Payback: The Complete Edition Page 4

  He thrust into me again, his muscular thighs slapping against my buttocks as he pounded me. I couldn't believe how quickly I was going to come, how much of a thrill this was!

  Luke kept his momentum going as he leaned in close. “Admit it, you love being fucked by a real man.”

  “I... I love it. I want you.”

  I could hear the hiss of the shower from the bathroom, the reminder of Carl's proximity adding to the thrill. He was completely oblivious to the hunk taking his wife in the next room, and it sent a thrill coursing through me. I could feel myself getting close, the pleasure and heat rising between my thighs.

  Luke leaned in closer, whispering in my ear. “Say you want my baby. I love it when you say that.”

  “I want your baby Luke. I want you to come in me.”I groaned back, my lust for him surging.

  “You keep talking like that, you'll make me come.” He said, his pace increasing. “And we know just how risky that could be.”

  I whimpered, desperate to be filled by him one last time. I was so close, I just needed to feel his heat inside me to kick me over the edge.

  “Oh please!” I hissed, “Please, fill me up!”

  He grunted with satisfaction, pounding into me. “I'm going to come inside you.”

  “Yes!” I gasped. “Do it! Make me pregnant! Give me your bastard!”

  His pace became frantic as a blissful look came over his face. “Unh... Fuck, here it comes.”

  He tensed, his muscles taut and bulging as gave one almighty thrust, and I felt his warmth pumping into me. “Oh yes! Oh yes, I feel it!” I gasped as I stared, open mouthed at him. “Fuck, Luke... Luke I'm coming!”

  He pumped me one last time, his virile sperm gushing through my vulnerable, fertile womb to carry out it's duty. I cried out, my head rolling back on the sheets as I came.

  Luke collapsed on top of me, his chest heaving as he regained his breath. I slapped his shoulders, trying to get his attention, remind him the urgency of our situation. He just grinned, and started grabbing his clothes from the bed where he'd dropped them.

  I lay there, legs still open, watching him gather his things as his come slowly dripped out of me.

  From the bathroom, I heard the door open. Luke froze, and I frantically waved him toward the door. Carl usually took longer in the shower than that, but for some reason he was out early.

  Luke was already halfway across the room, so there was no time for him to get under the bed again. There was a walk-in cupboard on the wall by the door, so he dived in, pulling the door closed. Cliché I know, but in an emergency sometimes the clichés are there for a good reason.

  I pressed my thighs together and tried to pull the covers over me, hoping too much of Luke's come wasn't leaking out. The bedroom door opened as I was tugging at the covers, and Carl looked down at the bed in confusion at my body. I froze.

  He crossed his arms over his flabby chest. “Well, what did you need? I heard you saying something from the bathroom.”

  “I uh...” I blustered, “I was asking you to come in. I hoped my little surprise might get you in the mood to try and conceive.”

  “Did... Did you shave your vagina?” He asked, eyebrows furrowed.

  “Y...yes. I read somewhere it might help.” I said. “I thought you might find it sexy.”

  Carl shook his head, closing the door behind him and leaning against it. “Honestly, I don't know what's gotten into you. This isn't like you Katherine.”

  I nodded, secretly relieved. I'd gone to seduction in my panic, but the thought of letting that cheating pig on top of me turned my stomach. And the thought of his come polluting the reservoir of Luke's sperm would ruin my plans completely.

  “I see.” I said, pulling the covers over myself. “I just thought you might like it.”

  He sniffed. “Well, I don't. You look like a slut.”

  I blushed, taken aback. Maybe I'd been used to Luke complimenting me over the weekend, building my self esteem back up. I flushed with anger and pulled the covers over myself.

  “Don't call me that.” I couldn't believe him. Luke had liked it, and I'd liked how it felt. Carl's judgement was just making me more and more angry.

  He shrugged. “I'm sorry Katherine, but that's what I think.”

  Suddenly, the closet door burst open. “Her name is Kat.” Luke growled, holding a jacket around his waist. “And don't you dare fucking call her a slut again.”

