Dilf and the Pool: the End

Jack has been working diligently on his project for weeks now, and it's almost finished and ready to go out in the market. He has been receiving praise from his coworkers, although he has felt a weird aura lately.

They secretively laugh and, sometimes, people disappear for an hour and come back as if nothing happened. He's not a snitch, so he just keeps doing his job, but it's strange.

He is staying late today to put the finishing touches on his design. Before leaving the office, he texts his wife:

"I'm coming home."

"I'm away from home."

"Where?"

She isn't answering so he drives home. Assuredly, the house is deserted.

"With May and the girls." she finally answers.

"Ok. I was hoping to celebrate with you :("

To this, she calls.

"Hey, honey *gluc, gluc*."

"Hi... What's that sound?"

"We're having ice cream!" Jack can hear May in the distance.

"Oh, so you're cheating on your diet!" he jokes.

Four laughs are heard.

"Who's that?"

"Oh, yeah. Will is here too *slurp*."

"Say hi to him on my behalf."

Will picks up the phone.

"Hey, king *moan*."

"Will?"

"Sorry, bud. The ice cream, it's... freezing. It fell on me."

More laughs.

Jack is becoming uncomfortable.

"Look, I have to leave, just tell Ash I'll be waiting with some wine."

"Good girl..."

"What??"

There's some struggling, and wet noises begin.

"Wait a second, honey!" Ashley exclaims.

"Yes?"

Grunts and coughs, and then, every noise is muffled.

"Ashley? What the fuck?" Jack is confused and hangs up.

She arrives home an hour later. She's in a great mood, and kisses Jack in the lips.

"You taste strange." Jack offers her a full glass of wine.

"Really? You complain about kisses too?" Ashley acts offended.

"I'm sorry, shouldn't have said that... What were those weird noises on the phone?"

"May pushed me against the sorbet, that witch. Why?"

"I don't know, it sounded weird."

"Like what??"

Jack stays silent for a moment, thinking.

"Nothing, sorry for being pushy."

"There's a way you can make up for ruining the mood of your celebration date..."

"Is there?" Jack answers, catching her flirty tone.

She nods, takes a big sip of the wine and walks upstairs. Jack follows, excited, seeing her take her clothes off while walking through the corridor. That bubble butt never gets old, he thinks.

"Naked, on the bed." Ashley demands, and he obeys.

She grabs something from her bag and handcuffs her hubby.

"Why did you have that... MHH!" she just used a ball gag on him.

"Shhh, shhh... It's okay, honey. Just let me take charge. I know how you like that." she caresses his cheek, and he nods.

"Good boy! Now, I know you haven't forgotten about the thing that I bought, right?"

She walks to her nightstand and takes out a pink rubber cock.

It's long and thick, mostly the head, and she caresses it's shaft, giving it teasing licks as she stares at her hubby who, surprised, struggles against the handcuffs.

"Oh, come on. We talked about it before! And you seemed interested, right? Do you think I'd hurt you..." Ashley sits next to him and caresses his bum.

"Of course not, I'll prepare you slowly," she spits on her hand "and make you cum sooo good."

She rubs her spit on her husband's butt hole.

He shivers and relaxes a bit, since he trusts her and, most of all, she looks sexier than ever, staring at him with those confident eyes, while he's tied and defenseless.

"That's it, good boy!"

She takes the harness and a bottle of lube, smearing some on her hand, and inserting a finger in his ass, slowly making circles around, until she finds that special place, then she gets another finger and rubs it good.

"Mhhh!" Jack is screaming of pleasure against the gag, drool falling through his cheek.

"You look so cute like this! All powerless and submissive. As you always should, right, baby?" she reaches his face and licks the gag slowly.

Jack gets frustrated with the gag, but it only adds to his arousal. He remembers a conversation they had last week:

"I think me being the dominant one works better for us, right?" she said as she panted.

Jack got his head out of her naked thighs to say: "You're so sexy when you take charge..."

"I'll take that as a yes, now keep eating me, slut!"

He got worried that he wasn't dominant enough, and that's why she slowly stopped trying that dynamic.

When he told her about it, she said he was 'okay' at it, which didn't help, but the moment she rode him while choking him made his worries disappear.

His girlfriend is the commanding one in bed, so what? Many would kill to have her, and he's married to this goddess. And the goddess, right now, is pushing a fourth finger in, massaging his balls with her thumb while fucking his ass like a pro.

"Where did you learn this?" he'd ask if he could.

She pushes her fingertips deeper and he comes in his belly.

