The Scavenger Pt. 04

tagGroup SexThe Scavenger Pt. 04

Shawn was fucking me in the ass again. It had become our new normal since I'd started sending him on fuck dates that I set up for him. Things were spiraling out of control, and I knew it even then. I chose to do nothing because I wasn't sure what I would even do to stop myself. I don't know if there was anything that could have stopped me. I had gotten a taste of what I wanted, and all I wanted was more!
I stuck my ass out for my husband, letting him use me the way he wanted to. I was so horny that I welcomed all of his attention and brutality. Shawn knew that I liked it rough and that I was damaged inside. He loved me anyway, and I knew that he understood that I needed him to fuck me as hard as he possibly could each and every time that he fucked me.
I was heaving with each thrust of his cock, his hands firmly gripping my ass cheeks with precision. He knew his way around pussy, and he was showing me with every stroke of his perfect fucking dick. I screamed as my pussy tightened, my body shaking from top to bottom with a release that left me drained of all my energy. He was still fucking me, holding up my limp body by pulling me back by my arms until he had the kind of angle inside of my pussy that led me to explode all over again. I was cumming harder than I had ever cum in my entire life. I couldn't believe the intensity of my pleasure. It was so insane, it almost felt like pain, but the suffering made way for a release, and then I was screaming again. I was holding on, but the pleasure was too much. My whole body began to shake violently and out of my control.
I growled like an animal as I fought against the inevitable orgasm. Shawn was absolutely pounding me with his big, fat cock. I couldn't hold him back any longer. He pressed into the depths of me, and I screamed again as his big dick hit me a little too deep. I tried to say something but I couldn't. I was stuck inside my own head. I opened my mouth to scream, and nothing came out.
Shawn was battering my ass, shredding it with his dick, and the pain was searing through my consciousness like a hot knife through butter. He sunk into me as I screamed, unable to verbalize what the problem was. Shawn looked down at me, and then he paused.
"Are you okay?"
"No. Let me up."
"Okay, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take it too far."
"It's not your fault. I needed lube, but I couldn't manage to say any actual words…" I trailed off, looking around for my robe. "I need a few minutes. I'll be back. Be ready for me."
"Does this mean no more anal?" he called, but I ignored him. I needed a break from Shawn for a moment. He had changed since I started sending him out to fuck other women. He had gotten more confidence or something, and while it made him even more attractive to me, it also made me worry. I didn't want him running off with one of them and leaving me behind. For the first time since this had started, I started to worry. What if I'm setting myself up?
"Shut up! The kids will hear you!" I screamed at Shawn and then realized the kids had probably heard me screaming too.
I went to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. I was so fucking horny, and I couldn't wait to get back upstairs and fuck the shit out of my husband. The only thing was that I was feeling a bit guilty. I had been lying to Shawn about the videos I was making of him sleeping with the women I set him up with. I had been watching them during every spare second I had. I had put them in a Google Drive folder that I could access from anywhere, and let's just say my phone had been running out of batteries constantly since I had
I had an extraordinary anniversary plan for Shawn. Still, it was starting to dawn on me that this wasn't really what Shawn wanted for our anniversary. It was what I wanted for our anniversary. There was a chance that Shawn regretted sleeping with other women. He had expressed his worry about fucking other women on many occasions, but I had chosen to ignore it.
I made my way back upstairs and made sure to watch a bit of the video where Shawn had fucked Lorna Smith on my way back to our bedroom. By the time I arrived, Shawn was sitting on the bed with his cock out, stroking it as he waited for me to return.
"I have something for you," he told me. I locked our bedroom door, dropped my robe to the floor, and climbed up on top of his cock. I lowered my pussy down onto his dick slowly and carefully. I could feel his head pushing into me, opening me up inside. My pussy had been aching for this moment, and I knew that Shawn was still the right man for me. He had been so cooperative and hadn't put up much of a fight when I had set up fuck dates for him. I worried that I might be pushing him too far, but as his cock got even bigger inside of me, I could feel the full breadth of his desire for me. He wanted to please me, and I was still in control. He had given me power, and he was doing this for me, not for himself.
