The Neighbors

  by RLM

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Revelations?:


  "You need to get the coals ready for later, Honey.  Derrick and
Ericka will be here in about 30 minutes or so.  And you might put
another 6-pack of Bud in the fridge.  I don't think we have
enough."

  "Ok.  I'll get right on it, Julia," Devon replied to his wife.
"What's on the agenda for after dinner tonight?  Have you and
Ericka got anything planned?"

  "Yeah, we have a couple of new games planned... sort of erotic,
but we think you guys might like them."

  "Well, what are they?  Or is it to be a surprise?"

  "No, it's no secret.  We're going to play some bridge, Chicago
style.  You know, four hands with duplicate type scoring then we
switch partners."

  "We've played bridge before... what's so new about that?"

  "The prizes and penalties for the winners and losers.  It's
going to be strip bridge.  The losing pair has to strip off an
article of clothing... shoes, socks, heels, stockings, don't
count.  Think you guys are up to that?"

  "Well, that should certainly liven up the game.  How far to you
girls plan to go with the stripping?"

  We're not planning an orgy.  We plan to stop when the guys are
down to their shorts or the girls down to their bra and panties.
The one who still has on the most clothes is the winner."

  "And what does the winner win?"

  "I don't know.  We'll all have to discuss that.  Sound like fun
to you?"

  "Very much... would love to see you and Ericka sitting there
with in just your bra and panties."

  "Dream on, Hubby.  Dream on," Julia giggled.

  "What's the second hot game you two have devised?"

  "Scrabble... girls against guys."

  Puzzled, Devon asked, "What's so erotic or new about a game of
scrabble?"

  "It's dirty word scrabble... all dirty words count triple."

  "You girls have really been working at this.  Sounds like a lot
of fun.  I'll go set out the coals for later for the steaks."

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  Devon and Julia Deltman had been neighbors with Derrick and
Ericka Braylock for several months.  From the very start, the two
couples had enjoyed being together, planning outings together,
enjoying short vacations and evenings together.  Every Friday
night, they would meet for dinner, conversation, and games... one
Friday at the Deltman's house, the next at the Braylocks.    They
usually got together for some activity at least one other night a
week.

  Both couples were members of the same country club, both owned
beautiful, upscale, large homes side-by-side.  Since they both
had large swimming pools, they often held outdoor parties as
co-hosts.  Since their properties were adjoining with no privacy
fence between them, the guests could use both pools and their
connecting bathhouses.  The Deltmans and the Braylocks both owned
three additional acres of beautiful wooded forest area
immediately behind their homes, which created a gorgeous setting
for their parties.  Both couples were in their late twenties to
early thirties, and neither had children.  Both wives were
beautiful and sexy... Ericka's was a dark, sultry, big-breasted
brunette while Julia was a sexy blonde with a luscious ass and
perfect legs.  They were a perfect match.

  Devon worked as the VP for Information Technology and Software
Development for a large company.  The fact that he held such a
responsible and high-paying position at the age of 34 attested to
his exceptional talent in the area.  The top brass at the company
considered themselves fortunate indeed to have acquired his
services two years previously.  In contrast, Derrick was a highly
successful author of fiction.  He specialized in action
thrillers, murder mysteries, and softcore erotic fiction.  His
wealth was due in large measure to the numerous best sellers he
had written.  In fact, Devon had read several of his action
thrillers and enjoyed all of them.  Julia liked his erotic
fiction.  Once, when she had been reading one of his steamy
novels, Devon had caught his sexy wife masturbating as she read.
Not wishing to embarrass his wife, he had never told her this. 
In addition to the writing income of her husband, Ericka had
inherited a small fortune from her parents when they were killed
in a tragic automobile accident five years previously.

  Since the Deltmans and the Braylocks were financially well
fixed, Ericka and Julia had no need to hold down 8 to 5 jobs. 
Ericka did volunteer work at the hospital and for the Salvation
Army.  Julia was a substitute teacher for the high school.  With
a B.S. degree in biology and a minor in English, she could teach
both the humanities and sciences, at least at the high school
level.

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  Derrick and Ericka were about 10 minutes late.  "Sorry about
being late, Guys.  I just couldn't get Ericka to make up her mind
about what she was going to wear."

  What she had decided to wear was a wrap-around gray dress that
was fashionably short, not too short.  Best of all was its low
neckline that exposed a generous expanse of her very large 38D
breasts.  I was having a difficult time not staring, and, of
course, my wife noticed immediately.

  "I don't think my randy husband minds in the slightest,
Derrick.  He's been staring at Ericka ever since she walked into
the house, but I don't think he's seen her face yet."

  My face flushed, but Ericka came to my rescue.  "Look's who's
talking.  You think Derrick hasn't noticed your boobs sticking
out of that dress you're wearing?"

  Now it was my wife's turn to blush.  I loved it primarily
because I knew that she had chosen the black dress precisely
because it showed off a lot of her tits.  I grinned at Derrick
and, with his hand behind his back, he gave me a "thumbs up"
sign.  We had never spoken about it, but we both loved the fact
that our wives seemed to have a little competition going as to
who could wear the most revealing outfit without being totally
slutty.

  Covering her embarrassment, Julia said, "Come on you guys...
make yourselves useful.  Why don't you set the table Devon while
Derrick opens the wine and lets it breathe before dinner."

  "Where's the wine," Derrick asked.

  "In the liquor cabinet.  I know you know where that is by now."

  Derrick searched the cabinet for a minute or so and said, "I
don't see any red wine in here."

  "Didn't you get the wine, Honey," Julia asked me.

  "No.  You didn't say word about it."

  "Damn!  You're right.  I forgot.  Well, you've got a new job
now, Honey.  Go over to Brian's and get us a bottle of 2004
Sutter Home Zinfandel and a bottle of 2003 Sutter Home Cabernet
Sauvignon."

  "Brian's?" I questioned.  "That's all the way on the other side
of town.  It will take me 25 or 30 minutes to get there and the
same time to get back.  Why does it have to be Brian's?"

  "Because, Darling, Brian's is the only store that carries those
vintages and they're the best... as you well know.  Go on.  Be on
your way.  We'll delay dinner until you get back.  It's only a
little after 7:00... we've got plenty of time for you to get the
wine... have a great dinner... and then go swimming, chat, or
play some sexy games.  Go on."

  "All right... all right.  But next time please remember to ask
in advance.  I could have picked up the wine yesterday."  I got
my car keys and headed for the front door when Ericka spoke up.

  "Wait up a moment, Devon, until I visit the ladies room, and
I'll go with you.  You can fill me in on all the gossip at your
company on the way ... you know what I want to know... who's
sleeping with who, and I'll tell you what's happening at the
hospital.  We'll let Derrick and Julia get the dinner ready so
all we have to do is eat and enjoy it."

  "Now that sounds like a good plan to me!"  A few minutes later,
I was backing the car out of our driveway with a very attractive
Ericka seated beside me.

  Once I was off the neighborhood streets and on the four-lane
expressway leading to the opposite side of town, Ericka
unfastened her seat belt and swiveled in her seat to face me. 
"Ok.  Tell me all the hot gossip at your company, Devon."

  "Do you know any of the people in my work area?"

  "Probably most of them.  Julia and I have visited several
times, had lunch there three times, and she's introduced me to
most everyone in your area.  I also know one of the
secretaries... so come on... give.  Don't leave out any of the
juicy details either," she said with a licentious grin.

  I knew I was supposed to keep my eyes on the road, but with
Ericka sitting with her left knee up on the seat and her right
leg on the floorboard, a lot of her thighs were exposed as well
as her breasts.  It was hard not to look.  She saw me looking,
smiled, but said nothing.  "Ok... let's see.  Do you know the
marketing manager, David Kohlman?"

  "I've met him.  Middle-aged, wavy black hair... sort of sexy. 
When I see him, I always have the feeling that he's undressing me
with his eyes."

  "There's a good reason for that, Ericka."

  "What's that?"

  "He is undressing your with his eyes... so are all the other
men you see."

  "Including you?" she asked softly.

