Denise�s Addictions by RLM
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Depression:
As I followed Susan Tagert, Carol Edwards, and Vicki Gamil into
the club where we intended to have a drink and maybe dance a
little if any guys asked us, I wondered for the umpteenth time
why I subjected myself to this weekly humiliation. But come
Thursday afternoon, I was here almost every week as I had been
for two years now.
"Come on, Denise," Susan urged. "The bartender isn't going to
serve us drinks out here in the parking lot. Get a move on."
"I'm coming," I replied. As I followed Susan into the club, I
watched the sexy undulations of her hips and ass with envy. When
we were inside the club, several men at the bar turned to watch
her as she walked to the table where Carol and Vicki were
waiting. Of course, none of the men bothered to check me out.
Since I was 50 pounds overweight, my walk was closer to a waddle
than a sexy undulation.
Once we were all seated and had our drinks, things got worse for
me as the more aggressive pussy hounds descended on our table.
The first guy was a hunk with dark hair, a virile-looking stubble
of a beard, bulging muscles, and a gorgeous smile. While he was
introducing himself as Ed, he took advantage of his standing
position to check out the cleavage of Vicki's 36C tits. When he
asked her if she would like to dance, the slut actually pulled
her shoulders back so he could see more of her tits. He never
took his eyes off of them as she stood up, took his arm, and let
him lead her onto the dance floor.
Encouraged by Ed's success, two more men soon approached our
table and asked Susan and Carol to dance. They both accepted,
and I was left alone at the table. It was humiliating, but not
at all unusual. Not only was I 50 pounds overweight, my small
32B tits didn't stick out as far as my belly. I did have nice
legs, but as fat as I was, I could never wear a really short
dress or skirt that would show them off. My extra weight also
made it painful for me to wear three-inch heels much less shoes
with a four-inch heel. My short, brown hair was dowdy, my lips
were thin, and my nose was too big and a little crooked.
After 30 minutes, Vicki was back at our table with Ed sitting as
close to her as the chairs would allow. I couldn't hear what he
was whispering in her ear, but whatever it was, it caused Vicki
to either smile or laugh. Occasionally, she would shake her head
and say "No... I can't do that. Behave." Although I couldn't
see what Ed was doing, his hands were beneath the table and I
could see his arm moving.
Susan was still dancing with her guy, if you could call what
they were doing dancing. Their feet were hardly moving as their
bodies swayed to the music. The man's hands were roaming over
her ass while she was grinding against him. It looked to me like
she was trying to make him ejaculate in his pants. There was no
sign of Carol and her guy.
When Vicki got up and followed Ed into the club's game room
leaving me alone at the table again, I had had enough humiliation
for one day. After dropping $5 on the table to pay for my drink
and a tip, I made my way back to the parking lot to my car. As I
was leaving, I saw Carol getting out of an SUV followed by the
guy who had asked her to dance. She was smoothing down her skirt
and trying to do something with her disheveled hair. As I drove
home, I wondered if Carl Tagert had any idea what his wife was
doing while he was at work with my husband David. I had similar
thoughts about Jack Edwards and Earl Gamil, but mostly my
thoughts were consumed by an near overwhelming jealousy.
I was in the kitchen fixing dinner when David came in from work
around 5:30. He stuck his head in the kitchen, inhaled, and
said, "Mmmm... smells good. You're a fantastic cook. Need any
help?"
"I think I've got everything under control. Relax with the
newspaper, Honey. Dinner will be ready in about 20 minutes."
While I set the table and later when I put out the food, I had
unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse so some of my breasts
could be seen. It didn't matter. In fact, I don't know why I
even bothered. David never stared at my body any longer. and
tonight at dinner was no exception. We were only having sex
three or four times a month, and half of those times, I had to go
down on him to get him hard enough to penetrate me. I knew it
wasn't his fault. I was just not sexually attractive to him...
or any other man for that matter.
The situation had me so severely depressed that I never wanted
to leave the house. My husband or my friends had to essentially
drag me out to get me to go anywhere. And when I did go out,
every time a man glanced at me and then immediately looked away
it was like a dagger being thrust into my stomach.
In this depressed state, I knew I a was pathetically poor sex
partner in bed. In fact, in my own mind, I was a living example
of the proverbial "dead fish" in bed.
Normally, I was able to handle the situation, but today had been
too much. After an entire afternoon of humiliation in front of
my friends and having to watch the men hit on all the other women
but not me, I had to struggle to hold back the tears. And then
on top of that, seeing Carol getting out the SUV after just being
fucked while none of the men wanted to have sex with me was
nearly overwhelming. When I tried to come on to my husband by
opening my blouse only to have him ignore me, I couldn't take it.
Right at the dinner table, I began crying uncontrollably.
When the tears started, David dropped his fork, forgot about
dinner, and asked me what was wrong. I couldn't answer. All I
could do was sob even harder. My husband was out of his seat and
by my side in a flash wanting to know if I was in pain... if I
had hurt myself... if something terrible had happened. At that
point, I leaped up from the table and ran to our bedroom with
tears streaming down my cheeks. David was right behind me, but I
got the door locked before he could enter the room.
For the next half hour, David stood outside the bedroom door
knocking and pleading with me to let him in. I just laid on the
bed, crying and sobbing until finally, he gave up and said he
would be in the den when I was ready to talk.
It was an hour before I could stop crying and sobbing and
another hour before I could muster the courage to face my
husband. Finally, I forced myself to get out of the bed. After
washing my face and hands, I spent some time at my vanity table
doing the best I could to fix my makeup. Just looking at myself
in the mirror almost started the tears again. I was only 24
years old, and I looked terrible. I didn't even have the excuse
of having borne children since David and I had decided to wait
awhile before starting a family.
When I entered the den, I found David reading a book. He looked
up and smiled warmly but didn't press the issue by asking a
series of questions. I knew he was deeply concerned, but somehow
he managed to contain himself and wait until I was ready to
speak. It was almost an hour before I did.
