2007-03-14

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

Empty Nest Slut
by RLM

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On the ride home from the airport, Susan couldn't resist trying out the effect of her new body and appearance on the cab driver.

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Introspection:

Susan Morell leaned against the passenger side door of their late model Lincoln Navigator with her eyes closed. She hadn't said a word since the conclusion of the high school graduation ceremonies for their son Cory who was the second of their two children to graduate from the expensive private academy. Their daughter Joanne had finished a year previously. Her husband Milton, or Milt as she called him, thought she was tired from the day's activities and had fallen asleep. Either that or she was suffering from the initial pangs of "empty nest" syndrome. After an initial attempt at conversation that was met by no more than a nod or a grunt from his wife, Milt had given up and let his wife sleep. Milton would have been shocked if he could have read his wife's mind and found out what she was actually thinking.

The following Monday, Milton left at his usual time, 7:30 AM, for the 45 minute drive to the city where he had his very lucrative law practice. When they had been dating in college, Susan had had starry-eyed dreams of being married to a powerful political figure, or an astute and brilliant corporate attorney. Even a dynamic prosecutor who sent the bad guys to prison on a regular basis would have been exciting. Instead, Milton was a divorce and civil litigation attorney, albeit a highly skilled one, much in demand, and consequently very, very rich. That was the reason they lived 30 miles from the city in the deeply wooded and very expensive Brentwood Oaks addition. There wasn't a home in the addition that had a price tag of under $750,000, and most, including theirs, were in the millions.

Now alone in their "empty nest" mansion, Susan sipped coffee from a china cup. She stared at the cup for a moment wondering how much it cost... probably $25 or more, she thought. At the moment, the dining room table was covered with papers, deeds, bank account statements, reports of stock holdings and retirement accounts. In another stack, the assessments of their various properties that she had commissioned waited for her attention. She also had the ledgers containing the information of all their joint off-shore accounts containing money that had not been reported to the IRS.

She spent the entire morning going over all the information and making careful notes. Halfway through, she had had to stop to make a second pot of coffee. By 11:30 AM, she had finished. Her notes showed that she and Milton were worth something in the neighborhood of $18 to $20 million. Even discounting all the money in the off shore accounts, there was still $16 to $18 million, most of which was after-tax money, free and clear.

Susan had to grin when she thought about the fact that Milt always advised his clients to have pre-nuptial agreements that protected each party, but he had neglected that practice when he asked Susan to marry him. "Such is the power of a woman's pussy," she thought with more than just a little satisfaction. Although Susan had no intention of divorcing Milton after 18 years of marriage, it was a satisfying thought that if he ever decided that he would like a divorce, she was certain to end up with at least half of their net worth... or $8 to $10 million... since there was no pre-nup in force and this was a no-fault state.

In addition, since she had no income of her own, there would be alimony to maintain "the lifestyle to which she had been accustomed" to use the legal terminology. Her attorney had indicated that a court would probably award her between $10,000 to $15,000 per month based on Milton's income.

With money matters well in hand, Susan replaced all the documents in their original folders and locked them in their hidden built-in safe.

After fixing herself a light snack for lunch, she reflected on the last 18 years. She had been 18 when she married Milt. He had dated her several times until they were petting heavily giving manual and oral sex to each other. Milton had been wild to fuck her, of course, and never let a date go by without trying to pressure Susan into spreading her legs. Finally, she gave in assuming that he would wear a condom. He didn't, and a month later, she was pregnant with Joanne. Milton did the proper thing by asking her to marry him, so... at the tender age of 18... she had become Mrs. Milton Morell six months later. At the time of her their wedding, only the high school quarterback, her music teacher, and Milton had fucked the sexy beauty.

"Jesus! Eighteen fucking years spent raising Joanne and Cory," Susan said aloud to herself. "How many miles have I driven taking the two of them to their private academy, to soccer practice, to football... baseball... dancing ... swimming practice and god knows how many other activities. How many times have I had to give up what I wanted to do to provide what Milt, Joanne, and Cory wanted? I wanted to travel... we never could because of the children and Milt wanting to make more and more money even though we already had more than we would ever spend. I wanted to enjoy an exotic lifestyle with exotic, exciting friends... instead, we hardly ever went to a party or even went out for the evening. Milt didn't trust babysitters... so guess who got assigned that duty. SHIT!"

When her thoughts turned from the activities she had never gotten to enjoy to herself and her appearance, she got even more depressed and angry. Looking in her full-length mirror, she said with disgust, "Look at that fat sow! Big fat ass. A roll of fat around my middle. And my tits ... saggy, unattractive. Grossly overweight. Disgusting!" She stepped on the scale and groaned with she saw the dial rapidly rotate and finally stop at 162 lbs. "Christ, 5' 2" and 162 lbs! I could play linebacker on a football team."

Susan was fully aware of what her problem was. With all the chores and work she had to do for Milt, Joanne, and Cory, she never got do anything she enjoyed. Consequently, she was always depressed. Some women took to drink in such a situation and became drunks. Others took drugs and became addicts. She ate all the time and became a fat, unattractive sow. When she had looked reasonably good during the first five years of their marriage, Milton was never too busy to fuck her. Sex was a nearly everyday occurrence, and it occurred in hot, erotic, and spontaneous ways that she loved. After she started gaining weight, he had fucked her only two or three times a week. That decreased to once a week when her weight increased still further. As she became more and more irritable, sex became a once-a-month thing.

As she considered the situation objectively, it became obvious to her that Milt was fucking other women. He had always been hot for sex. There was no way he was going to be satisfied with once-a-month pussy. She wondered if he were banging his secretary or some of his female clients. There was no way to be certain. But it was certain that he was getting into other pussies than hers.

"I don't just fucking don't believe this," Susan moaned. I'm 36 years old and I've only been fucked by three men other than Milt, and two of those guys were when I was in high school. That sexy quarterback, Jerry, fucked me three times before he moved on to a fresh pussy, Mr. Hastings screwed me twice during my music lessons before he got nervous about being caught, and then I had the affair with Mark. And that's the entire sexual history for Susan Morell! That's just pathetic!" she screamed to no one but herself.

Walking into her bedroom, she again looked at her image in the large mirror on the closet door. Without hesitating, Susan pulled off her white dress, unhooked her bra, and let it drop to the floor. Staring at her now naked breasts, she shook her head. "God! They're even worse than I thought... saggy, no definition, no sexy shape."

Determine to assess the entire package, she jerked her panties down her thighs and kicked them into the corner. Her turned sideways and saw to her dismay that her stomach bulged outward. Her thighs were too thick.

Taking a hand mirror off her dresser, she knelt on her knees, ass toward the mirror, and examined her butt. She liked what she saw, but it needed more shape... needed to be more of a bubble butt that men liked. Nevertheless, her ass was a plus.

All things considered, Susan thought her ass was not too bad... certainly it was a plus. It just needed to be more sexually alluring.

Reaching back, she pulled herself open with one hand while holding the mirror with the other. Checking out her pussy, she decided that was a plus as well. It looked tight... which wasn't at all surprising considering how little Milt used it. The only negative about her ass and cunt was the excess of pubic hair. "That won't be much of a problem to fix," she said aloud, grinning as she said it.

Susan decided her cunt looked tight... not surprising since her husband rarely fucked it, and only one other man had been near it for over 18 years.

Finally, Susan sat down on the floor, leaned back while supporting herself with one hand. She pulled her shoulders back and thrust her tits forward. Checking out her image, she decided that while her belly and thighs were too fat and her tits too saggy and shapeless, she still had a hot look. Even the way she looked, Susan was certain that a lot of men would enjoy fucking her.

Susan wasn't satisfied with the thought that a lot of men would enjoy fucking her... she wanted every man to be wild with lust when they saw her.

Even so, a lot of changes needed to be made.

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The Butterfly Emerges:

Cory received a full scholarship to an out-of-state university and Joanne was getting her degree in Spanish at a university in Madrid. With the children gone and Milt working 12 hours a day making more money, Susan had ample opportunity to go to the gym and spa. Since money was not a problem, she joined a club that provided extensive facilities and professional-level training. She threw herself into the exercise-fitness program with a vengeance.

At the same time, she retained the services of a professional dietician. To say that she adhered rigorously to her diet would have been an understatement. At first it was difficult, but after several weeks, she found herself loving the tasty dishes suggested by her dietician and no longer felt any desire to stuff on high-calorie foods like cake, pies, potatoes and gravy, and meats covered with rich sauces.

She joined an aerobics class to improve her stamina and tone her muscles. As the weeks passed, the weight lifting, exercises, swimming, aerobics, and the diet were rapidly transforming her body.

To keep Milt in the dark about her activities, she wore only baggy clothing when he was home. Since this had been her usual attire for years, he noticed nothing unusual. On the one or two times a month that he suggested sex, she always accommodated him, but again following her usual practice when he fucked her, all the lights were out in the bedroom except a couple of small night lights. Again, her husband noticed nothing.

At the end of six months having shed 37 lbs, Susan was down to 125. Her muscles were toned, her belly hard, her thighs firm. Unfortunately, all the exercise in the world couldn't remove the saggy skin that had been stretched by all the fat. Nor could they do much to turn her saggy tits into something men would get hard over. Her ass was no longer fat, but it didn't have the sensuous shape she desired. In addition, the small lines in her face and the sagging skin from the layers of fat that used to be underneath made her look even older than her 36 years. It was time for the next step.

At dinner one evening, Susan put the next step into operation. "Honey," she said to her husband who was busy working on his prime rib, "would you mind if I booked several travel tours so I can see Europe. Joanne has been urging me to do it. I would be gone about three months. I really need the rest and change after 18 years of taking care of our children."

"You plan on touring Europe alone?"

"No, of course not. That would be far too dangerous. I have already checked various tours. I thought I would take one through Spain and France. And then in Paris, join another one that tours sites in Germany and Austria. From Frankfort, there's a tour going through Denmark, Finland, Sweden, and Norway. Finally, in Oslo, I'll join one that journeys through Bulgaria, Romania, Greece and ends in Rome. I'll fly home from Rome. Can I go? Please?"

"That sounds marvelous. Of course you can go. But I expect you to call daily so I won't worry."

"I'll be certain to call your cell everyday... but don't go nuts if I happen to forget one or two days. Thank you, Darling. You're a real prince."

Of course, I had no intention of touring Europe or any other place. I did intend to spend three months under the scalpel of the best cosmetic surgeon in the country. He was the same surgeon who worked on the most glamorous movie stars when they needed facelifts, tummy tucks, skin scrapes, and most importantly, breasts, thigh, and butt enhancements. The cost would be more than the "tours" I was supposed to be taking, but with the account numbers of the all the off-shore accounts, money was not going to be a problem.

In fact, I had already discussed the procedures with my surgeon, and when I offered to pay for all procedures up-front, in cash with no receipts required if he would give me a reduced price equal to half of the taxes he would be saving, Dr. Jim Hanson smiled and said, "I think we can do business, Mrs. Morell."

Ten days later, I was in the hospital waiting for the initial surgery, a tummy tuck and an A & P (anterior/posterior) tightening and repair of the vaginal canal and associated muscles to repair the damage done by having had two children. Recovery took about two weeks. Since no one was fucking me, there was no disgusted male around to gripe about the having to abstain from sex because of the A&P procedure. The surgery was amazing. Except for a very thin red line, there was no scaring at all from the tummy tuck. I was assured that even that red line would be gone in a couple of months.

These procedures were followed in rapid succession by a face lift and skin scraping. The effects on my appearance were fantastic. My surgeon also reshaped my nose and jaw line to enhance the beauty of my face. Initially, I had planned on some liposuction, but with my new weight and body tone, that was unnecessary.

In between the surgeries, I took care of other items. I had a new long hairdo and had myself made into a platinum blonde. I also had my all my pubic hair removed, nails and toenails done, and finally I had my navel pierced and a sexy rhinestone babble inserted and had two small studs placed in the lips of my pussy. I thought about having a clit ring inserted, but chickened out.

The best part was that the piercings were free... didn't cost me a penny. The technician doing the piercings had gotten so hard looking at my hot cunt, he offered to forget about the fee if I would let him fuck me. I agreed on the condition that he use a condom. He had his pants off rolling on the condom in record time. The thought of essentially being a whore had me so excited that I came within a minute after the guy started fucking me. I came twice more before he filled the condom. It was so much fun and so erotically dirty, that I thought I really should be paying him... but of course, I didn't tell him that. When I left, I was glowing with the thought that my pussy had finally enjoyed cock Number 5.

After all those changes, I didn't even recognize myself in the mirror so I knew there was no way Milt would. I would have to convince him that it was really me. With all I knew about our private situation, I knew that wouldn't present any real difficulties.

Finally, the breast enlargements and reshaping were done in two stages. At the same time, implants were done on my buttocks to round my ass and give it a far more alluring, sensuous appearance.

At the end of the second month, my 32B tits had been transformed into 34C, and my ass looked fantastic. When I was alone, I loved to practice swinging my ass as I walked... bending over to show it off... that sort of thing. When I did this, I always got so hot, I had to masturbate. Once, when I was on the bed with my legs wide open and my fingers working in and out of my cunt while my thumb stroked my clit, my nurse walked in on me.

Desperately, I tried to cover my naked body. When I couldn't and saw her staring right at my exposed pussy, I started moaning, "My god! My god! My god!" over and over in acute embarrassment. The blonde nurse, who was about 35, came over and whispered, "Be quiet, Honey. Don't be embarrassed. I do this all the time, and you have an absolutely gorgeous body. Do you mind if I finish the job for you? I'm Nora, and you'll love the way I do you."

She didn't bother waiting for an answer as her fingers replaced mine... stroking slowly, but firmly, up and down my pulsing sex slit. Then Nora slipped her fingers into my hot very tight hole and finger fucked me until my hips were thrusting wildly. When she moved her fingers onto my clit, I had an intense orgasm as my hips arched high in the air and hung there letting her bring me off several times in succession.

After Nora had my pussy gushing and my clitoris dancing in and out of its protective hood, she went down on me and brought me off with her mouth twice. When she finally stopped, I was totally wasted.

Nora made me cum multiple times, extremely hard each time, before she let me rest.

"Oh my god.... that was out of this world," I hissed in hot female pleasure. "Lock the door and get on the bed. I want to do you, Nora."

"I'm the night nurse, Honey. You can do me tomorrow night. I'll bring some of my toys and we can do each other. How long are you going to be here?"

"I'll be in and out for another month or so."

