                         Jim and Sharon
                           Chapter 02
                                
                                
Jim and I had been married young.  I was a virgin when we crossed the threshold on our wedding
night.  I had been raised to be a ‘good' girl...what ever that meant.  My mother, whom I am still
very close to had always drilled into my mind just what a good girl would or wouldn't do in all
matters.

Our first mother daughter talk had been her pretty much telling me that I would wait for marriage
to have sex of any kind.  That there were forms of sex that were good between a husband and
wife and other types and ways that would surely lead to the demise of the marriage.

Good girls and wives didn't enjoy sex too much.  If you did your husband would lose respect for
you, thinking that you were a slut or whore.  Good girls didn't touch a man's penis unless it was
absolutely necessary.  "Sex is best enjoyed in what they call the missionary position" Momma
would say.  "Never stray from that and you will do fine all your married life."

So you see, I was pretty much brainwashed into a very straightlaced and of course boring sexual
partner for my husband.  In spite of that, we had fallen in love and had two great kids who were
now out on their own in college.

Over the years I had discovered that I had urges to do things sexually but with the repression my
mother had drilled into me, I never could go very far.  There had been times that I wanted nothing
more than to take Jim's penis between my lips and swallow his whole shaft as far as I could.  To
taste his juice as it shot out of the end and even have him shoot it all over my body.

I could tell that it was hot when it came out, and from time to time when I would lick him down
there, I could get a little taste of his sperm.  I had found that I really liked that taste.  But, with the
‘training' my mother had put me through, I could never bring myself to go very far at all orally or
for that matter, any other way.

Once, Jim had almost shot off in my mouth when I had been licking him.  I had actually put the
head of his penis just inside my lips when it happened.  I feigned anger and got out of bed to go to
the bathroom and gargle and brush my teeth.  In reality, I stood in the bathroom with the door
closed and savored his taste.

I was so fearful that Jim would lose respect for me and leave me that I pretty much became the
stereotypical next to frigid wife.  I would have sex with him on his demand...only because my
mother had told me that was what was expected of a wife.

Deep down, I would have initiated sex quite a bit more than Jim had I had the nerve and strength
to push for it.  On a few nights when I would be really hot and into the moment I had let Jim do
me doggie style.  It was a rush for me and afterwards I noticed that my husband hadn't seemed to
have lost any respect for me at all. 

Anyway, to shorten this story up a bit.  The kids were gone and Jim had gotten this middle-aged
crazy thing going on.  He had started to work out at the gym and after a few months I began to
see such a change in his body and attitude I was a bit astonished.  

He was looking good.  His stomach had gotten flat again and even toned enough to start to show
his ‘six-pac'.  His energy had gone up too.  Then, one night I began to notice things.  His
discussion would center on his workout partner, whom I assumed was a man.

I found out a few months later that his workout partner was a young woman almost our daughters
age.  June and Bob, some friends of ours saw Jim, my husband, leaving a young girls apartment
one night.  She kissed him at the door as he left the building.  They said she wasn't wearing much
if anything.

Jim hadn't seemed to have changed a bit towards me, but when June told me, even though I
refused to believe her, I began to get suspicious.  I thought that it was a case of mistaken identity. 
That a simple explanation would surface for it if it had been Jim there that night.

Then, one night I followed him to the gym.  He went in and a few minutes later, left with her on
his arm.  They got in her car and drove to that apartment that Bob and June had told me they saw
Jim leaving. 

After two hours, Jim and that little home wrecker drove back to the gym where they both went in
and worked out for a half an hour more.  I drove home devastated and shocked.  My husband was
cheating on me with a young girl...a little tramp that was our daughters age.

I kept my composure until late that night after Jim came home.  While he slept, I sat in the kitchen
and cried for a long time.  I was afraid that I was going to lose my husband.  That he didn't want
me or love me any more.  I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that if I were Jim I
wouldn't want me either.

My breasts were sagging, I had gained too much weight, my stomach stuck way out over my
waist.  I looked like a large overripe pear.  Ugly and fat is what I was.  The only good thing was
that I had no stretch marks to speak of.  Jim had faithfully massaged oils and creams on my
tummy every night for most of my two pregnancy's and that had helped to keep them to a
minimal condition.

