Trisha's Fixation: The Conclusion

Parts: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six

Chapter Six: The Witness

Trisha didn't know how she was going to look at her husband when he walked through the door. There was a war happening between her decreasingly rational mind and her recently-violated, traitorous pussy. It was something that she'd never anticipated would happen to her, a choice that she'd never imagined she would be presented with.

In only a matter of days, she'd gone from an ordinary, loving wife to cock-hungry, desperate, cuckolding slut. Her sex life with Kevin was dull, but she'd never thought about it as lacking. He was a wonderful oral pleaser, underwhelming when it came time to get it on, but otherwise, he was everything she loved and wanted. There didn't seem to be anything actually missing.

Then, she'd watched porn and something in her head went all out of whack. She'd developed a sick fascination with oversized dicks. That, ultimately, may not have been her downfall. Unfortunately, her revelation had coincided with the arrival of one such giant cock at almost the same time. Now, she was hooked. Addicted, really.

She glanced sidelong at Tyler, who tapped at his phone as he sat at her kitchen table. It was a table that she and Kevin had purchased together when they'd bought this very house. It was one of those little pieces of their union, one that allowed for expansion. The table could be resized to fit a growing family that they might one day have.

The house itself, and everything in it, was also part of that union, that promise. A promise that Trisha had broken the moment she'd taken Tyler's big cock in her hand that first time. A promise she'd broken over and over the last few days, even going so far as to allow her arrogant, asshole neighbor to push his oversized meat inside of her.

He'd made her say the dirtiest things, played on her lust for his cock, and forced her to make promises for him, too. It was one of those promises that she was about to continue to aid him in achieving. The thought of it, and that it was her own idea, brought about the same mixture of guilt and arousal. She'd even continued to send him the dirty photos of blonde wives sucking cock, fucking hung men, and their husbands playing cleanup boy. Kevin had been enthusiastic to come home and continue to indulge in the dirty porn and his wife's oral attentions.

After feeling what it was like to have Tyler's cock stretching her pussy open, she knew that Kevin's small dick would never do it for her again. There was just no comparison. The things Tyler's cock made her feel were otherworldly. It was impossible for something to feel that good, and yet, it did.

If she had to give it up, she wasn't sure what would happen. If there came a choice between Tyler's big cock and Kevin himself, she had no doubt that she would choose Kevin. He was the man she truly loved. Tyler, she did not. In making that choice, though, how long would it be before she found herself back on her knees for Tyler?

Even if they moved, went to another town, another state, she'd felt what it was to be pleasured by a huge cock. She knew that she'd attract another one. Tyler had made that clear as he straddled her tits and pushed his cunt-soaked dick into her mouth.

"You'll always be a big dick slut, now, Trish," he'd said. "Even when I'm gone, you won't be able to go without it. Guys with real cocks will see you, and they'll know. You'll tell them, just by the way you look at them, that you need it."

Then, he'd pulled his wet shaft from her mouth and asked her, "What are you, Trish?"

"A… a big dick slut," she'd said.

And then he'd fucked her mouth, on her marital bed until he'd plastered her entire face, her mouth, and her tits in a wash of hot jizz. There had been so much of the stuff that she'd had to change the sheets afterward. It had actually made her cum again, too.

Kevin came through the door from work and set his briefcase aside, glanced across to Tyler, and then crossed to kiss his wife. Once again, Trisha thought about how only a few hours ago, her lips had been coated in her neighbor's excessive cum explosion. And now Kevin was kissing those same lips.

"Hey, Ty," Kevin called. "How's the project?"

"Going really well," Tyler said. "Some of the old stuff had to come out and they'd gotten in pretty deep. It took a while, but we're managing to fit the new ones in."

"A few more days and it'll be finished," Trisha added.

"Great. Can't wait to grill out and enjoy it," Kevin said.

Tyler looked up and said, "I gotta run home for a few minutes and change out some laundry. Still okay if I stay for dinner?"

"Of course," Kevin said.

Tyler stood up as Kevin took his seat at the table. Trisha watched from the corner of her eye as her smug neighbor rose and Kevin saw the unmistakable, prominent bulge of his huge cock outlined in the tight shorts. She saw his eyes widen. You couldn't not notice it. His mouth opened slightly. Tyler casually straightened his shorts without so much as glancing at Kevin, which only had the effect of making his dick more noticeable.

