Monica Comes Out by RLM
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Background:
At age 28, Monica Ellison had a well-ordered, and she thought,
fulfilling life style. Having married Walter at age 20 and given
birth to Joanne six months later, she had had to resign her
secretarial and bookkeeping position to take care of her new
daughter. Although she missed the challenge of her former
position as assistant to one of the company vice-presidents, she
loved taking care of Joanne. One year later, Monica had their
second child whom they named Jack at Walter's suggestion.
Even though Monica was not bringing in an extra paycheck,
Walter's job as a highly successful real estate agent provided
more than sufficient income for the Ellisons to live comfortably,
if not lavishly. Their 1700 square foot home was relatively new,
in a good neighborhood, with a small pool in the back, and
attractively furnished.
Joanne and Jack were well-behaved and reasonably intelligent
children. There had never been any serious disciplinary problems
with either child, and now that Joanne was in the third grade and
Jack in the second, it was obvious that they were good students
and very likely to remain so.
In addition to being gainfully employed with a good salary,
Walter always helped with the housework and with the children.
He had several hobbies and showed a strong interest in hers.
Except for an occasional social drink, he rarely drank at all.
When he did take a drink, it was limited to one, or at most, two.
Walter had never smoked or used drugs and showed no interest in
starting. As far as Monica could tell, he was a 100% straight
arrow who had never cheated. In fact, he often failed entirely
to notice a gorgeous woman who was dressed hot and sexy.
In the bedroom, Walter had proven himself to be a gentle and
considerate lover. At least, Monica thought so, even though she
had nothing against which to compare Walter's performance since
she had been a virgin when she first had sex with Walter. After
eight years of marriage, they still enjoyed intercourse two or
three times a week. Although their lovemaking was somewhat
routine and not intense, Monica was having an orgasm at least
half of the time. And even when she didn't, she still enjoyed
the feelings of closeness that the sexual contact produced.
When the children started school leaving her with little to do
with her time during the day, she felt a change was in order.
Specifically, she wanted to go back to work so that she could
make use of her considerable secretarial and bookkeeping skills.
As usual, Walter was completely supportive and encouraged her to
see if she could find an attractive and interesting job.
With her experience and letters of reference from her former
employer, not to mention her physical beauty, she received an
offer from every application she submitted. Prospective
employers were eager to meet her needs as far as time was
concerned so she could be home by 5 PM to pick up her children
from the after-school daycare center. They all offered
attractive salaries and benefits packages.
After looking over a half-dozen job offers, she finally selected
a company based on their stability and potential as well as her
impression of the man for whom she would be working. The only
negative was that the job would sometimes require working late or
in the evenings. Walter didn't object, noting that he could
easily take care of the children when she had to work in the
evenings or late.
So it was, that at age 28, Monica Ellison was once again
gainfully employed in the workforce of an up and coming company.
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On the Job:
On the basis of her prior experience and letters of
recommendation, Monica was initially assigned the job of
executive assistant to Daniel Markam, Assistant Vice President of
Marketing. After a week on the job, every thing was going so
smoothly, she felt like she had never left the work force.
On Friday of her first week, she was having coffee with Wilma
Samson, a secretary for one of the division managers. After
introducing themselves, they were each enjoying a cup of coffee
with a croissant when Wilma lowered her voice and asked, "Well,
Monica, has Markam hit on you yet?"
Totally surprised by the question, Monica responded, "No. Not
even a hint. Why would you think he would be hitting on me? He
knows I'm married."
"Honey, that's the kind Markam likes best. Married women are
experienced. They have to be discrete, and most of them aren't
getting much in the way of sex from their hubbys. So, are you
sure he hasn't hit on you?"
Thinking back, Monica remembered that Mr. Markam had suggested
they have dinner together the following week to discuss the
upcoming marketing initiative and her part in it. When she told
Wilma that, Wilma smiled knowingly and said, "See. First dinner
and then back to his apartment to continue the discussion of the
upcoming projects and then more to drink and then next thing you
know, he's between your legs sticking it in."
"Well, first, I wouldn't go back to his apartment with him and I
don't drink, and why in the world would I even consider having
sex with him? I've only known him for a week."
"Honey, the word is that Markam's very smooth, great in bed, and
he's got a 9-inch dick that's very thick. Some of the girls have
told me that they came as soon as he put it in them, and before
he finished fucking them, they said they'd had at least eight
orgasms. Those are pretty good reasons to try him out in bed,
don't you think?"
"Cheat on my husband? No way! Why should I? Why would I?"
"Has any guy you've had sex with ever gotten you off eight times
in one evening."
"The only man I've ever had sex with is my husband, and well, of
course, he hasn't made me climax eight times in one evening.
That's impossible."
Now it was Wilma's turn to be totally shocked. "You're kidding
me, right? You've got to be kidding me. What are you... 26?
27? 28 years old?"
"I'm 28."
"28 years old and you're telling me you've never fucked anyone
but your husband?"
"That's right... I'm sure that's the case with most women."
"I really don't want to be the one to remove the blinders from
your eyes, Monica, but I don't know a single woman... not one...
who hasn't had multiple sex partners. In fact, most of the women
I know have had well over a dozen. And you're also wrong about
it being impossible for a woman to have eight orgasms in one
evening."
"I don't think I believe you, Wilma. It's none of my business,
but I told you so I guess that sort of gives me the right to
ask... how many men have you had?"
"Well, I'm 36, so I've been around longer than you... so far,
I've enjoyed 19 different men."
"My god! 19? What does your husband say?"
Wilma laughed. "You don't think I tell him, do you? What hubby
doesn't know won't hurt him or me."
"Have you had eight climaxes in one evening?"
"Many times, Honey. Many times. I used to hook up with a guy
who had a 10-inch cock. Oh Honey... when Hal banged me with that
pussy pleaser, I couldn't stop begging him for it or stop
cumming. He just got me off again and again. Even when I was
finally begging him to let me rest, he just kept hammering it
into me, and I just continued to climax. God! That man really
knew how to bang my drum and my pussy."
"I've never heard anything like what you're telling me, Wilma.
Ever. I guess you must think I'm really dumb."
"Not at all! The word's already out that you're really sharp
and a great asset to the company. The girls in more advanced
positions are worried about you taking their jobs... especially
if you make use of that hot body of yours. You've just been sort
of cloistered, so to speak."
"Make use of my body?"
"You know... spread your legs for Markam. He'll pass the word
and the higher ups will transfer you to their office so they can
enjoy what's between your legs... so on and so forth... up the
company ladder you go."
"Why did you think that Markam would be hitting on me anyway?"
"He's hit on the last three secretaries who have worked for him.
The first was Mary Hamilton. Everyone knew for a fact that he
was fucking her on his desk and in the evening practically every
day. That was the problem. Every one knew it, including her
husband who raised holy hell and Mary had to quit."
"See. That's what I mean. Why risk a marriage for some sex?"
"Not some sex... but the greatest sex Mary had ever had. She
told me that Markam was a cock master... those were her very
words... 'an absolute cock master'."
"Anyway, the girl after that was Vera Donalds. She lasted a
couple of weeks before Markam started banging her after hours in
the office and in motels. She eventually got pregnant, had to
have an abortion. After that, she quit."
"So that one didn't turn out well either, right?"
"No, it didn't. After Vera came Susan. She was as hot for
Markam as he was for her. Every time we had coffee or a girl's
night out, she would relate all the hot details of how he fucked
her. She worked for him and under him for two years before her
husband was transferred to a different part of the country, and
she had to leave."
"I guess you'd have to say that one worked out well," I
conceded.
"It did until Susan had to leave. You're her replacement, and
you've been working a whole week and haven't had Markam's big
dick up your pussy yet. I think that's a record."
"How about you, Wilma. Does your boss have sex with you?"
"My boss is John Williamson. He's a great looking guy... very
sexy... but he's gay. However, the assistant division manager is
Craig Nelson. He's a 33 year old stud and far from gay. He
bangs me regularly."
"How often is regularly, if you don't mind my asking?"
"Regularly is whenever he wants me during the day or whenever he
wants me and I can get away during the evening. Three or four
times a week, on average."
"Do all the women at this company have sex like that?"
"No. Not all, just a lot. Listen, we have a girl's night out
every Thursday night. You just missed the one last night. How
about joining us next Thursday, and you can hear all the hot
gossip for yourself. You don't have to do or say anything. Just
listen and learn. It'll be fun. At the very least, it will get
you heated up for your hubby later in the evening."
"I'll think about it."
"Do that... then join us. By the way, how big is your husband's
dick?"
"What kind of question is that anyway?"
"The kind two women who have telling each other their secrets
ask. Come on, Monica, fess up."
"Walter's penis is almost six inches when erect. We measured it
once."
"Then Walter's dick... excuse me, Honey, I mean Walter's penis
is almost average," Wilma said giggling.
"What's bad about that?" I asked defensively.
"Nothing. Not a thing. My Ralph's penis is about the same
size... six inches when hard. He makes me cum frequently with
it. Don't you get off when Walter fucks you?"
"Most of the time... well... about half the time."
"That's good. Some women get off much less than that with their
husbands. But, you can see the attraction of a great lover with
a huge cock who can make your pussy explode 8, 9, 10 times a
night or more... right?"
"I admit that it does sound like it would be fun at the moment,
but later, I would feel so guilt ridden that I wouldn't be able
to stand it. I just could never do it."
"Fine... but you can join us for some sexy talk on girl's night
out, right? You've enjoyed our chat haven't you? Tell me
truth... aren't your panties just a little damp now?"
I blushed to the very roots of my hair. "More than just a
little. So much so that I'm ashamed of myself."
"Bull shit. You're enjoying it. Aren't you?"
"Yeah.. I am. I hope we can do this more often."
"Sure. How about every day at coffee break and again at lunch
time?"
"See you at lunch."
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That evening after Jack and Joanne had gone to bed, I brought a
cup of coffee to Walter as he looked over the programs that were
on TV. I sat down beside him on the couch with my own coffee.
"Honey, one of the other women at work suggested that my boss,
Mr. Markam, might make sexual advances toward me."
"Really? Has he already done so?"
"No. Nothing. Frankly, I don't think he will, but if he does,
I can handle it. I'll just turn him down."
"Ok. So what's the problem?"
"Well, I really like my job. If he hits on me and I turn him
down, are we Ok? Or are you going to demand I quit?"
"Of course not. You make those decisions, not me."
"Thank you, Darling. I was hoping you'd feel that way."
"I wonder why the other women think your boss will made sexual
advances to a married woman? If you were single, it would be
sort of expected since he's divorced. But since you're married,
there wouldn't be much point in making advances that would have
no chance of success."
As we watched TV later that evening, I reflected again and again
on my husband's comment. Of course, I knew that I would reject
any advance Mr. Markam made, but I wondered why Walter felt that
he would have no chance."
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Girl's Night Out:
On Wednesday of the following week, I found myself eagerly
anticipating Girl's Night Out on Thursday night. Just as Wilma
had predicted, when I had had a working dinner with Mr. Markam on
Tuesday evening, he failed to finish filling me in on the new
marketing initiatives during the dinner and then suggested that
we continue at his apartment.
I had refused, of course, but when I had gotten home, my panties
were wet. I couldn't remember ever being so eager for sex.
