Empty Nest Slut by RLM
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Introspection:
Susan Morell leaned against the passenger side door of their
late model Lincoln Navigator with her eyes closed. She hadn't
said a word since the conclusion of the high school graduation
ceremonies for their son Cory who was the second of their two
children to graduate from the expensive private academy. Their
daughter Joanne had finished a year previously. Her husband
Milton, or Milt as she called him, thought she was tired from the
day's activities and had fallen asleep. Either that or she was
suffering from the initial pangs of "empty nest" syndrome. After
an initial attempt at conversation that was met by no more than a
nod or a grunt from his wife, Milt had given up and let his wife
sleep. Milton would have been shocked if he could have read his
wife's mind and found out what she was actually thinking.
The following Monday, Milton left at his usual time, 7:30 AM,
for the 45 minute drive to the city where he had his very
lucrative law practice. When they had been dating in college,
Susan had had starry-eyed dreams of being married to a powerful
political figure, or an astute and brilliant corporate attorney.
Even a dynamic prosecutor who sent the bad guys to prison on a
regular basis would have been exciting. Instead, Milton was a
divorce and civil litigation attorney, albeit a highly skilled
one, much in demand, and consequently very, very rich. That was
the reason they lived 30 miles from the city in the deeply wooded
and very expensive Brentwood Oaks addition. There wasn't a home
in the addition that had a price tag of under $750,000, and most,
including theirs, were in the millions.
Now alone in their "empty nest" mansion, Susan sipped coffee
from a china cup. She stared at the cup for a moment wondering
how much it cost... probably $25 or more, she thought. At the
moment, the dining room table was covered with papers, deeds,
bank account statements, reports of stock holdings and retirement
accounts. In another stack, the assessments of their various
properties that she had commissioned waited for her attention.
She also had the ledgers containing the information of all their
joint off-shore accounts containing money that had not been
reported to the IRS.
She spent the entire morning going over all the information and
making careful notes. Halfway through, she had had to stop to
make a second pot of coffee. By 11:30 AM, she had finished. Her
notes showed that she and Milton were worth something in the
neighborhood of $18 to $20 million. Even discounting all the
money in the off shore accounts, there was still $16 to $18
million, most of which was after-tax money, free and clear. In
addition to those savings and investments, there was also Milt's
income from his legal practice which the previous year had
exceeded $500,000.
Susan had to grin when she thought about the fact that Milt
always advised his clients to have pre-nuptial agreements that
protected each party, but he had neglected that practice when he
asked Susan to marry him. "Such is the power of a woman's
pussy," she thought with more than just a little satisfaction.
Although Susan had no intention of divorcing Milton after 18
years of marriage, it was a satisfying thought that if he ever
decided that he would like a divorce, she was certain to end up
with at least half of their net worth... or $8 to $10 million...
since there was no pre-nup in force and this was a no-fault
state.
In addition, since she had no income of her own, there would be
alimony to maintain "the lifestyle to which she had been
accustomed" to use the legal terminology. Her attorney had
indicated that a court would probably award her between $10,000
to $15,000 per month based on Milton's income.
With money matters well in hand, Susan replaced all the
documents in their original folders and locked them in their
hidden built-in safe.
After fixing herself a light snack for lunch, she reflected on
the last 18 years. She had been 18 when she married Milt. He
had dated her several times until they were petting heavily
giving manual and oral sex to each other. Milton had been wild
to fuck her, of course, and never let a date go by without trying
to pressure Susan into spreading her legs. Finally, she gave in
assuming that he would wear a condom. He didn't, and a month
later, she was pregnant with Joanne. Milton did the proper thing
by asking her to marry him, so... at the tender age of 18... she
had become Mrs. Milton Morell six months later. At the time of
her their wedding, only the high school quarterback, her music
teacher, and Milton had fucked the sexy beauty.
"Jesus! Eighteen fucking years spent raising Joanne and Cory,"
Susan said aloud to herself. "How many miles have I driven
taking the two of them to their private academy, to soccer
practice, to football... baseball... dancing ... swimming
practice and god knows how many other activities. How many times
have I had to give up what I wanted to do to provide what Milt,
Joanne, and Cory wanted? I wanted to travel... we never could
because of the children and Milt wanting to make more and more
money even though we already had more than we would ever spend.
I wanted to enjoy an exotic lifestyle with exotic, exciting
friends... instead, we hardly ever went to a party or even went
out for the evening. Milt didn't trust babysitters... so guess
who got assigned that duty. SHIT!"
When her thoughts turned from the activities she had never
gotten to enjoy to herself and her appearance, she got even more
depressed and angry. Looking in her full-length mirror, she said
with disgust, "Look at that fat sow! Big fat ass. A roll of fat
around my middle. And my tits ... saggy, unattractive. Grossly
overweight. Disgusting!" She stepped on the scale and groaned
with she saw the dial rapidly rotate and finally stop at 162 lbs.
"Christ, 5' 2" and 162 lbs! I could play linebacker on a
football team."
Susan was fully aware of what her problem was. With all the
chores and work she had to do for Milt, Joanne, and Cory, she
never got do anything she enjoyed. Consequently, she was always
depressed. Some women took to drink in such a situation and
became drunks. Others took drugs and became addicts. She ate
all the time and became a fat, unattractive sow. When she had
looked reasonably good during the first five years of their
marriage, Milton was never too busy to fuck her. Sex was a
nearly everyday occurrence, and it occurred in hot, erotic, and
spontaneous ways that she loved. After she started gaining
weight, he had fucked her only two or three times a week. That
decreased to once a week when her weight increased still further.
As she became more and more irritable, sex became a once-a-month
thing.
As she considered the situation objectively, it became obvious
to her that Milt was fucking other women. He had always been hot
for sex. There was no way he was going to be satisfied with
once-a-month pussy. She wondered if he were banging his
secretary or some of his female clients. There was no way to be
certain. But it was certain that he was getting into other
pussies than hers.
"I don't just fucking don't believe this," Susan moaned. I'm
36 years old and I've only been fucked by three men other than
Milt, and two of those guys were when I was in high school. That
sexy quarterback, Jerry, fucked me three times before he moved on
to a fresh pussy, Mr. Hastings screwed me twice during my music
lessons before he got nervous about being caught, and then I had
the affair with Mark. And that's the entire sexual history for
Susan Morell! That's just pathetic!" she screamed to no one but
herself.
Walking into her bedroom, she again looked at her image in the
large mirror on the closet door. Without hesitating, Susan
pulled off her white dress, unhooked her bra, and let it drop to
the floor. Staring at her now naked breasts, she shook her head.
"God! They're even worse than I thought... saggy, no
definition, no sexy shape."
Determine to assess the entire package, she jerked her panties
down her thighs and kicked them into the corner. Her turned
sideways and saw to her dismay that her stomach bulged outward.
Her thighs were too thick. Taking a hand mirror off her dresser,
she knelt on her knees, ass toward the mirror, and examined her
butt. She liked what she saw, but it needed more shape... needed
to be more of a bubble butt that men liked. Nevertheless, her
ass was a plus.
Reaching back, she pulled herself open with one hand while
holding the mirror with the other. Checking out her pussy, she
decided that was a plus as well. It looked tight... which wasn't
at all surprising considering how little Milt used it. The only
negative about her ass and cunt was the excess of pubic hair.
"That won't be much of a problem to fix," she said aloud,
grinning as she said it.
Finally, Susan sat down on the floor, leaned back while
supporting herself with one hand. She pulled her shoulders back
and thrust her tits forward. Checking out her image, she decided
that while her belly and thighs were too fat and her tits too
saggy and shapeless, she still had a hot look. Even the way she
looked, Susan was certain that a lot of men would enjoy fucking
her.
Even so, a lot of changes needed to be made.
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The Butterfly Emerges:
Cory received a full scholarship to an out-of-state university
and Joanne was getting her degree in Spanish at a university in
Madrid. With the children gone and Milt working 12 hours a day
making more money, Susan had ample opportunity to go to the gym
and spa. Since money was not a problem, she joined a club that
provided extensive facilities and professional-level training.
She threw herself into the exercise-fitness program with a
vengeance.
At the same time, she retained the services of a professional
dietician. To say that she adhered rigorously to her diet would
have been an understatement. At first it was difficult, but
after several weeks, she found herself loving the tasty dishes
suggested by her dietician and no longer felt any desire to stuff
on high-calorie foods like cake, pies, potatoes and gravy, and
meats covered with rich sauces.
She joined an aerobics class to improve her stamina and tone
her muscles. As the weeks passed, the weight lifting, exercises,
swimming, aerobics, and the diet were rapidly transforming her
body.
To keep Milt in the dark about her activities, she wore only
baggy clothing when he was home. Since this had been her usual
attire for years, he noticed nothing unusual. On the one or two
times a month that he suggested sex, she always accommodated him,
but again following her usual practice when he fucked her, all
the lights were out in the bedroom except a couple of small night
lights. Again, her husband noticed nothing.
At the end of six months having shed 37 lbs, Susan was down to
125. Her muscles were toned, her belly hard, her thighs firm.
Unfortunately, all the exercise in the world couldn't remove the
saggy skin that had been stretched by all the fat. Nor could
they do much to turn her saggy tits into something men would get
hard over. Her ass was no longer fat, but it didn't have the
sensuous shape she desired. In addition, the small lines in her
face and the sagging skin from the layers of fat that used to be
underneath made her look even older than her 36 years. It was
time for the next step.
At dinner one evening, Susan put the next step into operation.
"Honey," she said to her husband who was busy working on his
prime rib, "would you mind if I booked several travel tours so I
can see Europe. Joanne has been urging me to do it. I would be
gone about three months. I really need the rest and change after
18 years of taking care of our children."
"You plan on touring Europe alone?"
"No, of course not. That would be far too dangerous. I have
already checked various tours. I thought I would take one
through Spain and France. And then in Paris, join another one
that tours sites in Germany and Austria. From Frankfort, there's
a tour going through Denmark, Finland, Sweden, and Norway.
Finally, in Oslo, I'll join one that journeys through Bulgaria,
Romania, Greece and ends in Rome. I'll fly home from Rome. Can
I go? Please?"
"That sounds marvelous. Of course you can go. But I expect
you to call daily so I won't worry."
"I'll be certain to call your cell everyday... but don't go
nuts if I happen to forget one or two days. Thank you, Darling.
You're a real prince."
Of course, I had no intention of touring Europe or any other
place. I did intend to spend three months under the scalpel of
the best cosmetic surgeon in the country. He was the same
surgeon who worked on the most glamorous movie stars when they
needed facelifts, tummy tucks, skin scrapes, and most
importantly, breasts, thigh, and butt enhancements. The cost
would be more than the "tours" I was supposed to be taking, but
with the account numbers of the all the off-shore accounts, money
was not going to be a problem.
In fact, I had already discussed the procedures with my
surgeon, and when I offered to pay for all procedures up-front,
in cash with no receipts required if he would give me a reduced
price equal to half of the taxes he would be saving, Dr. Jim
Hanson smiled and said, "I think we can do business, Mrs.
Morell."
Ten days later, I was in the hospital waiting for the initial
surgery, a tummy tuck and an A & P (anterior/posterior)
tightening and repair of the vaginal canal and associated muscles
to repair the damage done by having had two children. Recovery
took about two weeks. Since no one was fucking me, there was no
disgusted male around to gripe about the having to abstain from
sex because of the A&P procedure. The surgery was amazing.
Except for a very thin red line, there was no scaring at all from
the tummy tuck. I was assured that even that red line would be
gone in a couple of months.
These procedures were followed in rapid succession by a face
lift and skin scraping. The effects on my appearance were
fantastic. My surgeon also reshaped my nose and jaw line to
enhance the beauty of my face. Initially, I had planned on some
liposuction, but with my new weight and body tone, that was
unnecessary.
In between the surgeries, I took care of other items. I had a
new long hairdo and had myself made into a platinum blonde. I
also had my all my pubic hair removed, nails and toenails done,
and finally I had my navel pierced and a sexy rhinestone babble
inserted and had two small studs placed in the lips of my pussy.
I thought about having a clit ring inserted, but chickened out.
The best part was that the piercings were free... didn't cost
me a penny. The technician doing the piercings had gotten so
hard looking at my hot cunt, he offered to forget about the fee
if I would let him fuck me. I agreed on the condition that he
use a condom. He had his pants off rolling on the condom in
record time. The thought of essentially being a whore had me so
excited that I came within a minute after the guy started fucking
me. I came twice more before he filled the condom. It was so
much fun and so erotically dirty, that I thought I really should
be paying him... but of course, I didn't tell him that. When I
left, I was glowing with the thought that my pussy had finally
enjoyed cock Number 5.
After all those changes, I didn't even recognize myself in the
mirror so I knew there was no way Milt would. I would have to
convince him that it was really me. With all I knew about our
private situation, I knew that wouldn't present any real
difficulties.
Finally, the breast enlargements and reshaping were done in two
stages. At the same time, implants were done on my buttocks to
round my ass and give it a far more alluring, sensuous
appearance.
At the end of the second month, my 32B tits had been
transformed into 34C, and my ass looked fantastic. When I was
alone, I loved to practice swinging my ass as I walked... bending
over to show it off... that sort of thing. When I did this, I
always got so hot, I had to masturbate. Once, when I was on the
bed with my legs wide open and my fingers working in and out of
my cunt while my thumb stroked my clit, my nurse walked in on me.
Desperately, I tried to cover my naked body. When I couldn't
and saw her staring right at my exposed pussy, I started moaning,
"My god! My god! My god!" over and over in acute
embarrassment. The blonde nurse, who was about 35, came over and
whispered, "Be quiet, Honey. Don't be embarrassed. I do this
all the time, and you have an absolutely gorgeous body. Do you
mind if I finish the job for you? I'm Nora, and you'll love the
way I do you."
She didn't bother waiting for an answer as her fingers replaced
mine... stroking slowly, but firmly, up and down my pulsing sex
slit. Then Nora slipped her fingers into my hot very tight hole
and finger fucked me until my hips were thrusting wildly. When
she moved her fingers onto my clit, I had an intense orgasm as my
hips arched high in the air and hung there letting her bring me
off several times in succession.
After Nora had my pussy gushing and my clitoris dancing in and
out of its protective hood, she went down on me and brought me
off with her mouth twice. When she finally stopped, I was
totally wasted.
