Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
Defiled Young Housewife: EP12

He pulled out too late but while still ejaculating, his warm cum landing on her stomach. He removed her hand from his hip and placed her fingers around his cock. "I'm not done. Stroke me, baby. I made you cum now help me finish." "Oh god, Reggie-you're cumming all over me."

"It's okay, baby. It's my love for you overflowing from my body. Don't stop. It feels good. Keep stroking it and show me how much you love me too."

She helplessly lied beneath him, his hand around hers making her gently tug on his cock and assist with the sick, demented task. His hard, gargantuan penis pulsated in her hand like a major artery about to burst, discharging semen all over her.

"Oh, yeah, baby... Ah, keep doing that. I love you. I'm sorry. I tried to pull out before I started to cum, but you felt too good and I couldn't help it."

Christy was speechless. How could this happen? She was married to Dave and loved him, but this awful criminal had fucked her - again. She let go of his cock, sat up and looked down in shock at the mess Reggie had left all over her body and at what was copiously leaking from her pussy. The size of his penis and testicles truly matched the amount of semen they produced.

His cum, mixed with her own vaginal secretions, was on her hand from fondling him and she didn't know what to do with it. He hugged her and she unconsciously ran her slimy palm up his hard, muscular chest. "Please, stop now," she implored in his embrace.

He left her bed, stood and petted her hair affectionately. "I love you. Did that feel good, baby?"

Christy sat on her bed staring up at him incredulously, her eyes filled with more confusion, anger and shame. How could he possibly say he loved her and ask that? "No, it didn't feel good. I hated it and I hate you, Reggie. I'm married, I love my husband and I didn't want to do this. You made me do it."

He smirked at her. No matter what she said, they both knew how much she came. "I guess I'm gonna have to work on you some more then. Eventually you gonna admit liking it and you gonna love me."

Neither of those things would ever happen as far as Christy was concerned.

He picked his boxers up off the floor and turned to her. "Make sure you don't tell no one about me, and we'll keep all this our secret. You probably don't want your husband replaceing out about what you been doing with me, and you don't want my homeboys visiting any of your family or friends either."

Tears began running down Christy's cheeks. "I did what you wanted. Now get out of my room and leave me alone!"

She sat on the edge of the bed and watched his towering body walk away, his dark, muscular shoulders, back, and buttocks briefly on display. He closed her bedroom door behind him as quietly as he had entered it that morning, leaving Christy with him in and on her body and what he had done to her again seared into her memory.

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The exercise helped take her mind off what Reggie had done to her again yesterday. Christy had gone to the gym early in the morning, finished a good swim, got in some strength training, and returned home to take a shower, all before the sun had risen.

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A cool breeze blew through her golden hair as she finished running home from the gym and reached the front of her house. The stars brightly twinkled in the pre-dawn sky, and a sliver of the moon hung low in the horizon as if bidding farewell to another night. All the windows in her house were dark as she approached, except one. The light from her bedroom window indicated Dave was awake and getting ready for work.

When Christy entered the bedroom, Dave greeted her with his usual smile, completely unaware of what had been transpiring between his wife and Reggie. "Why up so early this morning, Christy? Did you have problems sleeping again last night?"

He buckled his belt, sat down on the edge of their bed-in the exact same spot where Reggie had fucked her yesterday- and reached for his work boots.

Christy was filled with guilt and shame. She did have problems sleeping last night, but she couldn't tell Dave the real reason why. "I guess I'm a little apprehensive about that job interview today, so I ran to the gym and got in an early workout." "You're incredible, Christy. I wish I had half the energy you seem to have. That's how you keep your gorgeous figure."

Dave's comment was supposed to be a complement, but Christy wished she wasn't so attractive because beauty had become her curse.

"Dave?" she asked softly as he was tying his boot.

He looked up at her. "What, sweetheart?"

"If I get this job maybe we can give Reggie back his lease money, sell the house, and move somewhere more affordable."

His eyebrows lifted as he listened to her. "I thought you loved this house, Christy. Why do you want to sell it now? Eventually the market will come back and we can sell then if you want."

She looked at the floor like a child caught in a lie. "I don't know, Dave. I just don't like having to share our home. I think it would be better if we had some place smaller for just the two of us."

"I don't think we can sell for what we owe. We're upside down on the mortgage. We'd have to do a short sale and that would really ruin our credit for a long time. We've already been late on a few bills and I don't know if we'd even qualify for a new loan. We should be able to make ends meet now with the extra income from Reggie though. I think it'd be best to hold on to the house until the market recovers. Besides, Reggie wouldn't be too happy about having to pack all his things and move out after he just moved in. It wouldn't be very nice of us to do that to him."

If Dave knew the truth about Reggie, he wouldn't have been so concerned about upsetting him. Dave always wanted to be everyone's friend, and some people took advantage of his trusting nature. In this instance, it was Christy paying the price. "I guess so," Christy softly replied with a hint of sadness in her voice. She turned toward the bathroom to bathe and get ready for her interview.

The interview she had missed the first time Reggie raped her was with Brightman Enterprises. The company must have been really interested in hiring Christy because they rescheduled her for today instead of hiring someone else. She needed this job. It was a position as an account executive, and not only would it provide necessary income, but it would advance her career.

Dave had already left for work when Christy finished showering and exited the bathroom. She thought he would still be home, but he had gone in early it seemed. She had felt safe from Reggie while Dave was around. Alone and unprotected, she quickly finished dressing in business attire and put on some makeup in a hurry to avoid Reggie.

The house was quiet, and she didn't think Reggie was awake yet, but when she went into the kitchen there he was, wearing only his underwear and standing in front of the refrigerator as if he had been waiting to ambush her. The muscles in his arms, chest and stomach bulged beneath his dark skin like waves in a restless ocean, and a huge protrusion caused by his massive erection pushed against the fabric of his boxers like a pole holding up a circus tent.