The Unexpected Pleasures of Cheating - Part 6

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"Sarah, this place is beautiful," Shawn said as they strolled through the Japanese garden in Balboa Park.

She squeezed his hand, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and replied, "I know, right? It's gorgeous, and so peaceful. And it's never felt busy."

"You've been here before?" Shawn asked.

Sarah looked up at him, nodded, and flashed a bright smile infused with what she hoped was a playful sense of naughtiness. She'd been to the garden with Russ on a few occasions on something akin to a date, though it hadn't been much more than a place for them to fool around outside of the hotel.

Shawn got the hint. "You've been here with Russ?" he asked.

"I have," Sarah replied. "A few times, actually."

They stopped in the middle of a small bridge that ran over the stream burbling through the garden and Shawn gently ran his fingers up Sarah's arm and asked, "And what did you do with Russ here in the garden?"

"Oh, a little of this and a little of that," Sarah replied as she thought of the blowjob she'd given Russ in the garden. It was the first time she'd done anything so overtly sexual in public in a long, long time and the thrill of the memory provided a wonderful rush of excitement as she stood there with her husband.

Shawn leaned in and kissed her neck softly, aiding Sarah's journey deeper into a place of intense arousal. "And what does that mean?" he whispered. "Did you do something you shouldn't have done, Sarah?"

"I might have," she answered. "There's a chance I sucked Russ's cock in this beautiful Japanese garden. There's a chance I got on my knees, took him in my mouth, and sucked his beautiful cock until he came for me. There's even a chance I swallowed another man's cum in this garden."

Shawn lips found hers and they shared a kiss that was far too amorous for a public place. Sarah didn't really care, though. Her body hummed with desire and judging by the erection pressing into her stomach, Shawn was just as turned on as she was.

"You don't mind kissing the lips that were wrapped around another man's cock in this garden?" Sarah asked.

"You know I don't," he replied.

She wanted him to fuck her right there. She wanted Shawn to spin her around, bend her over the bridge, and take her doggystyle in public.

"And you don't mind that your wife couldn't help but suck another man's cock in this garden? That I was so fucking turned on that I took him to a quiet little spot, got on my knees, and sucked his big dick until he came in my mouth?" Sarah asked.

"Sarah...fuck...I need to fuck you," Shawn replied. "I need to fuck you right now."

She stepped back, flipped up her dress to give Shawn a quick flash of her panties, and said, "But you already fucked me once today. Are you saying you want me again?"

Shawn nodded. "Yes, Sarah, that's what I'm saying. I fucking want you."

Sarah felt giddy. She'd indulged in the sort of behavior that would have ended most marriages and it seemed that it had strengthened hers. At the very least it enhanced her sex life with Shawn, as she couldn't remember the last time he'd felt such desperate-seeming desire for her.

"Come with me," Sarah said as she took Shawn's hand and led him through the garden's winding pathways and under the same tree where she went down on Russ. "He was standing right where you are."

"Russ?" Shawn asked.

Sarah unzipped her husband's pants and reached inside to stroke his cock. Her heart pounded at the boldness of doing so in public, but she wasn't thinking straight. She was just as turned on as Shawn - her pussy was soaked - and she wanted to feed that desire instead of extinguishing it.

"I got on my knees right here," she explained. "I looked up at him, told him I was desperate to have him in my mouth, and then I unzipped his pants."

"Did it turn you on?" Shawn asked. "To suck his cock here, in public?"

"Like you wouldn't believe," Sarah answered. "I was so wet, Shawn. I was soaked as I took him in my mouth. My heart was pounding. I'd never been...I'd never been so desperate to make a man cum in my mouth."

The look on Shawn's face and the moan that followed made it seem as though it was the hottest thing he'd ever heard.

"Did you swallow for him?" Shawn asked.

Sarah nodded. "I did. I swallowed his cum. I sealed my lips tight around the head of his beautiful cock and I took every drop of his load onto my tongue and then I swallowed. It felt so good, Shawn. It felt so good to make him cum and to swallow it, to take it inside me."

Shawn moaned again and this time he closed his eyes as Sarah continued to stroke him in his pants. She probably could have made him cum with her hand, but she wanted to give him more than that. He deserved more than that.

"Sit," Sarah said as she pulled her hand from his pants and pointed to the stone bench behind him.

