Going out a little messy - Sex Stories

Going out a little messy

... say....."Dave....uh....Dave....cum in me....fill me..." and at that he pressed hard to the hilt and unloaded into Lynda. Their synchronized orgasms complete Dave pulled out and sat up while my wife just lay there spent. And now is where it gets good.... Lynda sat up and tried to collect herself, pulling her skirt down and asking for a tissue from the glove box to which Dave said...." "What do you need a tissue for? "Uh, well there is a bit of a mess down there to clean up" Lynda chirped back. "Nope....Not on my watch"Dave said. "You are not doing anything of the sort" I was turned on.....Lynda was confused but for sure Dave was in charge. "Hey Duane" Dave said...."Can we make the next movie showing?" "Sure I replied" "Let's go he said" and started making out with Lynda while I drove. When we arrived at the movies Lynda tried to excuse herself ( probably to clean up and pee as she does after every time she has sex as she doesn't like the feel of the mess down there.....especially with a creampie) but Dave grabbed her hand and told her "Nope...I told you No" Lynda was getting a little agitated but she had no choice. Dave had her hand and wouldn't let go. We got our tickets, went into the theater and sat down. Lynda looked at me with a sheepish grin and then turned to Dave and said " I hope you are happy...I am sitting here with a mess of your cum dripping out of me and it is uncomfortable" to which Dave replied with..... "You have no idea Lynda. When you got out of the car ...

... there was a wet spot on the back of your skirt from sitting in it in the truck and you know what.....I love it......you are mine now!" Wow...powerful words but I could tell Lynda was completely embarrassed by walking into a crowded theater with a wet cum stain on her skirt and probably a large wet cum puddle in her pantyhose. "I am yours!" she angrily whispered. All Dave did was smile and take her by the hand and lead her to the very back of the theater. We were 3 of the maybe 10 people at this movie so there was no one in the back and as I got up to join them Dave motioned to me to sit directly in front of them. Lynda asked Dave why he moved and he simply smiled and put his hand on her leg. "Not here" she quipped. "Oh really....do you think you are in control here?" Lynda just looked at me with a defeated look and relaxed back into the seat. As it was she WAS Dave's. I had heard that white women kind of become slaves to a bbc but I never gave it much merit but I can tell you with all honesty that my wife ( who had always been a little submissive in our relationship ) was under Dave's control. I can only think that his forcefulness although politely done had made her submit and that the power of the orgasm she had was somehow, even if only subliminally on her mind and she wanted to feel it again. A few minutes after the movie got rolling I felt a bump on the back of my seat and I could just make out the faint sound of heavy breathing. I turned my head to see Lynda's right foot up ...