"Oh my god.... that was out of this world," I hissed in hot
female pleasure. "Lock the door and get on the bed. I want to
do you, Nora."
"I'm the night nurse, Honey. You can do me tomorrow night.
I'll bring some of my toys and we can do each other. How long
are you going to be here?"
"I'll be in and out for another month or so."
"OH YES! We are going to have a lot of fun!"
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After the second stage of breasts implants was done, my 34C
tits had become luscious 36DDs. They were not only big, they
were firm and incredibly shapely. I had been worried about them
being hard and not feeling natural. My worries were pointless.
As Dr. Hanson explained, "Do you think for a moment all the
Hollywood stars would tolerate hard tits... they want them big,
shapely, soft, alluring, and sexy. Just like yours are now."
I was so thrilled by what he had said coupled with the fact
that I hadn't had a cock in my pussy for months, I just
spontaneously asked him, "Would you like to fuck me? I'd love it
and never tell anyone."
"I'd love it too, but only once. When every thing is done, the
night before you leave, I'll fuck your brains out if the offer is
still good."
"It's good anytime... right now... again tomorrow... whenever
you want me. You can fuck me anytime, Jim."
"If I'm going to be fucking you, Susan, perhaps you could call
me Jim?"
I opened my legs, pulled my panties aside exposing my now tight
pussy, and hissed, "Get on me, Jim. Get in me. Stick your cock
in me, Jim. Right now. Any time. I'm always available to you."
Jim locked the door, stripped quickly, and mounted me right on
his examination table. It was deliciously wicked. I came the
instant he put his cock into me. And I didn't stop cumming until
he filled my hot hole with his load. Afterwards, I was glowing
with female pleasure from the thought I had just been thoroughly
fucked by cock Number 6.
He didn't even get soft inside me while we rested. Again and
again, his dick throbbed inside my pussy as I squeezed his cock
with my vaginal muscles.
"UUmmmmm I did one hell of a job tightening those muscles for
you, Susan. Your pussy is really milking me. Oh shit! You sexy
hot Bitch. I've got to fuck you again... Right now!"
"Why do you think I've been squeezing your cock, Lover. Fuck
me again. Hard!"
"Doggie this time, Susan. I want to really ram you."
"AAAWWWWW FUCK YES! GIVE IT TO ME!" I howled as Jim got me
onto my knees, pushed my head down, and nailed his rampant cock
back into my cunt. This time, he fucked me for a long time
before cumming inside me a second time. I exploded three more
times before he finished.
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"Cum for me, you hot slut," Nora hissed as she thrust the thick
vibrator in and out of my convulsing pussy. She had me on a
table working the big vibe in me as I moaned in hot pleasure.
Every time I humped against the vibe, my big tits bounced back
and forth. I loved it. I came again moaning deep in my throat
as the hot spasms surged through me.
My clitoris was still contracting spastically when Nora clamped
her lips and mouth over the throbbing organ. She suctioned it
into her mouth, flicking her tongue rapidly over the ultra
sensitive tip and sliding the flat of her tongue up and down the
pulsing shaft. My ass rose a foot off the bed and humped
uncontrollably. In just minutes, she brought me to another
screaming orgasm.
"Let me do it to you," I begged even while my pussy was still
contracting and pulsing in the midst of the intense orgasm Nora
had given me.
"Not until you cum again, you hot bitch," she grinned as she
shoved the vibe back inside my throbbing hole. Finally, she
pulled it out and pressed it against my clitoris. Juices gushed
out of my convulsing vagina in a hard shuddering orgasm.
I felt like a totally different, highly sensual, and highly
sexed woman. Jim had quickly changed his mind about screwing me
only on the night before I left. He was now fucking me
regularly... hammering my excited cunt the way it's supposed to
be hammered by a hot stud lover.
Nora hardly ever missed an evening when I was in the hospital
recovering from some surgery. She was my first female lover, and
she was fantastic! I loved making her pussy explode just as much
as I liked her doing me. We even had a threesome with a young
male nurse. He fucked both us several times that night. It was
my seventh cock.
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After three and a half months, every thing was complete. I had
continued to diet and exercise during the procedures and now the
scales read a sexy, hot 115. Jim told me that the scales would
have read 110 except for my sexy bubble ass and big tits that he
had given me. The extra five pounds were worth their weight in
gold to me.
On Monday of the week I was to return home on Friday, I told
Nora to clear her schedule for Tuesday evening because she was
going to be my sex slave for the entire night. All she said in
response was, "Oh my god!" Her hand was pressed against her
pussy when she said it.
I got to her apartment at 7:30 PM Tuesday evening and rang the
doorbell. She answered immediately, her excitement obvious. The
front door wasn't even closed when I took her in my arms and
kissed her hard... deep... passionately. She was moaning softly
during the kiss. Her moans increased in volume and frequency
when my hands cupped her tits and began squeezing her nipples.
I was breathing deeply when I finally moved my lips away from
hers. Nora was panting with excitement.
"Take out your tits, Nora. Right now," I ordered.
As her fingers worked frantically at the buttons of her blouse,
she was gasping, "Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!" over and over. She
had both tits out in less than 30 seconds and a moment after that
was naked to the waist. Both nipples were hard and erect. Both
were swollen with her mounting passion.
I squeezed both nipples between my fingers. She hissed with
pleasure. I squeezed harder... harder... sending delicious waves
of pain through her body. She was writhing under my touch... her
shoulders pulled back to thrust her big tits into my hands. When
I switched from squeezing her nipples to pulling and twisting
them, she howled, "OOHHHHH GOD! THAT FEELS FANTASTIC! HURT ME,
SUSAN. PULL MY NIPPLES... TWIST THEM... AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH...
FUCKKKK!"
Each time I twisted Nora's nipples she groaned with her rising
passion. Soon, her cunt was gushing, her liquid heat streaming
down her thighs. Her hips were thrusting back and forth in
uncontrollable fuck motions. Turning her back toward me, I let
Nora lean against me for support when my hand descended down her
belly, over her mound, and into the wet folds of her sex.
"Please, Susan, please!"
"Please what, you hot Slut?"
"Yes... yess... I'm your slut... make your slut cum...
please... let your slut cum... I need it.... aaaahhhhhhhhhhhh....
that feels so damn good!"
The reason Nora was hissing like a nympho was the hot action of
my fingers on her erect and pulsing clitoris. I had it trapped
between my thumb and middle fingers ... slowly, I jacked her big
clit like I was masturbating a man. Up and down the shaft and
then over the sensitive tip. Her vagina was expanding and
contracting in spasms when she moaned in her first orgasm.
We quickly stripped each other right there in the living room
in front of the open windows. "Someone might see us," she gasped
once more beginning to throb around the three fingers I had just
plunged into her wet hole.
"Who might see us?" I whispered her ear.
"The guys who rent the house across the street."
"Are they home?"
"I don't know," Nora gasped.
"Let's find out." I moved her to the window with me still
behind her. When her tits were almost mashed against the window
pane, I braced myself against the back of a couch, pulled her
body back against mine again, and forced her legs apart. Nora's
tongue shot out and began flicking over her top lip at the same
time as her hands captured her tits and squeezed hard. I shoved
her legs wider and finger fucked with three fingers as she humped
wildly against me.
Reaching out, I pulled the curtains aside so that Nora was
completely exposed. "They can see me! They can see me!" she
hissed, her passion and excitement soaring higher and higher.
"Spread your legs wider, you hot Slut. Those guys want to see
me working your big clit."
Nora did spread her legs, but a moment later she surged into an
intense climax causing her legs to snap shut as her entire body
shuddered again and again. In the midst of her climax, I
whispered, "Look at the window on the right. The guy is watching
you with a pair of binoculars. He probably has them focused
right on your throbbing cunt, Nora."
"Oh god... oh god... he's going to want to fuck me."
"No... he's IS going to fuck you, Nora. A lot. Probably all
of those guys who live there are going to fuck you. Big hard
cocks fucking you... deep... making you cum."
"AAAGGAGGGGHHHHH!" she wailed in another hard orgasm.
Shoving her onto floor right in front of the window, I went
down on her pussy making certain to keep my ass up in the air
with my knees spread so the guy with the binoculars would get a
good view of both my ass and pussy. Nora came very quickly on
my tongue.
"Let's go to the bedroom, Nora. I'm going to fuck you."
"What? How?"
"Just get your hot ass into the bedroom, Nora." I gave her a
sharp slap on her sexy butt, and she hurried off the bedroom with
her big tits bouncing all the way there..
"Get on the bed, Slut. Legs up in the air, Honey. Spread.
You know the position. Take it! And keep your legs up and open
while I get ready to fuck you."
Nora's legs snapped up into the air instantly. She spread
herself putting her wet pussy on display for me. It was so
erotic, it was making my pussy gush with excitement. After
removing all my clothes, except my heels, I removed the strap-on
from the shopping bag I had brought with me. It was the hottest,
thickest one I could find in the adult book/video store I had
visited. Nora couldn't take her eyes off the thick plastic cock
that she knew would be shortly be buried deep inside her cunt.
"Ooohhhh god! I don't know if I can take that thing," she
whined.
"Shut up, Bitch, and keep your legs up and spread." She pulled
her legs even further apart.
Nora's eyes spread wide with anticipation as I lubed up the
thick phallus with several squirts of astroglide. I thought
about putting some on Nora's pussy, but she was already so wet,
it seemed pointless. Walking on my knees across the bed, I moved
between her gaping thighs. Her legs were now pointed straight
out to the same.
Moving forward, I swabbed the cock head up and down her slit
the way a man does before he fucks a woman. "OOOhhhh OOOHHH
OOOHHH! put it in! DAMN YOU! STICK IT IN MEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Nora screamed even louder when I thrust the thick shaft into
her waiting pussy. Her legs snapped outward. She pulled them
back, elevating her cunt for deeper penetration. I gave it to
her.
Even though I had no sensations from the plastic cock, it was
wild to be on top of Nora fucking her like this... watching the
thick shaft stretching her pussy open and then sinking out of
sight into her throbbing depths. No wonder men were all wild to
fuck women. It was really an incredibly sensation. If the dildo
had had nerve endings like a real cock, I would have been cumming
very quickly.
I could feel the dildo being jerked around as Nora's vagina
contracted hard around its shaft when her orgasm exploded. "Oh
you hot Bitch... you're making me cummmmmmm! Please... fuck me
harder... fuck me harder... deeper... ooohhhh give it to
meeeeeeeee!"
I lowered my body onto her, and she, in turn, wrapped her legs
about my hips and locked her ankles above my ass. I felt her
pulling me even deeper into her sex hole. "Fuck me, Susan...
Fuck me, hard!" she wailed as she came yet again.
When Nora's orgasm ebbed, I whispered, "We have time to fuck
once more. Keep your legs locked around my hips. I'm going to
pound your ass deep into the mattress."
"What's the time limit?" Nora gasped as I rammed her hard and
deep.
"Barry and Logan will be here in about 30 minutes... so we have
time to do it again."
"Who are Barry and Logan?" Nora asked, her body shuddering
harder just from asking the question.
"They're the two black studs I hired from the escort service to
come over here and service both of us." I felt Nora's body
convulse under me again when I told her she was going to get
black cock very soon.
"Which one gets me?" she moaned.
"They both get you... at least once each... maybe more. It's
up to them."
"What about you?"
"Same thing. One of them will fuck you first; the other one
will screw me. Then, they'll switch and keep it up all night,
Nora. Now, shut up and cum for me, Honey... Cum really hard and
bring me off right along with you."
Barry and Logan arrived on schedule. Finding two sexy, naked
women waiting for them, they got equally naked in record time. I
was pleased to see that the agency had honored my request for two
studs with big equipment. Barry's equipment was a thick 8 inches
or so. Logan's sex spike was bigger... maybe 9 inches and just
as thick.
"How do we do this?" Barry asked.
"You put the two of us side-by-side in the bed with our legs up
and each of you fucks one of us. Then, you switch and keep doing
it... switching whenever you want... until we've drained your
balls, Honey."
"That ain't gonna happen, you white, honky, bitch, Logan
assured me. We're gonna fuck you two sluts all night long... any
place we want... whenever we want."
Five minutes later, I was howling in the intense throes of a
black-cock induced orgasm as Logan slugged cock number 8 into me
in doggie position with my ass high in the air and my head
resting on the floor. His cock really stretched me out as he
fucked me hard and deep. It was just glorious.
Right beside me up on the bed, Nora was gasping and grunting as
Barry's hard, thick prick pumped in and out of her soaked pussy
in missionary position. The mattress springs were protesting
vigorously as he banged her like a hot whore.
Twenty minutes later, Barry and Logan switched cunt holes, and
I got cock number 9.
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I spent all of Thursday night in Jim's bed. Since he was
divorced, there was no wife to worry about. My plane didn't
depart until 10 AM Friday morning so there would be ample time to
dress, have some breakfast, and fuck again before Jim took me to
the airport.
As soon as Jim had seen his last patient, he picked me up at my
hotel and took me to his spacious home. I didn't even make it
out of the car before Jim had me mounted on his cock being fucked
in reverse cowgirl position. Jim was so wild to get his cock
into my cunt, he didn't even take the time to strip either
himself or me. He just pulled up my skirt, ripped off my
panties, and buried his iron-hard cock up my wet cunt.
"Oh yeah, you hot stud! Fucking me like this in the car like
some street hooker. You sexy Bastard! Give it to me! Fuck my
hot pussy, Baby," I moaned as Jim rammed his rod in and out of me
filling the car with the hot, squishing noises a cock always
makes when it's fucking a wet vagina.
"Oh shit! You're so damn beautiful and your cunt's so fucking
tight! Nobody's gonna be able to last long inside you, Susan."
"OH! OH! OH! OH! PUMP ME... DON'T LAST IN ME... FUCK ME FULL
OF HOT JISM, STUD. CUM INSIDE MY TIGHT CUNT HOLE!" I howled in
helpless passion.
Like he had said, there was no way Jim could control his
orgasm. It was like a dam bursting when I felt his load shooting
into me. He grunted like a bull every time his buttocks clenched
and pumped another stream of semen into my hot hole.
