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scoobyhoo
good story. please post quickly what happen next?
Ask TS to fast forward and go to the bonking part ? Hahahaha…..
really dont know wat to think abt this . . . feeling guilty to “enjoy” in the midst of someone else’s predicament.
more please.
I hope wat I hearing here is a story…
It will be hard for both of u after things happen…
I don’t believe by doing it will solve the problem..
Wat about the following next next months to coming…
Wake up!
Well, it’s ur choice in the end… I believe if ur parents know all these I don’t think they will want it this way.. Report to the police if need be!!!
I can do anything to help my family and parents but by ending like tats just not worth it… If ur parent is understanding they know wat to do….
It will not end here and might cause issue event to ur next generation ( if have )…..
It’s very wrong…
I know what is next?
but cannot tell.
either is fiction or real, I need to respect the author la. Private msg me if u want to know.
I tried to stand up but my knees gave way and I sat back down on the couch. Holding on to the table for support, I stood up, hovering a little, afraid I might just faint. I clicked off the TV, I want to be able to hear Lynn’s cry for help in case she needs me.
That was my reasoning, sub-consciously I don’t know if I wanted to hear what was going on inside the room.
I took a can of beer from the dining table and opened it, I needed the drink to calm down. The crack of the drink prompted Daryl to shout out from the room.
Daryl : Hey James, can you bring me 2 of them, I think we need to warm up a little.
I took a big glup followed by another before throwing it away and peeling off 2 more from the 6 pack.
As I approached the room, my nose picked up a nice aroma, probably the left over soap smell coming from the masterbath. The lights of the room were still on and I took in a sight that caused me to drop the 2 cans of beer in my hand.
There was my wife, kneeling down in front or Daryl . She still has her bra and panty on but the jeans has been removed. Daryl was stroking her face with his hand as his dick hover close to her mouth.
Lynn did not look at me but instead decides to look away towards the bathroom.
Daryl : Thanks man, don’t throw the beer on the floor lah…. Your wife is a little tensed up.
Daryl : Here, finish this up one shot.
Lynn : I can’t
Daryl : You can, it’s a matter whether you choose to or not.
Lynn : I really can’t, I will puke.
I stood helpless at their side, my wife on her knees trying to bargain over a can of beer.
Daryl was laughing and smirking when he threw out an offer.
Daryl : Lynn , I think you are really sweet girl , i’m going to make you this offer once. Finish up the beer, I’ll take 500 off your father’s debt. How’s that ?
Lynn took a moment to consider before nodding her head. She downed the beer with much difficulty as I stood barely 1m away.
Daryl made a show of clapping and took a glup of his own drink before gesturing that I should be going out of the room.
I retreated out of the room backwards, trying to take another look at my wife.
I saw her wipe her mouth as she try to burp when Daryl took his dick and inserted it into my wife’s mouth. I was afraid she would gag or choke but she manage to recover well enough to take it in.
I could feel my erection straining to burst through as Daryl throw his head back with a smile.
Daryl : Arrrghh, James, you are a lucky man.
With a fluid motion, Lynn’s head went forward and slowly drawing back, taking Daryl in as close to the shaft as she can.
With every pull of her mouth I could feel my dick throb as I recount the heavenly feeling that entails. As she pushed her head in, she did it slow, and memories of my foreskin being pushed back flooded my mind. Another pulled coupled with a slurp told me she is starting to get into rythem. My manhood could almost feel the warmth and security of her mouth and I realized it’s been a while since I have a good blowjob from her.
Daryl’s eyes were closed and he had this contorted look on his face almost as if suffering from a stroke. His hands were initially on Lynn’s head but were now hovering near his own groin , unsure of where to put them.
I was memerised by the scene as I tried to reason with myself the events that are happening. Part of me was expecting Lynn to give a halfhearted attitude towards the whole thing, hopefully Daryl would feel she is a cold fish and leave her be once everything is over, but yet seeing her giving her best gave me a tinge of jealousy.
My manhood is straining and it hurts to a point I need to keep adjusting them.
Daryl cast me another look and gave me the thumbs up adding,
Daryl : My god, bro… James, your wife is amazing.. she’s arghhh.. .. shh shhs hhhh
I heard and loud slurp and pop before Lynn’s head pushed down again.