"David," I said weakly. "I'm so sorry for the mess I've made of
our marriage and our lives."
My husband looked up from his book obviously shocked. "What are
you talking about? Did something terrible just happen?"
"No. Nothing that hasn't been happening for the last three
years. When we first married, I was a nice looking woman... not
beautiful and sensuous... but nice looking enough that you
enjoyed both making love to me and fucking me, and I enjoyed both
enormously. And then for some stupid reason, I started eating
too much, and from there, I began stuffing myself until I was
obese."
"It's not that bad. I think..."
I interrupted my husband before he could go on. "Yes! It is
that bad. In fact, it's worse! I'm not only fat, there's
nothing attractive, nothing sexy about me. My nose is crooked.
My lips are too thin. My tits are small... so small my belly
sticks out further than my tits. My ass has no shape. Even my
hair is short and drab. I'm so fat, I can't wear attractive
clothes or high heels. Men used to give me admiring looks, but
not anymore. Even my husband doesn't notice when I open my
blouse, and we're down to having sex two or three times a month.
And I'm not sexy enough to even get you hard half of the time.
As a result, I don't even like to leave the house. You know how
hard it is to get me to go anywhere."
"You could go on a diet... lose weight," my husband suggested.
"I've tried and tried to do that, but I don't have the will
power, and besides, even if I did lose weight, it wouldn't help
much. I've been so fat for so long, my skin would sag all over
my body. My hair would still be drab, my nose crooked, my tits
small, my ass unshapely, my lips too thin. It's hopeless... and
the worse part of it is that I know how much you like sex, and
I've taken all that pleasure away from both of us. Frankly, I'm
amazed you haven't asked me for a divorce or at least started
seeing other women."
"I don't want a divorce, Denise, and I don't want other women.
I love you."
"I know. You love me, but you don't want me...desire me. You
don't get hard thinking about fucking me, and that's all my
fault, and I'm so sorry I don't know what to say."
"I suggest we fix the problem rather than cry about it."
"How? I've told you I don't have the will power to lose weight,
and even if I did, it wouldn't solve the problem."
"Bullshit! We just have set things up so that you do have the
incentive to lose weight, and then we have to fix the rest of the
problems."
I stared at my husband for a moment and then burst into tears
again. "It's hopeless," I moaned through my sobs.
"I'm going to fix us both a drink while you get yourself under
control, and then I'm going to tell you how we're going to make
all those problems things of the past."
I had managed to stop crying by the time David returned with
screwdrivers for both of us. As we sipped them, he said, "First,
let's discuss your weight. We're going to do this together. In
the morning, I'm going to get us memberships in at Fitness USA
and enroll both of us in the next exercise/aerobics class. We're
both going to attend every meeting and you're going to start
losing weight."
"I can't stop eating. Exercise won't help," I protested.
"Yes you can because I'm going to eat the same food as you do...
just more of it, and I'm going to fix the meals. We're going to
start tonight by throwing out all the high-calorie food in the
house. Tomorrow, you're going to the Wellness Center to see the
dietician to get a diet plan, and I'll start implementing it
immediately. Tomorrow is Day One of our program."
"But what about all the rest of the problems like all the lose
flab that's going to be left on my body by the diet?"
"While you're losing weight, I'll contact a plastic surgeon in
California who does work on Hollywood movie stars and porn
actresses. Once you've lost 50 pounds or so, you'll be going for
an extended stay in California where the surgeon will do a tummy
tuck and a face lift to remove loose skin. While that's being
done, he'll fix your nose and give you collagen injections to
enhance your lips. How would you like to come home with 36DD
tits that get every man in the room hard? He can do that for you
and well as give you a sexy ass. Finally, the thought that all
that will happen when you've lost 50 pounds will provide the
incentive you need to stay on the diet and lose the weight.
Well? Is it a deal?"
I didn't speak for a long time. Finally, I began to feel better
than I had in a long, long time. "Won't all that be extremely
expensive?"
"Of course. Insurance won't cover plastic surgery. It will
probably cost between $30,000 to $40,000... about the cost of a
new Avalon, but not as much as a Lexus or a BMW and not nearly as
much as a Mercedes. And I would much rather have a drop-dead
sexy, sensuous, and hot wife than a new car. Besides, Deric
Randall pays me a handsome salary as the District Sales Manager
so we can afford it."
I was silent for about 10 minutes before I smiled and asked,
"Would you make love to me tonight, Honey."
"Nope. Not a chance. But I will fuck your brains out."
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Transformation:
The next morning, I awoke with a new, more positive outlook on
life. The fact that my husband had fucked me twice the previous
night had already made a world of difference. Later in the day,
I visited the wellness center and spoke with a dietician for an
hour about a diet plan. I spent the rest of the morning grocery
shopping for the foods on the plan.
I did veto one part of my husband's plan. There was no way I
was going to have him doing all the cooking after he had worked
all day. In the end, we compromised. He would cook on the
weekends while I handled the job during the weekdays.
As David had planned, we began going to the gym to exercise
every other day. Three days a week we also attended an hour-long
aerobics class. Instead of watching TV in the evenings, David
insisted on taking me dancing. I knew I looked ridiculously fat,
but my husband's upbeat attitude and eagerness to dance with me
compensated for that. Instead of reading books or the newspaper
at night, we substituted long walks.
On several occasions when we were walking through the park,
David would bend me over one of the picnic tables, push up my
dress, and fuck me. The first couple of times, I protested, but
all that got me was a sharp whack on my ass and an order to shut
up and spread my legs. After that, I was more than just a little
eager to take a walk through the park with my husband. I even
took off my panties before we started our walk.
All the exercise and diet soon began to take off the pounds.
The first month, I lost eight pounds. The second month saw seven
more pounds disappear. Of course, as I lost weight, the rate of
loss slowed, as expected, but I was still losing four to five
pounds a month.