When our orgasms had ebbed, we cuddled and kissed passionately
on the front seat of his car, his cock still deep inside my
pussy. Gradually, my lover began to strip me. The first thing
to go was my blouse. Then my bra followed allowing new, big,
beautiful 36DD cannons to swing freely in the air. Jim sucked
both nipples, one after the other, until both nipples were
swollen and throbbing. I was now groaning with the sensations
his lips were producing.
Since he had ripped off my panties, all that was left was my
skirt. He unzipped the skirt and had me lift my body off his
cock, which was now almost fully erect again. I kept my butt up
in the air allowing him to remove my skirt leaving me naked,
except for my heels.
Once I was naked, Jim got out car, walked around to the
passenger side, and opened the door for me. He hadn't pulled
into his garage so when I got out, I would be standing in his
front yard totally naked. "Are you sure you want me to get out
like this? Your neighbors might see."
"I want them to see the beautiful woman I'm going to have in my
bed tonight. Does it bother you?"
"Oh hell NO! I love showing off my body now. I get hot...
really hot when I do it." I slid out of car making certain to
open my legs as I did so. I held the position long enough to
allow Jim a good view of my now open cunt with his thick cum
seeping out.
Before going into the house, Jim led me all around the grounds
showing me the garden, the flowers, the fountain, and in back the
swimming pool and bathhouse. He had me walking around his house
naked for almost a half hour in broad daylight. Of course, I
took every opportunity to bend over so any man watching would
have a great view of my ass and my cunt.
After a half hour of exhibiting myself, I was trembling in
sexual heat. God knows how many men had seen my naked tits
bouncing, my hot ass, and my wet cunt. I wondered if they were
watching me right now... jacking off. The sensuous thoughts were
sending waves of desire through my enflamed pussy.
We were standing in the pool area when I couldn't stand it any
longer. "Jim, I need to be fucked again. Right now! Right here
on that mat. Either lie down and let me ride your cock or put me
on that mat and ride me. Please! I want your friends to see you
using me... using my cunt."
I didn't have to ask this sexy stud twice. He led me over to a
mat beside the pool and said, "Let's do it both ways, Susan. You
ride me first... then I'll put you on your back and fuck your hot
ass off, you hot-cunted bitch."
The hot masculine authority in Jim's voice was almost enough by
itself to make me cum. Jim quickly stripped himself and laid
down on the mat, his cock a rigid, steel-hard shaft sticking
straight up in the air. My pussy just creamed from looking at
it.
I just had to suck that beautiful cock first before I mounted
it. Lying across Jim's body, I wrapped my hand around the base
of his throbbing shaft and licked the head.
"AAAHHHHHH FUCK!" he moaned.
I licked it again bringing a deeper moan. Letting my tongue
explore up and down its entire pulsing length produced a series
of deep masculine grunts and upward thrusts. Slowly, I licked my
way back up his jerking dick to the swollen, engorged, purple
head. Precum seeped from the tip. I licked it off and swallowed
it.
"OOOHHHHHHHH shit... suck meeeeeeee, PLEASE!" he begged.
I made him wait by first pushing the tip of my tongue into the
cock ridge at the base of his big helmet. I flicked my tongue
over it... then moved it around and around the ridge circling his
entire shaft. His dick began to jerk in spastic contractions.
"UGH! UGH! UGH! OH SHIT! PLEASE... PUT IT IN YOUR MOUTH,
SUSAN... PLEASE!!"
"You just said the magic word, Lover." I lowered my head and
took fives inches of his throbbing shaft into my mouth. He
grabbed my head in his hands and rammed it down his shaft. The
cock head rocketed inward and quickly disappeared down my throat.
Now it was my turn to grunt as my hot stud mouth fucked me.
He pumped me hard... deep. Salvia ran from my tightly plugged
mouth down his shaft. After five minutes of deep throating his
cock, Jim's balls were covered with my saliva and a long strand
was swinging from my chin. "Oh shit," he groaned as he jerked my
mouth off his pulsing organ.
"You can pump the load into my mouth if you want to, Jim," I
hissed seductively.
"I don't want to shoot in your mouth, Susan. I want your hot,
delicious pussy."
"Then I guess I better get on you, Stud. Lay back, Baby...
Your hot slut's pussy is going to suck the cum right out of your
balls."
Straddling Jim's hips, I guided his throbbing shaft to my
opening, worked the big head inside, and rammed my ass down hard.
He sank all the way into me immediately. After that first
thrust, we frantically fucked each other. I rammed my cunt
downward on his cock... he held my hips and thrust upward making
the big cock head thud hard against my cervix.
The poor guy tried his best to hold back his orgasm, but with
my tight pussy squeezing him and both of us fucking our organs
together in a hot frenzy of motion, he had no chance in hell.
"AAAWWWWWAAAA... CUMMING! CAN'T HOLD IT... TAKE IT, SUSAN.
TAKE MY LOAD, HONEY!"
I felt his cock contracting... throbbing... shooting inside me.
The thick semen pooled against my cervix but the hard thrusts of
his shaft squeezed it up my channel until it spurted out and
drenched both of us.
"YES! YES! LIKE THAT... SHOOT IT IN ME, LOVER. FUCK ME FULL
OF YOUR HOT LOAD, BABY. PUMP ME! BREED ME!" I howled as my
vagina erupted again and again, throbbing and pulsing about the
thick male piston planted deep inside my convulsing hole.
When his cock finally stopped throbbing, I fell forward over
Jim's chest mashing my tits against him. I gave the poor guy a
minute or so to rest before I began to move my tits over his
chest and squeeze his now soft cock with my vaginal muscles.
At just that moment, I noticed a man standing just on the other
side of the fence watching as we fucked. He had his cock out
jacking off. I couldn't tell how big he was, but he was
certainly hard.
"Your neighbor is watching you fuck me, Honey. He's right on
the other side of the fence watching and jacking off."
"Do you want to stop and go inside?"
"Of course not! That would be mean. We've gotten him hot and
hard. The least we can do is let him finish. You said you were
going to put me on my back and fuck me. Are you?"
"Hell yes. Just as soon as I get hard again."
"MMMmmmm... from the feel of your cock inside me, I don't think
that's going to be very long... Jim... this time when you screw
me, turn me so that your neighbor can see your big cock fucking
in and out of my cunt."
I felt Jim's cock lurch and get harder inside me when I said
that. "You hot Slut! I love you. Is there any chance you'll
divorce your lawyer husband who never fucks you and come to
California and marry me... or at least live with me if you don't
want to marry me?"
"Maybe, Lover, Maybe. If Milt doesn't change his ways, he's
going to be history very soon."
"If that happens, will you come back to me?"
"It depends."
"On what?"
"On your attitude toward sex. If you want a monogamous,
faithful wife, forget it. If you would be happy being married to
a beautiful, hot slut who likes sexual variety, I'll be back.
Could you handle being married to a slut?"
"If the slut was you, absolutely!"
"Then, it might happen. MMMMmmmmm... you're hard again... big
and hard. Put your slut on her back and fuck her brains out,
Lover. But be certain that you fuck me so your friend can see
your cock sinking into me, Lover."
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Homecoming:
My plane from California arrived at 7:30 PM Friday evening, but
since I had told Milt that I wouldn't be home until the following
week, there was no one to meet me at the airport... exactly as I
had planned it.
For the occasion, I had worn a tight green pullover top with a
cream-colored bra beneath. The top hugged me like a second skin.
Its V-neck exposed a lot of my tits and some of the bra. Below,
I wore a pair of tight, cut-off jeans that exposed some of my ass
cheeks in back and did an excellent job of hugging my pussy. If
I had not removed my pubic hair, it might have been visible above
the top of the short shorts. Of course, I wore hot heels.
As soon as I arrived at the taxi stand carrying my suitcase,
the driver jumped out to assist me. It was obvious he was far
more interested in checking out my tits and legs than in helping
me with my suitcase, which was exactly the way I wanted it.
When he tried to take the case, I smiled and said, "Just open
the trunk, Honey, and I can manage this just fine." He nodded
and popped open the trunk.
Bending at the waist, I took my time putting the suitcase
inside. After it was in, I decided that it wasn't quite
positioned correctly. I bent over even further so that my head
was actually inside the trunk and made some meaningless
adjustments. I could feel the crotch of the tight shorts sinking
into my ass crack and the material pulling away from my buttocks.
I wondered... I hoped... that the driver could see the outline
of my slit.
When I again stood up, I saw that my driver's cock was also
standing up and tenting his pants. I flushed with hot pleasure.
I gave the driver the address and got into the back of his cab.
After starting the car, I noticed the driver adjusting his rear
view mirror, presumably for safety, but in reality so he could
see me. Since it was summer and still bright daylight even at
7:45 PM, I was certain the view in his mirror would be just
great.
It was a 30 minute drive, and I intended to make the most of
the time. We had not even left the airport grounds when I had my
top pulled down enough to show the tops of my nipples. In the
driver's mirror, I could see the driver's eyes locked onto my
tits.
"I've just come back from California."
"Great. Hope you had a wonderful time out there."
"Oh I did. I had a boob job done and some other cosmetic
things. I was 32B... now I'm 36DD. You've been checking them
out ever since I walked up to your cab. Well? What do you
think? Did the surgeon deserve the fortune I paid him?"
The driver didn't seemed surprised at my blunt, forward
statement. He just grinned. "They look great! Incredibly sexy.
Of course... it's sort of hard to tell... you know... all
covered up like they are."
Now it was my turn to grin. I had always been amazed and
envious at the power women with big tits had over men... at the
way they could control them. Now that this power was mine, I
fully understood how awesomely exciting that was for a woman.
Just make a suggestion... push the driver's buttons a little, and
he responded exactly as I had intended him to... basically
begging me to expose my tits for him.
"I suppose that's right. Maybe I could let you see them so you
could tell me if I paid the doctor too much."
"Pull your top down, Honey, and Fred will give an expert
opinion." I realized he had slowed the cab to give us more time.
"All right. I suppose it would be all right." I moved into
the best possible position so that every thing would show in his
mirror and slowly extracted both of my tits from my top. When
the material was bunched beneath them, both globes were forced up
and out so that they looked even bigger than their 36DD size
suggested.
"Oh hell Yes! Whatever you paid that doctor, Honey, it was
worth every cent. Your tits are gorgeous... totally cock
hardening!"
"Really?"
"Lean over the seat and feel for yourself. I'm hard as stone
now."
"Oh god!" I moaned without realizing that my excitement was
turning control over to Fred.
"What's your name, Beautiful?
"Susan," I said in a whisper. My breathing had gotten
deeper... much deeper... causing my tits to heave each time I
sucked in a breath.
"Well, Susan, you mentioned that you had had some other
cosmetic stuff done. Tell me about it."
"It was just some minor cosmetic stuff," I said trying to
regain control.
"Bull Shit, Susan. I noticed when you leaned way over
adjusting the suitcase that didn't need any adjustment. You just
wanted me to see your awesome ass. I don't blame you a bit.
It's a to-die-for ass... and asses like yours don't come
naturally to but one woman in a million. I doubt that you're
that one in a million. You had implants done on your ass to
flesh it out so men would get hard looking at you... either from
the front or from the back. Isn't that right, Susan?"
My vagina was now beginning to throb. It had been wet when I
got into the cab. It was now fast approaching swamp stage.
"Yes," I moaned.
"Yes what, Susan?"
"Yes, I had implants to shape my ass so it would turn men on.
Did I get my money's worth?"
"Not sure. Show it to me. Naked this time."
My fingers were trembling when I unsnapped my shorts. When I
had them completely open in front, I turned my back to Fred, bent
over to thrust my ass toward him, and pulled the shorts all the
way down to my thighs. "Well," I asked almost afraid to hear
what this obviously very experienced man had to say about my ass.
"Damn! Susan. I've never seen a woman as sexy and as sensuous
as you."
"Have you had a lot of women? Do women often come onto you
like this when they're in your cab?"
"The answer is yes... I've had a lot of women and yes, they
often come on to me when they're alone with me in the cab. But
very, very few have been any where nearly as gorgeous and sexy as
you... But what the hell... pussy is pussy. Whether they're
gorgeous, attractive, average, plain, or ugly, they all moan and
squeal the same way when they feel an 8-inch cock going into
their cunts."
"Eight inches?!" I heard myself gasp.
"At least. And you'll moan and squeal just like the rest when
it goes into you."
"Oohhhh god!"
"What else did you have done in California... and don't tell me
that's it."
"My pussy... I had my pussy fixed."
"Really? Haven't heard of that. How?"
"I had an A&P done. That stands for anterior/posterior. The
surgeon goes into the vagina and tightens and repairs all the
damage done by childbirth."
"So now you're tight as a virgin?"
"Pretty close, I think."
"How do you know? The surgeon fuck you?"
"Yes."
"Often?"
"Yes."
"How many times?"
"Not sure. About 25 times, I think."
"Busy man. And he told you it was tight, huh? How do you know
he wasn't just giving himself a big thumbs up for a good job?"
"Because he couldn't last very long inside me. Fortunately, he
could get it up again pretty quickly."
"Is that it for the pussy?"
"No."
"Finish the story."
"I had my pubic hair removed and two studs put into the lips of
my pussy."
"Fucking hot! Show me your cunt. Now."
Turning onto my side and pulling my thighs back, I posed
obscenely for him... my pussy in full view. I even ran my finger
up and down my wet slit, separating it so he could see my
engorged, erect, and slowly throbbing clitoris.
Fred checked out my throbbing hole for several minutes, slowed
the cab, and turned into a large parking garage.
"Where are going?" I asked even though I knew the answer.
"Top floor. No one here this time of day. We won't be
bothered. You're going to suck my cock... I'm going to make you
cum with my tongue several times, and then I'm going to fuck
you... see if you moan and squeal like the other women when my
dick goes into you."
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Fred's cock was every bit of 8 inches and thick... so fucking
thick. I was managing to suck seven inches of shaft into my
throat, but he demanded I suck in the last inch. I had to work
for at least five minutes to work in the last inch, but finally
his balls were against my chin every time my mouth descended down
his hard fuck stick.
"Damn, Susan. You're not only gorgeous... you give fantastic
head. Unbelievable!"
I pulled my mouth off his throbbing dick so I could answer.
"You can cum in my mouth if you like. I promise to swallow every
drop and keep sucking until you're hard again and ready to fuck
me."
