As I mentioned before, Misty has an insatiable sex drive. Her high libido was inhibited by her husband Rick’s submissive nature in bed and his lack of sexual adventure. His idea of having fun in bed was having Misty lay on her side while he lay on his and hump until he came. This was his primary go-to method. Luckily for Misty, he was good with his tongue. If his tongue couldn’t bring her to orgasm, her erotic imagination would always help her climax.
When Misty discovered her husband’s willingness to take her fingers in his ass, her mind needed more. That led to a strap-on in his ass and it was more than just the power of owning his asshole. It was her erotic imagination deep at work.
When she placed the tip of her dildo at the opening of his ass, it was like living that desire through him. The longing to have a man put her on all fours as she waited for the feeling of his big cock pushing into her rosebud. When she pushed her cock into his ass, it was the envy of that slow filling that would send ripples of pleasure through her body as if it was her.
Looking down at her husband's ass stretched around her strap-on made her desire for that same fullness in her own ass stronger, and that made her pussy wetter by the second. Feeling her pussy become soaked as she watched, made her entire body crave more. Misty would fuck his ass the way she wanted a real man with a big cock to fuck hers.
The extension of soft, flesh-like manhood draping from her crotch moved slowly, teasing the nerves inside his canal. For Misty, every stroke was sexually satisfying. She could hear the voice in her head of a man with his thick cock deep in her ass saying, “I’m going to fuck you,” and that's what Misty would do. Her hard, fast thrust into her husband’s ass wasn’t punishment. It was a blissful enjoyment of sharing her inner desire to be fucked into orgasm.
Seeing Rick grab his cock, stroking and moaning in pleasure while she fucked his ass with her big cock brought her near orgasm every time. When Misty buried her fake cock in, making Rick take every inch in his ass, her erotic mind made her feel as if she was the one taking in every inch. The feeling of power happened when her toy cock made her husband cum, shooting his load into his hand and onto the bedsheets.
Having him walk away to clean himself gave her the opportunity to smile and enjoy the rewards of seeing what she had done. The little remains of his orgasm spotting the bedsheets. It also gave her the chance to give herself the orgasm her pussy was begging for. Sometimes she would wait for him to come back and lick her pussy, but often she was already at the point where some quick work with her fingers sent her into orgasmic heaven.
Though Misty would offer Rick whatever pleasure he desired, another woman, a threesome, and even any of her holes he desired whenever he wanted, her intentions fell on deaf ears. She knew he secretly watched plenty of porn, she had become accustomed to watching plenty herself.
At one point his lack of sexual aggression left Misty feeling depressed and unwanted. But his denial of her sexual cravings didn’t diminish her desires. Her desire for a kinky, sexually fulfilled life only grew. The many days, weeks, and months Misty warned Rick, “If you won’t give me the cock I need, I will find someone that will,” also fell on deaf ears.
Soon after, was the first time Silas had taken her. He fucked her in his coffee shop and reminded her of what a man’s animalistic desire was like. Rick was angry when he learned of her infidelity, but his quickness to forgive was what gave Misty the first sign. In a moment of anger, Rick fucked Misty the way her erotic mind desired. He took her pussy and her ass, treating her like the object of lust she longed to be.
Misty’s sexual desires couldn’t, nor would she allow them to be subdued. She knew cheating was wrong, but the yearning for sexual fulfillment was undeniable. Silas became her lover. In the back of his mind, Rick knew Misty’s sneaking off and unanswered phone calls meant she could still be seeing the man whom he had been getting his coffee from for so many years. Rick actually knew him well.
Even with his suspensions, Rick still sent his wife to get coffee from Silas's place. One day Rick got a message from his favorite coffee place. It said that for a limited time, they were offering their special ground mix for home consumption to their best customers. Rick called and asked Silas if he would save him some. Silas told Rick he would but had to leave for the day. If he wanted, he would be at a local pool hall later and he could pick it up there.
When Misty got home Rick asked her to go pick up the coffee from Silas at the pool hall. Misty was already feeling horny and having her husband send her on his errand meant seeing Silas. She wondered if he was really not aware of what might happen or if maybe he didn’t care. She thought about trying to have sex with her husband before going, but the thought of being rejected again made her resentful. Misty hopped in the car and headed to the pool hall.
When Misty got to the pool hall Silas was there, but it was late. The cleaning crew was there along with Silas’s friend, the owner of the pool hall. Misty asked if he had the coffee for Rick and Silas put the bag on the bar in front of her. Silas asked Misty to wait there for a bit and he would be right back. Misty felt anxious, she wanted him to take her someplace to fuck, but it looked like it wasn’t going to happen.
Silas walked away with the owner. After a few minutes, he came back alone. Silas asked Misty if she had a few minutes to hang out and do something crazy. Misty’s heart was beating a bit faster. She stared at his toned body and felt the desire between her legs. She didn’t know what he had in mind, but that didn’t matter, she needed him. Misty agreed.
As the few people cleaning the pool hall disappeared into other areas to clean, Silas looked at Misty and said, “Okay my little slut, are you ready for my fat cock?”