"Be back in a bit," he said, letting himself out.

Trisha continued to attend to her cooking until the door shut, then she was across the room in a flash and pushing her tongue into Kevin's mouth hungrily. He groaned into the kiss and palmed her ass through her shorts, kneading it as she desperately sucked on his tongue.

She broke the kiss and said, "We need to hurry. I have to suck your cock!"

She pulled him to his feet and dragged him to the living room, swiping her phone open as she walked. The special video from Tyler, she'd placed into a hidden folder for safety, but she already had another video ready.

Kevin's dick was hard already as she knelt before him and put the phone in his hand.

"Jesus, babe! You're really into this stuff. I'm liking it!" Kevin said, accepting the phone and looking down at his sexy wife preparing to pleasure his dick.

For the next twenty minutes, Trisha edged him, sucking and licking, jerking his cock, squeezing it to keep him from cumming. She teased him with her words and planted the suggestions in his head.

"That's so sexy, baby… look at her choke on that big cock… she loves how that huge dick feels… look at how it makes her cum… her husband loves it… it's so fucking big…"

Kevin was on the verge, red-faced and breathing rapidly from his wife's teasing, when the moment came. Trisha knew from the sound of the woman's final orgasm that her husband was about to perform his duty.

"I can't wait until you can eat my pussy again, baby," Trisha said and licked his cock. "Do you want to do it to me, just like that?"

"Yeah," Kevin said and Trisha plunged her mouth over his cock.

It erupted, spewing his weak load across her tongue as the video husband tongued his wife's creamy gash. Once again, Trisha felt the rush of making him get off to the sight and knowing that it was now the only way he was going to cum.

***

That night, Trisha repeated the porn exercise again. Kevin wasn't much for getting a hard-on multiple times a day, but something about this latest development seemed to excite him, too. Perhaps it was just that he was getting the blowjobs he'd been after for so long, but she didn't think that was quite it.

Watching the husbands eat pussy had an effect on him, she was sure. Kevin had a fixation for that, much like her own fixation for big dicks. Whatever the reason, Kevin was hard and ready for more porn and a blowjob that night. He was ready for it again the next morning.

Trisha continued to send him the photos, along with teasing messages throughout the day. His responses were always positive. He even remarked on which ones he found hot. All of those that featured hubby eating spunk-filled cunt fit his definition of "hot."

That day, Tyler brought her up to the bedroom and ate her ass, while he stuffed his fingers into her cunt. It was the first time anyone had ever played with Trisha's backdoor. Of course, there was a reason for it.

"You're going to give me this, too," Tyler told her and then proceeded to use her ass cheeks to masturbate his prick. Trisha, spellbound after cumming for him several times, agreed. Pleased by her acceptance that she would also be his anal fucktoy, Tyler pushed a few inches of his girthy cock into her from behind, grabbed her hair, and made Trisha's body convulse in a series of mind-bending orgasms.

Once again, when Kevin arrived home, he was treated to the sight of Tyler's cock in a pair of tight shorts before Tyler left. Trisha, continued training her husband on the big dick cuck porn, while she sucked and edged his cock. It then became part of the nightly routine, in which Trisha would pleasure Kevin's dick as she talked dirty and he watched the cuck porn.

In addition to finishing the yard, this routine became the norm through Friday of that week. Trisha would submit, during the day, to one of Tyler's degradations. Without fail, she sucked his cock. He ate her ass, slapped his cock against her pussy, and eventually blasted a gargantuan load all over her. However, after the second time she'd taken part of her cock, he hadn't allowed her to orgasm.

By Friday night, Trisha hadn't cum for a further two days. However, Tyler continued to use her as a sex toy to get himself off. Trisha was very compliant and horny, happily allowing Tyler to use her mouth, her butt cheeks, her hands, or her tits. Until Kevin would watch her "lose her virginity," however, Tyler wouldn't fuck her again or allow her to cum.

