Monday, December 31, 2012

Lauren's Revenge

Lauren's Revenge by WriteOn (writeon606@hotmail.com) "Are you ready to play?" Lauren called out as soon as I entered the house. I followed her sensuous coaxing into the bedroom. By the time I found her draped over the bed, her syllables were slutting together in soft moans. "Oh, baby...I can't wait to be all filled up." And I couldn't wait to comply! Just as I was set to leap upon her, my wife pulled herself off our bed. She held me at arm's length, reducing me to an eyes-only ravishing. Her gown was new and delicious; a combination of lace and silk that elegantly revealed her equally new and delicious black lace bra, thong, garter belt and stockings beneath. Lauren has the lines of a Victoria Secret model--slender but with a generous swelling under her bra and breathtaking curves down her torso, hips and thighs. Hers is a body to get lost in. "You like what you see?" she purred, stepping in close to me even as she gently pushed back my arms as they tried to encircle her. "Yesss," I hissed, my voice signaling the explosion building within me. "Perfect," she whispered. Her tongue brushed over my ear, her hot breath fanning the flames she had so quickly lit in me. "I want you on fire tonight." Her hands flashed before me, brushing my sport coat off my shoulders, then quickly moving to loosen my tie and unbutton my shirt. Even as I slipped it off, her fingers released my belt and the buttons that held up my pants. She peeled my briefs to the floor, finishing as I kicked off my shoes and socks. I stood naked before her. I'd never been stripped so quickly and efficiently. "What's the rush?" I teased, running my against her as she stood. "You were late getting home...and I have such plans for tonight." "How promising..." Lauren chuckled and stopped just long enough to meet my eyes. She held them with a fiery stare. "You have no idea." Something in that look disturbed me, and my momentary puzzlement gave Lauren the opportunity she was looking for. With a quick shove, she pushed my frame into a rollaway chair that I hadn't noticed behind me. Before I could react, she spun me around and pulled back both my arms. The feel of soft rope coiling around my wrists didn't necessarily alarm me, as Lauren and I have often bound each other to some degree as part of our sex play. In fact, I didn't feel any sense of alarm until she'd immobilized my feet as well and began rolling the chair into the large walk-in closet. Once inside, Lauren stood before me, inspecting her work. Slowly she lifted her gown above her waist, then straddled my lap. She squirmed against me, working herself against me until I felt the soft hairs that spilled from her g-string tickling my naked erection. She leaned forward to rub the satiny gown against my bare nipples. I moaned in appreciation. "You like?" she whispered. "Oh yeah..." "I'll bet Jessie never did this for you." Jessie. Oh, god. Jessie was one of the field reps I managed. Two months previous, at a sales convention, she'd wound up in my bed for a couple nights. "Oh, god....Listen to me, Lauren. I didn't mean for that to happen. You don't understand..." Lauren's voice cut off my protest. "Did you sleep with her?" Tied in a chair, naked, with my wife on my lap, it was impossible to look away. But I tried. "Did you sleep with her? Yes or no?" "Yes." "And did you fuck her?" Lauren rarely speaks of sex in any words but euphemisms, so the explicit phrasing of the question startled me. "Yes," I whispered. "For two nights?" By now I could only nod. "I think I understand--at least as much as I need or want to. One night I could blame on booze, or temporary insanity. Two nights means *you* wanted her. You wanted to fuck that blonde pair of tits. You took her to bed and then you asked her back. And everyone there knew it." Lauren's hand yanked my chin up until her eyes locked into mine. "How can I ever see the people you work with again? You were a prick, and an indiscreet one at that. You've humiliated me." "Lauren, I'm sorry...I...I'm...sorry..." Lauren chuckled again, the sound rising from the back of her throat and washing over me like a thick blanket. "No," she whispered, her hand tightening under my chin and her face bearing down on mine. "Not nearly as sorry as you will be." Lauren pushed herself off my lap and stepped out of the closet. "Don't look so confused, dear. I'm about to fulfill one of your great fantasies. Watch me--and enjoy...if you can. Just remember, humiliation is a two-way street." And then the door swung shut. From my seat, I could peer between the closet door's louvers and see out into the room. It was just as I'd said it would be in the innumerable fantasies about seeing my wife make love to another man--that was of course the fantasy Lauren referred to; I'd often whispered it to her as we watched porn flicks or traded midnight confessions. I'd even held out the slim hope that one day I'd see it come true. Now I prayed that Lauren had meant something else. And then the doorbell rang. "See me soon," Lauren said as she walked from the room. From downstairs I heard the front door open and then mumbled voices. For the next...I don't know, half hour?...I strained to make sense of the odd noises that filtered up the stairs and into my closet prison. The discomfort of my trussed up limbs paled in comparison to not knowing who was downstairs reaping the benefit of my stupidity. I cursed the drunkenness that led me to follow Jessie to her room, and the ego that goaded me into begging for a chance to improve my sodden performance. I'd hoped my overwhelming guilt afterward would be the only price I'd have to pay, that I could simply spend the rest of my life trying to forget the stupid thing I'd done. But I had been indiscreet--drunk fools have that tendency. People had seen. And obviously someone had told. As I ran through my list of possible squealers, the indistinct voices from downstairs grew closer and clearer as my wife and her soon-to-be lover moved up the stairs. Then, I heard *his* voice. "As beautiful as you look, my dear, I'd follow you anywhere." I had my rat. But it was Richard who was about to have my wife. Even as they stepped into my line of sight, I saw Richard's hand slowing tracing the curve of Lauren's ass. Lauren positioned herself directly in front of the closet door, even managing to look directly at my hiding place as she pulled the ribbon that held closed the filmy gown. I fought back the agonizing cry that climbed in my throat as I watched my biggest rival in the company brush the silk and lace down my wife's arms. My gut burned and tears formed in my eyes as Richard's eyes drank in the vision of my nearly naked wife. "You ain't seen nothing yet," my wife cooed. She was talking to Richard, but I was sure her words were intended for my ears. "Neither have you," Richard chuckled. He started to undo his belt. Lauren placed her hands on his, stopping the action. "No, let me." Slowly, my wife began to undo Richard's shirt, carefully working free the buttons and pausing every two or three to run her hands over the skin beneath the cloth. She stepped closer to him as she worked, pushing her legs and crotch against his. When Richard's shirt fell to the floor, she clasped herself to him in a long, wet kiss. "Oh, god," Richard panted as they pulled apart. "And to think all this time I thought you didn't like me." "Foolish boy...I'm not my husband." "Speaking of foolish boys..." Richard laughed again. "How could he fuck around with a sexy woman like you is at home? Imagine what he'd say if he could see us now?" "Just imagine," Lauren said as she again brought her mouth to his. When their lips separated, Lauren knelt before her new lover, massaging Richard's legs as she zeroed in on his belt. "Just why are the two of you such..." "Enemies?" supplied Richard. "Because we compete. Over everything. The boss's attention. Parking spaces. The corner offices. Customers even. What I have he wants. And what he has, I want." Richard's words grew thicker as Lauren moved her massaging hands to the front of his pants. "Ummm," she sighed, "and what you have, I want." Her fingers undid Richard's belt and pants button, and I heard his zipper slide down as Lauren tugged off trousers. I could barely make up Lauren's whispered "oh my" as she ran her small hand over the bulge that strained beneath the silk briefs. But I could plainly see that Richard's cock was larger than mine. "I know something that you have that my husband most definitely doesn't," Lauren said at last, her fingers working into the waistband and pulling down his briefs. "And now I want it." Lauren gasped as Richard's cock sprang into full view, which was lucky for me, as her exclamation covered up my own involuntary gasp. I had no inkling that Richard boasted such an impressive rod between his legs. He was easily eight inches long and thick--maybe half again as thick as me. Lauren stroked it reverently for a minute, then straightened herself to move her mouth above his large cock. Now it was Richard's turn to gasp. Even though Lauren could take barely more than the head into her mouth on her first attempt, my wife produces marvelous effects with her lips and tongue. I pulled against my bounds to get a better view of my wife as she struggled to tame this beast, her mouth driving down over its length, steadily forcing herself to take in more and more of the shaft. Her breasts, still encased in lace, danced with her effort and deep breathing, and beads of sweat erupted along her hairline. Lauren's hands rose over Richard's legs until they clutched at my co-worker's ass, pulling him further into her mouth while attempting to control his involuntary thrusts. "That's it, baby," Richard growled. "I knew your pretty boy hadn't given you anything like this. You love my big cock, don't ya?" Lauren raised her eyes to meet Richard's and made noises of assent. But she wasn't about to remove her mouth from this cock she was so clearly enjoying. Her eagerness in responding to Richard's words cut into me; I'd been so mesmerized by their act that I'd momentarily forgotten that this passionate woman was my wife and the object of her lust was the person I loathe more than any other. But now I realized that Lauren act of revenge was quickly turning into an act of passion. As if to confirm this realization, Lauren pulled back until the wet, fleshy rod stood outside her mouth. She kissed its head once, then twice more rapidly. "I can't wait," she gasped, looking up at Richard's flushed and swearing face. "I've got to feel that cock in me." Richard helped my wife rise, then held her against him, kissing her roughly. His hands raking through her hair and over the sensuous curves of her flesh. Lauren broke the kiss and again urged him to the bed, but her lover's athletic muscles easily held firm. His right hand slid across her breasts, then grasped the lacy material between her breasts. With a quick tug, he ripped it from her chest. Lauren squealed, then pushed away the little panties. Even from my distance I could see what little fabric there was was dark with her excitement. She grabbed Richard's cock in her hand, and ground her now exposed bush against it. "Fuck me with this" she spat at him. "Don't you understand? I've got to have your cock in my pussy." Richard laughed and gave my wife a quick shove, enough to send her sprawling onto the bed. Lauren's legs instantly fell apart, exposing her wet and eager cunt to both our eyes. "Fuck me...." she begged again. Richard's body moved between her legs, limiting my view. But from his movements I could tell he taken hold of his cock and was dragging it up and down along my wife's slit. "My god, Lauren, your pussy is dripping," he said, half teasing, but also honestly amazed. "You act like you've never been fucked before." "I haven't...I mean, I have....but not by a dick like yours..." Lauren was panting, and I could see her hips pushing into the air in an effort to impale herself on Richard's wandering cock. "Please...." But Richard had no intention of cutting off her torture. He did this in office all the time, starting an announcement, then veering off onto a tangent until his audience was begging for him to drop the other shoe. It was the sort of egotistical act that made me despise him; now I hated him even more for forcing my wife to admit how hungry she was for his cock. "I think I need a drink." Richard chuckled and dropped to one knee. As he lowered his face to my wife's pussy, Lauren let out a wail of desperation that soon slipped into an extended groan of pleasure. "No.....Oh, please..." she continued to beg, but between each phrase was a yelp of impending eruption. "Please give me that cock. I've got to have it." With that, Lauren's words disappeared in the long cry that I knew meant she'd crossed the peak and was now falling through an intense orgasm. I waited for her to push Richard away, as she is always hyper-sensitive at the peak of coming, unable to be licked or even touched. But at that moment, Richard rose from the floor, pushed open my wife's legs and thrust himself deep into Lauren's pulsating cunt. My wife's scream shattered me, and I longed to burst from my cell to rescue her. But even the adrenaline rushing through me couldn't overcome the knots she secured me with. And then, as the next shock wave of sound rushed over me, I realized my wife's cries were not of anguish but of passion. As the sound shaped into words, it was Lauren begging for "More!" and "Harder!" and "Faster!" The completeness of my wife's surrender to my co-worker pounded me, and I fell back into my prison, devastated at the sight I could not turn away from. My wife and her lover fucked with an energy I'd not seen in even the rawest porn movie, and had certainly never experienced myself. Through it all, Lauren filled our ears, exhorting Richard to bury his fat cock in her pussy. It was this total abandonment of her usual reserve that destroyed whatever ego I'd maintained to that moment. I was certain that my life with Lauren would never be the same--or even if I would any longer have a life with Lauren. After a time--I have no idea how long--Richard rolled from between my wife's legs. I assumed he'd finally shot his load, but instead he allowed Lauren to climb above him. She positioned herself to face away from him, and to look directly at my closet cell. Her eyes stared straight at me, and I felt as if she could see the wet trails that lined my cheeks. Her eyes, in contrast, were clouded with lust as one hand reached below her to grasp her lover's cock while the other spread the bright red lips of her pussy to receive his magic stick again. As he slipped inside her again, Lauren threw her head back and moaned. "I never felt anything so fucking good." When her eyes returned to the closet door, she was laughing long and low between her squeals. Lauren quickly ran up the mountain to another orgasm, announcing each individual pleasure along the way. I imagined myself a prisoner subjected to an ancient water torture, with each moan and grunt and exhortation from her mouth playing the part of another drop falling on my head. Twice more Lauren's voice climbed the scale, until she again split the air with another climactic bellow. The second time Richard came with her, and their chorus pierced my ears and burrowed into my brain. The drops had found the crack, and my weakened mind exploded. As Richard and Lauren's voices died out, I realized that it was my own wailing that now filled my cell. As I opened my eyes, Lauren stood in the open doorway. For just a moment I thought I saw a flash of...what, concern?...play over her face, but it was instantly replaced by a contemptuous sneer. "Seen enough? Actually, you lasted longer than I thought you would. But I'd say you must have enjoyed some of it." I looked down at naked body, still tied in the chair. A river of cum ran down my chest. I hadn't even noticed my explosion. Lauren untied my ropes. As she worked behind me, I caught sight of Richard sitting on my bed. "Hey there, comrade," he said, with all the arrogance he could muster. "Enjoy the show?" Behind me Lauren laughed. "I can't thank you enough for being stupid enough to fuck around on your wife," Richard continued. "Wish I'd known you were watching, though--I'd have really put on a show." Lauren helped me out of the chair, supporting me while I waited for my legs to gain strength. I could feel the hot flush of sex still on her naked skin and smell Richard's distinctive cologne mingling with her own perfume. I reached out for her, but she avoided my hand, almost causing me to fall into the chair again. "Show time is over," she announced, ushering me out of the closet. I almost breathed a sigh of relief, as I waited for her to tell Richard to pick up his clothes. Instead, Lauren crawled onto the bed and wrapped her arms around her lover. One hand immediately dropped into his lap to fondle his still formidable cock. "You'll find some clothes and sheets in the guest room," she said to me. "And don't forget to close the door on your way out. I don't intend to perform for you all night." "All night?!?" "Of course." Lauren kissed Richard's cheek as her hand continued to caress his awakening cock. "You *did* spend the whole night with Jessie, didn't you? Or was I misinformed?" "Lucky for Lauren I haven't had a drop tonight," Richard said, turning the knife. "This would be a terrible time for a droopy cock, wouldn't you say?" "Oh, no?!? Really?" Lauren cried in amusement. She swung her body around and settled onto Richard's lap, her hand moving his cock into position. Her blatant display was reawakening me, as well. Suddenly, I couldn't wait to leave them. Even as Lauren began to work her body against Richard's, she was still talking to me. "How pathetic of you, dear husband. I almost feel sorry for Jessie now. I'll have to think of some way to apologize for you." I closed the door to the sound of their laughter. But the laughter quickly changed to renewed moans and cries. Even in the guest room I could hear Lauren begging for more of my co-worker's cock. It would be a long night. 3886 1.35/512345

