The Joy of Infidelity
by Jeremy Spencer
Copyright 2004

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Author's Note: The following is a fictional story. In it, fictional characters have hot, sweaty, unprotected, fictional sex. They live in a fictional world without fictional diseases. You do not. Be careful. All characters in this story are old enough to know what they're doing. Now, on to the show!

*****


Robert entered his house, briefcase under his arm, and yelled upstairs, ÒMegan, are you going out tonight or not?Ó He glanced up the stairs, waiting for a response, but heard none. ÒHoney?Ó he tried again, but still heard nothing from his wifeÕs bedroom. Her jacket was folded on the dining room chair, so he knew she was still at home.

He put his briefcase on the hall table and checked his watch again, frowning when he saw it was nearly time for his ÒdateÓ to arrive. Megan had usually left for her weekly bridge game by now, and Robert worried about what might happen if his wife delayed any longer.

He walked to the front door and opened it as quietly as he could, cringing as the rusty hinges squeaked in protest. He glanced down the street searching for KellyÕs green Toyota and sighed with relief that it was nowhere to be seen. At least he wasnÕt going to have to answer any questions about why a stripper was making house-calls. He turned back inside and closed the door behind him with a thud.

ÒRobert?Ó Megan called down the stairs. ÒIs that you?Ó

ÒYes, dear.Ó

ÒCould you grab my purse? ItÕs on the living room sofa. It has LoriÕs phone number in it.Ó

ÒRunning late?Ó he called upstairs. Not waiting for an answer, Robert grabbed the bag, wondering for the thousandth time how much of the weight was unnecessary. It seemed far too heavy for a ÒnecessitiesÓ bag. Oh well... such is woman.

ÒHere you go,Ó he called out as he entered her bedroom. Megan turned, giving him a small smile.

ÒPut it on the bed,Ó she said, turning back to the mirror. At the moment she was dressed, or nearly so, in a translucent beige slip and a white satin bra that, in RobertÕs estimation, did nothing to hide his wifeÕs charms. As she turned, he saw the gentle movement of her breasts, nearly unrestrained even with the bra, as they jiggled and swayed against one another.

Robert stood in the doorway, watching the age-old female ritual, as his wife primped and preened, carefully watching her reflection for any obvious faults.

If asked, Robert would have admitted that he had married a beautiful woman. She was certainly easy on the eye, he thought, as he stared at the pale skin of her back, smooth and unmarked. His eyes traveled lower, over the swell of her hips and into the flare of her buttocks. He knew from past experience that during love-making, the cheeks of her ass were firm and pliant, and his cock twitched at the thought.

Down boy, he thought to himself with a sigh. He knew his marriage was destined for a quick appointment in front of a divorce court. He regretted it not for the inconvenience it would cause, for in the back of his mind he knew it would be an easy parting, but for the wasted years as man and wife.

He and Megan had produced no children, nor had they really tried. Their relationship had been born of loneliness and convenience and familiarity. He a school teacher, she a guidance counselor. He thought it ironic that neither of their chosen professions could have predicted, nor could they now save, the dismal failure that was their marriage.

ÒWere you waiting for something?Ó Her question jarred Robert from his thoughts, and he shook his head to drive them away. Soon, he thought. No sense dwelling on it. Focusing on his wife, now fully dressed in a simple skirt and blouse, he shook his head.

ÒNo, sorry. My thoughts drifted for a moment.Ó A quick check of the time revealed he had ten more minutes before disaster struck.

ÒIn a bit.Ó She frowned, noticing his intense gaze at his watch. ÒYou watching after me?Ó she asked, more bitterness creeping into her voice than sheÕd intended. Stop it, she silently reprimanded herself. He lost interest long ago. No need to rub it in.

ÒUm... no... the gameÕs on in a bit. DonÕt want to miss it.Ó

She nearly snorted in derision. Always a game! Never me, she almost sighed, but quickly fought back the longing she sometimes felt, alone in her bed. No time for that.

Declaring herself ready, Megan picked up the purse and swept past her husband into the hallway.

ÒTurn off the light, okay?Ó

ÒYeah. IÕm heading down anyway.Ó

As she searched through her purse, checking to see if everything was present, the phone rang. Robert answered on the second ring, while Megan paused at the door.

ÒHello? Hey, howÕs it going... oh really... sure... a few minutes... not much...Ó Seeing his wife still standing at the door, Robert waved her away. Cupping his hand over the receiver, he whispered, ÒItÕs a buddy from work. Go ahead. IÕll see you when?Ó

Megan mouthed that she would be back around eleven and, with one last look, closed the door behind her and headed for the garage.

ÒSheÕs gone,Ó Robert said, exhaling deeply. ÒGive her about five minutes, then come on in. IÕll make sure the doorÕs unlocked. IÕll be in the study, so make yourself at home and call me when youÕre ready? And Kelly? Park around back this time. Okay? All right... see you in a few.Ó

As he hung the phone back on the receiver, Robert felt his hand shaking. Making a fist to cut off the uncontrollable spasms, he let out a sigh. Just a few more minutes and my dick would have been in the fire, he thought. But I guess the thrillÕs part of the game.