For a few weeks after my discovery I just moped around, waiting for Jim to drop the bombshell
and tell me he was leaving me for that...that...bitch.  Depressed, I started to stay home more and
more, never going out.  Jim noticed that I wasn't feeling well and commented several times but I
brushed him off.

I worked to hide the fact that I knew he was cheating on me, even having sex on demand when he
wanted it.  Then came the night of our fight. I had a long and tiring day at home cleaning and
doing laundry.  Several big jobs had needed done and tackling them, I over did it quite a bit.

Jim came home all worked up and hot to trot.  He pressed for sex and I got mad, knowing that he
had already had sex probably and now wanted more.  I thought that he was trying to hide the fact
that he had been fucking already that day to throw me off.

We fought and he slept on the couch.  I will say that he looked and probably felt guilty that night
for sure.  I could see it on his face for the first time as I handed him the pillow and blankets.  He
almost said something then, but I shoved him out the door of our bedroom and slammed it tight,
locking it.

The next day I got angry at him.  Angry as I ever had been.  Then I knew what I had to do.  If he
was going to divorce me, then by God I was going to make it the hardest thing for him to do.  I
was going to change my body just like he had done his and then I was going to get a lover and in
front of Jim fuck that lover's eyeballs out.

Then, I was going to do things with that lover that we had never done as a man and wife.  Why, I
might even try anal sex just to show Jim what he was going to lose.  Deep down I still loved Jim
as much as I ever had.  He had pushed me too far now though.  I was going to have my revenge,
and if he left me afterwards...then so be it.  Bastard!

I had a time convincing Jim that I had to work out alone.  At first he wanted me to go to his gym
to workout.  Like I would have wanted to be around his slut while showing my ugly body so she
could compare mine with her young and tight one.

I started to work out at a different gym, one closer to home.  I got a trainer, a large strong and
very well built young man who was also nice.  Even though I felt ugly and fat, he was able to talk
to me directly about my body and show me what I could do to change myself for the better. 
Without making me feel ugly or fat. 

He worked with me for several months every day.  I worked out seven days a week for the first
three months and then backed off to about every other day.  It paid off in my dropping more
weight than even my trainer thought I would.  I still saw a saggy chested old fat woman in the
mirror though. 

My trainer tried his best to convince me that I was looking real good but I just couldn't see it.  I
felt inside like a fat ugly old woman.  After all, my husband had been cheating on me probably
because of the way I looked hadn't he?

I continued to work out with a vengeance, even though less than at first.  I was working out at
home on my off days and taking a run in the afternoons before Jim would get home.  I couldn't
see what everyone else was seeing at all.

One day I found myself surrounded by men at the gym during my workout.  They were all hitting
on me, and serious about it too.  I was stunned, then a quite a bit pleased.  I looked in the mirror
after they had given up on me and went off onto their own workouts.  What I saw was still the
same woman, maybe a tad bit thinner and a little bit more tone than a few months ago.

The truth was I was in the best shape I had ever been in.  I was looking even better than I had in
high school, if that was possible.  Pretty soon I noticed men checking me out constantly.  At the
gym, in the grocery store, on my runs, going here and there.  Always men looking, commenting,
even whistling time to time.

Even though I didn't feel beautiful the looks and comments and being hit on began to have an
effect.  Even Jim had begun to comment on how beautiful I was looking.  I knew that we hadn't
had sex for a long time, since that night of our fight as a matter of fact.  But I also knew that he
hadn't missed any sex either.

One day at the grocery store a guy hit on me.  I decided to play along and see where it lead.
Before I knew it, I had given him my phone number and name.  He knew I was a married lady, yet
he still tried to get me to go with him for lunch and a drink.  When we parted in front of the store,
he kissed my hand French style and gave me a look that sent a chill of sexual wantonness coursing
through my body.

I got home and had to change my panties because I had literally soaked them through and
through.  I had his number and the next day, after quite a bit of hesitation, I finally called him and
made a date to have coffee.