Anniversary Weekend Pt 2

I slept in on Saturday and when I woke up, Steph was gone. She had left a note that said she went to the gym to work out. I showered and the whole time my head was swimming with memories of last night. I was wondering if she was serious about fucking a black guy and how I would react if she did. The thought of her fucking a huge cock did make me horny, but what if I got jealous or she got pregnant? I was still in the shower when Steph came in the room. "How was your workout honey?" "Great, some weights and a run on the treadmill. Guess who was at the gym?" "I don't know." but I had a pretty good idea. "Al and Darrel, they were there with a couple of friends lifting. Wow, what bodies those guys have." With that she pulled the curtain aside and slid into the shower with me. She hugged me and kissed me, pulling her body close to mine. My hardening dick hit her in the stomach and she stepped back and smiled. "Somebody is glad to see me." she said with an evil grin. She turned around, bent over and stuck her pussy out. My dick slid in with absolutely no resistance. I could not believe how wet her pussy was and we had just started. The whole time I was fucking her, she was asking if I liked last night and if it turned me on to imagine her fucking a big black cock. We both came pretty quickly and I got out of the shower. While I was toweling off, I heard her in the shower say, "What are your thoughts on what we talked about last night." "Well, I am afraid it would make me jealous and I wonder if I could handle seeing you fuck another man." "Well, you know how much I love you, and if it would upset you, I understand. But remember, if it did happen, it would only be sex." "Besides, it seemed to turn you on talking about it." She said with a huge grin. We let the conversation go and got dressed and went and ate breakfast. After breakfast we spent the day shopping and sat down for lunch. I could tell something was on her mind and after a couple margaritas she finally let it out. "I have to tell you something." "What?" I asked curiously. "You promise you won't hate me?" I was getting frustrated,"No, what could you have done to make me hate you." "Well, after how hot you got this morning in the shower, I made a date for later." "A date, what the hell are you talking about? We are married, you cant date." I was irritated, but I could feel my dick twitching in my pants. "Well, we are away from home and I just wanted to have some fun and live out a fantasy. If you are against it, I will cancel and we can just go out alone. But, I promise, I will make it worth your while when I get back to the room. Its just drinks at a club, a little flirting then back to the room to do what ever you want to me." I had to admit, the thought of my wife out on a date was very intriguing to say the least. In my mind, I kept running a replay of last night and remembering how good the sex was. I protested a couple times and she kept reassuring me it was only drinks and dancing. I finally conceded just to change the subject. "Just drinks, nothing more and when you get back to the room, I get what ever I want?" I whispered sternly. "Yes, just imagine last night, only better. It will only be an hour or two, no more and I will keep you updated the whole time. It was just so exciting last night getting the attention of strange men." I could tell she was getting excited, acting like a teenage girl. "O.K. 2 hours max, I know where you are at all times, we stay in touch and no sex. Agreed?" I replied. She squealed with excitement causing some heads in the restaurant to turn our way. She looked down giggling then she pulled out her phone and started texting. "Who are you texting?" I asked. "Darrel, I have to confirm our....date." and she giggled again. We spent the day shopping and at about five Steph said she needed to get ready for her date. I was starting to have some second thoughts and when I expressed them, she kissed me and told me just to be patient and it will pay big dividends. When we got back to the Hotel I decided to go for a run to clear my head while Steph got ready for her date. I returned and had to knock because I forgot my key card. When Steph opened the door, my dick almost sprang out of my shorts. She was wearing a red strapless dress that fit tight across her tits and had what looked like string holding it together. It laced tight down her stomach then it had a slit up the middle with the same string holding it together between her thighs. When she turned around the back laced up the middle from the top of her ass crack to the top. She had on dark eye makeup with bright red lipstick. "Where in the hell did you get the dresses you wore this weekend?" "I got them on line from a site that sells club wear for strippers and stuff. I got them for you silly, don't be mad." She said innocently and kissed my cheek. "Well, you are going out in this one so it is not really for me." She slid on a pair of high heels and walked over to me slowly. She stood up on her tip toes and gave me a quick peck on the lips. I grabbed her to kiss her deeply, but she pulled away and told me not to ruin her makeup. To say I was horny would be an understatement. I was enjoying the feeling of being cuckolded but all I wanted to do was throw her on the bed and fuck her. I reached for her as she walked away and grabbed her ass. I slid my hand underneath her short dress and felt her bare ass.. "Could you at least wear some underwear? For me? You are completely showing your cunt." I asked sheepishly. "OK, for you sweety." She reached into her suitcase and took out a red thong. When she bent over, I got a clear look at her pussy and it looked wet already. She stood up and pulled the thong up over her shoes and as she slid her skirt up, I got a glimpse of her shaved pussy from the front. A text came in on her phone. She looked at the text and said,"Gotta go, the guys are waiting downstairs." It was around seven o'clock and she kissed me and said,"See you in two hours. If you get worried, text me. But not too much, I don't want you to look like a jealous husband." As she walked out the door, I looked through the peep hole for one last look and caught her stepping out of her underwear and putting them in her purse. She was not out the door more than a minute when it dawned on me she said "guys" plural, not Darrel. I was having second thoughts and I ran out of the room to catch her only to hear the elevator doors close. I tried to get back in the room to get my phone when I realized I had locked myself out. I ran over to the elevator and pushed the button, but it seemed like it was not moving. I ran to the stairwell and started running down the 9 flights. When I came out at the bottom, I burst into an empty lobby, scaring the desk clerk. I started to ask if my wife had come through, but then thought better of asking if a woman dressed like a whore left with numerous black guys. I checked the bar but saw no sign of her, so I got a key card from the clerk. He had to escort me to my room because I didn't have any I.D. on me which took even longer. By the time I got to the room about 15 minutes had elapsed and I picked up my phone and dialed her number. Straight to voice mail. I texted and asked who all was there and waited. I was beside myself with anxiety and regret. I could not believe I let this happen. Finally a text came back and I grabbed my phone,"Honey, don't worry, there are six of us going, See you in a couple hours. XOXO." I texted back asking her to call me but I got no response. I got a shower and tried to occupy my time but soon I was pacing and drinking, my cock, hard as a rock the whole time. I decided to go down to the hotel bar. At about eight-thirty I texted her saying I would see her in a half hour. Still no reply. I was sitting in the bar about 10:00 p.m. when a text came in from Steph. "We are back at the hotel and we are going up to Darrels room for a drink. Do you want to join us?" I tried to call and her phone went straight to voice mail then I got another text. "If you are going to be jealous I will not tell you what room we are in. If you want to come up for a drink and hang out with me and the guys I will tell you. Again, if you are coming up here mad, don't bother." I was torn. On one hand the thought of my wife with a black man had me out of my mind, but I was worried about how I would react if I was in the room. I texted back, "I will be fine. Just a drink?" After about two minutes a text came through saying, "Room 516. See you soon." I paid my tab and headed up to the fifth floor. I heard music and voices as I headed down the hall. I knocked on the door and the biggest black guy I had ever seen in person answered the door. I had to crane my neck to look up at him. "Can I help you?" He asked in an intimidating voice. "Ahhh yea," I stammered, "Is Steph here?" "Yea." He answered flatly and stood there staring at me. I just stood there staring at him, not knowing what was going to happen next when all of a sudden he burst into laughter and put his hand on my shoulder. "I was just fuckin' with you man, come on in." A wave of relief came over me and I laughed a nervous laugh. We walked into what turned out to be a suite with a separate bedroom and a full living room. There was six guys, Steph and one other girl there. There were two couches facing each other over a coffee table and Steph was sitting in between two guys on one of them. Steph stood up, came over and gave me a kiss and introduced me to everyone. As she stood up, I got a perfect view of her pussy and I could have sworn the lips were already spread and shiny from being wet. They pointed at a well stocked bar and told me to get myself a drink and Steph went back and sat between the two guys. I mixed myself a drink and stood behind the couch across from Steph. She had crossed her legs to hide her pussy, but the bottom of her dress had slid so far up that you could see up her thigh to her ass. They were all laughing and talking when the subject of black guys liking big asses came up. "You guys wouldn't even like my ass, its too small." She said, feigning disappointment. "Oh hell no, I would tear that ass up." The guys sitting on one side of her interjected. She uncrossed her legs and stood up, poking her ass out at him teasingly. She didn't pull her skirt down so when she stood, the bottom of her pussy and ass were completely bare. The guy reached out and gave her ass a hard smack and Steph jerked and stood up. "Ouch, that hurt." She squealed and giggled. When she flinched, she had turned around, so the guy on the other side of the couch gave her bare ass a smack. "If you are gonna show it, I am gonna smack it. She was holding her hands on her ass cheeks, rubbing them when one of the guys grabbed her and pulled her down on his lap. "Why don't you have a seat and relax girl." He told her. She just laughed and sort of grinded her ass into his lap like she was getting comfortable. Everyone went back to talking as a group, but I could not take my eye off my wife sitting on the lap of a huge black guy. Her face was getting flush and she was leaning back whispering something in his ear. After moving around on his lap for a few minutes, she just leaned back into him, closed her eyes and rolled her head back. Her bare pussy was resting right on the tip of his cock I was sure. He had on a warm up suit so there was not much keeping him from penetrating her right there. After a few minutes of grinding, he whispered something in her ear and she opened her eyes and stood up. She looked at me and sort of tilted her head, as if to check and make sure I was O.K. with what was happening. I just sort of shrugged and grinned. She smiled back and turned around. The guy stood up and pulled down his pants revealing a huge tent in his underwear. Steph got down on her knees and pulled his underwear down.. His cock sprang loose and nearly hit her in the face. She was looking at it in wonder for a second then she wrapped her hand around the base. "Holy shit, I cant even wrap my fingers around this thing." She said in a dreamlike voice. She leaned in and started licking the head before she tried to get the head in her mouth. She opened her lips wide and I nearly came in my pants as his dark black cock disappeared in between her bright red lips. She could barely take the head in before she had to back off. Everyone in the room was watching her, rooting her on and completely fixated on my wife kneeling on the floor sucking a huge cock. "Come on girl, take it." The guy she was sucking off told her. She started bobbing her head back and forth, maybe taking two inches at first. Her jaw was stretched to full extension and eventually she had worked about five or six inches in her mouth when he grabbed the back of her head and started forcing his cock down her throat. At first she gagged every time he pulled her head towards him, but eventually she relaxed her throat and was taking him nearly all the way. She was sweating and her eyes were watering, causing her makeup to smear. The guy tensed up and pulled her head so hard I thought she might choke. "Oh fuck, I'm coming." He groaned. He held Stephs head for the first couple spurts and when she pulled back his cock popped out and he shot a final string on her cheek. When he let go of her, she fell back on the floor grinning up at him. "How was that?" She said triumphantly. Before he could answer there was another guy standing in front of her with his hard cock ready to be sucked. For the first time I noticed the other girl was naked and blowing Darrel. Steph pushed the next guy down on the couch and started sucking his dick. He was considerably smaller than the last one so she had little trouble fitting him all the way in her mouth. She was fingering her bare pussy under her skirt the whole time she was gobbling up his cock. The first guy she sucked off pulled her up by the waist and buried his face in her ass and pussy. "Ohhh yea baby, eat that pussy." She said after pulling the dick out of her mouth. After eating her pussy, his cock was hard again so he lined it up with her pussy lips and when she felt it, she started rocking back. The guy she was blowing came and after she swallowed his cum too, she just bent over the couch. I wondered whether this guys dick was going to fit, but after a little working combined with a sloppy wet pussy, he was balls deep in my wife. I pulled out my dick and walked over to the other girl who was still kneeling on the floor. She started sucking my cock while I watched my wife impaled on the biggest cock I had ever seen. I lasted what seemed like seconds before I shot a load down the girls throat and stepped away to watch the action with everyone else. He had turned Steph around on the couch and he was on his knees with her ass over the edge, giving him the perfect angle to hit her G spot. She was nearly speaking in tongues having one orgasm after another. There was a combination of fluid running out of her pussy pooling on the floor under them. Someone had the other girl on the other couch fucking her, but I could not take my eyes off my pale white wife with a huge black guy pounding away at her. It seemed like he was going to go for hours but eventually he stood up and came right on her hiked up dress. She was about to stand up when the biggest of the group go in front of her to line up his cock. Steph saw the size of it and started to protest, but he would hear none of it. She was trying to slide up the couch to get away but he grabbed her by the hips. "I don't think I can take that. Please, it will hurt." "Don't worry, I will be gentle." He assured her. His cock was about nine inches long and the head was the size of a fist. He lined it up and tried to push it past her lips, but she started to grunt in pain. He pulled back and rubbed it up and down the lips of her pussy and every time it hit her clit she gave out a little moan. When the mushroom size head of his cock was shiny with her juices he tried working it in again. At first he was gentle, and she was just looking down with a worried look. When she had relaxed he surprised her and grabbed her by the hips and forced the head in. "Ohhhh my god, that hurts so bad, please pull it out." She squealed. He acted like he was deaf and started working his cock in deeper. Her squirming only made it easier for him to slide his cock in balls deep. When he was all the way in, he just froze and Steph stopped wiggling around. Everyone in the room was quiet and watching this huge cock in my wife. After a couple of seconds he started pumping in and out of her pussy slowly, leaving only the head inside. After about 5 pumps my wife started what seemed like a constant orgasm. Every time he pulled out of her pussy, her cum would run down her ass cheeks onto the couch. He fucked her in this position for a few minutes then he pulled out and sat down next to and her on the couch and turned her around and pulled her down on his hard cock. When she slid down onto his dick, she threw her head back and let out a scream that I thought would have the staff calling security. When she bottomed out on his dick, she there and just rotated her hips. When her eyes opened, they were staring into mine. Her eye makeup was running and her lipstick was smeared, but she had never looked so sexy. She gave me a sideways grin and started sliding up and down on his dark dick, never breaking eye contact until the first of many orgasms came. His lap was a sloppy mess with her cream squishing in between them. I walked over to the couch and pulled her head down to my cock and she took it in her mouth. She probably only sucked it for about a second before I came again. She looked up at me while she completely drained my balls. He pulled her off his dick with a pop and turned her around just in time to pull her mouth down swallow a huge load. She coughing and cum was running out the sides of her lips. She collapsed onto her ass on the floor at my feet and just sat there amazed. I grabbed her arm and helped her up onto wobbly legs and she leaned against me. "Holy shit, that was incredible. I have never been that filled up before." The black guys just grinned and said,"That's what they all say." By this time, the rest of the group had gone into the bedroom and judging by the sounds coming out, they were having a pretty good time. We looked at each other and smiled and she said,"Lets get out of here." We walked back to our room in silence and when we passed a couple people they looked at Steph like they knew exactly what she had been up to. As soon as we were in the elevator we both burst into laughter. When we got back to our room, she went into the bathroom, looked into the mirror and commented on how horrible she looked. I walked up behind her, gave her a hug and told her she looked hot as hell. She took a shower and I ordered some food from room service. As we sat in robes eating, she asked if I was mad at her. "Hell no Steph, that was hot as hell." I answered. With that she got off her chair and came over to me on her knees and opened my robe. 13337 2.57/512345

