2012-01-06

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

Denise's Addictions
by RLM

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At first, Denise was just addicted to exhibitionism.
But very soon, she found herself addicted to big cocks as well.

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Depression:

As I followed Susan Tagert, Carol Edwards, and Vicki Gamil into the club where we intended to have a drink and maybe dance a little if any guys asked us, I wondered for the umpteenth time why I subjected myself to this weekly humiliation. But come Thursday afternoon, I was here almost every week as I had been for two years now.

"Come on, Denise," Susan urged. "The bartender isn't going to serve us drinks out here in the parking lot. Get a move on."

"I'm coming," I replied. As I followed Susan into the club, I watched the sexy undulations of her hips and ass with envy. When we were inside the club, several men at the bar turned to watch her as she walked to the table where Carol and Vicki were waiting. Of course, none of the men bothered to check me out. Since I was 50 pounds overweight, my walk was closer to a waddle than a sexy undulation.

Once we were all seated and had our drinks, things got worse for me as the more aggressive pussy hounds descended on our table. The first guy was a hunk with dark hair, a virile-looking stubble of a beard, bulging muscles, and a gorgeous smile. While he was introducing himself as Ed, he took advantage of his standing position to check out the cleavage of Vicki's 36C tits. When he asked her if she would like to dance, the slut actually pulled her shoulders back so he could see more of her tits. He never took his eyes off of them as she stood up, took his arm, and let him lead her onto the dance floor.

Encouraged by Ed's success, two more men soon approached our table and asked Susan and Carol to dance. They both accepted, and I was left alone at the table. It was humiliating, but not at all unusual. Not only was I 50 pounds overweight, my small 32B tits didn't stick out as far as my belly. I did have nice legs, but as fat as I was, I could never wear a really short dress or skirt that would show them off. My extra weight also made it painful for me to wear three-inch heels much less shoes with a four-inch heel. My short, brown hair was dowdy, my lips were thin, and my nose was too big and a little crooked.

After 30 minutes, Vicki was back at our table with Ed sitting as close to her as the chairs would allow. I couldn't hear what he was whispering in her ear, but whatever it was, it caused Vicki to either smile or laugh. Occasionally, she would shake her head and say "No... I can't do that. Behave." Although I couldn't see what Ed was doing, his hands were beneath the table and I could see his arm moving.

Susan was still dancing with her guy, if you could call what they were doing dancing. Their feet were hardly moving as their bodies swayed to the music. The man's hands were roaming over her ass while she was grinding against him. It looked to me like she was trying to make him ejaculate in his pants. There was no sign of Carol and her guy.

When Vicki got up and followed Ed into the club's game room leaving me alone at the table again, I had had enough humiliation for one day. After dropping $5 on the table to pay for my drink and a tip, I made my way back to the parking lot to my car. As I was leaving, I saw Carol getting out of an SUV followed by the guy who had asked her to dance. She was smoothing down her skirt and trying to do something with her disheveled hair. As I drove home, I wondered if Carl Tagert had any idea what his wife was doing while he was at work with my husband David. I had similar thoughts about Jack Edwards and Earl Gamil, but mostly my thoughts were consumed by an near overwhelming jealousy.

I was in the kitchen fixing dinner when David came in from work around 5:30. He stuck his head in the kitchen, inhaled, and said, "Mmmm... smells good. You're a fantastic cook. Need any help?"

"I think I've got everything under control. Relax with the newspaper, Honey. Dinner will be ready in about 20 minutes."

While I set the table and later when I put out the food, I had unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse so some of my breasts could be seen. It didn't matter. In fact, I don't know why I even bothered. David never stared at my body any longer. and tonight at dinner was no exception. We were only having sex three or four times a month, and half of those times, I had to go down on him to get him hard enough to penetrate me. I knew it wasn't his fault. I was just not sexually attractive to him... or any other man for that matter.

The situation had me so severely depressed that I never wanted to leave the house. My husband or my friends had to essentially drag me out to get me to go anywhere. And when I did go out, every time a man glanced at me and then immediately looked away it was like a dagger being thrust into my stomach.

In this depressed state, I knew I was a pathetically poor sex partner in bed. In fact, in my own mind, I was a living example of the proverbial "dead fish" in bed.

Normally, I was able to handle the situation, but today had been too much. After an entire afternoon of humiliation in front of my friends and having to watch the men hit on all the other women but not me, I had to struggle to hold back the tears. And then on top of that, seeing Carol getting out the SUV after just being fucked while none of the men wanted to have sex with me was nearly overwhelming. When I tried to come on to my husband by opening my blouse only to have him ignore me, I couldn't take it. Right at the dinner table, I began crying uncontrollably.

When the tears started, David dropped his fork, forgot about dinner, and asked me what was wrong. I couldn't answer. All I could do was sob even harder. My husband was out of his seat and by my side in a flash wanting to know if I was in pain... if I had hurt myself... if something terrible had happened. At that point, I leaped up from the table and ran to our bedroom with tears streaming down my cheeks. David was right behind me, but I got the door locked before he could enter the room.

For the next half hour, David stood outside the bedroom door knocking and pleading with me to let him in. I just laid on the bed, crying and sobbing until finally, he gave up and said he would be in the den when I was ready to talk.

It was an hour before I could stop crying and sobbing and another hour before I could muster the courage to face my husband. Finally, I forced myself to get out of the bed. After washing my face and hands, I spent some time at my vanity table doing the best I could to fix my makeup. Just looking at myself in the mirror almost started the tears again. I was only 24 years old, and I looked terrible. I didn't even have the excuse of having borne children since David and I had decided to wait awhile before starting a family.

When I entered the den, I found David reading a book. He looked up and smiled warmly but didn't press the issue by asking a series of questions. I knew he was deeply concerned, but somehow he managed to contain himself and wait until I was ready to speak. It was almost an hour before I did.

"David," I said weakly. "I'm so sorry for the mess I've made of our marriage and our lives."

My husband looked up from his book obviously shocked. "What are you talking about? Did something terrible just happen?"

"No. Nothing that hasn't been happening for the last three years. When we first married, I was a nice looking woman... not beautiful and sensuous... but nice looking enough that you enjoyed both making love to me and fucking me, and I enjoyed both enormously. And then for some stupid reason, I started eating too much, and from there, I began stuffing myself until I was obese."

"It's not that bad. I think..."

I interrupted my husband before he could go on. "Yes! It is that bad. In fact, it's worse! I'm not only fat, there's nothing attractive, nothing sexy about me. My nose is crooked. My lips are too thin. My tits are small... so small my belly sticks out further than my tits. My ass has no shape. Even my hair is short and drab. I'm so fat, I can't wear attractive clothes or high heels. Men used to give me admiring looks, but not anymore. Even my husband doesn't notice when I open my blouse, and we're down to having sex two or three times a month. And I'm not sexy enough to even get you hard half of the time. As a result, I don't even like to leave the house. You know how hard it is to get me to go anywhere."

"You could go on a diet... lose weight," my husband suggested.

"I've tried and tried to do that, but I don't have the will power, and besides, even if I did lose weight, it wouldn't help much. I've been so fat for so long, my skin would sag all over my body. My hair would still be drab, my nose crooked, my tits small, my ass unshapely, my lips too thin. It's hopeless... and the worse part of it is that I know how much you like sex, and I've taken all that pleasure away from both of us. Frankly, I'm amazed you haven't asked me for a divorce or at least started seeing other women."

"I don't want a divorce, Denise, and I don't want other women. I love you."

"I know. You love me, but you don't want me...desire me. You don't get hard thinking about fucking me, and that's all my fault, and I'm so sorry I don't know what to say."

"I suggest we fix the problem rather than cry about it."

"How? I've told you I don't have the will power to lose weight, and even if I did, it wouldn't solve the problem."

"Bullshit! We just have set things up so that you do have the incentive to lose weight, and then we have to fix the rest of the problems."

I stared at my husband for a moment and then burst into tears again. "It's hopeless," I moaned through my sobs.

"I'm going to fix us both a drink while you get yourself under control, and then I'm going to tell you how we're going to make all those problems things of the past."

I had managed to stop crying by the time David returned with screwdrivers for both of us. As we sipped them, he said, "First, let's discuss your weight. We're going to do this together. In the morning, I'm going to get us memberships in at Fitness USA and enroll both of us in the next exercise/aerobics class. We're both going to attend every meeting and you're going to start losing weight."

"I can't stop eating. Exercise won't help," I protested.

"Yes you can because I'm going to eat the same food as you do... just more of it, and I'm going to fix the meals. We're going to start tonight by throwing out all the high-calorie food in the house. Tomorrow, you're going to the Wellness Center to see the dietician to get a diet plan, and I'll start implementing it immediately. Tomorrow is Day One of our program."

"But what about all the rest of the problems like all the lose flab that's going to be left on my body by the diet?"

"While you're losing weight, I'll contact a plastic surgeon in California who does work on Hollywood movie stars and porn actresses. Once you've lost 50 pounds or so, you'll be going for an extended stay in California where the surgeon will do a tummy tuck and a face lift to remove loose skin. While that's being done, he'll fix your nose and give you collagen injections to enhance your lips. How would you like to come home with 36DD tits that get every man in the room hard? He can do that for you and well as give you a sexy ass. Finally, the thought that all that will happen when you've lost 50 pounds will provide the incentive you need to stay on the diet and lose the weight. Well? Is it a deal?"

I didn't speak for a long time. Finally, I began to feel better than I had in a long, long time. "Won't all that be extremely expensive?"

"Of course. Insurance won't cover plastic surgery. It will probably cost between $30,000 to $40,000... about the cost of a new Avalon, but not as much as a Lexus or a BMW and not nearly as much as a Mercedes. And I would much rather have a drop-dead sexy, sensuous, and hot wife than a new car. Besides, Deric Randall pays me a handsome salary as the District Production Manager so we can afford it."

I was silent for about 10 minutes before I smiled and asked, "Would you make love to me tonight, Honey."

"Nope. Not a chance. But I will fuck your brains out."

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Transformation:

The next morning, I awoke with a new, more positive outlook on life. The fact that my husband had fucked me twice the previous night had already made a world of difference. Later in the day, I visited the wellness center and spoke with a dietician for an hour about a diet plan. I spent the rest of the morning grocery shopping for the foods on the plan.

I did veto one part of my husband's plan. There was no way I was going to have him doing all the cooking after he had worked all day. In the end, we compromised. He would cook on the weekends while I handled the job during the weekdays.

As David had planned, we began going to the gym to exercise every other day. Three days a week we also attended an hour-long aerobics class. Instead of watching TV in the evenings, David insisted on taking me dancing. I knew I looked ridiculously fat, but my husband's upbeat attitude and eagerness to dance with me compensated for that. Instead of reading books or the newspaper at night, we substituted long walks.

On several occasions when we were walking through the park, David would bend me over one of the picnic tables, push up my dress, and fuck me. The first couple of times, I protested, but all that got me was a sharp whack on my ass and an order to shut up and spread my legs. After that, I was more than just a little eager to take a walk through the park with my husband. I even took off my panties before we started our walk.

All the exercise and diet soon began to take off the pounds. The first month, I lost eight pounds. The second month saw seven more pounds disappear. Of course, as I lost weight, the rate of loss slowed, as expected, but I was still losing four to five pounds a month.

After four months, I had lost 27 pounds. I couldn't believe it. I was giddy with pleasure as I saw the scale slowly but surely dropping with each passing week. By that time, my hair had grown much longer, and I had had it changed from a drab brown to a sexy blonde.

At the start of the fifth month, I was cooking dinner when David came home from work. He nodded when he came in carrying several packages, but promptly disappeared into our bedroom. About 20 minutes later, he emerged and said sternly, "I don't like the way you're dressed. Get out of those frumpy clothes. Now. Strip naked. All the way. Right now!"

"The dinner will burn," I protested.

"Who gives a shit about that. We can fix something else. Get naked. Now!"

I was giggling as I took my clothes right in front of my husband until they were lying on the floor, and I was stark naked. I still didn't look very good with the loose skin on my belly hanging down but at least my firm tits now stuck out a little more than my belly. Even so, I was turned on... really turned on.

"Good. Now get your sexy ass in the bedroom and put on one of the outfits lying on the bed. Just pick one. You'll be wearing those from now on when I come home from work. Understand?"

As I hurried into the bedroom, I could already feel my pussy getting wet and my clitoris swelling with my arousal. My husband had bought me five outfits all of which were laid out on the bed. I picked up the one nearest to me and saw that it was a short skirt with a see-through blouse, thigh-high stockings and three-inch heels. There was also a pair of black, bikini panties, but no bra.

The clothes were a size or two too small for me, but I didn't care. My legs were the only part of my body that looked nice, and in the sexy, thigh-high nylons and the heels, they looked even better. However, my fat ass bulged out of the bottom of the panties and my belly hung over the top. The skirt also looked silly with my big belly sticking out over it. In addition, my extra weight made it ride higher on my thighs than the designed had intended. The too-small blouse fit tightly over my tits, and since there was no bra, my hard nipples were essentially on display.

As ridiculous as my fat body looked in the sexy clothes, I still loved them. Most of all, I loved the fact that my husband had bought them for me and wanted to see me wearing them. When I made my appearance, my husband drew in his breath and said, "Oh fuck! You look slutty and hot. I love it!" His rapidly growing cock punctuated his words.

"I look ridiculous," I protested hoping my husband would dispute my words. He didn't disappoint me.

"You look hot and fuckable. Available. When you lose the rest of the weight and come back from California, you're gonna look like every man's wet dream."

Those words had my pussy gushing and my clitoris hard and erect. "I feel like a slut in these clothes, but I love them. I can't wear them in public though."

"Not yet, but soon. You look available... are you?"

"Oh yesss... are you going to fuck me? Dinner will burn."

` "I turned off the oven. Bend over the back of the couch. I can't wait to get my cock up your sexy cunt."

My entire body was shaking with excitement as I bent over the back of the couch supporting myself with my hands on the cushions. I arched my ass for my husband and spread my legs.

"Ooohhhhh god," I moaned when I felt my husband pull my panties aside and down my thigh exposing my pussy.

"Your hot fuck hole is gushing. And look at that big hard clit.... mmmmmmm... How much for a piece of your hot cunt, Honey?"

I was already quivering on the edge of an orgasm, and those hot words from my husband pushed me over. My vagina contracted forcing lubricating fluid to coat my hole and labia. At the same time, my clit thrust out of its protective hood and danced in hard pulsations.

"Damn! You're cumming! You're already cumming!" David yelled.

"FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE! STOP TALKING AND FUCK MEEEEEEEE!!"

I erupted in another shuddering climax as soon as David's hard six-inch shaft split my pussy and sank into me. He was wildly excited as he jack hammered his tool into my erupting, eager hole. We were both screaming when he began filling me with his load. Although our coupling had lasted no more than a minute, I had cum twice and David had pumped a monster load of semen into my throbbing pussy.

Five minutes later, I was working on dinner with my husband's semen sliding sensuously down my legs while he assisted me wearing only his briefs. We were both giggling like teenagers.

When we had finished eating and the dishes were done, my randy husband ordered me to take everything off except my heels. "You're going to fuck me again?" I asked in amazement.

"At least once more. Get naked. Leave the heels on." As I stripped, David went to our bedroom and came back with a blanket. He stopped and stared at my naked body as soon as he came into the room. When I saw his cock getting hard inside his briefs, I felt my vagina responding to the erotic sight.

"What's the blanket for?"

"So you won't get grass stains on your sexy ass."

I felt my clit throb. "Oh god. You're going to do me outside?"

"Do you? I'm going to eat you and then fuck you in the back yard. Come on."

"But someone will see us?"

"So? Do I need to take my belt to your naked ass or are you going to move it?"

"Oh god," I moaned as my hand began rubbing my engorged clit.

"MMMmmmm... That's sexy! I love watching your rub yourself. I think I'll have you masturbate while I watch and jack off sometime soon."

"Ooohhh yessss," I moaned as my vagina quivered in response.

David led me into the back yard, naked save for my heels. He spread out the blanket and motioned for me to get on it. I did and without being told, I opened my legs like a whore and posed for my husband with my finger inside my pussy.

Spreading wide, I fingered my pussy for my husband.

David fell on me like a wild man... shoving my legs wide and burying his face against my gushing pussy. His tongue raked up the length of my sex trench, pausing at my opening to slide inside my vagina, and then upward to my clit, which he devoured. My ass arched off the blanket as his tongue slid up and down the side of my clit and then over the sensitive tip. At the same time, his fingers pumped in and out of my cunt rubbing my G-spot on each stroke.

"Oooohhhhh gawd damn! Suck meeeeeeeeee.... Don't stop... Please... don't stop," I groaned trying not to scream and attract all the neighbors.

David had no intention of stopping. I groaned in hot female pleasure when I felt him suck my throbbing clit into his mouth and work it with the tip of his tongue. Three fingers were now inside my pussy... spreading me open and working on my G-spot. I climaxed hard, my entire body shaking. His mouth continued to pleasure me right through my orgasm. As soon as my climax had reached its peak, he pushed in a fourth finger and sucked my clit even harder. I convulsed in another orgasm. This time, I couldn't keep quiet.

“OOOHHHH FUCKING SHIT.... GGGGHHHAAAAAAA!! UUNNGHHH! OOOHH GOD, I’M CUMMING.... AAAAHHHHHHH!!” I screamed loud enough to wake the dead.

Right in the middle of my orgasm, David mounted me and drove his iron-hard six-inch cunt spike into my throbbing pussy. I erupted again... even harder. My legs rose and wrapped around his waist, my ankles locked trying to pull him even deeper into my wet, pulsing hole.

This time, David fucked me for over 10 minutes with hard, deep thrusts before growling in my ear, “I’m gonna shoot in you... can’t hold it. AAahhhh... Yes... Now!”

“Oh Yeah, Lover. Pump me full! Cum inside my cunt,” I whispered in his ear.

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Midway through the seventh month, my weight loss hit 50 lbs. We high-fived each other when we saw the announcement from the scale. That night, David took me out to dinner wearing a ridiculously short skirt and four-inch heels. He wouldn’t allow me to wear any panties either. Even though my nose was still crooked, my lips too thin with loose skin on my face and belly causing my skirt to bulge outward, and my still small 32B tits, I still attracted some male attention when we walked to our table in the restaurant. God, I loved it! My pussy was wet by the time we were seated.

Throughout the meal, he continued to comment on the men who were checking me out. When he returned from the men’s room, he told me several men were trying to see further up my short skirt. That thought almost made me climax. It was the first time I realized how much showing off my body excited me. It was something I had never experienced before, and I was finding that I loved it.

By the time we left the restaurant, I was in heat. All the way home, I had my skirt up around my waist masturbating for my husband and any of the other drivers who might be able to see inside the car. When we passed an 18-wheeler, David matched our speed to that of the semi and turned on the interior lights in our car. Instantly, I spread wider as I furiously fingered my cunt and rubbed my clitoris. When I climaxed, the driver of the semi thanked me with several loud blasts of his air horn.

That night, David fucked me three times... something he hadn’t done since our honeymoon. The next day, he drove me to the airport for my flight to California.

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My plastic surgeon, Dr. Bernard Goldman, was every bit as good as his reputation and his fees suggested. There were a dozen photographs of famous porn stars adoring the walls of his office attesting to the excellence of his work. On one wall, there were three photos of well-known blonde porn stars showing the results of Goldman’s breast enhancement surgeries.

Everyone of the actresses had gorgeous tits.

On the side wall were two photographs of a brunette porn star whom I had seen featured in several men’s magazines particularly since she was a look-alike for a famous politician. Goldman was responsible for her beautiful face and her wonderful tits.

I was absolutely thrilled when I saw what Dr. Goldman could create.

At our first meeting, Dr. Goldman explained that he would first do a face lift to remove the loose skin from my face, to repair my nose, and to enhance the fullness of my lips.

“Since your face is always in view, we want the maximum time possible to allow for complete healing of the small scars the surgery will produce. After a few months, no one will be able to see the scars,” he explained.

After the facial surgery is done, the breast enhancement was to be second for the same reason.

“Women with gorgeous tits always want them on display... so we need time for the scars to heal. Now tell me, Denise, what size breasts would you like to have?”

“I want them big, but not ridiculously so. What do you suggest?”

“On your frame, I think 34DDs would look luscious.” Naturally, I agreed.

When the breast surgery was done, Goldman told me he would do some work on my buttocks to enhance their appearance. He hesitated a moment and then asked, “Would you like for me to enhance the appearance of your pussy? I could make the lips a little larger and make them flare open so that they always appear to be inviting a man inside. Would that please you?”

I couldn’t agree fast enough. Then I asked him if he thought my legs could be made more attractive. I beamed with pleasure when he said, “Your legs are perfect. My motto is if it isn’t broken... don’t fix it.”

Five months and $43,000 later, I was on the plane on my way home.

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A Party at the Edwards:

I had returned from my five-month stay in California three days previously. Other than my husband, I hadn't seen a sole. Needless to say, I was wildly excited and eager to show off my new dynamite body to men who had never given me a second glance and to women who had either pitied or laughed at me. And tonight was the night! David and I had been invited to barbeque/football-watch party at the Edwards’ home. A year earlier, I had always dreaded such parties, but now I was more than just a little eager to go.

After showering, I was running the large bath towel over my new exotic body. Standing inside the mirrored alcove of my luxury bathroom, the multiple reflections in the several mirrors allowed me a good view of not only the front of my nude body but also the sides. By turning slightly, I had an almost equally good view of my backside as well. As my eyes scanned my face for telltale scars, I was pleased... very pleased... to find none.

As I stood naked in front of the mirrors checking out the results of my year-long odyssey, I smiled with intense satisfaction. My overly large, crooked nose was now only a dim memory... a thing of the past best forgotten. In its place was a perfectly sculptured nose that would be a credit to a porn star. My big belly had disappeared. In its place was a flat, tight stomach with well-toned abdominal muscles. My small, unattractive butt was now full and fleshy as a result of superbly well done implants and collagen injections. The same treatment had given me full sensuous lips and gorgeous, alluring, 34DD tits that bounced erotically when I walked and looked like twin cannons beneath my sweaters or blouses. The face lift had removed all traces of face wrinkles. Finally, my dull brown, short hair had been replaced with long, blonde hair that cascaded over my shoulders.

“The only men who aren’t going to be wild to fuck me are either gay or castrated eunuchs,” I thought with a big grin. I couldn’t wait to see how hard I could make their cocks.

In addition to all of those easily visible changes, Dr. Goldman had also radically altered the appearance of my pussy exactly as he had promised. A year before, my labia were small and tightly closed giving me the appearance of a nun who had never felt a male phallus inside her vagina. Now, my labia were now full and flared in invitation, and that invitation was easily visible since I always kept my pussy cleanly shaven. In addition, Goldman had even done some alterations on my clitoral hood so that it no longer completely covered my clit. Even when soft, my clitoris now peeked out from its protective hood, and when it became swollen and erect from sexual excitement, it extended well beyond that... ready and eager for stimulation. In fact, I could now easily masturbate by squeezing my thighs together and moving them just slightly.

As I surveyed my new body in the mirror, the surge of pleasure I felt was exhilarating. When my hands hefted my big 34DD mounds with their prominent and now hard nipples, I moaned softly in erotic pleasure. The thought that dozens of men were going to be staring lustfully at them had me licking my lips in anticipation. When I turned slightly and gazed at my now sensuously full and delectable ass, I wished that I had eyes in the back of my head so I could see all the men getting excited as they gazed at my undulating butt. As I applied lip gloss to my full and inviting mouth, I knew men would be dying to kiss me.

My eyes dropped lower and examined the full, fleshy lips of my pussy, flared open as if inviting a cock to enter. My clit protruded from its hood by a quarter of an inch. The sight caused my vagina to throb in eagerness. My husband now couldn't keep his eyes or his hands off of me. I could hardly wait to see the reaction of other males.

"Will they get hard when they see me?" I wondered aloud. After years of being ignored, I wanted their cocks to get hard... really hard. I hoped they shot off in their pants.

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David couldn't believe his eyes when he saw me coming into their den. He was even more amazed than he had been when he had first seen his new wife returning from California. I was beautiful then, but now I knew I was nothing less than an exotic, sensuous, cock-hardening woman. Before he even realized it, his cock had surged into a throbbing erection.

"Jesus, Denise! You look incredible!" he gasped.

"So do you, Honey. So do you."

"Why? I don't look much different than I've looked for the last 8 years."

"Like hell you don't. Look at the way your pants are tented. Your cock’s hard ... really hard! I haven't seen it that big and hard since the first time I let you fuck me in the back seat of your car."

"I can't help it. You look so hot... so sexy... just awesome!"

"Mmmmmm... you silver-tongued devil. You know just what to say to make a woman's pussy gush."

"Let's forget the party and spend the night in bed fucking," David suggested hopefully.

"No way, Stud! You're hard now, but you're gonna be even harder and wilder to get into me by the time we come home from the party. I want you hard as stone and wild to fuck me. Let's go. We'll be late otherwise, and I don't want to be late."

"You used to hate parties like this."

"Yeah. That was then... this is now. I can't wait to see if all those guys are more interested in football or in your wife's hot, new body."

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As David drove to the Edwards' home, I could feel my clit swelling in anticipation. David knew I was looking forward to the party, but he had no idea how much. After years and years of having men ignore me, or even worse, shake their heads in amazement at how unattractive I was, I could hardly contain myself.

When my husband parked the car, I said, "Go on it, Honey. I need to fix my makeup."

"It's just a football watch and barbeque party, Denise. You look fine. Come on."

"I'll be in as soon as I fix my makeup and hair, David. You can stand beside the car and wait for me or go on inside... your choice." I wasn't surprised when he shrugged and starting walking toward the front door. I wasn't at all angry with him for going in without me... in fact, that's what I was hoping he would do. There was nothing wrong with either my makeup or hair, but I wanted to enter the party alone so the men would feel free to stare at me uninhibited by the presence of my husband. I was so anxious, I had to force myself to wait for ten minutes before going inside.

When I entered, I saw my husband out on the patio talking to Jack Edwards and another man at the barbeque pit. "Good," I thought. "He's out of the way for awhile."

Before I had taken three steps into the house, Myron Jackson caught sight of me. As soon as he did, he stared with a stunned expression. His mouth had opened to say something, but the words died on his lips without a sound. At first, his eyes were locked on my thrusting tits. A moment later, they moved down my body to the my nylon-clad legs and the wide expanse of thigh my short skirt exposed. I felt my vagina pulse as I struck what I hoped was a seductive pose with a hand on my hip.

My vagina was already throbbing as Myron looked me over.

"Hi, Myron," I said as I moved closer to him making certain that I swung my hips with each step.

"Denise? Is that you?"

"Well, I'm not your wife or any of the other women you know... so I must be Denise. Been a long time... a little over a year."

"My god! You look fantastic!" he said in a near gasp. "I love ... absolutely love... your boob job! And all the rest is equally fantastic! I can't really believe it's you."

"I'm glad you like the new me, Myron, and you can go ahead and ask if you like," I whispered as Myron's eyes devoured my big tits.

"How big are they?" he asked in a whisper even lower than mine.

"34DD," I replied as I pulled the bodice of my top down to give him an even better view. I was so turned on, moisture was seeping from my pussy.