I tried my best to convince myself as I rode him, working his cock with the kind of love that only a wife can deliver. I loved Shawn with all of my heart. It's just that something was missing from our marriage, something that I couldn't put my finger on. I longed to fuck other women, but not in the ordinary, traditional, girl-girl sense that everyone is accustomed to. I wanted to be Shawn. I wanted to fuck each and every one of the women I had picked out for him as if I was him. I guess you could say I wished that I was a man sometimes to have a real dick to fuck these women with. I wanted to know what it felt like to be a man fucking them senseless. I wanted to see the look in their eyes as my cock sunk into their pussies. I wanted them to know it was me that was making them cum.
I knew this was weird, but it made me cum hard. I held onto Shawn, bouncing on his cock as I imagined what it would feel like to make Lorna Smith cum, or maybe even Leanna, the dance teacher. I imagined what it would feel like to fuck them, their bodies writhing underneath mine. I let go, my head falling back and my mouth gaping open as I screamed. Shawn's strong arms were still moving me up and down on his cock, and I crumbled inside, falling to pieces as I cried. My orgasm took me down, pulling my body in a million different directions of pleasure. I felt myself getting pulled apart at the atomic level, and I let it happen. I let myself disintegrate into a pile of nothing. That was all that was left of me as I clung limply to Shawn.
"You okay?" he asked me, looking down on me to make sure. I was slumped over to the side, my head rolling away from him. "That looks uncomfortable."
"I' m…that was crazy…" I couldn't seem to string a sentence together. Shawn lovingly moved my body towards my side of the bed. He deposited me on my side, facing the bathroom before he cuddled up behind me. He wrapped an arm around me. "Our sex has been so good lately. You sending me out on fuck missions has really changed things up."
"Yeah," I agreed, too weak to say more.
"Thank you, Rachel. You really do know what's best for me. I'm going to listen to you more often. You really are an amazing wife. You know that?" His words washed over me, and I knew that I should say something about what was really going on in my head, but Shawn was so happy that I didn't want to burst his bubble. It wasn't long until Halloween now. The biggest surprise was yet to come. I just hadn't banked on the way all of this was going to make me feel. I was starting to understand that there was a lot more to my fantasy that just watching Shawn fuck other women.
"Just wait until tomorrow," I warned him, knowing I had another surprise in store.
"What's tomorrow?" he asked.
"Another pussy," I told him.
"You're too good to me." Shawn buried his face in my neck and kissed me gently.
"Good night, baby. I love you," I told him.
"Good night, Rachel. I love you too."
I closed my eyes. I was too tired to think about it anymore.
*
Kelsey Butler was definitely the most attractive woman on the list I had compiled of all the women that I wanted Shawn to fuck. She had been the easiest to convince to fuck him, which led me to believe that she had always wanted to fuck Shawn. Kelsey was soft-spoken and not the kind of girl I thought would be a good lay for Shawn, but she would definitely check off a few items on my fuck-it list. First of all, Kelsey was quite tall. She was over six-feet tall, and she had long, dark hair that cascaded in natural waves down her back. She had a dark, olive complexion, and to be completely honest, I had no idea what her ethnicity was. She was the kind of woman that could have been many things, and she didn't often talk about herself.
Kelsey was soft-spoken, demure, and everything that a woman should be. Men flocked to her, and she probably spent most of her time turning them away. Of course, she could never turn everyone away. Too many people were interested in her. Kelsey had big eyes that were so dark that you couldn't tell her iris from her pupil. She had high cheekbones that protruded angularly from each cheek, giving her the appearance of a supermodel.
Her body was quite voluptuous, and I noticed that she had extremely full breasts and a large hip-to-waist ratio. She wore full makeup every time she left the house, and she wasn't the type of girl to be caught wearing jeans. She wore everything else, but I had never seen her wearing a pair of jeans.
Kelsey had agreed to come to our house that day for a romp with Shawn, but I would have to get Shawn to stay home from work. I put a cup of coffee and his breakfast on the nightstand next to his bed and then waited patiently for his alarm to go off so he would wake up.
"Good morning, honey," I said as he scrambled to turn the alarm buzzer off.
"Good morning." He looked at me with confusion. He wasn't used to me standing over him as he woke up.
"You need to call in sick to work today," I informed him.
"What? Why, Rachel?" Shawn already looked annoyed, and I felt terrible for a moment until I realized that this was what Shawn wanted.
"I have a new woman in mind for you. She's coming over here today. If you don't fuck her, I will…" I let my words sink into his sleepy brain.
"Who?"
