Three Choices from an Unsatisfied Wife

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Three Choices from an Unsatisfied WifeA Company Party:The company party Friday night had been even wilder than I had thought it might be. Of course, my husband Phillip didn’t want to come in the first place and when I had insisted, he did little more than talk business with some of his friends. That left me pretty much to my own devices, which was fine with me. My husband hadn’t fucked me in three weeks anyway. Not all the men here were interested in talking business; some of Phil’s colleagues preferred the company of large breasted, long-legged women wearing very little, like me.I hadn’t been circulating for more than a half hour before Brent Faxon approached me. As he got closer, I wasn’t in the least surprised to see his eyes taking in my legs first and then my breasts. I had dressed to attract male attention in the micro-mini red, plaid skirt and the V-neck, red blouse. Phil had protested vigorously, but I had just ignored him. When his protests grew louder, I had calmly stated, “Look. This is a party. I intend to dress like it’s a party, not a business convention. If you can’t stand the way I look, then stay home. I think the other men will really like my outfit.”From the way Brent’s eyes were scanning my exposed thighs and checking out my cleavage, I was certain that he liked what I had chosen to wear. “Rita Erickson, ” he said when he was beside me, “you are the most gorgeous woman here by far. I can’t believe Phil would dare to let you out of his sight. But his oversight… my advantage. Dance with me?”I smiled and moved into his arms. Brent was an adequate dancer, but more importantly, he knew that the purpose of dancing was to enjoy the sensuous feeling of your partner’s body against your own. His arms pulled me closer, and I put up no resistance as I felt my large breasts being pressed against his chest. After the first song, he didn’t release me, and I made no effort to pull away. I could already feel a strong erection building against my mound, and it was first I had felt in over a week. It was a delicious, wicked feeling. I loved it.During the second dance, he pressed my lower body more tightly against his. I knew I should move back, but it felt too good to resist. When my hips began to undulate slowly against his now fully-erected cock, his hands moved lower onto my buttocks and pulled me against it. I couldn’t suppress soft moan: “MMMmmmmmm.”Brent knew he was exciting me. “Damn, Rita! I love the way your body feels against me. You’ve got me so hard, it hurts.””I’m sorry,” I whispered in his ear. “Would you like for me move back a little?””Forget that, Rita! I’ve got you just where I want you.””Really? From the way you’ve been checking me out for the last six months, I would have thought you wanted me on my back with my legs around your hips.” After I whispered that in his ear, I let my tongue slide sensuously inside and then out.”Oh Damn! I want you, Rita. You know that.””Of course I know that. But Phil is in the room. This is as much as we can do here.””I know, but he won’t always be around. What about when he isn’t?” I felt Brent’s cock throbbing against me. Moving up on tiptoes with my heels off the floor, I pressed my pelvis forward until his rigid organ was nudging into the top of my slit against my clitoris. My entire body shuddered. We were both close to an orgasm.”No, he won’t always be around. When he isn’t, I’m sure you’ll know what to do.”——————————————–After the third song, I told Brent we had to stop. Phil was bound to notice and I was about to have an orgasm that I wouldn’t be able to conceal. Brent had pleaded with me to come out to his van with him, but I had somehow gotten up the will to say no.After several drinks, the few inhibitions I seemed to have these days were decreasing. After a couple of hours, most of the men at the party had checked out my legs, thighs, and tits. When I sat, I leaned over enough to give them a good view into my cleavage. The only reason every man in the room wasn’t crowded around me was the competition from the other women, half of whom were wearing no more than I was, and some even less.Later, Larry Eastwood had me on the dance floor. He was a little more hesitant that Brent had been, but even so, toward the end of the second song, his cock was hard and he had it pressed hard against my crotch. It was a delicious feeling to move my excited pussy up and down on it and hear him moan. “Ohhh god… stop, Rita. Stop! I’m about to cum in my pants,” he groaned.”If you cum in your pants, Larry, I’ll cum too… promise,” I hissed in his ear, my own excitement boiling over.”Oh shit! Not here. Let’s go outside. There’s a pond out back in the trees. Let’s go there so I can fuck you.”There may be some things that turn me on as much or more than a man desperately asking to fuck me, but if so, I can’t think of what they might be. “I can’t. My husband is in the room, and he’s keeping an eye on me. Ask me when he’s not around.”——————————————–It was close to 11 PM when I saw Brent Faxon leading Diane Chantler out the side door to the parking lot where his van was parked. Diane’s husband George was one of the men talking to my husband. He was already half drunk and oblivious to what his wife was doing and what was about to be done to her. I saw Brent’s hand on the hot blonde’s ass as he escorted her out into the parking lot.I had never before realized that I had a voyeuristic streak in me, but I was suddenly overwhelmed by the urge to listen to, and if possible, watch Brent fucking Diane. In the back of my mind, I knew that I was jealous that it wasn’t going to be my pussy receiving his hard cock, as it would have been if I hadn’t chickened out earlier.I gave Brent enough time to get the woman into his van and stripped before I casually walked out onto the patio that bordered the back yard. When I was certain that no one was watching, I walked out into the darkness of the yard and from there around to the parking area. Although there were 25 or so cars parked there, I didn’t have any problems figuring out which one was Brent’s van. There were only a half dozen vans and only one of them was slowly moving as Brent hammered his cock into Diane’s eager pussy.Before I even reached the side of the rocking van, I heard it. “OOooohhh yesss! Fuck Me, Brent. Give it to me! Ohhh god! I need this… AAahhhh… Shit! What a cock! Fuck it into my hot cunt, Baby. AAHH… AAHH… AAHH… AAHH””You like my big sex gun up your hot cunt, Diane? You like it when I pull it out and leave just the head in you?””UUNNGGH… AAAHHHHHHHHH…OOOOHHHHHHHHHH!””Then when I drive it back into your hot cunt hole… LIKE THIS!””AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…..!!!””Back and forth in your hot fuck hole… “”OOhhhhh YES… OH FUCK YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! MAKE ME CUMMMMMMMM!””Do you want the load up your pussy, Honey… or should I pull out?”When he asked Diane that question, the slapping of their bodies together increased as Brent fucked the moaning woman harder and faster. I knew there was no possible way on earth that Diane was going to be able to stand having that cock pulled out of her cunt before it poured its load deep inside her throbbing hole. A moment later, her wild scream confirmed my view.”DON’T PULL IT OUT OF MEEEEEEEEEEEE…. PLEASE… KEEP FUCKING MEEEE… CUM IN MY CUNT, HONEY. FUCK THE LOAD INTO ME. AAAHHHHHHHHHH… I’M CUMMMINGGG!!! PUMP IT TO ME, STUD!”At this point, I was certain that it was safe for me look in the window of the van. There was no way either one of them was going to be looking at the window. Diane was certain to have her eyes clenched shut hard. All women close their eyes when they’re cumming and a randy male is about to ejaculate a huge load into their pussy. Brent would have his eyes open, but they would be locked on Diane’s tits and face as his sex gun fired it’s big charge into her hot cunt.When I peered into the van, I saw Brent had Diane’s legs spread wide open. His hips were jack hammering back and forth driving his thick cock in and out of the blonde’s throbbing pussy. His big shaft was putting a huge amount of friction against her clitoris with the result that Ms. Diane Chantler was having repeated orgasms on the thick cock that was fucking her husband’s private pussy. I wished it were my pussy that was getting it. My secretions had already soaked through my panties and were now sliding down both of my thighs.I had my hand under my skirt with the intention of getting off when Brent poured his load into her. But before I could go it, I heard voices coming my way and had to hurry back inside leaving my vagina and clitoris hot, engorged, wet, and throbbing with need of a cock.———————————————-Once back inside the house, the men seemed to flock around me. I wondered if they could smell my enflamed cunt. Ross Elder pulled me on to the dance floor with absolutely no resistance from me. He only danced one song with me before he realized I was desperate for sex. I couldn’t keep my hips still. When he pressed his erection against my mound, I kissed him and moaned into his mouth as my hips gyrated in fuck motions against his cock.Right on the dance floor, Ross was kneading my tits. It was driving me wild beyond endurance. Pressing my mouth against his ear, I hissed, “OH GAWD! TAKE ME OUTSIDE AND FUCK ME!”Wrapping his arm around my waist, Ross led me out onto the patio and from there toward the pond where he knew there were some benches on which he could fuck me. My inner thighs were now slick with my lubricating secretions. I felt like I was so wet, open, and ready that a horse could have easily penetrated me.As Ross pulled me toward the pond, I pulled open my blouse and released both tits. When I pinched the swollen nipples, I couldn’t suppress an intense hiss of feminine pleasure. As soon as we reached the pond and one of the benches, Ross asked, “How do you want it, Rita?””Anyway you want! Just hurry! Damn you! HURRY! STICK YOUR COCK IN ME!”Ross pushed me over the back of the bench. I supported myself with the palms of my hands on the bench’s seat and spread my feet far apart. I felt the cool air on my ass when Ross shoved my short skirt up over my hips. With my feet spread wide apart, there was no way he could get my panties off.”Rip them off! Damn You! Tear off my panties. Hurry!” I screamed in uncontrolled heat.I felt Ross insert both hands in the waistband and rip my panties to shreds. He kept the ruined garment for a souvenir, as I knew he would. I hoped he intended to show them to everyone of his friends and let them smell the aroma of my cunt.I arched my ass as high as possible while reaching back and pulling my buttocks wide apart to fully expose my cunt. “Ooohhhh please… stick it in me! Please. FUCK ME!” I groaned, helpless with my intense need.I heard Ross unzip his pants and saw them fall around his ankles. A moment later, I felt his legs between mine pushing them even further apart. He moved closer. His rigid 7-inch sex spike slapped my inner thighs as he got into position to fuck me.His hips slammed forward! The swollen cock head hit the cheek of my ass and then slid downward missing the dilated, gaping hole of my cunt. “Ooohhhh shit!” I groaned helplessly as another spurt of cuntal juices erupted from between my legs.Ross adjusted his aim and again attempted to penetrate me. This time the cock head hit my clit dead center, too low to get into my vagina. The intense surge of pleasure from the hard contact of his cock with my clit sent spastic contractions through my waiting vagina. “Just a little higher, Honey. Move it just a little higher and fuck the shit out of meeeeeeeeeeeee!!” I wailed.Then at that moment: “Rita! Rita! Are you down here by the pond. We need to be going. Everyone is leaving,” my husband called loudly, not 20 feet from where Ross was just about to fuck his wife.I was so damn hot, I didn’t care. I wanted that cock up my cunt, and I didn’t give a shit if Phil saw me getting it or not. But Ross immediately lost his erection, just as any man on the planet would. “I’m so sorry, Rita, ” he whispered as he pulled up his pants, pulled my skirt down to cover my ass and cunt, and then moved into the shadows where he hid behind a tree.”Oh there you are, Honey. Come on, we need to go. The party’s breaking up. Are you Ok?”I was so damn mad and so hot with my need for cock, I just walked toward the house without answering my husband.============================The Last StrawBeing left high and dry at the party was terrible, but what happened when Phil and I got home was the last straw… the straw that broke the marriage’s back.All the way home, I was boiling inferno of lust. It was all I could manage not to yank up my skirt, expose my now pantiless cunt, and masturbate furiously. Phil continued to make comments about the party and business affairs while my pussy was simmering with intense need. The entire interior of the car smelled of sex and cunt, but my husband was oblivious to every thing except business.As soon as we were inside our house, I screamed at my husband. “Would you shut up about all that business shit! I NEED TO BE FUCKED! NOW! DAMN IT!”I practically d**g my husband into our bedroom and literally tore off his clothes. I ripped off three buttons trying to get my blouse off as my husband gaped at the wild woman who looked like his wife, but that he had not seen before. When my skirt hit the floor revealing my lack of panties, he said, “What happened to your panties?””FORGET THE PANTIES!” I SCREAMED. “FUCK ME!!”I fell onto the bed on my back, legs flying wide open, as my hips arched upward presenting my gaping, dilated pussy to my husband’s eyes. My secretions were bubbling out of my vagina and seeping down my ass crease. “Oh gawd! Fuck me! Hurry!” I begged.Phil moved between my thighs. I thrust my cunt upward to present the hot hole for him. He tried to penetrate me, but nothing happened. Desperate for cock, I grasped his organ to guide him into my pussy. He was flaccid! Not a trace of an erection!I pushed my husband onto his back and shoved his cock into my mouth. Sucking him like a woman possessed, which I was, he began to harden. At full erection, Phil has a nice, 7-inch, thick cock. He was about 5 and half inches now. I sucked him deeper… harder. When he reached six inches, I slid my hand under his buttocks and thrust two fingers into his ass. His cock surged as I let it slide into my throat. I continued to suck him as he moaned and thrust his full length deep into my throat, essentially fucking my mouth.Rolling onto my back, I pulled him into my sex saddle. When I felt his hard cock against my opening, I rammed my cunt upward and impaled myself fully on his rigid erection. “AAAAAHHHHh…. Gawd! That’s what I need!! Fuck me, Baby. Give it to me hard!”Phil shoved his hands under my hips to elevate my cunt. He pulled his cock out until only the head was still in me… causing me to groan momentarily with the loss. His hips snapped forward sending the full length charging into my vagina like a freight train. The big swollen head thudded into the botPhil of my cunt sending shivers of intense pleasure through my vagina and into my swollen clitoris.At that point, after one thrust, Phil ejaculated and quickly lost his erection. A moment later, he rolled off my shuddering body, his chest heaving in the aftermath of his orgasm.Without a word or a sound, I got off the bed, pulled on a robe and walked out of the bedroom. When I reached the door, Phil asked, “Where are you going?””To the guest bedroom. I’ll talk to you in the morning. Right now, I’m in no mood to hear anything you have to say.”