Myron's dick jerked inside his pants when I exposed more of my tits.

"Only 34? I thought for sure you'd be 38 or 40DD."

“Small body... big tits, Honey. That makes them look even bigger. And speaking of big... looks to me like you’ve got something that’s pretty big inside your pants... and it’s getting bigger!”

“I can’t help it, Denise. You look like a walking wet dream!”

“I don’t want you to help it, Myron. I want you to get big and hard... like iron. I need to circulate. Later, Honey.” As I passed Myron on my way into the den, I wrapped my hand around his erection and stroked him a few times. “MMmmmmm... I was right,” I whispered. “It is big.” When I walked away, his dick was flexing and jerking spastically.

As I slowly made my way through the house, I was acutely aware of the way my tits were bouncing with every step. When I passed a coffee table covered with snacks, I bent over to get one fully aware that the motion caused my short skirt to rise almost up to my buttocks. I did it a second time when I bent over to get a glass of punch.

Every man in the room checked me out as I passed, and in thanks, I favored each of them with a smile. When one man even squeezed his bulging erection as he stared, I winked at him. Even the women were looking me over... some with thinly disguised disapproval, others with envy. A couple of well-endowed, sexy women smiled and gave me a thumbs-up.

When the football game started, I sat down on the side of desk, presumably to watch the TV, but in truth because it elevated my legs and gave all the men a great view. When several men were trying their best to see more of my body, I pulled my blouse down exposing the top portion of my red bra. Even though that didn't expose any more of my breasts, and the red bra looked like it was part of my top, just the idea that I had lowered my blouse for the men had my breath coming in gasps. For good measure, I also tugged my skirt a couple of inches higher.

With my legs crossed, most of my thighs were on display.

Almost immediately, my exposed thighs attracted male attention. Some of the men tried to pretend they were looking elsewhere rather at my legs. The ones that really excited me were the men who stared openly and continued staring while waiting for me to uncross my legs give them a view of my panties. Earl Gamil stared harder than anyone. He had me in heat.

Earl's eyes were locked onto my thighs. Even when the game became exciting, he ignored the football in favor of my body. I smiled at him. In response, he slowly ran his tongue over his lips. My clit contracted and pulsed. Now it was my mouth that was open... my tongue that was sliding sensuously over my top lip. I moved my legs slightly. Earl leaned forward to get the best view. I uncrossed my legs. I could see Earl's chest rising as he drew in a deep breath.

I spread enough for Earl to see my panties.

When Earl's hand wrapped around his rigid penis and squeezed, my pussy gushed in response. When he leaned further forward, I found myself opening my legs even more for him. He was now looking directly at my panty-covered pussy. I knew I should close my legs, but I was far too excited to do that. I wanted him to look at me. I had been an unattractive frump for so long, the knowledge that I could get Earl's cock hard by just opening my legs a little had turned my vagina into a swamp. Rather closing my legs as I knew I should, I found myself spreading even wider.

With almost no conscious thought, I moved my ass to the edge of the desk, planted my black heels on the floor, and opened my legs enough to expose the crotch of my panties.

I felt like screaming for all the men to check out my panties.

I knew my posture was outrageously provocative. It didn't matter. I was close to an orgasm. I could feel my clitoris swelling and thrusting out of its protective hood. If I so much as touched it and rubbed it once or twice, I knew I would cum. I wanted to cum... I wanted Earl and the other men to see more. I spread my legs wider.

At that point, my husband came in from the patio to watch the game. It took all my will power, but I did manage to force myself to stand up, smooth down my skirt, and head for the bathroom where I could masturbate. I was just closing the bathroom door when Earl stopped me. He pushed the door open and entered.

"I need to use the bathroom, Earl. What are you doing in here?" I whispered hotly.

"I want to see more, Denise, and I'm so hard I'm about to cum in my pants. And that's all your fault. You got me hard, now you need to take care of me."

I grinned.. then smiled seductively. "You're a big boy, Earl. I'm sure you know how to get yourself off without shooting off in your pants."

"Of course, but I want some help from you."

"I don't cheat on my husband, Earl. I think you'd better leave."

"Oh come on, Denise. Don't be a cockteasing bitch. At least show me your ass and tits and let me cum on your tits."

"I just told you that I don't cheat on David."

"Letting me get off on your tits isn't cheating, Denise. It's harmless, and I know damn well that you're as hot as I am. You're were about to finger yourself and cum, weren't you? Tell me the truth."

"Yes... yes, I was."

"Your cunt's wet, isn't it?"

"Yes... very wet. But I'm not going to let you fuck me, Earl."

"All right, no fucking. How about the other? Show me your ass and those gorgeous tits. I'm dying to see them and cream them. You'll get so hot doing it, you'll cum too."

I knew I should threaten to scream if Earl didn't leave, but he was right. I was going to get myself off, and I did want to let him see my ass and tits. I knew if I did, I wouldn't even have to rub my clit to get off... I'd cum almost immediately. Turning my back to Earl, I unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor. Then, I bent over and thrust my ass at him.

My vagina and clit were throbbing when I showed Earl my ass.

"Do you like my ass, Earl? Does it make your cock hard? Make you want to stroke it?"

"Oh fuck yes!"

"Then do it! Take it out and jerk off for me. Hurry. I'm already about to cum."

Earl didn't take half measures. As soon as he had his pants open, he removed them along with his briefs. His nice 6-inch dick was hard as stone standing nearly straight up and throbbing. With one motion, Earl pulled his Tee over his head and sat down on the commode lid with his legs stretched out in front. His hand wrapped around his engorged dick and began to stroke it.

As Earl's ass arched up off the seat and his hand pumped his shaft, my pussy and clit erupted in hard contractions sending wave after wave of pleasure through me.

Watching Earl jack off was enough to make me cum.

"OOoohhhhhhhhhh god... oooohhhhhhh yesss!"

"Jesus! You're cumming... you're fucking cumming!" Earl gasped.

"Yes... yes... yess!" I hissed in a hot whisper, "But not so loud. We don't want your wife and my husband knocking on the door."

"You're not even rubbing your pussy," Earl groaned as his hand continued to pump his dick.

"Showing you my ass and watching you jack off is so hot I don't need to touch my pussy. OOoohhhhh ... I'm still throbbing... aaaahhhhhh fuckkkk..."

"Oh fuck! I love your hot ass. Show me your cunt."

"The deal was ass and tits, Earl," I admonished.

"Then show me your tits. Take them out. Show them to me," he moaned.

I pulled off my top in one motion leaving me in only my red bra. It fell away from my tits as soon as I unhooked it. My 34DD mounds quivered and bounced when I released them. Earl moaned and jacked off even faster.

When I exposed my tits for Earl, my vagina squirted into my panties drenching them.

"God! I can smell the hot aroma of your cunt, Denise."

"I know... I know... so can I. I'm so hot. I'm gonna cum again."

"Feel me," he gasped. "Feel how hard my cock is for you. You know you want to."

"I'm not going to jack you off, Earl."

"All right... all right," he moaned as his hand continued to pump his swollen shaft. "Just feel it a little... stroke it a few times. I promise I won't shoot off. Please."

"If you cum while I stroking you, Earl, I'll never let you do this again. Understand?"

"Yes.. yes... yes... just feel me... feel how hard you've gotten my cock."

Actually, there wasn't any need from him to beg. I wanted to feel his hard shaft every bit as much as he wanted me to feel it. But I wasn't going to tell him that. Reaching out, Earl relinquished his shaft and my hand replaced his. He groaned.

"OOoohhhhh gawd damn! Ooohhh fuckkkkk... jack it... jack meeeee," he begged.

When I began stroking his cock, his ass again arched high off the seat. He had to grimace to keep from screaming with the intense pleasure of feeling a female hand around his dick while he watched my tits heaving with excitement.

Earl gasped as he struggled not to cum.

I squeezed his cock bringing hissing grunts of male pleasure from his lips. When my hand moved faster on his dick, his ass rose higher off the seat.

"Stop... stop! Denise. I'll cum if you don't stop."

"I know you will... I can feel your prick jerking like crazy. I'm about to cum too. Are you ready to cream my big tits, Baby?"

"Oh fuck yes!"

Earl stood up when I released his dick. It was quivering in the air... rigid... hard... swollen... the head was stretched and purple. If ever a cock was ready to shoot off like a cannon, Earl's was.

"Sit on the seat, Denise. Cup your tits while I cream them. Are you going to cum?"

"Yes...yes..YES... I'll cum when you cream me. DO IT!" I whispered hotly.

Moving his cock to within a few inches of my tits, Earl jerked it several times and then groaned, "HERE IT COMES!" A second later six or seven thick streams of semen fired out and coated my tits. Each time a load shot out, he grunted. Every time a thick stream splattered over my tits, I squealed as my pussy and clit throbbed.

"I'm cumming... UGH! UGH!"

"OH GOD... ON MEEEEEEEEE!"

"AGAIN! UGH! UGH!"

"YESSS... YESS... I'm cumming!"

"Still shooting on you, Slut!"

"AAahhhh god yes! CUM, you dirty bastard!"

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The game ended around 11 PM and by 11:30, David and I were on our way home. As Dave drove, he turned to me and asked, "Well, did you enjoy the party or not?"

"I loved it. I've never had so much fun at a party before. Thank you for taking me, Honey."

"My pleasure. I loved it even more than you did."

"You did?" I asked unable to keep the surprise out of my voice.

"Oh yeah! You were really showing it off. It was so erotic, it kept me hard most of the evening."

"Oh Jesus, Darling. I didn't think you had noticed. I thought you were out on the patio."

"I was for a while until John came out and told us we needed to come inside that we were missing the show. Jack said the game hadn't started yet, and John shook his head. "That's not the show I'm talking about. David's gorgeous wife is showing off her new assets."

"Oh my god, David. I'm so sorry! That must have been unbearably embarrassing for you. You must be furious."

"Furious? Why would I be furious because every guy at the party wanted to be me. At least half of them told me I was the luckiest guy on the planet... well, actually they said I was the luckiest SOB on the planet."

"I just couldn't resist, Honey. Are you sure you're not angry?"

"Not a bit. I would have been very disappointed if you had resisted. After all those years of having guys ignore you, and all the catty women talking behind your back about how overweight and drab you looked, you were entitled to show it off... more than entitled, you owed it to yourself and to me. I loved watching you do it. Just fucking loved it! Do you realize that you got half the men at the party hard as stone?"

"I don't think that's right, Honey."

"Like hell it isn't. I checked out a few of the men who were staring holes in you. Take my word for it, Denise, you had their cocks hard as rocks."

"I know."

"You know? I thought you just said that I wasn't right?"

"You weren't right, Darling. You said half of the men were hard. When I checked out their packages, I think almost all of them had erections... very hard erections."

My husband laughed until tears were running down his cheeks. "I stand corrected, my sexy wife. Did you get sick during the party?" he suddenly asked.

"No. Why do you think I got sick?"

"Well, you were in the bathroom for a long time... 20 or 30 minutes. I thought you might have had too much to drink and were throwing up."

"No. I only had one glass of wine."

"Then what kept you in the bathroom so long?"

"Promise you won't get angry if I tell you?"

"Of course not. What was it?"

"It was all those hard erections the men had from looking at my tits and legs. I've never had that before... ever. When it happened, and I saw all those men with hard erections who wanted to fuck me, I got so excited I couldn't contain myself. I had to go to the bathroom and masturbate... Do you hate me?"

"Hate you?? Now you've got me so fucking hard, it hurts. You've never been willing to let me watch you masturbate... hell, you've never even been willing to admit that you did it. As hot as you were, I'm surprised it took you so long to get off."

"It didn't. I only had to rub my clit for a minute before I came the first time. The second time it took a little longer... maybe five minutes. And then I had to clean myself up."

"So now you're satisfied and I'm going to have to go to bed with a hard cock?"

"Hardly. I wanted to get myself off two or three more times, but I didn't think I could stay in the bathroom that long. My cunt's a swamp, and my clit's still hard."

"Your cunt? I've never heard you even use that word before."

"Well, when it gets every man in the room hard and hot that seems to me to be the right word. Anyway, if you can't wait until we get home, then pull off to the side of the road, and we can do it in the back seat. I'm so hot, I'll cum as soon as you stick your cock into me."

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David wasn't kidding when he said his cock was iron hard. He didn't take my invitation to pull over to the shoulder and do me in the back seat, but as soon as he parked in our driveway, he was all over me. My skirt and top were off in less than 30 seconds. Five seconds later, he had my tits out squeezing and twisting my nipples bringing moans of pleasure from my lips. He didn't take off my panties... he ripped them off. When I heard the garment being ripped apart, my pussy went into hard contractions. I howled as the climax ripped through me.

"Damn! You're already cumming!"

"Yesss.... oohhh fuck YES! Rub me... Fuck me... Suck meeee.... do something....aaaahhhhh gawd ... My cunt's on fire.... DO IT TO MEEEEEE!!"

David lifted my legs and pressed them downward until my knees were on either side of my tits. I could feel my vagina throbbing...contracting... opening... closing... juices seeping out. When my husband lowered his face into my sex saddle and covered my pussy with his mouth, my screams filled the car.

"GGGAHHHAAAAAA... AAAHHHHEEEEEEEE... SUCK ITTTT.... SUCK MEEEEE!! I'M CUMMING... AAAHHHH GAWD DAMN!!"

David rammed three fingers into my pulsing hole. Curling them upward, he pressed them against my G-spot and began moving his fingers in erotic circles over and around it. His lips sucked my convulsing clit into his mouth where his tongue swiped up and down the shaft and then over the sensitive, throbbing tip.

"OOOHHH --- UUNNGGHHH! oh.. oh... oh... oh... AAAAHHHHHHH UUNNGGHHH! aahh... aahhh... aaahhh... aaahhh... UUNNNGGHHHHH!!"

Sex juices spurted from my erupting cunt as David made me cum again and again and again. Between climaxes, I was gasping for breath... begging him to stop with my words but arching my ass and grinding it against his probing fingers begging him not to stop with my throbbing cunt.

"Time to take this inside," my husband announced with authority. Pushing his middle two fingers into my ass and spreading two more over my buttocks with his thumb inside my pussy, David slipped his other arm beneath my shoulders and lifted me out of the car. As he carried me inside, he never stopped finger fucking both my ass and cunt holes. I was shuddering in another orgasm when he dropped me onto the couch. As he shed his own clothes, he watched me frantically rubbing my engorged clitoris ... masturbating right in front of him. Opening my legs as much as possible, I rammed four fingers into my vagina and rubbed my clit with my other hand.

"Damn ... that's so fucking hot watching you masturbate!" he groaned as he stroked his erection.

"Watch me... oh god... WATCH ME FUCK MY HOLE... WATCH ME CUM.... AAAAHHHH! I'm cumming.... oohhh god... cumming... fuck me, David... DAMN YOU! FUCK ME!! I can't wait any longer... I need a cock... Stick it in me!"

Moving behind me, my husband hoisted my leg up to give himself access to my wet hole. He took a few seconds to probe between my legs for my opening. When he found it, the big cock head split my pussy and sank into my depths. David snapped his hips and rammed six inches of hard dick up my cunt. I hissed with pleasure and then wailed as he jack hammered his cock into me.

"Ooohhhh gawd damn! It's going innnnnnnnn... YOU'RE FUCKING MEEEEEEEEE!! GIVE IT TO ME!"

David's grunts filled our den as my tits jerked back and forth in time to his hard thrusts. Automatically, my hand flew to my swollen clitoris and rubbed it frantically. Suddenly, my vagina clamped down on David's plunging dick. My abs went into hard knotted spasms.

"Oh Fuck! You're cumming again," David screamed. "Cum you hot bitch... cum!"

I did. Again and again and again. Abruptly, David turned me onto my knees and pushed my head down onto the couch. My orgasm intensified when I felt him driving into me balls deep on every thrust. For over a minute, David fucked me like a runaway pile driver. His dick jerked hard began to fire his load deep inside my cunt covering my womb.

My husband moaned continuously as he ejaculated inside my pussy.

As the last of his semen pumped into me, his thrusts slowed and then stopped. A few minutes later, his penis slipped out of my vagina as he rolled away from me gasping for breath.

"That was wonderful, Darling," I whispered in his ear as I cuddled up against him.

"We're not done yet. Suck me and then we'll take this to the bedroom."

"Again? You're gonna fuck me again after shooting that monster load into me?"

"Suck me and you'll find out. SUCK IT!"

David order sent shivers through me. He had never dommed me like this. Now he wasn't asking me to suck his cock... he was demanding that I open my mouth and suck it. I felt my clit becoming erect again, and when I lowered my mouth over my husband's dick, it began to contract rhythmically causing me to moan around his cock.

David's cock rapidly hardened inside my mouth.

As soon as my lips locked around his penis, it began to throb and swell. Within a few minutes, he was fully hard and fucking my mouth.

"Keeping sucking it, Denise. Suck all of it... Take it down your throat."

Bending over at the waist, I did as he had ordered. When my lips were locked around the base of his 6-inch dick, my vagina began dripping with anticipation. I couldn't wait. Pulling my mouth off his sex gun, I gasped and begged him to fuck me.

"I can't wait. Take me to bed and fuck me! HURRY!"

David carried me into the bedroom, again with his fingers buried inside my throbbing pussy. When we were beside the bed, he set me down and got on his back. His prick was a rigid spike standing straight up.

"MOUNT, YOU HOT SLUT. MOUNT IT!"

When I didn't respond immediately, he slapped my ass and yelled, "GET ON IT. STICK IT IN YOUR CUNT!"

I almost had an orgasm before I managed to get it inside my vagina. As soon as I slide my pussy down his dick, he pulled me forward and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth as his hips hammered his cock into me. Now I did cum... hard... my juices spurted as I howled in uncontrolled bliss.

"OOohhhhh god.... cumming... I'm cumming... fuck meeeeeeeee, David. Fuck my brains out, Darling. AAAhhhhh... uunnnn.... uughhh... fuck meeeee!"

David's cock rammed into me like a sledge hammer. I couldn't stop climaxing.

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The Exhibitionist:

After the incredibly erotic experience at the Edwards' party, I was hooked. By the end of the next week, I had given almost all of my wardrobe to the Salvation Army and had replaced it with much more revealing and erotic outfits. I knew I had gone too far with Earl and decided that that episode was to be a one-time, never-to-be-repeated event. But the thrill of showing off my new body and getting men hard and hot was too exciting for me to resist.

Instead of avoiding parties, we now accepted every invitation and at least twice a month, we would host some kind of party at our home. Of course, David loved my new wardrobe almost as much as I did and when I showed off at parties, he got as hard as all the other men. As a result, David was screwing me harder and more often than he ever had... even on our honeymoon.

By the time I had my new wardrobe completed, I didn't own a single dress that wasn't form-fitting. All my flats and low-heeled shoes had been given away to be replaced with a wide variety of sexy shoes none of which had heels less than four inches.

Even going grocery shopping was an exciting experience. I liked to do it wearing a tight mini-skirt with a very low-cut blouse that exposed a lot of my tits and four-inch heels. Sometimes I wore thigh-high sexy stockings. At other times I went barelegged. If I was really turned on, I didn't wear any panties. As I would prance around the store, all the stockroom boys and bag boys would try to follow me so they could watch my ass undulate.

Every male in the store would follow me when I went grocery shopping.

When I bent over to get an item off the shelf, they were all trying to see down my cleavage or catch a glimpse of my naked ass.

When I bent over, their pants always tented with their erections.

Eventually, I would buy something that was on the very bottom shelf so I would be forced to squat or sit on the floor to reach it. Of course, I was never careful to keep my legs closed when I did that. A lot of the men would squeeze their hard cocks as they stared between my open legs.

When I opened my legs in public, my clit always got hard.

These outings always got me so hot, I had to masturbate as soon as I got home... usually more than once.

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In early December, we attended another football watch party... this time at John and Mary Paterson's home. As usual, I wore a tight sheathe, dark thigh-high stockings and five-inch stiletto heels. I thought about going without panties, but in the end, I thought better of it and compromised with a skimpy thong.

I was sure the men would like my outfit.

I had no interest in the football game, but watching the men get hard as they stared at me was an incredible turn on. At one point, my husband told me that several of the men had asked him if I was wearing panties under my short dress.

"And what did you tell them?" I asked.

"The truth, of course. I told them that you're wearing a thong."

"What did they say?"

"Different things."

"Don't tease me, Honey. Tell me. What did they say?"

"Some of the said they didn't believe it. They think you're naked under that sexy dress. One guy said he hoped you opened your legs enough so he would know for sure. A few others told me that I should tell you to take off the thong."

"Do you want me to take it off, Honey? Do you want my pussy naked under my dress?"

"I do and I don't. It gets me hard as stone to think about it, but I don't think you should."

"Whatever you say, Honey. What did Deric Randall say?"

"My boss?"

"Yeah. What did he say?"

"Nothing. I saw him checking you out a couple of times, but he didn't say a word to me."

Although I didn't say anything to David about his boss' silence, it did disappointment me. I hoped he would have said something. The fact that Mr. Randall had not commented intrigued me. I wondered if he was just being discreet, or if he was shy, or if he didn't think I looked sexy.

The football game was in the second half when I noticed Deric Randall ignoring the game and looking at me. I was sitting on the couch with my legs crossed showing some thigh and a lot of cleavage. His eyes scanned my legs and then moved up to my tits and from there up to my face. His gaze was direct and intense. I could only meet his eyes for a few seconds before they dropped to the very large tented bulge in his pants. I felt a slight grin cross my lips... Mr. Randall might not have said anything to my husband, but his cock was as hard as any in the room.

Encouraged, I shifted my position on the couch causing my skirt to ride even higher on my thighs. Immediately, Randall's eyes locked onto the exposed thigh flesh showing above my stockings. After readjusting my position on the couch twice more, my skirt was all the way up to my hips, and Randall was having to adjust his pants.

My husband's boss obviously liked what he was seeing.

When virtually all of my thigh was exposed, Randall stood up and moved to a position right in front of me. His cock appeared to be huge... at least, the tent it was making in his pants was.

Looking directly at me, Randall said in a low voice so that only I could hear, "You're a deliciously attractive, erotic cocktease. I can't remember being this hard before from just seeing a woman's thighs and cleavage."

As he said it, his pants moved when his cock flexed inside his pants. Uncrossing my legs, I leaned forward slightly bringing Randall's cock even closer to my face. He flexed it again, and my pussy contracted in response.

Randall's bulge was just enormous.

"Are you wearing panties?"

"Yes," I replied in a whisper.

"Show me."

All I had to do was open my legs. When I did, Randall's eyes focused directly on the wet crotch of my panties.

My chest heaved as I opened my legs.

"Your panties are as wet as my cock is hard."

"You look big," I moaned.

"I am big... bigger than you've ever had."

"I think we'd better cool this, Mr. Randall, before we both get too carried away." I didn't even give him a chance to answer before I stood up, smoothed my dress down and walked away.

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We didn't attend another party until New Year's Eve. As was his custom, my husband's boss hosted a gala party each New Year's Eve for all his employees. Although attendance wasn't mandatory, no one ever failed to show up.

"Are you going to wear something hot again, Denise?" my husband asked as I searched through my closet for a suitable outfit.

"Want me to?"

"Hell yes. So does every guy. I'm sure Randall is hoping you do."

"You don't think it might hurt your chances for promotion if I do?"

"If anything, it would help. What are you going to wear?"

After a lot of thought, I finally decided to wear something more conservative than usual. My pale yellow top showed only about half as much of my tits as I usually had on display at parties, and my black skirt came to within two inches of my knees. Instead of five-inch CFM heels, I wore a pair of black pumps with four-inch heels. I could see my husband was disappointed... so much so, I thought about changing, but it was too late. We had to leave for Randall's party.

I looked good but not as sexy as usual.

An hour into the party, most of the guests had a buzz on and were thoroughly enjoying themselves. Randall had turned one of the rooms of his spacious mansion into a dance floor, and by the time we had been at the party for an hour, I had danced with nine men and everyone of them had ground his hard erection into my mound and pussy while their hands cupped and stroked my ass.

None of the wives were dancing with their husbands or boyfriends and half had lost their blouse at some point. A few had also lost their bras and were dancing with their tits exposed. I had managed to keep my bra on but Earl and gotten me out of my blouse earlier in the evening.

My blouse was gone, but I still had my bra.

With my blouse gone, the men had all set their sights on getting me out of my bra or getting my skirt off. As soon as I pushed one pair of hands away, another took their place. My husband was no help either. Myron Jackson had not only gotten Carol Edwards' dress down to her waist, he had also removed her bra. My voyeur husband was in the next room watching Myron as he sucked the blonde slut's big tits at the same time as he was rubbing her pussy through her panties.

I could hear Carol moaning as Myron sucked her nipple while his hand worked beneath her dress.

"Come on, Guys. Stop it. This is going too damn far. Enough, I said! Besides, I need to visit the facilities."

Reluctantly, Carl Tagert took his hands off my ass and John Paterson stopped trying to pull my bra down. "Thank you. Now behave yourselves," I admonished as I walked down the hallway toward the nearest bathroom. I didn't really have to go, but I knew I needed to get away. All the stroking and caressing and the grinding of hard cocks against me had me hot and flushed. I was breathing so hard, it was almost a pant.

After locking the door behind me, I rinsed off my face and then touched up my makeup. I had just finished putting on my lipstick when two powerful male arms circled my back and took possession of my tits. At the same time, an iron-hard cock that felt huge mashed into the crease of my ass. A deep resonant voice hissed hotly in my ear.

"You're easily the hottest, sexiest woman here, Denise, but you are the worst cockteasing bitch I think I've ever seen. That's going to end right now."

"Noooo," I squealed. "I can't. I don't cheat on my husband," I groaned as one of his hands unhooked my bra and tossed it aside. Now his large hands were hefting and working my naked tits.

"Gorgeous tits. Hard nipples. I know your cunt is a swamp by this time. You need... you want... cock, and I'm going to give it to you."

"Oohhhhh god," I moaned helplessly as the magic fingers pulled and twisted my nipples while his lips kissed my neck. As one hand continued to play with my tits, his other hand lifted my dress up to my waist. I felt his hard cock thrusting against my butt.

"OOOhhhhh please.... ahhhhhh... don't.... please don't fuck me... I can't cheat on my husband... please don't."

His response was to slid his hand inside my panties and begin to rub my pussy. Then his knee nudged between my legs and pushed them apart giving him total access to my vagina. Two fingers entered me and immediately located my G-spot.

"OOOHHH GOD! AAAHHHHH!" I couldn't keep my ass still any longer. The erotic squishing noises of his fingers moving inside my pussy, the burning sensations rippling through my tits as he squeezed and twisted my nipples, and the throbbing of my pussy as his fingers strummed over my G-spot had me hunching against his cock.

I heard the sound of him unzipping my skirt. A moment later it fell to the floor and bunched around my ankles leaving me naked save for my heels and skimpy thong. Now the big cock was grinding into the naked crease of my ass. Suddenly, his hands left my tits and grasped the waistband of my thong, one either side. With one powerful motion, he pulled my panties down my legs.

My vagina contracted in a hard spasm as liquid passion seeped from my excited hole. He was still dressed, but I was naked, and I couldn't stop moaning.

"Oh... oh.... oh.... oh....uummm... aaaahh... ooohhhh... oohhh my god."

