Unfaithful: An Unlocked Novella (5 page)

Alex pushed me back down and lay on top of me. I ran my hands over his big, firm shoulders, his tight, strong biceps. I could feel the hard tendons moving in his back.

“Stick it in me,” I said. “Please. Don’t you want to? I’m so wet for you, Alex.”

He didn’t say anything, but I could feel the tip of his cock
teasing against my lips. It was so close to me. My pussy must have been sending off waves of wet heat. I writhed beneath him, trying to rub the head of his dick with my wetness so he’d lose his mind and just shaft me. I felt a desperate emptiness in my pussy. I wanted him inside me.

Instead he kissed me, hard. My mouth opened easily and let his tongue inside. His kiss was warm and strong.
His mouth tasted like strong, sweet coffee. I sucked on his tongue, feeling his lips on mine. My insides melted. There was a furnace inside my chest. I’d never felt anything like it. I’d never needed anyone like I needed Alex Locke.

From somewhere the thought of Mark swam across my mind and I shoved it down savagely. I’d deal with that later.

“You want it?” Alex demanded, breathing heavily.

“Yeah,” I whined. I was losing control. And he was taking it from me.

“You want my dick in you?”

“Oh please, Alex. You’ve gotta give me that dick. You can do anything you want, just let me feel it. Fuck me like you fucked your English girl. Give it to me hard.”

Suddenly his hands were cupping my ass cheeks. He gripped me so hard it hurt.

Nervousness crowded out my lust for a second. What if he was too big? What if he hurt me, or if he couldn’t fit in? I almost told him to slow down for a second.

And with one burning thrust, his dick was buried inside me.

I screamed at the feeling. I didn’t care who heard. I was impaled on Alex Locke’s dick, and it filled my cunt completely.

“Holy shit!” I gasped. I’d never had a dick so big in me before. He moved back and then buried himself again, pulling so hard the muscles of his arms bulged. He pulled me against him so tight that I felt him slide an extra inch deeper into me.

“You’ve got such a tight pussy, Lisa,” he managed to get out as he started to thrust properly. “Jesus, I’ve
never had such a tight pussy.”

“Fuck my tight pussy,” I whispered into his ear. “Fuck my tight pussy. Please.” I bit his earlobe and he shoved himself even deeper inside me.

“I’ll never stop fucking your little pussy,” he said. “You’re my little bitch now.”

No one had ever said anything like that to me before, and something
new, something I’d never felt before, bloomed beneath my ribcage.  Suddenly I realized: I fucking
loved
being talked to like this. I loved knowing I was his. I loved feeling his complete control over me, like an iron bond clamped shut over me.

His hands were on my ass and he was plunging that cock into me again and again. I was so fucking wet from all the foreplay that he must have felt like he was just gliding in and out of me. Every now and then he’d change his angle and I’d squeal at the new sensation
of him pushing into me, the new friction of that huge tool inside me. I’d never had better, wilder sex in my life.

“Are you my little bitch now?” he demanded.

“I’m your little bitch,” I moaned. “I’m your little bitch. Fuck your little bitch. Use your little bitch.”

I could feel his balls smacking against my assh
ole, I was spread open so wide.

“I’m your dirty little bitch,” I repeated. “I’m your dirty little bitch, big daddy.”

He made a noise somewhere in the back of his throat. I was on fire with him, with his cock, with his words, with his whole body. Sweat poured off my forehead.

“Oh my God!” I squealed. “I’m gonna come!”

I’d never come with anyone else before, only when I was masturbating. I’d faked it all the time with Mark, but this giant dick and Alex were going to make me come. He started pounding faster and harder.

“Fuck me harder!” I begged. “Make me come!”

“Then come, you little slut!” he said, and with that he shoved himself all the way inside me to the hilt.

It was all I needed. My
delirious pussy clamped down around his powerful cock even as he forced himself deeper inside me. My thighs must have been like an outboard motor, they were shaking so fucking fast. My ass cheeks clenched and I squealed like the little bitch I was, like Alex’s little bitch. I shook and came underneath him.

I couldn’t even breathe, let alone talk. I gulped in ragged, shaking breaths
, desperate to feel that cool air in my lungs, while Alex slowly slid himself in and out of me. The sensation was too much, and he knew it with one look. He slid out of me and knelt on the carpet.

“Come here and suck my cock, Lisa,” he said quietly.

