Sensuous Encounters-4: Revenge Fucking
by RLM
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Author�s Note: As noted on my web page, many of my stories are
based on actual events that have occurred during the open
marriage my wife and I have enjoyed for many years. Even those
stories listed under heading, "The Fantasy Series", are crafted
around similar events that we have experienced over the years.
The vast majority of our erotic, swinging encounters have been
enjoyable. A much smaller number have been sensational, and a
few have been unpleasant.
The following narrative relates the events of one of our
enjoyable "memorable" experiences. We found them erotic,
exciting, and therefore, memorable. From time to time, Paula and
I still discuss these events and often wonder what finally
happened to the other two principals involved. We hope you enjoy
our story of these events that I have entitled, "Revenge
Fucking".
Sincerely, RLM
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Friends:
Paula and I had been into our open marriage lifestyle for a
little more than a year. During that year, we had formed
intimate friendships with several swinging couples many of which
endured for years. However, most of the couples we knew and
whose company we enjoyed were "straight", which is the usual
designation for couples who do not have an open marriage and who
do not swing.
Two of these couples were Ed and Sharron Firman and Frank and
Ashlee Legans. Ed and Sharron were in their early 30's like Paula
and I. Frank and Ashlee were a bit younger in their late 20's.
Ed was a handsome, well-built guy, about 6'1" and 185 lbs, dark
hair and brown eyes with average intelligence. Below his
handsome face, Ed's body was that of a well-trained athlete that
suggested power and virility. Men and women viewed Ed somewhat
differently. I remember once remarking to my wife that Ed was a
real horse. She grinned and replied, "I think the adjective
you're looking for, Darling, is "stud", not "horse"." That reply
caused me to wonder if Paula had heard the same rumors as I had
concerning the size of Ed's sexual equipment.
Frank Legans was a nice looking man, slender and well-groomed.
His smile and sense of humor were infectious. He brightened any
gathering by his presence. Frank was also highly intelligent, as
would be expected of a man who was in great demand as a
consultant in matters of high-level, computer technology.
Their wives, Sharron and Ashlee, were both foxes... sexy and
vivacious. Of the two, I preferred Sharron. They were both
beautiful, but Sharron was the more voluptuous with her big tits
and thrusting, well-shaped ass.
Once, when we were in private, Paula asked me which of the two
women I would take to bed if I had my choice. I should have
pretended to think about it for awhile, but hindsight is always
better than foresight. Instead, I responded immediately that I
would pick Sharron. When she asked why, I made my second mistake
by telling her.
"I think Ashlee is far smarter than Sharron," Paula replied.
Doesn't that count?"
"If I was going to marry her or have her as my long-term
mistress, it would. But you asked me who I would like to take to
bed and fuck. Since I would have no intention of discussing
philosophy while I'm fucking her, no, it doesn't count." That
reply was my third mistake.
I could see that Paula was really pissed off with my response.
I didn't think she had any reason to be, so I said, "Ok. Now it's
my turn to ask you a question. If you had your choice between Ed
and Frank, which of the two would you want to have in bed fucking
you?"
I could see her face turning slightly red with embarrassment.
To cover up, she just said, "This is a pointless discussion.
Let's just forget all about it." She never did answer my
question, but then, I didn't need for her to answer. I already
knew who she would pick.
Anyway, to get back to the essentials of the story, although
neither the Firmans nor the Legans were into swinging or open
marriage, both couples were flirtatious, easy going, and liberal
in their attitudes. We all enjoyed each other's company and
usually got together in one of our homes or went out once a week
or so.
When we went out together, we usually ended up dancing
somewhere after a nice dinner. On these occasions, each wife
danced several times with each of the husbands. There was some
flirting, but that was as far as it went. When we had dinner in
one of our homes, we often played some kind of adult game
afterwards, such as charades with rather sexy things to act out
or truth or dare. On a few occasions, we played strip poker
stopping when any of the men got down to their briefs or the
women to their bra and panties. When it was Ed that lost, it was
obvious that the rumors about his equipment were a lot more than
just rumors.
The first break from this usual routine of good fun, flirting,
and an occasional erotic joke or story came one Saturday evening
when the six of us had had dinner separately in our own homes and
then had met afterwards for an evening of dancing and drinking.
There was nothing unusual in this plan except that Ed had
suggested on Friday that we go to Richard's Club and announced
that he already had reservations for six. No one objected even
though we all knew that Richard's club was the local hot spot and
pickup club. It was the favorite haunt for single men hoping to
score with a hot woman, for women looking to get laid, and as a
meeting place for cheating couples.
We had an early dinner to give Paula enough time to get ready
for our evening out with the Firmans and the Legans. I was ready
in 15 minutes, which meant I could expect it take at least 45
minutes for Paula. When she walked into the den and announced
that she was ready to go, I had no further objections to having
to wait for her to get ready. She looked hot and gorgeous in her
skin-tight, light-blue sheathe. The dress ended above mid-thigh
and exposed a lot of the cleavage of her 36DD tits... not so much
that it was slutty and obscene, but more than enough to gain a
lot of attention.
"Damn, Woman! I'm glad I'm married to you!"
"Mmmmmm... you know just the right thing to say to a girl,
Honey. But then you always have. Why else did I let you get
into my panties so quickly when we were dating?"
"Thank you. Have you talked to Sharron and Ashlee? You look
fantastic, but they'll feel badly if they come dressed in a
sweatshirt and jeans."
"Oh come on, Gordon. They're both experienced women, not high
school girls. They know how the women at Richard's Club dress.
But to answer your very considerate question, Yes, the three of
us talked about what to wear. So don't worry. Both of them are
going to be dressed as hot or hotter than I am. Are you ready to
go?"
We drove over to the Firman's since Ed was going to drive his
larger van which had enough room for three in the front seat and
three in the rear seat. When Ed opened the front door for us and
we entered, Sharron was half seated on the computer table. My
cock began to harden from just looking at her. Her sheathe was
as tight as Paula's and as short, but it exposed a lot more of
her tits than my wife's. In fact, it almost looked like the top
of her nipples were exposed.
Paula whispered in my ear, "See. You didn't need to worry."
The four of us got into Ed's van with Ed and Sharron in front
and Paula and I in the rear seat with Paula in the middle. When
we arrived at the Legan's, Frank and Ashlee were waiting for us
on their front lawn. Ashlee was wearing a micromini jean skirt
that just barely covered her ass. Her red top had a deep,
plunging V-neck that descended below her tits leaving their inner
slopes exposed. The top ended without covering her navel. At
least four inches of bare skin were exposed between the end of
her top and start of her skirt. If her tits had been as large as
Sharron's or Paula's, her outfit would have been totally obscene.
Frank elected to get into the back seat with Paula and I,
sandwiching my wife between to the two of us. "Now this is the
way to travel," she said loud enough for all to hear. "A sexy
chauffeur in front and a man on each side of me in the back." The
two women in the front seat pouted and both screamed, "No fair.
On the way back, we need new seating arrangements!"
When we entered the club and claimed our reserved table, the
atmosphere was as it always was at Richard's. The interior of
the club was dimly lit to produce an aura of sexuality. Red was
the dominant color. Once we were seated, a waitress wearing very
little approached to take our order. Her large breasts looked to
be in danger of falling out of her top. Her skirt barely covered
her ass. She wasn't out of place, however. Most of the women,
customers as well as staff, were similarly dressed in revealing
and enticing clothing.
We all thought that our wives were the three sexiest and most
alluring women in the club. The best part was that Ashlee,
Sharron, and Paula all knew from the way we looked at them,
compared to the attention we were giving the scantily clad
cocktail waitresses, that was what we thought, and they loved it!
You could see it in their faces and from the provocative way
they carried their hot bodies.
Since Ed was the driver, he limited himself to one drink and a
couple of beers after that. The rest of us had no such
inhibitions. After two hours, the women were allowing liberties
on the dance floor they usually didn't permit. Of course, the
dim lighting at Richard's was designed to encourage that. The
lighting was dim every where, but it was particularly dim on the
dance floor with some areas being almost dark.