Walter was clearly shocked when I suggested we turn in early so
we would have plenty of time to fuck. It was the first time in
years that I had referred to our love making as 'fucking'.
"That's a great idea," he had replied. "You know I'm always
ready to make love to you, Monica."
"I really feel more like being fucked than being made love to,
Honey. I want you to fuck me."
"For us, it's the same thing, Darling." Walter made slow,
gentle love to me for 30 minutes before he whispered that he was
about to cum. As his orgasm approached, he did speed up a little
and thrust into me a little harder. It was hard enough that I
climaxed moments before he did.
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I arrived at "The Watering Hole" just after Wilma had arrived.
The other girls weren't there yet. She took one look at me in my
black business suit and shook her head. "Hell, Monica. We're
here to have fun... to dance with some sexy guys, and to swap
juicy gossip. Why are you wearing that business suit. And my
god, you even brought your briefcase along with you! Why?"
"Because I didn't have any other way to bring a change of
clothes without having my husband ask me a bunch of questions.
You didn't tell me what to wear, so I wore something conservative
but brought along something casual if the suit wasn't
appropriate."
"Hey! Good thinking, Girl. What hubby doesn't know won't hurt
you. Right?" she said with a laugh.
"I didn't do it to conceal anything from Walter. I just didn't
know what to wear this first time. Looking at you, it's pretty
obvious that I'm way overdressed. I'll go change."
"Do you like the way I look, Monica?" Wilma asked obviously
pleased.
"Oh yes. You look extremely attractive and desirable." Then,
lowering my voice, I whispered, "But you're accidentally exposing
your panties, Wilma."
"Nothing accidental about it, Honey. That's to attract the
guys."
I hurried to the ladies room hoping to change before the other
girls arrived. After taking out the black dress I had brought
along and my heels, I carefully packed my business suit back in
my briefcase. I couldn't help giggling as I slipped into the
tight, skimpy black panties. Walter would be shocked if he knew
I had bought them earlier in the week just for tonight. Then, I
pulled on the black dress and buttoned it down the front.
Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I was both pleased and
shocked. The dress ended about four inches above my knees. It
was easily the shortest dress I had ever worn. And the four-inch
heels were the highest I had ever owned. I thought I looked
attractive but not slutty.
Just before I left the ladies room, I remembered how Wilma's
dress showed some of her cleavage, not much but a little. My
dress didn't show any. I had 34D breasts and thought "Why not
show a little of them? What harm could it do?" On impulse, I
opened the top button of my dress to expose a little of my
breasts. It was the first time I had ever done that. It seemed
to me like tonight was really a night of 'firsts' for me. I was
smiling when I left the ladies room.
When Wilma saw me, she smiled and said, "Now, that's a lot
better. But next time, wear a shorter dress, and you might
consider opening another button or two at the top, and maybe one
or two at the bottom."
"I can't do that. I already feel half naked in this dress,
Wilma."
"Ok. It was just a suggestion, but the other girls will be
arriving soon. Check out how they're going to be dressed."
Almost as soon as Wilma said it, Helen Graham and Dora McCall
arrived. Helen's green dress was at least three inches higher on
her thighs than my dress was on mine. The bodice plunged all the
way below her breasts exposing her bra as well as a lot of her
34C breasts. Her black sandals looked really sexy.
Dora was in her early 40's and married, but she was dressed even
more erotically than the other women. Her brief halter almost
couldn't contain her large breasts, and her cutoff jeans looked
like they were sprayed on they were so tight. Her shoes not only
had 4-inch heels, they were also clear plastic platforms. I
wondered how a married woman could manage to get up the nerve to
wear such a slutty outfit in public.
Both Dora and Helen smiled when they sat down at our table.
"Hey, Monica. Wilma said you were going to join us. Can't wait
to find out if Markam's gotten into your panties yet. You've
been working for him for about 10 days. It usually doesn't take
him that long," Dora said with a wide grin.
"Anyone want to make a bet?" Helen asked. "I bet he's already
fucked her. Wilma? Wanna bet?"
"Wouldn't be fair. I already know the answer. Wait until Jane
and Lorna arrive. One of them will probably be willing to make a
small wager."
"Speak of the sluts," Dora said. "Here they are now."
I and most of the men in the club were watching the two women
who were entering the club. Jane's colorful print dress just
barely covered her ass. Like Helen's dress, the bodice plunged
to her navel. If her breasts had been larger, they would have
fallen out of the flimsy garment. When she sat down, she opened
her legs letting all of us and most of men in the club see her
nearly transparent black panties.
Lorna was wearing a jean skirt that didn't quite cover her ass.
Her red top was totally open except for the bottom button. Her
bra and half of her tits were on display. I really felt
overdressed at this point.
"Hey, you two sluts. I'm offering a bet on whether or not
Markam has gotten into Monica panties yet or not. She's been
working for him almost two weeks now. Any takers?"
"What's the stakes?" Lorna wanted to know.
"The loser gives the winner head... how's that?" Helen
suggested.
"Ok. That's essentially an all win - no lose bet. Either way,
it's fun. I'll bet Markam hasn't fucked her yet."
At this point, the cocktail waitress arrived and took our drink
orders. I tried to order a diet coke, but Wilma stopped that
immediately. "Bull shit! No soft drinks. Order something to
loosen you up, Honey."
"I don't know what to order. I never drink... or at least, very
rarely. Why don't you order something for me?"
"Ok. Bring a screwdriver and a bloody mary. She can taste both
and take her pick. I'll take the other one."
As soon as the waitress left, Helen grinned and leaned closer to
me. "Ok... you're on. It's time to fess up, Monica. Tell us
all about your first two weeks with the satyr."
All five of the women looked expectantly. "Well," I began, "I
haven't had sex with Mr. Markam. I can tell you that."
"Hot Damn! I expect you to get me off on your hot tongue before
the evening's over, Helen."
"Shit! Ok. When do you want it? Right now? Want me under the
table?"
"No, not yet. I'll let you stew about it for awhile. Go on,
Monica. He's hit on you, hasn't he?"
"Yeah, I guess he has," I admitted.
"So tell us all the hot details, Honey," Wilma pressed.
"He asked me to have a working dinner with him so he could
inform me about all the new marketing initiatives coming up and
what my responsibilities would be. By the time dinner was over,
he still hadn't finished so he asked me up to his apartment for a
drink and to finish our discussion."
"Right," Jane said sarcastically. "After Markam got enough
drinks in you, the only discussion you'd hear would be "Spread
your legs, Honey. So what happened when he got you in his
apartment?"
"He didn't. I turned down his offer. I never went to his
apartment. He wasn't happy. But I told him that I was a married
woman and couldn't do that. He said he had no intention of
telling my husband and that if we were going to be working
together, it didn't have to be all work or something like that.
But I refused anyway."
"Wow. That must have been a first for Markam," Helen commented.
"He's usually banging his secretary the first week on the job.
Why did you turn him down?"
"Why? Because I'm married."
All five women looked at each other and then at me as if I were
some kind of alien. "You do know, don't you, that Markam has a
huge, 9-inch cock that thicker than my wrist?" Dora asked.
"Wilma told me he was big."
"And you weren't interested?? How big is your husband's cock
anyway?" Dora pressed.
"He about five and a half inches probably average thickness."
"And you turned down a huge 9-inch dick?? Why? You have no
idea how many times Markam's cock would make you cum. He's sort
of a stuck up ass, but he really knows how to ring a woman's
bell."
"She not only turned him down," Wilma explained. "she's turned
down every other guy who's tried. The only man she's ever had is
Walter, her husband."
"I don't believe it! No Way!" Jane stated flatly. "I know
you're 28. How can a woman go 28 years and not have any interest
in finding out what another cock is like? Particularly a huge
cock like Markam has. Aren't you even curious?"
"Well, of course, I'm curious, but not enough to cheat on my
husband. How about the rest of you. Do any of you have sex with
someone else besides your husband or boyfriend?"
"What do you think, Honey? My husband went on a fishing trip on
Tuesday. I've already screwed three guys since he left. I told
Felix to come over around 11 PM tonight, so I have to get home by
that time."
"Is Felix hung?" Jane wanted to know.
"A little over 8 inches and hard as stone. It feels like an
iron bar inside me when he fucking me." Both Wilma and Lorna
moaned softly at the mental image.
Everyone looked around the table to see who else might confess
to some indiscretion. Finally, Wilma grinned and said, "Craig
fucked me on his desk this afternoon."
"Doggy?" Dora asked.
"No. He wanted me on my back with my heels up on his
shoulders."
"I prefer to get it doggy bent over the desk, but on my back
with my legs up and his cock in deep is a close second," Dora
replied.
"Do all of you have sex with men other than your husbands or
boyfriends?" I asked both curious and shocked.
"Guilty as charged," Jane confessed. "You're the only holdout.
And frankly, I don't understand it. You've got a husband with a
five-inch dick who only makes love to you ... never just fucks
your ass off. And Wilma said you told her that you only get off
once and only that about half the time. How can you not be
interested in what else is out there."
"Well tonight, as soon as she dances with some of the guys here,
she's gonna to at least find out what a big cock feels like when
it's pressed against her mound," Lorna noted.
"I'm not so sure with that long dress on and it buttoned up
almost all the way to the top," Wilma said. "Monica, undo
another couple of buttons at the top so some of the men will be
trying to get you out on the dance floor. The least you can do
is see what big cocks feel like against your belly. Come on.
You owe it to yourself to at least try."
I wanted to do what Wilma said, but I just didn't have the
nerve. My hands moved to the top closed button, fingered it, but
then moved away leaving it fastened. "Oh shit," Dora hissed.
"You're acting like a fifteen-year old school girl. Let me fix
that dress!"
She moved to my side and slipped her fingers into the top
button. Whereas I had fumbled and hesitated, Dora just flicked
open the top button, stepped back to survey her work, and then
moved her fingers to the next button. When she stepped back the
second time, my dress was open below my breasts exposing my bra.
"Damn, she's even wearing a bra," Dora exclaimed. "Honey, you
don't come to Girl's Night Out wearing a damn bra. That's got to
go!" I felt paralyzed... unable to even move or protest... as
Dora pulled my dress off my shoulders, unhooked my strapless bra,
removed it, and tossed it into the middle of the table as all the
women applauded.
"Now isn't that better? With your dress opened like that, you
can bet your ass that you won't have to wait long before some
sexy hunk has you out on the dance floor."
At that point, a young guy in jeans and a white T-shirt came
over and asked Lorna to dance. She ginned, took his arm, and in
less than a minute, they were clinging to each other on the dance
floor. I couldn't take my eyes off the pair. He was holding her
tightly against his body. Lorna's seemed to be grinding herself
against the large bulge in the guy's pants. Even as far away as
I was, it was obvious that he had a huge erection.
When the first song ended, they stood together in the middle of
dance floor kissing. I was shocked once more when I saw that
Lorna was squeezing the guy's cock right there in front of
everyone.
I was still watching mesmerized as Lorna squeezed and stroked
the guy's large bulge when I felt someone tapping me on the
shoulder. Turned, I saw it was a guy who looked to be in his
mid-twenties. He was smiling broadly as he used his elevated
position to stare down my cleavage. I had an urge to cover
myself, but somehow I resisted it.