He didn’t have to tell me twice. I rolled over, feeling the delicious sensation of the carpet against my still-hard nipples. His rock-hard dick was swollen red and pulsing upward with every tick.

I kissed it gently, on the tip, and a long, slippery strand of pre-cum stretched between the hole and my
bottom lip when I pulled back. I could smell the muskiness of my pussy on him. Then I grabbed that hot, wet dick and stuck it in my mouth.

Hearing t
he soft, sucking sounds I was making made me horny again. I could hardly fit all of Alex’s incredible dick in my mouth and so I nuzzled the top of it, feeling the silky skin against my tongue and my lips. His dick tasted like my sex; strong and delicious. I tried to take all of him in and gagged when I was halfway down his shaft. I pulled back, gasping for air.

He laughed softly.

“I’m gonna cum in your mouth, and you’re gonna swallow it. You’re gonna milk all the cum out of my balls.”

Jesus, he knew how to turn me on. I nibbled soft kisses down his wide shaft and then down to his big balls. They were shaved hairless. I sucked first one, then the other, into my mouth. He leaned back and sighed. I sucked and gently tugged on his dick while I worked his balls, squeezing them with my mouth.

Then I moved back up and took his dick in my mouth. I pumped on his shaft with my hot, wet mouth, and a second later, I felt that big tool twitch.

He came hard, and his salty cum exploded across my tongue. There was so much of it some of it dr
ibbled out from between my lips to splatter against my heaving tits. I swallowed almost as a reflex, and his hot, sticky cum slid all the way down the back of my throat.

“Oh, baby,” he sighed. “That was so fucking good. That was the best.”

Alex lay back on the carpet and I snuggled into his chest. I was still gasping
for air like I’d just run a hundred miles. My pussy tingled. I put my lips to his neck and gave him a soft little kiss.

“That was the best sex I’ve ever had,” I sighed. “I’ve never been fucked like that before.”

He put his arms around me. His body was big and warm and being all wrapped up in him made me feel safe.

“I wanted to fuck you the first time I saw you,” Alex said. “I was going out of my mind seeing you in that tiny little bikini. I had to go jerk off as soon as I could, thinking about bending you over and stuffing my cock up your ass.”

I squirmed in his grip. His words made me feel all tingly inside.

“When did you start making those movies?” I asked hesitantly. I didn’t want to make him feel weird about having sex with
me; with Mark Moore’s girlfriend. But he didn’t seem to mind.

“Lisa and I started making movies ages ago,” he said. “It really turns her on, thinking of being on camera.”

“Have you made lots?”

“Sure,” he said, sitting up. “I’ll show you.”

He sat down at the computer and I came and sat on his lap. His legs were firm and bulky, and hard against my ass. All those heavy leg presses and deadlifts really paid off.

Alex opened up a folder on the computer and a request for a password popped up. He typed something in too quick for me to see.

“What’s the password?” I asked. He laughed.

“Like I’m going to tell you,” he said. “I have to keep
some
secrets.”

I pouted until the folder opened.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. There must have been hundreds of video files there, all showing Alex wrapped around some girl, both of them wrapped around each other, lost in ecstasy.

“I wanna watch them!” I said, leaning forward to get a better look. “I wanna watch all of them!”

Alex’s hand drifted into my lap and started rubbing at my upper thigh gently. I spread my legs a bit.

“OK,” he said. “Pick one, and we’ll watch it.”

“Ummm . . .” I searched through the videos. “There’s too many! I can’t pick!” I continued to scan through. “There!” I said, pointing. “That one!”

Alex opened up the video. His soft stroking on my thigh got faster and firmer.

It was dark on the screen, and all I could see was Alex walking around his bedroom. He was naked, and he had a massive hard-on. He stroked it a little and I felt myself start to get moist again.

Off screen I heard a girl call out, “Ready for me to suck your cock?”

I gasped when she appeared on the screen. I knew her! Her name was Hunter, and she’d come away with us last year when we all went away to a cabin in Big Basin that the Moores rented. She was only a few years older than me and she’d been totally cool; she was a grad student at Berkeley.

Hunter went down on her knees and started sucking Alex’s erect prick. I could hardly believe my eyes: there was the woman who’d cooked me dinner, who’d given me and my boyfriend a lift to go hiking, who’d made jokes with me about how hot the guys on
The Vampire Diaries
were. . . down on her knees, sucking cock. Hungry fascination gripped me as I watched her head move, as I watched the way her red lips took Alex’s hardness in.

