2007-08-31

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

A Predatory Couple
by RLM

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Any couple was fair game to Brett and Brandy.

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Traci Bratley was in a big hurry. It was already 1:30 PM, and she was supposed to be there at 1:45. It was a 10 minute drive and she was scared she wouldn't make it. Quickly, she put on her lipstick and eye shadow, and slipped her feet into the four-inch heels she had purchased just two days before. She had been told to buy them, and when she looked at herself in the full-length mirror, she was delighted that she had. Her legs looked really nice... no, she thought, not nice, but really sexy. She also thought her big tits and pussy looked hot, so much so that she spent a moment caressing them.

"I'll bet my husband would love to see me like this," she thought.

Glancing at her watch, she saw that she only had 11 minutes to get there. She shuddered when she thought of the consequences if she were late. She ran to her car as fast as the tight skirt she wore would permit, backed out, threw the car into drive and sped off toward the Brentwood edition, not worrying about the fact that she was exceeding the speed limit.

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Slightly after 5 PM, Brian Bratley pulled into his driveway having left work at the tax and accounting agency 15 minutes earlier. He was somewhat surprised when he saw that his wife's car was not in its usual space on the other side of their garage. When he entered their home, he found a note taped to the back of a chair that Traci had placed in the entryway so he wouldn't miss it. Brian was glad to see it because it meant his wife's absence was planned and not some emergency, but he knew it meant that he would probably fixing dinner tonight.

Picking up the note, he read,

Honey,

Doris needed my help this afternoon to prepare the food for the party Saturday night. She was in a panic for fear that she wouldn't be able to get every thing done in time. I hope to be home around 5:00, but if I'm not, be a Dear and turn on the oven to start the lasagna baking, and if you have time, please set the table. I'll stop by the bakery and bring home a nice dessert for us. Love and Kisses... Traci.

Brian smiled to himself as he went into the kitchen to turn on the oven and set the table. Traci was always willing to help anyone who needed help. Everyone of their friends knew it and most occasionally took advantage of her. "But it's a lot better to have a considerate wife like that who cares about other people than be married to a bitchy shrew who doesn't give a damn about anything or anyone but herself," Brian thought with satisfaction.

After he had the oven up to temperature and the table set for dinner, he opened up a bottle of Chianti to be breathing and put wine glasses on the table. He knew Traci would love the romantic touch. "I've got a great wife," Brian said aloud to himself. "I just wish she weren't so conservative in the bedroom and elsewhere. She's got such a hot body. Shit! Well... I guess I can't have every thing."

The front door opened a little after 6 PM, and Brian grinned when he saw his wife. "Sorry I had to stick you with making the dinner, Darling. It smells delicious." Then she saw the wine. "Oh, how wonderful! Have I got a great husband or what. It'll go well with the lasagna and the cheesecake."

Seeing his wife dressed for work in a baggy sweatshirt, loose-fitting jeans, and tennis shoes and still sweating from helping Doris with the party preparations all afternoon, Brian said, "The lasagna isn't quite done yet, Honey. If you like, you have time to shower and change before dinner. You're really sweating up a storm from all the work you and Doris were doing. Did you get every thing finished?"

"Not quite. She wants me to come back tomorrow afternoon so we can finish up the job. I promise though to be home in time for make our dinner. I think I will take a bath before dinner and change. If my romantic hubby is going to fix dinner with wine, the least I can do is look nice for him."

"You always look nice, Traci. No matter what you have on."

"Thank you, Darling," she said over her shoulder as she headed for the bedroom and the bath.

The lasagna was delicious, particularly when complemented with the Chianti, and the New York style cheesecake was also great. Brian helped Traci wash up the dishes after which they spent two hours reading the daily newspaper and watching a couple of shows on TV. At 10 PM, Brian walked around behind his wife's chair, bent over and kissed her on the neck. At the same time, he moved his hands below her large breasts and cupped both mounds, letting his fingers gently caress and harden her nipples.

"I'd love to make love to you tonight, Honey... No, I don't want to make love to you. What I really want is to fuck you. Interested?"

"I'm always interested in having sex with you, Brian, but we've already had sex once this week and I'm really tired after helping Doris all afternoon. We'll do it Saturday night after the party. You know how those parties always get you hot with the women wearing those revealing clothes. We'll fuck after the party Saturday night... Ok?"

Brian was disappointed, of course, but not at all surprised. If Traci had agreed to have sex on Thursday evening, that would have surprised him. But Saturday night was only two nights away. His cock was still hard from thinking about Saturday night when he fell asleep an hour later, fifteen minutes after sleep had claimed his wife.

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Brian left for work at 7:45 AM the next morning. Traci had gotten up at 7:00, fixed his breakfast while he dressed for his job as a CPA at the tax agency. As he was leaving, she kissed him on the cheek, wished him a nice day, and reminded him that she would be helping Doris again that afternoon.

As soon as Brian's car pulled away, Traci went back to bed and slept soundly until 10:00. An hour later, she was freshly bathed and had applied fresh, red lip gloss, eye shadow, and perfume in several strategic areas while she was still naked. When she finished, she laid out her jeans, tennis shoes, cotton panties, a bra, and a fresh sweat shirt. When she was finished, she packed all the clothes in her small overnight bag.

At noon, she slipped on her sexy, new black boots with 4-inch stiletto heels. She was still naked and in the process of unpacking the dress she had purchased from Victoria's three days before when the phone rang.

"He's gonna love me in these boots," Traci thought, her pussy already wet.

"Hello."

"The time has moved up to 12:30 PM. Be here." The line went dead.

"Oh fuck!" Traci hissed as she quickly pulled the dress over her head, fastened the two buttons in front and did her best to pull it slightly lower on her thighs. She grabbed her overnight bag, and once again, hurried to her car. She had to drive even faster today than she had the previous day to avoid being late.

That evening, when Brian arrived home from work, he found his wife in the kitchen still wearing her work clothes for the day. She kissed him lightly on the cheek and asked him to watch the roast while she bathed and changed clothes. Later, he once again attempted to initiate sex with his wife, but had no more success than he had had the previous evening.

"I told you, Darling, we could do it Saturday night. Now lets just watch TV and enjoy ourselves," Traci admonished him.

Once more, Brian gave up... as he had the previous night and so many other nights, particularly during the last two months.

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The party on Saturday evening was quite an affair. Doris and Jim had invited all of our mutual friends plus some people I had met but did not really know. There were a few other couples whom I was meeting for the time. Doris had converted her basement into a dance floor with the music coming from their hi-fi sound system. The entire dining room table was covered with all manner of delicious snacks and food. And there was an open bar that included tea, coffee, and soft drinks. Every thing considered, Doris and Jim had outdone themselves... with a lot of help from Traci, of course.

My wife had surprised me when she had come out of our bedroom dressed and ready to leave for the party. Instead of her usual blouse and slacks, she was wearing a tight burgundy sweater that exposed the upper quarter of her big breasts, a flared brown skirt whose hemline was a couple of inches above her knees, and a pair of hot come-fuck-me sandals with 4-inch stiletto heels. It was the first time I had ever seen her wear such a sexy outfit, even in the privacy of our bedroom.

Traci looked hot... really hot... like I had never seen look before. My cock stiffened when I looked at her.

"Wow! You look absolutely fabulous! I love it! Where did you get that outfit?"

"I bought it last week... for the party. Is it too much? I feel like I'm almost naked in this blouse with some much of my breasts showing. The skirt doesn't even come to my knees, and I'm not wearing any stockings. Is it too much? I could go change."

"No," I shouted. "Don't change. I love it... I just fucking love it! If you really uncomfortable, you could wear pantyhose."

"I thought about doing that, but I know how much you hate pantyhose, and this is supposed to a fun party for you as well as me... so I decided to go bare legged. Are you sure you're Ok with your wife showing off like this?"

"Like I just said, Honey... I fucking LOVE it! Are you wearing panties under the skirt?"

"Of course I'm wearing panties... I'm not a hooker, you know."

"Sorry... I didn't mean to imply that your were. I was just hoping."

"Does the thought of your wife going to the party in this short skirt without panties get you hard, Brian?"

"I'm a little hard now, but if you had told me that you weren't wearing panties, I would damn sure have gotten hard. Does that make you angry?"

"No. Why should it? Women like their husbands to get hard."

"I get hard a lot and you don't take advantage of it, Traci," I commented.

"I said women like for their husbands to get hard... I didn't say we're always interested in using your hard-ons. You ready to go?"

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Now that we were at the party and I watched my wife circulating through the house chatting with various people we know, I realized that the sweater showed off more of her tits that I had thought at first. Every guy at the party was doing double takes when she walked by. At first, I was at a loss as to why I had not seen how much her sweater showed off before we left the house, but when I moved closer to Traci, I realized that she had pulled the top of her sweater down so that now almost half of her tits were on display. Even her bra was showing. I couldn't remember a single time in our marriage when she had ever done anything like that. I was puzzled, and I was also getting a very firm erection.

With her sweater pulled down, I and every other man at the party wanted to see more of my wife's big tits.

I'm more of an introvert than an extravert, so, as a result, I usually end up spending a lot of the time at parties either talking to old friends or standing off in a corner somewhere alone. This party seemed to be exactly like that until Doris and Traci introduced me to Brett and Brandy Coxford.

"I don't think you've met the Coxfords have you Brian?" Doris said as the four of them surrounded me.

"No, I haven't."

As Doris made the introductions, I was having a very difficult time taking my eyes off of any one of the four. Traci's tits were now even more exposed than before. I could even see a little bit of one of her nipples. When she saw me checking out her exposed breasts, her flashed flushed red, but she made no move to cover them up.

Embarrassed, I turned to Brett, shook his hand, and then told Brandy has nice it was to meet them. "What's your line of work, Brett. I work with a tax and accounting agency as a CPA."

"I know. Traci told us. I'm a financial analyst and investment counselor. If you're interested in a wide variety of investments, come by my office, and I'll give you a give summary of what's available along with a brief assessment of the risks and potentials. No charge, of course." He smiled broadly as he made the offer.

Brett was something else. Neither Traci nor Doris could take their eyes off of him. I might as well as been on the moon for all the attention I was getting from the two women. I couldn't remember ever seeing a man who seemed to radiate such pure confidence, power, and masculinity. His handsome face, lean, and powerful body seemed to have both women mesmerized.

As he continued to tell me about his business activities, he stared openly at Doris and Traci. It was almost like watching a sleek panther toying with its prey. Both women were breathing deeply, almost panting. My wife even tugged her sweater down a little more exposing more of her tits.

She would never pose hot for me even in private, but my wife had no hesitation in showing off more of her tits to Brett.

I was wondering if I should say something, ask my wife to dance, raise an objection, or whatever, when Brandy spoke to me. "I always go crazy trying to do my taxes and find some way to reduce them. Do you think you might be able to help with that, Brian?"

Her soft, sexy voice immediately jerked my attention away from my wife. Brandy was a brunette with a sensuous-looking face and smile, along with an incredible body that was displayed nicely by her off-the-shoulder, tight, black dress. Almost half of her breasts were displayed, and although they weren't as large as my wife's, I didn't know any men who would complain.

I found myself wishing I could see more of Brandy's body. I hoped my wife hadn't seen me drooling over her.

"I'm sure I could help you, Brandy," I replied, trying unsuccessfully to keep my eyes on her face. When I saw her grinning at me, I shrugged and apologized. "I'm sorry to stare like a school boy, Brandy. I have no excuses."

"A man doesn't need excuses for showing his appreciation for an attractive woman. If I didn�t want men to stare, I wouldn't wear dresses like this. I'm sure you saw my randy husband checking out Doris' and your wife's big tits. Why don't you ask me to dance so that you can feel as well as look?"

I was totally at sea. I had never been in the company of such a frank and open women, much less one who was also beautiful and sexy. "Sure," I stammered. "Would you like to ... eh... dance?"

"I'd love to, Brian. I thought you'd never ask."

As we walked toward the stairs leading to the basement, I saw Brett leading Doris and Traci toward the den, one arm about Doris' waist, the other one about my wife.

"Don't worry about your wife, Brian. Brett will take good care of her. Come on. I haven't had a single dance all evening."

When we were at the head of the stairs, I could resist taking another look into the den where Doris and Traci surrounded Brett. Brett was saying something to Doris that I couldn't hear. In response, Doris reached up and pulled her blouse open enough to allow Brett to see more of her breasts. The three of them were laughing.

Like my wife, Doris seemed to have no inhibitions about showing Brett her tits.

"She's quite the slut, isn't she," Brandy said from behind me. She had come back up the stairs and was now standing behind me watching the scene as I was. "Does it turn you on to watch them flirting?"

"No! I mean... well... it is erotic, but that's my wife. Maybe we should go back before things get out of hand. Doris has obviously had too much to drink."

"Don't be silly, Brian. Traci is just watching like we are, and Doris is stone cold sober. She's just enjoying showing off for a sexy man... that's all. Just like me... showing off my tits for you. Why ruin their fun? Shall we go dance, or do you want to watch them for a bit?"

