Breaking the housewife : Ch7

“Go on Mikey.” Sandra pitched her voice up. Trying to sound like one of the sluts Mikey was used to. “Come give me all of that big beautiful cock!”

Sandra gave the boy her cutest wide eyes, she bit her lower lips. One hand gently stroking Mikey's gigantic shaft while her other hand groped her own body for Mikey's pleasure.

It was all just an act of course. Little tricks she'd picked up from her younger years to get a man to pay attention to her. In truth, even being this close to his cock took effort. She was mentally preparing herself to taste it again. That horrible, abrasive taste. She'd rather pour a glass of battery acid on her tongue than taste another drop of his cum, but if sucking his cock was the only way to teach him a lesson on boundaries and respect, then that’s what she had to do.

“You're sure you're ready for it?” Mikey asked.

“You think this is the only big dick I've even handled?” She flashed a smile and winked. “My husband's little baby pecker isn't the only cock to claim me.”

Jeff would have to forgive her for saying such mean things about him. She loved him dearly, but right now her focus needed to be on Mikey. This was the one chance she'd have to get through to him, she needed to take it. No matter what that meant she was forced to do.

“Get up on the bed slut.” Mikey's voice was a little intense considering they were just playing around. Then again, she was the one who'd been teasing him.

“What happened to keeping the sheets clean?” Sandra kept rubbing Mikey's cock, but didn't move.

“Forget about the sheets.” Mikey told her. “I need your slut mouth up by that window right now!”

Sandra didn't say anything. She stayed on her knees, staring up at Mikey. She'd forgotten just how much fun this was. Teasing boys, enticing them. Doing everything she could to make them want to take her home and pound her from behind with their huge cocks until they filled her womb with cum and left her a drooling mess…

But… but this was just pretend… that's why it was okay to tease him. She knew what she was doing, she had him right in the palm of her hands. By not doing what he wanted her to do, she only made him want her more.

If he wanted her up on the bed so he could put his cock down her throat, then there was only one option. The option her eyes had been screaming at him this whole time.

‘Make me’

This wasn't a trick that ever worked on her husband. He was too timid, too weak to take her. But Mikey…

“Get up on the bed. Now.” Mikey's stern voice commanded her. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her onto his bed. Taking charge of her like she'd been silently begging him to do.

“Yes Mikey.” Sandra moaned. Instantly complying with his commands now that he'd taken the first step.

Mikey stepped up onto his bed as he pulled her. Dragging her by the hair and pushing her against his window. She felt like a real slut, naked with her tits pressing into the window for anyone passing by to see, but she knew this was just a game. Sure, it was fun reliving her younger, wilder days, but that didn't make her a slut.

A true slut would have let Mikey pound her needy pussy and give it the hard fuck it'd been waiting a decades to receive. A true slut would have gotten wet as she watched people walk down the street. Only a head turn away from seeing her body degradingly shoved against the boy's window.

A true slut would find herself addicted to this feeling. The powerlessness she felt towards Mikey's cock. The deep, instinctual feeling inside her that craved the mental and physical domination form that freakishly huge and disgustingly tasting cock…

Sandra… Sandra didn't feel any of those feelings! Of course she didn't! She wasn't a slut. So therefore she didn't feel those things. So therefore she wasn't a slut.

It made perfect sense.

“Get that slutty mouth lubing up my cock.” Mikey still held her by her hair, pulling her mouth towards his hot sweaty flesh rod. “If you want to take it all, then you'll have to get the whole thing covered in your drool first.”

“Yes sir.” Sandra couldn't help but giggle as she said it. She'd never once called her husband ‘Sir’ in bed, or anything like that. He hadn't earned that from her.

She held Mikey's cock at the base and gathered all the saliva in her mouth. Staring into Mikey's eyes as she drooled all over the head of his cock. Letting her spit trickles down his shaft before she started pumping it. Spreading her drool all over his cock with expertise.

“Fuck you are an experience cock slut aren't you?” Mikey moaned as she began licking her way up his massive bulging rod. The abrasive taste much more manageable for her this time, now that she was ready for it.