"Oooh, my toy couldn't hold it in anymore? But you came so fast!" she fake pouts.

"I think I don't really care if you're spent. I want my fun but, first, you're eating me out."

She ungags him and immediately sits on his face, with her phone in hand.

"I just thought... uff... that maybe... you wouldn't mind me filming us, right?"

He can't really talk with a mouth full of pussy, nor nod with both her thighs at each side of his head.

"That's what I thought. Now flick that bean, you're so good with your mouth!" she starts filming the facesitting.

She grabs his hair and rocks her hips over his mouth, reaching a savage orgasm.

"My god," she dries the sweat off her forehead and reaches for the AC remote "look at what you can do with five minutes in my pussy!"

Jack dries his face with his hand.

"You won't show that to anyone, right?"

She stares at him and says: "Of course not, silly. Who would I show this to?"

"Well, I heard you talking about sex with May."

"Bah, I wasn't talking about you."

"Then, who were you talking about!?"

"You know I've had sex with other people beside you, right? I've told you about big dick Harry, gym bro Steve..." she counts with her fingers, clearly trying to annoy him.

"That's so disrespectful!"

"What's disrespectful is snooping on other people's conversations! Now, do you want me to continue or do we stop!?"

Jack gets quiet.

"I didn't hear you!"

"Please, continue..."

"That's fucking right. You can't stop messing up, right? Ever since we moved..."

She grabs the dildo angrily and shoves it in his mouth, forgetting all delicacy.

"Mhh!" Jack is forced to slurp on the big, pink, latex toy.

"That's right. Lube it up, boy. It's getting inside you either way!"

"Be delicate, love..." Harry asks before she gags him again.

She puts on the harness and lubes the dildo, then inserts the tip in.

Jack's legs shiver, and she holds them in the air.

"That's right. That's what you do. *thrust* You let others do your job! *thrust*"

Jack moans in disagreement.

Ashley smiles demonically and thrusts deeper and faster.

"How is she this good? Has she done this before? I would have known, right?" Jack thinks.

"Mhh. You wish you were dominant, you wish you could push me down and get your way with me, but you don't want to hurt me, right?" she mockingly pouts.

The mistress angles herself to work his prostate, and very quickly forces another ejaculation out of him. She breathes a few times, takes the harness off and throws it on the floor.

"Well, you got to enjoy yourself, huh? Now it's my turn again."

She, once more, takes something out of her nightstand. This time, it is another dildo, a flesh colored one. It is very similar to the strap, with a darker pink glans, and it has a hole at the base.

"I want to feel good too, filled all the way with cock. And, since you can't provide that for me..."

This time Jack is really hurt.

"Shhh, you'll feel good too."

She puts the cock over his, it feels strange, like a heavier condom.

"You have to get hard or it will flop, Jack."

She hits her chin repeatedly, thinking.

"Got it."

Ashley grabs her vibrator from its box and puts it on Jack's balls. She turns it on and slowly makes the intensity higher, joyfully seeing the cock sleeve get higher in the air.

"It's like I'm inflating it!" she laughs.

Jack used to love her cute laugh, but now he is humiliated and furious. He refrains from struggling, knowing she'll just get upset, and lets her do whatever.

Ashley straddles her tied up husband, holds the big dick in her small hands, which makes it look humongous, and slowly sits on it, biting her lower lip with ecstasy.

"Mhh, this is what I want!"

Jack is surprised she can take it in so easily. She rocks her hips back and forth, and in circles. Jack somewhat feels her wife's pussy stretching his cock through the sheath, and starts accompanying his fast breathing to hers.

"The perfect cock, the cock I dream of!"

She touches her clit and bangs him like she used to, then squirts all over his body with a loud orgasm. She quickly falls on his body and calms down.

She removes his gag and says: "You came a third time, right? I felt it pulsing through the sleeve."

He snaps.

"I didn't consent to any of this. This is fucked up!"

"What?"

"Really? What??"

"Oh, please! You always loved me taking the initiative, and it's the first time ever you were able to cum three times in a row, with your pathetic stamina..."

Ashley realizes she has gone too far, even with her new liberated mindset, she still cares about her husband.

"Sorry, I..."

Jack holds his hand in the air to shut her up and starts gathering his stuff.

Jack hasn't come back to sleep, and Ashley is anxious, she's barely slept. She's had fewer guilty moments these last weeks, she's done a good job on focusing at work and her next sex date, so she wouldn't think about what she's doing to her marriage.

Being slapped in the face with consequences has got her shocked-up, and she's desperate to talk to Jack.

