20010-08-31

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Please be aware that this story contains ADULT content and should not be read by minors.

The Cuckold Husband
by RLM

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Although Rex's wife is drop-dead grogeous, he couldn't believe that she would ever cheat on him unless he saw it with his own eyes.

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A Phone Call from Martha:

Sheila Harthorne pressed the intercom button on her desk that connected her directly to Rex Talbert, her boss and Chief Production Engineer of Margrave Electronics. As usual, he answered after the first ring.

"Yes, Sheila?"

"I just wanted to remind you of your 2:30 PM appointment with Haskell Johnson, Mr. Talbert."

"Thanks for the heads-up, Sheila. I haven't forgotten. Please buzz me as soon as Mr. Johnson arrives."

"Absolutely, Mr. Talbert. If you need anything... anything at all... just buzz me."

"Of course. I'll let you know."

At 2:27 PM, the red light on Talbert's intercom flashed letting him know that Johnson was walking into the outer office. Immediately, he rose and walked briskly to the outer office to greet his visitor.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Johnson. It's a pleasure to see you again. Would you like a drink or perhaps some coffee or a soda?"

"Never drink when I'm discussing business, Rex. But coffee would be nice. Black please."

Rex nodded to Sheila who hastened to get the coffee. "Bring me a cup as well, Sheila."

Later, as the two men sipped their hot coffee in the privacy of Talbert's office, Rex asked, "I understand you have a business proposition for Margrave Electronics, Haskell. Is my information correct?"

"It is. As you may know we're presently constructing a large, new office complex in Atlanta. When completed, it will become the central headquarters for the corporation. Naturally, we want this complex to be equipped with the very latest in electronic communications, surveillance... video and audio of course... as well as computational facilities. After looking at the records of a lot of firms, our Board of Directors has become convinced that the firm with the most experience and the most expertise in the electronics area is Margrave Electronics. And as Head of Engineering, you would be the point man in this work."

"Well, naturally we are all very pleased that our reputation has impressed your Board. How would you like to proceed from this point, Haskell?"

Haskell Johnson once again lived up to his reputation for being a man who cut to the chase as quickly as possible. He had little time nor patience for coy maneuvering. "The only question we have before signing a contract is the price. We certainly want Margrave Electronics and you to handle this job, but only if the price is right. So what I'd like to do today is see if you're interested and if so, to set up the necessary visits to our facility so your people can come up with a working figure that might serve as a starting point for in-depth negotiations."

"When do you have in mind?"

"As soon as possible. We're already prepared to welcome your assessment team to the our Atlanta facility. Construction is not yet completed, of course, but it's close enough for your firm to make the estimates. Furthermore, this will permit us to modify construction to accommodate the electronics installation, if need be."

"Sounds like a great plan. I'll set things up at this end. We should be ready to leave for Atlanta within a few days. I'll call you as soon as I know. Do you have dinner plans? If not, I would like for you to be my guest tonight. We have a five-star restaurant that I'm sure you would enjoy.

"I would love to enjoy dinner with you, Rex, but only on the condition that you invite your lovely wife to join us. Agreed?"

"That's not a problem. Since Glenda will be joining us, perhaps you would prefer less upscale dining so that we can dress casual and then go out to an after hours club for drinks and dancing."

"Now that's an even better idea. Will a pullover shirt and slacks be Ok?"

"Oh yeah. I'll wear the same. Shall we say around 8 PM? You're staying at the Hilton, right?" Johnson nodded, and Rex said, "We'll pick you up there at 7:45 PM."

After shaking hands on their impending deal, Haskell Johnson left Talbert's office at 4:15 PM. As soon as he had departed, Talbert called his wife on her cell phone. She answered on the second ring.

"What a nice surprise, Darling. Love getting a phone call from my attractive stud so early in the afternoon. Let me guess. You're so horny you need for me to hurry to your office and give you a blowjob to tide you over until tonight... right?" Glenda Talbert whispered into the phone.

"Have I ever told you what a hot, depraved, sexy slut you are, Glenda?"

"Many times, Lover. And it's all your fault."

"How's that?"

"Because you love having a hot, depraved, sexy slut for a wife so much. So, Baby, need a blowjob or not?"

"God. I'm sitting in my office in the middle of work, I call you, and five seconds after you answer, I've got a raging hard-on. I do love it, and you know I love your fabulous blowjobs. So, if you've got time to come by... fuck... I may cum in my pants just thinking about it. Actually, the reason I called was to let you know that we're taking Haskell Johnson out for dinner at Ralph's Bistro and then going to Alfreds for dancing and drinks later on. He's essentially agreed to give us the contract for the installation of all the electronic equipment in their new office complex in Atlanta. So, wear something sexy."

"Something sexy, huh? Am I supposed to persuade him to sign the contract, Honey? If so, I'll wear something really hot and really sexy."

"No, you don't need to seduce him into signing. He's going to sign. I just want him to feel good about signing with us. Are you really going to come down to the office and suck me off, Glenda?"

"I was, but now I think I'll save it for Mr. Johnson," Glenda said with a seductive laugh.

"Hot, sexy bitch."

"Aren't I though. See you soon, Lover."

Talbert finished up some paperwork before Sheila rang his desk again. "Yes?"

"Mr. Talbert, there's a woman on the phone who wants to talk to you."

"My wife?"

"No. I know her voice. I asked her for her name, but she wouldn't give it to me. Do you want to take her call?"

Somewhat intrigued by an unknown woman who wouldn't reveal her identity, Talbert said, "Yes. I'll speak with her. Put her through."

A moment later, he heard her voice, which, like Sheila, he didn't recognize. "Mr. Talbert? Mr. Rex Talbert?"

"Speaking. Who is this?"

"I prefer not to give you my name, at least, not at this time. Is this line secure, Mr. Talbert?"

"It is. So what should I call you if you won't tell me your real name?"

"Well, when you hear what I have to say, you might agree that "Deep Throat" would be an appropriate name. But let's not be melodramatic. Just call me "Martha".

"All right, Martha. What can I do for you?"

"Rex, I didn't call you to get you do something for me. May I call you Rex? I called to give you some important information."

"Rex will do fine. What information?"

"Are you sitting down?"

"Yes, but what does that have to do with anything?"

"Just a precaution. I wouldn't want you to be hurt in a fall if you faint from what I have to say."

"I'm sitting down. Go on."

"Good. Are you aware that Glenda, you wife, is cheating on you? Not just once, but regularly and a lot."

After recovering from the surprise, Rex replied, "I'm quite certain that what you're saying is total nonsense. Is this a practical joke of some kind? If so, I must say, it is in exceptionally poor taste."

"I can assure you, Rex, that it is not total nonsense, and it is most certainly not a practical joke. I might also point out that husbands are always the last to know, as I'm sure you are aware. I'll give you just a few particulars now with many more to come later. They won't be enough to completely convince you at this time, but they will certainly make it clear that this is not a practical joke."

Rex considered hanging up, but his curiosity was just too great. "Go on," he finally said.

"This morning around 10 AM, your wife went to the Anatole Inn, Room 708, where she met a man. She stayed in his room until 1 PM... three hours. My estimate is that he fucked her at least three or four times. Try calling your wife during the day on your home phone. It will be a rare case when she is home and answers. Finally, think back over the last several months. When you arrive at home, don't you always find that your wife has recently bathed and/or showered?"

"Of course, she exercises at the Lakeside Country Club every day and then showers afterward."

"Really? Check the logs at the fitness center, Rex. You will find that on many days, Glenda never shows up. On the days that she does log in at the center, you will find that she only stays 10 to 15 minutes, at the most, before signing out."

"Assuming that there is some truth to what you say... and mind you, I said assuming, why are you telling me this?"

"I have my reasons, Rex. One of which is I don't like the fact that your wife is spreading her legs once a week or so for my husband."

"Well, I still don't believe you, but I will check out the logs at the Country Club, as you suggest."

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A Night Out with Haskell:

When Glenda came out of our bedroom dressed for our evening out with Haskell, she was wearing a colorful, print dress that had a plunging neckline that didn't come together until it reached her navel. Half of her big 36D tits were on display. In fact, the dress just barely covered her nipples. To say she looked hot was an understatement. I got hard as soon as I saw her.

Glenda looked hot and sensuously sexy in the low-cut dress.

"God! You weren't kidding when you told me that you intended to dress hot and sexy. Jezzz!! It looks like your tits are about to fall out of that dress. And you're not wearing a bra are you?"

"Have you really taken a good look the way this dress shows off your wife's tits, Honey. How in the world do you think I could possibly wear a bra?"

"You're not wearing a bra?"

"Of course not, Silly."

"Show me."

My wife grinned from ear to ear and slowly... seductively ... pulled the top of her dress away completely exposing one of her tits. "Satisfied now, Darling. See.... no bra."

With one of tits completely exposed, it was obvious that my wife wasn't wearing a bra.

"Damn! Johnson's gonna be hard all night long."

"That is the idea, Sweetie. Shall we go?"

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Johnson's reaction to my wife's dress was exactly as I had predicted. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her almost totally exposed tits all during dinner. Later at Alfreds, where they had couches rather than chairs, Glenda was practically sitting in his lap the entire time while his eyes stayed locked onto her tits.

Haskell couldn't tear his eyes away from my wife's almost completely exposed tits.

Even when she and Johnson danced, his eyes continued to dart downward to stare into the depths of her cleavage. By the time, we let him out of the car at the Hilton around 11 PM, his erection was obvious to both Glenda, myself, and the doorman.

As I drove home, Glenda grinned, "I think your new client enjoyed himself, don't you, Honey?"

"Well, if his erection was any indication, he had a great time."

"He really did seem to love your wife's tits, didn't he?"

"Yeah," I growled, not all that happy with having been almost a third wheel while my client ogled my wife's tits and pressed his cock against her as they danced.

"Are you mad?"

"No, but I am hard."

"As hard as Haskell was?"

"Probably not. He was so hard, it was really pretty amazing."

"I know. He had that thing rammed against me all the time we were dancing. He kept grinding it into my pussy."

"Did that turn you on?"

"A big hard cock grinding into my pussy for an hour? You think that would turn your wife on?"

"Yeah... I think it might."

"You're right, Honey. I'm so fucking hot, everything under my dress is wet. You'd better be ready, Baby, because your wife is gonna rape you as soon as you get me home."

"Did you consider letting Haskell fuck you?"

The shock on Glenda's face was evident. "Are you making a joke, Rex? If so, I don't like it. We both like it when I tease and flirt with a guy in your presence, but you know damn well that I don't ever cheat on you. You do know that, don't you?"

"Of course. I'm sorry. I was just teasing you a little. After all, you've been having a great time teasing me and Haskell all night. Can't I have a little fun too."

"Of course you can. I'm sorry I snapped at you like that. I guess I should have accepted Haskell invitation to spend the night in his hotel room. Or at least, let him see all of my tits.... He certainly begged hard enough."

I laughed, but I really couldn't tell if Glenda was teasing me or not. I knew that if I had been in Johnson's place, I would certainly have hit on Glenda and tried my best to get her in my bed... if not tonight, then tomorrow before he left.

As soon as we were inside our house, Glenda made good on her threat. She didn't even wait until we got to our bedroom. I had just tossed the car keys onto the dining room table when she knelt in front of me and frantically unzipped my pants.

"Can't you wait until we get to our bedroom?"

"NO! I'm so fucking hot. I need your cock. Damn it! Help me get your pants open. I'm shaking so hard, I can't do it alone."

Undoing my belt, I opened the waist of my pants. Instantly, my out-of-control wife jerked my pants and shorts down to my ankles. Seizing my cock, she cupped my balls and squeezed my shaft as her tongue swiped up and down its entire length. She moaned continuously.

"Oooohh god... oohhhh god damn! I love it... love your hard fuck stick, Darling. Aaahhhhh," she hissed. "OOOHHH FUCK YES! It's throbbing like crazy. MMmmmmm."

She was getting to me big time. My cock was now jerking spastically in her hand every time her tongue licked its way up the shaft. "Suck it, Glenda. Take it down your throat and suck me .... please!"

Her lips closed over the head and she sucked it ... hard. Pulling back, she looked up at me. Saliva was dripping from her chin. Her mouth was open as she panted hard, her face distorted with excitement. "Oh fuck! I love it," she gasped. Again, she descended on my cock, and it quickly disappeared inside her hot mouth. As she sucked, she started moaning around my dick.

"HHUMMMMM... HUMMMNNNNN... HUMMMNNNNN!"

When my dick began to contract in hard spasms, Glenda pushed my shaft deep into her throat, locked her lips around the base, and sucked me so hard her cheeks hollowed. I couldn't hold it... no man could have. With a wild grunt, I shot off volley after volley of semen into my wife's throat. Keeping my cock buried down her throat, she sucked me even harder until I was begging her to stop.

Pulling away from me, Glenda fell backwards onto the couch her legs rising. She draped one leg over the back of the couch and pulled the other one high in the air until her foot was almost behind her head. "It's your turn, Honey. Suck me! I'm on fire... Do it to me!!" she screeched.

Burying my head in her sex saddle, I thrust my tongue deep into her hot trench. Her hips rose off the couch as she cried out in pleasure. As soon as I raked my tongue over turgid bud of her throbbing clit, it erupted in hard contractions. Glenda moaned as her body shuddered in the throes of an intense orgasm. Sucking her near bursting clit into my mouth brought even louder cries from my wife. She came again in just a few minutes.

My wife's hips pumped against my face frantically as she came repeatedly on my tongue.

"Let's take this to the bedroom," I groaned, now eager to fuck her.

"NO!! Get on the couch. Hurry. I need to ride your cock. Hurry! Please hurry!"

As soon as I had sat down on the couch, Glenda mounted me. Planting her knees just outside my thighs, she reached between her spread legs to grasp my stiff dick. She was moaning continuously as she aligned it with her opening and rammed her ass down on me. I was balls deep inside my wife's already erupting cunt hole on the first thrust.

"UUHHGGHHH... I'M CUMMING!! OOOHHH FUCKING SHIT... I'M CUMMING! FUCK ME HARDER, LOVER. GIVE IT TO MEEEEE!!"

Glenda's pussy erupted as soon as my cock entered her.

Again and again, her cunt flashed up and down my jerking rod. As hot as I was, I had been afraid that I would cum before she could get off. Instead, she was the one who couldn't hold back... After her first intense orgasm, she continued to drive her hips up and down in hard, fast thrusts, each one causing my cock to slam hard against her cervix.

"GGAAHH... GGAA--HAHHH... GGAAA-HHAAAHH! UNGH! UNNGGHH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH!"

Glenda's vagina was convulsing around my dick, and each hard spasm brought a series of wild, unintelligible grunts from her mouth. It had been like this for the last six months. My wife's sexual libido had suddenly increased significantly. Then, it increased still further until we were having intense sex five or six times a week, and each time she wanted it at least twice, usually three or more times. I was amazed at how intense and uncontrolled her climaxes were. I hadn't understood it, but I certainly wasn't going to complain.

No man could last long once Glenda started having near continuous, screaming orgasms like she was now having. In a shrill scream that surprised even me, I howled, "ME TOO! SHOOTING IT INTO YOUR CUNT, YOU HOT SLUT!" My scream had not even died on my lips before my load erupted inside Glenda's pussy. She came again when she felt my cock throbbing and shooting off inside her.

After she had drained my balls for the second time, Glenda decided it was time to head for our bedroom. Once there, she kissed me hard. Her mouth opened wide as her tongue thrust into mine. As she tongue fucked my mouth, her pussy was grinding against my now soft penis.

"Get on your back, Honey. I'll suck you hard again and then I want you to mount me doggy and fuck me like a hot whore!"

"I'm not sure I can get it up again, Glenda. You've really drained me."

"We're just getting started, Stud. Get on your back."

I followed instructions and as soon as I did, she leaned over me, grasped my shaft around the base, and sucked four inches of my still flaccid penis into her mouth. For ten minutes, Glenda sucked and jacked me off at the same time. As my dick began to harden, she hissed, "Finger fuck me, Honey. Pump me while I suck your hot dick!" I did and much to my amazement, I soon had a very stiff erection.

"Mmmmm... you're getting hard, Honey... Really hard." Glenda pushed her hand beneath my thrusting ass and worked two fingers into my butt. I was hard before, but the feeling of her fingers moving in and out of my rectum got me hard as iron.

"Oh Baby! You're hard! I mean fucking HARD! Now screw me! Ram it into me like a bitch in heat, Lover."

Glenda scrambled onto her knees and spread them wide. She lowered her head to the couch, looked back at me, and hissed, "Stick that hot dick up my cunt and fuck me, Honey.. HARD!"