Judith Loves Salt Lake Ch. 01

It didn't seem like the perfect plan for a 20th Wedding Anniversary. I am a company troubleshooter and my boss was sending me to Salt Lake City for the week. After a bit of negotiating the company is flying my wife Judith along for free and giving me two weekends plus the Thursday and Friday off during the week. Any time with Judith is a treat. I don't know the numbers, but nice tits, nice ass, trim waist and great legs for a woman just over 5 feet tall. She's a good looking gal. And, friendly the kind with which both men and women would strike up a conversation. Myself? Not so special. Most people must wonder what she is doing with me. She says I am funny and kind and that she loves my cock. So, we end up in Salt Lake City on a Friday night. Not a lot different than North Carolina where welive, but Judith is feeling flirty on the trip. She bought a clingy dress that is much shorter than I have ever seen her wear and has been downright bubbly on the trip. Even reached her hand back to me and squeezed my dick as we were boarding the plane in Charlotte. Judith seemed to be in a distracted state since our two girls are grown and away from home now. Getting to fuck her had gotten to be more and more of a special occasion. That makes the dick squeeze on the plane an event because I haven't had any of that pussy in over a month. The mood continued on the plane. A young man had the aisle seat and Judith got quite a conversation going with him. Tim was flying in to Salt Lake get married that Sunday. He seemed to be very shy and had grown up in a rural situation. Judith made sure he got lots of good looks at her tits by leaning over on him after getting him to raise the armrest that was between them. She would lean over to talk to me and move her ass towards him. Then Judith acted like she remembered something in the overhead and practically rubbed her pussy in his face. Throw in that fake stumble into his lap and I can not imagine the honeymoon Tim's new bride was in for that weekend. Whatever the hell is going on, I am loving it. At baggage claim I asked her what she was up to with Tim. She just wanted to tease him to see her effect on him and because he was getting married in two days. Then she tells me she has gotten a wet spot in her panties from teasing him. We head to the rental booth. The boss got us a nice upgrade on the car. When the rental agent turned away Judith put her fingers to my mouth and said, "Taste." I asked, "Taste what?" "Just Taste, you'll like it!" I grabbed and hugged her and said in her ear, "That's pussy." "Yes, I told you teasing Tim made my pussy wet." Wow, I'm thinking about making out on the way to the hotel, but instead she leans against the passenger door, puts her feet up towards me and rubs herself through her panties. Then she pulls them aside and rubs her clit and pussy lips. Yes, the girl is wet from where I sit. I wanted to pull over and bury my face. But, she says, "Just drive us to the hotel. I want to sit over here and think about Tim. When I acted like I fell into his lap he had a pretty good hardon. I want to think what it would be like if he was the one doing the rubbing on my clit instead of me." Holy Shit! I haven't had pussy in too long a time and there lays my wife with her fingers on her cunt thinking about some kid she met on the plane. "You mean that if some 20 year old kid was in the car right now you would let him play with your pussy?" Judith gave me a smoldering look, "If Tim were in this car right now I would have him in the back seat sucking his cock and getting him ready to fuck me. Then when he was done I'd suck his cock and have him fuck me again." I was bewildered, and horny as hell from this conversation, "We are out here for our 20th anniversary. I thought we could reconnect, make love, and have a good time. Why do you want to fuck some kid?" "It's not just some kid with a hard cock. It's our 20th anniversary and we have slowed down, the kids are gone, your job takes you out of town. I just want to fuck. I don't care if it is some young kid, an old man, or whatever. I don't care if it is guy with 5 inches or some guy with a cock a foot long. I want to fuck, I want to be fucked hard, and I want to fuck often. It makes me feel young and I want to be young." And, she sat there quietly. Judith straightened her panties and put her dress down. And, she seemed angry, and she cried soft sobs as tears rolled down her cheeks. I found the Hilton, checked us in and parked the car. Still she sat there. Then she began to speak, "I really love you. But, I want to fuck other men and fuck them a lot. I don't know how long I will want to do this, but I want your approval. I will not fuck someone you don't approve of me fucking. If you want to be there when I fuck them, I want you to be there as often as you can be." "I am doing this for me. The last time I fucked another man was to get Jennifer a passing grade in Algebra her freshman year. He was pretty good and I loved that he was fucking me. I'd clinch my cunt to hold his sperm inside me. I want to do that again, with other men." This was hard to take in. Judith says she wants to fuck lots of other men. And, she wants me to watch whenever I can. Whoa, I didn't see that one coming. "What about me, Judith? What about me? I don't want to fuck other women!" "Honey, I don't want you fucking other women. I prefer that you not." That leaves me somewhat taken back from the statement. And then, "Wait, you fucked old man Wasserman to get Jennifer through Algebra? The guy was like seventy and you were in your early thirties." " "She needed the grade, she failed the second test." And, with a grin on her face Judith stated. "He was 72. His cock was 8" and stayed hard longer than yours ever did. I fucked him all that summer. You know, when your company sent to you to Detroit and then Kansas City?" Gosh, just when you think you know somebody! "So, you were fucking Wasserman?" "Yes, before that, when the girls started to school there were some lonely times that I'd screw a salesman, and the guy that delivered the water softener salt was there for a good fuck every two weeks." "Oh yes, and Matt Davis. I really didn't like Matt Davis, but his wife Joanie was such a loud mouth bossy bitch in the neighborhood I fucked him several times just because I hated her so." My only comment, "I can't believe it. How did I miss all of this? I never even thought of looking at another woman." "And, you better not start thinking about them either!" Talk about your life changing moments. I broke the silence with, "We are checked in and parked. Let's get the stuff up to our room." With the luggage out of the car Judith reached up inside the trunk for her makeup bag. Things seemed normal and real again for a few moments. She exaggerated her movements a little bit, causing her skirt to rise and show her pussy lips through the still damp panties. Looking back at me she wiggled and pulled her panties into her crack so I could see her gash and her ass cheeks were exposed. I smiled back and looked forward to getting her to the room. Fate, was in the parking garage. Actually, Fate stepped forward and introduced himself as Tom. Saying he really preferred to be called Thomas. "Your wife is one hot little number if you don't mind that I date myself by the comment." Looking at Tom I figured it wasn't any over 50, but in good shape and well dressed. Looking at Judith, he smirked as he continued with, "You have a great body from the way you look in that dress. Your naked ass and twat are perfectly delicious looking as I can attest. With the way you were teasing this gentleman about the only way you could show more would be if you were wearing a g-string." "Well, how about this?" as Judith took off the panties and handed them to me. Then she bent over the trunk and repeated raising her ass and wiggling to show her pussy. This time totally exposed to both Tom and me. "Are you two married?" asked Thomas. "Yes, we are. It is our 20th wedding anniversary in a couple of days, but as you can see, Judith is running the show." With that, Judith mentions the fact that Thomas seems to be sporting a rather large cock. "Did I do that to you? Want me to fix it? "You saw mine let me see yours, Thomas" Thomas came out with about 7 or 8 inches that seems to have some room for expansion. With a little gasp, Judith asks, "Thomas, would you like to take me up to your room to see if I can help you with that?" To me she asks, "Do I have your approval? I told you I would ask for your approval. I also said you could watch, but let's not do that now." "Thomas", she said sweetly, "I want my husband to see me with a strange man's dick in my cunt. Slide some of that thing of yours into me for a couple of strokes and then we will go to your room. I want to fuck you silly." "Judith, my cock is pretty good size and I am dry. I don't want to hurt you." "Don't try to bury it in me here in the garage. Just shove in some of it. Don't worry, I am wet enough for both of us." With that, she bends forward over the open trunk. Thomas moves in behind Judith and slides in about 6 inches with no trouble whatsoever. She moans as it goes in and groans as it comes out. Thomas gives it 3 or 4 strokes. She straightens her dress. He stuffs his cock back in his pants and they head for the elevator to the rooms. Leaving me standing there with what I used to think was a pretty good erection. An hour in a parking garage sure gives a guy time for reflection. Knowing what is going on up in the Hilton where some guy from Oregon is fucking my wife from North Carolina here in Utah can do that to you. I saw the look on her face when he fed his cock into her cunt and can imagine her look now that he has her in a bed trying to get the whole thing shoved up inside her. And, then cum in her. Judith loves bareback fucking. Judith is going to want him to cum in her. The sight of it in her with her bent over at the car is a haunting thought for any man. But, that was my wife he was starting to fuck. His penis, I have some concerns about that. It is probably a couple inches longer than mine, okay, maybe 4 inches longer, but not much thicker. Maybe after he is done fucking her she wouldn't be stretched out enough to make any difference. And, if he goes in deeper, well shit, if I'm not using it and he can, good for them. My cell phone is ringing. It's Judith, "Hi Honey, it's me, Judith." "Sweetheart, I knew it was you." "Oh, I thought I might sound different. We have been fucking for the whole hour and a half. It took about 20 minutes to get him in all the way and another 10 minutes for me to get used to the size. Honey, it is about the same width as you, but he told me he measured his cock at ten and a half inches." "Listen, what I called you for is that Thomas wants to take us for steaks at Spencer's here in the hotel. Right now he is in the shower, but I want you to come up here and see the load he dumped in me. Well, actually 3 loads, but anyway, I have my ass on a pillow and my feet in the air so you can see it for yourself." Damn, maybe this is better than I thought. I wrote down the room number and hurried to the elevator. I knocked on the door and Thomas let me in and went back to the bathroom. My God, she was right. Judith was lying on the bed just like she said and the cream pie to end all cream pies was ready to run out of her vagina. Or, from what Thomas did to it, her cunt. It was definitely a cunt. But, it was my wife's cunt and boy did it look fucked. "Let's watch it run out when I stand up, honey". Then she stood up and dumped about a cup of cum onto the carpet. Then she stood there moving her legs together and apart and gobs of cum still ran from her. Well fucked. Absolutely, well fucked. I could have not done that in a week. Judith ran into the bathroom and gave Thomas a big hug and a really hot kiss, then she started the shower and got in as he came back into the room. It is strange to sit with a man that is wearing just a bathrobe. You don't know him, yet here we are watching a sports show on cable knowing he just fucked your wife for almost two hours. Judith, bless her for being comfortable with her husband sitting in a room with a man that just gave her the fucking of her life, came in the room naked stating that cum will run out of her for a couple of days even after the shower. "Are you okay, Darling?" Judith worried. "You look a little uncertain of what is going on. Do I still have your approval?" "I think so ..." was about the best I could do. While she was bent over talking to me she looked behind her and told Thomas not to be looking at her cunt. That may have been a little late because his prick was out of the bathrobe and looking ready for a repeat performance. With a scolding tone Judith warned him, "All right, you had a problem and I took care of that and look at you now. You have the same problem all over again. "I'll let you fuck me before we go to eat, but 15 minutes of pussy is all you get. Let me slide down on your cock this time so my hubby here can watch me work it in and stroke it up and down inside me." I watched her as she got ready to take it all in. Her small hand on his big cock made it look even bigger. I was thinking there is no way this will go all up inside her. Judith held his cock straight up and made a couple of circles across those puffy pussy lips, then started down, taking the big head inside her. To my amazement she was taking it balls deep on the first few strokes. I could actually see the head and the outline of his shaft moving her stomach, distending it slightly outward. "Honey, look at me. I am getting fucked by a really long, really hard cock. Come over here and put your hand on my tummy and you can feel it move with his cock inside me." Judith was taking little panting breaths now. Moving up and down almost all of the entire length. Her cunt juice was making it shine. When she is wet she is very slippery and she needed that now to work this monster inside her. "Darling, when he shoots his cum I think I may faint. I can feel it spurt inside me when it comes out of his cock. I'd like to get pregnant on a cock like this one. It fills me up to my womb. I am in love with this big hard cock. If I could fuck this man every day I would want to be off the pill and make beautiful babies with his jizz constantly inside me." "Oh, My Gawd, fuck me Thomas. Empty your seed into my pussy. You make me a cock hungry cunt." Thomas was up to the task. He emptied his cum in her at almost exactly 15 minutes. Judith stood up slowly and I followed the trail of sperm running down her leg as he slid his cock from her fuck hole. That was amazing. I am all for this now. I have no idea when I get to fuck her again. But, seeing her fuck some other man is a real turn on. The steaks were great. We had a good time and the 3 of us talked like old friends. Judith thought she could hold the cum inside that Thomas had pumped into her. I have a souvenir napkin like you wouldn't believe. This is how it went. After the steaks, we went back to the room. Thomas fucked her again. They were at it a sixth time for the day when I went to our room to get some rest for work. The next morning Judith got a wakeup fuck and then Thomas gave her a cunt load before he left for his meeting. I'll miss out on getting any pussy while he is here. He leaves Wednesday. Judith says she wants him to fuck her as much as she can get before he leaves. Thomas says he has screwed my wife more times in a night than he has screwed his own wife this last year. Judith and I will be getting to spend some time together. She wonders what we can do Thursday, Friday, and the weekend after he is gone. Me, too. 10618 2.12/512345