"No... you're right. I'm being silly. Let's go dance." Brandy beamed and skipped down the stairs with a laugh. I followed, but just before losing sight of the den, I took one more look back. Doris was now laughing as she squeezed Brett's erection. Brett was grinning. I couldn't see the expression on my wife's face, but she had her hand pressed against her breasts.

Right in front of numerous guests, Doris brazenly squeezed and felt Brett's cock while my wife watched. I wondered if it excited her.

Brandy and I danced several through several songs. During the first one, we kept a few inches between our bodies, but as soon as the second song had begun, that separation vanished, and I felt her breasts pressing into my chest.

"They feel good to you, Brian?"

By this time, I had recovered enough of my equilibrium to reply, "Very good. Your breasts aren't as large as my wife's, but they're much firmer."

"Mmmmmm... thank you. I love having them pressed against a man."

By the time we were halfway through the third song, Brandy had her body plastered against me. That was erotic enough, but the way she was moving it sensuously against me made it twice as hot and sexy. There was no possible way I could prevent my erection. By the start of the fourth song, I was hard as stone.

"Oh god! That feels fantastic, Brian. You're really hard... it feels like an iron bar against me."

"I don't know what to say, Brandy. You're just so beautiful and hot."

I want to feel it. Can I?

I was speechless. All I could do was nod as she stepped back and moved her hand to my crotch. Her hand wrapped around my prick... squeezing and moving up and down its length to measure it. "Oh fuck, Brian. You've got a great cock. How often do you let your wife have this?"

I knew if Brandy didn't stop stroking my cock soon, I would shoot off in my pants.

"For the last month or so, she's only wanted it once a week... some times less."

"Give me a call when she doesn't want it, Honey."

Again I was speechless... and this time when I opened my mouth to say something clever, no words emerged.

"You don't have to say anything, Honey. You're cock is speaking for you... very eloquently, I might add," she whispered as her belly rotated against my erection. In her high heels, it was right against her mound, and when she rose on tip toes, I knew it had to be pressed right against her clitoris.

"AAHHH... sooo goood," she hissed. "Hold my ass, Darling... hump it into me."

I did as she ordered. It took less than a minute for her to begin shuddering in my arms. Her hips thrust against me as her trembling increased and then slowly ebbed. "Hot stud... you know you just made me cum."

"We need to stop... Now!"

"Why?"

"My wife or your husband or both could come down her at any minute. We would have a very difficult time explaining this. And besides that, if we don't stop, I'll cum in my pants and I know I could never explain that to Traci."

Brandy giggled, bit my ear lobe, and said, "Ok. The first reason is nothing to worry about. My husband and your wife won't be coming down here, but as hot as it would get me, I really don't want to make you shoot off in your pants. Why don't you get us something to drink?"

It took a few minutes to pour us two glasses of punch and fill a small plate with some snacks so that my erection was half gone when I returned. Brandy was lying on a love seat smiling at me, her dress was up to her hips exposing her legs and thighs well above the tops of the thigh-high, dark hose. Even the crotch of her patterned panties was on display. My erection once again surged. She saw it and grinned.

My eyes were locked onto the crotch of her panties. If they could have fucked her, she would have been laid with no one touching her.

"Thank you for the refreshments, Darling, and thank you for that very hot response to the sight of my legs."

I can see more than your legs, Brandy."

"What can you see, Brian?"

"You know."

"Of course I know, but tell me anyway. I love hearing a man say it."

"Your panties... I can see your panties."

"You can't see all of my panties."

"No... just the crotch."

"But that's the important part, isn't it. That's where my pussy is... that's making you hard."

"Yes... very hard. You're very beautiful and the sexiest women I've ever seen. I hope to god my wife doesn't come down those stairs."

"You really can't see that much of my panties, Brian."

"I can see enough."

"Isn't this better?" Right in front of me, Brandy spread one leg far to her left while keeping the other one on the seat of the couch. The position pulled her dress even higher and exposed the entire expanse of her panty-covered cunt. My erection throbbed, tenting my pants. Anyone within yards of us could tell I was hard as iron.

With her legs wide open, I could tell her panties were wet. I could smell the musky aroma of her pussy. My cock felt like it might break in half it was so hard.

"Damn, Brandy! Close your legs. My wife or your husband could catch us."

"I've told you several times that that's not going to happen."

"How do you know. They're right upstairs in the den."

"Not any longer. Brett and your wife left not long after we came down here."

I was stunned. Speechless.

"Sit down, Brian, before you fall down. You're pale as a ghost. Is it such a shock to you? You've been enjoying me for the last twenty minutes. Don't you think Traci likes to have fun too?"

I did feel like I might faint, so I sat down and lowered my head to let some blood flow to my brain and relieve the dizziness. In just moments, I felt better.

"Traci never does that... never. She's very conservative. We've been married for eight years, and in all that time, she's never even flirted with another man, much less left with one at a party. You're wrong. Besides, we've been down here. You have no way of knowing whether my wife and your husband have left the party or not. Why are making up stuff like that?"

"You're right. I don't know that they've left, but I know other things. Let's make a bet."

"What?"

"You go upstairs and search the house... see if you can find your wife. If you can't, ask Doris where she is. Then, come back down here and tell me. If she's still here, you win. If she's not, I win. Simple. Is it a bet?"

"What stakes?" I asked, not knowing what else to say in my dazed state.

"Oh... something sexy. Like say, if you win, you bring your wife down here to dance while I go back to Brett and later you can name whatever prize you want from me. If I win, you spend some time playing with me while we chat and turn each other on. Is it a bet?"

Brandy had pulled down the top of her dress exposing both of her tits in plain sight of several other couples in the basement. She also had her legs open. "Well?" she asked.

My cock wanted to stay and fuck the hot bitch, but my brain was too worried about my wife. My brain won.

"Ok. I'll be back after I check upstairs and talk to Doris, if necessary."

For next ten minutes or so, I searched every room in the house. I even walked around the grounds and checked to see if our car was still where I had parked it. It was. There was no trace of either Traci or Brett. Walking back inside, I cornered Doris who looked more than a little nervous.

"Where is she?" I demanded.

"Who?"

"The Queen of Siam," I said facetiously. "You know who... my wife."

"Oh. I'm sorry, Brian. I think she and Brett went to the liquor store to get some more gin. We're out. I asked them to stop by the market and pick up some snacks. People are hungrier than I thought they would be."

"Is that the truth?" I demanded to know.

"Of course it is! Why wouldn't it be? Why would I lie anyway?"

I thought about that and shrugged. "You're right. I'm sorry. Just went a little crazy. I've never seen my wife leave like that without telling me."

"Don't give it another thought, Brian. They'll be back soon. Enjoy yourself. Where's Brandy?"

"She's downstairs. When Traci returns, tell her I'd like to see her, Ok?"

"Sure. No problem."

I found Brandy still in the basement, sitting on the same couch. At least she had her legs crossed, but she was still showing a lot of leg and some thigh. "Well," I said, "you were right. She and Brett left. Doris said they went to liquor store to pick up some more gin and some extra snacks at the market."

"Of course. What else?" Brandy grinned.

"How did you know they would be gone? You said that you knew some other things. What?"

"I won the bet so you have to sit down and play with me, Honey."

I always pay my debts, so I sat down beside the gorgeous brunette who promptly moved her hand to my crotch and felt me. "Shit! You're not hard. I liked you a lot better when you were hard and hot." She smiled when she said it and didn't release my now soft cock.

"What did you know?"

"I assumed Brett would take you wife somewhere so he could fuck her. Her big tits and hot ass really drive him wild. He loves fucking her."

"What did you say?"

"I said my husband loves fucking your wife. He's been fucking her every day while you're at work and some on the weekends when you go out to play golf. When he saw her in that sexy dress with those big jugs of hers on display, I knew he would find some way to fuck her tonight."

"Where did he take her?"

"Well, they don't have a lot of time. The lake's only a half mile north and there's a huge number of camp sites surrounded by trees. So, my guess is that he took her to the lake. If they left five minutes after we came down to the basement, they've been gone about twenty minutes or so. My guess is that Brett's fucking her right at this moment."

"Now... right now you mean? As we're sitting here talking, he's fucking my wife?"

Brandy leaned close and whispered, "Right now, Brian. His cock is in your wife's cunt and he's fucking her like a wild stallion. She howling and loving it. And you're now hard as a rock, Baby. It turns you on to think about your wife being screwed, doesn't it?"

A mental image of Brett fucking my wife formed in my brain, so clearly I felt like I was watching his cock sinking into her cunt and listening to her scream as it made her cum.

I ignored her question, but my cock throbbed in her hand. As she said before, my cock answered for me. I finally managed to ask, "He can't be fucking her everyday that I'm at work?"

Brandy laughed. "He hasn't missed a day in the last month, Honey."

"But Doris said they had gone for gin and snacks," I protested.

"She lied."

"Why would she do that?"

"Because Brett's fucking her too. I know you saw the hot bitch squeezing his cock just before we came down here."

"Then why did he take my wife to the lake instead of Doris?"

Brandy shrugged, "Because she's the hostess. She can't just disappear. And Jim was upstairs with her. She'll just have to wait until tomorrow morning. Brett'll be in her cunt 30 minutes after Jim leaves for his Sunday golf game."

I shook my head in disbelief. "I don't believe it," I stated with assurance. "I know my cock gets hard at the erotic images you paint, but I don't believe my wife is being fucked everyday while I'm at work, and I don't believe she's being fucked right now."

"Would you like absolute proof," Brandy asked quietly.

"Yes! Without it, there's no way I would ever believe it."

"Can you take a day off work on Monday?"

"I can. How will that prove anything?"

"Wait until I call you at work and them come to my house. I'll be waiting with the proof you're asking for. Ok?"

"All right. Where do you live?"

Brandy gave me the address and went back to squeezing and stroking my hard cock. "Damn, you have a really big cock, Brian. Maybe as big as Brett. But don't tell how big. I like to be surprised when you fuck me."

Even though there were other couples around, no one was paying any attention to us. They all seemed to be too busy feeling each other. My cock throbbed as Brandy stroked it through my pants. "Doesn't the fact that your husband is fucking all these women piss you off?" I asked, trying to keep my hips still.

"Not at all, Honey. Brett's more man than any one woman can handle, and I'm more woman than any one man can take care of. It's just sex, Darling. And variety is fantastic fun. Don't you want to fuck me? Would you just love to slide your hard cock up my very wet and eager cunt, Honey? I think you would... you hard cock says so. Put your hand under my dress and feel my cunt, Brian. Feel how wet and hot I am for your cock."

There was no way I could resist. When my hand reached her panties, I found them drenched. "God... you're soaking wet," I whispered.

"That's your fault. Let's find a free bathroom and fuck, Honey. Or take me out to your car and fuck me in the back seat."

"My wife will be back soon," I protested.

"No way, Honey. No way. Brett usually spends at least two hours fucking a woman. He's be screwing your wife for at least another hour."

"Can you tell me why my wife is fucking your husband when she's never cheated before? It's very hard for me to believe."

"Brian, don't fault your wife. Brett can seduce any woman he wants. Didn't you notice how handsome, confident, and virile he is. He just oozes masculine sex appeal. He also has incredibly seductive technique and a huge, thick, 10 and a half inch cock."

"Your wife came over one afternoon about a month ago while you were at work. We had a drink, and my husband went to work on her. After thirty minutes of complementing her and telling how exciting he found her, she was more than just a little turned on. It was hot so Brett suggested a cool dip in the pool. I loaned your wife a two-piece suit and we all went out for a swim. Brett was wearing a very, very brief spandex suit that showed every ridge of his huge cock."

"Brett gave you wife two more drinks. When he handed them to her, his cock wasn't more than two inches from her face. She couldn't take her eyes off his dick, and it was only half hard. The second time, he just stood there and let her stare at it. Then he asked her if she wanted to see it. He didn't even wait for her to reply... just pulled his suit down and let that monster out. He got fully hard very quickly and ran the head over your wife's cheek.

After that she had no chance. He picked Traci up and put her on our chaise lounge on her back. Within a couple of minutes, he had her naked... moaning and gasping, her legs up and back with her cunt wide open. Your wife was just crazy with lust. She howled and screamed so much when Brett nailed his cock into her cunt that I was worried the neighbors might call the police.

I watched him fucking her until the hot bitch had cum a couple of times and then left them alone. He told me later, he screwed your wife five times that afternoon."

Brandy stroked my raging cock and asked, "Don't you want to fuck me?"

"I don't know... I've never cheated on my wife before."

"Why are you worrying about that when's she's getting 10 inches of cock up her cunt right now? If she can fuck my husband, why can't you fuck me?"

"Where can we go? I can't very well fuck you here."

"We'll use the guest bedroom upstairs. Doris can't very well object."

"What about Jim?"

"She'll handle that problem. Come on. I want it!"

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"Oh fuck! I knew your cock was big, Baby, but not this big.... aaahhhhhhhhh.... harder... harder... Ram me with that thing, Stud!" Brandy hissed as I pounded my cock in and out of her cunt.

Brandy smiled when I shoved her onto her back, spread her wide, and drove my rigid cock into her cunt. Her hips thrust up to meet me as she moaned with pleasure.