"OH YES! We are going to have a lot of fun!"

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After the second stage of breasts implants was done, my 34C tits had become luscious 36DDs. They were not only big, they were firm and incredibly shapely. I had been worried about them being hard and not feeling natural. My worries were pointless. As Dr. Hanson explained, "Do you think for a moment all the Hollywood stars would tolerate hard tits... they want them big, shapely, soft, alluring, and sexy. Just like yours are now."

I was so thrilled by what he had said coupled with the fact that I hadn't had a cock in my pussy for months, I just spontaneously asked him, "Would you like to fuck me? I'd love it and never tell anyone."

"I'd love it too, but only once. When every thing is done, the night before you leave, I'll fuck your brains out if the offer is still good."

"It's good anytime... right now... again tomorrow... whenever you want me. You can fuck me anytime, Jim."

"If I'm going to be fucking you, Susan, perhaps you could call me Jim?"

I opened my legs, pulled my panties aside exposing my now tight pussy, and hissed, "Get on me, Jim. Get in me. Stick your cock in me, Jim. Right now. Any time. I'm always available to you."

Jim locked the door, stripped quickly, and mounted me right on his examination table. It was deliciously wicked. I came the instant he put his cock into me. And I didn't stop cumming until he filled my hot hole with his load. Afterwards, I was glowing with female pleasure from the thought I had just been thoroughly fucked by cock Number 6.

Jim got on the bed with me, socked his hips deep into my sex saddle, and slowly put his cock into my cunt. I came before it even sank in all the way.

He didn't even get soft inside me while we rested. Again and again, his dick throbbed inside my pussy as I squeezed his cock with my vaginal muscles.

"UUmmmmm I did one hell of a job tightening those muscles for you, Susan. Your pussy is really milking me. Oh shit! You sexy hot Bitch. I've got to fuck you again... Right now!"

"Why do you think I've been squeezing your cock, Lover. Fuck me again. Hard!"

"Doggie this time, Susan. I want to really ram you."

"AAAWWWWW FUCK YES! GIVE IT TO ME!" I howled as Jim got me onto my knees, pushed my head down, and nailed his rampant cock back into my cunt. This time, he fucked me for a long time before cumming inside me a second time. I exploded three more times before he finished.

As Jim ejaculated for the second time inside me becoming only the sixth man to ever fuck me, I couldn't help thinking that I could hardly wait for numbers 7, 8, 9, ... and so on.

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"Cum for me, you hot slut," Nora hissed as she thrust the thick vibrator in and out of my convulsing pussy. She had me on a table working the big vibe in me as I moaned in hot pleasure. Every time I humped against the vibe, my big tits bounced back and forth. I loved it. I came again moaning deep in my throat as the hot spasms surged through me.

My clitoris was still contracting spastically when Nora clamped her lips and mouth over the throbbing organ. She suctioned it into her mouth, flicking her tongue rapidly over the ultra sensitive tip and sliding the flat of her tongue up and down the pulsing shaft. My ass rose a foot off the bed and humped uncontrollably. In just minutes, she brought me to another screaming orgasm.

"OOOHHHHHHHHHHHH... SUCK MEEE!... DO IT TO ME, YOU BITCH! OOOHHH GAWD! AAAHHHHHH... I'M CUMMING!"

"Let me do it to you," I begged even while my pussy was still contracting and pulsing in the midst of the intense orgasm Nora had given me.

"Not until you cum again, you hot bitch," she grinned as she shoved the vibe back inside my throbbing hole. Finally, she pulled it out and pressed it against my clitoris. Juices gushed out of my convulsing vagina in a hard shuddering orgasm.

I came again, juices pouring out of my throbbing hole. I loved it... loved it! JUST FUCKING LOVED IT!

I felt like a totally different, highly sensual, and highly sexed woman. Jim had quickly changed his mind about screwing me only on the night before I left. He was now fucking me regularly... hammering my excited cunt the way it's supposed to be hammered by a hot stud lover.

Nora hardly ever missed an evening when I was in the hospital recovering from some surgery. She was my first female lover, and she was fantastic! I loved making her pussy explode just as much as I liked her doing me. We even had a threesome with a young male nurse. He fucked both us several times that night. It was my seventh cock.

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After three and a half months, every thing was complete. I had continued to diet and exercise during the procedures and now the scales read a sexy, hot 115. Jim told me that the scales would have read 110 except for my sexy bubble ass and big tits that he had given me. The extra five pounds were worth their weight in gold to me.

On Monday of the week I was to return home on Friday, I told Nora to clear her schedule for Tuesday evening because she was going to be my sex slave for the entire night. All she said in response was, "Oh my god!" Her hand was pressed against her pussy when she said it.

I got to her apartment at 7:30 PM Tuesday evening and rang the doorbell. She answered immediately, her excitement obvious. The front door wasn't even closed when I took her in my arms and kissed her hard... deep... passionately. She was moaning softly during the kiss. Her moans increased in volume and frequency when my hands cupped her tits and began squeezing her nipples.

I was breathing deeply when I finally moved my lips away from hers. Nora was panting with excitement.

"Take out your tits, Nora. Right now," I ordered.

As her fingers worked frantically at the buttons of her blouse, she was gasping, "Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!" over and over. She had both tits out in less than 30 seconds and a moment after that was naked to the waist. Both nipples were hard and erect. Both were swollen with her mounting passion.

I squeezed both nipples between my fingers. She hissed with pleasure. I squeezed harder... harder... sending delicious waves of pain through her body. She was writhing under my touch... her shoulders pulled back to thrust her big tits into my hands. When I switched from squeezing her nipples to pulling and twisting them, she howled, "OOHHHHH GOD! THAT FEELS FANTASTIC! HURT ME, SUSAN. PULL MY NIPPLES... TWIST THEM... AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH... FUCKKKK!"

Each time I twisted Nora's nipples she groaned with her rising passion. Soon, her cunt was gushing, her liquid heat streaming down her thighs. Her hips were thrusting back and forth in uncontrollable fuck motions. Turning her back toward me, I let Nora lean against me for support when my hand descended down her belly, over her mound, and into the wet folds of her sex.

"Please, Susan, please!"

"Please what, you hot Slut?"

"Yes... yess... I'm your slut... make your slut cum... please... let your slut cum... I need it.... aaaahhhhhhhhhhhh.... that feels so damn good!"

The reason Nora was hissing like a nympho was the hot action of my fingers on her erect and pulsing clitoris. I had it trapped between my thumb and middle fingers ... slowly, I jacked her big clit like I was masturbating a man. Up and down the shaft and then over the sensitive tip. Her vagina was expanding and contracting in spasms when she moaned in her first orgasm.

We quickly stripped each other right there in the living room in front of the open windows. "Someone might see us," she gasped once more beginning to throb around the three fingers I had just plunged into her wet hole.

"Who might see us?" I whispered her ear.

"The guys who rent the house across the street."

"Are they home?"

"I don't know," Nora gasped.

"Let's find out." I moved her to the window with me still behind her. When her tits were almost mashed against the window pane, I braced myself against the back of a couch, pulled her body back against mine again, and forced her legs apart. Nora's tongue shot out and began flicking over her top lip at the same time as her hands captured her tits and squeezed hard. I shoved her legs wider and finger fucked with three fingers as she humped wildly against me.

Reaching out, I pulled the curtains aside so that Nora was completely exposed. "They can see me! They can see me!" she hissed, her passion and excitement soaring higher and higher.

"Spread your legs wider, you hot Slut. Those guys want to see me working your big clit."

Nora did spread her legs, but a moment later she surged into an intense climax causing her legs to snap shut as her entire body shuddered again and again. In the midst of her climax, I whispered, "Look at the window on the right. The guy is watching you with a pair of binoculars. He probably has them focused right on your throbbing cunt, Nora."

"Oh god... oh god... he's going to want to fuck me."

"No... he's IS going to fuck you, Nora. A lot. Probably all of those guys who live there are going to fuck you. Big hard cocks fucking you... deep... making you cum."

"AAAGGAGGGGHHHHH!" she wailed in another hard orgasm.

Shoving her onto floor right in front of the window, I went down on her pussy making certain to keep my ass up in the air with my knees spread so the guy with the binoculars would get a good view of both my ass and pussy. Nora came very quickly on my tongue.

I hoped the men across the way could see my ass as I sucked Nora's pussy.

"Let's go to the bedroom, Nora. I'm going to fuck you."

"What? How?"

"Just get your hot ass into the bedroom, Nora." I gave her a sharp slap on her sexy butt, and she hurried off the bedroom with her big tits bouncing all the way there..

"Get on the bed, Slut. Legs up in the air, Honey. Spread. You know the position. Take it! And keep your legs up and open while I get ready to fuck you."

Nora's legs snapped up into the air instantly. She spread herself putting her wet pussy on display for me. It was so erotic, it was making my pussy gush with excitement. After removing all my clothes, except my heels, I removed the strap-on from the shopping bag I had brought with me. It was the hottest, thickest one I could find in the adult book/video store I had visited. Nora couldn't take her eyes off the thick plastic cock that she knew would be shortly be buried deep inside her cunt.

"Ooohhhh god! I don't know if I can take that thing," she whined.

"Shut up, Bitch, and keep your legs up and spread." She pulled her legs even further apart.

Nora's eyes spread wide with anticipation as I lubed up the thick phallus with several squirts of astroglide. I thought about putting some on Nora's pussy, but she was already so wet, it seemed pointless. Walking on my knees across the bed, I moved between her gaping thighs. Her legs were now pointed straight out to the side.

Moving forward, I swabbed the cock head up and down her slit the way a man does before he fucks a woman. "OOOhhhh OOOHHH OOOHHH! put it in! DAMN YOU! STICK IT IN MEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Nora screamed even louder when I thrust the thick shaft into her waiting pussy. Her legs snapped outward. She pulled them back, elevating her cunt for deeper penetration. I gave it to her.

Even though I had no sensations from the plastic cock, it was wild to be on top of Nora fucking her like this... watching the thick shaft stretching her pussy open and then sinking out of sight into her throbbing depths. No wonder men were all wild to fuck women. It was really an incredibly sensation. If the dildo had had nerve endings like a real cock, I would have been cumming very quickly.

Nora's pussy erupted in a hard climax from the fucking I was giving her.

I could feel the dildo being jerked around as Nora's vagina contracted hard around its shaft when her orgasm exploded. "Oh you hot Bitch... you're making me cummmmmmm! Please... fuck me harder... fuck me harder... deeper... ooohhhh give it to meeeeeeeee!"

I lowered my body onto her, and she, in turn, wrapped her legs about my hips and locked her ankles above my ass. I felt her pulling me even deeper into her sex hole. "Fuck me, Susan... Fuck me, hard!" she wailed as she came yet again.

"I'm fucking you, Nora... deep inside your hot cunt... Can you feel me fucking you, Honey?"

When Nora's orgasm ebbed, I whispered, "We have time to fuck once more. Keep your legs locked around my hips. I'm going to pound your ass deep into the mattress."

"What's the time limit?" Nora gasped as I rammed her hard and deep.

"Barry and Logan will be here in about 30 minutes... so we have time to do it again."

"Who are Barry and Logan?" Nora asked, her body shuddering harder just from asking the question.

"They're the two black studs I hired from the escort service to come over here and service both of us." I felt Nora's body convulse under me again when I told her she was going to get black cock very soon.

"Which one gets me?" she moaned.

"They both get you... at least once each... maybe more. It's up to them."

"What about you?"

"Same thing. One of them will fuck you first; the other one will screw me. Then, they'll switch and keep it up all night, Nora. Now, shut up and cum for me, Honey... Cum really hard and bring me off right along with you."

Nora came twice more when I fucked her with the strap on. If she was like me, she was thinking about the two black men who would soon be fucking us.

Barry and Logan arrived on schedule. Finding two sexy, naked women waiting for them, they got equally naked in record time. I was pleased to see that the agency had honored my request for two studs with big equipment. Barry's equipment was a thick 8 inches or so. Logan's sex spike was bigger... maybe 9 inches and just as thick.

"How do we do this?" Barry asked.

"You put the two of us side-by-side in the bed with our legs up and each of you fucks one of us. Then, you switch and keep doing it... switching whenever you want... until we've drained your balls, Honey."

"That ain't gonna happen, you white, honky, bitch, Logan assured me. We're gonna fuck you two sluts all night long... any place we want ... whenever we want."

Five minutes later, I was howling in the intense throes of a black-cock induced orgasm as Logan slugged cock number 8 into me in doggie position with my ass high in the air and my head resting on the floor. His cock really stretched me out as he fucked me hard and deep. It was just glorious.

Logan's black shaft was the sixth male organ to get into my pussy. It pounded my cunt into orgasm after orgasm.

Right beside me up on the bed, Nora was gasping and grunting as Barry's hard, thick prick pumped in and out of her soaked pussy in missionary position. The mattress springs were protesting vigorously as he banged her like a hot whore.

"OOHHHH FUCKING SHIT... I'VE NEVER HAD A COCK THIS BIG BEFORE... AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Nora screamed as the huge shaft plunged into her pussy again and again.

Twenty minutes later, Barry and Logan switched cunt holes, and I got cock number 9.

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I spent all of Thursday night in Jim's bed. Since he was divorced, there was no wife to worry about. My plane didn't depart until 10 AM Friday morning so there would be ample time to dress, have some breakfast, and fuck again before Jim took me to the airport.

As soon as Jim had seen his last patient, he picked me up at my hotel and took me to his spacious home. I didn't even make it out of the car before Jim had me mounted on his cock being fucked in reverse cowgirl position. Jim was so wild to get his cock into my cunt, he didn't even take the time to strip either himself or me. He just pulled up my skirt, ripped off my panties, and buried his iron-hard cock up my wet cunt.

"Oh yeah, you hot stud! Fucking me like this in the car like some street hooker. You sexy Bastard! Give it to me! Fuck my hot pussy, Baby," I moaned as Jim rammed his rod in and out of me filling the car with the hot, squishing noises a cock always makes when it's fucking a wet vagina.

"Oh shit! You're so damn beautiful and your cunt's so fucking tight! Nobody's gonna be able to last long inside you, Susan."

"OH! OH! OH! OH! PUMP ME... DON'T LAST IN ME... FUCK ME FULL OF HOT JISM, STUD. CUM INSIDE MY TIGHT CUNT HOLE!" I howled in helpless passion.

Like he had said, there was no way Jim could control his orgasm. It was like a dam bursting when I felt his load shooting into me. He grunted like a bull every time his buttocks clenched and pumped another stream of semen into my hot hole.