Holding on to Daryl’s thighs, Lynn did what was expected of her. Daryl’s moans and groans is annoying and disturbing, my eyes were fixed on Lynn. The mouth that kissed me when we took our vows, the hands that held mine when we walked down the aisle, the body that only belonged to me is doing the bidding of another man
Daryl : ok , ok , stop stop stop. I’m going to cum soon at this rate. Stop.
He pushed Lynn away and sat down on the bed, catching his breath.
Barely 5 mins into the BJ and he’s calling it quits, perhaps we have a chance of getting everything over and done within 15 mins max, or so I hoped. Daryl is in his late 40s, that would be my best guess. He probably wouldn’t last long anyway.
Lynn stood up and looked at Daryl, unsure of what to do until he patted the side of his bed, asking her to join him. My wife crawled onto the bed, refusing eye contact with me.
I just stood at the doorway like a block of wood, preoccupied with how do I adjust my dick around in my pants while my wife is being enjoyed by another man.
Daryl : Lie down.
Lynn laid down flat with her hands on her stomach, she looked so beautiful. I saw Daryl push her legs apart and started kissing her inner thighs, light pecks and kisses as he worked his way downwards to my wife’s claves.
His hands caressed her breast as he kissed and nosed his way around my wife’s privates.
Lynn’s forehead is in a permanent frown and her eyes were closed, I’m guessing she is trying her best not to think about the whole ordeal.
As if wanting me to see more of what he is doing, Daryl shifted over to the other side of the bed, putting my wife between us 2. He slid his hands underneath Lynn’s bra playing with her nipples as I watch her chest rise up and down, trying to control her breathing.
Putting his nose at the entrance of my wife’s vagina, Daryl takes in a deep breath before nudging the love hole with his tongue followed by his nose.
Daryl : You smell so good Lynn ….
Daryl continued his nudges and tease of my wife’s privates , caressing her breast and stroking her stomach. As if a switch got flicked on, I saw Lynn took in a deep breath as her body arch a little before settling down.
A smile appeared on Daryl’s face as he seem to be taking notice of my wife’s privates.
I started to shiver again as I saw Daryl part aside a little of Lynn’s plain black cotton panty and using his tongue to mimic a hooking action, he gave it a flick, followed by a slower insert.
Drawing his tongue out slowly, I saw a trail to sticky mucus like substance staying on the edge of his tongue as Daryl slowly caught my eye and lick it all up. He grinned as I saw Lynn’s hands left her stomach, holding instead to the pillow she is on.
Her fist clenched around the edges of her pillow as I heard Daryl take a loud slurp before catching my eye again, he opened his mouth, showing me the mess of love juice and saliva before making a show of swallowing them.
Grinning again, he slid my wife’s panty off her before adding.
Daryl : Wow, you gotta see how wet your wife is James. Come here.
I refused to move, holding on to the door
Daryl : Come on, I’m serious, take a look.
I shuffled forward and Lynn’s vagina is almost glistening with her love juice.
Daryl : See! , what did I say.
I backed off again, preferring to hide near the sliding door.
Daryl pushed my wife’s legs up, planting her feet on the bed as he buried himself into her vagina.
I saw Lynn’s frown deepen and she clenched tighter to the pillow’s edge.
Daryl was emiting sounds of slurps and ‘ermms’ while he licked and teased my wife’s privates.
Lynn’s mouth started to open a little before she quickly clamped it back down .
Drawing a deep breath, I saw her eyes open and looked at me.
Lynn : Stop Daryl, wait.
Daryl looked up, his mouth and chin wet and shiny with thick mucus and saliva.
Daryl: What ?
My wife looked at me with a pleading look in her eyes and said
Lynn : Darling, please go outside.
With that she turned away again as I saw Daryl grinned again.
Daryl : James, do you mind waiting outside ?
I stepped out of the room with a heavy heart and sat at the dining table.
Then I heard the 1st moan escaped from my wife. Soft and gentle, yet unmistakable.
An intermittent pause before the 2nd one escaped. A moan couple with a slow exhale of breath.
The 3rd and 4th arrived in succession of each other.
Then I saw her Bra join the robe and starbucks t-shirt on the floor by the door.
I stood up and sat down, fidgeting about the living area.
I am tempted to take a peep and see what is going on but i don;t want Lynn to be unhappy. She has good reasons to want me out of the room. No wife would want her husband to see her being taken by a old man.
