence as he took her phone number and then handed the phone back.
Joanne was looking in the mirror and was just grateful there were no marks from him choking her.
"My mate will want his soon, we will give you a call whenever we want a go." The waiter told her.
Joanne wanted to say something back, but she just felt too defeated and humiliated.
"Get back to your husband now then, cheating slut." The waiter said.
I can't believe I just did that, but why am I still so horny! Joanne thought.
She made herself look more presentable and then went back to her table. When she walked back she saw the white waiter that was serving them before still talking to Freddy.
"Hey." Joanne whispered and sat down, the taste of cum still in her mouth.
"You were gone a while, everything okay?" Freddy asked her.
"Yeah, sorry." Joanne replied.
She looked up at the waiter who was just giving her a knowing smile.
"You sure you don't want dessert?" Freddy asked.
"I'm sure." Joanne whispered back to him.
"I guess you're too full." The waiter said as a joke.
Joanne shot him an evil stare and then looked back to Freddy.
"Let's just get the bill and go." She replied.
Within twenty minutes they had paid the bill and went back home. The entire drive was silent, Joanne just stared out of the window whilst chastising herself.
This was such a lovely date, and I had to ruin it by being a fucking slut! Freddy was being so nice, then I went and got fucked in the toilet! What's wrong with me! She thought to herself.
When Freddy pulled up outside of their house, Joanne quietly got out and went into the house.
"That was a good night." Freddy said when he closed the door.
Pull yourself together Joanne, he can't know something is wrong! Joanne said to herself.
"Yeah, thank you, I had a great time." Joanne replied and walked over to hug her husband.
The only thing bothering her was the feel of her freshly fucked pussy between her legs as she hugged her husband.
To her surprise, Freddy kept her held in the hug, he slowly pulled away and stared into Joanne's eyes. For the first time in years, she felt a warm embrace by her husband. In even more of a shock, he slowly leant forward and kissed her.
They had shared nothing more than a peck for years, but Joanne felt her mouth open and Freddy's tongue moved inside.
"Mmmm." Joanne moaned as she slowly and passionately made out with her husband.
After a few seconds of their tongues running against each other, Joanne suddenly filled with panic, praying to god that he can't taste the cum in her mouth from the waiter.
She quickly broke the kiss and looked at him.
"Something wrong?" He asked.
Yeah, you're probably tasting another man's cum on my tongue. Joanne thought in shame.
"Let's go to bed." She whispered to him and Freddy let out a big smile.
They ever so slowly walked up stairs and into their bedroom.
As Freddy went to sit down on the bed, Joanne couldn't help but think of the times she had been fucked on that bed by other men.
Before she could do anything, Freddy stood up and kissed Joanne again.
"Mmm." Joanne moaned again as she made out with him, but she didn't want to risk him recognising the taste in her mouth.
"Sit down." She whispered to him.
"Okay." He said with a smile.
Then, Joanne slowly sunk to her knees.
"What are you doing?" He asked her.
"I'm giving you a treat." Joanne whispered to him.
"Oh god, great." Freddy replied.
It had been a long, long time since Joanne had given Freddy a blowjob so she was sure he was very surprised by it!
Joanne got between his legs and started to undo his trousers, when she pulled them off, she looked up at his hard, cock. As much as Joanne tried to fight it, her main feeling was.... disappointed. She had grown so used to big, black cocks lately that seeing Freddy's made his cock look small. In fact, he was average size, just not as big as others.
Then, for the first time in years, Joanne opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around her husband's cock.
"Oh god... oh god... oh god..." Freddy panted.
"Mmmm." Joanne moaned back to him, slowly dragging her lips up and down his hard cock.
"That's so good." He moaned back to her.
She started to swirl her wet tongue all around his head, tasting his precum as she bobbed up and down. She was still horny from the quick fuck earlier and wanted to give her husband a great blowjob.
"Oh my god, Joanne.... I forgot what that was like." He moaned.
"Mmm." Joanne moaned back to him.
She opened her mouth a little and pushed herself deeper on his cock. When she felt him hit her throat, she kept pushing and pushing. She could feel his cock start to slide down her throat as it wrapped around his shaft.
"Oooooh god! How are you doing that?" He moaned back to her.
Joanne had forgotten that before her recent exploits, she was probably quiet timid with him in the bedroom but she had just gone straight to her slut mode.
She didn't want to raise any questions, but she was too horny and thinking with her wet pussy,
"Mmmm!" She moaned and kept bobbing up and down his entire cock.