I took me at least 15 minutes of steady, hard screwing to get off a third time. When I finally ejaculated inside her vagina, my wife was groaning in her fifth orgasm.

It seemed to me like Glenda was climaxing on almost every thrust.

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Investigations:

After leaving the house the next morning, I called my office and informed Sheila that I would be late getting in due to some business I had to handle. "Call me on my cell if something comes up that won't wait. That includes any calls from the CEO or his assistant," I added.

My first stop was the spa at the Lakeside Country Club. As soon as I entered, I was greeted cordially by Janice Morgan, one of the physical therapists. "Hi, Rex. Long time, no see. You really need to get a regular exercise on your schedule."

"Do I look that bad?"

"No. Not at all. In fact, you look good... very good, but you know age has a way of creeping up on all of us. A regular exercise program three times a week would delay all that for a long time."

"A regular program like Glenda has, you mean?"

"Yeah... at least in principle. Glenda has been missing a lot lately, and when she shows up, she often cuts her workout short. We need to get both of you on a regular schedule that you can both keep. Doesn't do much good to set up a schedule if you can't keep it, you know."

"Really. I didn't' realize that. I guess I just wasn't paying that much attention. How long has this been going on with Glenda?"

"Not sure... maybe five months or longer."

"I'll talk to her about it. In the meantime, why don't you work out an exercise schedule and program for me... Let's start with twice a week and see how that goes. Maybe one hour sessions at noon. Let me know what you work out."

"I certainly will, Rex. And say hello to Glenda for me."

"Will do, and thanks, Janice."

Once I was back in my car, I just sat there thinking. At least part of what "Martha" had told me about Glenda's lack of attendance at her workouts was true. Now, I couldn't help but wonder how much of the rest of it was true. Most importantly, I wondered if some guy had really fucked my wife three or four times in Room 708 of the Anatole Inn yesterday morning. Even worse, Martha had said my wife was cheating on me a lot. The image of Glenda lying on a bed with her legs wide open and some guy mounted on her, ramming his big, thick cock into her very receptive cunt and doing that often was just too much. As much sex as Glenda and I were having, it seemed highly unlikely to me.

On impulse, I dialed my home phone number on my cell. Martha had suggested that if I called my wife at home at random times, she would rarely answer because she would be in a hotel room or apartment somewhere being fucked. Our phone rang... then it rang again... and again... and again. No answer. By the tenth ring, images of my wife's legs wrapped around some stud as he screwed her ass into the mattress were floating through my mind. When I gave up and closed my cell, I realized with a shock that my penis was hard... very hard.

When I finally parked my Lexus in my reserved parking space at Margrave Electronics, I headed directly to the Parts and Supplies Department. One perk of being Chief Production Engineer was that I had the use of any or all of the electronic equipment produced and marketed by the corporation. Even though, I had never made use of that perk, I knew that we had virtually every electronic piece of equipment commercially available and even some that were for military use only.

It took over an hour, even with the dedicated help of the Supply Room Manager, Burt Peterson, to assemble every thing I wanted. As we checked over all the equipment, Bert shook his head and smiled. "You know, Rex, with your house protected by all this surveillance equipment, nothing's gonna move in your house without there being an audio and video record of it. What's going on, or should I not ask?"

"We're thinking about putting together a package deal for a variety of home protection equipment. I want to find out what pieces are essential, which ones are useful, and which ones are really unnecessary. Hopefully, we'll be able to put together a really attractive package at an affordable price to corner the market."

"You know, that's a hell of an idea, Rex. Let me know if I can help in any way."

"Will do, Burt. You've already been a huge help."

After loading every thing into a large cart, I wheeled it to my car and loaded all of it into the trunk. A stockroom assistant appeared out of nowhere to return my cart to Parts and Supplies. Getting behind the wheel, I again called my home phone number. Once more, ten rings sounded with no answer. When I pulled out of the parking lot, my cock was again hard.

As soon as I pulled into our garage, I ran into the house to see if Glenda were home yet. She wasn't. If "Martha" was right, my wife would be out for hours being fucked, so I figured I had sufficient time to get every thing in place. I knew with my experience, it wouldn't take long.

As it turned out, It only took me slightly over an hour to install all the equipment and make certain that their transmission frequencies matched those dialed into the digital audio and video recorders in the attic. These units were programmed to download their data into dedicated files on the external disc drive of my PC. The cameras were incredibly small and the audio bugs even smaller so it was easy to hide them in the cooling vents, under the beds, in the ear and mouthpieces of the phones. Two cameras came hidden in what appeared to be books. These were placed on two of our bookshelves. Each camera had a wide angle lens that could be switched, if desired, to one that took closer images.

When every thing was in place, I made some tests in each room of the house and then accessed the recorders on my PC in my home office. The videos of me were sharp and clear in every room. The audios were good. As long as I didn't speak in a muted whisper, they picked up almost every word.

By noon, I was back in my office. I called home three more times that afternoon, but never got an answer. However, when I entered our home around 6 PM, I smeller delightful aromas emanating from our kitchen. When I walked in expecting to find my wife, all I found was a note on the cabinet: I got hard when I read it.

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Honey,

Open the wine and let it breathe. Dinner will be at 7 PM. I've put some new reading material by your chair in the den. Enjoy it while you wait, but don't watch the DVD. It's a hot porn movie that we'll be watching together later tonight. See you at 7:00, Stud....

Glenda

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In the den, I found the newest issue of "Penthouse Letters" lying on my chair with another note attached that read simply, "Read the stories under Wives Gone Wild starting on page 86. If you finish those before 7:00, then read those under "Someone's Watching".

By 7:00, I had finished all the "Wives Gone Wild" stories and started on those under "Someone's Watching". By that time, my cock was iron hard. I thought that there was no way it could possibly get any harder, but when my wife came out of our bedroom wearing black thong panties and thigh-high hose, garter belt, five-inch, stiletto heels and nothing else, I discovered I was wrong. My dick felt like it had grown another half inch and gotten hard enough to drive nails.

I was still staring at her when she sat down directly opposite my chair, slipped her hand inside her panties, and began fingering her pussy. Automatically, my hand grasped my cock and stroked it through my pants.

My wife looked so fucking hot, I couldn't believe it.

"MMMmmmmm! I like that!" she hissed when her eyes fell on my hugely tented pants. "That thing looks just fucking huge! I know I'm gonna love it. How about you, Honey? Are you going to love sticking that big sex spike into my hot box?"

"Take off your panties and let me see your box, Glenda," I grunted as I stroked even faster.

"You first, Lover. Take your cock out... show it to me!" Following my wife's orders, I unfastened my pants and pulled them and my briefs off together. Once freed from the confines of my briefs, my shaft surged upward.

Glenda stared at my rock-hard, rigid erection and began rubbing her pussy even more rapidly.

"Now, it your turn. Get your panties off so I can see your hot pussy," I growled. My wife hurried to obey me even faster than I had responded to her order. After sensuously lowering her thong down her thighs, she spread herself out on the coffee table directly in front of my chair, hefted her tits with her arm, and opened up her pussy.

My wife looked like a $2,000-a-night call girl. I couldn't understand how I could be so lucky.

Glenda let me stare at her drop-dead, gorgeous body for a minute or two before getting off the table and whispering in a sultry voice, "Come on, Stud. You put dinner on the table while I get your dessert warmed up."

"Forget dinner. Let's go back to the bedroom and fuck!" I groaned.

"Later, Baby. Later. Come on."

As I put the veal picatta, asparagus, salad, and garlic toast on the table, Glenda reclined in one of the chairs with her leg up on the table. The position spread her wide open. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her fingers as they slipped sensuously in and out of her wet pussy. "Like the dinner?" she asked.

"It's fantastic. All my favorites."

"Your dessert’s going to be even better, Honey. I'm getting it really warmed up for you. It's hot and juicy... It will just melt in your mouth, Baby."

I was about to shoot off inside my pants watching my wife finger fucking her pussy.

"Oh god. You're out of this world gorgeous, Glenda."

"EF Lover... then FL... Eat first, lover ... then fuck later. I rented a really hot porn... two guys fucking a gorgeous woman."

Later that evening, Glenda essentially destroyed me. She was insatiable. When I fucked her, her clit and pussy erupted in climax after climax with each orgasm being accompanied by her wild banshee-like screams every time her vagina and clit contracted in a hard spasm.

The first time I unloaded into her pulsing cunt, I didn't even lose my erection I was so turned on. She gurgled with hot pleasure when she felt my cock still rock hard inside her.

"Oh fuck... you're still hard. Flip me over and ram that thing into me doggy."

I did as directed bringing her to another half dozen orgasms before emptying my second load into her hot hole. After I had shot off, I rolled onto the bed on my back, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath. In less than a minute, my previously rock-hard dick was almost completely flaccid.

Glenda, however, wanted more. She cuddled with me for perhaps 10 minutes or so with one of her legs thrown over my thighs, her hand stroking my chest and caressing my now soft cock.

"I want it again, Darling," she whispered hotly in my ear.

"I don't think I can get it up again."

"Wanna bet?" Without waiting for a reply, she moved down my body and took my soft cock into her mouth. After stroking my balls and sucking me for 10 minutes, I was partially hard again. At that point, she pushed two fingers into my anus. Instantly, my cock was fully hard and ready again. Glenda squealed with pleasure as she mounted me, fitted my reawakened cock into her cum-filled pussy, and slammed her cunt all the way down my shaft.

Glenda's vagina contracted in several hard climaxes before I again filled her with my load.

Having already ejaculated twice, I had great control and continued to fuck her for almost 20 minutes before I once again filled her pussy with another thick load of cum. She must have climaxed at least six times before I shot off.

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For the next week, my wife continued to want sex almost every night. Usually, banging her twice was enough, but once a week or so, she wanted even more. As hot as she was for my cock, it seemed almost ridiculous to imagine that she was cheating on me.

Nevertheless, I continued to check the audio and video recordings every single day. For the first four days, other than seeing Glenda doing the housework and preparing dinner, I saw nothing of interest. When she talked on the phone, it was always with one of her female friends about a movie or shopping trip in the afternoon.

On each of those four days, she did leave the house around 10 AM and would be gone for four to six hours. Fortunately, I had had the foresight to install motion detectors that would activate the cameras and audio pickups in each room otherwise I would have been reviewing hours and hours of nothing but an empty house.

On the fifth day, things changed. Just like on the first four days, Glenda busied herself with housework, setting out things for our dinner, and phone calls to her friends. However, 10 AM came and went without my wife leaving the house. At 11 AM, she put on a very skimpy bikini and sunned herself beside our large pool. Since I had forgotten to place audio and video equipment around the pool, all I could see were long-range shots of her spread out on a deck chair with her top off sunning herself and occasionally caressing her tits. Even so, it was enough to give me an erection.

Around noon, she had taken off her bikini and was soaking up the sun's warming rays while naked. It wasn't long before her hands were roaming freely over her body eventually slipping between her thighs. The cameras weren't positioned properly to give me a good view, but it was good enough for me to tell that her hand was moving sensuously between her thighs. When her ass arched upward off the chair, I saw her mouth stretch open in what was obviously a deep groan as she climaxed on her fingers. By this time, I was stroking my cock and cursing myself for not putting cameras and audio pickups around our pool and deck area.

After her climax, she picked up the top and bottom and her bikini and walked back into our house directly to our bedroom. Now the view and audio were excellent. Obviously, one orgasm hadn't been nearly enough to satisfy my randy wife because as soon as she entered our bedroom, she was so hot she couldn't even wait to pull back the bed covers. Reclining on our couch, she opened her legs and thrust two fingers deep inside her now gaping hole. For 10 minutes, Glenda finger fucked her pussy while frantically rubbing her clit. After a few minutes, her hips thrust up, four fingers were driving into her cunt, as she screeched in an orgasm.

Her second orgasm hardly slowed her down. Very quickly, she had three fingers plunging into her hole while working her clit hard and fast. It only took her a few minutes to erupt in a third climax.

I had seen my wife masturbating before, but on those occasions, she hadn't been anything close to as wild and as hot as she was now.

When that orgasm ebbed, she did get off the couch and pull back the bed covers. At first, I thought she was going to take a nap after her vigorous masturbation session, but I had again underestimated my wife's raging libido.

Steepling her knees, her hands attacked her cunt and clit... one on her clit, the other working in and out of her vagina. Very soon, my wife's head was thrown back as her back arched and her ass humped. Her cries made it obvious that she was fantasizing about fucking an imaginary lover.

"OOhhhh god yes, Brian! Stick that monster dick up my cunt.... AAAAAHHHHH... YESS.. YESS... Oh fuck! You're so damn big.... so damn thick... big, huge cock... in meeee... RAM IT INTO TO ME, BRIAN. OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUMMMMMMMMMMM!!!"

"Oh god... Rex... HE'S FUCKING MEEEEEEE! HIS HUGE DICK IS FUCKING MEEEEEEEEE!!"

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On Tuesday of the second week, Sheila pressed the intercom alert. When I answered, she informed me that a woman calling herself "Martha" was on the line. Naturally, I told Sheila to put the call through to me on my secure line.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Honey. It's "Martha" again. Have you found out that I was telling you the truth?"

"No. At least, not entirely. I did check the logs at the Country Club and you were correct about my wife not keeping her appointments or cutting them short. You were also right about her being gone most of the day. I rarely get an answer when I call, and I’ve been taking off work and watching the house regularly. It’s certainly true that Glenda frequently leaves around 10 AM and is generally gone from four to six hours. But all that really doesn’t mean a thing. It seems to me that your idea that Glenda's cheating on me constantly is nonsense."

"First of all, Honey, I didn't say that your wife was fucking guys in your home... on your own bed. I told you that she was going out almost every day, meeting men, and being laid multiple times... sometimes by multiple partners. If you want to confirm this, you won't succeed by watching your own house."

"Second, you told me before that you wife's sexual desire has increased greatly in the last several months or so. Is that still the case?"

"Oh yeah. She wants it almost every night, and on some nights, she wants it three of four times. That almost kills me."

"Let me guess. The nights she wants your cock three of four times are those days she didn’t go out around 10 AM or so... right?"

I had to pause to think. Martha waited a few moments and then said, "Well? Is that right or not?"

"I was just trying to remember. But I think you're right. So what?"

"Sometimes men aren't very bright, Rex. When your wife stays home and probably masturbates during the day, she's obviously not getting laid by her lovers.... so in the evening she's wild for sex. But when she leaves the house for five or six hours, one or more guys have fucked her brains out. On those days, she feels guilty and makes certain you have some fun in her pussy in the evening, but she doesn't need it three or four times. Getting the picture, Rex? Or do I need to draw you some pictures?"

"I understand your point, but I haven't found any concrete evidence of your claims. Tell me, Martha. How do you know all this?"

"Simple. I hired a PI to follow her. She's very clever and very careful, but so was the PI. It took him two weeks, but by that time, he had pictures of her meeting several men, kissing them, letting them fondle her tits and pussy, and some of her entering motels rooms with them.

After I found out who the men were, I followed the men. They're not nearly as careful as your wife. For example, today, Brian Fredericks left his office early and went to the Marriott Inn Restaurant. Glenda showed up around 11 AM. They had a light lunch and then went up to fifth floor. All I had to do to determine that was watch the elevator lights. The elevator stopped on the fifth floor. Brian took your wife to room 544 and fucked her several times. Ok?"

"How do you know it was room 544? They won't give you that information at the front desk."

"That's very true. I didn't even bother to ask. I just waited about 15 minutes and then went to the fifth floor. There aren't many people in the rooms at noon so I just walked slowly up and down the hallways until I heard a woman groaning. Pressing my ear to the door, the sound of the bed springs squeaking were clear. I listened until the woman screamed, "Fuck me harder, Brian... Oh god! Ram it into me! I'm cumming!!"

For awhile I was silent as Martha waited for my answer. Finally, I said, "I don't know whether to believe you or not, Martha. I don't even know you and you're telling me my wife is cheating, but I haven't a shred of evidence to that effect."

"I understand. Just follow her... sooner or later you'll see for yourself. I'll call you next week. Bye."

I put the phone back on its cradle and sat motionless at my desk for at least five minutes. At the end of that time, my cock was still hard. That was just one more thing I didn't understand. However, I did remember that my wife had used Brian's name in her masturbation fantasy.

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Obviously, my surveillance equipment was not going to provide the evidence I needed. Since that had failed, I had only two options. One was to hire a PI to follow my wife as Martha had done. That seemed just too sneaky. The only alternative was to follow her myself.