Before he headed upstairs, Robert made one quick pass through the living room. He turned on the porch light, making sure the walk was clear and the front door unlocked, and went upstairs to get ready for his guest.

*****

HeÕs so fucking boring, Megan thought as she drove down the street. I know what I used to see in him, she thought, but the excitementÕs been gone for a long time. She supposed it happened to most of the people she knew, but actually looking forward to a divorce was an alien concept.

She checked the dashboard clock, which was blinking fifteen after eight oÕclock in bright green numbers. She dug her cell phone out of her purse. Dialing quickly, she put the phone to her ear, steering the car with her other hand, and listened to the ringing.

After what seemed an eternity, the line was picked up, and an out of breath voice answered.

ÒHello?Ó It was Lori.

ÒLittle bitch,Ó Megan teased. ÒDid you start without me?Ó

ÒYouÕre late, slut. Hurry up. ThereÕs lots to eat tonight, so get your butt down here!Ó

ÒIÕm hurrying, okay? I ran a little late tonight, but IÕm on my way. Sheesh... try not to get your panties in a twist!Ó

ÒHoney... theyÕve been gone for a long time.Ó Laughing, Lori hung up.

Megan felt herself getting damp at the thought of a panty-less Lori and squeezed her legs together, putting as much pressure on her clit as she could. The thought of LoriÕs baby-smooth pussy always got her juices boiling.

IÕll bet thereÕs a lot to eat, she laughed to herself. YouÕll be the first thing I want to snack on.

Megan pushed down on the accelerator and the car jerked forward, speeding down the road.

*****

As Robert changed clothes, he heard a door open and close downstairs, followed by the quiet sounds of someone ascending the carpeted staircase.

ItÕs my buddy from work, he thought with a smirk. There was, as always, the momentary pang of guilt mixed with regret that his life had come to this point, but the anguish was quickly washed away with pure, unadulterated lust.

His work buddy was actually a nineteen year old stripper, although she looked much younger than her actual age. Her stage name, when she danced at The Onion (Watch ÔEm Peel Away the Layers! was written in neon on the side of the cinderblock building), was Candy Apples, but to her teachers at Monroe College, she was simply Kelly Curtis, a sophomore economics major.

Robert had first seen Kelly at the bachelor party of a friend, and was instantly in lust. Her act consisted of dressing up in her Catholic schoolgirl outfit, then spending ten minutes taking it off. Pretty basic, a staple of any skin joint, but for some reason, Robert reacted passionately.

ÒMy daddy would freak,Ó Kelly told him in an unguarded moment. A small city in the midwest had been her hometown. The daughter of a pastor and school librarian, Kelly had lived a sheltered life, although not without excitement. Her first experience dancing had been in junior high, although in a fashion quite dissimilar to the bump and grind she had since perfected.

ÒI tell them I wait tables,Ó Kelly revealed.

ÒHoney,Ó Robert had answered as he slipped his cock in her steaming cunt, ÒIf waiting tables is what you call it, then I guess you deserve every tip you get.Ó He smiled, deep in thought.

ÒDaddy?Ó

RobertÕs reverie was broken by a thin cry from down the hall. He was instantly hard with anticipation, knowing full well what awaited him, but he forced himself to pause a moment.

ÒYes, dear?Ó He knew the script, had in fact written it.

ÒCould you come here for a second?Ó

ÒWhat for?Ó

ÒI need to tell you something. You have to come here, though. ItÕs a secret.Ó

Robert stood quickly, adjusting his erection in his slacks, cursing himself for not having time to change into his own pajamas. It was much more fun when the fantasy felt completely true.

Right, he smirked. The fantasy of fucking my own daughter, a daughter I donÕt have, played by a nineteen year-old stripper named Candy Apples. ThatÕs pretty accurate, he laughed.

Nonetheless, twitching with excitement, he walked down the hall, cock leading the way, and knocked on the door to his wifeÕs bedroom.

ÒCome in,Ó came the quiet voice behind the door.

*****

The door finally opened a crack, and a short woman with short curly hair peeked out.

ÒMegan!Ó the woman screamed, backing away from the door and releasing the chain. ÒGet in here,Ó she said, motioning with her hand.

Megan slipped through the doorway, coming face to face with a very naked Lori Wagner. Megan sniffed deeply, smelling a musky aroma permeating the air.

ÒYou did start without me,Ó she finally said, grinning widely. She spread her arms wide, dropping her purse on the floor, and the two women embraced.

Megan was instantly aroused and began sliding her hands down the smooth back of the shorter woman, coming to rest at the top of her rounded buttocks.