===================================Three Choices and an Ultimatum:In the morning, I showered in the extra bathroom, changed into fresh clothes, and fixed breakfast for the two of us. I was fully aware that this might very well be the last meal I would ever fix for Phil. By the time he came into the kitchen, the food was on the table… bacon, eggs, hash browns, toast, and coffee.”Smells delicious, Honey. Look about last night, I’m…””Shut up!” I snarled. “I have no interest in listening to your bullshit excuses. Eat breakfast and afterwards, I have some things to say.””We need to talk, Honey. I’m sure…””You don’t seem to understand the English language this morning. I told you to shut up. We aren’t going to talk. I’m going to talk when breakfast is over and you’re going to listen or we are finished! Done! Kaput! Now eat!”After breakfast, I took my coffee into the den and sat in a chair facing the couch. I motioned for my husband to sit on the couch. He seemed to have gotten the message because he did it without objection. When he was seated, I began.”You will remain silent while I’m speaking. If you interrupt for any reason, I will leave and file for divorce. My bags are already packed and ready to go.””First: I have tolerated your lack of sexual interest and low libido for four years of marriage. I’ve listened to all your excuses and waited for a change. None has been forthcoming. Until last night, it had been 23 days since you fucked me, and then after 23 days of abstinence, you managed to fuck me for two strokes before cumming… naturally leaving me high and dry when I was so hot for sex, I was going crazy. Perhaps there is something medically wrong with you, and it’s not your fault. But it doesn’t matter. Not at all. The only thing that does matter is the fact that I cannot and will not live like this any longer.” “Second: I still love you, but, as I have just said, I cannot and will not continue in this marriage under these conditions. Therefore, I’m going to give you three choices.” “Choice #1 is a no-contest divorce. We split every thing equally with no alimony. We either sell the house and split the equity or if you want it, you can pay me for my half of the equity and take over the payments. You go your way. I go mine. I will move away from the city, and, in alllikelihood, we will never see each other again.””Choice #2 is cuckdom for you. I see other men when and where I choose. You may or may not be informed. When you are able to obtain an erection, we will have sex, otherwise other men will be taking care of my sexual needs. You will not object nor create any problems no matter how outrageous you may think my behavior is.””Choice #3 is role-reversal. I take over the prerogatives of the male; you assume the subordinate role of the female. This will be between us only. I will not embarrass you in front of your friends or others. I make all decisions about sex. We fuck when I say we fuck. We engage in whatever sexual activities I dictate. I’m not certain this will solve the problem, but it might. Some men perform better as subs. So this is something we can try, and if it works, we can adopt it as our lifestyle and avoid a divorce.””Third: I do not expect either you or I to make this choice blindly. Therefore, we are going to have a one-week trial period for each of the choices. At the end of three weeks, you will choose one of the three alternatives I’ve offered. If you refuse, the default choice is divorce, amicable or otherwise. Likewise, if you fail to cooperate during any of the trial periods, we divorce.” “Fourth: As soon as we are finished here, I will be leaving on the one week trial period for divorce. You will not contact me in any way. We are divorced. You and I are both single for one week. By the end of the week, we will both have a good idea if this is the choice we wish to make permanent. Be advised, during this week I will be seeing other men… a lot of other men. You will not be told about any of them… ever. Anymore than I would tell you about my lovers if we were divorced. You, of course, may see other women, fuck them, whatever. I wish to hear nothing about them.” “Fifth: Next week at this time on Saturday morning, the divorce trial period will end, and we will have a one week trial of cuckdom for you.” “Sixth: The following week, there will be a one-week trial period of role-reversal.” “Now, Phil, do you have any questions before I leave for the divorcetrial period?””Do we have to do this,” he whined.”Yes, we do. Unless you would prefer to just get a divorce. Is that your preference?””No! I love you!””Fine. Then we proceed with the divorce trial. I’ll see you one week from today… next Saturday morning.”As I rose to leave, I saw my husband’s eyes on my stocking-clad legs above my 4-inch heels most of which were exposed by the short blue dress I was wearing. Being off-the-shoulder, it also exposed a generous amount of cleavage. I was thrilled to see the mixture of desire, worry, and pain in his eyes.===================================Divorce Trial: RitaIt was slightly after 10 PM when I checked into the Marriott Inn on the other side of town. I was giddy with excitement over my new “single” status. If that wasn’t enough, my pussy was again a raging inferno of female heat from my experiences of the night before.Since I was going to be staying a week, I had five suitcases and had to have the assistance of a bellhop. As luck would have it, the guy helping me was young college student who worked as a part time bellhop and general errand boy on the weekends to help pay his college expenses. I could almost feel his eyes drinking in the undulations of my ass as he followed me to the elevator. Like the previous evening, my inner thighs were getting wet with my excitement.When we reached the room, I held the door open for him as he pushed the heavy trolley with my five suitcases into the room. His muscles bulged as he powered the heavy load into the room with easy… almost like he were pushing around a load of balloons. In his tight bellhop pants and shirt, I could see his pecs flexing was he lifted the suitcases and placed them on the racks. Each time he bent over, his tight ass was clearly outlined by the tight pants.As he worked, I got on the bed, let my crossed legs both rest on the bed, and leaned toward him while supporting my weight with my extended arms. Needless to say, I wasn’t the least bit careful about keeping my dress pulled down.When the guy had finished putting my suitcases on the racks, he adjusted the temperature, and turned toward me. I loved the double, and then triple take, his eyes made. First, they locked onto my nearly totally exposed legs… traveling up and down their entire length while pausing at the top in an effort to see between them. Then, in the second take, his eyes shifted to my cleavage. I could see him estimating the size of my tits. Finally, his eyes settled on the wedding ring on my left hand. By the this time, I could see his tight pants tenting as his bulge grew.”Will your husband be joining you, Mrs. Erickson?”He was smooth… very smooth. “No. I’ll be here by myself for the next week. I hope that I can count on you to take care of me… my needs… all my needs.”His knowing smile made my already enflamed cunt throb even harder. If he didn’t take the initiative quickly, I knew I would end up begging him.”I don’t think that will be a problem, Mrs. Erickson. He began to unbutton his shirt. A shiver ran through my body, and he knew it. When his shirt came off, his muscles literally rippled. He was one, incredibly sexy hunk. As he unbuckled his pants, he asked, “How big are your tits, Mrs. Erickson?””They’re 36D,” I answered, my voice no more than a hoarse whisper.He dropped his pants and for the first time, I really saw the huge bulge his surging cock made in his briefs. “Take them out,” he ordered as he pulled down his briefs releasing his gorgeous, iron-hard, 8-inch fuck stick.I couldn’t get my dress off my tits fast enough. I was about to cum. There was no way this guy’s cock was going to be flaccid when he was between my legs and there was no way in hell he was going shoot off in two strokes, but two strokes was all it was going to take me to explode.—————————————–The young stud made me wait for it. Slowly, he stripped me of my dress, my bra, and my panties. When he drew the panties down my legs and off my feet, he pressed them to his face and inhaled my musky heat. “Fantastic,” he said softly. My cunt throbbed harder. I was disgracing myself as there was no way I could keep my hips from hunching in wild fuck motions, moaning and hissing with my need on every thrust.He moved me to the couch and ordered me to spread wide. When I didn’t spread sufficiently, he pushed my thighs further apart, knelt in front of my open legs, and looked into my throbbing sex hole. “Do you want to cum on my tongue first or on my cock first?””Ooohhh god… your cock… please YOUR COCK!” I gasped, my voice breaking with my intense need.He lifted me to my feet and moved us toward the bed. I couldn’t stop moaning. We didn’t make it to the bed. Sensing my extreme need, he hooked his powerful arm under my left thigh and lifted it high while holding me steady with his other arm around my waist. I felt his big cock hear pressing against my opening.”Are you ready, Rita?”I tried to answer, but all that came out of my mouth was a series of moans and tortured cries. The cock pressed inward…. “AAAhhhh god!”…The big head split my cunt open and entered me.”UUUNNGGHHH!!”Three more inches of hot, rigid man meat slid into my hot hole as juices gushed over his balls and ran down my thighs. Slowly, he filled my hole. Seven glorious inches of cock were buried up my vagina. I could feel my clitoris dancing wildly from the pressure and friction. The big head butted into the end of my cunt. The hot stud whispered in my ear, “Not all in yet, Rita. I need to pump you a few times to push your womb back and make room for the rest of my cock.””aahh–aahh—aahh–aahh–aahh–aahh…. ugh.. ugh… ugh … ugh… can’t wait… can’t wait…please.. move inside me … let me cummmmmmmm… I need to cummmmmmmm… fuck meeeeeeee…”Slowly he drew five inches of cock out of my hole as I howled at the top of my lungs. He held me steady and slammed it deep into my cunt… forcing my womb back and sinking all 8 rock-hard inches of prick deep into my hot hole.I came instantly! The pent up screams of the previous night erupted in a continuous series of loud shrieks of feminine delight. He fucked me… oh god… how he fucked me… in and out.. hard, driving, authritative masculine strokes that let me know he owned my cunt and was going to use it many times this coming week.After I had cum a dozen times, he put me on the bed. As I lay there, my chest heaving trying to suck oxygen into my tortured lungs, I couldn’t take my eyes off his huge throbbing member. Still at full erection having not yet unloaded into me, precum ran from the tip and formed a long strand. Turning me onto my side, he moved behind me and drove his full length into my fully dilated and gaping cunt. After five minutes of hard, steady fucking, he said, “Time for you to take my first load, Mrs. Erickson. Ready?””Oh Yes! Cum in me… Cum inside my married cunt, Lover!” He did.——————————————-It only took him five minutes to recover. Flipping me over onto my belly, he plowed his organ into me from behind. After a dozen strokes, I came again. When he felt my cunt contracting, he pushed his hand under my belly onto my clitoris. I screeched with the intensity of my next orgasm. His sex gun fired in his second load in the middle of my orgasm.Before he left, he had me ride his cock until I was too exhausted to move. “I’ll let you rest for a bit, Mrs. Erickson before you suck out my third load. Then I have to get back to work..Ten minutes later, we were in 69 position. He made me cum again before he held my head in position while he poured his third load into my belly.He took a quick shower and was dressing as I lay on the bed essentially naked. “What your name, Honey?” I asked laughing at the question. This stud had fucked my ass off for an hour and I was just getting around to asking him his name.”It’s Martin, Mrs. Erickson.””Call me Rita.””I prefer Mrs. Erickson. I love fucking married women.”—————————————I rested until noon after my morning sex with Martin. Then, still naked, I called Ross Elder at his office. He picked up on the first ring.”Hi, Ross. This is Rita. I just called to apologize for last night. I hated leaving you with that raging erection almost as much as I hated being left with a thobbing, needy cunt.””No need to apologize. Wasn’t much we could do after your husband’s untimely interruption.””Well, he’s not going to be around this afternoon. Can you get off work early or get away from your wife long enough to visit me? I’m in room 615 at the Marriott Inn West.”‘I’ll leave at 3 PM. Be there by 3:30. That Ok?””More than Ok. Want me naked when you get here or would you prefer me dressed?”—————————————————-Divorce Trial: PhillipI sat in our den for over an hour after my wife had left. I was totally uncertain as to what to do. Finally, when it was nearly noon, I realized that this situation wasn’t as terrible as it might seem. With my wife’s full agreement, I was “single” for a full week. I even had her explicitly stated permission to see other women, even have sex with them. Not only did I not have to sneak around, she had flatly said that she didn’t want to hear or know anything about any of the women I might see. I knew a lot of my friends would want to know how I ever managed to get so lucky.The fact that I knew that Rita had not been k**ding when she had told me that she would be seeing other men did bother me, but after my disastrous performance the previous night and for the last several weeks, I knew there was nothing I could do to stop her. That being the case, I resolved to make the best of the upcoming three trial periods she had forced down my throat.I spent the afternoon shopping, had a light dinner at my favorite Italian restaurant, and then drove home to prepare for my first evening as a “swinging bachelor” in four years. As I examined my nude body in our full length mirror, I liked what I saw. I had been working out three times a week for the last two years and my 6’ 1″, 185 lbs, slim and muscular body showed it. My profile showed a flat, rock-hard belly with slim hips and tight, hard buns. “Surely, some women would like this tight, hard ass,” I thought to myself with a smile. I thought my dark chest hair along with the dark shadow of my beard gave me a virile, masculine, stud appearance.Doing my best “Arnold Schwarzenegger” imitation, I flexed my pecs and biceps. Not up to the Schwarzenegger standards, of course, but not bad either. The same was true for the rippling muscles of my thighs and calves. Finally, I examined my penis. In its now flaccid state, it was about four and a half to five inches in length and thick. The helmet was even bigger. Wrapping my hand around the shaft, I slowly began to stroke it as I brought to mind the images of several of the women I wanted to fuck. Within a minute or so, my cock had extended to seven inches with considerable additional girth.I began to think about my wife and the men who would be fucking her this week. canlı kaçak bahis I knew her boss, Dan Tollman, had wanted to screw my wife ever since she had begun working as his secretary. I didn’t think he had managed to get into her yet, but this week, he probably would. As I thought about it, I began jacking my cock harder… this time thinking about my wife somewhere on a bed, her legs wide open and high in the air. Tollman was on her, his ass rising and falling between her thighs. Just before he shot her cunt full of his cum, I imagined him growling “Hump your ass, you hot Bitch”.This time when I looked down, I really liked what I saw. My cock was now almost 8 inches in length, swollen, rigid with lust, throbbing, the helmet purple with precum seeping from its open tip. It stood almost straight up … a hard rapier that I felt at least some women would appreciate.Putting on one of the shirts I had just purchased, I decided to leave two buttons open at the top to expose some of my chest. The two gold chains with medallion looked pretty good around my neck. Even sexy, I thought to myself. I started to step into my boxer shorts and then changed my mind in favor of a pair of briefs that was little more than a colorful jock strap. It really wasn’t large enough to contain my cock, particularly if I got hard, but then, after all, that was the whole point. The jeans were a size too small, but then, what the hell, that was also the idea.When I looked in the mirror, I saw that the jeans did a great job of outlining my large cock. I was certain they did the same for my tight butt. Well, I thought to myself, let’s see if there are any women out there who might be interested. After four years off the dating scene, I wasn’t certain one way or the other.