For an answer, Fred held the back and of my head and rammed it
all the way down his cock again and again, each time his balls
bounced off my chin. I felt his rod swelling... jerking...
expanding. His buttocks clenched hard and a huge, thick stream
of cum fired into my gullet and poured downward into my belly.
True to my promise, I didn't miss a drop.
I continued to suck like I had promised for another 10 minutes.
After seven or eight minutes, Fred was again rock hard, but he
continued to mouth fuck me for another several minutes before
pulling out. He let me stare at his penis forcing me to imagine
how it was going to feel when he put it in my pussy. Then, he
pushed me backwards onto the seat, spread my legs, and rammed his
head into my waiting sex saddle.
"Ahhhhh... yessss... suck meeeeeeeeee, you hot Stud.
AAahhhhhhh.... more... more... oohhhh god... suck meeeee... gonna
cum... I'm fucking gonna cummmmmmmm... aaaahhhhhh... uunngghh...
yes.. yes ... yess... cummingggggggggg!!"
Fred continued to lick and suck on my pussy and clit until I
had cum three times. Each orgasm seemed harder and more intense
than the previous one. After the third climax, I was begging him
to fuck me.
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I was mounted on Fred with my back to his face. The confident
stud reclined on the hood of his cab and waited for me to fuck
myself on his huge, throbbing 8-inch sex spike. My cunt was open
and wet from my three hard climaxes. Lifting myself with my
legs, I grasped Fred's cock and centered the big head against my
opening. Slowly, I worked the head back and forth in my sex
trench getting it wet so it would be easier to get him into my
pussy
Finally, I had the big cock head inside my cunt hole. "Fuck
yourself on it, Susan!" came the order from behind me. Pushing
down with my hips, I felt the exquisite sensation of that big
male shaft stretching me open and fucking deep inside what had
previously been my husband's private pussy.
"OOOoouuuuuuuuuuu... AAAAHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"
I heard myself moan and then squeal loudly as the huge cock
stretched my vagina into a big round hole and then sank inward...
deeper and deeper. When the head thudded against my cervix, I
howled with hot female pleasure and began fucking my cunt wildly
up and down Fred's gorgeous, hot cock.
I couldn't get it deep enough... or hard enough. I exploded in
one orgasm after another as this hot stud plowed me. Finally, he
growled, "You're just too fucking hot, Susan, and that cunt of
yours is just too damn tight. Can't hold it... NO FUCKING WAY!
HERE CUMS THE LOAD, BABY. TAKE IT!!"
Gush after gush of Fred's sperm and semen poured into me...
pooled in the bottom of my vagina, bathed my womb, and then when
he pulled out of me, ran in huge streams out of my widely
stretched cunt and down the crack of my ass. Cock Number 10 had
screwed me so hard that my entire body was shuddering.
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Milton Meets his New Wife:
Our house was empty when I carried in my single suitcase. The
rest of my belongings and all the new hot outfits I had purchased
in California were being delivered UPS since there were far too
many to take on the plane.
Checking the time, I saw that it was already 10 PM and my hubby
was not yet home. I smiled wondering whose cunt he had his cock
in tonight. Most likely it was Darla's, his secretary. Several
of my friends had informed me during the past year that Milt was
banging her regularly at work, after work, and when he "out of
town on business". The "word" was that Darla's husband Larry was
a cuckold who enjoyed having his wife fuck other men. That
certainly made it very convenient for Milt.
But I knew that he had several angry, good-looking female
clients at the moment. Carol was divorcing her husband and Milt
almost always fucked his female clients who were getting a
divorce. So, there was a good possibility that he was screwing
her tonight in her house since she had kicked her husband out.
Of course, there was always Beverly... her so called best friend
who had been fucking her husband for years. She was amazed that
her husband David had never figured it out.
Susan fell asleep around midnight still trying to list all the
possible cunts her husband might have being screwing that
evening. The list was long, and she fell asleep before
completing it.
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Milt came home at 10:30 AM, Saturday morning, probably after
fucking the hot woman he was with the previous evening once or
twice more. I was sitting in the den wearing an attractive new,
but conservative, dress when he walked in. The only expression
on his face was shock at seeing a stranger sitting calmly in his
house, a beautiful stranger perhaps, but a stranger nonetheless.
He recovered quickly and asked, "How did you get in the house?
Who are you?"
I couldn't suppress my joy and laughter. He had heard that
laugh many, many times but couldn't place where. The only
expression on my husband's face was puzzlement. "Well, I got
into the house by using the same key I've been using for about 10
years now. Who am I? Oh come on, Darling. Don't you recognize
your own wife?" I started laughing again. I loved it... just
fucking loved it!
"Susan???" he stammered not believing his eyes.
"Of course, Darling. Susan. I admit I've lost a great deal of
weight over the past months, and the exercise regimen I've been
following has done wonders for my body. And, of course, there's
the new hair style and color. Do you like it? Don't you think
it's going to be fun to have a hot platinum blonde for your wife,
Honey?"
"I'm still not sure I'm convinced that you're Susan," Milt said
cautiously.
"Ok. Fair enough. I admit I look totally different. You
don't know yet just how different, but you will soon. Let me
convince you first then we can talk. We have two off shore
accounts in the Cayman Islands with money we haven't paid taxes
on. We have two children. Cory just graduated. You think I've
been on a series of tours in Europe for three months, but I
haven't been. Finally, you have a nice thick cock that's
slightly over seven inches in length. You give great head and
really know how to work a woman's G-spot. Convinced yet?"
"No? Ok. You're a lawyer. Your secretary is Darla whom
you've been fucking regularly for some time. My best friend is
Beverly and you've screwed her slutty cunt more times than you
can count. Whoops... I guess I shouldn't have laid that on you
without any warning. Now you're all defensive. Don't be, Milt.
I'm not going to file for divorce. I'll tell you one more thing
that will surely convince you."
"About 14 years ago, when Joanne was four and Cory was two, you
hired a private detective to spy on me because you thought our
next door neighbor, Mark Lansing, was fucking me. They watched
and followed Mark and me for weeks before reporting to you that I
wasn't having sex with Mark. Remember? You felt so badly about
not trusting me that you confessed, tearfully, and apologized.
Mark and his wife moved away a year later and the issue never
came up again. Now are you convinced?"
"Yes, I'm convinced, but you're drop-dead gorgeous! Just out
of this fucking world gorgeous!! How did you do it? Jesus.
Tell me later. Right now all I can think about is fucking you.
Let's go to bed."
"Oh damn, I love hearing you say that, Darling! That's exactly
what I've hoping you would say. But I'm not letting you fuck me
until we've had a long talk. After that, well... we'll see."
"All right, but SHIT! I'm so hard, it hurts."
"Before I continue telling you about what happened in
California over the last three months, Milt, I want to tell you
about Mark Lansing. Mark's job was high tech surveillance. You
two weren't very close so you never knew that. He's ten times
better than the detective agency you hired, and they hadn't been
on the job for a day before he knew what was happening. He met
me at Wallmarts and clued me in. After that, we stopped seeing
each other until after the agency had reported to you that
nothing was going on."
"My god! Then you were fucking him!"
"No. I wasn�t, Milt. I don't fuck men. Men fuck me! Mark was
fucking your wife... everyday... sometimes twice a day. It was
really hard stopping while the detective guys did their thing.
After that, we started screwing again, almost every day until he
moved away. He was one hot fuck, Honey. Not as good as you, but
you were gone to the city every day and I wanted cock in my
cunt."
My husband's face displayed a mixture of sexual excitement,
surprise, and anger. His ego was clearly suffering. "Shall I go
on?" I asked, "or do you want to put on your male macho act?" He
remained silent, so I continued.
"Now I want to tell you about the new me and what I've been
doing for the last three months. If you feel like you're going
to cum in your pants, tell me, and we'll take a break and have
some lunch."
I began to relate the events of the past three months. When I
told Milt about the A&P procedure and my new very, very tight
cunt, he actually trembled and had to press his thighs together
to suppress his ejaculation. God... this was ten times better
than I had imagined it might be!
As I described the face lift, skin scraping, and the reshaping
of my nose and jaw line, I stood up, turned my butt toward my
husband, and let my dress fall to the floor. My now shapely ass
thrust out toward him, and my new, big, luscious tits were
obvious even though they were still hidden by my bra.
"Jesus! STOP! STOP! I need that lunch break or I blow a huge
load. Put on a robe. FUCK! You're out of this world fantastic.
Please. I can't get through this without cumming unless you let
me fuck you!"
"Doesn't my stud husband have more will power than that? Or is
he a jack rabbit high school boy who can't control his orgasms?"
"You're right. I'm sorry. It won't happen again. Forget
lunch. I can't wait to hear every thing."
Next, I told Milt about the new hairdo and becoming a platinum
blonde, having my pubic hair removed, my navel pierced and two
studs put into the lips of my pussy. That almost did him in. He
was sweating with sexual excitement. His erection was stretching
his pants into a huge bulge. I was certain that in all the years
we had been together, he had never been this hard. It was
obvious that he was about to shoot off in his pants so I took
pity on him.
"Take out your cock, but don't stroke it."
He unzipped and it just seemed to burst out of his pants. His
penis was rigid... absolutely rigid! The head was swollen bigger
than I had ever seen it. I knew Milt's cock was a little over 7
inches but it looked more like 8 inches now. I moved over and
knelt in front of his chair, his cock a few inches from my face.
I didn't touch it... at least not yet.
"Are you ready for me to continue my story?"
He was breathing hard. His cock was pulsing... throbbing. It
was making me feel more like a woman than I had ever felt before
in my life... even when men were fucking me. "Did you know that
the navel and pussy piercings were free?" I asked.
"Why was that?"
"Because the technician got so excited looking at your wife's
naked cunt, he told me he would waive the fee if I would let him
fuck me."
"Ooohhhh shit! OOOHHHH FUCK! WHAT DID YOU SAY?"
My husband's cock was nearing the detonation point where
nothing on the planet would stop his ejaculation. "I just laid
back on the table, spread my legs wide open, and told him to put
on a condom. He filled two condoms with huge loads, I came five
times, and there was no charge. Remember how he fucked me
whenever you see my pussy studs, Milt."
"OOOHHHHHHHHHH GOD... I CAN'T HOLD IT....OOOHHHHHHH...
OOOHHHHHHHH!!!"
Quickly, I leaned forward and engulfed his detonating cock with
my mouth. I only had suck and pump my lips up and down a few
times before his load roared into my mouth, filled it, and ran
out the corners forming huge cum ropes that dangled from my chin.
His cock throbbed again... and then again... shooting more cum
into my mouth. This time I swallowed his load. Finally, I
pushed his cock down my throat and let him shoot the rest of his
cum straight into my belly.
Standing up, I returned to my seat just across from Milt. His
load was still all over my lips and a strand hung from my chin.
As he watched, I scooped up the rest of his cum on my fingers and
then cleaned my fingers with my mouth. Milt's mouth was open in
amazement as he watched me doing that. His cock was also already
beginning to regain some life.
Before I continued, I spread my legs wide open. With my cunt
covered only by a small red thong, Milt could see the outline of
my sex slit through the nearly transparent material. He moaned,
"Oh god. Your cunt looks fabulous. I love it being shaved bare
like that... just fucking love it! I can't wait to go down on
that luscious pussy!"
"Patience, Honey, patience. You should be able to hold out
after that blowjob. But leave your cock out. I like looking at
it." That request got my husband slightly harder.
"The next items were the breast and ass implants. The
enlargement of my tits... they're now 36DD, Milt. Like them?...
anyway the enlargement was done in two stages. I had to stay in
the hospital some of the time. While there, I got turned on and
was masturbating in bed when this nurse, Nora, came in and caught
me. We ended up having a lesbian affair for two months.
Once more, Milt's mouth fell open in total shock. I didn't
give him any time to recover. "She was fantastic, Milt. Nora
did me on 15 or 20 different occasions, and I did her the same
way... fingers, vibrators, tongues, strap-ons, cunt-to-cunt
fucking... we did every thing two women can do together. We even
had a threesome with one of the young male nurses. He fucked
both us twice that night, and then banged us again the next
morning.
That revelation brought my husband's cock back to full
erection. He was throbbing again. "I've always wanted to see
you with another woman, but I knew you'd never do it, so I didn't
even bother to ask. I've never seen that."
"Why did you think I wouldn't do it? You never asked. In
fact, you've rarely asked me for any kind of sex for years. If
you want to see me making it with another woman, it won't be a
problem. In fact, I thought we might go out together and let you
pick out a woman you'd like to see me with. I'll try to seduce
her and you can watch if she doesn't mind. If she does, you can
hide in the closet and watch while I make the hot bitch cum and
scream for more."
"Oh my god... oh my god... can I jack off a little while you
talk?"
"Sure... but don't cum, Baby. I think it's time you saw your
wife's new big tits, Honey." I stood up and pulled off my bra
letting both big, firm globes bounce and swing freely. I cupped
them toward Milt. "Like them, Honey. I cum really hard when my
nipples sucked now." My husband's cock lurched and throbbed
spastically.
"I have to confess, Milt. About this time, I needed cock. It
had been a long time since I had enjoyed your big shaft and I
need cock up my cunt. I'm sure you remember that you were only
fucking me a couple of times a month."
"So I seduced my doctor. He was divorced so he could fuck me
every night. Before I left, he had screwed me about 25 times.
The sex was just fantastic, and your wife loved it. Every bit as
much as you enjoy fucking other women. By the way, how many
times do you think you've fucked Beverly."
Milt was so shocked at the blunt question, he answered before
he even thought about it. "God... dozens... maybe 50 times.
She's always available and her husband is in the dark."
"Don't be too hard on David, Honey. Remember, you just found
out that Mark fucked your wife a lot more than 50 times." Milt's
face turned red with anger and embarrassment. His cock head was
also turning purple again with his excitement.
"You said your had your ass done. I want to see your ass.
Please, may I?"
"You want your wife to show you her hot ass?"
"Yes...show me your ass, please!"
Turning away from Milt, I bent over at the waist, thrust my ass
back at him, and pulled down my panties. I kept my legs parted
just enough to let him see my cunt peeking from between my
thighs.
"It's gorgeous... just fantastic. I've always fantasized about
fucking your ass, Susan. Now I've just got to have it."