The moanings continued on and off, a gasp here, a soft moan there. My mind is filled with pictures of Lynn when we were having sex. I know where to touch, i know where to carass her, every action invoking a reaction or a moan from my wife.
I paced around, keeping away from the door to the bedroom.
I noticed there’s hardly any sound coming from the room. Her moans have stopped. I held my breath, trying to catch on to any noise or sound that might let on to what is going on in the room.
I heard Daryl grunt, and cursed, followed by some mumblings.
There was another grunt then i heard the familiar sound that broke my heart.
The sound of flesh smacking together travelled out from the room, a sound all too familiar to me. The smacking of flesh continued for 30 seconds or so before it stopped. Then it started after another 10 seconds or so.
The break is irregular, no rythem, no pattern.
I was biting my lip, thinking of the image of Daryl over my wife, thrusting into her vagina, violating her when i’m just a few steps away. I still have a throbbing erection in my pants, suddenly i fear for the immediate future. How can i face Lynn after this, will we still be able to have sex without her getting all guilty and depressed?
A shout from the room pierced my thoughts
Daryl : James, you there ?
I hurried forward and peeked into the room.
Lynn is on her knees bent forward with her head faced down. Daryl has his left hand holding onto my wife’s hands which is resting on her back. He seemed to be adjusting himself as he speak.
Daryl was mumbling a little as he motioned me over .
I saw 2 ripped condom packs on the floor with the condom strewn nearby.
Impossible, how can he possible go through so many of them.
It was then i saw Daryl removing another one from his limp penis, thowing it on the floor. He proceed to masterbate himself behind my wife, trying to get his erection up.
God is indeed fair, I believe this is Daryl’s karma for the things he’s done.
He was groping around for another condom as he alternate between masturbating himself and tearing off the wrapper.
Daryl : come over. Quick.
Daryl stood up and moved himself over, making room for me behind Lynn.
Daryl : Here, your turn
I was caught off guard and lost as i stared at him. Daryl explained that he wanted to see me fuck my wife.
Lynn turned around, catching Daryl’s eye.
Lynn : What exactly do you want ? Why are you doing all this
Daryl just smiled and replied.
Daryl : Just do as i say. i’m giving you the chance to do it with your husband, or would you rather do it with me ? haha
Lynn and I just looked at each other before taking each other into our arms.
Daryl settled onto the dressing table, looking at us.
Tears welled up in Lynn’s eyes as i held her, i put my finger to her lips, giving her a nod of understanding. She buried her head in my chest and wept.
Daryl : What are you waiting for ? go on. quick.
I waited for lynn to compose herself before i kissed her. And it was a kiss that brought back so much memories. I felt emotions rushing to my head as i felt tears swelling up in my eyes. I love my wife and no one can tear us apart.
Our kissing was spontanaous, there is no need for a pause, my hands knew where to go, what to do. We have been through this countless times.
Lynn help me got rid of my pants holding me tight.
Her legs spread willingly for me, allowing me in.
I got a weird and sick feeling as i hover myself near her love hole. Here i am, going to fuck my wife where another man just had entered. Daryl was cheering in the background, whistles and claps sounded in my ear even though i try my best to shut them out.
I felt Lynn’s hand on my back, gently nudging me in.
The familiar warmth haven encapsuled my dick head as Lynn arch herself upwards, drawing in a breath. I eased myself in further as she cupped my face in her hand and mouthed i love you again.
I withdrew and gave a deep thrust, with it all my angst and anger for this whole fiasco. I went in again, hard and deep, angry at myself for not being able to take care of my wife.
I worked up a rythem and i filled the room with the sound of our flesh hitting against each other.
The constant smacking of our body is a far cry from Daryl’s feeble attempt.
Lynn’s eyes still have remnants of tears but her mouth is wide open as i thrusy myself into her. The familiar feeling of my penis must have given her some level of comforts, she held on to my arms and i felt her nails dug a little into me as she gave out a blood curling moan.
Daryl got startled and immediately came onto the bed, wanting to beside the action. Lynn turned her face away from him as Daryl positioned himself near, masturbating to the sight.
Despite the circumstances, i still felt alive and turned on, i continued my motion, and lynn let out another moan.
I paused to catch a breath when Daryl demended we change to Doggie position.