When our orgasms had ebbed, we cuddled and kissed passionately on the front seat of his car, his cock still deep inside my pussy. Gradually, my lover began to strip me. The first thing to go was my blouse. Then my bra followed allowing new, big, beautiful 36DD cannons to swing freely in the air. Jim sucked both nipples, one after the other, until both nipples were swollen and throbbing. I was now groaning with the sensations his lips were producing.

Since he had ripped off my panties, all that was left was my skirt. He unzipped the skirt and had me lift my body off his cock, which was now almost fully erect again. I kept my butt up in the air allowing him to remove my skirt leaving me naked, except for my heels.

Once I was naked, Jim got out car, walked around to the passenger side, and opened the door for me. He hadn't pulled into his garage so when I got out, I would be standing in his front yard totally naked. "Are you sure you want me to get out like this? Your neighbors might see."

"I want them to see the beautiful woman I'm going to have in my bed tonight. Does it bother you?"

"Oh hell NO! I love showing off my body now. I get hot... really hot when I do it." I slid out of car making certain to open my legs as I did so. I held the position long enough to allow Jim a good view of my now open cunt with his thick cum seeping out.

Before going into the house, Jim led me all around the grounds showing me the garden, the flowers, the fountain, and in back the swimming pool and bathhouse. He had me walking around his house naked for almost a half hour in broad daylight. Of course, I took every opportunity to bend over so any man watching would have a great view of my ass and my cunt.

Every time Jim showed me something, I bent over so any voyeurs had a great view of my ass and cunt.

After a half hour of exhibiting myself, I was trembling in sexual heat. God knows how many men had seen my naked tits bouncing, my hot ass, and my wet cunt. I wondered if they were watching me right now... jacking off. The sensuous thoughts were sending waves of desire through my enflamed pussy.

We were standing in the pool area when I couldn't stand it any longer. "Jim, I need to be fucked again. Right now! Right here on that mat. Either lie down and let me ride your cock or put me on that mat and ride me. Please! I want your friends to see you using me... using my cunt."

I didn't have to ask this sexy stud twice. He led me over to a mat beside the pool and said, "Let's do it both ways, Susan. You ride me first... then I'll put you on your back and fuck your hot ass off, you hot-cunted bitch."

The hot masculine authority in Jim's voice was almost enough by itself to make me cum. Jim quickly stripped himself and laid down on the mat, his cock a rigid, steel-hard shaft sticking straight up in the air. My pussy just creamed from looking at it.

I just had to suck that beautiful cock first before I mounted it. Lying across Jim's body, I wrapped my hand around the base of his throbbing shaft and licked the head.

"AAAHHHHHH FUCK!" he moaned.

I licked it again bringing a deeper moan. Letting my tongue explore up and down its entire pulsing length produced a series of deep masculine grunts and upward thrusts. Slowly, I licked my way back up his jerking dick to the swollen, engorged, purple head. Precum seeped from the tip. I licked it off and swallowed it.

"OOOHHHHHHHH shit... suck meeeeeeee, PLEASE!" he begged.

I made him wait by first pushing the tip of my tongue into the cock ridge at the base of his big helmet. I flicked my tongue over it... then moved it around and around the ridge circling his entire shaft. His dick began to jerk in spastic contractions.

"UGH! UGH! UGH! OH SHIT! PLEASE... PUT IT IN YOUR MOUTH, SUSAN... PLEASE!!"

"You just said the magic word, Lover." I lowered my head and took fives inches of his throbbing shaft into my mouth. He grabbed my head in his hands and rammed it down his shaft. The cock head rocketed inward and quickly disappeared down my throat. Now it was my turn to grunt as my hot stud mouth fucked me.

We were both close to an orgasm but decided to stop and fuck.

He pumped me hard... deep. Salvia ran from my tightly plugged mouth down his shaft. After five minutes of deep throating his cock, Jim's balls were covered with my saliva and a long strand was swinging from my chin. "Oh shit," he groaned as he jerked my mouth off his pulsing organ.

"You can pump the load into my mouth if you want to, Jim," I hissed seductively.

"I don't want to shoot in your mouth, Susan. I want your hot, delicious pussy."

"Then I guess I better get on you, Stud. Lay back, Baby... Your hot slut's pussy is going to suck the cum right out of your balls."

Straddling Jim's hips, I guided his throbbing shaft to my opening, worked the big head inside, and rammed my ass down hard. He sank all the way into me immediately. After that first thrust, we frantically fucked each other. I rammed my cunt downward on his cock... he held my hips and thrust upward making the big cock head thud hard against my cervix.

Jim's big cock was sending waves of hot pleasure through my pussy and clitoris. I could feel his cock jerking inside me. We were both about to cum!

The poor guy tried his best to hold back his orgasm, but with my tight pussy squeezing him and both of us fucking our organs together in a hot frenzy of motion, he had no chance in hell.

"AAAWWWWWAAAA... CUMMING! CAN'T HOLD IT... TAKE IT, SUSAN. TAKE MY LOAD, HONEY!"

I felt his cock contracting... throbbing... shooting inside me. The thick semen pooled against my cervix but the hard thrusts of his shaft squeezed it up my channel until it spurted out and drenched both of us.

"YES! YES! LIKE THAT... SHOOT IT IN ME, LOVER. FUCK ME FULL OF YOUR HOT LOAD, BABY. PUMP ME! BREED ME!" I howled as my vagina erupted again and again, throbbing and pulsing about the thick male piston planted deep inside my convulsing hole.

When his cock finally stopped throbbing, I fell forward over Jim's chest mashing my tits against him. I gave the poor guy a minute or so to rest before I began to move my tits over his chest and squeeze his now soft cock with my vaginal muscles.

At just that moment, I noticed a man standing just on the other side of the fence watching as we fucked. He had his cock out jacking off. I couldn't tell how big he was, but he was certainly hard.

"Your neighbor is watching you fuck me, Honey. He's right on the other side of the fence watching and jacking off."

"Do you want to stop and go inside?"

"Of course not! That would be mean. We've gotten him hot and hard. The least we can do is let him finish. You said you were going to put me on my back and fuck me. Are you?"

"Hell yes. Just as soon as I get hard again."

"MMMmmmm... from the feel of your cock inside me, I don't think that's going to be very long... Jim... this time when you screw me, turn me so that your neighbor can see your big cock fucking in and out of my cunt."

I felt Jim's cock lurch and get harder inside me when I said that. "You hot Slut! I love you. Is there any chance you'll divorce your lawyer husband who never fucks you and come to California and marry me... or at least live with me if you don't want to marry me?"

"Maybe, Lover, Maybe. If Milt doesn't change his ways, he's going to be history very soon."

"If that happens, will you come back to me?"

"It depends."

"On what?"

"On your attitude toward sex. If you want a monogamous, faithful wife, forget it. If you would be happy being married to a beautiful, hot slut who likes sexual variety, I'll be back. Could you handle being married to a slut?"

"If the slut was you, absolutely!"

"Then, it might happen. MMMMmmmmm... you're hard again... big and hard. Put your slut on her back and fuck her brains out, Lover. But be certain that you fuck me so your friend can see your cock sinking into me, Lover."

With a perfect view of Jim's cock fucking my cunt, I knew the neighbor was going to jack off and shoot his load.

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Homecoming:

My plane from California arrived at 7:30 PM Friday evening, but since I had told Milt that I wouldn't be home until the following week, there was no one to meet me at the airport... exactly as I had planned it.

For the occasion, I had worn a tight green pullover top with a cream-colored bra beneath. The top hugged me like a second skin. Its V-neck exposed a lot of my tits and some of the bra. Below, I wore a pair of tight, cut-off jeans that exposed some of my ass cheeks in back and did an excellent job of hugging my pussy. If I had not removed my pubic hair, it might have been visible above the top of the short shorts. Of course, I wore hot heels.

The tight short shorts and V-necked top looked hot and sexy. It just thrilled me to wear it and see all the men staring at me, lusting after me, wanting to fuck me.

As soon as I arrived at the taxi stand carrying my suitcase, the driver jumped out to assist me. It was obvious he was far more interested in checking out my tits and legs than in helping me with my suitcase, which was exactly the way I wanted it.

When he tried to take the case, I smiled and said, "Just open the trunk, Honey, and I can manage this just fine." He nodded and popped open the trunk.

Bending at the waist, I took my time putting the suitcase inside. After it was in, I decided that it wasn't quite positioned correctly. I bent over even further so that my head was actually inside the trunk and made some meaningless adjustments. I could feel the crotch of the tight shorts sinking into my ass crack and the material pulling away from my buttocks. I wondered... I hoped... that the driver could see the outline of my slit.

When I again stood up, I saw that my driver's cock was also standing up and tenting his pants. I flushed with hot pleasure.

I gave the driver the address and got into the back of his cab. After starting the car, I noticed the driver adjusting his rear view mirror, presumably for safety, but in reality so he could see me. Since it was summer and still bright daylight even at 7:45 PM, I was certain the view in his mirror would be just great.

It was a 30 minute drive, and I intended to make the most of the time. We had not even left the airport grounds when I had my top pulled down enough to show the tops of my nipples. In the driver's mirror, I could see the driver's eyes locked onto my tits.

"I've just come back from California."

"Great. Hope you had a wonderful time out there."

"Oh I did. I had a boob job done and some other cosmetic things. I was 32B... now I'm 36DD. You've been checking them out ever since I walked up to your cab. Well? What do you think? Did the surgeon deserve the fortune I paid him?"

The driver didn't seemed surprised at my blunt, forward statement. He just grinned. "They look great! Incredibly sexy. Of course... it's sort of hard to tell... you know... all covered up like they are."

Now it was my turn to grin. I had always been amazed and envious at the power women with big tits had over men... at the way they could control them. Now that this power was mine, I fully understood how awesomely exciting that was for a woman. Just make a suggestion... push the driver's buttons a little, and he responded exactly as I had intended him to... basically begging me to expose my tits for him.

"I suppose that's right. Maybe I could let you see them so you could tell me if I paid the doctor too much."

"Pull your top down, Honey, and Fred will give an expert opinion." I realized he had slowed the cab to give us more time.

"All right. I suppose it would be all right." I moved into the best possible position so that every thing would show in his mirror and slowly extracted both of my tits from my top. When the material was bunched beneath them, both globes were forced up and out so that they looked even bigger than their 36DD size suggested.

When Fred stared at my tits, I felt the liquid heat gushing from my pussy.

"Oh hell Yes! Whatever you paid that doctor, Honey, it was worth every cent. Your tits are gorgeous... totally cock hardening!"

"Really?"

"Lean over the seat and feel for yourself. I'm hard as stone now."

"Oh god!" I moaned without realizing that my excitement was turning control over to Fred.

"What's your name, Beautiful?

"Susan," I said in a whisper. My breathing had gotten deeper... much deeper... causing my tits to heave each time I sucked in a breath.

"Well, Susan, you mentioned that you had had some other cosmetic stuff done. Tell me about it."

"It was just some minor cosmetic stuff," I said trying to regain control.

"Bull Shit, Susan. I noticed when you leaned way over adjusting the suitcase that didn't need any adjustment. You just wanted me to see your awesome ass. I don't blame you a bit. It's a to-die-for ass... and asses like yours don't come naturally to but one woman in a million. I doubt that you're that one in a million. You had implants done on your ass to flesh it out so men would get hard looking at you... either from the front or from the back. Isn't that right, Susan?"

My vagina was now beginning to throb. It had been wet when I got into the cab. It was now fast approaching swamp stage. "Yes," I moaned.

"Yes what, Susan?"

"Yes, I had implants to shape my ass so it would turn men on. Did I get my money's worth?"

"Not sure. Show it to me. Naked this time."

My fingers were trembling when I unsnapped my shorts. When I had them completely open in front, I turned my back to Fred, bent over to thrust my ass toward him, and pulled the shorts all the way down to my thighs. "Well," I asked almost afraid to hear what this obviously very experienced man had to say about my ass.

I knew I should have been embarrassed to show this stranger my naked ass, but the truth was I wanted him to see it. I knew I would show him whatever he told me to show him.

"Damn! Susan. I've never seen a woman as sexy and as sensuous as you."

"Have you had a lot of women? Do women often come onto you like this when they're in your cab?"

"The answer is yes... I've had a lot of women and yes, they often come on to me when they're alone with me in the cab. But very, very few have been any where nearly as gorgeous and sexy as you... But what the hell... pussy is pussy. Whether they're gorgeous, attractive, average, plain, or ugly, they all moan and squeal the same way when they feel an 8-inch cock going into their cunts."

"Eight inches?!" I heard myself gasp.

"At least. And you'll moan and squeal just like the rest when it goes into you."

"Oohhhh god!"

"What else did you have done in California... and don't tell me that's it."

"My pussy... I had my pussy fixed."

"Really? Haven't heard of that. How?"

"I had an A&P done. That stands for anterior/posterior. The surgeon goes into the vagina and tightens and repairs all the damage done by childbirth."

"So now you're tight as a virgin?"

"Pretty close, I think."

"How do you know? The surgeon fuck you?"

"Yes."

"Often?"

"Yes."

"How many times?"

"Not sure. About 25 times, I think."

"Busy man. And he told you it was tight, huh? How do you know he wasn't just giving himself a big thumbs up for a good job?"

"Because he couldn't last very long inside me. Fortunately, he could get it up again pretty quickly."

"Is that it for the pussy?"

"No."

"Finish the story."

"I had my pubic hair removed and two studs put into the lips of my pussy."

"Fucking hot! Show me your cunt. Now."

Turning onto my side and pulling my thighs back, I posed obscenely for him... my pussy in full view. I even ran my finger up and down my wet slit, separating it so he could see my engorged, erect, and slowly throbbing clitoris.

Fred stared at the image of my cunt in his mirror. I pulled it open for him so he could see it better. "Oh god... he's looking at my cunt... AT MY CUNT!" my voice screamed in my head as my hole throbbed.

Fred checked out my throbbing hole for several minutes, slowed the cab, and turned into a large parking garage.

"Where are going?" I asked even though I knew the answer.

"Top floor. No one here this time of day. We won't be bothered. You're going to suck my cock... I'm going to make you cum with my tongue several times, and then I'm going to fuck you... see if you moan and squeal like the other women when my dick goes into you."

