Someones elses cock, the continued adventures of Mick and Molly

Yeah I'm a little late with this one, but I was worried it'd be too unappealing to the holders of these character likeness rights and wanted to double check with them. Since SOME people actually sleep at all hours of the night and wake up while I'm asleep, the post is a few hours behind. I wanted to try something knew and wanted to create a nameless character "He" or "Him". Hopefully that makes more sense when you read this. I did take some inspiration from another awesome blog though, particularly this post --> Strap on Fun. After reading that I just knew there had to be a way to amplify it. So I did. Would love to hear of someone actually doing this. Enjoy.




Molly leaned forward and held the sun visor steady with her left hand. Her right carefully slid the crimson lip stick across her full lips. Her lips moved in the visor mirror, checking that she didn’t miss a spot.
“Slave sometimes I wonder why I bother, it never stays on long. Do you think men ever get tired of wearing my make up on their cock?” She grinned and looked to Mick.

“Considering how it gets there, I don’t think so Mistress.” Mick continued to focus on the road, staying silent while his wife made more last minute adjustments, wanting to be perfect for the man she’ll be pleasing tonight. He kept his eyes on the road and tried not to interrupt her ritual. Eventually he can’t help but inquire. “Do you have any idea what his plans are tonight Mistress?” She just turned to her slave husband and smiled. Mick returned his attention to the road.

The car was parked on the curb. Mick stepped out and opened the door for his owner. She was exceptional as always but not for him. They got to the door to be greeted by Him. He smiled and stepped out onto the front porch and toe to toe to Molly. Those crimson lips grinned while she looked up at Him. His arm moved around her lower back, and then dropped it to her ass. He gave it a firm squeeze and pulled her body tight enough to feel her tits pressed up against his chest. The other hand moved to her hair gripping ropes of hair. He lowered to her neck and kissed softly on her skin, and then kissed again higher, on her cheek and whispers loud enough for Mick to hear “You smell amazing.”

They stood there and kissed for several minutes. It was still light out, people were working on their yard, kids were playing in the streets, someone was walking their dog. All the while He was kissing Molly in front of her husband. No one was paying more attention to their uninterested audience then Mick was. Did they know? Did they suspect? Every time someone glanced that way he was certain they must know exactly what was happening.

After He was satisfied He escorted Mick and Molly inside. Molly and Him of course immediately took place on His couch. She was brought to His lap and His hands wasted no time rediscovering her body. Mick took to the cupboards and selected a bottle of wine, he did so quietly so as to not disturb his wife. Molly was much to busy grinding herself across His thigh to notice the filled glasses placed on the coffee table. Her sweater was already pulled up and His teeth were clenching her nipple. Her fingernails drove into His shoulders when the pain shook through her body.

He knew the answer before he asked “Do you want to suck on me slut?” Molly nodded and immediately dropped one hand from His shoulder, raking over His chest and down into His lap. He kissed her again. He gripped her wrist and stopped her “Did you want to feel me inside your slit?” Another question unnecessary to ask but He did anyway, and Molly of course was only to happy to answer. Her hand strained for His pants again. He grinned and kissed her cheek again “I can give you both.” This caught Molly just slightly off guard, she sat back waiting for her lover to explain. Instead He stood. As He walked away He glanced to the nearly forgotten Mick “If you want to fuck my woman, you’ll need to take off your pants.”

He took something from the hall closet, on His return the slave was already working on his cock cage “Leave it, I only said your pants.” He places the box on the table and began opening it. “If she wanted the cock she was married to she wouldn’t be here would she?” Molly had stood to see what the box held, wrapping her arm around His waist and placed her hand on His bulge and gave a pleading squeeze. Mick just looked to the floor. A kiss was placed on Molly’s head “I got this special kit last week, and made something for you. Well, for Mick. For you.”

She looked up “Oh?” and He nodded. “It’s a kit to make a dildo replica of someone’s cock.. Mine in fact.” He pulled it out and Molly immediately took it and grinned “It’s a perfect match!” He reached in the box and pulled out a harness. She looked at Him confused “For me?” He grinned and shook his head turning around. “For your bitch.” Molly’s eyes lit up like a second Christmas. In no time Molly had Mick wearing the strap on, with a perfect replica of her Lovers shaft protruding just above his still caged tool. “Cheer up Mick, now your wife can have a cock that satisfies her, and you can fuck her without that cumming thing you have a nasty habit of doing.”

“I want it” Molly just blurted out, staring at the thing. He grinned slapped her ass playfully. “Get on the table you hungry slut.” She did without hesitation and shed her clothes as soon as she could. She scooted to the edge of the table and spread her legs, His hand quickly moved over her sex, grinding hard with his hand over her mound. She grabbed His shirt collar and pulled Him close for a deep kiss. When their lips parted she spoke quietly “Let me have it.” He of course nodded and looked to her husband, certainly ashamed but how could he refuse. Her legs stayed wide while Mick gripped the only cock he could use and began rubbing the tip of it along her hungry sex.

While Mick was attempting to get used to the idea He moved to the other side of the table. Molly was intent on watching the sight of her husband using another mans cock on her. As it pushed into her He pushed her shoulder down, pinning tight He looked down at her “I did say we could do both now” Molly nodded and paused letting out an audible cooing noise, one hand moved to her clit swelling with excitement “It feels just like you..”

He reached for her thick hair and turned her head. His other hand released His belt and opened His jeans. He guided His length to her ruby lips and in turn she took no time to kiss along the bottom of it, and then lick back up to the swollen head. She let out another moan as Mick’s new cock was put to use. When her mouth opened He pulled and forced her mouth around Himself. She obeyed to the silent order and closed her mouth tight around the same tool moving in her pussy. Mick’s eyes were never taken off of the sight while he forced himself to continue. Her hair was pulled hard and she was forced far down His tool. She was dripping out over the impostor inside her with each thrust. “Spread her legs slave.” Mick of course obeyed. Dissatisfied He hooked His left arm behind Molly’s left leg and pulled hard, bringing that knee nearly to her shoulder. She let out a cry of discomfort into His meat, but it only excited Him more. The hand from the hooked arm gripped her breast on the same side and squeezed hard. His right hand held her in place by her hair while His hips moved, fucking her mouth.