I’ll never forget the walk back to the clubhouse from the 7t..
🕑 Added 2021-07-17 21:58:03 +0000 UTC
I’ll never forget the walk back to the clubhouse from the 7th green. The grand finale had just ended, and there was a haze that hung in the air that gave everything a slight feeling of a mystery. It was most certainly a mystery to my husband as to where I’d disappeared off to, but since he hadn’t been blowing my phone up with texts and calls, I took it as a sign that he’d been fine on his own for the evening. At that point, I made the decision to keep this little shenanigan under my hat. Hubby had no need to know about this one.
Jessica’s husband, on the other hand, had been texting and calling her continuously for the past 10 minutes. An excuse was definitely going to be in order for her, and we decided that it was probably best for Raef and Sanja to bypass the clubhouse and head directly to their car. I would personally take the grenade from her hubby for dragging her off with me, and offer up something about needing some girl time with my new BFF. Fortunately, the 4th of July fireworks bring out a huge gathering with virtually the entire clubhouse open, so it’s actually quite easy to get separated from a spouse and have a bit of difficulty finding them again.
The excuse for her absence definitely wasn’t going to be an issue. The real issue would be her sitting in an enclosed automobile with her husband for the 20 minute drive back to their house. If she was going to maintain the status quo of her marriage, she desperately needed a quick pit stop in the ladies room.
As I stood guard for her outside the family restroom between the club’s main entrance and the coat room, I couldn’t help but think about what had just happened. How Jess had been completely compliant as Sanja positioned herself perfectly and grabbed her slender ankles to lift them back toward her head. How the sight of her thick black pubic hair peaking from the edge of her delicate thong seemed so erotic.
But mostly, I couldn’t help but remember how ready I’d been at that moment to engage in whatever depraved humiliation Raef might have in store for me. With her legs held back as far as they were, there was no part of her that wasn’t accessible with only a slight tug on the gusset of her panties. Would Raef command me to rim my gorgeous little doctor’s anus with the tip of my tongue? Or maybe, while eating out her hairy cunt for his pleasure, he’d have me bury my ring finger inside of her ass all the way to the point of making direct contact with perimeter of my wedding band. My pussy tingled at the prospect of all of it. I was ready to sniff, lick and penetrate whatever my gorgeous y0ung bull wanted.
But, to my complete and utter dismay, the asshole no longer wanted any further participation from me. He simply wanted some assistance in staking his new claim. Literally staking it. While my attention had been focused exclusively on the soft reproductive parts of my pretty little doctor, Raef had removed his thick erection from the confines of his khakis and was in the process of positioning himself between Jessica’s parted thighs.
“Katerina, I need you to hold those panties to the side for me,” Raef calmly said in a tone that signaled he was all business.
“Oh my god!” Jessica gasped. “This is not fucking happening. That thing is literally twice the size of my husband’s, for Christ’s sake. You cannot, cannot, cannot put it inside of me.” Her tone seemed to suggest that it was only the size of it that seemed to intimidate her, which I took positively.
“Relax,” Raef replied soothingly. “I just want to slide my cock in between those swollen pink lips a few times. It would be a complete shame for such an aroused pussy to go to waste.” Then adding “ I promise not to do one thing that you don’t beg like a slut for me to do first.”
So lost in the moment I was that I don’t even remember pulling Jessica’s panties to the side for Raef, but I had. Her aroused vagina, now completely exposed, had completely swollen open. The thick bush that normally (and probably quite zealously) guarded her opening had been relegated to the side by her fully blossomed labia. No bull on the planet would have bypassed such an overt invitation to mate as the one currently being signaled by Jessica. I was fairly confident that her husband had never experienced her in such a shameless state.
I watched as Raef used the thumb of his right hand to direct his erection downward as he parted his knees to lower his pelvis just enough for the tip to ease itself between the soft lips of Jessica’s soaked pussy. To his credit, he stayed true to his word. While I’m certain that it took a colossal effort to keep himself from pressing forward ever so slightly and fully claiming this cheating little slut for his own, he somehow held back.
Applying just enough pressure to keep Jessica’s labia splayed to either side of his hard cock, Raef shifted his hips ever so slightly, causing the upward motion of his erection. At a glacially slow pace, the tip of my bull’s perfect manhood journeyed toward Jessica’s clit. And as it crashed at its agonizingly slow pace into her fully exposed clitoris, I could almost feel the lightning storm go off inside of Jessica’s head. And in the most delicious of coincidences, as she fell completely in thrall to the pleasures that can only come from something as decadently illicit as what was transpiring on the 7th green, the Bushwood fireworks began to go off to the sounds of John Philip Sousa in the distance.
It wasn’t until I was laying in bed next to my husband later that night that I realized I was no longer aroused at the point in time where Raef’s penis began gliding its way back and forth along Jessica’s sublimely hairy cunt. As much as I’d wanted this exact event- to see Jessica relenting to her inner cat in heat- to mold her into something more like me, there was also no satisfaction in seeing her with her legs held apart like a common whore for Raef’s pleasure.
What I was feeling at that moment in time was way more volatile and entirely unexpected. I had handed Raef an absolutely gorgeous little playmate on a silver platter, and the two were clearly enjoying the company of one another way more than I possibly could have anticipated. The tunnel vision I’d cultivated from the single mindedness of my determination had left me completely unprepared for the fruits of my efforts.
What I was experiencing on the putting green at that point in the evening was pure, unadulterated jealousy.