Lynn got on her knees and i entered her again. Sliding myself into her, i held on to her left hand with mine, our wedding bands touched. I worked up another rythem and Lynn was stifling her moans and cries.
Muffled sound of moan and gasped mixed with the sound of our bodies were punctuated with the disgusting groans of Daryl right beside us.
This was our favourite position and the easiest position for Lynn to cum.
I could read her body and i could tell now’s a good time to touch her on her clit. Between gentle trusting motion, i gently stoked her from behind as her moans started to get a little louder and irregular.
I could also see Daryl has worked himself up to a nice sustained erection looking at us.
Lynn : Darling….urghhhh .. stop… i’m.
Those few words were caught on by Daryl almost immediately and he quickly pushed me out of the way.
Daryl : Quick, go away. fuck.
Daryl popped on a condom in double speed and thrust himself roughly into Lynn .
I could tell my wife has already reached the tipping point , beyond the point of return. Daryl caught on to the perfect timing and as he entered her, Lynn let out a moan that caught onto her throat and caused her body to go into spasm. Daryl barely got in 5 thrust before cumming together.
I stood at the side, watching Lynn’s body contort and shiver, trying to get away from Daryl while he tries to get in a few more dip into my wife’s vagina. Daryl collasped onto my wife and his weight is too much for her to bear.
There bodies went into a series of after spasms, both trying to catch their breaths.
Lynn turned her head towards me , and our eyes met again.
After catching her breath, Lynn was struggling to push Daryl off her. A couple of grunts and curses later, Daryl got off Lynn. His rapidly deflating dick caused the filled condom to hang droppily off his manhood.
Lynn crawled off the bed towards me and gave me a hug, i could smell the stench of Daryl off her hair, her neck, her entire body.
She broke off from my embrace after a while and started retrieving her clothings all over the room.
Daryl wiped himself down with his bathrobe and collasped onto the chair in the room.
Daryl : that was amazing Lynn. don;t you think so James ?
He’s fiddling with his blackberry, replying some messages as he went on with his rants.
Daryl : Your wife is the best i’ve had this year you know.
Lynn was already pulling on her top, she must be thinking the same thing as me, just get the hell out of this place.
Daryl : Hey wait, don;t go first. Stay for a while. Enjoy the room man.
Lynn ignored him and removed her hair tie before tidying the messed up firnges and loose hair. She went to the dressing table to use the mirror to retie up her pony tail as Daryl appraised her body once again.
Turning to leave the room , Lynn added,
Lynn : Please tell your people to stop throwing things at our place. We will clear the outstanding in 2 weeks.
Daryl was quiet as he looked blankly at Lynn.
Then he popped the question.
Daryl : You know Lynn, tell you what. i’ve already gotten back my principle plus a little extra. I can waive the rest on one condition.
I instinctively went over to my wife and held on to her, afraid she might promise something silly.
Daryl : Relax James, why are you so uptight ?
Lynn : What is it ? You mean waive all the outstanding debt. ?
Daryl : Yes. Are you keen ?
Lynn : What do you want ?
Daryl took his time to reply, his smirk appearing slowly on his face.
Daryl : I want your company again.
For 3 more days.
My heart sank and i replied
James : No need, we will clear the outstanding sum in 2 weeks.
Daryl : Fine, whatever. My offer still stands Lynn, you should really think about it.
Daryl : This coming weekend. Friday to sunday, afterthat i’m out of your lives forever.
Daryl : you will not hear from me again.
I pulled Lynn’s hand and we turned to leave.
Daryl : I’ll be waiting for your call Lynn. haha.
I did not expect Daryl to send us out, he remained in the room as we put on our shoes near the exit.
In my feeble attempt to make things even, i open the mini fridge and emptied the whole shelves of the miniature bottles of alcohol, putting them into Lynn’s bag .
She had a puzzled look but let me have my way.
I threw all the alcohol away at the common bin at the lift lobby.
We were quiet as we made our way to the train station, walking briskly. It’s already 12.20am . Unlikely we will be able to catch the last train, i guess somehow we both knew this but we continued to walk in silence.
Lynn : are you ok ?
James : I don;t know what to say
Lynn : I’m sorry my dad caused all these. These should not be your burden to bear.
I did not know what to say so i kept my silence. We held hands and continued our walk.
We flagged a cab around 12.45am. Time to go home.
