Matt's Mistake (2 page)

“Fuck this!” Red cursed, right before he
grabbed her by the hair, no longer willing to let Trix call the
shots. He used his other hand to position his dick against her
lips, and then thrust powerfully forward into her wet cavern.
Gripping the back of her head, he held her imprisoned against him
and rammed so deep, that she gagged on his shaft. He released her
for a moment so she could catch her breath and jacked off, using
her thick saliva as lube.

Forcing her on his cock again, he attempted
to feed her his whole package. He tested Trix’s limits by thrusting
in farther and farther with each thrust. As she garbled and mumbled
around his shaft, saliva dripped from her chin and ran down over
her breasts. This time, when Red granted her air, she used her hand
to pump up and down on his shaft. Matt noted she wasn’t gentle as
she squeezed, swirling her fist around and around as she stroked.
Red’s grunts of pleasure and his vice-like grip on her hair,
confirmed he liked her rough handling.

“Enough! Up and over. Now!” Red growled.

In a flash, Trix was on her feet and flounced
her boney body head first over the back of the couch, leaving her
ass high in the air facing both Red and Matt. The position mimicked
the one she was in when Matt had first interrupted the couple’s
interlude.

“Sure you don’t wanna hit this, brother?” Red
offered. Matt shook his head, declining once more.

Unfazed, Red turned his attention back to the
bare ass on display before him. “Now I know you don’t believe that
sucking me off was enough to make me forget about your punishment?”
Red asked in warning. Then, his open palm connected with the fleshy
part of Trix’s bottom.
Hard
. Matt noticed that the slap left
a large red handprint on Trix’s right butt cheek.

He quickly made to move from his seat and
stop Red from hurting the woman, when he heard Trix’s excited moan.
“Oh God! Yes!”

Matt could smell Trix’s arousal heighten with
that first blow.

“You like being punished, don’t ya, babe?”
Red asked.

“Oh, shit yeah,” she whimpered.

Slap! Red laid another swift blow to Trix’s
opposite cheek, gaining him another moan of pleasure.

“This one’s for leaving the door unlocked,”
Red advised.

Slap!

“This one’s for secretly hoping your old man
would come home early and catch me fucking you.”

Slap! Moan
.

"This one’s for not letting me cum on your
ass earlier when he walked in,” motioning to Matt.

Slap!
“Oh God!”

“And, this one’s so I leave my mark on your
ass. I love knowing how much it’s gonna hurt later when you sit
down to dinner across from that limp-dicked husband of yours.”

Slap!

“He won’t be able to fuck your cunt or your
ass tonight, because of me. Ain't that right, babe?”

Panting for breath, “No… but, then I guess
I’ll just have to suck him off, instead,” Trix baited him.

“Bitch!” Slap! HARD. “He doesn’t get any of
your holes tonight! Ya, hear?”

“Ow! Christ, Red. I was only teasin’.”

Slowly Red began to rub soothing circles over
Trix’s throbbing behind in a comforting gesture as she whimpered
with pleasure. “He won’t have you tonight,” Red declared, as if to
convince himself, more so than Trix.

Matthew squirmed in the upright chair he
occupied and hoped to God this marked the end of the show.

“You gonna fuck me anytime soon, Red, or just
keep talkin’?”

No such luck
, Matt thought. Trix
seemed to enjoy the repercussions of pushing Red’s buttons too much
to stop now.

“You’re gonna wish you had more patience,
Trixie Pie,” Red chided, as he grabbed both her ass cheeks and
spread them apart.

Leaning in, he nipped and licked the fleshly
cheeks nearest to her tight bud. “Look how sweet this little pucker
is. I can’t wait until it clamps around my cock as I pound in and
out of it. Fuck, I wish you could see how good you look back here,
babe.” Red looked over his shoulder to ensure Matt was still
watching.
As if any man could turn away now.

“Why don’t ya lift your left leg up to the
top of the couch, so our friend here can get a closer look at your
holes?” he instructed.

Matt’s pulse rate increased rapidly when she
willingly complied. He felt no desire for Trix, but the scene
before him could stimulate a dead man.