Shawn backed up, sat down, and looked up at Sarah as she approached. She reached under her dress, pulled aside her panties, and then bent over and freed his cock from his pants.

"He came in my mouth, but I want you to cum in my pussy, Shawn," Sarah said as she straddled her husband and lowered her slick, steamy cunt onto his stiff cock. "I want you to enjoy my pussy in the same place that I sucked another man's cock, and I want to kiss you with the lips that pleasured Russ while you fuck me."

Shawn grabbed her ass and pressed his lips against Sarah's. She rode his cock in the Japanese garden, moaning into his mouth while their tongues danced. She thought of sucking Russ's cock in that same place - which truly had been the hottest blowjob she'd ever given - as waves of pleasure spread through her body from the deeply pleasurable friction of her clit as it ground against Shawn's pelvis.

"Sarah, fuck, I'm not gonna last long," he said.

"Me neither," she replied with a smile. "I like that you're so turned on. I like that you're getting off on the idea that I sucked Russ's cock right in this spot, baby, that I had his big dick in my mouth and that I sucked like a wanton slut that absolutely needed him to cum in my mouth so I could swallow every drop."

Shawn kissed her desperately as he tightened his grip on Sarah's ass and helped her grind on his dick even faster. She was seconds away from cumming, and the moment Shawn unleashed an orgasmic moan Sarah let her climax wash over her. She wanted to unleash a primal scream along with her orgasm, but she kept her lips against Shawn's to ensure it wasn't overwhelmingly obvious to anyone else in the garden that she was getting fucked.

"That was amazing," Sarah said as she kissed her husband's neck and cheeks. "You're amazing, Shawn."

He chuckled. "Not half as amazing as you are, Sarah. Holy shit, what a great fucking orgasm."

She rested her forehead against his and kissed him softly. "I know, right? What a great fucking orgasm." It really was, and the only sad thing about it was that Shawn's time in San Diego was almost over.

"So, are you going to keep fucking Russ after I leave?" Shawn asked from across the table at the romantic Coronado Island restaurant they'd chosen for their last dinner before he had to fly home.

Sarah gently swirled the wine in her glass and studied her husband's face for some clue as to what answer he preferred. He wore the slightest smile, which made her think that the real answer - that she absolutely planned on continuing her sexual relationship with Russ - was the right answer.

"Yes," she said. "In fact, I suspect I'll be fucking Russ even more."

"Oh yeah? Why is that?" he asked as his smile grew just a little.

Sarah leaned forward, giving her husband a view of her cleavage in the low cut floral dress she'd worn for their evening out. "Well, before I felt guilty about it, and it would usually take a few days for my desire - or desperation, really - for his cock to overwhelm the guilt."

"And now you don't feel guilty?" Shawn asked.

Sarah shook her head and sipped her wine. She held his gaze and made a show of swallowing quite deliberately, which helped Shawn's smile spread all the way across his face. "No, I don't feel guilty at all. Plus, I think you'll want me to fuck Russ as often as I desire."

Shawn leaned forward and reached across the table to caress her hands. "Oh yeah? Why is that?"

Sarah took his hand in hers and pulled it towards her lips to plant a soft kiss on each of his fingers. "Now that I know it excites you so much, I'm going to take care of your needs, too, even if we can't be together."

"And how are you going to do that?" Shawn asked.

Sarah smiled and took his index finger in her mouth. She sucked gently and swirled her tongue around it while slowly working more of him into her mouth. It was a lurid, borderline insane thing to do at a restaurant and Sarah was certain she'd garnered the attention of a nearby couple, but she didn't care. All that mattered was trying to turn Shawn on.

"Well," she began as his finger departed her mouth, "for starters, you can listen when Russ fucks me. I'll call you each and every time and ask if you want to listen on speakerphone. You can hear me moan for him. You can hear how wet he makes my pussy. You can hear me suck his cock. You can hear me beg him to cum inside me."

Shawn's eyes lit up with desire as he shifted in his seat, making Sarah wonder if his cock had grown a little thanks to her lurid talk. "I'd like that," he said.

Sarah leaned back, slipped off her heel, and lifted her foot between his legs. Surprise registered on Shawn's face before a delighted smile took over. "I know you'd like that, and I'm sure you'd like to be able to eat my messy pussy too, but that's the one thing you won't be able to do. I can tell you how badly I wish you were with me so you could him out of my pussy and then fuck me with your gorgeous cock. Would you like that, Shawn?"