  Carl's face was an absolute picture. Shock, fear, horror, revulsion... Honestly if I hadn't been so shocked myself I probably would have laughed as he stared at Luke, stunned.

  “Who... Who the hell are you?!” He cried, falling back against the door.

  Luke stepped closer, jabbing a finger into his chest. “I'm the man who's been here the last two days trying to undo your damage. I'm the guy who's been showing your pretty little wife the good time she deserves. And I'll tell you who else I am. I'm the father of her baby.”

  Carl scrabbled against the door behind him, his face a mask of pure panic. As he struggled, his towel came loose and fell to the floor. He scrambled to cover his flaccid penis with one hand while fruitlessly trying to gain purchase on the door-frame with the other. His humiliation was more perfect than I could have imagined.

  He looked at me as I sat on the bed. I felt invincible compared to him now, but he looked so pathetic in front of Luke.

  “Luke, let him go.” I admonished. Luke looked across at me, his brows furrowed.

  “Why should I? Look at him.” Luke stared intently at him for a moment, then pointed at a chair in the corner. “Sit down.”

  He released Carl, who indignantly rubbed at his chest where Luke's hand had held him back. “I don't see why I should listen to either of you in my own...”

  Luke grabbed his chin, pulled his face close and hissed. “Sit. Down.”

  Carl gulped and obeyed, meekly shuffling over to the chair with his hand covering between his legs. I stifled a giggle as I thought, with his tail literally between his legs.

  Luke walked back over to the door, turning the key in the lock and taking it out. He held it up to Carl to show him, then tossed it over to the bed.

  Carl watched it land, and then looked up at me. He had a bewildered look on his face, as though he hadn't spent a dirty weekend away of his own.

  “Katherine... Why?”

  Luke laughed, still holding the jacket around his waist. I realised it was one of Carl's best suits, and I laughed inwardly at the thought of Luke wiping himself clean on it.

  He stood next to me. “Because I was here when she found out about this weekend. I showed her what a weasel you were, and we decided to get a little payback.”

  Carl looked aghast. “What do you mean?”

  Luke looked down at me, putting his hand on my shoulder. He looked at me and his voice softened, a wistful smile crossing his face.

  “Show him.”

  I blushed, but with Luke's hand on my shoulder and the truth revealed, I suddenly felt invincible. I sat back on the bed and opened my thighs, feeling Luke's come leak out of me.

  Displaying the fruits of my wicked weekend to him like that made me shiver with excitement. Carl went furiously red, but sat in the chair watching as Luke crouched by my open legs.

  “That's my baby in there.” He said. “Or at least it will be, soon. Honestly, you weren't even supposed to find out. She was supposed to go on with her happy little life, keeping our dirty little secret from you as my own, private revenge.”

  He sighed, standing up. “But you kept pushing, didn't you? And what can I say, both Kat and I have rediscovered our impulsive nature over the weekend.”

  Carl's mouth was hanging open, scandalised by what was going on. He looked me in the eyes again.

  “Is this true?”

  I nodded. And all I could think was how turned on I was, showing myself off as my lover dominated my pathetic husband. I could feel myself becoming sensitive, my body flooded with a rush of endorphins from the excitemen
t.

  “I let him fuck me, Carl. I let him seduce me.” As I said it, I looked down and saw his cock twitch. I almost felt like laughing.

  Luke slid a hand up my leg and I felt a tingle in my loins, desperate with anticipation. He stroked the flesh of my inner thigh, teasing me.

  “She let me fuck her, Carl.” He laughed, echoing me. He let the jacket slip from his fingers, his shaft already stiffening as it hung between his legs. “I gave her this.”

  Carl looked away in disgust, but I looked down at it hungrily. I wanted him again. I wanted him, and I didn't care that Carl was watching. In fact I wanted Carl to see. I wanted him to understand what he'd made me do.

  When he'd called me a slut, I'd been hurt. But then I realised I didn't want to deny it. I didn't want to run and hide from my sexuality, just because of his shame. I wanted to own the word 'slut,' make it mine. If he wanted to throw that word at me, I'd be a slut; but make it a thing to be proud of.