"I hope you're not offended by my staring at your gorgeous tits.
Just can't help it, they're so attractive. Even from the bar, I
was turned on by them. Would you like to dance? I'm Brad.
Please say yes and make my day."
When I hesitated, Wilma spoke up. "She'd love to dance with
you. This is her first time here, and she's just shy. Go on,
Monica. Dance with the nice man. Make his day even better."
He took my arm and led me to the dance floor. A minute or so
later, I found myself in the arms of a man other than my husband
dancing with him... another first for me. Brad was an excellent
dancer but all that was lost on me when I felt his rigid,
iron-hard erection pressed hard against my mound. In my
four-inch heels, my pussy was just about level with his penis so
that every time he took a dance step, his throbbing shaft slid
sensuously over and around my pussy.
"MMmmmm... your breasts feel good against my chest. You're
easily the most beautiful woman I've danced with in probably
forever."
In spite of myself, I felt my face flush with pleasure and my
clitoris throb. His hands moved lower onto my ass. At first, I
reached back and moved them back to my waist.
Shocked, he asked, "Did I do something wrong?"
"No... not really. It's just that I'm married."
"I know... that makes you even more sensuous and desirable...
the forbidden fruit, so to speak. I know you enjoy feeling my
body against yours. I can tell."
"How?"
"You're breathing harder... your tits are heaving, and your hips
are rotating slightly against me. You have me so hard. I can't
remember being this hard dancing with a woman before. I'm going
to put my hands on your gorgeous ass again. I can't help it. I
just have to feel you."
His hands again moved downward until they covered my buttocks.
Slowly, he moved his hands over the full expanse of my ass and
then pulled me firmly against his organ. I heard myself moan.
"We shouldn't be doing this," I whispered. "Please stop."
"All you have to do is walk away and leave me alone on the dance
floor, but if you stay, you're just too gorgeous... too
delicious... too hot for me to stop. Besides, you don't want me
to stop."
"Oh god... MMmmmmmm." I couldn't suppress the moan that issued
from my throat. He ground his hard shaft even harder against my
pussy. I could now feel my clitoris beginning to swell and
throb. I was shocked to hear myself asking him, "How big is it?
It feels huge."
"Close to nine inches. Do you like big ones?"
"I've never had one."
"Never? Not ever? Your husband is small?"
"Five inches... he's the only man I've ever had." When I said
that, I felt his cock lurch hard against my pussy.
"Oh my god! You have no idea how much that turns me on." He
leaned closer to me, pressed his lips against my ear and
whispered, "I want to fuck you. I've got to fuck you."
"I can't. I'm married."
"Your pussy and body say otherwise." His hands began pulling my
dress upward. I felt the cool breeze against my upper thighs...
then against my buttocks. He had my panty-covered ass exposed
and his hands on my bare flesh. I knew I should pull away...
should run back to my car, but I was paralyzed by the huge male
shaft that was now humping against my clitoris and my slit. With
a shock, I realized that I had automatically spread my legs
enough to let him grind his organ right against me. Then, I felt
his fingers sliding beneath my panties.
"I am going to fuck you, Monica."
"Oh god no! I can't take a penis as large as yours. You'll
tear me apart. Please... let me go... don't fuck me... please."
"I won't hurt you a bit... if it hurts at all, I'll stop, but
it's not going to hurt... all it's going to do is make you cum
harder than you've ever cum in your life."
His fingers found my anus, and I moaned in hot arousal. They
moved between my thighs. I spread wider as his fingers slipped
back and forth between my swollen labia. "Ooohhhhhh...
OOOohhhhh... OOOoohhhh." Glancing back at our table, I saw that
every woman was watching this guy working on me. Wilma gave me a
big thumbs up.
"Your pussy is soaked. I knew it would be. You're more than
ready to be fucked, Monica... aren't you?" he asked just as his
fingers entered me.
"AAAHHHHaaaaa... ooohhhhh god... mmmmmmmm... AAAhhhhh."
"Well, are you ready?" His fingers gently stroked my throbbing
clitoris.
"UUnnnnnnmmmmmm... yes. Oh god, YES! I'm a total slut... a
dirty whore, but I want it. Take me somewhere and fuck me,
Brad."
"You're not a slut... you're a passionate woman who has denied
herself for years and years. That's too long. I'm going to take
you to my apartment where we can enjoy each other more fully."
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When Brad escorted me to his car, he made certain that he kept
in a constant state of arousal and heat never giving me a chance
to regain control of my wildly excited body. His hand stayed
under my dress and inside my panties caressing and stroking my
ass until he helped me into the passenger side of his car.
As we drove to his apartment, he had my body pressed against his
side with his hand working between my thighs keeping me boiling
hot. When he stopped the car in front of his apartment, my legs
were wide open as his fingers moved up and down the length of my
slit. Like a whore, I was thrusting myself against his hand
trying to entice him to move beneath the panties. Even when he
got out and opened the passenger-side door to help me out, I kept
one foot up on the seat with my legs wide open. I felt like a
total slut, but I wanted him to see me like that.
I was in a daze. I couldn't believe that I had allowed Brad to
take me to his apartment where he obviously intended to fuck me.
I knew I should ask him to take me back to my car so I could go
home to Walter, but my body didn't want to go home to my husband.
I could still feel that huge bulge pressing hard against my
pussy while we were dancing. I had never felt anything like it.
As soon as we were inside his apartment, his arms pulled me
close. When his mouth descended onto mine, it seemed like my
mouth just automatically opened. His tongue entered and I opened
even wider... much wider than I did for Walter. It seemed
natural to do what this man wanted, and I knew he wanted my mouth
wide open.
Brad's kiss was nothing like my husband's. When Walter kissed
me, his lips would gently press against mine. When he wanted to
touch my tongue with his, he would slowly slide the tip over my
lips, and I would open my mouth enough for him to slip inside the
let our tongues lovingly caress. Brad's kiss was the hard,
demanding kiss of an excited male who wanted complete access and
intended to get it. I felt like I had to open my mouth as wide
as possible. His tongue didn't gently caress mine. It took
possession of my mouth, fucking it like it were my pussy. When
his tongue withdrew, I knew he wanted mine deep inside his mouth.
I pushed it in as my body trembled and shuddered.
The entire time our mouths worked feverishly together, our
tongues thrusting back and forth, his organ was grinding into my
pussy. There was no way I could possibly keep my hips from
moving... thrusting hard against his grinding shaft. It felt so
big... so long... so thick... so hard. When Walter was about to
ejaculate, his penis would become very hard, but Brad's organ was
already harder than Walter's ever got, and I hadn't even touched
it yet. I could feel my juices pouring out of my vagina.
"Feel my cock, Monica. Feel its length... its girth. See how
hard it is for you. Then take it out."
"Oh god... I can't. I'm married. Please."
"Feel me! Now!"
I heard myself moaning helplessly as my hand moved downward. I
could feel the heat of his organ even before I touched his pants.
When my hand did touch him, it jerked spastically, like a caged
python... enraged... coiled.... ready to strike... deadly. Again
it pulsed. Closing my hand around him, I was stunned at its
thickness. I couldn't begin to get my hand around it when it was
inside his pants.
"Oh my... it's just huge! OOoohh... OOoohh. I've never felt
anything like it. I could never take it... never.:
"You'll take every inch of it, Monica. Take it out. Unzip me
and take it out. Kneel down so you can see it up close."
I was on my knees without even realizing that I had knelt in
front of him. My fingers were shaking so badly, Brad had to
guide them to his zipper. I lowered it, and moaned at the
awesome sight of his cock thrusting out the top of his briefs.
At least three inches of impossibly thick penis protruded
upward... throbbing... clear liquid running from the open tip. I
had never seen Walter's penis do that.
"Are you already cumming?" I asked totally puzzled.
"No. That's called precum... its a lubricating fluid that a man
secretes when a woman has him wildly excited. Use you tongue and
lick it off my cock."
If Walter had demanded that I do something so gross, I would
have refused. I didn't even think about refusing Brad. Eagerly,
I slid my tongue up his throbbing dick and over the swollen head
scooping up his precum as I went. When I had licked him clean, I
swallowed and felt my vagina contract hard in response.
"MMmmmm... loved that," he hissed with masculine pleasure that
sent shivers through me. "Now it's your turn. Let's get those
big tits out. I can't wait to see them. Take them out."
Eagerly, I opened several more buttons and pulled both of my
tits out. They seemed swollen... even bigger than their normal
34D size. Brad's cock surged upward when he saw them. The huge
organ was standing almost vertically right in front of my eyes as
he squeezed and explored my now heaving breasts. I had never
seen Walter's cock stand straight up like Brad's was doing. When
he caressed and handled my nipples, his cock jerked and
throbbed... swelling even larger right in front of my eyes.
"Now suck me, Monica. Suck me and enjoy the feeling of a big
cock inside your mouth for the first time."
I couldn't wait. I don't think I was ever as eager to have
Walter's cock in my mouth as I was to have this huge dick inside
every one of my holes. Pulling it down until it was parallel to
the floor, I took the big head inside my mouth. My clitoris
began to throb.
"OOoohhhh.... OOOooohhh... OOOoohhh AAAhhhhh... aahhh god...
yesss!"
"Did you cum, Monica?" Brad asked obviously surprised but
pleased.
"Yes. Oh yes. I came. I don't believe it... but I did. I
came! Sit on the couch, Brad, so I can get into a better
position to suck you." He didn't have to be asked twice. Once
he was seated, I was able to move over his cock and take more of
him inside my mouth.
At first, three inches was all I could get in. But after
working it in and out for several minutes I was able to suck over
half of it.
By the time Brad pulled his cock from my eager mouth, I had
forgotten all about my husband and children. All I wanted was
more of that beautiful, huge shaft. He could have me anyway he
wanted, and we both knew it.
All I could do was moan when Brad carried me to the bed. Laying
me on my back, he ordered me to pull my legs back until I had my
knees outside of my tits. "Bend your knees but keep those hot
heels pointed toward the ceiling, Monica. Spread wide. Open
yourself as much as possible so you can take my cock."
When I was in the position he had ordered, he knelt on the bed
his thighs pressing against my buttocks. Fisting his cock, he
stared at the pulsing hole of my gaping pussy. "God... but you
do look hot and ready, Baby. Are you?"
"OOoohhhh," I groaned.
"Answer me are you ready?"
"YES!" I shouted. "I'm ready. FUCK ME!" Please put it in
me."
"With pleasure, Honey." He raised up over me, his feet planted
solidly on the bed. When his upper body bent over and moved
between my upraised legs, his cock was pointed right at my
throbbing hole. His hips snapped forward powerfully drilling his
massive shaft into my cunt.
"GGGHHAAAAAA... OOHHHHH FUCKKK... IT'S TOO BIG... STOP.. OHHHH
GOD! STOP!"
Mercifully, Brad did stop, but left five inches of thick dick
sunk into me. My vagina pulsed and throbbed around it. I was
already filled with more cock than my husband had ever given me.
Walter had five inches but his penis wasn't anywhere close to as
thick as Brad's. Brad's penis stretched the walls of my pussy
twice as much as Walter's. He flexed his huge dick inside me,
and I wailed with the intensity of the sensation.