After four months, I had lost 27 pounds. I couldn't believe it.
I was giddy with pleasure as I saw the scale slowly but surely
dropping with each passing week. By that time, my hair had grown
much longer, and I had had it changed from a drab brown to a sexy
blonde.
At the start of the fifth month, I was cooking dinner when David
came home from work. He nodded when he came in carrying several
packages, but promptly disappeared into our bedroom. About 20
minutes later, he emerged and said sternly, "I don't like the way
you're dressed. Get out of those frumpy clothes. Now. Strip
naked. All the way. Right now!"
"The dinner will burn," I protested.
"Who gives a shit about that. We can fix something else. Get
naked. Now!"
I was giggling as I took my clothes right in front of my husband
until they were lying on the floor, and I was stark naked. I
still didn't look very good with the loose skin on my belly
hanging down but at least my firm tits now stuck out a little
more than my belly. Even so, I was turned on... really turned
on.
"Good. Now get your sexy ass in the bedroom and put on one of
the outfits lying on the bed. Just pick one. You'll be wearing
those from now on when I come home from work. Understand?"
As I hurried into the bedroom, I could already feel my pussy
getting wet and my clitoris swelling with my arousal. My husband
had bought me five outfits all of which were laid out on the bed.
I picked up the one nearest to me and saw that it was a short
skirt with a see-through blouse, thigh-high stockings and
three-inch heels. There was also a pair of black, bikini
panties, but no bra.
The clothes were a size or two too small for me, but I didn't
care. My legs were the only part of my body that looked nice,
and in the sexy, thigh-high nylons and the heels, they looked
even better. However, my fat ass bulged out of the bottom of the
panties and my belly hung over the top. The skirt also looked
silly with my big belly sticking out over it. In addition, my
extra weight made it ride higher on my thighs than the designed
had intended. The too-small blouse fit tightly over my tits, and
since there was no bra, my hard nipples were essentially on
display.
As ridiculous as my fat body looked in the sexy clothes, I still
loved them. Most of all, I loved the fact that my husband had
bought them for me and wanted to see me wearing them. When I
made my appearance, my husband drew in his breath and said, "Oh
fuck! You look slutty and hot. I love it!" His rapidly growing
cock punctuated his words.
"I look ridiculous," I protested hoping my husband would dispute
my words. He didn't disappoint me.
"You look hot and fuckable. Available. When you lose the rest
of the weight and come back from California, you're gonna look
like every man's wet dream."
Those words had my pussy gushing and my clitoris hard and erect.
"I feel like a slut in these clothes, but I love them. I can't
wear them in public though."
"Not yet, but soon. You look available... are you?"
"Oh yesss... are you going to fuck me? Dinner will burn."
` "I turned off the oven. Bend over the back of the couch. I
can't wait to get my cock up your sexy cunt."
My entire body was shaking with excitement as I bent over the
back of the couch supporting myself with my hands on the
cushions. I arched my ass for my husband and spread my legs.
"Ooohhhhh god," I moaned when I felt my husband pull my panties
aside and down my thigh exposing my pussy.
"Your hot fuck hole is gushing. And look at that big hard
clit.... mmmmmmm... How much for a piece of your hot cunt,
Honey?"
I was already quivering on the edge of an orgasm, and those hot
words from my husband pushed me over. My vagina contracted
forcing lubricating fluid to coat my hole and labia. At the
same time, my clit thrust out of its protective hood and danced
in hard pulsations.
"Damn! You're cumming! You're already cumming!" David yelled.
"FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE! STOP TALKING AND FUCK MEEEEEEEE!!"
I erupted in another shuddering climax as soon as David's hard
six-inch shaft split my pussy and sank into me. He was wildly
excited as he jack hammered his tool into my erupting, eager
hole. We were both screaming when he began filling me with his
load. Although our coupling had lasted no more than a minute, I
had cum twice and David had pumped a monster load of semen into
my throbbing pussy.
Five minutes later, I was working on dinner with my husband's
semen sliding sensuously down my legs while he assisted me
wearing only his briefs. We were both giggling like teenagers.
When we had finished eating and the dishes were done, my randy
husband ordered me to take everything off except my heels.
"You're going to fuck me again?" I asked in amazement.
"At least once more. Get naked. Leave the heels on." As I
stripped, David went to our bedroom and came back with a blanket.
He stopped and stared at my naked body as soon as he came into
the room. When I saw his cock getting hard inside his briefs, I
felt my vagina responding to the erotic sight.
"What's the blanket for?"
"So you won't get grass stains on your sexy ass."
I felt my clit throb. "Oh god. You're going to do me outside?"
"Do you? I'm going to eat you and then fuck you in the back
yard. Come on."
"But someone will see us?"
"So? Do I need to take my belt to your naked ass or are you
going to move it?"
"Oh god," I moaned as my hand began rubbing my engorged clit.
"MMMmmmm... That's sexy! I love watching your rub yourself. I
think I'll have you masturbate while I watch and jack off
sometime soon."
"Ooohhh yessss," I moaned as my vagina quivered in response.
David led me into the back yard, naked save for my heels. He
spread out the blanket and motioned for me to get on it. I did
and without being told, I opened my legs like a whore and posed
for my husband with my finger inside my pussy.
David fell on me like a wild man... shoving my legs wide and
burying his face against my gushing pussy. His tongue raked up
the length of my sex trench, pausing at my opening to slide
inside my vagina, and then upward to my clit, which he devoured.
My ass arched off the blanket as his tongue slid up and down the
side of my clit and then over the sensitive tip. At the same
time, his fingers pumped in and out of my cunt rubbing my G-spot
on each stroke.
"Oooohhhhh gawd damn! Suck meeeeeeeeee.... Don't stop...
Please... don't stop," I groaned trying not to scream and attract
all the neighbors.