That coffee date we talked about everything under the sun.  Later, after our second hour together,
we were even talking about Jim and how he was cheating on me.  He couldn't believe that Jim
would cheat on me since I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen before.

 His words and compliments caused me to tremble as I found a desire grow inside. I wanted this
man badly.  I wanted him to take me and fuck me like I had never been fucked before.  I was at
that point ready to do anything he wanted.  I would have, had he tried.  I would have let him fuck
me anywhere and everywhere he wanted.

Our ‘date' ended with him dropping me at home.  I felt like a school girl just after a first date that
had gone exceptionally well.  I went in the house singing and had to change panties due to the fact
that I had  soaked the ones I had on.

Over the course of the next five days I found my prospective lover to be charming, intelligent and
quite knowing in the ways of women.  He listened to me, not pretending, but actually listening. 
He made me feel special inside and also quite hot too. Mark knew just what to say to a woman to
get her attention and attentions pointed in the direction he wanted.

I told him about my wanting to get even with Jim, but also how I still loved my husband too. 
How I wanted to get even one time, then never cheat on him again, and hopefully he would never
cheat on me again either.

He helped me to come up with a plan.  One that had I thought about it a bit more than I did, I
would have known it was a bit too much for Jim to handle.  I was still angry and hurt though and
Mark's plan seemed to be just what the doctor ordered.

By the time my plan was in motion, Jim had broken off with his little tramp.  She had gone on to
another married man within a week too.  I made Jim suffer with no sex for a bit longer until the
night I was ready to put my final part of the plan in action. He was almost begging for it by the
night Mark was due to come over.

That night when Jim walked into the house he was in for the longest night of his life.  I had the
weekend planned to the minute and was fully prepared to get even.  I shocked Jim at the door and
he never had a chance after that.

He hadn't seen my flat tummy at all since I had lost the weight and gained the toned body.  I had
been always turned away, dressed in long flannel granny nightgowns or baggy clothes when he
was around.  Not much touching going on either.  I had everything ready to go just before Jim got
home.  I called Mark and told him I was ready and he said he'd be right over.

Up to this point all Mark and I had ever done is talked and once or twice, kissed.  He had coped a
few feels of my breasts and once in a while my ass, but we had not gone past that point.  His
patience was about to pay off huge.  Just as Jim was about to pay the piper huge too.

Mark had talked me into shaving my pussy and also into getting some ‘toys' too.  He even took
me down to the adult bookstore to get them.  I had never been to one of ‘those' places and was
embarrassed to death.  I still went in and bravely purchased the items Mark picked out for me.  
          
The guy behind the counter leered at me as I paid for my items.  I was wearing a tube top and
miniskirt, mostly because Mark had dared me to.  I found that showing off my body like this was
a very liberating experience.  Even though the guy behind the counter was a bit...well...fat and not
all that clean looking, I felt my nipples harden and pussy begin to drip at his bold stare.

I found that the toys, while not as good as the real thing, did get me off quite well.  Mark had
talked me into getting a couple of different sized vibrators and dildos, an anal probe, and some
videos.  I got carried away while in the store and even got a few magazines.

By the time the big night had arrived, I was fast becoming addicted to the porno's and magazines
I had bought.  I had used all of my new toys and even had pushed one of the smaller dildos up my
rear while masturbating with a larger one in my pussy. 

Mark had told me to practice sucking on the biggest dildo's and figure out how to take all of them
fully into my mouth and down my throat.  He had told me that act alone would drive Jim nuts,
especially when he wasn't the first man to get to have my new skills tried out.  

Mark was so persuasive that he had gotten around to talking to me about every aspect of what to
expect and what I would be doing when he came over and we had sex.  I had been masturbating
and imagining Mark and I together for three weeks by the time the big night arrived.  I was so
ready to fuck Mark it wasn't funny.

A few days before the event, I shaved, oh so carefully, my rather large bush.  I finished up having
a nice short trimmed strip running from the top of my pussy lips up about three inches.  I had
trimmed it down to a nice inch and a half width.  I could see my pussy lips clearly for the first time
in my life and after shaving I spent about an hour with a mirror just looking at the shape of a place
I had not ever paid much attention to before.