I Learned My Lesson Well Pt 3

I LEARNED MY LESSON WELL Pt3 Well the weekend had arrived. My Fiancé, Angel, had given me a complete makeover at the salon. I looked ridiculous in my maid?s costume with full makeup, heels, stockings, garter belt and leach with collar. She looked amazing with her slutty makeup, hair worn up and completely naked under her trench coat. We were on our way to her gangbang. He black master Ron, had emailed her an address with instructions. We were to park outside this seedy little strip club, she was to leave her trench coat in the car and lead me by my leach and caller, wearing my maid?s outfit into the club. I felt so embarrassed being lead by my naked fiancé into the club. We could hear laughter and applause as we entered. There were mostly black men there with a few white women, all of which were dressed like whores. Ron met us as we entered. He ushered us both on to the stage, picked up a microphone and said ?Good evening one and all. The main entertainment has arrived. I would like to introduce to you my black cock slut Angel and her sissy wimp fiancé. She is here tonight for her first gangbang because her wanker boyfriend would rather beat off to porn than make love to this lovely lady. He is here to assist her and us as part of his punishment. Isn?t he a cute little sissy bitch? Let?s give them both a big welcome?. The audience started applauding and giving us hoots and hollers. Ron continued, ?Now we have all seen what a black cock slut Angel is from her video I just showed you. She became my bitch a couple of weeks ago and wants more black cock?. This comment drew more applause. ?To get the ball rolling, I think Angel should give us a little dance and show us how she plays with that fine bald pussy? Ron said. He then directed me to my knees at one side of the stage and handcuffed my hands behind my back. ?If any of you ladies or gentleman get horny during her performance, just step up to sissy bitch and let him service you with his mouth?. The music came on and Angel started dancing. She looked so sexy as she gyrated on the stage, rubbing her tits and cunt for the audience. Many of the men and women started rubbing their crotches watching her. Finally one of the men walked up to me, unzipped his pants and pulled out one of the largest cocks I had ever seen. ?Suck it bitch? he ordered me, ?your lady has made me real horny?. I had some trouble getting the huge cock in my mouth but finally managed, much to the enjoyment of the audience. Angel looked over at me, dressed in my sissy outfit, sucking a big black cock and said ?Happy honey, watching me play with myself naked in a room full of strangers while you suck a big black cock?? I couldn?t answer with my mouth full. I just kept sucking. I could feel his pace quicken and knew he was about to cum. He pulled out and shot his load all over my face, the rubbed it in with his cock. ?My you did that real nice, first time?? The audience laughed at his comment. I felt completely humiliated. About this time, one of the strippers joined Angel on the stage naked and said ?First I am going to spank your pretty round ass, until you beg to suck my cunt, my sweet little slut?. She then took my Angel across her lap and started spanking her hard. Angel started breathing heavy and making little moaning sounds. Then she started screaming as the spanking got harder. ?Please, please, no more. It hurts too much?, her bottom was turning bright red. ?I?ll do it, I?ll suck your cunt, just stop, please? Angel screamed. ?Say it like you mean it bitch?, the stripper replied. ?Please, let me suck your pussy. I want to taste it. I want you to smear your juice all over my face. I want to make you cum? Angel pleaded. ?Very well? her capture replied. She stood up suddenly, causing Angel to fall on the floor. The woman then spread her legs and parted her pussy lips with her fingers and said, ?Come and get it bitch, and do a good job or I will spank you more?. Angel crawled over to her on her knees and buried her face in the stripper?s crotch. She then started licking and sucking in earnest. After about ten minutes of sucking and licking tThe women started to respond. ?Oh yeah, that?s it slut, suck it, don?t stop, oh yeah, keep sucking. Don?t you dare stop. Oh god, I?m cumming, I?m cumming, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?. The audience was going wild, ?Suck her you whore?, ?Good job bitch?, ?Nice work you cunt lapping slut?. The stripper had her legs tightly wrapped around Angel?s head keeping her face tightly pressed to her pussy. She finally released her hold. ?Good girl? she said as she pushed Angel away. Angel lay on the floor, naked, her makeup smeared on her face from the cunt sucking. The audience applauded as she was taken off the stage by two of the women to the restroom to have her face washed and makeup reapplied. Meanwhile, Ron got back on the microphone. ?Don?t worry guys and girls, Angel will be back in a minute, the show?s just getting started. Are you getting this on the video Bill?? Bill, the guy videoing the whole performance just held his thumb up and smiled. ?Well now ladies and gents? Ron continued. ?I think it?s time her sissy bitch shows us what he can do, don?t you?? More hoots, hollers and applause from the audience. I was then uncuffed, and placed over a large hassock, center stage. Two large black men came up on stage. One started greasing my ass while the other offered his cock to my mouth. ?Please, I pleaded. Not my ass?. ?Well little sissy?, I?ll give you a choice?, one of the men said. ?You can take it in the ass, like a brave little bitch, or I will fuck your woman in the ass instead. Which will it be?? I was broken and defeated. ?Me? I said. ?Oh no?, he replied. ?Show some enthusiasm. Beg for it bitch, and mean it?. As Angel was brought back on the stage, she looked shocked as she heard me saying,? Oh please sir, fuck my ass with your beautiful cock, I need it so bad, and let me suck your friends cock while you fuck me, please?. Angel just shook her head. I guess she thought I had turned gay. She didn?t realize I was saying these things to protect her ass. ?OK bitch? he replied and started pushing his big cock into my puckered little anus. ?Oh god, it hurts, please not so fast? I screamed. Soon he was all the way in and I could feel my ass relax. His buddy shoved his cock down my throat. I was getting it from both ends. I was becoming rather pleasant. I was getting into the rhythm now. My ass was so tight, he started to cum. He buddy in my mouth also started to cum at the same time. As I felt them both shoot their black cum into my mouth and ass, I felt my own orgasm building up in my caged little cock, from his dick massaging my prostate. We all came together. The audience was yelling and screaming. ?Fuck that little white sissy?, ?Look he really likes it, his panties are soaked?, ?What a faggot?. Angel walked over to me and said, ?Well, you were afraid of losing me. I hope I haven?t lost you to their black cocks?. I felt completely mortified. Here I was, dressed in drag on a stage at a strip club, cum leaking out of my ass, mouth and cock, my own fiancé, naked, about to be gangbanged by black men. It was too much. I wept tears of humiliation as they prepare for the next stage of the nights entertainment. To Be Continued?. 7635 1.53/512345

Victoria's Nectar (Part 2)