As Chief Production Engineer, I was entitled to four weeks of paid vacation per year plus generous sick leave. I decided to take two or three days of that vacation to follow Glenda. Having made those arrangements, I used the standard excuse I had read about many times in the stories that appear in Penthouse Letters and other such publications... I told my wife that I had a three-day out of town business trip. There was no reason for her to question it, and she didn't.

Prior to the start of my "business trip", I rented a compact car from Avis so Glenda would not recognize my car, which I left parked at the airport where I rented the car. Next, I purchased some jeans and shirts, which I never wear. Finally, I visited a costume shop and purchased a fake moustache and a trim van dyke beard, dark glasses, and a baseball cap. When I had put on my disguise, I was certain that it would do the trick. Certainly, if Glenda looked at me carefully, she would probably recognize me, but I wasn't going to be close enough for that nor did I intend to give her any reason to look at me closely.

The first day of my trip found me in my rented car a block down the street from our house where I had parked among the trees of a city park. When my wife left the house, if she did, she would have to pass the park to reach the main road. A few minutes after 10 AM, I saw her Camry approaching. Letting it pass, I pulled out behind her but stayed a safe distance behind.

Glenda obviously knew where she was going. She drove directly to the Brentwood Mall and parked close to Dillards. When she emerged from her car, I saw that she was dressed in a tight pink top that showed a lot of cleavage and a small portion of one of her nipples. Her midriff was bare. The jean skirt she was wearing was ultra short and her legs were bare. She wore black sandals with a small heel. My wife was obviously not wearing a bra, but I could tell that she was wearing panties because the straps of her thong showed above the waist of the micro-mini skirt. All things considered, she was dressed provocatively to the point of being slutty. I thought her outfit was something a woman might wear to turn on a lover. It certainly turned me on as I was rigidly erect.

Glenda looked more like a hooker than a wife.

Her first stop in the mall was at Starbucks where she bought herself a latte and sat at one of the tables sipping it. Even though I was reasonably secure in my disguise, I stayed outside but in a position where I could watch Glenda. After five minutes or so, she uncrossed her legs and leaned forward slightly. The extra breast flesh revealed immediately attracted some male attention, which she seemed to ignore. A few minutes later, her legs opened slightly. The micro-mini skirt didn't have a chance in hell of covering her panties. Even more men took the opportunity to check my wife's matching pink thong that just barely covered her pussy. When she got up to leave, she spread her legs wide open as she slid out of her chair. By that time, at least a half dozen men were watching.

Glenda had her legs spread so wide open that it was obvious that she was deliberately flashing anyone who wanted to watch.

Glenda walked directly to Dillards. I followed but stayed well behind her. My wife shopped for about 30 minutes, buying a skirt and blouse combination. Every man she passed did a double take and tried to find some reason to continue to stare at her. She took her purchase to the cashier, paid with her credit card, and walked away. Since she had not taken her package with her, I assumed she would be back. However, after 15 minutes, there was still no sign of her.

Confused, I approached the cashier and asked, "I've lost my wife in the crowd. Did an attractive woman in a pink top and jean skirt just purchase a skirt and blouse here?"

"Yes. She did. You've missed her by about 15 minutes."

"Did she take her purchase or will she be back?"

"Neither. She didn't want to carry it around so she's having us mail it to her."

I nodded my thanks and left. For nearly 30 minutes I walked around the large indoor mall but found no sign of my wife. With no other option, I returned to my car and waited. It was after 3 PM before Glenda returned to her car and drove home with me following. Obviously, Day 1 was shot with no evidence to support anything Martha had told me.

Returning to my motel room, I turned on my laptop and logged into my home computer. From there, I could view the output of the audio and video recorders. As soon as Glenda had taken some things out of the fridge to thaw for dinner, she went to our bedroom, stripped...(she was still wearing panties)... and got in the shower. When she emerged, she dried her naked body and returned to our bedroom. The pink top, jean skirt, and panties were tossed into the clothes hamper in favor of a T-top, jeans, and a fresh bra and panties. The fact that my wife had changed clothes in the middle of the day wasn't lost on me, but it was warm outside and after hours of shopping, she had to be hot and sweaty.

After a light dinner, my wife watched TV, and then read some in her book. Finally, she turned in for the night.

The second day started out like a replay of Day 1. At 10:15 AM, my wife backed out of our garage and driveway and headed toward the downtown portion of the city. Again, I followed a discrete distance behind. This time, she parked in one of the high-rise parking lots in the city. I pulled in behind her and fortunately found a vacant space on the first level. From there, I could just wait until she rode the elevator down and then follow her.

After 20 minutes, there was no sign of Glenda. Frustrated, I approached the parking attendant and asked, "Are there other exits from the building other than this one?"

"Oh yeah. A lot of them. This lot serves several of the office buildings and hotels in the downtown area. There are elevated tunnels leading to each of them."

"How many?"

"Shit... don't know. Never counted. Maybe 8 or 10. Why?"

"Just curious. Thanks."

Since I had no idea which building my wife had entered, I just waited in my car. It was a long, long wait. By 4 PM, I had a bad case of cabin fever. By 4:30, I was cursing to myself. At 5:10, I was about to give up and leave when I saw my wife's Camry coming down the ramp. She never looked my way as she headed for home.

The evening was the same as on Day 1. The only change was my wife read "Penthouse Letters" rather than her book. Whatever she was reading turned her on so much she had to take off her panties and masturbate as she read. When she came, she yelled, "STICK THAT 9-INCH DICK UP MY CUNT, STUD! FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF ME! AAAHHHH GOD... YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM AGAIN!" My cock got so hard, I had to jack off twice before I could get to sleep.

On Day 3, Glenda left the house at 10:30 AM. I had the feeling it was Ground Hog Day, and I was Bill Murray living the same day over and over and over again. However, things looked more hopeful when my wife drove to the Hilton Inn West, parked, and went inside. The crowd wasn't huge, and there weren't multiple exists out of the hotel. I felt I should be able to follow her and see if she were meeting a lover.

However, when I carefully entered the Hilton and searched the lobby, there was no sign of Glenda. Thinking she must be in the lounge or restaurant, I relied on my disguise to protect me and entered first the lounge with no success. Then, I tried the restaurant and got the same result. Where in hell was my wife? Was she with a lover? How could I possibly miss her? My cock was hard again at the thought of her with a lover. At that moment, my cell phone buzzed.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Rex. By this time, I'm sure you recognize my voice."

"I do, Martha. Why are you calling?"

"To find out if you're convinced now. This time you didn't lose her like you did at the mall and then again in the parking garage."

"How the fuck do you know all that?"

"Simple. I was following your wife. Of course, I knew where she would be going and who she would be meeting, so it was easy for me. I saw you standing there like a dolt in Dillards while you wife hurried to Arby's, met her lover, and left. You were just leaving Dillards when they were getting into his car."

"What about yesterday?"

"Again... very simple. I knew who Glenda was meeting so I knew she would be using that parking garage. I was parked there on the second level waiting for her when she drove in and you parked on the ground level apparently expecting her to come down so you could easily follow her. I followed your wife to the Prescott Building where she hurried to Tom's office and spent almost six hours taking his 9-inch cock in everyone of her holes."

"I never saw her do anything. I still have no indication that what you're telling me is true."

"Well, you didn't lose her today. You must have seen that big, well-built black stud meet her in the lobby as soon as she arrived and take her to the elevator."

"No. When I got to the lobby, she had already disappeared. I didn't see anything."

"Rex... Don't give up your day job to become a PI."

"Yeah. I've already decided that following someone is easy to talk about but much more difficult to do."

"I guess I'm just going to have to give you some help. Jackson has your wife in Room 611. Give them 10 minutes and then, go up and listen at the door."

"How did you know I was here?"

"I can see you, Rex. Right now."

"Where are you?"

"Not going to tell you, Honey. I don't want you to know who I am or be able to recognize me later. Sorry."

"Ok. I guess I'd better hurry on up to Room 611 then." Martha began to laugh, almost hysterically. It took her a few minutes to get herself under control.

"What the fuck is so damn funny?" I demanded to know.

"You, Rex. Thinking that you have to hurry up to Room 611 as if they're going to finish before you arrive. Jackson's a big, hot, randy, black stallion. He's going to be fucking your hot wife until late tonight. Since you're supposed to be out of town or something like that, my guess is that Glenda's not going to get home until sometime around midnight."

"But that's over 12 hours of fucking. No man can do that."

"Jackson can.... with a little rest occasionally, of course. He'll fuck your wife 7 or 8 times today... maybe 9 or 10."

"How big is he?" I groaned.

"Big cock, but not a monster. Maybe eight and a half inches. So hurry on up to Room 611, Rex. You don't want to miss anything."

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My cock had become hard as stone before the elevator reached the sixth floor. For some reason, I found myself eagerly looking forward to hearing my wife being fucked in room 611. Over the last year, I had read dozens upon dozens of letters from couples where the husband got off watching other men fucking his wife or having her tell him all the hot details while they were in bed having sex. They had always excited me, often getting me hard, but I had never imagined that I might respond the same way if it were my wife being screwed.

Walking down the hallway, I checked off the room numbers 623... 621 .... 619 .... 617. My cock seemed to be throbbing harder as the numbers decreased. 615... 613. I felt like I might ejaculate in my pants. Then, I was standing beside Room 611. I listened just outside the door, but heard nothing... not a sound. I moved closer to the door. Still nothing. Finally, I pressed my ear against the door and I heard an occasional muffled noise, but nothing I could make out. All it told me was that the room was occupied. The damn door was almost soundproof. Probably, the Hilton had designed the doors that way to protect the privacy of their guests.

As I stood alone in the hallway, I was surprised... and then amazed... at the emotions racing through me. The principal one was disappointment. I wanted to hear this unknown black man fucking my wife! I did feel some jealousy, but it was totally overwhelmed by my desire to hear Glenda gasping and moaning as that large black cock sank into her cunt. I was so turned on, I wanted to jack off, but obviously I couldn't risk it in the hallway of the Hilton's sixth floor.

Totally frustrated, I took out my cell phone and dialed my wife's cell. It rang once... twice, but there was no answer. Again, I pressed my ear to the door and thought I could hear my wife's cell ringing inside room 611, but I couldn't be certain. The sounds were so muted they were all essentially unrecognizable.

I continued to allow the phone to ring, and finally, on the seventh ring, my near breathless wife answered. "Hi, Honey," she panted. "Why are you calling so early in the day?"

"Lonesome, I guess. Wanted to hear your voice and let you know that every thing is going fine. I'll be home around 9 PM tonight. What's wrong? You sound like you're out of breath... almost panting."

"Oh Baby," she gasped now making no effort to conceal her excitement. "You caught me."

"Caught you?"

"Yeah. You caught me masturbating. I'm lying on the bed ... naked. My vibrator is in my cunt, Honey, and I was rubbing my clit like crazy when the cell rang. I wasn't going to answer it, but it just kept ringing. Then, I noticed that it was you, so I stopped rubbing my clit and answered, but I'm so hot ... my clit is so hard... I was just about to cum when you called."

"God! That's so hot! Keep doing it while I listen... please."

"You're a dirty, sexy man, Rex. Is your cock hard?"

"Like iron."

"Are you some place where you can take it out and jack off while you listen to your slutty wife getting herself off?"

"No, dammit! And I feel like I might cum in my pants."

"Good. I want to make you shoot off in your pants. I'm rubbing my clit again now, Honey. OOohhhhh god... that feels so hot... sooo good."

"Are you fantasizing about something while you're fingering your pussy?"

"Mmmmmm... ohhhhh yesss, Baby. And it's dirty and hot."

"Tell me!"

"I don't know, Darling. It's so dirty... and it involves another man."

"TELL ME! PLEASE!"

"All right, but remember, Honey, you asked me to do it. I'm in bed with him, Darling. He's big... handsome... powerful..... AAAAaahhhhh god! OOOhhhhhh shit! He's putting his big, thick, black cock into my cunt right NOW! UUNNGHHHH!" AAAAHHH! IT'S GOING INNNNN..... SINKING INTO YOUR WIFE'S HOT CUNT.... UUUNNMMMMMM!"

"Black cock?"

"Oh yes, Dear. He's black... and you know what they say about black cocks! It's all true.... believe me, Honey... IT'S TRUE! He's got it buried in your wife’s cunt now, Honey. His hands are under my ass... holding me in place for his cock... ungh UNGH! UNGH! UNGHH!"

"He's fucking you! You're grunting every time it sinks into you."

"Yes... yes... ohhhhh yesss... can't keep from grunting... he's big... so fucking big.!"

"OOohhh god, Honey. His cock is stretching meeeeeeeeee!! GGHHHAAAA!!"

"What position? Tell me," I heard myself gasp hardly recognizing my own voice.

"On my back... uunnghhh... gghhhaaaa!! He's pounding it into meeeeeeee!"

"God... I can hear the bed springs squeaking!"

"That's because I'm humping my ass up and down on the bed... just like I would if a man were actually on me... screwing your wife's brains out. AGH! AGH! AGH! I'm getting it harder now. AAAWWWW FUCK!"

"Oh, Honey! He's making me cum. I'M CUMMING ON HIS BIG, BLACK COCK! NOW!!"

"Is he wearing a condom?"

"Ooohhh... OOOHHHH... AAAHHHHH... Oh fuck, Baby. My pussy's on fire! No. No condom. He wouldn't wear one. AAAahhhhh god.!"

"Has he cum in you yet?"

"Not yet. You would believe the control he has.... oohhhhh jezzzz.... he's turning me over.... putting me onto my knees...pushing my head down on the bed... Oh my god, Rex. My ass is way up in the air! I can feel him spreading my ass cheeks... exposing my pussy hole... AAaahhhhh... his cock's going back into me ... GGGHHHAAA.... He's fucking me again... uunnghhhhh!"

My wife was pretending to be fantasizing, but I was almost certain that what she was telling me was actually happening inside room 611. In my mind's eye, I could see that huge stud slamming his dick into my wife's cunt. I couldn't stop squeezing and stroking my cock through my pants.

"FUCK ME HARDER, JACKSON! CUM IN MEEEEEEEE!"

"He's cumming in me, Darling... Oh god! I can feel his big dick jerking and throbbing inside my pussy.... HE'S SHOOTING HIS LOAD INTO MEEEEEEEEEEE! I'M CUMMING! I'm cumming too!"

Listening to my wife panting and groaning as her body shuddered in an intense climax had me so hard, my cock hurt. It took all my will power to keep from taking it out and jacking off right in the Hilton hallway. When her sighs abated, I asked, "Are you finished now, Darling. It sounded like you had an awesome orgasm on your fingers and vibrator."

Oh I did, Darling. It was just huge. My clit's still twitching, but I'm not finished. You know I like to get off several times."

"I know... oh how I know. Are you going to use a different fantasy this time?"

"No... I like this one. His big dick is still semi-hard, Honey. He's lying on his back now and wants your wife to suck him hard again. Then he wants me to ride his big shaft. Do you mind if I do it, Darling. Please let me suck his black cock and then ride it. Can I? Please?"

"Oh hell yes! SUCK HIM! SUCK HIM HARD AND RIDE IT!" I was almost screaming when I said it.

"You wouldn't believe this, Rex. His cock's almost fully hard again, and I haven't even started to suck it. He says it's because I'm talking to my husband on the phone while he's fucking me. Mmmmmm... his fingers are up your wife's cunt now, Rex. MMmmm... Have to stop talking and suck now."

I could imagine my wife bent over the guy's dick... sucking it. Getting it hard as steel again.

Several minutes went by with the only sounds over the phone being muted female moans and the wet sounds you hear when a woman sucks a cum-covered cock. In the midst of these sounds, I thought I heard two or three much deeper male grunts. A moment later, Glenda again spoke into the phone.

"Could you hear me grunt when my hot stud rammed his big prick all the way down my throat. God! I can't believe I could take all of him. He's almost nine thick, hard inches of man meat."

"Are you sucking your dildo?"

"Un-huh. I wish you were here so I could suck your big cock, Darling. I'll just have to wait until tonight."

"What's happening now?"

"Jackson wants to fuck me again. He's making me mount his cock. I'm doing it."

"Thinking about you doing something like that has me so fucking hot!"

"Would you actually like to see me mounting a stud, Honey? Taking hold of his dick like I'm doing to Jackson... Shit... he's so big... and watch me as I fit the big head into my hot hole... and slowly sink down his shaft. Would it turn you on to watch another man's cock disappearing into your wife's pussy? Jackson's cock is going innnnn.... it sinking into my pussy again, Darling.... GGGhhhaaaa.... so fucking huge!!"

"Is he fucking you now?"

"I'm on top of him, Rex, pumping my pussy up and down his sex spike. UUNNGGHH... it hits my cervix every time I push my cunt down his cock, Baby. But he hasn't starting thrusting yet. He's making your wife fuck herself on his pole."