I found that I liked the look of how my pussy was and if I could have, I think I would have tried
to kiss those tender lips.  I felt a change developing inside me that scared yet excited me at the
same time.  I was beginning to see my body as others did, though not fully what it was yet.

When Jim walked through the door the night of his punishment he was not ready for the sight of
me.  I had the lights down low, soft music playing, candles lit all over the living room and hallway. 
Our bed, made with fresh sheets, no blankets, some pillows not for sleeping but for fucking, and a
chair at the foot of our bed.  His fancy office desk chair that he had paid a bundle for.  

I had made up some velcro strips of cloth to bind Jim up with.  I was confident that he wouldn't
be able to free himself once I had him tied up in his fancy chair.  That chair that had moveable
arms, backrest, legs, and everything else under the sun.  It leant itself to the nights festivities.

Jim opened the door to see the candles and then his eyes caught sight of me.  I had gotten a real
sexy camisole/panty set.  It was almost see-through, and it fit me very well.  Mark had almost
swallowed his tongue when I had picked it out in the store. I held it up to my body and spread it
out and several men in the vicinity had stopped to gawk at me.

I had also gotten my hair done at the salon that morning.   I had it up in a nice curled style with
ringlets cascading around my face.  It made me look years younger, even in broad daylight.  My
hairdresser had really done a great job on me.

Jim was shocked, then flat at a loss for words when he stepped inside.  I smiled at him, as if there
wasn't a problem in the world between us.  I opened my arms to him and took him in a large tight
hug.  I rubbed my body against his, feeling his shaft swelling and getting hard.

"Sharon...wow!  You look...beautiful.  I have never seen you...wow!  You look fabulous.  God,
you are so beautiful.  What's going on?  Um...not that I'm complaining or anything..."

"I've felt bad Jim. We haven't had sex in so long...and you've been working so hard.  We need a
break.  I am really, really horny...did I say that out loud?  I did didn't I?"

"You?  You're horny Sharon?  I've never heard you say that before."

"Yeah?  Well I've never been this horny before either.  I want to try something tonight.  I want to
get...um...kinky.  Real kinky.  You won't think I'm a slut or anything will you Jim?"

"Uh...no!  What did you have in mind?"

Jim was about ready to cum in his pants as I rubbed against his body.  I could tell I had him way
off guard and upset too.  He didn't know if he was coming or going.  He even looked around like
he had come home to the wrong house or something.

Then, I saw a guilty look cross his face.  I could tell he was about to tell me about that little bitch
and I couldn't let him ruin my plans.  I pressed my lips to his and then began to tongue his mouth
intensely, not giving him a chance to talk.  As I kissed him, I undid the buttons on his shirt and
then his pants, tugging his clothes off as I crawled all over him.  Pretty soon he was in just his
socks and shorts.  I grabbed his hand and leading him down the hall I began to tell him of the
kinky thing I wanted to do.

"Jim, don't think I'm losing it or anything, but I want to try something I read about the other day. 
It really got me going when I read it.  Promise you won't laugh at me?'

"Uh...yeah, but first there's something I need to tell you Sharon...I've..."

"It can wait Jim.  First, sit down in your chair right there.  I want to...well...I want to tie you up
kind of like you're my prisoner.  Then I want to tease you to get your secrets out of you.  I am
going to use every trick in the book to get you to tell the secrets of the country you work as a spy
for."

"What?  You want to play act?"

"Yeah.  It's supposed to be great fun, for both parties Jim.  Come on...try it...you'll like it."

"Oh man...Sharon...there's just something I got to tell you first.  I..."

"Here.  Let me put these on your legs first.  There...not too tight are they?"

"Uh...no...but..."

"Allrighty then... now put your arms here like so...there...now I'm putting these around your arms
to tie you like so...how's that?  Not too tight are they?"

"No...look Sharon...there's something that's been on my mind and I need to tell
you...mmmph...whuuu..."

"I'm putting this in your mouth like a gag.  It's part of the game Jim.  There...now...the fun
begins."

Jim couldn't say or do anything now.  I had tied him up and then gagged him.  I kept up the
pretense of the ‘game' while I was waiting for Mark to show up.  I began to lick and kiss Jim's
chest, moving down slowly towards his now throbbing cock. 

