The grubby council estate viewed from the dark landing window didn’t help the feeling of disappointment and anxiety. The midnight hour had come and gone, still no sign of her. She swore the last time she cheated it would be the last,surely she would never do that to me again. My heart pounded thinking about the possibilities of why she was so late.
The anger and frustration welled up, the night slipped into early morning. Feelings that I didn’t understand consumed me. Anger and frustration certainly jealousy. Arousal?, the thought of Ellie being Fucked in the back of a car or in some strangers filthy flat made me lust for her. The thoughts of a wank evaporated when the sound of a car broke the silence. The Street lit up under the headlights as the car picked its way along the narrow opposing side street. . In clear view and under a street lamp the car pulled over and gently rolled to a stop.
With my heart pounding from my chest I tried to see who was in the car but it was too far away. Could it be her?
I backed into the shadows as the cars interior light flicked on, the passenger door began to open. The passenger slid out, it was clearly Ellie. She leaned back into the open door and raised one stiletto as she did.
So what do I do?
With anger taking over my senses I have only a minute or so to decide, she started back towards our street.
Confrontation never works not with out the evidence. "You know she will convince you you’re wrong". The stiletto heels sounding their way along the path pause at the door. I dive into bed and try to calm myself. She’s let herself in and my heart rate still going up. I try to look ruffled as If I’ve just woken and make my way to the landing.
" God you’re late!".
I wait at the top of the stairs for the Lame excuse or apology.
No apology!
She’s guilty, I can see it in her eyes but my God she looks sexy.
" Yeah sorry, got talking with friends".
She flicks her slutty heels to the corner of the hall. I start down the stairs towards her.
"You know what I’m like when I get chatting, Suzanne met some bloke, I couldn’t leave her".
Ellie makes her way to the living room as she passes in front of me she playfully bumps her hip to mine, she looks deep into my soul.
"How did you get home?" She stops dead with her hand at the light switch with out turning it on.
" God don’t start all that again, I just wanted one night out".
It’s been a few months since she admitted fucking her colleague. She convinced me it was my fault. I had neglected her, If I treated her better it would never of happened. Stupidly I have given her the freedom she asked for. I don’t think I’m ever going to get over her cheating episodes. I’m furious with her, right this second I want to fuck her silly.
I ask the question again. I deliberately lower my tone to avoid the confrontation and to mask my frustration.
" So how did you get back? You can’t walk alone at this time".
She explained she got a taxi to the end of the road.
"I didn’t want to wake you up".
"Lies!"
The voice in my head screams at me.
" You promised you would wake me". I reminded her we had a deal, It involved the video camera and some lingerie.
"I’m tired,I’m not in the mood".
Knowing full well she didn’t get a taxi, I quizzed her some more.
"Yes a taxi!"
She cut me short when I tried to pick information from her.
"You know what a slapper Suzanne is. She paid for me to get home and out of her way".
" Were the k**s good for you?"
Trying to change the subject She moved to the end of the room, flicked on the table lamp next to the mirror then faced me.
I sat on the sofa making sure the video camera was in range and ready to go. I beckoned her to me. She slid down and sat in front of me Nuzzling up between my thighs, my cock started to swell. Perhaps some kind of muscle memory was in play maybe good sex would kill the cocktail of emotions. A bitter sweet cocktail, I was feeling overwhelmingly horny. My precious video camera was a big step up from the early Polaroid sessions. She knew I liked to watch it back, she must have known I lied when I said I would delete it.
"I’m going out again tomorrow" ,she announced coldly.
The mirror from the hallway was still leaning against a tatty book case next to the hand me down TV, I had a perfect view of the scene from the reflection.
The mirror was from the hallway. A big monstrosity with a gold frame we had it for years and I still do. I had to lift the darn thing up and down because she liked to do her makeup. With a wine in hand and nasty teeny pop music she applied her slutty disguise in front of the window. She painted her face and nails and teased me before she hit the town, I always got frustrated seeing her made up and this night was no exception. I had tried to get my way with her before she went out. Her rejections were hurtful, batting me off with promises for when she gets home. So here we are, She looks sexy in her tight black trousers and top, I can’t wait to get them off and feel her warm flesh against mine.
It was usual to expect a favor after a night out,regular frustration when she didn’t stick to her word. Her oral sex skills were still in development but she knew how to wank me for all I was worth back then. Cum shots and facials were not happening yet,there was the odd accidental exception. It took years to guide her to be the cum eating slut that she became. She was beginning to play with her breasts and nipples which was the first kink that she was happy to indulge. Ellie was quite lazy when we fucked, I cottoned on that she will do what pleases me to get it done quickly. I loved to lift her breast to her mouth and watch her suckle on her own nipples. In my moments of jealously I feared that she would preform this act for another lover, I wanted it to be just for me. The training method was starting to develop. I made sure to cum instantly and Uncontrollably as soon as she lifted her tits and her tongue touched a nipple. Gradually I strung it out longer and longer until eventually she was gobbling on her tits like a hungry piglet. Desperately trying to make me cum quickly with out even realizing she was doing it.
Ellie moved her face in close to my hardening cock ,I guided it as close to her face as I dare. She smiled as she scooped it up , Easing back my foreskin over the glowing purple head. Ellie took a moment to admire the growing head before she started to wank it.
"I’m not making love tonight" she whispered. I replied silently in my head. " Have you had more cock than you can manage for one night?"
I wasn’t going to refuse a wank, camera at the ready I set it to record ,Being careful to check it was actually recording. Building up rhythm and speed she worked my cock the way I loved it. Just the right amount of friction.
"Don’t cum on my face".
She liked to remind me that she didn’t like cum.
She pulled off her top revealing her black lace bra. It was far to tight for her heaving breasts but an irresistible sight. She moaned with fake pleasure still wanking me gently, she didn’t like my cock near her face and bulked if I ever suggested that I come on her face. The best I could hope for was to cum between her big tits and perhaps accidentally splash some cum across her face. After each c***d her breasts became more attractive. Swollen and full of milk when nursing. Big soft puffy nipples, large dark aureoles. Ellie’s tits were soft and warm, deliciously heavy. She knew I was unable to resist them and used them well to manipulate me.
She pushed her right hand into her tight Bra and heaved out her left breast with a tight grip, pulling down her bra at the same time to set the heavy breast free. I took over the wanking , with the camera in one hand and a cock in the other Ellie had little choice but to keep her big luscious breast In hand.
I had to re check the camera was rolling. Still with a tight grip on her breast she raised it towards her mouth. Two hands working to guide it to her lips. The right hand taking the weight and bulk of the breast and the left stretching the nipple the last bit to the lips. Two middle fingers gently gripping her nipple the pressure lifting it within reach of the tongue. Flicking and licking it, only pausing to monitor my state of arousal.
Ellie shifted her weight forward sensing I was about to climax. I was watching Ellie Lapping at her nipple like a cat lapping up milk, trying to keep the camera pointed in the right direction. In the back of my mind were thoughts that she was keeping a freshly fucked pussy hidden away from me. Ellie often declined sex at first, she usually compromised by offering a hand job. Her hand jobs always ended in sex, but not today. She stood firm, her pussy was out of bounds.
I couldn’t hold out. I aimed at her mouth and shot my load. Not quite in the mouth as I hoped but across her fingers and Nipple. She hated the taste of cum, Imagine my surprise when she dipped her tongue into the sticky mess! recoiling at the taste she continued to lather up the cum and toy with it between her fingers. I had just Sprayed one of my best loads across her fingers and big fat nipple, capturing the whole event on film. This was the cum shot that started the ball rolling, In 15 years time Ellie would mature into a filthy cum eating slut.