"Oh Fuck! Just feeling your huge penis inside me ... swelling
and throbbing... is gonna make me cum... Pump me little, Honey,
but go slow and not too deep yet." Brad gave me three or four
slow, sensuous strokes. Each time he pulled four inches out, my
labia clung to his shaft like it couldn't bear to have it leave.
When he thrust it back into me, the lips of my pussy disappeared
inside my hole as he stretched me open again.
After the fourth torturously slow thrust, six inches of his
thick sex spike were inside me pressing against my G-spot and
putting awesome friction on my clit.
"UUnn... UUnn... UUnnn... aaahhh... OOhhh fuck... Oooohhh
fuck... cumming... I'm cumming... oh my god... you're making me
cummmm," I squealed as my hips drove upward taking a seventh inch
of dick into my erupting hole.
Again, Brad stopped fucking me and just flexed his shaft and
pressed it against my throbbing clit and G-spot. The hard
pressure on my G-spot was something my husband couldn't possibly
give me. The sensation of fullness sent ripples of pleasure up
and down the length of my vagina. Slowly... ever so
tantalizingly slowly... Brad began to fuck me again. I wailed in
another orgasm.
This time he didn't stop. Fucking me steadily right through my
orgasm, he drove 8 inches into me. I gasped even louder.
Several strokes pumped into me at this depth before he grasped my
ass in his hands, held me in perfect fucking position, and rammed
his full length into my hugely stretched hole.
"OOOHHHHH UUUNNGGGH... GGGHHHAAAA.... aahh aahh aahh aahh aahh
aahh... oh fuck meeee... fuck it ... fuck it... AAAAHHHHH!"
Without warning, my pussy exploded in hard contractions around
his pounding shaft. My legs shot straight out... rigid... my
toes curling back. Every thrust drove the head of his dick into
my womb. I couldn't stop cumming or howling.
"Wanna be on top so you can fuck me?" Brad whispered in my ear.
"Oh yes... please... put me on top so I can fuck you, Honey," I
hissed. Brad held me around the waist and turned over so that I
was now on top in cowgirl position. Although he had tried to
keep his shaft buried in me as we turned, it had slipped out of
my pussy.
"Oh please... put it back in me," I heard myself moaning. I
couldn't remember ever having given my husband the pleasure of
hearing me beg for his cock like that.
"Sink your cunt down my cock, Monica. You know how to get a
man's dick into your hot hole. Do it!"
Maneuvering my pussy over his dick, I got the head right at my
opening and worked it into my quivering hole.
A hot grunt of pleasure erupted from my mouth as I rammed myself
down on it. Eight inches of delicious man meat sank into my
pussy... no, I mentally corrected myself... eight of hot cock
sank into my cunt. I couldn't wait. Frantically, I pounded my
hips up and down his throbbing shaft.
"Fuck harder, Slut. I'm gonna shoot a load into you!"
"OOohhh," I moaned thrilling at the thought that Brad's sex gun
was going to shoot off inside my hole. "YES! CUM IN ME! SHOOT
IT INNNNNNN!" I howled. My ass went into overdrive taking his
full length inside me on every thrust. He rammed upward as I
forced my vagina downward. When his dick exploded inside me, I
came again. We were both screaming and grunting... high-pitched
squeals of female pleasure mixed with the hot grunts and growls
of a man shooting his load into a throbbing cunt.
When I felt his dick cease contracting inside my vagina, I let
my weight settle down on his body. Struggling to catch my
breath, I moaned in his ear, "God... that was fantastic. I've
never, ever been fucked like that, Brad. I love your big cock."
"You talk like we're finished?"
"Aren't we?"
"Hardly. You're going to have to drain my balls a lot more than
once before we'll be finished, Monica. Squeeze your pussy around
my dick... Get me hard again."
It was another first for me! Walter always took at least 30
minutes or more to get hard again after his orgasm, and usually
he only fucked me one time. This man obviously intended to screw
me multiple times! Just the thought had me hot and ready for
more. I squeezed his rod with my vaginal muscles... milking
him... sliding slowly and sensuously up and down a few inches of
his hardening dick. He got bigger... harder... until he was
ramming me like a bull.
"Turn around. Ride me reverse cowgirl. I'm gonna fuck your
sexy ass off, Honey."
As soon as I was mounted with my back against his chest, Brad
pulled me back and used his legs to spread mine. He began to
fuck me hard and deep. Gradually, he put more force and power
into his thrusts until he was screwing into a state of constant
orgasms. I thrashed and hunched on his monster shaft as it
pumped me from one orgasm straight into another.
"Oh god! I can't stop cumming!! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE! GGGHHAAAA!!"
Brad shot his second load into me as I came again. I had lost
count of my orgasms. Dozens... or maybe just five or six that
lasted several minutes each. I couldn't tell. And didn't
care... all I cared about at the moment was sucking this stud
hard again so he could fuck me some more.
I was amazed at how fast Brad got hard again as I sucked his
dick. Feeling it swell and pulse inside my mouth had my pussy
gushing... my clit twitching with anticipation. If he wanted to
cum in my mouth, I was going to let him, although I secretly
hoped he would decide to fuck me again. As my mouth and lips
slid up and down six inches of his now hard cock, I could feel
the two loads of semen seeping out of my vagina and running
erotically down my thighs. I was on the pill, but the thought of
fucking Brad and some other guy with a huge cock unprotected sent
more erotic shivers through me.
I could help but squeal with delight when Brad pulled his thick
9-inches out of my mouth and ordered me to get on my knees, head
down, ass up. When I was in position, he growled, "Wider,
Monica. Spread your knees wider. Open up your holes."
As soon as I spread my knees wider, I screamed with the ecstasy
caused by nine inches of iron-hard cock spearing my soaked and
squishing pussy. The head thudded into my womb with masculine
authority causing me to grunt.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked obviously concerned that my grunt had
been one of pain.
"NO! NO!" I screamed. "DON'T STOP! FUCK ME! I LOVE IT!"
"I want your ass."
"OOohhh... I can't take you up my ass... too big... you'll tear
me apart."
"I've fucked the asses of over a dozen married women, Monica,
and none... I mean none... were ever hurt for more than a few
seconds. After that, they couldn't stop cumming. Put your hand
between your thighs and work your clitoris as my cock ass fucks
you. We'll go slowly until it's all the way in... once your ass
has been screwed, you'll want it every time you fuck a guy. Now,
reach back and pull your buttocks apart... Show me your sexy ass
hole."
Nervously, I put my hands on my buttocks and spread myself. It
felt so obscene to be spread like this... my pussy and ass holes
both fully exposed with this hot stud staring at both of them.
Brad squirted some lubricant over my anus and then pushed the
bottle into my hole and squirted even more inside me.
"Now, I'll lube my cock. You won't believe how deliciously
wicked it feels to have a hard male cock entering your ass,
Monica." Slowly, he worked the head back and forth over my anus
while repeatedly telling me to relax my sphincter. I tried. He
centered his cock on my opening. I willed myself to relax fully.
"OOHHHH... GOD! AAAHHHH... OOOHHHH ITS GOING INNNNNNNNNN....
UUNNGHH... AAAHH AAAHHH.. IT'S IN ME... IT'S IN MY ASS!" I
howled as several inches of Brad's dick stretched my hole and
disappeared inside.
My hand shot between my thighs. When I touched my clitoris, I
was shocked to find it swollen and extended far out of its
protective hood. I couldn't remember it ever being this big or
this hard. It was already pulsing. As soon as I trapped it
between two fingers and stroked, it went into hard, repeated
spastic contractions. I didn't have to tell Brad that I was
cumming.... he could feel the contractions of my ass around his
plunging cock.
When I felt his balls slapping against my clit, I knew he was
fully planted inside my ass. The thought sent me over the edge
again. I didn't even recognize the wild grunts and shrieks that
issued from my wide open mouth.
I lost track of time as Brad used my asshole forcing me to
repeated orgasms until finally I wailed loudly and ejaculated. I
was shocked when the powerful stream spewed out of my vagina and
drenched the bed covers. It also excited Brad and pushed him
over the edge. As my body shuddered and shook, his cock jerked
and contracted shooting gush after thick gush of semen into my
formerly virgin ass.
When Brad finally pulled his softening organ from my bottom,
thick globs of semen bubbled out and formed a long cum rope
dangling from my ass toward the bed.
Brad laughed. "Now that's what I call a well-fucked fucked
ass."
Turning my head, I stared at his now wilting, five-inch soft
penis. I also laughed and said, "Now that's what I call a
totally fucked out dick."
We both laughed and then cuddled together and kissed for another
ten minutes. Checking the time, I saw that it wasn't quite
midnight. Putting on my most seductive smile, I whispered hotly,
"Can you fuck me one more time before I have to go home?"
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Walter's Hotwife:
Walter was already asleep when I finally got home around 12:30
AM early Friday morning. One part of my mind was glad he was
asleep so I wouldn't have to explain why I was so late getting
home. Another part was disappointed as I really wanted his cock
up my pussy. I had taken a quick shower and washed at Brad's
place before coming home so I wasn't worried about him smelling
Brad's aroma on my body.
But all of that was for naught as Walter as so sound asleep, he
didn't even move when I crawled into bed with him. I tossed and
turned for awhile as my pussy seeped wanting my husband's cock
inside, but eventually I fell asleep. I slept so soundly, Walter
had to shake me awake the next morning so I wouldn't be late for
work.
My husband had already left for work before I left the house.
For the first time since starting to work for Mr. Markam, I wore
a short, tight sheathe dress to work with four-inch heels. As
soon as Dan saw me, his eyes lit up and a broad smile appeared on
his face.
"Damn, Monica. You look fantastic this morning. I knew you'd
be drop-dead gorgeous if you wore something really attractive,
and I'm delighted to see that my analysis was right on target.
From now on, I don't want to see you coming to work in those
severe business suits or long dresses. Understand?"
"Yes Sir. I'm sorry you weren't pleased before. It won't
happen again."
"Wonderful. I'm really delighted with the change." Markam
continued to stand there looking at me. His eyes roved up and
down my body mentally undressing me.
"Is there anything else, Mr. Markam?" I asked with a soft smile.
"Yes... yes there is, but I have meetings all day today. We'll
discuss it later."
I nodded, secretly very pleased to see Markam's big cock tenting
his pants. He was still trying to adjust his pants when he
walked through the door of his office.
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By the time I got home from work Friday evening, my pussy was a
wet, raging inferno of need. When Walter came home 30 minutes
later, my vagina throbbed as soon as I saw him. If the children
had been with their grandparents, I would have fucked him on the
living room floor, which was something we had never done.
When my husband gave me a gentle kiss on my lips, my mouth
spread wide open and just devoured his mouth. The kids were in
the den watching TV so I prolonged the kiss. When I felt
Walter's cock begin to harden against me, I started grinding my
pussy against his shaft.
"My god, Monica," Walter gasped when he freed his mouth from
mine. "What's going on? What if the kids were to walk in?"
"Then, they'd see their mother kissing their father and loving
every second of it. It's about time they saw that... so far,
they haven't." I reached down and stroked my husband's semi-hard
cock. Immediately, it got even harder. "MMmmmm... love this.
Keep it hard for me, Baby. I want it after the kids have gone to
bed."