—————————————-The “Night Life” club was rumored to be the best pickup spot around for interested singles and for couples interested in adding some spice to their lives. I had never been before, but that was my choice for the evening. For the first hour, I sat at the bar sipping my bourbon and water on the rocks as I checked out the possibilities. After identifying a few of the women, I wondered what the best approach might be. In the end, I decided to use simple forthright honesty. If it worked, great! If it didn’t, at least I would have the satisfaction of knowing that I had not attempted to deceive anyone.Just before I decided to speak a particularly attractive brunette, I noticed that a striking blonde, probably in her mid-30s was smiling at me from her table. Amazingly, she was alone. “Well… here goes nothing,” I thought, adding in my mind the well-known phrase, “Damn the torpedoes… full speed ahead!”Her smile broadened as I approached her table. Sitting down, I came straight to the point. “Hi. I’m Phillip… my friends call me Phil. My wife’s gone for a week, and I’m on my own for seven days. As beautiful as you are, it’s hard to believe you’re alone. Are you?””Your wife’s away and you’re looking to play. Is that it?” she challenged.”That’s the idea, but I’m so out of practice after four years, I’m afraid my approach is outdated. Am I permitted to know your name?””It’s Gloria. No last names needed. And the way you look, Phil, I wouldn’t worry too much about your approach.””Thank you,” I said staring into the deep cleavage between what had to be at least 36DD tits. “Sorry to stare, but Damn, you’re gorgeous! So are you alone? If so, would you like to dance?””No. I’m with my husband, Albert. Just call him Al. I told him to go to the men’s room and stay there until I had enticed you over to our table.””Really? He wanted you to entice me over?””Oh yes. He gets off watching me with other men… especially sexy and attractive guys like you… hung guys that look virile and hot. Don’t worry. He’s not gay; he just likes watching me get it.””I’m not that hung… as you say. Sorry.”Gloria looked at my crotch. “Don’t be modest, Honey. I’d say that gonna be close to 8 inches of cock once it gets hard. Like my tits?””Of course I like them. I’d have to gay or dead not to like them. Let me see your legs.”Gloria got up and sat on the edge of the table with her legs crossed. Her short skirt pulled high above the tops of her thigh-high stockings. “Gawd!” I moaned. “Your legs are even better than your tits.””Now it’s my turn. You’ve seen me… let me see that weapon of mass pussy destruction you have between your legs, Phil.””Can’t. Double standard. Women can show it all off and no one really objects. If I show it off, they send me to jail.””Good point. Can’t have you in jail. Ok. Let me feel it then.” She didn’t wait for an answer. Her hand wrapped around my package, squeezed, and then began to stroke. I got hard in less than a minute.”Oh fuck! You’re big, Honey. Really big!””You two getting acquainted,” Al said as he approached the table. Gloria’s husband was in his mid-40s, going somewhat bald on top and sporting a growing paunch around his middle.”We are, Honey, we are. This is Phil… Phil’s wife is away for a week and he’s looking to play… and he’s got some wonderful equipment to play with.” Her hand continued to stroke up and down the length of my cock. She had it almost fully erect at this point, so much so, my tight jeans were becoming extremely uncomfortable.”How big is he?” Al asked.”He’s modest. He says it not all that big, but I’m thinking 7 inches and thick.”If Gloria was going to take the liberty of stroking my cock in public, I figured I was also entitled. “Are you wearing panties, Gloria. I can see you’re wearing a bra.””She’s wearing black panties,” Al responded for his wife.”I like women in black panties. Have her show them to me, Al.””You heard the man, Honey. Show him.”Obediently, Gloria turned to face me and opened her legs. In her short skirt, the black crotch of her panties immediately came into view. Even from several feet away, I could smell the musky aroma emanating from her cunt.”Al, you’re got a sexy, hot woman for your wife. Unless you say ‘no’, I’m going to take her back to my place and spend the night fucking her.””But I like to watch,” he stammered.”I think I would prefer to fuck her without an audience, but how about we compromise?””Sure… sure,” he said eagerly.”How about you come with us to my place and watch and join if you like tonight and in the morning. After lunch, you take off and I’ll spend the rest of the week screwing this gorgeous woman without an audience. Deal?”I saw Gloria licking her lips and winking at me, obviously enormously excited by the prospect of fucking me everyday for the next week while her husband was waiting for her at home and probably jacking off constantly.”Can’t I come over during the week and watch,” he pleaded.”No. Don’t think so. One day of watching is plenty.”In desperation, Al turned to his wife for help. “What do you say, Honey?””It’s up to Phil, Darling. You know very well that once I say “yes” to a man, then it’s up to him to decide when I get it… how I get it… where I get it… and whether others watch me getting it or not. I think Phil’s been very generous to allow you watch him fucking me tonight and in the morning. You should thank him. And don’t worry, Honey, about the rest of the week. I’m sure I can persuade Phil to permit me to call you on the phone so you can listen to him fucking your wife.””Do you have to stay with him all week?” he whined.”That’s up to Phil, Darling. You know that. But he seems to really like me. I think he’ll be fucking me all week.”—————————–An hour later, I had Gloria back in my house sitting on the coffee table. Al had been relegated to my rolling desk chair on the side of the room. He hadn’t stopped rubbing his cock since we had left the “Night Life” Club, and he was still rubbing it.”Let’s see your gorgeous tits, Honey. Take them out. Cup them for me.” A moment later, two big, hot tits were out of the top of Gloria’s dress. She cupped them for me, her fingernails flicking rapidly, back and forth, over the tips of both of her hard, swollen nipples.I unbuttoned and removed my shirt, leaving the chains around my neck. Moving closer, Gloria’s hand left her breast and began to move over my naked chest, feeling it… caressing it. When her fingers slid through the soft hair, she moaned.Stepping back so she could see clearly, I unbuckled my jeans, pulled the zipper down and worked them over my hips. As soon as the material cleared my massive erection, my cock surged out and up, pointing straight at Gloria’s naked tits.”OH MY GAWD! THAT’S FUCKING HUGE! she half moaned… half whispered as she stared mesmerized like a small mouse in front of the slowly approaching snake. It was big… about 8 inches… bigger than normal because of the erotic situation.Grasping it around the base, I whacked the sex club against her naked tit. “OH FUCKKKKK!” Al’s wife wailed as Al jacked off.”Lose the dress, panties, and bra,” I commanded.Gloria scrambled off the table and quickly shed the skirt, blouse, and her bra. Her big globes tumbled out, jiggling in the air, when she pulled the bra way from her body.”Now the panties. Take off your damn panties,” I growled. Her body shivered… then shuddered more violently. She bent at the waist and lowered her panties, stepping out of them when they were around her feet.”Pick up all your clothes, Gloria and bring them over here.”When she had gathered her clothes, I opened the bottom drawer of my desk. “Put everything in here.” After she had dropped all her clothes except her heels into the drawer, I shut and locked it. “You won’t be needing your clothes for several days, Gloria. This way, we’ll know they’re safe when you need them around Friday.Gloria’s excitement flared into an uncontrolled inferno when she realized that I was going to keep her naked all week. Both of her hands flew to her cunt and pressed between her thighs as her hips thrust back and forth in wild fuck motions. As she pumped her hips, her hands rubbed frantically over her throbbing clitoris, two fingers sinking in and out of her hot, wet vagina.”That’s it, Gloria. Fuck yourself.”With both hands already on her crotch, a small motion of one hand opened the lips of her slick pussy as she locked her fingers in and under her labia. Her other hand trailed down the length of the quivering opening, spreading it, and exhibiting every inch of it to me.I kept my eyes locked onto her gushing twat. “Spread wider! Open your hot fuck hole, Gloria.”She spread herself open as much as possible, sinking two fingers … like a miniature cock … deep all the way to the knuckle. Her fingers began to fuck. Al leaned closer moaning at the sight of his wife masturbating for me. “She ever do this for you, Al?” I asked.From the other side of the room, I first heard a tortured groan and then, “No! Never!”Hot bubbles of pleasure and juices were now percolating to the surface of Gloria’s cunt. Abruptly, her fingers pulled out of her hot hole and took her fat clitoris between thumb and forefinger… squeezing… rotating. Her cunt whooshed air as it contracted in a hard spasm.”I want it!” she cried, jerking on her clitoris furiously, cunt juices coating her hand and dribbling down her trembling thighs.”This?” I asked, holding my cock in my fist with a full four inches of man meat extending beyond.”Yessssssss…. Yesssssssssss! Please!””Do you want me to fuck you?””OOOOHHHH GAWD YES!””Then say it the way a woman is supposed to say it.””I want it. I want you to fuck me… Please! I want your cock in me… all the way in me! I want you to fuck me, eat me, let me suck the hot jizz out of your balls. Anything! Every thing! All week! PLEASE!”I made the shuddering woman wait. Her fingers continued to furiously jerk and squeeze on her now very elongated clit. The fingers on her other hand were pumping deliciously, frantically, in and out.Just before Gloria reached her climax, I jerked her hands away from her cunt. “No please,” she howled. “Please, let me finish… Let me cum!””You cum on my cock, when I tell you to cum. Time to go to the bedroom.” I led Al wife’s by her cunt as she moaned and gasped into my bedroom. Al followed quickly wheeling his chair in front of him.”Kneel on the bed, Gloria. Near the edge so you can suck me.”Al’s wife scrambled frantically to the edge of the bed and knelt near the edge with her mouth open and ready.”Just a moment, Honey. I have to fix up your husband first.”Al was sitting in the rolling desk chair not far from the edge of the bed. His cock was a rigid 6 inches, pointing straight up. “Put your arms on the arm rests, Al.” When he obeyed, I fastened Velcro straps around both wrists and the chair arms. I added two more velcro binding straps near his elbows.”Sorry about this, Man. But I don’t want interruptions while I’m fucking your wife. I’m sure you understand.” Bending down, I strapped his ankles to the chair’s supports. Finally, I pulled a ski mask over his head completely covering his eyes but leaving his nose and mouth free so he could breathe easily.”Now suck me, Baby. Suck my big cock so it will be wet and slick for your cunt.”Gloria pushed her head down the big shaft. Her head dipped over and over, her lips sliding up and down the thick male shaft, licking it and then my balls. Slowly, she worked the entire shaft into her suck hole, grunting and moaning. Al’s cock was jerking wildly but he was unable to get his hand on it. He groaned in frustration and wild excitement listening to what he knew were the noises his wife was making as she sucked cock.”That’s enough, Honey. You mouth is just too hot. I want the first load to go up your cunt, not into your belly. We’ll spend hours sucking each other this coming week. Right now, it’s time to fuck.””Ooohhh yess! Hurry! Get on me! Get in me! FUCK ME!” she wailed.From the other side of the room, Al was begging. “Oh please, take off the blindfold so I can see. Please. You can keep her as long as you want… just let me watch tonight… please.”Gloria whispered in my ear. “Let him watch. If you don’t, he’ll be pestering us all week, and you’ll be spending time talking to him rather than fucking me.””Good advice.” I kissed her passionately and removed Al’s blindfold. He couldn’t thank me enough. “Can you release my right hand, please. So I can jack off. Please.”I was feeling exceptionally generous. It was a first for me. Never before in my entire life had I agreed to untie a husband’s hand so he could jack off while he watched me fucking his wife. So, I untied his right hand and received his profuse and gushing thanks.Gloria threw herself on her back and pulled her knees up to her chest completely exposing her cunt. It was gaping open… wet… hot… juice dripping from her hole onto the bedspread.”Please fuck me, Phil. Please fuck me now.””Your husband will see us. He’ll see what a hot slut you are.””I WANT HIM TO SEE IT. Please fuck me in front of my husband. Fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before.” Looking over at Al, she begged, “OH GOD PLEASE FUCK ME NOW!”When Al saw my 8-inch cock slipping slowly into the folds of his wife’s waiting cunt, he screamed. “OH GOD! YOU’RE FUCKING HER… YOU’RE FUCKING MY WIFE! SHE’S NOT ON THE PILL… DON’T… DON’T KNOCK HER UP… PLEASE!”When I looked over, I saw Al’s hand flashing up and down his cock. I also saw a huge cum load all over his chest. Some was even up in his hair. He had already cum in the last couple of minutes and was still hard as stone.Leaning closer, I whispered in Gloria’s ear while my cock was pulsing and throbbing inside her cunt, “Is he just saying that or is your cunt really unprotected?””I’m not on the pill, but I just finished my period. You can fuck me full of cum all week… besides, I hope you do knock me up. Hurry. I can’t want any