9 comments/ 60022 views/ 1 favorites The Burrito By: jthserra Chase knew his wife Kelly was in a mood when she ordered a burrito. He ordered his tacos, grabbed the cups and walked with her to the table. Watching her sit down on the side where she could look at everyone in the restaurant, Chase walked back and filled his drink. By the time he returned to the table he heard their number called, so he went back and grabbed the tray. Sitting down across from his wife he began eating his taco watching her slowly unwrap her burrito as she scanned the room. He noticed her eyes fix on someone when she said to him, "You forgot to get my drink." "Oh, sorry," he replied, grabbing her cup and walking to the drink dispenser. He slowly filled her cup with ice as he watched her out of the corner of his eye. Kelly was staring at someone as she held the burrito out parallel with the table with both hands. She held it an inch or so from her open mouth as one of her hands moved up and down the length of the burrito in a mock stroking action. He watched as she increased the speed of the stroke, finally moving her mouth close to the end and squeezing the burrito with both hands, she caught the oozing warm contents in her mouth. Chase, seeing her performance was over, filled her cup with a drink and slowly walked back to the table, knowing what was coming next. He sat down and handed her the drink, waiting her for her words. "I'm going to the restroom she said," standing up and heading down the hall. Chase noticed her glance to the back of the restaurant and turning, he saw a tall, dark haired man get up and walk toward the restroom. Chase could still see his wife's shadow as she waited for the man to catch up with her. Chase ate the rest of his taco, sipped from his drink and then stood up and headed to the restroom himself. Walking up to the door of the men's room, he paused, listening to see if he heard anything through the door. In a moment or so, he heard his wife's voice say something in a hushed tone. He grabbed the door handle, opened the door and stepped inside. He noticed one of the stall doors was closed and he saw under the partition what appeared to be a man on his knees. He walked toward the stall and peeked through the small gap between the door and the partition wall. He could see his wife, sitting on the toilet with her legs spread. A man's head was nestled between her legs moving up and down in a lapping motion. Chase could hear his wife's whispers now, as she urged the man on. "Yes, that's it baby. Lick my clit, yeah... like that." Pausing only a moment to take in the sight, Chase grabbed the latch on the adjacent stall, opened the door and stepped inside. Quickly dropping his pants to his ankles, he sat down and leaned his ear on the partition. Not only could he hear his wife moan, but he could hear the wet, lapping sounds coming from the man eating his wife. Chase wrapped his fingers around his cock and began stroking quickly, letting the edge of his index finger and thumb slide over the head. His wife was moaning louder now and knowing her well, Chase slowed the tempo on his cock a bit, timing his orgasm, holding off... holding off... holding off, and then finally coming as just the moment he could tell his wife came. He watched the white cum spurt from his cock and splash on the floor as he listened to his wife whimper as the man lapped up the juices that oozed from her as her climax subsided. Chase then unrolled some toilet paper, neatly wiped up his cum from his cock and the floor. He dropped the paper in the toilet, pulled up his pants, flushed the toilet and stepped out of the stall. Once outside of his stall, he then peeked through the small crack and saw his wife now on her knees between the man's legs as she gave him a blowjob. Her head moved up and down as her hands stroked in a twisting motion. Chase could see the man's hips rise and fall as she shoved his cock into Kelly's mouth. The man suddenly moaned and hissed, "I'm coming, yes... yes." Chase watched him raise up off the toilet as Kelly's head stopped moving and she sucked the man's hot jism from his rod. As she moved her head away, Chase saw the man's thick cock. He quickly walked out of the restroom, and thinking of his own, very thin cock, he settled back to his lunch, grabbing a taco and biting so hard, the shell shattered, spilling the contents all over the table. Closing his eyes he counted to ten and then looked around and pulled his taco back together the best he could. Kelly emerged from the restroom with the tall man just behind her. The man paused at the door and watched as Kelly walked over to Chase and kissed him sensuously on the mouth. Tasting the bitter taste of the man's cum still lingering in Kelly's mouth, Chase noticed the man smile widely, shake his head and then go through the doors and leave. "Did you miss me," Kelly asked, smiling. "Yes, you were gone a long time," he replied. "Well, I had an emergency, but everything is okay now." Chase smiled and nodded, dropping bits of his taco into his mouth. Through the window he noticed the tall man wave to Kelly as he pulled away. "I think we need to come back here tomorrow night. Okay?" Kelly asked. Chase just nodded, crunching the little bits of his taco. "Yes, tomorrow night is fine." Kelly leaned forward, kissing