  "Especially me.  But you wanted to know the office gossip. 
Anyway, the scuttlebutt is that Kohlman is dating Jackie Marlin,
his secretary, and his wife is apparently clueless."

  "Dating her or fucking her," Ericka asked bluntly.

  I laughed.  "Well, I haven't been asked to observe all the
activities on their dates, but I and every other man on the
planet assumes that if a manager is "dating" his secretary...
he's fucking her."

  "You, all the other men, and all the other women on the planet,
Honey.  Is she a hot piece?"

  That question caused me to look at Ericka again.  She was still
sitting with her leg on the seat facing me, but now she had
steepled her right knee and had her legs pretty much wide open. 
The position had her skirt all the way up to her hips exposing
most of her panties.  Almost instantly, my cock was erect... very
erect and getting very hard.  Since I was staring right at her
crotch, she knew I was looking at her panty-covered pussy.

  "If I had known that we'd be alone taking a drive, I would have
worn more transparent panties, Devon... or maybe none at all. 
Sorry about that... maybe next time."

  That did it... my cock lurched to full erection.  My pants were
tight enough that she could easy see the effect she was having. 
I thought she opened her legs even wider.  "Go on, Devon.  You
were telling me about Kohlman and his secretary.  Is she a hot
piece of ass?"

  "She certainly looks hot... I've never ... eh... never.. you
know."

  "Fucked her?"

  "Yeah... I mean no... no, I've never ... eh... never fucked
her.  But I'm sure Kohlman is enjoying her."

  "That's hot.  What about your secretary?  What's her name?"

  "Denise,  Denise Mathews.  What about her?"

  "I would say she definitely looks like a hot piece.  Have you
nailed her?"

  "No."

  "You could, you know."

  "Why do you say that?"

  "I've been in your office and seen her looking at you.  Believe
me, Devon, all you would have to do is ask."

  "Why bother when I've got Julia at home ... not to mention a
very sexy neighbor," I said with a grin.

  That got me a big smile from Ericka and an even better view of
her pussy when she spread a little more.

  The conversation switched to the hospital where Ericka did
volunteer work and for the rest of the drive to the liquor store,
she filled me in on which doctor was fucking which nurse or
nurses.

  "How about you?  Any of the doctors ever hit on you?"

  She looked at me for at least 30 seconds before answering. 
"What do you think?"

  "Good point.  It was a stupid question.  Please forget I asked
it."

  Our conversation was interrupted by our arrival at Brian's
liquor store.  We both went in and had no problem finding both
Sutter Homes Julia had asked me to get.  Five minutes later, we
were back in the car headed home.  As I pulled out of the parking
lot, I checked my watch and was surprised to see that instead of
the 25 or 30 minutes I had assumed the drive would take, we had
made it in 20 because of the very light traffic at this hour.

  "Hey!  We're making good time," I said.  "I was sure it would
take an hour to get the wine and return, but I think we'll make
it about 40 minutes."  Ericka didn't respond.  In fact, she
seemed deep in thought.

  The traffic was even lighter on the way back.  We had only been
gone from my house for a little over 35 minutes when I turned
onto our street and headed toward home.

  Ericka put her hand on my arm and said, "Pull into my driveway,
Devon, not yours."

  "Why?  I'll just be blocking the drive."

  "I need to pick up some things from our house that I forgot
before.  It won't take long."

  "Sure, but it's just as easy for me to park in our driveway and
we can walk over to your house.  It's not even a stone's throw
away.  That way, I won't have to worry about moving the car."

  "Devon."

  "What?"

  "Please do as I ask.  Park in our driveway.  Just do it."

  Now I was confused... very confused.  But there was no
mistaking the firmness in Ericka's voice.  She did not want me
parking in our driveway.  She wanted me parking in hers.  So, I
pulled the car into their drive and killed the engine.  "Your
wish is my command, my Lady," I said with a grin.  "Shall we get
the things you forget?"

  "There's nothing to get, Devon.  I didn't forget anything.  I
just made that up to get you to park in our drive rather than
yours."

  Now totally lost, I replied, "Ok.  I'm parked where you wanted
me to park.  The sack with the wine is at your feet.  Bring it
and we'll go have a great dinner with some excellent wine."

  "No.  Not yet.  You can't go back to your house yet."

  "Why?"

  "Because Derrick is fucking your wife.  They won't be finished
yet since we made the trip 25 minutes faster than anyone thought
we would.  That's why you're parked in our driveway.  This way
they won't see the car and have to stop."

  For a moment, I was too shocked to speak, but then I figured it
out.  This was a practical joke of some kind.  "I don't believe
you," I said with a grin.  "Nice try, but no cigar.  I'm not
biting."

  "I'm not joking, Devon.  Derrick is fucking her... right now as
we speak."

  "Oh come on!  Even if it were true, how could you possibly
know?  We left the house together."

  "Derrick and I have no secrets from one another.  We talk.  We
tell each other what's going on.  I'm no angel, and he's been
fucking Julia at every opportunity for several months now."

  "I don't think that's possible," I protested.

  "Why not?  You think your wife doesn't like big cocks?"

  Now I was getting perturbed.  "Ericka, enough is enough.  You
actually believe that if we went into my house right now, we'd
catch Julia and Derrick in bed fucking?"

  "No.  They wouldn't use the bed.  It would take too much time
and they would have to change the sheets afterwards.  They won't
waste that much time.  Derrick usually likes to bend a woman over
the back of couch, push up her skirt and give it to her that way.
 My guess is that Julia's bent over the couch, a chair, or the
kitchen table right now."

  "How can you possibly know that?"

  "Two reasons.   First, Derrick never lets an opportunity to
fuck a sexy woman go to waste.  Second, the wine."

  "What about the wine?"

  "Julia's nonsense about having to have a particular vintage of
Sutter Home zinfandel and cabernet.  She knows that only Brian's
carries that so we had to drive all the way across town... thus,
giving them an hour to fuck.  And we have several bottles of
those vintages and wines in our wine cabinet.  Derrick knows
that.  He could have just walked 100 feet or so to our house and
gotten two bottles for the dinner."

  Now I lapsed into silence for the better part of five minutes.
Finally, I said, "I still don't believe it.  Not at all... No
way."

  "Ok.  Whatever you say.  It's been almost an hour now.  Back
out the car and let's go have dinner."

  When we entered the house, Derrick was out on the patio stoking
the coals to cook the steaks and my wife was taking the baked
potatoes out of the over and fixing the salad. "Hi.  We're back,"
I said.

  "Good.  I'm really sorry that I forgot to mention the wine,
Darling.  You're just wonderful to drive all that way for me when
it was my mistake in the first place."  Ericka was busy taking
the hot bread out of the oven.  She didn't make a comment or look
at me.

  "No problem," I replied.  "I'll see if Derrick needs any help."

  When I walked out onto the patio, he nodded and asked, "I hope
they had the wine after you drove all that way.   Did they?"

  "Yep.  Got a bottle of each.  Coals ready?"

  "I'd say that they're perfect.  Want to bring out the steaks?"

  I don't think I had ever scrutinized a man as closely as I did
Derrick as he cooked the steaks.  His hair wasn't mussed.  I saw
none of Julia's make up on his face or lips.  When he faced me to
say something, I checked out his pants, particularly his crotch.
There wasn't a trace of any stains on his pants nor on his shirt.
 No scratches on his arms or face.  I couldn't see his back, but
I was confident that had I been able to see it, there would have
been nothing there to see.

  While we were eating dinner, I checked my wife out in the same
way.  Her make up was perfect.  Her hair was combed, her dress
was not wrinkled nor creased.  There certainly were no hickeys in
sight.  In fact, there not the slightest indication that she and
Derrick had been fucking while Ericka and I were gone.  Frankly,
I felt that the whole thing was a very poor joke that the three
of them were playing on me.  Nevertheless, I knew I would be
investigating it over the next week or so.

  After dinner, everyone wanted to try the strip bridge game.  We
discussed the rules and decided that we all had three articles of
clothing we could remove.  For Derrick and I, they were our
shirt, pants, and undershirt.  For the Julia and Ericka, there
was a problem since both women were wearing dresses.  At Ericka's
suggestion, the three articles were one heel, then the dress, and
finally their bra.