Lynn spent quite a while in the bathroom, washing away the filth and grime from Daryl,while i made myself another bowl of noodles. Surprisingly i could still eat after all this.
Lynn came out smelling fresh , she just wore a oversized T-shirt of mine with nothing underneath. She took a couple of mouthful of my noodles before going into the room.
I heard her fire up the hair dryer as i finished the salty soup base.
I took a quick cold shower, trying to let what happened this night sink in but it feels almost surreal, almost like a dream.
Did i just let my wife sleep with another man ?
Am i feeling guilt, anger, or helplessness ?
I felt confused and lost, i did not cause all this trouble in the first place, i did my best to help her solve the problem together.
Why do i still that i did not do enough.
I know Lynn is a headstrong girl, she is independent from a young age while i remain a mummy’s boy.
Lynn’s knock on the bathroom door stopped my mind from wandering.
Lynn: you ok ?
James : Yeah, coming out.
Crawling into bed, i felt exhausted. We both had a long day.
I turned to my left, wanting to look at Lynn but she had disappeared beneath the blanket, with the bolster covering her head.
I switched off the lights and went to bed.
I had difficulty waking up the next morning, somehow i felt tired and listless.
Browsing through the paper and having my coffee before my shower, i was wondering to myself it last night i had a bad dream.
Lynn joined me at the breakfast table, she’s already dressed for work ahead of schedule.
Lynn : Darling, i have something to discuss with you.
James : yeah ?
Lynn : What do you think about Daryl’s offer ?
It took 3 seconds for her words to register
I almost spilled my coffee.
Not just because of her considering the offer, i just had an erection picturing Daryl having his way with my wife.
It was a difficult discussion and i could not bring myself to come to terms with this. Somehow Lynn seemed rather calm and composed.
Lynn : Come to think of it, i rather this be over soon. We can all move on.
James : You can;t be serious about this.
Lynn : I mean come on. Think about it. We’ve borrowed all that can be borrowed, it seemed to be the only way.
Lynn : It’s just a weekend, franly i’m quite numb about this. what you men want is all the same.
With that she walked off into the kitchen. I felt hurt to see her so indifferent to this.
We did not continue with the discussion further but left for work seperately.
Arriving home that evening, i saw Lynn sitting with her phone by the living room couch, i did not know if she has come to a decision yet, seeing the blank look on her face , i can;t bring meself to ask her about it.
Lynn offered to make me dinner but i said i wasn;t hungry.
Then she dropped the bombshell.
Lynn : I took leave for friday.
James: What ?
She went on to say she’s made up her mind, she just want it to be over.
She has already text Daryl, telling him she’s taking up the offer and that daryl requested for me to be present.
I slumped back onto the couch, not knowing what to reply to this.
3 more days with Daryl….
19th August 2010
I felt weird and a little disorientated as i was packing our bags on thursday evening. We are not heading for a holiday yet we are packing clothes, towels and toiletries.
Daryl left Lynn instructions to pack for 3 days.
We left the bags by the door and cuddled up together in the living room, watching tv as we shared a blanket.
Sleep came and went, when the alarm rang at 7.45am. we were reluctant to let each other go. we got out of bed with much difficulity as we showered and washed up.
20th August 2010
At 8.30am, we were ready to leave our place.
Daryl asked to meet us for breakfast at Maxwell market at 9.30am
It felt weird to see the morning crowd pass us by in such a rush when Lynn and i just held hands and made our way to Tanjong pagar.
We arrived on time at 9.30am to see Daryl having a coffee waving to us.
Daryl : Hey , sit . order something.
Both of us were not hungry but i did not want Lynn to start teh day on an empty stomach, i insisted we share a set of eggs and bread. I ordered a cup of tea to share as well.
Daryl started his ‘opera’ early in the morning, saying he will take care of us, especially Lynn. Asking us not to worry, things will be fine, and that this weekend will be over soon.
I wasn;t really paying attention and Lynn was getting a little restless. I understand how she feels, she has a few clients office in the vicinity and she does meet up with them for coffee sometimes at this very market. It would be embarassing to be caught by them. Questions can be hard to answer.
Draining his glass of coffee, Daryl signalled to us to finished up our breakfast and follow him.
I helped my wife with her overnight bag and we walked towards the direction of chinatown.