David had no intention of stopping. I groaned in hot female
pleasure when I felt him suck my throbbing clit into his mouth
and work it with the tip of his tongue. Three fingers were now
inside my pussy... spreading me open and working on my G-spot. I
climaxed hard, my entire body shaking. His mouth continued to
pleasure me right through my orgasm. As soon as my climax had
reached its peak, he pushed in a fourth finger and sucked my clit
even harder. I convulsed in another orgasm. This time, I
couldn't keep quiet.
�OOOHHHH FUCKING SHIT.... GGGGHHHAAAAAAA!! UUNNGHHH! OOOHH
GOD, I�M CUMMING.... AAAAHHHHHHH!!� I screamed loud enough to
wake the dead.
Right in the middle of my orgasm, David mounted me and drove his
iron-hard six-inch cunt spike into my throbbing pussy. I erupted
again... even harder. My legs rose and wrapped around his waist,
my ankles locked trying to pull him even deeper into my wet,
pulsing hole.
This time, David fucked me for over 10 minutes with hard, deep
thrusts before growling in my ear, �I�m gonna shoot in you...
can�t hold it. AAahhhh... Yes... Now!�
�Oh Yeah, Lover. Pump me full! Cum inside my cunt,� I
whispered in his ear.
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Midway through the seventh month, my weight loss hit 50 lbs. We
high-fived each other when we saw the announcement from the
scale. That night, David took me out to dinner wearing a
ridiculously short skirt and four-inch heels. He wouldn�t allow
me to wear any panties either. Even though my nose was still
crooked, my lips too thin with loose skin on my face and belly
causing my skirt to bulge outward, and my still small 32B tits, I
still attracted some male attention when we walked to our table
in the restaurant. God, I loved it! My pussy was wet by the
time we were seated.
Throughout the meal, he continued to comment on the men who were
checking me out. When he returned from the men�s room, he told
me several men were trying to see further up my short skirt.
That thought almost made me climax. It was the first time I
realized how much showing off my body excited me. It was
something I had never experienced before, and I was finding that
I loved it.
By the time we left the restaurant, I was in heat. All the way
home, I had my skirt up around my waist masturbating for my
husband and any of the other drivers who might be able to see
inside the car. When we passed an 18-wheeler, David matched our
speed to that of the semi and turned on the interior lights in
our car. Instantly, I spread wider as I furiously fingered my
cunt and rubbed my clitoris. When I climaxed, the driver of the
semi thanked me with several loud blasts of his air horn.
That night, David fucked me three times... something he hadn�t
done since our honeymoon. The next day, he drove me to the
airport for my flight to California.
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My plastic surgeon, Dr. Bernard Goldman, was every bit as good
as his reputation and his fees suggested. There were a dozen
photographs of famous porn stars adoring the walls of his office
attesting to the excellence of his work. On one wall, there were
three photos of well-known blonde porn stars showing the results
of Goldman�s breast enhancement surgeries.
On the side wall were two photographs of a brunette porn star
whom I had seen featured in several men�s magazines particularly
since she was a look-alike for a famous politician. Goldman was
responsible for her beautiful face and her wonderful tits.
At our first meeting, Dr. Goldman explained that he would first
do a face lift to remove the loose skin from my face, to repair
my nose, and to enhance the fullness of my lips.
�Since your face is always in view, we want the maximum time
possible to allow for complete healing of the small scars the
surgery will produce. After a few months, no one will be able to
see the scars,� he explained.
After the facial surgery is done, the breast enhancement was to
be second for the same reason.
�Women with gorgeous tits always want them on display... so we
need time for the scars to heal. Now tell me, Denise, what size
breasts would you like to have?�
�I want them big, but not ridiculously so. What do you
suggest?�
�On your frame, I think 34DDs would look luscious.� Naturally,
I agreed.
When the breast surgery was done, Goldman told me he would do
some work on my buttocks to enhance their appearance. He
hesitated a moment and then asked, �Would you like for me to
enhance the appearance of your pussy? I could make the lips a
little larger and make them flare open so that they always appear
to be inviting a man inside. Would that please you?�
I couldn�t agree fast enough. Then I asked him if he thought my
legs could be made more attractive. I beamed with pleasure when
he said, �Your legs are perfect. My motto is if it isn�t
broken... don�t fix it.�
Five months and $43,000 later, I was on the plane on my way
home.
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A Party at the Edwards:
I had returned from my five-month stay in California three days
previously. Other than my husband, I hadn't seen a sole.
Needless to say, I was wildly excited and eager to show off my
new dynamite body to men who had never given me a second glance
and to women who had either pitied or laughed at me. And tonight
was the night! David and I had been invited to
barbeque/football-watch party at the Edwards� home. A year
earlier, I had always dreaded such parties, but now I was more
than just a little eager to go.
After showering, I was running the large bath towel over my new
exotic body. Standing inside the mirrored alcove of my luxury
bathroom, the multiple reflections in the several mirrors allowed
me a good view of not only the front of my nude body but also the
sides. By turning slightly, I had an almost equally good view of
my backside as well. As my eyes scanned my face for telltale
scars, I was pleased... very pleased... to find none.
As I stood naked in front of the mirrors checking out the
results of my year-long odyssey, I smiled with intense
satisfaction. My overly large, crooked nose was now only a dim
memory... a thing of the past best forgotten. In its place was a
perfectly sculptured nose that would be a credit to a porn star.
My big belly had disappeared. In its place was a flat, tight
stomach with well-toned abdominal muscles. My small,
unattractive butt was now full and fleshy as a result of superbly
well done implants and collagen injections. The same treatment
had given me full sensuous lips and gorgeous, alluring, 34DD tits
that bounced erotically when I walked and looked like twin
cannons beneath my sweaters or blouses. The face lift had
removed all traces of face wrinkles. Finally, my dull brown,
short hair had been replaced with long, blonde hair that cascaded
over my shoulders.