Frank was dancing with Sharron... at least it was supposed to
be dancing. In reality, they were just shuffling their feet back
and forth pretty much in the same place. She had her arms
wrapped around Frank's neck pulling his chest into her massive
boobs. When she had last come back to our table, there was no
longer any doubt that her nipples were half exposed. For his
part, his hands were on the top of her buttocks pressing
Sharron's mound against his cock, which I was reasonably certain
was very erect at this point.
Not to point fingers, I was doing essentially the same thing
with Ashlee. Her tits were much smaller, but she was making up
for the difference by rubbing them back and forth over my chest.
While there was some doubt about whether Frank's cock was hard,
there wasn't any doubt about the condition of mine. I was hard
as marble.
I was surprised when Ashlee pulled away from me. She quickly
apologized saying she had to go to the bathroom to pee. I nodded
and went back to our table, which was now deserted. With nothing
else to do, I looked for and located my wife in Ed arms. They
were making little or no pretense at dancing. Like Sharron,
Paula was mashing her tits into Ed's chest and Ed had his lower
body pressed hard against my wife's belly. My guess was that he
was as hard as I had been with Ashlee.
Ed worked my wife over into one of the darkest corners of the
dance floor. It was so dark I lost sight of them. With nothing
else to do, I moved to a better vantage point where I could just
make out what was happening. The two of them had stopped
dancing. Their bodies were mashed together as before except that
now they were kissing and Ed had worked my wife's sheathe up to
her waist. With her thong pulled deep between her buttocks, her
entire ass was exposed.
Their kiss continued until the song ended and the lights came
up slightly. That was enough to make Ed pull away from Paula,
leaving her standing close to the wall. Realizing that her dress
was up to her waist, she reached back and pulled it down, but not
before I and a half dozen other men got a very good look at her
hot, sexy ass.
Ashlee returned to the table at almost the same time as Ed and
Paula. We waited until Frank and Sharron joined us, and then Ed
suggested that we head back to their house for a midnight snack
and then call it an evening. No one objected, so we paid the bar
tab and headed for Ed's van. This time, Sharron and Ashlee did
rearrange the seating. I was told to sit in the middle of the
rear seat with Sharron on one side of me and Ashlee on the other.
Paula was in the front seat between Ed and Frank. "Hell, I
couldn't have set up the seating any better for myself than
this," I thought.
Richard's Club is far out in the country well beyond the city
limits so that the drive back to the Firman's took about 30
minutes as we stayed well within the speed limit for safety. Ten
minutes into the trip, I was surprised when both women snuggled
close to me, Sharron on my left and Ashlee on my right. I
responded like any male would by putting my arms around their
shoulders and pulling them even closer. Even though I knew it
was just the kind of flirting that we sometimes did, having my
arms around two women at the same time, neither one my wife, in
the darkness of the back seat had my cock hard as iron.
I got even harder, if that were possible, when I felt Sharron
pressing her tits against my chest. Ashlee, however, snuggled
close but remained passive.
As I enjoyed the erotic sensation of holding two beautiful
women in my arms, I heard what I thought was a soft moan from the
front seat. When we had left Richard's parking lot with my wife
in the middle of the front seat, I could see her body from
several inches below her shoulders upward. Now, when I looked in
her direction, all I could see was the top of her head. She had
scooted down in seat so that it seemed to me that Paula must have
her ass close to the seat's edge.
Twice more before we reached the Firman's house, I heard the
same soft moans from the front seat. Sharron leaned even closer
and whispered in my ear. "Sexy, isn't it?"
"Yeah... very," I whispered back.
Just as we turned onto the street leading to the Firman's home
a block away, Sharron's hand sought out my cock. She wrapped her
fingers around my very hard erection and squeezed me several
times. She started stroking it and had pumped me several times
before we pulled into the driveway. Then it ended as everyone
got out of the car and entered the house.
Once we were all in Ed and Sharron's home, Sharron busied
herself preparing a midnight snack of sandwiches, chips, soft
drinks, coffee, and a cheesecake. Ashlee was helping while Paula
set the table. All the sensuality of dancing at Richard's and
the hot foreplay in the car on the way home had just vanished as
if someone had flicked the sex switch to the "off" position. It
was no less than I had expected since that was always the way the
teasing and flirting went when the six of us were together.
Nevertheless, I had always been somewhat frustrated by the abrupt
stop, but not so much so that I wanted to stop the erotic
flirting completely.
Paula finished setting the table and vanished into the kitchen.
Frank and I sat on the couch and began a discussion of who was
likely to win the super bowl the coming season. Naturally, every
sportscaster in the nation was waiting impatiently for our
decision.
I was somewhat surprised when I looked at my watch and saw that
45 minutes had passed since we arrived and the women were still
preparing the snacks. In fact, I hadn't seen anyone except Frank
for some time. Finally, the women emerged from the kitchen and
spread out the food on the dining table. Sharron announced that
it was buffet style and for everyone to help themselves.
I filled my plate and with the first bite realized that I was
really hungry. For the next 10 or 15 minutes I busied myself
with satisfying that hunger. When I had swallowed the last of my
food, I looked over to Sharron who was perched on the computer
table finishing up her snack.
"That was really great, Sharron. Fantastic! Thank you. I
didn't realize how hungry I was until I tasted the first bite."
Sharron gave me warm smile. "Good. I wanted to satisfy your
hunger, Gordon." As she said it, she raised her knee with her
other leg still lying flat on the table. Her 4-inch heel boosted
her knee even higher. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the huge
expanse of bare thigh flesh her position Swas showing. Except
for the lack of light beneath her thigh, I knew I would have been
able to see the crotch of her panties. Glancing up, I saw the
same thing I had seen at Richard's... her sheathe was pulled down
enough to show part of her nipples and a huge amount of her
cleavage.
I was still staring with a very rapidly growing erection when
Sharron asked, "Did you get enough, Gordon? Are you still
hungry? Can I get you anything?"
Before I could respond, Paula came in from the kitchen and
interrupted my thoughts. "It's getting late, Honey. Are you
ready to head home? I'm really tired."
"Yeah... sure," I responded. We said goodbye to our friends
and headed back to our car. I was still partially hard when I
got behind the wheel... hoping that Paula hadn't noticed.
We were about halfway home when I couldn't resist asking, "I
heard you moaning several times in the front seat on the way
home, Honey. What was that all about?"
"Are you serious or just teasing me?"
"No, I'm not teasing... I'm seriously curious."
"Ok. What that was all about is the fact that your wife gets
really turned on when she's sandwiched between two hot guys and
both of them are playing with her legs. I'm sorry it bothered
you, Honey, but I couldn't help moaning. I really turned me on."
"No need to be sorry, Honey. It didn't bother me. It excited
me. How high up your legs did they get?"
"Pretty high, and the closer we got to Ed's house, the higher
both of them were going."
"All the way to your panties?"
"Close... maybe within an inch or two. When I realized that
they were about to start playing with my pussy, I shut my legs."
"Must have taken a lot of will power to do that."
"It did, Darling, it did. Now it's my turn. I could see in
the rear view mirror that you had your arms around Sharron and
Ashlee. What else did my randy stud husband do? What did those
two sluts do?"
"That was it for me. Ashlee just snuggled against me. Sharron
did the same, but halfway home, she had her tits mashed against
my side." I thought about telling my wife about Sharron
squeezing and pumping my cock, but it was very brief and nothing
came of it, so I decided to let it go.
"Did you play with her tits?"
"No. I didn't."
"Why not? Did you need an engraved invitation?"
"I guess I did. Hell, her husband was three feet away in the
front seat, and Sharron's not my wife. Plus the other reason."
"Which is?"
"My wife was watching me in the rear view mirror. She's very
sexy and beautiful, and I really want to fuck her tonight. So I
didn't want to do anything that might make her angry."