We went to the open carpark beside the buddha relic temple where Daryl retrived his car.
Daryl : Lynn , sit in front please.
He said with with another one of his trademark grin.
Starting the engine, he pulled out of the carpark, but not before putting his hand on my wife’s thigh.
Lynn is wearing a simple spag top today with casual beigh slacks and slippers. She has her hair tied up in a pigtail, something she doesn;t usually do, i guess she doesn’t want to be recognised by people she knows. To top it off, she was wearing a cap to cover part of her face. I think she look really pretty dressing the way she did.
Perhaps she’s my wife, and no matter what, she will always be the angel of my eye.
Daryl’s left hand, adorned with a weird jeweled ring is stroking Lynn’s thigh as he navigates the CBD with one hand on the steering wheel.
I kept a keen eye on him , not that there is anything i can do.
As he droved, i saw from the side mirror that Lynn just leaned to her side, closed her eyes and tried to sleep. How can she sleep with that scum’s hand on the thigh, stroking and touching her.
Barely 15 minutes later, he turned into the carpark of Albert court hotel.
Taking the lift up, Daryl led us to another wing of the hotel across the lobby.
Tapping us into the wing, he gestured to the left.
Pointing to the 1st 2 door, he said.
Daryl : these 2 rooms .
I wanted to ask why 2 rooms, but thought the better of it.
Sliding his arm around Lynn, he escorted her into the first room.
I followed behind with the bags.
The room is not as big as the one at pan pacific, but spacious enough.
I left the bags on the floor as Daryl’s hands were already hovering near Lynn’s bums, giving them a gentle squeeze before stroking his way up to her waist and repeating it again.
Lynn was indifferent to his advances, i guest she just want to shut herself out.
It’s about 10.45 am. Daryl says he’ll be out for some business but will be back to join us for lunch. Asked us to make ourself at home while he is away.
Before leaving, he tried to kiss Lynn but she turn away, invoking a cruel croaking laugh befitting a old man with erectile dysfunction. Just before he stepped out of the room, he asked that Lynn escorted him out.
Seeing him insist that Lynn link arms with him brought some reaction inside my pants again. I watch them turn right and disappear around the corner right before the room door closed with a snap.
I looked around the sparse bedroom, it’s got a nice big bed, i just settled down by the side and switched on the TV.
I heart a soft knock on the door and i opened it to see Lynn with her hands over her breast despite her spag being on.
Lynn : That guy insisted i remove my bra for him at the entrance below the view of the camera.
James : What ? did anybody see that ?
Lynn : No, it’s a private doorway, no doorman.
James : You mean he just took it like that ?
Lynn : I just slid out of the straps and unbuckle them, he was smelling them before folding it into half and cupping it into his pants.
James : My god.
Lynn went to fish for another bra in her overnight bag to put on before we settled down on the bed, watching tv.
I started to feel a little aroused, afterall we are a married couple in a hotel room. i started to carass my wife but she just smile weakly and said she’s really not in the mood. I understand perfectly but i can’t explained why i am so aroused.
A tiny part of me can’t wait to see Daryl touch Lynn again. Yet i felt jealous and angry that my wife is being violated by another man. The combination of arousal and anger cannot be described in words.
I adjusted my erection so i can sit comfortably and Lynn caught on to my body language.
Cuddling up beside me we talked about our days when we were dating, the secret places we will go to make out, the times when we were almost caught. I almost forgot my wife will soon be taken by another man.
Before we realised it, it was already 12.30 and Daryl was back.
He carried along a big duffel bag and with a grin on his face, he said he brough us some subway sandwiches, we can eat together.
Lynn and i were a little hungry and we hurried up to take a look at what he bought.
Daryl : Here Lynn, what you wanted.
Daryl held up the IOU belonging to Lynn’s dad.
Daryl : I’ll hold on to this for now. hehe.
Daryl distributed the sanwiches to each of us and we sat down around the small table to have our lunch. He also went out to get a few cups of coffee from the dispensing machine in the executive lobby.
He keep trying to talk to Lynn, asking about her work, what does she do , can he be a client. Lynn answered with either a nod or mono syllabus reply, but that did not discourage him at all.
When Lynn finished her sandwich, Daryl stood up with a loud whoop that gave us all a shock.
Daryl : haha, shoik or not Lynn ?