Every time I walked past my husband during dinner and later as
we watched TV, I ran my hand over his shoulder or bent down and
kissed his neck. At one point, Jack said, "Look, Jonie. Mommy's
kissing Daddy on the neck."
Walter tried to move away, but I pulled him back and this time
kissed him hard on the lips. "She's kissing him on the lips
now," Jack informed his older sister.
"Of course, she's kissing him, Silly. They're married and love
each other." I winked at Joanne, and she just beamed with
pleasure and excitement.
When that show and the next one ended, it was bed time for the
kids. "I'll put the kids to bed," Walter said. Taking Joanne's
hand and carrying Jack, he escorted them to their bedroom, tucked
them in, and kissed them both goodnight.
When Walter entered our bedroom, he found me leaning back
against the headboard of the bed wearing nothing but my heels and
a necklace. I had my legs wide open with my fingers spreading my
pussy wide open.
"Hurry, Darling. Get your clothes off and get on me... get in
me. I need to be fucked... NOW!"
Walter seemed to be in a daze as he removed his clothes.
"What's going on, Monica? We've been married for 8 years and
I've never seen you act like this. You even said 'fuck'. I've
never heard you use that word before."
"I know you haven't, Darling, and I'm really sorry. I've spent
eight years denying both of us a lot of pleasure. There are so
many things I've said 'no' to, I can't even count all of them.
Well, tonight that ends... MMMmmm... you're hard. I love it
hard. Bring that hard cock over here so your slutty wife can
suck it."
As hard as he was, Walter's normal five-and-a-half-inch penis
had hardened until it probably getting close to six inches. I
slid it into my mouth, cupped his balls, and began to suck my
husband's throbbing shaft. He was on the small side, but he was
hard as stone. When I deep throated him, his rod surged and
jerked with the head just entering my throat. I sucked him
harder... faster. When I pushed my finger into his rectum,
Walter howled.
"OOohhhh god... stop... stop, Monica. I'm about to cum."
"That's what a man is supposed to do when a woman sucks his
cock. Shoot it in, Baby. Flood me." I swallowed his dick again
and pushed another finger into his ass. Walter screamed and
pumped gush after gush of his load into my mouth. I swallowed
every drop and then licked my lips.
Falling backward onto the bed, I jacked my legs high and spread.
At the same time, I pushed his head down between my thighs and
hissed, "Suck my cunt, Lover. Make me cum, Baby. Oh god... I'm
so fucking hot. Suck meeeeee!"
Again my husband looked dazed. It was the first time I had ever
called it 'my cunt'. As soon as I had said it, his cock lurched
and began to harden again. He loved it, and so did I.
I had two loud, screaming orgasms before I pulled him higher on
my body and screamed, "Hurry. Stick your cock up my cunt... Fuck
me! Fuck the shit out of me, Stud. Ram me hard!"
Walter slammed his dick into me, and I came after just a few
strokes. "Ooohhh Fuck! I'm cumming on your dick, Baby... Pound
it to meeeeeeeeeee!"
He began driving his rod in and out of my erupting cunt like a
man possessed by a demon... and I was going wild with pleasure.
It was the easily the hardest he had ever screwed me. Every
thrust drove my ass deep into the mattress.
"Oh god damn! I'm gonna cummmm.... Fuck me harder, Darling.
Stick your fingers inside my ass while you fuck your hot whore."
"Are you sure, Monica?"
"Don't ask questions... just stick your fingers up my ass and
fuck my cunt harder... I'm gonna cum again... give it to me."
In less than a minute, we were both screaming from the intensity
of our orgasms. Walter collapsed on top of me and I wrapped my
legs around his body and pulled him into me as far as possible.
"I hope the children didn't hear us," he gasped.
"I hope they did. I want them to hear. Joanne needs to know
how much pleasure sex brings to a woman, and Jack needs to know
what a really hot woman sounds like when a man is fucking her...
that way, he won't pick a dud for a wife."
We cuddled and hugged each other for another five minutes before
I asked, "Did you like your new wife or do you want the old one
back? You can have either... but it's a one-time choice so make
it carefully."
"That's a no-brainer! I want this one. I loved it!"
"So did I, Darling... so did I. We'll rest for a bit then I'll
suck your cock hard again so you can fuck my ass."
My husband's cock hardened almost instantly.
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While Walter was playing golf on Saturday, I called my parents
who lived about 60 miles from us. When I asked if they would
like to have their grandkids for the rest of the day and most of
Sunday, they were delighted.
"Is it Ok we take them to the beach and then to the amusement
park?" Mom wanted to know.
"Oh they'd love that. Absolutely. Walter's out on the golf
course. I'll drive them over to your place and still be home in
time to fix dinner."
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When Walter got home from the golf course, I suggested that he
shower while I got his dinner ready.
"Are you sure you don't need some help fixing dinner?"
"You just shower and clean up, Honey. I'll take care of
dinner."
About 30 minutes later, my husband came into the den to find me
waiting for him wearing a totally transparent top with nothing
underneath except my 34D tits. It was obvious that both nipples
were hard and erect. Below the waist, I had on a red G-string
beneath equally transparent black panties, torn, black thigh-high
stockings, and black, platform heels. I had the black panties
pulled down almost to the tops of my thighs. Walter's mouth fell
open but only a startled gasp came out. He was speechless, and I
was loving every second of it.
"You're dinner's ready, Stud. You're eating at the Y tonight,
Baby, and your dinner's hot and ready for you."
"Oh Jesus. You're gorgeous! Just awesome! What about the
kids?"
"At their grandparents until we pick them up tomorrow." Bending
over at the waist, I slid the black panties halfway down my
calves and then pulled my G-string aside enough to expose top
half of my slit. My clitoris was already hard and protruding
from its hood. "See anything that looks like it would be fun to
eat, Lover?"
For an answer, Walter started frantically taking off his shirt
and pants until all that remained were his briefs that just
barely covered his throbbing dick. "Mmmmm... that's the kind of
answer I like, Baby. You're hard aren't you? Big and hard for
my pussy."
"Oh hell yes!" he groaned.
"Take it out... show it to me... Show me your hard cock, Honey."
Walter jerked down his briefs and his rigid dick surged out and
stood straight up in the air. Once more, he was so turned on
that his prick was pushing six inches. Most importantly, it was
iron-hard and throbbing. Just looking at it made my pussy
moisten in anticipation. "Oh yes! You're so damn hard. You
have no idea how good it feels inside me when it's hard as stone
like that," I moaned. I could see Walter beam with masculine
pride. His cock jerked spastically and a stream of precum seeped
from it open tip.
"Bring that hard dick over here, Honey." I knelt on my knees.
As soon as he was in front of me, I had his cock buried in my
mouth.
I kept sucking causing him to grunt and moan louder and louder.
When his organ began jerking and then contracting in hard spasms,
I gripped his butt with both of my hands and pulled him all the
way inside. My hot husband fucked my mouth like a jack hammer as
his load exploded down my throat. It was so huge and fired into
my mouth with such force that I couldn't swallow fast enough.
Some of his semen spurted out the corners of my mouth and dripped
off my chin.
When his dick had finally stopped throbbing, Walter pulled me
to my feet and pushed me onto my back on the couch. He had my
black panties off in a flash. "Show me my dinner, you luscious
slut," he ordered.
"Yes sir. I hope you like it," I hissed as I opened my thighs
and plunged my fingers into my wet hole. It was the first time
Walter had ever seen me masturbating. I drove him wild... so
wild his cock was already getting hard again.
"Spread it! Show me your hot hole!"
"Oohhh god! Yes! Look at my cunt, Lover. See how wet and open
it is for you."
He literally threw himself between my thighs, his mouth
engulfing my pussy as his tongue drove into me and lashed my
already erupting clitoris. For the next 15 minutes, Walter
licked and sucked me to orgasm after orgasm. Twice, my vagina
ejaculated all over his face. It didn't slow him down at all.
The sensations were so intense my cunt contracted repeatedly in
hard spasms whooshing everytime he made me cum.
Finally, he couldn't wait any longer to sink his cock into me.
Mounting me like a wild stallion, my husband fucked my brains out
for the next hour. After 20 minutes of hard fucking, he filled
me with a load. Rolling onto his back, he told me to suck him
hard again. God! I loved it. I had him hard again in no more
than five minutes. Then, he fucked me again. By the time we had
to take a break, my pussy was covered with his semen and my own
fluids.
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Big Cock Slut:
On Monday morning, I was preparing our breakfast and getting the
kids ready for school when Walter came in to help.
"What can I do to ..." he started and then stopped abruptly when
he saw the short, tight spaghetti strap dress I was wearing.
"Wow! I really like that dress."
"I thought you might," I grinned as I took the hot cereal off
the stove and put the eggs in the skillet to scramble.
"Are you wearing that work?"
"Um-huh. Think my boss will like it?"
"If he doesn't, he needs a brain transplant. Do you think it'll
be ok?"
"I think it will be fine. Mr. Markam will like it."
"I know that. What I meant is do you think he'll make a pass at
you?"
"At work? I hardly think so."
"I guess that's right, but he's certainly going to enjoy the
view."
"Would it make you angry or jealous if he did make a pass at
me?"
"If I'm going to get jealous every time a man looks at and wants
my gorgeous wife, I'll be spending a lot of my time being
jealous. Will you tell me if he does?"
"Do you want me to?"
"Yeah."
"Ok. I think the idea sort of turns you on, doesn't it."
"I guess. At least a little."
"Well, it's nothing to worry about. Mr. Markam's too busy to
spend much time staring at me. Breakfast is ready, and the kids
have to catch the school bus. Let's eat."
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I had a suspicion that my comments to my husband about how much
time Mr. Markam was going to spend staring at me weren't really
true. In fact, I had much more than just a suspicion, I was
virtually certain that he was going to be hitting on me a lot in
this outfit.
As soon as Markam saw me, I knew my suspicions were correct. He
just stood there and stared at me... his eyes taking in the
thrust of my tits and ass and my exposed legs. After checking
out every inch of me, he said, "I'd like to see you in my office
in about five minutes, Monica."
"Yes Sir," I responded with a smile.
After five minutes, I knocked on Markam's door. I could already
feel the moisture seeping into my panties.
"Come in."
I entered and stood beside his desk. Once more, his eyes
traveled up and down the length of my body, finally stopping at
my thrusting tits. His stare had me so excited that couldn't
prevent my breasts from rising and falling rapidly. He noticed
and knew I was turned on by his attention.
"You know, Monica, I wasn't happy last week when I asked you to
come to my place so I could finish describing your job
responsibilities for the upcoming marketing campaign. I really
expect more ... eh... more cooperation from my executive
assistants."
"I understand, Mr. Markam. I was just nervous about going to
your place in the evening like that."
"Why? Were you afraid I would attack you?"
"Of course not, Mr. Markam. That never even entered my mind."
"Then why?"
"I was afraid you'd fuck me, and, at the time you asked me to
come to your apartment, I had never had any man except my
husband."
"At the time, you say?"
"Yeah."
"And now?"
"Last Thursday night, I danced with a man several times. He had
a penis much larger than my husband's which he kept grinding into
me. I got so hot, I went home with him."
"And?"
"And he fucked me with his big cock."
"And?"
