Once a Cheater... (Pt 5) by Natty Soltesz
(Bobby): When I fucked Zach on his wedding night I knew it was only a matter of time before I'd be fucking his husband, too. Sex is so much hotter in a relationship when one or both partners are lying to each other -- or, at least, that's how I see it. So I turned Zach into a cheating slut and then got Geoffrey to fall in love with me. I wasn't in love with either of them, could've cared less as long as I was fucking some hot married ass. One day I fucked Geoffrey in the morning and Zach that afternoon in the same bed. Fun was had by all.
I got separate invites from them to dinner that night. Zach texting me: Geoffrey wants to have you over, don't do any of your crazy shit...
Then Geoffrey calls, with a growl in his voice: "You're gonna meet me in the kitchen sometime before dessert and fuck me while my husband is in the next room, I love you, babe..."
Geoffrey greets me at the door and gives me this big kiss on the mouth, grabbing my crotch on the sly. Zach nervously draws me in for a hug and I get a big handful of his hot ass as Geoffrey buzzes around.
"I'm putting the finishing touches on the roast and, oh, we need wine! Hon will you go grab us a few bottles?" Geoffrey says to Zach, who raises his eyebrows and says "Oh yeah, sure, babe."
I manage to follow Zach down into the cellar. When we get to the bottom of the stairs I grab at his ass and pull him into me. I make sure my face gets real close to his. "Miss me, bud?" I say.
"Not now, Geoffrey's right upstairs," he says, pulling away.
"Geoffrey doesn't have a fuckin clue," I say, and grab his cock through his pants. That stops him. "Besides I got my ass all ready for you," I say, taking his hand and bringing it to the back of my pants. "I know how much you like getting that fat cock of yours in my ass."
"Fuck, Bobby," he says, breath meeting mine. I slide his hand in my crack and his fingers find my lubed-up hole. His cock is instantly hard. My ass is my secret weapon when it comes to getting what I want from Zack. So I take my pants down, exposing my thighs and my thick glutes, all smattered with hair.
"C'mon, fucker -- slip it in real quick while Geoffrey makes dinner," I say.
"We shouldn't be doing this..." Zach says. I roll my eyes as I yank his belt open. His cock is raging. I kneel on the carpet and sink his cock between his lips. Cocksucking, man -- I never thought I'd be into it, but something about corrupting these guys makes me crave married dick. "Stop, Bobby, oh...fuck..." he says, moaning when I get it completely down my throat. I hold it there.
Zach panics when one of their dogs barks at the top of the stairs. Geoffrey barks back: "Milly!", and the dog scampers away. I keep sucking Zach's cock, savoring it, imagining clueless Geoffrey upstairs, probably humming as he makes a salad, counting the days until he and I can run away together. Meanwhile I'm slobbing his husband's knob in preparation for taking it in my ass, deep and raw.
I stand up and turn my ass to Zach. "Give me that cock you fuckin cheater," I say as I impale myself on it. "I know you love fucking my ass more than you love fucking your husband's."
"Oh fuck...you know I do, Bobby. It's so much hotter with you," Zach says, getting into it.
"That's it, baby, tell me more," I say.
"It's all I think about when I'm fucking him," Zach says, sliding in and out of me, slow and deep. "I fucking love cheating on him with you."
"Yeah? Fucking raw behind your husband's back?" I say.
"He'd kill me if he knew," Zach says.
"Yeah but he doesn't have to know," I say. We're really starting to get into it when we hear Geoffrey at the top of the stairs.
"Guys?" Geoffrey says, obliviously. "Everything alright down there?"
"Uh...yeah, babe, sorry, we're still, uh, choosing," Zach says as he continues to thrust into me.
"Well, dinner's almost ready," Geoffrey says.
"Fuck, man," Zach groans, his voice strained as he grabs my hips and starts really going for it. That's when I pull off of him.
"We better go up and have dinner," I say. I love the look on Zach's face: frustration mixed with relief.
"Yeah, you're right, we better stop," he says. I can tell he was close. He tucks his red hard-on into his underwear and buckles up. I nod, but I have no intention of stopping. Actually, I want to say, I'm just getting started.