  "I thought you said the women would stop at bra and panties," I
asked my wife.

  "I did, but Ericka's convinced that you guys would like the
game a lot more if you had a change to get our tits out.  Are you
ok with that?  Remember your loving wife might end up with her
tits on display for the rest of the evening."

  "Rest of the evening?"

  "Yeah... what comes off in the Deltman house, stays off in the
Deltman house."  We all laughed at my wife's rephrasing of the ad
for Las Vegas.

  Naturally, I had no chance in the bridge game.  I'm a fair
player, but I couldn't concentrate.  They only thing in my mind
was an image of my wife bent over the back of the couch with
Derrick's cock fucking her from behind.  What had Ericka said? 
"You think your wife doesn't like big cocks?"  Did Derrick have a
big cock?  How big?  A lot bigger than mine?  I had slightly over
7 inches... how much bigger could he be?  On and on and on. 
There was just no way I could concentrate on bridge.  As a
result, I made a mistake on almost every hand.

  In less than an hour, I was down to just my jockey briefs. 
Whoever played with me as my partner, lost.  So the others had
each lost one article of clothing while I had lost three.

  "Well... that ends the game," I said.  "Looks like it's a
three-way tie for first place while I have fourth place totally
locked up."

  "Let's have some more wine," Ericka suggested.

  "Coming right up, Honey," Derrick said as he rose to pour four
glasses.

  "I'll help you," Julia said as she followed Derrick into the
kitchen.

  Ericka grinned at Devon.  "Thought they'd never leave." 
Slowly, she opened her legs once more putting her panties on
display.  I felt my cock getting hard as I stared at her panties.
  The thought that her cunt was just underneath those thin
panties was rapidly getting me fully hard.

  "My god, Ericka.  You've got me so turned on, I'm about to come
in my pants and Derrick and Julia are just around the corner in
the kitchen."

  "Don't worry about them, Devon.  They won't bother us."

  "What do you mean, they won't bother us??  They're going to be
back here with the wine any moment."

  "Not until he fucks your wife again."

  "Would you stop that," I growled in a low whisper.  "Dammit. 
I've got to get some fresh air."

  "Ok.  I understand, even if I do think you're being foolish. 
Just go out front.  Don't go out to the patio in back."

  "What?  Why not?"

  "I just told you."

  "Shit.  This is just ridiculous.  I'll be back in a five
minutes or so."  Pulling my pants back on, I went out the front
door, closing it quietly behind me.  As I left, I saw that Ericka
still had her legs open.

  The evening breeze was warm and soothing.  Still, it was
several minutes before my erection abated enough that my pants
weren't obscenely tented.  After 10 minutes or so, I went back
into the house.  Ericka was still sitting on the couch, but at
least, she now had her legs closed.

  "Feel better?" she asked with a grin.

  "No, but at least I don't feel like I'm going to shoot off in
my pants like a school boy."

  "MMMmmmmmm... that's really is the nicest thing I think any man
has ever said to me.  Thank you.  By the way, notice that we
still don't have our wine.  I guess they're having to ferment the
grapes... what do you think?"

  About five minutes later, Julia came in with two glasses of an
excellent German white wine.  It was slightly sweet and made an
excellent after dinner wine.  Derrick brought his wife a glass a
couple minutes later.  We each had a second glass to finish off
the bottle.  It was then almost 11 PM, and we called it a night.

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  I soon as the Braylocks had left, I started looking for my
wife.  When I didn't find her in the den or kitchen, it was
obvious that she had already gone to our bedroom.  She was just
taking off her jewelry when I entered.   My original intent was
to ask her about all the stuff Ericka had told me, but when I saw
her, my cock rose to the hardest erection I had had in a long
time.  She was still fully dressed, but all I could think about
was how much I wanted to fuck her ass off.

  I was still nude to the waist from the strip bridge game. 
Julia opened her mouth to say something, but she never got it out
because my mouth was crushed against hers in a passionate kiss. 
As I kissed her, my hand caressed her ass and pulled her mound
against my throbbing rod.

  "Wow!  That's hard, Baby... and I'm talking HARD!  I wanna see
that big thing.  Right now!"  She knelt in in front of me,
unbuckled my belt, and pulled my pants down.  My briefs followed
a moment later allowing my iron-hard cock to surge out into the
open.  Fluids were already seeping from the tip.  As soon as
Julia wrapped her hand around the base of my shaft, it began to
jerk like a enraged snake.

  "My god, Honey.  Your cock is so damn hard and stiff, I can
hardly pull it down to suck it.  It was that sexy bitch, Ericka,
wasn't it.  She got you hard and left you hanging.  MMmmmm... she
really is a stupid bitch.  Love this big thing," she moaned as
her mouth engulfed the top half of my shaft.

  Julia sucked me like a starved woman, her hand slipping beneath
her dress and fingering her clit as she tried to force even more
of my rod into her mouth and throat.  Backing off for a moment,
she asked, "What did that hot slut do to get you this hard, Baby?
 Come on... tell me while I suck it."

  "She had her legs open most of the way to the liquor store...
and then when you and Derrick went to the kitchen to get some
wine, she spread her legs wide open and whispered that her wet
cunt was just under the panties."

  Julia fingered her clit harder... "What did you do when she
said that?"  She stuffed 5 inches of my cock back into her mouth
before I could answer.

  "I got hard, of course.  But you and Derrick were in the
kitchen just a few steps away."

  "What if we hadn't been?  Would you have fucked her?"

  "No... I'd much rather fuck you."

  "MMmmmmmm."

  Looking down at my wife sucking my swollen shaft was the hotter
than anything I had seen all evening.  She was snorting through
her nose trying to breathe as the thick shaft made it impossible
for her to get any air through her mouth.

  Holding her head, I pushed my rod even further into her mouth.
It hit the opening to her throat and she gagged.  When she tried
to pull back, I held her head in place until her gagging
subsided.  When it did, I "rewarded" my hot wife with another
inch of cock that slid into her throat.  She looked up at me wide
eyed.  Her eyes got even wider when I pushed in another inch of
man meat.  She had never deep throated me before, but that was
about to end as I pushed the rest of my cock down her throat and
slowly began to fuck her mouth.

  She gurgled and snorted continuously as I fucked her throat,
but her hand was moving faster and faster over her throbbing
clit.  Every so often she would thrust three fingers deep inside
her vagina and hiss with pleasure.

  I was very close to erupting, but I wanted to shoot my load
inside my wife's cunt, not down her throat.  Pulling her to her
feet, she looked at me like a sex slave as saliva dripped from
her chin, her eyes still wide, and her mouth wide open for my
use.  Unzipping the dress, I let it fall to the fall to the floor
and then pushed her onto the end of the bed on her back.

  "Pull that fucking bra down so I can see your big tits, Baby!"
She jerked it down in a flash, her hands squeezing her tits as
her hips arched upward off the bed.  Hissing moans were erupting
from her throat.  She still wore her panties, but they gave her
no protection as I pulled them aside to expose her wet and
swollen cunt.

  Her ass continued to hump upwards trying desperately to get my
tongue into her pussy.  "Please, Darling.  Suck me.  I'm soooo
close.  Sooo hot.  Make me cum, Lover... Please .... Do it to
meeeee!" she wailed.

  Before giving her what she wanted, I took a moment to inspect
her gaping cunt hole.  The lips were red... swollen... looking
like they had been used hard during the last few hours, but on
the other hand, there wasn't a trace of semen anywhere... not on
her lips or inside her vagina.  I had sucked my own loads out of
her often enough to easily recognize the aroma and taste of semen
and there was none on or in my wife's cunt.  I still didn't know
what to think, but I did know what to do.

  Driving my tongue deep into her hot hole, she howled with
female pleasure as her cunt erupted immediately in a hard orgasm.
 When I moved my tongue up to her convulsing clitoris, she
screamed and thrashed on the bed like a wild animal.  But I held
her ass steady and slashed my tongue up the throbbing clit
shaft... she grunted like a whore... then over the sensitive
tip.... Julia's cunt whooshed air as it slammed shut in a hard
contraction.  Finally, I sucked the entire organ into my mouth...
pressured it with my lips as I caressed it again and again with
the tip and flat of my tongue.  Julia's vagina squirted several
huge streams against my face.

