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In Too Deep, Book 3, Part 3
🕑 Added 2024-08-23 13:00:14 +0000 UTC
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This is going to be a relatively short posting today, but I think a particularly powerful one for the two main characters. I also wanted to get you something heading into the weekend, as this community rocks it hard. Love reading your comments and theories!
Chapter 22: Number Seven
“You should leave the wig on,” Amanda giggled as I drove somewhere—anywhere—secluded enough for me to reclaim her. “It’s pretty damn sexy.”
I flipped my long, rock-and-roll hair like a model frolicking in the sun. “You think I should grow mine out?”
Amanda laughed at the gesture. “Maybe,” she said. “Keep it on for now and we can try it out…” Her hand strayed down between my legs, and she traced my cock.
“But what would the partners at the law firm say?”
“Do you really care about those douchebags? Didn’t they tell you that you had to bring a client to a strip club?”
“Okay, that’s—FAIR! What are you doing?”
Amanda unzipped my pants and pulled m cock out, even as I continued to drive. Lowering her head into my lap, she smiled up at me. “Encouraging you to find us a secluded place.”
I swerved the whole SUV as Amanda wrapped her lips around my cock, scanning the upscale neighborhood for somewhere—anywhere—to park us. I spotted an actual park which wasn’t terribly secluded, but at this time of night, it would have to do.
Amanda had done this before. I remembered watching Nikolai Kozlov’s car come careening into his own driveway, and how when he’d gotten out of the car, he was zipping up his pants. That memory only added fuel to my passion.
I parked at an off angle, shut off the car, and rolled the seat back as far as it could go. Amanda slurped free of my dick and crawled into my lap, wedging herself between me and the steering wheel. Lifting the snake print dress up, she guided my cock right into her wet pussy.
“Fuck,” she hissed. “This is… yes… this is what I need.”
“Sammy 9Pole didn’t give it to you hard enough?” I challenged as I ran my hands over her. Her body felt like fire beneath my hands, even through the thin dress.
“He was the foreplay,” she said. “This is the main event.” She brushed my fake wig-hair over my ears and kissed me hard. “I’ve actually never been with a man with long hair.”
A month ago, I wouldn’t know how to process that. It would have been so out of character for Amanda. Now, my mind is leaping forward, wondering if we could make it happen. Her undulating body, though, made it all too hard to focus. Especially not when Amanda pulled down the front of her dress, freeing her full tits. Her nipples were swollen and too tempting to resist. I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around them, enjoying the gasp and squeal from my wife.
“So you weren’t tempted for round two in the backroom?” I asked.
Amanda didn’t answer immediately, continuing to bounce in my lap, and I thought that maybe she hadn’t heard. Then, opening her eyes to find me staring up at her, she said, “Oh, I was tempted. But if I’d stayed, it wouldn’t have been a quickie.”
I shuddered at that thought, despite myself. There was something intimidatingly erotic at how matter-of-fact she was about it. She felt it, too, and started fucking me faster. She ran her fingers up under my jacket, and when that didn’t seem to be enough, she pushed them beneath my shirt, nearly ripping off a button.
“God, David, you’re so hot,” she said as she traced my pecs and braced herself on my shoulders.
I thought of all the time I’d spent at the gym, filling the hours between work and sleep when she was off on assignment. I hadn’t noticed it, but I was more fit than I’d ever been in my life. “You like a man with muscles and long hair, huh?”
She grinded her hips faster, squeezing my dick with the walls of her pussy, trying to milk the orgasm right out of me. I groaned, getting close. “I like all types,” she whispered. “But I guess I do like the fit.”
“What’s been the best fuck that you’ve had since this whole thing started?”
She slowed the pace of her fucking as she thought, shifting into a more loving, more nurturing rhythm.
“There are two answers to that question,” she said.
“Sammy and Deion?” I probed.
Amanda laughed. “No, but that would have been a clever answer. No, I mean I can think of two fucks that stand out. The first was guy number seven, I guess.”
