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I returned home and immediately opened up about everything that happened that night at the gym with Coach Nice. I wasnât sure what I expected from my wife -- maybe anger or disappointment, I guess. Angry that I broke our trust, angry that I wasnât strong enough to keep him off of me, disappointed she couldnât watch. Surprisingly it was the complete opposite. She gave me the most amazing after care. Running me a bath and requesting every intimate detail of the night.
As I replayed the steps of the events. I witnessed my wife become more aroused as the story unfolded for her. Right as I was relieving the moment of him pulling out and ejaculating all over my stomach my wife too reached her own orgasm. It was unique I loved watching her pleasure and openness. She even spoke on the sexual tension that has been building between her and a co-worker. She asked if she could act on it. I agreed as long as she reciprocated by sharing every little detail of their encounter. She smiles and kisses me deeply.
Our kiss is interrupted by the sound of an incoming message. My wife retrieves my phone from the bathroom sink, turning the phone to my face to reveal the sender: Coach Nice. I dry my hands on the towel above my head and open the message, finding it very direct and to the point. The message says âHereâs the location of tomorrows meetup. Also, here is the safe word: Advent. If you think you will need it donât even bother showing up.â
My wife's voice disrupts my focus, inquiring, "What did it say?" I reply, "He provided a safe word and mentioned not showing up if I think I might need it."
âDamn thatâs sexyâ My wife says like a horny house wife. I shoot her the side eye, confused. Why is she so excited when this is clearly outside of my comfort zone. I donât know this man and he is taking me to some address Iâve never been to before. Throwing out things like safe words.
Iâve never needed a safe word. What could he be possibly be into.
Iâll follow you; she states.
With a raised eyebrow. Youâll what?
Iâll follow you to the location. I wonât be seen. Iâll keep an eye on you If you feel like you need help through up the warning sign and I will intervene.
Warning sign? Whatâs the warning sign?
I donât know start doing jumping jacks, my wife said jokingly
Seriously safe words, warning signs, this is all crazy.
âHey babe, this is exactly what we talk about every night. Now itâs in your face and youâre going to throw it away? Because youâre scared.â
âScared? Iâve never been scared.â
âWell, you seem pretty scared to me.â My wife teases.
Without saying anything, I turn my attention to the text message and reply, âIâll be there.â Flipping the phone around for her to see, she smiles, kisses me on the forehead and sashays out of the bathroom. I removed myself from the tub and followed behind her. As I make my way to the bed, I lie there, and contemplate how not to back out over the week.
The week flies by faster than I expected. Itâs now Wednesday morning. I get in my car and my wife in hers. I send her the address and I leave ahead of her as to not appear like we are arriving together. I send Coach Nice a message, letting him know that I am on the way and will be there shortly.
Coach Nice didnât respond to my message. I wonder if he changed his mind. I begin to question if I should show up at all. What am I even doing?
Even so, I continue to this unfamiliar destination, submerging myself in the music to drown out my nerves.
A few songs go by and Iâve arrived at the location. Itâs an alluring state park that contains a 10-mile flat hike. I instantly feel a rush of calm as I notice several cars in the parking lot and quite a few happy hikers roaming around.
I take out my phone to call my wife, saying,â Hey, I think Iâll be alright. We are at Varner Park thereâs tons of people here. I guess we are just hiking today. If you want you can head back, I think I will be fine.â
âThatâs perfect Jason actually just messaged and asked if I would join him for coffee.â Jason is her coworker she informed me about.
âPerfect. Enjoy. Wish me luck; this is a 10-mile hike.â
âGood luck, you got this babe. Show him whoâs in charge.â
We exchange our I love youâs and I hop out of the car, searching for Coach.
I expect him to be on time after all of the shit he gave me for being late last week. I hear someone shout from the beginning of the trail, âAre you looking for me?â
I turn towards the sound of his voice and see him waiving at me. I smile and walk over towards him. He seems to be in great spirits this morning, a lot more upbeat than how he was when I last met him in the boxing gym.
Heâs very hot and cold; I never know what I am going to get. But today, I am happy to get the nice Coach Nice. I walk up to him and he greats me with a smile asking how have I been since weâve last met.
âGreat! I say almost as If not wanting to address what happened the last time we met.â
âYes, you looked like you recovered well from our last encounter.â
Encounter, what we did was a little more than an encounter. I thought to myself, pensive.
âIt took a few days, but yes, I bounced back.â
âHmm, maybe you could have handled more,â he remarks before walking past me and proceeding on to the trail.
