Part 4 - Final part
Jon gently pressed his finger into her tight ass.
"Oops" he loudly spoke down the line, as he slipped his finger the entire way into her hole. Slowly he withdrew his finger, and re-entered with a second finger. Whilst it was tighter than he could imagine, the benefit of the lube allowed easy insertion. "I think she likes it James" he informed him down the phone. Jon did not cut off the call this time as he threw the phone on the bed. He could hear the protestation being shouted down the phone aimed at him, but he could not make out the words. If the hidden camera had no sound then he could be sure that James would hear all. "Your ass is so fucking tight" he told her.
"I can't believe you are fingering my ass, are you going to fuck it? She asked fully knowing the answer.
"You try stopping me" he replied "Oh you can't even if you wanted to" he replied, it was half true, still being chained he was in a way restricted, however she could certainly have made things hard for him, but she was doing the absolute opposite.
"Please don't fuck my ass, it’s so tight." she described.
"Yes, that’s what I'm hoping" he quipped.
"My husband would not stand for this if he wasn't stuck in Malaysia for work." she explained, giving Jon everything he needed and seemed to explain the camera situation.
John withdrew his fingers, once more he picked up the lube and squeezed a dollop into the palm of his hand. Gently he stroked himself coating his entire length with the viscous gel. He smiled as the tingle effect became obvious. He paid extra attention to coating his tip already glistening with his free flowing pre-cum due to the prospect of what he would be doing to her.
Jon moved his tip to her hole. Removing his hands he just held himself in place with the pressure of his tip against her. Gently he pushed against her, still her tight anal virginity held him at bay. Even pushing harder did not allow penetration, she certainly had not lied that this was new to her. Jon grabbed hold of her thighs and as he pulled her back against him, his tip parting her ever so slightly. She moaned, not in pleasure but at the rough grasping at her flesh, her skin had turned pale under the fierce grip he had on her. She knew the only way he would release the discomfort on her thighs, on his next thrust against her tight hole, she backed up against him sending his hard member deep into the most intimate of places.
"Oh fuck" Jon expelled as he felt his member being enveloped by her taboo tightness. The initial resistance passed quickly and he slid in the whole way to his base. As she had hoped his grip loosened as he began gentle yet deep strokes into her tightness.
For an anal virgin she took it well, there was no pained expression etched on her face, just a look of surprise if anything. Her teeth bit down gently on her lower lip, hey eyes were clenched tightly. She took him just as he wanted, she wasn't getting actively involved but she was obediently satisfying his horny urge. Jon was treating her ass with the utmost respect, whilst he had partaken in anal intercourse before he was certainly making the most of this, his gentle actions were two fold, firstly not to hurt her, and secondly to savour the moment, anything faster and harder may have resulted in what come have been perceived as a disappointingly premature conclusion.
She felt her drooped head being yanked backwards as Jon took hold of her chain. He leant forwards to the best of his ability to dispense a few words.
"Do you like that?" He asked.
"Yeah" she replied through gritted teeth in an unconvincing manner, it may have not been hurting but like with many women’s experiences it does very little.
"What about this?" He asked as his hand slid under her body and his finger found her wet pussy, his fingers delved around her pussy, soaked with a mixture of both his and hers juices, his thickening cum coating his fingers. He was now in a fairly awkward position, still trying to maintain his rhythm yet dispense a little touch for her. As he reached up further he could find her clit, whilst it was not as hard as before it was easily apparent. This time, her gasp was one of pleasure.
Jon rubbed her as hard as possible his bunched three fingers darted across her button pressing hard. The added action subconsciously drove him on, his anal thrust became deeper and harder, if they were causing pain then the delight coursing through her pussy was cancelling it out. The harder he rubbed the harder his cock slammed into her ass, it was not just a physical please that he was experiencing, the visual stimulation of watching every last inch of his shaft sliding into her tight ass, raised the stakes. Then finally and possibly the biggest turn on of all, knowing that her husband could see every little detail, hear all the accompanying intimate sounds. From the slapping of his body against hers, to the actual sound of the penetration, and finally her infrequent but sexy sounds. Her husband could hear it all, yet there was NOTHING he could do about it, bar shout down the still open telephone line.
Now it was Jon who had to close his eyes, if only to reduce the arousal, he was slowing in an obvious precursor to his impending orgasm. He hadn't noticed himself, but his breathing had become fast, shallow and highly audible, she knew that it would not be long before she was feeling his hot juices flooding her ass.
His concentration was being tested to the maximum as the husbands loud ranting spewed from the earpiece of the phone. It was too much, there really was no holding back now, there was only so long he could hold back before he would inevitably inflict a ruined orgasm on himself. She let out a pained squeal as his heavy touch nearly pushed her clit deep inside her, it was clumsy, but his control had abandoned him.