"Now that's very wise, Darling, but it's also foolish this
time. I'm exhausted and tired. As soon as we get home, I'm
going to bed to go to sleep. So you should have played with the
hot slut's big tits."
"You're telling me that after all that sexy dancing and teasing
at Richard's and having two men playing with your legs and almost
getting into your pussy, you don't want sex tonight??"
"I'm sorry, Honey. I'm just worn out. I'll make it up to
tomorrow night. I promise."
As soon as we were home, Paula headed for the bedroom. By the
time I came in, she was already under the covers, apparently
asleep. With nothing else to do, I got undressed and joined her
in bed.
I don't know why I bothered to go to bed. I don't know any men
who can get to sleep with a raging hard-on. And I was hard as
stone... from the dancing, from seeing my wife being stroked,
kissed, and caressed on the dance floor, from hearing her moan in
the car on the way home, from feeling Sharron pressing her big
tits into my chest, from feeling her hand around my throbbing
cock, squeezing it and jacking me, and finally from the sight of
Sharron's thighs, panties, and nipples just before we left for
home.
I thought about waking Paula and asking again if she would like
to have sex, but I knew that she would get mad... maybe furious.
So I just laid there quietly, staring at the ceiling, wondering
if I should get up, bring up some porn from the internet, and
jack off.
While I was considering my options, I realized that my wife was
squirming around in the bed in her sleep. It didn't surprise me.
Sometimes, when you're really tired, you can't sleep soundly.
The squirming continued until I realized that Paula was rubbing
her thighs together. "Damn!" I thought to myself. "She's
masturbating in her sleep."
A short time later, Paula rolled over onto her back. She was
clearly asleep, but her body was still undulating slowly.
Carefully, I pulled the covers from her body. My wife always
sleeps nude and tonight was no exception. As I watched with a
renewed, hard erection, Paula's squirming slowly changed to a
mixture of hip rotations and small pelvic thrusts. In the midst
of her erotic dream, she groaned. Her hand fell to her mound and
began to rub as she humped her imaginary lover. Her groans had
become soft grunts. Then, the grunts changed to soft sighs...
her hand stopped moving... her pelvic thrusts stopped. Paula had
cum in her sleep... the female equivalent of a male's wet dream.
I now had no option. I had to cum. Rolling carefully out of
bed, I moved in the darkness around to her side of the bed. The
two night lights provided enough illumination for me to see her
big tits, her mound, and the wet cunt slit between her slightly
spread thighs.
We kept the KY jelly and astroglide in the drawer of the
bedside table. I chose the astroglide and squirted some on my
engorged, throbbing shaft. The sensation of my hand slipping up
and down over my cock through the slickness of the astroglide was
no match for the feeling produced by a wet, throbbing pussy, but
it was still delicious.
It only took a few minutes before I felt my load rising from my
balls. Pointing my cock right at Paula's mound and cunt slit, I
jacked it hard and fired six or seven thick streams of
sperm-filled semen all over my wife.
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Four days later on Wednesday morning, Paula and I were having
breakfast. She looked luscious in her short, nearly transparent
robe, and nothing on underneath. I couldn't take my eyes off her
swinging tits and sexy slit peeking from between her thighs.
When she had her back to me, my full attention was riveted on the
her hot ass.
"Are you sure you want to go to work today, Honey? Wouldn't
you rather stay home with me and play?" she teased. To emphasize
her invitation, she opened her robe extracted both of her tits.
Cupping them in my direction, she whispered, "Wouldn't these be a
lot more fun than the inspection at your plant?"
I was already hard, but there was nothing I could do and Paula
knew it. "You know I have an incredibly full day today. The
safety inspectors will be on site at 8 AM and want a full and
complete tour and examination of the plant. As senior project
engineer, I have to be there... no choice, you hot Bitch. You
know that."
"I do... sorry, Darling. I just couldn't resist teasing you.
How long will the inspection take?"
"All day and into the evening. We usually finish around 7 PM.
If I'm going to be longer than that, I'll call and let you know.
Don't wait dinner for me. They'll have something at the plant
for us to eat."
"All right, Honey. I'll see you later this evening. And...
I'm sorry. I shouldn't have teased you like that knowing you've
got such a difficult, full day ahead."
"No need to apologize. I loved it. I always do."
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The inspection tour began at 8 AM, and we continued non-stop
until noon. There was a 30 minute break for some lunch, and then
it was back to work. Just as we had begun the inspection of the
electrical shops, the plant manager, Vic Margrave, came down and
told us that everyone had to evacuate the plant because of a bomb
threat. Although we knew it was most probably a hoax, no one
dared take the chance. So we made plans to continue on Thursday
and Vic told us to take the rest of the day off since the police
and bomb squads would be busy the rest of the afternoon.
It was a little after 1 PM when I turned off Maple street onto
Lane Road. Our house was at the end of the cul de sac on Lane
Road with a large wooded area with a really nice stream directly
behind the house. There was a nice city park at the intersection
of Maple and Lane Road.
As I was driving past the park, I noticed a large van parked at
the back in a small alcove. I noticed the van because I had
ridden in it many times. It belonged to Ed Firman. At least, if
it wasn't Ed's, then it was identical to the one the Firmans
owned.
Curious, I drove into the park and parked beside the van.
There was no one around. When I peered through the driver's side
window, I recognized various things in the interior that made it
certain that it was indeed Ed's van. I thought it was rather
obvious as to why Ed had parked his van three blocks from our
house at the back of the park where it was partially hidden by
the trees.
I left my car in the park beside Ed's and walked the three
blocks to our house. Instead of entering through the front door,
I detoured into the woods and approached our house from the rear.
Unlocking the utility room door, I slipped inside our house and
paused to listen. The passionate female cries and excited male
grunts were easily heard as neither of them were making any
effort to be quiet. Since I was supposed to be busy for the
entire day, there was no reason to be quiet.
Taking off my shoes, I walked quietly down the hallway to the
master bedroom which was at the end of the hall. Before I was
halfway there, I realized the sexual sounds were coming from the
guest bedroom to the left. They hadn't even bothered to close
the door... again, why bother when there was no need.
When I carefully peeked around the open door, I saw exactly
what I expected to see... my wife in bed with Ed Firman... but it
still shocked me to see my wife sucking the biggest cock I have
ever actually seen. Ed was naked lying in the middle of the bed
with Paula bent over him. She was licking his shaft up and down
its entire length which had to be 10 inches or more. I knew Ed
was big, but not that fucking big!
"Oh shit, that feels good, Paula. Suck it, Honey. Nobody...
and I mean nobody can suck it like you do."
"Mmmmm... you think Gordon's wife is a good cocksucker, Stud?"
she asked.
"AAAaahhhh... the best! AAHH! THE BEST!"
I was both turned on and pissed off that my wife was fucking
him behind my back. But most of all, I was hard... just fucking
HARD! I got even harder when I watched my wife taking that huge
shaft inside her mouth. At first, she just sucked the head and a
few inches of his rock-hard dick.
"Oh god... oh god... more, Baby... more! Suck more of it...
please!" Ed whined and begged.
Paula's lips began to slide down his cock. As it sank deeper
and deeper into her mouth, she began to moan and hum, "Mmmmmmm...
mmmmmm.... mmmmmmm... mmmmmm..." She paused when the big head
was pressing against her throat. She stayed in that position,
jacking off the last five inches of cock while she fastened her
lips tightly about the top five inches and slid her mouth up and
down Ed's throbbing dick. His hips were thrusting, trying
desperately to force more of his cock into Paula's mouth.
"Aaaahhhhh... that's fantastic... suck me, you beautiful
bitch... aaaahhhhhhhhhh!!! Take it all... you're the only woman
I've ever been with who can do it... aaahhhh shit... suck it!"
Pulling her mouth off his cock, she said, "I'll suck all of it,
Ed, if you promise not to cum. I want this monster up my cunt.
I've got to have it in my cunt! Promise?"