longer.As soon as I began fucking in and out of her totally exposed vagina, Gloria wailed and screamed: “OHOHOH… THAT’S SO GOOOOD… PLEASE FUCK ME… PLEASE… PLEASE…PLEASE…OH GOD YOUR COCK IS SO BIG…I’VE NEVER… OH GOD…I’VE NEVER… OH FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME…”I pounded my cock into Al’s wife hard and fast as she yelled out her need. With a loud groan, I came inside of her throbbing pussy. With a loud scream, Gloria came with me. She bucked and threw her hips up so hard I had to hold on to stay inside her exploding cunt hole. She helped me by wrapping her legs tightly about my hips, locking my body to hers with my prick deeply embedded inside her cunt. My rod continued to throb as more semen entered her pussy. At the same time, Gloria’s body and cunt were wracked with repeated spasms.We rested for an hour. I told Gloria to suck me, which she did with gusto, taking almost all of my 8-inch, newly hardened cock into her throat. When I was fully hard, I turned to Al and said, “I’m going to fuck her again. Would you like to join?”Immediately, I felt Gloria shaking her head, but before she could speak, Al said, “Thanks, but I’m not permitted to fuck her. I would like to be untied though so I can really get close and watch your cock sinking into her.”It seemed to me to be the least I could do for the poor guy. When I had him untied, he moaned and asked, “Oh god… how are you going to fuck her now?””First, I’m going to let her ride my cock. Want to ride my big sex gun, Gloria.” We both saw her trembling at the thought. I laid on the bed while Gloria threw her legs on either side of me. Just before she moved to impale herself on my spike, a perverse idea flashed through my head. I gave voice to it before my big head overruled the idea.”Al. Hold my cock and put it in your wife’s cunt when she lowers her ass.””Oh yes! yes! yes!” he groaned. You know it doesn’t take a whole hell of a lot to please some guys. He did the job perfectly. As Gloria lowered her cunt, my spear hit her opening dead center and drilled into the depths of her pussy. She settled her hips, turned to her husband, and sneered, “Well, get down there and look at what a real cock looks like as it fucks into your wife’s hot cunt, Al.”He lowered himself until his eyes were level with the connection between cock and cunt, moaned, and again began to masturbate furiously.Gloria began fucking me with wild abandon. Her hips seemed to be on swivels as she humped herself up and down on my cock, and, at the same time, rotated her hole around and around my throbbing prick. The sensations were incredible, and Al couldn’t stop yelling, “Oh my god… look at that! look at that!” He came before I did.Much later, I had Gloria in doggy position fucking her like a hot bitch. Again, Al was no more than a foot away watching the thick phallus sinking in and out of his wife’s cunt. “Jezz!! How can you take that thing, Gloria. He’s just huge!!””OOOHH FUCK YES! HE’S HUGE. SOOO GOOD… SOOO GOOD. HE’S MAKING YOUR WIFE CUM AGAIN……… AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”At 2 AM, I escorted Al to the front door and told him I would have Gloria call him at least once a day. Later, as we cuddled together on the cum and cunt-juice soaked sheets of the bed, Gloria turned her head and said softly, “That was just magnificent, Phil. I’ve never been fucked so well. You must have gotten me off 15 times. I think your wife is crazy to leave you alone for a week.””She’s probably going to divorce me.””I don’t believe you, but if she does, I want you.”We snuggled closer. “Wanna fuck me again?” she purred.”In the morning… we’ve got all week. But I do have a request.””What is it? Anything you want, Lover. Anything””Would it be Ok if I made love to you in the morning instead of fucking you?””You’re unbelievable! I’m going to go crazy waiting for morning.”She moved into spoon position as I fitted my semihard cock into the crease of her ass. She moaned softly and soon we were both asleep.——————————————-Divorce Trial: RitaThe seven-inch cock sensuously sliding in and out of my cunt was sending shivers of delight through my entire body. The 24-year old bellhop working the hard shaft slowly back and forth inside my dilated and gushing pussy was fucking me for the third time that evening.I had called Martin Sunday evening to let him know that I needed some more ‘servicing’, but he had regretfully told me that he had a date with his girlfriend. Being the considerate employee that he was, he asked if I would like for him to arrange for service with two of his bellhop friends who were also college students.One of those college students turned out to be Rhett, a graduate student in human relations. Judging from his performance in my mouth and pussy for the last two hours, I figured he must be a star student in relations.”OOohhhhhhhh… yes, Baby. Like that… JUST LIKE THAT! OOOUUUUUUUUU,” I moaned as the stud drove the sex spike to the bottom of my throbbing pussy and ground his pubic bond against my engorged, sensitive clit.His hands gripped my hips with masculine authority holding my pelvis in perfect position for his cock thrusts. Every time the thick shaft withdrew from my cunt, it pulled my inner labia along with it. My lips clung to the sides of his cock as if begging him to come back. The sensation was electric… delicious. When only the cock head remained inside my hot hole, his powerful muscles flexed and hammered the cock back into my throbbing cunt.Rhett had been fucking me like this… rapid, hard, driving thrusts to the bottom of my gushing cunt… for so long that my pussy and clitoris were now contracting and pulsing repeatedly and uncontrollably.The other pair of hands that reached around my shoulders to capture my tits were also driving me wild. Fingers held both of my swollen nipples, twisting and pulling them every time the thick male shaft plunged into my throbbing cunt.The men had me naked with my legs high in the air and spread wide. My feet were jerking back and forth in the air, essentially, uncontrollably. Each time I felt the hard thud of the cock head against my womb, the scr****g against my dancing clit, and the delicious pulling on my nipples, my toes automatically curled back causing the heels of my feet to elevate. I could only take a half dozen such strokes before another orgasm would intensify the contractions of my vagina and clitoris.”OH FUCK ME! KEEP FUCKING ME! AAAHHH… SHIT… SHIT… YOU’RE MAKING ME CUMMMMMMMM AGAIN… OOOOHHHHHHHHH!!”The smaller, 6-inch cock inside my ass continued to slide in and out of my gaping rear hole, alternating inward strokes with the more powerful thrusts of the male organ using my pussy. With our combined weights on him, Keith’s ability to fuck my ass the way he wanted was restricted. It was tough on him, but I loved it… both cock hammering me… stretching me… fucking me.”aaaahhh… aaahhhh… aaaahhhhh… FUCK ME YOU HOT BASTARDS. FUCK MY CUNT! FUCK MY ASS! GIVE IT TO ME!” I heard myself screaming.”I can’t hold it!” Rhett screamed. “She’s too fucking hot.”Although I couldn’t feel his cum spewing into me, I certainly did feel the intense contractions of his deeply embedded prick and the hard short strokes he pounded into me as he emptied his balls into my waiting pussy.”Get off her, Rhett. Give me some room to fuck her ass harder,” Keith demanded.Being very considerate of his friend, Rhett withdrew his semi-hard rod from my still-throbbing vagina and moved up to my mouth indicating that I needed to suck him clean. With Rhett’s weight gone, Keith moved his hands to my ass to adjust my position to give himself the best fucking angle. I helped my putting my feet on his thighs to elevate my hole into position for him. A moment later, Rhett’s cock entered my mouth, and Keith began fucking my ass like wild stallion. Ten minutes, and several hundred hard fuck strokes later, Keith’s huge load was being pumped into my bowels.————————–By 8:30 PM, Rhett and Keith had both fucked me three times, and I was exhausted. Being the considerate studs they were, they left and let me get some sleep so I could go to work Monday morning.Before turning in, I took a quick shower to remove most of the dried sweat, cum, and cuntal secretions from my body. Afterwards, I douched and then soaked in the whirlpool bath for a half hour. As the water swirled soothingly around my tired body, I couldn’t help but smile at the drastic change in my sex life this weekend.Prior to Saturday morning, I had gotten one, two-stroke fucking from my husband in the previous 23 days. Since Saturday morning, Martin had plowed my pussy through three delicious fuckings that afternoon, and then that afternoon, Ross Elder had pumped two more huge loads of semen into my hungry pussy.Still hungry for more, I had called Brent Faxon on his cell phone and asked if he could get away for the evening to have a late dinner with me and then pleasure my pussy for dessert. During dinner, the randy stud wouldn’t stop playing with my clit and pussy at the table. I had already cum twice before he got me into my hotel room where he spent three hours screwing everyone of my holes. When he left around midnight, I had one load of cum in my pussy, another in my ass, and a third sloshing around in my stomach.Sunday morning, Martin brought me breakfast in bed. As I had ordered enough for two, we enjoyed the food together. Afterwards, he nailed my ass into the mattress twice more.I had taken a short nap before showering and doing my hair and make up. When I thought I looked good, I called Larry Eastwood. That afternoon, Larry forgot all about hammering a golf ball toward the hole with his big driver, and concentrated on hammering his balls toward my hole using a different kind of big driver. He successfully sank three loads into the hole, but the stroke score he required to achieve the feat was well over five hundred.And of course, then there was Rhett and Keith, my two other darling college students working so hard to get through college and being willing to sacrifice their time, energy, and manly juices to do so. This evening, for example, they had had to put in over three hours of hard work and each sacrifice their juices three times. I laughed just thinking about it.Mentally, I totaled up the count. I had a hard time believing it, so I went through it again. The totals were the same. I had been laid by six different men, one on two different occasions, who had fucked me 19 times in just two days. I felt like a total depraved slutty whore. I absolutely loved it!———————–Even though I had fallen into a deep sleep at 9 PM, I was still an hour late for work on Monday morning. Dan Tollman, my boss, was not a happy camper. He hated employees who are late, particularly when the employee is his personal secretary whom he needs to get his job done efficiently.He opened his mouth to let me know his displeasure in no uncertain terms, but his impending tirade died on his lips when he took a second look at the way I was dressed. Dan had been hitting on me for months, but I had always politely, but firmly, turned him down. To emphasize my position, I wore only very proper and conservative business-type clothes to work. This morning, for the first time, I was dressed hot and, some people might say, slutty. Why not? After all, I was single until next Saturday morning.The white dress I had worn had two spaghetti straps over the shoulders, a low-cut, V neckline that let Dan seen a reasonable, but not totally obscene, portion of my breasts, and a hemline that was about six inches or so above my knees. I wore platform shoes, not slutty, but not conservative either.The thing that stopped his tirade, however, was not so much the dress, but the way I was sitting in front on the couch in his office. With my legs crossed and my knees high, the entire expanse of my thigh was on display. To provide a little more viewing pleasure for my randy boss, I was also leaning forward enough to allow the bodice of the dress to fall away and increase the extent of exposure of my breasts.”Yes, Mr. Tollman? You were saying?” I smiled warmly.”Eh.. I don’t know. I’ve forgotten. You really look wonderful this morning, Rita. I hope this is the new look for the office.””I might be, Mr. Tollman. It could be.”Dan Tollman did not become General Manager of a large and profitable firm by being obsequious and non-aggressive. He came straight to the point. “Does this new look mean what I think it means, Rita?”I was equally direct, which I saw pleased him. “Yes. It does. I’ve decided that it’s ridiculous for me to dress like a nun just because I work for a virile, attractive boss.””Every time for months that I’ve asked you out, you’ve reminded me that you’re married. I see you still have on your wedding ring, so I presume you’re still married. What about your husband, Phil? Has that situation changed?””Possibly. I’m not sure yet. Phil hasn’t been… how should I put this… Phil hasn’t been meeting his bedroom responsibilities so we’re having a short trial separation. Next week and the week after that, we’ll be trying something different, but at least for this week, we’re effectively separated.””So, at least for the remainder of this week, you’re single and available?”I nodded and smiled seductively, pulling my dress slightly higher on my thighs.”In that case, may I suggest we take the afternoon off, have a late lunch on my yacht, and enjoy ourselves afterwards?””Sounds wonderful. Should I change? Bring a bathing suit?””No. You’re not going to wearing anything most of the time anyway.””Mmmmmmmm…” Tollman saw me pressing my thighs together.”Women have a big advantage in being able to do that.”I knew very well what he talking about, but I pretended ignorance. “Do what?””Being able to press your thighs together and pleasure yourself in public without anyone knowing. Men can’t do that.””Without anyone knowing? You knew.””I’m not most men.””No. You aren’t. Not even close.” I pressed my thighs together again as he watched.”I’m going to fuck you this afternoon on the boat… many times. But first, I’m going to fuck you right now, on that couch you’re sitting on. And for the rest of this week, you can count on being fucked on that couch every day.””I know. Does it bother you that I’m married?””Bother me? It excites me. I love fucking another man’s wife. They’re the hottest. Does it bother you that I’m divorced?”Unzipping my dress, I let it fall to the floor around my feet as I replied, “No. I haven’t been fucked by a divorced man before. I’m sure I’ll love it.””My god, you’re gorgeous, Rita. Just unbelievable. I’ve waited for months to see you naked. Take off the bra and panties.”As I unhooked my bra, Dan locked the door to his office and turned on the sign outside that I knew said, “Back in 30 minutes”. He was removing his shirt and trousers while I stood with my hands on my hips wearing nothing but panties and platform heels. Even before he slipped off his shorts, I could see the rigid erection, standing nearly straight up with intense desire for my pussy. It was about six and a half inches and reasonably thick. I had no doubt that it was going to make my pussy cum and cum hard.”Your tits are incredible! Are you shaved or natural?””I’m shaved but with a little ‘landing strip’ of bush right above my clit.”His cock jerked upward at my description of my cunt. “Take off your panties. casino oyna Let me see it.”When my panties were lying on the floor, Dan couldn’t keep his hand off his raging cock. “Lie down. Spread your legs wide so I can see all of you, Rita.”Lying