Now his hands returned to my tits as his cock humped against my naked ass. My body undulated uncontrollably against this man I hadn't yet seen.

My body writhed and hunched against the unknown man.

As he hefted and cupped my tits, I heard his zipper being pulled down. A moment later, I felt his pants sliding along my legs as they fell to the floor. Now, his naked cock was working up and down the crease of my ass as he pinched my nipples harder and harder bringing hissing groans from my lips.

When I felt him removing his shirt, I reached behind my body and felt his organ.... it felt monstrous... huge... hard as stone. "I can't take that thing.... it's too big," I gasped.

Without warning, the man released my now throbbing nipples and stepped back away from my body. "Turn around. Look at my cock. You're the one who got it this hard."

When I turned to face him, I saw my husband's boss, Deric Randall, staring at my naked body ... more specifically... at my cunt with undisguised lust. Then, my eyes fell on his huge, rigid shaft. It stood almost straight up, iron hard, leaking seminal fluids from its swollen head. It was easily the largest, thickest, hardest cock I had ever seen... even in photos. With no conscious thought, I began rubbing my engorged clitoris.

As I stared at the huge dick, Deric wrapped his hand around his thick shaft and began to stroke it. "I'm going to fuck you, Denise... many times. The first time, it's going up your cunt."

"I can't take it... it's too big... OOohhh god! I'm cumming... aaahhhh.. uunngghhh," I groaned as juices spurted from my contracting pussy.

My vagina and clit were still contracting in hard spasms when Deric's arms circled my hips. Taking my ass cheeks in his hands, he lifted me seemingly without effort and dropped me onto the counter. A moment later, I felt him forcing my legs apart and wedging his hips into my sex saddle. His swollen shaft slapped erotically against my mound. Hoisting my left leg almost straight up in the air so that my heel extended above his head, he pushed my other leg out to the side completely exposing my cunt.

I couldn't take my eyes off of the giant shaft as Deric aligned it with my opening. After swabbing the crown up and down the length of my sex trench, he worked the head inside me and sank two inches of cock into my waiting hole. Just that much of his dick stretched me more than my husband ever had. His fingers trapped and squeezed my nipple so hard it began to sting and throb.

"GGGHHHAAAAA!! AAAHHHH FUCKING SHIT! UNNNGHHHH!! IT'S STRETCHING ME OPEN.... UUNNGGHHH!"

Deric's hands moved beneath my ass and held me in place as he pushed another inch of his cock into me. The thick shaft scraped over my G-spot sending shivers through my vagina. When Deric began pulling his cock out, my lips clung to the huge tool as it rubbed against my clit. When only the head was still buried inside me, his cock started back into my throbbing pussy. Two inches... I groaned... a third... my ass rose up off the counter... when a fourth inch sank into me, I shuddered and climaxed.

"Oooohhhh gawd damn! I'm there.... fuck me, Deric, Fuck me hard!"

My entire body was shaking when he shoved both of my legs up over my head and then brought them together trapping his thick cock inside my cunt. I quivered and hissed as he pumped it to me... two ... three... four times, each time driving more cock inside my throbbing hole. When I had six inches of dick in my cunt, I came again... this time, even harder.

My lips pulled back in a hot grimace as Deric's huge shaft stretched me.

"Oh fuck me, Mr. Randall... FUCK ME HARD! I'm cumming again... aaaahhhhh... Is it all in?"

"Not close, Slut. Four more inches of cock still to go."

"RAM ME, STUD. FUCK ME HARD... AAAAHHHHH GOD.... YOU'RE MAKING ME CUMMMMMMMMMMM!!"

Deric continued to fuck me with hard driving strokes. Every time his cock disappeared into my vagina, he gave me another half inch of dick. By the time I felt his balls slapping against my ass, I was shaking uncontrollably in another intense orgasm.

"Ohhh... OOohhh... Is it... aaahhh... uunnnn... is it all in me?" I gasped as Deric continued to slam his lance into my erupting pussy.

"You're taking 10 inches of cock and judging from the way your cunt is throbbing, I think you love it."

"Yes... oh god YES! Fuck me.... Fuck that cock into me.... aaaahhh... aaaaahhh... so fucking big.... unnghhh!"

Deric abruptly jerked 9 inches of his dick out of my soaked pussy causing my vagina to quiver and contract. He flexed his organ stretching the mouth of my vagina into a huge circle and forcing very unladylike hot grunts of pleasure from my mouth.

"AAaahhhh... god! More... MORE! Damn you! Fuck it back into meeeeeeee!"

Deric's hips snapped forward ramming his entire length back into my convulsing tunnel.

"UUNNGGGHHH!! OOoohhh you're fucking meeee... YOUR BIG COCK IS FUCKING MEEEEEEEEEEE!"

"Me too, Slut. Gonna unload up your married cunt!" Deric shouted as his prick flexed and throbbed. Each convulsion of his dick pumped a huge stream of semen into my pussy. Amazingly, I came again as he was filling me with his load.

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Without a word, Deric pulled his semi-hard, dripping shaft from my stretching vagina, wiped his cock on my naked thigh, and got back into his clothes. When he left the bathroom, I was still lying across the counter, my legs wide open, and a river of his semen pouring out of my widely stretched pussy.

My body was still shuddering from near continuous orgasms.

Even though Deric's cock was no longer buried in my pussy, the huge shaft had stretched me so much and made me cum so hard, it still felt like his dick was inside me.

When I rejoined the party, my husband had now switched his attention from Carol Edwards, who was no longer in the room, to Lois Gamil. She was on the dance floor sandwiched between Carl Tagert and a man I didn't know. David was standing off to one side watching the two men grinding their cocks against Lois... front and back while Carl's hands worked her tits and the other man's hands caressed her buttocks. I could hardly blame him... it was a very erotic sight, and since I had just gotten an incredible fucking from David's boss, I was not in a good position to cast stones.

For the next half hour, I circulated and talked to some of the women and flirted with some of the men. When I passed the dining room table that was covered with snacks and drinks, I realized that I was very hungry. After taking a seat at the table, I filled a plate with an assortment of tasty tidbits and poured myself a glass of wine. I had just taken my first bite when a man pulled out the chair beside me and sat down. Looking over, I saw that it was Deric.

He leaned over and whispered, "Eat enough to keep up your strength. You're going to need it."

Without looking at him, I whispered back, "Deric, that was the first time I've ever cheated on my husband. I won't lie... I did like it.... no... that's not correct... I loved it, but it was a one-time thing. I hope you understand."

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm going to fuck you again as soon as we finish having something to eat. Now eat."

"I can't. It's not right," I protested, but even as I spoke the words, I realized how feeble my protests were.

"How big is your husband's cock?"

"Six inches," I said softly fully aware that my pussy was being to pulse again.

"The cock that just made you cum seven or eight times is ten inches. It's also probably twice as thick as your husband's. Right?"

"Yessss," I whispered hotly.

"That makes the volume of cock in your cunt when I fuck you six to seven times that of your husband. You'll always cum as soon as I put it in you. Now finish your food and wine while I play with your cunt and clit. I'm going to make you cum right here."

"Ooohhhh god," I moaned as I pressed my thighs together putting friction on my now very erect clitoris.

Beneath the table, Deric moved his hand onto my thigh. Instinctively, I pressed my knees together. His hand moved even further up my thigh; I was already beginning to shake.

Even as I pressed my knees together, I knew that it wouldn't be enough to keep Deric's hand away from my pussy.

Since there was only a small tablecloth, any of the guests seated across from us might be able to see what was happening. I grasped Deric's hand and moved it away from my thigh.

It took all my will power to move Deric's hand.

Deric didn't hesitate a second before moving his hand back onto my thigh... this time with masculine authority. "Don't act like a school girl. We both know that you want my hand on your cunt... rubbing your clit... making you cum. Now spread your knees. Do it! Now!" Deric hissed in my ear.

Almost of their own accord, my legs began to open.

I had thoughts of resisting but I seemed to be helpless around David's boss. "I have to open my legs," I thought. "Deric might fire David if I don't." Even as the thought entered my mind, I knew it was just an excuse to spread my legs for this huge-cocked, sensuous man. I felt the cool air on my inner thighs as my legs opened. Deric's hand moved higher... toward my pussy. I spread wider.

I was spread enough to expose all of my thighs as well as my panties.

Across from the dining table, Myron Jackson was talking to Wayne Haskins. From the direction the two men were looking, I knew they were discussing Carl's wife, Susan. Susan had lost her blouse at some time earlier in the party, so I was pretty certain the two men were discussing the possibilities of getting her out of the bra. At that moment, Wayne caught sight of my open legs beneath the table and Deric's hand on my thigh. Immediately, his attention shifted from Susan to me, but he didn't alert Myron who continued to stare at Susan.

With Wayne leaning forward and bending a little to get the best possible view of my thighs and panties, my clitoris began to throb spastically. I knew if Deric just touched it and rubbed me a little, I would erupt in an intense climax. Without being asked, I spread my legs as wide as possible. I wondered if Wayne could see the flared lips of my pussy through my soaked panties.

I spread wide open to give Wayne a better view.

"MMmmmmm... Perfect," Deric whispered into my ear. "I like a woman who can't keep from opening her legs. Is your clit hard and ready?"

"Yesssss.... oh god yessss!" I groaned in response.

"I'm going to make you cum."

"I know you are. Wayne Haskins is watching you play with my legs."

"That turns you on even more doesn't it?"

"oooohhhh god... aaaahhhh!"

"Doesn't it? Answer me!"

"Yes... Yes! It turns me on. I'm about to cum... I'm soooo close. My clit is swollen... hard. It feels like a ripe grape that's about to burst open. Rub me... Please... rub it... make me cum... rub meeee."

Deric's hand moved to the very edge of my panties. His fingers moved lightly and slowly over my pussy and around the hard knob of my fully erect clit without touching it. My entire body shook with anticipation. My clit got even bigger and pulsed harder. My ass rose up off the chair seat.

Deric's fingers were on my pussy, but they stayed away from my clitoris.

"I'm going to pull your panties aside so Wayne and any other man who's interested can see your hot, wet cunt."

"Yes... yesss.... expose my cunt, Deric... but rub me and make me cum. I'm so hot... do it to me." He hooked his fingers into my panties and slowly... carefully... dragged them to one side being careful not to rub his fingers over my pulsing clitoris.

Deric exposed my cunt.

"OOohhhh make me cum, you sexy Bastard! Do it to me," I groaned in a voice loud enough for Wayne to hear. He began squeezing his cock as he watched my ass hump on the chair in hot fuck motions.

"Ready?"

"YES! Do it to meeeeeeeeee!"

Deric's fingers found my engorged clitoris and rubbed it furiously.

I had to stuff a cloth napkin in my mouth to muffle my screams to keep my husband from hearing a woman cumming and rushing over to watch the action.

"ooooommmppfff... uuummmm... oooohhhh... uuunnnn... yesss... ohhh yesss.. it's throbbing... sooo hard... aaaaahhh... my clit's just going crazy.... oohhhh fuckkkk!"

Deric continued to stroke my clitoris and rub my G-spot until my orgasm abated. When my body sagged, he pulled his hand from between my thighs and closed my legs. Even so, my pussy continued to quiver and slowly throb.

Pressing his mouth to my ear, he said firmly, "I'm going to fuck you again. Wait until no one is watching and then go to the back of the game room and up the stairs. Turn right at the landing, go down the hallway to the second door. That's a guest bedroom. Go inside and get naked. When I arrive, I want you on the bed, naked except for your heels with your legs up and bent, and knees pressed against your tits. As soon as I arrive, I'm going to put 10 inches of cock up your cunt."

I could feel the juices seeping out of my vagina as I strolled around the large home making my way gradually to the game room. On the way, I saw David and waved to him. He smiled, returned my wave, and then continued his conversation with one of his co-workers.

Two men were busy playing pool. Of course, they stopped to check me out, but when I ignored them, they went back to their game. As soon as they did, I quickly made my way up the stairs and then down to the guest bedroom. It only took me a few moments to strip and get on the bed. When Deric arrived a few minutes later, I was on my back as he had ordered with my knees pressed against my tits. Although most of Deric's cum load had already either run out of my vagina or been absorbed, my hole was still stretched and my labia flared open in invitation.

When Deric entered, I arched my hips and spread my pussy open with my fingers presenting him with an obscene view into the depths of my vagina.

Deric's huge cock jerked to rigid erection when he saw my pussy spread open and ready.

"Keep holding your fuck hole open, Slut, while I strip. Rub your big clit for me."

I kept myself spread with one hand while rubbing my engorged clitoris frantically with the fingers of my other hand. In just moments, my ass was humping high in the air. "OOohhhh.... I'll cum if I keep this up, Deric. Do you want me to get myself off or let you do it that huge cock of yours."

"Which do you want?"

"Your cock... your huge cock."

"Where?"

"In my cunt... please... put it me."

"You said you can't cheat on your husband again. Maybe I should leave?"

"NO! I didn't mean it... I want it... I want your big huge dick in me. Please. I'm on fire... FUCK ME!"

With a deep grunt of masculine satisfaction, Deric mounted me. Even though I had already had his huge dick up my pussy, I still gasped when I saw the enormous cunt spike. I couldn't believe he had managed to get all of that thing into me, but he had, and I had no doubt he was about to do it again.

"OOHHHHH... YESSS! FUCK THAT THING INTO MEEEEEEEEEEE!" I howled as his cock head stretched my opening and began to sink into my hole.

"AAAAHHH!"

Deric pushed in more cock.

"UUNNGGHHH!"

He laughed and gave me two more inches of dick.

"OOOMMMMPPPFFF! OH! OH! TOO BIG... TOO BIG... AAAAHHHH!"

The swollen cock head thudded hard into my womb when eight inches of cock were inside my vagina. "OH FUCK... OH FUCK! AAAAHHHH... UNGH... UNGH... SCREW MEEEEEEEE!"

"Oh SHIT! Bang all of it into meeeeeeeeeee!!"

Deric rammed me like a pile driver and had me cumming in less than a minute. For the next 20 minutes, Deric fucked me in multiple positions each time making me erupt in orgasm. During my fifth one, Deric emptied his balls inside my pussy for the second time at the party.

Even though he had cum, his dick stayed semi-hard. He continued working it back and forth inside my vagina until it began to harden again.

"Oh my god... you're getting hard again." Five minutes later, Deric was again slamming his full 10 inches into me. Without any warning, he pulled his lance out of my pussy, turned me on my side with my knees bent, and then pushed his dick up my asshole.

"Oh god...go slow, Mr. Randall. I haven't ever had a cock like yours up my ass."

As Deric pushed more cock into my rectum, I climaxed hard.

He did go slow. It took almost 15 minutes for him to stretch me open enough that I could take all of his dick in my ass. Once he had it buried, he began to fuck me hard and deep with his balls slapping my clit as he ass fucked me. I howled and came on his cock. Five minutes later, I was throbbing in my second anal orgasm. That triggered Deric's cum button, and he fired gush after gush of semen into my rectum.

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Enslaved:

Of course David fucked me when we got home from Randall's New Year's Eve party. Although I had washed my pussy before leaving Randall's home, I was certain that my husband would be able to tell that I had been screwed multiple times at the party. I assumed that Deric's huge organ had stretched me so much, David would notice immediately. To compensate, I squeezed my vaginal muscles around his cock as much as possible as he fucked me.

Other than to comment on how wet I was, he didn't notice a thing. Right in the middle of fucking me, he whispered in my ear, "This is why I love taking you to parties so much."

"So you can fuck me? You don't have to take me to parties to do that, Honey. I'm eager and available anytime you want me."

"I know, but your pussy isn't as wet and slick as it is after you're turned on all those men. I just love sliding into your soaked, swampy pussy. MMMmmmm... I can't even begin to tell you how hot it gets me. And speaking of how hot I am, I can't hold it much longer. Your pussy just too much for me to hold out."

"Oh Baby. Don't ever hold it. I want your shooting your big load up my pussy as often and as much as you can unload into me. Do it, Stud. Cum inside my cunt! NOW! SHOOT IT IN!"

A few strokes later, David did exactly that. And he did it for almost a minute with every thrust sending another thick wad of sperm-filled semen into the depths of my vagina.

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It was the following Tuesday evening before I heard from Deric again. I knew he would want me again, but I had assumed it wouldn't happen until the next party. I found out how wrong I was that evening after dinner when David and I were in our den around 7 PM. David was enjoying reading the latest novel of one of his favorite authors while I was at the dining room table perusing some gift catalogs. At that moment, I heard my cell phone beep as it does when a new text message arrives.

As soon as I opened the phone, I saw that the message was from Deric. When I brought it up on the screen, the message was short and to the point"

"Sit facing the patio and keep your cell phone open... Deric"

As I turned my chair to face the patio, all manner of sexy thoughts raced through my mind about what Deric had planned. I continued to flip through the catalog while I sat there with my legs crossed waiting anxiously for several minutes.

I waited for further instructions.

Then there was another beep. Deric had sent another text message:

"Perfect. Now uncross your legs and pull your dress to the top of your thighs."

"Where are you? Can you see me?" I sent back. This time, the return message came immediately.

"Of course I can see you. Sit on the table and do as I told you... uncross your legs and pull up your dress."

As soon as I had sat down on the edge of the table, it was obvious why Deric wanted me sitting on the table rather than in the chair... the extra height of the table would give him a much better view no matter where he was. Slowly, I opened my legs and then moved my left foot up onto one of the chairs. As my dress moved up above the tops of stockings, I hoped Deric's cock was fully hard now. I wanted him hard... really hard... so hard it hurt. My hands moved to the bodice of my dress and pulled it wider exposing over half of my tits. He had to be hard by now. My clit was... his cock had to be too.

All of my legs and over half of my tits were erotically exposed.

I didn't wait for another message from Deric. I sent one to him: "Is your cock hard now?"

The reply was almost instantaneous. "Yes. Very hard. Take out your big tits and spread wider."

I was right in front of the double patio doors. The night was so black, my eyes had no chance to penetrate the darkness, but anyone out there had a perfect view of me in my well-lighted dining room. Pulling my shoulders back to thrust out my big tits, I slowly pulled my dress downward until they surged out into the open... bouncing and quivering as they swung free. My fingers found my nipples and squeezed them until they were rock hard and standing out a half inch. Cupping my tits as if presenting them to my unseen master, I opened my thighs.

I wondered if Deric was jacking off as I posed obscenely for him.

As if he had read my thoughts, his next text message said, "Big, gorgeous tits... hot legs... I'm jacking off watching you. Take off your panties and show me your cunt!"

My pussy began to pulse when I read that text message. Frantically, I jerked my dress up to my hips, stripped my panties down my thighs, and spread wide open for Deric and whoever else might be watching.

I arched my ass to give Deric a clear view between my legs.

Deric next message sent shivers through me.

"Gorgeous fuck hole. I'm taking photos through a telephoto lens for my friends to see. If you finger fuck your pussy and rub your clit, I'll send you one of the pics."

I didn't even think twice about it. My hand moved between my thighs and into the wet, flared folds of my pussy. I had to bite my lip to stifle a moan as I pushed two fingers into my hole and rubbed my clit with my thumb.

I was about to cum, I was so hot.

It only took me 30 seconds to cum as I worked my fingers furiously over my throbbing clit and contracting pussy. My cell beeped:

"Hot Bitch. You're cumming. Took this pic just as you got off." On the screen was a close up view of my pussy at the moment of climax.

It was the first time I had seen a photo of my pussy as I was having an orgasm.

This time my cell vibrated rather than beeped. Deric was calling.

"Yes," I answer in a quivering voice as my vagina continued to throb.

"Loved watching you cum. Pull your dress down but don't put on your panties. Go to the den and tell David you're tired of sitting and you're going to take a walk through the neighborhood to stretch your legs. Walk east toward the park. When a van pulls to the curb beside you, get in.

"Why?"

"You know why."

"Tell me. I want to hear you say it."

"So we can fuck you."

"We?"

"You have your instructions. Do it." The line went dead.

After lowering my dress, I made a quick trip to the utility room and stuffed my panties near the bottom of the clothes hamper. When I got back to the den, David was still engrossed in his book.

"Good book?"

"Oh yeah. It's one of his best. Can hardly put it down."

"I don't suppose you would like to take a walk with me... just to stretch your legs?"

"Not really, unless you're nervous walking through the neighborhood at night alone. Do you want me come with you?"

"I'm not nervous at all, Honey. I just didn't want you to think I was running off without you."

"Thanks for the invitation, but I'm at a particularly exciting part right now. I think I'll keep reading. Enjoy your walk."

As I left the house, I thought that sometimes it really comes in handy to know your husband's habits. I knew before I asked that David wouldn't want to put down his book to take a walk. By the time I had walked a half block, I was already breathing hard... not from the exercise, but from the anticipation of sex.

I was about a block and a half from our home when a black van pulled up to the curb beside me. As I walked toward it, the back door swung upward for me. Deric stepped out of the van onto the pavement totally naked. He smiled lustfully before he took me in his arms and gave me a passionate, open-mouthed kiss. My mouth automatically opened in response. As his lips ground against mine, his tongue probed inside my mouth at the same time as his rock-hard cock was grinding into my belly.

Deric ran his hands under my dress and began to caress my ass as another pair of hands lowered my dress off my shoulders and pulled it down my body. When it was pooled around my feet, I stepped out of it. Except for my garter belt, stockings, and heels, I was naked right in the middle of the street. When Deric's lips left mine, the two men pushed me into the back of the van.

As the Deric's friend was closing the rear door of the van, Deric laid me on one of the chairs, pulled my leg up in the air, and opened my pussy with his fingers. I began to squeal when his fingers moved over my hard, erect clitoris.

`"Look at her big clit, Tom. If you want her to cum, all you have to do is just lick it or stroke it for a few minutes. And the best part is that she will keep cumming as long as you keep working on it."

"Damn! It is big! But her hole's sort of small. I doesn't look to me like she can take your big spike, Man."

"She took all of it several times at my New Year's Eve party. Just watch."

Deric was already pulling me onto his lap in reverse cowgirl position. As I settled onto his body, 10 inches of hard cock jutted up between my thighs extending past my navel. Even in the dim light inside the van, I could still see precum fluids seeping from the bloated head.

My husband's boss worked his cock up and down the length of my slit... sliding it between the swollen lips of my pussy. Every time it moved, the friction on my clitoris sent shivers of hot pleasure through my body. The other man was now sitting opposite us watching intently as Deric's cock slid through my slippery folds. He was also naked, and his large cock was rigid with lust. He wasn't as big as Deric, but his eight inches was still much larger than my husband's cock.

"Denise, meet Tom Garrison... Tom, meet Denise. Tom's here to sign a big contract with our company and I promised him some hot pussy. Well, what do you think, Tom?"

"She's fucking gorgeous! Put your cock in her, I can't wait to see that monster disappearing into her cunt." Tom said as he slowly jacked off with his eyes darting back and forth between my tits and pussy.

I felt Deric's hands beneath my ass lifting me almost a foot into the air. "Put it in your cunt, Denise," Deric ordered.

I was shaking with sexual heat as I aligned the his tool with my opening. As soon as I had it in position, Deric dropped me on it. The iron-hard shaft split me open and six inches sank into my vagina.

"UUnngghhh! OOohhhh gawd... so fucking big!"

Deric pulled my hips downward driving two more inches into my hole. The big head thudded into my womb making me cry out with the pleasure of being stretched by the huge phallus.

"Oh shit! The slut's taking it. Can't believe it!" Tom yelled.

"It's not all the way inside her yet. Fuck on it, Denise," Deric commanded.

I hissed with pleasure as six inches of Deric's shaft entered me.

Deric pumped me with hard, rapid thrusts as I raised and lowered myself on his sex spike. It was even better than I remembered. Within a minute, I began to convulse and throb. A moment later, my first orgasm erupted.

"OOoohhhhhh yes! Do meeeeeeeeeeeeeee! HARD!"

"She's cumming! She's fucking cumming already... and it's going all the way into her. Fuck! LOOK AT HER TAKE THAT HUGE COCK!" Tom howled.

Tom's hand had stopped moving up and down his thick shaft... obviously in an effort to keep himself from embarrassingly shooting all over the floor of the van instead of inside my pussy. Deric was now fucking me with hard, deep thrusts, each one sending all 10 inches of his tool plunging into my pussy. Every stroke sent shivers through me as his dick pressed against my G-spot and clit. It seemed like I was climaxing continuously as he began spewing his load into me.

"Put her on her back so I can fuck her, Deric. I've got to get my cock into her before I shoot all over the car," Tom yelled.

Deric stood up, lifting me as if I weighed nothing, reclined one of the seats and put me on it. "Mount her, Tom. Give it to her good!"

Tom moved between my open legs and jammed his tool into my cum-filled pussy on the first thrust. Even though he wasn't as thick as Deric, his dick still stretched my hole when he pushed it in. His cock raced down my tunnel and hit my womb making me grunt in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

"I'm fucking you, you hot married bitch. Take my cock, Baby. Take it. Squeeze that hot pussy around me," he growled.

Tom full eight inches rammed hard into the bottom of my pussy.

At first, he tried to pace himself... to hold back and make it last longer, but he was far too turned on. After a half dozen thrusts, he shoved his hands under my ass, lifted me, and jack hammered his erupting cock into my hole shooting in stream after stream of semen. When the third big gush entered me, I had my own climax.

Tom gave it to me hard and emptied his balls into my cunt.

Even though Tom had only been on me for five or six minutes, Deric's cock was already hard again. He pushed it into my mouth making me gag as six inches of thick dick was shoved down my throat.

"Suck it... Get it hard, Baby," he ordered.

"OOmmmpppffff... .oommppff!"

He pulled it out and using it like a club whacked the side of my face. "Suck it deeper, Denise. Get it hard."

"It's already hard as stone... how can you do ... ooommmppffff!"

"SUCK!"

` By lying back on the seat and tilting my head back, I managed to take seven inches of the huge shaft down my throat. It wasn't necessary for me to move my head. All I had to do was keep my mouth and throat open while Deric face fucked me.

"UUmmm... uummmm... ooppff... oommppff.... ooommppfff ... uuunnnn."

"I think it's hard enough to get into your tight asshole now, Roll over and pull your legs back."

When I was in position, I could feel the combined loads of the two men running out of my vagina and down the crease of my ass. Deric swabbed his cock head through the thick white fluid and then used his dick to work the rest of the cum into to my rectum. For good measure, he squirted some lubricant into my hole and pushed the crown of his cock into my ass.

“UUNNGGHH! AAAAHHH... GOD... GO EASY... UNNGHHH... OOOHHHHH GOD.... IT’S GOING INNNNNNN.... AAAAHHHH... YOU’RE IN MEEEEEEEE.... YOU’RE FUCKING MY ASSSS!”

Deric took it slowly pushing in an inch of his cock and sliding that back and forth inside me a half dozen times before giving me another inch. After five minutes, I felt his balls slapping against my ass everytime he entered me. Once he had it buried, he picked up the pace and began fucking me hard. I didn’t last more than a couple of minutes before I climaxed around his cock with hot groans of pleasure.

“She’s cumming again,” Tom screamed. “Roll her over so I can get into her cunt!”

A moment later, I was lying on top of Deric’s body with his thick shaft socked firmly into my ass. My stretched pussy was an open invitation.