Daryl : I added extra ingredients in your sandwich. Nicer version of subwaymelt no ? haha.
Lynn looked like she was going to puke as she started retching but the food stayed down. Her decision to drink some of the coffee as a natural instinct made sure the sandwich with whatever is in it stay in her body.
Daryl : haha, don;t choke young girl, it’s essence ok . It took me a while to get them out last night. I applied them evenly on your sandwich. Why you so bothered about this ? you’ve already tased my dick no ? haha
Lynn stomped off to the bathroom.
James : This is too much, we did not agree to all these.
Daryl :You just stay out of this James, it’s between me and your wife. Unless you want to pay up ? If not, just be here for your wife la. haha
Daryl left the room and i checked on Lynn.
James : You ok dear ?
Lynn : couldn’t puke it out…
I took her in my arms and she buried her head in my embrace.
Barely a few minutes later, Daryl came into the room again.
Daryl : Let’s get started shall we ?
Daryl : Lynn ? ready ?
Lynn reluctantly went over to the bed, waiting for Daryl’s instruction. Daryl sat on the left of Lynn, taking her into his embrace.
He did not even bother with any foreplay, instead his hands just went straight to Lynn’s privates and started stroking them up and down. I could see Lynn clenching her eyes shut.
Daryl : Look at me Lynn. Look at me…
Lynn refused to heed his command and kept her eyes shut.
Daryl’s right hand is stroking Lynn’s face while his left is playing with her privates. His look of lust is unmistakable as he slides his left hand reluctantly from her privates to her breast.
Daryl : Oopes, new bra ah ? i still have your 1st one in my room. haha.
Lynn ignored his remark and kept herself shut off.
As Daryl pulled the drawstring off Lynn’s pants, i felt my manhood straining to break free.
standing barely 2m away, i started to shiver a little as i felt the tingling feeling of arousal. The shiver ran up my spine as Daryl slid his hand underneath Lynn’s spag top.
He must have went further below to reach Lynn’s nipples as he seemed to be grinning to himself, apparantly tickling or twitching Lynn’s nipples.
I saw Lynn’s mouth opened slightly to let in more oxygen and my dick throbbed again.
Daryl removed Lynn’s pants and made her lie down flat on the bed. Spreading her legs, he gestured wildly to the wet patch around her undies.
Daryl : James, i made your wife wet again. Look.
Pressing his nose directly onto the wet patch, he took a deep whiff.
Daryl : You wife smells so good… so sweet.
Lynn turned her head away from both of us, choosing to face the wall.
Daryl slid his nose, a prominent feature of his, up and down the wet patch of Lynn’s undies. He seemed to be breathing harder, so is Lynn. The patch of moisture grew slowly, forming a glistening patch.
Sliding Lynn’s wet panty off her, Daryl brought the stained patch close to his mouth……..
Like a fine appraisal of wine, Daryl did not charge his nose and mouth like a bull towards the stained panty, instead he swing it around gently, taking in the air surrounding the lingerie in small quick breaths.
Lynn happened to turn and caught Daryl in his act, her look of disgust is in describable. She tried to sit up and pull a blanket over her but Daryl stopped her.
Daryl : Hold on Lynn. don’t be impatient.
Ransacking through his duffel bag, Daryl brought out a eye mask which her clumsily put it over Lynn before adjusting it properly. He also took out some scarfs , tying Lynn’s hand above her head before attaching it via a simple knot to the corner of the bed’s headboard.
Lynn : what are you doing ?
Lynn apparantly got worried and sounded out for me.
Lynn : Darling, are you still here ? Where are you ?
I went closer, sounding out to reassure my wife. I held her hand too to give her some reassurance.
Daryl was already stripping himself down, today he has a erection that seemed to be much better that the other night. My guess he must have took some pills.
Grinning again at the sight of Lynn tied up , bottomless, Daryl stroked himself with Lynn’s underwear. I shook my head in resignation.
Then something Daryl did caught me by surprise and left me speechless.
His facial expression changed from the cheeky and naughty individual to one of seriousness. He motioned for me to join him by his side, quickly. The facial change looked like someone with split personality.
Without a word, he simply mouth for me to strip completely.
I did as i was told, and there i was standing in my full glory with my dick as erected as his.
Lynn called out again ,
Lynn : Darling, you there ? what’s going on.
James: I’m here baby, i’m here.