The first real breakthrough in Kevin's training came on Friday night, while Trisha played with his cock in bed. It was risky, what she was doing tonight, but she was desperate to cum and more so to cum on Tyler's dick. The video Kevin was watching tonight was one that Tyler had provided for her.

Earlier in the day, she'd slobbered over Tyler's cock and felt incredibly jealous of the woman in the video. She knew the woman. It was Patty Clark from three houses down. Trisha and Kevin had met her at an HOA meeting only a few weeks prior. And Tyler was stuffing his cock into her. The video was being filmed by her husband.

Trisha was jealous because Tyler was giving Patty his dick in the way that Trisha herself wanted. What was more, the video was from two nights ago, after Tyler had denied Trisha his cock until Kevin would agree to watch them fuck. In the video, Patty's pussy was stuffed full of Tyler's dick, and Kevin had just started watching it.

When the camera panned up to show Patty's face, lustfully contorted into the kind of pained pleasure that Trisha was so desperate to feel, Kevin's dick was in his wife's mouth. She heard him gasp in recognition and exclaim, "Shit! That's Patty Clark!"

Trisha came up off his cock and said, "Oh, God! It is!"

"Fuck, Rich is huge," Kevin commented as he watched Tyler pummel the neighbor's fuckhole.

In the video, Patty suddenly moaned out, "Oh, fuck! Fuck me, Tyler! Oh, shit! Fuck me!"

Trisha went back to work on Kevin's dick as he said, "Tyler? Oh! Oh, shit!"

Trisha moaned around his dick as Kevin began to unload in her mouth.

"Fuck! Oh, fuck," he groaned, holding Trisha's head with one hand.

Trisha, no stranger to her husband's orgasms, could tell that this was one of the most intense he'd experienced during their married life. It was the first time he'd produced a load so copious that she actually had to work to swallow the first shot. Even after he came, he continued to watch the video to its conclusion, stroking his wife's hair wordlessly until Patty's husband began to suck Tyler's load from his wife.

"I can't believe Tyler, of all people, is having an affair with Patty Clark," Kevin said as he cuddled Trisha in bed.

"I can't believe he's so… big," Trisha whispered.

To her surprise, Kevin found her pussy with his hand and began to rub it.

"It is big," he whispered in her ear. "I'll bet you'd look even hotter than Patty does with it in your mouth."

"Kevin!" Trisha snapped.

Kevin chuckled and said, "I'm serious. If you really wanted to get good at blowjobs, just think about what you could do with a cock like that."

"Are we really talking about this?" Trisha asked, turning to face him and denying his fingers access to her pussy.

She wasn't allowed to cum until Kevin watched them fuck, and his fingers were going to do it. She needed to be careful.

"You had to have noticed it. He's been wearing those tight-ass shorts every day. You can't miss something like that."

"Well, yeah, I noticed. But, it's not like I'm spending my days on my knees for him. We're working on the yard."

"I know. Just, I guess this new porn fixation of yours, especially the content, has got me thinking about it. Knowing it's actually happening, just a few doors down? It's… kind of hot."

Trisha allowed a smile and said, "Yeah. I guess it is kind of hot."

"Obviously, I'm not telling you that you should, or that I want you to do anything you don't feel comfortable with. It's just, honey, you're a stunner. Ever since you showed me that first video, I haven't stopped thinking about what it would be like to see you with someone like… like that. You know? Big?"

Trisha giggled and said, "You're so bad!"

She slapped his chest playfully and then adopted a husky, seductive tone.

"Is that what you want to see?" she asked and began to rub his soft dick again. "You want to watch your wife suck on Tyler's big dick?"

Kevin, flushed and becoming erect again, said, "Yeah…"

Inwardly, Trisha soared. Outwardly, she said, "Since the yard is finished, why don't we invite Tyler over to cook out tomorrow and celebrate? I'm not promising you anything, but let's just feel it out. You're right. It would be kind of sexy."

***

Trisha left her husband with a hard-on and went to sleep, then snuck out of bed early in the morning to deny him relief. She spent the morning shopping for the cookout while Kevin tidied up the yard and got the grill ready for the evening. She continued to tease him through the day, but refused to give him any relief.

"Just imagine how hot it's going to be after Tyler leaves tonight," she said. "You can drain your cock in my mouth and record it. It will be like our own porno."