Once Deric had me in position, Tom mounted me.

Deric pulled my legs back even further to allow Tom to move up to my pussy and penetrate me with his prick. I moaned and gasped as the eight inch tool sank into my vagina filling me with 18 inches of hard cock. The two men set up a rhythm and fucked me fore and aft as I gurgled and screeched incoherently. It was my first ever double fucking.

For the next 10 minutes, I couldn’t stop climaxing. Orgasm after orgasm surged through me. It was glorious. I had never, ever felt anything like it. My juices somehow managed to squirt out of my tightly plugged hole drenching all three of us. The squishing sounds of their cocks pumping my holes by itself was enough to make me cum.

Apparently, it also had the same effect on the men. First Deric ejaculated spastically into my rectum shooting in several thick gushes of semen. He stayed hard even after cumming and continue to fuck me as Tom pounded into me like a pile driver. His loud screams filled the van when his dick fired several cannon shots of semen into the pit of my vagina.

Once we had disentangled ourselves, Tom drove around the neighborhood while I used some towels and a thermos of water to clean myself up. When I was fully dressed, Deric thoughtfully gave me a new pair of panties to put on to prevent semen from running down my legs when I got home.

David was still engrossed in his book and didn’t notice that my “short walk” had last almost an hour. I said hi to him and then headed up to shower and dress for bed. I was still awake when my husband came into our bedroom, undressed, and promptly mounted me. I opened my legs and sighed deeply as his hard cock sank into my very wet pussy.

“God! Your pussy feels like hot butter... so slick... so hot,” David groaned as he began slowly fucking me. My legs came up and locked around his buttocks pulling him deeper as I squeezed his plunging shaft with my vagina. My randy husband screwed me twice before we finally fell asleep around 1 AM.

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Getting Men Hard:

Over the next week, I seemed to be in a constant state of heat that varied from wild desire to sensuous anticipation. I couldn’t stop thinking about Randall’s huge cock, about it sinking into my pussy... stretching me and sending incredible sensations through my vagina and clitoris. I couldn’t believe how fast, how hard, and how often he could make me climax. Sometimes I would cum as soon as he began entering me.

And enter me he did. Almost every day while David was hard at work, his boss would be very hard and at work between my thighs in the middle of our bed.

In addition to Randall and his big shaft, my sexy husband was constantly pouring gasoline on my sexual fires by screwing me everyday... often two or three times. It wasn’t just how often he had me, it was more the wildly erotic ways he was giving it to me. When I washed the dishes, I constantly wondered if I would be able to finish before David bent me over the sink and rammed his hard dick into my pussy. If we watched a porno film or just an erotic movie, we never made it through without David having me ride his shaft while we watched. If I told him about a guy I had flashed while he was at work, he would be on me and in me almost immediately. While most of the wives of David’s co-workers complained constantly about the low libidos of their husbands, mine was keeping my pussy filled with cock all the time.

As much as I loved fucking David and Randall, I still loved turning men on... getting them hard and hot... almost as much. Having gone my entire life with small tits, thin lips, a crooked nose, an unattractive ass, and most recently with 50 extra pounds of fat, the awesome excitement of being able to get men erect and wild to fuck me was intoxicating. I just couldn’t get enough of it.

I knew that all the other wives thought that I was fucking most of the men I teased. Rather than inhibit me, that turned me on even more. Before my transformation, they all considered me an ugly duckling... a prude who never got laid. Their 180 degree change was enormously pleasing and exciting.

Strangely, I had no real interest in getting laid by the men I turned on. It was much more fun for me to get their cocks hard as stone and then leaving them with a bad case of blue balls. The sorry bastards never had the slightest consideration for me when I was fat, so as far as I was concerned, they were getting their just desserts. Besides that, it really turned David on when I teased all those guys and let them get me wet and ready, while all the time he knew that it was going to be his cock that quenched my fires.

On Thursday morning over breakfast David asked me if was all right if he played poker with the some of his friends from work on Friday night.

“I’d really rather spend the evening with you, Honey, but the guys at work keep asking me to join them for poker. I’m running out of excuses.”

“You don’t need to make excuses, Honey. I think it would be a lot of fun for us if you played poker a few times a month.”

“Fun for us? You don’t play poker. In fact, you don’t have any interest in the game at all. Why do you think it would be fun for both of us?”

“Several reasons. First, my sexy husband plays a lot better than those other men, and you’re gonna clean their clocks. Second, I’ll call some of their wives, and we’ll go out to a club for drinks and dancing. So I won’t be sitting home alone. We’ll be turning on a bunch of guys, dancing with them, and getting them hard. And third, you’ll be just as hard thinking about what I’m doing, and finally, fourth, when we get home, you’ll fuck my brains out. Doesn’t that sound like a fantastically erotic evening?”

“My god! Do I have a hot wife or what!”

“It’s all your fault, Lover. You’re the one who came up with and paid for the plan that changed me from an ugly duckling into a hot wife, and you’re the one who keeps my fires blazing with daily injections from that hard, magic shaft you’ve got.”

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While David was at work that day, I called Susan Tagert, Carol Edwards, Vicki Gamil, and Ellen Jackson to see if they were interested in a girls’ night out at “The Black Rook” or maybe “The Rendezvous” or both while our hubbies played poker. Everyone of them said “Hell Yes!”.

Checking my list of poker players, I saw that Wayne Haskens was one of them. I didn’t know his wife Betty very well, but I had enjoyed getting Wayne’s dick hard by flashing him at parties. I was pretty certain that his wife Betty would be interested in enjoying the attention of some other men as payback. My analysis was right on target. Betty accepted eagerly. Since Betty would be the only brunette in our group, she was certain to get a lot of attention since some men prefer sultry brunettes.

Since Vicki Gamil had a large van, we all agreed that she would collect the group once the poker game started and we would be on our way. As soon as we were all in the van, Vicki asked us which place.

“Let’s start with The Rendezvous,” Carol suggested. “There’s always a lot of sexy men there. And I really like the couches and lounge chairs they have instead of tables.”

“And they have some private back rooms,” Susan added.

As Vicki drove toward the club, I took out my cell phone and texted David. “Going to the Rendezvous. Your poker friends might be shocked at how slutty their wives are dressed. Have fun... D”

We made quite a stir when we entered the dimly lighted club. Five, hotly-dressed, unescorted women have a tendency to do that. Of course, there was no cover charge for us and any drinks we ordered for ourselves were free. I was sure that they would have paid us to attend if we had demanded it. As the cocktail waitress led us to our area, which was a group of two couches, a bench against the wall, and some lounge chairs with a large coffee table in the center of the group, I could see the bar lizards sizing us up trying to figure out which of us was the most likely to spread her legs.

Susan was wearing black boots with four-inch heels that extended up beyond her knees. Her matching short skirt just barely covered her ass and the top of her outfit showed off almost half of her tits just barely covering her nipples. Naturally, she was a big favorite of the bar lizards. Two of them came over immediately. One of them took a seat to her left... the other guy sat on the coffee table directly in front of her.

It wasn’t long before the guy sitting in front of Susan asked her is she was wearing panties under her short skirt. She smiled and nodded. Another minute passed, and the guy asked her to prove it. Grinning now. she put her left heel on the coffee table exposing her matching black panties.

It didn’t take much persuasion to get Susan to prove she was wearing panties.

Vicki leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Those two guys have latched onto a hot one.”

“Really? How do you know?” I asked.

“Susan and I were talking this afternoon. She told me Carl hasn’t fucked her in a week. She said if her husband doesn’t want it, she was going to find a guy who does. I bet those two studs have her out in the parking lot within half an hour.”

“Judging from the way she’s showing off her panties, I’d say that it won’t take them 30 minutes. More like 15 or maybe 20.”

“See that young black-headed guy at the bar... the guy in the white clothes?”

“I see him. What about him?”

“He’s been staring at your tits and legs ever since you sat down. Give him some encouragement, Denise. Hike your skirt a little more.”

“How’s this,” I asked.

The guy’s eyes locked onto my legs when I slid my skirt higher.

“Yeah. That’s gonna get his attention big time,” Vicki agreed.

By this time four more men had joined us, but my black-headed guy at the bar wasn’t one of them. He continued to stare at my legs and tits, but didn’t make a move. One of the men, a bald-headed guy, asked Carol to dance, and she didn’t hesitate. As soon as they had moved onto the dance floor, the virile-looking stud pressed her body against his. I wasn’t surprised to see Carol grinding her pussy against what had to be a very hard erection. A moment later, he whispered something in her ear. She nodded and adjusted the top of her dress to expose more of her tits.

Vicki lost interest in chatting with me when a young stud joined her on the couch and within a few minutes was running his hand up and down her leg. His hand never stopped as he whispered in her ear. I couldn’t hear what he was saying to Vicki, but within a few minutes, he had her opening her legs little by little.

Being the only brunette in our group, Betty had the attention of two of the men, and it was obvious that they weren’t wasting much time. They already had her feet up on the couch with her knees steepled so that her skirt had hiked up all the way to her ass exposing all of her stocking-clad thighs. Both men were chatting with her as their hands roamed over the wide expanse of thigh flesh she was showing.

At this point, my black-headed admirer apparently decided that he wanted a better view as I saw him walking slowly toward me. I smiled to put some confidence in his step, and it was obvious that it worked because he quickened his pace and was soon sitting beside me.

“Hi. I’m Paul. All five of you are gorgeous, but you win the competition. You’re just awesomely sexy.”

“What a nice thing to say, Paul, even if it’s not true. I’m Denise. I been wondering if you would ever come over. You’ve been checking out my tits and legs ever since I sat down.”

“Well, they’re hard to resist. I see you’re married,” he said nodding toward my rings.

“I am. Does that disqualify me?”

“Hardly. That makes you even more desirable.”

“I think your buddies agree with you. All of us are married. Our husbands are playing poker... so we’re ... playing.”

“I can see that. Your friend in the thigh-high boots already has her legs wide open. I wish you did. Are you a fun playmate?”

I glanced over in Susan’s direction and saw that her two studs had her legs spread wide open. They were taking turns stroking her pussy through her panties.

Susan squeezed her tits as the men took turns caressing her pussy.

When I managed to tear my eyes away from Susan, I responded, “Some guys think so... Some don’t.”

“I can’t understand any guy not thinking your a fun playmate.”

“I play... I tease... I fool around... but I don’t fuck. Some guys can’t handle that so I won’t be offended if you try your luck with someone else, Paul.”

“I think I can handle that. I love what I’m seeing of you. I’d like to see more.”

“Mmmmmm... you’re not as shy as I thought.” I stood up with my back toward him, and slowly pulled my skirt up to my hips. “Why don’t you ask a girl to dance, Honey?”

Paul couldn’t take his eyes off my ass.

“Would you like to dance?”

“Love to, Honey.”

“Pull your skirt a little higher.”

“Like this?”

“Oh fuck! You’ve got an ass to die for!”

Paul liked my ass as much as he liked my tits and legs.

When he got up, his cock was absolutely rigid. He was no match for Deric, but he looked bigger than my husband. Putting my hand on his crotch, I ran it up the length of his erection. His rod jerked like crazy under my hand. He groaned when I squeezed it.

“Nice... big and thick. Come on, Baby. Dance with me and grind that big dick into my pussy.”

I didn’t have to ask him twice. Within a minute, Paul had me pressed hard against his body as his hips ground his engorged shaft into my mound. At first, his hands were on my ass but outside my shirt. However, it wasn’t long before he moved under my skirt to my nearly naked ass.

When his fingers moved into my ass crease and felt my slotted panties, he groaned, “Oh shit... you’re wearing panties. Take them off.”

“Sorry, Honey. My panties only come off for my husband.”

“Your friend over there on the bench has let the guys take off her panties. Look.” He rotated us on the dance floor so I could see.

Paul was right. The guy with Ellen had not only gotten her out of her panties, he also had the top of her dress open with one of her tits out. She was trying to cover herself... one hand over her breast, another covering her pussy, and the guy with her was trying just as hard to get her to move her hands. As I watched, she slowly moved her hand away from her breast. It was immediately replaced with the man’s hand.

Ellen dress was up, her panties off, and her top open.

“So Ellen has let a guy take off her panties. That doesn’t mean I’m going to let you take mine off, Lover. I warned you... I play around, but I don’t fuck.”

“Letting me see your pussy isn’t fucking, Denise,” he argued.

“No, but it’s getting close to it. Besides, we just came here to dance and flirt a little... not to have sex and cheat on our husbands.”

“Really? Your blonde friend over there has her panties pulled aside and she’s giving Ron a pretty hot blow job, wouldn’t you say?”

“Mmmmmmm.... she is. That’s hot! But she won’t fuck him,” I moaned as Paul lifted me so that his cock was grinding directly against my pussy. I felt my vagina seeping and my clit contracting.

Watching Vicki giving her guy a hot blow job with Paul’s cock humping against my pussy had me in heat.

“Maybe not, but three of your other friends are getting fucked.”

“I doubt that.”

“It’s true. Larry and Max took that blonde with the boots out into the parking lot five minutes ago. Max has a SUV whose seats fold down. He keeps an air mattress in the back. They’re both fucking her right now. And Bob took the blonde whose panties were off into the back office just a few minutes ago.”

Quickly, I scanned our seating area but saw no sign of either Susan or Ellen. In addition, I didn’t see Betty either. Vicki was still sucking her guy and I could see that Carol was still out on the dance floor, but her nipples were now exposed and her guy was now behind her with his hands cupping both of her tits.

“I don’t see Betty either,” I said and then moaned softly as Paul’s hands exposed one of my tits.

“Is she the brunette with the white heels and hot hose?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m guessing that Jose and Sam are screwing her in the office while Bob is fucking your blonde friend. Come on. Let’s go check it out.”

Paul wasn’t taking no for an answer as he led me by my arm toward the back of the club. On the way, I saw Carol leaving through the side door to the parking lot. Both of her tits were out of her dress and bouncing erotically with every step she took.

Paul led me down a hallway to a door on which there was a sign that read “Club Office”. “It will be locked, but I have a key. Just be quiet. We don’t want to make a fuss and break up the party.”

Even before Paul unlocked and opened the door, I could hear the groans and high-pitched shrieks of the women along with the deep grunts of the men. When the door swung open, the first thing I saw was Ellen lying on a desk with her stocking-clad legs up on Bob’s shoulders. She was still wearing her glasses as her tits jerked back and forth in time to the hard thrusts his cock. His shaft was sinking balls deep on each entry. Ellen howled every time it thudded into her womb. Bob would grunt and quickly pull back for the next stroke. As he withdrew his sex gun, Ellen’s pussy lips were pulled outward, clinging to the big shaft as if trying desperately to keep him inside her hole.

Ellen’s soaked pussy squished every time the cock filled her.

On the other side of the room, Betty was lying on her back on a second desk with her legs back and her hips elevated in female fucking position as her stud rapidly shed his clothes. She was finger fucking her wet and eager pussy as she urged Jose and Sam to hurry.

“Damn you. Hurry! I need a cock in me. Don’t play with me... one of you fuck a dick into me and make me cum!”

Betty waited impatiently for one of the men to mount her.

Betty hissed with pleasure when Jose mounted her and filled her cunt with dick while Sam fed his cock into her mouth. I was so intent on watching the other wives fornicating and cheating on their husbands that I had forgotten about Paul. I was abruptly reminded of his presence when he lowered my top and got both of my tits out. His hands were all over me, his lips against my neck as he kneaded and twisting my nipples. My pussy throbbed forcing my secretions out and soaking my panties. The entire room was filled with the musky aroma of rutting males and excited women.

Paul had my tits out and his hands were all over me.

“Bend over, Denise. I’m going to fuck you,” Paul hissed in my ear.

“NO! I told you, I don’t cheat on my husband. You can play with my tits and hump against my ass but that’s it.”

“I’m so fucking hard, it hurts,” Paul pleaded.

“I warned you. You said you could handle it.”

“I know... I know. But I never realized how hard and hot you would get me. Will you suck me off?”

“No chance, Honey. Fucking my mouth and fucking my pussy is still cheating. Sorry, but I did warn you.”

“I know you did, but just look at Bob filling Ellen’s cunt with eight inches of cock. Look at it sinking in her. Listen to her squeal every time it bangs into the bottom of her pussy. Don’t you want to get what she’s getting, Denise. I’ll make you cum so hard.”

Ellen was shrieking every time Bob’s cock disappeared into her pussy.

“Of course I like to be fucked and I’m sure I would cum like crazy on your hard cock, Paul, but... like I’ve said... I don’t cheat on my husband.”

“Oh shit... I’m about to cum in my pants watching Jose giving it to that hot brunette chick. God! Sam’s gonna cream her pussy while Jose fucks it. Watch!” Paul hissed in my ear as one hand tugged and twisted my nipple with the other was under my skirt rubbing my clit. He was thrusting his cock into my ass harder than ever.”

I couldn’t really blame him. It was incredibly hot watching Betty arching her hips to take Jose’s dick balls deep into her pussy while Sam was standing beside her pumping his tool while aiming it right at her erect clitoris.

Sam ejaculated all over Betty’s clit while Jose’s load filled her hole.

“Ohhhhhh he’s cumming on her,” I hissed while grinding my pussy against Paul’s probing hand and humping back against his thrusting dick. “Jesus! He’s drenching her!”

“Yeah he is. And Jose cumming in her cunt. See his dick pulse every time he shoots in another load. Look at it... she’s taking it up her pussy!”

“MMmmmmm... yes! Oh yes! He's shooting it in! You want to cum inside my cunt the way Jose is emptying his balls into Betty, don’t you?”

“You know I do. Come on. Please, Denise, don’t be such a BBB.”

“BBB?”

“Ball busting bitch. I know you’re too nice a woman to get a man this hot and hard and then just leave him high and dry even if you did warn me.”

“All right. But I won’t suck you off or let you fuck me. I will let you see my pussy and then let you jack off and shoot your load into my mouth. That’s the most I’ll do.”

“Will you keep your mouth open while I shoot and then swallow?”

“Of course. I never let a hot cum load go to waste, Paul.”

“I guess I’ll have to settle for that. Seeing your cunt and jacking off into your mouth is probably even better than fucking most women.”

“You say the nicest things, Paul. I’ll tell you what. If you give me your phone number, I’ll keep it, and if I ever do decide to step out on my husband, I’ll give you a call and let you be the first to sample my married pussy. Now get naked so I can see how hard your cock is when I strip for you.”

I didn’t need to take off much to get naked for Paul. He already had my top off. All I had to do was unzip my skirt. I did so and then slowly... sensuous... pushed it over my ass and down my hips while thrusting my butt at him. He dropped his pants and shorts letting me see his rock-hard, eight-inch sex gun that I was certain was going to shoot into my mouth many times.

“Damn! You are big... and hard! Really hard!! I love hard cocks,” I whispered as I ran my tongue up the length of his shaft and then pressed it against my cheek. “Maybe I will have to start cheating on hubby.” Paul’s cock jerked hard... so hard, I thought he might shoot off spontaneously, but he managed to hold it.

Paul did have a gorgeous cock.

In the background, we both heard first Ellen and then Betty howling as their orgasms erupted. Bob was ramming into Ellen like he was trying to drive her ass through the desk and Sam was now inside Betty’s vagina working toward his second orgasm... this one deep inside her hole.

Seductively, I pulled down my panties and then spread my pussy with my fingers for Paul’s pleasure. His hand was now wrapped around his cock slowly pumping it. Squatting on the floor, I leaned back against the couch and opened first my legs and then my pussy allowing Paul to see deep inside my vagina.

When I spread wide for Paul, his face was a mask of lust.

“Come on, Stud. Step between my legs and shoot your load into my mouth. I’ll keep it open until you’re shooting blanks... then I’ll swallow everything. Come on, Lover. Cream me and fill me,” I hissed as I tilted my head into position and opened my mouth.

Paul stepped close and jacked his shaft hard and fast. It took less than a minute before he was on the brink of unloading. Aiming his cock right at my mouth from a few inches away, he exploded gush after gush of his thick cream into my wide open hole. The first thick stream coated my tongue. The second shot into the back of my mouth. Two or three more missed the mark and coated my nose and cheeks with thick wads of semen that ran down my face and formed long cum ropes from my chin. Paul readjusted his aim and pumped several more streams into my mouth. Then, he tilted my head back, moved his dick directly over me, and let the last of his ejaculation drip from his dick into my open, waiting mouth.

Paul’s huge load filled my mouth, covered my face, and formed long cum ropes from my chin.

When he finished, I swirled the big load around inside my mouth with my tongue while keeping my mouth open so he could see me doing it. Then, I closed my mouth and swallowed all of it.

As soon as I left the office, I visited the ladies room and washed my face. I also cleaned off the portion of Paul’s load that dripped onto my tits. After drying myself with some paper towels, I slipped back into my clothes and went back to club to wait for my friends.

Vicki was sitting alone in our area. When she saw me, a big grin covered her face. “I sucked off my guy,” she confessed. “He really wanted to fuck me, but I turned him down. Frankly, I wanted him inside my pussy as much as he wanted to put it in me, but I was a good girl... at least to an extent.” We both laughed.

“I did the same except I stripped naked for Paul then let him jack off and shoot his load into my open mouth. Some of it missed and creamed my face and tits, but there was still plenty left to fill up my mouth,” I said by way of my own confession.

“I’ll bet there was,” Vicki said with confidence. “I think that Susan and Carol went out to the parking lot. Susan was with two guys. I’m pretty sure they both got fucked.”

“Yeah, I agree. Ellen and Betty were in the office where Paul took me. They were both being screwed... Betty by two men... one after the other.”

“Damn. It looks like you and me were the only holdouts.”

“I think so. I don’t know whether our friends are just total sluts, or if we’re just totally stupid.”

“Some of both, I suspect,” Vicki said knowingly.

By the time Betty and Ellen made their appearance, Susan was back from the parking lot, so the five of us went in search of Carol so we could head home. There was no problem finding her. She was right beside our van with the same man who had taken her to the parking lot. Carol was kneeling in front of the man, totally naked save for her heels, sucking his cock. The guy’s pants and shorts were around his ankles.

As we approached, he grunted, “Here come your friends, Slut. Time to cum. Tilt your head back. I want to shoot it into your open mouth.”

We all watched as Carol took the man’s load in the same way I had taken Paul’s 30 minutes earlier. The only difference was that we could all see previous loads of semen coating Carol’s thighs and dripping out of her pussy.

Carol got most of the load into her mouth whereas Paul’s aim hadn’t been as good.

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I got home around midnight, but the house was empty. Obviously, the poker game was still in progress. I showered and put on a black bustier that exposed half of my tits, a black G-string that was no more than a tiny triangle covering my pussy, thigh-high nylons, and five-inch CFM heels. As hot as that was, I wanted it even hotter... so I pulled the bustier down below my tits. “Now,” I thought, “I’m properly dressed to welcome my husband.”

David came through the front door a little after 1 AM. I was sitting in the den waiting for him with my tits out, my legs wide open, and the tiny triangle over my pussy soaking wet.

My husband really liked what he saw.

“My god, Denise, you look incredible!”

“That’s the idea, Lover. See anything you’d like to fuck?”

“Hell yes! I hope you don’t plan on getting a lot of sleep tonight. I’ve been hard most of the evening thinking about what you might be doing.”

“Does it turn you on to think about your slutty wife letting other men see her big tits?” I whispered hotly as I hefted my breasts and held them out for my husband’s viewing pleasure.

“Oh god yes!” he moaned as he started undressing never taking his eyes off me.

“My legs are wide open, Honey. Can you see my cunt?”

“No, not yet.”

“That’s weird. The guys at the Rendezvous didn’t have any trouble seeing it.”

“Did they have x-ray vision allowing them to see through your G-string?”

“Nope. I had to pull it aside... like this. Now, can you see it, Lover?”

My husband’s cock hardened into an iron bar when I let him see my soaked cunt.

“Oh fuck!” David moaned as his cock surged out of his briefs. He wrapped his hand around it and stroked as he stared between my legs. “Did he fuck you?”

“No way. Only my husband gets his big cock into my hot box, Baby. And I hope you’re ready to fuck my brains out because my pussy’s on fire.”

Between 1 AM and 4 AM, David fucked me four times and each time, he seemed to get even hotter and more eager. After that, we were both exhausted. As we lay on our backs gasping for air, he rolled over so that his upper body covered mine. Our lips met in a deep, emotional kiss.

“I’ve got the most fantastic wife on the planet. I just can’t believe how much you turn me even after almost five years of marriage. God, I love you.”

“If I didn’t believe it before, I certainly do now after you’ve banged me four times like a wild stallion. And what’s even better is that I love you too.”

David was silent for awhile. Then he asked, “Is it all right if I ask you what did tonight at the club?”

“Of course, Darling. You can always ask me anything you want.”

“How far did you let him go?”

“I danced with him... let him grind his erection into my belly while he caressed my ass... first with his hand on the outside of my skirt and then later, with it underneath. I let him get my tits out and later I flashed my pussy at him. Are you furious with me?”

“I wish I had been somewhere around so I could have watched. I love it when you show off your awesome body and get men hard. Did you let him do anything else?”

“He begged and pleaded with me.... first to let him fuck me and when I refused that, he asked me to suck him off. I turned him down on that too. Finally, he was almost in tears his balls hurt so much. I did feel sorry for him so I let him jack off on my face and tits.”

“OOohhhh that’s so fucking hot! Did he cum in your mouth too?”

“I kept my mouth open for him, and he shot about half of his load there. The other half creamed my face and tits. OMG! You’re hard again, Honey. Come on, Lover. Get on me... stick that hard dick into me. Fuck your slutty wife!”

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Big Cock Addiction:

Over the next month, Deric and I managed to see each other about once a week. Sometimes I would take “walks” at night or tell David I needed to do some shopping at the mall in the evening. I had already done the shopping in the afternoon, but he didn’t know that as I had everything hidden in the trunk of my car. At other times, Deric assigned my husband the job of meeting with potential clients, showing them around the production facilities, and then taking them to lunch. This process always took about three hours, which Deric always spent with me.

However, once a week wasn’t nearly enough to satisfy his craving for my hot body or mine for his huge cock. I knew I should tell him no like I did other men who hit on me, but those other men weren’t as handsome or as powerful as Deric. Most importantly, none of them had a thick, iron-hard 10-inch cock that had me throbbing as soon as I saw it and cumming within 30 seconds after he pushed it into me. I was just helpless around him.

At first, Deric would book a hotel room and I would meet him there where we would fuck for two hours during which I always lost track of the number of orgasms I had. He fucked me so many times, I couldn’t even keep up with the number of times he ejaculated.

For three weeks, we used hotel rooms, but on Friday of the third week, after he had screwed me in every one of my holes and twice in my pussy, he told me that the next time he wanted to fuck me in my own bed.

“That’s more dangerous, Honey. What if David finishes early and decides to come home?”

“The risk makes it even hotter. I’m getting hard again just thinking about it. But you’re right. I need to think of a better strategy.”

“The thought of fucking a married woman in her own bed gets you hard and hot, huh?” I asked with a seductive grin wondering whether or not I was going to be fucked again by this awesome stud.

“Wait until I get you naked in your own bed and you’ll find out just how much it excites me.”