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Fred's cock was every bit of 8 inches and thick... so fucking thick. I was managing to suck seven inches of shaft into my throat, but he demanded I suck in the last inch. I had to work for at least five minutes to work in the last inch, but finally his balls were against my chin every time my mouth descended down his hard fuck stick.

I sucked in the first four inches of man meat.
I had all of Fred's cock in my mouth save for the last inch. Five minutes later, I had all of him inside my mouth and throat.

"Damn, Susan. You're not only gorgeous... you give fantastic head. Unbelievable!"

I pulled my mouth off his throbbing dick so I could answer. "You can cum in my mouth if you like. I promise to swallow every drop and keep sucking until you're hard again and ready to fuck me."

For an answer, Fred held the back and of my head and rammed it all the way down his cock again and again, each time his balls bounced off my chin. I felt his rod swelling... jerking... expanding. His buttocks clenched hard and a huge, thick stream of cum fired into my gullet and poured downward into my belly. True to my promise, I didn't miss a drop.

Fred used my mouth like a cunt and fucked it with hard, deep strokes that sunk all the way down my throat.

I continued to suck like I had promised for another 10 minutes. After seven or eight minutes, Fred was again rock hard, but he continued to mouth fuck me for another several minutes before pulling out. He let me stare at his penis forcing me to imagine how it was going to feel when he put it in my pussy. Then, he pushed me backwards onto the seat, spread my legs, and rammed his head into my waiting sex saddle.

"Ahhhhh... yessss... suck meeeeeeeeee, you hot Stud. AAahhhhhhh.... more... more... oohhhh god... suck meeeee... gonna cum... I'm fucking gonna cummmmmmmm... aaaahhhhhh... uunngghh... yes.. yes ... yess... cummingggggggggg!!"

Fred continued to lick and suck on my pussy and clit until I had cum three times. Each orgasm seemed harder and more intense than the previous one. After the third climax, I was begging him to fuck me.

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I was mounted on Fred with my back to his face. The confident stud reclined on the hood of his cab and waited for me to fuck myself on his huge, throbbing 8-inch sex spike. My cunt was open and wet from my three hard climaxes. Lifting myself with my legs, I grasped Fred's cock and centered the big head against my opening. Slowly, I worked the head back and forth in my sex trench getting it wet so it would be easier to get him inside my pussy.

Finally, I had the big cock head inside my cunt hole. "Fuck yourself on it, Susan!" came the order from behind me. Pushing down with my hips, I felt the exquisite sensation of that big male shaft stretching me open and fucking deep inside what had previously been my husband's private pussy.

"OOOoouuuuuuuuuuu... AAAAHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"

I heard myself moan and then squeal loudly as the huge cock stretched my vagina into a big round hole and then sank inward... deeper and deeper. When the head thudded against my cervix, I howled with hot female pleasure and began fucking my cunt wildly up and down Fred's gorgeous, hot cock.

Fred banged me hard... like a whore... with deep hard strokes that brought a string of continuous wails and moans from my mouth.

I couldn't get it deep enough... or hard enough. I exploded in one orgasm after another as this hot stud plowed me. Finally, he growled, "You're just too fucking hot, Susan, and that cunt of yours is just too damn tight. Can't hold it... NO FUCKING WAY! HERE CUMS THE LOAD, BABY. TAKE IT!!"

Gush after gush of Fred's sperm and semen poured into me... pooled in the bottom of my vagina, bathed my womb, and then when he pulled out of me, ran in huge streams out of my widely stretched cunt and down the crack of my ass. Cock Number 10 had screwed me so hard that my entire body was shuddering.

My vagina opened and closed in spastic contractions as Fred's load flowed out of my stretched hole in a thick river of cum.

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Milton Meets his New Wife:

Our house was empty when I carried in my single suitcase. The rest of my belongings and all the new hot outfits I had purchased in California were being delivered UPS since there were far too many to take on the plane.

Checking the time, I saw that it was already 10 PM and my hubby was not yet home. I smiled wondering whose cunt he had his cock in tonight. Most likely it was Darla's, his secretary. Several of my friends had informed me during the past year that Milt was banging her regularly at work, after work, and when he "out of town on business". The "word" was that Darla's husband Larry was a cuckold who enjoyed having his wife fuck other men. That certainly made it very convenient for Milt.

But I knew that he had several angry, good-looking female clients at the moment. Carol was divorcing her husband and Milt almost always fucked his female clients who were getting a divorce. So, there was a good possibility that he was screwing her tonight in her house since she had kicked her husband out. Of course, there was always Beverly... my so called best friend who had been balling my husband for years. I was amazed that her husband David had never figured it out.

Susan fell asleep around midnight still trying to list all the possible cunts her husband might have being screwing that evening. The list was long, and she fell asleep before completing it.

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Milt came home at 10:30 AM, Saturday morning, probably after fucking the hot woman he was with the previous evening once or twice more. I was sitting in the den wearing an attractive new, but conservative, dress when he walked in. The only expression on his face was shock at seeing a stranger sitting calmly in his house, a beautiful stranger perhaps, but a stranger nonetheless.

My dress was attractive, but very conservative... hemline down to my knees, with some cleavage showing, but loose fitting all over.

He recovered quickly and asked, "How did you get in the house? Who are you?"

I couldn't suppress my joy and laughter. He had heard that laugh many, many times but couldn't place where. The only expression on my husband's face was puzzlement. "Well, I got into the house by using the same key I've been using for about 10 years now. Who am I? Oh come on, Darling. Don't you recognize your own wife?" I started laughing again. I loved it... just fucking loved it!

"Susan???" he stammered not believing his eyes.

"Of course, Darling. Susan. I admit I've lost a great deal of weight over the past months, and the exercise regimen I've been following has done wonders for my body. And, of course, there's the new hair style and color. Do you like it? Don't you think it's going to be fun to have a hot platinum blonde for your wife, Honey?"

"I'm still not sure I'm convinced that you're Susan," Milt said cautiously.

"Ok. Fair enough. I admit I look totally different. You don't know yet just how different, but you will soon. Let me convince you first then we can talk. We have two off shore accounts in the Cayman Islands with money we haven't paid taxes on. We have two children. Cory just graduated. You think I've been on a series of tours in Europe for three months, but I haven't been. Finally, you have a nice thick cock that's slightly over seven inches in length. You give great head and really know how to work a woman's G-spot. Convinced yet?"

"No? Ok. You're a lawyer. Your secretary is Darla whom you've been fucking regularly for some time. My best friend is Beverly and you've screwed her slutty cunt more times than you can count. Whoops... I guess I shouldn't have laid that on you without any warning. Now you're all defensive. Don't be, Milt. I'm not going to file for divorce. I'll tell you one more thing that will surely convince you."

"About 14 years ago, when Joanne was four and Cory was two, you hired a private detective to spy on me because you thought our next door neighbor, Mark Lansing, was fucking me. They watched and followed Mark and me for weeks before reporting to you that I wasn't having sex with Mark. Remember? You felt so badly about not trusting me that you confessed, tearfully, and apologized. Mark and his wife moved away a year later and the issue never came up again. Now are you convinced?"

"Yes, I'm convinced, but you're drop-dead gorgeous! Just out of this fucking world gorgeous!! How did you do it? Jesus. Tell me later. Right now all I can think about is fucking you. Let's go to bed."

"Oh damn, I love hearing you say that, Darling! That's exactly what I've hoping you would say. But I'm not letting you fuck me until we've had a long talk. After that, well... we'll see."

"All right, but SHIT! I'm so hard, it hurts."

"Before I continue telling you about what happened in California over the last three months, Milt, I want to tell you about Mark Lansing. Mark's job was high tech surveillance. You two weren't very close so you never knew that. He's ten times better than the detective agency you hired, and they hadn't been on the job for a day before he knew what was happening. He met me at Wallmarts and clued me in. After that, we stopped seeing each other until after the agency had reported to you that nothing was going on."

"My god! Then you were fucking him!"

"No. I wasn’t, Milt. I don't fuck men. Men fuck me! Mark was fucking your wife... everyday... sometimes twice a day. It was really hard stopping while the detective guys did their thing. After that, we started screwing again, almost every day until he moved away. He was one hot fuck, Honey. Not as good as you, but you were gone to the city every day and I wanted cock in my cunt."

My husband's face displayed a mixture of sexual excitement, surprise, and anger. His ego was clearly suffering. "Shall I go on?" I asked, "or do you want to put on your male macho act?" He remained silent, so I continued.

"Now I want to tell you about the new me and what I've been doing for the last three months. If you feel like you're going to cum in your pants, tell me, and we'll take a break and have some lunch."

I began to relate the events of the past three months. When I told Milt about the A&P procedure and my new very, very tight cunt, he actually trembled and had to press his thighs together to suppress his ejaculation. God... this was ten times better than I had imagined it might be!

As I described the face lift, skin scraping, and the reshaping of my nose and jaw line, I stood up, turned my butt toward my husband, and let my dress fall to the floor. My now shapely ass thrust out toward him, and my new, big, luscious tits were obvious even though they were still hidden by my bra.

Standing there in just a red bra and thong with my pussy almost showing and wearing hot thigh-high stockings and CMF heels with my ass jutting out toward Milt, I looked much hotter.

"Jesus! STOP! STOP! I need that lunch break or I blow a huge load. Put on a robe. FUCK! You're out of this world fantastic. Please. I can't get through this without cumming unless you let me fuck you!"

"Doesn't my stud husband have more will power than that? Or is he a jack rabbit high school boy who can't control his orgasms?"

"You're right. I'm sorry. It won't happen again. Forget lunch. I can't wait to hear every thing."

Next, I told Milt about the new hairdo and becoming a platinum blonde, having my pubic hair removed, my navel pierced and two studs put into the lips of my pussy. That almost did him in. He was sweating with sexual excitement. His erection was stretching his pants into a huge bulge. I was certain that in all the years we had been together, he had never been this hard. It was obvious that he was about to shoot off in his pants so I took pity on him.

"Take out your cock, but don't stroke it."

He unzipped and it just seemed to burst out of his pants. His penis was rigid... absolutely rigid! The head was swollen bigger than I had ever seen it. I knew Milt's cock was a little over 7 inches but it looked more like 8 inches now. I moved over and knelt in front of his chair, his cock a few inches from my face. I didn't touch it... at least not yet.

"Are you ready for me to continue my story?"

He was breathing hard. His cock was pulsing... throbbing. It was making me feel more like a woman than I had ever felt before in my life... even when men were fucking me. "Did you know that the navel and pussy piercings were free?" I asked.

"Why was that?"

"Because the technician got so excited looking at your wife's naked cunt, he told me he would waive the fee if I would let him fuck me."

"Ooohhhh shit! OOOHHHH FUCK! WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

My husband's cock was nearing the detonation point where nothing on the planet would stop his ejaculation. "I just laid back on the table, spread my legs wide open, and told him to put on a condom. He filled two condoms with huge loads, I came five times, and there was no charge. Remember how he fucked me whenever you see my pussy studs, Milt."

"OOOHHHHHHHHHH GOD... I CAN'T HOLD IT....OOOHHHHHHH... OOOHHHHHHHH!!!"

Quickly, I leaned forward and engulfed his detonating cock with my mouth. I only had suck and pump my lips up and down a few times before his load roared into my mouth, filled it, and ran out the corners forming huge cum ropes that dangled from my chin. His cock throbbed again... and then again... shooting more cum into my mouth. This time I swallowed his load. Finally, I pushed his cock down my throat and let him shoot the rest of his cum straight into my belly.

Milt's huge load shot all over the place... most of it into my mouth and down my throat.

Standing up, I returned to my seat just across from Milt. His load was still all over my lips and a strand hung from my chin. As he watched, I scooped up the rest of his cum on my fingers and then cleaned my fingers with my mouth. Milt's mouth was open in amazement as he watched me doing that. His cock was also already beginning to regain some life.

Before I continued, I spread my legs wide open. With my cunt covered only by a small red thong, Milt could see the outline of my sex slit through the nearly transparent material. He moaned, "Oh god. Your cunt looks fabulous. I love it being shaved bare like that... just fucking love it! I can't wait to go down on that luscious pussy!"

The red thong covered very little of my pussy and my tits bulged out of my bra.

"Patience, Honey, patience. You should be able to hold out after that blowjob. But leave your cock out. I like looking at it." That request got my husband slightly harder.

"The next items were the breast and ass implants. The enlargement of my tits... they're now 36DD, Milt. Like them?... anyway the enlargement was done in two stages. I had to stay in the hospital some of the time. While there, I got turned on and was masturbating in bed when this nurse, Nora, came in and caught me. We ended up having a lesbian affair for two months.

Once more, Milt's mouth fell open in total shock. I didn't give him any time to recover. "She was fantastic, Milt. Nora did me on 15 or 20 different occasions, and I did her the same way... fingers, vibrators, tongues, strap-ons, cunt-to-cunt fucking... we did every thing two women can do together. We even had a threesome with one of the young male nurses. He fucked both us twice that night, and then banged us again the next morning.

That revelation brought my husband's cock back to full erection. He was throbbing again. "I've always wanted to see you with another woman, but I knew you'd never do it, so I didn't even bother to ask. I've never seen that."

"Why did you think I wouldn't do it? You never asked. In fact, you've rarely asked me for any kind of sex for years. If you want to see me making it with another woman, it won't be a problem. In fact, I thought we might go out together and let you pick out a woman you'd like to see me with. I'll try to seduce her and you can watch if she doesn't mind. If she does, you can hide in the closet and watch while I make the hot bitch cum and scream for more."

"Oh my god... oh my god... can I jack off a little while you talk?"

"Sure... but don't cum, Baby. I think it's time you saw your wife's new big tits, Honey." I stood up and pulled off my bra letting both big, firm globes bounce and swing freely. I cupped them toward Milt. "Like them, Honey. I cum really hard when my nipples sucked now." My husband's cock lurched and throbbed spastically.

"Do you like your wife's new, big tits, Milt?"

"I have to confess, Milt. About this time, I needed cock. It had been a long time since I had enjoyed your big shaft and I need cock up my cunt. I'm sure you remember that you were only fucking me a couple of times a month."

"So I seduced my doctor. He was divorced so he could fuck me every night. Before I left, he had screwed me about 25 times. The sex was just fantastic, and your wife loved it. Every bit as much as you enjoy fucking other women. By the way, how many times do you think you've fucked Beverly."

Milt was so shocked at the blunt question, he answered before he even thought about it. "God... dozens... maybe 50 times. She's always available and her husband is in the dark."