�The only men who aren�t going to be wild to fuck me are either
gay or castrated eunuchs,� I thought with a big grin. I couldn�t
wait to see how hard I could make their cocks.
In addition to all of those easily visible changes, Dr. Goldman
had also radically altered the appearance of my pussy exactly as
he had promised. A year before, my labia were small and tightly
closed giving me the appearance of a nun who had never felt a
male phallus inside her vagina. Now, my labia were now full and
flared in invitation, and that invitation was easily visible
since I always kept my pussy cleanly shaven. In addition,
Goldman had even done some alterations on my clitoral hood so
that it no longer completely covered my clit. Even when soft, my
clitoris now peeked out from its protective hood, and when it
became swollen and erect from sexual excitement, it extended well
beyond that... ready and eager for stimulation. In fact, I could
now easily masturbate by squeezing my thighs together and moving
them just slightly.
As I surveyed my new body in the mirror, the surge of pleasure I
felt was exhilarating. When my hands hefted my big 34DD mounds
with their prominent and now hard nipples, I moaned softly in
erotic pleasure. The thought that dozens of men were going to be
staring lustfully at them had me licking my lips in anticipation.
When I turned slightly and gazed at my now sensuously full and
delectable ass, I wished that I had eyes in the back of my head
so I could see all the men getting excited as they gazed at my
undulating butt. As I applied lip gloss to my full and inviting
mouth, I knew men would be dying to kiss me.
My eyes dropped lower and examined the full, fleshy lips of my
pussy, flared open as if inviting a cock to enter. My clit
protruded from its hood by a quarter of an inch. The sight
caused my vagina to throb in eagerness. My husband now couldn't
keep his eyes or his hands off of me. I could hardly wait to see
the reaction of other males.
"Will they get hard when they see me?" I wondered aloud. After
years of being ignored, I wanted their cocks to get hard...
really hard. I hoped they shot off in their pants.
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David couldn't believe his eyes when he saw me coming into their
den. He was even more amazed than he had been when he had first
seen his new wife returning from California. I was beautiful
then, but now I knew I was nothing less than an exotic, sensuous,
cock-hardening woman. Before he even realized it, his cock had
surged into a throbbing erection.
"Jesus, Denise! You look incredible!" he gasped.
"So do you, Honey. So do you."
"Why? I don't look much different than I've looked for the last
8 years."
"Like hell you don't. Look at the way your pants are tented.
Your cock�s hard ... really hard! I haven't seen it that big and
hard since the first time I let you fuck me in the back seat of
your car."
"I can't help it. You look so hot... so sexy... just awesome!"
"Mmmmmm... you silver-tongued devil. You know just what to say
to make a woman's pussy gush."
"Let's forget the party and spend the night in bed fucking,"
David suggested hopefully.
"No way, Stud! You're hard now, but you're gonna be even harder
and wilder to get into me by the time we come home from the
party. I want you hard as stone and wild to fuck me. Let's go.
We'll be late otherwise, and I don't want to be late."
"You used to hate parties like this."
"Yeah. That was then... this is now. I can't wait to see if
all those guys are more interested in football or in your wife's
hot, new body."
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As David drove to the Edwards' home, I could feel my clit
swelling in anticipation. David knew I was looking forward to
the party, but he had no idea how much. After years and years of
having men ignore me, or even worse, shake their heads in
amazement at how unattractive I was, I could hardly contain
myself.
When my husband parked the car, I said, "Go on it, Honey. I
need to fix my makeup."
"It's just a football watch and barbeque party, Denise. You
look fine. Come on."
"I'll be in as soon as I fix my makeup and hair, David. You can
stand beside the car and wait for me or go on inside... your
choice." I wasn't surprised when he shrugged and starting
walking toward the front door. I wasn't at all angry with him
for going in without me... in fact, that's what I was hoping he
would do. There was nothing wrong with either my makeup or hair,
but I wanted to enter the party alone so the men would feel free
to stare at me uninhibited by the presence of my husband. I was
so anxious, I had to force myself to wait for ten minutes before
going inside.
When I entered, I saw my husband out on the patio talking to
Jack Edwards and another man at the barbeque pit. "Good," I
thought. "He's out of the way for awhile."
Before I had taken three steps into the house, Myron Jackson
caught sight of me. As soon as he did, he stared with a stunned
expression. His mouth had opened to say something, but the words
died on his lips without a sound. At first, his eyes were locked
on my thrusting tits. A moment later, they moved down my body to
the my nylon-clad legs and the wide expanse of thigh my short
skirt exposed. I felt my vagina pulse as I struck what I hoped
was a seductive pose with a hand on my hip.
"Hi, Myron," I said as I moved closer to him making certain that
I swung my hips with each step.
"Denise? Is that you?"
"Well, I'm not your wife or any of the other women you know...
so I must be Denise. Been a long time... a little over a year."
"My god! You look fantastic!" he said in a near gasp. "I love
... absolutely love... your boob job! And all the rest is
equally fantastic! I can't really believe it's you."
"I'm glad you like the new me, Myron, and you can go ahead and
ask if you like," I whispered as Myron's eyes devoured my big
tits.
"How big are they?" he asked in a whisper even lower than mine.
"34DD," I replied as I pulled the bodice of my top down to give
him an even better view. I was so turned on, moisture was
seeping from my pussy.
"Only 34? I thought for sure you'd be 38 or 40DD."
�Small body... big tits, Honey. That makes them look even
bigger. And speaking of big... looks to me like you�ve got
something that�s pretty big inside your pants... and it�s getting
bigger!�
�I can�t help it, Denise. You look like a walking wet dream!�
�I don�t want you to help it, Myron. I want you to get big and
hard... like iron. I need to circulate. Later, Honey.� As I
passed Myron on my way into the den, I wrapped my hand around his
erection and stroked him a few times. �MMmmmmm... I was right,�
I whispered. �It is big.� When I walked away, his dick was
flexing and jerking spastically.