"Oh shit... I'm about to cum in my pants."

"Really? Are you really going to shoot off in your pants. Tell me truth!"

"Yessssssss... very soon. I've been trying to hold it back, but I can't hold it much longer."

"You'll cum in your pants as soon as my fantasy lover starts to fuck me hard and fast, won't you, Darling?"

"Yessss!" I hissed into the phone.

"Oh god... you'd better get ready to shoot, Darling. Jackson's just pulled me over his body and grabbed my ass with both of his big hands. He's starting to fuck me now, Honey. UNNNGGHHH! OOHH FUCKKKK... He feels like a huge log inside me, Hubby!"

He's starting to fuck me now, Rex. OOHHHH GOD! HE'S POUNDING IT INTO ME!"

"Oh shit! Is he fucking you deep and hard? Are you going to cum?"

"WHAT DO YOU THINK? OF COURSE, HE'S FUCKING YOUR WIFE HARD AND DEEP... OOOOHHHH. GAWD DAMN! I'M CUMMING... I'M CUMMING ON HIS HUGE COCK!!! NOW!!"

"JACKSON'S SHOOTING IN ME, REX! HE'S UNLOADING INSIDE MEEEEEEEEE!"

"Me too!" I screamed. "I'm cumming... aaahhhh... in my pants. Oh my god, it's huge! I'm still shooting off. Ooohhh fuck! What a mess."

Glenda was laughing. "I love that! You're out in public with a huge cum stain all over the front of your pants from listening to your wife masturbate and fantasize. I'm gonna take a shower now, Darling. See you tonight."

Glenda hung up and once again, all I could hear were very muted sounds through the door. I pressed my ear against the door trying hard to hear what was happening inside the room, but with no success. The huge cum load was now soaking the front of my pants. I knew I had to leave.

The stain on the front of my pants grew bigger and bigger as I walked through the lobby. One woman saw it and grinned at me. We looked into each other's eyes, and she licked her lips in invitation.

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A Cuckold's Wife:

After ending the sex phone call with my husband, I had enjoyed two more climaxes before falling into an exhausted sleep from which I didn't awake until after 4 PM. By the time I had taken a shower and dressed, it was 5 PM. When I left my room at the Hilton, I opened the door carefully to make certain no one I knew was in the hallway. As an added precaution, I rode the elevator down to mezzanine level and got off. Before walking down the stairs to the lobby, I made a complete circuit of the balcony overlooking the lobby searching for any sign of people who knew me. When I saw no one, I quickly descended the stairs and hurried to my car. It was around 5:30 PM when I entered our home.

Rex had told me that he would be home around 9 PM, and I was certain that he would keep to that schedule. With a little over three hours to wait, I made dinner for myself, salmon picatta, asparagus, and new potatoes, and enjoyed it with a glass of Chablis. Afterwards, I read until around 7:30 PM when it was time to bathe, do my make up, and generally get ready for the arrival of my sexy husband. I couldn't help giggling and then laughing at the image of my wildly excited husband shooting off a huge load inside his pants. I could only imagine what he must have looked like walking around in public with a huge wet spot all over the front of his pants.

Rex didn't become Chief Production Engineer by being late. He was always prompt and tonight was no exception. It was 8:58 PM by the clock on the wall when the headlights of his car turned into our driveway.

When my husband entered our den, he stopped dead in his tracks. His mouth fell open, but no words came out... only a deep groan followed finally by "OH MY GOD!"

I was lying on the couch totally naked except for my thigh-high black hose and a pair of hot four-inch heels. I had my legs open and was using my fingers to spread the lips of my pussy completely exposing the pink, wet interior. "See something you like, Honey?" I whispered in my best seductive voice. As I said it, I arched my ass giving Rex and even better, more erotic view of my wide open cunt.

My totally obscene posture had my husband's full attention.

"Oh my god!" my husband repeated for the second time. "You look... "

"totally fuckable," I said finishing the sentence for him. "That's the general idea. Masturbating while telling you all about my sexy fantasy of a black stud fucking me was hot, but all it did was make me want your cock even more. Hurry, Darling. Get naked. Your wife needs to be fucked... deep and hard."

I had never seen my husband strip any faster than he did at that moment. He obviously didn't care about the fact that he ripped off three buttons jerking his shirt open. Instead of unlacing his shoes, taking them off, and placing them side-by-side as was his usual custom, he hopped on one foot as he tugged his shoe and sock off. They were tossed carelessly aside as he pulled off the other shoe and sock. When his pants hit the floor, he kicked them away. His briefs bulged with his iron-hard, rigidly erect seven-and-a-half inch cock.

My vagina throbbed when I saw how hard Rex was. He literally tore the elastic band of his briefs as he jerked them down his thighs. His gorgeous dick surged straight up. The sight sent hot waves of desire shooting through me. "Stand up, you hot Witch!" Rex ordered. It didn't even occur to me to hesitate. Without taking my eyes off his swollen, throbbing cock, I scrambled off the couch to my feet. Without being told, I bent over and began to suck his organ.

"Oh Yeah! Suck it, Glenda. Suck me! Get me hard as stone for your hot cunt."

Sucking his entire length into my mouth and throat, I locked my lips around the base, cupped his cum-filled balls, and sucked him so hard my cheeks hollowed.

"Enough sucking! Fucking time. Stand up." Quickly, I rose to my feet. Saliva and his precum juices dripped from my chin.

"Bend over!"

I did bracing myself with my hands on the couch. My randy husband abruptly smacked me hard on my naked ass. It stung, but mostly it sent hot waves of pleasure rippling through my pussy and clit.

"Bend over further! I want your head around your ankles, your big tits hanging down, and your hand between your thighs holding your cunt hole open for me. Do it now!" He spanked my ass once to emphasize his order. My vagina throbbed so hard, I thought I was about to cum. If my husband had spanked my ass just one more time, I would have.

When I had assumed the position and was holding my pussy open for him, he swabbed his dick up and down my sex trench bringing howls from my lips. Then, using his hard cock like a club, he whacked my ass several times and then raked the swollen head over my engorged clitoris. That was all it took. Instantly, my vagina clamped down as my clitoris pulsed repeatedly.

"Oooohhhhh god, Rex. I'm cumming... I'm already cumming... Can you see my pussy opening and closing? My clit throbbing. Can you?"

"Oh hell yes!" He whacked my ass and clit several more times causing me to wail in hot ecstasy. "Ready?"

"Oh fuck YES! Ram that dick into me! Fuck your hot wife, Lover." I came again when he slammed his hard cock all the way into my waiting hole. Pulling it out, he gave it to me again just as hard. I hissed in hot female pleasure. This was the first time my husband had ever taken me in this bent-over, helpless position. I felt like my whole body was just a hot fuck hole for his rampant shaft. I took it... hissing every time it slugged into me.

I was cumming almost continuously as Rex hammered his prick in and out of my dripping cunt.

"Oh god... I love it, Darling! I love it! I love it! Make me cum again... aaaah.... bang me, Baby... cumming... my pussy’s cumming again."

My out-of-control husband jack hammered his shaft into me driving me from one climax to another. Just the hot squishing sounds his cock made every time it filled my cunt were enough to drive me over the edge. Every thrust of his cock brought another passionate moan from my lips.

"Ohhhh my gawd... you're driving me crazy... ungh! ungh! ungh! Fuck It! Fuck It! Fuck It!, " I heard myself howling.

Without pulling out of my vagina, Rex moved us to the piano where he bent me over the keyboard and hiked my foot up onto the bench. The position opened me even wider. I felt him push my head lower as his rigid, throbbing shaft stretched me open, raced down the length of my vagina, and thudded with masculine authority into my cervix. My body was shaking so hard I couldn't keep my hands from banging randomly into the piano keys. My hot screams and a cacophony of random notes filled the room. If it had been recorded, it would have become the latest rage among modern classical music buffs.

"AAAGGGHHHAAAA!!! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!!"

"I can't take much more, Honey. My legs are about to collapse. Please shoot it into me and let me rest... just for a while... then you can have me again. Please," I moaned.

Mercifully, my hot stud husband pulled my hips back against his raging shaft, buried it to balls inside my trembling pussy, and fired a huge load of cum into the bottom of my hole. He continued to throb inside me for at least a minute before withdrawing. At that point, my legs did collapse. Fortunately, Rex caught me and carried me into our bedroom.

We cuddled together in the aftermath of the furious sex we had just enjoyed. My secretions and his huge load were seeping out of my gaping pussy soaking the bedcovers, but neither of us cared as our lips playing together with my tits crushed against his chest and his still-twitching penis resting between my thighs.

Neither of us spoke for about 10 minutes. Finally, I broke the silence. "I loved having phone sex with you this afternoon, Honey. It was so erotic... so hot!" As soon as I mentioned it, I felt my husband's penis surging between my thighs. I added more fuel to the fire. "Did you really get so hot you shot off in your pants, Darling?"

"Oh god, yes," he moaned. His penis continued to harden.

"What excited you the most, Rex? Listening to me masturbate?"

"No, not that."

"What then?"

"Your fantasy about the hung black stud fucking you."

"Thinking about your wife having to take a huge, thick, black cock up her cunt made you cum in your pants?" That's all it took. My husband's cock was again fully erect and jerking between my legs. It felt hard as stone. "Oh god... your cock's hard as iron, Honey. That fantasy really does it for you, doesn't it?"

"Oh yeah! It does. It was so incredibly realistic. From the way you were cumming over and over again, it must have excited you just as much. Did it?"

"It did, Lover. It did. What about it turned you on so much? Was it the fact that in my fantasy, I was making it with a black guy?"

"Partially, I guess. That plus the fact that you were going crazy over his huge cock. I thought women always say that size doesn't matter."

"They do say that, and they're always lying, Darling. We say that to make our boyfriends or husbands feel secure. Didn't it bother you to hear your wife cumming again and again from just fantasizing about a huge black dick fucking her pussy?" My husband didn't answer... he just groaned as his cock jerked hard between my thighs.

"You're cock's throbbing, Lover. Really hard. It must not have bothered you all that much."

"It didn't. It made me cum in my pants. The images were just so fucking hot."

"My god! If just having fantasy phone sex about it gets you so hot you shoot off in your pants, what in the world would happen if I actually did it for real? Wow! Oh Honey, your cock feels like a steel shaft, and it's throbbing like crazy. I think you'd better fuck your slutty wife again before you cream my thighs."

Rex was breathing so hard, I thought he might hyperventilate. I squeezed his raging erection with my thighs. He moaned. "Would you ever do it for real?" he gasped.

"Would you want me to?"

Rex groaned loudly. His prick seemed to grow another inch between my thighs. Without a word, he pulled away from me, turned me onto my back, grabbed both of my legs behind my knees, and rammed them back onto the bed. Lowering his face to my pussy, his lips sucked my swollen clitoris while his tongue stroked around and around the throbbing shaft and then up over the sensitive tip. It was my turn to groan, and I did. In less than a minute, my vagina was contracting in hard spasms.

In the middle of my orgasm, Rex mounted me. Once he had his hips socked firmly into my sex saddle, I felt my legs being pressed even further back. I screamed when he rammed his throbbing sex spike into my waiting cunt. The fucking was hard, deep, fast... intense. We both grunted every time his balls slapped against my upturned ass.

Another orgasm ripped through me when Rex rammed into my hot cunt.

"Would you do it for real?" he demanded as his dick plowed into me.

"AAAaahhhhhhhhhhh... I'm about to cum again, you hot Bastard!"

"Would you do it for real?"

"Unnghhh! UUnngghh! Harder. Please... fuck me harder. I'm almost there."

"Would you do it for real?"

"YES! YES! YES! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE!! I'M CUMMING!!!"

"UGHH! UGGHH! DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP, HONEY. KEEP FUCKING MEEEEEE! I'M STILL CUMMING!"

When my vagina clamped down hard on my husband's cock, his prick contracted right along with my pussy. Several thick loads of semen pumped into me as we ground our bodies together trying desperately to drag every bit of pleasure possible from our simultaneous orgasms.

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It was some time later when I raised up on one elbow and looked down at my husband's smiling face. "Pretty satisfied with yourself, aren't you, you hot Stud? That was just unbelievable!"

"Yeah. I am. I just love making my hot wife so hot she can't keep from cumming."

"Me too, Baby. Me too. With a performance like that, you can fuck me anytime, Lover." I kissed him, waited a moment and then kissed him again.

"Did you mean it?" he asked.

"Did you?"

"Yeah... I think I did."

"You just think you did?"

"No. I'm just a little embarrassed. Sorry. I did mean it. Did you?"

"If it turns you on so much that I get it like you just gave it to me, then hell yes, I meant it providing I get to pick the guy. Is that Ok?"

"Of course. It wouldn't be any fun for either of us if you weren't excited by the guy."

"Does he have to be black?"

"No. Whoever turns you on."

"Could he be black?"

"If he excites you, of course."

"Doing it with a stranger might be exciting. What do you think? Would it turn you on to watch a guy you've never seen before fucking me?"

"Anything... every thing you do turns me on. If a stranger works for you, then it works for me, but I would certainly want to be around to be certain that you're safe."

"How about a guy we know? Would you be Ok with a guy we both know screwing your wife?"

When my husband nodded, I kissed him again and then asked, "Do you want to watch? Or maybe have me call you when he's fucking me so you can listen? Or would you prefer to just hear all the detail later when you're fucking my slutty ass off?"

"I would prefer to watch and perhaps participate sometimes. Second best would be to listen... either from outside the bedroom or on the phone. Hearing all about what happened would hot, but that's my last choice."

"Ok. I'll look around to see if there's any guys around who might like to fuck me while you watch or listen or participate."

"Think you can find anyone?"

"Maybe a hundred or so."

"You sexy, hot Bitch."

"MMmmmm... you noticed. Are you certain you want to unleash the whore in me, Honey? Will you be Ok when you see a huge 10-inch cock stretching your wife open and disappearing inside her cunt?"

"Oh god. I'm getting hard again."

"Oh fuck yes! And will you be Ok when you see his buttocks contracting as he shoots a huge load of cum up your wife's pussy? And then seeing it run out of my widely stretched hole?"

"I'm so damn hard!"

"You are... Jezz. It's like an iron bar again. And will you be Ok when some hot stud decides he wants to fuck your wife in her ass?

"I need to fuck you again. NOW! Get on me! Ride my cock!"

He didn't have to ask me twice. Swinging my leg over his thigh, I mounted him in reverse cowgirl position, grasped his rock-hard dick, aligned it, and then slowly took it inside my pussy. Rex was already throbbing like crazy inside me. Turning my head, I kissed him.

"Fuck me, Lover. Fuck me hard!"

As Rex rammed his shaft in and out of my hot hole, my hips rose and fell right along with his strokes. When I lifted my hips and he pulled out, we both sighed. Our sighs changed abruptly to excited grunts when I dropped my hips and he drove his sex gun deep inside my throbbing vagina.

"And will you be Ok with sloppy seconds... sloppy thirds? Or fucking me with six or seven loads of cum pooled inside my cunt?"

"I'm cumming! I can't hold it. It just too fucking hot!" My husband's cock began to jerk as he emptied his load inside my hot hole.

I guess that answers my questions, Honey," I whispered in his ear when his orgasm had ebbed. "But you were too fast for me that time. Do you mind if I get myself off on my fingers while you watch?"

"DO IT! OH GOD! DO IT!" he gasped.

"Oh watch me, Rex! Watch your slutty wife making herself cum! AAahhh... AAAhhh... AAAaaah... Get close... Watch my pussy and clit throb. I'm cumming for you! Do you like watching me do it? Watching me finger fuck? Watching other men fucking me? I'm cumming!!!"

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Another Call from Martha

It was the following Tuesday before Martha called my office again. This time Sheila put her through without even bothering to ask.

"What is it, Martha?" I asked as soon as I answered her call.

"Just checking to be certain that you're now totally convinced that your slutty wife is spreading her legs behind your back."

"It looks that way, but I still don't have any direct evidence."

"Didn't you go up to room 611 at the Hilton and listen that black stud fucking your wife?"

"I did go up and try to listen, but the doors are essentially soundproof. I couldn't make out any of the sounds coming from the room. All I could tell was that the room was occupied."

"You couldn't make out a thing? Not the bed springs squeaking or your wife howling every time that big cock sank into her pussy? You couldn't even hear that black stud grunting as he screwed her?"

"No, I couldn't. None of those things, and I tried for a long time with no luck."

"Damn! I thought you would be totally convinced after listening at the door. But I guess not. Well, I've done all I can to clue you in. I won't bother you again. Best of luck."

