Aug 08 2008

Catalina loves Escape To Mr. F (And His Perfect Cock)

Photography by Passion Photo (http://www.dannyspassionphoto.com/)

Photography by Passion Photo (http://www.dannyspassionphoto.com/)

{Catalina Loves}

I saw Mr. F again.  For those of you who didn’t watch it, Mr. F is a reference to the TV show, “Arrested Development”, by the way.  Anyway I went to see my perfect Mr. F and he had moved to a new place, so this is like an entirely new experience in a way.  It’s been over a month since we’d seen each other and we both were getting frustrated – he wanted that perfect Catalina blowjob and I wanted to give it to him.  He is my sweet escape from home and work, and that’s it.  Call it what you want, but don’t call it cuckolding.  That it’s not.  I should be clear about this, because although I am a poly soul, I don’t cuckold my husband.  The difference between being a slutty wife and cuckolding your husband is the humiliation factor.  I’m not going to see Mr. F because MDS can’t satisfy me.  I’m not going there to prove to MDS that only Mr. F’s perfect black cock will ever be enough for his undeniably hot wife he is unworthy of fucking.

No, actually, what happens is I come home from Mr. F’s house all charged up and ready to fuck my husband.  We both get off on the idea that I was a slut, that I just sucked another (not just any other, but a very particular) man’s cock.  I tell him while I suck his cock how it happened, what I did, what I said, what he said…  he fucks me.  He fucks me rough.  He says things like, “So if you’re going to act like a slut, then I’m going to fuck you like a slut,” as he forces his cock into my ass.

Alright, that aside, I have to tell the rest of the story:

This is my first time at Mr. F’s new place.  After getting lost and finding my way eventually to his house I slipped in through the front door.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”  he whispered, “my boy is upstairs with his girl and I chill with his girl’s best friend so nobody can know you’re here.”

I’m an idiot.  I didn’t really understand what he meant.  I thought he was saying that he was just hanging out keeping his friend’s girlfriend’s friend company.  It wasn’t until I had been there a few minutes that it clicked.  Chilling with his roommate’s girlfriend’s best friend meant fucking his roommate’s girlfriend’s best friend and if the roommate’s girlfriend found out I was in the room across the hall, that would fuck up his shit.  It was a forehead slapping, “I could have had a V-8,” moment when I finally realized that I was not only a delicious secret, but forbidden fruit.  That made me even hotter.

He turned on some music so we could at least talk quietly.  Talking, not really so much.  We skipped the smoke out, chit-chat routine for the most part, and I stripped the clothes off of him and rubbed my hands all over his perfect skin.  His cock was already hard.  I dropped to my knees and took it into my mouth.

I looked up at him and said, “Let’s make a video,” and took off my shirt.

He laughed and said, “Lina, you are crazy.  Okay…  hang on”

So as I continued to suck his cock, he sat down on the bed and grabbed his laptop.  He laid back and put the laptop facing me, so I could watch as we recorded every lick, suck, spit, and swallow.  It made me so crazy turned on to be able to look up and see myself sucking his cock on the screen.  He managed to bend his body just so, so that he was able to still watch me and talk dirty to me as I did my best to be the filthiest, sluttiest, nastiest, sloppiest (yes, he likes sloppy) cockwhore cumslut I could be.

When the time was right, he said, “Now you have to make the filthiest cumshot you can make… it’s all you.”

So I opened my mouth and watched the video as he spurted his cum into my mouth and all over my face.  I spit it back onto his cock and sucked it back into my mouth.  I then wiped the cum off of my face and licked it off of my fingers and then licked his cock completely clean before finishing.

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Sadly, the video did not turn out well.  Lucky for me, I got to watch it as it was being made.

I sat there with him on the edge of the bed for a few moments, panting and wiping the tears that always flow as his cock is deep down my throat, as he wrote down directions for me to “head home”.  I composed myself, laughed about how I always leave with a little schmear of cum on my clothes, and quietly descended back down through the maze of his new place and out the front door.  A kiss on the cheek, as always, and he whispered, “Now go home and fuck the shit out of Mark.”

…I did…  or as I mentioned above, he fucked the life out of me.

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4 Responses to “Catalina loves Escape To Mr. F (And His Perfect Cock)”

  1. narrationbyd says:

    Should not have read that at work. Damn, that is hot. Now must hide an erection in suit pants.

  2. Ellie Lumpesse says:

    I love the distinctions you draw here. I find that when I’ve been with another man, I am even more excited to come home to Jay and be his slut.

  3. Catalina Loves says:

    There is something very sexy about it, Ellie. I think either people feel it or they don’t. Those who feel us know what we mean, the taste of cum on your lips still as a little reminder… I mean clearly D loves the idea of MDS fucking his wife, but it’s not about cuckolding at all. I guess it’s just funny the way people make assumptions in general.

  4. Ell says:

    Oh my, that photograph really caught my attention - how very beautiful it is. Gorgeous!

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