"Yes," he admitted. "Will you fuck him again tonight, Sarah? Will you fuck Russ one more time before I go?"

"Of course I will," she replied. Sarah wasn't going to say it, but she felt like the luckiest woman in the world. Her husband was practically begging her to have sex with someone else and he was doing it because it was a huge turn on for him. She was astonished that things had worked out so well for her. "Will you lick my messy pussy and fuck me after Russ has had his way with me?"

"Yes, I will," Shawn said. "You know I will."

The waitress arrived with their food and Sarah pulled her foot from Shawn's lap, slipped it back into her heel, and smiled as she thought of the fun they were going to have that night.

"I went to the Japanese garden with Shawn today," Sarah said as she fell to her knees in front of Russ and reached up to unbutton his pants. "I thought of you while we were there. I thought of how hot it was to suck your cock there, of how much I enjoyed making you cum in my mouth."

Russ smiled and lifted his hips from the bed so she could pull his pants and underwear down. "That was a very good day," he said. "A very, very good day. I'm pretty sure that's the best blowjob I've ever had, in fact."

Sarah leaned closer and kissed the head of his cock. "Is that right? I gave you the best head you've ever had?" Russ nodded as she felt an unexpected sense of pride. "I like that. I really like that, in fact. That means you'll always remember me, even long after this little work project of ours is over."

"There's no chance I'll ever forget you, Sarah," Russ said.

She took him in her mouth and sucked slowly, eliciting a moan while she stared up into his eyes. Pleasure washed over Russ's face, a look she'd seen many times since he’d first fucked her, and a look she planned on seeing even more often over the next month.

"Fuck, you're so fucking good at that," he said.

Sarah took him deep in her mouth, held him there for a few seconds, and slowly pulled off. She stroked his wet, stiff shaft and said, "I like making you feel good, Russ. I like having your cock in my mouth. I like feeling your stiff shaft between my lips. I like the way you moan for me and the way your dick throbs when I make you feel particularly good."

Before he could say a word, she took him in her mouth again, sucking with wild abandon and playing with his balls to make sure he knew how good she wanted to make him feel.

"And I could suck your dick all night, but we don't have much time and I really need you to fuck me," she said.

Sarah stood, pulled off her dress, lowered her panties, and crawled into the bed. She rolled onto her back and Russ was between her legs a moment later. He slipped inside her and their lips met for a deep, beautiful kiss as he moved in and out of her needy, soaking wet pussy.

"Fuck me," she said. "Fuck me hard, Russ. Pound me. Pound my pussy."

Russ delivered, just as he had from the first time his cock slipped inside her. He fucked Sarah with skill and passion, sending her to a place of sexual bliss that was made so much hotter because she knew Shawn would absolutely devour her messy pussy when she brought it to him mere moments after Russ had unleashed inside her.

Sarah came in missionary. She came hard, too. She screamed with pleasure as Russ's deep, hard thrusts put her over the top and left her body tingling with pleasure.

"Flip over," Russ said as he pulled out.

Sarah got on her hands and knees, looked over her shoulder, and smiled as Russ slipped his cock into her from behind. He held his dick deep inside her for a few seconds and then grabbed her hips and delivered a vigorous fucking in pursuit of his pleasure. Sarah had gotten the orgasm she wanted, but she felt almost as desperate for Russ's climax, in part because she wanted to thrill her husband on his last night and in part because she loved making Russ cum. She absolutely adored it.

Thankfully, it didn't take long. He was already close and he did love fucking her from behind, so no more than a few minutes had passed before he was grunting and groaning like a man about to unleash his seed.

"Cum inside me, Russ," Sarah said. "Cum in my pussy. Fuck, I want to feel you cum in my pussy."

Russ buried his cock inside her and came. Sarah looked back to see the orgasmic pleasure on his face and smiled as his cock pumped a thick load of cum deep inside her.

"Thank you for fucking me, Russ," Sarah said as he leaned forward to kiss her. "And thank you for cumming inside me. You know how much I love that."

"It was my pleasure, as always," he replied.

Russ pulled out and Sarah moved her panties over her pussy, quickly put her dress on, and gave him a quick kiss before leaving his room. She rushed down the hallway and into her room to find Shawn sitting in the bed with a stiff erection between his legs and a giddy smile on his face.