I was nailing the hot brunette on her back with her leg up over my shoulder. Every time my cock drove into her depths, she howled. I had no doubt that Doris was outside listening to Brandy moaning as she took my cock.

"Oh you hot fucking Bastard. You're giving it to me harder than Brett is giving it to your wife... ugh ugh ugh ugh... oohhhh god... I'm gonna cummmmmmmm!" A moment later, I felt her vagina contracting about my rod, her lips stretched wide baring her teeth as she grunted like a whore in heat.

I slowed down causing her to whine, "Oohhh nooo...don't stop... please. DON�T STOP... keep fucking me, Baby, and I'll cum again. Stick it to meeeeeeeeeee!"

Again and again, I sank my cock into her throbbing cauldron. Her juices were seeping around my rod causing it make erotic squishing sounds every time it filled her sex channel.

Her wet cunt felt fantastic about my cock. As I fucked Brett's wife, I began to understand why he was so wild to fuck Traci. Fucking another man's wife was an incredible high.

"OOOHhhhhhh Pump meeeeeeeee.... gonna cum again... harder... make me cummmmmmm!!"

"Take you hot Bitch. I'm gonna cum in you."

"YES! SHOOT IT INNNNNNNN... CUM IN MY CUNT, HONEY. Fill my pussy, Lover. NOW! NOW! CUM WITH MEEEEEEE!"

Our sex organs throbbed together as the thick semen gushed into her hot hole.

Our first fuck was fast as both of us were already about to cum even before I got my prick into Brandy. As her orgasm ebbed, I kept it inside her pussy letting it soak in our juices while her cunt quivered around my shaft.

"I want it again, Brian. Please. Fuck me again."

"Not a problem, Brandy." I got up and moved to the head of the sofa. She tilted her head back, opened her mouth wide, and waited. "Suck me hard, Baby," I ordered as I shoved it into her.

With her head tilted back, her throat and mouth were aligned and it was easy to push my entire length down her throat.

Five inches disappeared into her mouth on the first thrust. Brandy didn't even gag or grunt. She did put her hands on my butt to urge me to fuck more cock into her. On the second thrust, she got six inches. After a half dozen thrusts all 8 and half inches of cock were sinking into her throat as my balls bounced against her nose.

Brandy was taking my entire length into her throat on every thrust. I got hard as stone almost immediately.

It only took me a couple of minutes to get hard as stone again. I pulled my rod out of her mouth, sat down on the couch, and asked, "Do you like to ride it, Brandy."

"Oh hell yes! I love to ride a big cock like yours, Brian. Can I ride you both ways... cowgirl and reverse cowgirl? When I ride reverse, I cum really hard and squirt."

"Quit talking about it... get on it and do it!"

Her cunt felt like hot throbbing lava as she slid her sex tube up and down my length. Grinding her clit against me on every thrust, Brandy came in less than two minutes.

The sensation of her hot ass hammering up and down on my cock as her tits bounced in my face was incredible. She had her eyes closed with an expression of sheer bliss on face as she fucked her cunt up and down on me. Every time I bottomed out in her pussy, she ground her clit hard against my pubic bone. It only took her a couple of minutes to cum in a hissing scream. Two minutes later, I felt her cunt exploding again in hard contractions. This time, she screamed.

"OOOohhhh Man.. what a cock! what fucking! You really know how to bang a woman, Honey. Don't move... Please, don't move. Let me turn around on you. I'm so damn hot, I'll squirt like a fire hose in this position."

The hot Bitch put my cock into her cunt and sensuously lowered herself down its length. Once I was firmly seated inside her, she pumped her ass and began to shriek in the throes of the hard contractions ripping through her cunt.

Once Brandy was in position with her back facing me, she rammed her pussy down on my sex spike. The entire length sank into her hole on the first thrust. She grunted when the head thudded into the bottom of her cunt. After grinding her clit hard against my pubic bone, she started raising and lowering her ass, speeding up with each thrust. Finally, she howled like she was in extreme pain, slammed her cunt all the way down my rod, frantically ground her clit against me and then screamed,

"HERE IT COMES!"

Brandy's ass rose high in the air... her back arched... her cunt contracted... and her juices squirted high and far in a huge stream.

Brandy's hips rose two feet into the air allowing my cock to slip out of her convulsing hole. Her ass humped wildly. Then she wailed as her juices squirted out of her exploding cunt in a huge gush. The stream arched high in the air and shot four feet across the room drenching the carpet. Three more small streams followed rapidly until finally she collapsed in a heap on my body, her lungs desperately sucking in air as her body shuddered and trembled in the aftermath of her orgasm.

Brandy's cunt continued to contract in hard spasms causing several smaller streams to squirt across the floor.

I couldn't wait. I turned the panting woman onto her knees, shoved her head down on the couch, and rammed my cock back into her gaping and pulsing hole. I fucked her like a whore for several minutes and then, once again, unloaded inside her pussy. The hot slut came again when she felt me firing in the load.

I put my last load into Brett's wife when she was in doggy position. She came again when the load shot into her.

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It turned out that Brandy had underestimated how long my wife was going to be gone. It was a good hour and a half before I saw her coming in the front door alone. Brett was nowhere in sight. About an hour later, we were on our way home from the party. It was close to midnight.

As soon as we were in our living room, I pulled my wife into my arms and kissed her hard. She struggled a little but finally allowed the kiss and returned it. For the first time in a long, long time, I scooped my wife up in my arms and carried her into the bedroom.

"I'm really pretty tired, Darling. I know I said we would make love tonight, but let's wait until tomorrow."

"I'm not going to make love to you tonight, Traci. I'm going to fuck you." In one motion, I pulled her sweater over her head baring her big tits. The fact that she was now braless was not lost on me, but I said nothing. Pulling down the zipper in the back of her skirt, it fell to the floor leaving her naked except for her white thong and heels.

"So you were wearing panties tonight... and very sexy ones too," I whispered as I kissed her again. As I ran my tongue into her mouth, my hand was exploring between her thighs. Her panties were soaked... soaked but she said she was to tired to fuck. Of course, I knew the reason... the soaked panties weren't due to her excitement, they were due to the half dozen or so loads of cum Brett had pumped into my hot wife that evening... but I said nothing.

"What this crap about being too tired, Traci. You're dripping wet. I can't ever remember seeing you this wet. You're ready for it, Baby, and I'm going to give it to you."

I quickly stripped as my wife leaned back against the foot of the bed urging me to hurry. I was surprised. Apparently, in the span of a few minutes she had gone from not wanting to fuck to being so hot she was urging me to hurry. It made little sense, but I wanted to fuck her and wasn't going to argue.

When I pulled my briefs down, my cock reared up like freed tiger, hard and throbbing. I pulled Traci closer, thrust my erection in her face, and said, "Suck it, Baby. Show me how much you want my cock."

I could see she was reluctant, but having promised that we would have sex tonight and having just urged me to hurry, she really didn't have a choice. Her mouth opened wide, and I pushed three inches inside. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked in another inch while cupping my balls. When I tried to push more cock inside, she put her hand around my organ to stop me. Traci had never deep throated my cock and tonight was to be no exception.

My wife sucked hard on my cock but wouldn't take more than 4 inches, which was all she had ever taken for me.

Backing up to the edge of the bed, I pulled my wife with me as I laid down on my back. Traci stayed with me never letting my cock slip out of her mouth. Scrambling over my thighs, she pushed her mouth down my throbbing organ as far as she ever had. It still only slightly over four inches, which left more of my prick outside her mouth than in it. Nevertheless, it felt great as she sucked me hard. I knew she was trying desperately to make me cum in her mouth to keep me from fucking her. It didn�t' work.

My slut wife sucked hard, but again, no more than four inches, in an effort to make me cum before I put my cock in her pussy.

"Fucking time, Honey," I growled as I pulled my shaft from her mouth, turned her on her side and got behind her. "Come on, Traci, hike your leg up and open that hot cunt."

Again she hesitated, so I just pulled her leg into the air, adjusted my cock at the opening to her cunt, and pushed inside her. Her pussy stretched open easily and I slid into her cum-filled hole with virtually no friction or resistance. She had be so thoroughly fucked and stretched that my eight and a half inches slipped inside her with no more resistance than if I had been finger fucking her.

Traci's cunt was so full of cum that I slid balls deep into her with no resistance at all. The feeling of fucking her cum-filled hole was erotic even if there was little friction.

I felt her body tense with fear, but when I again said nothing, she relaxed, assuming that I figured she was wet and slick because I had her so excited. When my balls banged against her ass, I withdrew all but two inches. Looking down, I saw several globs of semen clinging to my shaft and its entire length was slick with it. There was so much cum inside my wife that it was dripping off my cock. Snapping my hips forward, I sank my length into her gaping hole and heard the squish of the pooled cum as it flowed around the plunging shaft.

After five minutes of hard fucking, Traci's cunt and pussy lips were coated with a thick white froth of churned cum. I was actually getting off on it. The feeling of fucking a cum-filled cunt and getting what was probably sloppy eighths was incredibly hot and erotic. I was hard as stone inside her.

"On your back, Honey. I want to fuck it in harder."

"Can't you cum like this, Honey. I'm so close. You've gotten me so hot, I'm just creaming all over myself. Please cum... I'm right on the edge."

I ignored her, pulled my prick out of her pussy, and flipped her onto her back. Hiking one of her legs onto my shoulder, I aimed my cock at the huge hole between her thighs and drove it back inside her. There was no friction, but the erotic feeling of sinking into her cum slickened cunt more than made up for the lack of friction.

As I screwed in and out of Brett's cum hole, Traci started moaning that she was cumming. Again, she was faking it.

With so little friction, it was easy to hold my load. Traci was begging me to finish. At one point, she screamed, "I'm cumming, Darling... ohhhhh god... you're making me cum, Shoot it in me, Baby... shoot it in!"

It was pure theater. I felt no contractions of any kind in her cunt. Her breasts weren't rising and falling rapidly... no sweat from the exertion of fucking appeared on her face. She was obviously faking it. I wondered how often in the past she had faked it with me.

The thought really pissed me off. With her leg up on my shoulder and me on my knees ramming her, I had a perfect view of my wife's asshole. It looked stretched to me and there was cum coating its surface, but I couldn't tell if it was coming out of her ass or it had just run our of her cunt. I knew a very easy way to find out.

Without giving my wife any warning, I pulled out of her cunt and turned her over onto her stomach. At first, she thought I was going finish in her doggy style so she put up no resistance when I pulled her up and back to get her knees under her body and arch her ass high in the air.

"Are you ready to cum, Darling?" I asked. "I can't hold it any longer. You're just too hot."

"Ohhhh yes, Honey. I'm so close. Just fuck me hard and I'll explode. Hurry!"

I spread her open with my fingers and aligned my cock with her asshole. Snapping my hips forward, I hit the hole dead center. It immediately spread wide allowed me to sink six inches of cock deep inside her ass. There was more friction than in her cunt, but nothing like what should have been present considering that I had never before gotten into my wife's ass.

Traci's asshole had been stretched so much that 6 inches of cock went on the first thrust and the remaining two and half inches on the second stroke. As I drove in deep, Brett's cum load squished out between my cock and Traci's gaping asshole.

My wife screamed, "NOOOOOOOO!!! NOT IN MY ASSSS... PLEASE... CUNT FUCK ME!"

I hammered in another stroke and this time all 8 plus inches of cock sank into her ass. She grunted and continue to beg me to fuck her cunt.

"Why? It doesn't seem to be hurting you, and I've never had the pleasure of using your ass."

"Oohhhhh shit," she groaned as she felt the cock ramming back and forth inside her cum-filled ass. Mounted on her as I was, it was easy to see the thick loads of cum sticking to my cock every time I pulled out of her. At one point, I pulled out completely leaving a gaping round hole that stayed open. I could see the cum pooled inside her. She took my cock with ease when I pushed back inside.

Every time I pulled out of my wife's asshole, I saw the huge gaping hole that stayed open waiting for my next thrust. Brett must have ass fucked her several times and poured two or three loads into her.

I needed to cum and told Traci that. "Oohhhh yes... shoot it into me, Darling. I'm right on the edge. Cum with me."

I gave her another ten strokes and exploded my load deep inside her ass. When she felt me throbbing, she screamed that she was cumming, but once again, she was faking it. When I withdrew, I watched her asshole, which remained wide open with no trace of any contractions of orgasm whatsoever.

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On Monday morning, I cleared the work off my desk quickly and informed my staff and associates that I had to take care of some personal business so I would be gone most of the day. Given the amount of work I always accomplished in short periods of time, no one objected. My secretary told me she would cover for me with my clients if they called.

I worked steadily at my desk until Brandy's call came a little after 10 AM.

"Hello. This is Brian Bratley speaking. How may I help you?"

"Hi, Honey. You can help me best by giving more of what you gave me Saturday night."

"You said something about proof as I recall."

"I did and you'll have it as soon as you arrive. Don't park in our driveway. There's city park a block north of us. I'll meet you there. Understand?"