“I suppose I might be…” Sandra played coy. Lapping up Mikey's cock while reminiscing about her younger years. It felt like a lifetime ago now, but the skills she'd learned came back to her with ease.

“Oh yeah?” Mikey picked up his cock and slapped it onto her face a few times. Degrading her in a way that would have made a true slut quiver. “Tell me more about these supposed ‘big’ cocks you're so very acquainted with.”

Mikry gave a sarcastic gesture for the word big, playing the whole thing up. Sandra took that as his way of letting her know this wasn't serious. That it was just a part of the game. She could have said anything and he'd be satisfied, but a part of her didn't want to do that. It wanted to tell him the truth.

Or, at least, something pretty close to the truth.

“There… there was this guy at a bar.” Sandra began her confession, but Mikey stopped her.

“Wait, one second.” He jumped off his bed towards his desk. Grabbing his phone and pointing at her as he positioned his cock back onto her face. “Okay, keep going now.”

“I was at the bar, with another guy.” Sandra continued her story. Blushing as all the details began coming back to her.

“Was this other guy your husband?” Mikey chuckled. Slapping her cheeks with his cock to remind her to get back to work.

“Mhssluurp He wasn't at the time…” Sandra admitted while slobbering on Mikey's raging hard on. “He was just a friend of a friend. We wouldn't get together for a few more weeks.”

“But you were out on a date?” Mikey asked.

“Just as friends!” Sandra clarified while working Mikey's cock. “We weren't serious yet.”

“Mhm hmm…” Mikey raised his eyebrows. “So who's cock did you end up with that night?”

“Me and Jeff had split off from our friends. They wanted to hit up a different bar, but Jefd wouldn't leave until he'd danced with me.” Sandra spat onto her hand. Rubbing it into Mikey's increasingly sloppy cock while telling her story.

“We hadn't even finished our first dance before he showed up.” Sandra pressed his cock against her face. Stroking it while it rubbed her cheeks. “An older man, maybe about the age Jeff is now, but he was so much more manly. So confident, so strong. Jeff had his hands on me but he never even hesitated asking to dance with me. He saw what he wanted, and he took it.”

“My kind of guy.” Mikey joked. “What was his name?”

Sandra was blushing even harder now. Of all the details in this story, she found this one especially embarrassing.

“I never learnt his name.” She admitted. “He just told me to call him, ‘sir’.”

“Haha fuck really? So you let this guy fuck you behind your hubbies back and never even found out the dudes name?” Mikey laughed. “Fuck that's such a slut move!”

It felt like he was degrading her, laughing at her and not with her… but Mikey was a good kid. And… and acting like a slut was a good thing in his mind! It wasn’t like he was saying it to get some reaction out of her. That kind of manipulation wasn't something you did unless you wanted to fuck the person you were doing it to. And Sandra was completely sure that Mikey didn't want to fuck an older girl like she was.

“Keep going slut, I want to hear more.” Mikey grinded his cock against her face. Still pointing the camera at her.

She tried not to let his words get to her when she knew he didn't mean it like she was taking it, but her body couldn't help quivering just a little the dirtier he started talking.

“He pulled me away from Jeff, into his strong arms.” Mikey was getting distracted. Making comments that made her feel weird things. She needed to be the one distracting him. Otherwise she'd never get this over with. She'd spend all night playing with Mikey's cock instead of tending to her husband on his birthday…

She… she definitely didn't want to do that. Which meant she'd have to up her game.

“His rough hands slid their way underneath my skirt before the end of the first dance.” Sandra moved closer to Mikey. She moved his cock between her breasts, pushing them together to create a soft warm hole for Mikey to fuck while she began sucking on the head of his cock like a lollipop. “Mhmffsluurp He forced his fingers knuckle deep inside me. Mhusluup His big hard cock pressing into me as he forced me to cum on the dance floor. Where everyone could see me.”

“Mhmmm fuuck… What did your husband say?” She was making Mikey feel really good now. He started pumping his cock into her tits, forcing her to slowly take more and more of his throat splitting cock into her mouth.