"This roast is perfect," I say. Meanwhile under the table I'm pressing my right foot into Zach's foot, and my left foot is fiddling with Geoffrey's crotch. Both of them are trying not to squirm. "So tender," I add.
"Thanks, Bobby," Geoffrey says, "It's my grandmother's recipe."
"You'll have to give it to me," I say, running my foot up Zach's leg till I reach his inner thigh. He chokes on his mashed potatoes.
"You okay, hon?" Geoffrey says.
"Yeah, uh, just went down the wrong pipe," Zach says.
"Let me get you some more water," Geoffrey says, standing and deftly tucking his hard-on under his waistband. "And I can go grab you that recipe," Geoffrey says, looking at me pointedly.
"I'm alright, babe -- sit, relax," Zach says as my toes twiddle against his balls.
"It'll only take a moment," Geoffrey says, shooting me one last look as he heads into the kitchen. I wait a moment, then excuse myself to to go the bathroom. Instead of going upstairs, though, I slip into the kitchen via the side door. Geoffrey is already bent over the counter with his perfect ass exposed, pink hole winking and -- from the look of it -- lubed up.
"Fuck yeah," I whisper, lowering my pants and unleashing my hard and dripping prick. I walk toward him, aiming my cock right at that succulent asshole and sinking it into him without every breaking my stride.
"God I needed your cock in me, Bobby," Geoffrey says as I fuck him over the counter. "I can hardly stand this -- pretending to be in love with Zach when all I can think about is your raw dick inside of me...your loads filling me up..."
"Zach just outside, picking at his food while we make love in the next room," I say, reaching up to tweak Geoffrey's hard tits.
"Fuck yeah he is," Geoffrey says. He raises his voice so Zach will hear: "I know that recipe is in here somewhere!"
"Maybe it's in here?" I say, playing along as I slam hard into Geoffrey's ass.
"Yeah...oh fuck...maybe...keep looking...." Geoffrey says. We hear Zach's chair screech across the floor and Geoffrey pulls off me in a flash, yanking up his pants and adjusting his apron. I'm just zipping up when Zach comes in the room.
"You guys need any help?" Zach says. I can tell he thinks something is off but can't place it. God, I love this game.
"All under control, hon," Geoffrey says giving his husband a peck on the lips. "Bobby was just saying I should look up in the cabinet, here," he says. As soon as Geoffrey turns to reach into the tall shelves of the cabinet I slip my hand down the back of Zach's pants and sink a finger into his hole, making him gasp. Geoffrey climbs up onto the cabinet so he can reach the top shelf as I pump a finger in and out of his husband's ass.
"I know it's here somewhere...hon, can you give me a hand?" Geoffrey says.
"Sure, babe," Zach says, voice strained cause I've got two fingers in him, now, up to the second knuckles. He pulls off me and gets up next to Geoffrey as they search the upper reaches of the cabinet, backs to me, asses perched out. I can't resist.
"Are you sure it's not inside one of these other boxes?" Zach says, and I slip my hands down the back of both of their pants and slide a finger into both of them at the same time.
"Unf...could be," Geoffrey says, pushing back on to my finger.
"Fuck," Zach says when I press my finger against his prostate. "It's gotta be up here somewhere."
They give up at a certain point and I back off, licking my fingers clean. "I can text it to you once I find it -- or Zach can," Geoffrey says, remembering that he's not supposed to have my phone number. "Dessert!" he says, clapping his hands together to distract from his error. "Give me just a couple minutes to get it ready."
Back in the dining room I pull Zach's cock out and stroke to get it hard.
"So Bobby," Geoffrey calls from the open door of the kitchen. He can't see us. "We've barely talked about you -- how has your move been?"
"Just great," I say, sliding down my pants and straddling Zach who is sitting at the table.
No, Zach whispers but I ignore him, reaching across the table to grab two fingers full of butter which I smear on his cock.
"I love my new place," I say to Geoffrey as I aim Zach's cock at my hole and begin to bear down on it. "The new job is good. I'm just taking life as it comes," I say as I sit down on Zach's cock, taking it inside me all the way to the balls.
"You're so good at that," Geoffrey says. "Such an easygoing guy."
"Yeah I try not to stress," I say as I start to bounce on Zach's cock, riding it like a pony. "Life is ups and downs, you know? You have to ride it out."