ÒI just love your ass,Ó she whispered softly, nipping at LoriÕs exposed earlobe. She ran her tongue around the rough cartilage, sucking and teasing with her lips as the younger woman ground her smooth pubis against the thick denim of MeganÕs skirt.

ÒWe need to get you out of those clothes,Ó Lori moaned, her hands busy molding the soft mounds of MeganÕs tits. ÒI want you so bad!Ó

Lori collapsed back onto the sofa, her hand immediately moving to her crotch. She began lightly teasing her damp slit, her finger making wet noises as it was sucked into her heated tunnel. She moaned as she watched Megan slowly remove her blouse and skirt, sliding the garment down her legs, hips swaying to an unheard beat.

Megan, now naked, pulled Lori from the couch and the two women ran upstairs. As they neared the bedroom, the passionate sounds of sex could be heard through the door.

ÒSheÕs here!Ó Lori cried, throwing open the door. A redhead, all curls and pale skin, looked up from where she had been feasting between the widespread thighs of a woman who could have been her twin.

ÒFinally,Ó she exclaimed breathlessly. She laughed. ÒWeÕre all here now... can we finally play some cards?Ó Lori and Megan laughed along with her, and quickly joined the couple on the bed.

*****

Robert opened the door. Inside the dimly lit room, he could see his fantasy reclining on the bed.

ÒWhat did you want to tell me?Ó he asked, walking quickly to the bed and sitting down. He laid his hand gently on a long, stocking-clad leg, stroking the muscled calf through the white material.

ÒItÕs a secret,Ó she whispered, spreading her legs slightly. Robert could just make out the white cotton of her schoolgirl panties, a wet spot already forming on the crotch. Her musky odor was thick in the air. ÒItÕs a secret, so you canÕt tell anyone, Daddy.Ó

ÒI promise,Ó he said, drawing an ÒXÓ on his chest. ÒWhatÕs your secret?Ó he asked, knowing the answer.

ÒYou remember Billy, donÕt you? From Catholic school?Ó

Robert nodded.

ÒGo ahead, baby. What about Billy?Ó His heart raced and he felt KellyÕs hot gaze on his crotch. She eyed his cock, licking her lips in anticipation.

ÒI... I let him touch me,Ó she said, eyes downcast in mock contrition. She continued looking at him, at his hand as it worked its way up her leg. Robert feigned shock at her admission.

ÒYou let a boy touch you?Ó She nodded sadly, the rock-hard nipples poking through her tight white blouse two indicators of her arousal. ÒWhere did he touch you?Ó he asked sternly.

Kelly squirmed on the bed, her hips digging into the quilt. This was not only RobertÕs fantasy, but her own as well, and she often thought the highlight of her week was their regular visit.

ÒDo you want me to tell you?Ó she asked shyly. ÒOr should I show you?Ó

ÒMaybe you should tell me first.Ó She nodded with wide eyes. ÒMaybe you should show me later though. Just in case.Ó

ÒHe touched me on one of my boobies,Ó she said, her left hand absently reaching up to cup her small tit, barely large enough for the bra underneath her blouse. Her lack of development, so often a point of consternation in her adolescent years, was now responsible for a great number of tips at The Onion, and a source of inspiration and erotic fantasy for Robert.

ÒDid he touch your booby over your shirt?Ó Robert asked, his pulse racing in his chest. Kelly shook her head.

ÒHe touched it under my shirt.Ó

ÒAnd you let him?Ó She nodded, licking her lips.

ÒIs that bad?Ó Her pussy was beginning to cream, her heavy juice running down the inside of her thighs. Her favorite part of the fantasy was quickly approaching, and it was all she could do to stay where she was, wanting nothing more than to throw herself on Robert.

ÒVery bad, honey. Very bad indeed.Ó

*****

ÒOh God, thatÕs so good,Ó Megan sighed, feeling LoriÕs snake-like tongue slither all over her pussy, occasionally dipping into the delicate folds of her slippery tunnel. ÒYou have such a great tongue,Ó she moaned, bucking her hips at LoriÕs face, coating the young womanÕs lips with MeganÕs sticky wetness.

ÒYou taste good,Ó Lori said, swiping her tongue once more into the moist tunnel of MeganÕs pussy, trying to lap up as much of the sweet nectar as she could. She giggled. ÒI love bridge nights.Ó

Janie, the older of the two red heads, chuckled. ÒYour husband has no idea about us then?Ó

ÒNo clue at all.Ó Megan shook her head, gasping as Lori nipped at the fleshy lips of her pussy, rolling them in her teeth. She could feel the blood rushing in as her skin swelled and darkened with her arousal.

ÒI wish I was married every once in a while,Ó Renee admitted, lifting her head from JanieÕs pussy, pausing long enough to explain. ÒSometimes I just need a good fuck, dick and all, and it would be so much easier if I just had a husband!Ó Janie giggled, her laughter quickly turning to moans as Renee returned to the matter at hand, attacking the pink flesh of JanieÕs pussy with both hands, spreading the thick lips with one hand while thrusting deeply with the other.