on the leather couch, I rested my weight on one arm with my left heel planted on the couch’s surface, the other one far to the side on the floor. With one knee steepled, I was spread wide open for him. “This what you’ve been wanting to see for the last six months, Honey?””Oh fuck YES! Your ass! Turn over onto your knees. Show me that awesome ass!”I followed instructions and arched my ass high when I was in position. He wasn’t satisfied. “Spread your knees wider, Rita. So I can see your hot cunt and clit.”I moved my knees three feet apart, lowered my head, and thrust my ass as high as possible. I expected him to mount me immediately, and he did! With his feet outside my thighs on the couch, he rose over me, aligned his rigid cock, and spiked it dead center into my cunt hole on the first thrust. Five inches of prick sank into me. A loud moan of female pleasure filled the room. When he heard it, I felt his cock swell and throb inside my pussy.Holding my hips, Dan hammered his rigid cock all the way into me until his balls were slapping against my clit on every stroke. After a half dozen hard fuck strokes, I was grunting every time he planted it deep. His masculine grunts of naked lust mixed with my softer female sighs of intense pleasure.We were both too hot for the first fucking to last long and it didn’t. I could feel his organ expanding and jerking wildly inside my pussy. A moment later, Dan moaned. “Ohhh shit… I can’t stop… can’t stop! You’re just too damn hot!””Don’t stop!” I hissed at him. “Shoot it. Cream my cunt, Dan. Pump me full of your hot cum. I’ll suck your cock hard again in no time. CUM IN MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE… NOW!”He did! His cock throbbed as his buttocks clenched hard. A massive gush of semen fired from his sex gun to pool deep inside my vagina. His cock jerked again sending a second thick stream of cum into my now contracting hole. Again and again, his prick pumped and jerked as jet after jet of sperm and semen emptied into me. Even before his cock was shooting blanks, the load was already running out of my overflowing hole and down my thighs.”My god, Dan. What a load! I’ve never had that much cum pumped into me in one fucking before. I’m not sure one pill today will be enough to keep you from knocking me up.”His body had collapsed on top of my back. His chest was heaving from the exertion of the fierce fucking he had just given me. When he got his breath back, he said, “That’s what happens, Honey, when you keep a man hot as hell and hard for your pussy for six months before you let him fuck you.””Mmmmmmmm… Love that. Wanna fuck me again, Honey?””Of course, but you’ll have give a little time. I’m shot down right now.””Take all the time you want, Lover. I’ll just suck on this hot cock that just made me explode while I wait.”In less than five minutes, Dan had my head against the wall as he stood on the couch and mouth fucked his rigid rod in and out of my mouth. All of it was sliding into my throat on every thrust.When he was fully hard, he pulled out and sat down on the couch. Like a good boss, he gave me a very clear, short and succinct command. “MOUNT!”I got on him with my back against his chest so he could reach around and have easy access to my tits. Holding his throbbing cock with one hand, I carefully fitted the big head into my opening and then let my ass drop. He slid into my cum-filled vagina easily and fully. I jacked my legs up, put them on his thighs, and began to fuck my cunt up and down his iron-hard rod.After a bit, he took hold of my hips and began to power his cock into me with the fury of a man who had been long-denied access to my cunt. As he rammed himself in and out of me with hard, driving thrusts, he growled,”Take it, Bitch!… LIKE THAT! … AND THAT! … AND THAT! AND THAT!”I was howling each time he rammed his cock into the bottom of my pussy. He had my tits bouncing wildly in time to his hard thrusts into my hole.”DO YOU LIKE THIS COCK FUCKING YOU, RITA? LIKE THIS!! LIKE THIS!! ALL THE WAY IN… LIKE THIS!!””UUNNGGHH!! UUGGHH! OOOHHH GOD!! UNNGGHH! FUCK! FUCK IT! FUCK MY CUNT, DAN!! I LOVE IT! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE!!””I’m going to give it to like this every day from now on.””Oh yes… everyday… fucking me… like this… big cum loads in me… every day… shoot it, Dan. Fuck the load into me!!”My boss flipped me onto my back, shoved my legs high to make my cunt hole a perfect target, and then scored a bulls eye with his first thrust. I grunted as the cock charged into my cunt. Five minutes later, a second huge cum load was running out my widely stretched vagina.————————–That afternoon on Dan’s yacht, I wore a white bikini, and didn’t manage to even get through lunch before my bra was lying on the deck. By the time we had finished dessert, he had me stark naked.The large yacht had several crew members who took care of it when in port and who handled the large boat on the water. Occasionally, one of them would watch Dan working on me, but for the most part, they ignored us. At first, that surprised me until I realized that they were all accustomed to Dan bringing hot sluts aboard and fucking them. This time, I was the hot slut who was going to be fucked.Before the cruise was over, Dan had fucked me in almost every location on the boat and in positions I had never before experienced. In one, he was leaning backwards over the railing with my leg on his shoulder as I stood on one foot with his cock pumping in and out of my wide open cunt.After an hour or so, Dan put his first load into me while I was bent over the railing, naked, and looking down at the water racing by the yacht’s keel.While he recovered, he paraded me around the boat making certain that every crew member got an eyeful of the ass, tits, and cunt on his newest hot slut. I knew I should have been angry and mortified; instead, it made me hot for his cock again.I realized he knew it was exciting me to be exhibited in front of the crew when he got me on in a lounge chair right in front of the helm where one crew member was staring right between my open thighs from a few feet away while Dan finger fucked me to an intense orgasm. While my pussy was still contracting and throbbing in the throes of my orgasm, he mounted me and thrust his cock into my cunt while the man at the helm watched.As the yacht approached the dock at the end of the cruise, I was surprised that while Dan had gotten me off several times during the afternoon, he hadn’t cum in me a second time. I should have realized what he was planning.When we were within hailing distance of the dock, he put me on my back in a captain’s chair, held my legs at the ankles, high and wide open, and proceeded to fuck the shit out of me while the crew and some of the dock workers watched. He emptied his balls into me just at the mooring lines of yacht were secured to the dock.————————It was 9 PM before I got back to my hotel room thoroughly exhausted. I stripped, took a quick shower and was about to crawl into bed, when there was a knock on my door. Peeking through the viewing hole, I saw Keith standing there with a tray of small, triangularly cut sandwiches and coffee.”Just a moment,” I called.Quickly, I pulled my nightshirt over my head to cover my nakedness and opened the door. Keith’s eyes roamed over my legs that were almost totally exposed by the short nightshirt.”I thought you might be hungry for some sandwiches and coffee before turning in, Rita.”I grinned at the young student. “Sure you did, Honey. Thank you. Why don’t you just set the tray on the far side of the bed.”He was puzzled. “You want the tray on the bed instead of the table?””Yes, please. On the far side of the bed in the middle.” He put it where I had asked, and I said, “That’s good. Thank you.”At 19 or 20 years of age, Keith was not yet experienced enough with women to know exactly how to proceed… so I helped him out. I got on the bed sideways, on my knees with my bare feet just over the edge, and bent over so that the sandwiches were right in front of me. With my head close to the bed, I started eating one of the sandwiches. Looking back over my shoulder at Keith, I smiled seductively and said, “Well?”In less than 30 seconds, Keith was naked from the waist down, my nightshirt was up over my back, and his cock was nailing my pussy with hard determined strokes. I dropped my head into the middle of sandwich tray and groaned as the young stud pleasured my throbbing cunt.=================================Divorce Trial: Rita Meets GloriaIt was Thursday afternoon with little more than a day and half to go on the divorce trial period. When the period had begun, I knew that I was going to have a lot more sex than I had been having with Phil, but I had not imagined that it would be as much as it had been.Since the previous Saturday while I was relaxing in the whirlpool bath, I had been keeping a list of names and number of times I had gotten it. There were now nine different names on the list. In addition to Martin, Ross Elder, Brent Faxon, Larry Eastman, Keith and Rhett, I had now added Dan Tollman, Mario Horm, and another bellhop, a black guy who told me his name was Jack.Mario Horm was a sales rep who had been hitting on me every time he visited. So on Wednesday, I asked him if he was all talk or did he ever do anything other than flirt and talk sexy. He spent the night with me in my hotel room, and after he had given me four intense fuckings, he asked me if I still thought he was all talk. All I could do was groan, curl up in a ball, and hope the randy stud would let me rest before screwing me again. He did allow me sleep until around 3 AM when he woke me out of a sound sleep and fucked me again… cunt and ass. Before he left in the morning, I got it in my cunt one more time. As he was about to leave, he told me his next visit was in two weeks.Dan had screwed me three times on Monday and had had me at least once everyday since then. Rhett stopped by for a quickie after work around 5 PM on Tuesday evening, and later that same evening I became acquainted with Jack’s big black dick. When I added up the number of times I had been laid in the six days since Saturday, the total was 37.One thing did surprise me a great deal. I had assumed that Phil would be spying on me, following me when I left the office… that sort of thing. So I had watched carefully, but as far as I could determine, he had not been around at all. Nor had he ever called me on my cell phone. I knew that I had told him to stay away… that we were divorced… but I really didn’t think he would be able to do it.Around 3 PM Thursday afternoon, I told Dan I was taking off early. He said fine. It’s really amazing how cooperative a boss becomes when he’s getting into your pussy regularly.Since Phil didn’t get off work until 5 PM and wouldn’t be home until at least 5:30 PM, I figured I had over two hours to snoop around our house to see if I could determine what he had been doing during the first six days of the “divorce”.As I expected, his car was not in the driveway or garage when I arrived. Without a thought, I opened the front door and walked inside, only to be confronted by a naked, drop-dead gorgeous, blonde woman around 30.”Who the hell are you?” I demanded to know.The ravishing beauty smiled and said, “I guess you must be Rita. Hi. I’m Gloria. But what are you doing here? Phil said you had demanded that the two of you stay completely apart for the entire week… no contact… no calls… nothing. So, why are you here?”I was acutely embarrassed to be caught red-handed, so to speak. I struggled to find an excuse for my presence, but couldn’t come up with anything. I just stood there, silent.”Ah! I see,” Gloria said. “You couldn’t stand the heat of your own rules. So you sneaked over here while Phil’s at work to see if you could find out what he’s been doing… right?”All I could do was nod as my face flamed red with embarrassment.”Well, I guess you’ve got your answer.” Gloria remarked. “Want a glass of wine? There’s a really excellent German Auslese in the fridge. We just opened it last night. Want a glass?”I still couldn’t speak. Finally, Gloria shrugged, went to the kitchen and returned with two glasses of wine. She handed me one and said, “Would you like to chat a bit before you rush off?”It took me a full ten minutes before I recovered sufficiently to speak. “I’m so embarrassed I don’t know what to say.””Don’t worry. I’m not going to tell Phil that you broke your own rules. So you can relax. But you’d better leave before 4:30. He’s been coming home as early as he can.””Why are you naked,” I stammered like a school girl.”Phil’s had my clothes locked up since last Saturday night. When we go out to eat or something, he lets me wear one of your outfits since I just have the one outfit that I wore Saturday night. Of course, I’m not permitted to wear panties or a bra. Just the dress or skirt and blouse along with my heels.””But why? I don’t understand? Is he keeping you captive? Why don’t you call the police or leave after he goes to work?””Of course you don’t understand. I like being naked for him, and he likes having me naked. It keeps me hot and wet and it keeps him hard as iron. When we’re on the way home from dinner or when we’ve gone out to dance, Phil orders me to get naked as soon as we’re in the car. Most of the time, we don’t make it all the way home before we’re fucking somewhere.”Who else besides you has he been with? Or do you know?””I’m the only one. Last Monday morning, I told Phil that I know a couple of nice looking women who are bi and who love threesomes with another woman and a man. I asked him if he would like for me to set up a party for that evening. He didn’t hesitate. His answer was ‘no’. He said that he wanted me, if I didn’t mind.””Well, let me tell you, Rita. That answer just kept me wet and hot all day long. I couldn’t stop masturbating thinking about Phil fucking me. Frankly, I think you are either out of your mind or you’re a candidate for the dumbest woman on the planet.””This is ridiculous! Phil can’t even get it up. He went 23 days without fucking me before I set up this divorce trial. We are talking about the same man, aren’t we? Phillip Erickson?””I know. He told me all those details. He even told me about his miserable failure the night before you left for the “divorce” trial.”I was at a total loss as to what to say. With nothing to more to say, I just nodded and walked to the door. At the door, I paused and said, “Thank you for not telling Phil about my being here.”Gloria smiled and nodded.”Can I ask you one personal question before I leave? You don’t have to answer if you prefer not to.””Go ahead. I’m the one who’s naked here, not you.””How often is my husband … eh… how often… you know.””You want to know how often Phil is fucking me?””Yes, if you don’t mind telling me.””I’d love to tell you! In the six days I’ve been with him, he’s fucked me 29 times and tonight isn’t over yet. He’ll be here in about 20 minutes. 25 minutes from now, I will have been fucked 30 times. Drive carefully, Rita.”