âMore!â I think of how I could barely stand that night. Driving home was hardly manageable. Why did I even show up here today? This man broke me down in ways I never thought possible.
Why am I here?! Yet I find myself following behind him, struggling to keep up with his fast past. His strides are long. His one to my two. âHey slow down whatâs the rush?â
He abruptly stops and I bump into the back of him.
He turns around and looks me in my eyes and says youâre leading now.
Fine, I proceed to head back on the trail, he grabs me before I can make it past him.
That way. Motioning his finger to the left
Thatâs not a part of the trail.
âSo, you only stick to places where the path is laid out for you. You donât venture off the beaten path?â
I turn to the left and make my way through the brush.
Although this path was not as distinguished as the trail before. I can see that this path has been followed before, not by many, but we definitely arenât the first. I follow the trail slowly, never once rushed by Coach Nice. I can hear his footsteps close almost making me too nervous to turn around.
I stop
âWhy did you stop?â, He questioned.
âYou can lead?â I say under my breath.
âIâm sorry say that againâ he says with a mocking tone almost as if to show me a lesson. To never question his ability to lead. To learn my place.
I step to the side and brace myself against the tree behind me to let him ahead of me.
Before making his way past he stops right in front of me and turns to me to say âYou think I can handle this from here?â
âYesâ, I say quietly.
âYes what?â
And there it was the hot and cold. I canât keep up. Itâs like as soon as he has me to himself, he became the Coach Nice I encountered a week ago.
Yes Coach, I say with a shameful voice, knowing I should have never come out here with him. I let my wife talk me into this. Now all l can think about is that she probably skipped the coffee and went straight to chocking on Jasonâs dick in the front seat of his car. I can admit the thought of what my wife could be doing right now aroused me and helped to release some of the frustration brought on by Coaches hot and cold demeanor.
I snap out of it when I am commanded to follow him deeper into the woods and further off the main trail.
I reluctantly follow behind hoping this will be over soon enough. Unlike coach I packed a small bag with water and two protein bars. Coach had a large bag as if he were preparing to camp here for the night.
Whatâs in the bag?
âYou never know what youâll run into out here.â He says
âIs that all you got?â He says sarcastically, eyeing my small fanny pack.
âI didnât know what we were getting into.â
âYeah, you never askedâ
âWell, I have a question now, what are we doing here and how is this related to boxing?â
âYou need to be pushed to your limitsâ
âWhat are you going leave me in the woods and make me find my way back.â I say jokingly
He never responded
I immediately try to remember all the turns already taken before this point I start to make subtle marks on trees just in case I have to find my way back.
In the mist of me planning my escape route we are faced suddenly with the most beautiful waterfall.
I was amazed, too captivated to speak.
âWhat do you think?â He says sweetly again flaunting his gentle side. Donât know how long this will last.
âThis is absolutely beautifulâ
âAre you getting in?â He says as heâs stripping out of his clothes.
I immediately follow his lead and take off all my clothes until I am in nothing but my birthday suit. Heâs already in the water by the time I remove all my clothes I can feel him ogling the body I hide under menâs clothes for most of my life.
He is the only man that has actually seen the true curves of my body I see his eyes swim across my brown skin and rest on my perky but small breast. I take in his gaze.
I slowly walk in tense expecting the water to be cold but surprisingly it was a welcoming temperature. I make my way over to him.
âIs this your little secret spot you bring all your first dates?â I say jokingly
He laughs and says âNo I bring my dates to Olive Garden?â
I laugh surprised that he actually made a joke.
âYouâre the only person Iâve ever brought here right before swimming closer to the water fall.
I follow him. âWhy? Why am I the only one.â
Never thought anyone was worth bringing here.
âEven after I sent the message last night, I didnât think you would actually show.â
I flash back to receiving this message. I think about him giving me the choice. The same question repeats in my head. âWhy did I accept it? why am I here?â
I guess he can see me questioning myself. Itâs almost as if he can read my mind and he throws the question back in my face
âWhy are you here?â
âWhy not. But you can thank my wife for that.â
âWife?â He questions
âYeah, I told her everything that happenedâ
âWhat did she sayâ
âI got her approval. As you can see, Iâm here.â
âSo, you really belong to me now?â
âIâll be honest I did not expect you to give up control so easyâ he says
âEasy? I say offended. âYou think Iâm easy?â
âWell, yeah. I asked you to belong to me and you folded... easilyâ
âFuck youâ I retorted and swam back to where I dropped my clothes on the bank.