She felt his balls touching her chin as she dragged her tongue all around his shaft.
"Oh god, Joanne.... That's amazing." He panted over and over.
"Mm...mmmm...mmm..." Joanne moaned as she bobbed up and down.
She could hear Freddy's breathing get louder and she knew it wouldn't be long until he came.
"Oh god, I'm going to cum." He moaned.
"Mmmm!" Joanne moaned back to let him know she will swallow, something she never used to do with him.
"Oooooohhhh!" He moaned and Joanne felt the first few strikes of his cum land in her mouth.
Like the good slut she had become she eagerly swallowed down every drop and kept sucking his cock until he started to go soft in her mouth.
"Oh god, Joanne, that was so good." Freddy panted out.
Joanne pulled back and wiped her mouth.
"It's definitely been a while." She whispered to him.
"Why don't you lie down and I'll return the favour?" Freddy said to her.
Joanne smiled and stood up, just as she went to pull her skirt down her mind got a hard shock of reality.
Oh fuck, my "Yes, Master." Tattoo! If he sees that I'm fucked! She thought.
"That was just a nice little treat for you, don't worry about returning the favour." Joanne said to him and leant down to give him a quick kiss.
"Are you sure?" He asked, "I don't mind."
"It's okay, maybe another night." She told him and rushed herself to the bathroom.
When she got here, she was nearly passing out from breathing so heavily.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What am I going to do? He can never see me naked again?! That was fine before, but now, he wants to do stuff with me! What can I do?! She panicked.
After a few minutes, Joanne returned to the bedroom to find Freddy already fast asleep. She was grateful as she managed to get changed without him seeing her tattoo's or piercing.
When she got to bed, Joanne struggled to sleep. A mix of pure guilt from what she's doing to Freddy, to feeling horny as fuck.
The next morning Joanne woke up and Freddy had already left for work, to her surprise he left a little note on the pillow next to her.
"Thank you for last night, I love you so much."
When Joanne read it she felt like her heart was breaking. Although that was cut short by her phone starting to ring. It was an unknown number.
"Hello?" She asked.
"Hey, is that the married slut from the restaurant last night?" She heard someone say.
"Who is this?!" Joanne shot back.
"It's Neil, I was your waiter. My mate said to call you to repay me for keeping your husband distracted." He told her.
"No, please leave me alone and don't call me again!" Joanne shouted at him.
"Listen here you stupid slut!" He shot back and Joanne's heart felt like it stopped in shock, "I got your husbands details whilst you were getting fucked in the bathroom, seems he wanted me to send him details about getting you a wine tasting evening as a present."
"What?!" Joanne said back, both shocked by what she just heard and also the fact that Freddy really was trying to put more effort in.
"That's right, so unless you want me to tell him what you got up to and send him the CCTV footage of my mate going into the bathroom and then you coming out freshly fucked, you're going to do what I say!" He told her.
Oh god no, not another one! Joanne panicked.
"W-what do you want?" Joanne asked him.
"That's better, I have your address, I'll be around in an hour." He told her.
"Please not my house." Joanne begged.
"Shut the fuck up, I'll see you soon." He replied and then hung up the phone.
Joanne threw her phone down and found herself in frenzy. She was panicking over what she was going to do. The thought of having another person blackmailing her made everything ten times worse!
She grabbed her phone and prepared to call Jason to see what he could do, but feared he wouldn't help at all and decided against it.
She just kept pacing around her house until she saw a car pull up outside.
The attractive, young waiter from the night before walked up her drive. Joanne had a look and feared that some of her neighbours might see him.
When he rung the door bell Joanne had to take a deep breath before answering it.
"Hey bitch." He said when she opened the door.
"Please, I don't want this." Joanne told him as she kept the door only slightly open.
"Oh shut up, my mate told me what you were like, you're just a whore for cock." He said and pushed the door harshly so it opened and Joanne nearly fell back.
"Stop! Please just get out!" Joanne said and tried to back away from him.
"No chance, you think I'm missing out on the chance to fuck a whore like you." He said and lunged for Joanne.
Before she could react he grabbed onto her wrist and held her tight so it hurt.
"Let me go! You're hurting me!" Joanne shouted.
"Oh, you just wait." He said and dragged her into the living room.
Joanne looked and realised the front door had closed on it's own, even if she shouted for help she knew no one would hear her.
With a hard push, Neil threw Joanne onto the sofa. She span around and her hair got in her face but she managed to see him marching over to her.
"No! Leave me alone!" Joanne shouted and stood up, but she was quickly met with his hand on her head and pushed her back down.