"He won't pick up the phone." Ashley texts May.

"Wait." her boss answers.

A new group chat pops up, it's May and Will.

"He's with me." Will writes "Poor Jackie knows noone in this new city. If only he knew his wife fucked him with a mold of the dick she's been worshiping. Cheating whore."

Ashley rushes texts: "Please tell him to come home. What has he told you?"

"Everything, kitty. He's very open with me, not as much as his wife, but..."

Ashley rushes to Will's house and rings nonstop, until a shirtless Will opens. She pushes him aside and calls for Jack.

"He went to get us some coffee. I'm so privileged, I have a sex slave, and her hubby as my butler."

"Fuck you!"

His semblance darkens, he slowly closes the front door and walks towards her.

"You're either incredibly resilient or too stupid to remember who you're talking to." Will holds her by the hair and takes her upstairs. Her struggling only hurts, so she follows him, asking him to stop.

He throws her to his bed, which she hadn't seen before. It's huge, tidy and comfortable. He stands above her, menacingly. Her heartbeat is rapid, the adrenaline rush has made her forget what's got her so worked up, and her first reaction is opening her legs for her daddy.

"Good girl, you just love being manhandled, don't you?" Will takes her pants off and touches her through her white panties. "Moist bitch, waiting for your master to fill you up." he slaps her crotch, and she moans loudly.

Someone knocks on the door, and a polite Jack says: "Will, is everything okay?"

Ashley goes pale, and a nonchalant Will answers: "Yes, bud. I have a friend over."

"Oh, sorry. I'll leave the coffee in the kitchen."

Silence. Will smiles at his sex toy and takes her panties off. He also takes his pants off, and orders her to get to work.

"Jack is here!" she whispers.

"So?" he's expecting her to do it, simple as that.

After a moment of deliberation, she gulps and crawls toward him, at the edge of the bed. She reaches out to his bulge. Her hand trembles, probably afraid of being caught, but she imagines Jack sitting on the couch, clueless. Or maybe he's in the next room, cock in hand, waiting for the show to start. Isn't that what he's been doing? Then, she'll give him a show.

She pounces on his perfect dick, she works the shaft through his sexy C's. Her tongue moves by itself, playing with the base, then moving up. Veins, frenulum, glans, she takes time to explore and admire his sexy monster cock.

"Can I play with myself, daddy?" she whispers.

"I can't hear you." Will smirks.

Ashley looks at the door nervously.

"Please, daddy, let me touch my needy pussy!" she begs louder, changing her voice to a higher-voice one, just in case.

He nods, and she quickly fingers her mounds, pushing her lips together, caressing her sensitive clit. She bits her lips and looks up, for which Will lowers his underwear, slowly, indulging in the sight of a woman anxious to devour his cock, while her husband is next door, hurting for his wife's actions while taking refuge in his enemy's house.

Will is really enjoying this, and when his member fully unravels, Ashley starts facefucking herself on it.

She looks up and smiles, taking every spit and insult she receives with a smile.

"Fuck, it's incomparable." she exclaims, then goes back to burying it deep in her throat. "The taste, the length, girth. It's just perfect!" she kisses the tip with reverence and moves down to worship his big balls.

"Fuuuck yeah. Suck on those sweaty balls. Polish your owner's testicles!"

She puts her soul into it, burying her face on them, sniffing, slurping and sucking on them until her hair is creamy with precum. It falls to her face and she licks up as much of it as she can.

Will rubs her dirty face, making a bigger mess out of it.

"There, that's the slutty face I want to see as I pound my meat into you."

Ashley gets on fours, arching her back and grinding her cunt into his erection.

"You teasing broad. You're gonna regret taunting me!" Will thrusts half of it in raw, she yells, but he reaches and puts his hands on her mouth, using it as leverage to hammer himself further on her pink hole.

She drools on his hands, and he changes to choking.

"You like my backshots?" Ashley tries to say something, but only grunts come out.

"Do you want me to invite Jack in?" he whispers, as her cries become louder. "Maybe I should show him the video." she barely reacts, so he lets go of her throat, and she breathes and coughs.

"What... video? MHH!" Will doesn't stop fucking, and she has a hard time talking.

Will points at the corner of the room: "Say hi to the camera!" he waves as he pulls her hair with his other hand and ravages her honeypot.

She tries to sink her face in the mattress, but he pulls her hair harder and laughs.

"Pleeeease... no! Don't... show him!"

He gives her a last thrust, and she falls on the bed, legs shaking like an earthquake.