  "OHHHHHHH GOD... SOOO GOOD!  PLEASE... DARLING.  FUCK ME NOW! 
PUT IT IN ME!  PLEASE.  I NEED IT IN ME!"

  I stood up between my wife's splayed thighs, levered her legs
up and back, and nailed my stone-hard 7-plus inches of cock into
her soaked cunt.  She grunted with the force of my entry, but her
tongue shot out of her open mouth and began rapidly flicking over
her top lip.  I screwed her throbbing cunt until I felt her
vagina contract in a hard spasm followed by a hot series of
spasms as Julia's pussy exploded around my cock.

  Without hesitating or giving her a moment to recover, I shoved
her legs high over her head, pulled my hard shaft out of her
steaming vagina and moved downward to her asshole.  We had had
anal sex on occasion, but not often, and every time we had done
it, I had had to go very slowly... gradually working my cock into
her ass before I could begin fucking her hard.  This time, as
soon as I pushed my cock against her opening, her sphincter
opened wide and I easily sank into her depths.  She grunted as my
cock plunged inward... protesting weakly.  As soon as I began
fucking her, her protests immediately vanished to be replaced
with passionate groans.

  "Turn me over, Baby.  Do it doggie.  It goes in deeper and I
can work my clit," she hissed as her ass squeezed my cock.

  I had to withdraw to turn her over.  In fact, I didn't have to
do any more than that.  My wife flipped herself over, put her
head on the bed, arched her hips, and pulled her ass open with
her hands.  "Hurry, Stud.  Stick it back in my ass.  Give it to
me hard!"   Snapping my hips forward, my cock head hit her
asshole dead center and my entire shaft sank into her stopping
only when my balls slapped against her cunt.

  "GGHHHAAAAAAAAaaa... FUCK MY ASS, BABY... HARD!  UUGGHHH...
YES... LIKE THAT... OOOHHH FUCK YES!  JUST LIKE THAT!"

  Her hand flew to her clit and worked it as I pounded her hard
and fast.  It only took a minute or so before she was cumming
again.  After that first one, she had several more before I
pulled out, turned her onto her back and again entered her now
erupting pussy.  It only took a half dozen thrusts to send her
into a shuddering climax.  Her contracting vagina milked my load
right out of my balls as I collapsed on top of her heaving body.

  We lay together for a long time, our lungs heaving as we tried
to catch our breaths.  My semi-hard cock was still in Julia's
pussy as I thought about how red and swollen her pussy had looked
and how easily my cock had penetrated her previously very tight
asshole.

=====================================

Investigations:

  Although I had no real evidence that my wife was cheating...
other than Ericka's statements... I knew that there was no
possible way I was going to be able to just ignore her comments
and forget the whole thing.  I had to investigate.

  Right after breakfast the next morning, I made a quick trip
back to our bedroom.  Julia had already made up the bed, as I
expected since she always did that before starting breakfast. 
Turning back the bedspread and covers, I used my washable
felt-tipped pen to place a small black dot on the bottom of the
sheet where it was tucked beneath the mattress.  After remaking
the bed as it had been, I hurried back to the kitchen where Julia
was putting the dishes into the dishwasher, kissed her
passionately, and was off to work.

  As soon as I arrived at my office, I stopped by Hal Martins
desk.  Hal was my associate VP.  We frequently covered for one
another when one of us needed to be out of the office.  "Hal,
I've got some pressing personal matters that I need to address. 
Nothing to with business.  Can you cover for me for a few days...
maybe less... maybe more?"

  "Of course.  You know you can always count on me."

  "I know I can, but since this is personal... not business, I
wasn't certain you would be comfortable with helping me skip
work, so to speak."

  "Listen, Devon.  Remember when I caught Doris having that
affair and I thought the two of us needed a second honeymoon, but
I had already used up my vacation time?  You told me to take as
much time as I needed and you'd cover for me.  Well... we were
gone two weeks and when I got back, I found that you had done all
my work, filed all my reports, every thing... and no one ever
knew.  You even recommended me for a large raise that year, which
I got.  You take as much time as you need.  I take care of every
thing here."

  At 9 AM that morning, I drove into the park across the street
from my house where I had an excellent view of my house and
settled back for the long wait.  As a successful author, Derrick
worked at home, so, if he was fucking my wife, he would have the
entire day to visit her.  All I could do was wait.  I poured
myself a cup of coffee from the thermos and watched my front
door.

  It was almost noon when my cell phone rang.  Checking caller
ID, I saw that it was from Ericka.   "Hi," I said cheerfully. 
"How's every thing at the Salvation Army this morning?"

  "Don't know... didn't go.  They said they didn't need me this
morning."

  "Ok.  So, what's up?  Is every thing Ok?"

  "Yep.  I was just calling to see if you would like to come over
for some lunch.  You must be getting really tired of sitting in
that cramped car watching your door."

  My feelings at that instant were a mixture of shock and
embarrassment.  "How did you know?"

  "I'm a woman... women almost always know.  I knew you would
have to investigate and the best place to watch your house is
from the park... so... I looked for your car, and there you were.
 Come on over.  I'm not going to take 'no' for an answer, so you
might as well give up and come over.  I already have some lunch
ready."

  I couldn't think of an excuse, and I felt not just a little
ridiculous sitting in my car spying on my wife when Ericka knew
what I was doing.  A couple of minutes later, I was at her door.
She opened it before I could ring the bell.

  I opened my mouth to say something, but before I could get the
words out, she was pulling me into the study by the front of my
shirt.  Once there, she pulled my head down to hers and kissed
me... hard... then harder... then her mouth opened wide.

  It's almost an automatic reflex for a man to push his tongue
into a woman's mouth when she opens hers during a kiss.  This
time was no different.  As soon as Ericka's mouth opened under
mine, I had my tongue deep inside playing tag with her tongue. 
When I withdrew, her tongue immediately followed.  I was rapidly
getting an erection, which she felt and intensified by grinding
her mound against me.

  When we broke the kiss, I held her back and stammered, "My god,
Ericka.  I just came over for lunch."

  "If you're hungry, Honey, I've got something hot that you'll
just love to eat.  Want a taste?"

  "We can't do this, Ericka.  In the first place, I'm married...
you're married.  In the second place, I know that Derrick works
at home.  Where is he?  He could come in at any moment."

  "He's out.  He won't be back for hours.  Relax.  Don't you like
my big tits, Honey?"  She put arms beneath her breasts and
pressed them up for my viewing pleasure.  "Most men can't take
their eyes off my tits.  And I've seen you looking at them many
times.  Don't you think it's time you saw more of them?"

  In spite of myself, there was no way I could keep my eyes off
of her big, perfect tits.  She had them exposed almost to the
nipples.  "They're gorgeous... more than gorgeous.  I'm already
hard just looking at them and kissing you, but Derrick might come
home at any moment."

  "Forget about Derrick, Honey.  I believe you were really
interested yesterday when I let you see what I have between my
legs.  Still interested?  It's still wet and hot for you." Julia
mounted her husband's desk, steepled her knee, and spread her
legs.  Once more, I was staring at her panty-covered cunt.

  "Like my pussy, Devon.  It's really tight and hot.  You'll love
it.  I promise."

  "Oh my god!" I moaned unable to resist squeezing my erection. 
"I'm sure I would, but I don't want to mess up our friendship. 
We're both married, and Derrick could come home."

  "I told you that he's out and won't be back for hours."

  "You can't know that.  He could finish whatever he's doing and
return home at any time."

  "That's never going to happen, Honey."

  I had a sick feeling in my stomach even before I asked the
question.  "How do you know that?"

  "Because he's busy fucking your wife right now.  He's not about
to leave her hot cunt and ass until he's fucked her several
times."

  "No way!  You keep saying that stuff, but I've been watching my
house all morning.  I would have seen him if he had come over."