I told her I did and would be there in about 15 minutes. Actually, it took less than that. When I pulled into the park, I saw Brandy sitting at a picnic table waiting for me. As I expected, she was dressed hot, even though it was just after 10 AM. In addition, she had her dress pulled up to her hips. A lot of her cleavage was on display, and with the dress up to her thighs, her panties were also exposed. I was getting hard as soon as I approached her.

Brandy looked hot as she exposed her panties and tits for my benefit.

She saw me looking at her panty-covered cunt and grinned as I walked up. "Want to take me in the woods for a quickie? I really get off hard when a guy just makes me bend over and grab my ankles while he fucks me in a public place like this. Please... do it to me like that, Brian."

"Sounds hot. When we get back, I'll fuck you just like that whether you've changed your mind or not."

"Oh god... I love it when men take charge like that. I'm not sure I can wait."

"You can either wait, or finger fuck yourself. Your choice. Make up your mind."

She put her hand under her panties and began rubbing her cunt. I thought she had decided to finger fuck herself, but she pulled her hand out and moaned, "You hot Stud. God, but you turn me on. Let's head for my house so you can get your proof and then start fucking me."

"What's the proof you're going to show me?"

"Wait and see. That takes less time than explaining it to you."

It was a short walk, and as we approached Brandy and Brett's home, she said, "Be very quiet. We're going to take the stairs in back to our second floor deck and enter through the guest bedroom. When we get on the deck, take off your shoes before we go inside."

I followed instructions feeling a little bit like a secret agent. Brandy slipped off her heels and put them beside my shoes and then unlocked the door to the guest bedroom. The room was in shadows as there were no lights on. "Follow me. Stay behind me and do what I do," she whispered.

Leaving the bedroom, we entered the upstairs hallway. Brandy motioned for me to follow her. She pressed her back to the wall and moved quietly down the hall until we reached the loft at the end, which overlooked the Great Room below. The Great Room served as a den, dining room, and study combined. With the loft in darkness, we could easily see down into the room with virtually no risk of being seen from anyone below.

The proof Brandy had promised was right before my eyes. Brett and two other men I didn't know already had Doris and my wife partially stripped. I was confused and Brandy saw it. She whispered quietly in my ear. "I'll tell you all the details later. The two other men are important clients of Brett's. Just watch."

The men had Doris and my wife posing for them as they watched and gave directions. Traci was down to a white dress, thong and heels. Carl was embracing her from behind and before we had arrived had pulled her dress down to her waist. At the moment, he was busy cupping and hefting my wife's big tits. I heard him tell her to spread her legs wider so her could see the crotch of her panties.

I got hard, very hard, as I watched Carl playing with my wife's big tits and ordering her spread wide so he could see her panty-covered cunt.

Doris was wearing a black dress, black thong, and matching heels. Brett and another man had her posing on a chair with the dress up around her waist as she thrust her ass toward the men, wiggling it seductively.

Doris had a hot, gorgeous ass which she wiggled and humped as the men watched and squeezed their cocks.

"Tell the hot cunt to pull her panties aside, Hal. Make her show us her cunt," Brett instructed his client.

"You heard the man, Doris. Pull your panties aside and put that hot pussy on display for us." She didn't hesitate a second. Reaching back, she yanked the crotch band of her panties over her buttocks, put her right leg up on the table, and spread her cunt wide open for the men. I could see her gaping, wet cunt hole all the way up in the loft.

Doris arched her ass and pulled her cheeks open to give Hal and Brett the best possible view of her cunt and ass holes.

Traci was now thrusting her hips against Carl's probing fingers as he pulled and squeezed her nipples. Her eyes were closed, but her mouth was open, and her tongue flicked rapidly over her top lip. I had seen her do that on the few occasions when she had gotten extremely hot with me.

"Why are you letting Traci keep that dress on, Carl? Brett demanded. Get her naked. Don't you want to be naked so we can fuck you, Traci?"

My wife was panting too hard to answer. Brett repeated the question, and Carl twisted her nipple hard bringing a moan of pleasure/pain from her lips. "Answer the man, Slut. Do you want to be naked and fucked?"

"Oooohh yesss... please... please... get me naked... get me naked and fuck me," my wife hissed in passion. Her dress hit the floor a few seconds later.

With my wife's assistance, Carl got her dress off in record time. Her panties quickly followed.

While Carl was pulling my wife's panties down her thighs, I turned back to where Hal and Brett were working on Doris. They now had her sitting on the table, bra pulled down, panties still pulled aside, with her legs spread almost 180 degrees. Her cunt gaped open and both men were a couple of feet away inspecting her hot fuck hole. Doris' hips were slowly grinding on the table.

Both Brett and Hal got close to inspect Doris' obscenely displayed cunt. As they did so, Jim's wife thrust it high so they could see it better.

From the other side of the room, I heard Carl giving instructions to Traci: "Get on the bed, Traci, and spread wide open so we can see every thing." She was on the bed in the position he wanted before I had even looked in her direction.

My wife was lying on the bed naked with her legs open.

Brett walked over and inspected my wife. Bending over, he kissed her open lips. I could hear her moan all the way up in the loft. His fingers penetrated her cunt and pumped her as her hips thrust against his hand. "Turn on your side, Traci, and finger fuck your cunt for us."

Traci grunted as she masturbated for the men. If Brett hadn't stopped her, she would have cum on her fingers.

"She's ready. They're both ready. Let's get them together, side-by-side and have them suck you guys so you can decide if they're worth fucking."

By the time they had both Doris and my wife kneeling back to back, Brandy had my pants unzipped and my rigid cock in her mouth. I had to bite my lip to remain quiet. The men below didn't know it, but three women, not two, were going to be sucking cock in a moment.

Carl moved over and pushed his cock into Doris' mouth hole while Hal used my wife's mouth. Down below, two blonde sluts sucked... up above a brunette slut sucked.

Carl and Hal fucked the two wives hard, driving their cocks deep into their throats. Both women were moaning continuously as they serviced the men.

Female grunts and moans, mixed with an occasional gagging sound, filled the room. I was too far away to see clearly, but judging from the force of their thrusts, it appeared that both Carl and Hal had their entire lengths buried in the women's throats.

Hal's cock was pushing all the way down my wife's throat. She took it all without gagging... something she had never done for me.

Brandy had 6 inches of my 8.5 inches down her throat. The only reason she didn't have all of me was my pants were in the way

Brett's wife was making it as difficult as possible for me to remain silent.

I closed my eyes and just savored the hot sensations of her wet mouth moving up and down my cock. Gradually, ever so gradually, Brandy sucked me deeper... harder.... then faster. I couldn't keep from thrusting my hips to get my rod as far into her mouth as possible. When she felt my cock swelling and beginning to throb as I got closer to cumming, she slowed the motion of her lips on my shaft and when I got even closer, she took it out of her mouth completely until I had calmed enough to allow her to start sucking me again.

The second time she had pulled her mouth off my cock, she shook me to get my attention. "Look down there, Brian. Your wife's being fucked... look!"

I moved closer to the railing and stared down into the great room. Brett had my wife mounted on the arm of a couch on her knees with her head almost lying on the cushion below. Her ass was arched high in the air. Brett was behind her, holding her in position by her arm and using it as a handle to pull her cunt back onto his thrusting cock.

Brett was screwing my wife harder and deeper than I ever had, and she was screaming in hot delight.

At the top of her legs, I could see her pussy all puffed up and wet with her juices seeping down her thighs. Traci had her face turned back so she could see Brett's body humping her. Even though she was quite a distance from my position in the loft, the look of lust on her face was unmistakable... her mouth gaped wide open, lips curled back, teeth showing. She honked with pleasure every time the huge phallus stretched her cunt open and drove the entire length of her vagina to thud into her cervix. I heard her begging Brett to fuck her.

"Ah Ah ... sooo good... aaahhhh... oohhhh fuck me, Brett. Hard. OOohhhhh... I should be shot for letting you fuck me like this, but I can't help it... it's too hot... make me cum, Darling. FUCK ME!"

Traci was so horny... so wild to be filled by Brett's huge cock... that she couldn't just be still and take the fucking. Her ass was moving on its own accord ... thrusting... humping. She continued to beg him to fuck her.

The huge sex spike pumped in and out of my wife's cunt driving her to repeated orgasms. She hissed, grunted and howled as the shock waves ripped through her tightly stretched cunt.

Brett hammered his cock into my wife's steaming pussy. It was so wet that I could see all 10 or 11 inches slide all the way in to her on every single stroke. I knew it had to be filling Traci's cunt completely. From the way she was grunting into the seat of the couch, it was obvious that she loved it. She was all cunt at that moment.

In just a couple of minutes, my wife screamed that she was cumming. Her screams continued for 20 seconds or so and then began to ebb, but they hadn't completely died away when she howled again at the top of her voice. I knew that Brett's huge prick had to be hitting my wife's G-spot on nearly every stroke. Again and again, Traci went into a frenzy of sexual heat as her cunt exploded around Brett's shaft.

My wife had lost all control. She was nothing more than a hot fuck hole as she shouted at Brett not to stop. He obviously had no intention of stopping as he fucked my wife harder and harder for five minutes. Traci was having one orgasm after another as he used her cunt. When Brett finally ejaculated inside my wife and withdrew, she collapsed on the couch... totally fucked out.

Unfortunately for her, Hal was waiting his turn in her pussy. I could see his cock wasn't as big as Brett's but it was hard and sticking straight up. A moment later, it was sticking deep inside Traci's cum-filled cunt hole. Hal fucked my wife like that until she was again moaning and begging him to screw her harder... deeper.

"If you don't like the way I'm fucking you, Bitch, then let's get you on top and you can fuck your cunt on my cock any way you like."

Hal picked up my wife, somehow keeping his cock firmly socked into her pussy, sat down on the couch with my wife on top with her back facing him. "Now, fuck that hot cunt on my cock, Slut," he commanded.

My wife looked totally whorish mounted on Carl's thick cock.

Traci followed his orders. She began pumping her cunt up and down Hal's sex spike. He grabbed her waist with both hands and fucked his cock in and out of her hard and fast.

"Oohhh fuckkk... I'm cumming!" my wife hissed in a hoarse whisper. A half minute later she screamed, "Oh god! my cunt's just exploding... aaahhhhhhhhhhh unnnggghhhh!"

Her whole body was shaking. She tried to get off his plunging shaft but he had her so completely impaled on his spike she couldn't escape. Finally, she was moaning, "Oh fuck... Oh fuck... oh fuck" over and over. Then, she howled, "Oh you hot Bastard! You're shooting you load into meeeeeeeeeeeeee!!"

A few feet away from where my wife's cunt was being filled with Hal's cum load, Doris was screaming and grunting as Carl fucked her in doggy position. "Oohhh stop... please stop... you're just killing me! AAAaaahhhh... ooohhhh god... "

When Carl rose up and pulled his prong most of the way out of Doris, I could see why she was screaming. Carl was fucking her in the ass with an 8 inch, thick cock. He rammed it back in all the way to his balls, and Doris hissed and then whined in a mixture of hot pleasure and pain. His cock flashed in and out of her ass ... faster and faster... she stopped begging him to stop when she began to cum.

Jim's wife was screaming half in hot pleasure, half in pain as Carl ass fucked her deep and hard.

Carl must have fucked her ass for 10 minutes before finally pulling out. I knew Doris had had at least three orgasms. When his cock was out, her ass stayed open... stretched into a huge hole. A moment later, a huge globe of cum belched out of that wide open hole and ran down her thighs.

Doris was bent over like a sex slave. Her ass was now a huge, round hole waiting to service the next cock.

Brett didn't give her a moment to rest. He pulled her head up and said, "I need to cum Bitch. Suck me and don't stop until I unload in your mouth and all over your face."

"Watch this," Brandy whispered beside me, her hand now jacking me off. "When Brett unloads, he fucking drenches the woman. Watch."

Doris sucked him as he pumped all 10 inches down her throat. She held his balls and grunted each time the big shaft sank into her throat and his balls bounced off her chin. I knew Brett was pretty close to cumming. His cock was rock hard and was twitching even as Doris sucked it. I could hear his breathing getting more labored as the seconds went by. Then, I saw his body tense up and I knew he was going to blow his load. Doris pulled his cock out of her mouth and pointed it straight at her face while continuing to stroke it. The first jet of cum flew out of his cock and shot straight into her open mouth. The second jet splashed all over her tits. After that, Brett spewed gush after gush over Doris' face, nose, and tits. She looked like she had been in a circle jerk when the last of Brett's load dripped into her mouth.

The cum load drenched Doris' face, tits and filled her mouth.

Brandy leaded close and whispered in my ear, "This is going to continue all afternoon... right up to 5 PM when you normally leave your office. Do you have your proof? I need to be fucked... If you won�t take me back to your place and screw me, I'm going downstairs and joining the party. I've got to have cock up my cunt and ass."

As we were leaving, I took one more quick look down into the great room. My wife was still on her knees, cum dripping from her chin with so much of it covering her chest and tits, she looked like she had been oiled. Doris was kneeling in front of her, cum seeping from both her cunt and ass and more covering her ass cheeks. Brett's sex gun was empty and now only semi-hard. Carl and Hal seemed ready to fuck the women again.