Kevin liked the sound of the idea. He grilled them steaks that evening, and Tyler was his usual, awkward self throughout the evening. That is, until Trisha, having split a bottle of wine with Kevin, changed the topic of their conversation to a more personal one.

"Tyler, can I ask you something?" she said.

"Sure, Mrs. Piper."

Kevin and I were looking on an "adult site" the other night and we came across an… interesting video.

"Uh, okay?" Tyler said.

She lowered her voice and said, "The video had Patty Clark in it."

"Shit! Like, from down the street?" Tyler hissed.

Trisha nodded and said, "I think you already know about the video."

She thought that Tyler might have a future as an actor, too, because he did an excellent job of looking flustered and a little afraid.

"Ty, don't worry," Kevin said. "We're not saying anything."

"You aren't?" Tyler asked, rubbing at his neck nervously.

"No," Trisha said. "In fact, we thought it was kind of… kinky."

"You did?"

Kevin nodded and said, "Ty, I don't know how this sort of thing is supposed to work. Do you think Trish is pretty?"

Tyler blushed and nodded, saying, "Well, yeah."

"This thing you have with Patty," Trisha whispered. "Is it something you do with others?"

Tyler blushed again and said, "Um, a few, yeah. Last year, I came across this site for, like, swingers and stuff. You know, couples that like to do stuff with other guys. Most of them want a guy that's, um, bigger."

"Well, I've noticed that you're… bigger," Trisha said, swirling her wine glass. "And Kevin and I have been talking about this. It's something that we're open to try, too."

"For real?" Tyler said, his eyes widening.

Kevin nodded and said, "Whatever Trisha feels comfortable with, I'm alright with."

"Tyler, would you like to come inside with us?" Trisha asked, biting her lip and batting her eyes.

Tyler nodded slowly, his expression one of disbelief. That would change, Trisha knew. Once he had his dick out, that act would fall away and the real Tyler would come out to play. Then, Kevin would know just what an asshole he'd given his wife to.

Trisha was positively gooey between the legs as Tyler followed her and Kevin to their bedroom. Finally, Tyler was going to fuck her. Really fuck her. Not just half his cock, she'd get to take the whole thing. She was glad of the wine buzz as she shut the door and rounded on the two men.

"So, how exactly does it work?" Kevin asked.

"Let me show you," Tyler said and Trisha saw his demeanor shift. "Have a seat over there, Kev," he ordered.

Kevin looked momentarily shocked, but Tyler's commanding tone moved hi,m and he sat in the armchair in the corner. Tyler looked into Trisha's eyes and put a hand on her shoulder. He gave a gentle push, and Trisha fell, obediently, to her knees in front of him.

Stroking her blonde hair, Tyler ordered, "Go ahead and pull my cock out, Trish. I know you've been thinking about it."

Trisha reached up to the tie on his baggy shorts and fumbled it loose with trembling hands. She glanced over at Kevin, who seemed as enrapt as she was. He nodded and swallowed. Trisha tugged the shorts down and Tyler's fat dick came out in the open.

Kevin groaned. Tyler chuckled. Trisha moaned.

"You see that, Kev? It's like a fucking drug. She needs it. Don't you, Trish?"

Trisha nodded and reached for it. Tyler swatted her hand away and said, "You need to ask nicely."

Trisha blushed and asked, "Tyler, may I please have it?"

Tyler nodded and placed his hand on her head, guiding her to his cock. Trisha opened her mouth and sealed her lips around the fat knob, her body shuddering as she was finally rewarded for her dedication to Tyler's dick.

"God," Kevin exclaimed.

He watched as his wife began to lovingly, passionately suck on Tyler's huge tool, wrapping her hands around it and feeding herself his monster. She moaned and purred around it as she wet the length of it with her tongue, kissed along its length, and forced it into her throat.

"Pull your dick out, Kev," Tyler ordered. "I know you need to. She looks good like this, doesn't she?"

"Yeah," Kevin croaked, and Trisha heard him unsnap his pants.

"Good girl, Trish," Tyler praised her. "I just know you're gonna love that dick."