Martha hung up without another word.

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Glenda Scores:

It was Wednesday night when I again brought up the subject of my fucking other men.

My randy husband had just finished screwing me like a wild bull. He gave it to me in missionary position with my ankles up on his shoulders and his hands beneath my butt finger fucking my ass. I came several times before he shot his first load into my throbbing hole. I was surprised and elated when he didn't withdraw. Instead, he continued to grind his pubic bone against my clit until I had cum again. By that time, he had regained a full erection. I got his second load in doggy position.

We were cuddled together when I asked, "Have you changed your mind about wanting me to fuck other men?" As soon as I asked the question, Rex's cock jerked in my hand.

"No. Are you going to do it?"

"Well, if I do it, I need to do soon before I lose my nerve. How about Friday evening? I'll dress hot and slutty, and we can go out to a dance club. I'll go in alone and you follow me in a few minutes, but sit some other place so the men will think I'm alone and trolling for a guy. If someone attractive and sexy hits on me, I'll try to set something up for us. Is that plan Ok?"

"Oh hell, yes!" my husband groaned as his now fully erect dick jerked and throbbed in my hand. In a flash, he had pushed my legs apart and mounted me again. He didn't even ask me if I wanted to do it again. Nor did he ask me if I was ready. It was obvious that my wildly excited, lust-filled husband was going to fuck me again whether I wanted it or not. He pushed my legs up and back and nailed his rigid shaft into my cum-filled hole. Even though Rex had just finished banging me twice, he was still iron-hard. My third fucking was even more intense and wilder than either of the first two, and after he had cum, his cock still stayed hard.

"Ooohhh OOOHHH OOOHHHHH GAWD DAMN! FUCK MY CUNT, YOU HOT BASTARD!" I hissed.

As he ground his body against mine, his fingers probed my anus, stretching me. I began to shudder... then shake ... as I came again. Rex flipped me over, shoved a pillow under my belly, and nailed his hard shaft into my ass. Five inches filled me on the first thrust, and I got the other two on the next one. I came again... and then three more times when his fingers sought out my engorged clitoris and worked as he ass-fucked me like a machine.

I climaxed almost as soon as my husband's rampant cock entered my ass.

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After dinner on Friday evening, Rex wanted to watch me getting dressed for our first night out where I would be out to get laid by another man. "I'm nervous enough as it is, Honey. I want you to read the sections of Penthouse Letters that describe slutty wives getting laid by other men while their hubby's watch. I'll be out in about an hour. I expect you to have decided where we should go."

Actually, I wasn't at all nervous. I was, however, incredibly excited, but it wouldn't do to let my hubby know just how much I was looking forward to this. It was much better if he thought I was doing it just to please him.

For my outfit, I selected one of my ultra short jean skirts that just barely covered my ass and didn't stand a chance to conceal my panties when I bent over or sat down. I thought about not wearing panties, but that would have to come later. Not wearing panties didn't fit with the image of a very nervous wife doing something wild for her husband. I did wear a push-up bra that concealed very little of my tits and my top didn't do much more. For this first time, I decided not to wear stockings, but I did put on a pair of five-inch heels that were pure slut wear.

After doing my make-up with more than I usually used and dabbing perfume in all the strategic places, I was ready.

"Honey, you can come in now. I want to see if you think I look Ok," I called to Rex.

Rex must have practically run to the bedroom because he appeared in the doorway in just seconds. When he entered, he stopped dead in his tracks as he stared at me. I was bent over the bed with my ass facing him, my skirt up around my waist, and my pink panties fully exposed.

"What do you think, Honey? Do you think your wife looks hot enough to get some men to hit on her?" Since my panties were so thin my ass crack was exposed, I was pretty certain what my husband's answer would be.

No one was going to have any problems seeing my ass crack through my panties.

"OH JEZZZ! You look awesome. That outfit is going to keep me hard all night long. How short is the skirt?"

"It just barely covers my ass, Honey. Should I put on something less revealing?"

"Hell NO!" Turn around. Let me see how much of your big tits show."

When I turned around and Rex saw that more than a third of my tits were on display, he moaned and began squeezing his cock.

I pulled the top a little wider to expose even more of my tits.

Rex's mouth fell open when he stared at my half-exposed tits. "Fantastic! Unbelievable! You're just awesome."

"Mmmmmmm... you certainly do know exactly what to say to a girl to make her feel good. I'm ready if you are. Are you ready, Darling?"

"Oh god yes!"

"Are you sure? We can stop now if you like and spend the night fucking each other half to death. But if we go and I start turning men on, there won't be any good way to stop. Men hate a cocktease... as you well know, so you have to decide now. Do we go or not?"

Rex took my arm and led me to the car with his hand under my skirt playing with my ass. I was secretly amused that he kept his hand outside of my panties. I was certain that the men I would be with at the club would be far more aggressive.

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"Jack's Place" was a well-known hot spot in the city where men went to pick up hookers and women looking to get laid when their husbands were out of town or cheating on them. The cocktail waitresses wore skimpy costumes that exposed half of their asses and a lot of cleavage. I wondered how many of them were available for the right amount of money. As I thought about that, I felt my pussy throb at the thought of fucking a guy for money. Who knows....maybe one day...

As planned, I entered the club alone while Rex waited in the car. He was supposed to give me at least 10 minutes before coming inside. The downside to this plan was that while I got in without paying the cover charge, he had to pay the $10 cover. I thought it was amusing. The management obviously wanted me in the club a lot more than they wanted Rex.

Although there were still some empty tables around the club, I decided to sit at the bar and let the guys invite me to go to a table with them. Judging from the number of men who were checking out my tits and legs as I walked toward the bar, I figured I would have a wide choice of possible partners.

My judgment proved to right on target. When I ordered a sloe gin fizz and laid $5 on the bar, a well-built guy in his middle 20's with tats all the way down one arm took the seat to my left. I nodded at him which produced a big grin. "Your money's no good here, Honey. Beautiful women are forbidden to buy their own drinks in Jack's Place. Don't you know that?" He pushed my $5 toward me and replaced it with $5 of his own.

"No," I said with a smile. "This is my first time here. Thank you."

My benefactor looked me up and down paying particular attention to the wide expanse of tit flesh I was showing off and obviously concluding that I either had to be lying or new to the city. "Well, in that case," I said, "let me be the first to welcome you. I'm Stan... Stan the Man... and you are...?"

I could almost feel Stan's eyes checking out every inch of my tits.

"Glenda. Nice to meet you, Stan.

"Nice to meet you too," he said while looking down at my totally exposed thighs and the crotch of my pink panties that my short skirt failed to cover once I had sat down.

"Stan the Man, huh?" I said with a sly grin. Like Stan Musial? Did you give yourself that nickname?"

"Nope, but I like it. Some of the girls here hung it on me. It just stuck."

"I know that Musical was a great hitter for the St. Louis Cardinals. He got on base a lot, and he hit a lot of home runs. Tell me, Stan the Man, do you get on base a lot?"

Stan grinned and replied, "I get on base a lot. Yeah."

"Often get to second? Or do you just die on first?"

"Most of the time, I reach second base. The trick, however, is to get to third and then score."

"And do you score a lot, Stan?"

"Not as much as I would like, but I always give it my best shot." Again, Stan glanced down at my thighs and exposed pink panties. "Damn! I love that skirt and those sexy pink panties, Glenda."

"How do you know? You can’t see all that much of my panties."

"I guess you're right. I don't really know. Why don't you lift that tiny skirt you're wearing so I can see more of them."

I felt my face flush with sexual excitement. I had always fantasized about flirting outrageously like this, and now that I was actually doing it, I wanted to do even more. I saw Rex sitting at a nearby table and knew that I should stop, but I didn't want to. I also didn't think Rex wanted me to stop either. Turning on the bar stool so that I was facing him, I opened my thighs a little so that more of my panties were on display. When Stan's eyes were staring holes through my panties, I lifted my skirt.

Not only did Stan get to see my panties, but also part of one of my pussy lips that the crotch band failed to cover.

"Oh fuck! I can even see part of your pussy," he whispered. That comment made my vagina pulse, and when I saw that my husband was watching me expose my panties to Stan, the pulsing changed to a steady throbbing.

Quickly, I dropped my skirt back in place and closed my legs. "There... now do you still love my skirt and panties?"

"What do you think, Glenda? I'm already hard as a rock."

"Good. You're supposed to get hard when I let you see my panties and thighs." At that point, the bartender set my sloe gin fizz in front of me, and I turned toward to bar to sip it. In the process, I bent over almost exposing my nipples. The bartended stared openly. "I can't see her thighs or pink panties," he said, "but the view of her top from where I'm standing is great! Great tits, Glenda."

My tits were almost falling out of my top when I bent over the bar.

When I did straighten up, my top didn't move back into place so that even more of my breasts were exposed than before. Stan stared down my cleavage and licked his lips. "Christ! How big are those jugs?" he said in a hissing whisper.

"36D. I think you like them."

"Let's see how firm they are." Without hesitating, Stan's hand reached out and cupped my right breast. He hefted it... squeezed it... ran the palm of his hand over my hard nipple and very quickly almost had it out of my top.

I had to tell Stan twice to stop before he did.

"Ooohhh gawd... that feels good, but we're in a public place. Stop it, Stan. I mean it. Stop!" Frantically, I looked over at my husband expecting him to be furious. Instead, I saw that his mouth was slightly open and his hand was rubbing his cock through his pants. I couldn't tell whether he was hard or not, but it seemed pretty certain that he was.

Reluctantly, Stan moved his hand away. Sitting back, he stared at my now heaving chest. "You've got tits to die for, Glenda. Let's find a booth near the back where we have more privacy and the lighting is low."

I turned my attention back to my drink as the bartender continued to stare openly down my cleavage. Stan's hand fell to my thigh at the same time as another man took the bar stool beside mine. When I turned and smiled at him, I saw he was a nice-looking guy, probably in middle thirties. His appearance gave the impression of confidence and virility. As soon as he turned in my direction, his eyes locked onto my nearly naked tits and then dropped downward to check out my equally exposed thighs. I knew he could see Stan's hand stroking up and down the length of my right thigh.

As I sipped my drink, the new guy didn't even bother to introduce himself before moving his hand to my left thigh while Stan continued to stroke my right one. Both hands moved sensuously back and forth from my knee upward to a point where they were almost touching my panties. As the hands stroked me, I felt gentle pressure outward on both of my legs. I gave in to the erotic sensations their hands were producing and opened my legs very slightly... not much, but enough to encourage the men. Their hands now stroked higher until their fingers were lightly moving over my pantie-covered mound. My breathing deepened causing my breasts to rise and fall more rapidly. Both men noticed my arousal and pulled my legs even further apart.

At first, I tried to resist, but with two insistent male hands urging me to spread, it was hopeless. In less than a minute, they had my legs wide apart as their fingers explored beneath my panties. One hand was rubbing my clitoris... the other was slowly finger fucking me. I couldn't keep my hips still on the bar stool. I was about to cum right there at the bar.

"Come on, Glenda. Let's take this to a booth in back. It's darker there and more private," Stan said.

When their hands moved out from beneath my pink panties, I moaned. "Don't stop, damn you! Don't stop! I'm about to cum. Finish me!"

"When we find a booth," Stan whispered in my ear.

"Please... finish me first," I begged.

The two men ignored me and led the way toward the rear of the club. When we passed the table where Rex was sitting, he was openly stroking himself through his pants. It was obvious that he now had a huge, throbbing erection. He never took his eyes off of me as the two men led me toward the back of the club with their hands beneath my skirt on my ass.

Once the two randy studs had me in a dimly-lighted back booth, Stan told me to take out my tits. I knew I should be insulted, but all I felt was excitement. Quickly, I pulled my top down to my waist as both men stared at my now completely naked tits.

Both of my nipples were hard with excitement. I could feel my pussy gushing.

Once I had exposed my tits to the men, Stan was all over me. His hands captured my globes, squeezing them while he pulled and twisted my nipples. The rough treatment brought one passionate groan after another from my throat.

Stan had me gasping and writhing in a sexual frenzy as he worked on my tits.

While Stan handled my breasts, the other man, who had told me his name was Orin, was on the other side of me with his hand under my skirt rubbing my pussy through my panties. I couldn't keep my ass on the bench. Again and again, I arched upward against his stroking fingers. I was very close to an orgasm, and Stan knew it.

"She's about to cum, Orin. Rub her clit harder while I suck her nipples."

Stan was certainly right. I was very close and when Orin's finger slipped beneath my panties and began working on my naked clitoris, I was only seconds away from an orgasm. Not wanting to make a spectacle of myself, I struggled to remain still and quiet. Even so, when they made made me cum, soft whimpers escaped my lips, my ass rose off the seat, and my body trembled. The men sitting close by, including my husband, knew I was having a hard climax.

If any of the men around our booth missed it, Orin let them all know when he yelled, "She's cumming, Stan. Right now. She's cumming!"

The two men continued to pleasure me while my vagina and clit were erupting in hard, spastic contractions. Even when my climax ebbed, my body continued to tremble. Pulling my ass back from the edge of the seat, I sat up, wrapped my hands around both of their rock-hard dicks, and jacked them with firm strokes. Now, it was their turn to arch their butts up off the seat.

"I think its time we took this some place with more privacy. There's a Motel 6 a couple of blocks away."

"I'd rather we take it back to my place," I said. "My husband really gets off watching. That work for you two?"

I was a little surprised when Orin objected. "Sorry, Glenda. I'm really not into making it with a woman with her husband in the room. I tried that scene once and couldn't even get an erection with him watching. That's not an experience I ever want to repeat."

However, Stan had a different view. "Not a problem for me, Honey. I'll get it up a half dozen times for you tonight even if your husband and the whole church choir is watching. In fact, I really dig fucking a hot married chick when her old man is watching me doing it while he jacks off."

"MMmmmmm... sounds hot, Stan. No wonder the girls call you Stan the Man. But that presents sort of a problem. I'm going to visit the ladies room and think about this. Wait here guys. I'll be back in five." They both nodded and then watched my retreating ass as I made my way to the ladies room. With their attention totally focused on my undulating body, neither of them noticed the man two tables away who was now walking toward the restrooms.

Once I had entered the hallway leading to the ladies room, I waited for Rex to join me. He was there in less than minute. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life. Watching those guys getting you off in that booth has me so fucking hard I can't believe it."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Honey, but honestly, I doubt that you had as much fun as I did."

"So what now? Are you going to bring both of those studs back to the house?"

"No. We've got a problem. Stan is wild to come home with me and have you watch while he fucks me, but Orin can't do it with you watching. He told us that he tried that once and couldn't even get an erection he was so nervous with the woman's husband watching."

"So, it's just going to be Stan?"

"Could be, Darling, but I hate getting Orin all worked up like this and then leaving him high and dry. Just think about how hard you are and imagine how hard he must be. I was stroking his dick just before I came back here, and I can tell you, Honey, Orin's cock is hard as steel right now."

"So what do you suggest?"

"Would you mind your wife being a parking lot slut? Orin's got a van where we can fuck. After we're finished, Stan and I will head back to our place."

"Glenda, doing Orin like that leaves me out completely. I really want to participate with you and another man. Failing that, I at least want to watch. The last thing I want is to be sitting here in Jack's Place while my wife is being fucked out in the parking by some guy I don't even know. Actually, that's a little dangerous for you, and for me, it's more like torture and fun."

I grinned at my sexy husband. "Who said anything about you sitting here in Jack's Place?" I'll tell Stan to wait. If he wants to get into your hot wife later tonight, he won't argue. But I expect you to wait only about five minutes to give us time to get started. There's a lot of light in the parking lot from those big flood lights. You shouldn't have any problem sneaking up and watching Orin fucking me. I'll insist that he lower a couple of the windows to let in some air.

Rex hesitated for a moment, so I added, "Don't you think it will be incredibly hot to watch my heels jerking back and forth in the air as that Stud bangs me? Let's check." I reached out and stroked my husband's prick. He was every bit as hard as either Stan or Orin. "Seems to me like my idea is really getting to you. Your dick is like iron. So, can I be a parking lot slut with Orin and then a wild bitch later at home with Stan?"

"Oh god, yes."

"MMMmmmmm... thank you, Honey. I'll make it really hot for you. I promise. Just remember to give us about five minutes from the time you see us walking out to the parking lot."

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Not knowing which exit Orin and Glenda would use, I took a seat at the bar where I could see the exits to both the east and west parking lots. I was sipping a beer when I saw the two of them moving toward me. Stan remained in the booth waiting for Orin to finish fucking my wife. That thought caused my already hard dick to jerk and pulse. I had to squeeze my thighs together to suppress the impending orgasm.

