Her Husband is My Lover

MATURE CONTENT AHEAD! SKIP THE CHAPTER IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE TO READ IT OR ELSE... IT WILL NOT AFFECT THE FURTHER STORY. 

When she woke up, Rose found herself lying on a cold floor. When she tried to get up from that freezing floor, she suddenly felt her head becoming heavier and every limb in her body aching than ever as if every part of her body trying to break apart. She felt like as if she was hit by a truck. 

She tried to focus and get her thoughts straight but once again her head become fuzzy, everything in front of her eyes started blurring. Just as she was about to drift into sleepiness again, she felt someone carrying her up, before she could open her eyes and look at whose hand was carrying her, she was mercilessly thrown onto the bed. 

With her eyes wide open now trying to focus in front of her, she saw blurry image of a man. Forcing her mind, she tried to remember that man but suddenly felt something pushing down her lips. she tried to open her mouth to speak but even before the voice came out of her mouth, something slipped inside her mouth. She realised that man was kissing her forcefully but either because she was feeling drunk tired or because she liked it or maybe because it's been ages since someone's tongue played inside her mouth, violating every corner in her mouth, she didn't resist it.

Slowly Rose's breath become heavy, she could feel that man's warm breath on her face. She felt her body warming up bit by bit. After kissing for a while his tongue finally left her mouth but his lips starting nibbing the base of her neck. 

"Ah..." a silent moan left her mouth.

Rose inhales sharlply as two hands touched his breasts, her breasts sensing presence of someone else's warm hands, became alert and firm. Those hands cupped those mounds and start kneading them. She felt somewhat known yet distant feeling rising inside her heart.

Those hands without a break kept kneading, squeezing, pressing, pulling those mounds for a long time before sliding upwards to her cherry shaped small yet delicate nipples. She felt two fingers around them rubbing them slowly and gently, sometimes they squeeze and pull up the tips harder before caressing those tips gently again with the thumb.

After a while those lips finally left her neck and slid down. The hands also released her delicate parts but before they can rest, a mouth started licking and sucking one of them. Just as she was thinking about it, she felt a hand rubbing on the fabric covering her area in middle of her thighs.

"Ahh..." once again a moan escaped.

His mouth slipped on to her other breast after sucking firmness out of the first one. 

But the hand rubing on that fabric didn't stayed longer there instead it suddenly slid inside it and touched "there", making her legs stiffen.

Suddenly the breath became more heavier as Rose felt something heavy down there as if it wanted to get released out of there.

The fingers started rubbing down there, as she was already soaking wet down there a finger slipped deep inside without her permission.

"Ahhhhhh..." finally a loud moan came out of her mouth as her eyes rolled back, mouth wide open her hips started jolting.

"Heh! Already?!" She heard the man's voice.

The man pulled out his finger, Rose came back to her senses, she found her hips were still jolting time to time and something pouring down from between her thighs.

"Miss we haven't even started yet. This time hold it in a little longer." The man said.

Before rose could understand what he was saying, a finger slipped inside her again and after getting deeper, it was instantly pulled back.

His teeth started chewing her nipples, his other hand took over her other nipple and started rubbing them.

But she didn't care about them anymore, her most private and delicate part was being violated again and again by those fingers without a break.

"Oh... please... just... let me... take... a breath..," she begged but the man didn't stop. Her mouth opened as she started groaning as her breathing become uncontrollable.

His mouth now left her nipples and started sliding down before finally stopping at her navel. The tongue went deep inside it and started licking all over it.

Suddenly the hand down there stopped moving but before she could take a break, a finger slipped in her mouth, refusing to leave. Already with her mind in disarray she didn't know what to do, so like a hungry bird, she started licking it. 

Not to be left out now even her hand started pushing down the man's head to her unattended most secure part.

The tongue finally left the navel but it didn't take rest there, instead like a hungry lion started licking the area down between her thighs, her legs immediately made their move and locked themselves around his neck.

By now her that part had already become most sensitive part of her body, she could feel his warm breath touching her skin down there, even the wetness of his tongue was throwing her in full ecstasy.

Her hands started moving on their own, they started shoving his head more on it.

"Yes... yes... ahhh... more... more," She begged.

The soft tongue moved faster and started licking the her most erogenous part like a wild beast again and again and again, she forget how much time passed before that tongue suddenly slipping inside her.

As if stuck by a lightning, her dam broke out, spilling a sweet fragrance liquid all over his face.

Like a defeated, tired animal she felt her consciousness fading away. Around his neck her leg melted like a candle before going down as she threw her both hands lifelessly on the bed as moist air started coming out of her out.

Losing the track of time she finally rolled back her eyes and stared in front of her face to look at that man who was responsible of her happiness today. He was looking at her with his lips curved into a smile. Looking at his eyes, she get an urge to beg him to violate her as much as he wants, to rip her clothes apart, to lick all over her, to leave his mark on every body. 

"Please I beg you to not stop," but in the end she could just say that.

Right now she had no time or even mind to care if has to beg him or even become her slave, if he makes their video and release it tomorrow or think her as a nymphomaniac slut. She just want him to take a pity on her and continue with what he was doing.

For Rose it been ages since she had a day like this or felt this type of ecstasy. She didn't even remember if she had ever felt like today even in her whole life. She just had two orgasms in a row but she still wanted more. A part of her mind was even praying that this night should continue forever and she never leave this man before her.

 Unknown to her the man made her his target the moment he saw her slutty behavior. Just from a look, he knew that she is a wealthy woman. He didn't want to create a mess with her. It's not like he is poor. It's just that he doesn't want to add trouble. So, he drugged her. 

By drugging her, he make sure that she will be sexually aroused ten times more than a normal rate. And she will not remember anything by the time she wakes up. So, he used a special drug from drugging her. If it was any normal woman he would have just used his money to shut her mouth.

With her branded clothes, the phone in her hand, and the bag she was carrying, he got the hint that she is a rich lady. Sometimes even sluts wear branded clothes but there is always a different vibe around them. One can tell by observing them closely that they wear them to get clients or seduce them. 

But this woman instead of hooking with others she sat at the bar counter and order vodka shots and started drinking one after the other. No matter how many she drank she didn't seem to be drunk. 

After drinking this woman went on to the dance floor and started dancing while falling here and there. She rocked and danced with many. She did not care if someone's hand was on her body or someone was touching her on private places. And even if someone was slapping her butt or squeezing her breasts, without minding she was letting them do it. 

When Rose entered in that bar, she Rose made up her mind that she will get a man for herself for that night. If she couldn't find one then she would find a gigolo. She had made up her mind that whatever happens, she will get laid today no matter what. 

So, without minding those men touching or squeezing her here and there, she continued to dance while drunk. When she gets tired, she just goes to the counter and order another drink and after drinking that, again goes to dancing floor. While she was dancing on the floor this mysterious man came to her. Without any care or introduction or even asking each other's name, both of them danced together and went to the bar counter to drink and started chatting there. After that, they both carried their exploration to another level.