Genesis of a Nympho Wife by RLM

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Time Line: Afternoon Playtime-Present Day:

  I couldn't suppress the excitement that surged trough me when I
felt the head of his big, thick cock pressing between my labia. 
I heard myself groan as he swabbed the head up the length of my
sex trench.  When it covered the entry to my pulsing vagina, he
paused and moved it in a circular motion over the opening...
teasing me... making me hiss with pleasure.  I felt him pressed
half the head into my hole... stretching me ... forcing me to
accept and accommodate his girth.  A moan of frustration erupted
from my throat when he stopped with the head only halfway buried
inside my now throbbing cunt.

  Frantically, I tried to move my ass back onto his shaft so that
it would impale me.  One sharp, stinging slap against my ass
stopped me... reminded me of his order to remain still and in
fucking position when he was entering me.  Several pleading moans
issued from my lips.  When I felt the head leaving my hole and
moving downward toward my clitoris, my moans changed to groans of
female heat and frustration.

  The big head stroked my engorged and throbbing clitoris.  I
squealed with pleasure, the sounds being muffled by the pillow in
which I had my face buried.  Fisting his shaft, he used his cock
like a sex club to whack my swollen clit.  Each time his club
thumped me,  hot spasms of pleasure shot through my clit and from
there up my vagina.  Soon, the steady whacking of his hard cock
had my sex hole opening wide... then closing... back and forth...
trying desperately to entice him to give me his gorgeous cock.

  I wanted it... it needed it...  I had to have it.  I heard
myself begging him to put in in me... to fuck me with it.  His
only response to swab the head back up the length of my trench. 
When it was over the opening, he pleasured me with an full inch
of his dick.  I groaned with hot pleasure as my vaginal muscles
clamped over his shaft... trying to suck him deeper.

  He knew how much I wanted it... needed it, and he was using
that knowledge to torture me... to reduce me to abject begging
and pleading for him to fuck me.  His words taunted me.

  "If I put it in you, will you spread your legs for me whenever
I wish to fuck you?"

  "Yes!  Oh god yes!" I wailed.

  "I expect you to keep your ass lubricated for my cock at all
times."

  "I will... I will... oohhhh please... fuck me now... please," I
gasped.

  His only response was to again move his cock back against my
clitoris causing my vagina to contract in a hard spasm and loudly
whoosh air.  My face flamed red with embarrassment when he
laughed at my need.

  Two of his fingers now toyed with my asshole... stretching
it... pulling it open while his cock slid back and forth over my
pulsing, swollen clitoris.  It was now so big, hard, and erect
that it felt like a swollen, stretched grape that might burst at
any moment.

  My hands balled into fists, clutching the bed covers and
twisting them.  I was losing any semblance of control.  Juices
were now flowing out of my cunt.  I was ready to cum... hard. 
All it would take was slightly more friction on my clitoris.  He
wouldn't give it to me.  If his cock would enter and stretch my
opening, it would be more than sufficient to make me cum.

  After another five minutes, my hands clutched my tits in a near
death grip I was so hot ... so wild for his cock.  Just when I
thought I might pass out from the intensity of my need, he
gripped my hips and slowly pushed his shaft into my cunt hole. 
It's girth stretched my opening into a big oval.  I howled at the
top of my lungs.  The head entered me.  My vagina contracted in a
hard spasm around him as the orgasm erupted and ripped through my
sex channel.  Juices spurted.

  I was screaming, but the sounds were not intelligible... they
were just the wild cries of a female in fiery heat being serviced
by cock.  Inch after inch of male shaft sank into me. 
Frantically, I reached back and pulled my ass cheeks apart to
increase his viewing pleasure and hoping seduce him into fucking
me like a bull.

  As the cock scraped over my G-spot, my entire body shuddered in
another climax.  Saliva was now running out of my open mouth.  My
tongue lolled out... gyrating in the air as it tried to flick
over my top lip.

  His cock entered me... deeper... deeper... deeper.  I heard
female grunts filling the bedroom.  At the same time, his balls
slapped against my clitoris, the mushroom head rooted and thrust
against my womb, and his hands reached around my thrashing body
to take possession of both nipples... pulling ... squeezing...
twisting them both.  I was close to another orgasm.

  Then, he began to fuck me!

  Instantly, an orgasm engulfed my body.  My clitoris was dancing
in and out of its protective hood as my vagina exploded in hard
spasms.  Almost as soon as my orgasm ebbed slightly, the plunging
cock ramming my body and moving deliciously over my G-spot
excited me to another climax.  When his fingers moved between my
thighs and began working on my throbbing clitoris, my screams
reached a crescendo of female shrieks and high-pitched squeals.

  "Cum Bitch!"  he commanded.  I did.

  "Hump your ass, Slut!"  I did.

  "Take my cock deeper in your cunt," he ordered.  I spread wider
and rammed my ass back against him each time he drove his cock
into my pussy.

  The entire length of his cock was now driving in and out of me
on every stroke.  The exquisite sensation of his cock stretching
me open on every entry had erotic spasms rippling up and down the
length of my pussy.  His strokes speeded up, each one thudding
into me hard with masculine authority.  I could feel his rod
swelling, throbbing, jerking inside my hole.  All that mixed with
his deep, masculine grunts of pleasure to let me know that his
load was on the way...  the sperm surging up from his balls,
through his prostate where it mixed with a huge quantity of semen
and roared down his long dick.

  His buttocks clenched hard.  A thick gout of sperm-filled semen
fired point blank into my hole splattering against my the mouth
of my womb.  The cock pulled back.  His buttocks clenched hard a
second time just has his hips planted the head near at the bottom
of my cunt.  More of his load spewed into me.  The second gush
triggered my sixth orgasm.  When my cunt contracted hard around
his spurting cock, the man grunted, rammed into me like a jack
hammer, held the rod deep, and shot jet after jet of cum into my
cunt.  Thick streams cascaded down the crack of my ass as we both
shuddered in the midst of our simultaneous orgasms.

  He let his cock soak inside me for a few minutes before rolling
onto his back.  My vagina was still throbbing... still hot...
still in need of cock.  His dick was half hard, but deflating
rapidly when I fell on his body and sucked his length into my
mouth.   The feeling of a male shaft inside my mouth immediately
sent a surge of desire through my cum-filled cunt.  My clitoris
again enlarged and began to pulse.

  The man protested the intense sensations my sucking was
producing in his now ultra-sensitive cock.  He tried pushing me
away, but I needed his dick back inside me too much to allow him
to succeed.  My cheeks hollowed with the suction being applied to
his slowly reawakening penis.  When two of my fingers entered his
ass and began fucking him, his hips snapped upward... exactly the
way a woman's does when a man fucks his fingers into her asshole.
  When my hips snap upward, a man takes advantage by driving his
sex spike into my cunt.  When his snapped upward, I took
advantage by sucking his pulsing cock into my throat.

  Now I had him.  He struggled, but with my fingers planted deep
inside his ass and his cock buried in my throat, he had no way to
escape without damaging his cock... and what man will risk that?
The combination of my fingers and my sucking mouth had him hard
again in about 5 minutes.  Even though his shaft was over 7
inches when fully erect, there no problem deep throating it.

  In less than five minutes, his dick was again rigid and more
than ready to fuck me again.  I felt the head of his cock
throbbing ... expanding and contracting... in my throat.  Slowly,
I pulled my lips up the length of his shaft allowing it to exit
my throat and mouth.  Staring down at the thick shaft, I couldn't
wait to get it back inside my cunt.

  It was his turn to protest when I removed my mouth and fingers.
 "Oh Shit!  Don't stop.  That's so fucking good," he begged.  I
ignored him as he had ignored me earlier.  Swinging a leg over
his hips, I guided his prick into my soaked hole and slowly let
it sink into me.  God!  There's no feeling as good as a hard,
thick cock sinking into my cunt.  I love it.  I heard myself
moaning in rapture as he filled me again... his big prick
stretching me... thudding hard against my cervix.  I began to
fuck him.

  The delicious pounding of his rock-hard prick drove me into a
hot frenzy.  My ass flashed up and down on his shaft.  Each time
all seven inches of meat entered me, I hissed as my cunt went
into hard spasms.  I came... hard... so hard my vagina not only
went into spastic contractions, but the muscles of my belly
knotted as I shuddered through climax after climax.

  Somewhere in the middle of my repeated orgasms, the man
ejaculated a second load of sperm and semen into my throbbing
hole.  He grunted ... then he howled as his dick exploded its
load into me.

  I was still driving my ass up and down on his now deflating
cock when he pushed me off his body.  "Jezzz, Lady.  What are
trying to do?  Kill me?  I gotta get back to work."

  He dressed hastily and made his exit leaving my lying on the
bed with my body still shaking in the throes of my last orgasm.

  "Shit!" I said aloud to myself.  "I thought he was good for
more than just two fucks."  Shaking my head with a mixture of
regret and disappointment, I slipped back into my dress and
heels.  I didn't bother with my panties or bra.  A few minutes
later, I was back in my car headed toward a different club.  It
was only 2 PM.  I still had at least two more hours to play.

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  The guy was young, no more than 19 or 20, just the way I like
them... eager... full of sperm-filled semen he was anxious to
unload inside a hot cunt ... hard... big... throbbing dick.  I
spread my legs enough for him to see most of my thighs and smiled
at him.  He returned the smile.  When I knew his eyes were
focused on my thighs, I spread even wider so he could see I
wasn't wearing any panties.  His cock surged to an erection big
enough that I could easily see his pants tent.  He started moving
toward me.  As he drew close, his smile expressed changed
again... this time to cunt lust when he smelled the musky aroma
of my freshly fucked pussy.

  The guy smiled and, without even bothering to ask, took a seat
beside me.  I guess he assumed that any woman who goes without
panties and shows him her naked cunt wants his company.  He
didn't begin to realize how right he was.  I moved closer to him,
pressing my thigh against his.

  "Hi," he began.  "I'm ..."

  "Stop!  I don't want to know who you are.  You're a hot, young
stud with a gorgeous, hard cock.  That's all I'm interested in,"
I moaned as my hand stroked his hard shaft.  He was thick...
maybe 7 inches.  I thought it was a little thicker than the guy
who had just finished fucking me, but about the same length. 
Most importantly, he qualified under my 3-H test:  he was here,
he was hot, and he was hard.

  "Shit!" You're something else, Lady.  Do you like my dick,
Baby?"

  "Oh yeah," I moaned, stroking him faster.

  "You want it?"

  "OOohhhhhhhhh... feel me," I hissed.

  His hand moved between my wide open legs to my cunt.  He felt
its heat.  "Fucking A!" he whispered.  Then, his fingers slipped
into my hot box.  "Of fuck, you're so damn slick and wet!"

  "Aaaahhh... AAAhhhh... AAAHHHH!"  My hips surged up off the
seat.  Pumping wildly in the air against his probing fingers, my
vagina erupted in an orgasm.  Secretions wetted his hand.

  "You came!  You fucking came in ten seconds!" he gasped in
shock.

  "UUUnnnnnn... yessss... I came.  Don't stop.  Pump your fingers
in harder... deeper."  Gggaaahhhhh... mmmmmm... mmmmmm...
mmmmmm... yesss... yess... yess...  Ah!  Ah!  Ah!  Ah! 
OOOhhhhhhhhh!!"

  "Jezzzz... you came again.  Oh fuck.  I feel like I'm gonna cum
too... in my pants!"

  "NO!!" I screamed.  "Take me somewhere and fuck me.  You do
want to fuck me don't you?  Most men like fucking married women.
Don't you?"

  "You're married?"

  I showed him my rings.  "Are you going to fuck me?" I moaned.

  "Where?"

  "My car.  Back seat.  Hurry."

  "I don't have any condoms," he warned me.

  "I do.  All you want."

  He led me out of the club as several men who had been watching
him finger fucking me looked on.  I hoped some of them followed
and watched through the car windows as he screwed me.

  Frantically, we pulled and tugged at each other's clothing.  He
had an easy job getting me naked since the only thing he had to
take off to have access to my body was my dress.  The garter
belt, stockings, and heels concealed nothing.  I had to work
harder.  His jeans were tight... very tight, obviously to show
off his cock to women he wanted to fuck.  I wondered how often it
worked.  It certainly worked with me, but I was a sure thing.

  When I had his jeans off, I wasn't the least surprised to find
that he wore no briefs or shorts.  Obviously, the young stud
wanted the maximum effect when he exhibited his hard-on to a
woman.  Once his shirt was off, I felt my vagina throb at the
sight of his bulging muscles.  But most of all, my pussy was
gushing over the sight of his thick member, hard as stone,
jutting up into the air with precum leaking from its tip.

  "Fuck me with that big cock," I whispered in heat.

  "Condom?"

  Picking my handbag up off the floor of the car, I fished out
several condoms, opened one, and rolled it down his pulsing
shaft.  I was pressing my thighs together... grinding them
against my erect, swollen clit.

  "AAaaahhh... OOoohhhh gawd.  UUUmmmmmm!!"  My thighs worked
frantically against my erupting clitoris.  "UUNNGHHH!!  FUCK ME!
FUCK ME!  FUCK ME!  DAMN YOU!  HURRY!  GET INTO MEEEEEEE!!"

  Quickly, he moved behind me and pulled me down onto the seat in
spoon position.  He met with no resistance when he lifted my leg
exposing my hole.  His hips moved his cock into position.  I felt
it between my thighs sliding sensuously back and forth between my
labia.

  "YYAHHHHH," I heard myself wail as his cock frictioned my
sensitive, pulsing clitoris.

  Unlike the previous guy, this young stud wanted his cock up my
cunt almost as much as I did.  Fitting the head inside my hole,
his hips snapped forward driving the cock into me.

  "Oooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"  came my
long, drawn out howl of pleasure.  His hand moved over my hip and
began rubbing my clitoris at the same time as his cock was
pumping my hole.

  "OhOhOhOhOhOhOhOhOh... I’m cumming... I’m cumming...
fuckitfuckitfuckitfuckit.... aahhhhhhhhhh!!"

  "Oh fucking shit!  Me too.  Can't hold it... you're too fucking
hot.  UGH!  UGH!  UGH  UGH!  TAKE MY LOAD, YOU HOT BITCH....
AAAHHHHHHH... I'M SHOOTING!!"

  I felt his dick convulsing at least six or seven times inside
my vagina as he pumped his big load into the condom.  Gradually,
his thrusts slowed.  Even though I had just climaxed, I loved the
sensuous feeling of his prick slowly sliding back and forth
inside me.  Even when his fuck strokes stopped completely, I
could still feel him twitching and pulsing in my pussy.  Feeling
his cock slowly throbbing inside me already had me wanting more,
but I did restrain myself enough to let the guy rest for a few
moments at least before I attacked him.

  As young as he was, I knew he would get hard and fuck me at
least two more times.  It was so hard to wait.  He was such a
deliciously hard and sexy man.  I began to squeeze his cock with
my vaginal muscles... slowly at first and then faster and harder.
 After a few minutes, my hips began moving causing his cock to
slide back and forth inside my hole.

  "Oh shit... you're incredible!  I'm going to fuck you again."

  "YYYAAAHHHHHH!... YES!... Oh god Yes!  Fuck me!"  He pulled out
and I put another condom on his fully hard cock.  Feeling his
pulsing cock in my hand almost made me cum.

  When he shoved me onto my back and yanked my legs high in the
air to put my cunt in perfect fucking position, ripples of hot
pleasure flooded my vagina.  I could feel my hole opening and
closing... throbbing... then he sank his shaft into me.

  "AAAAHHHHHHHH... god... What a cock!  Bang me, Stud.  Bang my
cunt!"

  I felt his cock lurch and throb when he heard me say "cunt". 
"I love that word!  Just love it!  he gasped, his cock throbbing
wildly inside me.  "And I really love hearing a woman use it...
particularly a sexy, beautiful woman like you."

  Again and again, he slammed his meat into me.  I couldn't stop
gasping and screaming as one climax after another erupted inside
my filled pussy.  "Oh god.  Dick me!  Dick me with that big
schlong, Lover."  He did, and again, my hole spasmed around his
plunging cock.

  "I'm about to cum again," he groaned.

  "Shoot it, Stud.  Shoot it!"

  "Not yet.  You get on top... reverse cowgirl, so I can see my
cock sinking in and out of your hot cunt.  Do you like it up your
cunt?" he asked emphasizing the word "cunt".

  He pulled out of me and got on his back.  I mounted reverse
cowgirl and thrust my ass right in his face.  "Can you see my
cunt, Honey?  Can you see how much your big cock has stretched my
cunt?  I won't even be able to feel my husband's dick tonight
when he rams it into my cunt.  Stick yours back in meee... in my
cunt!  Please.  I want to come again."

  Once he was in me again, I began raising and lowering my ass on
his cock.  The sensations as it sank into my depths were so hot
and erotic that he had me climaxing again after I had pumped
myself on his cock a half dozen times.

  Suddenly, he screamed, "I GONNA CUM!  I WANT TO CREAM YOUR FACE
AND TITS!"

  He jerked his rod out of my pussy, turned me around, ripped off
the condom and began jacking off with the head of his cock a few
inches away from my face and tits.  I opened my mouth wide and
extended my tongue to take his load.

  His dick exploded!  Gush after thick gush of semen blasted into
my face and nose.  He lowered his aim and covered my tits with
more semen.  When he was finally shooting blanks, I leaned
forward and sucked him into my mouth, cleaning his shaft of his
delicious load and my cuntal secretions.

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   Time Line: Allen and Susan-Present Day:

  As usual, it was around 5:30 PM when I got home from work.  As
soon as I entered our home, I could hear Susan working in the
kitchen.  Before I was halfway there, I could smell the aroma of
a baking lasagna.

  Susan had her back to me when I entered as she worked on making
the salad to accompany the pasta.  A newly opened bottle of
Chianti had been poured into a decanter where it was breathing in
preparation for our dinner.  On the counter, I saw my favorite
dessert, a German chocolate cake, freshly made from scratch, as
usual.

  Susan didn't realize I was behind her until my hands slipped
around her waist and moved upwards to cup and heft her large
breasts.  My cock surged when I felt her firm tits beneath my
hands.  After kissing her on the neck several times, I pulled up
her sweater and removed one of her gorgeous tits.

  "Mmmmmmmmmm," she hissed with pleasure.  "You should have come
earlier, Darling.  My husband will be home at any moment.  We
don't have enough time for you to fuck me."

  "Bend over the counter, Susan, and I'll fuck you fast before he
comes home," I said as I got her other tit out of her bra.

  "But I don't want just a quickie from you, Honey.  I want your
big cock up my cunt and ass for hours.  Can't you wait until
later?  I'll tell him I'm going over to Marge's house to visit. 
You can fuck me in the back seat of your car."

  "You are one blazingly hot slut, Susan," I whispered in my
wife's ear as my hand rubbed her pussy through her skirt.

  "It's hard not to be a hot slut when I've got a stud like you
panting and wild to fuck me."  She turned around to face me, not
bothering to replace her beautiful tits back inside her blouse. 
Her open-mouthed kiss was hot and deep.  "MMmmmmmm... so fucking
hot," she moaned.  "Dinner's ready, Darling, but I want to fuck
now.  I'll put the oven on warm and salad in the fridge.  The
cake will be waiting for us after I exhaust you."

  Susan shoved me back against the counter, ripped her sweater
over her head, knelt in front of me began unbuckling my belt. 
"Get my bra off, Honey, while I get this big cock out."

  By the time I had her bra unsnapped and lying on the floor, she
had my pants off, my briefs pulled down, and was licking and
sucking on the head of my cock.  Hot shivers of pleasure quickly
hardened my shaft into an iron-hard erection.  Susan went after
it like she had been cock-starved in a women's prison for a year.
 Almost frantically, she jacked my shaft while she devoured more
and more of my prick.

  Between licking the head and sucking my shaft, she gasped, "Oh
fuck... so damn big... so hard... I love your cock, Allen.  It
makes my cunt throb just to look at it, and when I get to suck...
OOOoohhh fuckkk... I'm about to cum.  Ram that big hard dick down
my throat, Lover.  Hold my head and ram it down my throat!"

  Following her directions, I put my hand on the back of her head
and pulled her mouth further down my cock at the same time as I
drove my hips forward burying my prick balls deep in her mouth.

  "OOOmmmpppffff... uuummmmmm.... uunnghhh!!"  Her body began to
shudder as she rammed three fingers into her cunt.  I fucked her
mouth harder.  Her climax intensified.  Her lips locked around
the base of my cock as her body shook and trembled.  Grunting and
squealing, her orgasm ebbed slightly, but as soon as she rammed
her mouth down my cock again, another climax engulfed her body.

  It was so wild and hot, I couldn't possible restrain my own
climax... no man could.  Thick wads of semen shot into her mouth
and throat.  Instead of jerking her head off my dick at my abrupt
and intense ejaculation, my wife sucked me even harder.  Her hips
were humping wildly in hot fuck motions on her fingers.

  When I finally stopped shooting, she stood up and hissed, "God
what a man!  I need this in me ... in my cunt.  Take me
somewhere... anywhere... and fuck me.  Hurry!  I need it in me."

  "Whatever you say, you hot slut."  Scooping my wife up in my
arms, I deposited her ass on the kitchen table.  She was already
moaning, her hips thrusting upward in wild fuck motions. 
Amazingly, I was already hard again.  Swabbing the head of my
cock up the length of her slit brought howls from my wife.  I did
it again, and this time she hissed, "Don't... please, don't tease
me.  Fuck me.  Fuck me with that hard dick.  STICK IT IN ME!  Any
hole... just stick it in meeeeee," she wailed.