  "True, if he used the front door.  But he's very discreet.  He
takes the path through the woods at back and enters through the
patio door... Julia always leaves it open for him."

  "Leaves it open for him?  Just to walk in whenever he likes?"

  "Whenever he likes... she doesn't even answer his knock.  He
just enters the house, goes to your bedroom, and enters your
wife.  She's always waiting for him."

  "Tell me... how do you know that your husband is fucking my
wife right now?"

  "We share secrets, Devon.  We have an open marriage and love
it.  He's been fucking your wife almost everyday for months. 
Even on the weekends when you're home, he usually finds a way to
get into her pussy."

  I was shocked to realize that my cock was getting harder
hearing about Derrick screwing my wife than it had gotten kissing
Ericka and then staring between her legs. "How did it start?  Do
you know?  Were you angry?"

  "After we had started spending a lot of time together, Julia
began flirting with Derrick, and I started flirting with you. 
I'm sure you remember"

  "Sure, but it was just sexy flirting."

  "It was until Derrick went over to your house one morning
several months ago after we had all been together the previous
evening and your wife had flirted shamelessly with him.  As soon
as Julia opened the door, he was kissing her.  She protested a
little at first... women always do... it's expected, you know. 
But Derrick is a master at quelling female protests.  He just
stepped back, unzipped his pants, extracted his steel-hard,
9-inch cock, and said 'You got it hard, Julia... now take care of
it."

  "9-inches?" I whispered, half in shock, half in envy.

  "Yeah... 9 long, thick inches of iron-hard meat.  Your wife was
mesmerized.  Any woman would be.  He told her to touch it.  She
did.  He said that she moaned when she held it.  Next, he told
her to put it in her mouth.  She did that too... moaning even
louder.  That morning, he fucked your wife four times, and he's
been fucking her ever since.  Derrick's got his big cock in your
wife right now.  Don't you think it's time we got started?"

  I had no idea whether to believe her or not, but my resistance
had reached its limit.  I began to undress.

-------------------------------------

  "Mmmmmmmm... this is one nice cock, Devon.  I've wanted it in
me for months and months,"  Ericka moaned as she squeezed the
base of my dick while rubbing the shaft and head all over her
face.

  "With the 9-inch monster cock your husband has, Ericka, I'm
surprised you have any interest at all in my 7+ inches."

  She looked up at me.  "Are you kidding?  This is a gorgeous
dick, Baby.  I can't wait to have it in me... fucking me...
making me cum.  Tell me, Lover.  Do you like my big tits?"

  "I love them.  They're just fantastic!"

  "Your wife's tits aren't as big as mine.  After you've fucked
me, are you going to lose interest in screwing her?"

  "Of course not.  I love fucking Julia."

  "I know you do.  So does Derrick even though I've got much
bigger tits.  Cocks all feel marvelous inside a woman... so why
don't you shut up about your cock being smaller than Derrick's
and start fucking my holes with it.  Just watch how many times
you make me cum."

  "Stop talking, Bitch, and start sucking me!"

  "Mmmmmm... Yes Sir!"  Her mouth slammed down my shaft until she
gagged.  I loved it that she gagged.  She pulled back and tried
again...once more gagging.  It took several tries before she had
my balls banging against her chin as she sucked.

  "Oh fuck, Ericka.  I'm about to cum.  If you keep sucking me
like that, I won't be able to keep from shooting off in your
mouth."

  "That's the idea, Lover.  That's what a woman's mouth is for...
to take your big cum load.  SHOOT IT IN!"  I did... in gush after
gush.  She tried to swallow all of it, but she couldn't swallow
fast enough.  Some of the load spurted out of the corners of her
mouth and formed a long cum rope from her chin.

  When she had emptied my balls, I pulled her head up to mine and
kissed his hard, sharing my load with her.

  "Oh, Honey.  That's so hot.  You're the first man who's ever
kissed me like that just after I've sucked him off.  I loved it.
Kiss me again, Baby."

  I did.  Afterwards, I pushed Ericka onto her back on the desk
and gave her a one-word command.  "Spread!"   She did, and
moments later, she was howling as her pussy throbbed about my
lips and tongue.  I ate her for almost a half hour until she was
squirting every time another orgasm pulsed through her pussy and
clit.

  After 20 minutes, she was pleading with me to stop... to let
her rest.  I just sucked her harder... sliding my tongue up and
down and over her sensitive, dancing clitoris.  When she wailed
in still another climax, her clit danced and contracted in hard
spasms after which it tried to retreat inside its protective hood
only to be sucked back inside my mouth where it was stimulated
toward another orgasm.

  I was iron hard again.  "How did you say your husband likes to
fuck my wife?" I asked.

  Ericka could hardly speak she was gasping so hard.  "He likes
to bend her over a couch... fuck her from behind," she finally
moaned.

  "Bend over the desk, Ericka.  I'm going to fuck you the same
way."

  "Ohhhh hell yes!  Fuck me, Lover.  Fuck me like a whore."

  She bent over, and I nailed her cunt with my sex spike.  Her
high-pitched shriek of female pleasure was music to my ears. 
Ericka came twice before I shot my second load into her vagina.

  We rested for awhile and then had the lunch she had prepared. 
Before I had finished the sandwich and beer, I was hard again. 
"Get on me, Ericka.  Ride me and face the window.  I want anyone
who happens to come into your back yard to see me fucking you!"

  "You hot randy, Bastard."  She mounted me and impaled her
gushing cunt on my cock.  As she sank all the way down, she
hissed with hot pleasure.  Her legs spread wide as her ass pumped
on my cock.

  "OOohhhh he's fucking me.... HE'S FUCKING ME!  Look at his big
cock pumping my pussy... uuunnnghhh... AAAAHHHH... HE'S MAKING ME
CUM!"

  I'm about to cum in you again, Ericka.  I want you on your back
on your husband's desk.  Right now.  Do it!"

  "Hot randy, Bastard.  You just want to shoot in me and have
your big load run all over Derrick's desk so he'll be working
where you shot your load into his wife."

  "YES!  Get on the desk!"  I fucked the hot slut for another 15
minutes before I shot my third load into her.

-----------------------------------------------------

  After I left Ericka around 2 PM, I went back to my car and
spent the rest of the afternoon watching my house.  I never did
see Derrick.  At 5:30 PM, I drove into our driveway as if I were
returning from work.  My wife greeted me with a big kiss.  She
wasn't mussed; her hair was combed, her make up perfect, and
there was not a trace of the aroma of sex about her.

  "Hi, Honey.  How was work?"

  "Fine.  No problems.  How did your day go?  What did you do?"

  "I stayed home.  Read.  Took a swim and then a nap.  Started
dinner about 30 minutes ago.  We're having orange roughy, baked
potatoes, fresh green beans, and a salad.  I've got a chocolate
cake baking in the oven.  Sound good?"

  "Unbelievable.  Just fantastic.  Can I help?"

  "Not with dinner, Honey... but later, if you're not too tired,
you can fuck me with that hot dick of yours.  I've been reading
one of Derrick's softcore porn novels, and that man can write. 
My pussy is just gushing.  Interested?"

  "Do bears live in the forest?  How about right now?"

  "No... later.  I want you randy as hell... hot for my pussy,
Baby."

  "I'll take a shower.  How long until dinner?"

  "At least 30 minutes.  You've got plenty of time, Honey."

  As soon as I was in our bedroom, I pulled back the bedcovers
and checked the sheets.  The black dot I had made with my felt
tipped pen earlier that morning was no longer present.  The
sheets had been changed.  To say that I was confused was a gross
understatement.  I wasn't confused about why my wife was letting
a handsome, considerate, sexy man with a 9-inch cock fuck her. 
What confused me was why she was going to such lengths to conceal
it and what I was going to do about it.

==============================

Invitation:

  The following Friday evening, we had our usual get together
with Derrick and Ericka, this time at their house.  They asked us
to come over early so we could enjoy some drinks by their pool
before we cooked shrimp and lobster on the grill.

  Ericka gave me a sly wink when Julia and I first arrived.  I
was nervous that Julia had seen it, but her back was turned, so
there was no chance of that.  Given the fact that my wife was
apparently spreading her legs regularly for Derrick, I wondered
why I was worried.  Just habit, I concluded.