"Don't be too hard on David, Honey. Remember, you just found out that Mark fucked your wife a lot more than 50 times." Milt's face turned red with anger and embarrassment. His cock head was also turning purple again with his excitement.

"You said your had your ass done. I want to see your ass. Please, may I?"

"You want your wife to show you her hot ass?"

"Yes...show me your ass, please!"

Turning away from Milt, I bent over at the waist, thrust my ass back at him, and pulled down my panties. I kept my legs parted just enough to let him see my cunt peeking from between my thighs.

I was delighted that my husband wanted my ass. I hadn't yet decided whether or not to let him have a taste from time to time.

"It's gorgeous... just fantastic. I've always fantasized about fucking your ass, Susan. Now I've just got to have it."

"I'll think about it, Milt. I might occasionally let you have my ass. Of course, sometimes it won't be available to you."

" Why not? When can't I have it? Is there a schedule or something?"

"No, of course not. But you can't have my ass if another man is using it. That would be something a woman should never do to a man. Of course, if the guy is willing to share my ass... well... then... " I let my words trail off but the implication was obvious. Milt was about to cum again.

I laid down on the table and stretched out, cupping my tits while keeping one knee elevated and bent, the other one on the table. Do I look like I would be a good fuck, Milt?"

"Do you think other men will want to fuck your wife, Milt?"

All my husband could do was moan and squeeze his cock trying to keep from cumming. I sat back down, spread my legs, and opened my cunt with my fingers. "See the studs in my cunt lips, Milt? Remember how I got them... had to fuck a guy twice."

Milt was beginning to moan in desperation.

"Milt... Milt!" He looked up from squeezing his cock. "I need to be fucked... right now... hard... deep."

I mounted the ottoman on my knees and bent over. Reaching back, I pulled open my ass cheeks to expose my gushing pussy. The ottoman put my cunt at the perfect height for a stud to get his cock into me and fuck my ass off.

I gave my husband a seductive, slutty smile and hissed, "If you want to fuck me, Milt, if you want to sample your wife's new, tight pussy and enjoy her sexy body, here it is. Come on and fuck me, Milt."

"If you want to fuck me, Milt. Now's your chance."

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Susan Spreads her "Wings":

Sunday morning, Milt had his regularly scheduled golf game with two of his lawyer friends. So I slept late, got up around 11 AM, had a light breakfast, and got myself attractive for my husband's return.

For the occasion, I selected a purple and black dress, white panties with black trim, dark thigh-high stockings, and heels. I thought I looked pretty good. When Milt came into the house around 1:30 PM, I was waiting for him in our den. He stopped in his tracks and stared at the wide expanse of my thigh that was exposed by my crossed legs.

"Go take a shower, Milt. I'll fix us some lunch. We need to talk some more."

A half hour later, Milt was back, bathed and dressed in fresh, clean clothes. He had also shaved and put on the cologne that he knew I liked. Obviously, he was hoping to do more than just talk.

While Milt ate the two sandwiches I had fixed with a beer, I had a small salad and black coffee. After finishing the first of his sandwiches, he pushed the second one away and said, "I'm stuffed. What was it you wanted to talk about, Susan?"

"Let's go to our den. It's more comfortable." I preceded Milt into the den, took a seat, and spread my legs open letting him see my panties and all of my legs. "Like what you see?" I asked seductively.

With my thighs, stockings, and panties on display, I had my husband's attention.

"Oh hell yes. I get hard every time I just look at you."

"Good. I like my men randy and hard. I only have one question to ask you, Milt. Would you like to swing with me?"

"Swing?" he asked, not sure he understood.

"Yes. Swing... with other couples... or with a single man or woman in an erotic threesome. Maybe even a private group party occasionally, or we could join a swing club as a couple. Are you interested?"

"Hell, Susan... I can't do that!" he said in a loud, definite voice just short of screaming it at me. "I'm a well known attorney. Who knows who might be present at a swing club or party."

"Ok. Do you want to swing with me if we limit it to other couples and singles?"

"No. I can't handle that either. I would constantly be nervous that the other people might talk. If word got around, it might ruin my law practice."

"All right, Milt. Just remember that I discussed it with you and asked you to join me."

My husband didn't respond. All he seemed to be able to do was stare at my thighs and exposed panties. Standing up, I bent over supporting myself with my hands on the table. Grinning at my staring husband, I pulled my dress up around my waist. The white thong I wore was buried between my ass cheeks covering essentially none of my ass.

If you're not interested in swinging with me, how about fucking me?"

"Do you think it would harm your law practice if word got out that you fucked your wife after playing golf?"

"I'll risk it," he said as he led me toward our bedroom.

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It was about 6:30 PM in the evening on Monday when Milton drove his late model Lexus into the Morell's circular driveway and wheeled the luxury car into their spacious three-car garage. Following his usual practice, Milton called out to his wife as soon as he entered the house.

"I'm home, Honey." Only silence greeted his announcement.

"Susan? Susan!? Where are you?" Only the mocking bird sitting on the patio railing answered.

After searching the den, patio, living room, and study and finding no one, Milt gave up and went to the kitchen to see what was for dinner. Like the rest of the house, the kitchen was empty save for the note attached to the back of a chair that stood in front of the fridge.

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Milt,

Your dinner is in the covered casserole dish in the fridge. I made your favorite Ravioli with meat sauce. There's plenty of beer and a cheesecake for dessert. A fresh loaf of French bread is in the bread box.

I have a date tonight and probably won't be back until very late. I suggest that you not wait up for me as it's possible that it will be sometime tomorrow morning before I get home. If that's the case, I'll see you when you come home from work on Tuesday.

The answer to the first question in your mind is "No. You don't know him." So your law practice is quite safe. His name is Kent. He's in his early 20s, good-looking, and sexy. He's been hitting on me for some time. The answer to the second question in your mind is "Yes"... he's going to fuck me. In fact, he came by at 3 PM today to pick me up for our date this evening. He just couldn't wait. Our dinner reservations are not until 9 PM, so my guess is that if you're reading this around 7:00, Kent will have already fucked me at least twice and is probably banging your wife right at this very moment.

I've attached a couple of photos of me in my date outfit. I had Kent take them when he came by at 3 PM to pick me up. I was only going to show you the first two, but Kent wanted me in more sexy poses so I decided to show you some of the sexier ones that he took. They're all in the envelop right below this note. Hope they get you hard and hot for my return.

Susan

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Having no interest in dinner at the moment, Milton sat down at the kitchen table and opened the envelop. His fingers and hands were both shaking. Each photo was in its own envelop and each was numbered. Opening the envelope labeled #1, Milt saw his wife sitting on one of the bar stools in their kitchen. Her legs were crossed showing a lot of thigh. The note under the photo read, "This is the way Kent found me when he arrived. He really liked what he saw, but wanted to see more of me, of course.

Does it surprise you, Milt, that my young stud lover wanted to see more of me?

Milton's penis was now fully hard. It got even harder when he opened envelop #2 and saw his wife sitting on the same bar stool but this time with her leg lifted and her dress almost all the way up to her panties. Her stockings and some of the bare thigh flesh above were exposed. That attached message from his wife read: "Kent had me pull up my dress and show him my stockings and most of my thighs. He was wild to know if I was wearing any panties. Do you think I was wearing panties, Honey?"

My pussy was already a swamp, even at this point, Milt.

Kent asked me if I were wearing panties. I told him I was, but he didn't believe me. So I had to bend over, pull up my dress and prove to him that he wasn't dating a slut... I did indeed have panties on... see. He told me that they were totally transparent and didn't qualify as panties. Who was I to argue with a hot stud? Milt, don't you think my panties qualify as panties even if you can see right through them?

Do you think my ass looks sexy through my thin panties, Milt?

I'm sorry if it embarrasses you, Milt, but once Kent saw your wife's ass through her transparent parties, he made her pull them down all the way to her ankles, bend over, and spread her pussy wide so he could see what he was going to be fucking later on.

Kent got really hard when he saw my wide open cunt, Milt.

But even after I had pulled down my panties, Honey, it wasn't enough for my hot stud. He made me bend over even further and use both hand to really pull myself wide open for him.

Does it turn you on to see your wife spread wide open for another man, Milt?"

Milton's cock was like marble. His shorts were getting wet from the precum seeping from its tip. By 11 PM, he was going crazy with curiosity and images of Susan groaning beneath her lover as he pounded his cock in and out of her cunt. At midnight, he gave up and decided to go to bed and try to sleep.

As soon as he flicked on the overhead lights in the master bedroom, he saw that the bed was a wreck. The covers over most of the bed were lying on the floor. The bottom sheet was pulled loose at one end. There was another note in the middle of the bed.

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Hi again, Milt,

You might want to sleep in the guest bedroom tonight. After I had pulled down my panties and let Kent see my pussy, he wasn't about to wait any longer before fucking your wife. He carried me to our bed, threw back the covers and fucked me like a wild bull in our bed, Milt. We screwed for an hour and a half before taking a shower and leaving. That stud shot off twice in my pussy, Milt, and both loads were huge! I was so hot my pussy was just gushing. He made me squirt three times when he was licking my clit and finger fucking me.

So the bed sheets are really a mess. Like I said, you might want to sleep in the guest bedroom tonight. I'll change the sheets tomorrow.

Susan.

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It was 4 AM before I got home after having enjoyed my 11th cock... many times. I had made a bet with myself as to whether my husband would have (A) waited up for me to demand an explanation: (B) stormed out of the house and prepared divorce papers: (C) fell asleep: or (D) waited up for me while jacking off several times. My guess was Choice (D). I lost my bet as Milt was sound asleep when I entered the bedroom.

However, he was sleeping in the master bedroom on the same sheets that had absorbed two huge cum loads that had run from my vagina after Kent had filled it plus all my copious secretions and three large spurts of my juices when Kent got me off with his fingers and tongue. I also noticed that Milt was sleeping in the nude, which he rarely did.

I stepped out of my heels and let my dress fall to the fall. As that was all the clothes I had left after leaving Kent's apartment, I was totally naked. As soon as I crawled into bed with Milt, he woke up.

"Oh fuck," he moaned. "I've been going crazy worrying about you... wondering what you were doing. Are you all right?" he asked as he turned on the bedside lamp.

I sat up in the bed so he could see my tits with their swollen nipples that had been seeing a huge amount of action from Kent's mouth and fingers for the last 13 hours. "Oh course I'm all right, Milt. And why were worrying and wondering what I was doing. You know what I was doing... pretty much for 10 of the last 13 hours."

"What? Tell me!"

"I'm been getting my sexy ass and my hot cunt fucked by a young, huge-cocked stud, Honey. I would still be fucking him if I had been able to get him up again, but after fucking me 8 times for hours and hours, he was exhausted. I thought I had better leave before I killed the poor man. How about you? How many times did you jack off tonight?"

Milt's face flushed red. Men hate telling their wives that they've just jacked off, and they really hate telling them how many times they done it in one evening. "Come on, give. How many times?"

"Four times," Milt moaned.

"Wow. That's got to be a record."

"Yeah. It is."

I slipped my hand down to his crotch and found a very hard, 7-inch shaft. "MMmmmmm... fantastic. Looks like he's ready for number 5... not quite 8, but 5 is still impressive, Milt."

"Tell me what you did. Please."

"You want an overview or all the hot, sexy details?"

"Every thing. All of it. Will you ride me while you tell me?"

"Of course... but on one condition. You don't cum until I tell you can. Agreed?"

"Yes.. YES! Anything. Just tell me."

I threw back the covers, straddled my husband's hips, and put his cock at the entrance to my cum-filled, stretched, and gaping pussy. Slowly, I lowered my vagina down the length of his shaft. He slipped into me easily... not surprising since Kent's 9-inches of meat was two inches longer and 50% thicker than Milt's. And he had been fucking me with it for hours and hours.

"Oh god... you feel so fucking wet!" Milt moaned.

"A woman gets that way after a hot stud has put six loads of cum into her cunt, Honey. Do you like the feel of sloppy sevenths? Like feeling your cock in your wife's stretched out vagina. He really used it, Milt. He just pounded me and fucked my ass off again and again. I must have cum 30 times today and tonight."

"OOOOhhhhhhhhh god .... OOOOhhhhhhhhhhhh god!"

I squeezed his cock with my vaginal muscles bringing an excited moan from his lips. "Feel good?"

"Oh yes... oh yes... Can't believe how good it feels... Tell me. Is this the way he fucked you in this bed the first time?"

"Kent pounded it into me in missionary position the first time, Milt."

'No. Not the first time. He was far too hot to let me be in control. He put me on my back after he ripped off the covers, hooked his arms under your wife's legs and shoved them up and back. He really had me wide open. My cunt was tilted up in just perfect position for him to ram his cock into my hot hole. He looked down at me and asked what I wanted. I scream... "Your cock... Your cock" over and over. Then he asked me where I wanted it, and I yelled, "In my cunt... in my cunt... stick it in my cunt" over and over. I had my first orgasm, Milt when he slammed his meat into me.

"UUNNGGGGGGGG!"

"Don't cum! We've just gotten started."

"Did he cum in you? Have you been taking your birth control pills?"

"He emptied a huge load into me, Milt... just fucking huge. And no... not taking the pill. After he shot off inside me, his cock hardly got much softer. I pushed him over onto his back, and went down on him. He was hard as a rock again before I had managed to suck him clean. He ordered me... didn't ask me... just ordered me to mount his cock."

"What did he say?" Milt moaned, his penis pumping harder and harder up into my pussy.

"He just said, "MOUNT!". "

"Just that one word?"

"Yes... just "MOUNT" Before the day was over, Milt, I had learned quite a few one-word sexual commands from that dominant male stud. I can't tell you how fast your wife mounted his huge cock."

"I wanted it so badly, my whole body was shuddering when he rammed it in, Milt."

"He fucked me slowly, Milt. Very slowly... and very deep... until I was begging him t fuck me harder... faster... he pumped me harder and slightly faster and then kept increasing the force behind his shaft when he upfucked into me. Finally, he had me squealing and begging him to let me cum... to fill my pussy with his sperm-filled cream. I came ... then I came a second time. I was having my third when his load discharged into my throbbing pussy.

"Oohhhh shit! You said 8 times. That's only two. What about the other six?"

"After we dressed, Kent took me back to his apartment, and we showered together. I knew I wouldn't make it out of the shower without getting fucked again, and I didn't. He made me bend over and grab my ankles, Milt. Can you imagine how open my cunt was when I was bent over like that?"

"Oh god... oh god... oh god... Fuck on me fast, Susan. Let me cum."