  Moving my hips into her sex saddle, I nailed my erection into
her waiting cunt.  Her head snapped back.  Her mouth flew open
allowing a deep, hissing scream to emerge.  When I ground my
pubic bone into her clitoris, her fingernails dug into my biceps
as she erupted in another orgasm.  Blood trickled down one of my
arms.

  Pulling back, I hammered in and out of her throbbing cunt a
dozen times, each time driving into her deep and hard.  Her big
tits were being jarred back and forth as she rammed her pussy
onto my driving dick again and again.  Her pussy convulsed in
another orgasm.

  As soon as her body stopped shuddering, she licked her lips and
said, "Take me to bed, you hot, fuck stud.  I want room to ride
your hard cock, Honey.  Carry me to the bedroom with your cock
buried up my pussy, Baby.  Don't take it out.  Fuck me and carry
me... carry me and fuck me," she babbled.

  Once I had her in bed, she pushed me onto my back and mounted
me reverse cowgirl.  From then on, she was in control of the
fucking.  Susan was wild for it.  Her ass pounded up and down on
my cock so hard, it was driving my butt deep into the mattress
every time she rammed herself down on my shaft.

  Reaching around her hips, my fingers moved to her clit.  It was
erect and swollen... protruding from its protective hood by close
to an inch.  I could feel it throb.  As soon as I rubbed its
surface, it began to contract in hard spasms.  My wife shrieked
and squealed in an intense orgasm.

  "AAAAAEEEEEEEEEEE!!  AAAHHHHEEEEEEEEEE!!  AAAHHHEEEEE!!"

  Her cunt juices spurted all over my cock and balls.  Jerking
herself off my rod, she turned, bent over and mashed her tits
into my face at the same times as she guided my cock back inside
her still erupting vagina.

  Again and again, she took my cock deep inside her hole.  I
couldn't take any more.  "I can't hold out any longer, Susan," I
groaned.  "Got to cum... gonna shoot."

  "Yes...yes... YES!  SHOOT IT!  SHOOT IT!  FILL MY HOLE WITH
YOUR BIG LOAD, LOVER.  CUM IN ME... IN MY CUNT!"

  Our mutual climaxes lasted more than minute.  Finally, Susan
rolled off my body and collapsed beside me.  She lay there
unmoving for several minutes before she turned on her side and
snuggled up against me, with her head on my chest.

  In a few minutes, Susan was asleep.  While she slept, I
reflected for at least the hundredth time on the wild change our
sex life had taken four years previously.

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Time Line: Four Years Previously:

  After six years of marriage, we were both in our early 30's. 
Like most couples married for six years, sex between had
decreased to an average of twice a week.  It was satisfying but
not really wild or hot.  To be truthful, I was somewhat
disappointed but had no idea what to do about it.

  My job as a regional sales rep often requires travel, which
wasn't pleasant, but it was necessary if I was going to continue
to bring in $120,000 a year mostly on commissions.  I remembered
well that it was early spring, and I had a four-day trip to the
western area of my territory that would allow me to visit 10 of
my best customers.  I had left on Monday morning and returned
Friday afternoon around 4 PM.

  That night, Susan came out of our bedroom dressed in a hot,
mini-skirt, tight blouse that showed off a lot of her luscious
tits, thigh-high stockings, and four-inch heels.  I hadn't seen
her dressed so erotically in years.  I got an instant, iron-hard
erection.

  Before I could ask her what was happening, she had moved into
my arms and given me a kiss that curled my toes.  As her mouth
devoured mine, her cunt was doing an erotic dance over my
erection. "Oh Lover, is that big hard-on for me?" she had asked
in a voice so sultry and hot, it made my cock throb even harder.

  "Oh hell yes.  Let's go to the bedroom and I'll give it to
you."

  "Not so fast, Lover.  I've got a great evening planned.  So
just keep it hard and ready, Baby.  You're going to be using it a
lot tonight."

  We went out to dinner during which Susan's hand never left my
cock.  She ate with one hand and stroked me with the other one. 
After dinner, we went dancing and she was dry fucking me on the
dance floor with two dozen men and a dozen couples watching. 
Everyone in the place assumed I was with a $2,000 a night,
expensive call girl.

  After a couple of dances, Susan whispered in my ear, "Take me
to the ladies room and fuck me, Stud!  Now."

  "I can't go to the ladies room," I protested.  "I'll be
arrested."

  "No you won't.  I'll go in first to be certain there's no one
inside.  Then I'll come out and get you.  We'll lock the door,
Baby.  Please.  As hot as you've got me, it won't take long. 
I'll cum as soon as you put that hard cock up my cunt.  Come on.
It'll be hot and wild!"

  I knew I should say no, but Susan as so wild and hot, I
couldn't.  It worked out just as she had planned it.  To say I
was confused would be a gross understatement.  I was totally
lost.  The woman I was with looked like my wife, but I hardly
recognized anything she was doing.  As soon as we were inside the
ladies room with the door locked, she hissed, "I need cock up my
ass.  Now.  I can't wait any longer."

  Her fingers unzipped me and pulled out my iron-hard erection. 
Once she had it out, she yanked her short skirt up around her
hips and pulled off her panties.  All this took no more than 30
seconds.  The next thing I knew, she was bent over the makeup
table and moaning, "Hurry, Honey.  Fuck me.  Hard and fast.  Ass
fuck me like a hot whore.  Ram it in and shoot me full of cum."

  As hot as we were, it only took about five minutes of frantic
fucking for both of us to get off.  After pulling our clothes
back in place, Susan pulled me back to the club area, where we
spent another hour drinking and dancing.  Susan's dancing was a
repeat of what it had been earlier except now she was dancing
with other men besides me.  My eyes never left her as she gyrated
and ground her body against her dance partners getting everyone
of them hard and hot.  She told me later that three of the men
has asked her for sex, either out in the parking lot right then
or later in week at a motel or their apartment.

  On the way home, she sucked my cock until I had to pull onto
the shoulder while she sucked my load into her belly.  That
night, I fucked Susan four more times in addition to the one time
in the parking lot and the blowjob on the drive home.

  That was just the beginning of an entirely new sex life. 
Instead of twice a week, it immediately became a daily affair or
more.  A week hardly passed that there weren't two or three days
when I fucked my wife twice.  Three times a day was not a rarity.
At the time, I had no idea what in hell had happened to change my
wife from a rather unexciting bed partner into a wild, hot,
nearly insatiable slut.  Whatever it was, I loved it.  I just
fucking loved it!
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Time Line: Present Day:

  After our wild sex of the previous evening, my sexy husband
allowed me to sleep late while he got up around 6:30 AM,
showered, shaved, dressed for work, and finally made himself a
quick breakfast.  Normally, Allen doesn't work on Saturday, but
after being gone for four days, he felt he had to go to the
office and catch up on work he had missed.

  Allen made so much money in his job as regional sales rep,
there was no need for me to work.  He had always done well. 
During his first couple of years, he was bringing home $75,000 to
$80,000 a year, mainly in commissions.  After another two years,
this had risen to over $100,000.  Then, his hard work really paid
off and his commissions soared about three years ago.  He was now
making over $200,000 a year.  So, I had the luxury of fucking
until the wee hours and then sleeping late.

  I awoke around 10 AM in a sweat, my vagina wet and throbbing
thanks to an erotic dream in which four studs had me naked on a
bed fucking all of my holes.  I had planned to get up, shower,
and have a late breakfast, but a shower was the last thing I
wanted at the moment.

  As my fingers slid slowly ... sensuously... through the wet
folds of my pussy, I arched my hips... teasing myself by moving
my fingers all around my erect and pulsing clitoris without
touching it.  In my mind, two of the four studs who had been
fucking me in my dream became the two guys who had banged me
yesterday afternoon, and the third guy was my sexy husband who
almost fucked my ass off last night.

  My fingers rubbed my clit bringing hot moan from my lips.  My
ass pumped up and down in hot fuck motions as I thought about who
the fourth dream guy must be.  When I settled on the 17-year old
yard boy who had been cutting our grass, trimming our hedges, and
fucking my needy pussy during the summer time as my fourth stud,
my clitoris throbbed in a hard spasm... then contracted
spastically in my first orgasm of the day.

  Continuing to slowly caress my pulsing clit, I had to smile
when I thought about the hot, sexy day I had had yesterday.  The
first guy had gotten me off at least five times while he was
shooting off twice.  The second, younger stud had really drenched
my face and tits when he ejaculated that first time.  Then, after
that, he had screwed me two more times.  I thought I came 6 times
before he couldn't get it up again.  But the best of all was my
hot husband last night shooting three more loads of cum into me
while making me cum at least eight times.  e
  "Christ!  Did I really get off 19 or twenty times during the
day while three hot studs were shooting out eight loads of
sperm-filled semen?  Maybe it wasn't that many, but it was a hell
of a lot," I thought with a grin.

  I was still stroking my now slowly pulsing clit when I thought
back four years to that trip Allen had taken that has transformed
me from an unexciting housewife who was satisfied with routine
sex twice a week into a hot slut who wanted it constantly.  My
husband never had gotten over the transformation, but he sure as
hell enjoyed it.  He must have asked me what happened 50 times. 
I just told him that women hit their sexual peak in their 30s,
and I just hit mine.

  My clitoris throbbed hard when I thought about how it really
started.  "Oh fuck... I need it cum again," I gasped as my
fingers again began to rub my throbbing button frantically.  My
ass snapped upward and humped the air as my vagina pulsed... then
contracted.  My legs began to vibrate ... toes curling backward
as my eyes shut.  When the orgasm exploded, my legs slammed shut
as my body shuddered again and again.   It was a good thing that
I was alone because each time my clitoris contracted, I screamed
with the intensity of the feeling.

  After the orgasm abated somewhat, the events of that erotic
week again flashed through my mind.

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

Time Line: The Beginning-Four Years Previously:

  Allen had left early Monday morning for his four-day swing
through the western portions of his sales territory.  We hadn't
made love since the previous Wednesday, so it had already been
over four days since I had been laid.  That really wasn't a
problem since we usually averaged only twice a week anyway.  On
occasion, we often went a full week without having sex, so, as I
say, it wasn't and didn't figure to be a problem.

  While I didn't miss sex, I did miss Allen's company so when
Brenda Michaels asked me over for a party at her house Monday
evening, I jumped at the chance.  As I remember, I didn't even
bother to ask who was invited.  I just wanted company as I always
hated being alone.

  Since it was, after all, a party, I decided that I should dress
up and not arrive wearing a baggy sweatshirt, worn out jeans, and
slippers.  After some thought, I decided on a tight jean skirt
with a hemline that came to within three inches of my knees... so
it looked attractive and smart, but not slutty. My black top
exposed a little cleavage, which I thought was sort of sexy.  All
things considered, I thought is was just right for the party.

  When I arrived, however, I wasn't so sure.  I was easily the
most conservatively dressed woman present.  Brenda, who was
divorced, had invited three of her single or divorced female
friends and me.  I assumed I was invited because my husband was
out of town for the entire work week.

  The men started arriving about 30 minutes after I did.  I was
surprised to see that Brenda had invited seven men.  They were
all in their 20s or early 30s, and every one of them looked like
a sexy, virile, stud.  They all wore tight jeans or slacks for
the same reason women wear tight tops... to show off their
equipment. And god... did they ever have equipment to show off. 
I didn't see a single bulge that looked like it could be caused
by anything less than a seven-inch cock.

  I had already had one drink, and before I knew it, some hunky
dark-headed guy had put a fresh drink in my hand as he backed me
into the corner of the couch, put his hand on my thigh, and began
to tell me how gorgeous I looked and ask how he could have
possibly missed seeing me before.  I knew it was a line, but I
loved it anyway.  It had been so long since a man had made a
serious effort to hit on me.

  I finished my drink, and Brenda was right there with a fresh
one.  "I see you've met, Stan.  Has my gorgeous friend told you
her name yet, Stan?" she asked.

  "She said it was Susan.  Was she telling the truth?" he asked
with a grin.

  "Yeah.  Be careful of this one, Honey.  He's really dangerous."

  "He doesn't look dangerous," I responded.  "In fact, he looks
really nice."

  "That's one of the reasons why he's so dangerous, Honey."

  "What's the other one?" I asked now feeling no pain.

  "He carrying a weapon in his pants, Susan... a big weapon...
and, it's fully loaded and ready to fire."

  "Mmmm... he does sound dangerous."

  "Come on, Susan," Stan said with a smile.  "I'm really not
dangerous at all, but I do love to dance with gorgeous women. 
How about it?"

  We danced two or three numbers in the game room of Brenda's
house.  Two of the other women had also paired up and were
dancing. As Stan and I danced, his hands moved onto my ass and
pressed my mound against his "weapon".  God... it did feel big...
a lot bigger than seven inches, and he was hard... so damn hard.

  I pulled his hands up to my waist the first couple of times he
let them move onto my ass.  When I tried for a third time to move
his hands upward, he whispered, "Don't.  I like feeling your ass.
 It's awesome."

  "But others will see," I had protested.

  "Look over there at Grant and Wilma," he said softly.

  I did look and what I saw sent shiver through my loins.  I felt
my vagina throb slightly.  Grant not only had his hands on
Wilma's ass, he had his hand under her dress grinding her against
his penis.  Wilma was not only not putting up any resistance, she
was grinding her pussy against his shaft as they shuffled around
the dance floor.

  "Oh my god," I hissed.  Again, I felt Stan's hands caressing my
ass.  This time I didn't try to stop him.

  "And look over there at David and Anita."

  David also had one of his hands under Anita's skirt, but his
other hand was cupping and playing with one of her naked tits,
which he had removed from her blouse.  Now, it was not only my
vagina that was throbbing.  It had now been joined by my
clitoris.

  After the third song ended, Stan took me back to the couch and
began to make out with me.  I saw Brenda watching with a big grin
on her face.

  Almost as soon as we had sat down, Stan pulled me close and
kissed me as his hand moved over my breasts.  Very quickly, his
fingers were slipping into my cleavage.  When I felt his tongue
entering my mouth, a shudder rippled through me.  It had been six
years since another man had kissed me, even counting under the
mistletoe at Christmas.  Now, this young adonis had his tongue in
my mouth.  I was shocked to realize that I had my mouth wide
open.  I also realized that my panties were soaked, and my inner
thighs were slick with my secretions.  With his kiss forcing me
to breathe through my nose, I smelled the musky aroma of my
arousal.

  Breaking our kiss, Stan moved his lips to my neck.  When I felt
his lips and then his tongue against my flesh, a moan escaped my
lips... then another and another until he had me moaning
repeatedly.  "Feel me, Susan," he whispered.  "Feel my cock.  See
how excited and hard you've got me.  Do it."

  With his lips again moving sensuously over my neck and my pussy
throbbing, I couldn't resist.  I knew he was big... really big. 
I just had to feel him and find out exactly how big his cock was.
 My hand seemed to move of its own accord to his crotch.  The
thick, powerful organ throbbed inside his pants.  I gasped at his
size.  My pussy throbbed even harder.

  "Open my pants.  Go inside, Susan.  Feel it."

  My brain seemed incapable of resistance as my fingers
frantically opened his pants allowing my hand to slip inside.

  Stan's hands were now cupping both of my tits, but so far, he
hadn't taken them out.  I wondered why.  I wanted them out.  His
cock was jerking wildly under my hand.  It was too big for me to
get my hand all the way around it when it was still inside his
briefs.  I wondered if I would be able to encircle it when I had
it out.  Realizing that I had thought "when I had it out" and not
"if I had it out", fluids gushed out of my excited pussy.  I was
losing control.

  "Take it out, Susan.  Feel it.  Stroke it.  You know you want
to."

  He didn't have to argue or persuade me that I wanted to take it
out.  I practically tore Stan's pants getting his huge shaft out.
 With my hand closed around his dick at the base, I found that I
could just barely get my hand all the way around his cock.  I
also saw that with my hand around his cock at the base, twice as
much extended beyond my hand as was in it.

  "My god, Stan.  You're huge.  How big is it?  Eight inches?"

  "Closer to nine.  Can you feel it throbbing?  That's because it
wants to be inside your pussy."

  "Ohhhhh god.... OOoohhhh god... Ooohhhh my god!"

  Once more, his lips locked onto mine, shutting off my moans,
but not the throbbing and jerking of his big cock in my hand.

  Stan's tongue was fucking in and out of my mouth when his hands
pulled my top and my bra down exposing both of my tits.

  When I felt the cool air on them, I knew that I was about to be
fucked.  I had never cheated on my husband before, and I realized
that I only had moments left to do something before Stan would
mount me.  And once he was on me, there would be no way I could
possibly resist spreading my legs for him.  Even if I didn't
spread, he would just force my legs open and sink his big cock
into me.

  "OOohhhh," I moaned unable to remain quiet as his hands roamed
over my tits and thighs.  When he moved his hand under my skirt
and started inside my panties, I finally managed the will power
to stop him.  "I can't do this.  I'm sorry, Stan.  I just can't.
I'm married.  The other women aren't.  I'm sorry."

  Stan's response was to whisper, "I know that 'no' means 'no',
but before you leave here, Susan, I am going to fuck you, and
you're going to love it."

  His words had me panting and my pussy right on the edge of an
orgasm even as I was struggling to my feet.  I quickly made my
exit from the game room.

  After finding Brenda, I told her what had happened and that I
should be going.  "Don't be ridiculous, Susan.  So a guy hit on
you and wants to fuck you.  So what?  You're a drop-dead,
gorgeous woman.  Guys are supposed to hit on beautiful women, and
we're supposed to enjoy it even if we do eventually leave them
high and dry.  Here... have another drink.  The party's just
getting started."

  By 11 PM, I had danced with five different guys and every one
of them had hit on me.  They all had managed to get their hands
on my ass and four of the five got their hands under my skirt
onto my panties.  And three of those slotted my panties.  Martin
had even managed to get a finger under my panties and on my
clitoris.  I was so close to an orgasm, that it took all my will
power to pull away.  I was panting when I did so.  When, I gave
him my excuse about being married, he replied, "So what?  Your
husband's out of town, you're hot as fire, I'm so hard it hurts,
and I want to fuck you.  Let's find an empty bedroom, Baby."

  I pulled away from Martin saying again, "I'm sorry, Martin.  I
just can't cheat on my husband.  I've never done that."  After
saying that, I left Martin standing in the middle of the dance
floor with his erection tenting his pants and made my way back to
the den.  Brenda handed me another drink and asked, "Well, did
Martin get into your panties or not?"

  "He gave it a major effort, but no, he didn't."

  "Wow, you are a hard case.  Did he even get a taste?"

  "Well, he probably licked his finger after getting it into my
pussy while we were dancing... so I guess you could say that he
did get a taste."  Brenda laughed, and I joined her.

  "Do you know Cora Williams?" Brenda asked.

  "Yeah.  I've met her a few times.  In fact, I met her earlier
in the evening, but I haven't seen her in the last hour or so. 
Did she leave?"

  "No.  She's in one of the guest bedrooms right now being fucked
by David and Frank.  Want to sneak in and watch her get it from
both of those studs at the same time?"

  "At the same time?  Two guys?  You're kidding me."

  "No way, Honey.  Here, let me refresh your drink and we'll
sneak in and watch."

  "I've already had too much, Brenda.  I'm already half drunk."

  "So what?  It's a party, and hubby is a long ways away.  So
don't sweat it."  She filled my glass and then led me down the
hallway toward the guest bedrooms.  We were only halfway there
when Brenda stopped and turned to me.  "Do you know you're the
only woman here who still has on her skirt and top.  All the rest
of us are down to just our panties and bras or even less.  Come
on.  Lose the skirt and top before we get there."

  I hesitated, "I don't know, Brenda.  These guys might get the
wrong idea."

  "How in hell is that possible.  You've already had five of them
hit on you and ask you for sex.  Every one of them is already as
hot for you as it's possible to be.  That's not going to change
whether you're wearing a skirt and top or not.  Now come on. 
Stop being a total wet blanket and lose the skirt and top."

  I was already so drunk that what Brenda was saying seemed to
make sense, so I nodded and pulled off my top."

  "Now the skirt, Honey."

  As I lowered my skirt, I grinned and said, "This is so
erotic... letting all these young guys see me in just my bra and
panties."  I stepped out of my skirt.

  "Is it turning you on, Susan?  Getting you wet and hot?"

  "Yeah."

  "A little or a lot?"

  "Maybe somewhere in between."

  "Then come on.  Let's go watch Cora getting screwed.  If that
doesn't light your fires, nothing will."

  We slipped into the guest bedroom very quietly, but when I saw
Cora being fucked by two guys with cocks both larger than my
husband's and heard her moaning every time one of them
disappeared into her cunt or ass, I couldn't suppress a gasp of
shock, surprise, and excitement.  The two men who were watching
the action on the bed turned to look at me and continued to stare
at my nearly naked body.

  "See that," Brenda whispered in my ear.

  "What?"

  "Over there.  Hank and Grant can't take their eyes off your hot
body.  They're more excited looking you over than watching Cora
getting double fucked.  Doesn't that turn you on... come on,
Honey... fess up."

  "Yesss," I moaned.  "It shouldn't, but it does."

  "Bull shit!  It's supposed to turn you on when men get hard as
stone looking at you."

  I had danced with both men earlier but had rebuffed their
efforts to get their hands under my skirt.  Now I didn't even
have a skirt or a top on.  Grant came over, moved behind me, and
whispered, "You're hot, Susan.  Best looking woman here.  In
fact, probably the best looking woman I've seen in a long time. 
Your tits and body are fucking awesome.  MMMMmm...  does it turn
you on to watch those two huge cocks fucking Cora?"

  "Yes," I moaned.  Grant's arms circled my waist.  His hands
spread out over my naked belly.