ÒItÕs not all that itÕs cracked up to be,Ó Megan joked. ÒWhy do you think IÕm here so often?Ó

Lori jumped up, her breasts, wet from being recently sucked and licked, jiggling as she ran to the closet. She bent and began rummaging through a box on the floor, giving the other three women a good view of her pussy and asshole.

With a triumphant yell she turned, holding her prize. The gathered assembly gasped in surprise.

ÒIf you want a cock, IÕve got a cock.Ó She waggled the latex dildo in her hand. ÒI call him The Destroyer,Ó she told the group, and at sixteen inches, the name was fitting indeed.

ÒNo fucking way!Ó exclaimed Renee, shaking her head vigorously. ÒNo possible way IÕm trying to get that in me.Ó She pulled gently on JanieÕs shoulders, bringing their mouths close together, sharing a deep kiss. ÒI like what I have in front of me just fine,Ó she said, running a hand over the stiff nipples of her partner.

Megan eyed the fake cock hungrily. It had been so long since she and Robert had fucked.

ÒItÕs so big,Ó she said. ÒI want to, though. Can you take it all in?Ó Lori laughed at the concerned expression on MeganÕs face.

ÒYou donÕt do it by yourself, silly. ItÕs flexible,Ó she explained, demonstrating. ÒPlus, itÕs double ended. We share it.Ó

A light went on in MeganÕs brain, and her face broke out in a smile.

ÒBring it on.Ó She dropped to her back, spreading her legs wide, beckoning her lover closer.

*****

Robert raised a hand, motioning Kelly to him. Eagerly she complied, crawling the short distance between them on the bed.

Kelly pushed herself up to a kneeling position, her firm ass cheeks resting on her heels, her legs tucked underneath her slim body.

ÒYou know what happens to naughty girls?Ó asked Robert.

ÒWhat?Ó whispered Kelly, trying to appear afraid. ÒWhat happens?Ó

ÒThey get spanked.Ó

KellyÕs eyes grew wide. Whether with arousal or fear, Robert could not tell, although KellyÕs musky scent was growing stronger by the second and Robert guessed it was the former.

ÒGet up,Ó he commanded. She immediately rose to her feet, standing before him, heels together, head bowed, hands clasped behind her body.

ÒYes?Ó she whispered. ÒWhat now?Ó

ÒGo to the chair.Ó His voice was calm and demanding, but underneath Robert was shivering with excitement. Kelly swiftly obeyed, careful not to look at Robert. Good little girls did as they were told and didnÕt ask questions.

ÒDo you see it?Ó

ÒYes.Ó Her voice was pure excitement now. ÒItÕs big.Ó

ÒBring it here.Ó

Kelly walked back to the bed, handing him the slim wooden paddle. Robert had picked it up at a garage sale. The elderly widow clearly had no idea what kinks her recently departed husband involved himself in. Or maybe she did, Robert thought, amused at the idea.

He took the paddle by the handle and with the flick of his wrist took a practice swing, the wood hissing through the air. He turned to Kelly, now sitting beside him. Her nipples poked through the front of her blouse like two erasers, begging to be touched.

ÒWhere did Billy touch you?Ó

ÒMy... on my booby.Ó

ÒDid you let him touch you anywhere else?Ó Kelly looked down at her hands, blushing.

ÒHe touched my cunny.Ó Her hands rested in her lap, at first glance demure, although Robert could see the slow movement as Kelly teased herself to a more fierce arousal, pressing against her clit through the plaid skirt.

ÒStand up.Ó Kelly stood, arms to her sides, back straight, her girlish breasts pressing firm against her blouse.

ÒWhat do you want me to do? I told you everything.Ó

ÒBut you didnÕt tell me he touched your cunny the first time I asked, did you?Ó She shook her head in defeat.

ÒNo.Ó

ÒYouÕre a naughty girl, arenÕt you?Ó

ÒYes.Ó

ÒDo you know what happens to naughty girls? Bad girls like you?Ó Hiding behind the paddle, Robert fondled his erection, caressing his cock and balls as he watched Kelly squirm under his gaze.

She finally nodded her head. ÒThey get spanked. With the paddle.Ó

ÒTake your clothes off, Kelly. You let a boy touch you when you were naked. You need to be spanked naked.Ó Slowly, almost but not quite a strip tease, Kelly removed her skirt and blouse, leaving her dressed only in a set of plain white panties and bra. He motioned for her to remove her last undergarments.

Kelly turned away in one last attempt at playful modesty and quickly unsnapped her bra, the white cups falling into her hands. She placed her hands on her hips and bent at the waist, pulling the panties down. Robert could see thin trails of wetness as the sticky cloth held tight, before finally pulling away from her smooth, wet pussy. She turned around, facing Robert. He could see that KellyÕs entire body, aside from her head, was devoid of any hair, bringing an instant credibility to her schoolgirl outfit.