"Yeah...yeah... oh yeah! Just suck all of it. I'll tell you
when I'm about to shoot, and you can stop so I can fuck it into
your hot cunt, Paula."
I had my cock out now slowly jacking off as I watched my wife
getting ready to deep throat Ed's jerking organ. She opened her
mouth wide and began to push down on him... I was stunned when I
saw her neck bulge as the bloated head began to sink down her
throat. Ed humped against my wife's mouth harder... I jacked off
faster.
At least seven inches of Ed's cock were now inside my wife's
mouth and throat. He was grunting with the hot sensations
Paula's mouth and lips were sending through his body. As I
watched, stunned, even more of his rod disappeared into her
throat. It looked to me as if she had about 9 inches in her.
"Lock your lips around the base of my cock, Baby!" Ed howled.
My wife was struggling to take the last inch. Ed grabbed her
head and rammed it down all the way. The bulge in her throat was
now five inches down her neck. She pressed her lips around the
base of the throbbing shaft, held his balls, and sucked. I could
see my wife's cheeks hollowing and then releasing... over and
over... I was about to cum. I didn't see how Ed could possibly
hold off. He was not only big, he had great control.
My wife sucked him for at least five minutes as he thrust his
shaft in and out of her mouth. It was like he was fucking her
cunt. I didn't see how Ed could hold off his orgasm. I was
right on the edge of shooting, and I was fucking my hand while he
was fucking my wife's mouth.
"Ok, Paula. Stop! Time to fuck your hot cunt hole, Honey."
My wife was off his rod in a flash. "Oh YES! I WANT THAT
MONSTER UP MY PUSSY, HONEY. HURRY."
"How do you want it?"
"I don't give a shit as long as it's buried in my pussy. I'm
so damn hot, I'll cum as soon as that thing goes into me!"
"MOUNT ME!" Ed screamed. "Fuck your hot cunt on my big cock,
Baby!"
"Oh god... OH GOD YES!" my wife howled. In a flash, she had
straddled Ed's legs, bent over, and, reaching between her thighs
to capture his rigid shaft, she adjusted the head at the opening
to her pussy.
When I saw her hand swabbing the head up and down her sex
trench to get it fully wet with her secretions and then working
the head against her hole to stretch it, my cum rose rapidly from
my balls. I shot a huge load against the wall paneling when I
saw the head of Ed's dick disappearing inside my wife's cunt.
"AAHHHH OOOHHHH FUCK! GGGAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" Paula wailed as the
huge shaft stretched her hole.
The sight of that monster shaft sinking into my wife's cunt
kept me semi-hard even though I had just shot off a huge load of
cum. Down... down... down went Paula's cunt... in... in... in...
went Ed's cock.
"I'M CUMMING! OOOHHH GOD, ED! I'M CUMMINGGG .... I'M FUCKING
CUMMING ON YOUR COCK!"
"I know you're cumming, Honey. I can feel your pussy throbbing
like crazy on my dick. Fuck it hard... fast... so I can cream
your cunt, Baby!"
Paula's ass thrust downward against Ed's loins until all 10
inches of his shaft were buried inside her pussy. He held her
hips and jack hammered his rod rapidly in and out of her
throbbing hole. My wife never stopped screaming. "I'm
cumming... again... aaaahhh fuck it...FUCK IT! I'm cumming...
I'm cumming... I'm cumming..." she gasped.
"ME TOO! HERE COMES THE LOAD, PAULA. YOU READY? I HOPE
YOU'RE ON THE PILL."
"OH FUCK IT! SHOOT IN IT! YOU HOT BASTARD!"
After that, their cries, gasps, and moans all mixed together as
Ed's cock pumped my wife full of his cum. My cock was hard
again.
Gradually, Ed stopped thrusting into my wife, and Paula's
ceased to grind and pump her pussy on Ed's cock, but they didn't
separate. Ed held her close and kept his dick inside Paula's
vagina as they rested.
"MMMmmmm... that was fabulous, Ed. I just love that monster
cock of yours. It goes in so fucking deep and stretches me so
much I can't keep from cumming on it."
"You're not supposed to keep from cumming, Paula. You're
supposed to get off as much as possible when you're being
fucked."
"Do you like it when I cum on your cock?"
"Oh hell yes! Your pussy goes into hard contractions. It's
almost impossible to maintain control when I'm in you, Honey.
How long do we have today?"
"All afternoon, Lover. Gordon said it might be 8 PM before
he's finished at the plant today. How long can you stay?"
"All afternoon or until I can't get it up any longer." They
both laughed.
"What are you going to do when Gordon comes home this evening
and wants to fuck?" Ed asked.
"Im going to fuck him... any way he wants it. I never say no
to my husband."
"Never?"
"Never!"
"Really? Did you fuck him last Saturday night after you got
home from Richard's Club?" Ed asked with a big grin.
"Oh. I guess you're right. I had to turn him down that night,
and he was really stunned, not to mention hard, horny, and
frustrated. I really hated doing that to him."
"Then why didn't you let him fuck your hot pussy?"
"You bastard. You know damn well why I had to tell him I was
too tired for sex. That was a rare exception. I'll be more than
ready for my sexy husband tonight. But enough of this. I can
feel you getting hard again, Lover. Fuck me again... right now."
"You're really sort of bossy sometimes. Did you know that?"
"I'm sorry. Really. I would love it if you would fuck me
again. Please."
"That's much better. Get on your back, Slut. I'm going to
fuck your hot, sexy ass right through the mattress."
My cock jerked to full erection when I heard Ed's say that. I
had it out again... stroking it... when he moved between Paula's
thighs and ordered her to spread wider and get her legs up.
As soon as she was in position, Ed moved into her sex saddle
and fitted the first four inches of his cock into her now widely
stretched opening.
"Oooohhhh god! WHAT A COCK!" Paula's hips were already
thrusting trying to force the big shaft deeper into her cunt.
"You like it in your hot cunt, don't you, Baby?"
"Oh FUCK YES! You can fuck me anytime, Ed. But please... I
want it now. Fuck me with it. Don't tease me. I need that big
prick pumping my pussy, Baby. Ram me, Stud! RAM ME AND FUCK
ME!"
"OOOOWWWWAAAAA.... YESSSSS... FUCK IT INNNNNNNNN! OH GOD... SO
DAMN BIG! UNGH! UGGHH! UGGGHHHHH! OH SHIT... OH SHIT... SO
CLOSE... FUCK ME HARD AND LET ME CUM, HONEY!"
I was jacking off again as I watched Ed pressing my wife's
knees down onto the bed just outside of her bouncing tits. Her
mouth was wide open... her tongue out flicking rapidly over her
top lip. Ed rammed her hard... fast. She squealed and then
came.
"EEEE-KA! EEEE-KA! AAAAHHH... CUMMINGGG... OH FUCK
MEEEEEEEEE! ... I'M CUMMING!"
Ed pounded his dick into my wife's erupting pussy and kept it
up until her orgasm began to ebb. His strokes slowed, but did
not stop. Leaning forward, he captured both of my wife's big
tits and squeezed them as his tool pumped her throbbing vagina.
It only took a few minutes before Paula's hips were again
thrusting in hot fuck motions. She tilted her head backwards as
her mouth stretched wide open, her eyes clenched shut. A wild
passionate moan erupted from her open mouth.
"Oh god, Ed. Ram me. Ram me hard. Really fuck me. Give it
to me, Baby. Fuck me like a hot whore!"
Following orders, Ed moved directly over Paula's upturned cunt.
Realigning his prick, he teased her with the first few inches
and then slammed the entire 10 inches of meat into her cunt.
"GGGHHHAAAAAAAAAAA!!"
After bottoming out in her vagina, he ground his pubic bone
hard against her clitoris bring wails of delight from Paula.
When he pulled back for the next thrust, her vaginal lips clung
to his thick shaft as it exited, almost like they were trying to
keep him inside. When his hips snapped forward, her lips were
thrust back inside her hole and a second later, the big cock head
thudded into her cervix bringing screams of ecstasy from my wife
who was being fucked senseless by the monster cock.