——————————-Friday was a repeat of the previous days of the week. Tollman fulfilled one of his fantasies Friday morning by fucking me on his desk with my ass hanging over the edge and my legs high over my head. That afternoon, he took care of the second half of his fantasy by having me bend over his desk.Since Friday night was to be the last day of our one-week divorce trial, I decided to make it a wild evening. After dressing like a hooker, I went to the “Night Life”, which was rumored to be one of the best pick-up clubs in the city. The way I was dressed, it didn’t more than 15 minutes before three guys were sitting at my table with me taking turns dancing with each of them.Each time I was taken out onto the dance floor, the guy’s hands took more and more liberties with no objections from me, of course. Eventually, every guy was getting his hands under my skirt and into my panties.By 11 PM, we had stopped dancing and had moved to a booth along the back wall where the three men promptly divested me of my panties as well as my bra. When I lost my panties, I naturally had to lift my ass off the seat so the guy could get them off. The man beside me had seized the opportunity to pull my short skirt up around my hips leaving me naked from the waist down.After much fondling and caressing of my thighs and pussy, the guy across from me slid beneath the table and pulled my hips forward so that my ass was half off the seat. The position gave him complete access to my pussy. Five minutes later, my back was arched, my head throw back, and my mouth wide open as the tongue on my clitoris was making me cum repeatedly.Toward midnight, they took me out to their van and spent another two hours taking turns fucking me.====================================Cuckdom and Role-Reversal Trial: ThreesomePromptly at 9 PM, Saturday morning, Rita entered her house. Phil was waiting for her in the den.”Hello, Rita. I see you’re right on time.””I usually am. My suitcases are all in the car. How about helping me get them into the bedroom?””No problem.”It took about 15 minutes for Phil to carry every thing into the bedroom and another 30 minutes for Rita and Phil to hang up all her clothes, put the lingerie into the drawers, and throw the dirty clothes into the clothes hamper. When they were finished, Rita asked, “Have you had breakfast yet?””No. I decided to wait for you. Have you already eaten?””No. I’ll go fix us some breakfast. How about pancakes, bacon, and coffee?””Sounds good.”When Rita had busied herself in the kitchen, Phil went back into the bedroom and pulled all the dirty clothes out of the clothes hamper. Going through all the items one-by-one, he tossed the panties to one side and put the rest of the clothes back into the hamper.She had been gone seven days so normally there would be 7 to 10 pair in the clothes to be washed. Instead, he counted 22 pair. When he checked the crotch of each pair, he found every single pair to be stained not only with his wife’s copious cuntal secretions, but also with dried semen that formed a stiff crust. Since Rita had placed over a dozen pair of panties back into her dresser drawer, it was clear that she had had the laundry done while she was away. So, she had been fucked a minimum of 22 times during the week and probably significantly more than that.Phil was not the least bit surprised. He did wonder how many different cocks had helped soil all her panties.———————Over breakfast, Rita asked, “Well, how was your week of being divorced?””We agreed that we would ask no questions, remember.””True, but I’ve reconsidered. I think it would help us make the decision if we could each ask a couple of questions and get truthful answers.””All right. This whole thing was your idea, your show, and your rules. So, if you want to change some of your rules, I have no objections. I do have a request once we finish the discussion about our week of being ‘divorced’.””Do you want to go first or shall I?””As I say, it’s your show and your rules. So, you get the honors.””Ok. First question: How many different women did you sleep with last week?””One.””We’re supposed to tell the truth here. Is that the truth?””Yes. I have only rarely lied to you. I’m not lying now. I had one woman during the last week. That’s all.””Fair enough. I do believe you. How many times did you fuck her?””I didn’t count… several times a day usually. So as a guess, I’d say maybe 25 times.” I could see the shock on my wife’s face.”Did you have erection problems getting it up that much?””No, I didn’t. She kept me hard most of the time.””Was she that much better than me?””Not really, but she was supportive and considerate instead of critical as you tend to be on occasion.”Rita lapsed into silence. After a bit, I asked, “Is it my turn now?””Yeah. Go ahead.””Did you enjoy your week of being divorced?””Oh yes! I loved it.””I’m glad. It’s nice to see you happy instead of sad and angry.”When I returned to eating breakfast and asked no further questions, Rita asked another one: “Aren’t you going to ask me about the sex I had?”I laid down my fork and with a smile said, “Rita, you’re one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever known. You’re also the most highly sexed, lusty, and aggressive woman I’ve ever known. With seven days and no strings to hold you back, I know you were probably fucked by many, many men… many, many times. I don’t have to ask. The exact numbers aren’t important.””Are you jealous? Hurt?””Yes. A lot. To both questions.”We finished breakfast without further discussion.——————–Later that morning, Rita announced that it was time to begin my week as a cuck.”Before we start, I’ve got one request and one question. You gave me permission to do this earlier.””I remember. Go ahead. What’s the request?””I think ‘cuckdom’ and ‘role-reversal’ are essentially the same thing. As a cuck, you can see anyone you choose while you make me watch or stay home or whatever. In role-reversal, you’ve said you’re in complete charge of what we do sexually, so you could do the same thing there as when I’m a cuck. So, I request we combine the ‘cuckdom trial’ and the ‘role-reversal trial’ into a single, one-week trial period, and be done with all of this.”To my surprise, Rita nodded and agreed by saying, “I think you’re right. So let’s do that. This next week will be a combined trial of both you as a cuck and role-reversal. Now you said you also had a question. What is it?””You’ve said you love me. Can we just forget this whole thing and go back to being husband and wife with me doing every thing I can to be the kind of husband you want?”Now Rita was silent for an extended period… so long in fact that I wondered if she had forgotten my question. Finally, she said, “I’m sorry, Phil. A year ago that would have been fine, but after this last year, I’m not willing to risk another ‘sexual desert’ situation. We either have to divorce or find a life style in which I’m certain that my sexual needs will be satisfied, either by you or others or both. So that being the situation, are you willing to continue with this next trial period?””Yes,” I replied defeated.”Fine. From this moment forward then, for one week, I’m in charge. Agreed?””Yeah. You’re in charge.””Tonight, we’ll be eating out, as we will most evenings of this coming week. I don’t want to waste any time cooking in the kitchen. After that, we’re going to the “Night Life” Club where I will let a man of my choice pick me up. We’ll bring him home with us, and whatever happens after that, you will watch and assist if needed. If you do anything… say anything… that suggests you’re unhappy with what’s happening, the trial is over, and we’ll proceed with divorce proceedings. Understand?””I understand. I would like to ask that you refrain from constantly threatening me. You’ve made your point. It isn’t necessary for you to continue to humiliate me.””You’re right. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. I promise, it won’t happen again.”———————–When we left the house that evening, Rita was dressed in a low cut blouse, a pink and red bra, mini skirt, hose… plus make up. She looked ravishing. Vibrant and damned sexy. When she leaned forward I could see her large brown nipples clearly.”I doubt that you’ll have much trouble finding a lover at the ‘Night Life Club’ dressed like that. Almost all of your tits are showing. Are you wearing panties?”Rita just grinned at me and walked out of the house to our car. Dinner was good, but all I could think about was the upcoming evening. As hot and as wild as my wife was, I realized that I had never seen her having sex with another man. I had little doubt that that would change this evening. The thought was just overwhelming my senses.As soon as we entered the club, a half dozen men turned to look at the hot piece holding my arm. The fact that the woman was my wife was clearly not a matter that caused them any concern. “Well, why should it?” I thought. “The way she’s dressed makes it obvious that she’s trolling for cock.”Several men asked my wife to dance over the next half hour, most of them taking the lead from my wife and ignoring me. However, she turned them all down. That all changed when a very muscular, virile-looking man around 25 or so came up to the table. He was already a sexy stud, but his shaven, bald head gave him an even greater masculine look. He didn’t really ask my wife to dance, he just held out his hand and said, “Dance.” It was more of a statement than a question.Rita rose and followed him out onto the dance floor appearing to be almost hypnotized by his erotic appeal. As soon as he had her on the dance floor, his hands moved to her ass and pulled her body hard against his own.Surprisingly I thought, he was a good dancer. He moved my wife smoothly around the dance floor with his hand doing as much moving over her ass as his feet were doing over the floor. The lighting on the dance was reasonably good, and I could see Rita’s tight, full ass moving, thrusting slowly against the stud … obviously against the stud’s hard cock. As I watched her hunching her pussy against it, I saw her stiffen and hug the guy tightly as she stood on her tiptoes humping up and down on the full length of his erection.I was stunned. “My god, she just came right there on the dance floor,” I whispered aloud to no one but myself.The stud stopped moving momentarily to allow my wife’s climax to subside. When he again began to dance, Rita had her pussy pressed tightly into the guy’s now raging cock. Even though she had already gotten off, she obviously wanted to feel his cock thrusting… driving against her. I watched my wife’s legs move between his and then his between hers with each dance step.When the song ended, Rita led the guy over toward our table, her arm around his waist, his around hers. I saw the glazed look on my wife’s face. She always had that look when she was about to be laid. If that wasn’t enough of a clue, I could see that nipples were hard and erect. When her eyes met mine, I could see the naked, raw lust in them.”Phil, this is Jim. We’re going outside for some fresh air. You’re to stay here and make certain no one gets our table. We’ll be back later.” Jim gave me a derisive laugh as he led my wife outside.They were gone over a half hour. When they returned, my wife’s hair was mussed and her make up smeared. Looking at her blouse, I noticed that she had not managed to get the buttons lined up properly with the holes when she had rebuttoned it in the dark. I could see the top of her bra so either she had managed to get it back on or Jim had just pulled it down rather than take it off. If she had worn panties, I doubted seriously that she still had them on.Since Jim was still holding her tightly, I figured that he had not yet fucked my wife. She had probably told him to wait until we got home so she could make me watch. But then maybe he had fucked her once, but still wanted to put several more loads into her later in the evening. I wanted to ask, but was too embarrassed to do so.”Pay the bills, Phil. Ours and Jim’s. We’ll be in our car waiting. Hurry up. Jim’s very anxious to fuck me properly.”I was cursing under my breath as I paid both bills. The humiliation of having to pay the stud’s bill while he was busy fucking my wife was just overwhelming. I had known that this week was going to be bad, but tonight was beyond anything I had imagined.When I reached our car, I saw that Jim had my wife in the back seat stretched out on the seat. Her blouse was open, bra was pulled down, and the stud was sucking her nipples, first one… then the other… back and forth until she was moaning and arching her back off the seat. Before backing out of the parking lot, I spent several minutes watching them.With her back arched to thrust her tits into Jim’s mouth, Rita’s eyes were clenched shut, her tongue out flicking over her top lip. Jim shifted his position and moved his hand up my wife’s skirt to her pussy. I knew exactly when it reached its target. Rita’s ass arched high off the seat, her hips pounding wildly against the fingers fucking in and out of her throbbing vagina.With her nipples in his mouth and her cunt impaled on his fingers, the only parts of my wife’s body that were touching the seat were her shoulders and her heels. In between, her body was a huge arc that thrust both her cunt and tits high in the air.As I drove out of the parking lot, Rita was screeching in orgasm. I lowered all the windows so all the men we passed could hear her howling. Before we reached our house, she was babbling. By my count, she had had five orgasms during the trip.While I was parking the car in the driveway, Jim and my wife went on into the house. I half expected to find him fucking her when I entered, but apparently, she wanted me there to see it. Presumably so I would see how a “real man” fucks her.When I walked into our den, Jim had my wife standing beside the couch kissing her. Rita broke the kiss momentarily and motioned for me to sit down in the chair opposite the couch. When she had me seated to her satisfaction, her lips returned to Jim’s.Slowly the stud began to strip my wife. First, he removed her blouse leaving her in nothing but pink bra, mini-skirt, and maybe panties. I still didn’t know if she was wearing panties or not. That fact that this stranger knew all about my wife’s panties while I did not set my teeth on edge.Rita’s bra was the next to go. Jim removed it in stages. It was becoming increasingly obvious to me that this stud must have fucked a hundred or more women as every thing he was doing to my wife was bringing moans of excitement and pleasure from her.Before removing her bra completely, he moved behind my wife, and pulled it down releasing both of her big globes. Immediately, his hands moved around her body and cupped both large melons. As his fingers twisted and pulled her nipples, Rita’s hips began hunch motions against the cock that was now pressing urgently into the crease of her ass.Turning to me, the stud grinned and said, “Mind if I take off your wife’s bra so her big tits can swing and bounce freely?”When I didn’t answer, Rita growled, “What’s the matter with you, Phil? Tell the sexy stud to take off my bra. I want my tits naked. Tell him!””Take off her bra, Jim. Get her big tits naked and bouncing,” I repeated obediently.With one flick of his fingers, he unhooked the bra and pulled it away from her body, dropping it casually onto the floor. Rita’s big brown nipples were hard, erect, and somewhat swollen from his earlier breast play.”How about your wife’s skirt, Phil? Should I take it off so we can have a look at her cunt?””Yeah. Take it off. I want to see the slut’s cunt too.”Rita flashed me warning glance not to be so aggressive or else. “I’m sorry… didn’t mean it like that. Please, take off my wife’s skirt.””Glad to, Man. canlı casino siteleri Glad to!” With one motion he unzipped my wife’s skirt and let it fall to the floor. The one good thing about watching Jim stripping my wife was that I now knew that she