Billy: Chapter 20

A week later and our life has changed in so many ways, yet not quite how I thought it might.

The biggest aftershock from our third and last time with Billy ended up being my proposal. With my blessing Jessica began spreading the word far and wide. The congratulations and well-wishes came pouring in. Despite not having a date set the women are abuzz with plans and ideas while the men I knew gave me good-natured ribbing about settling down. There were prodding inquiries on just how I “popped the question” but we would just laugh, give each other a knowing look, then sidestep the question. We would carry that tale to our grave...although once or twice I caught Emma, Jessica’s sister and closest confidant, give me a funny look when the topic was brought up that made me wonder if she knew.  We went and chose her ring together, ending up spending way too much on it but she was happy and so was I.

The next major change is in Billy himself. He never actually says anything but his change in attitude toward us, me in particular, is night and day. No longer did he look up to me as a mentor, an older cohort, or even a friend. I would say amused contempt would be the phrase that summed up his new opinion of me. When I was around Billy walked with a brash swagger and talked with a new confidence. His natural teen cockiness given a shot in the arm by his complete sexual superiority over one of his elders. Occasionally he would give me a hard look in the eye just to remind me what he knew.  Invariable I would be the one to break the gaze and look down, often with a semi starting to swell in my shorts.  Also, I suspected he had begun to talk.  There was nothing I could put my finger on, just looks I would get around the office and conversations cut short when I walked in.  It was what it was.  Jess and I would deny everything if it came to it.  I mourned the loss of a pal and I missed having his respect but it was the cost we paid for our sins.  And needless to say I stopped calling him kid.

Jess and I’s relationship was stronger than ever.  We had been through an adventure together and shared a secret piece of ourselves with the other which only helped forge the bonds of our love stronger.  I never tell her that I had tried to make that call to stop her and Billy, with the deed done I didn’t want to lay that guilt on her.  Surprisingly our sex life continued on much the same as it was before. For two days after Jessica had been sore and had understandably cut me off. It was the type of soreness that made her smile when she felt it. By Wednesday we were back to fucking like rabbits once more. With the engagement on we were more determined than ever to have kids. We talked seriously about Jessica getting one of those morning after pills after Billy’s uninvited creampie but in the end decided against it. With the frequency we’d been having sex all that month it was extremely unlikely that it would be that one particular seed that fertilized.  We also felt weird about terminating anything that could be ours. Besides, Jessica was certain that she hadn’t been ovulating that day.

As I said, our sex life hadn’t skipped a beat. In fact it had never been better. We are doing it twice a day at least and felt as energized and fresh as when we’d first fallen in love. Despite my silly fears of her being “stretched out” the looser feel she had after Billy had disappeared by the next time we had sex.  Things truly were back to normal. Our wild experience with Billy isn’t referenced or reenacted during our love making, in fact I hadn’t even had the nerve to watch the video back yet, yet it it spices up everything we did.  Jealousy and the incredible power it had over each of us in our own way is the unspoken fuel that kept the fires raging.

Unspoken...until today.

As we really get into things hot and heavy I see that familiar crooked grin and impish twinkle in her eye. Jessie is in a playful mood today. We had been horny as cats in heat all week but this is the first time I’d seen that naughty bad girl playfulness come out in a while. After some rough and frantic foreplay I have her on the bed, legs spread wide, as I kneel between her knees and stroke my hard cock.

“Yeah, you little slut.” The dirty talk had come out, it is one of those sorts of days.

“Yeah I am, come on baby, fuck me!” She slaps her pussy impatiently.

“He he he.” I slide two fingers inside of her tight wet cunny. “Whose my little whore? Hm?”

“Yeah baby, come make me your whore.” She snarls and runs her sharp nails down my forearms.

“Whose pussy is this?”  My fingers glide in and out of her.

“Why don’t you show me baby?”

I didn’t need to be asked twice. Slapping my dick against her slit a few times I line up and slam my cock deep. “RRRRMM! Yeah!  You’re my fuckin whore!”

That impish twinkle transforms into a devilish gleam right before my eyes and I knew I am in for something special.

“Is it all in?  Come on baby, don’t tease. Put it all in.” 

“Huh?”  I grunt.

She looks down then up into my eyes again. “Fuck...that’s it?”

I give her a stern look as my dick flexes hard.

She bats her big brown eyes with false innocence.  “Oops, did I say that out loud?  I mean…ohhhh, you’re SO big!”  She moans with exaggerated false passion.  “Ohhh!  Ohhh!  Oh baby, what a big cock you have!  It’s soooo big!”  Her expression dared me to do something.

“Fuckin whore.”  I grin.

She pinches my side.  “Come on baby. Make me your whore.  Take this pussy back. Come on baby, fuck me!”

“GRRRNGH!” I slam into her again hard enough to rattle her teeth.

“Guh! Deeper! Come on mother fucker, that all you got? Fuck me deeper!”

“You little...”

“Who you calling little pee wee?”  She chides as she grinds into me.  “Come on Micheal.”  After a moment’s hesitation she takes the leap and brings up our unspoken taboo.  “Come on.  He’s just a boy Micheal, an 18 year old kid.  You can fuck me better than a boy, can’t you?”

“I’ll show you fuckin pee wee.” I hold her down and fuck her hard and fast.

“Ungh! Unnf! Uhhh!” She grunts. “Ohhh, deeper, deeper baby!  Fuck me deep like Billy did.  Come on baby, deeper!  God I wish you were thicker.  I can barely feel you baby.”