  Even though I continued to watch Derrick and my wife closely,
every thing seemed perfectly normal.  In spite of the evidence I
had that Derrick was screwing my wife, I found myself wondering
if Ericka had concocted the entire story about Julia and Derrick
just to get me to fuck her.  But the more I thought about it, the
more ridiculous that seemed.  A woman with her beauty and
sensuality didn't need to go to those lengths to get a man
between her thighs.  That, plus the fact that I knew my wife had
changed the sheets on our bed after making it up in the morning,
convinced me.

  An hour later, we were sitting in the backyard chatting when
Derrick said he was going to get things started in the kitchen,
get the coals ready, the wine out, thaw out the shrimp, and so
forth.  When he got up, Julia said, "Great idea.  I'm getting
really hungry.  I'll give you a hand."  A moment later, Ericka
and I watched the two of them disappear into the house.

  Ericka grinned at me.  "He's going to fuck her again... right
now."

  "Yeah.  I'm pretty certain you're right."  I told her about the
black dot I had placed on the sheets and finding it gone when I
came home that evening.

  "You're one devious, clever man, Honey.  You're also a
delicious fuck.  I certainly hope Julia is enjoying my husband's
cock because I'm loving yours."


Ten minutes passed with no sign of either Derrick or Julia. 
"Would you like another glass of wine or a drink?" I asked her.

  "No thanks.  I'm fine.  You haven't been back to see me the
last two days.  Are you one of those guys who fucks them and then
leaves them?  I hope not because I love having you between my
thighs with that sexy cock in me."

  "Of course not, but I'm still nervous.  I mean, Derrick works
at home.  What do you expect me to do... just walk in, say hi to
Derrick, and take you to the bedroom?"

  "Well, that does sound really hot, but I don't think you're up
to that... yet.  I can tell you though that if you decide to do
that, all Derrick will do is get hard and either come into the
bedroom and watch while you fuck me or go over to your house and
bang your wife.  One or the other or maybe both.  Tell me
something... how many other women have you fucked since you and
Julia were married?"

  "Just one... you... two days ago."

  "I'm not sure I believe you, Devon.  You're a real stud... I
mean a REAL stud.  You must have gotten me off at least 15
times... maybe more.  And every one of the orgasms was just
awesome.  We only spent a little over an hour fucking, but you
still came three times.  Do you have any idea how many women you
could bed if you wanted to?"

  "No, but I do know that you're the best tonic for an injured
male ego I've ever seen.  Thanks.  I needed that.."

  "You're welcome.  Any time, Lover.  Just give me a call,"
Ericka whispered softly.

  Twenty minutes had passed... still no sign of our spouses. 
Without really thinking, I blurted, "Where are they?  It's been
over 20 minutes."

  Ericka leaned closer... so close her mouth was against my ear.
She kissed my cheek and then whispered softly, "Derrick's fucking
her, Devon.  You know that.  He fucked her this morning while you
were at work.  Your car hadn't been out of the driveway for more
than 10 minutes before he had his cock in Julia.  Now, he's
fucking her again.  That big, hard, 9-inch cock is sinking in and
out of your sexy wife's hot cunt... right now... just inside our
house."  She felt my cock, and moaned softly, "And speaking of
hard cocks, yours feels like a steel shaft right now.  God! I
want that!"

  "Can we go check?"

  "Check?  You mean spy on them, don't you?"

  "Whatever.  I just want to see my wife being fucked."

  "Of course we can.  We can do that or we can fuck... right
here... right now.  Would you like to fuck me while we wait for
them to finish?"

  "We don't have time.  They've already been gone 25 minutes."

  "You're right.  My fault.  I should have asked you as soon as
they left.  Sorry.  We'll make up for it another time.  Shall we
go spy, Honey?"

  "How do we do it?"

  "Easy.  Derrick will be fucking her in the kitchen... bent over
the counter, the butcher block, or the table.  That way, he can
just pull out and she can drop her dress if they hear us coming
in the patio door.  They won't have the blinds closed because
that would make it obvious if we were to come in.  We'll have a
great view from the side of the house through the window.  Come
on, Honey.  Let's go see your hot wife getting her cunt royally
fucked."

  Ericka very quietly led me around to the side of the house.  As
she had predicted, the blinds on the two kitchen windows were
still open.  "Take the second window, Devon.  If he's got her
bent over the butcher block, you'll have a great view."

  "Why the butcher block and not the kitchen table or the
counter?"

  "It's the perfect height for his cock.  He almost always bends
me over the block when he fucks me in the kitchen.  Be quiet."

  "What are you going to do?"

  "I'm going to suck your hard cock while you watch.  When you
cum, don't make any sound."

  I was still edging into position outside the window when Ericka
pulled down my zipper.  She had to struggle to get my cock out
because it was already hard as iron.  Finally, I had to help her
by loosening my belt and opening the front of my pants.  I
grimaced and nearly groaned aloud when I felt her hand cupping my
balls and her soft lips sliding down the length of my shaft.  She
had an inch of my cock down her throat just as I looked in the
window.  The sight made my cock jerk hard inside her mouth.  She
raised her eyes knowing what I was seeing.

  Exactly as Ericka predicted, Derrick had my wife bent over the
butcher block.  Her dress was up over her ass, her panties no
where in sight.  His hips were thrusting hard as he nailed his
huge dick into the wide open, waiting cunt.  It was stretching
her opening into a huge ovular hole.  I had to close my eyes and
concentrate to keep from cumming instantly.  It was the hottest
thing I had ever seen in my life... bar nothing.

  Derrick slowly speeded up the tempo of the fucking, thrusting
harder and harder into her cunt.  She was struggling to keep from
crying out, and although she was managing to keep quiet, her eyes
were closed, her mouth wide open, tongue out,  and her face was
contorted into a hot mask of passion.  He leaned forward and
whispered something in her ear.  Instantly, my wife raised her
left knee up onto the butcher block.  The position opened her
even wider.  I could hear the dull thud of male flesh hitting
against her ass and cunt.  The thudding sounds grew louder and
louder as my wife's body was jarred back and forth on the block.
Derrick was fucking her bareback... obviously intending to cum
inside her cunt.

  Ericka now had all 7 plus inches of my cock in her mouth and
throat.  Every time her mouth pulled back, all of my cock exited
her mouth except the throbbing head.  She would lick it, run her
tongue around the rim, and then drive the entire length back into
her throat where she applied intense suction.

  Derrick again spoke to my wife who immediately raised herself
up on tiptoes and arched her ass higher.  Ericka's husband
slammed himself hard and fast into her cunt.  Julia's mouth
stretched wide open in a silent scream.  Even though she made no
sound that I could hear, it was obvious that she was having an
intense orgasm.  I could even see her cunt hole pulsing around
the thick shaft that pumped in and out of her eager vagina.

  Derrick said some thing else, and my wife nodded.  His strokes
became shorter... harder.  I saw his buttocks clenching just
before he drove his organ all the way inside my wife's hole, held
it deep, and pumped his load into her waiting cunt.

  As soon as his load began spewing into my wife, my load began
pumping straight down Ericka's gullet into her belly.  When
Derrick finally pulled his cock out of my wife, her vagina gaped
open with thick streams of semen running out.  Looking down, I
saw similar streams of semen dripping off Ericka's chin.

---------------------------------

  After having dinner on the patio, we decided to try the strip
bridge game again.  While Derrick and Ericka were still outside
carrying things back into the house, I got Julia aside.  "I'm so
damn hard, it hurts," I whispered in my wife's ear.  "I want to
fuck you... I need to fuck you."

  "Ohhhh yes.  Love hearing that from my hot husband.  We don't
really have time, Darling.  Later, ok?"

  "I guess it will have to be Ok," I said as I pulled my wife
into my arms and kissed her.  She kissed me back with passion. 
As we embraced and stroked our tongues together, I slipped my
hand up her short dress to her pussy.   Her panties were
drenched... absolutely soaked.  For just a moment, I felt Julia's
body stiffen and pull back ever so slightly.  "God... you're as
hot for me as I am for you," I whispered.