He struggled a bit, then getting into my ‘game' he relaxed and went with the flow.  Just what I
wanted him to do.  I kept kissing and licking and pretty soon I was just above his crotch.  He was
still wearing his shorts, so I got the shears off the dresser and cut his shorts along each side,
allowing me to remove the fronts of them with out undoing his ties.  He shivered as the cold steel
of the shears moved near his most precious of bodily parts.  For an instant I wanted to miss a bit
and snip his penis right off...but I held my temptation at bay and kept up the game.

After I had him free, I began to kiss my way back down to his now very throbbing cock.  I took it
in one hand and began to lick him all over.  Then, before he could get into my licking, I opened
my mouth and let his shaft begin to slip inside.  He gasped through the gag as my lips tightened
around him.  I had half his penis in my mouth, way farther than I had ever gone before. 

Jim just about came at that point alone.  I held back and he calmed down, his eyes showing a
mixture of passion and wonder at the ‘new' me.  The old me would have never dressed like this,
thought of a game, or even taken half his penis into her mouth.

I then broke free, hearing Mark's car pull into the driveway.  I stood and pulled out more ties I
had made up and put them on Jim's arms and legs.  Now there was no way in hell he would be
able to get free.  I then pushed the back of his chair up high as I could get it and tied his head so
he couldn't turn it at all.  He would have to watch as my lover took his wife every way in front of
him.

Jim started to struggle as Mark walked into the room. I smiled an evil smile at Jim as his look
became one of fear and realization of what may be happening.  I turned and opening my arms
wide, hugged Mark in close to me, planting a long, wet kiss, complete with lots of tongue, on
him.  Jim was trying to break free and Mark nervously looked towards him for an instant.

"He can't get loose Mark honey.  Get undressed and show my cheating husband a real man's
cock."

Jim froze at my words.  I could see tears in his eyes as I turned to watch Mark strip.  I didn't look
at him again for fear that I would break down and back out of my planned revenge.  I had to get
even so bad, I was willing to go to any lengths to accomplish my ends.

Mark stripped and when he was completely naked, he turned showing me and Jim for that matter
the cock that was going to be rutting in me in just a little bit.  I licked my lips subconsciously as I
looked at his large swelling cock.

Soft, Mark was longer and bigger around than Jim.  I hoped that I would be able to take all of the
monster shaft inside my tight little pussy.  Jim was struggling hard again and yelling into the gag. 
I kept my attention on Mark and began to caress his body as he stood two feet in front of Jim,
naked and getting an erection. 

I ran my hands all over his hard sculpted body and soon my hands were both down around his
cock, stroking and holding it.  I knelt in front of him, my side to Jim.  He would now see his wife
suck a large hard cock all the way into her throat.  Like I had never done for him in our years
together.

Mark's hands were in my hair, caressing as my lips touched the end of his long hot shaft.  I stuck
my tongue out and began to lick him all over.  From tip to base and back up again.  Jim got quiet
as I kept up my ‘work' on Mark.

Mark began to talk, telling Jim what an idiot he was for cheating on me and driving me into his
arms like this.

"Man, I have to thank you Uh...Jim is it?  Yeah...Jim.  Well, if you hadn't cheated on your wife
with the little gym tramp, she would have been doing this for you right now.  Yep.  Look at
Sharon's tongue on my hard shaft Jim.  Doesn't that look beautiful?"

I was paying attention to Mark's cock and not looking at Jim at all.  I was still afraid that I would
back out of the whole deal if I did.  I knew that Jim had to suffer for his cheating on me.  I
couldn't have done it if I had seen any kind of look in his eyes at that moment.

"Yeah Jim old boy.  Sharon and I haven't done anything together yet, except for going to the
bookstore for some..toys.  Tonight, she is going to give herself to me.  I'll get to fuck that sweet
tight little pussy, kiss and suck those delectable tits, and have her suck my cock until I shoot a
huge load right down her throat.  Hey, did she tell you that she has been practicing on sucking
cocks?  Yeah, those dildos come in right handy for training purposes."