All three of us came almost at the same time.
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Checking my watch, I saw that it was 3:30 PM. I had been
spying on Ed and Paula for almost two and a half hours. I
remembered that Ed had said he could stay all afternoon, so I was
pretty certain that he intended to fuck my wife at least one more
time.
I waited in the hallway for almost 30 minutes while Ed and
Paula cuddled and whispered on the bed waiting for Ed to recover.
One part of me wanted to stay and watch them fucking again, but
I was tired and had already jacked off three times. I decided to
save the rest of my sexual energy for tonight when I came home
from "a hard day's work at the plant". Retreating to the utility
room, I had put my shoes back on and was just about to slip out
the door and return to my car, when I heard my wife gasping.
"Oh god, go easy, Ed... Ooooooohhh... it's too damn big! Get
the astroglide out the top drawer of the bedside table and squirt
a lot on your cock and inside my ass."
"OMG!" I thought. "He's going to ass fuck my wife with that
monster dick." I had to see this. Once more, I sat down and
carefully removed my shoes. Just as I got the second one off, I
heard my wife again.
"Oh fuck yes! It's in me! YOU'RE FUCKING ME IN THE ASS!"
"MAN! YOU ARE TIGHT!" Ed groaned.
"UUNNGGHHHH... go slow... is the head all the way in?"
"Yeah.. the head plus two inches."
"Jezzz... go slow... My god, I've never felt so damn full of
cock in my life!"
By the time I got to the bedroom door again and peeked inside,
Ed had my wife on her knees, her head on the bed, and her impaled
ass high in the air. He was mounted on her with his feet on the
bed just outside her knees. The position allowed him to drive
his cock straight down into my wife's asshole.
Paula's pussy peeked out from between her thighs just below her
widely stretched asshole. I could see about two inches of Ed's
cock still outside my wife's ass... so she had eight inches of
man meat buried in her ass.
Ed continued to gradually work his cock deeper and deeper into
her anus until his balls were resting against Paula's pussy. She
had it all. Then, the ass fucking started.
At first, Ed pumped her slowly, each stroke going all the way
into her ass. After a few minutes of steady fucking, I saw my
wife's thighs part slightly and her hand move to her swollen
clitoris.
Ed grunted. My wife howled and screamed. Then she came,
screaming at Ed to fuck her ass harder. Suddenly, he pulled all
the way out. The gaping hole of Paula's ass was incredible to
see. My wife was begging him to stick it back into her. This
time, his entire length slid easily into her depths.
Ed gave her a dozen hard strokes. She came again. Paula was
still shaking from her intense orgasm when Ed turned my wife onto
her side, forced her to bend her knees and thrust her ass back
toward him. She was hissing with pleasure as his thick organ
pumped her ass deep and hard. I continued to watch until her
tight, hot hole sucked the cum out of Ed's balls. This time I
did leave.
When I was driving out of the park, I wondered how many more
times Ed would fuck my wife before he left.
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That night in bed, I was a wild man, and my wife seemed equally
excited. She moaned continuously as her vagina erupted in a
series of orgasms, each one sending shivers of pleasure up my
spine as I felt her throbbing vagina clenching my cock.
At one point, I was fucking my wife doggie style with her in
almost the same position she had been in earlier that day when I
saw Ed ass fucking her. The only differences were that my cock
was only 8 inches, and I was in her cunt, not her ass.
"Oh Honey. That feels so damn good. Fuck me harder, Baby.
Make me cum again."
Gripping her hips for leverage, I rammed four hard thrusts into
her soaked, squishing vagina, and then, on impulse, I jerked my
iron-hard dick out of her pussy, moved upward a few inches, and
rammed it against her asshole.
"No. Don't!" my wife shrieked. But it was too late. My
entire eight inches stretched her ass open and sank easily and
smoothly all the way into her. Once fully buried, I fucked her
like a wild man... slamming one hard stroke after another into
her depths.
Again, my wife's hand flew to her clitoris and within a minute
she was howling in an intense orgasm. She came two more times
before I emptied my balls in her colon.
Later, when we were cuddled closely together, I knew my wife
was waiting for me say something about how easily I had
penetrated her ass. All I said was, "That was hot... incredibly
hot. I hope you enjoyed it just half as much as I did."
I could feel her body relax as she turned her face toward mine
for a deep, passionate kiss. That's the way we fell asleep.
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Every day for the next week, I took my lunch break at different
times and drove home to check the park. On four occasions, I
found Ed's van parked in the small alcove at the back. I wished
I had had the time to watch him fucking my wife again, but I had
to get back to work.
On the drive back, I thought about the fact I had found his car
in the park five times of the eight days I had checked. I
wondered just how often he was fucking my wife.
==================================
A Party at the Legans:
Three weeks after our evening at Richard's Club, Frank and
Ashlee were hosting a Saturday night party for five couples they
knew well. Two of them were the Firmans and Paula and I. We
knew the other three couples, but not as well as we knew the
Firmans and the Legans.
Frank and I cooked hamburgers and shrimp on the outdoor grill
to avoid heating up the house, while Ashlee and Sharron worked on
the drinks, the dessert, and the chips and dip. They had
converted their garage into a dance floor using their hi-fi sound
system for music.
It was a really nice party... good food, good friends, sexy
dancing with good looking women, and there was a close major
league baseball game on the TV for anyone who wanted to relax
with a drink and watch the game.
That's what I was doing around 9:30 when Sharron came over and
sat down on the table beside my couch. She was wearing the same
outfit as she had worn that night at Richard's Club, and she
looked even sexier now than she had that night because I still
remembered how hot it was when she had pressed her tits against
me and squeezed and stroked my erection. She crossed her legs to
let me see a nice expanse of her thighs, looked at me with a pout
on her face, and said, "Have I made you mad or something,
Gordon?"
"No, of course not! Why would you think such a thing?"
"Primarily because of the way you've been ignoring me. We've
been at this party for almost two hours and you haven't said a
word to me or asked me to dance."
"I'm sorry, Sharron. I was just enjoying the food and good
friends. I've only danced one song with Ashlee. Would you like
to dance?"
She laughed, "I thought you'd never ask, Honey. Come on."
Once we were on the dance floor, Sharron pressed her body hard
against mine. The feel of her large tits mashed against my chest
was incredibly erotic. I was already getting hard."
Like any male, I responded by dropping my hands to the top of
her buttocks and pulled her belly against my erection. Moments
later, she was moving her belly sensuously up and down my
erection.
Leaning closer, she whispered in my ear, "Move your hands
lower." I did, and she hissed, "MMmmmmm... Cup my ass cheeks,
Gordon, and pull me really hard against your cock."
I was almost fully hard before she said that. Afterwards, my
cock was like marble. I not only pulled her belly firmly against
my cock, I also slipped my fingers between her ass cheeks and
pressed the material of her dress inside.
"Oohhh yes," she moaned. "I need to be a little taller or you
need to be a little shorter."
"Why?" I asked not understanding.
"So it wouldn't be my belly pressing against your hard cock...
it would be my cunt." She felt the immediate throbbing reaction
of my dick at her words. "You think so too. I can tell. Go
underneath my dress with your fingers."
When I hesitated, she hissed, "Go on. Do it. I'm on fire. I
want to feel your fingers on my pussy."
"I can't. There are people are around watching us."
"Don't you want to feel my ass and pussy?"
"Of course. I'm male and you're a incredibly gorgeous, hot
woman."
"Then go under my dress and feel me. You can take your hand
out after you've felt how wet and hot and I am."
I followed her orders and quickly found a wet, open, and very
naked cunt under my hand. My fingers easily slipped into her sex
trench, and from there into her hot pulsing vagina. Her liquid
heat dripped over my fingers. It was all I could do to withdraw
my hand a few moments later.
"I know you liked that, Gordon. Why didn't you call me after
that night at Richard's when I squeezed your cock and jacked it
in the car on way back to our house?"