“He MuhHNughh… I told him the drinks were putting me off balance, and that's why my legs were shakey…” Sandra said between gulps of Mikey's cock. She was taking all of his head inside her now. Getting her jaw muscles ready to take the rest. “I thanked him for the fun night, but said I was feeling bad and had to go home…”

“Mhmmm I'm sure you were a bad girl.” Mikey moaned as she throated his slick cock. “Where did you actually go? Back to his place? Or yours?”

Again Sandra felt embarrassment flush over her face. She was embellishing this story a little, but still felt the need to mostly include the truth.

“His car actually…” Sandra couldn't even look him in the eyes. Instead sucking on his cock to distract herself from the embarrassment.

“Fuuck really?” Mikey's breathing was getting faster. “Like, right there in the parking lot?”

Sandra took his cock in her mouth, going deep enough to feel the head of his cock tickling her throat. She stayed like that and nodded affirmatively. Feeling his cock twitch as she admitted to the slutty act.

“Gwaahhh He pushed me into the back seat Gluuck Throwing my panties away and fucking me there. With the door open.” Sandra's breathing was struggling as she switched between deepthroating his cock and telling her story. Her eyes began to water and her face became covered in her drool.

“Then his wife called…” Sandra pushed even more of his cock inside her. Feeling her throat bulging as she gobbled up almost half of his gigantic cock. “I noticed the ring before… but didn't care… he answered and pushed my face into the seat… pounding my asscheeks raw while telling his wife how much he loved her…”

“You fucking cheating slut!” Mikey barked. The words made her burn inside, her body shaking. She knew what he meant, that she was helping another man cheat. Not that she was cheating. But it still made her feel wrong and dirty.

“Guhhnunghmm… by the time he was Gluuckk… done… we had an audience. “Sandra kept working his shaft as best she could. Precum dripping out of his head the harder she took him. Dribbiling into her mouth and over her face. “A crowd of guys watching him rail my cunt like an animal.”

“How big was he?” Mikey asked. Forcing his cock a little deeper into her throat.

Sandra drew Mikey's cock out of her throat like a sword from a sheath. She took his cock into her hands. Gripping on with one hand, just a bit past the midpoint, and slowly massaged the length above it.

“About thisss big!” Sandra told him. She couldn't exactly remember the man's size, but this was about right. “Almost half as big as you are… almost…”

“You must have thought he was huge… at the time…” Mikey chuckled. Grinning down at her.

“He was the biggest I'd ever taken… at the time…” Sandra raised her eyebrows. Taking Mikey's cock back into her throat.

“Mhmmm fuuckkk… So what about your hubby then? He went home and jerked off while this random guy dumped his load deep into your slut cunt?”

“Mhsslicck Not exactly.” Remembering that night was bringing up all sorts of feelings Sandra thought she'd grown past. She had forgotten how much fun teasing and flirting was. The more she said, the more she wanted to tell him. To say everything he wanted to hear from her.

“Go on.” She could hear the tension on his voice. How he was entranced by every word she said. Nothing felt more empowering to her, even as the direct exposure to Mikey's cock began to make her eyes and tongue burn.

“He… he saw us…” Saying the words made her emotions swirl. She almost couldn't believe she was actually telling Mikey this.

“Fuuck, wait. Oh my God. Say that again into the camera!” More precum oozed out of his cock as Sandra excited him. She took his cock out and slapped it on her face, a move she knew he loved by now, staring directly into this phones camera.

“My husband saw me get fucked doggy style in the back of some strange old man's car!” Sandra innocently smiled at the camera as she idly slapped Mikey's cock on her face. Her pussy throbbing and more sensitive than it had been in years. Her naked plump thighs soaked in her own filthy juices.

“Uunnghh and the cuck still married you?” She had Mikey wrapped around her fingers. Literally and figuratively.

“He didn't know it was me. He just thought I was some random slut the guy picked up in the bar.” Sandra giggled. Thinking hard about what a real slut would say next.

“Was he wrong?” Mikey laughed.

