*MY HUSBAND’S DARK REQUEST๐ค๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐ด๐ด๐๐๐๐๐*
Episode 3
I moaned and bit into the pillow. I didn’t want to reveal that I was actually enjoying what he was doing. I felt both ashamed and embarrassed. I had heard tales about such sexual pleasures from my friends while I was in the university but the thought of a man going down on me was revolting.
At a point, I began to crave such experience but not when I married a man who only believed in p******g for two minutes and that was all. The room was dark and Jude would instructed on what position to take when he was done with the previous. As I laid there, I wondered what my husband was actually doing right now. I imagined him pacing the hallway and pausing before the door at intervals to listen.
My thoughts didn’t last long and I realized that I was crying. I was actually making no sound because I didn’t want Jude to be aware but the tears streamed out of my eyes. Why was I crying? I groped my mind for a reason and realized that I was crying because the pleasure was too much. The first tear had escaped my eyes after orgasm had taken over my body. I never knew this was how it felt like but I couldn’t do describe it. It was like heaven.
Jude was exploring my body in ways I never knew my body could be pleasured. Even though I tried to hold back from enjoying everything, it was difficult to because my body betrayed me. When he finally entered me, I didn’t need a lubricant like I always did with my husband. I held on the bedsheets to keep myself from holding him tighter to my body.
Five minutes passed, fifteen, twenty, twenty five and that was when I felt him go rigid. Soon, we were done and he didn’t roll off me and slept off like my husband, he embraced me and pulled my head to his chest while his finger drew invisible circles on my upper arm. I didn’t know whether to thank God for letting me experience such pleasure for once in my life, or break down in tears that I had actually agreed to let another man bed me.
Soon, he placed a kiss on my forehead and scooted off the bed. He had his bath, got dressed and exited the room while I remained on the bed, hiding my nakedness under the sheets. I could hear him talking with my husband by the stairs and I could just imagine them shaking hands while my husband thanked him profusely.
I rose and walked to the window just in time to see Jude unlocking the door of his car. I saw him pull something out of his pocket, stare at it for a while before entering his car and driving off.
(Unknown to Maureen, Jude had been staring at his semen in a tied condom. She had had no idea that he had used protection.)
should i Continue…?