As they drew closer, it appeared to me that Orin already had his hand under my wife's short skirt. They passed me without glancing my way and headed toward the west parking area. As they moved away, I could easily see that Orin's hand was not only beneath my wife's skirt, it was between her thighs moving back and forth over her pussy. I wondered if he was inside my wife's panties... or maybe she didn't have her panties on any longer. My cock began to throb again.

I followed Glenda's instructions to the letter. As they moved through the door, I checked my watch. Exactly five excruciatingly long minutes later, I walked briskly through the west door out into the parking area. Just as Glenda had said, the large flood lights provided a lot of illumination.

I didn't anticipate any problems finding Orin's van. After all, how many vans could be parked in the lot? And how many of those few vans would be rocking on its shocks? My first surprise came when I saw how many SUVs and vans were in the lot. Apparently, a lot of men came prepared in the hopes of hooking up with a hot woman.

In the first row of vehicles, there were four vans and two of them were rocking back and forth. Obviously, Glenda wasn't the only woman looking to get laid that night at Jack's. Picking the first one, I carefully moved behind the car adjacent to the now rapidly bouncing van. My dark clothes made me almost invisible as I moved up to one of the van's windows.

The woman was on her back with her legs wide open. The man fucking her was leaning back so he could see his dick sinking into her cunt. The position also allowed me to see it disappearing into her hole. The woman howled as it entered her.

"Oh fuck yes! Stick that big fucking cock up my cunt, Lover. Fuck me... Hard."

The man gave her exactly what she was begging for. It looked like his dick was about 8-inches, and he was pounding every inch of it into her hole on every thrust. As he fucked the moaning woman, he reached down to her clit and began working the erect organ. Instantly, the woman cried out and came.

"Oh gawd damn! OH GAWD DAMN! I'M CUMMING AGAIN! I haven't had it this good in years. Keep screwing me, Stud. DON'T STOP!"

The guy lowered his body over the gasping woman shutting off my view of his cock entering her cunt. As his hips rammed his organ deep inside the thrashing woman, she spread her legs even wider. The van was now bouncing wildly.

The woman let out a sobbing cry as her body shot into another orgasm. When she slumped back to the floor of the van, her lover went with her hammering his dick into her hole hard and fast. "I'm gonna shoot the load up your cunt!" he yelled. When he did, she came again.

Although the scene inside the van was hot, I wanted to find my wife, which would be ten times as hot for me. Quickly, I moved down to the row to the next van that was clearly bouncing on its springs. When I carefully looked through the window, I saw a huge-titted blonde slut ramming her pussy up and down some guy's cock. The reverse cowgirl position she was in let me see every inch of her body, particularly her huge bouncing tits that looked to be at least 40DD with saucer-sized nipples.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Fuck my hole, Stud. Ram that dick into me!"

Although it was wildly hot to watch the woman bouncing frantically on the man's dick, it wasn't my wife, and that's who I wanted to watch.

In the second row, there was a third van moving and rocking as some woman... maybe my wife... was getting fucked hard inside. Before I even reached the side of that van, I heard the wild, female screeching.

"Oh fuck, stop! You're too damn big. I can't take it there... GGGHHHAAAAAA!! Oh SHIT, STOP!!! UUNNGGHHH! UUNNGGHHH! OH!OH!OH!OH! IT'S GOING INTO MEEEEE... PLEASE.... GGGHHAAAAA!! YOU'RE TEARING MY ASS APART!"

"Shut up, Bitch! You've been cockteasing me all night. Humiliating your man while flashing your ass and tits at me. Now you're gonna get it as long as I decide to give it to you...first up your hot ass... then up your slutty cunt. SPREAD WIDER, SLUT!"

I had now reached the side of the van. The guy had the woman on her hands and knees with her ass high in the air. He was mounted over the woman's ass supporting his weight with his legs as he rammed his dick into her widely stretched asshole. She wailed every time his balls slapped against her clit.

”Oh god it’s hurts.... Please... at least go slow... let me get used to your huge cock. Please!”

The stud, who had been fucking her hard, slowed down and moved his dick gently in and out of the woman’s stretched rectum. Every few strokes he would pull his shaft all the way out of her ass. The first couple of times he did it, she sighed with relief. The third time, she moaned and thrust her ass back toward him trying to get his shaft back into her hole. The fifth time he pulled out, she hissed in a hot whisper. “Noo... put it back into me and fuck me hard, Honey.” After listening to her moan and beg for five seconds, he rammed his dick back into her gaping hole, stretching her again and filling her ass with about seven thick inches of meat. She howled and thrust back against his cock.

Just before I left in search of my wife, the woman was screaming with pleasure. "OOohhh yesss... fuck my slutty ass, Jed. Ass fuck me like a hot whore." She was now pushing back against his plunging shaft, fucking him as hard as he was fucking her. Her body trembled with orgasmic bliss. She screamed with rapture as her orgasm flooded her body.

In the third row, I saw a fourth van jiggling and bouncing. The frequency and amplitude were much greater than that for other three vans. Whoever the woman was, she was getting her brains fucked out.

This time, I looked in the back window of the van. The sight that greeted my eyes had my dick so hard, I had to unzip and get it out. A moment later, I was jacking off. The woman's legs were high in the air, her heels pointing straight up and almost rammed against the ceiling. With each hard thrust into her waiting pussy, her legs and heels were jerking back and forth in response to the force of his fucking.

Because of their position, the connection between the stud's very thick cock and the woman's cunt hole, as well as the woman's asshole, were easily visible. Since most of the man's shaft was buried inside her cunt, I could tell how long he was, but he was thick... really thick.

'AAAHHH! AAAAHHH! AAAHHH! OOOHHHHH! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!!"

Although, I couldn't see the woman's face, I had seen her cunt and asshole a thousand times. Orin was fucking my wife's brains out, and she was howling at the top of her voice.

"OH FUCKING DAMN! What a cock! What a thick hard dick! I love it. Fuck my hot married cunt hole, Orin. Dick me, Baby. DICK ME HARD!"

"Your cunt so fucking tight, I can't believe it, Glenda. It's practically squeezing the load out of my balls."

"Yessss... my hot pussy's milking you, Stud. Give it to me. Shoot that huge load up my hot hole. Knock me up, Lover."

"Aren’t you on the pill?"

"No. It's hotter to get fucked unprotected. Pump me full of your hot load, you big-dicked stud."

"Not yet. I want to make it last."

"Don't worry about that, Lover. I'll suck you hard again in no time. You can jizz my cunt anytime you want, Baby."

Abruptly, Orin pulled his dripping cock out of my wife's pussy and stared down at the gaping hole his thick dick had made. "I love looking at your stretched pussy, Honey. It's as beautiful as you are."

My wife, who was still lying with her legs up in the air and spread wide, was lost in pleasure. I could even see her pussy pulsing slowly... as if begging Orin to put his thick tool back inside. Orin moved back between her parted legs and pressed his thick rod against the entrance to her pussy.

"Do want my dick up your cunt, Glenda?"

"Oh god yes! I want your cock rammed into my cunt! Please. Put it back in. Fuck Me, Orin! Cum in me!"

Glenda's legs flew back, stretching high in the air, as the mushroom cap and one inch of Orin's shaft entered her hole. Orin pulled back and gave her two more inches of hard dick on his next thrust. My wife groaned and tried to push her hips up off the floor of the van so that more dick would enter her eager cunt hole. He pulled back and again fucked into her with three inches of his cock.

“You teasing Bastard,” she whined. “Please! Fuck me with it!”

“If I do, I’m going to cum inside your unprotected cunt. Do you want it?”

“YES! SCREW MY ASS OFF! SHOOT IT INTO ME!”

With a loud laugh, Orin gave a sudden thrust of his hips and his cock shot into my wife’s pussy. Her reaction was a loud cry of pure female bliss. She arched her back to present her cunt hole. Now buried to the balls inside my wife’s hole, Orin started to fuck her with long, hard strokes. His hands squeezed her tits and pulled on her nipples as he rammed her.

I was jacking off faster now as I watched my wife moving with him... her hips thrusting upward as Orin rammed down into her cunt. Suddenly, Orin buried his shaft all the way inside my wife, held it there, and began shooting the huge load that had been building all night into Glenda’s cunt. When she felt him ejaculating inside her, she came again... right along with him as she gripped his hips with her thighs..

“OH GAWD DAMN! THAT HUGE DICK IS ALL THE WAY INTO MEEEEEEE! IT’S SHOOTING INSIDE ME! AH GAWD, ORIN... YOU’RE KNOCKING ME UP!”

My wife and her lover weren’t the only one’s cumming. My dick just exploded sending huge streams of semen all over the side of Orin’s van.

After Orin had filled my wife’s pussy with his huge load, she pushed him onto his back and slipped her mouth over his semi-hard shaft. As hot as he was, he hadn’t lost much of his erection and with Glenda’s talented mouth sucking him while cupping and hefting his balls and finger fucking his ass, she had him fully erect again within a few minutes.

Throwing one of her legs over his hips, Glenda mounted him and rubbed her cum-filled pussy up and down the length of his hard tool. Lifting up, she hissed, “Put it in me. Stick that hot dick up my married cunt, Lover.”

Once he was balls deep inside my wife, she leaned over his body and began thrusting her hips hard and fast up and down his cock. The hot, squishing sounds the thick dick made every time it entered my wife’s cum-filled sex hole gave me another raging hard-on.

Glenda had fucked herself to three intense orgasm riding Orin’s dick before I again shot off against the side of the van. As my load trickled down the side of the van, Orin was getting ready to shoot his inside my wife’s vagina.

“Can’t hold it, Baby. Oh shit! That tight pussy is sucking it out of me! HERE IT COMES!”

“OH YEAH! IN ME! DEEP INSIDE ME! LOAD ME UP WITH YOUR CUM, STUD!”

“UNG! UNG! UNG! UNG! CUMMING!! UNG! UNG! UNG!! AAAHHHH... SHOOTING IT INTO YOU!!”

”Shoot it into me, Baby. Fill my married cunt with your load.”

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As the two of them got dressed, I zipped up my pants and walked briskly back toward the club’s entrance. I hadn’t gotten halfway there when I saw a big-titted blonde bent over the hood of a car. The guy behind her was pounding his dick into her hard, fast, and deep. Every time it slugged against the bottom of her hole, the woman’s mouth flew open and emitted a high-pitched keening wail. It looked like she was climaxing every time the dick filled her hole.

I stopped for a moment to watch. The man fucking the blonde grinned at me, and between strokes, said, “She’s a hot bitch, Man. Huge tits... big, wet cunt.”

“I’ll take your word for it. I can’t see it.”

“No problem, Buddy.” The guy lifted the woman’s left heel up onto the hood of the car totally exposing her pussy and his dick ramming into her. “Can you see her fuck hole now?”

The blonde’s huge tits flopped back and forth as the stud fucked her with jack hammer-like thrusts.

“Yeah... Oh hell yeah! Her tits are awesome too.”

“I’m gonna bust a nut up her cunt in a few minutes. Stick around and you can have a piece of her too, if you want.”

“Would love to, but I’m meeting a woman back in the club. Got to hurry.”

“Maybe next time,” grunted as he shafted the woman’s hole again. Forcing myself to turn away, I hurried back to the club.

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A few minutes after I got back inside Jack’s Place, Glenda came in. She walked straight up to me. “Did you get to watch, Darling?”

“Oh yeah. It was so fucking hot.”

“Did you jack off?”

“Yeah. I couldn’t resist.”

“You’re not supposed to resist when your wife is putting on a hot show for you. How many times?”

“Twice. All over the outside of Orin’s van.”

“I guess that’s only fair. Orin came all over the inside of your wife’s pussy, Honey. Twice. Just like you.”

“I know. I was watching. You were so wild and hot. I loved it.”

“So did I. Orin was good. Nice thick cock.”

“What was all that stuff about knocking you up?”

“I was just turning him on that much more, Honey. Guys get off thinking that they’re going to get another man’s wife pregnant. You should have felt his cock lurch and throb inside me when I told him to knock me up.”

“Are you still planning on screwing Stan?”

“Don’t you want me to? Have you changed your mind?”

“No way. But this time I want to be in the same room watching and participating.”

“What do have planned for me?”

“Stan’s cock in either your pussy or ass and mine in the other one.”

“Oh god! YES! I can’t wait. That has always been a huge fantasy of mine. You head on back, Honey. I’ll ride with Stan.”

“You know he’s going to stop somewhere and fuck you, don’t you?”

I know he’ll try, but I won’t let him. Not until we get home so you can be part of it. Promise.

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My clever, astute husband had been right on target when he predicted that Stan would try to fuck me on the drive to our house. When we were halfway home, he suddenly pulled the car into the picnic area beside the lake and stopped beneath a grove of trees.

I expected him to start stripping me out of my tiny skirt and panties. Instead, he opened his pants, pushed down his briefs, and took out an absolutely gorgeous dick. It was standing straight up, hard as stone, hugely thick and long with precum seeping out its tips. It literally took my breath away. In my entire life, I had only seen one other cock as big and as thick as Stan’s.

“MY GAWD, IT’S AWESOME!” I hissed with hot female pleasure. My vagina was already juicing and throbbing from just looking at it and imagining how it was going to feel when he put it in me. I just hoped Rex wouldn’t have a major attack of insecurity when he saw that monster dick fucking his wife. “How big is it?”

“Ten very thick and very hard inches of meat, Glenda. Want it?”

“Oh fuck Yes!” I wrapped my hand around it and found that Stan was so thick my fingers just barely touched. “AAAAhhhhh god! WHAT A COCK!!!”

“It’s all yours, Baby. Let’s get your skirt and panties off so we can get this big cock up your hot pussy.”

“I promised my husband that we wouldn’t fuck until we got home where he could enjoy being part of it.”

Stan fisted his big organ and whacked it against my thigh several times. I couldn’t keep from turning toward him and spreading my legs so he could whack my pussy with it, if he wanted to. He moved closer and did just that. I heard myself hissing with wild excitement as my body moved closer and arched to get better contact between his cock and the crotch of my panties.

“Do you plan on keeping that promise, Glenda,” he asked as he whacked his iron-hard shaft right on my clit. My legs opened even wider as I arched my pussy, gasping with hot pleasure each time that iron-hard, beautiful dick banged against my clit.

“I want to,” I moaned, now very close to an orgasm from having his big sex gun slapping steadily on my clit.

Stan moved the big head up and down the length of my sex slit... pressing inward. I had no doubt that he could have easily driven that iron-hard cock right through my thin panties and into my pussy.

“I can’t wait any longer to see your cunt, Glenda.” I raised my ass off the seat to let Stan remove my panties. Again, he spread me open and swabbed the head of that monster dick up and down my sex trench. I couldn’t stop gasping and moaning. Each time he raked it over my clit, my vagina went into a hard contraction. Suddenly, the up-down motion of his cock between the lips of my pussy stopped with his cock head right at the entrance to my vagina.

“Tell me if you want me to put it in, Glenda,” he whispered.

“You sexy Bastard. You know that I’m dying to feel your huge dick inside me, but this is the first time my husband and I have done it with other men. I can’t start off by lying to my husband. We have to wait until we get to our place. But damn you... drive fast. Please!”

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As soon as we were inside our house, Stan was all over me as Rex watched from the couch. With one swift motion, Stan stripped off my top baring my tits. He hefted them in his hands and then moved to my nipples... twisting and pulling them until I was writhing in his arms.

“I gotta tell you, Man, your wife has to-die-for tits... big and firm. Just look at her nipples. They’re hard as rocks, and look how they stick out!”

When he had me moaning and grinding my body against him right in front of my husband, Stan pulled up my skirt and bunched it about my waist. My husband’s eyes opened wide in surprise when he saw my panties were gone. My thighs glistened with the secretions from my excited pussy and the cum loads Orin had shot into me. Since Rex knew that I was wearing my panties when I left Jack’s Place with Stan, I was pretty certain that he figured I had broken my promise and let Stan fuck me on the way home. I hadn’t, but only because Stan had permitted me to keep my promise.

I was so hot my body was shaking with my need for cock. Frantically, I pulled off Stan’s T-shirt and then fell to my knees in front of him. My hands were trembling so badly, he had to help me get his pants open. Hooking my fingers into the waistbands of both his pants and briefs, I pulled both down his legs with one motion. Stan’s monster cock surged out.

Stan’s huge shaft arched upward like a powerful snake about to strike.

I couldn’t resist the urge to glance at my husband when Stan’s tool arched upward to its full 10-inch length and huge girth. Rex’s eyes were locked on that hard sex spike. I knew he was imagining how it was going to stretch my pussy. I also saw a flicker of concern cross my husband’s face.