Suddenly, I changed the subject and asked, “Why haven’t you ever gotten married, Deric? You’re sexy, virile, handsome, rich, powerful, and you’ve got the biggest, most luscious cock I’ve ever seen. Single women have to be begging for your attention.”

“They are, but I’m not interested in them. Married women... particular you... are so much more exotic and hot that it seems a waste of time to bother with single women. I would far rather be between your thighs.”

“I’ll spread them for you anytime, Lover,” I replied as I opened my legs and exposed my stretched, cum-filled pussy for him.

“That’s too fucking much for any man to resist,” he growled as he laid me on my back on the table. I moaned with anticipation when Deric spread my legs and put one of them up on his shoulders. The bloated head of his cock slid up and down my creamy sex trench. When It scraped over my clitoris, my ass arched upward.

“Oh Baby! Put it innnnnnn.... Don’t tease me... Fuck me!”

“Greedy slut... you’ve already had it four times.”

“I know... oh god, how I know! I can’t get enough of your cock... do it to me, you sexy bastard. FUCK ME!”

Deric moved his cock to my opening, pushed in two inches bringing hissing moans from my lips, and then pulled out.

“NO! Put it back in me. Stuff me, Stud. Stuff me full!”

“Like this?” he asked as his pleasure-giving shaft began entering me... two inches... three... four... five... deeper and deeper.

“AAAAGGGHHAAAA.... GOD... SINK IT INNNNNNNNNN... AAAAHHHHH FUCK... WHAT A COCK!”

“You’ve got seven inches of cock up your married pussy, Denise. Is that enough?”

My entire body was shuddering. I heard myself screaming... “More... more... fill meeeeee... Fuck me full of cock!”

Deric pushed in another inch. I could easily hear the squishing sounds of his previous loads being churned and forced out of my tightly plugged vagina. His hips snapped forward burying all 10 inches inside me. Deric began fucking me with hard, deep thrusts. The steady, hard slapping of his balls against my ass triggered my first orgasm. After that, I couldn’t stop gasping and shrieking with the intense pleasure.

Deric fucked me like a master cocksman making me howl with pleasure.

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For the next five days, I waited for Deric to call and tell me when he would be coming over to screw me in my own bed. He did call me twice, but both times it was to let me know that he hadn’t been able to find a way to kept David busy long enough for us to get together.

Every day that Deric kept me waiting, David was having to do the job of two men. Even though his thick six inches was no match for Deric’s 10-inch monster, he used it like a master swordsman spearing me in ways that drove me to orgasm after orgasm. And when his dick would no longer respond, his tongue took over and made me beg for more. By 11 PM each night, he was exhausted, and like a horse that has been ridden too hard for too long, I knew I needed to let him rest if I wanted him ready for the next day.

On Friday, David surprised me by calling at 1 PM and telling me not to fix dinner.

“Put on something hot and sexy, we’re going out on the town tonight.”

“What’s the occasion?” I asked puzzled.

“I’ll tell you over champagne tonight at dinner. Remember... I want you hot and sexy. I expect you to get every man we see hard.”

After David’s call, I was on pins and needles with curiosity. My husband had never, ever called me from work with a request that I dress hot and sexy for a night out. I knew it had to be something special so I needed to dress in some special way.

I spent the next half hour looking over my outfits. There were a lot of things that I could wear that would attract a lot of male attention, and maybe that’s what David wanted, but he had seen me in all of those and other similar clothes. There really wasn’t anything new or special about them. I decided that a shopping trip to Victoria’s Secret was in order.

I spent an hour at Victoria’s after telling the sales clerk what my husband had told me over the phone and what I wanted. Debra grinned, looked over my body, and said, “Honey, with a body like you’ve got, I’m sure we can find an outfit that will make men kill to get at you. Is that what you have in mind?”

“Yeah. I think you’ve got the picture. Do you have something that will do the job?”

I must have tried on a dozen different dresses. Everyone was hot and sexy, but none were outrageous. I wanted outrageous.

When I put on the dress I ended up buying, I posed for Debra and asked, “What do you think?”

“Well, I couldn’t get enough nerve to wear that in public in a month of Sundays. If you wear it, your husband will either have a heart attack or be on you in a New York second.”

“That’s what I want. Well, I don’t want him having a heart attack, but I think he can handle it. Is it legal or will I be arrested?”

“I don’t think you’ll be arrested, but you might be asked to leave if you pick the wrong place to go.”

“Damn. That would be a bummer. Any suggestions?”

“Sure. Make reservations at the Playboy Club for dinner. You won’t get arrested there, but you probably will be offered a job by the manager.”

“Ok. I’ll take it.”

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It was 6 PM when David came in from work. I was wearing a full-length, bath robe that covered everything. His face fell. He looked like a little boy whose mother had just taken away his favorite toy as punishment for something.

“I hope you’re not planning on wearing that.”

“Of course not. I haven’t dressed yet. Have you made reservations anywhere?”

“Yeah. At the Carriage House. Is that all right?”

“If you’re mainly interested in the food, it’s perfect. If you’re more interested in having me wear my new outfit, I don’t think the Carriage House will be a good choice.”

“Fuck the food! I want the new outfit!”

“Good, but I really think you would enjoy fucking me more. Get us reservations at the Playboy Club.”

My husband was shocked. “The Playboy Club? Really? You know the waitresses will all be half naked. Is that Ok?”

“Lover, you’re not even going to notice the waitresses, Get the reservations.”

Even though I was more anxious than David, I still made him wait in the den while I got ready. It was a standard, often-used female ploy, but it always worked. That’s why women use it.

When I walked into the den where my husband was impatiently waiting, he opened his mouth to say something about my keeping him waiting for so long, but the words died on his lips.

“I’m ready. Are you?” I said softly and in the hottest, most seductive voice I could manage. It wasn’t difficult for me to do since I was so turned on and hot, my clitoris was already erect.

“Holy fuck! Jesus! My god! Are you going to wear a dress or something over that outfit?”

“Nope. This is it. You said sexy and hot so every guy who sees me gets hard. I think this will do the job,” I replied as I posed with my knee resting on our large ottoman.

David was stunned...his cock was also iron hard.

“You’re not wearing a bra. I can see your tits right through that thing!”

“Don’t you think I have nice looking tits, Honey? Men aren’t interested in see a bra. They much prefer big, sexy tits. Don’t you?” I asked as I put my hands behind my head and pulled my shoulders back.

I could tell... my husband really liked my tits.

“Oh fuck! Turn around,” my husband demanded as he squeezed his erection. I loved it. I spun around and thrust my ass at him. “Gawd Damn! I can see it!”

“Do you like it?”

“Are you wearing panties under that negligee?”

“No. Do you want me to put on panties? I thought you’d prefer to have my pussy naked. I know the other men would.”

David was so turned on, I could actually see his body trembling. His cock was so hard it looked like it might burst out of his pants at any moment.

“I laid out another outfit on the bed. It’s a sexy sheathe, thong, and demi-bra. I can change into it in five minutes. If you’re really uncomfortable with me wearing this, I’ll go change. It’s your call, Darling.”

“Let’s go. We’ve got reservations at the Playboy Club.”

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When we reached the club, David pulled our car into the valet parking area, and a handsome young man in his early 20’s wearing a name tag that said “Steve” quickly opened the door for me. As soon as he saw how I was dressed, his eyes opened wider, but he still did an incredible job of maintaining his composure. I was a little disappointed but impressed.

“Welcome to the Playboy Club,” he said smartly.

I favored him with a dazzling smile and swung my leg out of the car. With my legs open, he was staring right at my naked cunt. I took my time getting out of the car, and when I was standing beside him, his pants were tented. Leaning closer, I whispered, “That looks big and hard... mmmmmmm... Thank you, Steve. I hope you’re the one who brings our car back when we leave.”

“I intend to be. Count on it.”

“I will,” I said as I flashed him another smile.

I took my husband’s arm to let him lead me into the club. “You got him hard,” he whispered in my ear.

“That’s what you told me to do.”

“Did you flash your pussy at him when you got out of the car?”

“No.”

“Really? I was sure you would. I tried to get around to your side of the car in time to see it.”

“Sorry you missed the show, Honey. It really got him hard.”

“I thought you said you didn’t flash your pussy at him?”

“I didn’t. I flashed my cunt, Lover. A woman dressed like I am has a cunt... not a pussy.”

While we waited to be seated, Maitre D’s eyes took in every inch of my body. As he showed us to our table, I could see that all the women were dressed in something sexy, but none were dressed as outrageously as I was. As I approached, their men were all gaping at my legs and tits. I saw several of them rub their cocks. As I passed, I was sure they were all staring at my ass.

My ass attracted as much attention as my tits... or more.

The wives and girlfriends were all staring daggers. If looks could kill, I would never have made it to our table alive. By time I did reach our table, I could feel my wetness on my inner thighs. When I sat down, I could smell the musky aroma coming from between my thighs.

As David had warned me, our waitress had huge tits which were half exposed. Her tight leotard was cut high on her buttocks revealing a large portion of her shapely ass. Her legs were encased in fishnet stockings that ended in four-inch heels. In addition, she was beautiful. David ordered for us without ever taking his eyes off me. For all the attention he paid her, the Playgirl bunny might as well have been wearing a muumuu. I couldn’t wait to get my husband between my legs.

After the champagne had been poured, I finally asked what the occasion was that we were celebrating.

“It’s beyond belief,” he began. “I still can’t get my mind around it. Mr. Randall called me into his office this morning to tell me that he had hired someone else to take over my job as district production manager. I gotta tell you, I was stunned and shocked because I thought I had been doing a good job.”

“You lost your job? Why are we celebrating that?”

“You’ll see. Initially, I asked if I was being fired. That started Randall laughing. Finally, he said, ‘No. You’re being promoted.’ That was the last thing I had expected. I mean.. well, I’ve only been on the job for four years and I’m already a district manager. That’s really good. I thought promotion was at least five or more years away. Anyway, Randall informed me that I was the new Regional Production Manager! Can you believe it? Regional Manager and I’m not yet 30!”

“That’s wonderful Darling! Congratulations. I guess Mr. Randall knows when he has a winner. Tell me about your new position.”

“That’s a nice thing to say. Thank you. Well, the salary is twice what I’m making now, and it carries incredible perks like a company car, an expense account, a new office.. the works. I’m now upper-level management. But it gets even better.”

“Better? How can that be?” I asked.

“Randall told me that if I do a good job as Regional Production Manager, I would be the next Executive Vice President and Assistant to the CEO when Morrison retires. That job has a $750,000 salary!”

“My god! You must have really have been doing a fantastic job to merit something like that, Darling. I’m so proud of you and happy for you.”

“I still can’t believe it. There is a down side though. The Regional Production Manager’s job requires a lot of travel to our other plants. I’ll be on the road for three-day trips probably three times a month. And every six months there’s a week-long meeting of all the Regional Managers that I will have to attend. Are you Ok with that?”

“Only if you spend a full night fucking me before you leave and another full night between my legs when you come home. Ok?”

“Lady... you drive a really hard bargain, but I guess I’ll just have to ‘Man Up’ and get the job done.”

As we were eating dessert, David laid down his fork and said, “I wonder what made Randall select me? I do a good job but no better than some of the other district managers.”

“He probably just likes you personally, Honey. You’re really a nice guy and very easy to like.”

“Yeah... I guess that’s it. Sometimes nice guys do finish first.” I nodded my agreement without saying more.

When we left the club, Steve made sure he was the valet who brought our car. As David was climbing into the driver’s seat, Steve opened my door for me. Before I got inside, I pushed the top of my dress together allowing my tits to spill out the sides. He licked his lips as he stared. When I gave him a quick kiss, he didn’t miss the opportunity to heft and squeeze both of my naked breasts.

“Christ, you’re gorgeous,” he whispered in my ear.

“Thank you, Honey. Love your big cock,” I said as I slid into the seat... this time allowing my dress to slide up my hips completely exposing myself. Again, I spread my legs when I got into the car and held the position long enough to give him a great view between my legs.

Steve stroked his cock as he stared at my cunt.

That night, David demanded that I keep my outfit on in bed while he fucked me again and again. He didn’t even completely lose his erection until after his third load was pooled deep inside my vagina. Then he switched to his tongue. We didn’t fall asleep until the wee hours of the morning sometime after he had ejaculated for the fifth time... this time inside my ass.

It was 11 AM Saturday morning before I awoke. My husband was still asleep beside me. I woke him up with my best blow job and then mounted his cock. Before he pumped a sixth load into me, I had had several more climaxes.

I couldn’t stop cumming on my husband’s cock.

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Business Trips:

The following Monday was my husband’s first day as Regional Production Manager. I wasn’t in the least surprised when Deric told him he should schedule an extended tour of all the production facilities in the eight-state region under his supervision. What did surprise me was the fact that Deric found a way to keep tabs on my husband’s whereabouts and his daily plans when he was out of town without raising any red flags in David’s mind.

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“You need to hit the ground running, David. Get out to all of our plants. Get to know the plant managers and their staffs. Find out what they need, what their priorities are, how central management can help them. Believe me, it will pay big dividends in the future. Those plant managers can be an enormous asset if they’re on your side, but an enormous problem if they aren’t.”

“It’s going to take too long to visit all the plants in one trip. How about I schedule two trips a month... five days each until I’ve hit them all. In two or three months, I will have made all the plants.”

“Sounds like a great plan to me, David. I would give all the plant managers a call immediately to find out when it would be convenient for them for you to make an on-site visit to get yourself up to speed.”

“Good idea, Mr. Randall. I’ll start the ball rolling as soon as I get back to my office.”

“Fine, but David, Mr. Randall is too formal for one of my top-flight Regional Managers. Make it Deric. Ok?”

“Thank you, Deric. I appreciate that and the advice. I’m going to need a lot of it, at least at the start.”

“Anytime, David. Anytime. Oh, one thing more.”

“Yes?”

“When you’re on a trip and out of pocket, so to speak, I would appreciate a call on my cell each day letting me know where you are and what the plans are. This isn’t to check up on you. It’s to help me. It’s very embarrassing for me if someone calls the home office trying to find you, and I have no idea where my Regional Manager is. If I don’t pick up when you call, just call my secretary. Give Doris the information, and she’ll pass it on to me.”

“Will do, Deric. No problem. I can see that would be embarrassing for you.”

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David left on his first five-day, week-long trip the following Sunday night after banging like a wild bull all day Saturday. When I was kissing him goodbye beside his car just before he left on Sunday, he got hard again.

“I thought I took all the starch out of your cock yesterday, Honey,” I whispered in his ear.

“You did, but you just put it back.” I was surprised, but not shocked when my husband pulled my T-shirt over my head and tossed it onto the garage floor. My shorts and panties soon joined the T-shirt leaving me naked.

“Bend over the trunk of the car,” David ordered as he dropped his pants and pushed his briefs down his thighs.

As I bent over, I warned him that he was going to smell like pussy all day if he fucked me now as wet and as musky as I was.”

“It will remind of you during the long drive, and when I stop for something to eat, it will turn on all the waitresses.”

“Maybe, Darling, but I’d better not catch you letting those sluts have a taste of my cock. If you... uunngghh! aaaaahhhh! ooohhhh! yessss.... in meeeeee! Fuck it, Baby. Fuck it hard!” I hissed as I rammed pussy back onto his plunging cock.

David fucked and filled my pussy before leaving.

David fucked me steadily for well over ten minutes making me climax once before he filled me with his load and a second time as he was shooting it in. When his car disappeared from sight, I was still standing in the middle of our garage with semen seeping down my thighs. As I stood there, naked, one of the men from the neighborhood passed by on the sidewalk. He stopped in his tracks and stared.

Grinning, I waved at him and winked. Then, turning my back toward him, I bent over at the waist with my feet apart to pick up my clothes from the floor. I took my time and wiggled my ass for good measure making sure he was hard and eager to jack off.

I was sure my neighbor would hurry home to jack off.

Deric called me at 11 AM. “Your loving husband is off for a five-day inspection tour of our plants in his region. Clear all appointments from your calendar, Denise. I’m going to be on you and in you most of the next five days. I’ll be over around 1 PM. Be naked except for your heels, hose, and garter belt. I want you on the couch with your knees pressed against your tits so the first things I see when I come into the house are your wet cunt and ass holes.”

Deric hung up without even saying goodbye. I didn’t have to worry about my pussy being wet. Besides the huge cum load my husband had just pumped into me, I was already hot from thinking about Deric's fantastic cock, which I hadn’t had in over a week.

At 12:00, I was stark naked. The hose, heels, and garter belt Deric had ordered me to wear were lying on the bed waiting for me. Even though I had wiped off my pussy several times since Deric had called an hour before, my vagina was still a swamp with even more lubricating secretions seeping out. I was so turned and hot, my clit was swollen and erect. The thought that I was going to be fucked in my own bed by Deric’s huge cock had me on fire.

I couldn’t wait... I just couldn’t wait. I was just too wildly excited. Falling onto the bed, I spread my legs and pressed both hands into my throbbing pussy. My clit danced in and out of its hood while I furiously rubbed it and plunged my fingers into my gushing pussy. My ass was pounding up and down on the bed as I begged an imaginary big-cocked stud to fuck me.

“OOohhh fuck me, Baby. aaaaahhhh gawd damn! You’re making me cummmmm.... aaaahhh... uuunnnnnnn.... In me... In me... Fuck it... Fuck it... FUCK IT!”

With my fires sufficiently quenched to keep from climbing the walls, I took another quick shower and then dressed in the heels, garter belt, and stockings. My ass was undulating as I walked to the couch and took a seat to await the arrival of my hot stud for the next five days.

Deric arrived a few minutes after 1 PM. When he entered the den, he found me on the couch wearing heels, hose, and garter belt... just as he had ordered... and my knees were pressed against my tits elevating my ass so that both my pussy and anus were in full view.

I even pulled my legs back further to give Deric a better view.

Deric was in no hurry. There was no reason for him to be. David was out of town for five days, and he knew he could fuck as often and as many times as he wished. I was shuddering at the erotic thought.

Instead of tossing his clothes on the floor, he folded everything neatly and placed them on the coffee table. He hung his shirt over the back of a chair. After removing his shoes and socks, he moved directly in front of me wearing only his jockey shorts. The huge bulge of his cock look like it might rip the garment apart at any moment. As it was, the tight elastic shorts molded every ridge and bulge of his awesome sex spike.

His shorts molded his massive shaft perfectly.

"God... your cock is magnificent," I groaned unable to take my eyes off the pulsing shaft. "Take off your shorts, Stud. Let me see it."

Grinning with masculine pride, Deric slowly pulled his shorts down his thighs. His organ was massive and amazingly, it stood straight up... iron hard with precum seeping from its big, purple head. He sat down a few feet in front of me, his gaze locked onto my ass and pussy. Slowly, he began to stroke his huge shaft. It got even bigger as his hand moved while he watched secretions seeping out of my pussy.

My cunt throbbed as I watched Deric stroke his monster shaft.

"I'm going to fuck you ... hard and deep. You're going to climax again and again on my cock. For the next five days, I'm going to be in you constantly. Do you want it? This moment? Right now? Tell me."

"Oh god yes. YES! Spread me, Lover. Fuck me. Hurry."

His powerful hands pushed me onto my back and then locked around my upper thighs forcing them even further back to elevate my hips into position. A moment later, he mounted me. I felt his powerful shaft sliding over my buttocks and then over my anus where it stopped, pressed inward, and forced my sphincter to open. Two inches of his shaft entered me. The sensation of having Deric's big cock stretching me open made me shudder with excitement.

Suddenly, Deric withdrew from my ass bringing another moan from my lips. The crown again split the lips of my pussy and slid upward reaching the entrance to my vagina. He stopped and slowly forced the opening to stretch wider and wider until his thick cock slid into my cunt. His hips snapped forward sending the thick rod surging into me making me groan even louder. Moving his hands beneath my ass to hold me firmly in position, he drove his tool balls deep. When Deric began fucking me, hot shrieks exploded from my lips everytime his cock thudded into my womb.

"AAHH! AAHH! UUNNGHH! YESSSSS! OOHHH FUCK! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM! SCREW MEEEEEEEEEE!"

As spastic contractions began rippling through my vagina, Deric's body stiffened, his cock expanded and convulsed as thick streams of semen shot into the bottom of my cunt completely filling my hole.

"Oh Baby, I can feel you cumming inside me.... Shoot it in, Stud! Fill me full!"

Deric's cock continued to throb even after his balls were drained. At first, his shaft lost some of its girth and stiffness, but as he continued to fuck me, his cock hardened quickly. When he was fully hard, he slowly pulled his huge sex spike out of my stretched vagina and pushed it back inside my ass. This time, he didn't withdraw. Instead, he worked it deeper and deeper until his entire rod was buried in me.

When Deric began fucking my ass with long, deep strokes, I came again, even harder than the first time. My wild, ecstatic howls and the hard contractions of my rectum around his dick spurred him on until soon he was ramming into me like he was driving in railway spikes. Everyone of my spastic contractions was punctuated with high-pitched female shrieks.

I couldn't believe I was taking all 10 inches up my ass.

When I felt Deric's cock beginning its telltale jerking inside me, I knew he was about to cum.

"Do it, Baby. Shoot it into me," I groaned.

I gasped when he jerked his rod out of me without ejaculating, moved up my body and thrust his throbbing rod into my mouth. I stretched my mouth as wide as possible and moaned as he fucked my face with hard, deep thrusts.

Deric was ramming seven or eight inches of cock down my throat.

It only took a dozen or so hard, deep thrusts before his load filled my mouth. I managed to swallow about half of it but the rest squirted out of the corners of my mouth and ran down my cheeks.

At that point, Deric picked me and carried me to my bed. He quickly got me totally naked and crawled in beside me. For thirty minutes, he caressed my body, masturbated my clit, French kissed me, and finally moved his face between my thighs and got me off twice, All the foreplay had his cock rock hard again, but instead of mounting me immediately, he moved into spoon position behind me and cuddled erotically against my body. With his hands squeezing my tits and nipples and his huge tool sliding back and forth between my thighs and pressing against my pussy and clitoris, he had me groaning in heat within ten minutes. After fifteen minutes, I was pleading with him to fuck me again.

He kept me begging for his cock for another five minutes before he raised my left leg and easily sank his dick into my widely stretched asshole. Within just a few minutes, I was groaning in another explosive orgasm.

The huge cock entered me easily.

Deric kept me awake most of the night. When his dick wasn't inside either my pussy or ass, it was usually in my mouth or his tongue was working on my clitoris. I don't know how he did it, but from the time he arrived at 1 PM until the next morning, he had cum inside me or on me seven times.

I thought he might skip work, but he was up and gone by 9 AM. As soon as the front door closed behind him, I was in a deep sleep. I slept until I was awakened by his call at 4 PM.

"Wear something sexy but nice, Denise. We'll be dining with Ralph Emerson and Vance Blalock who are two very important potential clients whose business will be worth millions of dollars over the next few years. They both want to meet you."

"Meet as in M-E-E-T or meat me as in M-E-A-T?"

"Both. They're both married and very discreet. I'll be there too and I can hardly wait to see what sloppy fifths or sloppy sixths with you feels like."

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The three men, particularly Emerson and Blalock, were stunned when I made my appearance. In spite of the fact that I had no feelings for either man, the fact that they were already becoming erect as they gaped at my exposed bosom and long legs made me giddy with excitement. Sometimes I thought that turning men on and getting them hard was more fun than actual sex. Sometimes I thought that, but most of the time I liked the sex more... particularly when the sex was being provided by Deric's 10-inch cock or by my awesome husband.

Emerson and Blalock both got hard when they saw me.

"My God, Deric!" Emerson gasped. "Where did you find her? Will you give me her agency's phone number?"

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Ralph. She's not a professional. Denise is very happily married to one of my top-flight executives. She's just a very sensuous woman. Ralph, Vance, this is Denise. She's very important to me so make certain you please her and keep her happy."

"So correct me if I'm wrong, Deric, but I'm guessing that if we sign with your company to provide our equipment and supplies, we'll be seeing this gorgeous woman again?"

"Whenever you're in town to sign a renewal contract or look over some of our new product lines, Denise and I will certainly be taking you out to dinner and entertaining you provided you time your visits when Denise's husband is making one of his frequent out-of-town trips, Vance."

"I'm assuming that the timing for these trips is not a closely guarded secret... right?" Ralph asked.

"Just call my secretary, Doris. She'll be happy to provide you with a schedule a month in advance. We have reservations at The Carriage House. It's a five-star establishment. I'm sure you'll love the cuisine. Shall we go?"

I was delighted to see that both men essentially ignored Deric's suggestion as they stared at me with erections and naked lust etched on their faces.

"In a moment, Deric," Vance replied. "How about a profile view, Denise? Is that permitted?"

"Whatever you like, Mr. Blalock. Deric has always emphasized that the customer is always right. Is this what you had in mind?" I asked as I turned to present my profile to Blalock. Both men stared as if entranced. When I pulled my shoulders back, I heard an audible groan from one of the men.

Both erections grew larger when I pulled my shoulders back.

"What a rack!" Emerson gasped.

When we left the house, I was virtually certain that both men had already decided to sign with Deric's company.

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Always mindful of business, Deric made certain that the seating arrangements at the Carriage House had Vance on one side of me and Ralph on the other. Rather than take the seat opposite me, Deric sat to Ralph's right. When the young waiter took our orders, he stood beside me to give himself every opportunity to look down my cleavage. I just smiled sweetly at him and kept my shoulders back to give him a good view. From his vantage point, I knew he could see part of my nipples.

Judging from his tented pants, I thought the waiter was enjoying the view.

As the waiter turned and walked away with our orders in-hand, Ralph commented, "Jesus! She got him hard just from taking our orders."

"Our orders had nothing to do with it," Vance argued. "I think her big tits did the job. How big are your breasts anyway? That is, if you don't mind my asking."

"Well, they're 34DD, but they're not all mine. My husband spent a small fortune helping me get this body that you seem to like so much. By the way, he likes it too."

"I'd say your husband made one hell of an investment," Ralph opined. "How about it, Deric. I know you've inspected it up close and personal. Did her hubby make a good investment or not?"

Deric thought for a moment before replying. "I don't like spoiling the surprise. I'll think I'll pass and let the two of you decide for yourselves."

"I think I've already made up my mind on that question," Vance replied as his hand moved over the top of my breast and then, down into my bra until he had his hand covering my nipple.

"OOohhhh, not so hard, Honey," I urged when he squeezed me.

Vance's hand made me groan, half in pleasure, half in pain.

Vance eased his grip on my breast and began caressing my nipple. When I pulled my shoulders back, he moved over to my other breast and gave it similar treatment. By the time he removed his hand, my bra was down enough to expose my areolas.

When our waiter arrived with our entrees, he again checked out my cleavage. With my nipples nearly exposed, the crotch of his pants began moving as his cock responded to the erotic sight. By the time he had laid the food on the table, he was fully erect or close to it.

"It turns you on to show it off, doesn't it?" Ralph asked.

"Yes... it turns me on a lot," I hissed in response.

"That's the first thing I noticed about Denise when I first laid eyes on her at a party. She was having a great time turning on all the men, and I could see that she was on a fantastic high doing it," Deric commented.