My cheeks were burning as I heard Mark tell My husband what I was going to be doing for him. 
Jim just sat still as near as I could tell, I didn't look yet.  I just kept up licking and sucking on that
magnificent cock at my disposal.

Suddenly, I felt Mark tense up.  I could feel his cock throbbing and then it began to jerk.  I moved
my head up and held it just inside my lips.  When he began to shoot his hot cum I opened my
mouth wide open and held his cock so that he was shooting his cum through the air into my
mouth.  

I knew that this would drive Jim crazy.  To see his prim and oh so proper wife acting like such a
slut.  Catching another man's cum in her mouth and then swallowing it like a fine wine.  Mark
came a huge amount and I had to swallow three times.  The last bit I kept in my mouth and then
moved to squat in front of Jim. 

Looking into his pained eyes I let him see Mark's cum coating my mouth.  Then I bent my head
down, letting that cum run out and fall over his cock.  It was soft, and the small amount that
dropped out of my mouth covered his whole cock like a white frosting.  Then, while Mark looked
on, I licked that cum off of my husbands cock and then let him see me swallow it all.

Jim moaned.  More of a pained heart than a sexual need.  His look of pain and suffering almost
made me quit right there.  Then Mark began to talk, probably saving me from stopping right
there.

"Hey Jimbo...did that little whore ever do that for you?  Swallow all your cum?  Lick it up like
Sharon did and then swallow it like it was the nectar of the God's?  I'll bet not.  She may be a fair
to middling fuck, but I know her type...no go on oral sex.  Doesn't want to muss her makeup. 
Am I right?   Yeah...I know I'm right about that little slut.  Your wife is ten thousand times more
of a sexual dynamo than that little whore.  What an idiot you turned out to be."

What Mark did was re-enforce my resolve.  Had I known that she had in fact been the first
woman to ever suck Jim off and swallow his cum...well it would have only made it a bit sweeter
for me at that moment.

I sucked Jim's cock fully inside my mouth, but he was remaining soft.  So...he was not liking this
at all was he?  That knowledge made me feel quite strong and it also let me know that my revenge
would be very, very sweet.

Mark took my hand and pulled me to my feet.  Hugging me close, he began to stroke my body all
over.  When his hands began to caress my breast's I heard Jim moan.  Thinking he may be getting
into this sight before him I chanced a glance.  I saw tears running down his face, his pain evident.

‘Good,' I thought to myself; ‘He deserved some pain for the pain he caused me.'

I was feeling vindictive as Mark gently kissed my breasts.  Pretty soon he was licking and sucking
on my nipples, causing me to get very wet and forget all about my cheating husband sitting two
feet away from me.

Marks fingers were probing my pussy lips and even my tight little rear hole too.  I had never
thought of anal sex much. Other than how much it would hurt.  Now I was thinking that I just
might let Mark take my anal virginity right here in front of my husband.

Pretty soon I could hardly stand anymore.  I was wet, and my clit was throbbing so much it
almost hurt.  Mark picked me up and gently laid me on the bed.  He took one leg in each hand and
spread me wide open.  Jim was able to see my pussy and ass clearly as Mark slipped in close to
me.

His hands never let go of my ankles so now my legs were bent back so that my knees were on
each side of my shoulders.  I could tell by the cool air on my pussy, that I was so open that Mark
could have taken any hole he wanted down there and I would not have been able to stop him.  As
if I would have wanted to at that point.

Suddenly I felt the head of Marks cock rubbing my sopping wet lips.  That hot hard end of his
shaft slipping between my tender soft lips.  I was moaning, in high sexual heat, wanting to be
fucked.  Mark teased me for quite a bit before pushing inside me.  I felt my lips spread wide. 
Wider than they had ever been spread, even with the large dildo I had been using.

In little back and forth moves Mark slowly worked in his hard shaft, until he was half way inside
my tight little pussy.  He held still, letting me get used to his girth and length.  Already he was
touching places inside me that had never felt a man's cock.

I was whimpering, almost begging him to ram me hard and fast.  I wanted to cum on his cock as
he plowed me deep and hard.  Instead, he held in the same position waiting for some sign, some
signal from me that I evidently wasn't giving him.  