"I thought it was just some of the flirting we've been doing
with each other for the last year. Besides, Sharron, you're not
my wife, and Ed is a good friend."
"Paula's not Ed's wife either, but hasn't stopped him. Why do
you let it stop you?"
"What are you talking about, Sharron?" Of course, I knew what
she was talking about, but I didn't want her to know that I knew.
"Ed and your wife. Ed's fucking her."
"How do you know that?"
"Well, for starters, he's fucking her right now, as we speak."
"You mean here at the party with 10 people in the house. I
don't believe that. Neither do you, Sharron."
"I didn't say Ed was fucking your wife here. I said he's
fucking right now... somewhere. Do you see either Ed or Paula in
the house, Gordon? When's the last time you saw either of them?"
"I don't know. I haven't paid any attention."
"It was over an hour ago, Gordon. Ed said he was going to the
store to make a beer run. Paula went with him. Who takes over
an hour to buy some beer? He's screwing her, Gordon. Probably
in our house or in the back of his van right now ... right at
this moment he's got his big cock up your wife's cunt fucking her
like a whore, and she's loving every second of it. MMMmmmmmmm...
that thought excites you doesn't it? Your cock just throbbed
like you're about to cum in your pants. Are you?"
"Close... very close," I admitted. "Do you know how long it's
been going on and how often?"
"I know when it started, and I know approximately how often my
husband is fucking your wife."
I couldn't suppress my groan as my cock felt like it was going
to detonate. "Oh fuck, Gordon. You're hard! ... and I mean
HARD! I wish Ed could get that hard. He's bigger than you but
his cock never gets any where nearly as hard as yours is right
now."
"Tell me," I gasped.
"Ed fucked Paula that night we went to Richard's Club. That
was the first time he got into her pussy."
"Are you sure? I find it a little hard to believe that Paula
would let him fuck her with all of us in the house."
"Ed had your wife boiling hot, Gordon. He had been playing
with her naked tits and ass on the dance floor for nearly a half
hour before we left the club."
"I did see him stroking my wife's bare ass once."
"He had been all over her ass and tits for over a half hour,
Honey. Then in the car, on the drive back, didn't you hear your
wife moaning in the front seat?"
"I did. I asked her about that. She told me about Ed and
Frank playing with her legs. She said they were almost up to her
panties before she closed her legs."
"Your wife is very skilled liar, Darling. So am I. Most women
are or can be when the occasion demands it. The fact is that Ed
wasn't playing with Paula's legs... he was finger fucking her.
And not through her panties or by pushing his fingers underneath.
Frank and Ed had taken off Paula's panties before we ever got
out of Richard's parking lot. And your loving wife didn't close
her legs, Honey. She had them as wide apart as she could get
them. She even scooted down in the seat so that her cunt was
right at the edge of the seat so Ed could get his fingers into
her pussy easily."
"What about Frank? What was he doing?"
"Ed told me that he was rubbing your wife's clit while Ed
finger fucked her and rubbed her G-spot."
At this point, I was as turned on as I could ever remember
being... even when I was watching Ed fucking my wife.
"Do you recall how long it took to get the snacks ready that
night at our house, Honey? That was because Ed had Paula out in
our garage bent over the hood of my car fucking her hot sexy ass
off."
"How do you know that?"
"I know because I went looking for them so we could eat and
found him pounding your wife. They didn't know I had seen them.
I watched from the doorway until I heard your wife urging Ed to
cum in her cunt again. So he shot at least two loads of cum into
her pussy. I'll bet she didn't let you have sex that night at
home. She couldn't. Her cunt was filled with cum."
"Weren't you angry? Was there a huge scene after we left?"
"No. I didn't tell him I had seen him fucking Paula. I have
never told him."
"Why not? Don't you care?"
"I care a lot, but it's just sex. Your wife is a hot piece of
ass, Gordon. I wouldn't want to be married to a man who didn't
want to fuck Paula and who wouldn't jump at the chance to get
into her if the opportunity arose. Besides... I want to fuck
Paula's husband. I've wanted to get you between my thighs and
into my pussy every time I've seen you for the last year. So the
only real question is Do you want to fuck Ed's wife. If it
bothers you that I'm Ed's wife, just think of it as revenge
fucking... a lot of hot revenge fucking."
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"Revenge" Fucking
The following Monday afternoon, I skipped lunch and drove to
the park to see if Ed's van was there. I wasn't particularly
surprised when I saw it parked in the usual place, which meant
that Ed's cock was parked in its usual place, inside my wife's
pussy.
I was hoping that Sharron had her cell phone on when I dialed
her number. She did and she answered on the second ring.
"Hello."
"Hi, Sexy. This is Gordon."
"I know. I recognize your voice. I was hoping you'd call."
"Ed's van is parked about three blocks from my house in a city
park. He's fucking my wife right now."
"Are you angry?"
"No. But I am hard. Really hard. If she's available, I would
like to spend the afternoon screwing Ed's sexy wife. Is she
available?"
"She's been available to you, Honey, for months. Where?"
"I want to fuck you in your bed."
"MMMMmmmmm... so erotic fucking another man's wife in her own
bed. Do you want me naked when you arrive or what?"
"I'm been fantasizing about fucking you in that sexy black
sheathe of yours. Wear that and heels. Nothing else. I'll be
there in 15 minutes."
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Sharron was leaning up against the same bookcase she was on
that night she flashed her tits and panties at me, and as I had
asked, she was wearing that hot black and white sheathe. She
licked her lips while I checked out her hot, sensuous body.
"I hope you like what you see, Gordon. I've wanted you between
my thighs for the last year. I'm hot ... so damn hot for you!"
"I know you are. I can smell the aroma of your cunt."
"I know. So can I."
"Your tits... take one of them out."
"Just one? They're both nice. Don't you want to see both of
them?"
"I told you to take out one of your tits. When I want to see
the other one, I'll tell you. Take it out."
"Oh god!" Sharron moaned as her hand pressed against her
crotch. Quickly she reached into the top of her dress and pulled
out her breast. "Oh god... this is so fucking hot... standing
here in front of you with one of my tits out. If you just touch
my pussy, Gordon, I'll cum for you."
"Take out your other tit. Pull the top down but don't take off
the dress yet."
Sharron yanked her dress down letting both of her tits tumble
out. The huge melons bounced and jiggled when they were
released. She cupped them... holding them out for inspection.
"Now it's your turn, Stud. Take out your cock. I want to see
it."
After removing my shoes and socks, I unzipped my pants and let
them fall to the floor. My briefs bulged with my erection.
Slipping them down my thighs, I let Sharron see how hard she had
me. In fact, I was so hard now, my dick was probably slightly
more than my usual 8 inches. Sharron stared at it intently...
unable to tear her eyes away.
"OH YES! You're so fucking hard... Big is nice, HARD is
wonderful. "I'll cum hard if you suck my nipples, Gordon.
Please suck them... just a little. That's all it would take to
make me cum now."
Taking both of her tits in my hands, I squeezed.
"OOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YES! she hissed.
When I pulled on her nipples and twisted them, Sharron began to
pump her pussy in sexy hot fuck motions. "Now suck my cock,
Sharron. Right now!" I ordered.
She didn't hesitate a second. On the first pass down my rod,
Sharron took six of my inches into her mouth. Suddenly, her
mouth flew open as I pinched both of her nipples. She came...
hard... in repeated spastic contractions. When her orgasm began
to ebb, I pulled her tits into my mouth and devoured them. She
moaned softly and then came again.
Sharron was still in the midst of her orgasm, when I put her on
the dining room table, pushed her back and spread her legs wide
open. "Ready?" I asked softly as the head of my cock slipped up
and down the entire length of her sex slit.
"Please, Darling. Stick it in me!" My cock slid easily into
her gushing channel.
"OOohhhhhh... that's so damn good. OOohhhh... you're in me,
Honey... Aaahhhh... you're fucking meeeeeee!"