Chase again, her tongue depositing more of the cum into Chases mouth. She then picked up her burrito and took a big bite. Chase swallowed, the salty taste seemed to burn his throat. * * * * * Watch for "The Burrito Letter" in Letters & Transcripts, where Kelly makes Chase write a thank you letter to her thick cocked lover The Burrito Letter The Burrito Letter Thomas Whittenotworth 345 Burlin Wrap Road Sulfur City, LA 00100 Dear Mr. Whittenotworth, I am writing to thank you for the enjoyable time you gave my wife, Kelly, at the local Taco Haven restaurant. She talked about her experience for the rest of the evening after you left and then asked me to write you this letter of thanks. I must admit I watched, as she performed on the burrito for you. I wondered if you would satisfy her, she informed me you were an extraordinary lover. She wanted me to let you know she especially enjoyed the way you pushed your tongue so deep into her hot cunt, much deeper than I could put anything of mine. She also enjoyed the way you lapped up her dripping juices after she came three times for you. She told me in infinite detail the wonderful things you did to her as you took off her shorts and panties, how your fingers first felt as they dipped into her pussy. She was already wet, even before she stood up and walked to the restroom, but when you stood up to follow her, she could practically feel it running down her legs. When you sat her on the toilet seat and pressed your three, large fingers into her, she practically came right there, but then when you moved your fingers and used your tongue she couldn’t believe how good it felt. Whenever she lets me eat her, she has to bring herself off with her own fingers, so what you did was an pleasant surprise for her. I peeked through the crack between the door and the partition wall and watched, as my wife greedily rubbed her dripping pussy against your face and lips. She wanted me to tell you that I have never seen her move like that with anyone before. She even told me how she liked the way the mole on your chin felt as it slid over her lips. That alone nearly made her come, and then when you slid that long tongue into her she wanted to swallow your whole face into her cunt. Listening from the adjacent stall while I jerked off my tiny, skinny cock, I could tell by the loud slurping noises you made, that my wife was enjoying your expert tongue. The way she moaned was more than anything she has ever done for me, so I want to thank you for making her feel so very good. She wanted me to tell you how much I enjoyed listening to your slurping, it turned me on finally hearing a real man bring her off. Knowing you were doing such a good job made me come so quickly. The little bit of cum I spilled on the floor I quickly cleaned up as I wondered how much sperm you would fill my wife with. As I cleaned up, I heard my wife’s moan of joy as she first saw your large cock. Once again peeking through that tiny crack by the door, I couldn’t help but be impressed by how thick your cock was. My wife said she now wishes you shoved it up her pussy instead of her mouth. I could never fill her like you could, she wanted me to let you know. She said she could barely get you in her mouth, but when she did, it tasted wonderful. The pre-cum that dripped from you was more than I spurt when I come, and yours tasted so much better than mine ever did for her. I want to thank you for coming in my wife’s mouth the way you did. The copious amount of salty cum poured down her throat, and filled her mouth. Later, when she kissed me with you watching us, she spit some of your cum into my mouth. I did enjoy your salty taste almost as much as she did. She kissed me several times during the evening later and I could still taste your wonderful cum. She wanted me to be sure and tell you that the taste of you alone made both of our evening so exciting. In conclusion, Mr. Whittenotworth, thank you for so thoroughly eating my wife and fucking her mouth the way you did. The orgasms she had were the best she has ever experienced and she so loved the feel of a real man’s cock. At her instruction, I have filed the card you gave her so whenever she absolutely needs a real man, she can get in touch. We both look forward to the time you can slip that massive cock into her pussy, until that time she will just have to settle for me. Sincerely, Chase Tinidich. The Burrito Revenge The Burrito Revenge Looking back, Chase found it difficult to precisely define the moment when he snapped, considering it again, it seemed more like a slow burn. At his wife’s instructions he mailed the letter to Thomas Whittenotworth thanking the man for so thoroughly eating his wife in a toilet stall, in the men’s room at the local Taco Haven while Chase listened in the next stall. Walking back from the mailbox, he thought of how he had actually convinced himself that he enjoyed listening to his wife moan as this man buried his face in her pussy. Now, several weeks later, he finished filling out some paperwork, signed his name and walked out of the pawn shop carrying a small, but heavy box. The clerk had assured him he had everything he needed, so Chase happily headed home, kissed his wife when he got there and went upstairs to shower and dress for their dinner excursion to the local