“Much better, babe.” Red smiled and dipped
his head between her cheeks. “Now let’s get this hole ready to be
filled.” The first swipe of Red’s tongue against her anus had Trix
clenching and trying to wriggle away, but Red’s grip was firm. If
the slurping and lip smacking sounds were any indication, then Red
really enjoyed the taste of ass. He was relentless as he rubbed his
face in her crack, spitting, licking and probing all over with his
lips and tongue .

To ease his eventual entry, Red slowly probed
her ass with the tip of his index finger. He got only as deep as
the first knuckle, and then removed it completely to have a taste.
Trix groaned in disappointment at the loss of his finger. On his
next attempt, his slick finger made it just past the second knuckle
and, again, he slowly removed it for a taste. He repeated tasting
and preparing her until two fingers fit snugly in the tight
channel.

Trix’s moans were desperate now, and she
frantically ground her hips into the couch. Matt sensed she was
getting herself off by rubbing the firm ridge of the back of the
sofa against her clit.

“Stop fuckin’ teasin’ me, Red. I need it
now,” Trix demanded.

Red smacked her ass hard again and chuckled
as he slipped his digits out from between her cheeks.

“Aw, come on now babe, you know how much I
like makin’ you wait for it.”

In response, Trix lifted her leg higher and
circled both hands around to the back of her ass. Taunting Red, she
spread her cheeks open as wide as they could go. Giving both men a
glimpse of her dripping wet pussy and her stretched and
ready-to-use ass.

“Fuuuuucck! You ain’t setting yourself up for
an easy ride this time, babe,” Red confessed, breathlessly. “But,
right now my dick doesn’t give a damn how much it’s gonna hurt when
I ram it into your tight little bud.”

Matt watched as Red spit into his palm and
fisted his cock up and down, coating it with his own saliva.

“Promises, promises,” Trix teased.

“Shit! You asked for it. Just don’t tense up,
babe, and let me push through,” he coached. “Remember, the head’s
the biggest; once that’s through, it’s gonna burn like hell as I
pick up the pace.”

She whimpered and squirmed again, seemingly
more than ready to take what he offered.

“Scream all ya like, Trix, but get yourself
off, cause I’m gonna squirt my load right in here, and it’s gonna
be hard and fast.” To make his point, Red tapped the purple head of
his engorged penis at Trix’s backdoor.

Grabbing onto her swollen cheeks, Red roughly
took over the job of spreading them apart. He didn’t seem to need
help finding the hole, but it was still so tight, he couldn’t push
through by thrusting alone. Letting go of one of her cheeks, Red
used his hand to line up his cock with her pucker and slowly forced
the mushroomed tip in. Trix squirmed forward as the huge tip began
to breach the small entryway.

“Fuck, you’re tight. Lift up a little, babe,”
Red hissed between his teeth. He released her ass to grab hold of
her shoulders to gain the leverage he needed to slide his cock
further into her ass.

“Aahh, oh God, holy fuck it burns!” Trix
screamed and tried to buck away from him. “Shit, Red, it burns! It
burns so good. Just... don’t move for a sec, ok?”

Red’s face was contorted, eyes closed and he
was biting down hard on his bottom lip. “I warned ya, I don’t have
any control when you open this ass for me.” Despite his threats, he
began to rock his hips back and forth very slowly, taking care to
ensure her enjoyment.

“I know you can handle me, babe. Pretend your
husband is watchin’ and I’m showing him how much better I am at
bangin’ his wife.” He thrust in again hard.

That had the desired effect on Trix. “Oh God,
yes!”

“Say it, then. Tell me that I fuck better
than he does,” Red commanded as he picked up the pace of his
thrusts, going deeper and faster with every buck of his hips. “Tell
me my dick feels better than his!”

The grinding against the sofa back was
frenzied now. “ Please, oh…oh… please, please, Red,” she
pleaded.

“Aw fuck, you feel so tight, babe. I wanna
cum so bad!”

“Yes! Make me cum, Red. Make me cum!”

“If you want it, you’ll say it, baby,” Red
bit out, trembling wildly as he fought against the urge to give
into his release. “Tell me I’m the best fuck you’ve ever had.”

There was a brief silence, as Trix savoured
the last moments of sweet sexual torture, before she conceded,
“It’s you, Red. Always been you. Please… there’s no one else,” she
gasped.