Traci and Doris were covered with cum and sweat. Doris knelt with her ass arched waiting to be taken again.

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I pulled Brandy to her feet and led her out of the house. In the background, I could still hear my wife and Doris grunting as the men continued to fuck all their holes. Once outside, I pulled Brandy to a stop and kissed her. She was so hot from watching my wife and Doris being fucked that her hips immediately began hunching against my cock.

"Take off that damn sweater. Get your tits out, Brandy."

She grinned, "I thought you'd never ask, Honey." She made quick work of the buttons and a moment later handed me both her bra and her red sweater. Her tits were smaller than either Traci's or Doris', but they were firm and perfect.

"Now the skirt!"

"Oh god. You're gonna strip me, aren't you, Stud? Let's get back to the car first, Honey. It's a block away."

"I know, and you're going to be walking that block naked. Take off your skirt."

I could see Brandy's body trembling at the thought that I was going to make her walk to the park naked in broad daylight. Still, she didn't hesitate a second unzipping and removing her skirt, which she handed me.

"Get on your knees and bend over, you hot Slut. And pull those panties down around your thighs. If you hurry, I'll let you keep your panties on when we walk to the car... otherwise you'll be totally naked. Don't make me tell you again."

Getting onto her knees, Brett's wife pushed her panties down around her thighs and bent over. Her hot ass looked delicious. In her bent over position, she did not see me removing my belt.

Looking at Brandy's hot body, I began to enjoy the fact that Brett was fucking my wife thereby giving me access to his.

"I want some information, and I want it right now. How long have Brett and his clients been fucking my wife?"

From her bent over position, she said, "I'm not sure."

WHACK! The belt left a bright red mark across her ass.

"YYEAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" came Brandy's surprised wail as her hands flew to her stinging ass.

"How long has Brett been fucking my wife?"

"Five weeks," came the immediate answer.

"He fucked her the first time at the pool like you told me?"

"Yes. She was too hot to resist. Women Brett hits on always get too hot to resist. He fucks them all."

"And then you seduce their husbands? Right?"

When she didn't respond immediately, there was a swishing noise and then "WHACK! WHACK!"

"OOHHHH GOD... THAT HURTS! PLEASE... My ass is on fire," she wailed as her hands rubbed frantically at the two new red stripes on her ass.

"Well?"

"Yeah. I seduce the husbands. Brett fucks the wives. I fuck the husbands. Sometimes we do the other way around. This time, he screwed your wife first."

"And Doris? When did her start fucking her?"

"Three weeks ago. Your wife invited her to come with her when she visited Brett. Brett had her naked with her legs spread taking his cock in less than an hour. Then he fucked them both several times."

"How much longer will Brett continue to screw my wife?"

Brandy never took her eyes off the belt when she answered. "Usually, Brett fucks a woman a couple of months and then moves on. So, he'll probably fuck your wife for another month or so. And hopefully, you'll be fucking me. You are going to fuck me, aren't you?"

"Bet on it! You can pull up your panties now. Let's go."

"Let me put on my skirt and sweater, please."

WHACK!

"OOOHHHHHHH OOOHHHHH!!"

"I said, let's go. NOW!"

All the way to the car, Brandy did her best to hide behind trees or whatever was handy. I kept my belt swinging back and forth to keep her moving. I was hoping some men would see her, but no one did. Once we were back in my car with her sitting beside me, I ordered her to lose the panties.

"I want you sitting facing me all the way to my house. Keep your legs wide open so I can see your hot cunt." I slapped the belt across the dashboard to emphasize my point.

With the encouragement from my belt, Brandy had her panties off in record time. "How do you want me," she hissed, apparently angry, but the wet sheen covering her cunt lips gave her away.

Lean back against the door and hike your legs up in the air. Keep them wide open so I can see your hot fuck hole."

"Other drivers are going to see me... even the men on the street will see my legs up in the air... please... let's wait until.."

Whack! The belt slapped lightly across her thighs. "Last warning," I cautioned.

Brandy pressed her back against the door and lifted both legs up in the air. She even reached down and pulled her pussy open with her fingers. "Can you see it, you Bastard?" she growled.

The hot bitch had an incredibly sexy cunt and a delicious looking fuck hole that I intended to use for as long as Brett was screwing my wife.

"Wider and higher with the legs, Slut." She followed orders.

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A half hour later, we were in my master bedroom. I was talking on my cell phone while Brandy was making garbled sounds in the background, which wasn't surprising since it was hard for her to speak through the ball gag planted deeply in her mouth holding it wide open. Every few minutes, Brandy would make loud screeching noises as the vibrator made her cunt and clit explode again. I figured she was begging me with her eyes, but I couldn't be certain since the black hood covered her eyes.

Brandy was screaming into the ball gag but little sound emerged. The vibrator mashed against her clitoris was sending shock waves through her cunt.

Jim had answered on the second ring. "Hi, Jim. Brian here. Got a moment to chat?"

"Sure. What's on your mind."

"Sex. Pure and simple. Have you met Brett and Brandy?"

There was a hesitation followed by, "Yeah. I've met them. Why?"

"Because Brett has been fucking my wife for five weeks now. I just found out about it at your party last Saturday. I got absolute proof this morning. Do you think Brett is also screwing Doris?"

There was another hesitation followed by, "Yeah, I think he's fucking her. But I don't know for how long it's been going on."

"You can stop wondering... he's fucking her. This morning Brandy and I watched from their loft as Brett and two of his clients porked my wife and Doris several times. They were still fucking them when we left. He's been fucking your wife for three weeks, according to Brandy."

"Oh shit! That dirty whore!"

"Don't be too hard on your wife, Jim. Brandy's made it very clear that Brett can seduce any woman he chooses. Neither of them had a chance. Have you fucked Brandy yet?"

"She's come on to me, but I wasn't going to get involved with her just because she claimed her husband was laying my wife. Have you fucked her?"

"Once... and for the next month, I intend to be in her a lot more. Right now, I've got her tied up on my bed, ball gagged with a hood over her head. Her ankles and wrists are both locked in a spreader and pulled back so far that her feet are behind her head with her knees on the bed beside her tits. I've got a vibrator pressing on her clitoris. It's on high, and every few minutes, her cunt explodes in hard spastic contractions. You should see it opening and closing... really wild. I'm calling to see if you want to come over help me fuck the bitch for the rest of the afternoon. Brett and his friends are going to be fucking our wives until after 5 PM."

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When Jim entered the bedroom, the bed beneath Brandy's ass was soaked with her secretions from the numerous orgasms she had experienced.

"Holy Fuck! That's the hottest thing I've ever seen. Have you blown a load into her yet?"

"Not yet. Waiting for you. I took her gag off for a few minutes, and she never stopped begging me to fuck her... any hole. So she's more than ready."

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As the vibrator hummed away on my throbbing clitoris bringing me closer and closer to yet another mind-blowing orgasm, I heard Jim and Brian discussing how they were going to fuck me. Just listening to them discussing me like I was nothing more than a piece of meat they had purchased at a slave auction had me boiling hot. My body shuddered again as I approached another climax.

"Oh god, I thought Brett was a hot stud. Shit, he's a babe in the woods compared to Brain. I've already cum more in the last hour than in the last week... AH AH AH ... UGH UGH UGH... OOOHHH SHIT... I'm cumming again... aaahhhhh...ooohhhhh... aaahhhhhhh!"

There was no way I could keep my body still. The orgasm just ripped through my cunt and clit driving them into hard uncontrollable spasms. I had already spurted six or seven times. As the orgasm surged through my pussy, I felt like I was going to lose control of my bladder.

"GGHHAAAAAA.... a cock was shoved into my ass! I grunted and screamed into the gag Either Jim or Brian was on top of me, fucking my ass... hard... his balls slapped against my butt each time he bottomed out inside my ass. I could feel and hear my heart pounding as my ass took the pounding of the cock. Whoever was fucking me came deep inside my hole and then pulled out.

I howled as the cock slugged into my asshole ... sinking deep on every stroke as it fucked me... finally exploding and cumming inside my ass.

Moments later, the other guy, Brian or Jim, took his turn inside my upturned ass hole. Now thoroughly lubricated and stretched, the cock slid into me easily and sank deep into my ass tube. Someone put the vibrator back on my clit as the cock pumped me... it was too much for any woman to take. My holes went into hard contractions, squeezing the cock that was fucking me. With my ass throbbing on his cock, it only took a minute or so before I felt him pumping in another load of cum.

Brian's cock drove into my ass causing my cunt to throb. Jim pressed the vibe to my clit and I just dissolved into an intense climax. The contractions of my ass sucked Brian's cum right out of his balls.

After that fucking, the men released my wrists and removed my ball gag. They left me tied on the bed, however, with my legs spread and their cum seeping out of my ass. Before they left, Jim said, "Pull your ass open, Brandy, so we can see the cum loads in you."

When the two men returned, they caught me finger fucking my cunt. "Oh god... please. I need cock in my cunt. You've both fucked my ass... do my cunt now. Please!"

Both men laughed, but it wasn't the least bit funny to me. I needed cock... oh god... did my cunt ever need cock! The two men untied me, and I grabbed Brian and tried to mount his hard cock, but he pushed me down onto the bed on my back making me wait. I couldn't keep my hips still. I could feel the secretions gushing from my overheated vagina. I had watched my husband and his clients fucking Traci and Doris all morning and then had my ass fucked for an hour. My cunt was on fire!

Just when I was about to start screaming for someone to fuck me, Jim crawled onto the bed, shoved my legs apart, and mounted me.

"Ready?"

"Oh hell yes! I'm going crazy. Fuck me... hard! Give it t...." My words were cut off as Jim pushed his cock into my vagina... three inches entered and stretched me... then four... then five. He kept feeding me his cock. I heard a high-pitched female screech of passion and realized it was me screaming at him to give me more... more... more. And the hot stud did just that. Pulling back, he gave it to me again... this time ramming all 7 and a half inches of dick into me. His hands thrust under my ass, held me position, as he began fucking me like a wild bull.

Jim's cock felt fantastic inside my pussy. He got me off almost as soon as he entered me.

I was totally helpless as my cunt convulsed around him. When I felt two of his fingers thrusting into my already dilated asshole, it only added to the intensity of the spasms ripping through my pussy.

"Oohhhh you hot fucker... you're making me cum... give it to me... screw my hot cunt, Jim. Fuck me like Brett's been fucking your wife. Screw me hard," I screamed.

I lost track of the how long Jim fucked me... and I lost track of the number of times he made me cum. All I knew was I loved the way he was fucking me, and when he blew his huge load into my cunt, I exploded again.

Abruptly, I felt him being pulled off of my body. "Nooo... don't... please... stay on me... in me, and fuck me again... Please!"

It did me no good. His weight lifted and he was gone. But a second later, another fresh randy male was between my thighs slamming his hard meat into my cum-filled sex cylinder. Opening my eyes, I saw Brian was now on me... fucking me.

"OOOHHhhhh... yesssss!" I howled. "Fuck the shit out of me. You saw my husband screwing your wife... now fuck his wife. Make her beg... make her scream... fuck her full of your hot load, Honey... oohhhh god... that's so damn good! Aaaahhh... aaahhhhh.. harder... fuck it harder, stud!"

After Jim had screwed me, Brian took his turn and he made me cum just as hard as Jim had.

Brian lasted about as long as Jim before he emptied his balls into my throbbing vagina. After we had cum together, the three of us rested on the bed and I fell asleep.

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I don't know how long I was asleep before the thrusting of cocks in and out of my cunt and ass woke me up. "You hot Bastards... taking my ass and cunt at the same time... using me like a sex slave... well... I am... you can fuck me anytime... any hole... FUCK ME HARD... SHOOT IN ME AT THE SAME TIME!" I screamed at them as they buffeted my body back and forth between them... each man treating me like a hot fuck hole, cum dump.

Both men unloaded inside Brandy at almost the same time as her cunt and ass exploded in an intense orgasm.

At 5 PM, Brian pulled me to my feet. I was still naked and cum was running out of both my ass and pussy. From there, it was cascading down my thighs in thick rivers. The two men loaded me into their car naked. They did give me a towel to put between my legs so I wouldn't soil the seats. When we arrived back at my house, Brian stopped the car and waited for me to get out.

"You expect me to come home naked with cum running out of all my holes?"

"Look at it this way, Brandy. Brett is probably driving my wife home right now. So he won't be in the house. Just run in and make yourself presentable. Better hurry. He may come home at any time.

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On Monday afternoon, Brandy called me at my office. My secretary informed me that a Mrs. Coxford was calling and asking to speak with me.

"Please put her through, Susan."

When my phone connected, I waited a moment for the sound of Susan hanging up her phone. "Hi, Brandy. What's up besides my cock?"

"I thought you might like to take off work and come over. Your wife and Doris are entertaining Brett and three new clients of his. It's wild. None of the men can get enough of Doris and your hot wife."

"I'll be there in ten minutes."

"I'll meet you at the same place."

"No. That won't be necessary. Meet me at your front door. No more spying. I'll just join the other men for a bit, and then we'll take off."