"I'll think about it, Milt. I might occasionally let you have
my ass. Of course, sometimes it won't be available to you."
"Why not? When can't I have it? Is there a schedule or
something?"
"No, of course not. But you can't have my ass if another man
is using it. That would be something a woman should never do to
a man. Of course, if the guy is willing to share my ass...
well... then... " I let my words trail off but the implication
was obvious. Milt was about to cum again.
I laid down on the table and stretched out, cupping my tits
while keeping one knee elevated and bent, the other one on the
table. Do I look like I would be a good fuck, Milt?"
All my husband could do was moan and squeeze his cock trying to
keep from cumming. I sat back down, spread my legs, and opened
my cunt with my fingers. "See the studs in my cunt lips, Milt?
Remember how I got them... had to fuck a guy twice."
Milt was beginning to moan in desperation.
"Milt... Milt!" He looked up from squeezing his cock. "I need
to be fucked... right now... hard... deep."
I mounted the ottoman on my knees and bent over. Reaching
back, I pulled open my ass cheeks to expose my gushing pussy.
The ottoman put my cunt at the perfect height for a stud to get
his cock into me and fuck my ass off.
I gave my husband a seductive, slutty smile and hissed, "If you
want to fuck me, Milt, if you want to sample your wife's new,
tight pussy and enjoy her sexy body, here it is. Come on and
fuck me, Milt."
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Susan Spreads her "Wings":
Sunday morning, Milt had his regularly scheduled golf game with
two of his lawyer friends. So I slept late, got up around 11 AM,
had a light breakfast, and got myself attractive for my husband's
return.
For the occasion, I selected a purple and black dress, white
panties with black trim, dark thigh-high stockings, and heels. I
thought I looked pretty good. When Milt came into the house
around 1:30 PM, I was waiting for him in our den. He stopped in
his tracks and stared at the wide expanse of my thigh that was
exposed by my crossed legs.
"Go take a shower, Milt. I'll fix us some lunch. We need to
talk some more."
A half hour later, Milt was back, bathed and dressed in fresh,
clean clothes. He had also shaved and put on the cologne that he
knew I liked. Obviously, he was hoping to do more than just
talk.
While Milt ate the two sandwiches I had fixed with a beer, I
had a small salad and black coffee. After finishing the first of
his sandwiches, he pushed the second one away and said, "I'm
stuffed. What was it you wanted to talk about, Susan?"
"Let's go to our den. It's more comfortable." I preceded Milt
into the den, took a seat, and spread my legs open letting him
see my panties and all of my legs. "Like what you see?" I asked
seductively.
"Oh hell yes. I get hard every time I just look at you."
"Good. I like my men randy and hard. I only have one question
to ask you, Milt. Would you like to swing with me?"
"Swing?" he asked, not sure he understood.
"Yes. Swing... with other couples... or with a single man or
woman in an erotic threesome. Maybe even a private group party
occasionally, or we could join a swing club as a couple. Are you
interested?"
"Hell, Susan... I can't do that!" he said in a loud, definite
voice just short of screaming it at me. "I'm a well known
attorney. Who knows who might be present at a swing club or
party."
"Ok. Do you want to swing with me if we limit it to other
couples and singles?"
"No. I can't handle that either. I would constantly be
nervous that the other people might talk. If word got around, it
might ruin my law practice."
"All right, Milt. Just remember that I discussed it with you
and asked you to join me."
My husband didn't respond. All he seemed to be able to do was
stare at my thighs and exposed panties. Standing up, I bent over
supporting myself with my hands on the table. Grinning at my
staring husband, I pulled my dress up around my waist. The white
thong I wore was buried between my ass cheeks covering
essentially none of my ass.
"Do you think it would harm your law practice if word got out
that you fucked your wife after playing golf?"
"I'll risk it," he said as he led me toward our bedroom.
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It was about 6:30 PM in the evening on Monday when Milton drove
his late model Lexus into the Morell's circular driveway and
wheeled the luxury car into their spacious three-car garage.
Following his usual practice, Milton called out to his wife as
soon as he entered the house.
"I'm home, Honey." Only silence greeted his announcement.
"Susan? Susan!? Where are you?" Only the mocking bird
sitting on the patio railing answered.
After searching the den, patio, living room, and study and
finding no one, Milt gave up and went to the kitchen to see what
was for dinner. Like the rest of the house, the kitchen was
empty save for the note attached to the back of a chair that
stood in front of the fridge.
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Milt,
Your dinner is in the covered casserole dish in the fridge. I
made your favorite Ravioli with meat sauce. There's plenty of
beer and a cheesecake for dessert. A fresh loaf of French bread
is in the bread box.
I have a date tonight and probably won't be back until very
late. I suggest that you not wait up for me as it's possible
that it will be sometime tomorrow morning before I get home. If
that's the case, I'll see you when you come home from work on
Tuesday.
The answer to the first question in your mind is "No. You
don't know him." So your law practice is quite safe. His name
is Kent. He's in his early 20s, good-looking, and sexy. He's
been hitting on me for some time. The answer to the second
question in your mind is "Yes"... he's going to fuck me. In
fact, he came by at 3 PM today to pick me up for our date this
evening. He just couldn't wait. Our dinner reservations are not
until 9 PM, so my guess is that if you're reading this around
7:00, Kent will have already fucked me at least twice and is
probably banging your wife right at this very moment.
I've attached a couple of photos of me in my date outfit. I
had Kent take them when he came by at 3 PM to pick me up. I was
only going to show you the first two, but Kent wanted me in more
sexy poses so I decided to show you some of the sexier ones that
he took. They're all in the envelop right below this note. Hope
they get you hard and hot for my return.
Susan
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Having no interest in dinner at the moment, Milton sat down at
the kitchen table and opened the envelop. His fingers and hands
were both shaking. Each photo was in its own envelop and each
was numbered. Opening the envelope labeled #1, Milt saw his wife
sitting on one of the bar stools in their kitchen. Her legs were
crossed showing a lot of thigh. The note under the photo read,
"This is the way Kent found me when he arrived. He really liked
what he saw, but wanted to see more of me, of course.
Milton's penis was now fully hard. It got even harder when he
opened envelop #2 and saw his wife sitting on the same bar stool
but this time with her leg lifted and her dress almost all the
way up to her panties. Her stockings and some of the bare thigh
flesh above were exposed. That attached message from his wife
read: "Kent had me pull up my dress and show him my stockings
and most of my thighs. He was wild to know if I was wearing any
panties. Do you think I was wearing panties, Honey?"
Kent asked me if I were wearing panties. I told him I was, but
he didn't believe me. So I had to bend over, pull up my dress
and prove to him that he wasn't dating a slut... I did indeed
have panties on... see. He told me that they were totally
transparent and didn't qualify as panties. Who was I to argue
with a hot stud? Milt, don't you think my panties qualify as
panties even if you can see right through them?
I'm sorry if it embarrasses you, Milt, but once Kent saw your
wife's ass through her transparent parties, he made her pull them
down all the way to her ankles, bend over, and spread her pussy
wide so he could see what he was going to be fucking later on.
But even after I had pulled down my panties, Honey, it wasn't
enough for my hot stud. He made me bend over even further and
use both hand to really pull myself wide open for him.
Milton's cock was like marble. His shorts were getting wet
from the precum seeping from its tip. By 11 PM, he was going
crazy with curiosity and images of Susan groaning beneath her
lover as he pounded his cock in and out of her cunt. At
midnight, he gave up and decided to go to bed and try to sleep.
As soon as he flicked on the overhead lights in the master
bedroom, he saw that the bed was a wreck. The covers over most
of the bed were lying on the floor. The bottom sheet was pulled
loose at one end. There was another note in the middle of the
bed.
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Hi again, Milt,
You might want to sleep in the guest bedroom tonight. After I
had pulled down my panties and let Kent see my pussy, he wasn't
about to wait any longer before fucking your wife. He carried me
to our bed, threw back the covers and fucked me like a wild bull
in our bed, Milt. We screwed for an hour and a half before
taking a shower and leaving. That stud shot off twice in my
pussy, Milt, and both loads were huge! I was so hot my pussy was
just gushing. He made me squirt three times when he was licking
my clit and finger fucking me.
So the bed sheets are really a mess. Like I said, you might
want to sleep in the guest bedroom tonight. I'll change the
sheets tomorrow.
Susan.
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It was 4 AM before I got home after having enjoyed my 11th
cock... many times. I had made a bet with myself as to whether
my husband would have (A) waited up for me to demand an
explanation: (B) stormed out of the house and prepared divorce
papers: (C) fell asleep: or (D) waited up for me while jacking
off several times. My guess was Choice (D). I lost my bet as
Milt was sound asleep when I entered the bedroom.
However, he was sleeping in the master bedroom on the same
sheets that had absorbed two huge cum loads that had run from my
vagina after Kent had filled it plus all my copious secretions
and three large spurts of my juices when Kent got me off with his
fingers and tongue. I also noticed that Milt was sleeping in the
nude, which he rarely did.
I stepped out of my heels and let my dress fall to the fall.
As that was all the clothes I had left after leaving Kent's
apartment, I was totally naked. As soon as I crawled into bed
with Milt, he woke up.
"Oh fuck," he moaned. "I've been going crazy worrying about
you... wondering what you were doing. Are you all right?" he
asked as he turned on the bedside lamp.
I sat up in the bed so he could see my tits with their swollen
nipples that had been seeing a huge amount of action from Kent's
mouth and fingers for the last 13 hours. "Oh course I'm all
right, Milt. And why were worrying and wondering what I was
doing. You know what I was doing... pretty much for 10 of the
last 13 hours."
"What? Tell me!"
"I'm been getting my sexy ass and my hot cunt fucked by a
young, huge-cocked stud, Honey. I would still be fucking him if
I had been able to get him up again, but after fucking me 8 times
for hours and hours, he was exhausted. I thought I had better
leave before I killed the poor man. How about you? How many
times did you jack off tonight?"
Milt's face flushed red. Men hate telling their wives that
they've just jacked off, and they really hate telling them how
many times they done it in one evening. "Come on, give. How
many times?"
"Four times," Milt moaned.
"Wow. That's got to be a record."
"Yeah. It is."
I slipped my hand down to his crotch and found a very hard,
7-inch shaft. "MMmmmmm... fantastic. Looks like he's ready for
number 5... not quite 8, but 5 is still impressive, Milt."
"Tell me what you did. Please."
"You want an overview or all the hot, sexy details?"
"Every thing. All of it. Will you ride me while you tell me?"
"Of course... but on one condition. You don't cum until I tell
you can. Agreed?"
"Yes.. YES! Anything. Just tell me."
I threw back the covers, straddled my husband's hips, and put
his cock at the entrance to my cum-filled, stretched, and gaping
pussy. Slowly, I lowered my vagina down the length of his shaft.
He slipped into me easily... not surprising since Kent's
9-inches of meat was two inches longer and 50% thicker than
Milt's. And he had been fucking me with it for hours and hours.
"Oh god... you feel so fucking wet!" Milt moaned.
"A woman gets that way after a hot stud has put six loads of
cum into her cunt, Honey. Do you like the feel of sloppy
sevenths? Like feeling your cock in your wife's stretched out
vagina. He really used it, Milt. He just pounded me and fucked
my ass off again and again. I must have cum 30 times today and
tonight."
"OOOOhhhhhhhhh god .... OOOOhhhhhhhhhhhh god!"
I squeezed his cock with my vaginal muscles bringing an excited
moan from his lips. "Feel good?"
"Oh yes... oh yes... Can't believe how good it feels... Tell
me. Is this the way he fucked you in this bed the first time?"
'No. Not the first time. He was far too hot to let me be in
control. He put me on my back after he ripped off the covers,
hooked his arms under your wife's legs and shoved them up and
back. He really had me wide open. My cunt was tilted up in just
perfect position for him to ram his cock into my hot hole. He
looked down at me and asked what I wanted. I scream... "Your
cock... Your cock" over and over. Then he asked me where I
wanted it, and I yelled, "In my cunt... in my cunt... stick it in
my cunt" over and over. I had my first orgasm, Milt when he
slammed his meat into me.
"UUNNGGGGGGGG!"
"Don't cum! We've just gotten started."
"Did he cum in you? Have you been taking your birth control
pills?"
"He emptied a huge load into me, Milt... just fucking huge.
And no... not taking the pill. After he shot off inside me, his
cock hardly got much softer. I pushed him over onto his back,
and went down on his cock. He was hard as a rock again before I
had managed to suck him clean. He ordered me... didn't ask me...
just ordered me to mount his cock."
"What did he say?" Milt moaned, his penis pumping harder and
harder up into my pussy.
"He just said, "MOUNT!". "
"Just that one word?"
"Yes... just "MOUNT" Before the day was over, Milt, I had
learned quite a few one-word sexual commands from that dominant
male stud. I can't tell you how fast your wife mounted his huge
cock."
"He fucked me slowly, Milt. Very slowly... and very deep...
until I was begging him t fuck me harder... faster... he pumped
me harder and slightly faster and then kept increasing the force
behind his shaft when he upfucked into me. Finally, he had me
squealing and begging him to let me cum... to fill my pussy with
his sperm-filled cream. I came ... then I came a second time. I
was having my third when his load discharged into my throbbing
pussy.
"Oohhhh shit! You said 8 times. That's only two. What about
the other six?"
"After we dressed, Kent took me back to his apartment, and we
showered together. I knew I wouldn't make it out of the shower
without getting fucked again, and I didn't. He made me bend over
and grab my ankles, Milt. Can you imagine how open my cunt was
when I was bent over like that?"
"Oh god... oh god... oh god... Fuck on me fast, Susan. Let me
cum."
"Not yet, Baby. Not yet. Kent held my hips in the shower and
fucked the shit out of me. When I finally got out, I had another
cum load up my pussy, Honey. I felt it seeping out of my hole
all during dinner and later dancing. The semen just kept running
down my thighs. I'm sure several men saw it."
"What about the last five times he fucked you... what
happened?"
"The fourth time was on the way back to his apartment after we
had spent an hour or so dancing. It was a 30 minute drive, and
we hadn't been in the car five minutes before Kent had me pull my
dress up around my waist. By the time he had rubbed my pussy and
clit for five minutes, I was about to cum. When he told me take
off my dress, bra, and panties, I got naked in less than a
minute. After that, he was working his fingers right on my naked
clit and pumping them in and out of vagina... rubbing my G-spot
on every thrust. My ass was a foot off the seat... he was making
me cum repeatedly."
