1. Ulysses' Therapist


    Date: 9/21/2018, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Hardcore, Interracial, Job / Office Sex, Wife / MILF, Author: tw_holt, Source: sexstories.com

    Introduction The room is dark and hazy. I’m hanging, my wrists tied to a chain of some sort above me. Someone is fucking me. My vision is coming into focus. I see a black man grinning at me. My legs are wrapped around his waist; he’s holding me up by my ass and is making me cum. I don’t remember anything from the last hour. I have no idea how I got here. All I know is my pussy is numb, dripping with juices. The orgasm washes over me and the black man leaves. Another takes his place. He grabs my legs, pulls them around his waist and has his turn. I don’t understand what’s going on, but I know I don’t want it to end. It doesn’t. It goes on for hours. I don’t know what time it is; if it’s morning or night. Black man after black man take me as I hang here. Every one of them brings me to powerful orgasms. My body feels like jelly. Then I see someone I recognize. I know his name. The memories temporarily become clearer. I remember flashing, color lights, loud music, people, drinks and him - Fat Rob. He stands in front of me, pulls me up like the others did and slides his fat cock in me. I cry out, moaning, looking to the ceiling. All I see is a single bright light above me. His cock feels so good, so thick and big. “Your husband is going to know we stretched out that pussy of yours, Miss Brandi,” Fat Rob tells me, pumping his hips upward. “What?” I ask. I look to my left hand above me, I see my wedding ring. I could’ve sworn Leanna, my daughter told me to take it off. More ...
    memories return. She did tell me to remove it. She said I needed this night, she said I deserve it. Another orgasm courses through me. Fat Rob doesn’t stop. He keeps going, keeps bouncing me. I love this feeling, feeling helpless, hanging there, my wrists tied. I can hear the chain rattling as I go up and down on Fat Rob’s cock. “I bet he can’t please you like this,” Fat Rob says, still taking me. I shake my head. Did Leanna know this would happen? Did she know I’d be here with this man? More memories return. I see my daughter, tall, red hair smiling at me, leading me somewhere. To a building. I see her smiling face after she whispers in my ear to relax and have fun. We were at a club, that’s what led me here – a stupid night club. Images of her laughing, talking, dancing with men, pointing in my direction, waving me over. My husband, Doug, I see his face next. Was Leanna trying to get me to cheat on Doug tonight? Fat Rob slaps my ass, grits his teeth, and cums inside me. It feels so good. His huge load of warm semen fills me up. He steps away smiles, laughing, “That’s a good pussy, Miss Brandi. How old did you say you were?” I can’t remember. I can’t even remember my age. “F-forty,” I struggle to talk. “Something.” Fat Rob nods and unchains me. My arms don’t hurt, neither do my wrists. My body is mush in his arms. He carries me to a bed. I don’t see Leanna anywhere. Fat Rob kisses my left hand, “That’s a nice diamond your husband got you. How long you two been married?” I can’t ...
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