"Wow! Your wife is going to be shocked. She has no idea that you know that she and Doris are Brett's personal whores."

"Time she found out, don't you think?"

"Oh, that's hot. You may not want to spy, but I do. I'm going to be up in the loft watching, but don't tell the others."

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Brandy met me at the front door as I had requested. "What are you going to do?" she asked, more than a little curious.

"Not much. Just talk to my wife for a bit... I won't even disturb the guy fucking her. You can go up to the loft and spy if you want, but I'll be in and out of there in less than five minutes. I'll meet you here."

After leaving Brandy, I walked straight to the great room. The scene was similar to one I'd seen last week, but with three men instead of two, it was even hotter.

Brett had my wife bent over the back of the sofa. She was naked, and I could see that her ankles were tied to the legs at the end of the couch, spreading her wide open and making certain that she stayed that way. She was blindfolded and had her head resting on the sofa's seat. With her head down and her ankles tied to the legs of the sofa, her cunt and ass were in perfect fucking position. One of Brett's clients stood behind my wife holding her hips as he plowed his cock in and out of one of her holes. From my position, I couldn't tell whether he had it in her pussy or ass. Traci was moaning softly and occasionally grunting when the guy rammed her really hard.

I wasn't surprised with everyone ignored me. Brett and the other two clients were busy fucking all three of Doris' sex holes. The guy buried in my wife just assumed I was another client waiting for a turn in the hot blonde's cunt.

I sat down on the sofa beside my wife's head and, for a moment, listened to her passionate cries as the cock pumped her. Leaning close, I whispered in her ear.

"You are the sexiest, hottest woman I have ever seen. The way you are right now is they way I've dreamed about you're being with me."

"Brian? Oh god! NO! Please NO!"

"Ssshhh... be quiet. The guy fucking you is about to cum. Don't ruin it for him. Don't worry... every thing will be all right. We'll talk when you get home this evening. Just enjoy the sex."

"I don't understand... oh god, Brian... I ... "

"The only things you need to understand is that I love you and I really love the new you. I'll see you at home around 5:30."

I got up and left the house. Brandy was waiting for me at the front door. "You were right. That took less than five minutes. I'm surprised. Wanna go some where and fuck me, Honey?"

"That's a fantastic invitation, but I have some things I have to do this afternoon before Traci comes home. Can I have a rain check?"

"Any time, Lover... a rain check or anything else you might want."

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It was 6:40 before my wife entered the front door of our house. She smelled fresh and was smartly dressed. Obviously, she had taken time to bathe, thoroughly clean her body, put on new makeup, and change clothes before coming home. She was nervous... very nervous, and afraid that I planned to beat and whip her. There was no doubt in her mind that our marriage was over as I would soon announce my intention to divorce her.

Before she could speak, I said, "Sit down, Darling. I have several things to say and then I want to listen to what you have to say in response."

Encouraged by my addressing her as "Darling", she smiled weakly and took a seat on the other side of the room. "Please, sit beside me. I would like to have you near me."

When my wife took a seat at the far end of the couch, I began. "Over the last week or so, Brandy has filled me in on all the details of how Brett seduced you in the pool at his house and later how he did the same to Doris as you watched. She described in great detail how handsome, confident, and virile he is... how he just oozes masculine sex appeal. She also told me about his incredibly seductive technique and his huge, thick 10 and a half inch cock. She even took pains to tell me not to fault you for spreading your legs for him because, as she put it, Brett can seduce any woman he wants."

My wife interrupted, "Oh, Honey. I'm so sorry... that's not true... I'm just a dirty slut."

"I'm not finished. Don't interrupt until I've said my piece." When Traci nodded, I continued. "At first, I didn't believe any of it. I didn't believe that you would let another man fuck you. You've always been very conservative with me... often refusing to have sex more than once or twice a week." I saw the expression of pain and regret spreading across my wife's face, but I quickly continued.

"I certainly didn't believe that Brett could be that seductive and appealing to women. But then Brandy took me to their house. We hid in the loft last week while you and Doris had sex with Brett and two other men... for hours and hours. Brett's cock was every bit as large as Brandy had said, and he is handsome, and obviously very virile... he fucked both you several times each."

My wife nodded, shamefaced. I saw two tears rolling down her cheeks. I went on. "But you were just as wild and passionate with the other two men as you were with Brett. I decided that it wasn't Brett at all... it was the fact that you're an incredibly passionate woman who loves sex and loves it with multiple partners. Brett just broke open your protective shell of being a conservative, prime, and proper wife that you had shielded yourself with for years. Once that shell was removed, the true Traci emerged... a hot, beautiful, sensuous, lusty woman who loves men and cock. And that fantastically sexy woman is my wife! I fucking love it! It's what I've wanted and dreamed about having my entire adult life."

"That's my entire story. Now I have two questions for you and I can't even begin to tell you how nervous I am over what you're going to say. First, do you still love me? Do you want to be my wife even though I'm not as handsome, as sexy as Brett and only have an eight and half inch cock? Second, if you do still want me, can we have an entirely new lifestyle ... sensuous... hot... erotic... with each other and with other partners, but without cheating?" I stopped speaking and waited.

Traci stared at me for a long time in silence. Our roles had been switched. When she had come home, she was shaking with fear; now it was me who was shaking with fear. She saw my body trembling, her eyes opened wide in surprise, and then a beautiful smile appeared on her face. Quickly, she closed the distance between us and crushed her mouth against mine. Her tongue demanded entrance and, of course, I gave it to her. It was the most important and hottest kiss my wife had ever given me. Slowly, my body stopped shaking and I kissed her back with equal fervor.

When we reluctantly moved apart a full minute or so later, Traci kissed both of my eyes and gave me her answers.

"I don't even begin to understand how you could have possibly figured out what had happened to me. Almost any other man in the world would have just consulted a lawyer about getting rid of his whore wife. I've always desired sex... hot, erotic, sensuous sex... sex with many men. When you were at work, I would masturbate every day fantasizing about numerous men fucking me... using me. Then when you would come home, I would feel ashamed of what I had done. To compensate, I pretended to be a very proper and reserved wife. I was afraid if I let myself go with you, you'd realize that you had married a whorish slut."

"Darling, didn't you..."

"Hush! It's my turn. I need to tell you this. This would have gone on forever if Brett hadn't seduced me that afternoon at his house and then in his pool. Brandy exaggerates his appeal to women, but I was already a closet slut, so he had little trouble getting me to spread my legs for him. And once I did, as you say, the shell was broken and I couldn't get enough cock. I was wearing him out, so he brought in some of his clients to fuck me. Then he seduced Doris who's just as much of a closet slut as I am, and both of us started entertaining his clients. Of course, with you, I continued to be the prim and proper wife. So many, many times I wanted to be a hot slut with you, but I was afraid you'd divorce me."

Traci fell silent collecting her thoughts. "Now, I'll answer your questions. First, I love you more than ever now. I would die if you divorced me. And don't you ever sell yourself short as a man, as a lover, as a stud. You're just awesome! And for your information, Honey, an eight and a half inch cock is one huge cock! And you're now talking to a woman who knows cocks." We both laughed at that comment.

"As to your second question, I would love... just love... to have an entirely new lifestyle ... sensuous... hot... erotic... with each other and with other partners. And I swear, I will never cheat on you again. I expect to have a lot of different cocks while you're enjoying a lot of different pussies, but no cheating! Ever!"

"Now I have a question for you? Will you take me to bed and fuck me... I mean really fuck me like a hot whore."

"Absolutely! But first, I want to take you to dinner and dancing at a hot club. I'm afraid I took the liberty of boxing up all your prim and proper clothes this afternoon. The boxes are still in the garage if you want to keep some or all of them. After cleaning out your closet, I spent two hours at Victoria's Secret buying you a hot new wardrobe. I have also arranged for you to have $250 per month line of credit at Victoria's to buy anything else you might like. Tonight, to initiate our new lifestyle, I hope you wear something just outrageously sexy. And don't count on getting much sleep tonight, you delicious, big-titted, hot slut."

My wife grinned, but then looked at me suspiciously. "How did you know I would say yes to your two questions? How did you know that I wouldn't want to run off with Brett and his big cock?"

"I didn't know. I took a chance... but I'm always going to risk every thing to keep the woman I love... my wife."

One of my wife's hands moved to her breasts, the other to her pussy. "I don't know if I can wait to get your cock into me, Darling."

"Go get dressed... surprise me."

While my wife was changing, I heard her say, "Oh my god... I love these outfits... they're all sooo hot... so sexy." The she yelled loud enough for me to hear in the den, "Honey. I absolutely love these clothes. I've wanted to wear things like this for years. I hope you're ready to take out a hot wife, Baby, cause every guy who sees me is gonna know that your wife is a slut. Tell me truth, will that bother you?"

I yelled back just as loudly: "Come in her and feel my hard-on, Traci, and you'll get a good idea how much it bothers me."

She hurried out of the bedroom at my invitation. "Oh fuck! Are you really hard, Brian? Really?"

I stood, unzipped my pants, and with some difficulty, extracted my rigid, eight-plus inch cock. The head was swollen and purple, already leaking fluids.

"That answer your question?" I grinned.

My wife stared at my erection and squeezed both tits. "Do you like my outfit? You should. You bought it for me."

All my wife was wearing was a tight, white top, a pair of blue denim short shorts with a black belt, and knee-high black boots with a 5-inch heel. It was obvious she wore no bra. "I did, but it didn't look one-tenth as hot on the rack as it looks on you. God! Your tits look like they're gonna tear that flimsy top apart if you take a deep breath. And those shorts... jezz... they don't even cover your ass cheeks. Are you wearing any panties?"

Traci looked steaming hot and totally whorish in the tight top, short shorts, and boots.

"I'm not going to tell you, Honey. Maybe later. You ready?"

We decided to have dinner at a popular sports bar because we both knew there would be a lot of men there. On the way into the bar, Traci dropped her handbag. It flew open when it hit the pavement scattering its contents.

"I'll get it," I said gallantly.

My wife glared at me. "I can manage myself, Darling. Just stand at the door."

The commotion and my wife's sexy body had attracted a lot of attention. This increased when she bent over at the waist to pick up her bag and retrieve all the contents. It took over a minute. Bent over as she was, the tiny crotch band of her shorts had no chance to cover her entire cunt. It pulled aside revealing one lip and her slit. She wasn't wearing any panties. When she finally stood up with her bag, I opened the door for her and followed her inside.

When my wife bent over, the crotch band of her shorts pulled aside exposing her cunt.

"Did you like my show, Darling?"

"I loved it. So did a dozen other men."

"Are you hard?"

"Feel me."

"MMmmmm... oh fuck. It feels like a steel bar."

"It is, you hot beautiful slut."

"Let's eat."

As we walked through the restaurant to our table, every guy in the place was staring at my wife with undisguised lust. If the women were with a guy, they looked like they wanted to claw her eyes out. The women who were there with other women, looked at Traci with open lust just like the men.

At the table, my wife leaned over and said, "I'm so hot, my cunt is throbbing, Honey. Every guy here looks like they want to fuck me."

"That's because they all do."

There were two pool tables in the place, and after dinner, I suggested that we play some pool rather than go dancing. My wife was surprised since she's not a good player. So I added, "Maybe we should just go dancing. If we play pool, you'll have to bend way over to get to the cue ball and maybe even lift your leg, and in those shorts, I don't have to tell you what will happen."

A big grin spread all over my wife's face. "Fuck the dancing," she said. "Let's play pool."

By the time we had played two games, there were a dozen men watching us. Since neither of us were very good, it was obvious they weren't watching hoping to get pointers on how to play the game. Instead of trying to score points by making shots, I would deliberately miss and leave the cue ball in a position that forced my wife to bend over to make her shot. Sometimes, the cue ball was so far out of reach, she had to put the knee of one leg up on the edge of the table and then lean way over. I knew the position completely exposed her cunt.

With her leg up on the table and bent over, Traci's cunt was as exposed as it would have been if she had been naked.

After we finished the second game, Traci said quietly, "They all want to fuck me. I can feel their lust."

"I know. I'm surprised they haven't approached you."

"That's because I'm with my husband... but if you were to leave for five or ten minutes, I probably wouldn't be here when you got back."

"Do you want me to go to the men's room and then stop by the bar for a beer?"

"Only if that's what you want. You already know that I'm hot as fire now."

"I want to have you in bed with me tonight... I want to fuck you... ravish you. If you'll be gone half the night, I don't want that."

"I'll tell the guy, we've only got 15 minutes before you're done in the rest room and are back with our beers."

"Ok." Then, in a louder voice, "I need to hit the men's room, Honey. Be about ten minutes. Would you like me to pick some beer before I come back?"

"Oh yeah. All this playing has me thirsty. Coors light, please."

I walked away toward the men's room but made a sharp right once I was out of sight of the pool table. I exited through a side door to the parking lot and while I waited, I checked my watch for the time... 15 minutes or so was the limit. In less than a minute, I saw Traci with two guys hurrying toward the back of the lot. My wife stopped near one of the lights, and I heard her say. "Here. Do it to me right here. Hurry! We only have 14 minutes or so. Use these," she said, handing each guy a condom pack.