"Oh fuck I'm close," Zach whispers so I ride him harder.
"So Bobby, is there anyone special in your life?" Geoffrey says.
"There is one person," I say, tightening my hole around Zach's married cock as he begins to thrust his hips up into me and groan.
"Oh really?" Geoffrey says.
"Definitely," I say, leaning down to make out with Zach for a moment as I ride him hard. "But it's a little complicated at the moment," I say once I break the kiss. I stare into Zach's eyes, which are rolling back in his head. "They're in a relationship with someone."
"I'm fucking cumming," Zach says, his face contorted with pained pleasure. I smirk and hold him tight inside me, feeling his cock pulse as he unloads into my ass.
"Oh, well, I'm sure if it's meant to be it will work out for the two of you," Geoffrey says from the kitchen. "Don't you think so, hon?"
"Oh yeah," Zach says, his voice way too enthusiastic, breath ragged as he unloads into me. "Absolutely."
I stand up. Zach's load drips out of my ass and starts to run down my thigh. We get ourselves together just as Geoffrey comes back in the room carrying a tray of apple dumplings with ice cream on them. He sets one in front of Zach who is red-faced and sweating.
"You okay, hon? You look flushed," Geoffrey says.
"Yeah, sure, just, uh, sweats from the roast," Zach says. We start in on our desserts. I have Zach's load in me but now it's time to give one to Geoffrey. So halfway through dessert I excuse myself to use the bathroom upstairs. Sure enough, just as I finish pissing, Geoffrey comes in.
"I told him I had to give Blakely his medicine," he says, referring to one of their many dogs. Smirking, he gets on his knees and licks my cock clean, piss drops and all. I let him suck me until I'm hard then I pick him up, spin him around, yank down his pants and line up my erection with his tender hole. I shove it home and he groans. I fuck him from behind for a few minutes, grabbing onto his hard chest, but then we hear Zach moving around downstairs.
Geoffrey dismounts from my cock and motions for me to follow him out into the hallway. There's a landing where we can look over into their downstairs foyer. Zach is passing through it, taking dirty dishes into the kitchen.
Geoffrey takes hold of my raw dick and puts it back inside of him. I fuck that tight, smooth hole -- slow and steady, no real rush -- as Geoffrey grips the banister and watches his husband clean up.
Suddenly Zach stops in the middle of the foyer. "Hey babe?" he calls up the stairs. Geoffrey and I move back slightly into the shadows but we don't stop fucking. "Does the good china go in the dishwasher?"
"No," Geoffrey says. I fuck his ass harder. "That could ruin it. Just stack it next to the, uh, fuck," he whispers cause I'm pounding him mercilessly and jacking his hard cock at the same time. "Next to the sink, and I'll take care of them...goddamn I'm gonna cum," he says.
"You struggling up there with Blakely?" Zach says.
"Yeah he's putting up a fight as usual...I'm cumming, goddammit, fuck," he says to me. "Give it to me, baby, fuck I love you..."
I don't let up as he starts to blow. We're right against the railing again and Geoffrey's first shot flies out between the balusters and lands with a splat on the floor downstairs. "Take my load you fuckin slut," I grunt as I slam into him, blasting my own load into him as more of his cum showers out into the air over the foyer. Just as the last drops are shooting out Zach walks through and some of it lands on his neck. We watch as he stops and puts his hand up to feel it.
"Fuck!" Geoffrey says when he sees, coming off my cock and disappearing to pull his pants up. But I just peek over to watch Zach wipe at his neck and look, confused, at the wetness on the floor.
"Babe?" Zach says.
"Yeah?" Geoffrey says as he buttons his pants.
"I think we might have a leak in the ceiling," Zach says.
"Oh, shoot, hon, "Geoffrey says. He looks at me and smirks. "We'll have to have Ted take a look at it on Monday. Hopefully it's not the pipes..."
I've gotten my fill so it's time to leave. I collect myself and come down shortly before Geoffrey. Then I hug them both -- grabbing their asses on the sly, of course -- and regard them for a moment as they stand side-by-side at the doorway, smiling at me. They're both satisfied in their own ways, and so am I. How could anyone say I'm bad, when everyone is so happy?
To be continued...
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