Coitus Interrupt Us
Thursday, September 3, 2009 at 08:45AM Kelsey told me that after much deliberation over the pre-threesome twosome, her fiancé finally said that
their relationship meant far too much for him to risk losing her over something like this.
So he agreed to let me fuck her.
He felt the threesome would be good for her and would strengthen their relationship, so if it meant she had to have sex with me first in order to have the threesome, he was okay with it.
I bring couples closer together...
So we got a hotel room. Now at this point, you'd think it would be easy. But nothing ever is when you're fucking another man's woman. Especially when he knows about it. And even if he's given his consent.
He knew the time, but not the place. I made sure of that.
Kelsey was hot. She stripped down to black garters, hose, panties and bra. And a pair of spiked heels that I made her keep on.
I gave her a nice, slow passionate kiss. She then told me that she loved her fiancé. So I grabbed her by the back of the hair, led her over to the bed and threw her down hard. She liked it.
She was absolutely right. This was not a passionate love affair. She did love her man, so this was just going to be dirty fucking.
So that's what it was.
But right in the middle our dirty fucking, her cell phone rang. She stopped, went over to her purse, picked up her phone and answered.
My boner just stared at me like, What the fuck?
I stared back like, No shit.
She got off the phone and came back. I expected her to say, He changed his mind. But she didn't. We just started in again.
About five minutes later, the phone rings again.
My boner and I exchanged looks again. I'm trying to fuck his fiancée and he keeps interrupting. What a dick.
We finally finished the dirty deed, even though he kept calling. She kept reassuring him, then jumping back onto my confused boner and reassuring it.
I was hoping to go a couple more rounds, but once we were finished with round one, she said she had to get home. Probably for the best. Coitus interruptus blows.
The next day I saw her at work. She smiled, but it was tentative. I asked her how she was and she said she was fine. I asked how the whole thing went over with her fiancé and she said:
"He wants to kill you."
So apparently he changed his mind after the fact and now wanted me dead for fucking his fiancée. Oh, and apparently he might come by the office looking for me.
"Does this mean the threesome is off?"
Reader Comments (17)
Shouldn't do another man's woman better than he can. Just sayin...
I am amazed that you managed to keep your boner through all the interruptions. Most men go limp dick after something like that.
LMAO Well, then maybe he's not gay after all? Go by her desk and look for a pic. If he's built like Tyson, you need to know beforehand. Consider telling him Gladstone=JasonX.
Where exactly is your crazy bitch magnet located? Because although he might want to kill you, something she said changed his mind. Or maybe she just had that undeniable expression of dickmatization. Very hard to hide that one.
Chris: I shouldn't, but I can't help myself.
Shameless: It was up and down, but no less than half-mass. I guess you'd have to see her in those garters. Then she "reassured" me right back to full-mass.
LIsa. Haha. Hahahahaha. Hahahahahahahaha. That's a damn good idea.... (poor Gladstone).
Bubbles: I don't know where my crazy bitch magnet is located, but it's pretty goddamn powerful.
you + boner + babe: this was a threesome
At least the 3-some is off, bbviously she was impressed with your skills if her fiancee is that pissed. I can see her leaving him and becoming a stage-5 clinger. Be careful! I wouldn't fuck her again unless you specifically tell her it's not going anywhere.
Dickmatization (nice one Bubbles) would be my guess as to what happened after she went home to her man. That look on her face (and possible funny walk) probably generated questions that he didn't want the answers to, even though he asked them.
Tom: Yes, but only one dick in the count, which is the only kind of threesome I have.
Matt: Very true. I learned my lesson with Bonnie Bod.
Chris: You're right. On the bright side, death threats make work much more interesting.
I suppose they do. Has this guy come looking for you yet? Or has he already beat the shit out of Gladstone Thinking he was you?
Hahaha what happens when Jason's shenanigans finally get him snuffed and his wife finds this website and thinks we pushed him over the edge?
Chris: I'm thinking he's just angry now, but he'll get over it. I don't think he'll really come looking. But I've got my assistant ready with pics of Gladstone at her desk.
Zorro: No worries, I won't get snuffed. (Knock on wood) (Actually, I'll have Kelsey knock on my wood).
Jason X: We know that you are one hot dude with harem of women..
Why not send him to Smithee instead?
xanaxesd Very informative post. Thanks for taking the time to share your view with us.
No rest for the wicked
Very informative post. Thanks for taking the time to share your view with us.