As I slowly made my way through the house, I was acutely aware
of the way my tits were bouncing with every step. When I passed
a coffee table covered with snacks, I bent over to get one fully
aware that the motion caused my short skirt to rise almost up to
my buttocks. I did it a second time when I bent over to get a
glass of punch.
Every man in the room checked me out as I passed, and in thanks,
I favored each of them with a smile. When one man even squeezed
his bulging erection as he stared, I winked at him. Even the
women were looking me over... some with thinly disguised
disapproval, others with envy. A couple of well-endowed, sexy
women smiled and gave me a thumbs-up.
When the football game started, I sat down on the side of desk,
presumably to watch the TV, but in truth because it elevated my
legs and gave all the men a great view. When several men were
trying their best to see more of my body, I pulled my blouse down
exposing the top portion of my red bra. Even though that didn't
expose any more of my breasts, and the red bra looked like it was
part of my top, just the idea that I had lowered my blouse for
the men had my breath coming in gasps. For good measure, I also
tugged my skirt a couple of inches higher.
Almost immediately, my exposed thighs attracted male attention.
Some of the men tried to pretend they were looking elsewhere
rather at my legs. The ones that really excited me were the men
who stared openly and continued staring while waiting for me to
uncross my legs give them a view of my panties. Earl Gamil
stared harder than anyone. He had me in heat.
Earl's eyes were locked onto my thighs. Even when the game
became exciting, he ignored the football in favor of my body. I
smiled at him. In response, he slowly ran his tongue over his
lips. My clit contracted and pulsed. Now it was my mouth that
was open... my tongue that was sliding sensuously over my top
lip. I moved my legs slightly. Earl leaned forward to get the
best view. I uncrossed my legs. I could see Earl's chest rising
as he drew in a deep breath.
When Earl's hand wrapped around his rigid penis and squeezed, my
pussy gushed in response. When he leaned further forward, I
found myself opening my legs even more for him. He was now
looking directly at my panty-covered pussy. I knew I should
close my legs, but I was far too excited to do that. I wanted
him to look at me. I had been an unattractive frump for so long,
the knowledge that I could get Earl's cock hard by just opening
my legs a little had turned my vagina into a swamp. Rather
closing my legs as I knew I should, I found myself spreading even
wider.
With almost no conscious thought, I moved my ass to the edge of
the desk, planted my black heels on the floor, and opened my legs
enough to expose the crotch of my panties.
I knew my posture was outrageously provocative. It didn't
matter. I was close to an orgasm. I could feel my clitoris
swelling and thrusting out of its protective hood. If I so much
as touched it and rubbed it once or twice, I knew I would cum. I
wanted to cum... I wanted Earl and the other men to see more. I
spread my legs wider.
At that point, my husband came in from the patio to watch the
game. It took all my will power, but I did manage to force
myself to stand up, smooth down my skirt, and head for the
bathroom where I could masturbate. I was just closing the
bathroom door when Earl stopped me. He pushed the door open and
entered.
"I need to use the bathroom, Earl. What are you doing in here?"
I whispered hotly.
"I want to see more, Denise, and I'm so hard I'm about to cum in
my pants. And that's all your fault. You got me hard, now you
need to take care of me."
I grinned.. then smiled seductively. "You're a big boy, Earl.
I'm sure you know how to get yourself off without shooting off in
your pants."
"Of course, but I want some help from you."
"I don't cheat on my husband, Earl. I think you'd better
leave."
"Oh come on, Denise. Don't be a cockteasing bitch. At least
show me your ass and tits and let me cum on your tits."
"I just told you that I don't cheat on David."
"Letting me get off on your tits isn't cheating, Denise. It's
harmless, and I know damn well that you're as hot as I am.
You're were about to finger yourself and cum, weren't you? Tell
me the truth."
"Yes... yes, I was."
"Your cunt's wet, isn't it?"
"Yes... very wet. But I'm not going to let you fuck me, Earl."
"All right, no fucking. How about the other? Show me your ass
and those gorgeous tits. I'm dying to see them and cream them.
You'll get so hot doing it, you'll cum too."
I knew I should threaten to scream if Earl didn't leave, but he
was right. I was going to get myself off, and I did want to let
him see my ass and tits. I knew if I did, I wouldn't even have
to rub my clit to get off... I'd cum almost immediately. Turning
my back to Earl, I unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the
floor. Then, I bent over and thrust my ass at him.
"Do you like my ass, Earl? Does it make your cock hard? Make
you want to stroke it?"
"Oh fuck yes!"
"Then do it! Take it out and jerk off for me. Hurry. I'm
already about to cum."
Earl didn't take half measures. As soon as he had his pants
open, he removed them along with his briefs. His nice 6-inch
dick was hard as stone standing nearly straight up and throbbing.
With one motion, Earl pulled his Tee over his head and sat down
on the commode lid with his legs stretched out in front. His
hand wrapped around his engorged dick and began to stroke it.
As Earl's ass arched up off the seat and his hand pumped his
shaft, my pussy and clit erupted in hard contractions sending
wave after wave of pleasure through me.
"OOoohhhhhhhhhh god... oooohhhhhhh yesss!"
"Jesus! You're cumming... you're fucking cumming!" Earl
gasped.
"Yes... yes... yess!" I hissed in a hot whisper, "But not so
loud. We don't want your wife and my husband knocking on the
door."
"You're not even rubbing your pussy," Earl groaned as his hand
continued to pump his dick.
"Showing you my ass and watching you jack off is so hot I don't
need to touch my pussy. OOoohhhhh ... I'm still throbbing...
aaaahhhhhh fuckkkk..."
"Oh fuck! I love your hot ass. Show me your cunt."
"The deal was ass and tits, Earl," I admonished.
"Then show me your tits. Take them out. Show them to me," he
moaned.
I pulled off my top in one motion leaving me in only my red bra.
