Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Four - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Four

... before Paul arrived home from work.

I was standing at the kitchen counter, preparing dinner, when Paul arrived home. He poured himself a glass of iced tea and leaned against the counter beside me. I glanced at him and smiled but didn't say anything.

"How was your day?" Paul asked.

"Uneventful," I lied.

He turned toward me, his hip against the edge of the counter, and asked, "How's the swinger thing going?"

I knew he was quizzing me to find out if I've met any other men and decided to continue lying as I replied, "I've had a couple of contacts, but I haven't acted on any of them since the first two didn't turn out the way I'd hoped."

"How's that?" Paul quickly asked.

"Both promised to contact me again after we met, and both have broken their promises," I answered.

He grinned; I assumed he was happy to hear that my expectations weren't being met but offered, "Well Dianna, you know what they say, variety is the spice of life, so maybe you should just do them once and move on to the next strange cock."

"Perhaps you might be right," I replied.

"I know you met that first guy at the pub and fucked him that night, but I wasn't aware there was another," Paul said.

I realized that Paul didn't know about Stephen since I left and got home while he was golfing, but since I'd just let that cat out of the bag, I had to admit to seeing a second man. "I met the second while you were golfing the other day," I confessed.

"Isn't that convenient," he ...

... commented.

I smiled at him and replied, "I enjoyed being with him and was satisfied with the whole experience."

As usual, Paul had a witty remark about me fucking other men saying, "By totally satisfied, I'm guessing he had a nice big cock and fucked you silly."

"Indeed," I quickly answered and then turned around and walked to the table to retrieve my cell phone from my purse.

"I had him take some pictures of me with my cell phone. Would you like to see just how big his cock is and how he fucked me silly," I said as I opened the gallery of photos and placed my phone on the table.

Paul sat down at the table and began scrolling rather quickly through the first of the photos of me posing for Stephen as I did a sexy striptease. But slowed as the images showed me pleasuring his rock-hard cock with my tongue and lips and then taking him deeper until the scorching picture of me with my nose pressed against his pubic mound and his cock impaled in my throat.

"You are quite the sexy little cock sucker," He commented as he studied the images.

I jumped at the chance to get a little dig into Paul and said, "I'm learning quickly now that I found some cock big enough to practice on."

"Fuck you, Dianna," he instantly replied.

The final few pictures were of my spent cunt, red, swollen, and dripping another man's cum.

"You're a fuckin' cum slut," Paul commented.

I just smiled at him.

"What do you expect to do with these pictures?" he asked.

"I'm going post them on ...