"Don't worry, I'm sure a whore like you will enjoy this as much as I will" he said, and started to undo his trousers.
"No! Get out of my house!" Joanne shouted.
SLAP!
Joanne's entire body froze in fear when she felt a hard strike across her face.
"Listen slut," He said and leaned in close to her, his hand reaching and gripping her throat, "I'm about to fuck the shit out of you, whether you want to or not."
"Plleeaseee.." Joanne croaked as he choked her hard.
As he held her throat he managed to undo his trousers and pull them down so his big, hard, white cock sprung free.
She felt his hand leave her throat but then he gripped her hair hard and pulled her face to his cock. She felt it hitting all over her face but she was adamant to keep her lips closed.
"Open up you stupid slut!" He shouted.
"No!" Joanne shouted and tried to shake her head but he held her hair tight.
Then, she watched him slowly come down to eye level and stare at her with pure hunger in his eyes.
SLAP!
His hand struck her face again but this time he hold onto her after the hit. Joanne's face burnt and she felt tears start to come down her face.
"Now, open your mouth and suck my cock like the cheating whore you are." He grunted at her.
"Please, don't." Joanne whimpered out.
He didn't listen and stood up so his cock was in her face yet again.
"Open up, now!" He ordered.
Joanne's eyes darted all around the room, trying to think of some way out but she couldn't think of one. She knew there was no other option. Against every instinct in her body, Joanne slowly opened her mouth.
Even when she opened up a little, Neil shoved his cock into her mouth and pushed it balls deep down her throat.
"Glllggg!!" She gagged from the sudden intrusion down her throat.
"Oh yeah, Dwayne told me you could deep throat!" He moaned and started to fuck her face without any sympathy.
"Gllugg....gllugg...glugg..glllg...glllggg!" Joanne gagged over and over as her roughly fucked her face over and over.
His balls kept slapping against her chin as his cock went all the way down her throat.
Joanne could feel herself gagging and her spit pouring out of her mouth and down her chin.
"Oh yeah, take that cock bitch." Neil moaned.
Suddenly he pulled his cock back and Joanne gasped for air, followed by a ton of spit pouring down her chin.
Neil leant down and Joanne felt him spit onto her face.
"Filthy little slag." Neil said.
He gripped her hair and pulled her over, Joanne felt like he ripped the hair from her head but her body just flopped and let him do it.
She felt him grip her jogging bottoms and yank them down so her arse and pussy were exposed.
Joanne tried to think of anything else, to not feel what was about to happen to her.
"Fucking hell, you really are a slut, look at your tattoo." Neil said with a laugh when he pulled her top up and revealed her back tattoo.
SPANK!
"Oh yeah, I'm going to enjoy this." He moaned.
"Urggghh!!" Joanne grunted when he slid his entire cock balls deep into her pussy.
"Fuck you're tight!" He moaned.
In an instant he was hammering in and out of her pussy with his big, thick white cock. Joanne could feel his balls hitting her at every thrust and felt like his cock was in her stomach it was that deep.
She felt him rip her top off over her head and his hands reach around and grabbed both of her big tits.
"I was staring at these all fucking night!" Neil moaned as he fucked her, "Oh and a piercing."
Suddenly he twisted her nipple piercing and Joanne let out a shriek of pain.
"Fuuckk!!" Joanne grunted out.
"Oh yeah, so fucking good!" Neil moaned as he kept fucking her and mauling at her tits.
"Stop... please stop..." Joanne panted out.
SPANK!
"Take it you dirty old whore!" Neil moaned, "Look at you, getting wet over this!"
No! I'm not enjoying this!! Joanne shouted in her head.
"What a fucking slag, getting fucking turned on by me shoving my cock in you!" Neil mocked and spanked her hard enough that she let out another squeal.
"Fuck... fuck... please... stop..." Joanne moaned, hating that she was finding some sick and twisted pleasure from him forcing himself in her.
Her entire body was rocking back and forth as he fucked her hard, she could feel her tits and belly bouncing around as his cock destroyed her cunt.
"Mmm look at that tight little arsehole just asking to get stretched." Neil then said and Joanne's eyes shot wide open in fear.
"No! Please! Just fuck my pussy!" She begged.
"Oh, I already told you," Neil said with a laugh, "I'm going to fuck the shit out of you!"
Without any warm up, Joanne felt him quickly pull out of her drenched pussy and then shove his entire cock inside of her arsehole.
"FUUUUCCCCKKK!!" Joanne screamed out when her arsehole got ripped open by his thick cock going balls deep inside of her, "GET OUT!!!"