"Victoria's Nectar" - chapter 2 It's been five days and things have returned to normal. Victoria and I make love and have a normal relationship. No one would ever guess or believe what happened. And Victoria hasn't seen Nathan since that morning. That was until a little before noon at work. When Megan buzzed me in my office that my wife was here. Megan is Nathan's assistant. Very pretty blonde with a killer body and does she love to show it off. I don't have an assistant. Don't really have much of a need for one. And so she occasionally helps me out. No one at work ever met my wife, except for Nathan of course, so I assume Victoria simply introduced herself to Megan. Just as I kiss my wife hello. Megan buzzes into Nathan's office, "Your slut is here." I turn beet red and Megan's grinning the Cheshire cat. Victoria tells me she loves me before she turns and swings her hips into Nathan's office. Megan escorts me back into my office. I'm stunned at what she knows and wondering why she's in my office. My heart sinks, I had wanted this thing between Victoria and Nathan kept private. Who else knows? When I walk down the halls will everyone know and make snide remarks and snicker behind my back? Megan tries to comfort me by explaining that her boyfriend does the same thing as I do. Next she starts massaging my cock through my pants. "You know what Victoria's doing. She's unzipping his pants, probably with just her mouth. Now she's licking up and down the shaft before taking him in her mouth. She's getting him rock hard for the pounding he's going to give her." Megan now takes my stiff cock out begins to stroke it. All the while continuing to describe what's happening in Nathan's office. Whenever I get close to cumming Megan stops. It's excruciating, I need to cum. So I start to take care of myself but Megan slaps my hand away. Finally out at Megan's desk we hear Nathan buzzing her. "Sounds like your appetizer's ready. Zip up and get in there. Hurry, if any spills on the furniture he'll be mad." As I enter, Nathan's zipping up. Over on the couch Victoria's eyes are glazed over from what I can tell are several waves of orgasms. I always love women in clothes and with her dark blue blouse open and off her shoulders but not off her arms and her skirt bunched up only adds to sexiness of her having just been fucked. Victoria woes me with her smooth sexy voice, "Come here baby. My pussy so needs your tongue." My wife's pussy lips hang open with a long strand of cum hanging low. I kiss Victoria's mouth. Then move to her lower lips. She swings her stockinged legs over my shoulders. My licking provokes a moan and her eyes roll back in her head. After several minutes I hear a male tell me not to let her cum. Looking up I see Victoria's mouth filled with a black cock, a fat black cock. But it's not Nathan's. I was so concentrating on eating out Victoria's pussy I didn't notice this man arrive. Victoria's moans are getting louder. The man pushes me away yelling that he told me not to make her cum. Looking around, Nathan's gone but Megan's sitting behind his desk with her feet up and rubbing her pussy. "Don't you remember Todd, our CFO? He just secured a large loan put together by several banks and Nathan wanted to reward him. Come here and give me some head. I know it won't taste the same but I need my cunt licked." Todd chimed in, "Don't worry this white slut will give a you the blow by blow. So baby tell your husband what you want." Victoria, "Your cock, I want your cock in my white cunt." He obliges her. Victoria cries, "You're too fat. You're stretching my cunt." Todd explains he'll ease it and she'll get used to the size. Victoria with difficulty breathing, "Honey he's all the way in. God he's sooo fat. My pussy is stretched. Todd easy, not to fast." Victoria pants in unison with Todd fucking her. After awhile Megan turns allowing me to watch as Victoria and Todd fuck in several positions. To watch Victoria scream her way to three orgasms. To watch as Todd leaves love bites on Victoria's tits. To watch as Todd pulls out and cums all over her face and chest. To watch as Victoria cleans Todd's cock with her mouth and thank him for fucking her. My cock is so hard I can bend steel. Megan drags me by my hair over to Victoria and commands me to lick her clean. As I do Victoria purrs and reminds me to do a good job. Afterward I move up and sink my cock into her. I can barely feel her but no matter, I'm so horny I explode after only a couple of strokes. Later in the week: Nathan has me join him for a business lunch. All during lunch he's negotiating to buy a company from three black men and one white man. I don't understand why I'm here. I have nothing to do with our company's finances nor any experience with purchasing multi-million dollar businesses. But for the most part the lunch is very casual, not much discussion concerning the deal. After lunch Nathan suggests we talk details at his house. What a gorgeous house it is. Large rooms with high ceilings. Nice furniture yet very practical. Just after we all enter the mansion Nathan's butler enters the foyer followed by my wife. Holy Christ, she's dressed in skin tight white spandex. Not only are her nipples poking out of the off the shoulder top but you can even see their darkness through the material. The skirt is so short that standing there it barely comes below her pussy and ass. Plus just like her nipples showing through, the darkness of her pussy hair also shows through the spandex. A pair of six inch platform spiked heels completes her outfit. The butler hands Nathan a matching white leather dog collar. As Nathan secures it around her neck Victoria lifts her hair and chin as if she's done this several times before. Nathan hooks a leash to the collar and shows us into the living room with Victoria in tow. Nathan sits in the high back wing chair. Victoria kneels at his feet facing him. This causes her skirt to ride up, clearly exposing her pussy from behind. Nathan makes no comment regarding Victoria. And starts talking about the buyout. And she ignores us, opens his trousers, unzips his fly, whips out his cock and starts sucking it. Well now I know why I'm here. Victoria tongue tickles his balls. She takes his flaccid cock into her mouth. Sliding it in and out making it stiffen and grow. It was perfect and planned out. After a short time our guests try to ignore Victoria's arousing blow job, and talk tough to Nathan. But his show is ready. Victoria wiggles her head and works Nathan's cock all the way down her throat. Her nose flattens against his crotch. Her tongue licks his balls. Sure enough the businessmen lose their train of thought. But soon the men screw up their determination during the negotiations. But Victoria moves into action. Not only does she deep throat Nathan again she also pets her pussy. Her fingers dance around and inside her pussy. She begins to get herself off, moaning even with Nathan's cock in her mouth. It works on them again but I can give a shit about them. I'm desperately horny. My cock's so hard my hands have to tightly grip the arms of the chair to keep me from whipping out my dick and start stroking it. After all there's my wife in six heels, playing with her pussy exposed under her tight spandex skirt wearing a collar and leash sucking Nathan's black cock. I wanted to scream out. Nathan's down to the final points of the deal. He pulls on the leash bringing Victoria completely off his cock. Nathan moves to behind the couch with Victoria in tow. He bends her over the couch back. This pulls on her top and her tits pop free. Those glorious orbs dangle beautifully. Her nipples hard and pointing downward. Nathan, "Who are you?" Victoria, "I'm your white slut." Nathan, "And what would you like." Victoria, "Your cock. This slut would like you to fuck her cunt with your cock." Nathan slaps her ass, "How do you ask?" Victoria, "Please, please master fuck me. That's what I am for you. A fuck toy." Nathan slowly pushes his cock all the way in. Victoria's face shines with satisfaction. Nathan slowly fucks her. And continues his deal making. With only a few points left to go Victoria cries out, "Cock. I need a cock for my mouth." Of course the butler just happens to be in the room freshening drinks. He steps up and lets Victoria unzip and pull out his cock. Soon the butler unloads into Victoria's mouth. And true to form she cleans his cock and zips him back up. Whereupon the butler politely exists the room. Nathan then asks me to help out and get under Victoria and lick her clit. Soon she screams in orgasm. Deal clincher. Agreement all around. Victoria, "Please cum, spray me, unload in my cunt. I want your seed." Nathan sinks deep, groans, and unloads. Victoria, "I feel it. Warm. Thank you master, thank you." Nathan withdraws, pulls Victoria upright and tweeks her nipples, "I may be spent but I bet my slut's ready for more. Isn't she?" Victoria, "Oh yes. I would love more cock." And that's just what happens. The four men pounce on Victoria. They're so hot from the precedings it doesn't take them long to pop. And they follow Nathan's rule: they must all cum on her face. But the men are young and rest up for another round. And Victoria is forbidden from cleaning up. We all sit here looking at Victoria with cum caked on her face. I don't know if you missed it but I haven't cum during this whole time. And I'm the only one with his cloths still on. It's not long and the men and Nathan are ready again. After several hours the "meeting" finally ends and Victoria has taken both of Nathan's loads in her pussy and ten loads on her face. I still haven't gotten off. The men finally leave the house. And as Nathan exists the library, "Clean her up inside and out. Then you can fuck her." What else can I do? End chapter 2 3740 1.38/512345

Cum Eating Husband (Part 4-11)