Trisha groaned happily, and Tyler began to pump his prick into her welcoming suckhole. As Kevin watched in fascination, fingering his rigid little dick, Tyler stuffed Trisha's mouth with repeated thrusts that caused rivers of warm drool to run down her chin and soak her pretty top. When Tyler pulled his cock from her mouth to peel away her shirt, she noticed that Kevin was now recording the scene on his phone.

She saw his approval as he touched his cock and grinned. Now she really was one of those wives in the videos. Just like them. Her husband was recording her transformation into a slut wife, addicted to oversized cock, willing to go to any length for the pleasure. She unsnapped her bra and removed it, too.

Tyler motioned her u,p and Trisha didn't need to be told to drop her skirt. She did it on her own, revealing that she was without panties. Kevin groaned and squeezed his cock in his fist. Tyler guided her to the bed and put her on her back.

"You should get closer, Kev," Tyler said. "You'll want to watch this bit over and over. Your wife's about to lose her virginity."

Seemingly in a daze, Kevin followed his instructions, bringing the camera around to capture the moment. He gasped as he saw the length of Tyler's dick, laid across his wife's belly, an indication of just how deeply into her it was going to get.

"Shit," he muttered.

"You can stop this right now," Tyler said. "If you do, she's still not gonna be the same. She'll never be happy with just… that," he pointed at Kevin's small dick. "And after she feels it, she'll be ruined for you. Sorry to say, buddy, but it's the truth. Your wife's gonna be a big dick slut."

He turned to Trisha and said, "Is that what you want, Trish?"

Trisha, consumed by her horniness, said, "Yes!"

"Tell Kevin," Tyler said and slapped his cock against her wet pussy.

"I… I want to be a… a big dick slut."

"Kev, is that what you want?"

Kevin swallowed, panned the camera to Trisha's cunt, and said, "Yeah."

"Tell her," Tyler ordered, and placed his cockhead against her entrance.

Trisha whined with need and looked at her husband in wild desperation.

"Make her a… a big dick slut," Kevin said.

Tyler pushed his thick crown into Trisha and she groaned, tossing her head back as his knob split her open. After the days of going without Tyler's cock, she felt like she was losing control. She needed it to fill her up, stretch her cunt, to make her stupid with the pleasure it gave her. Kevin touched his own dick, but briefly.

Tyler pushed more of his immense length into Trisha, widening her wet sheath, gaping her entrance, sending her body into a back-arching spasm. She let out a low, strangled cry as Tyler buried half of his cock in her, only this time he kept on going. Kevin watched with wide-eyed disbelief as six, and then seven inches of Tyler's girth spread his wife's channel.

Trisha made little gasping noises as if she couldn't breathe, as inch after inch of that fat cock buried itself in her soul. Her body jerked and writhed as Tyler put eight inches into her before he stopped, took a breath, and then withdrew it. Those eight inches of his hard shaft were coated in Trisha's fuck honey, shining with arousal. He brought his dick out to the head and then gave it to her again, slowly cramming it back into her body, inch after agonizing inch.

"Oh! Oh, my God! Trisha exclaimed. "Oh, fuck It's… It's so… Oh, fuck!"

"That's it, little slut," Tyler said, calmly placing his palm flat on her tummy and stuffing another two inches of meat into her receptive cunt. Kevin was silent, his breathing ragged, his dick in his hand as he watched his wife's pussy swallow nine inches, then ten. He was almost to the hilt, and Trisha was thrashing and squealing, her back bent so far off the bed that she looked like she might snap in half.

Then, Tyler pushed the last bit of his dick inside of her, packing her tightly with the entirety of his thick tool. Trisha shuddered, groaned, and grunted.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Trish," Tyler said and set his knees up on the bed.

He pushed Trisha's legs back with his hands, then braced them in place with his arms, opening her up for him to drive his cock into her core. Trisha bucked against him as he pulled his cock back and then slid it home once more. She moaned long and loud, tossing her hair, as Tyler began to build up a rhythm. It was slow at first, expanding her cunt to accommodate his cock.

It was, Trisha mused through the lusty haze, just like losing her virginity. She'd never felt so full and so whole. Tyler's dick was like a missing piece of her insides, rearranging them in a way that she could actually see. The bulge of his cock was clearly visible through her tummy. Kevin watched it move inside of her with a fascinated expression on his face as he fingered his dick.