“Oh, stop it!” Sandra couldn't help but smile. Playfully rolling her eyes. “The loser even cheered sir on with the other guys… He wanted him to cum all over my face, but still clapped when sir filled my needy pussy with his seed!”

“God yes.” Mikey groaned. Putting his hand on the back of Sandra's head and forcing her down his cock. “He's such a fucking pathetic, limp dick beta cuck! Nughhhhh right slut?”

With Mikey's forcing her halfway down his cock, Sandra could only nod. Bobbing her head in his cock while looking into his camera.

“Nothings changed much has it?” Mikey said over the sounds of Sandra sloppily choking on Mikey's meat log. “Cuck's still jerking off alone while his girl worships some big cock.”

Mikey pulled on Sandra's hair as he furiously used her face as a cocksleeve. His voice had a hard edge to it, nothing but animalism impulse. A part of Sandra was scared she'd pushed him beyond breaking point, but another, quieter part, was dying to see what he did next.

“Look at that fucking bitch tugging his pencil dick with his pinkies.” Mikey pointed the camera at the window and Sandra could see him on the screen.

Her husband… in their bed… jerking off like some… some filthy teenager! She couldn't believe it! That was her bed too, and he was getting it all dirty by doing something that gross in it.

“Idiot probably thinks he's getting lucky tonight and is hoping to last longer.” Mikey slowed the pace of the face fucking as he watched her husband through the window.

Sandra almost felt bad for the man. Alone on his birthday. Jerking off in bed while she was here with Mikey. Who's joke insults towards her husband were only getting more graphic.

She almost felt bad. Mostly she was annoyed. She'd have to clean the sheets and put new ones on now. There was no way she'd sleep in the same bed he was jerking off in. That was just too dirty for a girl like her.

“OhhHh fuuck you're getting so close now!” Mikey's slower pace was allowing Sandra to take more of his cock down her throat. She could feel how it filled her. Feel its absence when her hair was pulled up, and then feel it pushing back down deep and filling her up all over again.

She only had a few more inches to go to prove her worth. To prove to Mikey she was just as cool as any other girl. That her age didn't make her any less fun than the girls he normally hung out with. She needed to prove to him she could do this, there was just one problem…

The more he forced down her throat, the worse it tasted. She'd already licked the top half of his cock clean, but deeper down it was still covered in sweat and grime. With her entire throat bulging from the intrusion of Mikey's massive cock, she couldn't just ask him to slow down. To give her the time to prepare herself. She just had to go for it.

“You're nothing like that loser husband.” Mikey was starting to fuck her face faster again. Both her and his cock were covered in the copious amount of drool that leaked out of her mouth. “You so fucking cool.”

Mikey’s cock was so deep inside her now that even as he thrusted in and out of her mouth, his cock never stopped filling her throat. She could feel his massive girth filling her up completely as Mikey ploughed her lips. Feel his cock throbbing inside her sloppy throat. It made Sandra feel strong. Like if she could tame this beast, she could take anything.

“You love sucking my big fat cock where your husband can see you.” Mikey wrapped her hair around his fist. Pulling down on it like it was a leash and Sandra his pet. “Isn’t that right? Slut.”

Mikey calling her a slut so much was making her head spin. She knew it was all a part of the act. Just pretend. Not real… But her pussy still ached. Still leaked all over her legs. Flooded Sandra’s head with dirty thoughts. Demanding, no, begging Sandra to find something. ANYTHING. To fill it up and scratch that itch she’d had for years now.

“Mfhtthhmm Humm!” Sandra moaned into Mikey’s cock. Enthusiastically nodding her head while looking into the camera.

“Fuck that’s right slut!” Mikey shoved Sandra’s head down one last time. Finally stuffing his complete, impossibly huge fuck stick all the way down her throat. “You love deepthroating this monster, but you won’t even look at your hubbies limp prick.”

Again Sandra enthusiastically nodded. As best as she could with a steel rod rammed down her esophagus. She did it! She proved to Mikey just how cool she was. Now she could finally… umm… What was she here for again?

Right! She needed to teach him about respect and boundaries!