Robert pointed to his lap, his erection threatening to burst through his slacks, motioning Kelly to lay across his lap for her punishment. She quickly complied, rubbing her tits against the rough cloth of his shirt, exciting both. A small groan escaped RobertÕs lips as he felt the soft pillows of her tits push against his thigh, sliding away as she settled her hips directly over his raging cock.

ÒAre you going to spank me now, Daddy?Ó she asked, once again falling into their shared fantasy.

ÒI am. Daddy is going to spank his babyÕs bare bottom until itÕs red. You know this is because youÕre a bad girl, right, baby?Ó He grinned, knowing just how bad a girl Kelly could be.

ÒI am a bad girl. Spank me, so IÕll be a good girl, Daddy.Ó She squirmed against his thigh, anticipating the first sharp snap of the paddle against her soft ass cheek.

Robert raised his arm and could feel her body tense. The two cheeks of her ass clenched together slightly, and he resisted the urge to give them a squeeze. Later, he thought and quickly brought down the paddle against her pale flesh.

ÒOne.Ó She counted each stroke of the paddle.

ÒTwo.Ó Robert could see a pink mark appear where the paddle had impacted, and switched cheeks.

ÒThree.Ó Through his jeans, Robert could feel the heat and wetness of KellyÕs bare cunt as it started to spasm wildly. He could feel how excited she was, the pain and pleasure threatening to overload her body. He swung another arc through the air.

ÒFour.Ó A small whimper, accompanied by more thrashing around. Robert had to use his free arm to hold Kelly in place, directly over his cock. He felt her press down against his prick as he raised his arm once more.

ÒFive.Ó

*****

ÒSix.Ó

ÒOh my God!Ó Megan screamed out loud as the rubber cock forced apart the fat lips of her tight, slick cunt.

ÒRelax,Ó Lori said. ÒYou have six inches in. One more and I can hop on the ride too!Ó Lori twisted the dildo in her hand, forcing the thick shaft more deeply into her friendÕs pussy, screwing it deeper and deeper into her sucking cunt.

ÒEnough, already.Ó Megan took a deep breath, leaning up on her elbows to look at where she was being penetrated. ÒThat fuckerÕs so thick,Ó she panted. ÒMuch bigger than Robert.Ó She collapsed back onto the bed, her muscles starting to shake with exertion.

ÒMy turn,Ó Lori sang gleefully. Dropping to her back, she spread her legs wide, scooting forward, until her legs were tangled with MeganÕs, and expertly placed the other end of the enormous plastic cock at her wet opening. Pressing determinedly forward, she slowly impaled herself, cocking her hips, taking it deeper and deeper, until at last the womenÕs pussies were in direct contact.

ÒThis is so sexy... fuck me,Ó Megan groaned, rolling on the bed. The cock was much thicker than the one sported by her husband, and although the length inside her was not quite as large, the girth more than made up for it. She had never in her life felt more stretched, more full of cock. She began to rock back and forth, thrusting against her friend.

Lori quickly picked up the rhythm, and the two women, sharing the enormous penis between their hot sucking pussies, ground against each other.

Seeing their arousal, Renee and Janie quickly separated, their lips lingering together for a moment, before climbing over the two prone women. Janie quickly collapsed on LoriÕs tongue, panting and squealing as the small woman attacked the fat lips of her pussy.

Renee settled her hips gently over MeganÕs face, wiggling to gain the other womanÕs attention, before softly pressing her hot cunt against MeganÕs panting mouth. She moaned in satisfaction as Megan quickly warmed to her new task, lashing her tongue repeatedly against ReneeÕs prominent clit.

ÒOh... oh... so good,Ó she moaned, feeling her juices wash out of her pussy, coating MeganÕs face. Megan too was in ecstasy, her own cunt stuffed full of plastic cock. Slamming against LoriÕs soft hips and pubic bone, she could feel herself nearing a peak. She grabbed a handful of ReneeÕs soft ass cheeks with each hand, gripping and squeezing the smooth flesh, before pushing her face free.

ÒSuck on my clit,Ó she demanded of Renee, before quickly returning her lips and tongue to ReneeÕs sticky wet inner flesh. No sooner had she made her plea when Renee leaned over, her soft breasts squashed flat against MeganÕs heaving stomach. She could see the fat plastic cock as it shoved in and out of MeganÕs steaming cunt. She proceeded to attach her lips to MeganÕs fat clit, sucking and nipping at the tender flesh.

Quickly, MeganÕs arousal soared, the sensations of cock and pussy and lips and sticky sweet flesh too much, and her orgasm washed over her. Arching her back, Megan felt her muscles stiffen as wave after wave crashed through her stomach and thighs. She felt herself splash great amounts of sticky liquid from her pussy, something very rare for her. She was not normally a squirter.