"I loved it! I just couldn't stop cumming. I never knew that a
large cock could get me off like that."
"Come over here, Monica. Closer... yeah... oh yeah. Now feel
my cock."
"What?"
"You heard me. Feel my dick, Monica. Feel how big it is."
I couldn't suppress a gasp of surprise nor the moan of
excitement that followed when I wrapped my hand around Markam's
bulge. It felt even bigger than Brad's.
"Bigger than your husband's?"
"Oh god, yes... it's huge!"
"Bigger than the guy who fucked you last Thursday evening?"
"Yes... he was almost as big, but your penis is bigger."
"And it's not fully hard yet. It gets bigger. Pull your dress
up around your hips and sit on my lap, Monica." I couldn't jerk
my dress up fast enough. "Hot... sexy... love the panties. Now
sit on my lap with your back against my chest and grind your
pussy against my shaft. See how big it gets."
"What if someone comes in?"
"No one ever enters my office without calling me first. Sit on
it, Monica. Now."
Straddling Markam's hips, I lowered my bottom onto his lap. The
huge bulge pressed erotically between my thighs bringing a moan
from my lips.
"Like it?"
"Ohhh yes," I groaned as I squirmed on his lap to adjust my
pussy so that his big shaft pressed against my clitoris.
"Move your pussy on it, Monica."
"Ooohhhh god... OOoohhhh... MMmmmmm... AAAaahhhh." As I humped
and pressed my cunt and clit against him, Markam pulled the top
of my dress down and exposed my right tit. His fingers captured
my nipple... tugging and twisting it causing my gasps of pleasure
to intensify.
'I want to have sex with you, Monica," he hissed in my ear as my
ass moved sensuously over his now rigid, iron-hard dick.
"I know you do."
"I don't mean just this one time. I want you regularly. Don't
you want to enjoy the feeling of my big cock stretching your
pussy regularly?"
"OOoohhh... MMmmmmmm."
"Do you?"
"Aaaahhh... grind against my clit harder, Honey."
He stopped moving and asked again, "Do you want it regularly?"
"Yessss... yessss... Do it to me now!"
"Suck me first. See how big, hard, and thick my nine and a half
inches are."
"Nine and a half inches?"
"As hard as you have me, probably closer to ten. Suck me."
I was kneeling between his legs with his pants down in just
seconds. He wasn't exaggerating about the size and thickness of
his cock. It was bigger than Brad's and Brad had nine inches of
hard dick. Markam's cock had me on the verge of an orgasm just
looking at it. Holding it around the base, I plunged five inches
of his rod into my mouth.
With each stroke, Markam forced his prick deeper and deeper into
my mouth and throat. When I gagged a little, he held it in place
until my gag reflex stopped... then he would start mouth fucking
again... going deeper and deeper with each stroke. When I felt
his balls against my chin, my pussy exploded in my first orgasm
at work. Gurgling sounds erupted from my tightly plugged mouth
when my clit began to convulse in hard, repeated spasms.
"OOOMMPPFFF... OOOPPPFFFF .... UUNNGGHHH!!"
"I'm gonna cum," Markam hissed in my ear. "Ready?"
There was no way I could possibly speak with my mouth plugged
with almost 10 inches of iron-hard, thick cock. All I could do
was grunt and nod my head vigorously. Markam grasped my hair
and rammed my mouth up and down his contracting cock. When he
felt his load charging down his shaft, he held me still, slammed
his prick all the way into my throat, and emptied his balls in a
series of large spurts of thick semen. All of it shot straight
into my belly. Even when his balls were empty, he continued to
slowly face fuck me. When he finally pulled out, his cock was
still semi-hard.
"Fantastic! Just fantastic! With your husband having a small
dick, how did you learn to suck a big cock like that?"
"Brad taught me a lot last week, and besides, I love it! I had
an huge orgasm while I was sucking your dick."
"I know, but now it's your turn. Lose the panties and get up on
my desk on your back."
"Oh god... I've read a hundred stories where the boss fucks his
secretary on his desk... I never ever thought it would happen to
me."
"Are you glad?"
Pulling off my panties, I scrambled onto his desk, and jerked my
legs back presenting my wide open pussy to him. "Don't ask
questions, Mr. Markam, just fuck me with that huge dick!"
"When I'm fucking you, Monica, call me Dan. But first, I'm
going to lick and suck your pussy until you can't stop cumming."
"OOOohhhh yess, Dan. Hurry. Do it to me! But won't everyone
in the company hear me screaming?"
"I had the walls soundproofed years ago. All the Division
Mangers, Vice-presidents, and CEO have soundproofed walls. So
scream as much and as loud as you like, Honey."
As soon as his mouth covered my throbbing pussy, I did...
high-pitched squeals of feminine pleasure as Dan made my pussy
and clitoris erupt in several hard orgasms.
After my third orgasm, Dan's cock was hard again. "Time for
your first 'bent over my desk fucking', Monica. Stand up and
bend over my desk. Pull your ass cheeks apart so I can see your
hot fuck hole."
I knew I should have been outraged at the dirty way he talked to
me, but all it did was make me hotter. My pussy was gushing when
I bent over and spread my cheeks as he had ordered. Instead of
fucking me, the sexy bastard stared my exposed ass and cunt holes
commenting on how hot, wet, and open they were. "Did Brad ass
fuck you last week?"
"Yes. Twice. My husband also used my ass several times this
weekend."
"Thought so. But first, I want to sample that delicious looking
cunt." A moment later, he was ramming me like a bull, and both
of us were grunting with the delicious sensations of a hard cock
sliding deep into a wet throbbing vagina.
Dan fucked me through two orgasms without shooting off in me.
"Now, up on the desk... on your back, Monica. Your first cunt
fuck on my desk comes next."
Once I was lying on Markam's desk with my legs pulled back, he
moved into my sex saddle, put one of my legs high in the air and
pushed my other leg off to the side. "I like seeing my big cock
stretching your cunt open and disappearing inside you."
"Make it disappear, Stud. FUCK ME!" I howled.
Marked nailed his rampant cock deep into my cunt on the first
stroke bringing a grunt from my lips when the big, swollen cock
head thudded with masculine authority into my womb. My tits
bounced as my ass was pushed backwards on the desktop. Roughly,
he pulled me forward and slammed his dick back into me. Again, I
grunted and wailed. Then, the fucking really started. He was
like a pile driver ramming into me. My entire body shuddered in
an intense climax caused his 10-inch sex spike hammering in and
out of me.
When my pussy exploded a second time, Dan growled, "Oh shit...
can't hold it any longer... gotta shoot... gotta cum in you." He
rammed in balls deep, held his cock buried in me, and shot in his
load. I could feel every pulsation of his prick as he ejaculated
one thick cum jet after another into my waiting hole. When he
finally withdrew, my pussy was stretched more than it had ever
been. Semen coated my labia and seeped from my throbbing hole.
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Monday evening Walter couldn't wait to ask me about my day. As
soon as dinner was over and Joanne and Jack were doing their
usual 30 minutes of homework followed by watching their favorite
TV shows, my husband plied me with questions about what had
happened at work.
"What did your boss say about that hot outfit you wore to work
today?"
"He said he really liked my new look and that he hoped my new
style of dress was going to be permanent."
"That's it? Did he make a pass at you?"
"No. I think he got hard looking at my legs and tits in my hot
dress, but that was the extent of it. Disappointed?"
"Yeah, I guess a little. I was sure he would make a pass at
you."
"He got hard... isn't that enough? Does it turn you on to know
that another man's cock got hard looking at your wife?"
"Oh yeah!" Walter moaned as he squeezed his cock.
"MMmmm... I think I've gotten another man hard, and he looks
even harder than Mr. Markam got. I can't resist checking it out,
Darling. I hope you don't mind." My hand moved to his crotch,
pushed his hand aside, and wrapped around his rigid shaft. It
throbbed in his pants like a caged snake.
"Oh fuck! You're hard as stone, Honey." Kneeling in front of
him, I unzipped his pants and extracted his hard five-plus inch
dick. It throbbed hard when I raked my tongue over its swollen,
sensitive head.
"The kids... the kids, Monica," he moaned, but he didn't pull
away.
"They're busy, and so am I," I hissed as I pulled his cock
closer and slid my lips over the crown. Walter grunted. He
grunted even louder when my lips tightened about his shaft and
moved downward taking all of him inside my mouth.
"Ooohhh god... suck it, Honey. Suck me," he gasped.
Pulling my lips back up his dick, I used my thumb and two
fingers to jack off the base of his cock while my lips were busy
sucking on the throbbing head. Alternating between sucking and
masturbating his dick with my mouth and jacking him off with my
hand, I quickly had Walter on the verge of a huge orgasm.
"You'd better stop, Monica. I'm about to cum," he whispered
hotly.
"That's what you're supposed to so when a woman sucks your cock,
Honey. Fuck her hot mouth and shoot your load into her."
Walter's hips jacked back and forth. He continued to fuck my
mouth for almost a minute or so before he groaned, "Ooohhhhh
fuck... here it comes! Take it, Honey. Take my load!"
After Walter had emptied his load down my throat, we rejoined
our kids in the den and watched TV and played board games with
them until their bed time. When we watched TV, Walter sat
between Jack and Joanne while I sat in the lounge chair off to
one side. Every time my husband glanced over at me when the
kids' attention was on the screen, I opened my legs and flashed
my naked pussy at him. Later, when we were playing board games,
I sat cross legged on the floor with my husband opposite me. My
dress was above my knees so he was constantly staring at my wet
and very ready cunt.
By the time Walter took the kids to bed, his erection was
tenting his pants. I think Joanne noticed it, but I couldn't be
certain. I certainly noticed it. When he returned to the den,
he found me totally naked and spread out on the couch. He
couldn't take his eyes off the big dildo I was pumping in and out
of cunt while I held my electric vibrator against my clit.
"Do you like to watch your wife masturbate, Honey? This is the
way I satisfy myself when you're out of town and I need to cum.
Take out your dick, Baby, and jack off while you watch me make
myself cum on this huge dick and big vibe."
Walter practically ripped his pants in his haste to get his cock
out. He was still hard from the show I had given him while we
watched TV and played board games, but when he saw my ass arching
high off the couch and my pussy contracting around the big shaft
as I erupted in two hard, successive orgasms, his prick stretched
out another inch to six, iron-hard inches of throbbing meat.
"Ohhhh shit... I'm cumming, Walter. Watch your wife fucking her
cunt and cumming, Honey... aaaahhh... fuckk... cumminggg... can
you see my cunt throbbing around the big cock in me?"
My husband was jacking off furiously. "Move closer... get your
face between my thighs and watch me cum... oohhhh ... ooohh...
ooohh shit... I'm going off again! Can you see me throbbing,
Honey? UUNNGGHHH! OOhhhhh that's so fucking good!"
As my orgasm ebbed, I slowly pulled the huge dildo out of my
throbbing cunt. When Walter saw its full girth and my vagina
pulsing, his dick jerked wildly, and he screamed, "I want in your
cunt, Monica. Please. I'm going crazy. I've got to fuck you!"
"You don't have to say please to me, Lover. My cunt's yours
anytime you want to fuck it. You can fuck me right in front of
your friends if you want to... you can fuck me anytime you
want... any hole... you want my cunt? Then take it, Stud!"