  Grant moved closer.  Watch Frank's ass, Susan.  He's the one
with his cock in Cora's ass.  He's getting ready to cum in her. 
Watch his ass.  It'll start clenching any moment, and each time
it does, another big cum load is shooting into her. Oh yeah! 
Now... Now!  Look at his ass, Susan.  He's cumming... See him
thrust and his buttocks clench... Man... he's pumping his load
into her.  Can you see it?"

  "Oh yessss," I groaned.  "And he's still doing it... again and
again... How can a man shoot off that many times?"  I was so
enthralled watching Frank cumming inside Cora's ass that I hadn't
even noticed that Grant had pulled my bra down below my tits,
which were now fully exposed.

  Grant's hands moved upward, cupping both of my tits.  "Frank's
shot all of his load into her.  Now watch David.  He's gonna fill
her pussy with his big fuck load."

  A moment later, I heard Cora shriek, "He's cumming... oohhhh
fuckkk... he's cumming in my cunt!"

  Watching the shaft of David's thick dick, I could see it
expanding and pulsing as it ejaculated inside Cora's wet cunt.  
"I can see his cock swelling and throbbing every time he shoots
into her," I gasped into Grant's ear as his fingers squeezed,
pulled, and twisted my nipples sending waves of pleasure through
me.

`  "You're right, Susan.  David's shooting his load up Cora's hot
cunt.  His big cock is pumping her full.  Can you hear her
moaning everytime another big cum gush is pumped into her?  Can
you hear her moan?"

  "Ohhhh yess... She's cumming... she's cumming really hard," I
responded.  I fully ralized that Grant had now knelt down and was
pulling my panties down my thighs.  But I was too drunk and too
excited to stop him.  It didn't help that Brenda was rubbing my
ass and whispering in my ear telling me how hard I had gotten
Grant's and Hank's cocks.

  "Lick her cunt, Grant.  Get your tongue on her clit," Brenda
hissed.  Grant's hand cupped my ass cheeks and turned my pussy
toward his waiting lips.

  "OOohhhhhhhhh god... aaahhhhhhhhhhhhh."  For the first time
since I was married, another man had his hands on my naked ass
and his mouth pressing into my pussy.  I couldn't stop groaning
as his tongue probed trying to get to my engorged clitoris.

  "OOOHHHH GOD!  THEY'RE FUCKING ME AGAIN... UUUNNNGGHHHH! 
THEY'RE STICKING THEIR COCKS INTO MEEEEEEEEE!"  Cora wailed from
the bed.  I glanced at bed again.  Incredibly, David and Frank
were hard again and were now double fucking Cora with her sitting
on David with his cock in her ass while Frank was plowing her
cunt.

  The sight was so hot... so erotic... I couldn't keep my ass
still.  I was now shamelessly humping against Grant's mouth. 
Hank had moved behind me and was now playing with my tits.

  "Can't get to her," Grant growled.

  "Spread your legs wider, Susan," Brenda ordered.  "How do you
expect a man to lick and suck your clit if you don't spread.  Do
it.  Now.  Spread your legs, Honey.  He's gonna get you off like
a stick of dynamite exploding."

  I watched Grants head moving between my thighs as I spread my
legs wide to give him access.  His tongue honed in on my
throbbing clit like a bloodhound.  His tongue circled my passion
bud and then flicked it with the tip of his tongue.

  "GGaaaAHHHH," came my enraptured moan.  He sucked it, and I
gasped.  His lips tightened on the shaft.  "UUUMMMMMMM.....
yes... yes... YES!  Don't stop.  DON'T STOP!  Oooohhh...
fuckkkk... I'm going to cummmmmmm!"

  When his tongue continued to stroke me, my clit exploded along
with my vagina.  Juices poured out of me drenching Grant's face.
I was still cumming when Grant rose to his feet, picked me up,
and, draping me over his shoulder, carried me like a sack of
potatoes with my ass up in the air, into another of the vacant
bedrooms.

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

  As soon as Grant carried me into the bedroom, he kicked the
door shut, and put me over the arm of a couch with my ass still
up in the air.  Moving behind me, he pushed my legs apart, but
when he tried to move between them, I closed them enough to stop
him.

  "Open your legs, Susan," I heard him order.

  "I can't.  I'm married, and I've never cheated on my husband
before."

  "Open your legs!  Now!"

  "I can't.  Please.  I know I shouldn't have teased you, but I
just can't."

  The hard, open-handed slap against my right buttock was
followed by another one, equally hard, against my left one.

  My scream was one of shock, surprise, and pain.  I tried to
twist away but Grant held me bent over the arm of couch easily. 
He spanked me several more times until it felt like my ass was on
fire.  It hurt, but I was stunned to realize that I was thrusting
my ass upward.

  "Spread your legs, Susan," he said in soft voice.

  I not only spread them, I found myself moving one leg off the
couch and planting it far to the side completely exposing both of
my openings.   A deep groan escaped my lips when the cock moved
up and down my sex trench separating my labia... exposing my
erect and very turgid clitoris and the entrance to my vagina.

  "Please don't," I moaned.

  WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK!

  Wild grunts poured from my mouth each time Grant spanked my
ass.  Again, my hips thrust upward, almost of their own accord,
as if I wanted to be spanked... to be made to open my legs... to
be forced to fuck.

  "What did you say, Susan?"

  "Please don't fuck me.  I'm married."

  WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK!  WHACK!

  "Aahh!  Aahh!  Aahh!  Ooohhhh god!   AAAAahhhhhh...  Please...
Please!"

  "What did you say, Susan?"

  I had reached the end of my will power.  I just couldn't resist
any longer.  I had to have a cock in me... fucking me.  "Please
do it to me.  I'm on fire," I groaned.

  "Do what?"

  "Fuck me."

  "What?"

  "FUCK ME!"

  "What?"

  "FUCK ME!  FUCK ME!  PLEASE!  PUT IT IN ME!"

  "Where?"

  "IN MY CUNT... IN MY ASS... ANYWHERE!  JUST FUCK MEEEEE!"

  The big cock again pressed against my labia, separating them
easily.  I could feel my cuntal secretions flowing out of my
pussy coating his cock.  The cock head swabbed back and forth
bringing hissing moans from my lips.  When it stroked over my
clitoris, my moans abruptly changed to gasps of pleasure.

  Grant held my hips for leverage and moved his cock back to the
opening to my vagina.  I felt the head pushing inside my
opening... spreading my hole.  When my vaginal lips enveloped the
big cock head, I came... hard!

  "OOoohhhhhhh fuck!  Fuck!  FUCK!  I'm cumming!  I'M CUMMING! 
OOOHHH!  OOOHHH!  OOOHHH!"

  "Jezzz!  One inch of cock in you and you're already cumming! 
You are one hot woman, Susan.  Want more?  Or is one inch
enough?"

  "More... MORE, you sexy bastard," I moaned with my vagina still
throbbing from my climax.  "Stick it in... Give it to me!"

  With excruciating slowness, Grant sank his rigid shaft into me.
 Inch after glorious inch of cock disappeared into my soaked cunt
until all seven inches of dick were buried and his balls were
resting on my clit.  At first, he didn't fuck me.  Instead, he
pressed his cock hard against my womb... grinding it in... making
me arch my ass to take his length.  His hand moved around my
thigh and searched out my swollen clitoris.   As soon as he began
rubbing it, another convulsion surged through me.  This time, it
wasn't only my vagina that was erupting in spastic contractions
but my clitoris as well.

  "AAAWWWWWW!  OH FUCKING SHIT!  I'M CUMMING AGAIN... UUNNN.. 
UUNNN...  UUNNN... AAAHHHHHHHHH!!"

  My entire body was shuddering in the midst of my second orgasm
when Grant began to fuck me.  I gasped when he first pulled six
inches of his cock out of my cunt... held the head just inside my
vagina... and then rammed his entire length back into my waiting
hole with determined masculine authority.  The cock thudded into
my womb sending shock waves of pleasure up and down my vagina as
my clit was dancing wildly in and out of its sheathe.  My
ecstatic howl filled the entire room.

  Grant's hips went into overdrive after that.  Again and again,
his iron-hard prick plundered my helpless vagina... ramming into
me like the pistons of a out-of-control, runaway, express train.
I couldn't stop screaming.

  "Ohhhhh god... you bastard!  You're making me spread... making
me let you fuck my husband's pussy with that big cock...
aaaahhh...AAAHHHHH... OOOhhhh shit... You're killing
meeeeeeeee... stretching me.... fucking my married cunt... Oh
god... oh god... OH GOD!  CUMMINGGG!  I'M CUMMING!  FUCK IT...
FUCK IT.. HARDER!  OOOHHH GOD FUCK ME HARDER!!"

  "First load's going in, Susan.  Hope you're on the pill cause
I'm not pulling out.  HERE IT COMES!  UGH!  UGH!  UGH!  UGH! 
AAAHHHH FUCK... Your cunt's squeezing my cock like a fucking
vise.  Milk it, Baby.  Milk my dick!"

  My cunt was contracting so hard, I just automatically followed
Grant's command.  Each time my vagina throbbed, it seemed to pull
another small gush of sperm-filled semen out of his jerking dick.
 Finally, he collapsed on top of my body.  For several minutes,
his softening cock continued to twitch and soak inside my creamy
pussy.

  When Grant finally dismounted, Brenda was right there with
another drink and a warm, wet towel for me wipe the sweat from my
body and the streams of semen from my pussy and ass.

  "Wow!" she finally said.  "I've never seen a woman come that
hard and that fast.  You got off as soon as his dick got into
your pussy, and then you came again when he pushed it all the way
in.  I had to rub my pussy and masturbate just watching you. 
Honey, you really needed that fuck."

  "I know... I know.  I should feel badly, but all I can think
about right now is how good my pussy feels.  I'm too drunk to
drive home, Brenda.  Do you think that I can..."

  "Of course!  Don't you even think about leaving.  You can have
this bedroom when you're ready to turn in for the night."

  "I think that's about right now," I said as I took a long
swallow of my drink.  Brenda laughed.

  "What's so funny?"

  "You, Honey, you and your idea that you're just going to
snuggle down in the bed and go to sleep when there are six more
men here who are all wild to get into your hot pussy.  I don't
think you'll be getting too much sleep tonight."

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  Brenda's comment turned out to be prophetic.  A little after
midnight, not more than 10 minutes after Grant had left the
bedroom, Hank came in.  He was already naked and ready, his cock
hard and pointed upward, almost touching his belly.  Climbing
onto the couch with me, he pulled my body close and kissed me
hard.  I returned his kiss with even more passion causing him to
moan.

  His hands were everywhere... on my legs, my thighs, my tits,
roaming over my ass, and, of course, all over my pussy and in it.
 My hips snapped back and forth as he expertly finger fucked my
hole while rubbing my clit with his thumb.  The sensuous
squishing noises of his fingers moving inside me filled my ears.
Those hot sounds and our excited breathing already had me
throbbing and ready.

  "I'm really messy down there, Honey.  Let me go to the bathroom
and clean up for you," I whispered.

  "Fuck no!  I love the way you feel when you're sweaty and your
cunt's full of cum.  I just love sloppy seconds.  But we will
clean you up a bit first."

  Before I realized what he meant, Hank had pushed me onto my
back, moved my legs apart, and pressed his face against my sodden
cunt.

  "Oh god!  You don't have to do that, Hank.  I'm full of Grant's
cum load.  Come back up, Honey.  Just get on me and fuck me
good."

  The delicious, hot stud ignored me.  His tongue slid erotically
up the length of my cunt slit onto my clit.  Instantly, my ass
snapped upward as my hands grabbed the back of his head and
pressed his mouth even harder against my now wildly pulsing
clitoris.  His tongue entered my cum-filled vagina and began to
lap up the erotic mixture of Grant's cum load and my copious
cuntal juices.

  Hank had obviously perfected his cream pie eating technique. 
Each delicious swipe of his tongue inside my pussy was followed
my a half minute or so of attention to my engorged clit.  He had
me gasping and humping his mouth frantically in just minutes.

  "Squeeze the juices into my mouth, Susan," he ordered.  I
obeyed... oh god... did I ever obey.  Again and again, I
contracted every vaginal muscle I had to force more of Grant's
cum load out of my cunt and onto Hank's waiting tongue.  His
tongue again lashed my clitoris, and I just exploded in orgasm.

  "AAAHHHHHHHH... OOOoohhhhhhhh god... you hot Stud... You're
making me cum!  UUNNGGHH!  Oh fuck yes!  Suck my cunt clean, you
randy bastard.  Clean the cum out of meeeeeee!"

  I lost track of how long Hank sucked me, but I came again
before he mounted me.  This time, I got fucked on my back with my
leg up on his shoulder.  He was a wild man pounding into me and
driving my ass deep into the cushions of the couch on every
thrust.  His cock was only average, but my god, did he ever know
how to use it in a woman!   I was cumming like a hot slut on his
dick again and again.

  When he shot off, his load was even bigger than Grant's.   Each
time Hank drove his dick into the bottom of my cunt, I felt it
jerk hard and shoot in another large wad of cum.  After two or
three such injections, there was no more room inside my vagina to
hold his repeated ejaculations.  After that, every time his dick
shot in another stream of semen, it was forced out of my hole and
ran down my ass.

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  The lighted dial of the clock said it was after 2 AM when I was
again mounted by two of the men.  Rather than being angry, I was
wildly excited.  I didn't understand it.  For some reason, I
didn't seem to be able to get enough sex.  No matter how many
times the men made me cum on their cocks, tongues, or fingers, I
still wanted more.  And when I got more, I had another half dozen
intense orgasms.

  Allen was great in bed, but after he had fucked me twice, and I
had gotten off several times, I was more than satisfied and
wanted nothing more than to snuggle up against him and sleep. 
Now, I wanted the sex to go on and on and on.   At the moment,
Stan and Martin were giving me my wish.

  "I told you that I was going to fuck you before the night was
over, Susan," Stan reminded me.  "Now get on your knees.   Put
your head on the bed, and stick that hot ass up in the air."  I
scrambled into the position.  When my ass was high in the air, my
pussy was already gushing in anticipation of more cock.

  "Good.  Good," Stan said.  "She's got a hot looking ass, don't
you think so, Martin?"

  "Oh hell yes.  I knew her ass was going to be hot and delicious
when I felt it out on the dance floor earlier this evening. 
Susan, reach back and pull your ass cheeks apart so we can
inspect your holes."

  I knew I should have been insulted by Martin's crude and
insulting remark, but all it did was make me hotter.  Reaching
back, I spread myself as wide as possible and even thrust my ass
higher."

  "MMmmmm... delicious looking fuck holes, Susan.  I can see that
your cunt already been used a lot, but your ass hole seems to
have been neglected.  Has your ass hole been used tonight?"

  My face flamed red with embarrassment, but my pussy throbbed
even harder.  I could feel my clitoris becoming hard and erect. 
"Well, answer me, Susan," Stan demanded.  "Has your ass hole been
fucked tonight?"

  "No.  Please fuck my ass hole, Stan... Martin.  I'm sorry I was
such a cock tease earlier.  Fuck my holes and punish me...
please."

  I moaned with anticipation when I felt Stan's hands on my ass
and his body pressing against my thighs.  Then his cock head was
against my rosebud... pressing... harder... demanding entrance. 
I relaxed, and Stan's hard shaft surged into my ass.

  "GGGAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

  "Like it up your ass, Susan?"  He rammed it deeper.

  "UUUNNGGGHHHH!!"

  "Almost in balls deep, Slut."

  "AAAAHHHHHHH... YES... YES... STICK ALL OF IT INNNNNNNN!!"

  Stan began to fuck me with steady, deep strokes.  My hand moved
automatically to my clitoris and stroked it frantically.  I came
in less than a few minutes.

  "Hot Shit!  She's cumming already.  You should feel her ass and
cunt snapping at my cock, Martin."

  "Roll her over, Stan.  Get her on top of you and pull her legs
back so I can ram her cunt hole."

  Stan held me around the waist, rolled us over, and pulled my
legs back to expose my cunt.  Martin mounted me and slammed his
rigid cock up my pussy in one hard, deep, driving thrust.

  "UUNNGGHH!  Aw god... you're both fucking meeeeeeeee... ugh! 
ugh!  too much... I can't take this... too much... too much
cock... stop... ohhhh stop"

  Neither man paid the slightest attention to my whining and
female protests.  Again and again, their hard organs pounded into
me... thudding hard against my cervix to bring grunts from my
lips... sinking deep into my bowels causing my vagina to contract
around Martin's plunging shaft.  Back and forth... again and
again.  The friction on my G-spot was driving me crazy.  My
clitoris was being mashed flat when Martin's cock filled my cunt.

  "UUNNGGHH!  UUNNGGHH!  UUNNGGHH!"

  "Hot fuck bitch," Stan grunted as he planted his cock deep
inside my ass.

  "Her cunt's delicious," Martin informed his friend.

  "Suck my nipples, Martin," I heard myself hiss... totally
shocked at myself.  He did, and I came in hard, jerking spasms.

  "She's cumming," Stan announced.  "Her ass is contracting
around my dick like crazy."

  "Still want us to stop?" Martin asked before he went back to
sucking and biting my nipples.

  "NOOOO!!!  DON'T STOP.  KEEP FUCKING MEEEEEEEEE!!  I'M GONNA
CUM AGAIN!!"

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  I was sound asleep at 4 AM, when Jack mounted me.  As soon as
his cock entered my cunt, I was wide awake.   It seemed like my
legs had a mind of their own as they instantly arose and wrapped
around his hips, my ankles locking, and my thighs muscles pulling
him even more deeply into my already convulsing vagina.

  Jack fucked me hard and deep with my legs shoved up behind my
head.  Every stroke rammed hard against the bottom of my cunt
causing my body to bounce and shake.

  "UUUmmmm... yessss... fuck me, Jack.  Fuck my married cunt
hard, Lover.  Pound me, Stud," I hissed into his ear as my ass
rose to meet his strokes.

  When I was in the midst of my first orgasm on his cock, he
rolled us over so that I was riding his dick.  "Ride it, Susan. 
Ride my cock, Baby.  Hammer your hot pussy on my shaft."

  "Oh god yes!  I love riding cock!"  Again and again, my hot
hole enveloped Jack's shaft.  Each time it was buried to the
balls, I ground my clitoris against his pubic bone as he held my
ass and made me take it deep inside my pussy.

  Unfortunately, Jack couldn't hold it long enough for me to cum
a second time.  A few minutes after I began riding him, he
screamed that he was gonna cum.  I knew I wasn't close enough to
get off, but didn't tell him that.  Instead, I clamped my pussy
around his shaft and pounded up and down on him until he just
detonated inside me.  Before his orgasm abated, thick streams of
semen were sliding out of my pussy.

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  As the sun rose, my ass was again rising and falling on another
cock.  This time it was David's shaft that was pleasuring my
pussy.  He was big... really big... maybe eight inches of hard
man meat.

  I would raise my hips until seven inches of his dick were
outside my pussy... hold myself there as he urged... then
begged... me to take the rest of his dick back inside my
throbbing hole.  I loved teasing him with my pussy.  After
letting him beg a little, I lowered my ass enough to allow four
inches to sink into me.  Then I would stop and contract my pussy
around him causing him to moan with masculine pleasure.   After
letting him moan several times, I would raise my ass again until
only an inch of dick was inside me.

  "Oh god... please, Susan.  Put all of it into your cunt...
please.  UUmmmm ... god, I love the feel of your pussy throbbing
around me."

  I loved doing this.  I just couldn't understand why I had never
let myself go before.  Hearing David groan with pleasure and then
beg me to put his entire cock into my cunt was out-of-this world
hot.  My clit was so hard and swollen, it felt like it might
burst, but I continued to tease us.

  Finally, David had reached his limit.  "I can't stand this! 
Fuck me, you teasing bitch.  Ram that cunt down on my cock!"

  Leaning over, I kissed him deeply, my tongue ramming as far in
as it would go.  "I'm sorry, Lover.  I am a teasing slut.  Hold
my hips and fuck the shit out of me.  Punish this hot bitch!"

  He did... oh god, how he did!  We both had intense climaxes
with his full eight inches rammed into my cunt all the way to his
balls.

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  Brenda and I went out for a late brunch the next morning around
11 AM.  We ate in silence for awhile until finally, Brenda
grinned and asked, "Well?  Aren't you going to say anything,
Susan?  You were the hottest slut on the planet last night. 
Everyone of those men were begging me to have another party. 
What about it?"

  "I'm so embarrassed, Brenda.  It's hard for me to believe that
I went from a totally faithful wife to a complete, total slut in
one night."

  "You were always a slut, Susan.  Just like me, Cora, and the
other women at the party.  Most women are sluts... some just keep
it hidden, like you did for years.  Women like sex more than men.
 That's obvious.  We can cum five to ten times as much as any
man.  We can turn men into our slaves with our cunts and asses,
and that's a huge turn on for any woman."

  "Well, I guess that's right.  I just loved it last night.  I
couldn't get enough.  So if you're asking me if I want to do it
again, my answer is hell yes, but I don't want Allen to find
out."

  "Of course not," Brenda laughed.  "Don't worry.  It will be
easy for you to keep him in the dark.  Just don't fuck guys in
your own home.  That's about the only way a husband ever finds
out.  And don't always go to the same hotels or clubs and you're
safe."

  "You really think so?"

  "Absolutely!  Husbands never think that their wives would ever
want sex with another man.  It's one of the deep, unexplained
mysteries of the world.  Men are constantly trying to fuck every
pussy they see, and they succeed a lot of the time.  But in spite
of that, for some weird reason, husbands think that their wife is
different from all the other women they're fucking.  No matter
how many wives have a half dozen, screaming orgasms as a guy
fucks them, that same guy doesn't think his wife would have any
desire to have another cock up her pussy making her have those
half dozen orgasms.  As I say... it's weird, but true."