"Not yet, Baby. Not yet. Kent held my hips in the shower and fucked the shit out of me. When I finally got out, I had another cum load up my pussy, Honey. I felt it seeping out of my hole all during dinner and later dancing. The semen just kept running down my thighs. I'm sure several men saw it."

"What about the last five times he fucked you... what happened?"

"The fourth time was on the way back to his apartment after we had spent an hour or so dancing. It was a 30 minute drive, and we hadn't been in the car five minutes before Kent had me pull my dress up around my waist. By the time he had rubbed my pussy and clit for five minutes, I was about to cum. When he told me take off my dress, bra, and panties, I got naked in less than a minute. After that, he was working his fingers right on my naked clit and pumping them in and out of vagina... rubbing my G-spot on every thrust. My ass was a foot off the seat... he was making me cum repeatedly."

I stopped and backed off Milt's dick. He was about to explode and that wasn't my plan. I told him I needed to pee. I took my time, and when I returned to bed, his cock was only half hard. I sucked it ... a minute later, he was again rigid allowing me to mount him.

"There was a park about a mile or so from Kent's apartment. He drove the car in the picnic area near the lake and pulled me out of the car naked. There was a pier with tables and lights for evening parties. Kent turned on one of the flood lights so anyone around could see him fucking me. He stripped off his pants, laid down, and had me mount him reverse cowgirl with his cock in my ass. Before he shot off, he was just jackhammering that huge cock in and out of my ass. I was grunting and howling the entire time. That was load number four, Milt."

"You just can't imagine how hot it is for a woman to feel a young stud ramming a huge cock up her ass again and again and again, Milt."

Once we got back to his apartment, he had me naked in a flash. It was midnight, when he gave it to me the first time in his bed. You said you went to bed around midnight, Milt... well while you were lying right here on your back going to sleep, your wife was also lying on her back in Kent's bed with his 9-inch sex spike hammering in and out of her pussy. By 12:30 AM, probably just about the time you were falling asleep, your wife was cumming... hard... at the same time as Kent was shooting in another load."

"Kent put the seventh load into my ass. We rested for a bit, and then he took me doggie, Milt. On my hands and knees, head down, ass up... like a hot bitch. I moaned the entire time he had his cock inside me. It went in about 2:30 AM... over an hour later, he was still in me... still fucking me... it seemed like my clit and vagina were erupting all the time. Finally, he grunted and shot in load number 8."

"He was in my cunt for over an hour, Milt. Fucking me and fucking me and fucking me! I lost track of the number of times I came."

"I spent 15 minutes or so sucking him, but he was done... and I mean really done! I couldn't get it even a little bit stiff... so I got dressed and came home."

"Oh Man... fuck harder, Susan. I want to put load number 9 into you."

"NO! NO! I want you to pull out and jack off all over my tits, belly, and cunt, Milt." I didn't even wait for him to object. I simply pulled my pussy off his throbbing cock, laid down beside him on the bed with my legs wide open. "NOW! Do it Stud! Jack that cock and cum all over me!"

He did and I was amazed. It was his fifth load of the night, and he still shot at least six thick strands of semen all over me.

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On Tuesday and Wednesday, I could tell that Milt was expecting me to be gone again on another date. Instead, I was home with a really nice dinner waiting for him. After dinner and watching a little TV on Tuesday, I could tell my husband was distracted.

"Want to tell me what's on your mind, Milt? I'm not a mind reader."

His face flushed red, which was something I had never seen before I went to California for my complete redo. I just waited patiently for him to speak.

"I was just wondering if... if you would mind..." His voice trailed off.

"If I would mind what?" He flushed even redden this time.

"You want to ask if I would mind telling you more of the hot, sexy details of how Kent fucked me last Monday? Is that it?" When my husband nodded, still red with embarrassment, I grinned. "Come on, Milt. Let's get naked and to go bed while I tell you every little detail about how Kent used his cock to fuck your wife to 30 or more orgasms." Instantly, my husband's pants tented as his cock surged to full erection.

On Wednesday evening, I had rented a XXX-rated DVD about a cheating housewife. I rode Milt's cock while we watched it while continuously asking him if he would like it if I did what the porn star in the DVD was doing. He had three orgasms before the movie ended and had gotten me off twice.

Thursday evening was an erotic surprise for Milt. When he came in from work around 6 PM, he found me dressed in a tight, black and white sheathe that just barely covered my ass. The top was a V-neck that showed off almost half of my tits.

My dress was pure slut wear, and I loved the way it got Milt's cock hard.

"My god," he gasped. "You look hot! Really hot! What's going on? Do you have another date?"

"How did you guess? I guess the hot slutty outfit I'm wearing is a pretty good clue."

"Who's this date with?"

"Well, that's why I'm waiting for you rather than leaving you another note, Milt. I thought we could both have an enjoyable hot evening."

"How is that?"

"My date tonight is David, Beverly's husband. I called him on Tuesday and asked if he was free for lunch on Wednesday. We met at the Olive Garden. The way I looked, it didn't take David long to turn the conversation to sex. One thing led to another, and it wasn't long before I had my hand on his cock and his hand was under my skirt on my pussy. He told me that he would love to fuck me, and we made a date for tonight." Milt was already squeezing his very hard erection.

"So how are we both going to have a hot evening? Are you inviting me to watch David fucking you?"

"Well, that might be arranged, but it's not what I had in mind."

"What then?"

"David has told Beverly that he has a consulting trip to Dallas on Friday and that he has to leave tonight so he can make an 8 AM meeting there. He's supposed to be returning sometime on Friday. So we have the entire night."

"Clever... devious, but clever," my husband commented.

"It's sort of like many of those out-of-town client meetings you have to take from time to time," I said with a smile. Again, Milt's face turned red.

"Anyway, since Beverly thinks David will gone all night tonight and won't be returning until sometime tomorrow, I thought you might give the girl a call and ask if she would like to spend the evening over here in our bed. You know the hot slut would jump at the chance to have your cock in her all night and in my bed to boot. You can tell her that I'm visiting my mother."

"Oh shit! That is hot! You wouldn't mind?"

"Why should I mind? David's going to be fucking your wife ... a lot. No reason you shouldn't be fucking his wife. Just be certain to pound her good and hard because that's the way your wife's going to be getting it."

"Can I call now or is David still home?"

"David told her he had to leave at 5 PM today. He's actually gotten us a hotel room and is waiting for me there... right now. So the coast is clear, Milt. Call Beverly. Ask her come over immediately. I'll be long gone before she has time to drive over."

My husband picked up the phone and called. It was actually wild and erotic to be sitting in my home listening to my husband inviting a woman... my best friend... over to spend the night fucking. As I expected, Beverly was wildly excited over Milt's invitation."

"She said she'll be here in 40 minutes and that I had better be ready because she's going to drain my balls tonight." Milt said with masculine pride. I didn't blame him a bit. Beverly's a sexy redhead, and it was a significant notch on Milt's sex gun that he had managed to nail her... many times.

"Bang the slut good, Baby," I said grinning as I picked up my suitcase and headed toward the door. My husband stopped me just before I reached it.

"Are you wearing a bra or panties under that dress, Susan?"

"I wearing a black bra and matching thong. But the bra comes down easily. Want to see?" When Milt nodded, once more squeezing his erection, I pulled down the top of my dress and my bra with it. Both big tits surged out.

"Think David will like my tits, Milt?"

"He'd have to be dead not to," Milt moaned as his hand moved up and down his erect shaft.

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David was waiting for me in the bar of the Marriott Inn. As soon as I entered, most of men turned to stare at my long, exposed legs and jiggling tits that looked as if they were about to fall out of my dress. The guys staring included David who had a big grin all over his face.

When I took a seat beside David, envy was the primary emotion reflected in every man's face, except David's, of course. His face reflected only desire, lust, and hot male pride. I moved closer, kissed him, and pressed my tits into his side letting every man in the place know that I was with him. And considering the way I was dressed, every man knew that David was going to be fucking me very soon.

He pulled me even closer and kissed me a second time. When our lips parted, he whispered, "Thank you. You really know how make a guy feel ten feet tall."

I kissed him a third time and moved my hand to his crotch where I felt a very thick and very hard dick. "MMMMmmmmm... something else is standing big and tall too, Honey. Is this for me? All of it?"

"Oh hell, yes, Susan. I can hardly wait."

"Then why are we sitting here in a bar wasting time that we could be spending with your hard cock in my very, very wet pussy?"

David put his arm around me and led me from the bar with his hand caressing my ass. I pressed my body against his. When I did so, I heard several male groans. One was from David... a groan of hot male lust. The others were from the other men in the bar. Their groans were a mixture of lust, envy, and disappointment.

When we got on the elevator, another couple got on with us. Ignoring the other couple, Dave slipped his hand under my dress and moved it sensuously between my thighs and over the soaked crotch of my thong. Now it was my turn to groan with female desire. The other woman picked up on my groan immediately and knew what was happening even though her male companion was clueless. She turned and watched my dress moving under David's hand action. As they got off the elevator, she turned, smiled at me, and then winked.

Once we were in our room, David was all over me. His tongue pushed deep inside my open mouth while his hands were busy exploring my ass and then rising upward to cup and caress my tits. My body was just as active as his. My hands gripped his buttocks and pulled his throbbing erection hard against my mound as I humped against it like a hot whore.

"Oh god, Susan," he moaned. "I've got to fuck you!"

"Of course you're going to fuck me... many times. But before you stick that big thing into me, I want to suck it."

It took me a minute or so to get David out of his shoes and socks. After that, I had his pants and briefs off in a few seconds. His gorgeous, thick cock stood almost straight up, rigid, and throbbing. Kneeling in front of him, I pulled his shaft down and took the first half in my mouth. He groaned and snapped his hips forward driving another two inches of prick into my waiting mouth.

"Oohhhhh FUCK! That's fantastic, Susan! Take your tits out... take them out!"

I jerked the top of my dress down along with the bra and pulled my tits out, cupping them toward the stud who was pumping his big dick in and out of my mouth. My cheeks bulged ... then hollowed as I sucked him. Holding the back of my head, he pushed his cock against the opening of my throat. I relaxed and the entire shaft entered as the big head slipped easily down toward my belly.

Pumping my lips up and down his manhood, I sucked and licked his dick until male grunts filled the room. "Stop, STOP, Susan. I want to fuck you. We can do oral sex later. I want your ... your ... eh... your vagina."

Slipping his pulsing rod out of my mouth, I looked up and said, "That's too bad. You can't have my vagina. My husband makes love to my vagina... you're going to fuck me! Now, tell me again what you want."

He grinned, his cock throbbing hard, and growled, "I want your cunt... I want to fuck your hot, wet cunt."

"And I want your big cock in my cunt, David. Let me get naked for you." Standing, I dropped my dress to the floor and stepped out of it. I kicked it aside and sat down on the couch spreading my legs wide open. "Like what you see so far, David?"

"I love it! I fucking love it!" he said with masculine lust dripping from every syllable.

I struck the sluttiest pose I could with my legs wide open and my tits out.

I spread my legs wide open leaving only the small triangle of my thong covering my pussy. David's groan was music to my ears. Quickly, I stood up, unhooked my bra threw it aside. With one motion, I pulled my thong down my thighs and stepped out of it, tossing it aside with the rest of my clothes.

"Do my tits and cunt turn you on, Honey?"

All he did was moan, but his rigid cock jerked in rapid, spastic contractions. That was the answer every woman wants to get when she asks that question. It was my turn to moan in hot lust.

Turning I knelt on the couch with my naked ass pointed right at David. Bending one leg, I pulled it back, using my heel for leverage. The position exposed my cunt completely to David. He began stroking his erection in anticipation of sinking it into me.

Bent over as I was and with my leg pulled aside, David had an unobstructed view of my cunt.

"Can I ride your big cock, Honey?" I asked with a seductive grin.

David laid down, his cock jutting straight up, and said, "Be my guest, you luscious woman. Get on me. Stick my cock up your cunt, Susan."

Straddling his hips, I adjusted his cock at my opening and slowly, pushed downward. I wailed when I felt his cock stretching my pussy open and entering me. David was grinning with hot pleasure. His hands came up to capture my swinging tits when I leaned over him. Pressing my hands against my hips, I took more and more of his cock into my cunt. After three strokes, he was buried inside me. I was being fucked by my 12th different cock, and I loved it!

"OH GOD, DAVID! FUCK ME! FUCK IT INTO ME... HARD!"

Then, this hot, wildly excited stud began fucking me. I hissed with hot female pleasure as his thick shaft surged in and out of my erupting sex hole. My hot secretions ran down his shaft. The hot squishing noises of sex filled the room.

"Oh fuck, Susan. I can smell your cunt," David yelled.

That made me cum, and I told him so. "I'm cumming, David. Can you feel my vagina throbbing?"

"Oh yeah... oh yeah! That's fantastic. Beverly almost never cums this hard."

"I want you to watch your cock sinking in and out of my cunt, David. Watch yourself fucking me, Honey!" I sat up on him... then leaned backward supporting my body with my hands behind me on his legs. In this position, he could easily see his cock plunging deep inside my ravenous cunt. When I lifted my hips, four or five inches of cock slipped out before he snapped his hips in a hard thrust that again buried his dick inside my throbbing cunt.

"Oh Yeah! I can see my cock fucking you, Susan!"

"I can't hold it any longer, Susan. Can I cum inside you?"

"Don't even think about shooting your load any other place, Lover. "CUM INSIDE MY CUNT! NOW! SHOOT IT IN!"

I felt his rod pulse... then jerk hard... again and again. Each time his buttocks clenched, another thick wad of sperm and semen fired point blank into my throbbing sex hole. Finally, my hole was full of his cum, but his dick continued to jerk, throb, and shoot inside me. Semen spurted between the sides of my tightly plugged vagina and his cock drenching his belly, balls, and thighs with our combined juices.

Our chests were both heaving with the intensity of our orgasms. It took ten minutes before our breathing began to calm and become normal.

"What a fuck! What a fuck!" David gasped. "I've wanted to do that ever since I found out that..."

"Found out what?"

"Nothing. I just wanted you to know how wonderful that was for me."

"It was just as wonderful for me. I had three orgasms. But before you found out what?"

"I shouldn't have said that. Please forget it."

"Let me guess, Darling. Before you found out that my husband was fucking your wife?"

"You know?"

"Of course I know. Women almost always can tell when a man is getting pussy on the side."