It fell away from my tits as soon as I unhooked it. My 34DD
mounds quivered and bounced when I released them. Earl moaned
and jacked off even faster.
"God! I can smell the hot aroma of your cunt, Denise."
"I know... I know... so can I. I'm so hot. I'm gonna cum
again."
"Feel me," he gasped. "Feel how hard my cock is for you. You
know you want to."
"I'm not going to jack you off, Earl."
"All right... all right," he moaned as his hand continued to
pump his swollen shaft. "Just feel it a little... stroke it a
few times. I promise I won't shoot off. Please."
"If you cum while I stroking you, Earl, I'll never let you do
this again. Understand?"
"Yes.. yes... yes... just feel me... feel how hard you've gotten
my cock."
Actually, there wasn't any need from him to beg. I wanted to
feel his hard shaft every bit as much as he wanted me to feel it.
But I wasn't going to tell him that. Reaching out, Earl
relinquished his shaft and my hand replaced his. He groaned.
"OOoohhhhh gawd damn! Ooohhh fuckkkkk... jack it... jack
meeeee," he begged.
When I began stroking his cock, his ass again arched high off
the seat. He had to grimace to keep from screaming with the
intense pleasure of feeling a female hand around his dick while
he watched my tits heaving with excitement.
I squeezed his cock bringing hissing grunts of male pleasure
from his lips. When my hand moved faster on his dick, his ass
rose higher off the seat.
"Stop... stop! Denise. I'll cum if you don't stop."
"I know you will... I can feel your prick jerking like crazy.
I'm about to cum too. Are you ready to cream my big tits, Baby?"
"Oh fuck yes!"
Earl stood up when I released his dick. It was quivering in the
air... rigid... hard... swollen... the head was stretched and
purple. If ever a cock was ready to shoot off like a cannon,
Earl's was.
"Sit on the seat, Denise. Cup your tits while I cream them.
Are you going to cum?"
"Yes...yes..YES... I'll cum when you cream me. DO IT!" I
whispered hotly.
Moving his cock to within a few inches of my tits, Earl jerked
it several times and then groaned, "HERE IT COMES!" A second
later six or seven thick streams of semen fired out and coated my
tits. Each time a load shot out, he grunted. Every time a thick
stream splattered over my tits, I squealed as my pussy and clit
throbbed.
"I'm cumming... UGH! UGH!"
"OH GOD... ON MEEEEEEEEE!"
"AGAIN! UGH! UGH!"
"YESSS... YESS... I'm cumming!"
"Still shooting on you, Slut!"
"AAahhhh god yes! CUM, you dirty bastard!"
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The game ended around 11 PM and by 11:30, David and I were on
our way home. As Dave drove, he turned to me and asked, "Well,
did you enjoy the party or not?"
"I loved it. I've never had so much fun at a party before.
Thank you for taking me, Honey."
"My pleasure. I loved it even more than you did."
"You did?" I asked unable to keep the surprise out of my voice.
"Oh yeah! You were really showing it off. It was so erotic, it
kept me hard most of the evening."
"Oh Jesus, Darling. I didn't think you had noticed. I thought
you were out on the patio."
"I was for a while until John came out and told us we needed to
come inside that we were missing the show. Jack said the game
hadn't started yet, and John shook his head. "That's not the
show I'm talking about. David's gorgeous wife is showing off her
new assets."
"Oh my god, David. I'm so sorry! That must have been
unbearably embarrassing for you. You must be furious."
"Furious? Why would I be furious because every guy at the party
wanted to be me. At least half of them told me I was the
luckiest guy on the planet... well, actually they said I was the
luckiest SOB on the planet."
"I just couldn't resist, Honey. Are you sure you're not angry?"
"Not a bit. I would have been very disappointed if you had
resisted. After all those years of having guys ignore you, and
all the catty women talking behind your back about how overweight
and drab you looked, you were entitled to show it off... more
than entitled, you owed it to yourself and to me. I loved
watching you do it. Just fucking loved it! Do you realize that
you got half the men at the party hard as stone?"
"I don't think that's right, Honey."
"Like hell it isn't. I checked out a few of the men who were
staring holes in you. Take my word for it, Denise, you had their
cocks hard as rocks."
"I know."
"You know? I thought you just said that I wasn't right?"
"You weren't right, Darling. You said half of the men were
hard. When I checked out their packages, I think almost all of
them had erections... very hard erections."
My husband laughed until tears were running down his cheeks. "I
stand corrected, my sexy wife. Did you get sick during the
party?" he suddenly asked.
"No. Why do you think I got sick?"
"Well, you were in the bathroom for a long time... 20 or 30
minutes. I thought you might have had too much to drink and were
throwing up."
"No. I only had one glass of wine."
"Then what kept you in the bathroom so long?"
"Promise you won't get angry if I tell you?"
"Of course not. What was it?"
"It was all those hard erections the men had from looking at my
tits and legs. I've never had that before... ever. When it
happened, and I saw all those men with hard erections who wanted
to fuck me, I got so excited I couldn't contain myself. I had to
go to the bathroom and masturbate... Do you hate me?"
"Hate you?? Now you've got me so fucking hard, it hurts.
You've never been willing to let me watch you masturbate... hell,
you've never even been willing to admit that you did it. As hot
as you were, I'm surprised it took you so long to get off."
"It didn't. I only had to rub my clit for a minute before I
came the first time. The second time it took a little longer...
maybe five minutes. And then I had to clean myself up."
"So now you're satisfied and I'm going to have to go to bed with
a hard cock?"
"Hardly. I wanted to get myself off two or three more times,
but I didn't think I could stay in the bathroom that long. My
cunt's a swamp, and my clit's still hard."
"Your cunt? I've never heard you even use that word before."
"Well, when it gets every man in the room hard and hot that
seems to me to be the right word. Anyway, if you can't wait
until we get home, then pull off to the side of the road, and we
can do it in the back seat. I'm so hot, I'll cum as soon as you
stick your cock into me."