“Suck it, Glenda. Get that hot mouth working on my dick,” Stan ordered. Being ordered by this huge-cocked stud to suck sent shivers of fear and excitement throughout my body. I wanted to suck it. I wanted to take it inside my body. I wanted to make it shoot gallons of semen into me. I began to suck.

Stan shoved four inches of dick into my mouth. I gagged. He pulled back, allowed my gagging to subside. Then, he gave me five inches. I gagged again. He repeated the action. Once more, I had five inches of his thick cock in my mouth and again, I gagged.

At first, I could only suck about five inches of his big tool.

After five minutes, I had six inches in my mouth. Stan was now fucking his cock easily in and out of my throat. He held my head steady and slowly pushed seven inches into my mouth and down my throat. Then, I took eight inches.... nine.... and finally, all ten inches. My lips were locked around the base of his shaft sucking him hard.

I couldn’t believe that I was taking that monster 10-inch dick down my throat.

As I sucked Stan’s dick, I looked over at my husband and winked. He had his own seven and a half inch cock out and was jacking it as he watched me deep throat Stan’s much larger organ.

Stan managed to hold off for almost ten minutes. I was amazed. I had been teasing him all evening, and had been on the naked edge of taking his cock up my cunt at the lake. But still, he had managed to delay his orgasm for almost ten minutes. But that was as far as he could go. I felt his huge dick jerking like mad. His buttocks clenched, and this monster cum load fired into my belly. He pulled back and shot the second and third loads into my mouth. I couldn’t swallow fast enough and large streams of semen spewed out the corners of my tightly cock-plugged mouth hole.

“Christ Rex! Your wife has the hottest, most talented mouth I’ve ever had my cock in. She just vacuumed the load right out my balls. Don’t stop, Baby. Keep sucking. Get me hard again for your hot cunt.”

It took less than five minutes for Stan’s dick to harden into a rigid sex spear. He picked me up as if I weighed nothing and took me into our master bedroom. I wasn’t the least surprised that he intended to fuck me in the bed I shared with my husband. He put me on my back, shoved my legs back, and bent over my body. I was shuddering with anticipation. Stan’s hips snapped forward driving his hard dick against my labia. My pussy was so wet and lubed up, his cock slid off the side.

“Oh hurry!” I moaned. “Fuck me with that huge dick!”

Again, Stan thrust against me. This time his cock hit my clit sending a series of hot sensations up and down the length of my vagina. I almost climaxed, but he still hadn’t gotten it inside me. I was frantic.

“Rex. Help him. Please. I need it in me. Put him inside my cunt, Honey. Please.” I begged.

When Rex knelt beside the bed, his head almost level with my upturned ass and pussy and Stan’s cock, Stan said, “Stick my cock into your wife’s hot cunt hole, Man. She’s wants it, and I can’t wait to get into her.”

Rex grasped Stan’s cock, shook his head in wonder, and said, “I don’t know if this thing will fit into her pussy.”

“It’ll fit, Man. Cunts stretch. It will just take a little time to stretch her out enough to sink all the way into her hole.”

My pussy convulsed in a hard spasm when I felt my husband’s fingers spreading my pussy wide and then fitting the head of Stan’s cock into my opening. As soon as Stan felt his cock lodged firmly inside me, he pressed two inches of dick into my hole.

“AHHHHH FUCK! It’s huge! Go easy, Honey. Take it slow or you’ll just kill me with that monster.”

He pulled back and again pumped with two inches of his shaft. I hissed with pleasure. He slowly worked another inch into me, and fucked me deliciously with that much of his prick.

“OOohhhh god! I’m cumming! I’M ALREADY CUMMING ON YOUR COCK, STAN!”

Rex was right beside the bed jacking off. He was so close he could only stroke his dick a few times before he had to stop and press his thighs together to keep from ejaculating. His eyes were locked on Stan’s dick as it moved more and more easily in and out of my now gaping pussy.

When I came, juices spurted out of my hole and my vagina expanded and contracted in hard spasms. The added lubrication allowed Stan to push three more inches of his engorged penis into me. My ass arched up off the bed. The friction on my clit as his dick moved inside me was just awesome.

As Stan fucked me, I realized that having to slowly open up a woman’s pussy was probably nothing new for him. With about half of his cock now firmly planted in my pussy, he was screwing me with short, half-inch thrusts. Every half dozen strokes, he stopped and rubbed my clitoris with his fingers to keep me right on the edge of a climax. The minutes passed as my ass humped frantically against this awesome stud. It took him about 10 minutes to get all of his cock into me, but finally, I felt his balls resting against my ass. He was buried inside me to the root.

Stan body was now directly over mine, his cock fully embedded deep inside my cunt.

Stan now started fucking me slowly... working his big cock in and out of my hole gradually stretched me open. At first, his strokes were short, hard jabs against my cervix. I moaned each time the thick shaft pumped into me and banged into the bottom of my hole.

When he had me fully stretched out and I was easily taking his organ, his thrusts grew longer and longer until finally, he was pulling nine inches out before sliding all the way back into my eager pussy. For ten minutes, Stan fucked me hard and deep, each stroke banging into me with masculine authority. My mouth was now wide open, my tongue lolling out, flicking over my top lip. Every stroke was scraping erotically against my G-spot and stimulating my clit until he had me screaming and moaning each time his prick entered me. Spreading even wider, I tilted my pelvis up making my cunt a perfect target and totally surrendering to his commanding possession of my body.

“OOoohhhhh god! Fuck me harder, Stan. I’m cumming again!! AAahhhhh ooohhhh fucking shit! I’m cumming so damn hard!”

My entire body shook and thrashed around on the bed beneath Stan’s rutting male body. Again and again, my vagina and clit throbbed spastically. Juices squirted out when Stan pulled back for his next thrust into my erupting hole. He hadn’t cum yet, and he was fucking my shuddering body like a pile driver.

His tempo increased. Every stroke was now driving his entire organ into my vagina.

All ten inches of dick were entering me on every thrust now.

Within a minute, I was surging toward another orgasm. My legs came up of their own accord and locked behind Stan’s. I grabbed his butt and desperately tried to pull his big tool even deeper into my erupting cunt.

“Oh god yes. Oh god yes! Ram that dick into meeeeeeee! Oh fuck yes! Ram it, Stan. Ram Fuck Me! Hammer that big cock into me!”

I heard myself screaming at the top of my lungs. My clitoris was dancing in and out of its protective hood. I could feel my vagina clamping hard against the huge dick plunging in and out of me as a massive, intense orgasm shook my entire body. At the same time, Stan rammed into the bottom of my cunt, held himself there, emptied his balls into my throbbing hole.

When Stan rolled off of me, my wildly excited, randy husband quickly replaced him. Mounting me, he had no problems finding my gaping hole and ramming his iron-hard cock all the way into me on the first thrust. I knew that Stan had stretched me so wide that my husband wasn’t getting much friction from my pussy. I solved that problem very quickly by contracting my vaginal muscles causing my wet hole to clamp down around Rex’s plunging dick.

As he fucked me like a wild stallion, I whispered in his ear, “Are you disgusted with me, Darling, for being just a dirty slut for Stan’s big cock?”

Rex could hardly talk, he was so turned on and wild to fuck me. Finally, he gasped, “I loved it! It was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I love the feel of your slick pussy when it’s filled with cum. I’m so hot to fuck you like a luscious whore, I’m afraid I may hurt you.”

“Don’t be. Fuck the shit out of me, Darling. Ram your wife’s slutty cunt as hard as you can. I’ll cum like crazy. DO IT, BABY. FUCK ME LIKE A HOT WHORE!”

Rex fucked me like a wild bull.

My husband’s dick rammed in and out of my cunt like he was trying to drive my ass all the way through the bed. I screeched in hot ecstasy as I came. Grunting and screaming, I urged him to fuck me harder. He did, and I had another orgasm even more intense than the first one. He lasted even longer than Stan had. By the time I felt his cock shooting the load into me, I had had four hard climaxes.

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Stan spent the night with us. After my husband had rolled off my body, Stan was lying beside us, his cock semi-hard from watching Rex screwing me. “Man, I gotta say that you plowed her cunt good. Glenda’s got a real stud husband. She’s lucky.”

I could see my husband beaming with pride. I wanted to kiss Stan, but I knew he would prefer that I suck him hard and fuck him again. This time, I stood on the bed with my feet planted just outside his hips, bent over at the waist and sucked his cock into my mouth. In his semi-hard condition, I easily took him all the way down my throat.

The position I was in as I sucked Stan’s cock was obscene. I could almost feel Rex staring at my cunt and ass holes as I sucked my lover.

As soon as he was hard, Stan put me on my knees, pulled my arms back, and nailed his rigid 10 inches into my cunt. I wailed in hot pleasure as it sank into me once again. The cum loads the two men had shot into me squished out around his plunging shaft covering his cock with our combined juices.

As soon as his cock was fully coated, he pulled out of my cunt and pressed his dick against my anus.

“Oh god, Baby. Go slow. I’ve never had a cock like yours up my ass.”

It took Stan 15 minutes to work his prick all the way into my ass, but finally, he was buried balls deep inside me. I had already cum once as he was working it into me, but now that he was fully embedded, the pressure and feeling of fullness very quickly had me wildly excited. When Stan began to pound my ass with hard, deep strokes, I came again. Before he put the first load of the night into my ass, I had cum twice more.

Stan’s huge cock stretched my ass into a wide gaping hole.

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The two men spent most of the night fucking me. My randy husband gave it to me four more times while Stan did me three times. I got almost no sleep. The following morning after breakfast, both men wanted to fuck me again at the same time. I could hardly wait.

Rex laid down on the bed, and I mounted him in reverse cowgirl position taking his cock up my ass. He pulled me back against his chest as I spread wide to open my cunt for Stan’s large phallus. He mounted me, and I screamed in my first orgasm of the day as it sank into me. Before the two men pumped their loads into my holes, I had experienced at least four more orgasms, or maybe it was one continuous orgasm.

I had orgasm after orgasm as the two hot studs double fucked me.

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A New Direction:

The following week, Rex and I had fantastic sex every day. More than half the time, we would go at it when we awoke in the morning, and then again as soon as Rex came in from work. After taking a break for dinner and maybe a TV show, he would often spread me out on the couch and drive his rigid shaft into one of my holes. Whichever one he chose was fine with me. After he had shot off, we would retire to our bedroom where I would suck his cock until he had another hard erection. It was usually close to 11 PM when we would both fall into an exhausted sleep. The sex was not only frequent, it was also incredibly intense and satisfying.

On Thursday, Rex asked me about the coming weekend. “How do you feel about going out to Jack’s Place or to another club this weekend, Glenda?”

“I need to talk to you about that, Rex. Is now a good time?”

“Good as any. Are you having regrets? Second thoughts?”

“No. Not at all. I loved it. I guess I really don’t have to tell you that since you saw every thing. How about you? Regrets? Second thoughts?

“None... absolutely none. I’ve never seen anything that hot or erotic in my life. And since that night, the sex we’ve had has been unbelievable. In fact, it’s much more frequent and even hotter than it was on our honeymoon.”

“I agree... it’s been all of that and more. I do, however, think we should make a few changes in our selection procedure.”

“In what way. Didn’t Stan and Orin excite you?”

“You know damn well they did, but we’re not going to be that lucky all the time, Honey. The guys we might pick up the next time could be duds in bed. They might be rough in bed and hurt me. Or they could be verbally abusive to you. Neither Orin nor Stan would wear a condom. I asked them to, but they refused, and I was far too hot for their cocks to stop them. In the worse case, I could pick some bad STD and then pass it on to you.”

After a little thought, my husband said with obvious regret, “I guess you’re right about all of that. It is risky, and I can’t stand the thought of anything hurting you... in any way. So you’re suggesting we stop?”

“Stop? You’re kidding, right? I’ve never had such intense orgasms in my life and this last week with you has been nothing less than near continuous, hot, delicious sex. There’s no way I want to stop this hot, new lifestyle. As I said, we just need to change our selection procedure.”

“Ok. I was worried there for a moment. I don’t want to lose what we’ve just found. What do you suggest?”

“How would you feel about the man we invite into our bed being someone we both know... someone we know is clean and free of any STD’s... someone who is a sexy, handsome, virile, big-cocked guy who, together with you, can fuck my brains out? Sound good?”

“It sounds fantastic? But there are some big problems. First, where are we going to find a guy like that every time we want to have some sexy fun? Second, how are we going to find someone like that whom we know and like and also know in advance if he’s got a big cock? And third, what about his wife or girlfriend. Hot guys like you describe usually have one of those.”

If I had scripted Rex’s response myself, I couldn’t have planned it better. He had asked every single question I had hoped he would ask. “Let me take your questions one at a time and see if you like my idea, Honey.

“As to your first question about how are going to find a guy like that every time we want to have a threesome or every time you want to watch a guy fucking me, the obvious answer is that we can’t. That is, we can’t unless we find one such guy and make him a permanent part of our hot, sexy fun.”

“Permanent part? In what way?”

“We invite him to spend weekends with us or longer if he’s around. Sometimes, we turn it around and spend time at his place. That opens up a lot of hot, sensuous things we can do, which we can’t do if we stick to picking up guys like Orin and Stan.”

“Such as?”

“Oh... things like you’ve got me in bed on my knees fucking me doggie and while you’re screwing me, I call our guy and tell him how you’re ramming your big hard dick into my cunt... maybe asking him if he doesn’t wish he was here with us.”

“Oh god yes,” Rex whispered as his cock began to harden.

“I could tell him to take his cock out and jack off while he listens to us fucking.” My husband moaned again and unzipped his pants.

“Maybe I could invite him to play sex director and tell you how to fuck me and tell me how I was to take your big cock.” Rex now had his dick out stroking it.

“What about the other way around?” he groaned.

“Oh yes,” I hissed. Now it was my turn to pull up my skirt, jerk my panties aside, and begin to rub my clit. “Would that be Ok with you?”

“What?”

“You know. You’re at work, and our guy stops by to enjoy a piece of your sexy wife’s ass. I call you while he’s fucking me. Isn’t that what you meant by ‘the other way around’?”

We both moaned as we stripped and masturbated together... Rex’s eyes glued to my wet pussy and engorged clit... my eyes locked onto his big, hard dick that looked like it was close to shooting off like a cannon.

My husband said in a deep groan, “We would essentially be living together... the three of us... both of us fucking you constantly.”

“OH FUCK YES!” I screamed as my clitoris erupted in an intense climax. Rex moved closer so he could see it jerking spastically in and out of it hood.

Rex waited patiently until my orgasm ebbed and then asked, “What my second question? How are you going to find a guy we know and like, and how can we know if he’s got a big cock or not?”

“Easy, Lover. I’ve already got a candidate picked out who will provide incredible advantages for all of us. We both like him. He likes us. And I know he’s a virile, sexy guy with a huge dick... probably about the size of Stan’s. In addition, I know he’s going to be available long term.”

“Who??”

“Haskell Johnson, the general manger of the company for whom you will be in charge of installing all their electronic equipment in their new Atlanta office building. Just think about it, Darling. The two of you like and respect each other. To get future contracts from Johnson’s company, you need to make him want to hire Margrave Electronics. Making your wife part of the fringe benefits will pretty much ensure an unending series of contracts from Johnson.”

My husband’s dick was now iron hard. He was stroking it faster. “Go on,” he hissed as his big cock head turned purple with its need to shoot out the huge load building in his balls.

“I know he’s sexy, handsome and virile. We had dinner with him and then went to Alfred’s to dance afterwards. Remember? Well, he was all over me on the dance floor. I showed you that I wasn’t wearing a bra before we left the house, Haskell found out for himself while we danced.”

“How? How did he do that?”

“Simple, he danced us over into a darkened alcove, slipped the dress off my shoulders, and spent several minutes cupping my tits and sucking my nipples. He almost made me cum on the dance floor.”

Rex was about to cum. He was struggling to hold his load back. “What about his cock? How do you know it’s about the same size as Stan’s? Did he fuck you?”

“No. Of course, he wanted to... badly. But I reminded him that I was married to a great husband, and he didn’t push it. He did, however, grind his hard dick into my pussy while we danced. When a guy is iron hard and spends 20 minutes on a dance floor grinding and rubbing it against a woman’s pussy, she knows how big he is. Believe me, Honey, Haskell’s dick is about the same size as Stan’s. That is... it’s really, really big! You’ll love seeing it stretching me and disappearing into my cunt.”

“OH GAWD DAMN! I CAN’T HOLD IT! I’M ABOUT TO CUM!! JACK ME OFF, GLENDA. DO IT! HURRY!!” Rex shouted.