Tyler's thrusting increased in pace, pulling back further and stuffing half of his dick back into Trisha with a well-developed rhythm. She humped up to meet his thrusts, whimpering and biting her lip as she stared up at him with a look of abject worship in her eyes.

Feeling the entirety of Tyler's cock couldn't even compare to feeling half of it. She'd thought that fucking half his length had felt good, but she'd had no idea. When he stuffed the whole thing into her, truly filled her up, there was nothing like it. He'd been right. He was going to wreck her for Kevin.

Even now, she was barely aware of him. The only thing that really existed was the feel of Tyler's fat, thick cock giving her the most mind-altering fuck of her life. But then, it all became even better. Tyler's pace increased again, maintaining that same steady rhythm, but driving his huge cock into her harder.

Trisha began to grunt like an animal, gritting her teeth, her hands locked on Tyler's arms as he truly began to fuck her. Her legs quaked and her breath came out in hot pants of pleasure as Tyler plundered her wet treasure, transforming her into his latest conquest. When he was finished with her, once he'd fucked her to the point that she forgot about Kevin entirely, his ownership of her cunt would be total.

That moment was approaching fast, too. Already, nearly her whole awareness was tunneled on the almost constant feeling of a long, drawn-out orgasm that just wouldn't end. The waves of pleasure just kept coming, becoming hotter and more intense with every thrust of Tyler's meat into her depths. The sounds she made, she wasn't even sure were actually words. They just came out in a rush of breath that sounded halfway between a moan and a squeal.

Tyler looked into her eyes and said, "What are you, Trish?"

Through the fucklust, Trisha found the answer he wanted, the only answer she could give, "A big dick slut!"

"Cum, slut," Tyler said and pushed his cock to the balls.

Trisha let out a long cry as her body quaked and trembled, then clear girl cum gushed from her cunt, squirting around the plug of Tyler's dick. She didn't hear Kevin groan, but she felt the splash of his cum against her face as he lost it. Trisha's whole body ignited with a blaze of intense, orgasmic overload as she came.

Her fingers dug into Tyler's arms as she jerked and writhed, impaled on his dick and unable to escape the mind-melting euphoria. Everything around her became the pleasure from her cunt, flowing outward and enveloping her in a cocoon of pure joy. Somehow, Tyler kept her there, too, driving more and more pleasure out of her until she was a sweating, heaving mess that couldn't manage a vocabulary of more than single-syllable words.

"Fuck! Shit! God! Oh!"

At some point, she saw Kevin jerking his dick again, and this time she was on her front with Tyler's cock driving into her as she lay prone. Until the sun began to come up, her big-dicked neighbor used her pussy. Kevin captured the hours of her first real fuck, and Trisha knew that they'd watch it again.

She might jerk him off or suck his cock while they did it, but he'd never fuck her again. That was a certainty. Tyler had forbidden it, and now her pussy belonged to him.

Finally, just as dawn was breaking, Tyler gave her the final pleasure of the evening. His torrent of sperm flooded her insides, filling her with a wad of cum so thick that it couldn't find a way out of the tightly-packed seal his big dick created in her cunt. When he did, at last, pull it out and clean it with her mouth, his gooey deposit flowed out of her to soak the already sodden sheets.

It was only then that Tyler clapped Kevin on the shoulder and said, "I've wrecked her for you, buddy. And I'm not sorry. You'll want to clean her up. I'm not done with her."

Kevin only nodded, stunned, as Tyler pulled on his shorts and left the house. He looked down at his naked, quivering, cum-soaked wife. Trisha was destroyed. Her body was coated in sweat and her blonde hair was a tangled mess of sweat, streaked with cum. Her face was wet and shiny from where Tyler had stuffed his sperm and cunt-coated dick into it. Her pussy, though, looked as if it had just survived a gangbang. It was leaking a steady flow of jizz. She'd never looked more beautiful.

Kevin set the phone camera on the bedside table, angled it, and did his duty. Just like the husbands in the videos, he knelt between his wife's legs. After days of being denied eating her pussy. He could finally have it.

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