"Here," I handed Shawn the letter I had written the day before. I already had cameras set up in our bedroom from the last time Shawn had fucked someone in our house. I was more than ready for this to happen, and I pictured how sexy Kelsey was going to look once she was naked and getting pounded by my husband's cock. I was already horny, my pussy twitching with excitement.
I went downstairs to find my children, Peter and Stacy, sitting next to each other in front of the TV with bowls of cereal cradled in their hands.
"You two need to hurry and get ready!" I called to them.
"We are ready!" Stacy called back.
"You just can't tell because Stacy's shirt looks like pajamas," Peter laughed, and I took note of Stacy's shirt. It did look a bit like pajamas. It was a light pink thermal shirt with the signature waffle pattern.
"It's an undershirt!" she screamed at Peter.
"Then wear something over it!" he retorted.
"Everyone needs to grab their stuff and get out the door!" I tried my best to sound like a worried mom who needed to ensure her kids got to school on time, instead of what I really was. I was a horny fiend, trying to get my kids the fuck out of there before Kelsey arrived. I had told her nine-o-clock, and it was only eight, but I had so much more to do before she came that I was starting to panic.
"Fine!" Peter said as he drank the rest of his cereal milk straight from the side of the bowl, while Stacy marched hers to the sink and poured it down the drain before adding it to the dishwasher. I watched as she waited with her hand out for Peter to hand her his bowl so she could rinse it and put it in the dishwasher as well.
"Bye, Mom!" Stacy called to me as she strapped her backpack onto her back and grabbed her lunch.
"Bye, Mom!" Peter added as he grabbed his backpack and lunch and followed Stacy.
"Bye, kids! Have a good day at school!" I called, trying to be nonchalant until the door had finally closed. As soon as my kids were out of sight, I sprang into action, ensuring all the cameras were in place as Shawn took his shower. I really hoped he had called in sick the way I had told him to.
Everything was in place. I made sure my laptop, headphones, and vibrator were carefully packed in my work satchel that I rarely used. Shawn was in the shower, and I still wasn't sure if he had called in sick. I took my bag downstairs to the den and placed it near the day bed I had bought for guests.
I busied myself straightening up the house so that Kelsey wouldn't think we were complete pigs. Shawn eventually came down the stairs with his used breakfast dishes wearing only a towel. He looked so masculine, and it made me want to suck his cock and fuck him right then and there. I was so lucky to have a husband as hot as he was. I couldn't believe how lucky I was!
"Good morning, sexy!" I called to him.
"Rachel, are you sure you want me sleeping with Kelsey Butler? I remember how you used to get jealous of her." Shawn looked so serious that I almost wanted to play along and make him worry, except Kelsey was on her way, and she could arrive at any minute.
The doorbell rang.
"Excuse me," I ignored Shawn's question. It couldn't be her. It was too early. I opened the door and saw Tony, the guy who had come to install the dragon the day before. Shawn had ducked into the den since he was only wearing a towel.
"Hi, Rachel! I'm Tony; we met yesterday in your backyard when I was putting in the dragon. I think I left my staple gun back there somewhere. Would you mind if I take a look?" Tony's dark hair was styled with gel, and he was smiling widely at me the way men do when they have a crush on you. I brushed it off.
"Sure, you can take a look. Come on in." I led him to the backyard so he could go check.
"Thank you, Rachel! I appreciate it. Can I leave this here? I don't want to forget it." Tony placed a camera bag on the kitchen table.
"Sure, of course," I told him as I glanced at the clock. Kelsey would be here any minute, and I wanted to be ready for her.
"What was that about?" Shawn asked, and I thought I detected a note of jealousy in his voice. Of course, he had no right to be jealous after all the other women I had allowed him to fuck.
"Tony forgot his staple gun back there."
"That dragon head he did looks so good! The haunt is going to be so successful this year!" Shawn was genuinely impressed with Tony's dragon head entrance.
"It really is going to be the best we've ever done. It'll be our best anniversary yet!" I agreed. Shawn pulled me to him and kissed me deeply and passionately.
"You are the best wife a man could ever dream of. I love you so much, Rachel. Don't you ever forget that. No matter how many women you make me fuck, you will always be my number one."
"I hope so," I told him. "You are always my number one. My only one," I added for good measure, and we kissed again. We were entirely making out when the doorbell rang. This time I was sure that it was Kelsey. "Go get the door. I'll be lurking."