SPANK!
"Such a fucking tight arse!" Neil laughed, "Look at it stretching around my cock!"
Joanne's arsehole felt like it was pulsating around his thick shaft, it felt so unnaturally and painfully stretched as he held himself inside of her.
"Fuck, that hurts!" Joanne shouted back at him.
SPANK!
"Fucking good!" Neil shouted.
Then she felt him pulling his cock out of her arse, just to slam it back inside of her.
"Urgh!" Joanne grunted from his thrust.
He started to fuck her arsehole after that, she could feel every single of his cock filling her up and stretching her poor little hole as he fucked her faster and faster.
"I can't believe your husband doesn't know what a whore you are!" Neil moaned as he fucked her.
Joanne's arsehole clenched around his cock and to add more humiliation she started to let out little moans of pleasure.
"I bet you've taken so many cocks behind his back!" Neil moaned, "Poor guy, doesn't realise you're cheating on him!"
"Please.... Stop..." Joanne moaned as pleasure started to take her over.
Suddenly he grabbed her hair and yanked her head back again.
"Ow FUCK!" Joanne moaned in pain.
"Beg me to fuck your arsehole like the whore you are or I'll wait until Freddy is back to catch you with my big cock in your arsehole!" Neil ordered her.
"Fuck!!" Joanne shouted out in pain, "Please!!! Please fuck my whore arsehole with your big cock!!"
Joanne hated how the words made her pussy twitch with pleasure.
"Because you're a cheating whore?!" Neil moaned as he kept fucking her whilst pulling her hair back.
"Because I'm a cheating whore!! I'm a pathetic, useless slut!!!" Joanne moaned as his fucking felt better and better.
"Oh yeah, me and my mates are going to be fucking you all the time you fucking slag!" Neil moaned.
Joanne could see her situation getting worse and worse, but his cock destroying her arsehole just kept feeling better.
"Fuck.... No... fuck..." Joanne moaned as her arsehole clenched around him over and over.
"Are you about to cum from me fucking your arse?!" Neil laughed at her.
"Nooooo!" Joanne moaned as she realised, she was on the verge of doing just that.
Neil stopped talking, only loud grunts coming from his mouth as he fucked her tight little arsehole over and over.
He would change from yanking her hair to grabbing her thick arse cheeks and slapping them.
"Fuck.... Fuck... oh fuck..." Joanne moaned and realised she was about to cum, which just humiliated her further.
"FUUUUUUUUCCCK MY AARRSEEHOOLLLEEEEEE!!!!" She screamed out as her entire body felt like it was exploding around his big, white cock!!
"Fucckingg whoooreee!!!" Neil roared out and Joanne felt him cumming inside of her arse.
"FUUCKK YOOUUUUU!!!" Joanne roared out in pure pleasure as her orgasm kept hitting her with wave after wave of pleasure from him fucking her arsehole.
Neil kept hammering into her little arse until he drained every last drop of cum from his balls into her. Joanne's arsehole instinctively clenched around him, milking all of his cum that filled her bowels.
"Come here you fucking slut." She heard Neil say.
Suddenly he ripped his cock from her battered and gaped arsehole, feeling his cum instantly pour out of her.
Then he grabbed her head and threw her around so she was sitting on the sofa and looking at him.
Without letting go of her hair, Neil pulled her forward and shoved his sticky cock into her mouth. Joanne could just taste his cum all over his dick that was just in her arse.
"Oh yeah, clean the cock that just fucked your arsehole!" Neil moaned.
He didn't give Joanne much chance to suck his dick, instead her kept fucking her mouth with his cock until it started to go soft.
When he pulled out, he wiped his sticky cock all over her face, just adding to her shame.
"Fuck that was good," Neil said and took a step back before pulling his trousers up, "I'll be back soon."
"Please don't." Joanne panted out, coming down from her orgasm but in pain from the harsh fucking.
SLAP!
Her body jumped again when he struck her.
"Don't ever talk back to me like that again, if I want to bring around an entire group of mates to take turns on your arsehole you'll do it. Understand?" Neil threatened her.
Joanne was in fear after he struck her again.
"Y-yes, sir." Joanne whispered to him, just wanting him to leave her alone.
"Good bitch, say hi to your pathetic husband from me." Neil said and then left.
Joanne just remained on her sofa, cum leaking out of her arse, and onto the chair as she burst into tears.
What the fuck?!! Joanne screamed in her head, Why did I cum! He just forced that on me! What the fuck is wrong with me!!!!!