  "When can we have another party?"

  "I have a suggestion, Susan."

  "What?  Tell me."

  "Instead of another party, why don't I just invite a bunch of
guys to join you and me for a fun-filled night at my place on
Wednesday?  Ok?"

  "Oh god... just the two of us.  We're going to be fucked so
many times... oohhhh god.  But why Wednesday?  Can't we do it
tonight?"

  "I need to rest tonight, Honey.  I got fucked five times last
night and got almost no sleep.  I'll set it up for Wednesday. 
Come over around 7 PM, and we'll go out for dinner and start the
party around 9 PM."

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  Later at home, I wondered why I wasn't as tired as Brenda.  All
six men had fucked me at the party, and I hardly got any sleep
either, but I wanted more sex while Brenda wanted to go to sleep.
 By 3 PM, I my pussy was a swamp of desire.  Putting on a
mini-skirt, bra, and heels, I got in the car not sure where I was
going, but knowing that somewhere there had to be some men who
would like to have a hot afternoon fuck.

  After driving a about five miles, I passed the Hilton Inn. 
Since it was a business day, I figured there had to be a lot of
out-of-town business men who would love to have a hot, willing
woman playmate for the afternoon.  I parked my car, walked into
the lobby and from there into the bar/lounge.

  When I took a seat at bar, I crossed my legs making certain to
show off a nice expanse of my bare legs.  I was shocked to
realize that my only emotion was excitement.  There was no fear
or nervousness.  With no panties on, my wetness now coated my
inner thighs near my soaked pussy.  I wondered if the men would
be able to detect the musky aroma of an excited woman.

  I had just begun sipping my drink when a nice-looking man
approached me.  "May I sit down or are you waiting for someone?"

  "No.  Not waiting on anyone.  Sure have a seat," I said with a
smile that I hoped he would take as a subtle invitation.

  He ordered a drink and introduced himself as Cameron.  "Hi,
Cameron.  I'm Susan."

  Looking at my hand wrapped around my glass, he noticed my
rings.  "I see you're married."

  "I am.  I see you are too."

  "Touché.  You're right.  Where's hubby?"

  "Same place you are.  Out-of-town on business."

  He put a hand on my knee.  I didn't pull away.  "You're
incredibly beautiful, you know."

  "Thank you.  I like for men to think so."  His hand moved
higher on my thigh.  I uncrossed my legs, hooked my heels over
the foot rests on the bar stool, and turned to face him.  His
hand moved up my thigh under my skirt.  I smiled.  His hand moved
even higher until it felt the moist flesh of my naked cunt.  His
fingers probed me.

  "I have a room upstairs.  Would you like to join me?"

  "Unless all you want to do is finger fuck me right here," I
hissed as my ass now moved back and forth on his fingers.

  "Can you cum more than once?"

  "Yes," I gasped quietly as his fingers were now rubbing my
clitoris.

  "Then let's do both... make you cum right here and then many
more times upstairs in my room."  His fingers worked faster on my
throbbing clitoris.  Two minutes later, I was shuddering on the
bar stool.  He removed his fingers, licked them, and led me to
the elevators.

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  "Oh god yes.  Fuck me!  Fuck me hard, Cameron.  AAaahhhhhh!"

  "Hot fuck hole.  Love being in you."  His cock rammed into me
again.  My legs flew higher in the air as my ass rose to meet his
cock.

  "Gonna cum again, Stud.  Cunt fuck meeeeeeeee!!"  I howled.

  His dick slammed into me in deep, hard, fast strokes.  I
exploded.  My contracting vagina triggered his orgasm.  His cries
were even louder than mine as he emptied himself into my hot
hole.

  We rested for about a half hour while having a drink.  He told
me how often he was in town and asked if I might be available.

  "In the afternoons, probably.  In the evenings, not likely
unless my husband is out of town."  I wrote down my e-mail
address.  "Send me a message if you're interested," I said with a
smile.  Again, I opened my thighs and sat with my legs wide open.


  "Should I get dressed and give you kiss for a wonderful
afternoon?  Or do you want to fuck me again?"

  "I'd love to fuck you again, Susan, if you don't mind giving me
a little assistance in getting it up."

  "MMmmmm... that sounds like the like of work I love to do."

  It took about 10 minutes of head to get Cameron standing tall
once again.  In fact, he seemed even bigger and harder than the
first time.  When I told him that, he smiled with masculine
pride.  "That's because you're so gorgeous that I was nervous the
first time as I wasn't sure I could please you."

  "And you're sure now?"

  "Seeing that you got off four times before, I pretty sure I can
take care of your needs."

  "Oh fuck yes!  How do you want me?"

  "Doggy on the bed.  Ok?"

  "I love doggy, but in case we get together again, don't ask
me... just tell me how you're going to fuck me."  I could see
Cameron's cock jerking and becoming even harder.

  "Get on the bed, Susan.  Ass up, head down.  I'm going to fuck
your ass first and then your cunt."

  Cameron's seven-inch thick cock stretched my ass wide open, but
he wasn't as big as the guys the previous night so with the KY
jelly he had used, he got into me without a lot of difficulty.  I
was surprised at how quickly and how hard I came with his balls
slapping my clit and his dick fucking my ass.

  "Cunt fucking time, Susan," he announced sending shivers
through me. He pulled his dick out leaving my ass a gaping hole.
"Don't move... be right back."

  Quickly, Cameron stepped into the bathroom, washed his cock,
rubbed some more KY jelly on it, and returned to the bed.  I was
still on my knees with my head on the bed and gaping asshole high
in the air.

  "God, you look sexy, Susan.  Ready?"

  "Cunt fuck me, you hot Stud!  Make me cum again."

  He rammed himself into me, fucked me like a stallion, and got
me off twice before pumping a second cum load into my throbbing
hole.

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  I thought about going home after I left Cameron in his room at
the Hilton, but I decided that I wanted to have a nice dinner
with the remains of Cameron's load slowly seeping out of my
pussy.  The thought that it might make a cum spot on the back of
my dress excited me even more.

  Dinner was excellent, and again I decided not to go home just
yet.  Being out without panties and with my pussy coated with
semen, had me wildly excited.   As I drove through the streets, I
passed a club whose neon sign advertised, "The Hot Spot". 
Naturally, I went inside.

  There was no cover charge for unescorted women, and I hadn't
been inside for more than five minutes before a young guy asked
me to dance.  We did, and for the first dance, he was the perfect
gentleman.  I was disappointed.

  My disappointment vanished during the second dance when his
hands caressed and cupped my ass the entire time.  "How big are
your tits," he asked as he ground his erect cock against my
mound.

  "38DD.  Big enough?"

  "Oh fuck yes!"  One of his hands left my ass and spent the rest
of that dance feeling and stroking my tits.  When the third dance
started, he whispered in my ear, "I want to fuck you."

  "I know you do.  Most guys want to fuck me."

  "And do they succeed?"

  "Some do... some don't."

  "How about me?"

  "If you keep asking me, you probably won't.  If you just take
me somewhere and fuck me, you will."  His cock surged against my
belly.

  "I'm with two friends.  Those two guys at the bar.  I need to
tell them we're leaving first, Ok?"

  "They don't like sex?  Are they gay?"

  "Hell no.  They're far from gay."

  "Good.  Invite them to join us."

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  For an hour, the three men took turns fucking me.  By mutual
agreement, they all used condoms.  At the end of an hour, six
condoms were lying around all full of semen.  I sucked them until
once more they were hard and ready.

  "I want all of you at the same time," I announced.  "You can
decide among yourselves who gets which one of my holes.  But
hurry up.  I want three hard cocks filling me."

  Five minutes later, one cock was rammed up my ass to the balls
as I sat on the guy's lap grinding my ass onto him.  A second
cock was pounding in and out of my pussy while a third dick was
sliding in and out of my mouth.  The guy in my mouth held my knee
spread to give his friends room to double fuck my cunt and ass.

  The guy in my ass came first filling his condom... not
surprising since he had been the first to get into me.  This was
followed a few minutes later by a huge ejaculation inside my
pussy with the cum load filling a second condom.  I was ready to
swallow the third guy's load, but he want to fuck me.

  He slipped a condom over his erection while he waited for me to
get untangled from the other two men.  Putting me on my back, he
nailed his thick, hard cock in and out of my erupting vagina.   I
came twice before he shot off.

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  The party on Wednesday night was a repeat of Monday night's
party.  The same seven men were present, but this time there was
only Brenda and I to take care of those seven randy, hard cocks.
Another difference was this time we used the master bedroom, and
it was same-room sex all night on the king-sized bed and one of
the two couches in the room.

  The men fucked us one at a time, two at a time, and
occasionally three at a time.  Around 3 AM, none of the men could
get another erection.  Three of the men left.  The other four
crashed in the guest bedrooms while Brenda and I shared the
king-sized bed in the master bedroom.

  In the morning around 11 AM, we were all awake, and, of course,
the four men fucked us both again.  While Brenda and I were
having a late brunch, we both totaled up the number of times we
had each been fucked.  It was very difficult to be certain, but
we both estimated that we had each been screwed by all seven men
at least twice each during the night.  Those plus the four times
we had been fucked that morning gave us an estimate of 18 times
for each of us.

  After making the estimate, Brenda looked at the figures and
asked, "Do you think being fucked 18 times in one night by seven
different men qualifies us as sluts?"  That brought a laugh from
both of us.

  I fixed dinner and ate alone that evening.  I thought about
going out to a club again, but I was a little sore and very
tired.  So I went to bed around 10 PM and slept soundly until 9
AM the next morning.
   --------------------------------------------

  Thursday was a repeat of day at the Hilton and "The Hot Spot".
I let one man pick me up at the Hilton lounge again.  He fucked
me twice in his hotel room.  After I left him, I drove over the
Marriott Inn, had several drinks in the bar before the bartender
told that his shift ended at 4 PM.  I followed him to his place,
and he turned out to be a real stud with a big seven-plus inch
dick.  It was just short of eight inches, and he knew what to do
with it.  Before I left, he had screwed me four times.

  Again, I had dinner alone, this time in a Mexican restaurant. 
After that, it was back to "The Hot Spot" where I was taken out
to the parking lot three times by three different guys and got
laid in the back seats of three different cars.  They wanted to
fuck me bareback, but I didn't know ahem so they used condoms
that I supplied.

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

  I spent all day Friday getting ready for a hot date with my
husband.  I did feel a little guilty and I was determined that he
was going to enjoy the hottest evening of sex of our marriage.
Before the night was over, I had sucked Allen off once, and
gotten fucked five more times.

  After the fourth intense fucking, I said, "Damn!  Honey, you're
packing a dangerous weapon in your pants.  You've just about
fucked your wife's ass off.  Wow!  You've made me cum at least 15
times!"

  "I'm not finished with you yet, you hot, delicious slut.  I
have no idea what brought on this change, but I love it... just
fucking LOVE it!  Please tell me it's not a one-time thing."

  Snuggling close, pressing my tits against his arm, while my
hand stroked his semi-hard dick, I whispered, "It's not a
one-time thing, Lover.  While you were gone, I realized how much
pleasure I've been denying both of us.  That's over.  From now
on, when we're in public, I'll be a lady unless you desire
otherwise.  In private, expect to see a hot, slutty, cock-loving
whore."

  That was all it took.  Allen was all over me and in me.  His
cock surged to full erection immediately.  It felt like an iron
bar inside me when he gave me my fifth fucking of the night. 
I've never been fucked any harder by any man.  Allen's cock is
not as big as some, but I came and came and came on it as it
plundered my cheating pussy.
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Time Line: Nine Months After Brenda's Party:

  With Allen at home, the only time I had to play was during the
day when he was at work.  Since the clubs are closed until late
afternoon, and all the business men usually have appointments in
the morning, I quickly found that the only time I had available
when I would be likely to find a sexy guy to take care of my
constantly aroused pussy was in the afternoons.

  The good news was that over the past month, I had found that I
rarely had to sit at the bar in any of the top-of-the-line hotels
for more than five minutes or so before an attractive man would
approach me.  More often than not, I often found a guy already at
the bar when I arrived and would have to do no more than take a
seat next him.  He would offer to buy me a drink, I would accept,
and within ten minutes he would have his hands under my skirt
caressing my naked pussy.  Within twenty minutes or less, his
cock would giving me a string of hot orgasms in his hotel room.

  It was a Wednesday afternoon.  That morning I had kissed Allen
passionately when he getting ready to leave for work.  He
returned my kiss with even more passion.  I knew that we were
both thinking about the hot sex we had had the previous night.

  Allen had tied me to the bed with my legs hoisted up in the air
and wide open.  Once he had me helpless and at his mercy, he
spent 20 minutes working me into an absolute frenzy of lust.  He
sucked on my nipples until they were engorged and felt like they
were about to explode.  Nipple play always has turned me on, and
by the time his lips left my breasts, my ass was grinding and
humping furiously as I begged him to let me cum... to fuck me...
to ravish me... anything... just so I could cum.

  My hot stud just ignored me and began to message my belly and
thighs... almost, but not quite, touching my cunt.  I was
babbling with fuck need.  "Please, you sexy bastard.  Let me cum.
 Now!"

  "And if I don't," he challenged me.

  "Then, I'll beg some more... please, Honey.  Let me cum.  Fuck
me.  I'll be a really hot fuck.  I promise.  Just put it in me...
just a little... please."

  "Want a vibrator on your clit, Honey?"

  "Oh god yes!  Do it!  Put it on my clit... make me cum, and
then stick that magic dick of your into my cunt, Lover.  Please."

  My body shuddered with the memory.  Allen had put a big,
electric vibe on my belly and moved it every where until I was
screaming and pleading with him to put it on my clitoris.  He
did, and I just fucking exploded.  My juices spurted high in the
air... again and again.  God.  I couldn't stop cumming and
squirting.

  When I began to beg him to fuck me, he did that too.  Those
orgasm were even harder and better.  I must have cum 25 times
while he was shooting three big cum loads into me.  What a stud!

  But that was last night... this is the next day, and my hot
stud wouldn't be home for another 10 hours.  The last time I had
gone 10 waking hours without sex was before Allen's four-day
western sales trip some nine months before.  I certainly didn't
expect that this Wednesday would be any exception.

  The Radisson Hotel was up-scale and expensive.  Any man staying
here was either rich or upper level management in a major
corporation.  As usual, the Radisson lounge was dimly lighted for
maximum privacy of its guests.  I had selected an attractive
yellow dress for my trolling uniform of the day.  With its
plunging neckline and hemline six inches above my knees, I
expected to land a big one.

  As soon as I entered the Radisson's lounge, I saw him.  When he
saw me, he smiled as if he had been waiting for me.  "This one is
going to be easy," I thought.  The thought made my pussy pulse. 
Instead of the expected business suit, he was dressed casually,
probably because he had concluded his business for the day and
was looking to relax.  I hoped to stiffen him up again.

  Taking a seat on the bar stool next to him, I smiled warmed and
said, "Hi."

  "Hi, yourself," he replied.  "Meeting someone?"

  "No one in particular.  You?"

  "I'm here on business for a couple of days.  Long ways from
home and don't know anyone... so no, not meeting anyone."

  "Not so.  You know me.  My name's Susan.  And you are?"

  "Steven... most people call me Steve."

  "Ok.  Hi, Steve.  Would you like to meat me?"  I asked with a
grin.  He picked up on the double entendre immediately.

  "Oh yes.  Very much.  But what about your husband?  I see your
rings."

  "What about your wife?  You're wearing rings too."

  "She's not here."

  "Neither is my hubby, Honey.  Neither is my hubby."  I turned
on the bar stool allowing my skirt to slide up to the tops of my
thighs.

  "You're gorgeous.  Incredible!  Is there anything under that
dress except you?"

  "Sorry to disappoint you, Steve, but I'm wearing panties and a
bra."

  He smiled and said, "My loss."

  "Don't get down in the dumps, Honey.  Bras and panties are easy
to take off."

  "Are you a professional?"

  "Nope.  Strictly amateur.  Is that a problem?"

  "Oh hell no!  I can't believe this is happening.  I just landed
a fabulous deal this morning and now this.  Unbelievable... just
fucking unbelievable."  He stared at me again.  I could see his
hard erection.

  "You're hard, aren't you?"

  "Like stone!"

  "Good... So...?"

  "So, I have a room.  Shall we?"

  "I thought you'd never ask, Lover."

  When I slid off the stool, I made certain my skirt rode high on
my thighs.  I also was careful to open my legs as I dismounted. 
Keeping my legs open for a moment, I smiled at Steve, "See.  I'm
wearing panties."

  "Oh god, and they're sexy."  He slipped his arm around my
waist, and we walked hip-to-hip to the elevator.

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  Since Susan never took her eyes off Steven the entire time they
were in the lounge together, she had no chance to see me watching
the events transpire from a dark booth at the rear of the lounge.
 Even if she had looked my way, it is very unlikely she could
have made me.  It was just too dark.  But I could easily see her.
 I even saw her panties when she flashed them at Steve.

  I thought about leaving, but decided instead to relax with a
drink and the evening paper.  I could easily see the elevator so
I would know when Steven had finished fucking my wife.  I was
just curious to find out how long she usually spent with the men
she picked up.

  Steve's cock was undoubtedly hard when he left the lounge with
my wife.  Knowing that he would soon be fucking her, it could
hardly have been otherwise.  But I doubted that it was as hard as
mine.

  When my drink came, I started to read the evening paper, but
quickly lost interest.  Instead, my mind tried to imagine what
was happening up in Steve's room at the moment.  They had been
gone about 15 minutes... he must be getting her out of her dress
by this time... or maybe she was sucking his cock?

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

  As soon as the elevator doors closed, Steve took me in his arms
and kissed me... then he kissed me again.  During the second
kiss, his hand moved under my dress.  He stopped, moved his face
back slightly and asked, "Is this all right?  Or is it too fast?"

  "I have to leave by 4 PM, Honey.  So I can get home before my
husband arrives from work.  The slower you go, the less time
we'll have."

  "I love that answer," he whispered as his lips again pressed
firmly against mine, his tongue probed my mouth while his hand
slipped beneath my panties.  When the elevator doors opened, his
tongue was fucking my mouth and his fingers were fucking my
pussy.  I had sort of hoped that there would be a couple of men
waiting to get on the elevator who would see him finger fucking
me, but no one was waiting.

  Once we were in his room, he said, "I've just got to see those
magnificent tits, Susan.  I've never made it with a woman who had
such a pair.  Take them out."

  "Whatever you say, Darling."  I pulled my dress down over my
boobs exposing my bra with half of my tits bulging out of the
tight harness.  "Like them, Honey?"

  "I know you want the bra off, Steve, but I'll give you choice.
Would you rather see a preview of my ass first with my bra on, or
should I take the bra off first?"

  "Oh god.  What a choice!  I love having choices like that.  I
hope you realize how hard you've got me."

  "Oh I do... and when I'm stripped to your satisfaction, Lover,
I'm going to take it out and suck it all the way down my throat."
 Steve moaned and squeezed his cock through his pants when I said
that.

  "Show me your ass first," he groaned.

  "Love to, Honey.  Some men like fucking my ass as much or even
more than they like fucking my cunt."  He squeezed his cock
harder when I said "cunt".  Turning my back to him, I bent over
at the waist, and slowly... seductively... lowered my dress to
mid-thigh until he was gazing essentially at my naked ass since
my thong covered none of it.

  "Jezz, you're beyond belief gorgeous," Steve gasped, his hand
squeezing his cock harder now.

  "Take your cock out.  I want to see you stroking it while I
strip for you."  Sitting down on the rug, I steepled one knee and
spread my legs wide open giving Steve a great view of my tight
panties that just barely covered my cunt.

  "Get naked, Susan.  I want to see it all."

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  I was almost certain that Steve would have my wife naked by
this time.  I considered it an even-money bet that she now had
his cock in her mouth.  I wondered how big his cock was... six
inches was average.  Susan had told me many times that the thing
most women look for in a man's cock were:  Number 1:  Hardness. 
Number 2:  Girth.  Number 3:  Length.  I had to smile when I
recalled the conversation we had had.

  "Believe me, Honey, if it's hard, really hard, it make any
woman cum easily and probably multiple times.  Girth will really
stretch a woman's pussy and put a lot of friction on her G-spot.
That helps.  But length isn't that important except
psychologically.  It's just like tits, Honey.  It's a woman's
cunt and her enthusiasm for sex that get you off big time.  Her
big tits, if she has them, are only important psychologically. 
It's the same for big dicks."

  I also remembered my response.  "Really?  How do you know so
much about dick size anyway, Susan?"

  "Well, Allen, you know I wasn't a virgin when you met me. 
Right?"

  "Yeah.  Ok.  How many did you have?"

  My wife had just grinned when I asked that question.  "Quite a
few, Honey.  Maybe sometime I'll tell you."

  She never had.  I went back to wondering if Susan was sucking
Steve's cock yet.  Since I knew Steve's room number, I decided to
see what I could hear by listening at their door.  Having checked
it out in advance, I knew that Room 968 was around a corner and
at the end of a short hallway shielded from the rest of the rooms
on the ninth floor.
--------------------------------------------------------------

  When I was finally naked, I sat with my legs wide open giving
Steve a perfect view of my wet cunt.  He had stripped right along
with me and was now naked and jacking off faster as he stared
between my thighs.

  "Don't cum like that, Honey.  Let me suck you off.  After you
empty your balls down my throat, you can make me cum on your
tongue."

  "I want to fuck you," he groaned.

  "I know, and I want that hot dick in my pussy too.  We still
have over two hours for you to fuck me in every position you can
think of, Lover.  Now bring that hot cock over here for me to
suck."

