Making Arrangements

I walked towards the Prezzioso’s, and realized I was going to have to start finding a more discreet way to visit, if I was going to keep coming over.  I looked around to see if anyone was watching, then jogged up the driveway to the side door.  Mr Prezzioso was already relaxing in the living room.  Just looking at his lean muscular body, the way clothes just seems wrong on him, I felt my groin tighten.  

“So.  Mary Anne texted me.  She was a little upset.”

“Oh yeah.  That.”

Mr P looked amused.  “She’ll get over it.  She’s a cockfiend.”  He looked at me hungrily.  “Tell me about it.”

“Well, I…”  He stopped me, put his hand up.  He pulled me by my hand towards him, and made me sit next to him. He moved my hand to his crotch.  I felt my heart pound as I caressed the fat cock, and felt it come to life, and pushed against my hand.  

“Keep going.”

“Mary Anne disgusts me.”  I stroked his crotch.  He moaned.  I flipped down his waistband and his dick flopped out with a delicious thud.  I couldn’t wait for that cockslab to get dragged against my mouth.  

“She’s a needy pathetic piece of worn out pussy.”  He groaned as I enclosed my hand around his cock and began stroking.  

He intoned breathlessly, “I wore that pussy out myself.”  I squeezed harder on his cock, and he groaned again.  

“Yeah.  I figured.  That’s why I beat my dick into her asshole.”  He smiled at the thought.  I leaned over and started sucking his cock.  It was so big, I had to widen my mouth as much as possible.  I felt the precum slide down my throat.  I pumped my mouth over his dick a few times, then pulled off.  

“I want to you to fuck her again.”  I positioned myself between his knees and resumed sucking and licking.  He looked at me quizzically.  I pulled away from his cock.  “Except I want to fuck her in the asshole at the same time.”  

He moaned louder and bucked his hips into my face.  I couldn’t take his cock all at once and gagged.  “God I love your cock.”

He looked at me in the eyes again.  “Prove it.”

I opened my mouth as wide as I could and dared myself to open my throat.  He thrust his thick long pulsating cock into my face, his hands gripping my head like a basketball.  I loved the smooth hardness of his dick, bashing my throat until I heard him grunt “oh god oh god” and his hips violently bucked into me one more time and and his hot creamy cum slid down my throat.  

Afterwards, he handed me a towel.  I sat back down on the couch, and wondered if he’d do me too.  I only had an hour for lunch.  

“You know, my wife will be coming back soon.  We won’t have nearly as much freedom.”

“Yeah I know.”  I paused.  “If you stopped trying to screw her, hasn’t she figured out you’re getting it elsewhere?”

“I don’t think she has.  I think she really believes that my sex drive is as low as hers.  Not that it’s really low.  It’s just...selective.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, let’s just say I’ve noticed a couple of things that get her motor going.”

“If that’s true, why do you need us?”

He eyed me.  “Do you think my wife is the type of person who sucks dick enthusiastically?  Who’ll let you fuck her in the living room without putting a towel down?  Who’ll stick anal beads in you without complaint or judgment?”

I didn’t answer him.  “So what happens when she comes back?”

He looked at me and smiled.  “I think you might be able to help me out there.”  He casually pulled my dick out and started jerking me off.  

I found it hard to concentrate.  “How...would...I be able...to help?”  I gasped.  

He looked in my eyes.  “She gets horny when people beneath her piss her off.”  

He started sucking.  I couldn’t even concentrate on what he was saying.  He kept sucking and slurping my cock.  He licked my balls and sucked on them.  I felt myself getting close.  He picked up the pace and sucked my hard cock until it spewed cum all over his mouth and dripped onto the black leather couch.  I looked at my handiwork with satisfaction.  I could get used to jizzing on expensive things.  

I took a deep breath.  “Now what’s this about your wife?”