"Yes" he shouted as he felt the rush of cum tear through his shaft and swell into her hot ass. It was a load that felt so big, yet would remain unknown as it forced its way into her tight taboo hole. Whilst the anal intercourse had done so little for her, apart from the mental arousal of allowing a stranger to penetrate her in such a way, the feeling of him unloading in her triggered what would be one of the most intense and powerful orgasms she could recall.
Her wild squeals still filled the air, as she enjoyed the warm and satisfying pulsations radiating through her inner most regions. She wanted to just collapse under her own body weight right there and then, but stoically she held herself in position as he pumped every drop of his semen inside her. Finally they were spent, together, still locked in position but Jon was slumped over her back.
Not a word was spoken as they both glowed in the post orgasmic bliss. In truth Jon could have just fallen asleep even in the most bizarre of positions. He could feel his sensitive cock returning to a state of flaccidity, reluctantly he slowly began to pull away. His shrunken shaft was slipping quite easily from her, finally his tip popped from her. His entire shaft was coated with his cum.
She gave a sigh, which could have been interpreted as a slight disappointment, accepting it was over she slumped down onto the bed.
"No no no, Jon was quick to correct her and carefully, he lifted her back into position. 'Surely he must be done by now' she thought. He was done in performing the deed, but to him there remained one last act of show. He reached over to the not so hidden camera and uncovered it. He picked up the phone. "All, done, thank you" he said as he finally cut off the call. He could not tell the reaction but from the camera angle he knew that her husband would now be faced with seeing the proof of his intrusion, to even the layman her ass showed signs of his treatment, slightly reddened, slightly swollen, and dribbling with a thick line of his translucent juice. The lube used had certainly enhanced the effect, but that was to his liking.
Jon bent forward and placed the softest gentle kiss onto her ass cheek, as if to say thank you without ushering the actual words. He climbed off the bed and walked to the other side where her head rest on the bed. Jon placed his hand onto the cho ker chain now located on the back of her neck and slid it around to the front. With maybe an unexpected force he twisted the chain around his hand and pulled her upwards to his face. As their eyes met in a happy stare he pulled her closer and forced his kiss on her. She was slightly taken aback by his sense of entitlement, but reciprocated in a deep tongue kiss, she felt a burst of passion surging through her, and it was something that her current obedient relationship lacked. Clearly she felt a slight disappointment as he broke away and walked into the bathroom.
She continued to stare towards the door, hoping for his quick return and maybe even more of his attention, but sadly, for her, it would not come. The sound of the shower pump humming into action, coupled with the sound of the sliding door, confirmed that he was done.
Even above the sound of the water, he heard the telltale sound of the phone ringing, it stopped abruptly, and Jon understood that she had answered it. It did not deter him as he proceeded to wash every last physical trace of the encounter from his flesh, but it would take a lot more than water to wash the memory of this from his mind.
She was still talking on the phone when he stepped from the shower. He could only hear her side of the conversation, but he immediately broke into a smile.
"Of course I didn't want, it, but what could I do?" she explained. "Well you were the one that wanted this" she said back, more astutely. It was as if she was referring to another incident altogether as quite clearly she had wanted everything that Jon had dispensed to her. "Yes he is going now, I'll speak to you in the morning" she ended the conversation.
Jon re-dressed himself and emerged from the en-suite. He was unsure what to expect now that the lust had subsided, would her attitude now be different towards him? No,
"Hi" she spoke softly as she looked up at him.
"Hello" came Jon's slightly surprised reply. She had removed the cho ker, and was perched on the edge of the bed, clothed. She looked very different now, she was no longer the enslaved slut she had previously appeared. She was now a pretty woman, casually dressed, wearing the prettiest of smiles. "He's not going to give you a hard time, is he?" Jon enquired.
"You heard?" she asked.
"Well only your side of the conversation" he replied.
"Well he has a week to calm down before he gets home." she said with a smile. “You know what? He deserved this, this is his fantasy not mine, so he can be as angry as he likes" she continued in a more animated fashion. "I bet he quickly stopped stroking his cock when you took my ass.” her softly spoken tone seemed to contrast the words she spoke. “And, actually, fuck him, if he wants me to be used, then I'll be used on my terms. She finished. Jon offered her his hand, and lifted her from the bed.
"I had better be going" he spoke, time had really passed and he felt he had outstayed his welcome. She walked him back downstairs and to the door, opening it for him but not in a manner that seemed unwelcome.
"I'm Juliet" she said.
"I wasn't sure if I was allowed to know?" He said
"You weren't, but I thought maybe you wanted to know." Jon moved closer to her.
"Well Juliet, I don't know if thank you is the correct words, but thank you" he placed a soft kiss on her cheek.
Juliet glowed in a welcome act of tenderness that her one-sided relationship lacked.
"I will be here all week, alone" she hopefully informed him. Jon smiled back at her as he walked out the house.
"Well we can't be having that” he said as he lifted his hand to wave.
Juliet stood on the step watching him drive away, hopeful that he would return.
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