  Instantly, my wife relaxed and pressed herself tightly against
me, kissing me hard, and grinding her panty-covered pussy against
my probing hand.  When we broke the kiss, she pressed her mouth
to my ear, "I am... Oh god... I am on fire for you.  You'd better
be hard and ready when we get home."

  That night, I played like a tiger at the bridge game and won
all four rounds.  At the end, I was still fully dressed.  Derrick
had partnered with me twice and was down to his undershirt and
briefs, but both women had lost three times and were down to just
their heels and panties.  Both looked hot... really hot.  I knew
they both wanted to fuck... right then... right there.  Julia's
panties were so wet, they were transparent.  Through them, I
could see the red, swollen lips of her pussy.  Ericka's were less
wet, but she was hot and ready.

  The two women were sitting, side-by-side, on the couch.  Both
were pressing their thighs tightly together putting pressure on
their swollen, throbbing clits.  Their tits were heaving, all
four nipples hard and stiff.  Both women had their mouths
slightly open breathing in short, panting gasps.

  "Derrick, I really don't think my wife can wait until we get
home to be fucked.  I'm afraid I need to fuck her right now...
right here.  How about taking off her panties for me?  After all,
as host, you're supposed to be seeing to the needs of your
guests, right?"

  "Absolutely... absolutely!"  Derrick moved to the couch right
in front of my wife who was now shuddering she was so wildly
excited.  "Lift your gorgeous ass, Julia, so I can take off those
sodden panties of yours," he said with a smile, but with a tone
that made it clear that saying 'no' was not an option.

  When my wife lifted her ass, Derrick's hand moved slowly down
the expanse of her bared legs and naked thighs, over her hips, to
the waistband of her panties.  "Oh god.  Hurry.  Take them off. 
Please," Julia moaned.

  Derrick took his time.  Running his hands over her belly then
upward to her tits and hard nipples.  When he pulled both
nipples, my wife moaned.  Then, he squeezed and twisted them at
the same time.  A hissing groan of hot pleasure erupted from
Julia's mouth. Her ass pumped up and down in fuck motions even
though her cunt was still concealed by her panties.

  Moving his hands behind her back, Derrick explored her lower
back and then downward to her ass.  His body blocked my view, but
the gasps from my wife made it clear that Derrick's fingers were
now beneath her panties exploring her crevices, fore and aft. Her
pussy thrust upward high in the air and hung there, rotating as
if she were already impaled on a male shaft.

  Finally, Derrick hooked his fingers in the waistband of Julia's
panties and began drawing them down her thighs... slowly.  When
her cunt came into view, Derrick looked at me and grinned. 
"Looks wet, hot, swollen... really ready.  You were right, Devon.
 No way this hot slut could have waited until you got her home."
He pulled her panties over her heels and off.

  When Julia started to lower her legs to the couch, Derrick
grabbed her ankles, stopping her.  "Raise your legs, Juila. 
Touch your tits with your knees and open your thighs.  Stay in
that position until Devon is ready for you."

  My wife's body was shaking as she raised her legs and assumed
the obscene position.  Her cunt gaped open... fully exposed...
her hole opening... closing obviously on the verge of an orgasm.
If Derrick so much as touched her clit, I knew she would cum.

  Getting down onto my knees right in front of her slowly
throbbing cunt, I looked at her sex.  The lips were red, swollen.
 Usually, my wife's pussy was closed... now, her vagina was
stretched open into a round hole from its recent use.  The
interior of her hole was a dark red, like raw meat.  It too had
the appearance of recent hard use.  This time, my wife had not
had time to thoroughly clean her cunt.  Flecks of semen dotted
her mound and lips.  The inside of her hole was covered with
Derrick's cum load.  Her sexual aroma was strong and musky.

  I slowly ran my finger down the length of sex trench bringing
hoarse, excited cries from my wife.  Immediately, her clit began
to dance and pulse.  The gaping hole of her cunt contracted
hard... then opened ... then slammed shut... over and over as she
hissed in the throes of orgasm.

  Behind me, Derrick spoke.  "I think my wife needs some of the
same assistance I provided for Juila, Devon.  Do you have time to
take off her panties for me?"

  "Of course."  I took as much time removing Ericka's panties as
Derrick had taken with Julia.  Before I even began to pull her
panties off, she was gasping as her vagina whooshed air again and
again.  Gently, through her panties,  I rubbed the base of her
clit just below the pulsing shaft.  She brought her heels upon to
the couch and arched her cunt high in the air with her knees
spread wide.  Derrick and I could see his wife's hole spurting
fluids into the crotch of her panties.

  "Keep your cunt in that position, Ericka," I ordered.  With my
small Swiss army knife, I sliced cleanly through her panties and
pulled them away from her erupting cunt.  Her buttocks quivered
and shook every time her vagina pulsed in another small climax. 
Her juices were dripping out the bottom of her sex slit.

  "They're both ready to be fucked.  Let's take them to the
bedroom.  Personally, I'll going to lead my wife to the bedroom
by her hot cunt.  I think that's appropriate."

  A moment later, I was heading toward the master bedroom, my
wife behind me with me pulling her along with my fingers buried
up her throbbing cunt hole.  Derrick was right behind me with his
fingers far inside Ericka's pussy.

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  "OOHHHHH GOD, DEVON!  FUCK ME... HARD!" my wife hissed as I
pushed her knees back on either side of her head and plowed her
squising cunt.

  "Give it to her, Man.  Fuck her hot pussy!" Derrick urged from
his side of the bed were Ericka was riding his rigid pole.

  "UNGH UNGH!  UNGGHH!  OOHHHH GGGHHAAAAAAA... YOU'RE KILLING
MEEEEEE!  OH!  OH!  OH!  OH FUCK IT, BABY.  FUCK MY HOT CUNT!" 
Julie squealed as she came again.

  "Cum, you dirty cheating Bitch.  Cum hard!"

  "Oh fuck yessss.... ram it to me, Devon.  Aaahhhh... shit...
cumming... I'm cumming again, you hot Bastard!"

  "The hot bitch is cumming again, Devon.   Plow her slutty
cunt," Ericka hissed as her body shuddered each time Derrick
plunged his 9-inch sex spike up her pussy.  "Ohhh shit...
Derrick... I'm about to cum.  Fuck it to me harder, Lover.  Give
it to meeeeeee!"

  Julia had rolled off of my body when her orgasm subsided and
was lying on her back, her tits heaving as she tried to suck air
into her lungs.  My cock was still a rigid shaft as I listened to
Ericka howling as Derrick pumped her hot hole.  In the midst of
her screams, she bent over and sucked my cock while her husband
pounded her.

  Her sucking abruptly stopped when her vagina began throbbing
and contracting so hard all she could think about was her
convulsing cunt and the thick shaft surging in and out of her. 
Ericka's mouth opened and a series of deep, low hissing moans
erupted.

  "ooouuugggaaahhhhhhhhhhh... mmmmmmmmmmmm.... aaahhhhhhh....
uugghhhhh.... aaahhhhhhhhhh."

  Derrick pushed Ericka off his cock and looked over at me. 
"I'll still hard... very hard," he said.  His huge dick, dripping
with Ericka's juices, jerked and throbbed like a live phython.

  "So am I," I replied as my smaller cock was sticking straight
up... rigid and steel-hard.

  "Man, you're hard!  Really hard," Derrick said looking at my
rod.

  "And you're huge... Really huge... thick.  Stick it in my wife.
 Make her cum."

  "I want to watch you fucking my wife first... shooting her cunt
full of your hot load.  Then you can watch me bang and stretch
your wife's pussy."

  "Sounds like a great plan to me."  Turning to Ericka, I said,
"You heard the man.  Roll onto your side and lift your leg up in
the air."

  "Just a minute, Honey.  I just came.  Let me rest for a bit."

  "I'm going to count to three.  If you're not on your side with
your leg hiked high by the time I finish, I'm going to get my
belt and whip your ass."

  Ericka's eyes widened, half in fear, half in hot passion. 
Looking at Derrick, she asked, "Would you really let him whip
your wife's ass with his belt?"