"Maybe. Anyway, when I found out that Beverly and Milton were fucking, I got turned on... isn't that weird? And I wanted to fuck you, but I was always afraid to ask."

"First, it's not weird. A lot of men who don't have macho hangups think it's very hot when they see or know that their wife is being fucked by another man. And second, it was really foolish of you to be afraid. Even if I had turned you down, I would have been pleased to have been asked... to know that I turned you on so much you had to ask me for sex. And, in fact, I would have said 'yes'."

"Really. Now that really makes me feel like a jerk for not asking."

"We'll just have to fuck a lot from now on to make up for lost time, Honey. How many times do you think you can fuck me tonight and tomorrow?"

"I don't know, but I'm certainly going to try to make it so many, you'll have to beg me to stop."

I laughed at that. "Only in your dreams, Honey. Only in your dreams."

We were both silent for a moment enjoying the sensation of David's semi-hard cock encased in my wet pussy. On impulse, I asked, "Does the thought of my husband fucking your wife really excite you?"

"Yeah. Like I said, I think it's weird, but the truth is that it has excited me ever since I found out. I even fantasize about spying on my wife and watching her being fucked."

"Would you like to do that right now? With me? You could fuck me while you watched Beverly getting it." Instantly, and I mean instantly, I felt David's cock surge to full, throbbing, hard erection inside me. "I think I just got my answer. Don't fuck me now. Save it until we're watching Beverly getting screwed."

"How can we do that?"

"Easy. Milt is fucking your wife right now in our house. I happen to have a key. We just sneak in, watch, you fuck me like a hot whore, and then we come back here and screw all night long. Sound like a plan?"

"OH YEAH! I LOVE IT!"

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We were at my front door when David asked, "How do we know where they are? Maybe they'll be right inside the entryway and will see us."

"Beverly wants Milt to fuck her in my bed. That's a turn on for both men and women making it with someone else's spouse. Wouldn't you enjoy fucking me in my marriage bed?"

"I like fucking you any where, Susan."

"I know, but wouldn't it be extra hot to bang me in the same bed as Milt uses when he fucks me?"

"Yeah. Yeah, it would," he grinned.

"Well, that's where Milt's fucking your wife right now. In the master bedroom. We may have to wait if they're in between fucks. Shall we?"

"Lead the way. I'm so hard, I may not be able to get my dick past the open door."

I had to bite my knuckle to avoid laughing. When I got myself under control, I whispered, "Abraham couldn't find 10 honest men in Sodom to prevent its destruction... I wonder if I could find 10 men anywhere who think their dick is smaller than it actually is?"

"Probably not," David whispered back.

I unlocked the front door, peeked inside, and saw no one, as I expected. We had taken off our shoes and had no problem moving silently about the house. As soon as we were in our den, we could hear Beverly gasping and squealing in our bedroom. I felt David's cock. It was so big and incredibly hard I wondered if he might actually have trouble getting it through the front door.

"Milt's fucking your wife," I hissed in his ear. His cock jerked and throbbed hard in my hand. "Don't cum yet, Honey," I advised.

"How are we going to spy on them without being seen?"

"Easy. We'll go into the bathroom that connects to both the guest bedroom and the master bedroom. We designed the house that way so that when the guest bedroom was not occupied, we would have two bathrooms available from the master bedroom. We'll enter through the guest bedroom, turn out all the lights, if they're on, crack the door slightly, and watch."

The plan worked perfectly, and in less than a minute, we were inside the bathroom with the door opened enough to allow us to see into the master bedroom. Milt was fucking the redheaded slut hard. Her mouth was open, her screams of hot lust filling the room.

Beverly was riding Milt's cock. Every time she slammed her cunt down on his rod, his hips thrust upward. We could almost hear the hot thud of his cock head against her cervix. If Beverly had not been howling so loud, we would have been able to hear it. The force of my husband's fuck strokes was causing her big tits to bounce crazily.

"OH GOD! OH GOD! FUCK IT, STUD! FUCK ME HARDER!... AAAHHHHH! OOOHHHH! OOOHHHH GAWD DAMN YOU! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM AGAIN... SCREW ME, SCREW MY CUNT... AAAHHH AAAHHHH AAAHHHH AAAHHH...GAWD! CUMMING! DON'T STOP... PLEASE... DON'T STOP... KEEP FUCKING MEEEEEEEEEE!"

David was wild to get into me as most men would be upon seeing their wife being soundly fucked for the first time. He grunted, "Bend over so I can get into you!" I knew better than to argue with a man crazed with fuck lust. As soon as I bent over, I felt David's monstrously hard erection hammer into my cunt. I might not have been able to hear my husband's cock thudding into Beverly's cervix, but I could certainly hear and feel David's slamming into mine. I again bit my knuckle to keep from screaming.

I had to struggle to keep quiet David was banging me so hard.

Inside the master bedroom, Beverly had now collapsed over my husband's body. Her body was still shuddering from her orgasm. The weight of her body was preventing Milt from fucking her. He solved that problem by pushing her off. Once she was off his body, Milt stood beside the bed, flipped Beverly over onto her elbows and knees, and pulled her ass to the edge of the bed. She spread her knees making her cunt a hot target for my husband's cock. A moment later, she groaned deeply as the cock entered her pussy. Milt once more began to fuck the hot redhead with deep, hard strokes.

Both Beverly and I were getting it doggie style.

David leaned over me and whispered, "Your husband is fucking my wife in the same position I'm using to fuck his wife."

"Oh yes... fuck me like he's fucking her. Screw me, Stud. Can you hold your load until Milt is shooting inside your wife? I want you to cum in me at the same time he's cumming in Beverly."

David fucked me masterfully through two climaxes as he waited for Milt to unload inside his wife. I had brought blood from biting my knuckle so hard in my efforts to keep from screaming and having them discover our presence.

Finally, Milt screamed, "YOU HOT CUNTED BITCH. I'M GONNA CUM IN YOUR CUNT. UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! HERE IT CUMS, BEV! TAKE IT... TAKE MY LOAD... UGH! UGH! UGH! CUMMING...SHOOTING IT INNNNN!!"

The stud fucking me whispered in my ear, his voice filled with masculine lust, "And I'm going to shoot your cunt full of jism... here it cums, Susan. Take my load!" David's penis pulsed and jerked inside my pussy as he ejaculated a huge load into me.

When the two men pulled their cocks from our cunts, I could see my husband's load running out of Beverly's pussy in a thick, white stream. I couldn't see it, but could feel David's cum seeping out of my cunt and sliding slowly... viscously ... down my thighs.

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When we were back in our room at the Marriott Inn, David immediately threw me on the bed on my back and fucked me like a wild man. His hips hammered his cock in and out of my throbbing sex hole fast and hard. I came... he rammed me even faster... harder... I came again amid squeals of female pleasure. His hands thrust beneath my ass, captured my butt cheeks to hold me in position as his cock screwed into me like a rutting bull. His load seem to blast straight into my womb causing me cum yet again.

David's hard, authoritative masculine thrusts had me squealing with hot pleasure.

At midnight, he had me mounted on his cock. I pumped my pussy up and down his shaft as this cunt master brought me off another half dozen times before his erupting cock once again filled my pussy with his sperm-filled load.

I got off at least 6 times before David emptied his balls into me.

At 2:30 AM, I was being jarred back and forth by the hard cock pumping my cunt from behind in spoon position. A hand held my tit; another hand worked on my clitoris. I came again. So did David.

At 5 AM, David shook me. I woke up finally, and groaned, "What time is it?"

"It's 5 AM. Get in doggie position, Susan. I need to fuck you again."

"Really?" I reached out and felt his cock, not believing that this stud was hard again. He was. His cock was leaking precum and like marble. Hurrying as fast as I could move, I scrambled to get into position for him. As soon as my head was down and my ass was up, he nailed his cock into me. It raced in... all the way in... until the head hit my cervix bringing a female grunt that was half pain, half lust.

The sight of his big cock disappearing inside my pussy had David so hot he was rammed me like a jack hammer.

David banged into me again... equally hard.

"UNGGHH! AAAHHHHHHH!"

He pulled his dick out of me until only the head was still inside my vagina and snapped his hips forward. My vagina was again stretched open to admit its male conqueror.

"UUGGHH! GGGAAAAHHHHHH!"

Another half dozen hard thrusts pounded into my now throbbing hole.

"EEEE-KA! EEEE-KA! EEEE-KA! AAAAHHHHHHH!"

I was cumming again... David felt my vagina throbbing and contracting around his shaft. It excited the male beast ravishing me so much, he hit into me so hard my hips were driven downward onto the mattress. After that, I lay there with my mouth wide open, my tongue lolling out, as David's dick hammered me into the mattress. Finally, his cum exploded and spewed into my pussy... filling it once more.

When he pulled his cock from my widely stretched hole, I couldn't move. I just lay in the same position, my legs spread, cum running out of my pussy, my tits heaving as I slowly recovered from the incredible fucking he had given me.

It was 8 AM, and I was being fucked again. This time I was on my back with David mounted in my sex saddle. I didn't think I could possibly cum again, but slowly... ever so slowly... as he stroked his hard shaft back and forth in my cunt, it began to happen for me. When his dick began to pulse and throb inside me... as men do just before they shoot into a woman... I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulled into me hard and deep and came at the same time as he did.

Check out time was noon, and at 11 AM we were showering together. I lathered his body and washed him... he did the same for me. We hugged and kissed, rubbing our bodies against each other. David wanted to fuck me again, but he just couldn't get another erection. Finally, he gave up and we got out of the shower.

As we got dressed, he apologized. "I'm sorry about my failure in the shower, Susan. That was really embarrassing."

"Are you teasing me?" I asked, totally stunned.

"No. I thought I could get an erection with your naked body all over me, but I just couldn't manage it. I'm sorry."

"Listen, you hot Stud. You fucked me 7 different times last night. That's really incredible. Besides that, you're a great lover. I can't count the number of orgasms I had. You can have me any time you want, David. Just give me a call and tell me when and where you're going to fuck me."

"Thank you. You're really wonderful. I imagine Beverly is the same way with Milt. No wonder he loves fucking her. I certainly love fucking his wife." With that, we kissed again and went for a late breakfast.

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The Straw that Broke the Camel's Back:

During the next two weeks, I balled Kent once after exercise class, and found three opportunities to get with David during the day. Fred, the cab driver who had driven me home from the airport, also called and asked if he could see me again. I said yes, of course, and then he asked if I liked more than one cock. I said yes to that question as well. So, one morning after Milt had left for work and three hours before Fred's shift began, I met Fred and two of his friends at one of the friend's apartment. A little over two hours later, the three of them had each had me twice. Before I left, they all took me at the same time after drawing cards to see who got which hole. After I left, I had cum loads from my 13th and 14th cocks in my pussy and ass.

On Wednesday, about two weeks after David fucked me for the first time, I told Milt we needed to talk after dinner. By this time, he had a pretty good idea that this meant that I had date plans. He was right.

"I'm going to be gone this coming weekend, Milt. I'll be leaving around noon after you go to work on Friday."

"When will you be back? I'd like to know so I won't worry so much."

"Of course. I'll be back late Sunday night, probably very late."

"And where are you going for the whole weekend?"

"A guy I know has invited me to take a weekend cruise with him on his yacht. It's a huge boat, and I've never even been on a small yacht before. I couldn't resist saying yes."

"Do I know the man?"

"No. You don't know him."

"All right, good. I'm sure I know the answer to this question, but I would go crazy if I didn't ask it. Will this guy fuck you?"

"The guy knows I'm married, and he's asked me to spend two and a half days on his yacht with him cruising the lake. He's an older man so he won't have the stamina or the recovery powers of Kent, but I will be surprised if he doesn't fuck me at least twice a day, Milt. Two and a half days... so, he'll probably be in me 7 or 8 times before I come home late Sunday night. Any other questions?"

"Has he already fucked you?"

I had to smile. "You're more perceptive that I've given you credit for, Milt. Yes, he's fucked me on two different occasions. We didn't have much time on either occasion so he came up with the idea of a weekend cruise on his yacht. Any more?"

"No. I guess that covers every thing. No. Wait. Are you still not taking the pill?"

"No I'm not, but don't worry. I had my tubes ligated when I was in California."

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I got up Friday morning and watched Susan packing her two suitcases for things she thought she would need on her weekend excursion on the lake. As I watched, I felt a little jealousy at the thought of another man enjoying my wife for the weekend while I would be alone, but I was sure that Susan would more than make it up to me when she returned.

I was a 8:30 when I arrived at the law offices of Greyson and Morell, arguably the most successful private law firm in the city. I greeted my secretary, Darla, when I entered the office.

"Good morning, Darla. What's my schedule look like this morning?"

"You have Mr. Margrave at 9 AM and Mrs. Burdett at 10 AM. She's already called this morning about how her divorce is going. I would say she's very distraught, lonely, and very vulnerable at the moment, Mr. Morell. Darla flashed me a grin.

"I understand, Darla. Thanks. How about this afternoon?"

"You've got an appointment on the class action suit with of the plaintiff's representatives at 1 PM, Mr. Larsen's damage suit at 2:30, and Mrs. Carson's divorce case at 3:30 PM. You're free after that."

"All right. Send Margrave in when he arrives."

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Shortly before the meeting with the class action representatives, I went to Claude's office to see if he was ready for the meeting as we were both handling this case jointly since it was so big and so important. His secretary, Carla, looked up when I entered.

"Good afternoon, Carla. Is Mr. Greyson ready for today's meeting on the class action lawsuit?"

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry, Mr. Morell. I was supposed to call you the first thing this morning to alert you that you would have to handle today's meeting by yourself. Mr. Greyson isn't in today. I'm terribly sorry."

"Oh, that's all right Carla. No real harm done. I'm more than prepared to handle the meeting today, but in the future, make a note on your desk pad so that you don't forget. The next time it might be a problem."

"I will, Sir. Absolutely. It won't happen again."

"Ok fine." I turned to leave and then stopped. Turning back to Carla, I asked, "Where is Mr. Greyson today, anyway? He didn't say anything to me about being out of the office today."

"He was here this morning, Sir. He left around 11 AM."

"Do you know why or where he went?"

"He told me that he was taking his yacht out for a weekend cruise of the lake. I would imagine that he's on the lake right now."

"Did he go alone?"

"He didn't say, Sir. But I really doubt that... if you know what I mean."

"I do, Carla. I do. Thank you."