DISCLAIMER: IF YOU ARE NOT OVER 18 YEARS OLD DO NOT READ THIS AND LEAVE THIS NEWSGROUP. THIS IS A FICTIONAL STORY AND THE CHARACTERS DO NOT REPRESENT ANY REAL LIVE PERSON OR PERSONS. ************************************************************************************* CUM EATING HUSBAND Parts 4 - 11 Written by Subone1 As we drove away from the hamburger place my wife told how utterly pathetic I was, begging for more cum to eat. She handed Karen back her pump and then pulled off her cum soaked blouse. She shoved the wet part of it in my mouth and told me to suck David's cum out of it while I drove. She looked so hot sitting there with no blouse on, just her black push-up bra; I started to get hard again! The four of them decided to skip the downtown bars and head for a country & western honky-tonk bar out on a country road. As we pulled up, my wife took my black leather jacket to replace her blouse - she didn't even bother zipping it up. My wife's outfit now consisted of a black push-up bra, black leather jacket, black leather mini-skirt, black sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose and four inch black patent leather pumps. As they got out of the van, Jason had his arm around my wife. They both walked around to the driver's side window. He stood there and pulled her bra up, letting her tits flop free in the cool night air. Jason then bent over and sucked each tit briefly right in front of me. He told me to walk down to the drugstore and buy some more rubbers so he could fuck my wife later. He also told me to pick up her up another pair of black pantyhose, hers had started to run where he had cut the crotch out earlier. With that, he took the van keys and the four of them headed into the bar. They were already pretty messed up and didn't need much more to drink in my opinion. The drugstore was further than I realized. By the time I got back with my purchases, an hour and a half had gone by. I noticed the van was not where I had parked it and was obviously gone. Thinking they had left me, I went into the bar to find a pay phone to call a cab. This was kind of a rough bar; I had noticed several large motorcycles parked outside. I suddenly felt very conspicuous in my stretch stirrup pants and leotard top. I spotted the phone near the restrooms and headed over to quickly make my call and leave. It was then that I heard my wife's familiar voice - I looked around and couldn't see David, Jason, or Karen. But I did find my wife! She was sitting at a booth table with three of the biggest, roughest-looking bikers I had ever seen. She had a glazed look in her eyes and rested her head on the biggest guy's shoulder. I could tell she had his cock out and was fondling it under the table. As I looked at her, she caught my glance, then whispered something in the big guy's ear. The guy got a huge grin on his face and his eyes lit up. He looked at me and said "Hey Faggot, I got your wife over here!" He called me closer to their table. As I stood there shaking he looked me right in the eye and pushed my wife's mouth down on his cock. Then he said "Does she fuck as well as she sucks, Faggot? Or have you ever fucked her?" His other two buddies started laughing at this. The big biker then reached down and picked something up off the floor. It was so dark and crowded in there I had trouble seeing what it was. He tossed it to me and I saw it was my wife's leather skirt. The big biker said "She won't be needin' that anymore tonight Faggot, besides, she tells me you like to wear her clothes anyway. That true Faggot?" I stammered and said nothing. I looked at her skirt and saw it was covered with cum and had been cut off my wife with a knife - it was slit up both sides! I started to get hard. The whole time this was going on, my wife was sucking the biker's cock. He then asked me what was in my bag from the drugstore. I meekly replied "Rubbers and pantyhose." This brought another round of laughter from the bikers. The big biker took the bag from me and said they'd put the contents to good use for me. Just then he tensed up, I could tell he was getting ready to cum. He placed both of this massive hands on the back of my wife's head and held her in place while he shot his load in her mouth. I could hear her gagging but he didn't seem to care. She took every drop he offered in her mouth. The biker looked at me when his orgasm subsided and said "Well Faggot, kiss your wife goodnight and get the fuck out of here!" My lovely wife stood up, only wearing her pantyhose, heels, bra and my leather jacket. She walked over to me and slowly opened her mouth. I could see the big biker's pool of cum resting on her tongue. I stuck my tongue in her open mouth and cleaned it out. When I finished my wife turned and sat on the big biker's lap. The biker then said "Get lost Faggot, you've had your snack. We'll bring your wife home when we get done with her." I turned and left the bar as I heard the big biker say "Make sure you thank David and Karen for us Faggot!" End Part Four COMMENTS AND SUGGESTIONS ARE ALWAYS WELCOME! E-MAIL ME AT Subone1@aol.com. DISCLAIMER: IF YOU ARE NOT OVER 18 YEARS OLD DO NOT READ THIS AND LEAVE THIS NEWSGROUP. THIS IS A FICTIONAL STORY AND THE CHARACTERS DO NOT REPRESENT ANY REAL LIVE PERSON OR PERSONS. ************************************************************************************* I caught a cab and made my way home after leaving the bar. The sight of my wife in the arms of the big biker was still vivid in my head. I was also trying to figure out the connection between the bikers and David and Karen. It had obviously been a set up, but to what end? I kept remembering what Karen had said about them fucking my wife hard, real hard. Maybe this is what they had in mind, turning her over to a bunch of bikers. When I got home, David and Karen's van was parked in front of our house. There was a note on the front door from Karen which told me to use the guest room again, she and David were in my bed asleep. When I went in the house I found Karen's and David's clothes strewn on the family room floor, they had obviously had a good time! There was no sign of Jason though. I stood there looking at Karen's sexy lingerie on the floor and started to get excited. I picked up her discarded pantyhose, black slip and high heels and went upstairs to the guest room. I took off my clothes and put on Karen's pantyhose and black nylon slip. I cut a small hole in the crotch of her pantyhose to let my little pecker out, I was so hot I didn't care if she found out or not! I knelt next to the bed and placed one of her shoes on the floor and the other in front of me on the bed. I kissed and licked her pump on the bed while I fucked her other shoe on the floor. It didn't take long before I shot my load into her high heel. I was so tired after cumming that I just left her shoes there and crawled into bed with her nylons and slip still on. About 2:00 A.M. I awoke to the sound of motorcycles outside! Our guest room window overlooks the driveway, so I ran over and peered out. I saw what looked liked some kind of bizarre sex parade on wheels! My wife was in her same skirt-less outfit on the back of the big biker's motorcycle. All three of the bikers were wearing leather riding chaps with no pants underneath! Their three cocks sat up straight from their laps as they rode their bikes into our driveway. My wife had apparently put on the new pantyhose I had purchased because her old pair was dangling from the second biker's handlebars. They parked their motorcycles in our driveway and they all dismounted. The bikers were groping my wife everywhere and she responded just as eagerly. She turned and deeply french kissed biker #3 while the big biker rubbed his exposed cock against her nylon covered ass. I watched through the glow of the street light as they formed a circle around her while she got down on her knees. Right there in the middle of our driveway she sucked their cocks like there was no tomorrow. I saw her switch from cock to cock as each biker held her by the back of the head and forced his meat down her throat. I could only hope none of the neighbors were awake at this hour to witness my wife on her knees in our driveway sucking off three motorcycle gang members! After a few minutes of this, my wife stood and led her trio of lovers around the side of our house and headed for the back patio. I could tell by the way she walked that she was totally stoned and/or drunk. I quickly ran down stairs to peek out the family room windows. By the time I got there the bikers had laid my wife down on her back on the chaise lounge; she was passed out cold! My wife still wore my leather jacket which one of the bikers opened wide. He then pulled out his switchblade and cut the front of my wife's bra and yanked it off of her. The three of them stood around my wife with their cocks poking out of their leather chaps, they were all stroking their dicks and making lewd remarks. Biker #2 decided he needed a beer and came in through the patio door to get one from the kitchen. It was then that I realized I was still wearing Karen's pantyhose and slip! After grabbing a six pack from our refrigerator, he headed back for the patio. He noticed my nylon covered legs sticking out from behind the couch. He reach behind the couch and grabbed me by the hair and yanked, saying "Well, well, if it isn't the little Faggot! You look real cute in women's underwear Faggot!" He dragged me out to the patio by my hair and threw me in a chair. The other two bikers just grinned. The big biker came over to me and said "Since your little wife has passed out maybe you'd like to take over for her? You like to suck cock don't you Faggot?" I wondered if my wife had told him of my secret desire to suck a man's cock. I looked up at him and nodded my consent. The big biker then sent biker #2 out to his motorcycle to retrieve my wife's pair of used pantyhose. When he brought them