There was no guessing for Amanda. She was meticulous in how she cataloged everything.
I kissed her, running my hands down her body and cupping her fine ass. We’d all but stopped fucking, although I was still hard as steel inside of her.
“This was just after I’d started…” She hesitated for only a beat. “…hooking up with Nick. We went out to this Russian club that he liked, the Red Lounge. It was a place to be seen, if you know what I mean. Plenty of men with money and power. We had the place surveilled for months, but everyone was very careful there.”
“Sure,” I said, trying to move this along.
“So I go as Nick’s arm candy. He picked the dress out—tight, red, short. You’d like it.”
“Mmm, yes please.”
“We get there, he buys us a round of vodka, and just after the toast, he leans in and asks me who was the hottest guy in the club. Of course, I told him it was him, and he laughed, but told me to try again.” Lost in her story, Amanda started to ride me again, slow at first, but picking up speed as she got into it. “I look around and spot this young guy by the bar. Tightly cropped hair—like military buzz—five o’clock shadow, fit, but not super muscular.”
She ran her fingers once again over my shoulders, feeling my deltoids. “Kind of like you,” she said, her eyes dripping with lust.
“You sure you want me to keep the wig on?”
Amanda snorted. “I love you however, baby.”
“Okay, so what happens next?”
“Nick told me that he wanted me to fuck the guy, and he wanted to watch it.”
She went quiet, recalling the night, eyes closed, but judging by how she started to fuck me faster, it must have been some night. Before I could ask for more details, though, she found her voice again.
“This is going to sound awful, but it was one of the most electric things that I’ve ever heard. When he ordered me to do that…” Amanda didn’t even have to explain further. I felt her excitement in her hips, in the way her pussy rippled around my cock, in the bite of her fingers into my shoulders.
“So you did it?” I asked, surprised at how hoarse I sounded.
“Yeah.” She fucked me faster, running her hands up my neck, like she was so turned on that she wanted to choke me. “It was easy… to take him home… and he was cool with… another man… watching… mmm, oh David…”
She grabbed me, kissed me hard, gyrating in my lap like the trained stripper that she was.
“And he was that good?” I asked.
“He was good, powerful, knew how to use his cock, but… that wasn’t what made the fuck the best.” Faster she fucked. She was close. I could practically hear her pulse beat in my ears, a crescendo of eager lust. “It was his eyes… it was Nick's eyes… on us. The way he was so into it. The way I’d look over and see him watching with this intensity…”
She came with a gasp, pushing up off of me for a second before driving down hard. She pressed her hands into the ceiling of the cab and rocked her voluptuous body back, shuddering and moaning.
I saw what she was imagining, if only a glimpse. I’d been in the room when she’d fucked those two guys in front of everyone, and could still remember the intensity of Kozlov’s eyes on her. He didn’t join in. He didn’t even jerk off. He just watched, a true voyeur.
I came with her, my balls emptying all the angst that had been building as I’d watched her with Sammy and listened to this story. That drove her own climax to higher heights. She pulled me into her lush bosom, and now I really could hear her racing heart.
We came down from our orgasms together, catching our breaths.
“God, just thinking about it is still so intense. It was the first time for something like that. I already knew how much I enjoyed the attention that I got stripping—although the old me was still trying to come to terms with it. But this was the first time performing like that for another man, and my first real experience with a cuckold, and it was… revelatory.”
This was revelatory for me, too, helping to explain why she was so callous with me. She was used to this man getting off on that.
She seemed to see me again, and smiled. Her kiss was sweeter, softer, more loving.
“That was a wild story,” I said.
“Too much?”
“Ask me that a month ago, and probably yes? Now, it’s all part of who you are, and I want to know all of her.” I kissed her. “Also, I’m a little jealous of Nikolai Kozlov.”
“You shouldn’t be. He may have unlocked that part of me, but you get to have me for the rest of my life. If you’ll have me.”
