Surrendering Sarah - Chapter 3
Chapter 3
I left work early the next day. I couldn't concentrate. Images of her wide mouth grasping and milking his cock, her bright eyes locked on his, tortured me for hours.
At 3:30, I found the bathroom door locked again. He wanted her early tonight. She would have to go to him naked, this time in broad daylight. I could only stare as she paraded in front of me, nervously heading for the door.
I had loved her silky, shoulder-length hair. He had made her cut it. The few inches that remained was swept back off her face, heavily gelled. She wouldn't have cut it for anyone - except him. He had taken another piece of her, and owned her as surely as if she was bought and paid for.
I watched her run to the car in her bare feet. I watched her fumble with the key as she tried to unlock the door. I watched her, naked and *******, desperate to give herself to him as ordered. I watched her drive away, her firm breasts gleaming milky-white in the late afternoon sun.
--*--
I answered the phone at 8:00.
"Want to know what your wife is up to, Hubby? She's on her knees in front of me, her pretty little mouth sucking on the head of my dick. I think she's beginning to enjoy this, aren't you Sarah. Of course, she can't answer with her mouth full, but that enthusiastic nod is all the answer I need.
"You should see her work. Absolutely the best head I've ever had. She's one hungry little bitch. Her tits are a little small for my taste, but I love those hard little nipples. You should hear her squeal when I twist 'em. Whew! Really gets me hot!
"The racket in the background is my company. A few buddies are hangin' out here tonight. Sounds like the boys are gettin' a little rowdy. But, you can't blame 'em. They've never partied with a piece of ass like Sarah before. She's puttin' on quite a show; those delicate shoulders, tiny little waist, legs that go on for ever, and that cute little ass - c'mon Honey, put that little ass in the air for the guys. That's it. Damn, just like a fuckin' Barbie doll.
"Uh-oh. Looks like that's all it took to get Little Joe interested. Just relax, Honey. You're gonna like this. He's really not all that little, is he? Oh, man. She's takin' it all. How's it feel, Sarah? Christ, you should see her face - she's in heaven. It's ok, you can moan as loud as you want. Do it Sarah. Let's hear it. Can you hear that? Louder Sarah, for your hubby. Yeah. Yeah, that's it. Damn, I've seen Joe go on like that for hours.
"She's on her hands and knees now, Sport, ass in the air, takin' everything Little Joe has, doggy-style. And I think she's - yep, she's cryin' like a baby. Tears of joy, I'd bet, wouldn't you?
"And isn't her new haircut great? Now I can watch every bit of her pretty little face while she blows me. And it'll take half the time to wash the cum out of her hair. Oh, that's right, I forgot. That's one benefit you won't be able to take advantage of. I figure, until the damage to my bike is paid, her body belongs to me. No sex, no blowjobs, that's zip for you, Sport. But don't worry. With my easy payment plan, you'll have what's left of her back before you know it.
"Well, gotta go! It looks like Little Joe blew one hell of a load in her and I hate to be last in line. Not that I mind sloppy seconds once in a while, and what the hell, it's a party, right? If she's too tired by the time I get to her, I'll roll her over, fuck her face to face. I like to watch her eyes while she begs for my cock. Gets me off every time.
"Later, man."
The line went dead. It would be a long night.
--*--
She tumbled into bed at 3:00 am. The smell of beer, cigarettes, and sex was overpowering. She pressed against me, her fragile body damp with sweat and semen. She sobbed as she pulled closer, arms and legs wound tightly around me. Soon the sheets were cold and wet with the cum of a dozen men, leaking from between her legs as though she had held every drop inside until her crying ****** it from her like a slow, fitful river.
I left work early the next day. I couldn't concentrate. Images of her wide mouth grasping and milking his cock, her bright eyes locked on his, tortured me for hours.
At 3:30, I found the bathroom door locked again. He wanted her early tonight. She would have to go to him naked, this time in broad daylight. I could only stare as she paraded in front of me, nervously heading for the door.
I had loved her silky, shoulder-length hair. He had made her cut it. The few inches that remained was swept back off her face, heavily gelled. She wouldn't have cut it for anyone - except him. He had taken another piece of her, and owned her as surely as if she was bought and paid for.
I watched her run to the car in her bare feet. I watched her fumble with the key as she tried to unlock the door. I watched her, naked and *******, desperate to give herself to him as ordered. I watched her drive away, her firm breasts gleaming milky-white in the late afternoon sun.
--*--
I answered the phone at 8:00.
"Want to know what your wife is up to, Hubby? She's on her knees in front of me, her pretty little mouth sucking on the head of my dick. I think she's beginning to enjoy this, aren't you Sarah. Of course, she can't answer with her mouth full, but that enthusiastic nod is all the answer I need.
"You should see her work. Absolutely the best head I've ever had. She's one hungry little bitch. Her tits are a little small for my taste, but I love those hard little nipples. You should hear her squeal when I twist 'em. Whew! Really gets me hot!
"The racket in the background is my company. A few buddies are hangin' out here tonight. Sounds like the boys are gettin' a little rowdy. But, you can't blame 'em. They've never partied with a piece of ass like Sarah before. She's puttin' on quite a show; those delicate shoulders, tiny little waist, legs that go on for ever, and that cute little ass - c'mon Honey, put that little ass in the air for the guys. That's it. Damn, just like a fuckin' Barbie doll.
"Uh-oh. Looks like that's all it took to get Little Joe interested. Just relax, Honey. You're gonna like this. He's really not all that little, is he? Oh, man. She's takin' it all. How's it feel, Sarah? Christ, you should see her face - she's in heaven. It's ok, you can moan as loud as you want. Do it Sarah. Let's hear it. Can you hear that? Louder Sarah, for your hubby. Yeah. Yeah, that's it. Damn, I've seen Joe go on like that for hours.
"She's on her hands and knees now, Sport, ass in the air, takin' everything Little Joe has, doggy-style. And I think she's - yep, she's cryin' like a baby. Tears of joy, I'd bet, wouldn't you?
"And isn't her new haircut great? Now I can watch every bit of her pretty little face while she blows me. And it'll take half the time to wash the cum out of her hair. Oh, that's right, I forgot. That's one benefit you won't be able to take advantage of. I figure, until the damage to my bike is paid, her body belongs to me. No sex, no blowjobs, that's zip for you, Sport. But don't worry. With my easy payment plan, you'll have what's left of her back before you know it.
"Well, gotta go! It looks like Little Joe blew one hell of a load in her and I hate to be last in line. Not that I mind sloppy seconds once in a while, and what the hell, it's a party, right? If she's too tired by the time I get to her, I'll roll her over, fuck her face to face. I like to watch her eyes while she begs for my cock. Gets me off every time.
"Later, man."
The line went dead. It would be a long night.
--*--
She tumbled into bed at 3:00 am. The smell of beer, cigarettes, and sex was overpowering. She pressed against me, her fragile body damp with sweat and semen. She sobbed as she pulled closer, arms and legs wound tightly around me. Soon the sheets were cold and wet with the cum of a dozen men, leaking from between her legs as though she had held every drop inside until her crying ****** it from her like a slow, fitful river.
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