  I knelt on my knees as Steve moved closer.  His cock stood
almost straight up.  Precum was seeping from the open tip.  "Oh
god, that's a beautiful cock, Steve.  Thick and hard.  I love
them hard, and yours is sticking almost straight up it's so
fucking hard!"

  "Suck it, Susan.  Suck it now!"

  "Whatever you say, Lover."  Grasping his shaft at the base, I
ran my tongue over his balls bringing deep grunts of masculine
pleasure from his mouth.  When I took one of his balls into my
mouth and sucked it, his groans grew even louder.

  "Ooohhh Fuck!  That's fantastic, Susan.  I've never... ever...
had a woman suck my balls like that... aahhhhh... god....do it!"

  After thoroughly wetting one of his balls, I switched my
attention to the other one.  Again, my tongue coated it with
saliva as Steve's cock jerked wildly in my hand and his groans
began to change to hot grunts.  When I pushed the ball into my
mouth and closed my lips around it, his grunts became loud enough
to heard out in the hallway.

  As I sucked his balls, my hand was busy on his shaft...
squeezing it... running my fingers over the swollen, purple head,
and scooping up his precum and then licking my fingers.  Finally,
he could take no more.  "Suck my cock now, Susan.  Please!  Suck
it!"

  "You don't have to say please, Lover.  Just tell to suck, and
I'll suck.  I'm going to take you all the way into my throat. 
You can mouth fuck me or just relax and let me do the work.  When
you're ready, shoot it in...  just hold my head in place and
shoot your load into my belly, Lover."

  Steve's groan of male satisfaction filled the room when my
tongue swiped up the length of his turgid, throbbing cock.  I
could even see the head swell larger and its purple color deepen
as more and more blood rushed into his dick... swelling it...
extending it... making it as rigid and hard as a rock.  My pussy
was gushing in anticipation of being penetrated by that gorgeous
shaft.

  I took his organ inside my lips and covered the crown allowing
my tongue to swirl around and around his cock ridge.  More wild
grunts came from lips.  I sucked the head causing his cock to
jerk and throb.

  "Now, you hot, beautiful slut!  Suck it!  Suck all of it!"

  I knew he was close and didn't tease him any longer.  Opening
my mouth and relaxing my throat, I slid down his seven-inch
length keeping my lips locked firmly around his shaft while I
cupped his balls.  The fact that his balls were now drawn up
tightly let me know that one monster cum load was about to shoot
into my mouth.

  Again and again my lips made the trip up and down his pulsing
shaft.  Steve's hips were now thrusting in fuck motions as I
sucked him.

  "OOOHHHHH GAWD... GONNA CUM... SUCK MEEEEEEEEEE!"

  I followed his instructions taking his cock all the way into my
throat.  On each trip down his shaft, my lips locked about the
base and his throbbing rod and sucked hard.  Back and forth...
his body began to shudder... his hips snapped forward.  His hands
gripped the back of my head and held me in place as he drove his
cock all the way down my throat and exploded in a torrent of
sperm-filled semen.  The first cum jet fired straight down my
throat before he pulled his cock out.  Steve shot the next half
dozen spurts straight into my open mouth and all over m face.

  "OH Yeah, Susan!  Take my load!  In your mouth hole... all over
your face... ooohhhh god... shooting it!  I'm shooting it all
over you!"
   --------------------------------------------------------------

  When I turned the corner leading to Room 968, I saw two boys
were already there listening to the action taking place inside
the room.  They looked to be about 16 or 17 years old.  Both of
them were squeezing and stroking their cocks through their pants
as they listened.

  When I approached, their hands flew away from their cocks.  It
was obvious that in just moments, they would be running past me
down the long hallway to the elevators.  Quickly, I raised one
finger to my mouth indicating that they should be quiet.  With
the palm down, I used my other hand to calm them down and let
them know thay they didn't need to run away.  Both of them
grinned and went back to listening.

  "What's happening in there?" I whispered.

  "Oh Man, you won't believe it!  Some guy is about to fuck a
woman.  He's groaning and grunting like crazy.  We just heard him
tell her that she the first woman who's ever sucked his balls! 
Ain't that fantastic!  She's sucking his balls!  I wonder what
that feels like?"

  "From the way he's grunting, it must feel pretty good," I
whispered.  "Just be quiet so that they don't hear us, and we can
probably listen while he fucks her."

  They both nodded their heads enthusiastically as their hands
returned to stroking their hard cocks through their pants.  From
inside the room, we all heard, "Now, you hot, beautiful slut! 
Suck it!  Suck all of it!"

  "Oh fuck! the dark-haired boy moaned.  "She's gonna suck his
cock!"  The masculine grunts that followed made it obvious that
my wife was sucking him.  The timing of Steve's grunts made it
clear that he was grunting every time he thrust his cock deeper
into Susan's mouth and throat.

  "She's sucking him... oh fuck!  Listen to that!  She's sucking
his cock!" the other boy whispered hotly.  Both boys had now
taken their hard cocks out of their pants and were openly jacking
off.

  A moment later, we heard Steve's voice howl, "OOOHHHHH GAWD...
GONNA CUM... SUCK MEEEEEEEEEE!"

  Bending closer to the two boys, I whispered, "He's cumming now.
 He's shooting off in her mouth... straight down her throat."

  That was too much for the dark-haired guy.  His load shot out
in a series of hard spurts that hit the door and ran down to form
a river of semen that eventually reached the floor.

  A moment later, we heard Steve's voice gasping, " OH Yeah,
Susan!  Take my load!  In your mouth hole... all over your
face... ooohhhh god... shooting it!  I'm shooting it all over
you!"

  That did the second boy in.  His load arched high in the air
hitting the door several feet above his friend's load.  He fired
at least six thick streams of cum over the door before his balls
were empty.

  If I had thought that the boys would leave after shooting off,
I was badly mistaken.  The dark-haired guy was already hard again
and jacking off.

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  "Oh fuck!  Lick my clit, Honey.  AAaahhhhhhh... yes... yes...
Like that!  Like that!  Spread my pussy, Baby.  Get my clit out
of its hood and suck meeeeeeeeee!  Oh fuck!  OH Fuck!  OH FUCK!!"
 SUCK MEEEEEEE!!"

  Steve locked his lips around my clit and sucked hard.  My
entire body shuddered as it thrust out of its hood and expanded
like a swollen, ripe grape.  His tongue circled it.  I wailed
with the intensity of the sensation.  When the hot stud again
started sliding his tongue up and down its side and then over the
tip, I lost it.

  "OOOHHHHH GAWD DAMN!  I'M CUMMINGGG.... I'M CUMMING! 
AAAHHHH!!"

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  Both boys were again jacking off.  I wanted to but didn't have
the nerve to do it.  The blonde-headed guy turned to me, "What's
he doing to her that she's screaming like that?"

  "He's sucking her pussy... actually, he's sucking and licking
her clitoris."

  "Yuk!  That sounds gross," he replied making a face.

  "It may sound like that, but it isn't.  And you need to learn
how to do it if you want girls to spread their legs for you. 
Listen to her.  Doesn't it sound like she loves it?"

  "Oh hell yeah.  Do girls always scream like that when you suck
their pussies?"

  "Usually.  If you do it right.  Right at the top of a girl's
slit there's a small knob of flesh that looks like a very, very
small penis.  It's called the clitoris or clit, for short.  When
you get the chance, gently pull the girl's pussy lips open and
use your tongue lightly on her clit.  Just lick up and down the
sides and then over the top.  Keep doing it for 10 minutes or so
or until she cums.  Once you've made her cum on your tongue, just
watch how fast her legs will spread for you."

  "Is the woman in there going to spread her legs now?"

  "Oh hell yes.  Just listen."

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  Steve hardly gave me any time at all to recover after getting
me off twice on his tongue and lips.  My vagina was still
throbbing when he put me on the edge of the bed on my back.

  "Time to fuck, Susan.  I can't wait to sink my cock into your
hot cunt."

  Jerking my legs up and back, I arched my hips at him,
presenting my cunt in perfect fucking position.  "Stick it in,
Honey.  Fuck that big, gorgeous cock up my hot cunt, Lover."

  Steve moved up to the side of the bed, fisted his shaft, and
aligned the head with the soaked and gaping opening to my pussy.
He pressed forward.  I shivered with delight when the big head
spread my lips apart and sank into me.

  "Oh god... you're in me, Steve.  Your big cock is in
meeeeeeeee!"  I wailed.

  "Just the head, Honey.  Just the head.  Want the rest?"

  I was already thrusting my hips frantically trying to get the
rest of his dick up my cunt.  He hardly needed my answer, but I
knew he wanted to hear it anyway. "Oh fuck yes!  Give it to me! 
All of it!  Ram that big cock up and cunt and fuck me, Stud!"

  Steve's hips surged forward driving all seven inches of cock up
my waiting cunt.  The head thudded into bottom of my vagina
jarring me backwards on the bed and causing my tits to fly
upward.  He started fucking me with hard, fast, deep strokes as
my tits bounced back and forth.

  "UUNNGGHH!  Yes!  YES!  Fuck me, Steve.  Stick that gorgeous
cock up my cunt, Lover.  AAAAHHHHHHHH.... OOoohhhh...  MMmmmm...
fuck it... fuck it ... fuck it, Stud.  Fuck me hard."

  Steve leaned over me driving his cock into the bottom of my
pussy.  Every time it hit bottom, he held it place and worked his
pubic bone over my clitoris.  When he released the pressure for
his next stroke, it expanded and pulsed.  I couldn't stop
moaning.

  "OOoohhh... OOoohhh... OOoohh... OOoohh god... fuck me, Steve.
FUCK ME!"

  Abruptly, he placed my ankles up on one of his shoulders and
crossed them causing my thighs to press together.   His rock-hard
cock drove into my cunt.  With my legs crossed, the friction on
my G-spot was intense.  Every stroke caused my vagina to contact
in a hard spasm.  I was cumming... oh god... I was cumming on
every thrust... over and over.

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  "She's cumming, isn't she?" the dark-haired boy asked as his
dick pulsed and jerked in his hand.  They both had stoppped
masturbating several times to keep from cumming before they were
ready.

  "Oh yeah.  She's already cum several times.

  "Boy, I wish I could fuck her.  Do you know who she is?"

  "Yeah.  Her name's Susan."

  "Oh yeah.  I heard the guy call her that.  Have you ever fucked
her?"

  "Yeah.  I have."

  "Are they finished?"

  "No.  They'll rest awhile so the guy can recover.  Then he'll
fuck her again."

  The light-haired guy spoke up.  "How many more times to you
think he'll fuck her?"

  "One or two.  He's already shot off twice.  He can probably
manage at least one more or maybe two."

  It was another ten minutes before we heard any more sounds from
inside the room.

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  It took me about ten minutes of licking and sucking Steve's
cock to get him hard and ready again.  He was really hard...
almost as hard as he had been when I first sucked him.  "How do
you want me this time, Lover?"

  "Ride my cock, Susan.  Stick those big knockers in my mouth so
I can suck your nipples while you pump your pussy on my dick."

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  "She's riding it?  Does that mean she's on top of him," the boy
asked me.

  "Yes.  And you heard him ask her to put her tits in his
mouth... that means she's riding him with her tits in his face. 
That's called 'cowgirl' style.  If she rides his cock with her
back toward his chest, that's reverse cowgirl."

  "Oh shit.  I can hear the springs squeaking.  He's fucking her
again!"  Both boys were again frantically jacking off.

  "More accurately, she fucking him.  She's on top controlling
the action."

  "I'd rather be on top ramming it into her."

  "Me too," I agreed, "but having her top is fun too.  A woman's
tits really bounce when she fucks on top."

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  "Oh yeah, Baby!  Pump that hot ass on my cock.  Ride it, Susan!
 Ride it hard!"

  "Ooohhhh fuck, Steve... I'm cumming again... aaahhhh... Oh
god... what a cock.  I love it!"

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  "I can't hold it any longer," the dark-haired buy gasped as his
cock jerked several times in his hand and shot three more streams
of semen against the hotel room door.

  His friend was pumping his cock more slowly and was still
hanging on.  But he almost lost it when he heard my wife yell,
"Put me on my back, Steve.  Do it to me side-saddle.  Hurry.  I'm
about to get off again.  I want your big dick in me when I do."

  "This the way you want, Susan?"

  "Oh fuck yes!  Now lift my leg and stick your cock back in my
cunt, Lover.... AAAaaaahhhh... YES!  Like that... god... Now fuck
the shit out of me and make me cum!"

  "I'm gonna cum with you this time.  Can't hold it any longer."

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  The blonde guy couldn't hold it any longer when he heard my
wife cumming again.  "I'm gonna shoot off," he cried.  A few
strokes later, the cum load shot out in three thick jets... once
again coating the door.

  "I think the action's essentially over.  We'd better go," I
advised.  Both boys nodded, stuffed their cocks back inside their
pants, and we made our exit.

  Just before I turned the corner, I looked back at the hotel
door where four huge loads of teen-age boy cum covered its face.
"I bet there's more cum on that door than there is inside my
wife's cunt," I thought with a smile.

  Again, I sat in the lounge watching the elevators.  I wasn't
surprised when Susan appeared in about ten minutes, again clothed
in her sexy yellow dress.  It was only 3:00 PM.  She still had at
least an hour and a half before she had to be home.  I wondered
if she would stop off by one of the clubs.

  I was two cars behind Susan when she pulled out of the Radisson
parking lot.  I stayed at that distance until I saw her car
pulling into the parking lot of "The Hot Spot".  I wasn't that
surprised as I had seen her come to this club several times over
the past few months.

  Getting out of her car, I could see her ass swinging as she
entered the club.  It was almost certain that she would see me if
I entered, so I just waited in the car.  I didn't have to wait
long.  Around 3:25, she came out holding onto the arm of a guy
wearing a hard hat who had obviously stopped by for a beer before
heading home.  I watched as he led her to his large pickup with
his hand under her dress and on her ass.  I was certain that he
was surprised by his good luck.

  At 3:35, the pickup began to bounce on its springs and
occasionally move from side to side.  I didn't need audio or
video to figure out that he was now fucking my wife.  Since I
didn't see her legs up in the air, I figured she was getting it
doggy.

  At 3:55, the pickup stopped bouncing.  I waited for my wife to
get out and head back to her car.  At 4:10, they were both still
inside the guy's pickup.  I took out my cock and began to slowly
stroke it as I tried to imagine what might be happening.

  At 4:15, I didn't have to imagine any longer.  Through the side
window, I saw my wife's calves and high heels rise into the air.
A moment later, her heels moved further apart as she spread her
legs.  At 4:19, the pickup began bouncing and rocking again.  At
the same time, I could see her heels jerking back and forth.  At
4:25, her legs spread as far as the confined space of the pickup
would allow.  At 4:30, her heels began jerking back and forth at
a much increased pace.  A minute later, they were flailing the
air in near random, chaotic fashion.  I was jacking off much
faster now.

  Then, suddenly, I saw the guy's back as he rose up between my
wife's legs.  A moment later, her legs were pressed backwards and
disappeared from sight completely.  Now, the pickup began
bouncing and rocking with a greatly increased frequency and
amplitude that matched perfectly the rise and fall of the guy's
back as he plunged his cock in and out of her cunt like a wild
bull.

  Quickly, I rolled down the window of my car.  I heard my wife's
high-pitched cries of pleasure as soon as the window was down. 
The pickup was rocking on its springs rapidly now.  I think the
guy in the pickup and I shot off about the same time.  The big
difference, of course, was that my load spewed into my
handkerchief and all over my pants while his shot into my wife's
hot cunt.

  About five minutes later, Susan exited the pickup, returned to
her car, and headed home.  I knew I needed to give her time to
clean up and get dinner started, so I just relaxed and thought
back three months to when this all started.

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

Time Line: Six Months After Brenda's Party:

  For six months after I had returned from that four-day sales
trips to my western sales area, Susan and I were having sex one
or two times a day, every day.  If I was gone for more than a
day, when I came home, it was an all night affair in which we
would fuck until it was just impossible for me to get it up
again.  It wasn't uncommon for me to fuck Susan five or even six
times during such an evening.  I was absolutely amazed at my good
fortune in having a wife like Susan.  I loved it... just fucking
loved it, and I loved her more than I could possibly express.

  Every time I had lunch with some of my friends or business
associates and the subject turned to sex, as it often did, it
seemed to me that virtually everyone of them had complaints about
the low sex drive of their wife.  Anyone getting laid three times
a week was the wild exception.  Most of them confided that their
average was once or twice a week, and it wasn't that good when
they did get laid.

  At these luncheons, I always just listened in amazement.  When
someone asked how my sex life was, I just said about like all the
rest of you... some good... mostly not so good.  When I said
something like that, everyone around the table just nodded in
sympathetic agreement.  They fully understood because that was
what sex was like in their homes.

  I still had no idea what had brought about the abrupt change in
Susan, but I had no intention of looking a gift horse in the
mouth, so to speak.  I was just elated to have her.  As an added
bonus, my work and productivity improved greatly.  How could it
be otherwise.  I was happy and enthusiastic all the time.  With
my increased productivity, our income rose higher and higher.  It
appeared likely that it would soon exceed $175,000 per year.

  Two or three times a week, I would either send flowers to Susan
with a card telling her how much I loved her, or I would bring
home a gift that I knew she would like, such as gold earrings, a
gift certificate at an exclusive women's boutique, or tickets to
a play she wanted to see.  Once I brought home tickets for a
cruise to the French Riviera in the spring.  The best part was
that she often brought home gifts that she knew I would love,
such as a new outfit from Victoria's Secret that had me hard as
stone as soon as I saw her wearing it.

  It was the first week of the seventh month of Susan's
transformation, as I had come to think of it, when I had made a
luncheon date at the Hilton with Jason Lombard, a very large
client of mine.  We had spent the previous day in negotiations
over the terms of renewal contract, had come to an agreement, and
I had invited him to lunch to celebrate and to show my
appreciation for his continued business.

  Jason was a self-made, handsome man, about 38 or 39.  He was
not only an astute business man, he was also creative and clever.
 I always enjoyed my time with Jason, so I was somewhat
disappointed when he informed me almost as soon as we had placed
our lunch orders that he would have to cut the luncheon short.

  "Important business?" I asked.

  "Hardly.  What business would be more important than enjoying a
luncheon with the chief sales officer of the company who has been
so helpful to me in growing my company and other enterprises. 
No, Allen, it has nothing to do with business.  The truth is that
I have a date with the most exotic, sensuous, and gorgeous woman
I've ever met.  Of course, this is confidential.  I most
certainly would not want this information to get back to my
wife."

  "You know me better than that, Jason.  I never, ever talk out
of school, so to speak."

  "I know.  I was just teasing you.  I'm sorry.  That really was
uncalled for."

  "Now you have my curiosity piqued.  Is she an expensive call
girl?"

  "Oh hell no.  She's ten times better than any hooker, expensive
or not, that I've ever been with.  She's married, she loves her
husband, and she says he's a fantastic husband and lover. She
told me that she would die if she lost him.  So she's extremely
discreet.  I don't even know her last name, her address, her
phone number or anything else.  All I have is an e-mail address
that I can use to let her know when I'll be in town.  If she's
free, she sends me a message, a place, and a time.  I get a room
at that hotel, meet her, and we have three hours of the most
incredibly erotic and sensuous sex I've ever had in my life.  No
charge, no strings, no tips, she won't accept gifts... nothing
but hot, sensuous, incredible sex."

  "That's weird... really weird," I replied.

  "I know, but that's the way she wants it."

  "If she's loves her husband so much, why is she cheating on
him?"

  "I asked her that.  She told me that even though her husband
fucks her once or twice a day and is an awesome lover, she needs
more sex than any one man can give her.  Anyway, let's enjoy our
lunch.  I have to leave so I can be in the Hilton lobby by 1:25
PM."

  "You're meeting her here?"

  "Yeah. It was a fortunate coincidence that she picked the
Hilton this time or I would have had to cancel our lunch
completely."

  Lunch was great, as it always is at the Hilton, and I also
enjoyed our conversation, but true to his word, at 1:20 PM, Jason
said, "Thanks for the great lunch.  I'm sorry to have to run, but
I just can't pass up an afternoon with Susan.  I'll make it up to
you next time I'm in town.  It will be my treat then."   We shook
hands, and then Jason exited the lounge quickly.

  I couldn't take my eyes off of him as he hurried to the
lobby... to meet Susan.  Susan.  Susan.  Susan.  The name kept
reverberating in my head.  Loves her husband who fucks her once
or twice everyday and is great in bed.  "Is it possible that
Jason is about to fuck my wife?" I thought.  I was stunned, but
the erotic picture of Jason ramming his cock up my wife's cunt
had me hard.

  Quickly, I approached our waiter, handed him my credit with
instructions to add 20% to the tab for his tip, and told him I
would be back later to retrieve my card.  He nodded and told me
that he would take care of it and leave my card with the manager.

  When I entered the lobby, it only took me a moment to locate
Jason.  He was sitting in the lounge chair closest to the
elevators.  Of course he was.  The logic was obvious.  Susan
didn't want anyone to see her with Jason.  She would simply go
the elevator, enter by herself, and then Jason would wait a
moment and follow as if he were just another guest hurrying to
catch the elevator.  If anyone else was on the elevator, he would
press the button for the appropriate floor, and when the doors
opened, Susan would leave first and he would follow without
acknowledging her presence.  She would follow him to the room,
the door would close behind them, and they would fuck for the
next three hours or so.  Later, they would leave separately.  All
I had to do was wait.

  By my watch, it was precisely 1:32 PM when a drop-dead,
gorgeous brunette entered the Hilton lobby.  She was wearing an
expensive, off-the-shoulder dress whose hemline was four inches
above her knees.  The dress covered most of her breasts but could
not conceal their size and voluptuousness.  The dress was
elegant, chic, and sexy, but not slutty.  My wife look
fantastically gorgeous.