At that point, Ralph and Vance began asking Deric about what he had seen at the party and what I had been doing. It was exciting but somewhat embarrassing to have the three men discussing how I loved to flash in public places, so I tuned out their conversation and concentrated on the delicious London broil with fresh asparagus. That is, I concentrated on it until I felt a hand touch my leg. I glanced at Ralph who smiled and squeezed my leg.

Deric was now telling the two potential clients how I had gotten Earl so hot he had nearly ejaculated in his pants. As he elaborated, Ralph's hand moved under my skirt to my inner thigh, which he stroked with a light sensuous touch. Just as his hand began to pull my leg closer to his body, I felt Vance's hand on my other knee. Slowly, the two hands moved over my thighs.

"Several men at other tables are watching, Denise," Vance whispered. "Is this turning you on?"

As the two hands moved higher and higher on my thighs, my only answer was a soft moan.

"They're all waiting for us to spread you enough so they can see your cunt."

"Then, they'll be disappointed. I'm wearing panties," I managed to reply even as I moaned again.

From the other side, Ralph ordered softly but insistently, "Open up... spread your legs wider." The two men exerted pressure on my inner thighs gradually opening my legs wider until I was sitting with my legs gaping open and their hands approaching my pussy.

"They can see your panties now," Ralph informed me.

"How do you know? Maybe the tablecloth blocks their view."

"No chance, Honey. Two of them gave us a 'thumbs up' sign when we got your legs open. They're looking right at your panties. Raise your ass a little so they can get a better view."

Almost without conscious thought, I lifted my hips off the seat and spread even wider. My vagina throbbed as juices seeped out.

"A couple of the women are checking out your panties too, Denise. I think they're lesbians. Have you ever had girl-girl sex?"

"Nooooo... never," I groaned as my clitoris hardened.

"I think those women want to fuck you as much as the men do."

"Oooohhhh!" Embarrassed by my response, I tried to close my legs but neither Ralph or Vance had any intension of allowing me to do that. Firmly, they pulled my legs even wider apart and continued running their hands up and down my thighs coming closer and closer to the gusset of my panties with each stroke. Then, Ralph's hand was there! He slid the palm of his hand down to the crotch band and felt my wetness. I saw his nostrils flare when he detected the musky aroma of excited pussy.

My London broil was forgotten as both men began rubbing my pussy through my soaked panties. I had no doubt that they were going to make me climax if they continued.

"Are they still watching?" I gasped

"Of course. The men are hard and one of the women is caressing her tits."

"Ooohhhh god."

As if my moan were a signal, Vance slid his hand into my panties and ran his fingers along my slit and from there up to my engorged clitoris. He rubbed it lightly bringing more groans from my lips.

"Pull my panties aside," I hissed hotly. "Show them my cunt!"

With Vance's hand busy working on my throbbing clitoris, Ralph took over. His fingers hooked into the gusset of my panties and quickly pulled it up my thigh totally exposed my throbbing cunt. My hips arched as an orgasm washed through me.

Vance immediately felt my orgasm. His fingers left my clitoris and moved to my vagina and pushed inside. Slowly, he began to finger fuck me.

Vance's fingers speared into my pussy.

Ralph's fingers quickly replaced Vance's on my pulsing clitoris. He trapped it between two fingers and worked up and down the shaft as if he were jacking off a very small-cocked man. I squirmed in my seat trying desperately to keep my upper body still. I managed for a few minutes until an even harder climax ripped through my cunt and clit. The musky scent from between my thighs filled the air.

"Damn. Can you smell her, Deric. She's cumming," Ralph informed my husband's boss.

"Let's get her panties off," Vance said in a passion-filled voice.

At this point, Deric intervened. "Not here. Not now. The management may ask us to leave. Leave her be... let her simmer in her own juices. By the time we get her home, she'll be excited out of her mind."

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When we got to the car, Ralph moved behind me. "Pull your skirt up to your waist and bend over so I can see your ass."

I knew I should have been insulted by the outrageous order, but the fact was that it sent hot shivers of excitement through me. I didn't even hesitate. Jerking my skirt up to my waist, I bent over. For good measure, I also reached back and pulled my buttocks partially open.

"Gawd Damn! What a hot ass. Oh fuck! Show me your wet holes, Denise."

I was about to comply when Deric stopped me. "Not until we get home."

As soon as we entered Deric's spacious mansion, he turned to Ralph and Emerson and said, "All right, Gentlemen, We're home. I believe you were intent on inspecting Denise's ass when I so rudely interrupted you."

Ralph nodded his agreement and again ordered me to pull up my dress. Once again, I quickly pulled it up to my waist.

"Oh Damn! What an ass she's got," Vance gasped in an awed voice. "Let's bend her over the table and check it out."

"Right on!" Ralph agreed. A moment later, the two men had me bent over the table with my ass arched and on display. Their hands stroked my buttocks bringing moans of pleasure from me.

"Hot Bitch. You know you deserve a hard spanking for being such a slut and showing off your cunt to all the men in the restaurant. Don't you agree?"

"Yesss.... oohhhh yessss... Spank my slutty ass but please, don't hurt me too badly."

"That's for us to decide, Slut." With that, Vance and Ralph began to spank my ass... each man taking one of cheeks and giving it to me with their open palms. Each time they whacked me, it stung but not a lot. Mostly, it just made my vagina gush.

The spanking made my clit throb.

"Oohhh please... stop... aaahhh... UUNNGHH! STOP! Fuck me... don't spank me. Please! Punish my cunt with your big cocks... aaaahhh... god... unnghh! You're making my ass burn... AAAGGHHHAAAA.... IT'S ON FIRE! STOP... OHHHH PLEASE... STOP AND SCREW ME!"

Ralph pulled me off the table to my knees between them. Both men had their cocks out and Vance gave me a one-word command: "SUCK!" I followed the order and sucked first one man and then the other... back and forth.

I sucked both cocks but didn't deep throat either.

"Let's get her up on the table so I can fuck her while she sucks your dick," Vance urged.

I felt myself be lifted and then deposited on the table on my back. Ralph shed his clothes and laid down on his side facing me, his cock a rigid, hard, throbbing lance. Vance just opened his pants and took out his smaller but equally hard dick and moved between my wide open thighs. I tilted my head back and opened my mouth for Ralph. Instantly, he drove his prick into my mouth and began fucking it. Vance swabbed his cock up and down the length of my swampy slit and then nailed it into me just as Ralph's cock filled my mouth.

My tits bounced wildly as the two men fucked me.

For the next 10 minutes, the two men fucked me fore and aft. I gurgled around Ralph's plunging shaft and grunted as Vance slammed in and out of my pussy, each stroke going in balls deep.

"I'm gonna blow!" Vance screamed. A second later, he did. His embedded dick pulsed hard, contracted, and fired several thick streams of semen into my vagina. My own moans of climax were muted by Ralph's big dick filling my mouth.

Vance continued to thrust into me even after his orgasm abated. He was still very hard and excited as he fucked me and stripped off his clothes at the same time. His continued thrusts churned his load into a white froth causing loud, squelching fuck sounds to fill the room. As Vance continued to use my cunt, I could feel Ralph's dick rapidly reaching the point of no return.

My vagina was filled with semen, and I thought Ralph was about to fill my mouth.

"Cum in my mouth, Ralph! Shoot it in!"

"UUNNN... Noooo... not in your mouth... In your cunt. I want to cum in your cunt!"

"Oh yes. YES!" I shouted. Quickly, I jerked my pussy off Vance's still plunging dick bringing protests from his lips. "Sorry, Honey, but your buddy needs to use my pussy right now. Put yours in my mouth." After doing a 180 degree turn, I took Vance's still hard cock inside my mouth just as Ralph's cock filled my vagina. Once more, the hot squelching sounds of a cock pumping a cum-filled cunt flooded Deric's den.

Ralph's much larger cock rapidly brought me to another climax.

My groans of orgasm were mixed with muffled grunts from Vance's dick filling my mouth and throat. "OOohhhhmmm uunnnnn... OOmmmppfff.... aaaahhhhh... uunnnn... Ungh! OOMMPPFFF!!"

"Oh Man! She's cumming all over my dick," Ralph screamed. "Her pussy's milking meeeeeee! Oh Honey, you're the hottest woman I've ever had my cock in. Get up on your knees and arch your ass so I can really pound it in. Hurry! I'm so fucking close!"

Releasing Vance's now rock-hard dick, I scrambled to get onto my knees and get my ass up in the air. Spreading my knees, I held myself open. "Fuck me, Stud. Fuck your load into my hot pussy. Do it, Baby. Fuck and Shoot... Fuck and Shoot!"

Ralph didn't require any instructions about how to bury his throbbing shaft balls deep into my pussy. He held my hips, fitted the bloated head into my opening, and jack hammered his cock into me. I howled with pleasure when his eight-inch tool filled my hole. Once he had it buried, he fucked me like a life-without-parole convict who hadn't been inside a woman's pussy in years.... hard, ramming, deep strokes that thudded into the bottom of my pussy with masculine authority.

"Oh gawd damn! What a hot fuck hole! I can't hold it.... gonna flood your cunt with a monster load, Denise. AAAAHHHH!!! HERE IT COMES!!!"

Ralph's deeply embedded organ jerked in hard spastic contractions... again and again... as his balls emptied their huge load into my depths. He had shot into me at least four times before the intensity of his orgasm triggered another for me. The last half dozen gushes of semen entered my pussy while it was throbbing just as hard as Ralph's ejaculating sex gun.

Finally, he withdrew from my still quivering vagina while I remained on my knees with my head down. My pussy was still contracting in the final stages of my hard climax. As I throbbed and quaked in the aftermath of my orgasm, some of Ralph's monster cum load gushed out of my pussy and formed a long cum rope dangling from my still erect clit.

Ralph's load was really huge.

Vance was not a happy camper at having been abandoned when his cock was stone hard, and he was pumping me hard as he drove toward his climax. It came as no surprise to me when he wanted to fuck me again ASAP.

"Let a girl have a moment to rest and clean up, Lover. Besides, I need to make a trip to the facilities. My bladder's full. If you fuck me right now, I might lose control and pee all over you."

"But I'm so fucking hard," he complained.

I was about to give in when Deric interceded. "Let the lady go to the bathroom, Vance. When she comes back, she will need to call her husband and let him know she's fine, ask how he is, and tell him how much she misses him and his delicious cock. We'll put the phone on speaker, and you can fuck her while she's talking to her husband. Sound like fun?"

Vance didn't have to answer. His dick answered for him. He was erect before Deric's suggestion, but afterwards, it was like a diamond-hard, steel shaft. The head bloated with blood and turned purple as the veins along his shaft bulged outward causing the organ to swell and pulse. Precum fluids ran out the tip.

"One warning. You have to be quiet. Fuck her steadily and firmly, but don't growl or grunt, or ram her so hard that her husband can hear your bodies slapping together. If you cum in her while she's on the phone, you have to do it silently. If you can't manage that, we can't do it. Everyone understand the rules?"

When I came back ten minutes later, I was a little surprised to see that Vance's cock was still iron hard. If anything, it seemed even bigger.

"How do we do this," he asked.

"On the couch," Deric directed. "Behind Denise in spoon position so that the positions limits how hard you can give it to her. If you start to make a noise, you can bury your face in the couch, but don't to that."

Once Vance and I were on the couch with him behind me, his hard cock between my thighs but not yet in me, Deric dialed David's cell phone and put the phone on speaker. Both Ralph and Deric were also hard. Ralph was sitting in a lounge chair close to the couch. He was already slowly jacking off.

David picked up on third ring.

"Hi, Sexy. I was just about to call you. I'm in my hotel room, and big time lonely without you. I'm really glad you called. Is everything Ok?"

"If you're asking if everything is Ok except for the fact that I'm alone with no husband to put out my fires... then the answer's yes. Otherwise, it's no. I spent the day doing some shopping, then had dinner at Red Lobster, and I just finished channel surfing without finding anything decent to watch. How did your day go?"

As David told me about his first day conducting a site visit as the Regional Production Manager, Vance lifted my leg, slid his fingers through my drenched sex trench, and then moved to my erect clitoris. As David told me about the people he had met, Vance began masturbating me. I had to bite my knuckle to keep from moaning. Directly across from me, Ralph was jacking off as he listening to the erotic phone call and watch his friend masturbate me.

Ralph's cock throbbed as he jerked off.

While one of Vance's hands continued to rub the stem of my very hard clit, his other hand was around my body alternating between cupping and hefting my tits and squeezing and twisting my nipples. Everytime he squeezed, my vagina throbbed.

"Honey, I really miss you... actually, the truth is I miss your big, delicious cock the most. I'm so wet thinking about it... throbbing and sinking into my hot cunt... filling me and fucking me. Are you hard? Is it out?"

"It is now. Oh Honey. This is hot... really hot. I'm stroking my cock now thinking about your cunt... about stretching it open and sinking into you."

Vance had stopped playing with my tits and was now using his hand to align his cock with my opening. I lifted my leg higher to make it easier for him to get into me. He pushed forward sinking his dick into me. Since David and I were now having phone sex, I no longer had to worry about being quiet.

"Aaaaahhh fuck! It going into me, Baby .... stretching my cunt.... UGH! UGH! AAAAHHHH..... it's in me... fucking me... oohhhhhh gawd damn.... I'm getting it... being fucked.... aaaahhh!! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Vance was now wildly excited by fucking me while I talked to my husband. Not only was I talking to him, I was describing how I was being fucked while pretending that it was just phone sex. Vance could control the conversation by the way he fucked me. He held onto my hips and screwed me with slow steady strokes.

"Oohhh god... you're fucking so good, Honey. You know how much I love it with you tease me with slow, steady thrusts that make me want more and more... fuck me faster, you hot bastard. Fuck my cunt harder... Please. Ram it to me!"

"You want it hard and fast, you hot slut. I'll give it to you hard, fast, and deep. Take it, Baby. I'm stroking my cock faster now, Honey. Thinking about pounding it into you."

"OOohhhh god. I'm getting it... aaahhhh... fuck... So hard. Oh shit... you're fucking me like a pile driver... ramming me... aaaahhh uunnghhh... Oh gawd damn... keeping fucking me like that... Screw your hot slut. RAM IT INTO MEEEEEEE!"

Vance was doing exactly that as his hips jack hammered his cock into me hard and fast... going balls deep on every thrust. I was about to cum... I knew he was about to shoot off inside me very soon.

Vance was screwing me like a wild bull as my husband and Ralph jacked off.

"OOhhh god, Honey. I'm gonna cum... I'M GONNA CUM.. MY CLIT'S GOING CRAZY. Can you shoot off with me?"

"Oh fuck yes! I'm almost there."

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Cumming... Cumming... my cunt's cumming on your big cock. CUM INSIDE ME, BABY! SHOOT IT IN!"

"Me too! I'm shooting... Oh fuck... Can't believe how much this is making me shoot. Shooting in your cunt, Honey.. NOW!"

"OH YES! I can feel you throbbing inside me... your cock jerking as you pump me full of hot jizz. OOohhhh yessss.... pump it in... pump it inn... your hot wife's getting filled!!"

Behind me, Vance collapsed and his now soft dick slipped out of my cum-filled vagina. Across from us, Ralph's dick exploded seven or eight times... each time shooting a thick stream of semen high in the air.

Ralph's cock exploded, I knew my husband's had just done the same thing.

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Vance and Ralph stayed until 1 AM. The two hours was filled with double penetration. The two studs did me in every possible position... pussy and mouth, ass and mouth, and of course, pussy and ass. The last very quickly became my favorite. Fortunately, the men liked that best as well. Consequently, they alternated between double fucking me in face-up position and face-down position. I couldn't decide which I liked better. Since I couldn't decide, I had them do it to me both positions again and again until neither one of their cocks would respond no matter how long or hard I sucked them.

Since I had trouble deciding which position I preferred, the only solution was to do both again and again until I could make up my mind.

Around 1 AM, they gave up, got dressed, and Deric drove them back to the their hotel. For my part, I fell into bed naked without bothering to clean up. I was asleep within two minutes.

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For the last four days of David's first out-of-town trip, there were no more clients that needed to be seduced into signing contracts with Deric's firm. Consequently, he had me all to himself, and I couldn't have been more pleased. It was enormous fun teasing and turning on Vance and Ralph, and they were reasonably good sex partners, but compared to Deric or David, they were like little boys.

David spent Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday nights in my bed. Everyday he screwed me at least six times. On Thursday, he took the day off and spent it with me. Except for my garter belt, nylons and heels, I didn't even bother to get dressed. There was no point. Deric wanted his cock in me all time, even when he had already cum so many times, there was no way he could get off again for another hour or two. Nevertheless, he always got hard when he was around me, and when he got hard, he wanted his cock inside my pussy.

Not only did Deric get me off dozens of times a day, he also gave my ego a fantastic boost. For example, after a quick lunch on Thursday afternoon, Deric had carried me to my bedroom where he put me on my back in the middle of the bed and pressed my knees all the way back until they were touching the bed on either side of my head.

He kept me doubled in half that way as he told how sensuously erotic my cunt is describing in detail how the way my lips flare open always gets him harder than any other woman's pussy ever had.

"I love the way your big, hard clit extends out of its hood, even when it's not hard. It looks like it's begging to be licked and sucked. And your tight, wet fuck hole just sucks the loads right out of my balls. God! You're a luscious fuck! I just can't get enough of you. And I love the way you shriek and explode when I lick that big clit. I'm gonna make it explode right now."

He pressed his face against my pussy and captured my clit with his lips. It began to throb in hard spasms the instant his tongue slid up one side and down the other. His fingers probed and found my G-spot as he worked my clitoris like a virtuoso cocksman. When I came, my juices spurted. Deric licked up every drop telling me constantly how delicious I tasted. I came a second time and was still shuddering in my orgasm when he mounted me and drove his huge cock into my defenseless pussy. After stretching me open, he plowed nine inches of cock into me in hard, deep thrusts that had me howling with pleasure. When he gave me the tenth inch, I erupted in another orgasm.

Deric could make me cum whenever he liked. I was mesmerized with his huge cock.

He screwed me like that for 10 to 15 minutes and never stopped telling me how tight and slick and hot my pussy was and how much he loved being inside me. Then he shot into me in hard, voluminous spurts filling my vagina with his seed and soaking the bed sheets.

After resting for five minutes, Deric got up to use the facilities and wash himself off. On a whim, I went into the den and mounted the desk on my knees, moving back so that my naked cunt was right at the edge of the desk. Once there, I lowered my head, spread my knees, and opened my buttocks with my hands. Deric had just shot off for the fourth time that day, and it had been a monster load. I wondered if he would be interested in entering me again when he saw me in this slutty, fucking position.

I wondered if Deric could get it up again so soon after fucking me.

I got my answer a few minutes later when Deric wandered into the den obviously looking for me. As soon as he saw the way I was mounted on the desk, he groaned, "Oh my god! That's the hottest thing I've ever seen. Don't move. Don't move an inch! Hold yourself open, Denise. I can't wait to look into your hot holes up close."

I felt his hot breath on my ass and then on my pussy as he gazed lustfully into my cum-filled openings. Then, he stood up and gasped, "Oh god! Your body gets me so fucking hard. Using his hands, he moved me into position for his cock and nailed every inch into my vagina.

"Ohhhh fuck! What a wonderfully hot, sensuous cunt!" He carried me around the room like that... bouncing me erotically on his huge shaft. "I hope you like this just half as much as I do!"

As I said, Deric did wonders for my female ego.

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David came home Friday around 6 PM. I had not seen Deric that day to give my pussy then to recover and tighten up for my husband. I had steaks, salad, fries, and fresh green beans with wine and a cheesecake for dessert all ready to serve when he walked in the door. He made my day when he tried to get me into the bedroom immediately, but I made him wait using the meal as an excuse. In reality, I just wanted him even hotter when he took me to bed.

Later in bed, my randy husband couldn't stop screwing me. Again and again, he entered one of my holes and fucked me like a wild bull. When I told him I had gone out to a club and flashed some men, his cock surged to a new, rock-hard erection which he promptly nailed into the bottom of the eager pussy. Naturally, I didn't mention anything about Vance, Ralph, or Deric.

Over the next few days, I learned that having my husband take out-of-town trips had even more benefits than I had initially realized. Not only did it give Deric and me an opportunity to be together, it also produced a constantly excited husband who fucked me once or twice a day, everyday upon his return. My sexy husband frequently showed up with flowers or unexpected gifts. I didn't have any doubts that I was getting more attention and getting laid more than any other wife in the city... probably in the state.

Once David was home, Deric and I went back to being very careful. We generally met no more than twice a week and usually only once. Although he could have come over during working hours every day, we thought that it was too risky with David in town and now a high-level executive free to set his own hours. In fact, he did often come home at odd hours just to get into me, which was something that I really enjoyed. What wife wouldn't?

When I did see Deric during times when David was home, it was almost always in the evening when I would tell my husband that I need to make a trip to the grocery store when I had actually done the shopping earlier in the day and had the groceries in the trunk of my car. I also joined a book club and would sometimes skip meetings to enjoy Deric's fabulous cock.

As the months passed, David settled into a routine... two weeks at home followed by a three or four-day trip to one or two of the plants that needed production decisions made that required hands-on, on-site information. When David was gone on a trip, Deric spent a lot of each day and every night in my bed with his awesome cock buried inside me. Even after six months, we were still going at it as hot and heavy as we had on David's first trip. This was the result of my great body, which Deric loved, his fantastic cock, which I wanted inside my pussy all the time, and our enforced two-week abstinence when David was home. By the time he left, we were both insatiable for each other.

I continued to service prospective clients for Deric. Essentially, I seduced them into signing contracts. Most of the time, I did this when David was out of town, but occasionally, I would meet clients at Deric's home during the day while my husband was working in his office. As more and more of these clients signed on with Deric's company, they would often return to view new products, renew contracts, and sometimes for no other reason than to enjoy an evening of hot sex with me. When these repeaters were combined with my efforts to entice new clients, the number of cocks visiting my pussy continued to grow.

By the sixth month, I was entertaining two clients a week at Deric's home during the day and when David was gone a four-day trip, I usually got laid by four to six clients, sometimes two or even three at a time. Nevertheless, Deric always made certain that we had at least two days all to ourselves.

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Expanding the Business:

After David had been the Regional Production Manager for eight months, we had saved up enough money from his much larger salary to buy a new, elegant home. We also replaced my old Buick with a new Camry. We had even begun discussing whether or not it was time for us to start a family.

It had only been a week since David's last trip, and he didn't have another one planned for another week, but one of the plants in his district for some unexplained reasons had a sudden 20% decrease in the productivity of their production line. As Regional Manager, David was informed immediately. A full day later, the news still wasn't good. The in-house engineering staff had been unable to locate the problem, and they needed help.

That night David broke the bad news to me. "I'm going to have to take a couple of our engineers and fly out to their facility the first thing in the morning. As soon as we determine the problem, I'll give you a call, Honey, and let you know when I'll be back."

"I understand, Darling. It's part of the job. Just come home as soon as you can. I really miss you," I replied, but in the back of my mind, I was already thinking about Deric's big cock.

David's plane left at 8:30 AM the following morning. At 1 PM, Deric called me. "I've got bad news and good news, Denise. The bad news is that your husband just called to tell me that they had located the problem, and several sections of the line were going to have to be replaced. David is going to stay over until it's done and to see if he can find a way to keep production going at a reduced pace during the repairs.."

"What's the good news?" I asked.

"The good news is that your husband is going to be staying over until the repairs are finished and to see if he can find a way to keep production going. He'll be gone at least three days."

"I hope that means you're planning to spend the next two nights with me."

"At least two and maybe three if David has to stay for a fourth day. Think you can handle me for three nights this soon after your husband's last trip?"

"I can hardly wait to try, Lover."

"I do have a big problem with two prospective new clients who arrived around noon. I was surprised when they called and said they wanted to discuss switching their business to our firm since they've never shown any interest before. If they sign with us, it will be a first-rate expansion of our business."

"Why is that a problem, Deric? It sounds to me like it's great news."

"It could be. But Jim and Marcus were pretty explicit about why they were considering discussing a switch to our company. Do you remember Howard Markman?"

"Of course I remember Howard. I should. I fucked him a half dozen times over two days to convince him he should use your firm as his supplier. And then three months later, he came to town for another visit, and again he spent most of the night screwing me. Is he back for another session with me?"

"No, no he isn't. But he's a close personal friend of Jim Packard and Marcus Tolman, and apparently they're considering a switch to our company at Howard's suggestion."

"So? I still don't see the problem."

"Howard suggested they switch suppliers because of the opportunity to spend a night or two with you."

"Well, you know I would far rather spend the time with you, Honey, but you also know that if you need some help with clients, I always enjoy helping. Is their some problem with Jim and Marcus? Are they old and fat and can't get it up?"

"No. In fact, they're both in their mid to late 30s and both are ruggedly handsome guys. But they're both black, and they both love married, white pussy. You haven't done a black client for me, much less two, and I don't know how you feel about it. If you prefer to pass, I'll make other arrangements."

"Let me see if I have this straight. You're not sure if I would enjoy having two ruggedly handsome, powerful black studs fucking me most of the night and making me cum probably a dozen times. I think I might be able to manage that, Darling, provided you're also at the party. When Jim and Marcus leave, I want your awesome cock in me for the rest of the night. Think you can handle sloppy tenths?"

"Wild horses couldn't keep me away."

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I was just getting ready to shower and make myself beautiful for Deric and his clients when Deric called. It was 3:00.

"Can you be at my place by 7:30, Denise?"

"Sure. Everything going well with the clients?"

"Like silk. From the way they responded to my presentation, I think it's a done deal provided they like the entertainment tonight. Be certain to wear something hot but don't wear too much."

"If those guys like white, married pussy as much as you say, I don't think entertaining them will be a problem."

"I'm hoping so. We'll probably arrive around 8:00... depends on how things go here at the office and with the contract negotiations and how long it takes us to have dinner."

"I'll be ready. There is one thing I wanted to ask... are these guys discreet or are they going to start bragging about the white chick they nailed? I can't have this getting back to David. Neither of us can."

"Absolutely! I checked these guys out before I called you before. They're both married and from what I hear, if their wives find out they've been cheating, both of them might end up with no balls. I don't think that will be a problem. Besides that, you know they're going to want a repeat performance from time to time, and that's unlikely to happen if they shoot off their mouths."

"Ok. I'll see you around 8:00. I don't mind helping you with the clients, Lover. You know that, but I am really anxious to have you in my bed."

"Not as anxious as I am. See you later."

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I let myself into Deric's home with my personal key he had given me months before at the same time as I had given him a key to my home. Although Deric had asked me to arrive at 7:30, I actually got there around 7:00 PM. I couldn't be seen on the street wearing what I had planned for the night, so I had to get to Deric's early enough to give myself time to change. By 7:40, I was ready.

When the three men arrived about ten minutes past 8 PM, the first thing they saw when they entered the main living area was me sitting in one of the bar chairs with my legs crossed wearing a black garter belt, matching fishnet stockings, a brief thong, a flimsy bra, and five-inch slutty heels.

"Took you guys long enough. I guess I must have been misinformed," I said.

"Oh Man! You weren't kidding when you told us that she was a stone fox. God! Fucking unbelievable!" Marcus gasped.

Jim was equally impressed adding, "Honey, if you're really married like Deric says, I gotta say that your husband is the luckiest dude on the planet. By the way, I'm Jim and this is my friend and business partner Marcus. I'm guess... no, I'm hoping that you're Denise."