I make my way back to land and wring my locs out. As I glance back at the water, I see him peacefully floating. I hurry and throw my clothes on and find my way back to the path before he returns. Frustration over whelms me and I storm off without a clear sense of direction. I look towards my phone for guidance but to no surprised I could not find cell reception. Worry starts to creep in right before I here rustling in the distance, instantly fear takes over. I turn around only to be met with the reason I am in this predicament in the first place. Its Coach Nice.
âWhere do you think you are going?â He speaks
âHome.â
âYou donât even know where youâre at.â I look around to see that there is no one for miles itâs just me and him.
The last time it was just me and him I gave this man every part of me. Something Iâve never done to any man and will never do again.
Here he is with all the power, nothing I can do its just me
He presses me against the tree and pushes his hand up my shirt.
I push him off
âFuck you, Iâm not easy.â
He comes back almost as if he thinks that I was joking.
This time he goes in for a kiss and I slap the shit out of him.
He tastes the blood he feels welling up in his lip and instantly returns the slap with twice the intensity. After the stinging subsides in my cheek, we lock eyes with a deathly stare.
I cock my arm back to hit him with my right hook but he blocks it pins my arm to the side and comes in for this forceful kiss,
It was a struggle I almost lost the battle when his lips met mine. I loved how rough he was with me I couldnât help but almost fall victim to his passion again. Instantly I snap out of it and gain the strength to push him off of me once more. I never had a chance. He pins both my hands to my side and swipes my legs from under me and forces me to ground, crashing on top of me.
The impact was rough, but I could not feel the damage done, since adrenaline was now coursing through my body. I immediately try and fight my way from underneath him, but I canât; heâs stronger than me. With only one hand he flips me on my stomach, pins my hand above my head and separates my legs with his knee. I turn my head to see him wrestling with his pants before pulling his long thick dick out and slamming it into my vagina.
âUghhhh!â I scream out in a mix of pain and pleasure.
He whispers in my ear âYou have everything you need to stop this.â
The word advent swims in my head but never makes it to my lips.
And immediately he goes back to slamming into my pussy. Each thrust met with another, each one more powerful than the last.
He lets go and now I feel the weight of a 210 lb. man. His arm reaches around my neck and I feel his grip tightening, all while his long manhood is punching every corner of my uterus.
I start to scream out
He never covers my mouth and I realize he is giving me every opportunity to use the safe word. He thinks I need this safe word he thinks I cannot handle it. But I lay there and take every firm inch of this man before my body involuntarily orgasms and my body begins to shake uncontrollably
Shortly after I feel his dick twitch inside of me and I hear him let out the most primal scream.
Fuck, heâs cumming, but this time inside of me. Instantly during that realization, I cum again this time I pass out from all the energy expelled throughout this encounter.
When I come through the sun has already begun to come down and I was thrown over his shoulder bouncing from ever step he took. I see that we have made it back on the main trail reaching the beginning where our cars are parked. Itâs no surprise that our cars are the only ones that remained. No one would have heard me if I needed them.
But I didnât need them I handled it. I wasnât easy I put up a fight, I bet he didnât expect that.
How is he this strong he carried me out of the woods on his shoulder we had to be at least 4 miles in thereâs no way. Have I underestimated his strength. I never had a chance.
I flash back to the first time we met in the gym before he handed me his card. He boosted me he made me feel like I could handle myself. And I could, but he made it very clear he will always be the one to put me in my place. He will always be stronger than me, he will always own me. I came to the realization that my body does belong to him now.
He placed me down against my vehicle while I shuffled for my keys in my bag. I can feel him look at him almost as if he was checking to make sure I was okay with everything
âIâm fine I say.â
âI know you are. Thatâs why I picked you.â
I unlock my doors and he proceeded to open them. He helped me in, secures my seatbelt across me and then kisses me on my forehead. âText me when you make it home. I have to head back in to get my gear.â
What are you kidding me you left it. I had to carry you I am not superman he said jokingly.
âNo. I think you should get it tomorrow.â
Why am I worried about him, heâs a grown man he can handle himself.
Iâll be fine, I know these woods like the back of my hand. Realizing thatâs how he caught up with me earlier. I never had a chance of getting away from him. Heâs in control and Iâm playing his game.
âIâll let you know when I get done howâs that sound. Now go home text me when you make it.â
He walks off and disappears into the woods once more. Weirdly I miss him. I donât feel as protected when heâs not near me. I want to go in after him but I immediately realize I have been MIA all day. I call my wife to let her know I am on the way. She excitedly says I cannot wait to swap stories with you it has been a crazy day.
â I agree!â
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