back, the big biker took them and pulled the panty part down over my head. He then cut a hole in the panty were it covered my mouth. He made some caustic remark about how the pantyhose made my mouth look more like a cunt. The big biker straddled my lap as I sat in the chair and told the other two to hold my shoulders and arms. He teasingly rubbed his cock all over my nylon covered face. I was so hot and hard I could have shot off right then and there! I tried to stick my tongue out of the hole in the pantyhose to get to his cock. The bikers laughed at this and called it my clit. After teasing me a while, the big biker pushed his pecker through the hole in the nylons and into my waiting mouth. I tried to hold it there but he continuously pulled it in and out, just like he was fucking a woman's pussy. He kept saying things like "Faggot, I love fucking your mouth", and "C'mon Faggot, if your wife can suck dick, so can you!" I was moaning and straining against the two bikers who were holding me. I wanted to suck this cock forever! I sensed he was getting ready to cum. The big biker pulled his cock from my mouth and wedged it on the side of my face still inside the nylon panty part of the pantyhose. He shot his load all over my cheek and even into my ear. He put his dripping cock back into my mouth for me to clean him. His cum made the nylon pantyhose stick to the side of my face. He removed his cock as I moaned "More, give me more please!" All this commotion made my wife stir and start to sit up. She had to use the bathroom from all the beer she had consumed earlier. She looked over at me in Karen's pantyhose and slip and with the cum soaked pantyhose over my head and started to laugh. She told the bikers she had to go in and use the bathroom, she'd been saving her piss for the last two hours. The big biker looked at me and said "You've got a toilet right here." He told me to get on my knees in front of my wife. My wife said "I've always wanted to piss on this worthless piece of shit!" With that, she walked over and straddled the top of my head. In seconds she let go a flood of hot piss all over my pantyhose covered head. The other two bikers got so turned on watching this that they were stroking their cocks on either side of my face while my wife was pissing on me. Just as she finished urinating, they both shot off on each side of my face. My face and head was now covered with a piss and cum soaked pair of pantyhose. I tried to suck as much out of the nylon near my mouth as I could! The bikers were finally spent and told my wife they had to leave. When they were gone, she stripped off her clothes and left them on the patio for me to take care of. She went in and took a shower and climbed into bed between David and Karen. I realized I hadn't cum in a couple of hours and my little pecker was still hard. I took the cum and piss soaked pantyhose from my head and placed the foot of one of the legs over my cock like a second skin of nylon. The panty portion that was soaked with piss and cum I crammed into my mouth. I beat my meat out there on the patio and shot my puny load into my wife's stocking. What a great night, I couldn't wait to get up and serve my wife and her two lovers in the morning! END PART FIVE. SUGGESTIONS AND COMMENTS ARE ALWAYS WELCOME. E-MAIL ME AT SUBONE1@AOL.COM. HAPPY JERKING! DISLCAIMER: IF YOU ARE NOT OVER 18 YEARS OLD DO NOT READ THIS AND LEAVE THIS NEWSGROUP. THIS IS A FICTIONAL STORY AND THE CHARACTERS DO NOT REPRESENT ANY REAL LIVE PERSON OR PERSONS. ************************************************************************************* Several weeks had passed since our eventful evening with the motorcycle gang. While David and Karen hadn't actually moved in with us, they were around so often our kids now referred to them as "Uncle David" and "Aunt Karen". My wife was still getting her share of cock, and I suspect pussy as well. However, she had essentially cut me out of her sex life since the night with the bikers. It had been five weeks now and I was dying for a taste of cum, eating my own was starting to get old! Since I was still washing my wife's panties and stockings by hand, I could suck some dry cum from them which had been deposited there by one of her many lovers. Dried cum however is no substitute for fresh cum - and I needed some bad! I finally got up the nerve to ask my wife why she had not included me in her recent sexual activities. She looked at me and smirked, saying sarcastically "Because darling, you are such a pathetic wimp you're not even worthy of licking cum out my cunt anymore." She went on to say that if I wanted any release at all, I would have to earn the privilege of eating cum directly from her cunt. I started to panic! She had gotten me addicted to cum and was now withholding it from me, dangling it out there like a carrot. She knew she had total leverage over me, and so did I. I asked her "What is it exactly that you want me to do?" "Simple Baby, anything and everything I ask" she said. "Total, unequivocal submission to my demands, desires, and whims; whenever and wherever I please. You see, I get off on humiliating you, especially in front of other people. I don't know why, but it really turns me on to expose you as the wimp you really are!" I gulped, she was taking this to a new level and I wasn't sure I wanted to go along. She was asking for a major commitment. "What are my options?" I asked. "Well.....if you agree, you'll eventually get to eat your precious cum out of my cunt now and then. If you don't agree, you might as well cut that little pecker of your off, because I'll never touch it again." Some choice I thought. I agreed to her conditions of course, but she was quick to remind me that I'd have to prove myself before we finalized the agreement. It was now Thursday night, she said I would have a one week trial period. If I passed all her tests, I'd be her little cum slave forever! I told her I was ready to start whenever she was. With that, she stood and lead me to the bathroom. She said "Your first test will be an easy one, but I assure they will get harder as your week progresses. Your trial period will basically determine just how much you love to eat cum. So, before you can eat it from my beautiful cunt, you'll have to eat it from lots of other places!" She then sat down on the toilet and let go a flood of her hot piss into the bowl. She stood up, told me to pull my pants down, stand in front of the toilet, and jerk my little dick off into the toilet. Since I hadn't cum in a while, it didn't take very long for me to shoot my load. I aimed it into the bowl as she directed me to do and watched it splash into her golden piss. As soon as I came she said "Well, there's the cum you love so much, go get it wimp boy!" She grabbed the back of my head and forcing me to my knees, pushed my face into the toilet. "Lap it up!" she yelled. I did as I was told. I normally love to drink piss and cum, but this had started to turn cold from the water in the bowl. It took everything I had to keep from gagging. My wife sensed my resistance and stood up and put her high-heeled foot on the back of my head. I had no choice but to finish lapping the piss and cum mixture. When she finally let me up for air, David and Karen were standing there laughing. My face was dripping piss and I had cum on my chin. "I see the Faggot has accepted our terms" Karen said. I thought to myself, our terms? The next night after I came home from work my wife was waiting for me. As I changed out of my work clothes she informed that Karen was on her way over to take me shopping. My wife noticed the puzzled look on my face and said "You do know that Karen has always wanted to dress you up as woman, don't you?" Thinking back, Karen had made several references to my "nice legs and cute buns." I knew this was probably related to my trial period, so I decided not to protest. I quickly showered, dressed and waited for Karen. When Karen walked in she immediately walked over and pinched my butt and whispered in my ear "Are you ready to go get some pretty things Faggot?" I merely nodded my head and she pointed toward the front door. We headed for the largest mall in town and went to an upscale department store. I'm sure Karen selected this store for their large lingerie department. We looked at several things, but she finally selected a pair of black, french cut, control briefs for me. She told me to go over to the men's department dressing room and try them on. I actually like wearing women's things and didn't object to this in the least, but I didn't want Karen to know that just yet! As I stood in the dressing room admiring myself in the panties in front of the mirror, the sales clerk reached over the top of the dressing room door and handed me a note. Karen had written on the note "Jerk off into the panties and them bring them directly back to the check out counter in the lingerie department. Do it NOW!!" I did as I was told. When I got back to the counter, Karen was chatting with the female sales clerk. Karen said "How did they fit?" I felt myself blush and mumbled "Fine." I laid the panties on the counter and the sales girl picked them up to scan the bar code. Her hand hit my wet spot on the panties and she yelled "YUK! What did you do in there?" Karen took the panties from her and turned them inside out, she looked at me very disapprovingly. Then she said "I told you not to cum in these until we got you home! You'll have to clean up your mess." The sales girl said "I'm not sure I want to see this." Karen laid the inside-out panties on the counter, my load of sperm was clearly visible. I scraped the cum off the panties with my fingers. The sales girl quickly snatched a tissue and held it out to me. Karen shook her head and said "He won't need that." Then looking at me, she said "You know what to do Faggot boy." I looked the sales girl in the eye and slowly licked my cum from my 15185 1.85/512345