  Luke's hand slid further up my leg, and I leaned in to kiss him. Carl sputtered in indignation in the corner, but as I glanced over I could see his cock growing hard between his legs.

  Luke pulled away from the kiss, grinning at me. “Do you think we need to give him a demonstration?”

  I bit my lip. “I think I'd like that.”

  He turned to face Carl again, staring him down. “Stay there and watch.”

  I sighed, leaning back as Luke climbed onto the bed over me. His cock was already stiffening, so soon after the last time. I looked over at Carl, who was red faced and furious, staring at me in disbelief.

  Luke slid straight between my open legs, his cock pressing against me. He eased himself inside me in one smooth stroke, looking down at me with that cocky, lop-sided grin of his.

  “You like this?”

  I groaned, writhing beneath him like a sex kitten. “I do. I really do.”

  “You like it when I fuck you?”

  “I love it.” I moaned.

  “You like it when your husband watches you?”

  I grinned happily. “It makes it more exciting.”

  “You hear that Carl? It's more... exciting!” He punctuated the word with an extra deep thrust, making me gasp with pleasure.

  I rolled my head over and looked at Carl, sat in the chair. He was staring intently at us, but his cock was standing up as straight as it could. Nothing compared to Luke, but impressive by his standards. Even though it must have been complete humiliation, he was still getting turned on watching me get taken.

  Luke noticed it too, and laughed as he pounded me. “I think someone likes what he sees.” He said.

  Carl hung his head in shame. For half a moment I felt sorry for him, before I remembered his cheating and his lies. I crooked a leg around Luke's back, using my hips and the heel of my foot to pull him deeper into me, biting my lip with arousal.

  “Let him watch.” I moaned. “Let him see a real man take his wife, Luke.”

  Luke leaned in close to me, his thick, muscular arm propping him up. Each time he thrust into me I felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through me, building and taking me over. I watched Carl's humiliation as I felt the intensity of my own pleasure building.

  Carl's hand was resting in his lap, and he started to adjust his erection as he shuffled back and forth. It almost looked painful, sticking up like that. He was so turned on, watching his little wife getting fucked by such a big, strong man.

  I started to fall into my own bliss, imagining an army of lovers taking me in front of Carl. Being taken over and over, ridden like a breeding mare as he sat and rubbed his little prick. I wanted a line of cocks, taking turns or all at once. If Carl wanted to call me a slut, I imagined waving the word in his face, showing him the slut I'd buried all these years. The real woman inside me.

  I gasped as Luke's pounding started reaching a feverish pace. “Are you going to come inside me again, lover?” I moaned.

  He grunted, turned on even more by the idea. I grinned and pressed my hand into his bulging chest.

  “Do it to me.” I keened, arching my hips to accommodate his urgent pace. “Come inside me Luke. Knock me up. Give me your baby.”

  I looked across at Carl, knowing his humiliation was complete. I tried to picture what he must be seeing - Luke slamming into my open and welcoming body, and me tensed beneath him, rising to meet his thrusts. The thought of Luke coming and Carl watching was enough to tip me over the edge, and I felt my orgasm overtaking me.

  I gasped, clutching at the bedsheets as Luke exploded inside me. Heat and raw pleasure flooded my loins and I cried out Luke's name, not Carl's. He'd taken me completely, body and soul.

  We slowed and I fell back on the bed, chest heaving as I lay there. Luke slid out of me, and I felt a little more of his come dribble out of my poor, used body.

  I looked over at Carl again. He rubbed his face with his hands, looking up at me.

  “Katherine... For God's sake, why?”

  Luke laughed as he reached for his jeans. “You really have to ask? After your little weekend meet-up with Gemma?”

  He looked up at Luke in confusion, then across at me. “How... How do you know about Gemma?”

  I rolled my head to face him, still panting from Luke's attention. “I heard her in your room.” I said. “So I checked your emails, and your Facebook. I saw the messages, the photos.”

  He laughed. “You saw all that, did you?”

  I couldn't believe how brazen he was being about his cheating. “So you're not denying you met up with her?”

  “I'm not.” He said, shaking his head. “She's my half-sister.”