As secondary and tertiary shock waves rocked through her muscles, Megan quickly disengaged the double ended dildo from her cunt, the sensations too powerful to continue. She heard a moan of disappointment from Lori, who suddenly felt no resistance as her own hips slammed against her plastic lover. Quickly, Renee grabbed the dildo and commenced to piston it again and again into LoriÕs slick hole.

Her own needs sated for the moment, Megan reached above her, pulling ReneeÕs hips down to her face, and again began laving her oral attentions on her pink flesh. She was startled by the sound of loud squealing from the other side of the bed, and knew that Lori had finally won her battle with JanieÕs pussy, as the redhead screamed in her own orgasm. Megan giggled at the high pitched screams, muffled by the soft inner flesh on ReneeÕs thighs. How loud was she?

Finally she began to feel ReneeÕs cunt contracting around her tongue, trying to suck in the invading oral digit. Megan flicked her tongue roughly through the wet opening of ReneeÕs cunt, grinding her chin against the hood of flesh covering her clit, and was finally rewarded as a new flood of secretions washed over her face. She drank greedily at the discharge, lapping at the sensitive opening to ReneeÕs cunt, hearing her moans of passion as her climax slowly abated.

The sensations were eventually too much for the four women and they collapsed to the bed, a sweaty mound of legs and breasts and sticky flesh.

*****

Robert could feel KellyÕs pussy contracting around his fingers as her body prepared for another orgasm. He had paddled her bare ass until her soft white flesh was an angry pink, but through it all she had twisted and turned on his lap, grinding against his erection. Eventually, all pretense of punishment vanished as Robert thrust two, then three fingers into her steamy hole, quickly bringing the young ÒschoolgirlÓ to orgasm.

ÒFuck,Ó Kelly groaned. She felt her juices flooding out, soaking RobertÕs pants. She hoped he wouldnÕt be upset with her, but her body gave an uncontrollable shiver of anticipation at the thought.

Sagging to the bed, Kelly curled up in a ball, gently teasing the soft flesh of her cunt, careful not to put too much pressure on the inflamed cheeks of her ass.

Robert stood, powerfully aroused at the sight of Kelly, in all her delightful contrasts. The body of a young teenager coupled with the sexual energy of an experienced whore. The innocent look of a schoolgirl with a mouth made for spewing obscenities or sucking cock.

He felt his cock lurch in his slacks and quickly shed the garment soaked with the sticky combination of KellyÕs secretions and his own pre-cum. With little ceremony, Robert dropped his underwear to the floor, his erect cock popping free and waving in the air.

Seeing this, Kelly rose to her knees, still mindful of her striped hindquarters, and reached a tentative hand toward his inflamed cock.

ÒDaddy?Ó she asked, reverting to her role of Catholic schoolgirl slut. ÒWhatÕs that?Ó

ÒThatÕs my cock, baby,Ó he answered, grabbing her hand and placing it on his engorged member. Her touch was light and delicate, yet firm and sure. He smiled inwardly... as well as she played the role of an innocent, Kelly was too much of a cumslut at heart to remain virginal for too long.

ÒItÕs so big, Daddy. And so hard!Ó Kelly began stroking his cock in earnest now, rubbing the crown with her thumb. She reached between her own thighs, playing with her pussy and quickly returned her hand to his cock, coating it with her slippery juices. Fully lubricated, his cock slid through the tight tunnel of her hand like a well-oiled piston.

Robert knew he needed to be careful. Years of experience had taught him to savor his first orgasm, and shooting his load on KellyÕs hand and face, although he loved watching her lick up his cum, was not what he had in mind. At least not for the first time tonight.

Gripping her wrist to slow her movements, Robert sat down on the bed, pulling Kelly with him. He pulled her legs apart and maneuvered her so she was straddling him, his erection pointing up from his hairy groin, aimed directly at KellyÕs pink slit. Even though the two were separated by a few inches, he swore he could feel waves of heat spreading from the juncture of her thighs.

ÒDaddy? What... what are you doing?Ó she teased, as she lowered herself closer to his prick. The tip of his cock brushed against the swollen lips of her pussy, and the two groaned at the contact.

Robert responded by reaching behind her, each hand grabbing and squeezing a handful of ass cheek. She squealed a high pitched scream, both pain and pleasure, as he forced their bodies together. Diamond-hard nipples scratched his hairy chest as their bodies forced his cock between them, his hard shaft coating their bodies, leaving behind a thin trail of pre-cum.

ÒGet DaddyÕs cock ready, okay? DaddyÕs going to fuck his baby soon.Ó Kelly lifted her hips away from RobertÕs thighs, reaching between them to grasp his erection. Jacking on the shaft to make sure he was at full staff, she placed the spongy head of his cock at her hot entrance.