"Did you enjoy listening to your wife get fucked?" Sarah asked as she approached the foot of the bed. She'd called Shawn before leaving the room and left the phone on speaker while she was with Russ, giving her husband a preview of the fun he'd enjoy after flying home.

Shawn nodded and she slowly lifted her dress over her head. His eyes darted between her legs and she looked down to see the beautiful wet spot in her panties that Shawn was now staring at.

Sarah crawled into the bed and asked, "Did you hear me begging Russ to cum in my pussy? Did you hear your wife begging another man to cum in her cunt?"

"Yes," Shawn answered. "Fuck, yes, I did."

"And do you want to me to feed you my messy pussy, Shawn?" she asked. "Is your dick this hard because you're been thinking about me crawling into the bed, sitting on your face, and feeding you Russ's cum from my messy cunt?"

Shawn nodded and hastily tossed the pillows aside so he could lie on his back. Sarah gave his cock a few gentle kisses and sucked on the head a little before crawling up his body. She kissed him every few inches, taking her time because it was fun to tease Shawn a little before giving him what he desperately craved.

"Tell me what you want," she said as her lips hovered just above his.

"I want you to sit on my face," he answered. "I want you to let me clean your pussy."

Sarah sat up, dragged her hips forward, and pulled her panties aside. Shawn reached up, grabbed her ass, and pulled her pussy onto his face. He clearly couldn't wait any longer. Sarah moaned as her clit rubbed against his upper lip while his tongue probed deep inside her in search of Russ's creamy load.

"It tastes good, doesn't it?" she asked, though she knew he couldn’t answer, not with her sitting on his face. "I've swallowed his cum a handful of times and I know how delicious it is. I can understand why you like eating it out of me, baby. Now get your tongue nice and deep inside me. Clean up every drop of his fucking load."

Shawn devoured her pussy and Sarah found immense pleasure in his wild hunger and the lust that fueled it. She reached back to stroke his exceptionally hard cock and play with his balls. She wanted to deepen that lust, to encourage him to find pleasure in cleaning another man's cum from inside her.

Shawn lifted her from his face and said, "Ride my cock, baby. Bounce on my fucking dick. I need to be inside you."

Sarah wasted no time sliding down her husband's chest and sitting on his cock. Her pussy was slick with another man's cum and the juices of her arousal and he filled her in an instant. She leaned down and her tongue mingled with his as she bounced her pussy on his cock just like he wanted.

"You taste good," Sarah said as the taste of Russ's cum danced on her tongue.

"Your pussy tastes good after he cums inside you," Shawn replied.

"Do you like my pussy better after someone else has fucked me, Shawn?" she asked. "Do you prefer my pussy after someone else's cock has filled me, stretched me, and cum inside me?"

Shawn nodded and grabbed her ass as he pushed his hips up to meet her downward thrusts. "Yes, Sarah, fuck, yes, I love fucking your messy pussy."

Sarah grabbed a handful of his hair, pulled it tightly, and kissed his neck. She unleashed a wild moan, took his earlobe between her teeth, and pulled just hard enough for him to wince as a wild kind of lust washed over her. "Does that mean I should find someone like Russ when this business trip is over, Shawn? Should I find a man with a nice big cock that will fuck my pussy and pump his cum inside me? Should I find a boyfriend I can fuck before bringing my messy pussy home to you?"

"Oh...fuck...Sarah..." Shawn cried out before cumming inside her. He grabbed her ass so hard it hurt a little, but that put a smile on Sarah's face because it meant he was having a damn good orgasm.

Sarah sat up, leaned back a little, and rubbed her clit while Shawn's orgasm played out. She watched the pleasure on her husband's face and it wasn't long before she too was cumming and doing so while thinking about the fact that two men had cum inside her that day and how fucking hot and naughty that was.

After her climax, Sarah collapsed onto her husband and he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. He kissed her neck and ran his fingers through her hair as a sense of exhaustion washed over her, almost certainly from a weekend of the most intense, thrilling sex of her life.

"Were you serious about finding a guy at home?" Shawn asked.

Sarah smiled. "I was, but only if it's something you want."

"I think it is," he said. "We can talk about it more when you get home, but I think I want that."

Sarah's smile brightened. It seemed that her sex life was going to remain exciting even after her dalliance with Russ, and that was a very good reason to smile.

The End.