  She never even glanced at Jason when she walked to the
elevator.  Jason remained seated.  When he elevator doors opened,
Susan entered.  When she was inside, Jason rose quickly and
entered the elevator just before the doors closed.  They were the
only persons inside.  Just before the doors closed, for just a
brief moment, I saw her lift her dress and show him her sexy ass.


  I had no doubt that when the doors closed, Jason's hands were
all over my wife and their lips were crushed together.  My cock
was hard again.  Nevertheless, I was enormously upset.  Why
couldn't she just tell me?  Why did she feel she had to cheat?

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

  Susan was waiting for me when I got home.  Dinner was on the
stove, and she was wearing a pair of short shorts, brief halter,
and heels.  She looked far sexier than she had when she entered
the Hilton lobby.

  She kissed me as soon as I entered the kitchen, making certain
to press her huge tits into my chest.  Before the kiss ended she
was stroking my cock, and I was hard as iron.

  "MMmmmm... I hope it's thought of me that has you hard, Lover,"
she hissed in my ear.  "Oh fuck.  You're hard as iron.  I want
this.  Now.  In me!  I'll put dinner on warm."

  I followed her into the kitchen and waited while she turned
down the oven, put the salad in the fridge, and covered the
vegetables.  When she finished, she unzipped her shorts and
kicked them off.  She wore no panties.  Bending over the kitchen
cabinet, she pulled her ass cheeks open and hissed, "I can't
wait.  Fuck me now.  Either hole.  Then take me to the bedroom
and screw me again, Stud.  Please.  Stick that awesome cock in
me!"

  I fucked her cunt and then switched to her ass before I shot
off.  She came four or five times.

  After I had carried her to the bedroom, she sucked my cock
until I was hard again and rode me cowgirl until I shot off
inside her pussy this time.  Susan had had at least three orgasms
before we finished.  Later, when we turned in the night, we
fucked again... this time in missionary position with me giving
it to her like a jack hammer.  The harder I screwed her, the
louder her howls became.

  Before falling asleep that night, I knew I had the most awesome
wife on the planet, even if she did fuck other men.  The only
question in my mind was what to do.

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

  The next day at work, I had made a list of possible actions.  I
didn't even consider putting divorce on my list.  Only an idiot
would give up a wife like Susan.  My list included:

(1)  Tell her I knew she was seeing other men, and it was fine
with me, but I didn't want to know about it.

(2)  Tell her I knew she was seeing other men and ask her to
share the details with me so I could enjoy it with her or maybe
even participate.

(3)  Pretend I didn't know anything and just let things continue
as they had been going, which was certainly great.

(4)  Try to have sex with Susan enough so that she would not feel
the need for even more sex with other men.

  After making the list, I considered each possible alternative.
Number (4) was clearly impossible.  I couldn't possibly fuck my
wife more than I was already doing.  I might manage it for a week
or two, but after that, I would be a basket case.  The problem
was that no one man can have and enjoy as much sex as a sensuous
woman.  Besides that obvious point, I knew I was excited by the
fact that other men were fucking my wife.  I was bothered by the
fact that the whole thing excited me, but I couldn't deny its
truth.

  Choice (3) was tempting, but I would never have any pleasure
from her erotic activities, and I really wanted to be some part
of them.  That left only Choices (1) and (2).

  I eliminated Choice (1) because it was simply dishonest.  I did
want to know about the sexy details.  After all, I had gotten
hard just from watching Susan get on the elevator with Jason.

  Now, I was down to Choice (2), but I was really worried about
that choice.  What if my telling Susan that I knew she was
cheating on me embarrassed and humiliated her so much that she
ended up hating herself and because of that our sex life
collapsed.  The mere thought that such a thing might happen sent
shivers of fear down my spine.

  An even worse scenario resulting from Choice (2) would be that
my wife would be so  humiliated and ashamed that she could no
longer bare to even be around me, but her desire for sex remained
as strong as ever.  That would inevitably cause her to divorce me
so she could see other men without so much guilt.  When that
thought occurred to me, I broke out in a sweat, even though I
knew that the possibly of such a thing happening was low.  There
had to be a better choice.  Until I thought of it, I decided to
adopt Choice (3) as a temporary solution.

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

  For the next three weeks, I skipped lunch and spied on my wife
to find out how often she was seeing other men.  It was
essentially every day.  I got hard again when I realized that. 
After a couple of weeks, I had figured out that her routine was
to alternate between the Hilton, the Marriott Inn, the Radisson,
the Anatole, and the Embassy Suites lounges.  She would dress
attractively with just a touch of slutty, go to the lounge, and
have a drink at the bar with a lot of leg showing.  She never had
to wait more than ten minutes before being approached.

  If her date at one of the hotels ended earlier than expected,
she would stop off at a club.  Those adventures usually led to
some quick sex in the parking lot or in a private room inside the
club.  On one occasion, I struck up a conversation with a guy who
had just fucked Susan in one of the back rooms of the club and
asked him about her.

  "She said her name is Susan, but I never saw her before."

  "Is she a hooker?  Expensive?"  I asked.

  "Hell no!  She doesn't want money.  She just likes sex, and
man, I can tell you, she's blazing hot.  Probably the best I've
ever had.  Only bad thing was that she insisted on a condom."

  "You get her number?  Address?"

  "Nope.  I asked, but she refused.  Probably because she's
married.  If you do see her, try your luck, Man.  She's the best.
 Take my word for it."

  He got no argument from me on that point.

  For the following month, I just enjoyed the fantastically
erotic and hot sex at home with the added stimulation of forming
mental images of other men fucking my wife.  As a result, the
frequency and intensity of our sex life increased still further.
Susan even commented on it a couple of times after a particularly
wild and hot session.

  "Oh Honey!  That was amazing!  Wow!  I can't believe it.  I
felt like I was being fucked by two randy studs who had been in
prison for a couple of years.  I must have had a dozen orgasms...
maybe more.  What turned you on so much?  You put three monster
loads into me.  I'm not complaining... no way!  I'm just
curious."

  "Well, to tell the truth, I saw this drop-dead gorgeous,
incredibly hot-looking, sexy woman today.  She just oozed sex
from every pore.  I could even smell the musky aroma of her cunt
when I was near her.   She hadn't done anything, but she had me
so fucking hard it hurt."

  My wife's face showed concern and worry, when she asked, "Who
was she?  Did you hit on her?"

  "Oh hell yes!  I did a lot more than just hit on her.  I fucked
the shit out of her.  She had more than a dozen orgasms.  She's
was even hotter in bed than she looked.  By the way, her name's
Susan.  She's my wife.  Every man I know hates me."

  My wife's expression changed instantly to one of pride and
pleasure.  A moment later, she had my cock in her mouth sucking
me.  I didn't think there was a chance in hell that she could get
me hard again after the two-hour sex session we had just had, but
I was wrong.  Later, as she rode my cock like a wild woman, she
alternated between cumming and telling me how much she loved me
and how lucky she was to have a man like me as her husband.

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

  Three months had passed since I had found out that my wife's
sex drive was so great that she had to see other men.  I was
loving every moment, but I really wished I could somehow
participate in her outside sexual activities.

  I had just succeeded in landing a huge contract for our company
with Steven Hawkins.  It was a major coup for us and for Hawkins
as I was able to give him a better price and more rapid delivery
than his previous supplier.  Of course, it also meant a huge
commission for me.

  After signing the contracts, we were having a drink and
chatting.  "How long will you be in town?" I asked.

  "One or two more days," Steve replied.

  "More business?  Anything I can help you with?"

  "No.  Don't think so.  Frankly, I'm staying over because I'd
like to spend an evening with a hot escort.  Sex at home is Ok,
but not great, as you probably know since you're also married."

  "Are the escorts here good?  I've never tried them.  Too risky
with my wife around, you know."

  "I know what you mean.  They're good... really good, but
they're expensive.  An evening with one, counting dinner, the
escorts fee, and her tip usually runs $2,500, but they're good in
bed so it's worth the cost."

  "You know, Steve, I really appreciate your business.  Perhaps I
can help you out.  No guarantees, but there's an excellence
chance that I can.  And if it doesn't work out, you can always
call the escort service.  Are you interested?"

  "Do bears live in the forest?  Of course, I'm interested. 
What's on your mind?"

  "Well, I know a woman who loves sex... she's essentially a
nymphomaniac.  She is drop dead gorgeous, married, and loves her
husband, but he can't give her enough.    Consequently, she's
very discrete.  I only know her by the name Susan.  Roughly three
times a week, she will go to the Radisson lounge, sit at the bar
with a lot of leg showing, and wait until a man she likes hits on
her.  After that, she goes to your room and fucks your brains out
for the rest of the afternoon until she has to get home before
hubby returns from work.  She won't take money, gifts, or tips,
and she won't make dates for future meetings.

  "She sounds like a wet dream... almost too good to be true. 
So, how do I arrange to meet her?"

  "You can't.  You just have to take your chances.  Check out of
your current hotel and get a room at the Radisson.  Be in the
lounge between 1:00 and 2:00 PM.  If she comes in, you'll
recognize her immediately... fantastically beautiful brunette,
38DD tits, fabulous figure and legs, dressed hot, sitting at the
bar with her legs crossed showing a lot of leg.  Just approach
her, tell her how beautiful she is, and ask her if you can join
her.  If she likes you, you'll be fucking her in your room in
about 15 minutes or less."

  "How do you know she'll show up?"

  "I don't.  You've got maybe a 50% chance.  If she's not there
by 2:00 PM, she's not coming and you have to fall back on an
escort service.  But what do you have to lose?  Other than the
trouble of changing hotels this morning, there's no risk.  If she
shows and you connect with her, you save $2,500 and have the
greatest sex you can imagine.  If it doesn't work out, you call
an escort service."

  "Ok.  You've convinced me."

  "This is just between you and me, Ok?  Not a word to anyone,
not even your other friends.  If Susan ever finds  out that I set
this up, I'll never score with her again.  And I would hate
that."

  "Fair enough.  You have my word... complete secrecy."

  "I suggest you call the Radisson right now and make a
reservation for a room.  You really don't want to take a chance
on missing out on Susan because you can't get a room there."

  Steve nodded, picked up my phone, and made the reservation. 
When he hung up, he smiled at me and said, "Got it!  Room 968.  I
hope to hell she shows up."

  So did I, but I didn't say that.  All I did was smile and nod.

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

Time Line: Nine Months After Brenda's Party-Parking Lot at The
Hot Spot:

  After giving Susan time to get home, clean up, and start
dinner, I left the "The Hot Spot" and headed home.  As I
expected, sex that night was fiery hot and sensuous.  I fucked
Susan three times and lost count of the number of times she
climaxed.

  The next day at work, I got a phone call from Steven.  He was
ecstatic.

  "Man, you just weren't kidding when you said Susan was the
hottest and most beautiful woman on the planet.  She fucked my
brains out for nearly two hours.  I came five times in just two
hours with her.  It was hard to believe.  And like you said, no
charge, no money at all, not even a tip.  And all she would give
me was her first name, Susan."

  "Great.  I'm glad it worked out.  Sometimes it doesn't.  You
never can tell when she will show and when she won't."

  "Listen, Allen, I have three reasons for brothering you at
work.  The first is to thank you for giving me a chance to meet
Susan.   The second is to assure you that I'll never mention this
to anyone... ever.  The third is to let you know that I won't
forget a favor like this.  I know a lot people who could use your
services.  I'm going to be speaking with them about you and your
firm.  I think you can expect some new profitable contacts."

  "That's fantastic, Steve.  I really appreciate it."

  "My pleasure, Allen.  My pleasure."

   In the month following Steve's phone call, I found my sales
and income increasing dramatically.  During that month, I set up
three more of my clients and potential clients with the
opportunity to meet Susan and enjoy an afternoon in bed with her.
 The following month, I arranged for three more out-of-town CEO's
to meet her.  Since I knew her schedule and was very careful to
choose only men I knew would be attractive to Susan, everyone of
my clients except one scored with her.  The one failure was due
to her period coming several days ahead of schedule.

  I had hoped to eventually reach the $175,000 mark.  Instead, it
was obvious that my income for the year would easily reach
$250,000 with expectations of going even higher.  After three
months of setting up meetings with my wife,  the corporation's
CEO called me to his office to offer me the Vice-Presidency of
Sales and Marketing.

  Some of my success was due to my hard work, people skills, and
aggressive sales and marketing strategies, but I knew very well
that a large portion was due to my wife's fantastic bedroom
performances.

   I now had a part in Susan's extramarital activities that was
exciting and lucrative, I would have liked to enjoy more, but I
was still afraid to push things further for fear of doing damage,
perhaps severe, to our fantastic sex life.  Consequently, I
decided to adopt Choice (3) on a permanent basis and do no more
than I already had.  After all, I already had it much, much
better than 98% or more of the male population.

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

Time Line: One Year After Brenda's Party-The Plumber:

  For the next couple of months, things moved forward with
essentially no change.  I continued to direct three or four
clients or potential clients each month to my wife, and our sex
life continued to be blazingly hot, kinky, and enormously
satisfying.  I loved it.

  However, at this point, fate stepped forward to make a dramatic
change in our lives.  The drain line from our kitchen became
plugged so badly that all the usual home remedies failed.  I
visited a local service and made arrangements for the plumber to
come to our home and clean out the line.  There was a one-day
wait, but he assured me that he would be at our home at 11 AM on
Tuesday morning.  The price was reasonable so I made the
arrangements.

  On Monday afternoon, the CEO asked me to make a one-day,
out-of-town trip to make the final changes to a very large
contract that I had engineered the previous month.  Naturally, I
agreed.  That night, during dinner and before we got involved in
some erotic sexual role playing, I told Susan that I would be
gone all day Tuesday as well as Tuesday evening.  My return
flight was scheduled for Wednesday morning, and consequently, I
would be home by that afternoon.  I also reminded her that the
plumber would be coming Tuesday morning at 11 AM.  She told me
not to worry, have a great trip, and hurry home to take care of
her needy pussy.

  Sex that night was intense since I was going to gone for an
entire day.  By Tuesday morning, I had fucked my luscious wife
four times using all of her holes in the process.  When I left
the house that morning, she gave me several hot, passionate, deep
kisses.

  "I love you, Allen," she whispered between kisses.  Come home
safely.  I'll be waiting just the way you like me."

  When I backed my car onto the street, I had a raging erection.

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  As soon as Allen's car had backed out of our driveway on his
way to the airport for his overnight trip, I started making
plans.  Since I had gone to the Anatole the previous afternoon,
the Embassy Suites were next on my regular rotation.  My pussy
tingled at the thought.  There were always one or two conventions
going on there, and almost every guy was hoping to get laid while
they were away from home.  Of course, most of them would use an
escort service for the purpose but some guy or guys were going to
get really lucky this afternoon.

  As I had already made my plans for the afternoon, I was
thinking mainly about tonight.  Until Allen had informed me that
he had to be out of town tonight, I had assumed that my number
one stud would be taking care of my hot pussy in the evening. 
But with him gone, I needed some substitute cock or cocks to do
the job.  Maybe I could meet a group of guys at the Embassy
Suites and arrange to party with them all night long.  God... my
pussy was doing more than just tingling at that thought.

  In preparation, I spent over an hour thoroughly cleaning and
lubricating my colon, shaving my legs and then my pussy, and
finally showering.  Afterwards, I soaked in the hot tub for
another 30 minutes.  After toweling off, I rubbed a scented body
lotion over ever inch of my body and perfumed all the right
places.  Finally, I did my make up and put my hair up in a sexy
upsweep.  Checking my reflection in the mirror, I thought I had
an excellent chance of attracting a group of hot, young studs for
the night.

  Back in my bedroom, I selected a gorgeous red dress with a
deep, plunging neckline, but with a hem that was only two inches
above my knees.  It was exactly the right touch of sexiness and
beauty without being slutty.  I also took out a black teddy that
didn't cover my breasts, but just supported them and pushed them
up and out.  The teddy was crotchless.  I debated about whether
to go the Embassy suites with my pussy naked or to wear a hot,
black thong.  In the end, I opted for the thong.  I also picked
out a pair of dark, thigh-high stockings with black tops and pair
of four-inch stiletto heels.

  It 10:45 AM by the time I was fully dressed and ready to head
out for lunch and then the Embassy Suites and all those randy,
horny guys.  Ten minutes later, before I could leave, the front
doorbell rang.  Looking through the small window in the top of
the door, I saw a sexy, young stud standing there in working
clothes.  Suddenly, I realized that I had completely forgotten
about the plumber who was coming to unstop the drains to our
kitchen sink and dishwasher.

  "Shit," I said aloud, but quietly, "I hope he doesn't take too
long."  I opened the door and said, "You must be the .... the ...
eh... the plumber," I finally managed to get out.

  "Yes, Mam.  Your husband said he had to be at work, but you
would be here.  He said your kitchen drains are badly plugged up
and needed service.   And I'm here to provide whatever service
you need."

  The guy was smiling at me with more than just mild interest.  I
could tell he really liked the way I looked.  I was pretty
certain that the double meaning of his offer to provide whatever
service I needed was not lost on him.

  He was about 26 or so with a body that made it obvious that he
made frequent trips to the weight room in the gym.  He was
handsome in the rugged, virile sort of way that always made my
pussy cream.  His bald head added even more sensuality and
virility to his appearance.  Finally, the very large bulge in his
jeans suggested a large, powerful cock.  God!  The man oozed sex
appeal.  My pussy was already getting wet.  Finally, I managed to
find my voice again.

    That’s right.  I’m glad your here, as I do need a lot of
service... I mean the drains in my kitchen need a lot.  They’re
hopelessly stopped up.  Come on in."

  He grinned as his eyes took in my face and then roamed up and
down my body checking out my big tits, small waist, thrusting
ass, my stocking-encased legs, and my CFM heels.  I could see his
bulge increasing in size as his cock began to harden.

  "Thank you, Mam," he replied as his hefted his large bag of
tools as if it weighed no more than a few pounds.  His biceps
bulged as he easily lifted the large weight.  I pointed the way
to the kitchen and followed him to give me chance to check out
his ass.  God.  It was as sexy as the rest of him.  Hard and
tight, I could just imagine how powerful his thrusts would be
when he was fucking a woman.

  I showed him into the kitchen and watched as he laid out his
tools.  Just watching his beautifully muscled and toned body move
had my pussy slowly throbbing.  "Would it bother you if I watch,"
I asked hopefully.

  "No, Mam.  Not at all.  I always enjoy having a beautiful woman
around.  My name’s Kyle."

  "Hi, Kyle.  I’m Susan.  Can we forget the ‘Mam’ stuff? 
Please?"

  "No problem, Susan."

  "My husband says the pipes are really stopped up badly.  Do you
think you can fix them?"

  He flashed me a hot smile as he said, "Susan, I’ve got the
tools needed to thoroughly probe any pipe.  I’ll take care of
every thing.  Promise."

  "Mmmm... you think you can probe any pipe, Kyle?"

  "Not a problem, Susan.  I’ve got the experience and the
necessary equipment.  Why don’t you just have a seat up there on
the cabinet and watch me take care of your kitchen pipes and
judge for yourself."

  "All right.  That sounds fair enough," I said with what I hoped
was a seductive smile.  Boosting myself up onto the kitchen
cabinet with Kyle kneeling by the sink drains gave him a perfect
vantage point to see my legs and up my dress.

  After spending a moment checking out my cleavage and my legs
that were exposed to a point a couple in inches above my stocking
tops, the sexy adonis set to work cleaning out my kitchen pipes,
which weren’t the pipes I was really interested in having him
probe.

  After disconnecting the sink drain, he inserted a long,
flexible metal rod into the opening.  Looking at me with a grin,
he said, "This is called a snake, Susan.  It’s really long and
sinks into the pipe to make certain that it thoroughly reams it
out.  If you really want to ream out a pipe, you need a long
snake that will sink in really deep."

  "I can understand that," I replied, my voice a hoarse whisper.

  "Watch how deep it sinks in the hole, Susan."  He started the
motor and the snake started sinking into the drain hole rotating
as it did so.   "See how it rotates as it goes in.  A really
thorough reaming requires that the snake grind and rotate once
it’s in the hole."  My cunt was already soaked and everyone of
his words was making my clit throb, and I was certain that this
hot stud knew it.

  "Whoops... see how the snake’s entry into the hole stops when
it hits a blockage or a tight place."

  "Yeah.  I see.  What do you do about that?"

  "When the hole is tight... with blockage or whatever... I have
to apply more power to force it in deeper.  If you put enough
force behind the snake, no matter how tight a hole might be, it
will always sink in even deeper.  Watch, Susan."  He increased
the power, and the snake sank deeper into the drain.

  "See it boring into the hole, Susan... sinking in even deeper.
No matter what the blockage, it goes in deeper.  Lean closer,
Susan, so you can see it sinking it."

  I raised one leg, put my heel up on the counter top, and leaned
forward to see the snake moving back and forth inside the hole,
rotating as it did so.  The position exposed all of my raised
thigh and the crotch of my panties.  I could almost feel Kyle’s
eyes staring a hole through the fabric of my thong in an effort
to see my cunt.

  "I see what you mean, Kyle.  It’s really ramming into the hole
now.  But why is the snake going back and forth in the drain. 
Why not just keep pushing it in deeper until the blockage is
pushed out?"

  "If you really want to ream out a hole, Susan, it’s always
better to pump the snake back and forth than just driving in and
in.  I get much better results when I pump with a nice rotation
than I do if I just drive it in further and further."

  "Will it really ream out the hole... clean it out?"