“How about if I pulled that stunt? Us going to a bar and me telling you to fuck a man?”
“I’d have smacked you,” she laughed. “But now… now, if it’s something you’d like to try…” She finished the statement by squeezing her pussy around my now-limp dick. Incredibly, I started to harden again.
Amanda climbed off of me, though, stretching her legs.
“And the other best sex?” I asked as I turned the car back on. “That night at the Living Room?”
“No, silly,” she said. “It was when you came to me at the Raven apartment, and we fucked after finally getting the truth out in the open. And if I’m honest with myself, that… ultimate reclamation was the most intense sex I’ve ever had. So much emotion that it hurt.”
Hearing those words felt like I was a drowning man breaking the surface of the water. Breathing had never felt so sweet, and everything felt alive and exhilarating around me. I entwined my fingers in hers, squeezing her hands as I kissed her. I wanted to laugh and cry all at once, and when I pulled away from her, I saw that same emotion on her face.
“God, I love you,” I said.
I couldn’t wipe the smile from my face the whole drive back to our meeting place. It was still there when we got back together with Ty.
“What are you grinning at?” he started to ask, then waved it off. “Never mind. I think I have a pretty good idea.”
If only he knew the half of it.
Comments
Tracey52
I’m glad you see that. A good author like Kenny will bring the readership along with the story. I can’t help but identify with David, and while it’s not necessary that I agree with everything he decides, if it’s incredulous and we continue to hate Amanda for her betrayal then it won’t work for me/us.
Rich
“and for us the reader, so we too can “forgive “ Amanda her infidelity.” An interesting insight Tracey. I’d never really thought about it like that, but yes, it doesn’t work if David forgives her but we don’t. You just end up with a bunch of doubts and what ifs at the end.
Tracey52
Can’t wait
Kenny Wright
Her number was 12 when she talked to David in her apartment. There won't be a full accounting for all 12, but there may be some highlights. There was some significant lines that were crossed, if you recall. :)
Tracey52
I also love that we’re getting some recounting of more of the events of the past three months. I think it crucial for Amanda and David’s reconciliation and for us the reader, so we too can “forgive “ Amanda her infidelity. I hope we get more. What we know so far is interesting with the manager as her first hook up to get Nick’s attention and I assume Nick was number six if the guy in the story was seven and after Nick and Raven started hooking up. That leaves four more guys before Nick. That seems a lot before Nick then to get to fifteen, if I remember correctly, a lot after hooking up with Nick. More to reveal here I hope.
Tracey52
Also, I was pleasantly surprised we got this chapter. Thought I might have to wait until Tuesday, Wednesday my time. Thanks Kenny.
Tracey52
Despite what some others have said about this becoming a hotwife book, I’m loving how this is developing. I don’t see how it could have been any different if David was to come on board. Still plenty of room for some twists and turns though, particularly when Raven gets together with Nick again. I still think that some discussion about safesex could have come up between David and Amanda especially after Sammy’s comments, even if was some reassurance from Amanda that Nick had been tested and everyone else wore a condom. I can’t see how it could not be on Davis’s mind.
Donkatsu
Amanda is such a delightful, and joyous hotwife. Obviously, she has improved her “sources and methods”. I cannot help but think the Julia card has not played out yet. Both of them likely have some trials ahead. I have faith in Amanda’s ability to bring her skills into new, threatening, and uncertain situations creatively.
Kenny Wright
Glad you all enjoyed it! Have a great weekend everyone.
Chris K
Great chapter! Shame we didn't get the part of how the guy from the Red Lounge finished, and how Koslov reacted to that.
AP
Excellent chapter…Raven with Brandon would be a nice dark twist
Kevin Goodman
This may have been short, but it was super 🔥
Rubicon
“Romantic filth” describes how I like my erotica 😂
Rich
That is quite extraordinary. How do you manage to make something that filthy so romantic? Brilliant.
@hebridesdrifter
Now THIS is quintessential Kenny Wright!!