The feeling of sinking into Sharron's wet, tight cunt was
awesome. She began throbbing around my shaft as soon as I pushed
into her. The deeper I fucked her, the harder she throbbed.
"OOohhh god... You have a fabulous cock, Gordon! Just perfect
for my pussy. Fuck me with it, Honey. Fuck your hot slut and
make her howl."
When Sharron's orgasm erupted, her entire vagina went into hard
contractions. It felt like her pussy was trying to suck the cum
right out of my balls. I hammered into her convulsing pussy even
harder. Her wild shrieks filled the room as her legs locked
around my hips. Grasping me with her powerful thighs, she
hunched her ass hard against me driving my cock to bottom of her
throbbing vagina.
There was no way I could keep from shooting off, and very soon
thick streams of semen were being pumped against her womb. Each
time my dick jerked and throbbed, another gush of my load fired
into Ed's wife.
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Thirty minutes later, we were on her bed with her riding me.
Her big tits bounced and flopped about as she rammed her pussy
rapidly up and down the entire length of my hard erection. By
the time I had shot my second load into her, I had lost count of
the number of times Sharron had cum.
-----------------------
It was almost 4 PM. I was lying on my back on the bed with
Sharron's head on my chest. Her hand slowly stroked my semi-hard
dick while my hands explored her ass and tits.
"You're a luscious fuck, Sharron. I loved it!"
"So did I, Lover... so did I. How long are you going to make
me wait before you let me enjoy your hot cock again?"
"Tomorrow? Wednesday? Just name it. But we can't do it here
unless Ed's banging my wife at the same time."
"I doubt that that will be much of a problem, Honey. He's been
screwing Paula almost everyday."
"How do you know that?"
"First, I can never find him in the afternoons. Second, I can
smell the aroma of her cunt on him in the evening. And third, he
sometimes has a difficult time getting it up to fuck me she's so
completely drained him."
"So when?" I asked.
"I want you to fuck me again tomorrow. And also on Wednesday
and Thursday. In fact, fuck me again right now. Your cock's
hard, ... fuck me with it, Gordon."
"It's after 4 PM already. I don't think we have time, Sharron.
I'll call you tomorrow between noon and 1 PM after I check to
see if Ed's fucking Paula again." I pushed myself out of bed and
started toward the shower. Sharron followed me. "Please,
Darling. I want it in me one more time." She got onto the couch
on her knees with her head on the seat. "Do me doggie, Gordon.
Just a quickie. Make me cum and then I'll suck you and you can
shoot in my mouth."
She didn't wait for an answer. In a flash, Sharron was on the
couch, ass high in the air, spreading herself wide open with her
hands. "Come on, Lover. Mount me and fuck Ed's wife like he's
screwing yours right now!"
It was too much to resist. I got behind her, stared at her
upthrust luscious ass for a moment, and then nailed my erection
hard into her gaping pussy. I grunted and Sharron squealed when
we both felt my cock head pound against her womb.
After five minutes of hard, intense fucking, Sharron's pussy
convulsed in another orgasm. I kept thrusting into her until her
contractions ebbed. She pushed me off her body and knelt in
front of me. Guiding my prick to her mouth, she sucked the top
half and jacked off the bottom half until I came in her mouth.
Just before the last two spurts entered, she pulled my cock out
of her mouth and took those two spurts all over her nose and
mouth.
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As events developed, I fucked Sharron again on Tuesday, and
Wednesday. On Friday, we were in her den, both of us naked. I
had Sharron on her back on the couch with her legs up and pressed
back almost to her tits. I was mounted over her, ramming my cock
straight down into her wet, throbbing cunt hole.
Neither of us heard the front door open. Sharron was screaming
for me to fuck her harder... that she was about to cum. I was
grunting with the hot sensations caused by her contracting vagina
shooting through my cock as I prepared to flood her pussy with my
load.
"OOOHHHH GOD... GORDON! RAM THAT COCK INTO ME! I'M
CUMMINGGG!"
"OH HELL YES, YOU HOT BITCH! TAKE MY LOAD... HERE'S IT COMES!!
UGGHHH! UGGHHHH! UUUGGGHHHH!!!"
Sharron continued to groan, and I kept grunting for almost a
full minute until my balls had been totally emptied into her
cunt. A moment after I had shot in the last of my load, I
collapsed on top of her body. She wrapped her legs around me to
hold me close with my still twitching dick still deep inside her
pussy.
We were still breathing hard when we became aware of the
applause from behind us. When we looked back, our sex organs
still locked together, we saw Ed and Paula standing there
clapping their hands and smiling.
================================
Revelations:
Instinctively, I tried to get off Ed's wife with him standing
there watching us. But Sharron locked her legs even more tightly
around me keeping me between her thighs with my cock socked deep
inside her vagina. Ed also told me to stay on her and in her.
"Don't get off of her, Gordon. I'm finally getting to see my
wife with her legs spread and a big cock nailed into her cunt. I
love it! I got hard the instant I saw you on her... fucking
her."
"You've never seen Sharron being fucked before?" I asked,
somewhat surprised.
Sharron answered for him. "No he hasn't, and he's been
fantasizing about it for over a year... begging me to do it. I
finally agreed, but only on the condition that I really liked the
guy."
"And that was a big problem," Ed said, as my wife was now
slowly running her hand over his huge bulge. "We went out a
dozen times trying to find a guy Sharron would like to have fuck
her but with no success. Finally, I asked her what the problem
was and she admitted it was because she wanted you to be one to
fuck her... Oh shit, Gordon. I'm so damn hard it hurts. I
really need to fuck Paula right now. Is it Ok?"
"You're asking the wrong person, Ed. Ask my wife."
"He doesn't need to ask me. I've already told him a dozen
times he can fuck me anytime he wants."
"Well, I want to fuck you right now... right here," Ed said
emphatically.
"Then why aren't you getting me naked so you can use that huge
cock in my pussy, Honey?"
As Ed began to strip my wife, Sharron continued the story.
"Neither of us knew how to go about getting you to fuck me and
cheat on Paula. So we finally decided to set you up. Ed would
try to seduce Paula. You would figure it out and fuck me as a
revenge fuck."
As Ed pulled my now naked wife onto the couch across from us,
Paula laughed. "You went to a lot of trouble pointlessly,
Sharron. All you had to do was ask. Gordon and I have been
swinging for .... UUNGGGHHH! AAAHHHHHHHHHH! GGGGAAAAAAA.... SO
FUCKING BIG!! OH GOD... OH GOD... OH GOD... FUCK ME, ED. RAM
MEEEEEE!"
"How long did she say you two have been swinging?" Sharron
asked me while watching her big-cocked husband driving his
rampant erection hard and fast into my wife's cunt.
"Two years. We thought you were both straight, so we never
pushed it."
"Well push it now, Gordon. PUSH THAT COCK INTO ME AND FUCK
ME!"
I pulled out of Sharron's cunt and sat down on the couch beside
her. "MOUNT!" I ordered. She giggled, straddled my hips, and
drove her pussy down on my rigid sex spike. A few minutes later,
Sharron's groans mixed with Paula's squeals. Ed and I grunted
each time we rammed our dicks into the other man's wife.
For the next hour, Ed and I fucked our two hot wives...
switching back and forth between their hot, throbbing pussies.
Our wives loud shrieks filled the room as first Sharron was cry
out in her orgasm, and then as hers ebbed, it was Paula's turn to
howl as her clit and vagina again went in hard spasms.
Before we called a halt and got cleaned up for dinner, I had
gotten off twice inside Sharron's pussy and once in Paula's. Ed
got off once in each wife. None of us even attempted to estimate
the number of orgasms our wives enjoyed.
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The next Saturday afternoon, the phone rang in the Legans home.
Frank answered.
"Hello."
"Hi, Frank. This is Paula."
His voice brightened immediately. "Hi, Paula! Want to talk to
Ashlee?"
"In a moment, but you first. Ed and Sharron are going to
Richard's Club tonight with Gordon and I. I'm calling to see if
you and Ashlee would like to come with us."