  "Why not.  If his wife doesn't do what I tell her to do, I
certainly intend to whip her ass.  I suggest you get on your side
and get you leg up in the air... or I'll go get Devon's belt for
him."

  "Ooohhhh fuckkk... so hot!  So damn hot!" she moaned as she
rolled onto her side and pulled her leg high, opening her cunt
for my use.  "Is this Ok, Devon?  Is my leg high enough?  Can you
get into me Ok with me like this?  I'll pull it higher if you
want me to."

  For an answer, I moved behind her and rammed my rigid shaft
into her waiting hole.  Both women gasped... Ericka with
intensity of the sensation of having her pussy filled by an
iron-hard, rigid shaft... Julia with the excitement of seeing her
husband fucking another woman who was already about to climax.

  From behind me, I heard the heated hissing of my wife... "Fuck
her, Devon.  Fuck her hard.  Ram your cock into her... oh Baby...
she's hot... really hot.  You can't see her face, but the slut's
about to cum.  Pump her, Honey... Pump her cunt.  Harder!"

  "OOHHH God!  I'm cumming, Derrick... OHHHHHHH!  OOOOHHHHH!  I'm
cumming... He's making your wife cum, Baby.  Can you see my cunt
throbbing around his cock... ooohhhhhh fuck...he's so damn hard.
 Your cock's big, Honey... but Devon is hard... so fucking damn
hard... I'M CUMMING AGAIN!"

  Rolling us over so that I was on my back and Ericka was on top
of me, her pussy still contracting in hard spasms, I grunted,
"Fuck yourself on my cock, Ericka.  I'm going to cum in you!  Do
it now!"

  Again and again, she rammmed her cunt up and down my rigid
shaft.  When I heard my wife yelling,  "SHOOT IT IN HER, DARLING.
 PUMP THE SLUT'S CUNT FULL OF HOT CUM, BABY... SHOOT IT IN!", my
orgasm exploded sending stream after thick stream, gush after
gush, of semen and sperm into Ericka's cunt.  She came again when
I was halfway thorugh shooting in her.

  After we had uncoupled, I turned to Derrick.  "How do you want
to fuck my wife?  What position?"

  "On her back... legs up and back on either side of her tits."

  "Julia, you heard the man.  On your back... legs up and back. 
He's going to fuck you with that monster shaft.  I don't have to
ask you if you can take all of it, do I?"

  "No... no, you don't."

  "Do you like being fucked by Derrick's huge cock?"

  "Oh god yes.  I'll cum as soon as he sticks it in me.  I always
do.  Watch me, Darling.  Watch me cum."

  Julia got into position and Derrick mounted her, his cock
thumping at her open, gaping sex hole.  My wife moaned and begged
him to put it in.  He centered the head against her opening, but
didn't enter.  She whined... begged... "Please... I'll cum as
soon as you stick it in me... like I always do... please... stick
it in me!"

  Derrick pushed his cock into my wife, sinking his entire 9
inches into her hole.  Her vagina swallowed the entire shaft
easily... and as she had promised, her cunt began to contract and
throb in the throes of an orgasm.

  "I'm cumming!  Oh fuck... cumming!  Can you see me cumming,
Devon.  Can you see my hole throbbing... AAAHHHHH!"

  Derrick pulled out of my wife's cunt.  She moaned with the
loss.  "Please... don't take it out.  I was cumming... oh god...
You bastard!  Put it back in me... please!"

  Once again, he drove his cock spike deep into her waiting
pussy.  And again, I saw my wife's hole go into hard spasms as
she began to cum.  "AAAHHHHH... CUMMING... FUCK IT...FUCK IT...
OOHHHH SHIT... FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!"

  Devon withdrew his cock.  Again, my wife hissed in
frustration... she began to curse him... then beg him... to fuck
his cock back into her cunt.

  Again and again, Derrick penetrated my wife's pussy... made her
convulse and then withdrew.  Finally, she was whimpering, crying,
pleading.  He took mercy on her and began fucking her with hard
driving strokes until they both exploded and his pent up load
flooded my wife's cunt hole.

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  After Derrick had unloaded inside my wife, I got up and slipped
into my clothes.  My wife was still lying on the bed, naked, 
moaning and shuddering in the aftermath of her orgasms.  "I'm
going to take my slutty wife home now, guys.  It has been
fantastic.  We should have been doing this together months ago."

  "So it's ok to continue this?" Derrick asked, somewhat
uncertain.

  "I certainly intend to continue fucking your beautiful, sexy
wife, but never without you knowing.

  "Understood," Derrick responded.

  "Get up, Julia.  We're going home."

  My wife slowly pushed herself erect as Derrick's load began to
run from her vagina.  "All right, Darling.  Give me a moment to
get dressed."

  "Forget getting dressed.  I want you naked.  You can pick your
clothes tomorrow.  Get on your feet.  We're going home."  To
emphasize my words, I removed my belt and began to swing it in
the air... back and forth.

  "It'll just take me a moment, Honey."

  WHACK!  The belt descended smartly across my wife's shapely ass
producing a red stripe, but not really hurting her.

  "OOoohhhh shit!" she wailed as her hands began to rub her
stinging ass frantically.  "I'm coming, Darling.  Right now. 
Please don't whip me again."

  She scrambled off the bed, and I led her out the front door. 
When she realized that anyone outside would see her naked being
led home by her fully dressed husband, she hung back.  I raised
the belt, and she hung her head and followed me.

  Halfway home, with my wife trying hopelessly to cover her tits,
ass, and cunt with only two hands, I stopped in the middle of our
front yard, which was fully illuminated by the large yard light.

  "Please, Devon... please, take me inside.  Everyone can see me
naked."

  "That's true.  I would imagine one or two men are enjoying the
sight.  Take your hands away from your tits and pussy.  We're
going to stay here until you do.  After all, those men might like
to jack off looking at you."

  "Ooohhh god," Julia moaned, but her hands fell to her side. 
She also pulled her shoulders back so that her tits thrust
forward.  In addition, she spread her legs and put her hands on
her hips.  "Do you like seeing your wife like this, Honey?"

  "I love it!  Now, there are some rules we're going to follow. 
When Derrick comes over to fuck you, you will call me on my cell
phone to let me know.  I might want to come home and have a
threesome, but even if I can't get away, I'll enjoy the hot
thought of you cumming on his big cock.  If you decide to go over
to their house for a threesome with Ericka and Derrick, the same
rule applies.   I will, of course, abide by the same rules when I
decide to fuck Ericka."

  My wife heaved a sign of relief.  "I will, Darling.  I promise.
 I thought you were going to divorce me."

  "Why?  I don't divorce the woman I love more than life, not to
mention the hottest woman I've ever fucked, just because she
enjoys being screwed by a very large cock."

  Now that my wife knew everything was Ok, she smiled and asked
seductively, "Does it make you jealous to know that your slutty
wife cums hard when a big cock sinks into her cunt?"

  "Why should it.  I haven't noticed you failing to cum when I
fuck you... in fact, you've been cumming harder and more often
when I fuck you than you did before Derrick started screwing
you."

  "Mmmm... I do, Darling... I do.  You're a much better lover...
I think you know that.  Ericka goes wild over you and so do I. 
But it's really hot to be fucked by a guy with a big cock."

  "I understand completely.  I think it's really hot to bang a
woman with huge tits like Ericka, but she's not nearly as good in
bed as you are."

  "We're really awful, aren't we?" my wife grinned.  'You lusting
over Ericka's big jugs as you bang her, and me cumming as soon as
Derrick sticks that big cock into me."

  "Yeah, we are, but I've never had so much fun and never been so
fully in love with you."

  "Oh yes!  You know exactly what to say to a girl, Darling.  Are
you going to fuck me again tonight?"

  "I am just as soon as the guy across the street who's looking
at your through his binoculars finishes jacking off."

  "I don't think I can wait."

  "Then you better lie down and spread your legs so the guy will
cum quickly, Honey."

  Julia not only took my suggestion, she also masturbated for the
guy.  As nearly as I could tell, they both came at the same time.

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