"Worn out already? Pathetic." Will lays on the bed, sits her on top of him, reverse cowgirl.

"If you don't want him to see, you better put my pisser inside you, right now."

Whole body trembling, she seizes his manhood and inserts it slowly, then she starts rocking her hips.

"Do you want me to fall asleep? Faster!"

He doesn't give Ashley time, puts her in a full nelson, squeezing her armpits and neck in a humiliating position, and fucks roughly.

Her wails are definitely reaching her husbands ears, and the worst part is that she's enjoying it. The incredibly wet noises they're making are proof of it.

Her legs are trembling, her mind is blank. The only thing she can do is tightening her pussy around her master's length, as he taught her.

"Apologize to your husband for being a cheating whore." he whispers on her ear, licking it right after.

"Mhhh, I'm so sorry!" she shouts with her high-pitched voice.

"Beg me to impregnate you!"

"Please, please give me your babies, daddy!"

They reach a joint orgasm, and he fills her with his cream. The feeling of each new load gives her a shiver.

He embraces her, making sure his semen reaches her womb without a hurry.

Their sweaty bodies warm each other, Ashley feels his strong pecs and abs moving with his respiration. He lifts her chin with his fingers:

"Now, this is what we're going to do.""

It's been a month, and the couple made up, when Ashley promised that they'd talk and agree on things together. Jack's birthday, and Ashley has woken him up with a very slobbery blowjob.

"Fuck! Ash..."

"Hmm?" she says with her mouth full.

"What does this mean? Is it my birthday gift?" she takes it out of her mouth with a plop.

"Nope. Actually, this is your gift." she throws him an empty strip of pills.

"W-what. Is this your birth control?" she smiles charmingly.

"Well... Do you want to?"

Jack laughs, excited: "Yes, honey. Yes!" He hugs her and they both laugh, soon turning into a fuckfest.

Jack's informed that they're throwing him a party for his birthday. It's at Will's. Luckily, it's still warm for the pool.

The party goes nice, people still wear skimpy swimsuits but, this time, Ashley is wearing a sexy, black bikini too. She's accompanied by a sexy milf May, with her revealing red swimsuit, small for her big breasts and butt.

"Wow. Where did you get that bikini?" Jack asks her when she leaves the bathroom.

"I bought it with May." she blushes.

"You look great! Just make sure to slap any creepy guy, okay?"

"You included?" May jokes, and they laugh.

At some point, a bunch of people come down to the arcade basement to check it out, and it turns into a competition of games, with some money on the line.

At the same time, Ashley is entering Will's room.

"Hey, sexy. I've been waiting for a bit. Like the bikini I got you? Will closes the door, imprisoning her between the door and his naked body.

Ashley blushes: "May I grab it, sir?"

"Right to business! You may, whore." Ashley smiles, kneels and starts jerking it, slowly at first, indulging in the strong aroma.

She doesn't need to ask again, he thrusts it in her mouth. She opens her lips for it, and sloppily sucks the head, licking around it and teasing the urethra.

"It's so tasty, sir!"

"I know you like it unwashed, disgusting freak." He facefucks her against the closet.

Someone is walking upstairs, and Will slows down and liberates her throat, the slurping sounds becoming quieter.

"Ash?" Jack's voice can be heard. Ashley looks up at Will, begging him with her eyes, but he smirks and keeps slowly fucking her mouth.

Jack hears a sound and slowly opens the door, afraid there's going to be someone changing. "Hi?" There's noone there.

Inside the big closet, Will is embracing Ashley from behind, with his hand over her mouth, and is teasing her pussy with his cock head. She tries not to moan but, as he inserts it in, she moans against his hand, hoping it was low enough.

The door closes and, after some seconds, Will picks up speed. Her head bumps against the wooden wall, and she puts her hands against it, to protect herself, but Will pulls out, turns her around and ravages her mouth with his warm tongue.

She opens her legs for him, and he takes the chance, hard, lifting her legs and giving it to her until she almost passes out of pleasure.

It's hot, smelly and humid in there, their sweaty, naked bodies against each other. She stares at him, thinking, for the first time, if what she feels is not only lust, but love.

Jack finally finds her, as he enters Will's house.

"I've been searching for you, even went home. Did something happen?"

"Oh, stupid Mark threw a beer on me. I don't want to be sticky all afternoon, so I took a shower."

"Oh, yeah. You smell great!" Ashley smiles at him and gives him a french kiss. Jack finds the taste weird, but there's plenty of food and alcohol at the tables, so he guesses he isn't very savory either.