Leaning forward, I quickly wrapped my hand around Rex’s pulsing shaft and pumped him... hard and fast. Instantly, a thick stream of semen erupted from his cock shooting high in the air. I jacked his rod again, and another load shot out. For almost a minute, I continued to jack him off with each stroke causing even more semen to gush from his balls.

Rex seemed to have an unlimited supply of semen stored in his balls.

` Rex was still panting in the aftermath of his orgasm as the last dregs of his load seeped from his now semi-hard dick when I said, “As for the last problem, it’s a non-issue since Haskell is divorced and has no fiancée. He’s playing the field. I’m sure he’d love to frolic in my playground, Darling.”

“How do you plan to convince him?” Rex asked as his dick jerked again with the erotic thought.

“Isn’t he in town now for another two weeks working with you and your staff on all the details of the electronics installation and specifications? And after that, aren’t you scheduled to spend three weeks in Atlanta looking over the construction site?” Rex nodded and I continued.

“You’re going to be going to be working late on Saturday night with your staff planning the work in Atlanta. And while you’re slaving away at your office, I’ll be seducing Haskell here at our house. When I quick dial your cell phone and let it ring exactly twice, you should come home and join us in bed. Oh, and by the way, Darling, I’ll be going with you to Atlanta so I can be with my husband and our new sexy roommate every night and sometimes during the day when one of you gets the urge and pays me a visit.”

My husband was already hard again. “I’m not scheduled to work late on Saturday night, Glenda. And besides that, how do you know you can get him to agree?”

“You know, Honey, for the Chief Production Engineer of a corporation as large as Margrave Electronics, you can sometimes be rather slow on the uptake. We’re going to tell Haskell that you are working late even if you’re not. You can go to a movie... whatever. If I can’t convince him, I’m pretty certain that my two big tits, my wet cunt, and my sexy ass will do it for me.”

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A Saturday Night Meeting:

Haskell and Rex spent most of the day on Friday working on the electronic specifications for the building. During lunch, Rex asked him to spend Saturday night with enjoying dinner in our home. Haskell had smiled and said, “That’s the best offer I’ve had in a long time. I’d love to.”

Both of them continued working on the electronic details on Saturday, as had been planned. Early that afternoon, Rex casually mentioned to Haskell that he had to work late to get the specifications straightened out with the production crew. “But don’t worry. This is not going to interfere with our evening and our dinner. Glenda will be expecting you at 6:30 PM. I’ll be there by 8 PM or so. We’ll just have a late dinner.”

“Are you sure Glenda won’t mind?” Haskell had asked. Of course, my husband said there was no problem.

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When Haskell entered our house at 6:10 PM, fully 20 minutes early, Rex was standing in a long line waiting to purchase a ticket to see the newest film starring Nicholas Cage. There were still 20 people ahead of Rex when Haskell pulled me into his arms and crushed his lips against mine. Instantly, I open my mouth to admit his eager tongue.

We were both too hot... too wildly excited... for a tender kiss. Our mouths just devoured each other.

Fifteen people were still in front of my husband, when Haskell pulled my dress down to my waist. Since I hadn’t bothered wearing a bra, my naked tits fell free. His hands captured them ... squeezing and exploring their contours. I moaned deep in my throat. When his lips sucked hard on my nipples, my pussy gushed.

My vagina throbbed hard when Haskell sucked my nipples.

Rex was still waiting patiently in line when Haskell sat me down in a chair, spread my legs wide open, and began rubbing my pussy through the tight crotch band of my shorts. My ass arched to grind my clit against his stroking fingers while we kissed again.

“Ooohhh god. It’s sooo fucking good. I’ve missed your hot touch, Lover!”

“Not as much as I missed this hot pussy of yours, Glenda.

Haskell’s fingers had my pussy throbbing as soon as his hand touched the crotch of my shorts.

“I’ve missed your monster 10-inch cock even more, Baby. I’ve got to see it again!” I dropped to my knees in front of him. He helped me by opening his pants. Frantically, I jerked them down. My hot lover hadn’t worn any briefs!

Haskell kicked off his loafers, and I pulled his pants down. Throwing them across the room, I hefted his big, cum-filled balls, and ran my hand up the length of his huge phallus. It was the same length of Stan’s but Haskell was a little thicker. It seemed impossible to me that anyone could be thicker than Stan, but Haskell was. There were still two people in front of my husband when I ran my lips up and down the length of Haskell’s beautiful shaft before I took it inside my mouth.

”OOHHHH GOD. GO SLOW, HONEY. I WANT THE FIRST LOAD TO GO UP YOUR HOT CUNT!”

Haskell wanted my cunt so badly, he would only allow me to suck him for a minute or so before he pulled me to my feet and stripped off my shorts. I had worn a thong, but it only took a second for Haskell to put me on my back on a table, pull my thong aside and bury his face between my upraised thighs. My husband was just making his way into the movie when I felt Haskell’s mouth enclosing my clit and his tongue swiping up and down its length.

“Suck me, Stud. AAAAHHHHH! Make me cum! Oohhhhh fuckk.. make me cum and then get on me and fuck the shit out of meeeeeeeee!!”

Rex was watching the previews of coming movies when my vagina and clit erupted in an intense orgasm on Haskell’s talented tongue. He pushed two fingers into my ass intensifying my climax. I couldn’t stop howling.

“I’m ready. OH GOD, AM I EVER READY! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!”

My lover stood up and moved his hips between my thighs. After hiking my left leg up onto his shoulder to open me up for his cock, his hips snapped forward nailing his huge 10-inch fuck stick into my hot hole. Six inches stretched me open. I came with a rush, my vagina clamping down hard on Haskell’s cock. He pulled back and hit into me again.... this time sinking 8 inches of cock into me. I screamed and thrust my cunt against his plunging shaft. The next thrust sent all ten inches racing down my vagina. The big head thudded against my cervix, pushed my womb up and back, and filled me completely.

“AAAHHHHHHHHHH GAWD DAMN! WHAT A COCK! OOOOHHHH FUCKKKKKK... I’M CUMMING AGAIN, DARLING... SCREW ME... HARD!”

My hot lover nailed his rod into me again and again. Leaning closer, he yelled, “You hot-holed fuck slut. I can smell your musky cunt you’re so hot and wet. I’m going shoot you full of my load now, Glenda.”

“Oh fuck yes! Fuck me and cum in me, Baby! That’s what you’re supposed to do with a hot slut. Fuck her and make her take your big load up her cunt. Pump it into me, Honey... hard!”

The Nicolas Cage movie was just starting when Haskell filled my erupting pussy with the first of the many loads he was going to shoot into me before morning.

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At 7:15 PM, the Cage movie was about half over and Haskell had already fucked me twice... once in my cunt, the second time in my ass. His semen was still leaking out of both holes. I had sucked him again after he screwed my ass and at the moment, I was riding his big dick that was socking firmly into the bottom of my vagina every time I drove my hips downward.

Our sexual frenzy at not having been able to fuck each other for several weeks had been quenched somewhat by the two hard, extended fuckings we had enjoyed. Even so, he was still hard as stone, and I was rising rapidly toward another orgasm.

“I still don’t believe that you actually managed to arrange this, Glenda,” Haskell gasped as I squeezed his throbbing dick with my vaginal muscles.

“I told you I could do it if you would just be patient and not ruin every thing.”

“Why would it have ruined every thing if we had continued seeing each other after those two days when you almost destroyed me. How many loads did your hot pussy suck out of me in those two days? Fifteen?”

“More or less, Honey. I didn’t count. But if we had continued meeting like that, Rex would have caught us within a month. He’s very, very sharp, and he would have been outraged. He would have divorced me in a lightning stroke, Baby.”

“So? You would still have me, and I would have married you as soon as you were single.”

“MMMMmmmm... I know you would have, Lover... MMMMmmmm... god... I love that big dick! Fuck me a little faster, Honey. Make me cum.”

“I know you would have married me, but I’m a greedy slut, Baby. You should know that by now... UUNNGHHH! GGGHHAAAA... OHHH FUCK YES! BANG IT INTO MEEEEEEEEEEE! UNGH! UNGH!! OOOHHHH SHIT YES!!” My vagina continued to throb and contract for over a minute before my climax ebbed enough for me to continue.

“I wanted both of you... not just Rex... not just you. I wanted both of you in my bed... fucking me... tag teaming me... using me at the same time. My method was the only way to make that hot scenario happen, Haskell. And now it has. Oohhhh my god. Now it has! I’m going to have the two hottest studs on the planet in my bed. AAAhhhhh god... just thinking about that makes my pussy throb!”

“Explain to me how you engineered this, Glenda.”

“Mmmm... I went at it slowly, Honey. First, I gave my husband the hottest, wildest sex he’s ever had. I fucked him constantly. In between all the sex, or when he was waiting for me, I had him read issue after issue of Penthouse Letters... particularly those sections where a hot wife is turning on her husband and other lovers at the same time. After a few issues, he was getting hard as stone just from reading those stories.”

“Yeah, I can imagine, but it’s still a long way from reading stories to this.”

“I’m not finished, Honey. At that point, I started making anonymous telephone calls. I used one the electronic devices his own company makes to disguise my voice. I told him that my name was Martha and that his wife was a hot slut who was fucking several different men every single week, one of whom was my husband, and I was mad as hell and wanted some big time payback.”

“He believed you?”

“Of course not. At least not at first. I told him that I had hired a private investigator to follow her and now knew all of the men she fucks as well as when and where they meet. On the first call, I told him to check out the Country Club logs and see for himself that when she’s supposed to be at her exercise class, she’s really absent with some guy between her thighs fucking her silly. I also told him to call home at random times, and he would find that his wife was rarely home during the day.”

“What did he do?”

“Not much at first. He watched me, checked out the logs at the Country Club and found that I was rarely there, which wasn’t hard to arrange. I just didn’t go or I went, signed in, and then signed out a short time later. He also started calling me at home a lot. When caller ID showed that the call was coming from Rex, I just ignored it.”

“The next time I called, I told him that his wife was very careful and if he wanted to catch the slut, he needed to follow her. So, predictably, he faked a three-day, out of town business trip, hid somewhere, and followed me each day. The first day, I led him on a wild goose chase to a mall and lost him in the crowd. He waited in his car watching mine, and I made certain I was gone almost six hours. Later, ‘Martha’ called him again and told him that his wife had met her lover at the mall and spent five hours in a nearby motel fucking him.”

“The second day, I did the same thing, but this time, I used a parking garage to lose him. Again, he waited for hours and hours for me show up before I did. And once more, Martha called and screamed at him for being so incompetent. She told him I had spent the entire afternoon screwing a guy in his office. She also said she obviously was going to have give him some help.”

The third day, I called in advance and told Rex that his wife was going to be fucking a black stud at the Hilton. He followed me, of course, but I hurried to the elevator and was upstairs in Room 611 before he reached the lobby. Then, I called his cell and had ‘Martha’ tell him that his wife was up in Room 611 taking a 10-inch black cock up her cunt. And that he should go up and listen through the door.”

“Were you really fucking a black stud in the room?”

“No, but Rex thought I was. The doors are soundproofed so I knew he would call me on my cell in an effort to hear something. I was panting when I answered the phone, and he thought it was because the guy was in me while I was talking to him. When he asked why I was panting, I told him he had caught me masturbating at home on our bed and that I was fantasizing about a huge black stud fucking my brains out.”

“For the next thirty minutes, I described every thing I was fantasizing about in hot detail. Since Rex knew I was in the hotel room and not at home, he thought I was really getting fucked by a huge black stud and that what I was telling him over the phone was really taking place. I made the description blazing hot and just as I had hoped, he got a huge erection... and finally shot off inside his pants right there in the hotel.”

“Good god! You are not only a hot, luscious woman. You’re also one very devious and clever woman as well, Glenda. Then what?”

“I fucked him silly that night and asked if he got hard listening to my fantasy about being screwed by another man. He admitted that he had cum in his pants. Well, one thing led to another, and we decided to bring other men into our sex lives. Two weeks ago, I fucked two studs at Jack’s Place and brought one of them home. Rex watched me fucking the first one in the back of his van and then joined the other guy and me for a threesome later that night and the next morning.”

“The final touch was to tell him it was too dangerous to pick up guys like that and that we should invite someone we both knew and liked to share our bed and our lives with us. And you know the rest, Honey.”

“Is Rex really working late tonight?”

“Of course not. He’s at a movie waiting for me to convince you to join us in our bed on a more or less permanent arrangement... here and at your place in Atlanta. Basically, I’m going to be Rex’s wife and your mistress ... both at the same time and in the same bed. When I’ve seduced you, I’m supposed to quick dial Rex’s cell phone and let it ring just twice. That’s the signal for him to come home and join us for the first of many hot threesomes and lots of individual, one-on-one fucking in between.”

“Well, what the hell are you waiting for, Honey. Call the man’s cell phone and then get on your back. I’m going to fuck your conniving ass off.”

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My husband didn’t see the end of the movie. He left as soon as his cell rang. It was 7:45 PM when he entered the house and heard me screaming for Haskell to fuck me harder... to slam that big cock up my married cunt. When he entered our bedroom, he saw me on my back in our bed with Haskell’s big cock ramming in and out of my cunt as his previous cum loads seeped down my ass.

”OH GAWD DAMN! HASKELL’S FUCKING THE SHIT OUT OF YOUR WIFE, HONEY. GGGHHHAAAAA.... GET NAKED. PICK A HOLE AND FUCK YOUR SLUTTY WIFE, BABY.”

My sexy husband set a world’s record getting out of his clothes and onto the bed with us. “Turn her over, Haskell, and pull her against your chest so her sexy ass is elevated.”

“Oh hell! That’s hot. Your cock in her ass... mine in her cunt ... fucking her in both holes. Next time though, I get her ass. Ok?”

“Absolutely. Turn her over. I can’t wait any longer to get into her.”

Haskell turned me over. I pressed my tits against his chest and arched my ass for my husband. The sensation of being double fucked by my two favorite men in the world was beyond description. I screamed and screeched as I surged into an immediately orgasm which was followed very quickly by several more before husband and my lover filled me with their delicious loads.

My two men were so turned on and hot, neither lasted very long, but still I had gotten off four times, and besides, we were going to be doing this and more for a very, very long time to come. There was really no need for me to be so greedy.

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Epilogue:

Two days later after I had finalized the specifications for all the electronic equipment that would go into the Atlanta facility, I was at my PC listening to the audio recordings and watching the visual images of Glenda “seducing” Haskell. My beautiful, devious slut had completely fooled me.

After I had cut two discs with all of the recordings from that evening and carefully labeled them, I opened my office safe, took out the filing box for DVDs and CDs. After unlocking it, I lovingly filed my two new additions next to the many recordings of Glenda and I fucking, those of Stan and I screwing her, and now of her “seducing” Haskell and then later, of the two of us fucking her. I was getting a really incredible collection!

Sitting back in my chair, I slowly stroked my iron-hard erection as I thought about that second call from “Martha”. Some inner voice ... some sixth sense ... had told me not to tell her about all the surveillance equipment I had hidden in our home. As a result, I now had my own devious plans.

The hot images and sounds of Haskell’s huge dick sinking into my wife’s stretched cunt now filled the screen of my PC. Her howling screams for him to ram his big shaft into her cunt and fuck her harder echoed through the earphones causing my dick to jerk hard in my hand. I was about to shoot a huge cum load into the air when I saw the call light on my phone flashing. Glenda’s number showed on caller ID. Taking off the earphones, I answered her call. She was panting heavily when she spoke. Her words provided a really great soundtrack for the sharp video on my PC screen.

“Oh Baby.... He’s fucking me with that huge cock... Ooohhhh god. He’s got it up my asshole, Honey... that huge 10-dick is buried in your wife’s asshole.... he’s already cum in me twice and he’s about to shoot another load up my ass. Ooohhhh... I’m cumming, Darling... I can’t help it.... Haskell’s huge cock is making your wife cummmmm.... NOW! RIGHT NOW! I’M CUMMING!! HE’S SHOOTING IT INTO MEEEEEEEEEEE!!”

My cock was so hard listening to my wife being ass fucked it hurt... really hurt. I had to exercise all my will power to suppress my orgasm when I heard my wife begging me to come home.

“Haskell’s pretty much finished, Honey, but I want more. Please come home as soon as you can. I really, really need you to make love to me. No one can do it like you can. Please hurry home, you hot, sexy stud. I want you!”

I couldn’t wait to get home to the hottest, most loving wife any man ever had. But before I left my office, I paused to close and lock the filing box and replace it in my office safe. After spinning the combination dial to lock the safe, I wondered what new hot images of my hot wife would be on the recorders the next time I checked.

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