Desperate, I began to beg loudly for him to fuck me.  Only I was telling him to make love to me.


"Mark...please.  Make love to me baby.  I want you to make love to me.  Please baby.  Please."

"Make love?  Now what do you really want Sharon?"

Confused I looked at him wondering what he was asking me to do or say?  I was in a dire need to
get fucked.  Yes...that was it.  He wanted me to beg him to FUCK me.

"FUCK me Mark.  Please.  FUCK ME."

"Oh?  You want me to fuck you?  Really?  Tell me what you really want Sharon."

"FUCK ME.  Please Mark.  Give me your huge cock.  Let me feel you FUCK ME."

With those words I sealed my fate.  Not that I would have tried to stop things by this time
anyway.  Mark pulled back until I thought he was going to pull out completely.  Afraid that he
was going to pull out I rolled my hips up in a needy and desperate attempt to keep his cock in me.

Suddenly, when I least expected it, but as I got my hips rolled up as far as I could as he held my
legs, he rammed his full length inside of my still too tight pussy.  The air was knocked out of me
as his cock rammed in full length, burying its head deep inside me.

As I tried to catch my breath, Mark pulled all the way back out until just that fat head of his
marvelous shaft was inside my lips and held there.  I found my body moving to try to take him
back inside and as my hip went up of their own volition, he once again rammed the full length
back inside until his balls bounced off my little asshole.

Once again the air was knocked out of my lungs and I made a loud grunt as he bottomed out. 
This time he held his cock buried in me while my body began to move under him.  I was out of my
mind in the tension, the pain, and the pleasures that I was experiencing. 

My pussy was clasping his shaft, massaging him as it got used to this large intruder.  As I began to
relax, Mark sensed I was ready and in seconds I was being rammed by the pile-driver movement
of that huge shaft.

Again and again that giant shaft parted my pussy lips and in and out it moved me to orgasm.  In a
matter of seconds I came.  Then, about on each bottoming stroke I would cum again.  Mark kept
up the pace as I became one pile of female flesh, quivering in the massive orgasm's that didn't
seem to lessen nor quit.

About the time that Mark got to the point of cumming, he pulled out.  As his cock left my pussy it
made a loud sloppy thpt.  I looked at Jim, sitting there tied up so there was no way he could have
just missed my royal fucking and saw his look of loss and emptiness.  Then, Mark was straddling
my chest, his wet and shiny cock right in front of me.  

I opened my mouth, my lips parting wide to allow his still hard cock to slip between them.  Mark
began to fuck my throat, and little by little he pressed inwards until on one quick stroke he slipped
all the way in.  

I felt my throat muscles relax in a swallowing type movement and his shaft just pressed down,
down, down.  When his balls were rubbing my chin I knew that I had all of his shaft in my mouth
and down my throat.

He held there for a bit, letting me get used to breathing around him.  As he did I felt him turn a
bit.

"So Jim.  You ever get head like this before?  Never knew that Sharon was such a good little
cocksucker did you?  Maybe she will only do this with real men though.  Hmmmm...are you a real
man Jim?"

I couldn't see Jim at all, Mark blocking my view like he was.  I just closed my eyes and
concentrated on sucking that wonderful orgasm producing cock.  I wanted to pay tribute to this
magnificent hard phallus that had just given me such depths of pleasure that I had almost passed
out.

Then Mark turned back to me and began to literally fuck my mouth.  His hands went to my head
and as he held me, gently, he rammed his cock in and out of my mouth.  I kept my lips as tight on
his shaft as I could and when his cock head would bottom out it would send shock waves through
my body that seem to center on my clit.

After only a little bit Mark couldn't hold back anymore and I felt his shaft begin to throb and
quiver.  He pulled out of my mouth, my head moving to try to keep him in.  He moved to one side
of me and as I turned to follow that wonderful cock he held my head still.  

My mouth open wide, my eyes on that cock, it began to erupt.  Splashes of white rope began to
cover my face, over my lips and chin, on my nose and then into my wide open mouth as I got a
little movement and was able to position myself  better to catch his cum.