I nodded and Deric asked, "What do you think you were you misinformed about?"

"You told me that Jim and Marcus loved fucking white, married pussies. Well, I've been waiting for an hour."

"Hell, I wanted to skip the dinner and come here as soon as we had finished taking care of business, but Deric insisted. Said we were gonna need food if we were gonna get through the night alive."

That brought a throaty laugh from me as I slid off the bar chair onto the floor. Slowly, I opened my legs and assumed a seductive pose for the two black men. "Does this white married pussy meet your expectations? If it does, I'm certain that you're going to love doing business with Mr. Randall."

As I held the pose for them, large bulges developed in their pants.

"Looks like it," Jim said. "Course, we'll have to unwrap the package first before we can be certain. How big are those tits?"

"They're 34DDs, Baby."

"They look bigger... maybe 38DDs or even 40DDs."

"That's because of my small body.'

"Small body, huh... think your small body can take nine inches of hard, thick dick, Denise?" Marcus asked.

"Just take it slow at first until you're all the way in and I'll be able to handle it, Lover."

"Jim's a tit man. Me, I like a woman's ass and legs. Turn around so I can see yours."

Turning over onto my knees, I thrust my ass back in Jim's direction. "How's this, Honey. Can you see my ass now? Do I hump the way you like your women to hump?"

Jim's cock grew as he watched me hump.

"What's not to like. You've got a great ass! Stand up so I can see all of your legs, Denise."

Once I was standing, I spread my feet apart and bent over with my hands holding onto the calf of my legs. For good measure, I wiggled my ass seductive for him.

Both black men moved closer to me. Each bent their knees to get the best possible view of my pussy peeking from between my thighs. When I thought they had seen enough of my legs and become more interested in my pussy, I turned around to face them with my legs still open. "Is there anything else you guys would like to see?" I asked as my fingers moved up and down the full length of my panty-covered slit.

Marcus and Jim both watched with naked lust as I ran my finger through my sex slit.

"Your cunt! Let's see that hot, white cunt, Baby," Marcus growled as his hand squeezed his throbbing erection.

"Let's be fair about this, Guys. It's my turn to see what you have for me inside your pants. Let's see those hard, black cocks."

"Thought you'd never ask, Baby," Marcus replied. After removing his shoes, socks, and shirt, Marcus unzipped his pants and pushed them to his ankles along with his briefs. As soon as his cock was released it surged outward pointing directly at me.

"You really think you can take my black schlong, Honey?"

"Oh fuck! That thing is huge! God!" I couldn't resist rubbing my clit through my thong.

"That's the way, Slut. Look at my black cock spike and rub your hot cunt!"

"Ooohhhh yesssssss," I hissed unable to tear my eyes away from the 9-inch black snake that was aimed right at me.

"You think Marcus is hung? Take a look at this black cunt stretcher, Bitch!" Jim invited. "Like it?"

Jim wasn't kidding. His cock was even bigger than Marcus' rod. And it stood straight up... rigid and ready to sink into my pussy. It was almost as big as Deric's.

Jim was even bigger than Marcus.

Between the two of them, there had to be about 19 inches of thick, hard black dick a few feet in front of me. I rubbed my pussy even harder.

"Mmmmmmm... Ooohhh those big dicks look delicious."

"Then come over here and suck on me," Jim ordered. I took a couple of steps in his direction, knelt in front of him and took the bloated head into my mouth.

"AH YEAH! SUCK IT, SLUT. SUCK IT!"

Jim's cock began to throb and jerk as soon as it sank into my throat.

"Oh fuck! The hot bitch is deep throating me! Oh gawd damn! Don't believe it. She's taking all of it!"

While I was pleasuring Jim, Marcus moved behind me and unhooked my bra. I didn't put up any resistance when he pulled it off my shoulders and down my arms. Once my bra was gone, his large hands circled my body and captured both of my tits. As I worked on Jim's dick, Marcus worked on my tits and nipples... squeezing, pulling, and twisting them. Before Jim's load poured into my throat and gushed out the corners of my mouth, the two men had me thrusting my hips in seductive fuck motions.

As soon as Jim's orgasm ebbed and he had pulled his semi-hard dick out of my mouth, Marcus bent me over and thumped his hard shaft against my ass like it was a club.

"I'm so fucking hard now, it hurts," Marcus moaned.

"You know the best cure for that, Honey. Take off my panties and fuck with that big, hard cock."

I didn't have to ask him twice. A moment later, I felt my panties being pulled over my hips and down my thighs. When they were bunched between my knees, I raised up just enough for him to slide them beneath my knees and down my calves. As soon as he had them off, I moved my knees far apart and again lowered my head. The big cock head split my pussy lips, slid up and down my soaked sex trench, and then began stretching the opening to my pussy.

"Oh yeah, Stud. Stretch me open with big cock... aaaaahhhh... OOohhhh fuck... IT'S GOING INNNNN!! UUUNNNN.... YESSSS... You're in meeeeeee.... fucking me! Give it to me! FUCK ME THAT BIG BLACK COCK!"

Marcus thrust his hips forward while he held my hips and jerked my pussy back onto his cock. The huge shaft split me open and raced down my hole thudding hard into my cervix.

"GGGGHHHAAAAAAA!! UUNNGGHH!"

"I'm all the way in you, Slut. Take my dick!" he grunted as he pulled back and then slammed back into me a second time bringing even louder female grunts of pleasure from my lips.

"I'm taking it, you big-cocked stud. Ram it to meeeeeeeeee!!"

Marcus buried his cock inside my cunt.

Marcus was so turned and hot, that he didn't last more than a few minutes before I felt his dick ramming into the bottom of my hole where he kept it buried as he throbbed in hard spasms. As the load rose up from his balls, he began pumping me with short hard thrusts as his sex gun fired into my pussy.

As Marcus unloaded inside my pussy, I saw Deric sitting in a lounge chair just across from me, He had his huge dick in his hand jacking off as the two black clients were using me. Of course, I was using them too, and that what had Deric's shaft iron hard. So far, he had been edging himself... jerking his rod until it was just about to explode and then backing off before doing it again.

Watching my lover jerking off to my being thoroughly fucked by the two black studs almost made me climax. If Marcus had been able to pump me another half dozen times before shooting off, I would have been cumming right along with him. As it was, my vagina was still throbbing with need when Marcus pulled his deflating dick out of my pussy. My clitoris was erect and hard... I knew I would cum explosively if I just rubbed it for a minute or so.

Fortunately, I didn't have to do that since Jim's shaft was already hard again from watching his friend fucking me.

"Turn around," he ordered. "Show me that hot, cum-filled pussy, Denise. I want to fuck it. NOW! Suck on Marcus' dick while I screw you."

Quickly, I did an 180 degree turn to present my pussy to Jim. At the same time, Marcus grasped my head in his large hands and pulled my mouth down to his soft organ. I sucked him balls deep immediately. Although flaccid, his prick twitched inside my mouth as I moved my lips back and forth. Very quickly, his penis started to swell and throb already well on its way to becoming a hard cock.

Jim's cock rammed into my cunt. Six or seven inches of black meat filled me.

"OOMMPPFFF!!"

He pulled back until only two inches filled my eager pussy. His hips snapped forward sending seven inches of dick into my wet hole. Squelching noises filled the room

"UUNNGGHH! OOMMPPFF!"

Jim pulled back again fucked my cunt full of meat... this time probably eight inches of dick. Marcus' shaft was now almost fully erect and pressing against my throat demanding entrance. The thick cock pounded into me again... this time I felt Jim's balls slap my ass as he gave me all nine inches of his dick.

"GGGHHHAAAAA!" I screamed with the intensity of the feeling surging through my tightly plugged vagina and my throbbing clitoris. Marcus took full advantage of my open mouth to plunge his tool into my throat.

The two cocks made me erupt in an intense orgasm.

"AAAHHH! OOO0HHH! UNNGHH! CUMMING! GGGHHAAAAA!! EEEEEEEE!!"

"She's cumming, Marcus! She's cumming on my cock. Her cunt's squeezing me like a fucking vise!!"

"Oh hell yes! I'm all the way down her throat. You ready to blast your load into her cunt hole, Man?"

"Oh yeah! Can't hold back. You ready to fill her belly and mouth?"

"Yeah! Shoot it into her! I'M CUMMING IN HER MOUTH! SHOOT IT!"

"FUCK YES! SHOOTING IT UP HER CUNT HOLE!! NOW! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! LOAD'S GOING INNNNNNNNN! AAAAHHHHH FUCK!"

"Oh yeah! Give it to her. Fuck her hard," Deric yelled from across the room. I looked just in time to see his cock shooting out one thick gush of cum after another. As his cock exploded his load, he screamed for Jim to cum inside my cunt.

"CUM IN HER CUNT, MAN! PUMP IT IN! AAAHHHH FUCK!"

As the two men ejaculated into me, my orgasm seemed to go on and on. Maybe, the intense fucking made me cum a second and a third time, but it seemed like one intense, long orgasm. Marcus was the first to withdraw. Jim kept his cock inside me for another few minutes enjoying the erotic sensations of my vagina quivering and throbbing around his still semi-hard rod.

When Jim finally pulled out of my widely stretched pussy, I rolled onto my back and lay there breathing deeply... almost panting... trying to catch my breath. I could feel the thick river of semen sliding out of my vagina and cascading downward between my buttocks before it formed a pool on the floor.

At that point, the men took a break, and while Deric fixed drinks for everyone, they were busy discussing how tight my pussy was and how hard I had cum on their dicks.

"She's one hot piece of ass, Deric," Marcus commented. "If we sign a contract with your company, is she gonna be available whenever we come over for a visit?"

"You'll need to coordinate visits with the times her husband is traveling on business. That's about twice a month for a few days each time. If you give me a call, I can let you know when he will be out of town."

"I can't get over how tight her cunt is. It felt like she was gonna squeeze my dick off."

"If you think her pussy is tight, Jim, just wait until you get into her ass. Now that's tight, and I'm talking TIGHT!"

"Do you fuck her a lot?"

"Whenever her husband's on a trip, I hardly do anything else."

"I hear you, Man. She's just drop dead gorgeous."

I knew I should be mortified to be lying there almost naked with two thick loads of semen running out of my pussy and another one pooled inside my stomach while the three men discussed how hot and tight my pussy is and how good a piece of ass I am, but all it did was excite me. Whenever Jim or Marcus would look over at me, I couldn't keep from spreading my legs wider for him as I cupped my tits.

When I got up off the floor and started for the bathroom, Jim stopped me by asking, "Where are going, Denise. The party's just getting started."

"To the bathroom, Honey. I need to clean up and pee."

"Don't take too long."

Once in the bathroom, I relieved my bladder and then washed my pussy. After combing my hair and fixing my makeup, I was about to leave when I remembered Deric's comment about how tight my ass was. I had already purged my bowels earlier but as an added precaution, I lubed myself with astroglide and then inserted the neck of the bottle inside my rectum and squeezed it three times.

My precautions proved to be well advised because as soon as I returned to the den, Marcus was all over me. His thick lips crushed against mine as his hands cupped my ass. Two fingers entered my ass and worked back and forth, stretching me. His powerful hands pressed my pussy against his fully erect tool as he dry fucked me with powerful thrusts.

"Bend over the bar, Baby. Big cock's going in," he grunted.

As soon as he had me bent over the bar, he kicked my feet apart and drove his thick shaft into my cunt.

"OOoohhhh aaaaahhhhh! Fuck me, Stud. Fuck me," I hissed as I took 8 inches of black meat.

"Oh yeah... Hot wet fuck hole. Love it," he grunted after driving his shaft all the way into the bottom of my vagina.

"Put your right leg up on the bar," he ordered while already lifting my leg into the position he wanted.

With my leg up on the bar, I was spread wide open. The thick shaft plunged into my pussy in hard, rapid strokes bringing shrill cries from my lips. As wet as I was, his piston soon filled the room with squelching noises on every entry.

Without any warning, Marcus jerked his cock out of my pussy and pressed it against my anus. From across the room, I heard both Jim and Deric urging Marcus to put it into my ass. He pushed hard sinking the big head into my rectum. I heard myself groan. After sinking four or five inches into me, he pulled out.

"No...no! Put it back it, Honey. Give it to me!"

Again the big head forced its way inside my anus... this time with much less effort than before. Marcus easily drove seven inches down my slick, lubricated channel.

"Aaaahhh gawd! So fucking big... Unnghhh... ooohhhhh you're fucking meeeeeeee!"

When he withdrew his shaft a second time, my anus stayed open... gaping... begging him to stick it back inside me. The next time, he entered my ass as easily as he had entered my vagina. His entire nine inches plunged into my hole. Then he began fucking me, and I began to wail as he made me cum.

"Oh gawd... AAHHHH... ASS FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG DICK, STUD... UNNGGHH! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! YOU'RE ALL THE WAY IN MEEEEEEE!"

It didn't take me long to cum on Marcus' huge shaft. As hard as my rectum and pussy were contracting, I was shocked when Marcus pulled his tool out without shooting off inside me.

"Mount Jim's cock, Baby. Now!" he ordered.

Turning, I saw Jim lying on the floor, his cock a rigid, flagpole jutting straight up. Juices seeped from the bloated head. "You heard him, Denise. Fuck yourself on my dick!"

Straddling his hips, I slowly lowered myself over his hard sex spike. "Do you want my cunt or my ass, Honey?" I asked when his cock was just a inch away from my openings.

"Cunt hole, Baby. Take my dick!"

In my position, I couldn't see Jim's cock so my first effort caused his cock to butt against my hard clitoris bringing a sharp cry of pleasure from me. Although I couldn't see, I could certainly feel the big head moving over my engorged clit sending shivers through me. Sliding forward slightly, the big plunger slid through my sex trench to my opening. Jim felt it too and thrust upward spearing me with five inches of black meat.

Once he was inside me, I began to work his dick with my vagina... squeezing him and sliding my pussy up and down his meat. Every time I squeezed him, he groaned and arched his ass trying to get into me even deeper. But I was in control now. All he could do was groan and try to pull me down on his shaft. However, he was determined, and I really didn't want to resist. In less than a minute, his cock was fully encased inside my widely stretched pussy.

"Hot cunt hole! Take it, Slut! Take my dick! UUNNGHHH! UNNGGHH! FUCK ON IT!"

As Jim drove his lance into my pussy, Deric moved beside us and whispered, "Bend over his body, Denise. Marcus needs to get his cock back inside your ass."

"Oh my god!" I hissed back at him. "Both of them at once... I don't know, Honey. I've never had that much cock in me at the same time."

"You'll love it. Bend over. Jim will pull your ass open and Marcus will slip right in. Do it."

I could never refuse Deric anything. Dutifully, I bent over Jim's body, and like clockwork, his hands moved to my ass cheeks and spread them open exposing my lubricated and now stretched asshole. I felt Marcus straddling my hips and then lowering his body. His cockhead easily penetrated my anus and raced down my rectum. The two men set up a rhythm and began double fucking me with over 18 inches of black cock.

I squealed loudly as both cock entered me.

"Let's flip her over," Jim suggested. "We don't want to cook her too long on one side. I think we need to turn her over." The two men grasped me firmly around my waist.

"Ok. I'm ready," Jim warned. "You got your cock in her all the way?"

"Hell yes. I'm buried balls deep in her ass. You all the way up her cunt?"

"Yeah... I'm all the way in her. We'll turn her over on the count of three."

Both men ground their dicks even more firmly into the bottom of my holes as Jim counted down from three. Then, the two of them flipped me into missionary position as easily as they would have flipped a pancake over on the griddle. Marcus was now under me with his dick sunk into my ass while Jim was plunging his into my cunt.

Marcus held my body steady with his hands on my waist while I extended my arms behind my body to the floor to brace myself and take their hard thrusts. With my shoulders pulled back, my tits were thrust into Jim's face. The force of the fucking had them bouncing like crazy.

The friction those two huge dicks exerted on my clit, G-spot, and the walls of my pussy was intense. Every time one cock withdrew pulling my membranes out with it, the other dick slammed into me.

"Oh gawd damn! Fuck me you hot bastards! Fuck ME! AAAHHHIIIEEEEE! CUMMING! OOHHH FUCK... YOU'RE MAKING ME CUMMMMMMMMM!"

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Family Planning:

When David entered his 14th month as Regional Production Director, Deric called me on my cell phone around 10 AM one Wednesday morning. I was a little surprised since David had just returned from a trip that Sunday and had been essentially insatiable since. As soon as he came in from work, he was on me and in me. We hardly had time to eat.

"Hi, Honey. Are you busy with something or do you have some time to talk?"

"I always have time to talk to my Number One Lover, Darling. But you know David has been banging me constantly since he got back on Sunday evening. He's so wired and turned on, he might cut work to come home for more sex. So, it's probably not a good idea for you come over."

"I realize that. You know, Denise, it's just as hard for me to stay away from you when David's home as it is for him to leave you when he goes on trips."

"Well, I've only got one pussy, Lover. I wish I had two... one for each of my men, but since I don't, the two of you have to share. I know I'm getting the best of the deal, but that's one of the perks that comes with being a woman."

"That's sort of what I wanted to discuss with you this morning. Can you come by my place at 11 AM? You might leave David a note saying that you're going shopping just in case he does decide to come home."

"I'll be there at 11, Lover."

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As I drove to Deric's home, I was grinning. I was sure that he was horny and wanted to fuck me. We wouldn't have much time, but it would still be very erotic to fuck Deric in the morning and then my husband later that afternoon. I would just have to clean up before David came home and then be sure to use my vaginal muscles to keep a lot pressure on his cock when he was screwing me so he wouldn't notice that I had been stretched recently by a very large cock.

Deric met me at the front door, and I was in his arms with his lips caressing mine in a loving, tender kiss as soon as I was inside his house. I found myself wishing for the millionth time that I could be married to both men.

When our lips parted, I whispered, "TF or FF?"

His deep, masculine laugh sent tingles through me as it always did. "You think I lured you over here to ravish your awesome body, don't you?"

"A girl can always hope... right?"

"Sure, but this time, you might be disappointed. I'd like to TF... talk first. Ok?"

"Sure. I'll give you 30 minutes before I jump you. After 30 minutes, look out."

Again, Deric laughed. "Ok. I've been appropriately warned. I need to lead into this gradually. Going back to our phone discussion, I know I have to share you with David and vice versa. I can handle that, but my problem is that I don't get equal time with you. David is out of town about seven days a month ... sometimes eight or nine... and then he's home for the other 21 to 23 days. So he gets you about three times as much as I do."

"I know, Darling, but that's just the way it is. It's the best we can do. Besides, it's not quite that uneven. When David's home, we always manage to see each other and fuck once or twice a week ... like this morning... even if it has to be sort of a quickie."

"That's true, but even considering that, it's still uneven."

"It is, but as I said, there's not much we can do about it. David's not the sharing type of guy. If he were, we could all live together. But he isn't."

"I know, and actually, I find the present arrangement probably more erotic than living together. Illicit sex is always hotter, don't you think?" I grinned and agreed... fully aware of how wet my pussy was at the moment.

"To get to the point, I've come up with an idea that will even up the scales, so to speak."

"I'm all ears," I replied.

"Well, not all ears. You do have two gorgeous, huge tits, a fantastic ass, great legs, a beautiful face, and of course, an incredibly hot, tight cunt."

My vagina throbbed hard... soaking my panties. God... I wasn't sure I could wait the 30 minutes I had promised Deric.

"I know you want a family, Denise, and I think it's time you got started. You and David have been married for six years, he has a great job and a huge income that will increase still further when I make him the next Executive VP and Assistant to the CEO as soon as Morrison retires."

"David wants to start a family. He's asked me several times, but I've put him off because I thought it would interfere with my time with you. I don't want to give you up any more than I have to."

"I don't think that will be a problem. When the children are young, we can be together when David is out of town, and they won't be aware. When they get older, we'll have the entire day when they're in school, and we can always get a baby sitter. When they get older, you can tell them that you're going out with some of your female friends. We can handle it, Honey. We have to."

"I do want children, of course, but I don't see how that evens the scales of your time with me. If anything, it reduces it ... at least somewhat."

Deric was silent for several minutes... obviously thinking of how to say what he wanted to say. Finally, he spoke. "David has something I don't have ... more time with you than I have. I need to have something with you that he doesn't have to even the scales. I want to be the father of your children... all of them. There! I've said it."

I was stunned. Now it was my turn to sit there silently. Eventually, I stammered, "But how? David would know. It would ruin everything!"

"No. He won't know. Hear me out, Honey. First, David and I have the same eye color, the same skin tone, the same color of hair, We both have good builds, and we both have well above average intelligence. The appearance of the children will give nothing away."

"I realized that as soon as you told me you wanted to father my children. But David's not stupid. If I stop fucking him while you get me pregnant, he will know, and if I don't stop fucking him, there will be no guarantee as to who the father will be."

"I have that worked out. The first step is for you see your gynecologist to plot your periods and determine precisely when your fertile periods will begin and end. Once we know that, you and David agree to start a family. He will be delighted, of course. You tell him that as soon as your next period ends, you'll stop taking the pill, which you do. David is now fucking your unprotected pussy, but you're not in the fertile part of you cycle yet. After a week, I will have arranged for a week-long general meeting of the Corporate Directors to plan our production, sales, and marketing strategies for the coming fiscal year. David will out of town for a week... the week during which your fertile period occurs. We will fuck six times a day during that week to ensure that you're pregnant before David returns. If by some chance you don't get pregnant, you go back on the pill without telling David until we can arrange a second chance to do it again."

"Honey, I don't have to tell you that I would love to have your children, but David will realize that I got pregnant when he was out of town."

"No way. It's not that precise. As soon as he returns, you tell him you've been taking your temperature and your gynecologist says you're now in the most fertile part of your cycle. The two of you fuck like rabbits and lo and behold... he gets you pregnant. It's essentially fail safe. And although none of your kids will never know, your male children will sing your praises if they did."

Now, it was my turn to laugh. "You think they'll enjoy having big cock genes, huh?"

"They'll love it! Nothing excites women like the sight of a big, hard, thick cock. Don't you agree?" Deric unzipped his pants and extracted his powerful, rock-hard erection.

"You're hard! What got you so hard?" I asked in a stunned but very pleased voice.

"You always get me hard, Denise, but thinking about getting you pregnant gets me harder than I've ever been before. Now what were you saying about that 30 minutes?"

Five minutes later, I was having multiple orgasms riding Deric's hard cock. We were both so turned on by the thought that soon he would be shooting his loads into my unprotected pussy neither of us could hold back our climaxes. Of course, I was having many more climaxes than Deric, but even so, he had emptied his balls into my hot hole three times before he ever pulled out of me.

I was surging from one orgasm to another while Deric was filling me with three big loads before his cock went soft.

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After dinner that evening, I brought up the subject of starting a family. At first, David was totally surprised since I had turned him down on that subject quite a few times in the past. When his initial shock abated, he was elated but wasn't sure that I was serious.

"Really? You're not just teasing me? You really do want to start a family?"

"I think we can easily afford it, and I also think your position is stable enough that we don't have to worry about moving to new jobs all the time. So... yes. I'm very serious, but it takes two you know. How about you?"

"I would love to have a family, Denise. For a long time, I've thought you were holding back because you didn't care to endure the pain and the risk of childbirth. If that's the case, I'm perfectly happy to adopt. Would you prefer adoption?"

"You really wouldn't mind not being the biological father of the child?"

"Not at all. I just want to hear the patter of little feet and the happy laugh of children."

"Ok, then, we're a go," I replied.

"For adoption you mean?"

"No. I want a big hard cock to shoot my unprotected pussy full of cum and knock me up, Baby."

"I think I can manage that," David grinned. "How do we start?"

"I go see my gynecologist to make sure I'm fertile and find out when my fertile periods will be during my cycle. Then, after I finish my next period, I stop taking birth control pills. At that point, you start keeping my pussy full of cum 24/7. I know that's going to be a tough job, but some guy has to do it, Baby. So Man-Up and make sure your wife stays well fucked."

"Well, it sounds like I'm going to be married to a tough taskmaster, but as you say, I'll just have to man-up."

"And one more thing, don't you dare let me catch you jacking off... all that cum belongs to me, Honey. Understand? Are we clear?"

"Crystal, Darling. Crystal."

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"What did he say?" Deric asked.

"He's elated. I knew he would be. I told him he would have to man up and make sure my pussy stayed full of semen 24/7. He even offered to adopt rather have me endure the pain and risk of childbirth. He said he didn't care who the biological father was. He just wanted to hear the patter of little feet."

"Actually, it would be more effective for him to abstain from sex until your fertile period so his seminal vesicles and balls would be filled with a huge amount of semen and sperm that he could shoot into you at just the right time."

"I know that, but we're better off if he's screws me constantly. He's certain to believe with all the times he fucked me, it's obvious that he's the one who got me pregnant. But speaking of saving up and abstaining... how about you?"

"From the time your next period starts until David leaves for the general meeting of the Regional Directors, I'm going to be the mirror image of a celibate monk."

"Think you can manage that?"

"I'll just have to man up, like you told David."

"But I don't think there's any reason for you to be celibate before I start my next period, Darling," I whispered in his ear.

"Mmmmmm... is your pussy wet and hot?"

"Always when you're around, Lover. Come on, put a load in my pussy. Show me how you're going to knock me up."

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Before I started my next period, Deric and I had revamped and improved our plan. The main addition was his purchase of a fertility monitor for me to use secretly. The monitor measured the levels of estrogen and luteinizing hormone or LH, for short. Maximum fertility is attained when LH reaches its maximum and the day before. By also measuring estrogen levels, the monitor was not only able to predict my two more fertile days but also and additional 5 days surrounding those two.

With my 28-day natural cycle period, measuring from the first day of the menstrual cycle, my gynecologist informed me that I would be pretty much infertile for the first 12 days. Since my menstruation typically lasts four days, that gave me eight days from the end of my period to have sex with minimal risk of pregnancy. Starting on the 13th day through the 21st day, I was in the fertile portion of my cycle with the most fertile days usually coming on the 16th and 17th days. That's where the fertility monitor is important. It would predict the two most fertile days and identify another five of reasonably high probability.

In addition to the monitor, we planned for me to have intensive sex with David starting at the end of my period on day four up to day ten. So David would be screwing me as often as he could get it up for six days. At that point, I would suddenly come down with a terrible cold that would lay me up for the next four days making me unavailable for sex.

Deric had the Directors' Conference set scheduled to begin on day 14 of my cycle making it necessary for David to depart the afternoon of the day 13. That night I would make a miraculous recovery and be wet and ready for my lover who hadn't ejaculated for two weeks.

On day 14 through day 20, Deric would keep me stuffed with his sperm-filled semen. and on the two days the monitor indicated I was at my most fertile time, we planned to stay in bed day and night. Except when Deric was fucking me and giving me another dose of his sperm, I would stay in bed on my back, my knees elevated, with the opening to my pussy blocked with a "contraception promoter", generally called a CP. The CP blocked my vagina and kept the sperm up against my womb. Deric liked to call the CP my "cunt plug".

Finally, Deric had also purchased two kits, one to test for pregnancy and a second to test for my fertile days as a back up to the monitor.