I stopped and backed off Milt's dick. He was about to explode
and that wasn't my plan. I told him I needed to pee. I took my
time, and when I returned to bed, his cock was only half hard. I
sucked it ... a minute later, he was again rigid allowing me to
mount him.
"There was a park about a mile or so from Kent's apartment. He
drove the car in the picnic area near the lake and pulled me out
of the car naked. There was a pier with tables and lights for
evening parties. Kent turned on one of the flood lights so
anyone around could see him fucking me. He stripped off his
pants, laid down, and had me mount him reverse cowgirl with his
cock in my ass. Before he shot off, he was just jackhammering
that huge cock in and out of my ass. I was grunting and howling
the entire time. That was load number four, Milt."
Once we got back to his apartment, he had me naked in a flash.
It was midnight, when he gave it to me the first time in his bed.
You said you went to bed around midnight, Milt... well while you
were lying right here on your back going to sleep, your wife was
also lying on her back in Kent's bed with his 9-inch sex spike
hammering in and out of her pussy. By 12:30 AM, probably just
about the time you were falling asleep, your wife was cumming...
hard... at the same time as Kent was shooting in another load."
"Kent put the seventh load into my ass. We rested for a bit,
and then he took me doggie, Milt. On my hands and knees, head
down, ass up... like a hot bitch. I moaned the entire time he
had his cock inside me. It went in about 2:30 AM... over an hour
later, he was still in me... still fucking me... it seemed like
my clit and vagina were erupting all the time. Finally, he
grunted and shot in load number 8."
"I spent 15 minutes or so sucking him, but he was done... and I
mean really done! I couldn't get it even a little bit stiff...
so I got dressed and came home."
"Oh Man... fuck harder, Susan. I want to put load number 9
into you."
"NO! NO! I want you to pull out and jack off all over my
tits, belly, and cunt, Milt." I didn't even wait for him to
object. I simply pulled my pussy off his throbbing cock, laid
down beside him on the bed with my legs wide open. "NOW! Do it
Stud! Jack that cock and cum all over me!"
He did and I was amazed. It was his fifth load of the night,
and he still shot at least six thick strands of semen all over
me.
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On Tuesday and Wednesday, I could tell that Milt was expecting
me to be gone again on another date. Instead, I was home with a
really nice dinner waiting for him. After dinner and watching a
little TV on Tuesday, I could tell my husband was distracted.
"Want to tell me what's on your mind, Milt? I'm not a mind
reader."
His face flushed red, which was something I had never seen
before I went to California for my complete redo. I just waited
patiently for him to speak.
"I was just wondering if... if you would mind..." His voice
trailed off.
"If I would mind what?" He flushed even redden this time.
"You want to ask if I would mind telling you more of the hot,
sexy details of how Kent fucked me last Monday? Is that it?"
When my husband nodded, still red with embarrassment, I grinned.
"Come on, Milt. Let's get naked and to go bed while I tell you
every little detail about how Kent used his cock to fuck your
wife to 30 or more orgasms." Instantly, my husband's pants
tented as his cock surged to full erection.
On Wednesday evening, I had rented a XXX-rated DVD about a
cheating housewife. I rode Milt's cock while we watched it while
continuously asking him if he would like it if I did what the
porn star in the DVD was doing. He had three orgasms before the
movie ended and had gotten me off twice.
Thursday evening was an erotic surprise for Milt. When he came
in from work around 6 PM, he found me dressed in a tight, black
and white sheathe that just barely covered my ass. The top was a
V-neck that showed off almost half of my tits.
"My god," he gasped. "You look hot! Really hot! What's going
on? Do you have another date?"
"How did you guess? I guess the hot slutty outfit I'm wearing
is a pretty good clue."
"Who's this date with?"
"Well, that's why I'm waiting for you rather than leaving you
another note, Milt. I thought we could both have an enjoyable
hot evening."
"How is that?"
"My date tonight is David, Beverly's husband. I called him on
Tuesday and asked if he was free for lunch on Wednesday. We met
at the Olive Garden. The way I looked, it didn't take David long
to turn the conversation to sex. One thing led to another, and
it wasn't long before I had my hand on his cock and his hand was
under my skirt on my pussy. He told me that he would love to
fuck me, and we made a date for tonight." Milt was already
squeezing his very hard erection.
"So how are we both going to have a hot evening? Are you
inviting me to watch David fucking you?"
"Well, that might be arranged, but it's not what I had in
mind."
"What then?"
"David has told Beverly that he has a consulting trip to Dallas
on Friday and that he has to leave tonight so he can make an 8 AM
meeting there. He's supposed to be returning sometime on Friday.
So we have the entire night."
"Clever... devious, but clever," my husband commented.
"It's sort of like many of those out-of-town client meetings
you have to take from time to time," I said with a smile. Again,
Milt's face turned red.
"Anyway, since Beverly thinks David will gone all night tonight
and won't be returning until sometime tomorrow, I thought you
might give the girl a call and ask if she would like to spend the
evening over here in our bed. You know the hot slut would jump
at the chance to have your cock in her all night and in my bed to
boot. You can tell her that I'm visiting my mother."
"Oh shit! That is hot! You wouldn't mind?"
"Why should I mind? David's going to be fucking your wife ...
a lot. No reason you shouldn't be fucking his wife. Just be
certain to pound her good and hard because that's the way your
wife's going to be getting it."
"Can I call now or is David still home?"
"David told her he had to leave at 5 PM today. He's actually
gotten us a hotel room and is waiting for me there... right now.
So the coast is clear, Milt. Call Beverly. Ask her come over
immediately. I'll be long gone before she has time to drive
over."
My husband picked up the phone and called. It was actually
wild and erotic to be sitting in my home listening to my husband
inviting a woman... my best friend... over to spend the night
fucking. As I expected, Beverly was wildly excited over Milt's
invitation."
"She said she'll be here in 40 minutes and that I had better be
ready because she's going to drain my balls tonight." Milt said
with masculine pride. I didn't blame him a bit. Beverly's a
sexy redhead, and it was a significant notch on Milt's sex gun
that he had managed to nail her... many times.
"Bang the slut good, Baby," I said grinning as I picked up my
suitcase and headed toward the door. My husband stopped me just
before I reached it.
"Are you wearing a bra or panties under that dress, Susan?"
"I wearing a black bra and matching thong. But the bra comes
down easily. Want to see?" When Milt nodded, once more
squeezing his erection, I pulled down the top of my dress and my
bra with it. Both big tits surged out.
"Think David will like my tits, Milt?"
"He'd have to be dead not to," Milt moaned as his hand moved up
and down his erect shaft.
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David was waiting for me in the bar of the Marriott Inn. As
soon as I entered, most of men turned to stare at my long,
exposed legs and jiggling tits that looked as if they were about
to fall out of my dress. The guys staring included David who had
a big grin all over his face.
When I took a seat beside David, envy was the primary emotion
reflected in every man's face, except David's, of course. His
face reflected only desire, lust, and hot male pride. I moved
closer, kissed him, and pressed my tits into his side letting
every man in the place know that I was with him. And considering
the way I was dressed, every man knew that David was going to be
fucking me very soon.
He pulled me even closer and kissed me a second time. When our
lips parted, he whispered, "Thank you. You really know how make
a guy feel ten feet tall."
I kissed him a third time and moved my hand to his crotch where
I felt a very thick and very hard dick. "MMMMmmmmm... something
else is standing big and tall too, Honey. Is this for me? All
of it?"
"Oh hell, yes, Susan. I can hardly wait."
"Then why are we sitting here in a bar wasting time that we
could be spending with your hard cock in my very, very wet
pussy?"
David put his arm around me and led me from the bar with his
hand caressing my ass. I pressed my body against his. When I
did so, I heard several male groans. One was from David... a
groan of hot male lust. The others were from the other men in
the bar. Their groans were a mixture of lust, envy, and
disappointment.
When we got on the elevator, another couple got on with us.
Ignoring the other couple, Dave slipped his hand under my dress
and moved it sensuously between my thighs and over the soaked
crotch of my thong. Now it was my turn to groan with female
desire. The other woman picked up on my groan immediately and
knew what was happening even though her male companion was
clueless. She turned and watched my dress moving under David's
hand action. As they got off the elevator, she turned, smiled at
me, and then winked.
Once we were in our room, David was all over me. His tongue
pushed deep inside my open mouth while his hands were busy
exploring my ass and then rising upward to cup and caress my
tits. My body was just as active as his. My hands gripped his
buttocks and pulled his throbbing erection hard against my mound
as I humped against it like a hot whore.
"Oh god, Susan," he moaned. "I've got to fuck you!"
"Of course you're going to fuck me... many times. But before
you stick that big thing into me, I want to suck it."
It took me a minute or so to get David out of his shoes and
socks. After that, I had his pants and briefs off in a few
seconds. His gorgeous, thick cock stood almost straight up,
rigid, and throbbing. Kneeling in front of him, I pulled his
shaft down and took the first half in my mouth. He groaned and
snapped his hips forward driving another two inches of prick into
my waiting mouth.
"Oohhhhh FUCK! That's fantastic, Susan! Take your tits out...
take them out!"
I jerked the top of my dress down along with the bra and pulled
my tits out, cupping them toward the stud who was pumping his big
dick in and out of my mouth. My cheeks bulged ... then hollowed
as I sucked him. Holding the back of my head, he pushed his cock
against the opening of my throat. I relaxed and the entire shaft
entered as the big head slipped easily down toward my belly.
Pumping my lips up and down his manhood, I sucked and licked
his dick until male grunts filled the room. "Stop, STOP, Susan.
I want to fuck you. We can do oral sex later. I want your ...
your ... eh... your vagina."
Slipping his pulsing rod out of my mouth, I looked up and said,
"That's too bad. You can't have my vagina. My husband makes
love to my vagina... you're going to fuck me! Now, tell me again
what you want."
He grinned, his cock throbbing hard, and growled, "I want your
cunt... I want to fuck your hot, wet cunt."
"And I want your big cock in my cunt, David. Let me get naked
for you." Standing, I dropped my dress to the floor and stepped
out of it. I kicked it aside and sat down on the couch spreading
my legs wide open. "Like what you see so far, David?"
"I love it! I fucking love it!" he said with masculine lust
dripping from every syllable.
I spread my legs wide open leaving only the small triangle of
my thong covering my pussy. David's groan was music to my ears.
Quickly, I stood up, unhooked my bra threw it aside. With one
motion, I pulled my thong down my thighs and stepped out of it,
tossing it aside with the rest of my clothes.
"Do my tits and cunt turn you on, Honey?"
All he did was moan, but his rigid cock jerked in rapid,
spastic contractions. That was the answer every woman wants to
get when she asks that question. It was my turn to moan in hot
lust.
Turning I knelt on the couch with my naked ass pointed right at
David. Bending one leg, I pulled it back, using my heel for
leverage. The position exposed my cunt completely to David. He
began stroking his erection in anticipation of sinking it into
me.
"Can I ride your big cock, Honey?" I asked with a seductive
grin.
David laid down, his cock jutting straight up, and said, "Be my
guest, you luscious woman. Get on me. Stick my cock up your
cunt, Susan."
Straddling his hips, I adjusted his cock at my opening and
slowly, pushed downward. I wailed when I felt his cock
stretching my pussy open and entering me. David was grinning
with hot pleasure. His hands came up to capture my swinging tits
when I leaned over him. Pressing my hands against my hips, I
took more and more of his cock into my cunt. After three
strokes, he was buried inside me. I was being fucked by my 12th
different cock, and I loved it!
Then, this hot, wildly excited stud began fucking me. I hissed
with hot female pleasure as his thick shaft surged in and out of
my erupting sex hole. My hot secretions ran down his shaft. The
hot squishing noises of sex filled the room.
"Oh fuck, Susan. I can smell your cunt," David yelled.
That made me cum, and I told him so. "I'm cumming, David. Can
you feel my vagina throbbing?"
"Oh yeah... oh yeah! That's fantastic. Beverly almost never
cums this hard."
"I want you to watch your cock sinking in and out of my cunt,
David. Watch yourself fucking me, Honey!" I sat up on him...
then leaned backward supporting my body with my hands behind me
on his legs. In this position, he could easily see his cock
plunging deep inside my ravenous cunt. When I lifted my hips,
four or five inches of cock slipped out before he snapped his
hips in a hard thrust that again buried his dick inside my
throbbing ocunt.
"I can't hold it any longer, Susan. Can I cum inside you?"
"Don't even think about shooting your load any other place,
Lover. "CUM INSIDE MY CUNT! NOW! SHOOT IT IN!"
I felt his rod pulse... then jerk hard... again and again.
Each time his buttocks clenched, another thick wad of sperm and
semen fired point blank into my throbbing sex hole. Finally, my
hole was full of his cum, but his dick continued to jerk, throb,
and shoot inside me. Semen spurted between the sides of my
tightly plugged vagina and his cock drenching his belly, balls,
and thighs with our combined juices.
Our chests were both heaving with the intensity of our orgasms.
It took ten minutes before our breathing began to calm and
become normal.
"What a fuck! What a fuck!" David gasped. "I've wanted to do
that ever since I found out that..."
"Found out what?"
"Nothing. I just wanted you to know how wonderful that was for
me."
"It was just as wonderful for me. I had three orgasms. But
before you found out what?"
"I shouldn't have said that. Please forget it."
"Let me guess, Darling. Before you found out that my husband
was fucking your wife?"
"You know?"
"Of course I know. Women almost always can tell when a man is
getting pussy on the side."
"Maybe. Anyway, when I found out that Beverly and Milton were
fucking, I got turned on... isn't that weird? And I wanted to
fuck you, but I was always afraid to ask."
"First, it's not weird. A lot of men who don't have macho
hangups think it's very hot when they see or know that their wife
is being fucked by another man. And second, it was really
foolish of you to be afraid. Even if I had turned you down, I
would have been pleased to have been asked... to know that I
turned you on so much you had to ask me for sex. And, in fact, I
would have said 'yes'."
"Really. Now that really makes me feel like a jerk for not
asking."