"I certainly would. Let me check with Ashlee."
"Ok. Ask her to come back with you so I can speak with her if
I need to."
"Sure. Can you hold?"
"Oh... absolutely... I'm not going anywhere."
A minute later, Frank picked up the phone. "Ashlee's here.
She said she would love to go."
"Great. We'll pick you up at 9 PM in Ed's van again. Now let
me speak with Ashlee, please."
"Hi, Paula. What is it."
"Is Frank listening?"
"No. He went back to finish watching the game on TV. What is
it."
"I just wanted to give you a heads-up. Wear something sexy.
Sharron and I will be wearing our sheaths like the last time we
were at the club, but this time, neither of us will be wearing
panties or a thong.... So, it's up to you. See you at 9 PM."
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When we arrived at Frank and Ashlee's home, the seating
arrangements were somewhat different than the last time. This
time, Ed was driving, but it was Gordon beside him in the
passenger seat. Sharron and I were alone in the back seat.
When Frank and Ashlee joined us, Ashlee started to get into the
back seat with the women, but Gordon took her arm, smiled, and
said, "Sit up here with us Ashlee."
At the same time I got out of the back seat and motioned to
Frank to get in. He did, and I scooted in on the other side,
sandwiching him between Sharron and myself.
It was almost 9:15 before Ed started the 30 minute drive. At
this time of night, it was nearly pitch dark outside, and there
were few street lights on the road leading to Richard's Club.
We hadn't been on the road more than a minute before Sharron
and I had our tits pressed tightly against Frank. With two pair
of 36DD tits pressed against him, one on each side, two hands
stroking each of his thighs, and two women taking turns planting
open-mouthed kisses on his lips, he got hard as stone very
quickly.
While Sharron was kissing Frank as he played with her big tits,
I whispered in his ear, "Forget Sharron's tits for a moment,
Honey. Pull her dress up." Frank followed orders beautifully as
Sharron lifted her butt so he could pull her sheathe up to her
waist. When his hands moved to her thighs and then higher, I
heard his gasp of surprise when all he found between Sharron's
thighs was a wet, naked cunt.
"My turn, Honey," I whispered again in his ear. He turned his
face toward me and kissed me hard, his tongue driving deep into
my open mouth. I only had to wait a moment before I felt his
hands moving to the hem of my dress. Like Sharron, I lifted my
ass and felt my dress rising over my hips up to my waist. When
he moved his hand tentatively to my thighs, I spread for him. It
was my turn to gasp when I felt two for Frank's fingers entering
my vagina.
A moment later, I heard a similar sigh from Sharron and felt
her hips began to hump. He was now finger fucking both of us.
Simultaneously, Sharron and I moved to his crotch. She unzipped
him, and I slipped my hand inside. It only took me a second to
extract his rigid cock. It was about 7.5 inches but just as
thick as Gordon's and Ed's. And he was hard... incredibly hard.
As the two of us squeezed and stroked his cock, he got very
nervous since his wife was four feet away in the middle of the
front seat. As quietly as possible, he whispered, "We'd better
stop. My wife might turn around at any time."
"Listen, Honey. Can you hear your wife?"
As soon as the three of us turned our attention to the front
seat, there was no problem hearing Ashlee.
"oooohhhhh... oooohhhhh... oooohhhh....aaahhhh... OOOHHH...
OOOHHH... AAAHHH... OOOHHH... OOOHHH... OOOHHH... OOOHHH...
OOOHHH... OOOHHH... AAAHHHH GOD!"
"My god," Frank gasped. "she's..."
"cumming," I finished his sentence for him. "It's pretty hard
for a woman not to cum when two men are working on her naked
pussy. You're wife's not wearing any panties either. So don't
worry about Ashlee. Ed and Gordon are taking very good care of
her. Now lean back. We're going to suck you off and you're
going to shoot in our mouths."
It wasn't long before Ashlee heard her husband's hot moans from
the back seat as he shot six huge streams of cum into our sucking
mouths. Sharron got mad because I got four of his ejaculations
and she only got two.
When Frank had recovered from his huge orgasm, he again heard
Ashlee howling in the front seat... this time even louder than
before.
"What are they doing to her?"
"Why don't lean forward and watch while Sharron and I take
turns sucking your cock?"
When Frank looked over the seat, he found Gordon kneeling on
the floorboard with his wife's legs hooked over my husband's
shoulders and his mouth, tongue, and fingers working on Ashlee's
clitoris, vagina, and G-spot. When his fingers stroked her
G-spot and his tongue lashed her clit, Ashlee wailed. At the
same time, Sharron deep throated her husband's iron-hard erection
bring a similar moan from his lips.
"You guys have to stop," Ed announced we're almost there.
Sharron and I pulled our sheathes down and replaced our tits
inside the top of our dresses. Frank pulled up his briefs and
zipped up his pants. In the front seat, my husband told a
panting Ashlee to lift her ass. She did, and like a true
gentleman, pulled her dress back down to cover her ass and now
slowly throbbing and very wet pussy.
"This isn't Richard's Club!" Ashlee exclaimed.
"No, it isn't. It's the Hilton Inn. Ed and I decided that it
would be a lot more fun to fuck all night in the bridal suite
than to dance at Richard's. If you and Frank would prefer to
skip tonight, I'll pay for your cab ride home."
From the back seat, Frank asked his wife, "What do you want to
do, Honey?"
"You want me to make this decision?"
"Yes... I think you should."
"Ok, but I never want to hear one word of criticism from you
ever about it, agreed?"
"Ok."
"This let's go to the bridal suite. Who gets who?"
"We have all night, Ashlee," I said from the back seat. "My
guess is that all our pussies are going to be fucked by these
three randy males several times before we check out by noon
tomorrow morning."
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We hadn't been inside the suite for more than 10 minutes before
our husbands had Sharron, Ashlee, and I stripped. As I expected,
Gordon took over.
"Ok, you three hot sluts. Get on the bed on your knees, heads
down. Put your asses up in the air so we can decide which of you
we want to fuck first." He emphasized his order by swinging his
doubled belt slowly back and forth in the air.
"Maybe you guys should take out your cocks and let the girls
choose." For my impertinence, I got a light stroke of my
husband's belt across my ass. It didn't really hurt, but it was
incredibly erotic.
A moment later, the three of us were on display on the bed.
Sharon was on the left, tits hanging down, ass high, cunt on
display.
Ashlee was in the middle, ass high, dark ass hole open and
inviting. Her tight slit was easily seen. We all knew it
wouldn't be nearly as tight in the morning as it was right now.
I was on the right in doggie position with my knees spread and
my ass high. For good measure, I reached back and spread my
pussy wide open with my fingers.
"Frank, this is your first time, so pick either Paula or
Sharron. If you pick Paula, I'll take Sharron and Ed will fuck
your wife. Or you can pick Sharron. Then Ed will bang Paula and
I'll do your wife. It doesn't matter, as Paula said, we've got
all night."
Ed chose Paula. A half hour later, the passionate screams of
the women mixed with the deep masculine groans of the men as the
first of many loads of cum were being ejaculated in the very
receptive pussies of the three wives.
Ed was fucking Ashlee like a madman on the day bed.
Sharron was bouncing up and down on my husband's hard shaft in
one of the chairs. She howled every time her cunt took Gordon's
entire length into her throbbing hole.
Finally, on the huge master bed, Frank had me on my back. He
was pressing my knees to the bed just outside my bouncing tits.
My knees were bent so that my heels were sticking straight up
pointing at the ceiling. I was spread wide open with that hot
randy stud mounted over me. He was grunting with hot male
satisfaction as he watched his thick cock fucking in and out of
my cunt. I couldn't stop moaning as he screwed me... hard...
deep... his cock fucking the shit out of another man's wife. I
began to cum and I couldn't stop. It was glorious.
Friends are wonderful... swinging friends are fantastic, and
there never was any "revenge fucking". There was only the
sensuous erotic pleasures of open marriages.
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