“Fuuck I can’t believe you took it all.” Mikey’s breathing was uneven. She could tell from experience that he was right on the edge of cuming. Only a few pumps away from shooting his load directly into her stomach. “Put your hand up to your face.”

Mikey took one of her hands and made her hold it next to her cock holding mouth. Pointing it towards the camera as he snapped a few pictures to go with the video. It took her a moment to realise why he’d done it. She hadn’t taken her wedding ring off. She’d forgotten she was even still wearing the thing.

“You look so pretty with my cock in your mouth.” Mikey moaned. “Hang on, don’t move.”

Mikey twisted his body around, slowly turning his cock in her mouth. Letting Sandra taste every foul part of it. Letting her nose taking in every intoxicating repulsive scent. He kept moving around until he had flipped over. Bending at awkward angles to keep pointing the camera at her, Mikey wasn’t deterred.

His balls hung right in front of her eyes. The huge, wrinkled sagging balls that were currently producing the bucket loads of cum she knew Mikey was able to produce. The massive sperm factories working overtime and producing so much heat she could feel it from a distance.

“Go on and give them a squeeze slut.” Mikey commanded.

She thought that taking all his cock would mean the game was over, but Mikey was still clearly playing. Of course she wanted to go back to her husband… but… but she wasn’t a quitter!!!! If Mikey was still playing, then she was too!

She reached out and wrapped her hand around his balls. Gentle massaging and squeezing them. Feeling his cock leak down her throat as she made her teenage neighbour feel so good. Like a true slut would.

“Fuuck I bet you’ve never even touched your hubby’s balls have you?” Mikey lifted up his crotch. Gravity working to pull his balls down, crashing onto her face with force. She could feel them resting on her eyelids. His balls acting like a mask to hide her identity, or maybe to reveal her identity as a slut…

“Mhmnmm god I need to cum all over that pretty slut face. Right NOW!” Mikey flipped back over and slowly pulled his cock out of her mouth. Her tongue reaching out of her mouth to follow it as the final inch left her. “Stay just like that slut. Open wide and thank me for using your mouth.”

“Thank you sir.” Sandra moaned. Feeling lightheaded from the oxygen deprivation, or maybe from the cock deprivation. “Thank you so much for fucking my face like a toy! Jeff never uses me like that slut I am. He doesn’t deserve my mouth like you do!”

“Nughh fuuck yes slut!” Mikey groaned as he stroked his cock harder and faster. “Tell me how much you despise him. Beg for my cock to breed you!”

“He’s such a stupid, golf obsessed, loser cuck!” Sandra didn’t even know what she was saying. The words just endlessly flowed out of her. “I want your freakish cock to fill my needy cunt up and breed me like my husband never could!!!”

“GODD FUuUUCK YESS”

Mikey came for the second time today, even more powerfully than the last. Gigantic, gooey thick cum sprayed over her face. Splattering every inch of her skin, giving her a complete and even facial across her skin. But Mikey didn’t stop there, after she had a smooth coating of cum, he took aim at her open mouth. Covering her tongue with the warm vile sticky substance and pumping more into her mouth. The thick viscous sperm filled cum pooling in her mouth. Billions, maybe trillions of his swimmers filling her mouth. Trying their best to impregnate it.

Only when the last drop of potent cum oozed out of Mikey’s cock and onto her tongue was she allowed to swallow. Mikey recording her close her mouth and gulp down every speck of cum until her mouth was completely clean. Despite the awful taste, Sandra swallowed it all with a smile. Choking down the lump in her throat and suppressing her body's shivering.

“Fuck… I was so wrong about you.” Mikey exhaled deep breaths. “You’re by far the coolest girl I know.”

Sandra smiled back at him. Still trying to keep his cum down, she didn’t feel confident enough in speaking without bringing it all back up.

“Why don’t you give the other birthday boy a kiss?” Mikey gestured at Jeff in the window. “Plant those lips on that window.”

Sandra looked out the window at her husband. He was still jerking off. Watching some filthy smut on his phone no doubt. The perversion of it sickened her.

“In fact…” A cruel smile formed on Mikey’s face.

“Why don’t we give him a call?”