Starting from the first day of my period, my husband was like a bronco rider sitting on his mount waiting for the chute to open. He was determined to ride me hard and stay in the saddle until I was bred.

I had no doubts that my husband would have knocked me up good and proper if the cards hadn't been stacked against him. As soon as my period ended, he was on me, his rampant cock rammed deep inside my pussy. We had agreed to fuck only in the missionary position so his seed would pool in the bottom of my pussy. In addition, the position allowed me to lock my legs around his hips so that he was fucking almost straight down into my very wet, very receptive pussy. The position ensured that he would be firing his load right into the neck of my womb. Of course, since I was not fertile at the time, none of his little swimmers had any chance of finding an egg to fertilize.

As planned, I came down with a bad cold 10 days after the start of my period. The sneezing powder I would occasionally inhale worked its magic by causing sneezing fits. It also made my eyes water.

On day 11, David was very concerned. "Jesus, Honey. You look miserable. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"It's just a cold, David. I'll be fine. I don't feel worth a damn, but it will pass. By the time you get back from the Directors' meeting, I'll be well and ready to start working on making a baby again. Who knows. We might get lucky. In fact, as much as you've been fucking me, we may have already gotten lucky."

"You could buy one of those pregnancy tests and find out."

"I know, but I'd rather not. This way, you're going to be fucking my brains out for the next month or so. And I really like that. We can find out later if I'm pregnant. After all, it doesn't matter whether we know now or later. If you've knocked me up, then I'm pregnant whether we know it or not."

With my bad cold, I didn't drive David to the airport. He drove his own car and parked it in the covered lot at the airport. His plane left at 4 PM of the 13th day.

Deric called me at 4:30. "I just called the airport and got confirmation that David's plane departed a few minutes late. He's on his way and so am I."

"Hurry! I'm so hot ... so ready for you. Are you hard?"

"My cock feels like a iron bar I'm so hard for you. I'll be there in 10 minutes."

"Be safe but please hurry. I'm naked. I'm sitting on the couch with my legs wide open. I can't keep my fingers off my clit or out of my pussy."

When Deric let himself into our home, I was waiting in the den stark naked except for my heels, which he had insisted that I wear. As he entered, I moved my legs further apart and cupped my tits for him.

My entire began trembling when Deric entered.

He began shedding his clothes immediately. When his cock surged into the open, the sight of that huge phallus that was going to pump endless streams of sperm-loaded semen into my eager pussy made my clit throb. It took him less than a minute to strip. His eyes were devouring me as he approached, his cock rigid, hard, standing almost straight up.

Eagerly, I fell onto the couch and scooted forward until my hips were right at the edge. Steepling my knees, I spread my pussy open in invitation and hissed, "Hurry! Mount me. Fuck me!"

"Oh Fuck me, Lover. Fuck me!"

"Let's take this to the bedroom," he suggested.

"NO! NOW! HERE! I can't wait. Put it in me, damn you. Fuck me!"

After hoisting my legs up onto his shoulders to bring my vagina into fucking position, he swabbed the big helmet through my swampy wetness of my pussy and then drove it all the way to the bottom of my channel on the first thrust. I grunted when it banged into my womb with masculine authority.

"UUNNGGHH! BIG COCK... FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!"

"It's not all the way in yet. Still two more inches to go."

"Give them to me. All of it. In me. NOW!"

I groaned when the huge shaft was pulled out. I could feel my lips being stretched outward as they clung to the sides of his cock as it was removed from my eager hole. I arched my hips, and Deric drove them down into the cushion with another deep thrust.

"AAAHHHHH GOD! I LOVE YOUR COCK!"

Again, he pulled out and thrust into my body a third time. This time, I felt his balls slap against my upturned ass as all 10 inches of cock disappeared into my pussy. The fucking was intense... hard. I came explosively in less than a minute. The sensuous contractions of my vagina fired his libido to an even higher lever.

"Hot wet hole. I'm gonna keep you filled with cum the entire week," he hissed as his big shaft began slowly pumping into my pussy."

"Ooohhhh god yes... fuck me, Lover. Fuck me and fill me." Deric picked up the pace and began driving long, hard thrusts into the bottom of my vagina. Again and again, the thick shaft powered into me until I was screeching on every entry.

"Love being inside you... so hot.... so wet... so tight... so luscious. Hard to keep from exploding as soon as I put it in you."

"Fuck me harder, Lover. Bang my cunt... HARD!"

"Like this?" He hammered into me like a pile driver making me grunt, then gasp, and finally making me scream as my clitoris erupted from the friction of Deric's huge shaft.

"I'm cumming, Lover... I'M CUMMING!! Shoot it in. Cum inside my cunt. Breed me, Stud. BREED MEEEEEEEEEEE!"

"Oh hell YES! Shooting it innnnnnnnnn! Take it!"

"Oh god! You're cumming inside me. I can feel your big cock pumping cum into my cunt... GIVE IT TO ME!"

Deric continued to ejaculate inside me for a long time. Even after his body collapsed on top of me, I could still feel his tool jerking inside me. After several minutes he raised himself on his outstretched arms and grinned down at me.

"I wouldn't be surprised if I just got you pregnant, Honey. That was a huge load I just pumped into you."

"Maybe, but it was just the first day of my somewhat fertile time. But who knows. Just be sure though, I want you keep fucking me, Lover."

"I intend to," he grinned as he pulled his still semi-erect dick out of my vagina. Instantly, my pussy contracted and a thick stream of semen poured out.

A river of semen seeped from my pussy.

"Oh Lover! You really did unload in me. You'd better get the CP and put it in."

"Good idea. Cunt plug coming up."

"It's a CP... a conception promoter," I laughed.

"It may promote conception, but if it looks like a cunt plug, if it fits like cunt plug, it functions like a cunt plug... by god... It's a cunt plug," he said as he laughed along with me. When Deric pushed the large cylinder into my cum-filled vagina, I groaned.

"OOOhhhh uuuummmmmmmm!"

"Jesus! You are one hot woman. You just had three orgasms and got your pussy flooded with cum and as soon as I push in a CP, you groan and moan like you haven't been fucked in months."

"That's your fault... you handsome stud with the huge, magic cock."

"How about your handsome stud making us some lunch while you keep your legs up and back? Then, we'll take this to the bedroom and give you a second helping of semen."

"There's lunch meat, corned beef, and tuna fish in the fridge. Crackers and rye bread are in the pantry. I'll have tuna fish with crackers and sweet pickles."

"Pickles? You're not pregnant yet, Honey."

"I know. Can you imagine what I'm gonna want for lunch when I am?"

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I kept my legs elevated as I ate. When I needed more of something, Deric already had it for me before I even asked.

"Mmmmm... a girl could get used to this type of service, Lover."

"Lazy slut! You're gonna love the service I provide."

"Promises... promises. My tummy is full, Honey. Take me to the bedroom and fill my pussy."

Deric carried me into the bedroom and put me on my back sideways in the bed with my ass at the edge. "Want me to get you hard with my mouth, Honey?" I asked.

"No need. I'm already hard as a rock, but next time, I'll may need some of that type of assistance."

"Anytime, Stud. You can use my mouth or any other part of me anytime you want."

"Right now, I want this hot cunt!" He emphasized his desire by grasping my ankles and hoisting them up high in the air. I pulled the CP out of my pussy at the same time as he moved closer and aligned his big sex gun with my opening. Once again, I hissed with hot pleasure as his thick rod disappeared inside me.

In spite of the huge load he had given me 45 minutes earlier, Deric's cock felt like an iron rebar as it plunged into my depths. I never stopped moaning and shrieking as he fucked me.

"Ooohhhh yesss! I love the way you fuck me. Ram it deep, Lover. UUNNGGHH! OOHH GAWD DAMN! FUCK IT... FUCK IT... FUCK IT!!"

This time, Deric plowed me for at least 15 minutes before his strokes became more frantic and deeper. Finally, he was hitting into me with short, hard jabs. When his orgasm erupted, I thought I could actually feel the hard spurts against my cervix. I knew it was the head of his cock I was feeling, but it was so erotic to imagine that I could feel his big load splashing into me. This time, he had the CP ready when he withdrew so that, except the semen that clung to his shaft, not a drop escaped my pussy.

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Deric spent every night with me and most of every day. All we did was eat, fuck, and tease one another. There was hardly a moment when I didn't have several loads of semen soaking my womb.

When David called me in the evening or when I called him, Deric was always fucking me. It was like a magic signal... as soon as the phone would ring, his cock would surge to full erection, and he would put it in me before I answered the phone. He was very careful to be quiet and to screw me slowly so I wouldn't groan or even worse, climax, while taking to my husband. It was incredibly erotic and sexy to be talking to my husband about him getting me pregnant when he came home while my other main man was already getting the job done.

When we decided it was time for another cum injection, I would go down on him. Sucking a cock as big as Deric's was such a thrill that I was enjoying getting him hard almost as much as I was enjoying the hot fucking he was giving me.

Sucking a monster cock often made me climax.

When the fertility monitor and the tests indicated that I was in my most fertile two days, Deric outdid himself. Again and again, he screwed me, each time shooting in copious amounts of semen. Every time he put his cock inside me, he made certain that I was on my back with my legs up. After awhile, I just assumed the position automatically.

I would raise my legs, and Deric would put it in.

On the first of my two most-fertile days, Deric screwed me eight times, the most any one man had ever given it to me in my life. I didn't think he could possibly duplicate that that feat on the second day, but he did. My vagina was awash in his semen. Even on the two days following my two most fertile days, he screwed me five times.

On the day before David's return, I told Deric I was really tired of the missionary position. "How about doing me doggy, Lover?" I pleaded.

"Never let it be said that Deric Randall turned down such a desperate plea from a woman in dire need," he replied.

"You're all heart, Lover."

"It's not my heart you want in your hot pussy, Honey. Let's do it."

"Just a moment. David's coming home tomorrow so let's make this last sperm injection a huge one."

"And how do you intend to manage that? My balls can only produce so much you know."

"I know, but we can get right to the edge several dozen times during the day but not let you shoot off. By midnight, your seminal vesicles and balls should have generated a monster load for you shoot into me. How about it? Think can handle that?"

"I don't know. I've never even tried to do that. But I'm game if you are."

Deric proved to be up to the task. I sucked his cock to the edge again and again until he was groaning with the need to ejaculate, but he managed to hold back. He would put me on my side or in doggy position and fuck me like a wild bull but pull out just as he was reaching the point of no return.

I didn't see how Deric held off, but he did.

It was nearly midnight when he announced that his balls hurt so much, he had to shoot off. "Ok. Lets see how much you can pump into my pussy, Baby. I want it in doggy position. You can have the CP ready to plug me once your balls are empty."

I scrambled onto the bed and got in doggy position with my ass right at the edge. I grinned at my lover, slapped my ass, and hissed, "Fuck my cunt full of hot jizz, Stud!"

Deric's load was huge. It filled my pussy full and gushed out around his cock. Even when he pulled out, he was still shooting all over my pussy. Pushing back inside me, he pumped even more cum into me.

When David returned the next day, he was disappointed and worried to find that I had now come down with some food poisoning. Of course, I was perfectly healthy, but we wanted to make certain that if I was pregnant, it wouldn't be his. Three days later, when I was well into my infertile time, David began screwing me twice a day.

When my period was late, Deric and I decided that I should use a pregnancy test. I couldn't decide, and still to this day don't know which of the two of us was the most nervous as I peed on the test strip. The test was positive and when I told David that he had knocked me up with all that fucking before he left for the meeting, he was overjoyed.

Nine months later, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl whom David and I named Corrine Ann Blanchard. Two years later, Deric and I used a similar strategy, and this time, it was a boy for the three of us. I suggested we name him Derrick Martin Blanchard, which David thought was a wonderful name.

After Derrick's birth, I had my tubes tied so I wouldn't have to worry about unwanted pregnancies in the future.

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Ten Years Later:

Until Corrine was almost six years old and Derrick four, things worked just as Deric had said they would. When David was in town, Deric would visit me during working hours and fuck me while the children were taking their naps. If they were playing in our spacious back yard, I would watch them while leaning over bracing myself on the window sill with Deric's big cock socking in and out of my eager pussy.

During David's out of town trips, Deric would come over after the children were asleep for the night, and we would spend all night trying our best to screw each other's brains out. In the morning, he would give his morning wood and then wait in the bedroom while I fed the children and got them settled down in front of the TV watching cartoons. He usually banged me at least twice more before leaving for work.

When the children got older and started school, it became easier for Deric and me. They were gone over seven hours a day and when David was out of town, we spent most of that seven hours fucking. When he was in town working in his office, Deric would come over twice a week for bedroom fun, or I would meet him at his place.

Surprisingly, the children's presence reduced sex with David more than it did with Deric. That was because my husband thought it would be harmful to the children if they saw us making love. No matter how hard I tried to convince him that it would be a good thing for the kids to occasionally see or hear us having sex, I was never successful.

Baby sitters provided the mechanism for me to continue to seduce clients for Deric. If anything, that actually increased. First, my tubes were tied so I had no worries about getting pregnant. Second, I found that the more men I fucked, the more I wanted. All those hard cocks so eager to get into me just seemed to light my sexual fires. By the time the Corrine was 9 years old, I was eagerly doing gangbangs with the clients.

Doing three men were a huge turn-on for me, and when I would work on four clients at the same time, it was even better. I always lost count of my orgasms. It just seemed like those hot studs were making me climax almost continuously. Naturally, they all signed contracts and business was booming.

Doing three men was incredibly hot for me.

Four men at the same time was even hotter.

Once I had serviced both Marcus Tolman and Jim Packard, the floodgates gradually opened wider and wider until a substantial fraction of the company's clients were from black-owned firms. Naturally, they all wanted my very personal attention and I was more than happy to help the father of my children bring in even more business.

Seducing black men led me to two discoveries. First, it's a myth that the average endowment of black men is greater than that of white men. Some of the men who fucked me were small, some were large, most were about six inches, the same average as that of white males. Second, although the average size is the same, the distribution of cock sizes is different. A few black studs are really big, as I found out. Leon's Jarman's thick 11-inch cock was an example.

Leon Jarman's cock had me howling and climaxing as soon as he put it in.

Brian Norman's thick cock was almost beyond belief. It a little less than nine inches in length but it was the thickest cock I had ever had.

It always took Brian 10 minutes or so to work his cock into my pussy.

When Corrine was eight, Morrison retired, and true to his word, Deric appointed David as the new Executive Vice President and Assistant to the CEO. My husband was now within one step of the top spot in the corporation. I was always very proud of the fact that I had two men in my life, and they now occupied the two most important executive positions in a large and growing company.

Everyone knows the old saying, "Behind every good man, there is a good woman." I felt like that saying should be modified to "Behind every good man or two, there is a good woman."

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Twenty Years later:

Both Corrine and Derrick proved to be exceptionally talented and smart children. They both finished high school at the age of 17 and both had university degrees at the age of 21. Corrine had majored in business while Derrick chose microbiology while completing his premedical requirements.

When Corrine was in high school, she was going through boys like thrasher goes through a wheat field. Our phone was constantly ringing with boys hoping to get a date with our gorgeous and very, very sexy daughter. I finally had to get her own phone with an unlisted number, which she could give out at her discretion.

Corrine was 16 when we had the expected mother-daughter "talk". When I asked her if she was a virgin, she turned red and shook her head.

"You don't have to feel guilty, Corrine. I lost my cherry at 16. It's natural... and it's fun," I said with grin.

"I loved it," she suddenly blurted. "Is that awful, Mom?"

"I hope not because once I lost mine, I couldn't seem to get it often enough."

Corrine had perked up at that admission. She grinned at me and said, "Me too."

When I asked her what she was doing about birth control, she told me the guys use condoms. "That's good. Make them use condoms, but we need to get you on the pill. Ok?"

"I've been trying to get up the nerve to ask you if I could start taking the pill for weeks, but I just couldn't do it," Corrine had replied.

We talked for another half hour during which she told me that so far she had had sex with four different boys. When she asked me if that made her a slut, I had responded that I hoped not since by the time I was 17, I had had eight. The following week, I took Corrine to my gynecologist who put her on birth control pills after explaining how they work, when to take them, and to be certain not to forget.

Our daughter had just turned 17 when the starting quarterback on the high school football team asked her for a date. When she came out of her bedroom dressed in a short skirt, stockings, heels, and blouse that showed off her 34C cleavage, I thought David would choke on the beer he was enjoying. To his credit, he simply told Corrine how beautiful and sexy she looked and then said no more. She literally beamed at the compliment. If he had tried for a year to say something better, he couldn't have managed it.

By 11 PM that evening, I noticed that David was checking the clock above the fireplace every five or ten minutes. By midnight, he was pacing the floor. I had to struggle to keep from giggling. At 12:20 AM, he finally cracked, "Why is she so damn late? Where do you think she is at this hour?"

"She's out on a date with a really handsome, very well built young man who's also the varsity starting quarterback."

"But everything is closed at this hour," he protested.

"They're making out, Honey. Relax. She's not going to be hurt."

"Making out?" my husband said with a blank expression.

"Yeah... making out. You know... sex... fucking... that stuff."

"Jesus! She's only 17."

I couldn't keep from laughing at that comment. "Honey, Corrine's been having sex for over a year now. And she's certainly not going to pass up the opportunity to try out that handsome stud she's with tonight."

My husband was silent for a bit and then asked, "When do you think she'll be home?"

"Well, I would say around 1 AM. By that time, I think your sexy daughter will have completely drained his balls, and he'll be done for the night. And speaking of draining a guy's balls, how would you like for me to show you how good a job I do on yours?"

Two years later, when Derrick was 17, he was the handsome and sexy quarterback. In addition, he had the highest academic achievement record of the student body. The year before when he was 16, one of the girls on the cheerleading squad had enticing him into asking her for a date. That was the night that our son lost his virginity... seven times. The dazed girl could hardly walk the next day.

Of course, the cheerleader spread the word among her friends that Derrick was not only handsome, sexy, considerate, polite, and highly intelligent, but he also had a huge cock that was almost eight inches and very thick. Now, at 17 and about to graduate, its closer to nine inches and even thicker.

Deric had certainly been right about our male children singing my praises. By the end of his senior year, he had sampled a third of the girls in his class and some of the junior girls as well.

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Twenty-Five Years Later:

Corrine completed her degree in business with a major in sales and marketing at age 21. After doing a year of graduate study, she applied for a position with Deric's company. David, of course, took no part in the decision since he was Corrine's father, or so he thought. Naturally, Deric hired her and after six months, he set her up with a list of clients and potential clients and told her to make some money for the company. Corrine didn't disappoint.

Derrick also graduated with a B.S. in microbiology at age 21. That fall he entered medical school where he is now beginning his third year, the clinical rotations. He is still trying to make up his mind between surgery, neurology, and internal medicine. He is also still single, and judging from what I hear through the grapevine, all the female medical students and most of the nurses know about his legendary cock and his awesome stamina and recovery powers. I've often wondered if the female attending physicians sometimes abuse our son. If they do, I'm sure he doesn't consider it abuse.

Deric and I are still hot for each other. A week never passes that we don't find some way to ravish each other at least twice. When my husband is out of town, Deric still fucks me constantly. David is still after me three times a week, but that's down somewhat from the 5 or 6 times a week during our early years together.

Of course, at age 50, I can no longer get men hard as iron just by flashing them a little, and they're no longer willing to sell their soul for the chance to get between my legs, so I don't entertain and seduce nearly as many clients as previously. That job now falls to the some of the younger women in the firm. Nevertheless, some men are really turned on by older, sexy women who love to flash and fuck. As a result, I can still help the firm two or three times a month by coming onto the right men and then letting them seduce me. Deric still loves to watch and still bangs me like a wild man after I've been with a client or potential client of the firm.

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Corrine had been working as a sales rep and assistant marketing manager for two and half years during which time she had compiled the best sales record of all the sales reps employed by Deric's firm. When she went after a potential client, the general consensus was that he was a good as signed. As a result, she was given more responsibility and larger sales territory... and of course, a lot larger salary.

During one of David's trip, Corrine called me and suggested we have dinner together. As I didn't get to see a lot of my daughter with her busy schedule, I eagerly accepted. That evening, as we sat in a secluded alcove of the The Carriage House sipping a great wine and waiting for our entrees to arrive, I complimented Corrine on her outstanding sales record and contributions to the firm.

"To be the Number 1 sales rep in the firm at age 25 is really amazing," I told her.

"It's not all that hard, Mom. Almost all the other sales reps are men."

"So?"

"So, none of them are gorgeous and sexy, none have big tits, and not one of them has a pussy."

"That is a huge advantage, isn't it," I said with a broad understanding smile.

"It's like shooting fish in a barrel... no challange at all. They're all so wildly anxious to fuck me all I have to do is give them a little, and they sign on the dotted line like clockwork."

"What about your boyfriend, William? Does he know?"

"Nope. Seems like he would figure it out, but men are really dense when it comes to their girlfriends and wives." At this point, Corrine fell silent for a few moments and then asked, "Are you still fucking Mr. Randall, Mom?"

Now it was my turn to lapse into silence. Obviously, this was the point of Corrine's dinner invitation. Quickly, I considered possible responses, but none seemed adequate. Finally, I decided to just tell the truth.

"Yes, usually twice a week when your father's in town. A lot more than that when he isn't. How long have you known?"

"Quite a while. Let's see, I think I was 17 so I've known for eight years."

"How did you find out? Deric and I are very, very careful."

"Dad was out of town on one of his trips to visit one of the firm's plants that was having production problems. I had stayed after school to rehearse for the junior drama presentation and had told you that I had a date that night and wouldn't be home until around midnight or maybe later."

"But you didn't actually have a date?"

"No. I did have a date with Jerry, but his mom called me at rehearsal to let me know that Jerry had come down with the flu and was too sick to even call. So, I came home right after rehearsal around 7:30 PM."

"And when you came into the house, you heard me moaning as Deric fucked me right?"

"Yeah, but I had never heard a woman moan and shriek so loudly before. I wasn't nearly that vocal with Jerry or with any of the other guys who had fucked me. I wanted to see why you were having such intense orgasms, and I also wanted to know who was making you climax that hard. You must think I'm awful."

"That's what I'm supposed to say to you. Go on."

"Well, I took off my shoes and as quietly as possible moved to the door of the master bedroom. Neither of you had bothered to shut the door, something for which I've always been thankful. I was surprised when I saw it was Mr. Randall riding you. You had your legs locked around him and every time he thrust into your pussy, your entire body just shuddered and quivered. Then, Mr. Randall pulled his cock all the way out of you, and I saw the size of his cock. Oh my god! I had never seen a cock that big, that, thick, that hard before or since. You were screaming for him to put it back in, and when he did, you just exploded around his shaft. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen in my life. I still think about it, and it's still the hottest thing I've ever seen."

"You've never said a word in eight years! Amazing! Did you leave in disgust or what?"

"Leave? God no. I did pull up my skirt and remove my panties. There was no way I could possibly resist masturbating as I watched the two of you fucking... it was hot and incredibly sensuouis and erotic. But it was also beautiful the way the two of you moved. It was like watching a sexual ballet. I think I had six orgasms while I watched."

"Well, now you know your mother is a slut, Honey. I'm sorry you found out, but I can't say I'm sorry for being a slut. I love fucking Deric just as much as I love fucking your Dad."

"I know, and I don't blame you a bit. But I have a question to ask you. I hope you don't mind."

"Go ahead."

"I've told you that I fuck most of my clients to get orders and business for the firm. I also love doing that... I guess it's a case of like mother - like daughter. I'm pretty sure Mr. Randall suspects that I'm screwing all the clients regularly, but for some reason he's never hit on me... not once... ever. And he's still single, but still he totally ignores me as far as sex is concerned. Since I know how good he is in bed and the size of his awesome cock, he could have me in a flash if he hit on me, but he doesn't. You know what he likes, Mom. Am I doing something wrong that he isn't interested in having sex with me?"

"Not a thing, Honey. Not a thing. The truth is that I keep the poor man's balls so totally drained, he just doesn't have the energy at age 54. Sorry about that, but I'm not giving him up so you can have him. You'll just have to find your own big cocked stud."

"What a stingy mom! Wow!" Corrine said with a laugh. "At least promise me you'll let me know if you ever get tired of fucking him."

"I will, but don't hold your breath, Honey."

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For our 30th anniversary, David had taken off three weeks for an exotic vacation for the two of us to France, Germany, and the Netherlands. Our first stop was the French Riviera where we spent four days basking on the beaches and hitting the night spots. On our second day, I wore a string bikini that covered practically nothing. After taking a brief dip in the ocean, David was lying on the sand while I sat on a rocky embankment.

"The sand's softer than those rocks, Honey."

"I know, but getting sand in my pussy isn't going to be very enjoyable for either of us. And with this string bikini on, that's exactly what's going to happen."

When I leaned back, a lot of the men were taking the opportunity to check out my 34DDs, which now sagged a little, but were still erotic enough to produce some erections. I had just noticed that one man was staring lustfully at my tits and legs when my husband said, "Do you have any idea how many men are checking you out?

"I'm afraid that it's not all that many, Honey. Fifty-one year old women usually don't turn men on all that much."

"Maybe not, but my 51-year old wife is certainly an exception. I've been counting and so far, I've seen 11 men staring at your tits and legs."

"Really? Are you just teasing me?"

"Hell no... Now it's 12 guys. One guy's wife just went in for a swim. As soon as she was gone, his eyes locked onto you. Why don't you give those horny guys a hot show?"

"MMMmmm... you know how much getting men excited turns me on. Can you tell if they're hard?"

"I can't be certain, of course, but several of them are squeezing their cocks."

"Ooooohhhh god. That's so hot. Darling?"

"Yes?"

"Would you mind if I open my legs so I can get them even harder."

"I'm surprised you haven't already done it."

"I would have but I'm wearing this skimpy string bikini. If I open my legs, the lips of my pussy will be on display. They'll probably even be able to see my slit."

The man sitting directly across from me, was now licking his lips and openly stroking his cock through his bathing suit. I uncrossed my legs. His hand moved more rapidly as my tongue tip caressed my top lip. He motioned for me to spread wider. I just couldn't resist. A momemt later my legs were wide open allowing the man to see my almost naked cunt.

I knew the man's cock was rock hard ... so was my clit.

"I think that guy wants to fuck you, Honey."

"MMMmmmm... that thought's making my clit throb, David."

"Are you going to let him fuck you?"

"Of course not. He's just lighting my fires for you, Lover."

For five minutes, I sat with my legs open letting the unknown man enjoy the sight of my swollen pussy lips. I wondered if he could tell that my clit was erect and hard beneath the tiny string. When the man got up and walked toward the hotel, he kept his eyes locked onto my eyes. David ignored him and enjoyed the waves slapping against the beach. The man never broke stride as he walked past me at a brisk pace. Just as he passed, he opened his hand and let something fall into the sand. He still didn't pause but continued on up the path leading to the hotel. When I looked down, I saw a room key lying in the sand with a number on it.

For another five minutes, David continued to watch the waves. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" he finally said.

"Oh yes. It's very beautiful, and I can't think of anything more appropriate for our 30th anniversary, Darling."

There followed another few minutes of silence before my husband asked, "Have you ever cheated on me, Denise?"

After 30 years of marriage to my wonderful husband, I gave him the answer that he was entitled to have.

"No, Honey. I never have."

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