Walter literally ripped the big dildo out of my still
contracting vagina and mounted me like a will bull. Hoisting my
legs up onto his shoulders, his body bent over mine as he rammed
his hard dick all the way into me. As his cock surged in and out
of my gushing hole, I squeezed his shaft with my pussy every time
he rammed it in or pulled out.
"Oh god... you hot slutty Bitch... I love the feel of your tight
pussy... but how can it be so damn tight when you just fucked it
that monster dildo?"
"Pussies are elastic, Lover. They stretch and contract to fit
any size cock... Do you like the way your wife's fuck hole feels
on your dick, Baby?"
"OH YEAH! TAKE IT! TAKE IT! TAKE IT ALL THE UP YOUR HOT
CUNT!" he screamed. He was ramming me like machine ... his pubic
bone crushing my clit every time his balls slapped my upturned
ass. "I'm gonna cum... can't hold it!" he yelled.
"Me too. ME TOO! I'm cumming with you... pump it into
meeeeeee, you hot bastard. Breed me!
AAAAHHHHHHHHH...AAAHHHHHHHH... OOOHHHH!! YES! YES! LIKE
THAT...SHOOT IT INTO MEEEEEEE!!"
Walter unloaded for the second time that evening, and it seemed
to me like his second load was at least as large as the one he
had shot down my throat earlier. We cuddled for awhile on the
couch and then began to make out. My tongue probed his mouth as
his fingers explored my wet, cum-filled vagina. When they
slipped out of my pussy and entered my ass, I groaned. As he
began to finger fuck my ass, I leaned over and sucked his
semi-hard dick into my mouth. He got hard again in about five
minutes causing my pussy to throb in anticipation.
"Let's go to the bedroom, Darling where we have more room to
play," I whispered.
He carried me to our bedroom and put me on my back in the center
of our bed. I leaned back and steepled my knees. He watched
while jacking his cock as I opened my legs and spread my pussy
lips. "Would you like to jack off and shoot all over my cunt,
Honey? I'll hold my pussy open for you so you can shoot your
load straight into my hot hole?"
"Not this time, you hot slut. I'm going to fuck your hole until
my dick is soaked in your juices... then, it's going up your
ass."
"OH GOD YES!"
Fifteen minutes later, I was hissing with hot pleasure as
Walter's surging dick reamed out my ass and brought me to one
orgasm after another.
After taking his third load of the evening up my ass, I cuddled
close and whispered, "You know you've pumped a big load into
everyone of my holes this evening, Darling. There's one in my
belly, another pooled in the bottom of my cunt, and now a third
one inside my ass. Are you planning on fucking me again tonight?
If you wake up in the middle of the night with a hard-on, don't
waste it. Mount me and fuck me with it, Baby. That's what my
sex holes are for."
My husband sighed with pleasure. "I don't know what happened to
change every thing, Monica, but I love it! I never knew sex
could be this hot and this much fun. I don't ever want it to
change."
"Neither to I, Lover. Neither do I."
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With Dan fucking and having me suck his huge cock every day, my
panties were soaked before I even got to work. Even with my
husband screwing me more than he ever had before and giving me
multiple orgasms, just the thought of Markam huge dick was enough
to make my pussy gush. When he put that monster into my cunt, I
had almost an immediate orgasm. And god... when he started
fucking me with his huge shaft, I couldn't stop cumming.
As soon as I had entered my office, Markam came out and surveyed
what I was wearing. My pussy throbbed when he looked me over.
Taking a seat on my desk, I pulled my dress higher on my thighs
to let him see almost all the way up to my pussy. I was secretly
hoping he would order me to spread my legs. When his eyes fell
on my tits, I pulled my shoulders back to thrust them toward him.
"Very nice, Monica. Are you wearing panties?"
"No... I thought you would prefer me to come to work without
panties," I replied pulling my dress even higher as I said it.
"Open your legs. Let me see your cunt."
"ooohhhhh yesss!" I hissed. Moving to my chair so I could lean
back and arch my hips better, I spread wide. As my legs gaped
open exposing the wet hole of my pussy. I spread the lips to let
Dan see even more of me.
"Come into my office, you hot slut. I'm going to start the day
off right by sinking 10 inches of cock up that hot cunt hole."
As soon as Markam had me inside his office, he locked the door
and ordered me to strip naked except for my heels. As I removed
my clothes, he unzipped his pants and extracted his awesome dick.
It was already iron hard and throbbing. The big head was oozing
precum.
"Get on your knees and suck it, Monica." A moment later, I was
doing my best to get his entire length down my throat. It was so
fucking thick, there was no possible way I could get my hand all
the way around it.
"Bend over! Put your head on the floor and hike that hot ass up
in the air. Gonna plug your married cunt hole, Monica. Want my
cock up your cunt?"
"Yes! Oh god yes! Put it in me. Fuck me. I'll cum as soon as
that monster sinks into me." Bending over, I groaned in hot
anticipation when I felt Markam's hands on my hips keeping me
steady as he fitted the big head into my opening.
"AAAAHHHHH!! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Slowly, Markam worked the cock into my opening... stretching
me... penetrating me. The head popped into my vagina.
"GGGHHHAAAAAAAAA! FUCK IT!!" I screamed as my pussy erupted in
my first orgasm even before Markam began fucking me.
Holding me in position, Markam pumped me several time. Each
thrust brought another hot squeal of pleasure from my mouth.
"UUNNGGHHH.... Big fucking cock! So fucking big! It's sinking
into meeeeeeeee....aaahhhhhhhhhhh....aaahhhhhhhhhhh... ooohhhh...
god damn... I'm cumming again.......... cumming! FUCK
MEEEEEE!"
Markam had all 10 inches of cock buried in my convulsing pussy
as I climaxed. He fucked that big shaft in and out of my hole
the entire time my vagina throbbed and clitoris pulsed in hard
spasms.
I was still cumming when Markam pulled me to my feet and sat me
in the big padded chair in front of his desk. I moaned loudly
when he pushed my legs all the way back to my tits and then
spread me so that my knees were just outside my breasts. I was
bent almost in half with my pussy arched upward... a perfect
target for his ramrod cock.
He gave it to me... hard... deep. I screeched in hot passion.
Markam fucked me harder... slamming his organ all the way into me
on every stroke and driving his big cock head into the very
bottom of my cunt.
"Oh fuck it, Darling... Please fuck it harder... I'm cumming...!
I'm cumming on your big cock ... fuck meeeeeeeeeeee!!!"
Markam didn't even wait to let me finish my orgasm. Jerking his
cock out of my erupting hole, he laid back on the desk and pulled
me on top of his body in reverse cowgirl position. "Fuck
yourself on my cock, you hot Bitch," he growled.
Frantically, I mounted him, but I was still shuddering so hard,
I couldn't get his big shaft into my pussy. Holding me still, he
planted the head in me and jerked my hips downward impaling me on
his sex spike. I howled with the intensity of the sensation
caused by that monster cock sinking into me.
I came several times while I bounced on his big prong. His
dick was contracting hard inside me, and I expected him to fill
me with his load at any moment. Instead, he pulled out and
ordered me to kneel in front of him. When I did, I received more
instructions.
"Open you mouth, Monica. Stick out your tongue. Don't even
think about closing your mouth until I've finished cumming in you
and on you."
Grasping his rod, he began to jack off with the cock head no
more than a couple inches away from my wide open mouth. I
watched as the big head turned purple and pulsed.
"Here it comes!" he shouted a moment before his buttocks
contracted and shot a huge stream of semen all over my face. The
next two cum jets blew into my mouth. Three more after that
covered my face. The last three were shot all over my tits and
face.
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Markam told me to call Walter and tell him I would be an hour
late in getting home because I had to finish a job Mr. Markam had
given me. Of course, I didn't tell him that the job was
servicing his cock with my pussy in his apartment.
At 5:10 PM, I was in his apartment bent over the back of the
couch with my dress up around my waist. I was standing on tip
toes to keep my pussy in position as he fucked me silly with his
monster dick. Every time he rammed it balls deep into me, my
body shuddered. The shuddering increased until I was howling...
then I would cum again.
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I was slightly over an hour late in getting home. When I came
in the front door, I smelled the aroma of a spaghetti sauce
cooking in the kitchen. Joanne was playing a computer game while
Jack watched a cartoon on TV. I found Walter in the kitchen
setting the table with the pasta cooking on the stove and sauce
simmering.
"Hi, there, Sexy. Hope you're in the mood for spaghetti."
"Sounds wonderful, but you didn't have to cook."
"Of course I did. I figure it's a good investment."
"How do you figure that?"
"Simple... If I cook for the hot lady who lives here, I figure
there's a chance I'll get lucky tonight."
I moved closer, kissed him, and squeezed his cock. I kissed him
again and began stroking him through his pants. In less than a
minute, he was iron-hard. "Mmmmmm... with a hard fuck stick like
that, Baby, you don't need luck to get into my pussy, Lover. Now
pay attention to the food... don't burn dinner while I take care
of this hard dick of yours."
While Walter stirred the sauce and checked on the bread, I was
kneeling in front of him with his cock in my mouth, his balls
slapping rhythmically against my chin.
"Oh god... I love this... but what if the kids come in?"
"Shut up, Stud and fuck my mouth hole."
"MMMMmmmm... oohhh fuck... I'd planned on shooting in your
pussy, but this is marvelous."
"You get my cunt tonight, Baby.... not my pussy... a stud like
you gets my hot cunt."
After the kids had gone to bed for the evening, I retired to my
bedroom and changed into the hot slut outfit I had purchased at
Victoria's during my lunch hour. When I, walked into the den
wearing my new vinyl teddy that allowed both of my 34D tits to
stick out through a big hole in the skin-tight suit, Walter
gasped.
"MY GAWD! You look like a sex goddess, Monica. Oh Jesus!" He
whipped his cock and began jacking off. He got stone hard in
just a few seconds.
"Like my thigh-high black stockings and my tiny black G-string?"
Walter's only answer was to groan and begin stripping. His cock
stood straight up and as soon as his clothes were scattered all
over the floor, he began stroking it again. Now his eyes were
locked on my patent leather black boots and their five-inch
wicked heels.
"Oohhhh god... ooohhh god," he moaned again and again.
I rubbed my cunt through my G-string for him. "Come closer so
you can see my cunt, Lover, but don't you dare shoot off. That
cock goes in my cunt before it shoots... understand?"
He nodded and I reclined in the couch, spread my legs, and
pulled the G-string aside so Walter could see my cunt. "Come
closer, Stud. Look at my wet, open cunt, Baby. Let me pull it
open for you so you can see down into my fuck hole." His cock
jerked wildly when I pulled the lips of my pussy wide open.
"Come on, Stud. Get on the couch with me.... get behind me.
Stick that hard dick into my hot cunt hole and fuck the shit out
of me... then pump in the load!"
He did... twice before his prick even got soft. Still, it only
took me ten minutes of sucking and finger fucking his ass to get
him raging hard again. I pushed him onto his back on the couch
and rode his dick through three more orgasms before he screamed
and emptied his balls into me a third time.