  "Totally.  Guaranteed.  If you’re not completely satisfied with
the way I’ve reamed out your holes, there’s no charge.  My
services always come with a guarantee of complete, customer
satisfaction.  Tell me, Susan, does your husband ever tell you
how gorgeous your legs are?"

  "Sometimes."

  "I would be telling you every day.  I love that thong you’re
wearing.  The way you’re dressed, it looks like you’re going out
to a party.  Are you?"

  "I was.  But this is so fascinating that I think I’ll stay
until you’ve finished with all the pipes and holes.  Do you think
this dress shows too much cleavage?"

  "A woman as beautiful as you with to-die-for tits like you have
can never show too much cleavage."

  "MMmmmm... you know just what to say to a woman, Kyle."

  "It’s part of the service, Susan."

  "I see that you’re withdrawing the snake now, Kyle.  Is that
drain hole cleaned out now?"

  "Yep.  Totally.  When the snake was back inside its housing, he
turned on the faucets, and we watched as the water flowed
smoothly down the drain with no obstructing blockage of any kind.
 "See how the reaming cleaned out the pipe, Susan."

  "Mmmmmm... I see.  Are you on a tight schedule or do you think
you might have time to service my other blocked holes, Kyle?"  As
I asked the question, I pulled my dress up to my hips and spread
wide for him.

  "Is that hole blocked like the kitchen drain was?"

  "No, but it’s constricted and tight.  It really needs to be
stretched open and reamed out good, Kyle.  Can you handle that
job too?"

  "No problem, Susan, but I’ll have to use a different tool for
this job."

  "Ooohh yes.  A much different tool.  Is it big enough to do the
job?"

  "I’ve never had any complaints about it being too small.  Some
of my customers thought it might be too large to fit however."

  My hips were now moving slowly back and forth on the kitchen
cabinet.  I tried to stop, but I couldn’t.  I wondered if I had
already soaked through the crotch of my panties.  "How... how
large is it?  Do you think it will be too big for the job?"  I
teased.

  "I’ll have to inspect the hole first to answer that."  He
stared into my eyes and said quietly, but very firmly, "Show me
the hole, Susan."

  "Ooohhhh god," I moaned, now unable to control my excitement. 
I kept my legs wide open, but didn’t move.

  "If you expect me to provide service to your hole, Susan, you
have to show it to me.  Show me your hole.  Now!"

  Almost frantically, I reached between my thighs, grasped the
crotch of my thong and pulled it aside up my left thigh
completely exposing my soaked pussy.  Kyle moved closer until his
eyes were only a few inches away.  My hips were now arching
upward an inch or so in what was obviously small fuck motions.
"I’m certain that I have exactly the right equipment to properly
ream out and clean this hole, Susan."

  "It will fit?" I gasped.

  "Perfectly.  To properly ream this type of hole, the probe
needs to stretch the hole sufficiently, and to do the job well,
it needs to go in really deep.  The tool I use is very thick. 
The stretching will be more than sufficient."

  "And the depth.  Will it go deep enough?" I asked as my voice
trembled with excitement.

  "I’m certain that 11 inches of depth will ream your hole
thoroughly and to your complete satisfaction."

  "11 inches??  Oohhhhh god... I don’t know.  I’m not sure...
I’ve never.."

  "I do know, and I am sure.  The reaming will be perfect.  Let
me get a closer look."  Kyle’s face moved to within an inch of my
cunt.  "I can tell from the seepage and the aroma that your hole
is in dire need of a complete and thorough reaming, Susan.  Don’t
you agree?"

  "OOoohhhhh yes," I hissed.  "Ream me, Kyle!  Stretch me!  Clean
my hole!"  I moaned as my vagina began to throb.

  "You saw me preparing the sink hole before inserting the snake,
didn’t you Susan?  I poured a great deal of fluid down the hole,
right?"

  "Yes.  I saw that."

  "Same thing here,  I have to properly prepare this hole for
reaming."

  "How do you do that," I gasped.

  "Essentially the same way.  Only the fluid I insert is saliva.
That lubricates the hole and causes it to open up more easily to
accept the probe.  Are you ready for the preparation, Susan?"

  "Ooohhh god, yes.  Prepare my hole, Kyle.  Please... DO IT!" 
His face closed the last inch of space between his lips and my
cunt, and his tongue began applying the lubricating saliva to my
hole and to my now throbbing clitoris.

  "OOHH!  OOHH!  OOHH!  OH GOD YES!  PREPARE MY HOLE, KYLE.  LICK
MEEEEE!  GET ME WET AND READY!  OOOHHHH GOD!  HARDER, HONEY! 
PLEASE!  HARDER!  UUUUMMMMM... AAAAHHHHHH!!"

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  I arrived at the airport around 9:45 AM after fighting morning
traffic.  My flight was scheduled to leave at 11:30 AM, so did
manage to arrive the requested hour and a half ahead of time. 
Since I was only staying overnight, I carried only a small
suitcase that I could take on board the aircraft.  Consequently,
I didn't bother to check my luggage.  After clearing security, I
was waiting in the boarding area at 10:45.

  Just before they began boarding the passengers, my cell phone
rang.  It was Charles Hamilton.  "Have you boarded the plane yet,
Allen?" he asked.

  "No, not quite, Charles.  I think they'll start boarding in
about 10 minutes or so."

  "Oh good!  I was afraid I wouldn't catch you in time.  I just
received a call from Myron Sargent's secretary.  He's the guy
who's handling the contract from their end.  Myron came down with
the flu last night and can't make the meeting today."

  "Can anyone else fill in for him?"

  "I asked.  They said no.  It seems that only Sargent knows the
details and they're not comfortable with anyone else handling the
final changes.  So, the meeting has been postponed for probably a
week, or at least until Sargent is back at work.  Listen, Allen,
I know that is a pain-in-the-ass for you.  Take the rest of the
day off.  Play 18 holes of golf and then take that gorgeous wife
of yours out to dinner.  I'll see you in the morning.  I'm sorry
about this."

  "Not your fault, Charles.  I'll see you in the morning."

  Fortunately, I didn't have to worry about getting my luggage
off the plane.  All I had to do was stop at the flight desk and
make arrangements to change the date of my flight to the next
week.  That went smoothly and at 11:15, I was in my car heading
home.

  As soon as I arrived, I saw that the plumber's truck was still
in our driveway, which surprised me since it was now 11:40, and
it never takes that long for a plumber to unplug a sewer line. 
My first assumption was that he must have been late in arriving.
But then I remembered the guy's hard, muscled body, his bulging
biceps, pecs, and abs.  I also remembered his ruggedly handsome
face and the virile appearance his bald head gave him.  Finally,
I realized that Susan thought she would be alone all day and all
night.  The thought of what might possibly be happening inside my
home gave me an instant, iron-hard erection.

  Instead of parking beside the plumber's truck in our driveway,
I drove on down the street and left my car in a city park three
blocks from our house.  Returning on foot, I went around to the
back of the house and mounted the steps leading to our second
floor deck.  Now I had a small problem.  There were two doors...
one entering into the master bedroom, the second into the guest
bedroom.  Not wanting to interrupt anything, I carefully listened
at each door to see if anyone was inside.  Hearing nothing, I
entered via the guest bedroom.

  It only took a few moments to determine that no one was in the
upstairs portion of our home.  They were obviously still
downstairs, probably in the kitchen as the guy worked on the
sewer line while my wife watched.  I was more than just a little
disappointed as I had thought my fantasy of actually seeing my
wife having sex with another man was about to be realized.

  The upstairs portion of our split-level home has a loft
overlooking the den and the kitchen, which are connected.  If
they were in either of those rooms, I would have an excellent
view from the loft.  I was so excited that it was hard for me to
keep from running down the hallway to the loft, but somehow, I
managed to restrain myself.  I even took the time to remove my
shoes so as not to make the floor squeak.

  Once inside the loft, I saw the plumber and my wife in our
kitchen.  My cock, which had been hard ever since I had seen the
truck in our driveway, now surged and grew another half inch as
it throbbed in a series of spasms inside my pants at the erotic
scene taking place in our kitchen.

  Susan was sitting on the kitchen counter dressed hot and sexy.
She had one heel planted on the counter's surface with her legs
spread wide open.  Her dress up around her waist.  The plumber
was on his knees in front of her staring between my wife's gaping
thighs.  From my vantage point, I couldn't tell if Susan was
wearing panties or not.

  They were speaking but too low for me make out the words. 
Suddenly my wife spoke much louder.  It was just short of a
scream, which I could easily hear.  "OOoohhhhh yes," she hissed.
"Ream me, Kyle!  Stretch me!  Clean my hole!"  From that
outburst, I figured out that the plumber's name was Kyle and that
my wife wanted him to fuck her... badly.

  Again, their words dropped in volume and I could only make out
a few.  They were discussing a snake for some reason.  Then I
heard Kyle talking about "preparing the hole" or something like
that.  My wife asked about how he did that, but I couldn't make
out Kyle's response.  However, I had no problems hearing my
wife's next comment.

  "Ooohhh god, yes.  Prepare my hole, Kyle.  Please... DO IT!"

  I also had no problems figuring out what Kyle's response to
that was.  His head moved deep into my wife sex saddle.  I could
easily see the top of his head moving up and down as he licked my
wife's cunt and clitoris.  If I had any doubts about what he was
doing, my wife's wild scream of passion removed them.

  "OOHH!  OOHH!  OOHH!  OH GOD YES!  PREPARE MY HOLE, KYLE.  LICK
MEEEEE!  GET ME WET AND READY!  OOOHHHH GOD!  HARDER, HONEY! 
PLEASE!  HARDER!  UUUUMMMMM... AAAAHHHHHH!!"

  Unzipping my pants, I had them wide open with my cock out in
just seconds.  A few seconds after that, I was jacking off
watching Kyle bring my wife closer and closer to orgasm as he
"prepared her hole".

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  Kyle's tongue was driving me crazy.  He knew just how to slide
it up and down the straining shaft of my clitoris.  When it
throbbed, he let it sensuously slide up and over the pulsing tip.
 I howled every time I felt that wet, luscious tongue swabbing
over my clit.  Suddenly, it began to swell and throb harder...
then spastic contractions surged up and down its hard shaft as my
orgasm exploded.  Every time my clit throbbed, my vagina clamped
shut.  When my clit expanded just before its next contraction, my
vagina opened wide as if it was begging Kyle to insert his huge
dick.

  From between my gaping thighs, I heard Kyle whispered, "Hot
cunt-holed slut.  I love the way you cum... the way your clit
jerks and contracts... the way your vagina opens and closes. 
Let's work on your sexy ass hole a little, Susan."

  Kyle pushed my legs back further to elevate my ass and align my
anus with his tongue.  I moaned with hot rapture when I felt him
swirl it around and around my puckered ass hole.  He pushed the
tip inside me.  Instantly, my cunt slammed shut as my clitoris
throbbed in response to his invasion.

  A moment later, his tongue moved upward to my labia sending
another shiver of pleasure up my spine.  Then, it again visited
my anus... circling it erotically, pushing inside, and licking
both buttocks.  When next it returned to my engorged and
deliciously throbbing clitoris, I grunted, "OOohhh fuck!  You're
about to make me cum again.  Do me, Stud.  DO ME!"

  He gave me what I desperately needed.  His tongue worked into
the folds of my pussy causing my ass to thrust upward against his
mouth.  He pushed it inside my vagina.  I moaned with pleasure. 
My hips surged up off the table and gyrated in the air, humping
his mouth as my hands squeezed my tits.  With my ass off the
counter top, Kyle had easy access to my ass hole.  Two fingers
were quickly pushed into me.  I howled in ecstasy as I came
again.  This time, juices flooded out of my pussy drenching
Kyle's face.

  As my orgasm slowly ebbed, he stood up between my thighs and
ran his hand over my cunt, rubbing my clit in a sensuous, erotic
circular motion that had me groaning.  Two of his fingers moved
to my vagina and penetrated me... hard... fast... deep.  My cunt
contracted in spasms about his fucking fingers.

  "AAHHH!  FUCK!  FUCK INTO ME, KYLE!  FUCK IT!  FUCK IT!  FUCK
IT!"

  Kyle's fingers slipped out of my pussy and moved to my clit,
teasing it... stroking it... making it throb.  Very quickly, I
felt my clitoris swelling as Kyle's fingers moved and teased
around and around the shaft.  My vagina pulsed hard signaling the
approach of another orgasm.  Once more, his fingers moved back to
my pussy and penetrated me hard and fast.  Once inside, he held
his fingers deep and began sliding them sensuously over my
G-spot.

  In case having his fingers rubbing my G-spot and his thumb
caressing my clit wasn't enough, the hot stud moved closer and
pulled my mouth to his.  His tongue entered and moved back and
forth in time with his fingers pumping my pussy.  I began to
shudder uncontrollably.

  "MMmmm... MMmmmm... MMMmmm," I moaned into his mouth as my hips
thrust frantically against his probing fingers.  Kyle pulled his
lips away from mine and whispered a hot, demanding order in my
ear.

  "Cum, Bitch.  Cum on my fingers.  Wet your hot hole with your
juices to get it ready for a royal fucking."

  "Aahhh god... AAHH GOD ... AAAHH!!   Fuck into
meeeeeeeeeeeeee," I hissed as my vagina clamped spastically
around his plunging fingers.  My head snapped back.  My mouth
stretched open in a loud, hot wail as I came for a fourth or
fifth time.  I couldn't believe it.  He was still fully dressed.
His cock was still inside his pants, and I was already convulsing
in my fifth orgasm.

  "AAAHHHHHHHH!!!  Oh god... I'm cumming... you hot bastard. 
You're making me cum again.... uuummmm... ooohhh... fuckkkkk....
cummingggggg....  aaahhheeeeeeeeee!"
   ---------------------------------------------------------

  When I heard Kyle telling my wife to "Cum, Bitch.  Cum on my
fingers.  Wet your hot hole with your juices to get it ready for
a royal fucking" my cock just exploded thick streams of cum high
into the air.  Some of the load shot all the way over the railing
of the loft and fell to the tiled floor of the den.   I was still
pumping my dick furiously when I heard my wife screaming in her
orgasm.

  When my cock finally stopped shooting wads of cum, I heard Kyle
telling my wife, "Ok, Baby.  It's your turn.  Get my dick out and
suck it.  Do a good job of getting it wet and slick, Honey,
because it's going into your hot hole after you suck."

  Susan scrambled off the kitchen counter onto her knees and
pulled down the Stud's pants while he stripped off his T-shirt. 
Again, my cock began to harden.  I was amazed.  I couldn't
remember ever getting another erection a few minutes after I had
shot off a huge load.  But there was no doubt that my cock was
rising and rapidly.  When my wife saw that Kyle wore no briefs or
shorts, she moaned with excitement.

  "Oh god!  You're not wearing anything under your pants... just
this huge monster cock.  Oh fuck... that's so damn hot!"

  I don't know why I was so surprised that my wife got wildly
excited when she saw that Kyle was naked under his pants... so
much so, she started finger fucking her cunt again. I knew how
hot it always made me to discover a woman was naked under her
skirt... why should it be any different with women.  I resolved
that I wouldn't wear shorts or briefs any longer when my wife and
I went out in the evening.

  But right now, Kyle was the guy pleasuring my wife.  She had
his cock in her hand rubbing her face over its length.  "Oh fuck!
 You weren't kidding when you said this thing was thick and a big
11-inch probe that was going to sink into my hole.  Oohhh, Honey.
 I think it's even bigger than 11 inches.  I've never, ever had a
cock this size in me before."

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

  When I released Kyle's huge organ, it sprang upward until it
stood almost straight up.  Another inch and it would have been
pressed against his belly.  "God... look at that gorgeous cock!"
I gasped as my hand rubbed my cunt and clit harder.  Reaching up,
I pulled it back down towards my mouth, but before taking it
inside, I stared at the swollen, purple head that seemed to swell
and throb right in front of my eyes.  A pulsing vein ran the
11-inch length of his dick with smaller veins criss crossing the
surface.

  Kyle's hand on the back my head let me know that it was time to
suck.  Stretching my mouth was wide as possible, I moved forward.
 Kyle helped me by thrusting five inches of man meat into my
mouth.

  "OOOmmmppffff...gghhaaaa," I gurgled around the huge shaft that
now fully plugged my mouth.  As Kyle mouth fucked me, I moved my
tongue all around the surface and over the throbbing head.  My
free hand wrapped around the base of the big fuck stick and began
to jack him off while I sucked.

  Gradually, I took more and more of the thick shaft into my
mouth until the big head was pressed against my throat.  I gagged
a little as I tried to take it but failed.  I tried several more
times, failing each time to get the head into my throat.  On my
sixth try, when I pressed forward, Kyle put his hands on the back
of my head and drove his shaft into my throat.  I tried to back
away, but he held me in position and pushed two more inches down
my throat.

  "Now take the rest of it, Susan.  Take it all and suck me!" he
commanded.  I followed orders and very quickly felt his big balls
bouncing against my chin.

  Right in the middle of sucking his cock, my pussy erupted in
another orgasm wetting my hand with cuntal secretions.  My
clitoris went into another series of spastic contractions causing
me to howl in rapture.  There was no way I could continue to suck
his cock while my body was shuddering so hard.  Kyle waited
patiently until my trembling eased.  "Start sucking, Bitch.  I'm
almost there, and I'm gonna flood your mouth and belly."

  Once more, I shoved his huge dick into my mouth.  This time, it
slid easily down my throat until his balls rested on my chin.  I
caressed them while my lips moved up and down his shaft with as
much pressure as possible and sucking as hard as I could.  He
must have liked it because he began grunting like a bull.  When
his cock convulsed inside my throat, huge streams of cum shot
into me.  Kyle's load was so large and shot into me so powerfully
that there was no way I could swallow fast enough.  A large
amount fire down my throat, but an equally large amount spewed
out of my mouth and formed cum ropes from my chin.

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  When I saw Kyle's monster load gushing out of my wife's mouth
in huge streams, I lost control and ejaculated a second time. 
This time, the load was smaller than previously, but it was still
huge.  I wondered if I would get hard again.  I later realized
how foolish that thought had been.

  After Kyle came, he carried my wife to one of the couches in
the den and began to lick and suck her tits.  After five minutes
of action on her nipples, Susan was beginning to moan.  Suddenly,
she just seemed to go absolutely wild.  It appeared to me she had
abruptly gotten so hot for cock that she was losing all control.
Her hips snapped rapidly back and forth thrusting her ass high in
the air.  Her moans changed to loud gasps of pleasure, and she
began to beg Kyle to fuck her.

  "Please fuck me, Kyle.  Probe and ream my hole with that big
cock.  Fuck me... please." she moaned over and over.

  When his mouth left Susan's tits, both nipples were swollen,
red, and pulsing.  He squeezed them with his fingers bringing
wails of pain/pleasure from my wife's lungs.  She cried out even
louder when he put his tongue on her clitoris again.

  "Oh god... oh god... sooo fucking hot.  Please... don't make me
cum on your tongue again, Kyle.  Use your cock.  I want to cum on
that huge dick.  Stick it in me!"  She screamed at him.

  My cock surged to full erection again as I watched him move
between my wife's thighs, lift her legs and press them back so
that her knees were outside of her tits.  He stared at my wife's
exposed cunt, but wasn't satisfied.  "Spread your legs wider,
Susan.  I want you in perfect fucking position.  You're going to
take all of my cock up your hot pussy, Baby.  Spread wider!"

  Not only did my wife spread obscenely wide, she also humped her
ass and begged for his cock.  I was now close enough to see that
her vagina was opening and closing in hot spasms as she waited
for his cock to ram into her.  She cried out as his cock impaled
her.  Kyle thrust his ass forward nailing his shaft into Susan's
pussy.  My wife's legs shot up and back.  A deep groan issued
from her lips while her heels were jerking wildly in the air.

  Kyle pulled back, hesitated a moment, and then drove his sex
spike back into my wife's waiting hole.  Susan wailed.

  "OH Fuck!  It's so fucking big!  AAargh!"  Kyle hit into her
again, harder this time.  More of his thick, long shaft
disappeared into my wife's cunt.

  "AAARGH!  Not sure I can take this," she gasped.  "Too big...
aaargh!  aaargh!" she wailed as the male shaft rammed into her
again and again, each time sinking a little deeper.  I could see
my wife's pussy molding itself around his cock.... stretching
wide with every additional inch that entered her.

  "Of fuck!  It's big... Oh fuck!  Fuck!  Fuck me!  Fuck Me!  Oh
my god!  I love it!  Fuck me, Kyle!  Fuck me with that big cock!"

  Kyle powered fucked into my wife again and again.  Every time
his dick rammed balls deep into her pussy, my hand flashed up and
down my rigid shaft.  We were doing it together.  I was jacking
off, and Kyle was screwing my wife.

  Susan's head stretched back, her ass rose off the couch to meet
his thrusts.  Her hands gripped her tits with her fingers
squeezing both nipples.  Her mouth was wide open, tongue extended
and flicking rapidly over her top lip.

  "Sooo big!  Soooo Good!" she moaned.

  I could see she was about to cum again.  Kyle realized it too.
Moving higher on Susan's body, he pressed her legs back against
the couch so that he had her bent almost double.  Moving his feet
forward, he rose up over her body and rammed his shaft nearly
straight down into her throbbing vagina.  Squishing sounds filled
the room.  My wife wailed and squealed in near continuous shrieks
as the thick shaft pounded her cunt.

  "OH GOD!  FUCK ME, YOU HOT BASTARD!  I'M THERE!!  CUMMING! 
AAAAHHH... AAAAHHHH... AAARRGH!!  AAARRGH!!  UUNNGGHH!  UNGH! 
UNGH!  UNGH!"