In real life, Alex slipped a finger inside me and I moaned. I wriggled against him, pushing my butt cheeks back into his cock. I could feel him starting to get hard against me.

I reached around to cup his balls. I hefted them in my hand and gently squeezed. His cock was suddenly standing ramrod straight. It was really hard to concentrate, watching his cock get sucked on screen and feeling it get hard behind me, all the time feeling his finger work deeper inside me.

When he withdrew his finger. I groaned in disappointment.

“Stand up,” he said.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me against him. I jumped when I felt the first press of his cock against my stomach.
It made me shiver in delight at the thought of what was to come.

He pressed his lips to mine and kissed me, properly, like he loved me. His tongue pushed my lips open and I could smell him—his sweat and his manly scent. His tongue was warm in my mouth and his lips were soft. 

His hands slipped down and cupped my butt. Soft, this time. He squeezed it and gently pulled my ass cheeks open. The cool air whispered against my skin. I felt exposed and it turned me on. His cock was pushing at me eagerly now, and I could feel the blood pulsing in it like a heartbeat. That warm, squeezy feeling started up in my stomach again.

Now that we’d already fucked once, I wanted to take it slow. I leaned back and looked at his face. God, he was handsome. He had a strong, kind face. And he was so easy, so confident.
I felt all the strength fading out of me; my body had surrendered to him completely.

I cupped his face with one hand. His stubble felt so good and rough against my hand, like a man’s face should. I drew him closer and kissed him. This time he kissed me soft and gentle. Goosebumps broke out on my skin.

His dick pulsed against my thigh. He ran a hand up to cup of one of my boobs. He started squeezing, getting rough. The feeling spread out from my chest and wrapped itself around my spine like pins and needles. Before I knew what I was doing I was kissing him hard—so fucking hard I couldn’t believe it. I grabbed his tight ass and pulled myself against him like I was trying to squeeze us both together into one person. He slid his hand free and wrapped it in my long hair. He shoved his tongue in my mouth and I heard a low groan building up in the back of my throat. He bent his head and sucked one my nipples into my mouth, and I swear to fucking God, I squeaked. He rolled my nipple between his teeth and I grabbed his cock, frantically stroking it. The skin felt dry and I didn’t want to hurt him, so I spat in my hand and slickened it up. His cock pushed against my palm and I curved my hand around it, jerking him off.

Gravity was starting to lose its hold on me. The thought kept repeating in my head:
I’m cheating on my boyfriend. I’m cheating on my boyfriend
. But I wanted this more. I was so wet I could feel my own juices trickling down my shaking legs. I started to get that hot, flushed feeling again, and I knew my tits had blushed red, the way they do when I’m super turned-on. I wanted him so bad.

“Get down on your knees,” Alex said, and without a second’s hesitation I did what he asked. I knew I was going to do anything he asked from now on. If he wanted to fuck me into the dirt, he could. If he wanted to fuck my ass, he could. If he wanted me to suck his cock while I sang the national anthem, I would.

His dick was straining to be sucked. His balls bulged—I knew I wanted what was inside them. I wanted to feel it spurting inside me. I couldn’t take my eyes off that beautiful dick of his. So big and strong, just like him.

“Kiss it,” he said, looking down at me. “Kiss my cock. Love it.”

I touched my lips softly to the opening. It was glistening with pre-cum. He groaned. I forced myself to keep from gobbling his whole cock in one mouthful. So instead I rubbed my lips gently over the velvety tip, coating my lips with the slippery, salty pre-cum. Then I slid my lips just over his head and sucked, nice and slow. The head was so big it popped into my mouth like a cherry.

“Now suck,” he ordered me. “Suck it like you suck
Mark’s dick.”

I closed my eyes and leaned forward, opening up my mouth. Alex grabbed me by the back of my head and guided himself into my mouth. He was so big that I tried to draw back, but his dick was insistent, pushing against the width of my tongue. I let it slide out of my mouth and started to nibble gently at the underside with my lips.

“No more playing around,” Alex said. He grabbed me by the back of my head. “I’m going to fuck your mouth.”

I wanted him to be in charge
. The thought of him fucking my mouth, the hard note of control in his voice as he said it, made my heart pound in my chest. So I let him work my head with his hands, plunging his hard dick into my mouth, stroking firmly, forcefully. I could feel the raw heat pouring off it into my mouth. I bobbed my head with the movements of his hips. I loved hearing the sucking sounds I was making. He groaned again, and I dropped one of my hands between my legs. I cupped myself, feeling the wetness there. The next time he thrust into my mouth I tried to suck him in even deeper. I only managed to force another inch inside before gagging.