Daryl pulled me to the furthest corner of the bedroom and he spoke something so foul in my ears and i felt strangly turned on by the whole idea. I did not want to agree to it but my body went against my will.
I seemd to have been hypnotise as i went and position myself in front of Lynn. I saw her love hole, starting to dry a little as she has not been stimulated for a while, i still caught on to subtle movements of her vagina lips, twitching and relaxing as she prepare for what is about to come when she felt the mattress around her depressed.
Daryl put his face beside mine, stroking himself at the same time.
Daryl : Lynn, you are so beautiful, i want to enjoy you slowly. I will be gentle ok ? haha
He said it so gently i almost felt he cared.
Daryl : James, here, help me hold you wife’s leg up.
But instead Daryl himself lifted up Lynn’s left leg around her ankle, making space for me.
Daryl tried to position his face close to me again as i prepare for penetration.
Daryl : Relax Lynn , I’ll be gentle . kekeke.
The scum of a Daryl wanted Lynn to think i am him, so i can see the look of disgust of Lynn as i go into my wife.
It’s been a while since i am intimate with Lynn, all these stress did not bode well for our sexual well being. My dick is throbbing hard, hovering at the entrance of her vagina.
I nudge myself in a little, around her vagina wall when Lynn suddenly called out .
Lynn : Wait, condoms Daryl, we agreed on condoms.
That was like a slap across my face, here i am, having to wear a condom when i penetrate my wife as she is tied down. Daryl was trying hard to stifle a giggle as he passed me one from the dressing table.
As if in a trance, i capped myself and eased my way into Lynn.
She felt dry, it could not have been comfortable. Had it not been the lubricant on the durex, there is no way i can go in at all.
Lynn’s face was turned away and once again i saw the sad frown on her face. I wanted to tell her to badly that , “it’s me baby, it’s me. Everything will be ok.” , but i didn;t. Somehow taking her without her knowing added a whole new dimension to my sexual knowledge.
I withdrew and entered slowly, following Daryl’s signal and instruction carefully. Lynn was biting on her lips, she must be thinking this weak motion and half hearted trust is Daryl, she must be hurting.
My erection is roaring to go, but Daryl wanted to keep it slow, no heavy thrusting.
I could see a little perspiration appearing around Lynn’s forehead.
It was then Daryl decided that was enough and he positioned himself where i was again before calling out.
Daryl : James, come here, take off your clothes, i want to see you guys do it again.
With that he nudges me away from my wife.
Lynn must have felt a great relieve even for a while to be away from Daryl.
Lynn : Darling, you there ?are you ok ?
A nudge from Daryl prompt me to reply
James : I’m here, don;t worry , i’m here.
I saw as the mattress shifted with me and Daryl changing position, Lynn’s body immediately became more relax. How could she not ? She is expecting the man she loved, the man she married to be with her now.
Without any instructions, Lynn has already opened up, planting her feet on the mattress. Her breathing felt free and uncontrolled. There was no more frown on her face. Her lips parted slightly, her lips lush and pink.
I couldn’t bring myself to tell her it’s not me that is going to be with her. I am in a trance that i can’t snap out. I saw Daryl grinning as he gave his throbbing dick a few more strokes.
Moving slowly closer and closer to Lynn’s love hole.
I adjusted my field of view and i could hee Lynn getting wet again, thinking she will be together with her husband, her lover once more.
Her legs instinctively lifted higher, bring it to Daryl’s shoulder, giving him unprecented access to her vagina.
As her ankles rested on Daryl’s shoulder i could see Daryl biting on his trembling lips and he eased himself into my wife.
And Daryl was duely rewarded , with a moan so sensual from Lynn that i started to touch myself.
Lynn : Darling…. i love you.
I couldn;t bring myself to reply as i watch Daryl, who had entered Lynn raw, start his rocking motion.
Every move bringing out an erotic response from Lynn .
I stroked myself to this sick and twisted scene.
The final blow that drove the nail into the coffin happend when Lynn spoke again, her words came out faint, almost like a weak whisper.
Lynn : Darling, faster…. it feels good…
Daryl’s ego must have gotten a huge boost as he repositioned Lynn’s legs, holding on to both her ankles, spreading her wide like a wheelbarrow.
And he thrusted, deep and hard.
Lynn moaned, unrestrained.