I moved as close as I could with risking being seen. Traci bent over with her head around her knees, reached back, and pulled the crotch band of her shorts aside to bare her cunt.

"Hurry, Stud! Fuck me! Stick it in! We don't have much time."

One of the two men quickly unzipped his pants and got his cock out. Even from where I was, I could see he already had a massive erection from all my wife's teasing. Slipping the condom over his rigid rod, he held her hips steady and pressed the cock head against her opening.

"OOohhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssss," I heard my wife hiss as it sank into her the slick, wet cauldron of her cunt. There was no foreplay, the man immediately began fucking my wife with hard driving strokes. Traci continued to grunt and moan until finally, she husked, "ooohhh fuckk....cumminggg... cumming!"

I knew the guy wanted to prolong the fucking but the guy waiting his turn and my wife's throbbing pussy prevented that. I heard his masculine grunt of satisfaction and saw his hips making short, hard strokes against my wife's backside as he pumped his cum into the latex sheathe.

"Hurry up, Man. Get out of her. We've only got a few minutes left."

The first guy moved away to allow his friend to take his place behind the hot woman who was still bent over waiting for more cock. As soon as he was behind my wife, he opened her shorts and jerked them down below her knees. I heard him whisper urgently, "Get on down on yur knees, Babe. Get that hot ass up in the air. Gonna do you doggy."

There wasn't enough time to argue. Traci lowered her knees to the ground, bent over, and arched her ass high. "UUUgghhhhhhhhhh.... yessss.... stick it in meeeeeeeee," I heard her cry.

Traci arched her ass, pulled open her pussy and screamed, "Stick it in me!"

The guy pumped in and out of her with hard, fast strokes.

"Ung.. Ung Ung Ung Ung," came the rough, harsh grunts of the male that mixed with the softer moans of the female, "ah ah ah ah ah ah ah..."

"Oh shit, Here it comes! Bitch. Big fuck load going in!"

The man in her was grunting like a bull ... my wife was whimpering softly as she felt his cock jerking inside her cunt.

"AAAHHHHH... I can feel your cock throbbing ... shooting. OOOhhhhhhhhhh... YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM!"

I hurried back inside with my two beers and waited near the pool table for my wife to return. It only took her a couple of minutes since all she had to do was pull up her shorts. She was still breathing hard when we left the sports bar 10 minutes later.

When I told Traci that I had watched, she got hot all over again. She wanted to know what turned me on the most... what didn't I like so she wouldn't do it again. When it came my turn, I asked her what she liked most about it... if she was angry that I watched. She said she wished she had known I was watching as that would have made it even hotter for her.

When we got home, we raced each other to our bedroom, dropping our clothes all along the way. Traci flung herself onto the bed on her back, and jacked her legs wide open. The sight of her freshly-fucked, stretched pussy drove me wild. Socking my face into her sex saddle, I clamped my mouth onto her gaping hole and began to suck the juices from her throbbing cunt. As I sucked, my tongue lashed her clitoris repeatedly bringing howls of delight from my hot wife.

"AAHH AAHH AAHH! OH GOD, THAT'S SO DAMN GOOD! YOU'RE AMAZING!"

"Oh you hot Bastard. Suck my fuck juice out of me, Honey. Clean your slutty wife," Traci moaned as her hips thrust wildly against my face. She had her first orgasm within a minute. Her second one followed two minutes later.

When I mounted her, she couldn't keep her hips still. "Please, Darling... I can't wait any longer... don't tease me... please. I need it. Fuck me, Darling."

"I'm trying to, you sexy witch. Hold still so I can get into you."

"I can't... ohhhhh ... too hot... I can't... do something... please."

I pressed her hips into the mattress so she couldn't move so easily and drove my sex spike into the wet, stretched hole of her hungry cunt. She exploded in orgasm instantly. I gave her hard, fast, deep strokes for a minute. Her pussy was already beginning to throb, and I knew that two or three more strokes into her hot cunt would bring me off. Abruptly, I pulled out of her and quickly moved downward to attack her engorged clitoris with my lips and tongue.

When I suctioned the swollen organ into my mouth and worked it with my lips, her pussy whooshed air. When my tongue attacked her clit, she could take no more. I felt her vagina contracting in a hard spasm, her hips rose a foot off the bed, and her juices spurted all over my face and the bed sheets.

I let her recover from her intense climax before driving my iron-hard cock back into her cunt. Her eyes flew open in amazement. "My god, Brian, you're harder than ever. You must be 9 inches. I feel like I have a huge log fucking me. aaaahhhhhhh... ram me, Stud. Fuck your hot whore!"

I got her off twice more before my load rose up from my balls and fired point blank into the deep recesses of her throbbing vagina. It seemed to me like I was never going to stop throbbing and shooting. Even after all the semen was inside my wife, my cock continued to throb and pulse.

After that, we rested. I was still gasping for breath when Traci got up and went off to the kitchen. When she returned, she had a platter of wine, crackers, and cheese. "For my hot lover... he's gonna need all the nourishment and strength he can get tonight."

I kissed her softly. "I love you, Darling... and I'm just wild over the way you look, the hot, passionate way you act."

"I'm sorry, Darling... really sorry."

"Why? Didn't you enjoy tonight?" I asked now fearful of her answer.

"I loved it. And I love the way you fuck me. I'm just sorry for wasting so many years of our lives with my ridiculous prim and proper behavior. I was so concerned that you wouldn't think I was a lady, I forgot about being a real woman for you. That's never going to happen again. I promise."

I smiled, and my newly awakened hot wife asked, "This whole evening has been for my benefit so far. I've gotten every thing. It's time that you got something that you want. Pick something, Darling. Anything. If you want to fuck me out on the front lawn with me naked, let's go. What would you like?"

"I'm afraid to ask."

"No more of that stuff... ever. Do you hear me! I know you've been afraid to tell me anything because all I would ever do was say no and then criticize you for being so dirty minded. But we've got a new lifestyle now. Tell me anything you want, Darling. Please."

"All right. You've never wanted me to fuck you in the ass. When I did it to you last week, I knew you hated it. You've always said I was way too big and that it would hurt... tear you apart. I certainly don't want to hurt you and I really don't want to tear you apart. But..."

"SSSssshhh... don't say another word. I just made that stuff up because I thought no nice woman would permit anal sex. Well, I'm not a nice lady now... I'm your hot slut, and I want your big cock in my ass just as much as you want to put it there. Give me 10 minutes in the bathroom. I'll clean up, give myself an enema, and put in some lubricant. Then, my ass is yours, Lover. And from now on, Honey.."

"Yes?"

"From now on, I'll have my ass and pussy both ready for use anytime you or other men want to use them. No more of these breaks to go do what I should have done before we left for dinner tonight."

Twenty minutes later, Traci and I were both screaming in the hot ecstasy of our first real ass fuck. She was tight and hot... she squeezed my cock like I had never felt it squeezed before. One of us worked her clitoris continuously. She told me later that she had cum four times before I poured my load into my beautiful wife's ass.

"Oh Fuck it, Darling... Fuck it... Ugh Ugh UGH! Fuck my ass, Hard. Ugh Ugh UGH!"

That night we slept soundly and peacefully curled up in each other's arms with my cock deeply embedded inside my wife's pussy. We both dreamed of the wonderfully exciting evening we had just had and thought about delights yet to come.

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I just getting ready to leave the office to get a small snack for lunch the following Wednesday when Susan's light flashed on my phone.

"Yes, Susan?"

"Your wife is on the phone and wants to speak with you, Mr. Bratley.

"Thank you, Susan. Please put her through."

Again I waited until I heard Susan's phone hang up, and then said, "Hi, Honey. Is every thing Ok?"

"Every thing is wonderful, Darling. Absolutely wonderful. Brett called me this morning and wants me to come to his house again this afternoon at 1:00 PM."

"And?"

"I told him that I don't do that any longer unless you're cool with it. I'm supposed to call him back."

"You want to go don't you?"

"You know I do."

"Then you'd better call Brett back right now before he cancels the party for lack of 'entertainers'." Traci laughed at my characterization, and I joined her.

"Anything else you need to know?" I asked.

"Yes. Are you hard?"

"Like stone. I was going out for lunch when you called now I'll have to wait until this erection subsides."

"Why do you have to wait?"

"There's no way I could get past Susan without her seeing it."

"So?"

"She's married."

"So?"

"So, I'm not sure."

"I am. She's female and she would love to see it... particularly if she thinks she's the cause of it."

"She's not."

"You know that, Darling, and I know that, but lovely, sexy Susan doesn't. Have you ever fucked her?"

"No... never."

"I think it's time you corrected that oversight, Darling."

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That evening at dinner, my wife looked positively radiant.

"You look fantastic, Traci. You've been going to Brett's partys for weeks, but you've never come home glowing and radiant like now. What happened?"

"You happened, Darling. For the first time, I was able to enjoy the sex without feeling like a cheating whore, but mostly, I realized how marvelous a stud and husband you are. Every time one of the men fucked me, I had one or two orgasms, but they just weren't in your league. Before the party was half over, I was thinking about how much I wanted you between my legs."

I couldn't keep the big grin off my face. "Wow! That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me, and I mean it!"

"Now it's your turn, Darling. I've been dying to know all afternoon. Did you fuck Susan today?"

"I tried but no, I didn't get into her."

"She turned you down? I'm shocked... really shocked. I've always thought that she was smarter than that. Tell me what happened."

"I stopped to give her my schedule for the afternoon after you called. My erection had my pants sticking out several inches. She couldn't take her eyes off of it."

"I couldn't have either. Go on." I saw my wife's hand move below the table.

"Are you playing with your pussy," I asked.

"Oh yes! Go on... please."

"When I saw Susan staring at my bulge, I said, "I hope my erection doesn't offend you, Susan. I wanted to get some lunch and I knew that I wouldn't have time if I waited for it to go away."

"What gave it to you?" she asked, never looking away from my tented pants.

I followed your advice and told her, "You did. It often happens, but usually I can wait until it subsides so you don't see it and get embarrassed."

"Oh... that's good. Really good. What did she say?"

She asked how she caused it. I said, "Have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately? You're gorgeous, and I've been fantasizing about you for a long time. It just got me so hard today, that I couldn't get rid of this. I hope you aren't angry."

She was still staring at my erection when she asked me, "How big is it? It looks huge."

"A little more than average... eight and a half inches... pretty thick."

"And she still resisted after you said that?"

"Well, Yes and No. I heard her give a soft gasp, and then she asked why I had never told her how much she excited me. I said something about sexual harassment lawsuits and not wanting to offend her."

"And?"

She lowered her voice and said, "You must be in pain with an erection like that most of the morning. I'd love to take care of it for you, Brian, but I'm having my period and can't do you the usual way. But there's nothing wrong with my mouth."

"When I didn't reply, she got up, put the 'out to lunch' sign on the door and locked it. Then, she led me back into my office and gave me a blowjob."

"Dirty Slut," my wife said with a smile. "Did you make the hot Bitch strip?"

"She took every thing off except her panties, garter belt, stockings and heels. I sat in my chair while she knelt between my legs and sucked me. When she had me moaning, she told me that when her period was over, she'd do me with her cunt."

"Oh fuck... I'm about to cum," my wife moaned.

"Stop! I want you boiling hot when I fuck you."

"Bastard!"

"Before I get so turned on by your luscious body that I forget, I want to ask you about a party Saturday night. Can we have a poker party Saturday night with you, Doris, and Brandy serving as the waitresses and as the entertainment? I thought we could invite Jim and Brett, and have him bring three or four of his clients. What do you think?"

"Oh god... just thinking about that is gonna make me cum, Darling. I'm sorry... can't help it. My cunt's on fire."

My wife doubled over at the table as her body began shaking. She moaned softly as the orgasm rippled through her pussy and upward to her belly.

I waited until her trembling ebbed and said, "I think that was a 'yes'." Again, we both laughed.

"You used condoms with the guys at the sports bar, Honey. Do we need to use them at the party?"

"No. Doris and I are on the pill. Haven't you been fucking Brandy bareback?"

"Yeah, she's on the pill too. I was thinking more of STDs."

"If we just invite Jim and Brett, there's no problem there."

"What about his clients?"

"Oh. I thought you knew... I thought Brandy had told you. Brett makes his clients go to the clinic and get tested before he lets them join our parties. Didn't you notice that they were all fucking us bareback?"

"I did, but didn't figure it out. So there's no problem? I'll set up the party."

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There was no problem setting up the party. I never thought there would be. A man would have to be gay or nearly dead to pass up a chance to play erotic games with and fuck three gorgeous, married women. By 8 PM, Jim, Brett, and his three clients, Martin, Todd, and Leon were all sitting around the dining room table getting ready to start the game while our three hostesses brought food and drink.

Earlier I had asked Traci if she had fucked Martin, Todd, or Leon at other parties.

"No. They must be new clients. I haven't seen them before. They do look cute though, don't they?"

"How about Leon?"

"MMmmmmmm...," was my wife's reply.

"Have you had black cock before?"

"No, but I think I'll get some tonight," she had teased.