was still wearing panties.”How about her panties? Hard to see her fuck hole if we let her keep the panties on. If you want me to have a good look at her fuck hole, Man, I gotta take off her fucking panties.””Oh yes… take off her fucking panties.”Jim knelt in front of my wife and slowly drew the sodden panties over her ass and down her thighs. When they were around her feet, she leaned over, picked them up, and handed them to me.”Phil, take my panties into the bedroom and put them in the clothes hamper. Jim’s not going to permit your wife to wear panties any more tonight, are you Jim?””No way, Baby. NO WAY! That hot cunt and ass stay naked from now on.”As I walked from the room holding my wife’s soaking wet panties, my wife had another errand for me. “Phil, while you’re in the bedroom putting my panties into the clothes hamper, get the astroglide out of the bathroom cabinet and bring back here. Jim’s big cock is gonna have to be lubed before he’s going to be able to get up my cunt and even more so when he gets ready to ass fuck your wife.”When I returned with the astroglide, my wife was on her knees sucking Jim’s huge 9-plus inch cock. Actually, fucking my wife’s mouth would be a more accurate description. She was taking about 6 inches of meat down her throat on each thrust, grunting and moaning each time the head sank down into her throat.”I’m boiling, Honey,” Rita moaned to her lover. “I need your cock in me … Now! Please fuck me!” And then to me, “Phil come over here and lube up Jim’s cock so he can fuck me.”As I squirted the lube over the big throbbing shaft, I felt like I might throw up. There might have been a time in my life when I felt more mortified than now, but if so, I have no recollection of it.”That’s the way, Phil. That’s a fine job. Now be a dear, and rub the lube into his cock. Just slide your hand up and down Jim’s cock and spread the lube all over and rub it in really good.”I became even more mortified when my wife made me effectively jack the guy off to get him ready to fuck her.At this point, Jim took over control of my wife. “Get your hot ass over to that desk, Baby. Sit in the chair and spread wide open. I wanna see the hot holes I’m gonna be fucking.”Rita obeyed very quickly and was soon spread wide open while sitting on the small desk chair. Jim wasn’t satisfied. “I can’t see your fuck hole good enough. Get up on the desk and show it to me, Bitch. Phil go over there and open up your wife’s fuck hole for me.”Rita was climbing onto the desk as I moved beside her. She spread her legs and ordered me spread her cunt lips open. After I had opened her wide, she pushed me away and told me get back in my chair, watch carefully, and learn something.”On the couch, Rita. On your side. Gonna fuck you from the rear like a bitch in heat. Are you a bitch in heat, Baby?””Oh fuck yes! A hot Bitch in heat. Fuck my hot cunt, Jim.”I watched my wife pushing her ass back against Jim’s sex spike. A moment later it pushed inside her vagina and slid smoothly into her inner depths.”OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK! WHAT A COCK! THAT JUST FEELS FANTASTIC, HONEY. FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF MEEEEEEEE!””Oh my God, Jim. You’re just fucking huge! Stick me harder, Baby. Stick my married fuck hole with that spike, Lover.”Jim slowly pressed all 9 inches into my wife’s hot cunt as she thrust her ass back against him. When it was fully seated, she wailed, “Oh, Honey, it is so big… oh shit your killing me… oh yes… give it all to me… I want it…”Jim continued to hammer my wife’s fuck hole until she was screaming in orgasm. Her orgasm was the cue for him to pull her naked body on top of his and order her to ride his cock, which she did with wild howls of ecstasy. Holding Rita’s hips, Jim slammed his rod in and out of my wife’s contracting, throbbing cunt. She came again.Finally he gave her a choice. “How do you want it, Slut. Tell me.””Tell him Phil… tell him how he should fuck me next… tell him to make me cum so you can watch and learn something.””Fuck her doggy, Jim. That’s her favorite position.”Turning her onto hands and knees, Jim rammed his meat into her upturned hole and shoved in all nine inches. Rita screamed when she felt the big cock head slug into the bottom of her pussy.”Oh god! Look at his cock, Phil. Look how deep he has it in your wife’s hot cunt. He’s fucking the shit out of meeeeeeeeeeeeeee… aaaahhhhhhhhhhh fuckkk it… fuckkk it… fuckkk it…” she babbled continuously.”Get your clothes off, Phil. NOW! Take out your cock! TAKE IT OUT. JACK IT OFF! JACK OFF AND CUM YOUR LOAD ON THE FLOOR WHILE JIM CUMS HIS LOAD UP YOUR WIFE’S HOT WET CUNT HOLE. DO IT!”My cock was hard and throbbing. My wife had ordered me to jack off… I had to do it. As I began stroking my meat, Jim looked over my wife’s back while he nailed his cock deep into her hot fuck hole. He sneered at the cuck jacking off while watching his wife being screwed.”Ooohhh god damn! I’m cumming, Phil. HE’S MAKING YOUR WIFE CUMMMMMMMMMM…. .FUCK ME, STUD… FUCK MEEEEEE… FUCK MEEE!”Rita came repeatedly. About her third or fourth orgasm, my load flew high into the air and landed on the floor some six feet away. Jim unloaded a moment later, but his load didn’t fall to the carpet, it exploded deep inside my wife’s cunt and filled it full.————————-Jim spent the night. Around 1 AM, Rita relegated me to the guest bedroom where I tried to sleep amid the background noise of my wife’s howls and screams, her begging him to fuck her harder… deeper, and Jim’s masculine grunts of satisfaction as he screwed my wife repeatedly filling her pussy with load after load.————————————-Cuckdom and Role-Reversal Trial: FoursomeJim left sometime during the night because when I awoke around 9 AM, Rita was alone in the master bedroom sleeping soundly. I had no doubt that she had been totally exhausted when that stud had finally been sated with her body and let her sleep.I got up, showered, and shaved. Later, in the kitchen, I prepared all the food needed to cook western omeletts and hash browns for breakfast, but decided to wait until Rita was up and about. In the meantime, I made coffee.It was nearly noon before my wife joined me looking reasonably fresh considering the hard night she had had. I started breakfast and a little after noon, we were enjoying a very late breakfast together. No one spoke.Finally, as we we having a second cup of coffee, my wife asked, “Are you Ok, Phil? Do we continue or do we stop and get a divorce?””We continue. I agreed to do this, and I don’t break my word. What do you have planned for tonight?””We’re going to another club, but this time, I’ll try to pick up a couple with whom we can swap or have a foursome… whatever.””Ok, but I have a request. You select the couple you would like to join us, and I’ll take over from that point.””Why bother with that? I’ve got a much better chance to entice them than you do.””You can easily entice the man between your legs, but if you want it to be a foursome, you have to persuade the woman. I’ve got a better chance to do that than you do unless you just happen to pick a woman who’s bi.””All right, we’ll try it your way first. If you fail, then we go to Plan B.”———————————————-“The Caves” was an upscale, erotic discotheque that had a reputation of a gathering place for swinging couples. Usually crowded on the weekends, the place was only a little more than half filled on Tuesday evening.Instead of the usual tables and booths for customers, “The Caves” provided couches and love seats with elegant glass-top coffee tables in front for holding drinks and snacks. On the weekend, the place featured live music, but during the weekdays, the music came from an excellent hi-fidelity sound system. Most of the music was chosen so as to be suitable for slow, erotic dancing.Rita and I had been sitting on one of the couches nursing our drinks for a half hour. I had dressed in essentially the same manner as I had on the night at the “Night Life Club” when I met Gloria and Al. Rita seemed more than a little startled when she saw my ruggedly virile appearance that was enhanced by my open shirt and very tight jeans.As usual, Rita was dressed to seek and destroy in a dark brown dress that didn’t cover her bra and ended a couple of inches below her ass. The bra covered less than half of her tits. Her four-inch sandals and bare legs screamed SEX! With a chill wind blowing outside, Rita was wearing a white coat, but I knew that bit of modesty would soon vanish once we were inside “The Caves”.It only took Rita 10 minutes to pick out her target for the evening, an attractive couple in their late 20’s or early 30’s who were sitting two couches away from us. The husband had been staring at her legs for the last 15 minutes as she gradually showed him more and more. At the 30-minute mark, she had her legs spread showing him her black panties.”Well, are you just going to sit there like a dummy, Phil, or do I have to go get them. You said you wanted to do it. So… do it!”I nodded and walked over to the couple. Smiling directly at the attractive brunette, I said softly, “I’m Phil Erickson. The sexy lady your husband has been staring at for the last 15 minutes is my wife, Rita. And to be perfectly honest, I’ve been staring at you for even longer than your husband has been checking out my wife. We would very much like to have you join us.”The brunette’s eyes locked on mine, but I didn’t flinch or look away. Instead, I returned her stare with a warm smile. “I haven’t been putting on the show for you that your wife has been putting on for my husband. Why have you been staring?” she asked with disarming frankness.”I have a very good imagination, and I really like what my imagination sees. We could spend an hour dancing and getting acquainted and then, if everyone is comfortable, go to our house for more intimate enjoyment.””I’m sure Chris is ready to head for your house right now for that ‘more intimate enjoyment’. Your wife has had him hard for about 20 minutes now.””I know… but that’s irrelevant. He doesn’t make the decision. You do.”Turning to her husband, she said, “Chris, why don’t you go over and get acquainted with Rita while Phil and I dance.”Chris was on his feet on the way over to my wife. I didn’t even bother to look at either of them. My eyes never left the brunette’s eyes. She stood and said simply, “Shall we?”As we moved about the dance floor with several inches separating our bodies, I asked, “Who am I dancing with?”At first, she was puzzled by my question, but then she realized that she had not yet told me her name. With a seductive smile, she said, “Don’t you think it’s more erotic to dance with someone whose name you don’t know, and just think how erotic it will be later during that ‘more intimate enjoyment’ if you don’t even know my name.”That comment was giving me an erection. “Maybe… but I would still like to know your name.”She leaned close, put her mouth next to my ear, and whispered, “It’s Sharon.” After telling me her name, she did not move back. I moved my arm further around her back and gently pressed her body close to mine. “I’m very, very pleased to meet you, Sharon.””I can tell.””I’m sorry.””I’m not.”We danced until the song ended and then stayed locked together until the next one began. As we moved about the floor, Sharon asked, “Do you and Rita do this often?””It’s my first time.””Your first time? What about your wife?” Sharon was obviously surprised by my response.”I don’t know. It might her first time with another couple, but I doubt it.””And you’re Ok with that?””No. Not really.”We danced without speaking for awhile. Then, Sharon said, “I think I should tell you that Chris is really a fast worker.””So is Rita. Are they still sitting over there?”Sharon lifted her head off my shoulder and looked. “Yeah, they are, but he’s got his hand between her thighs, and her breasts are almost out of her bra. It won’t be long. As I said, the bastard is really a fast worker.””They each think that they’re the one doing the seducing.”Sharon giggled. Then she moved back and again looked me in the eye. “I’m very glad I said yes to your invitation. Can I ask you a few very personal questions?””I would be flattered,” I replied meaning every word.”How long have you and Rita been married?””A little over four years.””Chris and I have been married for six years. How many other women have you had since you got married?””One. Last week.”Sharon was now shocked. “One? Only one woman with your wife obviously playing around. Last week? So you’ve been totally faithful for over four years?””Yes. I still would be except Rita decided we should spend a week separated… just to see what it would be like. How about you? If you don’t mind my asking.””Chris screws every female he can. He even fucked a 62-year old woman a few months ago in the parking lot outside this club. I have no idea how many women he’s had since we’ve been married.””And you?””Well, I haven’t been as faithful as you’ve been.””That’s understandable when your husband behaves the way he does. Is he fucking my wife yet?””Not yet. Probably because of what you said about ‘more intimate enjoyment’. He does have his hand inside your wife’s panties now though.”Just before the song ended, Sharon asked, “Aren’t you going to ask?””No.””Why?””Because I really like you, and it doesn’t matter.””You know, I think it’s time we headed to your house for that “more intimate enjoyment.”