  For a second I was even more disgusted at him, before it clicked.

  My heart sank. There hadn't been any mention of sex, just being eager to meet up. And now that I thought about it, there could be a resemblance between them.

  “We met through one of those ancestry search sites.” He said, head hanging against his chest. “I didn't mention it because... I wanted it to be a surprise.”

  My blood was running cold. My whole weekend had been fuelled by the thought that Carl was fucking another woman, and now I discovered he was just as faithful as he'd always been. I'd been the one who'd cheated. Every time I'd had sex with Luke... My god, what had I done?

  Luke stood by the end of the bed, looking between us. “Dude... is this true?”

  Carl took his mobile out of his jacket and flipped through it for a second. He passed it to me, and the blood drained from my face as I read his texts. It was the one thing I hadn't had access to.

  It was true. There was a registration code from the site. A notification about an estranged relative looking for him. The first contact text. Agreeing to meet up. A text from her saying she couldn't wait to meet his wife.

  His wife, who was now sat here with her bedsheets wrapped around her, full of her lover's come.

  I felt wretched. Carl sank onto the bed next to me, his head hanging and his shoulders slumped. His cock still stood up painfully between his legs somehow. I wanted to throw my arms around him, comfort him, but I didn't know if he'd still want me.

  Luke was still standing at the end of the bed, wringing his shirt between his hands. “Dude, if I'd known...”

  Carl laughed. “You'd what? You'd not have made a move? You wouldn't have fucked my wife?”

  I saw his cock spasm again as he said it. I looked up, into his eyes. But instead of anger, there was something else there.

  “I didn't realise... I thought you were too quiet. I thought you were too reserved. I never dreamed you would... I never dreamed I'd get to see you like that.”

  I bit my lip. Was he saying what I thought he was saying?

  “You looked incredible.” He sighed, moving my hand over his prick. It was rock hard as I closed my hand around it. I felt a flush of excitement pass through me as I realised.

  All these years. All this wasted time. I'd been pretending to be a good girl, and he'd just been pretending as well. But it hadn't been what either of
us had wanted. It had taken this misunderstanding, and Luke's intervention for us to realise what we really wanted. .

  I looked down at his cock, rubbing it up and down gently. “You wanted to watch me?”

  He moaned, closing his eyes. “For so long. I hoped you had it in you, but I didn't... I never asked because...”

  I shushed him, pressing his head against my shoulder as I took him in my hand. I looked up at Luke, who was staring down at us in confusion.

  I motioned for him to come over. He stood in front of us, his thick length stiffening despite the frown across his face.

  “Is... Is this the kind of thing you like?” I asked, taking my hand off him to grasp Luke's tree-branch in my fist, squeezing it with my thumb.

  Carl nodded, watching intently as it grew even as I worked it in my hand. I could feel the heat radiating from it, and sighed in satisfaction as I slipped my mouth over the end.

  Carl gasped, but a quick glance showed it was a gasp of pleasure. He had his fist wrapped around his cock, tugging at it as he watched. The sight of my husband jerking off as I sucked off such a manly, virile stud sent a shiver through me, and I slipped my head down further.

  Luke shook his head, grinning with relief at me. “I don't know what the hell's going on here,” He chuckled, “But you just keep that up and see if I don't fuck you.”

  I moaned, sucking extra hard on his bulbous head to reward him for his dirty talk. But it was Carl's whisper that really sent a pulse of pleasure coursing through me.

  “Yeah... Fuck her.” He hissed, now blatantly stroking himself.

  Luke grabbed my hair, pulling me off his cock with a wet pop. “You don't have to tell me twice.”

  He climbed onto the bed, easing himself past me to lie on his back, legs splayed. “Come here.” He growled. I shuffled round, hooking a leg over his abs to climb on top of him. His cock pressed against the smooth skin between my legs. I was so sore from the last few days but I couldn't have stopped myself even if I'd wanted to.

  Luke locked his fingers together behind his head, his muscles standing out taut and rigid beneath me. “I want you to show your little hubby over there how you ride.” He said, nodding at his cock.