I held his cum in my mouth for a bit, then swallowed it all.  It tasted different than Jim's had as I
remembered.  Mark's cum was almost sweet to the taste.  I quickly shoved my head back over his
shaft as he loosened his grip and I began to relish his sweet taste.  

Mark let me clean his cock throughly and then he laid down on the bed next to me.  Jim just sat in
his seat motionless.  I moved down to kneel between Marks spread legs and began to suck and
lick his cock.  I knew that Jim could see my pussy and how loose and wet it was from my orgasm.

I licked and sucked on Marks cock, suddenly realizing that he hadn't gotten the least bit soft.  My
hands were stroking him as my mouth covered every inch exposed.  Then, as I really got into
sucking him again, I took my hands away and moved to the side so that Jim would see me taking
Marks cock on my own, all the way.

I was slowly taking him down to his base then up to his head again and again.  Then on one
downstroke, I managed to work my tongue out around that shaft and caress his balls.  Mark
moaned when I did that and I felt him throb.  I kept my tongue out and stroked his shaft with my
mouth, lips and tongue like that for a few minutes.  

Then I straddled him and taking his cock in one hand, guided him inside my pussy.  After he was
in me a ways I lowered my body down until my breasts were crushed on his strong and muscled
chest. I began to work my body back and forth on his shaft, knowing that Jim could see Mark's
large, long shaft plunging in and out of my still tight pussy. 

I could feel my pussy lips clinging to his shaft as I rode him.  Tugging in and out.  The sight must
have been something to see.  My little pussy, lips red and full of blood from the stimulation of
Mark's monster cock, filling me up like it was.

Mark and I fucked for hours with only one break.  After my umpteenth orgasm, Mark was done
in.  We spooned together and slept as Jim had to sit there and look.  Hours later, as the sun crept
into our room I woke up.  Mark had gotten up and was taking a shower.  Jim was fast asleep,
head and body still tied like I had left him all night.  I slipped into the bathroom and joined Mark
in the shower.

I had become insatiable for his cock and his touch.  I stepped up on the sides of the tub, and
lowered my pussy down on that wet, soapy shaft and we fucked in the shower until we both
came.  Then I got off him and we cleaned up.  Coming back into the bedroom, I saw that Jim was
awake. 

I stood in front of him, naked.  Marks cum was beginning to run down my legs and I saw Jim's
eyes staring at it.  Still feeling hurt by his cheating and a bit devilish, I crawled up and put my
pussy in his face.

"Clean me up honey.  You know you want to. Taste a real man's cum.  Get to know it well
husband.  You are going to be cleaning me up quite a bit from now on."

Jim struggled to not let me touch him, but tied as he was he had no choice.  As I rubbed my wet
pussy up and down his face I saw a look in his eyes that made me decide to stop.  I got off of him
and looked into his eyes and saw a pain like I never had before.  At that moment I knew I had
gone too far.

I got Mark dressed and out the door as quickly as I could and then got dressed.  After that I undid
Jim's bindings.  I wasn't sure how he would react or what he would do so after I got his head and
arms loose I fled the bedroom and left him to finish getting loose.  I didn't know what to expect.



I heard Jim moving around in the bedroom, then silence.  I waited still, not sure what he was
doing and not sure how he would be with me.  I didn't think he would get violent, but I had
pushed him harder than I had intended during my revenge.

Strangely enough, I had feelings of guilt and shame inside now too.  I had cheated on my
husband.  For the first time ever, I had cheated.  Not only that, but I had forced my husband to
watch me cheat.  Guiltily, I realized that in his cheating on me, he had hidden it so as to not hurt
me...and I had rubbed his nose in my cheating...literally.

After a bit I heard Jim walking out the front door.  He was leaving!  Where was he going?  I ran
to the front door only to see Jim's car pulling out of the driveway.  I could see stuff piled in his
car too.

I went into the bedroom, that chair still there, the bindings in a pile around it.  Looking around I
saw the closet door open, and Jim's half...empty.  The sudden shock that I might lose my husband
now with my revenge was too much and I collapsed on the floor, tears, hot tears of guilt and pain
running down my cheeks.