——————————Sharon rode with me on the way to our house while Rita was with Chris in their car. During the drive, Sharon turned her back to me, looked over her shoulder with a devilish smile, and said, “Unzip me, Honey.”After I had pulled the zipper all the way down in one smooth motion, she pulled the dress off her shoulders, lifted her ass off the seat, and slid the dress down her legs. A moment later, the dress was lying in uselessly in the back seat.The woman beside me looked like a hot porn model out of a men’s slick magazine. She was dressed in black… a black teddy that failed totally to cover her large 36D tits, black thong panties, thigh-high black stockings attached to the garter straps of her teddy, and finally, black sandals with silver highlights and wicked 4-inch stiletto heels. “Like what you see, Honey?””You’re awesome,” I said in a stunned whisper. “Just fucking awesome.””MMmmmmm…love that answer, Phil. Are you hard?””Like stone!””Prove it! Take it out… right now… right here. I want to see it.”I had problems getting my cock out, it was so hard. When I did manage it, it was Sharon’s turn to gasp. “Damn,” she said so softly I almost couldn’t hear her. “That’s just beautiful! It’s a shame that you need to wear a condom, but I’m not on the pill, and it’s getting close to my fertile period.”Chris and Rita had beaten us home, and when we entered the den, we saw my wife naked on the couch with Chris fucking her with a series of hard thrusts. Rita was howling and gasping. “OOoohhhh Yeah… oh Yeah! Fuck that big whang up my hot hole, Baby. GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!””Let’s not bother them,” I whispered in Sharon’s ear. “I want you in bed… Now!” I didn’t even wait for an answer as I scooped her delicious body up in my arms and carried her to the guest bedroom.”Oh fuck,” she groaned. “I’ve never had a man carry me to the bedroom before. I love it!””Not nearly as much as you’re going to love it. The best is yet to come.”After spending time kissing every inch of her face and her naked breasts, I sucked and pulled her engorged nipples until Sharon was writhing on the bed.Sliding down her body, I lowered my mouth to her cunt and licked up the entire length of her slit, from her anus to her clit. Her hole throbbed. Retreating back to her anus, my tongue made the journey again… then again.. then again.. until her pussy was throbbing and Sharon was moaning, her hips thrashing wildly about on the bed.”Your panties are in the way, Sharon. I’m going to pull them to one side and expose your hot cunt. Is that all right? Do you want your cunt exposed?”Her hips thrust up and down as she gasped, “Ohhh god yes! Rip off my fucking panties! Expose my cunt! Hurry! Do it!”After I had pulled the panties aside, I moved my mouth onto her clit and sucked it inside where my tongue slid sensuously up and down the pulsing shaft… making it throb… making it swell. Her hands grasped her big tits and squeezed. Her eyes clenched shut as her tongue flicked rapidly over her top lip.Abandoning the clit shaft, my tongue moved up to the tip… to the sensitive tip where it worked deliciously over the near bursting organ. Suddenly, her clit exploded in hard, intense contractions. At the same time, a tortured scream erupted from Sharon lungs. Her body rose up off the bed until it was supported only by her heels and shoulders. Her cunt convulsed and throbbed… opening and closing…opening and closing… in repeated throbbing sexual spasms of orgasm.Finally, she collapsed to the bed, her legs gaping open, her tits heaving, her lungs gasping for breath. Her sex hole continuing to throb and pulse. Her clitoris was dancing in and out of its protective hood. Every time it moved out, it encountered my tongue, which tortured the small organ until it was again wracked with intense, hard spasms. Sharon didn’t howl or scream, but deep, tortured groan of intense pleasure spewed from her lips each time her sex organs contracted and throbbed.I let her rest for a minute and then started over again. She begged me to stop… It was too sensitive… she just couldn’t possibly take anymore right now… “Please..please”, she pleaded.My response was terse, to the point: “You can tell your philandering husband that nonsense, but not me. For me, you spread wide and cum… again and again.” Her body shuddered and them trembled when she felt my head once more moving into her sex saddle. She spread herself wide open.Fastening my lips about her clitoris, I sucked it hard into my mouth. Again and again… suck … release… suck … release. Then: suck… lick… release. suck… lick… release… over and over until she was gasping and hunching like a woman having a seizure. Her cunt hole exploded again, whooshing air.. her juices spurted for the first time in her life drenching my face and the bedcovers.I started again. She begged. “OOhhhh stop… stop… AAAHHHH PLEASE… STOP… STOP… You’re killing meeeeeeeee. AAahhhhhhh,” she hissed and groaned.Her vagina erupted into a huge, uncontrolled spasm when I pushed three fingers into the throbbing hole. Her tunnel contracted hard about my fingers. Sharon continued to beg me to stop… to let her rest. Instead of stopping, I found her G-spot and began to rub and flick it back and forth as my tongue lashed her erect, pulsing clitoris. The begging continued, but in a different vein:”OOOHHHHhh UUNNNGGHHHH… DON’T STOP… PLEASE…DON’T STOP.. MAKE ME CUM AGAIN….OOOHHHHHHHHHH.”Moments later, she exploded again. This time her juices spurted out even further, and she lost control of her bladder. While she was in throes of her intense climax, I rolled a condom over my iron-hard cock, mounted her body, hooked my arms under her legs, and levered them up and back to put her opening into fucking position.”I’m going to fuck you, hard… deep. Are you ready, Sharon?””Oh my god… I’ve never been more ready for cock in my entire life. Hurry, fuck me! I’m so sorry that you have to wear a condom.” I aligned my cock with the center of her cunt and drove the entire length into her on the first thrust.Her legs shot straight out, rigid, her muscles taut. Her toes pointed. Her hands squeezed her tits so hard I thought she might bruise them. Her cunt tunnel convulsed in another throbbing orgasm.”You hot fuck Bitch. You have to have a hotter cunt than I’ve ever dreamed about.” She moaned again and her pussy throbbed around my cock.”Ohhhh please… I can’t wait. Move your cock… please! fuck me… Take me..NOW!”, she wailed.I began the fuck strokes…slowly as first. Her ass rose as I pulled out, trying desperately to keep me buried as deeply as possible inside her love hole. I picked up the pace. Her hips thrashed beneath me. Saliva began to run from the corners of her mouth as her tongue shot out and wagged in the air. Soon I was fucking her like a battering ram. She screamed and came again.In the midst of her orgasm, I pulled out of her cunt. Her vagina gaped open, a huge ovular hole in the center, her juices bubbling out. She moaned at the loss. Sliding down her body, I once more buried my mouth in her throbbing pussy and began to eat her..licking her labia, her clit, tongue fucking the hole.. until she was once more up in the air, only her shoulders and feet touching the bed. Moments later, another spastic contraction convulsed her cunt.I mounted the moaning woman again and immediately fucked my cock back into her cunt. She surged upward as the fucking began again..this time with hard driving strokes to the very bottom of her vagina. Every time she came, I repeated the cycle… fuck her.. she cums.. suck her clit.. she cums… over and over.Almost an hour after we started, I whispered in her ear. “I need to cum now. I can’t possibly hold it any longer. You’re just too damn hot.”Her arms flew around me. She hugged my body to hers as tightly as she could, mashing her big tits against my chest. Then she kissed me… a hot, deep, passion-filled kiss. When her lips left mine, she hissed, “Take your cock out of me for moment, Darling. Please. Just for a moment and then you can bury that big, wonderful fuck stick back inside in my cunt.”Puzzled, I used all my will power and withdrew my iron-hard cock from her delicious, hot hole. I had never seen it so large… at least 8 inches of throbbing prick. With one smooth motion, Sharon ripped the condom off my cock. Looking into my eyes, she whispered passionately, “A man like you deserves to cum inside a cunt, not inside a rubber sheathe. Now, Darling, fuck that big, beautiful cock back into me and shoot me full of your hot load.”In one hard thrust, I drove the full length into her still throbbing hole. Her legs circled my hips, her feet locking behind my back. She used her legs to pull me into her pussy as deeply as she could.”Don’t you dare pull that beautiful cock out of my cunt. Cum in me. You can cum in me anytime. I want all the cum you’ll give me in my cunt. Shoot in meeee…CUM IN MY CUNT…SHOOT IT IN NOW!!”, she screamed.I did. My sex gun fired sending a huge, thick stream of semem and sperm into her wide open cunt. Then it fired again and again and again…—————————-Now it was her turn to let me rest. Sharon didn’t give me any more rest than I had given her. Rolling me onto my back, she began to make love to my cock with her mouth. For 10 minutes, she gently sucked me while sliding her hand up and down the shaft. When I was fully erect, her tongue moved to my balls which she thoroughly cleaned with her tongue and lips. Satisfied, she moved back up to my cock, sliding those incredible lips down… down… down… down until her lips were kissing the base of my cock. She was fabulous.When she pulled her mouth off, she could see how amazed and pleased I was at her ability to throat my entire length. “You didn’t know you were fucking a dirty, cocksucking whore, did you?””No. I can hardly believe it. You’re out of this world. Fantastic! How can you do that so easily?””I have no idea. I’ve never done it before. But I wanted you all the way in so badly… it seemed to just slid right into my throat. Would you fuck me doggy this time? I like that position.””Me too. You know why?””Because it goes in deeper and really hammers my womb? That’s why I like it.””That plus the fact that I can see my cock stretching your gorgeous pussy open and sinking in. That’s an awesome sight for a man.””MMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm… I’ll provide that sight anytime you want to see it, Lover. Anytime!”Sharon got in position with her hot ass high in the air and her head on the bed. Reaching back, she pulled her ass open and groaned, “Ohhh please… Hurry! Stick it back into me!”Sharon got her second injection of cum and sperm about twenty minutes later.————————As we were resting, Sharon said, “Listen. What do you hear?”I listened but heard nothing. “I don’t hear anything.””Neither do I. The bedsprings in the master bedroom stopped squeaking and your wife stopped screaming and howling thirty minutes ago. I think Chris has been shot down.””I don’t want you to go. I want to fuck you again. No, more than that! I want to sleep with you in my arms. Can you stay? Will you stay?”Sharon gave me a devilish smile but didn’t reply. For punishment for not answering me, I pushed her onto her back, spread her legs, and moved my head into her sex saddle again. When she realized what I was going to do, she put her hands on the top of my head to stop me. “Don’t, Phil. Don’t. I’m full of cum.””I know. I put it there. My mother always told me to clean up the messes I’ve made. And I always mind my mother. Spread wider.” She did. Less than a minute later, she was again emitting series of soft moans: “Oh… oh… oh… Oh… oh… oh… Oh… oh… oh” They got much louder when she began to cum.————————–When Rita and Chris opened the door and entered the guest bedroom, neither of them expected the sight that greeted them. Sharon was riding me in reverse cowgirl position, her back against my chest. Her heels were up on my thighs causing her thighs to gape and giving both Rita and Chris a beautiful view of my cock pounding in and out of her cunt as her ass thrashed wildly. My hands gripped her tits, squeezing them. When the door opened, she was in the throes of an intense orgasm.Chris and Rita were both stunned to see Sharon still having mind-blowing climaxes two hours after we had started having sex. Chris at least had the courtesy to wait until his wife had finished cumming before speaking.”It’s late Sharon. We need to go.””I’m not leaving, Chris. I’m going to spend the night in this bed with Phil. Why don’t you and Rita go over to our house and enjoy yourselves. I’ll see you some time tomorrow. Shut the door when you leave.”==========================================Six Months Later: Another Company Party:The company party Friday night was even wilder than Phil had warned me that it would be. He did stay by my side until I ran him off telling him that I wanted to circulate.”One or more of these randy studs will try to get into your pants if I’m not around.””MMMmmmm… sounds erotic. Don’t worry, Darling. I’ll handle the situation appropriately. I promise.”As soon as Phil wandered off to discuss sports or business with one of his friends, I discovered that not all the men here were interested in talking business; some of Phil’s colleagues preferred the company of large breasted, long-legged women wearing very little, like me.I hadn’t been circulating for more than a half hour before Brent Faxon approached me. As he got closer, I wasn’t in the least surprised to see his eyes taking in my legs first and then my breasts. I had dressed to attract male attention in my short skirt, teddy that exposed a lot of my breasts, white, nearly transparent panties, stockings and heels. Phil had warned me, but I had just ignored him.From the way Brent’s eyes were scanning my exposed thighs and checking out my cleavage, I was certain that he liked what I had chosen to wear. “Hi,” he said when he was beside me, “You are the most gorgeous woman here by far. I can’t believe Phil would dare to let you out of his sight. But his oversight… my advantage. Dance with me?”I smiled and moved into his arms. Brent was an adequate dancer who knew that the purpose of dancing was to enjoy the sensuous feeling of your partner’s body against your own. His arms pulled me closer, and I put up no resistance as I felt my large breasts being pressed against his chest. After the first song, he didn’t release me, and I made no effort to pull away. I could already feel a strong erection building against my mound. I had to admit that it was an erotic feeling.During the second dance, he pressed my lower body more tightly against his. Brent knew he was exciting me. “Damn, Honey! I love the way your body feels against me. You’ve got me so hard, it hurts.””Well, that must really feel bad,” I said in normal voice a dozen people around me heard. “If it hurts that bad, you should go to the bathroom and jack off.” I walked away leaving him with his pants jutting out from his unsatisfied erection amid the loud laughter of a dozen people.He should have walked away and cut his losses, but his male ego was damaged and he wouldn’t let it go. “You miserable cock-teasing Bitch!” he snarled, now attracting the attention of well over two dozen people, one of whom was my husband who had pushed his way to the front of the crowd.”No way, Mr. Faxon. No way! I love spreading my legs, but when I spread them, I want a real stud between my thighs, not a pathetic, cunt-sniffing, little boy like you!” Now, the laughter in the room exploded.Turning to my husband, I said in a husky voice heard by all, “Wanna dance with me, Stud?”My husband grinned from ear to ear and swept me onto the dance floor where he showed me that he too knew the real purpose of dancing with a woman. The hard 8-inch cunt pleaser I knew so well ground into my pussy making its fluids gush. Leaning closer, I whispered in his ear, “As soon as your business is concluded, Honey, I really need to be fucked by this big cock.” My hand stroked up and down his erection in full view of the other men.”Let’s go, you hot slut.”My stud surprised me by once again carrying into our new home and from there into our bedroom. I was so excited my vagina was already a swamp and he had yet to touch my pussy.”Did you stop taking your birth-control pills, Sharon?””Three days ago, Honey, and this time, its the absolutely right time of the month.”My randy husband stripped me naked in less than a minute. The feel of his surging cock against my ass and belly was sending shivers of hot delight up and down my body that were all condensing in my boiling hot cunt. He put me on the bed on my back.”Lift your hot, sexy ass, Sharon,” came the command. I planted my feet on the bed and lifted my ass. The hot stud shoved a pillow under me to elevate my pussy into perfect fucking position.”Spread your legs, Darling. I’m going to fuck you… deep… hard… many times.”I pulled my knees back so they were on either side of my tits, which were heaving with excitement. I knew the sight of my open, wet, throbbing cunt was driving my husband of four months wild with lust. I LOVED IT!He mounted me. His cock, a rigid sex spike, bloated, throbbing, leaking a copious flow of precum, was less than an inch from the entrance to my cunt. “Are you ready, Sharon?””Oh yes!” I moaned, shivering with anticipation. “BREED ME, STUD! FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF ME AND BREED ME!”Nine months later, I gave birth to our first c***d, a beautiful baby girl. We’re still considering possible names. “Rita” is not on the list.=====================================

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