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Selena and the Truckers

I have had many times that I've been so hot I could have fucked any body and/or anything! The freshest in my memory is just the other night, my husband and I were driving down the Interstate when my husband pulled over and stopped and started sucking on my tits. He pulled my blouse off over my head and then, after playing for a time, started playing with my pussy. He got me so hot I raised my ass up off of the seat, trying to capture his fingers in my cunt, When I did this my husband slid my pants off, and raised my legs up on his shoulders. He slid down in the seat and shoved his tongue deep in my cunt licking my dripping juices off of my red hot cunt. He reached up and turned the interior light on. When I tried to turn it off, he told me if I wanted more of what I was getting, I had to leave it on, and I very much wanted more! When I was so hot that I couldn't keep my ass still, shoving my cunt toward his face, and I could feel the cum running down the crack of my ass, he stopped and slid out of the truck, taking all my clothes with him. He then put all my clothes in the shell, and came back into the truck and started it. As we drove off I was begging him to stop and fuck me. He told me I had to earn the hard cock I wanted so bad! As he was driving he turned on the cb and asked if there were any 18 wheelers out there, 2 or 3 came back and he started telling them about this Nissan pickup(ours) that he had seen and about this babe with these beautiful tits, that was completely naked and was playing with her tits and cunt! Pretty soon two 18 wheelers pulled up, one on each side, My husband told me that if I wanted any cock tonight (and I DID), that I had to put on a show for him and the truck driver on one side and the passenger in the other on the other side. I could plainly see them and I knew that they could see all of me. This was getting me very hot: I was LOVING the thought of these men seeing me! I started to play with my tits , lifting them , playing with the nipples that were so stiff and hard that they hurt (a GOOD hurt), and pointing them towards each man in the trucks in turn. Then put my feet up on the dash with my feet spread wide apart. My husband turned on his mag light and adjusted the beam so it was brightly centered on my pulsing pussy. As I slowly spread my cunt wide with one hand and started rubbing my clit in small circles, the CB started blaring as the drivers started talking to each other and other trucks about what they were seeing. One saying that he would give almost any thing to fuck those great tits!!! The more they talked the hotter I got!! 3476 1.23/512345

Sarah

Sarah I've lived with my girlfriend Sarah for three years now. We are getting married in two months time. When I first went out with Sarah she was already dating another guy. His name was Steve. Sarah made it clear to me on our first date that she didn't want to give up Steve. I said ok, thinking that given time she would drop him, either that or she would dump me. Well, it didn't quite work out that way. Sarah has continued dating Steve and intends to keep seeing him after we are married. Sarah is a very dominant girl. She is also very demanding sexually. I was quite inexperienced when I first met her and she left me in no doubt that I had a long way to go before I could completely satisfy her. I knew that she loved me, we were, and still are, a great couple. But I knew that I couldn't give her everything she needed between the sheets. Sarah moved in with me after four weeks on the understanding that she could still have her evenings out with Steve. I knew of course that Sarah was sleeping with Steve but at first it wasn't something that we talked about. It was only brought into the open when I was having problems getting an erection one night. Sarah was rubbing my penis but I just couldn't get it up. She was getting frustrated. She placed my own hand on my penis and told me to close my eyes and think of whatever I normally did when I wanked off. I was a bit embarrassed, it was usually thoughts of Sarah and Steve together that brought me off, especially when I was left at home at night while he took her out. My penis was soon fully erect as I pumped it with my hand, thoughts of Sarah giving herself to Steve playing in my mind. I don't make any claims to having a massive penis, at four inches it's probably well below average, but it had never let me down before. Unfortunately I got carried away and soon I was jetting my spunk high onto my belly. Sarah was obviously not happy. She made me spend the next half hour licking her pussy, then she demanded to know what I had been fantasising about as I brought myself off. I admitted that I found the thought of her and Steve together exciting. She wanted to know if I often masturbated when I thought of them. I told her that I did it every time she went out with him. From then on we talked openly about her and Steve. When she came home from a date with him she would tell me all the details, what they had done, how many times she had cum etc. I came to understand that Steve was a lot better endowed than me and that he was able to do things to Sarah with his penis that I could never hope to match. Sarah had told me one evening that his cock was over eight inches when fully erect. She admitted that she needed something that size to satisfy her, she also hinted that she would love to try something bigger. Apparently size does matter, as Sarah explained to me if she was buying a vibrator why would she chose a four inch model when there was an eight or nine inch one available. It did make sense. More and more I am being asked to service Sarah with my mouth. She especially likes this after a night out. She comes home sore from a heavy session and I soothe her with my tongue. Her pussy lips are often red and puffy and I lick them gently. She has perhaps have one or two quiet orgasms as I lick her. Quite often I can taste Steve's sperm on my tongue as Sarah likes me to do this to her as soon as she gets home. After performing this duty for her I usually bring myself off, rubbing myself furiously till I drop my load onto the sheets. Sarah is usually drifting off to sleep by the time I'm finished. Our wedding is in two months. Steve is my best man. Sarah chose him saying that he certainly lived up to the name. Steve is also booked to come on our honeymoon with us and I just know that Sarah will want him to fuck her on our wedding night. I find the humiliation part of this exciting, knowing that I am not going to be the man to make love to my wife on our honeymoon. I have these fantasies about Sarah still wearing her wedding dress as Steve fucks her. On several occasions Steve has spent the night at our place. I have to sleep in the spare room so that Sarah and he can have the bed to themselves. I love watching them fuck. I suppose all men like to watch a pretty girl being shafted and there's nothing better than a close up view of it in your own bedroom. I've sat on the end of the bed as he has slipped his stiff organ into her. It really looks impressive as he slides it in and out. Other times Sarah gets on top and I get a glorious view of my girlfriend's pussy lips stretching around her lover's cock. Steve is not the only guy that Sarah has been with while she has lived with me. When we went on holiday last July Sarah was getting very frustrated. She claimed she was missing his big cock and that even though I was trying to satisfy her with my tongue it wasn't enough. The third evening into the holiday we were chatting to a German chap in a bar. He was obviously attracted to Sarah and took every opportunity to touch her or put his arm around her as we talked. It seemed to me that he was seeing how far I would let him go with my girlfriend. After an hour he had his arm permanently around her shoulder and was gently stroking her bare arm as we stood at the bar. The music was pretty loud and he had to put his mouth quite close to Sarah's ear to make himself heard. I was effectively cut out of the conversation as they shared jokes with each other. Sarah went to the toilet and when she returned he slipped his arm straight around her waist as she stood between us. To anyone looking on it would have appeared as if he were her boyfriend not me. As they chatted together he would often pull her to him and his hand gradually found its way onto her hip and I could see him squeezing her gently. Sarah was wearing a short, pleated white skirt and thin white top as the evenings were very warm. Before long his hand moved round so that it cupped the cheek of her ass. He was actually looking at me as he fingered my girlfriend's ass. He had obviously decided that I wasn't going to complain about him feeling up my girl and his hand went under the hem of her short skirt. Her skirt was lifted at the back and I saw his hand slip inside her panties. At least two other guys at the bar noticed what was going on as I saw one nudge the other to look at the man groping my girlfriend. They could both see Sarah's pants and this German's hand down inside them. Our friend wasn't exactly subtle as he twisted Sarah around to face him. His hand was still down her pants and by the way he was reaching he was probably feeling her slit. By now anyone who looked could see what was happening. Sarah was kissing this stranger and her face was getting flushed, a sure sign she's close to cumming. I thought she was going to cum there and then but she suddenly realised she was in a public place. She broke the kiss, took the German by the hand that wasn't busy down her pants and almost dragged him from the bar. I was left standing with at the bar with my cock straining in my trousers and my hands visibly shaking from excitement. As I sipped my drink I knew that Sarah would be making love with the German that she had only met a few hours before. I didn't know whether I should have followed them or not but decided to have another drink. Besides I was too embarrassed to walk through the crowded bar as I felt that my erection, small as it was, would be noticeable. I was surprised when, just over an hour later, Sarah came back into the bar. She had that look about her that said she'd been well fucked. I'm sure that I wasn't the only one to notice it. We kissed and I could taste another man on her lips and tongue. We left shortly afterwards and when I got her back to our apartment I couldn't wait to lift her little skirt up. I ran my hand over her sodden panties. They really were soaked. I found out later that she had been fucked while she still wore them, he had just pulled the flimsy material to one side and shoved his cock into her. Obviously all his spunk had soaked into her pants and I was feeling it all now. I made her squat down and got down beneath her. I kissed the wet crotch of her pants then slipped it to one side. My tongue found her hole and I was soon licking and sucking her. My face was covered with the sperm of her German lover. Eventually Sarah pushed me away saying that she had had enough for one night. I wanked myself off as she got herself ready for bed. She has had other men too. It usually happens when she is deprived of Steve's cock for any length of time. Mine just isn't any use to her anymore. I can agree that this is not normal behaviour but Sarah and I are both happy. Sarah is fully satisfied sexually and this is not something that I could manage on my own. I'm quite happy to step aside and let Steve, or any other man, make love to her. I get my pleasure from seeing her come home to me well used by another man often still with a pussy full of cum. 4634 1.54/512345