"We'll just have to fuck a lot from now on to make up for lost
time, Honey. How many times do you think you can fuck me tonight
and tomorrow?"
"I don't know, but I'm certainly going to try to make it so
many, you'll have to beg me to stop."
I laughed at that. "Only in your dreams, Honey. Only in your
dreams."
We were both silent for a moment enjoying the sensation of
David's semi-hard cock encased in my wet pussy. On impulse, I
asked, "Does the thought of my husband fucking your wife really
excite you?"
"Yeah. Like I said, I think it's weird, but the truth is that
it has excited me ever since I found out. I even fantasize about
spying on my wife and watching her being fucked."
"Would you like to do that right now? With me? You could fuck
me while you watched Beverly getting it." Instantly, and I mean
instantly, I felt David's cock surge to full, throbbing, hard
erection inside me. "I think I just got my answer. Don't fuck
me now. Save it until we're watching Beverly getting screwed."
"How can we do that?"
"Easy. Milt is fucking your wife right now in our house. I
happen to have a key. We just sneak in, watch, you fuck me like
a hot whore, and then we come back here and screw all night long.
Sound like a plan?"
"OH YEAH! I LOVE IT!"
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We were at my front door when David asked, "How do we know
where they are? Maybe they'll be right inside the entryway and
will see us."
"Beverly wants Milt to fuck her in my bed. That's a turn on
for both men and women making it with someone else's spouse.
Wouldn't you enjoy fucking me in my marriage bed?"
"I like fucking you any where, Susan."
"I know, but wouldn't it be extra hot to bang me in the same
bed as Milt uses when he fucks me?"
"Yeah. Yeah, it would," he grinned.
"Well, that's where Milt's fucking your wife right now. In the
master bedroom. We may have to wait if they're in between fucks.
Shall we?"
"Lead the way. I'm so hard, I may not be able to get my dick
past the open door."
I had to bite my knuckle to avoid laughing. When I got myself
under control, I whispered, "Abraham couldn't find 10 honest men
in Sodom to prevent its destruction... I wonder if I could find
10 men anywhere who think their dick is smaller than it actually
is?"
"Probably not," David whispered back.
I unlocked the front door, peeked inside, and saw no one, as I
expected. We had taken off our shoes and had no problem moving
silently about the house. As soon as we were in our den, we
could hear Beverly gasping and squealing in our bedroom. I felt
David's cock. It was so big and incredibly hard I wondered if he
might actually have trouble getting it through the front door.
"Milt's fucking your wife," I hissed in his ear. His cock
jerked and throbbed hard in my hand. "Don't cum yet, Honey," I
advised.
"How are we going to spy on them without being seen?"
"Easy. We'll go into the bathroom that connects to both the
guest bedroom and the master bedroom. We designed the house that
way so that when the guest bedroom was not occupied, we would
have two bathrooms available from the master bedroom. We'll
enter through the guest bedroom, turn out all the lights, if
they're on, crack the door slightly, and watch."
The plan worked perfectly, and in less than a minute, we were
inside the bathroom with the door opened enough to allow us to
see into the master bedroom. Milt was fucking the redheaded slut
hard. Her mouth was open, her screams of hot lust filling the
room.
Beverly was riding Milt's cock. Every time she slammed her
cunt down on his rod, his hips thrust upward. We could almost
hear the hot thud of his cock head against her cervix. If
Beverly had not been howling so loud, we would have been able to
hear it. The force of my husband's fuck strokes was causing her
big tits to bounce crazily.
"OH GOD! OH GOD! FUCK IT, STUD! FUCK ME HARDER!... AAAHHHHH!
OOOHHHH! OOOHHHH GAWD DAMN YOU! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM AGAIN...
SCREW ME, SCREW MY CUNT... AAAHHH AAAHHHH AAAHHHH AAAHHH...GAWD!
CUMMING! DON'T STOP... PLEASE... DON'T STOP... KEEP FUCKING
MEEEEEEEEEE!"
David was wild to get into me as most men would be upon seeing
their wife being soundly fucked for the first time. He grunted,
"Bend over so I can get into you!" I knew better than to argue
with a man crazed with fuck lust. As soon as I bent over, I felt
David's monstrously hard erection hammer into my cunt. I might
not have been able to hear my husband's cock thudding into
Beverly's cervix, but I could certainly hear and feel David's
slamming into mine. I again bit my knuckle to keep from
screaming.
Inside the master bedroom, Beverly had now collapsed over my
husband's body. Her body was still shuddering from her orgasm.
The weight of her body was preventing Milt from fucking her. He
solved that problem by pushing her off. Once she was off his
body, Milt stood beside the bed, flipped Beverly over onto her
elbows and knees, and pulled her ass to the edge of the bed. She
spread her knees making her cunt a hot target for my husband's
cock. A moment later, she groaned deeply as the cock entered her
pussy. Milt once more began to fuck the hot redhead with deep,
hard strokes.
David leaned over me and whispered, "Your husband is fucking my
wife in the same position I'm using to fuck his wife."
"Oh yes... fuck me like he's fucking her. Screw me, Stud. Can
you hold your load until Milt is shooting inside your wife? I
want you to cum in me at the same time he's cumming in Beverly."
David fucked me masterfully through two climaxes as he waited
for Milt to unload inside his wife. I had brought blood from
biting my knuckle so hard in my efforts to keep from screaming
and having them discover our presence.
Finally, Milt screamed, "YOU HOT CUNTED BITCH. I'M GONNA CUM
IN YOUR CUNT. UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! HERE IT CUMS, BEV!
TAKE IT... TAKE MY LOAD... UGH! UGH! UGH! CUMMING...SHOOTING IT
INNNNN!!"
The stud fucking me whispered in my ear, his voice filled with
masculine lust, "And I'm going to shoot your cunt full of jism...
here it cums, Susan. Take my load!" David's penis pulsed and
jerked inside my pussy as he ejaculated a huge load into me.
When the two men pulled their cocks from our cunts, I could see
my husband's load running out of Beverly's pussy in a thick,
white stream. I couldn't see it, but could feel David's cum
seeping out of my cunt and sliding slowly... viscously ... down
my thighs.
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When we were back in our room at the Marriott Inn, David
immediately threw me on the bed on my back and fucked me like a
wild man. His hips hammered his cock in and out of my throbbing
sex hole fast and hard. I came... he rammed me even faster...
harder... I came again amid squeals of female pleasure. His
hands thrust beneath my ass, captured my butt cheeks to hold me
in position as his cock screwed into me like a rutting bull. His
load seem to blast straight into my womb causing me cum yet
again.
At midnight, he had me mounted on his cock. I pumped my pussy
up and down his shaft as this cunt master brought me off another
half dozen times before his erupting cock once again filled my
pussy with his sperm-filled load.
At 2:30 AM, I was being jarred back and forth by the hard cock
pumping my cunt from behind in spoon position. A hand held my
tit; another hand worked on my clitoris. I came again. So did
David.
At 5 AM, David shook me. I woke up finally, and groaned, "What
time is it?"
"It's 5 AM. Get in doggie position, Susan. I need to fuck you
again."
"Really?" I reached out and felt his cock, not believing that
this stud was hard again. He was. His cock was leaking precum
and like marble. Hurrying as fast as I could move, I scrambled
to get into position for him. As soon as my head was down and my
ass was up, he nailed his cock into me. It raced in... all the
way in... until the head hit my cervix bringing a female grunt
that was half pain, half lust.
David banged into me again... equally hard.
"UNGGHH! AAAHHHHHHH!"
He pulled his dick out of me until only the head was still
inside my vagina and snapped his hips forward. My vagina was
again stretched open to admit its male conqueror.
"UUGGHH! GGGAAAAHHHHHH!"
Another half dozen hard thrusts pounded into my now throbbing
hole.
"EEEE-KA! EEEE-KA! EEEE-KA! AAAAHHHHHHH!"
I was cumming again... David felt my vagina throbbing and
contracting around his shaft. It excited the male beast
ravishing me so much, he hit into me so hard my hips were driven
downward onto the mattress. After that, I lay there with my
mouth wide open, my tongue lolling out, as David's dick hammered
me into the mattress. Finally, his cum exploded and spewed into
my pussy... filling it once more.
When he pulled his cock from my widely stretched hole, I
couldn't move. I just lay in the same position, my legs spread,
cum running out of my pussy, my tits heaving as I slowly
recovered from the incredible fucking he had given me.
It was 8 AM, and I was being fucked again. This time I was on
my back with David mounted in my sex saddle. I didn't think I
could possibly cum again, but slowly... ever so slowly... as he
stroked his hard shaft back and forth in my cunt, it began to
happen for me. When his dick began to pulse and throb inside
me... as men do just before they shoot into a woman... I wrapped
my legs around his hips, pulled into me hard and deep and came at
the same time as he did.
Check out time was noon, and at 11 AM we were showering
together. I lathered his body and washed him... he did the same
for me. We hugged and kissed, rubbing our bodies against each
other. David wanted to fuck me again, but he just couldn't get
another erection. Finally, he gave up and we got out of the
shower.
As we got dressed, he apologized. "I'm sorry about my failure
in the shower, Susan. That was really embarrassing."
"Are you teasing me?" I asked, totally stunned.
"No. I thought I could get an erection with your naked body
all over me, but I just couldn't manage it. I'm sorry."
"Listen, you hot Stud. You fucked me 7 different times last
night. That's really incredible. Besides that, you're a great
lover. I can't count the number of orgasms I had. You can have
me any time you want, David. Just give me a call and tell me
when and where you're going to fuck me."
"Thank you. You're really wonderful. I imagine Beverly is the
same way with Milt. No wonder he loves fucking her. I certainly
love fucking his wife." With that, we kissed again and went for
a late breakfast.
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The Straw that Broke the Camel's Back:
During the next two weeks, I balled Kent once after exercise
class, and found three opportunities to get with David during the
day. Fred, the cab driver who had driven me home from the
airport, also called and asked if he could see me again. I said
yes, of course, and then he asked if I liked more than one cock.
I said yes to that question as well. So, one morning after Milt
had left for work and three hours before Fred's shift began, I
met Fred and two of his friends at one of the friend's apartment.
A little over two hours later, the three of them had each had me
twice. Before I left, they all took me at the same time after
drawing cards to see who got which hole. After I left, I had cum
loads from my 13th and 14th cocks in my pussy and ass.
On Wednesday, about two weeks after David fucked me for the
first time, I told Milt we needed to talk after dinner. By this
time, he had a pretty good idea that this meant that I had date
plans. He was right.
"I'm going to be gone this coming weekend, Milt. I'll be
leaving around noon after you go to work on Friday."
"When will you be back? I'd like to know so I won't worry so
much."
"Of course. I'll be back late Sunday night, probably very
late."
"And where are you going for the whole weekend?"
"A guy I know has invited me to take a weekend cruise with him
on his yacht. It's a huge boat, and I've never even been on a
small yacht before. I couldn't resist saying yes."
"Do I know the man?"
"No. You don't know him."
"All right, good. I'm sure I know the answer to this question,
but I would go crazy if I didn't ask it. Will this guy fuck
you?"
"The guy knows I'm married, and he's asked me to spend two and
a half days on his yacht with him cruising the lake. He's an
older man so he won't have the stamina or the recovery powers of
Kent, but I will be surprised if he doesn't fuck me at least
twice a day, Milt. Two and a half days... so, he'll probably be
in me 7 or 8 times before I come home late Sunday night. Any
other questions?"
"Has he already fucked you?"
I had to smile. "You're more perceptive that I've given you
credit for, Milt. Yes, he's fucked me on two different occasions.
We didn't have much time on either occasion so he came up with
the idea of a weekend cruise on his yacht. Any more?"
"No. I guess that covers every thing. No. Wait. Are you
still not taking the pill?"
"No I'm not, but don't worry. I had my tubes ligated when I
was in California."
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I got up Friday morning and watched Susan packing her two
suitcases for things she thought she would need on her weekend
excursion on the lake. As I watched, I felt a little jealousy at
the thought of another man enjoying my wife for the weekend while
I would be alone, but I was sure that Susan would more than make
it up to me when she returned.
I was a 8:30 when I arrived at the law offices of Greyson and
Morell, arguably the most successful private law firm in the
city. I greeted my secretary, Darla, when I entered the office.
"Good morning, Darla. What's my schedule look like this
morning?"
"You have Mr. Margrave at 9 AM and Mrs. Burdett at 10 AM.
She's already called this morning about how her divorce is going.
I would say she's very distraught, lonely, and very vulnerable
at the moment, Mr. Morell. Darla flashed me a grin.
"I understand, Darla. Thanks. How about this afternoon?"
"You've got an appointment on the class action suit with of the
plaintiff's representatives at 1 PM, Mr. Larsen's damage suit at
2:30, and Mrs. Carson's divorce case at 3:30 PM. You're free
after that."
"All right. Send Margrave in whenhe arrives."
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Shortly before the meeting with the class action
representatives, I went to Claude's office to see if he was ready
for the meeting as we were both handling this case jointly since
it was so big and so important. His secretary, Carla, looked up
when I entered.
"Good afternoon, Carla. Is Mr. Greyson ready for today's
meeting on the class action lawsuit?"
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry, Mr. Morell. I was supposed to call
you the first thing this morning to alert you that you would have
to handle today's meeting by yourself. Mr. Greyson isn't in
today. I'm terribly sorry."
"Oh, that's all right Carla. No real harm done. I'm more than
prepared to handle the meeting today, but in the future, make a
note on your desk pad so that you don't forget. The next time it
might be a problem."
"I will, Sir. Absolutely. It won't happen again."
"Ok fine." I turned to leave and then stopped. Turning back
to Carla, I asked, "Where is Mr. Greyson today, anyway? He
didn't say anything to me about being out of the office today."
"He was here this morning, Sir. He left around 11 AM."
"Do you know why or where he went?"
"He told me that he was taking his yacht out for a weekend
cruise of the lake. I would imagine that he's on the lake right
now."
"Did he go alone?"
"He didn't say, Sir. But I really doubt that... if you know
what I mean."
"I do, Carla. I do. Thank you."
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By 10 PM Friday night, I was going crazy with the thought that
my law partner was fucking my wife. It wasn't certain that Susan
was with Greyson, but she said she was taking a weekend cruise on
a huge yacht. And Greyson had a huge yacht and he was taking a
weekend cruise on the lake. It seemed to me that the match was
too perfect to be just a coincidence.