“That’s good,” Alex said.  He placed his hands at the side of my head and thrust again. I had to lift myself off my knees to take his thrust. The tip of his cock slid across the roof of my mouth, choking me. I gasped
for air, leaning back to escape the press of his head at my throat.

“I want to fuck you in my bed,” he said. He rubbed his cock with one hand. I could see it
glistening shiny and wet with my saliva. He took me with his other hand and led me through the house. The carpet was cool and giving against the soles of my feet. All my feelings has been jacked up to their most intense; every little movement of air on my bare skin sent another shudder through me.

His bedroom was like something out of a fairytale. The ceiling was high and there was a big mirror with gold edging over next to their massive closet; it must have weighed a ton. Everything was crisp and clean; the bed was this huge thing carved out of some kind of dark wood and the sheets were as white as snow. Even the air smelled good.

He must have set their camera up on the big dresser over on the far wall. I could picture myself standing there, watching him going at it.

“Bend over,” Alex said from behind me. “I’m going to fuck you so deep. I’m going to use your pussy, honey.”

I leaned forward and put my hands on the bed. I closed my eyes. I couldn’t wait for his big dick to be inside me again.

He thrust into me and I squealed. It felt like the tip of his dick was lodged somewhere up in the bottom of my stomach, he was in me so fucking deep. I squeezed him as hard as I could with my pussy, and his cock twitched inside me.

“Fuck!” I cried out. It was a sweet mix of pleasure and pain. I never knew I could love the sharp edge of pain like that before, but his absolute depth and the way he was plunging into me hurt and made me want to scream in ecstasy at the same time.

I lay my head down on the bed, feeling him inside me, stretching me wide, filling me. I felt drunk with the pleasure of it. His first entry made me feel warm and like I was somehow complete. Now he started fucking me properly. He clamped my hips against him until my butt was squashed against him as flat as a pancake, keeping me moving in time with his thrusts. Every time he pushed in, he pulled me tighter against him, somehow forcing himself a fraction of an inch deeper each time. I could feel the head of him swelling inside me; his cock got harder and harder until it felt like I was being fucked by an iron bar. He made a rough noise of pleasure and I moaned. I could hear the sounds coming from my own mouth, tiny little noises of yearning and desire. There was a roaring in my ears and I just wanted to be here forever, let him fuck me forever.

He started fucking me harder and faster. I could feel the stubble of his shaved pubes scratching at my soft skin, and his balls smacking roughly against me. For a moment I felt pain as he shoved too hard, too fast. I grimaced; I was still getting used to his size.

“Tell me you want it,” he said. “Tell me you want it deep.”

My tits bounced with the force of his pumping into me. I braced myself on the bed, his dick pushing further up inside me. His big thick cock-head felt delicious as it filled me.

He leaned forward so his chest was against my back. He paused for a moment, then slipped into me from a new angle. It forced a grunt out of the pit of stomach.

“Tell me you want it,” he whispered in my ear. His weight pushed down heavy against my back and my ass. He reached under me and grabbed one of my boobs, hard. I gasped at the roughness of his touch and the ceaseless pumping of his steady thrusts inside me. He let go of my tit and pulled one of my arms out wide, forcing it down against the mattress. Now he started to push harder than he ever had before, using the support of the mattress to balance my body against his force.

“I want you to fuck me, Mr, Locke,” I said, almost in a whisper.
I’d wanted to talk like this before to Mark, but now that I had to do it, I realized I had no idea how to talk dirty to someone who knew what they were doing.

“Louder!” he insisted, one hand around my thigh.

“Fuck me!” I yelled. “Please fuck me, Alex!”

“Call me Master,” he said. “Ask Master to fuck you.”

“Fuck me, Master!” I yelled, and a burst of electricity went through me, sharp and blue and sizzling. Alex slammed into me. His cock was the center of my whole world. Every time he pulled back I gasped, and almost sobbed with the relief of him pushing back inside me, lodging deep up into me.

Alex pulled out completely. I shuddered, clutching at the mattress, shaking with the sudden withdrawal.

“Turn around!” Alex ordered. I spun on the bed. He grabbed me by the head and thrust his cock into my mouth. I moaned around it, tasting myself in the sticky coating.