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Girl's Night Out:
The following Thursday evening at Girl's Night Out, the only
thing the women wanted to discuss or hear about was all the hot
details about how Brad had fucked me when I went back to his
place the previous week. After I had described how big his cock
was and how he had screwed me for hours, Wilma abruptly changed
the subject.
"Enough already about Brad's dick. I want to hear about Markam.
Has he fucked you yet, Monica? The word around the powder room
is that he's banging you every day now. Is that right?"
"Yeah... banging me and having me suck him off."
"Is he as big as everyone says he is?" Helen asked.
"Well, Wilma told me he his cock was 9 inches... actually, it's
closer to 10."
"My god," Jane hissed as she and two of the other women began
rubbing their pussies. "Does he know how to use it?"
"Well, I usually get off a half dozen times during the day, so
I'd have to say he's knows what his dick is for."
"How big is your husband?" Dora asked.
"When he's really hard and hot... 6 inches."
"Jezzz... can you even feel him inside you now?"
"Of course. That's just macho bullshit. Pussies are very
elastic and we've all got vaginal muscles and know how to squeeze
a man's cock with them. Walter and I are having the hottest sex
of our marriage... by far."
"Because you're feeling guilty?" Wilma asked.
"Partly, but mostly because I'm so turned on to sex now. The
more those big dicks make me cum, the more cock I seem to want.
Walter's getting me off 8 to 10 times a day now. We haven't
missed a day since I started back to work.
"Well, I'm pretty certain that we're all going to get as much
cock as we can handle tonight. That group of guys at the bar
have been staring at us for the last half hour. Mostly they
can't take their eyes off of Monica's crotch with her sitting
there with her legs wide open," Helen whispered.
"Look who's talking," I grinned. "I noticed when I came in that
your legs were spread and you're not wearing any panties. At
least, my pussy is covered."
"Yeah... but just barely," Helen retorted. "And my guess is
that it's not going to be covered very much longer. Here they
come."
Over the next hour, the men took turns dancing with us. I don't
think they allowed any of us to rest more than five minutes
before they had us back out on the dance floor. The longer they
danced with us, the more aggressive their hands became. Every
guy hands were now switching back and forth between my tits and
my ass. As one dark-haired, sexy guy was feeling up my ass, I
saw that two guys were working on Wilma. The one behind her was
kneeling and pulling her panties down her legs.
One by one, the men removed our panties. When mine were being
pulled down, the guy behind me was fingering my ass while the
fingers of the black guy in front of me were probing my pussy.
He leaned closer. "Your pussy is soaked, Monica. I want to fuck
it. My SUV is in the parking lot. Come on."
"How big is your cock?" I asked.
"Big enough, Honey," he said confidently.
"That's for me to decide. I like big ones."
"Is 8 inches enough?"
"9 or 10 would be better, but 8 will do. Let's go."
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"Oh yeah, Baby. Suck it. Suck it good," Leon grunted as I slid
my lips up and down his thick, black shaft. I didn't think his
cock was 8 inches, but it was incredibly thick... more than
enough to make me cum. As he thrust in and out of my mouth, I
had to stretch my mouth as wide as possible to take his thick sex
cylinder.
"I love your hot mouth, Honey, but I want your pussy."
"Well, you took my panties off. I'm sure you know where it is
and how to use it."
I had one orgasm before Leon shot his load into me, but I was
more than ready for more. However, he wanted to sample some of
the other women... so when he took back into the club, I was
primed and ready for the other men. However, I knew that in the
future, I was going to have to sample some more big black cock.
Alan quickly took over where Leon had left off, and 10 minutes
later, my high heels were jerking back and forth in the air in
the back seat of his car. His cock was smaller than Walter's,
and he wasn't nearly as skilled at using it. Nevertheless, I was
so hot that I did manage to get off once before he finished.
So far, the sex was a disappointment. It was a far cry from
being as good as I was getting every day from Markam, and no
where even close to the hot screwing my husband was now giving me
at least twice a day. I was about to call it an evening and head
home knowing my sexy husband could quench my fire when three of
the men asked Wilma and I if we would like to head back to their
place for a party. Wilma was hot to go provided we could leave
in time to get home by midnight.
"Come on, Monica. I can't handle all three of them by myself.
Besides, I know that Pete has a huge dick... 9 inches at least.
He'll make you cum so many times you'll lose count." That was
all the encouragement I needed.
We all piled into Pete's car with Wilma sandwiched between Pete
and Harmon. I was in the back seat with Delmon. We hadn't gone
a half mile before I had Delmon's 7-inch shaft buried in my
throat while he rubbed my clitoris and finger fucked me. It was
a toss up as to which of us was making the most noise.
My hips were arching frantically against Delmon's hand, and he
was thrusting his cock just as frantically in and out of my
throat. Wilma was grunting and wailing in the front seat. Since
I couldn't see Harmon's head, I guessed that he was on the
floorboard eating her pussy and clit.
In the midst of all the female shrieks and male grunts, Pete
yelled, "Has anyone got a dick in a cunt yet? I know Harmon's
eating Wilma. Are you fucking Monica yet, Delmon?"
"Not yet," he gasped as his prick jerked and throbbed in my
throat. "She's sucking me, and I'm finger fucking her cunt."
"I want to see her sexy legs with those hot heels she's wearing
sticking up in the air and jerking back and forth. Get on her,
Man. Stick your cock up her cunt and fuck her. Now!" Pete
screamed.
Delmon followed orders and pushed me onto my back. He didn't
have to raise my legs... I already had them up in the air and
open. My wet cunt gleamed even in the poor lighting. Delmon got
out of his pants and moved into my sex saddle. A moment later,
his cock lanced into my gaping cum-filled cunt, and I was taking
my third cock of the night.
"I'm in her!" he screamed. "I'm fucking her... balls deep!"
"Oh yeah, Man. I can see her legs jerking back and forth.
Give it to her. Pound it into her," Pete screamed from the front
seat as he watched the action in his rear view mirror.
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Wilma and I were both naked five minutes after we were inside
Pete's apartment. Harmon blindfolded me, put me up on the wet
bar, and spread me wide open while Delmon took photos.
After Delmon had taken several pics, Harmon mounted a small stool
to bring his cock into position to fuck me. His 7 inches entered
my wet tunnel fully on the first thrust. As he fucked me, I
could hear Wilma screaming from the couch as she took Pete's
monster dick up her cunt. I was jealous as hell. I wanted that
big cock in me.
After Harmon ejaculated, Pete was still fucking Wilma who was
now moaning continuously, and Delmon was hard again. Since Wilma
was occupied, he decided to fuck me a second time. He wanted it
doggy, and so did I.
Since Pete and Wilma were using the couch, Delmon led me to a
small mattress that had been thrown onto the floor with a blanket
covering it. "Mount it, Honey. You know the position... head
down on the mattress, knees apart, ass up in the air. We're
going to plug you doggy and then do your ass."
Scrambling onto the mattress, I assumed the position and pulled
my ass cheeks apart for good measure. Wiggling my butt, I
hissed, "Well, come on! Somebody put a cock into me!"
Delmon mounted me and entered my cunt. His hard 7 inches pushed
into me as we both grunted. He fucked hard and fast while
reaching around my hips to stroke my clit as he screwed me. I
came very quickly, and when I felt his organ swelling and being
to jerk, I came a second time just before he pumped his cum load
into me.
From the couch, I heard Wilma begging, "Enough... oh god...
enough! Stop! I can't take any more. Get off of me. Go fuck
Monica. She's dying to get your big shaft up her cunt."
I was still in doggy position with Delmon's load seeping out of
my pussy when Pete came over. His huge 9-inch sex spike was iron
hard. Obviously, he had not shot off in Wilma and was wild to
get into me. I thought he would mount me and either ass fuck me
or use my cunt, but instead, he laid down on the mattress and
ordered me to mount his big prick. I was so wet and stretched by
this time that I had no trouble taking all nine inches of his
cock.
He held my hips and drove his hard dick into my the bottom of my
vagina with masculine authority bringing howls of delight from my
lips. I came almost immediately on his big dick... just like I
always do when a huge shaft enters me. When I about to cum a
second time, Harmon mounted me, worked his cock head into my ass
hole while Pete held me steady. I relaxed my sphincter, and
Harmon's dick surged up my ass.
As Harmon and Pete double fucked me.... the first double fucking
of my life... I couldn't stop cumming. Again and again, my
vagina and clit convulsed in hard spasms. When my mouth
stretched open in a hissing wail, Delmon shoved his cock inside
so that I was now being fucked by three cocks.
The three pumped their rods in and out of my body for what
seemed like an hour, but Wilma told me later that it was more
like 15 minutes. I was having repeated, hard orgasms when Pete
ejaculated like a cannon inside my pussy. I came again, and a
minute or so later, I felt Harmon's dick throbbing and shooting
inside my ass. Finally, Delmon jerked his rod out of my mouth
and jacked off all over my face.
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Before Pete drove us back to the club to get our cars, I took a
quick shower, used a disposal douche I had brought with me, and
fixed my hair and make up. Fifteen minutes later, I quietly
entered my house and our bedroom. Walter was waiting up for me.
"Did you have a good time?"
"Oh yes. I did. I danced with a lot of men. I hope you don't
mind. If you do, I won't do it again."
"I don't mind at all, but you've got to tell me every thing that
happened. Did they feel your ass?"
"A few guys did. Not all."
"You let them feel your ass?" Walter asked. I saw his hand
moving under the covers as he jacked off.
"At first, I moved their hands away when they tried to feel me,
but after an hour or so, I just gave up and let them feel me.
Are you angry?"
"No," he said almost moaning. His hand moved faster beneath the
covers. "Did they try to get inside your panties while you
danced?"
"Of course they tried, but I wouldn't allow that. Once, a guy
got his hand inside my panties and wouldn't take it out. I had
to pull away from him and leave the dance floor to get him out of
my panties."
"Oohhh god. What did he get to feel?"
"My naked ass and only for a few seconds."
"Did they try to feel your big tits?"
"Of course they tried. Men always try."
"Did they succeed?"
"A couple of guys felt me up pretty good but outside my dress."
"Did they make you cum?"
"Of course not! I can't stop them from trying to feel, but I'm
certainly not excited by it. I just like to dance."
By this time, I had stripped and crawled into bed with my
husband who promptly mounted me, shoved my legs up and back, and
rammed his hard dick balls deep inside my pussy. Walter fucked
me twice without ever taking his prick out of me. I came several
times to his wild screwing. It seemed like his dick was in
constant contact with my clit just driving me crazy. My stud
husband really knows how to fuck a woman. If he had a 10-inch
cock, a hundred women would be following him around hoping it
would soon be their turn to have sex with him.
At 5:30 AM, Walter was between my legs again fucking me like a
wild stallion mounted on a mare in heat. I was certainly in heat
as my pussy exploded twice before his seed filled me.
After breakfast and putting the children on the school bus,
Walter gave me a passionate kiss before we left for work. When
his lips left mine, he asked, "The next time you go to Girl's
Night Out would you consider letting one of the guys feel you up
a little more than you did last night?"
"Why would you want me to do that?"
"It just turns me on enormously. I don't know why... it just
does."
"I'll think about it, but don't get your hopes up, Honey."
I was grinning all the way work wondering how long I would have
to wait to feel Markam's monster cock stretching my pussy.
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