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By 10 PM Friday night, I was going crazy with the thought that my law partner was fucking my wife. It wasn't certain that Susan was with Greyson, but she said she was taking a weekend cruise on a huge yacht. And Greyson had a huge yacht and he was taking a weekend cruise on the lake. It seemed to me that the match was too perfect to be just a coincidence.

I had to call. I knew I shouldn't but I just had to call. I dialed Susan's cell phone... it rang, but there was no answer. I continued to allow it to ring. After 10 rings, I gave up.

Just before midnight, my cell rang. Caller ID showed it was Susan returning my call.

"Hi, Milt. My cell showed a missed call from you. Is every thing all right?"

"Yeah... yeah, I'm fine. I shouldn't have called, but I was concerned... and ... well, I don't know. Like I said, I shouldn't have called and disturbed you. I'm sorry."

"That's ok, Milt. You can call anytime you like. Just don't be disturbed if I don't answer."

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I managed to hold off calling again until 7 PM Saturday evening. That was the limit of what I could manage. I called again. This time Susan answered.

"Hi, Milt. Any problems?"

"None. Just still concerned. Are you alone?"

"No. I'm in the lounge enjoying the cruise."

"Have you been fucked yet?"

"Yes."

"One time? Two? More? A lot?"

"A lot?"

"Where are you now?"

"I told you, Milt. I'm in the lounge. We're cruising slowly, and I'm just enjoying the cruise.

"What are you wearing? Are you naked?"

"No, I'm not naked. I'm wearing a blue corset, thigh-high, dark stockings, and black, 5-inch heels. No panties or bra. So, every thing's showing, but I'm not naked, Milt.

"When was the last time you were fucked?"

"It was ... let me see... it ... mmmmmmmm... yess... ooohhh... AH! AH! AH! MMMMmmmmmmm."

"What's going on? It sounds like you're being fucked. Are you?"

"Ooohhh yessss... like that, Honey... yes... yes... yes! I am, Milt... I'm getting it. Right now. He saw me talking to you... aaaahhhh... fuckk... he's ramming me, Milt. He just spread me and mounted me... aahh aahh aaahhh... has my foot on his... uunnghhh... shoulder... Oh Milt... uuunngghhhhhhhhhh... uugghhhh... he's fucking his huge cock into me ... aaahhhhh... aaahhhhh!"

"How big is he?"

"UUGGHHH... don't know... aah aaahh aaahhh.. must be... ooohhh ooohhhh 8 or 9 inches... Now, I'm about to be .... oommppfff... ooommmppfff... oommpppfff"

"What's going on?"

"Hi. Is this Susan's hubby? Milt? Milt Morell?"

"Yes. Who are you anyway?"

"I'm Blair. Susan can't talk to you right now. Jack's got his cock in her mouth, and Max is fucking her."

"What position is she in?"

"She's on the couch on her back. Oh Damn! You should see this, Milt. Max is cumming in your wife right now. Man... he's really pumping in the load, Milt. Just a sec... Looks like your hot wife has drained Max and now she's mounting Sergei."

"Is she still sucking Jack?"

"Yeah... Jack and Claude. She's on Sergei now. Pounding her hot cunt up and down on his rod. He churning Max's cum load into a white froth. She's switching between Jack and Claude's cocks... sucking both of them. She can't say much, Milt, but listen to your slutty wife grunting and moaning."

"MMmmmppfff... uunngghhh... oohhh... aaaahhhh... uuummmmmm!"

"How many men are on the yacht fucking my wife, Blair?"

"Six. She said we were numbers 15 through 20. I don't know what she meant by that.

"Are there any other women?"

"Nope. Just your hot wife. She's taking care of all of us... and doing a great job of it... Hey! Sergei's unloading up your wife's hot cunt hole, Milt. Right now! He's shooting it in.! FUCKING A! WHAT A LOAD!"

"Have Jack and Claude shot off yet?"

"Not yet. Claude's switching to her cunt. Hal's taking his place in her mouth. She mounting Claude's dick, Man. Right now. It's going in! Shit. She's got all of him up her pussy, Milt."

"It looks to me like your wife's cumming constantly. They pump her... she howls and her body jerks like crazy... shit.. there she goes again. You're wife's cumming, Man. She's cumming on Claude's cock.!

"Listen, Milt. Jack just said he's getting ready to shoot and so are Claude and Hal. I'm going to put the phone down and go jack off all over your wife's huge tits. Give me your FAX number and I'll send you some hot pics of Susan getting fucked and sucking cock."

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The FAX transmission arrived an hour later. Some of the photos were obviously taken while Blair had been talking to me on the phone because Susan was wearing the blue corset she had described. Others were taken at different times because she was wearing different outfits, but in every single one of them, she was dressed like a hot whore.

The first two showed my wife being double fucked, cunt and mouth, on the couch with one foot up on the shoulder of the man fucking her. "That must be Max in my wife's cunt," I thought, "and Jack fucking her mouth." In the second photo, three men were using my wife. She was sucking to guys back and forth and another man had his big cock up her cunt. From the phone conversation with Blair, the man in her cunt had to Sergei. He was too big and thick for it to be my partner, Claude. The cocks Susan was sucking must be Jack and Claude. All this was confirmed by the caption someone had attached to the photos.

Left: Jack and Max fucking your wife. Right: Jack and Claude in your wife's mouth. Sergei pumping her cunt hole.

The first photo of the next set showed my wife riding cowgirl on a cock while sucking two more. I guessed the cock in her cunt belonged to my law partner, Claude Greyson. It was about the right size. The ones using her mouth had to Jack and Hal. They were obviously about to shoot their loads. Again the caption confirmed this.

Left: Claude cunt fucking Susan while Jack and Hal use your wife's mouth. Right: Jack and Hal about to shoot their loads into Susan's wide open mouth hole.

The first photo of the third set of two showed my wife being ass fucked by a big cock. Two more cocks were taking turns fucking her mouth. I had no idea who the men were in this photo. The second photo showed the results of a huge number of cum loads that had been shot into my wife's mouth, all over her tits, into her cunt and ass holes, as well as some more cum on her belly and mound. The caption gave me the details.

"Milt, in the first photo Blair is ass fucking your wife. When she doesn't have a cock in her mouth, she was moaning and grunting continuously. It seemed like every time Blair rammed it up her ass, she had another orgasm. She's sucking Sergei and Hal's cocks in the photo. In the second pic, you see the results of six men cumming in and on your wife. Jack and Hal's loads are running out of Susan's mouth. Some of their cum is also on her belly and tits. Claude always wanted to unload inside your wife's cunt so his and Max's cum loads are the ones seeping out of Susan's cunt hole. Blair and Sergei ass fucked her and you see their cum all over her butt and asshole."

Left: Blair ass fucking Susan while Sergei and Hal use your wife's mouth. Right: Six loads of cum in your wife. Jack and Hal in her mouth. Claude and Max up her cunt. Blair and Sergei in her ass.

There was only one other photo. It showed Susan being tripled fucked... mouth, cunt, and ass. The caption said that my wife was sucking Blair, taking my partner Claude up her cunt, while Max plowed her asshole.

Milt, your wife spent a lot of the cruise like this.

I was stunned, shaken, appalled. I knew I had had all I could take. Fucking men I didn't know was one thing. Fucking my law partner and some of our clients and spreading my name all over the place was intolerable.

But I was also hard. I took the photos to the bedroom, stripped, and jacked off four times before falling asleep.

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Divorce:

The first thing Monday morning, I initiated divorce proceedings. Although it was a no-fault state, I intended to get control of every thing and make Susan's attorney fight for every nickel she would eventually get.

Susan had her own credit cards, which I could not cancel. Next, I contacted the banks holding our joint off shore accounts with the intent of transferring all monies into separate accounts in my name only. After giving those instructions to a Mr. Mendez, he asked me to hold. He was back on the line in less than five minutes.

"Mr. Morell, those accounts are closed. Your wife withdrew all the funds two weeks ago. I'm sorry. I have no idea where she moved the funds or what she did with them. Her name was on the account and we legally had to honor her withdrawal."

To say I was stunned would have been an understatement. My wife was a sexy, beautiful piece of ass... a big pair of tits, not a big brain. How did she ever figure out she should do this?

I spent two hours calling the banks where Susan and I had joint accounts. In each case, the response from the bank officials was the same as the one I got about the off-shore accounts, my wife had cleaned out every account and they had no idea where the money was.

Giving up on the bank accounts, I called my broker to check on our jointly held stock portfolio.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Morell. I did my best to persuade your wife that now was not an opportune time to liquidate the stock holdings, but she insisted and as a joint holder of the stocks and bonds, we had to liquidate. I urge you to discuss the matter with her and persuade her to reinvest the funds as soon as possible."

"At least the properties are safe," I thought. "Susan would have no idea what a proper sales price would be. But I had better check."

An hour later, I discovered that approximately half of the properties had been sold at prices that were only slightly under market value. Of course, the seller to whom the funds had been remitted was Susan Morell.

My retirement accounts were untouched and our home had not been sold. I wondered why? After totaling up the amount of money my wife had transferred to her name alone, I found it was almost exactly half of our net worth if I assumed she would give the home to me. Obviously, my plan was fucked! She already had possession of her half of the monies. All that was left to negotiate was the alimony.

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Monday evening, I found Susan waiting for me in our den when I arrived. She saw the anger in my face the instant I entered the house.

I really didn't know what to expect from her, but what I got wasn't it. She merely shrugged, took out her cell phone, and sent a text message. Then, she turned her attention my way again.

"Hi, Milt. From the look on your face, I would say you have decided you can't handle your new, slutty, hot wife. Am I wrong?"

"No, you're not wrong! It's one thing to fuck guys I don't know. It's an entirely different thing to fuck my law partner and some of our clients and to spread my name all over the place."

"Let's get a few things straight. First, I never mentioned my last name to anyone nor your name. If the other men knew your name, it was because your law partner told them. I can tell you he's really turned on by fucking your wife, Milt. He's been fucking me ever since the second week after I returned from California. Second, who are you to point fingers at me for liking cock? You've been fucking my friends, your secretary, and a lot of your clients for years and years while I was totally faithful except for one affair with Mark. Third, I asked you to swing with me, and you refused. Remember?"

I was somewhat surprised by my wife's spirited defense. She had never before said a word about all the women I was screwing. "Well, I just found out that you have stolen half of our money and transferred it to your name. What about that?" I screamed.

"I stole nothing. You're a lawyer. I know that you know that. Half of every thing we have is mine. It's a no-fault state. I simply moved the half that's mine to a place where you can't touch it. You still have the house, all of your retirement accounts, and about half the property, which I know is almost exactly half of our holdings so what are you screaming about? Perhaps that I'm not about to let you steal what's rightfully and legally mine?"

"You ball-busting, castrating bitch! I'm filing for divorce the first thing in the morning." Susan started laughing. Why, I couldn't figure out.

"As it happens, Milt, I spent the entire afternoon packing all my things because I knew that when you found out that Claude was fucking me, your adolescent macho ego wouldn't be able to handle it, and you'd file for divorce. If I was wrong, no harm done. I would just unpack. But, it seems I was right on target. I'll be out of here as soon as my cab arrives."

"You better get a good attorney, Susan. You're going to need one."

"Oh... I already have one. Do you know Daniel Morrison? You should. He's one of the best tort lawyers in the state. Besides that, when Morrison's wife was suing for damages in her car accident, she used your services. Remember? You won a good settlement for her, and you also fucked her several dozen times. Morrison knows. He can't wait to trash your ass in court. When you came in breathing fire, I sent him a one-word text message... "GO!".

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A New Beginning:

The next morning, even before Milt could prepare and file the divorce papers he was served my petition for divorce. Since Morrison had filed first, he was in the cat bird's seat. He proceeded to freeze all of Milt's accounts, properties, house, retirements funds, etc.

I had no intention of trying to get any of the half of the assets that were his, but it gave him something to worry about. I was very generous and let him have his half without any fuss. The divorce went smoothly with no trial. In the end, Milt agreed to $13,000 a month alimony, which was a small percentage of his $500,000 per year income, but that plus the income from my half of the estate gave me an income of about $350,000 a year, which was more than I needed.

As soon as the final papers were signed, I was on a flight to California, first class, of course. I had already made arrangements for all my belongings to be shipped to California via UPS, so I carried only a single suitcase containing everyday essentials. I took a limo to my destination. "Might as well go in style," I thought. I could certainly afford it.

I let myself into the house with the key Jim had given me... just in case, as he put it. When he came in from work that evening, he found a near naked woman reclining on the counter of his bookcase. My bra was pulled down below my beautiful big tits that he had given me. My miniskirt was up around my waist, and only a tiny G-string covered my wet pussy. Of course, I was wearing heels.

Jim's face lit up like a Xmas tree when he saw me nearly naked lying on the counter of his bookcase.

As soon as he saw me, his mouth fell open in surprise, but his inaction lasted only a moment. The next moment, he had me in his arms, his lips crushed against mine. I could feel his cock already growing in his pants.

"Is your offer still good, Honey?"

"Absolutely! I've been hoping against hope that you would come back!" He kissed me again, this time one of his hands captured my tit and the other stroked my ass.

"Well, I'm here to stay. Do you want a hot fucktoy? I'm available for that. I can also do the mistress thing. Or do you want a slutty, unfaithful wife who can't get enough cock? Take your pick, Honey."

"Will you really marry me?"

"Are you asking?"

"Yes... absolutely."

"I'd love to have you as my husband, Jim, but on one condition. I love you too much to cheat on you. I won't cheat, but I want a hot, sensuous sex life. Would you swing with me, enjoy it with me?"

"I would love it."

"Then 'Yes!' I'll marry you."

Jim kissed me again, scooped me up in his arms, and started for the bedroom. "Wait just a minute before you start fucking me, Lover. I have one thing to tell you and then I have a request."

"Ok. But hurry. I'm so hard, I may cum in my pants if I don't get into your hot pussy soon."

I quickly told him about my new income. "Are you kidding?" he said. You mean in addition to what I make, we'll have another $350,000 a year?"

"Yep. We're filthy rich, Lover. You'll just have to get used to it."

"Well fuck! I guess I'll just have to bear up under the huge burden. And the request?"

"Remember you said you wanted a hot slutty wife. Well, I'd like to start on our slutty ways by having Nora over this weekend for a hot threesome. Think you can handle having to fuck two sexy sluts?"

"No... I don't have a prayer, but I'll give it my best shot."

"We'll go easy on you, Honey. And after we drain your balls, you can watch us doing each other. That ought to recharge your batteries pretty fast."

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