Red paused and drew in a grateful breath
before pulling back and slamming hard into her. She screamed as she
felt him fill her completely. They began rocking together in a
frenzied rhythm; Trix pushing back to meet him on every thrust. The
sound of Red’s balls slapping against her thighs was just slightly
louder than the squishing sounds of her wet pussy .

Matt could smell their imminent completion.
He was grateful they were full humans and could not scent his own
arousal.

“Shit, take it, baby, take it all!” Red
shouted, getting up on his toes to pound his cock as deep as he
could possibly get. The forced angle slammed Trix’s clit against
the rough fabric of the couch and that was all they needed to push
them both over the edge.

“Now! Cum with me, now, baby!”

“Yes. Yes. Yes!” she cried as they both began
convulsing in ecstasy.

Red collapsed over her limp body, both of
them gasping for breath. They lay there spent and satisfied for a
few moments, trying to come down from the sexual high.

Red slid slowly out of her ass. Matthew saw
the look of utter possession on Red’s face as he watched the frothy
cum dribble out of her backside. He also noticed Red’s gentle
attention to Trix, both during and after their rough bout of sex.
The couple may have wanted Matthew to believe that their encounter
was strictly about getting off in front of an audience, but even a
blind man could see that emotions ran deep between the odd
pair.

Red whispered a secret message into Trix’s
ear, too hushed for Matt to make out from his position at the door.
She turned her head and gifted him with a wet and sloppy French
kiss that left them both breathless.

“Go on and get yourself cleaned up now,
darlin’. I’ll join ya in a minute,” Red said, sending her off with
a gentle love tap to the behind. The suddenly shy Trix slipped away
quickly, not sparing Matt a glance.

As he watched her leave, Matt couldn’t help
feeling awkward now that he’d witnessed Red’s post-sex behavior
towards the woman. “You’re in love with her, aren’t you?” he
asked.

Red, now partially dressed, had helped
himself to a beer and stood staring aimlessly out through the open
screen door. He was silent for so long Matt wasn’t sure that the
other man was going to acknowledge his question.

“Don’t make no difference if I am, ‘cause she
ain’t mine to love, at least not anymore.” He paused, as if
debating whether to share any more of his personal history with a
complete stranger, and then continued.

”She was mine once, a long long time ago.
Seems like a lifetime ago, actually. I made some really bad choices
in my life back then; but the worst was leavin’ Trix. I was too
young to admit I’d screwed up and ended up losing the only person
who ever mattered.” He paused before continuing, “Took me years to
straighten up my life. And then a few more to get up the courage to
come back for Trix. By then I was too late. She’d gone and married
someone else, and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it.”
He downed the end of his beer in one angry gulp and left to get
another.

Way too much of the story hit home with Matt.
The thought of being too late to make Maggie his own made his blood
run cold. He could too easily see himself still in love with her 20
years from now, whether she was married to Breeder or not. Lord
knows he didn’t want to end up like Trix and Red, sneaking sex,
masking it as meaningless, just to remain connected to one
another.

“Sorry, bro, didn’t mean to bring you down,”
Red returned, responding to Matt’s sullen look. “It ain’t that bad.
I still got Trix in my life, even if it’s only when her old man’s
away. Plus, I still got my own space, no ties if I don’t want ‘em,
no naggin’ old lady to boss me around. It’s the best of both worlds
as far as I’m concerned,” Red lied.

Both men contemplated their situations in
silence . To an outsider looking in at the pair, they would seem
like polar opposites, not a single outward item of similarity.
However, in the aftermath of this strange encounter, it became
clear that their lives shared a common thread - love for a woman
who ultimately belonged to someone else.

“No fucking way!” Matthew growled.

“Yeah, sucks shit, don’t it?” Red said on a
chuckle. “Sounds like your love life ain’t perfect now
neither?”

Before Matt could adamantly deny Red’s
assumption, Red checked his watch, downed the end of beer number
two, and extended his hand to Matt. “I gotta get a move on, bro.
Thanks for bein’ a good sport ‘bout… well.” He gestured towards the
sofa. “… ‘bout before. Feel free to help yourself to a cold one
before you go.”

With a quick handshake, Red headed off
towards the door Trix had exited.

It seemed that Matt’s sentence for breaking
and entering was served. He’d been dismissed and was free to go. He
could chalk this whole weird adventure to up to faulty GPS
directions and move on.