ÒAre you ready to fuck me now? Is your dick hard enough? Are you excited? Robert nodded and leaned back, waiting for Kelly to slowly slide her pussy down his cock, but was surprised when he felt her entire weight fall down as she plunged her cunt down over his erection. He felt the tip of his prick bump into the entrance to KellyÕs womb, and the two groaned at the powerful sensation.

ÒOh God,Ó she moaned, stopping for a moment to catch her breath before beginning anew. Kelly was a madwoman, her hips a blur as she thrust against him repeatedly. Her tiny tits bobbed enticingly on her chest and Robert stretched out, catching one turgid nipple between his teeth. He bit down gently on the rubbery nub, and suctioned most of her breast into his mouth, sucking powerfully. Kelly tried to push more into his mouth, moaning wildly. He released her tit, which slipped out of his mouth with a pop, and quickly captured the other, repeating the procedure.

ÒSo good,Ó Robert moaned. ÒOh God, youÕre so tight and so hot.Ó

Flailing wildly, Kelly was driving the two skillfully to the edge of climax when Robert suddenly gripped her hips, digging in with his fingers. Frustrated at the sudden end to her time on top, Kelly squealed in mild protest as Robert shoved her off his cock, but groaned in lust as he easily flipped her slight frame onto hands and knees, presenting him with her ass cheeks, still pink from his paddle.

ÒWhat are you going to do now, Daddy?Ó Kelly looked over her shoulder and Robert had to stifle a laugh. SheÕs almost too good at this, he thought. ÒAre you going to fuck me... back there?Ó she asked, wiggling her ass at him. Robert could see the crinkled pucker of her anus, and for a moment thought of slamming his cock down the length of her ass, but shook his head.

ÒMaybe another time,Ó he said, running his hands over the smooth globes of her ass. ÒFor now, DaddyÕs going to fuck your pussy from behind, and then IÕm going to squirt my cum in your cunt.Ó

Robert felt Kelly shiver beneath him as his finger slipped inside her wet cunt, spreading her slick oils over her outer lips..

ÒAre You going to fill me up, Daddy?" she asked. ÒI love it when you fill me up with your hot cum!Ó

ÒDaddyÕs going to squirt you real good,Ó Robert moaned as his fingers thrust deeply. He pulled out of her cunt, feeling her muscles pulling at his digit, trying to suck him in deeper. Robert reached down to grab at her ripe tits, but Kelly grabbed his hand, pulling her fingers to her lips.

ÒAre we going to make a baby?Ó she asked, again the innocent schoolgirl. ÒAre you going to give your baby a baby?Ó Eyes wide, Kelly began sucking on a finger, teasing him on. His cock lurched and Robert hurried to bury himself in KellyÕs tight cunt.

As he pressed forward, Robert reached around KellyÕs body, squeezing her tits. As he rolled her nipples in his fingers, Robert could feel the hot cheeks of KellyÕs ass pressing repeatedly against his stomach and the smooth flesh drove him to plunge deeper into her cunt.

The two remained there, thrusting against each other, saying nothing. Finally, Robert felt his balls pull tight against his body and knew his orgasm was imminent.

As he thrust more rapidly, Robert reached a hand out and fondled the smooth flesh of KellyÕs ass. She moaned in approval, rolling her hips and exciting both of them.

With no warning, Robert licked his thumb and pushed hard against the pucker of her ass. Kelly exhaled her breath with a whoosh and looked over her shoulder, eyes glassy with lust.

ÒHarder,Ó she panted, slamming back against him with little abandon. ÒShove your finger up my asshole. Fuck me fuck me fuck me. IÕm going to cum all over your cock.Ó Robert could feel the slick insides of her wet tunnel as they pulsed and gripped at his cock. He had never felt a pussy clutch and grab at him so forcefully during sex.

Robert forced his thumb forward until it was fully imbedded in the hot furnace of KellyÕs ass and began thrusting into her bowels in tandem with his cock in her pussy. Just as Robert felt his orgasm approach, Kelly let loose a stream of obscenities and Robert felt her muscles clamp down on his prick, trapping him in place.

ÒFuck! Fuck! Fuck!Ó she squealed, hunching back against RobertÕs chest as she rode out her climax. Finally, KellyÕs body betrayed her and she slumped to the bed, exhausted.

Robert felt his own release nearing and began slamming his body down on KellyÕs prone figure, forcing her deeper and deeper into the soft bedding. Soon, his world focused on the head of his cock as his sperm rushed down his shaft. With shot after shot, Robert splashed the inside of KellyÕs tunnel with his hot, sticky semen and collapsed onto her back, his own energy sapped.

*****

ÒSo, your husband doesnÕt give you what you need?Ó Janie asked, cupping MeganÕs breasts from behind as Megan leaned back against her body. The two had finished eating each other out and were quietly watching as Renee fucked LoriÕs tiny ass with a small purple strap-on.