All three women were dressed hot. I was almost fully hard before we had even started, and I was almost certain that the other five men were equally hard. Brandy's outfit was nothing more than a see-through, black mesh top that completely exposed both of her firm tits. Below the top, she wore a red thong, black, thigh-high stockings, and strapless plastic sandals with a 5-inch heel. She was a walking wet dream.

Brandy's outfit concealed almost nothing.

Doris had on black crotchless pantyhose and matching black heels. The tight sheathe she wore just barely covered her ass. I was surprised to see that my wife was the most conservatively dressed of the three women in her white dress with spaghetti straps. The dress just barely covered her tits. Underneath, she was naked save for a patterned thong and 5-inch black heels with matching black straps.

For an hour or so, we played some Texas hold'em poker for small stakes as the women waited on us, bringing food and drink, and then standing close to the table so the men could feel and caress them whenever they tired of the game. But by the end of an hour, none of us had any further interest in the poker game. All of our interests were directed at what the three wives had between their sexy legs.

Gradually, the game broke up into groups while the women circulated from one group to the next. Jim and Todd were by the patio door when Brandy approached wiggling her hips as her breasts bounced beneath her transparent top. I saw Todd say something to the hot brunette. She smiled and dropped to her knees in front of him. Quickly, she opened his pants and took out his fully erect cock. I thought he was about 7 inches.

While Todd continued to talk to Jim, Brandy took his organ in her mouth and pushed her lips all the way down his rigid shaft. When she had his shaft all the way into her throat, Todd looked down at her, put his hand to the back of her head, and forced her mouth into the pubic hair at his groin. I could see the bulge his cockhead made in her throat each time it entered.

At the same time, Jim told her to stand up. Somehow keeping Todd's cock buried in her throat, Brandy struggled to her feet. Now that she was standing, she had to bend over at the waist to suck Todd's prick. When her position satisfied Jim, he stripped her red thong down her thighs, took out his erect cock, and rammed it into Brandy's cunt. She grunted as it sank into her, but the sound was muffled by the big cock that filled her mouth and throat.

Jim fucked her steadily while Todd kept his rod buried deep inside Brandy's throat as he pumped it back and forth in short strokes. The two men fucked Brett's wife for some time before Todd's body stiffened. I saw her throat working frantically to swallow his huge cum load. She was gasping for breath when Todd finally pulled his semi-hard rod out of her mouth. By this time, Jim as banging her hard and fast... his thrusts shortened as his buttocks clamped down hard sending thick streams of sperm and semen into the bottom of Brandy's dilated vagina.

He let his rod soak in her cunt until his erection subsided. When he pulled out, Brandy remained in her bent over posture as two thick globs of white cum belched out of her hole and formed a long cum rope dangling from her clit. It swung back and forth erotically between Brandy's thighs.

Martin and Brett had my wife sandwiched between them by one of the couches in the den. They must have stripped her dress off while I was watching Jim and Todd screwing Brandy because she was now naked save for her heels. Both men had shed their pants and shorts somewhere. Their cocks were hardened steel bars that jerked spastically in the air in hot lust for my wife's cunt and ass. Precum was leaking from the tips.

I heard Brett tell my wife to sit down on the couch. When she did, Martin tilted her head back and shoved his cock into her mouth while Brett finger fucked her.

Traci sucked in Martin as she thrust her pussy against Brett's fingers.

Leon was lying on the floor naked, his black cock a rigid stalagmite. He had Doris kneeling over him, sucking his prick as she played with his balls. I watched as the cock sank deeper and deeper into Doris until I heard her gag. Leon grabbed her head and forced it down so that his cock drove down her throat. When her gagging stopped, she began sucking him so hard that her cheeks alternately hollowed and then released.

Leon's cock was incredibly thick. Doris could just barely get her mouth over it. Once she did, Leon shoved it into Jim's wife.

Abruptly, Leon withdrew his cock from her mouth, flipped her over onto her hands and knees, got behind her and drove his thick black spike into her ass. She howled as the thick phallus forced her asshole open and sank deep into her bowels. Leon fucked the moaning wife for some time before he blew his load into her.

Doris screamed, half in sexual heat, half in pain, as Leon's thick cock stretched her asshole wide open.

Just as Leon was unloading into Doris' ass, I heard the now familiar sounds my wife always made when she was taking cock. Looking over, I saw that Brett was fucking my wife's ass while she sucked Martin. He had it all the way down her throat, and Brett was soon going to have his entire shaft deep inside my wife's ass.

As I watched, he was sinking it deeper and deeper. With 7 inches buried, he stopped, pull six inches out, snapped his hips forward with power and drove 10 inches of cock into my wife. She grunted as he impaled her. Once it was buried, the two men fucked her fore and aft, harder and harder until about 18 inches of cock were screwing her.

Brett and Martin were fucking 18 inches of cock into my wife. I wasn't surprised that she was moaning continuously.

I saw that Doris's pussy was now vacant as Leon had gone off searching for another hot white cunt to fuck. She was lying on the floor on her stomach, breathing hard, as a steady stream of semen ran from her dilated ass hole. I got down beside her and whispered, "I've wanted to fuck you for years, Doris. Are you too tired now?"

Raising up on one elbow, she smiled and asked, "Why didn't you do it to me. There must have been two or three dozen times when we were together alone. I was hoping and praying that you'd take me to the bedroom and fuck me or just bend me over and give it to me. I can't wait to feel your big cock in me, Brian. But will you take me to the bedroom before you fuck me? This floor is really hard on a girl's ass and knees."

I carried her to the nearest bedroom and left the door open in case anyone wanted to join us. She rolled onto her back and welcomed me with open arms and wide open legs. As my hips socked firmly into her sex saddle, she moaned in anticipation and lifted her pelvis in invitation. I pushed forward and felt the head of my cock slip between the wet, hot folds of her cunt. I was right on her hole and just gentle pressure was enough to start my cock on its delicious journey down her throbbing cunt.

"OOooohhhh god... that feels so good," we both said in unison... almost as if we had rehearsed it. Laughing now, I pushed in deeper, and again, we both groaned with the exquisite sensation of iron-hard cock entering a wildly throbbing vagina. I felt my cock thud against her womb... I pushed harder and it moved back to make room for my last inch of cock. I had all eight and a half inches buried in Jim's wife, and I loved it.

Doris tightened her legs about my hips and locked her ankles. "Now I've got you where I've wanted you for years, Darling. We're going to do this a lot from now on, aren't we?"

"At least several times a week. I think Jim is just as anxious to fuck my wife and I've been to have you."

"Oh he is... he asked me before we came over if we could swing together regularly... I said I'd think about it," Doris said giggling. "After all, I don't want my husband to know that I've been lusting after your body for years, Honey. Now, enough talk. Fuck me! Fuck the shit out of me! Pump me, Stud. I'm already about to cum." I put her legs up on my shoulders and began ramming her. She came immediately and I wasn't far behind.

Doris came twice before I pumped my first load into her cunt.

For the next two hours, the three women stayed naked or at most wore stockings and heels as they circulated from one group of men to another. Every time one of our wives would pass some of the men, they would pull her to one of the couches or into one of the bedrooms for more sex. The party had even spread to our living room where I saw Brandy bent over on the love seat, her ass high in the air, wiggling it to attract one or more of the men. She didn't have to wait long.

Brandy looked both beautiful and slutty with her cunt and ass arched high in the air.

As soon as Leon and Martin saw Brett's wife not occupied and with her sex holes both wet, open, and ready, they were all over her. I wondered who would get her first. The answer was neither. Leon slipped beneath her and drove his huge phallus up into her waiting cunt hole. "OOOHHHHHH fuckkkkkkkkkkk... you're huge, Leon. Be still ... let me get used to that monster, Baby."

While she was still trying to get used to Leon's dick up her cunt, Martin mounted her hips, aligned his cock with her asshole, and thrust it deep. She had already been ass fucked several times, and he slipped all the way into her on the first thrust. Once both men were fully into her, they began to fuck her in unison. Leon rammed his cock up into her cunt as Martin pulled out of her ass. When Leon pulled back for his next thrust, Martin drove into her ass. Very quickly, they had Brandy howling in orgasm. They just fucked the screaming woman harder. She came again... and then again. Finally, neither man could hold out any longer. Both cocks throbbed... thick streams of cum filled both of Brandy's holes. She never stopped moaning.

Brandy was taking black cock up her cunt and white cock in her ass.

I found my wife in one of the bedrooms with Jim and Todd. Jim was finally fucking my wife. She was riding Todd's cock reverse cowgirl with him in her ass. Jim was mounted on her fucking her cunt like a man who hadn't had pussy for years. My wife's mouth was wide open as continuous orgasms racked her cunt and clitoris.

Later in the evening I fucked Brandy while Martin and Todd were taking turns in the master bedroom fucking Doris. Gradually, the party drew to a close. Brett collected his exhausted wife and left with Todd and Martin. Jim had to carry Doris to their car as she was too tired to walk. I put on a robe and went outside to see them off. Everyone agreed it was a wild and hot party.

I went back into the house and locked the doors. I didn't feel like cleaning up the place. That could wait until morning. Besides, I really wanted to fuck my wife if I could get it up again. I wasn't halfway down the hallway to our master bedroom when I heard the sound of bedsprings protesting and squeaking over the excited cries of my wife and the harsh grunts of the man fucking her.

I was surprised because I thought everyone had left, but when I got to the bedroom door, I saw that Leon was still here and he was very, very busy fucking that monster cock in and out of my wife's cunt. Her legs were high in the air, flailing back and forth as the huge shaft bottomed out again and again in her upturned and waiting cunt. She had told me that she thought she would be getting a lot of black cock tonight, and that was exactly what was happening.

I sat down in one of the two lounge chairs we have in our bedroom, opened my robe, and began to stroke my newly hardened cock. The sight of that thick black shaft sinking all the way to the balls inside my wife's dilated and wide open cunt had me hard as stone.

My wife was cumming and screaming at the top of her lungs as Leon's thick black cock pleasured her.

"Ugh! Ungghh! Oh fuck me, Leon... Fuck my hot married cunt, Baby. Aaahhhh... uuummmmm.... give it to meeeeeeeee..."

"Take it, Bitch. Take my big black cock, Slut. Gonna pump you full, Honey. Breed you."

"Yes.. oh YES! BREED ME, STUD. AAAHHH... I'M CUMMING... I'M FUCKING CUMMING AGAIN.... OH! OH! OH! OH!"

"HERE COMES THE LOAD, TRACI... UP YOUR HOT CUNT! UUUGGGGNNNNNN.. UUUGGGNNNNNNN!"

I was amazed that my wife could take all of Leon's huge shaft inside her cunt.

The cum load poured into my wife's hole and then was forced out by the plunging cock. Big white globs ran down my wife's ass onto the bed sheet. I struggled not to cum as I wanted to fuck my wife when Leon finished.

Leon rolled off Traci and the two of them lay there panting in exhaustion. I wondered how long Leon had been fucking her. When Traci finally sat up and grinned at me, I decided to ask.

"You really look exhausted. How long has Leon been fucking you?"

"Not sure, Honey. I think about an hour and a half. He got me off a dozen times."

"How many times did you cum in her, Leon?"

"I pumped four big loads into your Bitch, Man. She is fucking fantastic!"

"Come on, Honey. You were great, but the party's over. Time for you to go."

"I like to spend the night with you. That ok?"

"No. Sorry. I want my husband in my bed at night. Besides, he hasn't screwed me tonight, and I can't wait to get him into me."

Leon nodded and got dressed. I walked him to the door. As he was leaving, he turned and said, "Listen, Brian. I've had a lot of women... I mean a lot... over a hundred, and not one, not one... is as good as your wife or even close to as good. You are an extremely lucky dude. You know she's madly in love with you, don't you? She just loves cock and sex, but you're her main man... always. Take my advice... don't fuck it up. Cause if you do, guys like me would love to take your place."

"Thanks, Leon. I don't intend to fuck it up."

Later, when I crawled in bed with my luscious wife, I told her what Leon had said to me when he left and what my reply was.

We kissed and cuddled and caressed each other gently for a long time. At one point, I whispered, "I fucked Doris tonight. I've always wanted to. It was fun but it wasn't close to what having you is like."

"Were you upset when you saw me going wild on Leon's black cock, Darling?"

"I wasn't upset. But I was jealous. I wanted to fuck you ... desperately."

"When I saw you sitting there watching him fuck me, I knew I would rather have you in me than Leon. If I tell you a secret will you promise not to tell Leon if we party with him again?"

"I won't tell anyone anything if you want it kept secret, Traci. What is it?"

"I faked those last orgasms with him."

"Why? Didn't he screw you good enough to get you off for real?"

"Oh yes, but it would have taken him awhile. And I wanted you. I couldn't wait until he got me off. So I faked my orgasms."

Traci reached down to my groin and found a very rigid, throbbing erection. "Oohhh god. You're hard... like iron! You know where I want that big prick. Put it in me! Hurry!"

I moved between my wife's thighs and sank into her throbbing pussy. We both moaned it felt so good. It was two hours before we finished.

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