"Yes, ma'am," Shawn said and headed off to answer the door while I slunk into the den where I had stashed my computer and my vibrator. The den was a catch-all sort of bedroom that served as an office, a spare room for guests, and some storage for overflow items that we didn't know what else to do with.
I could hear Kelsey's whispery voice and then Shawn's, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. Shawn was right. I was a bit jealous of Kelsey, but what woman wouldn't be? She looked like a supermodel with long legs and smooth, dark skin. She was the kind of woman that every woman wished she could be. Of course, I was just a regular woman. I would never look like a model, and Shawn would probably only get to fuck Kelsey this one time. I tried to push the jealousy away and focus on the turn-on.
I opened my laptop and connected it to my cameras. I had seven cameras set up all over the master bedroom. There was even one in the shower, just in case they ended up in there. I had thought of all the possibilities…or so I thought. The cameras sprung to life on my screen, and I could see that things were moving a bit more slowly than I had anticipated. Kelsey was still wearing her tight, black dress, and Shawn was still wearing his towel. I couldn't make out their conversation, but it sounded fucking boring.
I decided to take out my vibrator to clean it. I left the den and headed to the attached bathroom, where I grabbed a washcloth and began to clean my vibrator. I tried my best to listen for the sex to happen, but the water was a bit loud, and I wasn't paying attention by the time I dried my vibrator off with a plush towel. I headed back into the bedroom and was shocked by what I saw.
"Tony?" I gasped. I had forgotten all about Tony. He had his camera bag in one hand and his dick in the other. He was watching Kelsey and Shawn, who were now getting to the sex.
"Oh, my God!" Tony jumped, startled by my entrance. He tucked his dick back into his shorts as fast as he could. "I'm so sorry! I just heard the sounds of people fucking, and I followed them to your computer. It was so…so hot. Please forgive me!"
"It's okay, Tony. I understand. I like watching them fuck too.
"I knew you two were swingers!" Tony pointed at me.
"Really? How did you know?" I asked, not really sure I wanted to hear the answer. Tony did say something, but by the time he said it, I was no longer listening. Shawn was now fucking Kelsey from behind. He had her black hair gathered in one hand as his cock stabbed her from behind. She was on all fours, her full breasts hanging down in such a way that proved that they were real. She was so sexy as her eyes rolled back into her head, and Shawn made her cum for the first time of the morning.
"Take that, you little slut!" Shawn screamed, and I stifled a giggle. Kelsey wasn't really a slut. That much, I knew from speaking with her so many times. She knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to go for it, but it turns out she didn't want too many men. In fact, she told me she was more interested in women. I wondered how she felt now with Shawn's cock shoved deep in her cunt as he pulled her hair nice and hard.
"Fuck! Fuck!" she screamed, and I could feel my pussy getting wet. I had somehow forgotten that Tony existed. He was still next to me, watching my video feed on my computer, but my mind was so lost in the moment that I couldn't even feel his presence until his hand touched my hip. It slid down to my butt, where he gave it a quick squeeze.
"Tony!" I gasped. "What are you doing?"
"What I should have done the first day I met you!" Before I could protest, Tony had pulled me into his arms, and he kissed me deeply. It happened so quickly that I couldn't have stopped it, but I realized I didn't want him to stop by the time he was through.
"Tony!" I gasped again, but this time with passion instead of disdain.
"Rachel!" Tony moaned as he pressed his hard cock against me, kissing me again. The sounds of Shawn fucking Kelsey continued in the background as I grabbed Tony's cock through his shorts and attempted to pull it out so I could get a better look at it. His tanned skin was such a contrast to Shawn's that it aroused me even further. I pulled Tony's cock from his pants. I dropped to my knees, ready to show Tony just how horny I was.
"I love watching my husband fuck other women. I wish I had a camera so I could record us for him to watch," I told Tony honestly. I wrapped my mouth around his dick and began to suck. The sounds of Kelsey screaming filled the room, and Tony's cock responded to her orgasm by getting even harder. I was afraid that he might cum, and I realized I wasn't ready for that yet. I wanted Tony to fuck me. I was so fucking horny, and his cock was so much bigger than Shawn's. Surely, Shawn would understand if I wanted to bounce on a willing cock that happened to be right there in my time of need.

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