ÒItÕs not that he doesnÕt or that he canÕt... heÕs a good lover, but... he treats me like a piece of porcelain. I wonÕt break, but heÕs always so gentle.Ó Megan sighed, frustrated. Janie smiled, her hands suddenly gripping MeganÕs nipples and clamping down. Megan yelped in pain, then sighed as she slapped the hands away. She ran her fingers over her breasts, rubbing the sore buds of flesh.

ÒYou like it rough, eh?Ó Janie smiled, leaning forward to kiss the back of MeganÕs neck and inhaling her scent. ÒI like that about you.Ó Megan turned, kissing her friend lightly on the lips before answering.

ÒI wish Robert did. I donÕt know what it is with him. ItÕs like heÕs happy fucking in bed with the lights out. I have fun ideas... I even thought about inviting one of you guys over for a threesome, but thereÕs no way heÕd go for that.Ó Megan finally stood, sighing as she paused for a moment, watching as Lori bucked under ReneeÕs thrusting, finally bringing the two to a satisfying orgasm. Megan reached down, wiping a stray hair from LoriÕs forehead. ÒI have to get home,Ó she said. ÒThanks for the great party. I just love playing cards with you,Ó she laughed. Renee snorted from the bed.

ÒSure beats playing solitaire,Ó she giggled. Lori smiled, a dreamy look on her face.

ÒIÕll say.Ó

ÒBye you guys,Ó Megan said as she slipped on her pumps. ÒIÕll let myself out. See you next week?Ó

ÒDamn right,Ó she heard from the bedroom as she closed the door and quickly walked to her car.

*****

ÒDo I have to?Ó Kelly asked. She was lying on her back in the middle of the bed watching as Robert picked up her clothes, dropping the small pile beside her on the messy sheets, damp and stained with their juices.

ÒAfraid so,Ó he answered, picking her up and sliding her to the floor. ÒItÕs her room and I think sheÕd notice weÕd used the bed.Ó He quickly stripped the sheets off, wadding them into a ball. As he walked to the attached laundry room, he opened a window, letting in the outside breezes to clear the scent of their lovemaking from the room.

As he returned to the room, Robert stood and watched Kelly as she leaned against the bed. Her breasts and thighs were flushed with her arousal and tiny bits of dried semen flaked her upper thighs and around her lips. He fought the urge to stroke his cock, knowing their time this evening was growing short. Damn, he thought, if only Megan was this sexy.

ÒYou look sad,Ó Kelly mentioned, noticing the lines creasing his forehead. Robert sighed.

ÒNot sad, just... I thought about mentioning these fantasies I have to Megan and I can just imagine her reaction to them.Ó

ÒYou donÕt think sheÕd like the idea of playing pirates and princess?Ó Kelly said with a laugh, as Robert snorted. A smile played over his face as he thought back to the week before. He remembered making Kelly walk his plank over and over. SheÕd commented she really liked his peg leg.

ÒFat chance of that ever happening. ItÕs like sheÕs happy just fucking in bed with the lights out. She has no imagination. I canÕt imagine what sheÕd say if I mentioned inviting you over for an evening of fun.Ó Robert paused for a moment, deep in thought. Finally he shook his head sadly. ÒYou better get dressed. SheÕll be home soon.Ó

With a sigh, Kelly picked herself up and slowly began dressing.

ÒYou can keep the panties,Ó she said. ÒI hardly ever wear them except when IÕm here.Ó She wadded them into a tiny ball, and stuffed them into his front pants pocket. ÒDonÕt forget to wash your slacks,Ó she reminded him. ÒThey kind of smell like me. I know your wife would notice that!Ó Robert smiled.

ÒI doubt it. ItÕs been quite a while since her face was that close to my cock.Ó He took a quick glance at his watch, frowning when he saw the lateness of the hour. ÒYou better go,Ó he finally said.

*****

By the time Megan arrived home, Robert was sitting on the couch where sheÕd left him, a newspaper in his lap. She glanced at the television.

ÒGame over?Ó she asked.

ÒHmmm? Oh, hi. Yeah. It ended a while ago.Ó

ÒGood guys win?Ó Megan asked. Robert paused for a moment before answering.

ÒUh... yeah. Good game. Lots of action.Ó He smiled inwardly. Lots of action indeed.

ÒThatÕs nice.Ó

ÒHow about you?Ó he asked. ÒGood time?Ó

ÒVery good,Ó she answered, squeezing her legs together with the memory of her recent activities.

ÒHungry?Ó Robert asked. ÒThereÕs some ice cream in the freezer or I could heat up some leftovers.Ó

ÒIÕm good. The four of us ate out.Ó She stifled a grin, picturing LoriÕs face buried in ReneeÕs steaming pussy. Ate out, indeed.

ÒOkay then. IÕm heading up to bed.Ó Robert stood, tossing the paper on the couch. He leaned in for a passionless kiss. ÒHave a good night.Ó

ÒNight. See you in the morning.Ó

ÒNight.Ó

The End