I had to call. I knew I shouldn't but I just had to call. I
dialed Susan's cell phone... it rang, but there was no answer. I
continued to allow it to ring. After 10 rings, I gave up.
Just before midnight, my cell rang. Caller ID showed it was
Susan returning my call.
"Hi, Milt. My cell showed a missed call from you. Is every
thing all right?"
"Yeah... yeah, I'm fine. I shouldn't have called, but I was
concerned... and ... well, I don't know. Like I said, I
shouldn't have called and disturbed you. I'm sorry."
"That's ok, Milt. You can call anytime you like. Just don't
be disturbed if I don't answer."
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I managed to hold off calling again until 7 PM Saturday
evening. That was the limit of what I could manage. I called
again. This time Susan answered.
"Hi, Milt. Any problems?"
"None. Just still concerned. Are you alone?"
"No. I'm in the lounge enjoying the cruise."
"Have you been fucked yet?"
"Yes."
"One time? Two? More? A lot?"
"A lot?"
"Where are you now?"
"I told you, Milt. I'm in the lounge. We're cruising slowly,
and I'm just enjoying the cruise.
"What are you wearing? Are you naked?"
"No, I'm not naked. I'm wearing a blue corset, thigh-high,
dark stockings, and black, 5-inch heels. No panties or bra. So,
every thing's showing, but I'm not naked, Milt.
"When was the last time you were fucked?"
"It was ... let me see... it ... mmmmmmmm... yess... ooohhh...
AH! AH! AH! MMMMmmmmmmm."
"What's going on? It sounds like you're being fucked. Are
you?"
"Ooohhh yessss... like that, Honey... yes... yes... yes! I am,
Milt... I'm getting it. Right now. He saw me talking to you...
aaaahhhh... fuckk... he's ramming me, Milt. He just spread me
and mounted me... aahh aahh aaahhh... has my foot on his...
uunnghhh... shoulder... Oh Milt... uuunngghhhhhhhhhh...
uugghhhh... he's fucking his huge cock into me ... aaahhhhh...
aaahhhhh!"
"How big is he?"
"UUGGHHH... don't know... aah aaahh aaahhh.. must be...
ooohhh ooohhhh 8 or 9 inches... Now, I'm about to be ....
oommppfff... ooommmppfff... oommpppfff"
"What's going on?"
"Hi. Is this Susan's hubby? Milt? Milt Morell?"
"Yes. Who are you anyway?"
"I'm Blair. Susan can't talk to you right now. Jack's got his
cock in her mouth, and Max is fucking her."
"What position is she in?"
"She's on the couch on her back. Oh Damn! You should see
this, Milt. Max is cumming in your wife right now. Man... he's
really pumping in the load, Milt. Just a sec... Looks like your
hot wife has drained Max and now she's mounting Sergei."
"Is she still sucking Jack?"
"Yeah... Jack and Claude. She's on Sergei now. Pounding her
hot cunt up and down on his rod. He churning Max's cum load into
a white froth. She's switching between Jack and Claude's
cocks... sucking both of them. She can't say much, Milt, but
listen to your slutty wife grunting and moaning."
"MMmmmppfff... uunngghhh... oohhh... aaaahhhh... uuummmmmm!"
"How many men are on the yacht fucking my wife, Blair?"
"Six. She said we were numbers 15 through 20. I don't know
what she meant by that.
"Are there any other women?"
"Nope. Just your hot wife. She's taking care of all of us...
and doing a great job of it... Hey! Sergei's unloading up your
wife's hot cunt hole, Milt. Right now! He's shooting it in.!
FUCKING A! WHAT A LOAD!"
"Have Jack and Claude shot off yet?"
"Not yet. Claude's switching to her cunt. Hal's taking his
place in her mouth. She mounting Claude's dick, Man. Right now.
It's going in! Shit. She's got all of him up her pussy, Milt."
"It looks to me like your wife's cumming constantly. They pump
her... she howls and her body jerks like crazy... shit.. there
she goes again. You're wife's cumming, Man. She's cumming on
Claude's cock.!
"Listen, Milt. Jack just said he's getting ready to shoot and
so are Claude and Hal. I'm going to put the phone down and go
jack off all over your wife's huge tits. Give me your FAX number
and I'll send you some hot pics of Susan getting fucked and
sucking cock."
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The FAX transmission arrived an hour later. Some of the photos
were obviously taken while Blair had been talking to me on the
phone because Susan was wearing the blue corset she had
described. Others were taken at different times because she was
wearing different outfits, but in every single one of them, she
was dressed like a hot whore.
The first two showed my wife being double fucked, cunt and
mouth, on the couch with one foot up on the shoulder of the man
fucking her. "That must be Max in my wife's cunt," I thought,
"and Jack fucking her mouth." In the second photo, three men
were using my wife. She was sucking to guys back and forth and
another man had his big cock up her cunt. From the phone
conversation with Blair, the man in her cunt had to Sergei. He
was too big and thick for it to be my partner, Claude. The cocks
Susan was sucking must be Jack and Claude. All this was
confirmed by the caption someone had attached to the photos.
The first photo of the next set showed my wife riding cowgirl
on a cock while sucking two more. I guessed the cock in her cunt
belonged to my law partner, Claude Greyson. It was about the
right size. The ones using her mouth had to Jack and Hal. They
were obviously about to shoot their loads. Again the caption
confirmed this.
The first photo of the third set of two showed my wife being
ass fucked by a big cock. Two more cocks were taking turns
fucking her mouth. I had no idea who the men were in this photo.
The second photo showed the results of a huge number of cum
loads that had been shot into my wife's mouth, all over her tits,
into her cunt and ass holes, as well as some more cum on her
belly and mound. The caption gave me the details.
"Milt, in the first photo Blair is ass fucking your wife. When
she doesn't have a cock in her mouth, she was moaning and
grunting continuously. It seemed like every time Blair rammed it
up her ass, she had another orgasm. She's sucking Sergei and
Hal's cocks in the photo. In the second pic, you see the results
of six men cumming in and on your wife. Jack and Hal's loads are
running out of Susan's mouth. Some of their cum is also on her
belly and tits. Claude always wanted to unload inside your
wife's cunt so his and Max's cum loads are the ones seeping out
of Susan's cunt hole. Blair and Sergei ass fucked her and you
see their cum all over her butt and asshole."
There was only one other photo. It showed Susan being tripled
fucked... mouth, cunt, and ass. The caption said that my wife
was sucking Blair, taking my partner Claude up her cunt, while
Max plowed her asshole.
I was stunned, shaken, appalled. I knew I had had all I could
take. Fucking men I didn't know was one thing. Fucking my law
partner and some of our clients and spreading my name all over
the place was intolerable.
But I was also hard. I took the photos to the bedroom,
stripped, and jacked off four times before falling asleep.
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Divorce:
The first thing Monday morning, I initiated divorce
proceedings. Although it was a no-fault state, I intended to get
control of every thing and make Susan's attorney fight for every
nickel she would eventually get.
Susan had her own credit cards, which I could not cancel.
Next, I contacted the banks holding our joint off shore accounts
with the intent of transferring all monies into separate accounts
in my name only. After giving those instructions to a Mr.
Mendez, he asked me to hold. He was back on the line in less
than five minutes.
"Mr. Morell, those accounts are closed. Your wife withdrew all
the funds two weeks ago. I'm sorry. I have no idea where she
moved the funds or what she did with them. Her name was on the
account and we legally had to honor her withdrawal."
To say I was stunned would have been an understatement. My
wife was a sexy, beautiful piece of ass... a big pair of tits,
not a big brain. How did she ever figure out she should do
this?
I spent two hours calling the banks where Susan and I had joint
accounts. In each case, the response from the bank officials was
the same as the one I got about the off-shore accounts, my wife
had cleaned out every account and they had no idea where the
money was.
Giving up on the bank accounts, I called my broker to check on
our jointly held stock portfolio.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Morell. I did my best to persuade your wife
that now was not an opportune time to liquidate the stock
holdings, but she insisted and as a joint holder of the stocks
and bonds, we had to liquidate. I urge you to discuss the matter
with her and persuade her to reinvest the funds as soon as
possible."
"At least the properties are safe," I thought. "Susan would
have no idea what a proper sales price would be. But I had
better check."
An hour later, I discovered that approximately half of the
properties had been sold at prices that were only slightly under
market value. Of course, the seller to whom the funds had been
remitted was Susan Morell.
My retirement accounts were untouched and our home had not been
sold. I wondered why? After totaling up the amount of money my
wife had transferred to her name alone, I found it was almost
exactly half of our net worth if I assumed she would give the
home to me. Obviously, my plan was fucked! She already had
possession of her half of the monies. All that was left to
negotiate was the alimony.
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Monday evening, I found Susan waiting for me in our den when I
arrived. She saw the anger in my face the instant I entered the
house.
I really didn't know what to expect from her, but what I got
wasn't it. She merely shrugged, took out her cell phone, and
sent a text message. Then, she turned her attention my way
again.
"Hi, Milt. From the look on your face, I would say you have
decided you can't handle your new, slutty, hot wife. Am I
wrong?"
"No, you're not wrong! It's one thing to fuck guys I don't
know. It's an entirely different thing to fuck my law partner
and some of our clients and to spread my name all over the
place."
"Let's get a few things straight. First, I never mentioned my
last name to anyone nor your name. If the other men knew your
name, it was because your law partner told them. I can tell you
he's really turned on by fucking your wife, Milt. He's been
fucking me ever since the second week after I returned from
California. Second, who are you to point fingers at me for
liking cock? You've been fucking my friends, your secretary, and
a lot of your clients for years and years while I was totally
faithful except for one affair with Mark. Third, I asked you to
swing with me, and you refused. Remember?"
I was somewhat surprised by my wife's spirited defense. She
had never before said a word about all the women I was screwing.
"Well, I just found out that you have stolen half of our money
and transferred it to your name. What about that?" I screamed.
"I stole nothing. You're a lawyer. I know that you know that.
Half of every thing we have is mine. It's a no-fault state. I
simply moved the half that's mine to a place where you can't
touch it. You still have the house, all of your retirement
accounts, and about half the property, which I know is almost
exactly half of our holdings so what are you screaming about?
Perhaps that I'm not about to let you steal what's rightfully and
legally mine?"
"You ball-busting, castrating bitch! I'm filing for divorce
the first thing in the morning." Susan started laughing. Why, I
couldn't figure out.
"As it happens, Milt, I spent the entire afternoon packing all
my things because I knew that when you found out that Claude was
fucking me, your adolescent macho ego wouldn't be able to handle
it, and you'd file for divorce. If I was wrong, no harm done. I
would just unpack. But, it seems I was right on target. I'll be
out of here as soon as my cab arrives."
"You better get a good attorney, Susan. You're going to need
one."
"Oh... I already have one. Do you know Daniel Morrison? You
should. He's one of the best tort lawyers in the state. Besides
that, when Morrison's wife was suing for damages in her car
accident, she used your services. Remember? You won a good
settlement for her, and you also fucked her several dozen times.
Morrison knows. He can't wait to trash your ass in court. When
you came in breathing fire, I sent him a one-word text message...
"GO!".
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A New Beginning:
The next morning, even before Milt could prepare and file the
divorce papers he was served my petition for divorce. Since
Morrison had filed first, he was in the cat bird's seat. He
proceeded to freeze all of Milt's accounts, properties, house,
retirements funds, etc.
I had no intention of trying to get any of the half of the
assets that were his, but it gave him something to worry about.
I was very generous and let him have his half without any fuss.
The divorce went smoothly with no trial. In the end, Milt agreed
to $13,000 a month alimony, which was a small percentage of his
$500,000 per year income, but that plus the income from my half
of the estate gave me an income of about $350,000 a year, which
was more than I needed.
As soon as the final papers were signed, I was on a flight to
California, first class, of course. I had already made
arrangements for all my belongings to be shipped to California
via UPS, so I carried only a single suitcase containing everyday
essentials. I took a limo to my destination. "Might as well go
in style," I thought. I could certainly afford it.
I let myself into the house with the key Jim had given me...
just in case, as he put it. When he came in from work that
evening, he found a near naked woman reclining on the counter of
his bookcase. My bra was pulled down below my beautiful big tits
that he had given me. My miniskirt was up around my waist, and
only a tiny G-string covered my wet pussy. Of course, I was
wearing heels.
As soon as he saw me, his mouth fell open in surprise, but his
inaction lasted only a moment. The next moment, he had me in his
arms, his lips crushed against mine. I could feel his cock
already growing in his pants.
"Is your offer still good, Honey?"
"Absolutely! I've been hoping against hope that you would come
back!" He kissed me again, this time one of his hands captured
my tit and the other stroked my ass.
"Well, I'm here to stay. Do you want a hot fucktoy? I'm
available for that. I can also do the mistress thing. Or do you
want a slutty, unfaithful wife who can't get enough cock? Take
your pick, Honey."
"Will you really marry me?"
"Are you asking?"
"Yes... absolutely."
"I'd love to have you as my husband, Jim, but on one condition.
I love you too much to cheat on you. I won't cheat, but I want
a hot, sensuous sex life. Would you swing with me, enjoy it with
me?"
"I would love it."
"Then 'Yes!' I'll marry you."
Jim kissed me again, scooped me up in his arms, and started for
the bedroom. "Wait just a minute before you start fucking me,
Lover. I have one thing to tell you and then I have a request."
"Ok. But hurry. I'm so hard, I may cum in my pants if I don't
get into your hot pussy soon."
I quickly told him about my new income. "Are you kidding?" he
said. You mean in addition to what I make, we'll have another
$350,000 a year?"
"Yep. We're filthy rich, Lover. You'll just have to get used
to it."
"Well fuck! I guess I'll just have to bear up under the huge
burden. And the request?"
"Remember you said you wanted a hot slutty wife. Well, I'd
like to start on our slutty ways by having Nora over this weekend
for a hot threesome. Think you can handle having to fuck two
sexy sluts?"
"No... I don't have a prayer, but I'll give it my best shot."
"We'll go easy on you, Honey. And after we drain your balls,
you can watch us doing each other. That ought to recharge your
batteries pretty fast."
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