  Once more, I spewed several thick streams of semen all over the
floor of the loft.  Kyle was right behind me as he blew his load
into Susan's cunt.  My load was expended long before his was.  It
seemed to me like he continued to thrust into my wife and his
buttocks continued to clench shooting spurt after spurt of semen
into her pussy for almost a minute before his motions and the
jerking of his buttocks ceased.

  After collapsing atop my wife, the two of them remained
motionless, except for their labored breathing, for several
minutes.  Finally, Kyle raised his body off my wife's, pulled his
semi-hard cock out of her cunt, and rolled from between her
thighs.  Immediately, Susan moved onto her knees, bent over his
cock, and sucked him clean.

  With her ass arched high into the air facing me, I could easily
see the thick streams of sperm-filled semen that were  pouring
out of her widely stretched hole.  Occasionally, her pussy would
contract and force out a thick wad of Kyle's load.

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  I glanced at my watch and saw that it was nearly 2 PM.  Kyle
and Susan had been fucking for over two hours.  I thought he
might now leave, but I was wrong.  They did, however, take a
break.  Neither of them bothered to dress.  Susan went into the
kitchen, naked save for her heels, and prepared some sandwiches
that she served in the den along with some cold beer.

  The sat side-by-side on the couch right beneath my hiding place
in the loft.  As they ate, my wife couldn't keep her hands off
Kyle's body, particularly his now soft cock.  Even in its flaccid
state, it was still about seven inches in length and reasonably
thick.  After finishing one of the sandwiches, Susan lost
interest in more food and began to dine on Kyle's cock.

  She continued to suck his cock the entire time Kyle was eating
the sandwiches.  After a few minutes, it began to harden, growing
longer and longer, thicker and thicker.  By the time he swallowed
the last bite, his dick was again rock-hard and ready to sink
into my wife.  Even though his shaft was again more than 10 thick
inches, Susan was still deep throating his entire length every
time she took him in her mouth.  As before, her fingers were
buried inside her pussy as she sucked.

  "That's enough sucking, Susan," Kyle ordered.  Get on me, Baby.
 Mount and ride.  Now!"  She couldn't seem to get on him and get
his cock into her cunt fast enough.  In less than a minute, she
was mounted on his cock pounding her ass up and down its length.

  "Oh god... it's so damn good.  Fuck me, Kyle.  Ram that hard
dick into my married pussy, Lover.  Screw me hard and deep," she
pleaded.

  With Susan riding his cock cowgirl facing away from me, I had a
perfect view of the connection between Kyle's thick shaft and my
wife's pussy.  As the rod was pulled from her hole, her labia
clung to the dick as if trying desperately to keep it inside. 
When it plunged back into her depths, the lips were again shoved
inside her hole.  I was hard again and slowly stroked my cock as
I watched Kyle fuck her and listened to Susan cumming again and
again.

  I was jacking off faster when Kyle grabbed my wife's hips and
held her still.  "What's the matter, Honey.  I'm fucking you too
hard, Lover?" she asked teasingly.

  "Hell no!  But I'm about to cum.  I want to finish this time
with you riding me reverse cowgirl.  Turn around."

  Quickly, my wife reversed her position.  She groaned when his
dick once again filled her and sank in balls deep.  "Oh fuck! 
What a cock!" she moaned in a passion-filled voice.

  "How many times have you cum, Susan?" Kyle wanted to know.

  "Don't know.  I haven't been counting, but a lot.  A cock like
yours makes a woman cum a lot."

  "Estimate.  How many?"

  "Probably 20 times.  How many times have you shot off?"  Four
isn't it?"

  "Yeah.  The load I'm gonna shoot in you very soon will be my
fifth."

  "MMmmmm... oh yes!  Shoot it, Stud.  Shoot in me again.  Pump
me full, Lover."

  My cock was pulsing in my hand as I watch Susan ram her cunt up
and down Kyle's dick.  She shrieked in climax after a few minutes
of riding him.  He held her hips and rammed himself into her hot
hole.  My wife grunted and then howled when he began fucking her
like a jack hammer.  She came hard and while she was still
climaxing, Kyle shot his load into her throbbing channel.

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

  It was now past 3 PM.  Kyle had been fucking my wife for more
than three hours.  So, I wasn't surprised when he started to get
dressed.  "I have to get back to work, Susan.  I loved it.  Call
me anytime you need your holes reamed out again."  he said.

  My wife made no effort to get up or to dress.  She reclined on
the sofa with her legs wide open, sperm and semen seeping out of
her widely stretched pussy.  "I will, Lover.  I will.  And I
loved it too.  You have a great dick."

  I waited until Kyle had left before attempting to make my exit
without having my wife see me.  My cock was again hard as stone
from watching Kyle banging Susan, but I knew I would have to wait
until the next day to enjoy sex with her since I was supposed to
be out of town.

  Just as I was about to slip back to the guest bedroom and
leave, I heard my wife's voice.  "Are you just going to stay up
there and hide, Honey?  Wouldn't your really prefer to come down
here and use that hard cock to fuck your slutty wife?  If you
don't want sloppy sixths, you can use my ass."

  Shame faced and red with embarrassment, I walked down the
stairs to the den.  My wife raised and opened her legs as I
approached.  "I'm sorry," I stammered.  "I just couldn't resist
the chance to see you making it with another man."

  "SSshhhhh... we'll talk later.  Right now, I need my husband’s
luscious cock up my cheating cunt.  I've been hoping Kyle would
leave for the last hour so I could have you.  Hurry.  Get on me!
Fuck me, please!  Would you rather have my ass?"

  "Hell no!  I want your cum-filled cunt."

  Susan pulled her legs back even further and spread her pussy
open with her fingers.  "It's all your, Allen.  Always.  Put your
cock in me and fuck me like a hot whore."

  Eagerly, I got onto the couch and moved up to her elevated
cunt.  She was holding her legs up and back so that her heels
were a full foot behind her head.  Her vagina gaped open in
perfect fucking position.  I could see the thick, white semen
inside her.  I heard myself growl like an out-of-control rapist
as I rammed my engorged cock into her.  Thick wads of cum spewed
out between her pussy lips and my cock when I buried all
seven-plus inches.

  I had never before fucked my wife as hard or as fast as I did
now.  We were both screaming and grunting on every stroke.  Her
arms locked around me and held me against her body as our hips
rammed against each other.  My wife came.  Somehow, I held back
my orgasm and continued to slam into her, driving her ass deep
into the couch.

  I lasted perhaps another five minutes before I screamed, "I
can't hold it ... can't... have to cum!"

  "Cum, Darling.  Cum in me... NOW!  I'M CUMMING AGAIN.... FUCK
ME!!!"

  Earlier, I had been amazed when Kyle continued to shoot and
throb inside my wife for a full minute.  When I ejaculated, both
my cock and Susan's pussy continued to throb and pulse against
each other for almost two minutes.  It was the most intense
climax I could remember.  I loved it when Susan whispered, "Could
you feel how hard you made me cum, Darling?  I hope so.  It was
harder than any climax I had with Kyle."

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

Revelations:

  After we had caught our breaths from our intense coupling,
Susan rose from the couch, retreated to the kitchen, and returned
a couple of minutes later with some cheese, crackers, and wine.

  "Shall I go first, or do you want to, Honey.  I think we both
need to be totally honest.  Ok?"

  "Yeah.  I agree.  Let's both talk.  It will be better that way,
but I'll start."

  "Before you do, I want you to know that I love you... you and
only you."

  "Thank you, Susan.  I know you do, and I feel the same way
about you.  I guess I should start at the day I came home from
that four-day out-of-town sales trip about a year ago.  I was
totally amazed by your transformation to an incredibly sensuous,
hot wife who was every thing I had every dreamed or fantasized
about.  I just absolutely loved it, even though I didn't really
understand what had happened."

  "I went to a party at Brenda's home the first night you were
gone.  She had invited three other women, all single or divorced
except for me.  She had also invited seven young, single guys...
all sexy and hung.  The party quickly turned into a hot sex orgy.
 For hours and hours, I resisted, but with seven sexy studs
hitting on me and us not having had sex for five days, I
eventually ended up letting one of the men fuck me.  After he
screwed me, all the others did as well."

  "Did you enjoy it when they fucked you?"

  "That's what started every thing, Darling.  I loved it.  For
the first time, I realized how much I loved sex, and I was
totally ashamed that I had withheld all that pleasure from you
and from myself for so long.  Anyway, after that party, I just
couldn't get enough.  Even though when you came home, you fucked
me more often and better than any husband has ever screwed his
wife, I wanted it all the time, and no one man could possibly
manage that. Basically, I'm a nymphomaniac.  I had kept it hidden
for years, but that party at Brenda's let my nympho side loose,
and once loose, there was no way to put her back into her cage. 
I'm sorry, Darling.  Please, can you forgive me?"

  "There's nothing to forgive, Honey.  I was and still am just
beyond belief happy.  So much so, I worried all the time that I
was going to do something that would cause you to change back. 
Anyway, it was about six months later that I found out that you
were seeing other men when I was out-of-town or in the afternoons
while I was at work."

  "Oh god!  I never suspected that you've known about that for so
long.  I was always afraid you would find out and divorce me."

  "I found out by accident.  I happened to be having lunch at the
Hilton with Jason Lombard on the day he had a date with you that
afternoon.  He told me about this awesomely hot married woman
whom he had been with a couple of times.  He said all he knew
about her was that she was the hottest woman he had ever even
imagined, she was married, and her first name was Susan.  He also
told me that she loved her husband and was terrified that he
would find out she was cheating and divorce her.  Finally, he
said that she had told him that although her husband was the best
lover she had ever had, she just needed a lot more sex than any
one man could provide."

  "Allen, before you go on, I have to ask.  Are you going to
divorce me?  Please... please don't."

  "Hell will freeze over before I divorce the most wonderful wife
any man ever had.  Anyway, after that, I started following you
for a few weeks and found out your routine of alternating between
hotels.  I pretty much knew where you would be going each
afternoon."

  "You may not intend to divorce me, Honey, but you must think
you're married to a total slutty whore."

  "No way!  But just wait.  I haven't gotten to the part that
makes me fear that you're going to kick me out of the house after
I tell you.  A month or so later, I had just signed a great
contract with Steven Hawkins.  While we were chatting the next
morning, he told me he was staying over an extra day or two so he
could enjoy an evening with some beautiful escort.  He confided
that his wife was rather cold, and he looked forward to having
some really hot sex with a gorgeous woman, even if it did cost
him about $2,500 each time."

  I stopped, ate some of the cheese, and took a long drink of
wine to bolster my courage.  Then, I plunged ahead with my
confession.  "To make a long story short, I knew you would be
going to the Radisson that afternoon so I told him about this
married woman I had fucked a few times who loved sex, was
unbelievably good, and was also drop-dead gorgeous.  Naturally, I
didn't tell him she was my wife... just that she was blazing hot
in bed, didn't charge, wouldn't take tips or gifts... all she
wanted was erotic, sensuous fantastic sex.  I suggested he get a
room at the Radisson and be at the bar in the lounge at 1:30 PM
and do his best to entice you to go to his room with him.  Since
Steve is a very handsome, articulate, and sexy guy, I thought he
would score, and, of course, he did."

  "He is all of that, and he did score.  That afternoon and
several times since then.  But how did you know?"

  "That first time, I was watching.  Neither of you knew that.  I
saw the two of you get into the elevator and head up to his room,
which I knew was Room 968.  Later, I listened at the door while
you enjoyed each other.  I got so fucking hard, I couldn't
believe it."

  "After that first time, I regularly set you up with three or
four of my clients and potential clients each month.  I screened
them carefully so that I picked men I thought you would like.  I
know that was terrible, but I so wanted to have some part in your
sexual activities, I just couldn't resist.  Do you intend to
divorce me?"

  "Hell no!  I don't let the best husband and hottest stud around
get away, Darling.  You know, I always wondered how come I was so
frequently lucky to find really attractive, sexy men when I went
to the lounges.  Now I know.  It was my hot husband enjoying my
sex life vicariously."

  "Yeah, it was.  What I really wanted was to participate with
you or to watch you having sex with other men."

  "Oh god yes!  Why didn't you tell me?  That would be just out
of this world, fantastically hot."

  "I was afraid to tell you.  I was afraid it would make you so
ashamed for cheating on me that you couldn't bare to be around me
any longer.  I was also afraid it would ruin our fabulous sex
life if you decided to go back to being a conservative wife as
penitence for being so sensuous and sexy.  I loved being with you
so much... having sex with you... I was just terrified that I
would lose you if I told you."

  "You could never lose me, Honey.  Tell me, how did you happen
to be in the house today when Kyle was fucking me?"

  "Pure accident.  My trip was cancelled at the last moment, and
I returned home.  When I saw his truck was still here... well, I
knew how virile and handsome he looked, I figured you would want
to fuck him.  I had been hot to see you with a man for months and
months, so I just sneaked into the house and spied on you. 
Again, I know that's just awful, but I was so turned on, I
couldn't resist."

  "It's not awful, Darling.  It's human.  That's the reason I was
cheating on you.  I was just too turned by sex to resist and,
like you, I was afraid to tell you for fear that you would
divorce your slutty wife in a flash.  I couldn't bear the thought
of losing you."

  "You never will.  I need to ask you a question now, Susan.  Can
we keep doing this?  I really hope so.  I can't tell you how much
I hope so.  I've never been happier in my whole life."

  "Absolutely, Darling, but only on one condition."

  "Anything you want... anything!"

  "You have to participate with me.  We do it together so we both
enjoy it to the fullest."

  "Oh god... YES!  How did you know I was watching today, Susan?"

  "When Kyle put me on the couch on my back and started sucking
my tits, I looked up into the loft and saw you.  At first, I was
terrified.  I thought my life... my marriage... everything  was
over.  But then I saw that you were jacking off while you
watched.  When I saw that, I got so damn hot I couldn't believe
it... hotter than I ever been before.  I wanted you to see Kyle
fucking the shit out of me.  I wanted to see you jacking your big
cock and shooting.  God... you turn me on like no other man on
the planet."

  At that point, we kissed passionately.  When I finally broke
the kiss, I whispered, "I think we're Ok, Honey.  Don't you?"

  "Oh Lover!  We're a lot more than just Ok.  We are going to
have so much fun together!  It's going to be just awesome!"

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Epilog: Present Day:

  My office phone rang.  It was Susan.

  "Has my sexy husband been listening over his cell phone to his
new potential client fucking me?"

  "I only put it down about 10 minutes ago after he had gotten
off the second time.  Judging from his comments, you've made
another conquest."

  Susan giggled.  "I think so and we've probably made another
bundle of money from the contracts he'll be signing."

  "Are you on your way home now?"

  "Nope.  I'm in the bathroom in his suite at the Marriott.  I
told him I needed to pee.  He wants to fuck your wife in the ass
before I leave.  Do you intend to listen to your wife squeal when
Wayne sticks his thick, black schlong up her ass?"

  "Hell yes.  I'm hard as stone already from listening to him
giving it to you for the last hour."

  "Don't you dare jack off!  You're going to need to have your
big, luscious cock fully loaded and ready tonight if you're going
to satisfy both Brenda and your hot wife."

  Now it was my turn to laugh.  "I haven't jerked off since the
day I watched Kyle fucking you.  With the hot wife I have,
wasting it like that would be both sinful and totally stupid."

  "I wish you were here having a threesome with us, Darling."

  "Maybe the next time when he's more at ease."

  "I've got a surprise for you, Honey."

  "What?  Tell me."

  "Tonight... if you fuck us really good, I'll tell you."

  "Bitch."

  "I am, and you love it.  But I'll give you a little teaser. 
I've invited another couple to go on the cruise with us next
month."

  "Who?"

  "I'll tell you tonight.  But you're going to love it.  She's
hot and he mainly just wants to watch her with us.  So, Lover,
you're going to have to take care of two hot, wet cunts on the
cruise.  Bring your viagra, Honey.  See you soon.  Wayne's cock
is hard and he wants my tight ass."

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  When I left the bathroom, I was carrying my purse in one hand
and my cell phone in the other.  Since I was naked save for my
heels, Wayne never looked at my hands.  He was far too busy
checking out my bouncing tits and my pussy.  I set my purse on
the bedside table with my open cell phone right behind it.

  "Oh Baby, I was about to crazy waiting for you come out the
bathroom.  Another few minutes and I would have been in there
bending you over the sink."

  "MMMmmmm... it does look like you're more than ready for me,
Wayne."  I crawled onto the bed beside him and circled my hand as
far around his huge black shaft as it would go.  "God, Lover. 
Have you ever got a gorgeous, huge sex gun.  Is it still loaded
for me, Honey?"

  "Oh hell yes.  You're gonna think a cannon is going inside you
when I shoot.   Come on, Susan.  Get on me.  Sink that hot cunt
down my dick."

  I swung my leg over Wayne as he lay on his back.  His 12-inch
cock was so fucking hard and rigid, I didn't even need to steady
it with my hand.  It was already sticking straight up like a huge
pike that was going impale my pussy.  Gradually, I lowered my ass
over the tip until I felt it touch my labia.  I pushed down
further letting the head slide between the lips of my cunt.

  "OOOohhhhhhh god," we both moaned at the same time.

  "Fucking huge cock," I moaned.

  "Fucking hot cunt," Wayne responded.

  "I want this dick in me!"

  "I want my dick in your hot hole!"

  I let my ass drop a little and three more inches of thick,
throbbing cock spread my cunt open.  "AAAHHHHHHH... gawd damn! 
That thing stretches me.  It feels like a log is sinking into
me."

  "Fuck yourself on it, Slut!"  he ordered.

  I pushed down further and six more inches of dick sank into my
cunt.  Stretching me and grinding over my G-spot as the shaft
entered.

  "OOOHHH Fucking shit!  You cunt feels like a vise around my
dick, Baby!"

  "That's because you're so damn big."

  "Take it all," he ordered.

  Slamming my ass down hard, I gave him what he wanted.  All 12
inches of black cock filled me.  Sensuous shocks surged up and
down the length of my pussy as that huge cock filled me and
retreated, again and again, pumping me hard.  Wayne held my hips
and powered his shaft into me.  Every time he thrust it back into
my cunt, the big head slid over my G-spot sending wave after wave
of pleasure through my body.  When he was buried inside me, I
ground my clit hard against his pubic bone.

  "Oh Baby.  You're cumming!  Hard!  I can feel your cunt
throbbing all over my dick!"

  "YES!  YES!  YES!  CUMMING.  FUCK IT!  FUCK MY CUNT HARD, STUD.
 AAAAHHHH!  SO GOOD.... SO FUCKING GOOD... I love your big cock,
you hot, cunt-fucking stud!"

  "Let me do you doggy, Susan."

  "You can do me anyway you want, Lover.  Anytime you want.  Let
me get on my knees and bend over so you can fuck that monster
dick into me doggy."

  When I pulled my pussy off Wayne's dick, all 12 inches of his
huge shaft were pulsing and throbbing.  The big veins expanded
every time his organ throbbed.  Turning onto my knees, I lowered
my head and arched my ass.  Wayne got off the bed and moved
behind me. When his cock stretched me open and sank into me, I
began to shriek, and I kept shrieking every time he hammered his
dick into me.  He fucked me for about five minutes and made me
cum twice.

  "I can't hold it much longer, Susan," he groaned.

  "Don't hold it.  Shoot it!  SHOOT IT INTO ME!"

  "I want to shoot this load up your ass.  Ok?"

  "Any hole you want, Lover.  Any hole you want."

  Wayne pulled his dick out of me and laid back on the bed.  This
time I straddled his hips in reverse cowgirl position, positioned
my ass right over the big cock, and slowly lowered myself until I
felt the head pressing against my opening.  He grasped my hips
and pulled me downward.  The head stretched my sphincter wide
open and surged up my ass.

  "GGGHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"  I wailed helplessly as the seven...
eight... nine... ten inches of dick filled my ass.  His hand
pushed me back up as his hips jerked out five inches of dick. 
Again, his hips thrust upwards... powerfully.   His cock ripped
into my ass again.  This time 11 inches of meat stretched me
open.

  "UUNNGGHHH!!!"

  On the next stroke, Wayne buried all 12 inches of cock up my
ass.  Then, he began to fuck me with hard, deep, fast strokes.  I
came hard... yelling and screaming.  That drove him over the
edge, and he filled me with his huge load.

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  When we were dressed, I said, "Next time you're going to be in
town on business, send me an  e-mail in advance, and we'll try to
arrange a hot afternoon."

  "How about the evening too?"

  "Sorry, Lover.  I'm with my hot husband in the evening."

  "I bet his cock isn't as big as mine," Wayne said proudly.

  "No, it isn't.  He's got about seven and a half inches, but
he's a master swordsman, Baby.  I usually cum a dozen times every
night on his dick and his tongue."

  "Ok.  I understand.  But you can't blame a guy for trying.  I'm
going to have to stay an extra day this time.  Got to go by and
sign a bunch of contracts in the morning with the guy who
recommended you.  Any chance that we could get together tomorrow
afternoon after the contract stuff is done?"

  "Just keep the room another day, Lover, and I'll be here at 2
PM."

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  As I drove home, I called Allen.  "Were you still listening on
your cell when Wayne said he was going to sign all the contracts
with you in the morning, Honey?"

  "Of course I was still listening.  I'm so hard, I'm in pain."

  "Good.  Husbands should be hard and in pain all the time for
their wife's cunt."

  "If they had a wife like I've got, they all would be."

  "MMMmmmmm... you know just what to say to get into a girls
panties, Lover."

  "You're not wearing any panties."

  "You're right, Darling.  Permit me to rephrase:  You know just
what to say to get into a girl's pussy, Lover."

  "I can't wait."

  "Neither can I, Darling.  Neither can I.

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