On the next thrust I grind into her letting her feel every iota of my six inches.

“Gnngh!  Fuck!”  I force a gasp from her before she can pretend not to feel it and refocus on her teasing.  “Ha! That all you got? Billy was soooo much deeper, so much thicker, he was even harder than you.  Billy can really fill a woman up.”

My body lurches and my cock spasms at the mention of that name.  Her smile widens, she knew exactly what she’s doing to me.

She flexes her snatch like a clamp. “Ohhh, and he stretched me out soooo nice. With Billy I felt so full.  Harder!”  She spurs me on. “Fuck me harder!  Billy fucked me way faster than this.  Come on, wreck this pussy baby!  Make it yours!  Is that all you got?  Come on, fuck me like a man!”

I fuck her harder, the thunderous claps from our bodies filling the room.  I couldn’t last long like this but I am determined to earn back some respect.

“Ohhh!”  She moans with ravenous lust, loving every moment of the hard pace I am laying down.  “Ohhh mmmm!”  Her lusty moans escalate before her eyes waver then suddenly snap back into focus.  “Look at you.  Cuck!  Ha ha ha!  Cuck!”

“Mmmmm!  Fuck!”  I groan.

“You loved it.  Watching me get FUCKED by a bigger better man.  Ohhhh.”

“Rrrrm!”

“He he he.  Maybe I should fuck all your friends.  Ohhh.  What do you think of that?”

“Huh?”

“You heard me.  Mmmm!  Yeah, I could suck and fuck all the boys.  Give my pussy to each of them as you wank your little crank.  What do you think baby?”

“You fucking…fuckin…slut!”  I growl through gritted teeth as I set down a brutal pounding rhythm, doing my best to match the relentless brutality of the impossible standard Billy had set and falling well short.

“Yes!  Slut!  A slut wife for cuck husband!  Ohhhh fuck!”  She rakes her claws across my back.  “Peter is such a playboy, such a pussy hound.  So dashing, so rich, so…insatiable.  Mmmm.  He’s had soooo many women.  So much experience.  He must be an incredible lover.  He’s probably done things we can’t even imagine.  I could be another notch on his bedpost.  Imagine!”

“Shut up!”  I am riding the edge, if she kept talking like this I might cum at any moment. “Rrrrm!”

“Ohhhhh yessss. Harder!”  The bed quakes and creaks to our motions but not like it had a week ago. “And Brandon, what a wild man!  A party animal, chasing any girl he has a shot with no matter what she looks like.  He’s as much of a slut as I am.  And all those lovely gym muscles.  I bet he’s an absolute savage in the sack.  Just picture it!  Him pounding your little fiance.”

“Fuck!”  Try as I might I cannot help but imagine her fucking each friend as she brought them up.

“And Dennis!  Unnnghh!  Big, rugged, manly Dennis.  His fingers alone are as big as your cock.  Big Daddy Dennis.  Do you think his dick is as big as the rest of him?  Huh?  I bet it is. Mousy skinny little Rachel taking his big hog on the regular, crazy when you think about it.  You think he and Rachel swing?  I bet they would for us.  Ohhhh god!”  Her body jolts under me.

“Rrrrrm!”

I feel a shudder run through her and her pussy tighten as she holds back a gasping groan.  She is cumming but downplaying it as best she could, not wanting to give me the satisfaction of climaxing loudly.

“Yeah…fuck!”  I huff.  “Cum for me!”

“Ohhmmm, yesssss!”  She sighs.  “But you don’t make me cum like Billy can.”

“Oh Jesus…fuckin…Christ!”  I am firing on all cylinders now, fucking my hot and fertile fiance with everything I had.

“Ohhhh, ohhhh!”  Her fiery gaze locks into mine once more.  “And what about Jon?”  Oh my god, I couldn’t believe she is going there.  Jon is my best friend.  We’d known each other since we were kids.  Outside of Jessica there is nobody else closer to me, not even my family.  We are more brothers than buddies.  We had been through everything together.  I’d take a bullet the guy and I knew he’d do the same for me.  She continues, stoking my fires mercilessly.  “Mmmm, Jon!  Hot chocolate.  Suave, cool, and ohhh so handsome.  Tall, dark, and delicious!”  She hisses.  “What about it Micheal?  Do you want me to fuck your best friend?  Do you want to watch me take his big…black…cock?  MMMMM!”

“GUNGHHHHHH!”  It is too much.  I ram my cock deep and erupt like Krakatoa, the seismic force of my orgasm gripping my whole quaking body.

Even as I nut Jessica’s teasing continues.  “Not yet baby, not yet!  You didn’t make me your little whore yet.  You didn’t win back my pussy baby.  Not even close.  You didn’t fuck me as good as Billy yet.”

“GUH!  GUHHH!”  I am out of my mind with euphoric rapture.

“Billy fucked me so much longer, so much harder, so much deeper, SO…MUCH…BETTER than you!”

“FUUUUUCK!”  Every hard pumping wad is as mind blowing as the first as I cum longer and harder than I ever had before.  I am a grunting heaving animal as I fill my girl’s pussy with every drop I had to shoot.  I finish with a long ebbing grown.  “Ohhhhhh…”

With that I collapse on top of her.  I felt so completely drained, so utterly spent, and so fully satisfied.  My body and soul infused with that peculiar indescribable jealousy fueled ecstasy.  Jessica relaxes beneath me and embraces me tenderly, stroking me and whispering honeyed words of affection in my ear.

“I love youuu!”

She is my everything and everything I am is hers.

The End