Taco Haven. Showering, he recalled Whittenotworth’s condescending tone as Chase invited him to come eat his wife again. He smiled feeling his cock grow at the thought of this evening’s plans. Gripping his erection in his well lathered fist, he stroked, visualizing how things would go, his wife, with her legs spread wide as Whittenotworth lapped her wet cunt. Feeling his balls tighten, Chase stopped just short of coming, preserving himself for later. After drying off and as he dressed, he watched his wife prepare for the evening. All “a-twitter” at the evening’s possibilities, she pranced in their bedroom like a high schooler preparing for prom. Noticing him watching her, she “decided” to change her panties and grabbed some she had just purchased today. Teasing him, she slowly slid her legs through the white lace and pulled them up over her hips. Putting one leg up on the bed, she adjusted the opening in the crotchless panties, just slightly, just enough to make Chase drool. Clenching his teeth, he walked out of the room and went downstairs. She would only be a few minutes now, so he grabbed a few things, moved her purse onto the kitchen table and walked out to the car. He started the engine and turned on the air conditioning so the car would be cool when Kelly was ready to leave. Chase drove to the restaurant as she finished touching up her makeup. By the time they arrived she was absolutely gorgeous, “Good enough to eat,” Chase whispered to himself. They stepped inside and Chase immediately spotted Whittenotworth sitting at the same table as the first time Kelly performed. Sure enough, she ordered a burrito and then sat down where she had a perfect view of Whittenotworth. Getting the food, Chase once again “forgot the drinks,” so he had to get up from the table. He watched from the beverage dispenser as Kelly gave the burrito a stunning blow job to the obvious delight of Thomas Whittenotworth. Of course, as soon as Chase sat down at the table, Kelly headed to the restroom with Whittenotworth, limping a bit because of his erection, following close behind. Chase waited for a few moments, then reaching into his pocket to make adjustments, he headed to the men’s room. Glancing through the crack between the door and the partition wall, he saw his wife, eagerly guiding her lover’s head to her wet and ready pussy. Whittenotworth was already naked, his large cock stood parallel to the ground as he kneeled. Reaching into his pocket, Chase felt hard steel and slowly pulled it out. Taking a deep breath, he kicked open the door and shoved the erect barrel firmly into Whittenotworth’s surprised mouth. With the massive handgun firmly planted between the man’s lips, Chase watched as the massive cock quickly shrank. Before he could say a word, a gentle yellow stream trickled from Whittennotworth’s cock onto the floor. Moving his attention to his wife’s terrified face, Chase growled, “Unzip my pants you burrito slut.” “What the hell…” Hearing his wife begin to speak, he pressed the gun barrel deeper into Whittenotworth’s mouth and growled, “Shut up or things are gonna get real messy.” Seeing her cringe, he continued, “Now unzip my pants.” She quickly unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, gently stroking it. Realizing what was happening, she tried to appease Chase, taking him in her mouth. “Not that,” he said, pulling out of her mouth, “get up and bend over.” Turning his gaze to Whittenotworth he sneered, “You better hope I don’t get too carried away and ‘accidentally’ pull this trigger too quickly.” Kelly bent over the toilet bowl and Chase kicked her legs open wide. He moved in close to her, feeling her fingers guide his cock into her. Turned on as hell by the power he felt over these two, he slammed his cock hard and fast into her quickly coming, spurting deep in her cunt. Pulling out of his wife he ordered, “Now sit down.” She sat on the toilet, her legs tight together. “No, no, open up your legs,” he said, removing the gun from Whittenotworth’s mouth. “Okay, now you can get back to what you were doing.” Whittenotworth, seemingly confused didn’t move, just kneeling there staring at the gun. Tears streamed down his face. Wiggling the gun, for emphasis, he leaned over and whispered, “You like eating my wife’s pussy? Well there you go, eat her pussy, lap my cum from that burrito whore’s cunt.” Chase stood back, as the man moved between her legs and voraciously began lapping her dripping pussy. He eased his cock back into his pants and slipped out of the stall. Quickly heading to the car, he dropped her credit cards, the ones he had neatly cut in half earlier that day, into the trash can. Slipping into his car, he opened the glove compartment, slipped the gun inside and then checked the small envelope he had from the bank. All the money appeared to be there, so he put it back into the glove compartment and then backed out of the parking space. Pulling out onto the road he headed toward the highway, he had a long drive ahead of him. Just before getting to the freeway he slipped into another taco joint and ordered a burrito from the drive thru. Later accelerating and moving into the fast lane, he slowly ate the burrito, finishing it completely before licking his fingers and tossing the wrapper out of his window, leaving it far behind him.