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David wasn't kidding when he said his cock was iron hard. He
didn't take my invitation to pull over to the shoulder and do me
in the back seat, but as soon as he parked in our driveway, he
was all over me. My skirt and top were off in less than 30
seconds. Five seconds later, he had my tits out squeezing and
twisting my nipples bringing moans of pleasure from my lips. He
didn't take off my panties... he ripped them off. When I heard
the garment being ripped apart, my pussy went into hard
contractions. I howled as the climax ripped through me.
"Damn! You're already cumming!"
"Yesss.... oohhh fuck YES! Rub me... Fuck me... Suck meeee....
do something....aaaahhhhh gawd ... My cunt's on fire.... DO IT TO
MEEEEEE!!"
David lifted my legs and pressed them downward until my knees
were on either side of my tits. I could feel my vagina
throbbing...contracting... opening... closing... juices seeping
out. When my husband lowered his face into my sex saddle and
covered my pussy with his mouth, my screams filled the car.
"GGGAHHHAAAAAA... AAAHHHHEEEEEEEE... SUCK ITTTT.... SUCK
MEEEEE!! I'M CUMMING... AAAHHHH GAWD DAMN!!"
David rammed three fingers into my pulsing hole. Curling them
upward, he pressed them against my G-spot and began moving his
fingers in erotic circles over and around it. His lips sucked my
convulsing clit into his mouth where his tongue swiped up and
down the shaft and then over the sensitive, throbbing tip.
"OOOHHH --- UUNNGGHHH! oh.. oh... oh... oh... AAAAHHHHHHH
UUNNGGHHH! aahh... aahhh... aaahhh... aaahhh... UUNNNGGHHHHH!!"
Sex juices spurted from my erupting cunt as David made me cum
again and again and again. Between climaxes, I was gasping for
breath... begging him to stop with my words but arching my ass
and grinding it against his probing fingers begging him not to
stop with my throbbing cunt.
"Time to take this inside," my husband announced with authority.
Pushing his middle two fingers into my ass and spreading two
more over my buttocks with his thumb inside my pussy, David
slipped his other arm beneath my shoulders and lifted me out of
the car. As he carried me inside, he never stopped finger
fucking both my ass and cunt holes. I was shuddering in another
orgasm when he dropped me onto the couch. As he shed his own
clothes, he watched me frantically rubbing my engorged clitoris
... masturbating right in front of him. Opening my legs as much
as possible, I rammed four fingers into my vagina and rubbed my
clit with my other hand.
"Damn ... that's so fucking hot watching you masturbate!" he
groaned as he stroked his erection.
"Watch me... oh god... WATCH ME FUCK MY HOLE... WATCH ME CUM....
AAAAHHHH! I'm cumming.... oohhh god... cumming... fuck me,
David... DAMN YOU! FUCK ME!! I can't wait any longer... I need
a cock... Stick it in me!"
Moving behind me, my husband hoisted my leg up to give himself
access to my wet hole. He took a few seconds to probe between my
legs for my opening. When he found it, the big cock head split
my pussy and sank into my depths. David snapped his hips and
rammed six inches of hard dick up my cunt. I hissed with
pleasure and then wailed as he jack hammered his cock into me.
"Ooohhhh gawd damn! It's going innnnnnnnn... YOU'RE FUCKING
MEEEEEEEEE!! GIVE IT TO ME!"
David's grunts filled our den as my tits jerked back and forth
in time to his hard thrusts. Automatically, my hand flew to my
swollen clitoris and rubbed it frantically. Suddenly, my vagina
clamped down on David's plunging dick. My abs went into hard
knotted spasms.
"Oh Fuck! You're cumming again," David screamed. "Cum you hot
bitch... cum!"
I did. Again and again and again. Abruptly, David turned me
onto my knees and pushed my head down onto the couch. My orgasm
intensified when I felt him driving into me balls deep on every
thrust. For over a minute, David fucked me like a runaway pile
driver. His dick jerked hard began to fire his load deep inside
my cunt covering my womb.
As the last of his semen pumped into me, his thrusts slowed and
then stopped. A few minutes later, his penis slipped out of my
vagina as he rolled away from me gasping for breath.
"That was wonderful, Darling," I whispered in his ear as I
cuddled up against him.
"We're not done yet. Suck me and then we'll take this to the
bedroom."
"Again? You're gonna fuck me again after shooting that monster
load into me?"
"Suck me and you'll find out. SUCK IT!"
David order sent shivers through me. He had never dommed me
like this. Now he wasn't asking me to suck his cock... he was
demanding that I open my mouth and suck it. I felt my clit
becoming erect again, and when I lowered my mouth over my
husband's dick, it began to contract rhythmically causing me to
moan around his cock.
As soon as my lips locked around his penis, it began to throb
and swell. Within a few minutes, he was fully hard and fucking
my mouth.
"Keeping sucking it, Denise. Suck all of it... Take it down
your throat."
Bending over at the waist, I did as he had ordered. When my
lips were locked around the base of his 6-inch dick, my vagina
began dripping with anticipation. I couldn't wait. Pulling my
mouth off his sex gun, I gasped and begged him to fuck me.
"I can't wait. Take me to bed and fuck me! HURRY!"
David carried me into the bedroom, again with his fingers buried
inside my throbbing pussy. When we were beside the bed, he set
me down and got on his back. His prick was a rigid spike
standing straight up.
"MOUNT, YOU HOT SLUT. MOUNT IT!"
When I didn't respond immediately, he slapped my ass and yelled,
"GET ON IT. STICK IT IN YOUR CUNT!"
I almost had an orgasm before I managed to get it inside my
vagina. As soon as I slide my pussy down his dick, he pulled me
forward and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth as his hips
hammered his cock into me. Now I did cum... hard... my juices
spurted as I howled in uncontrolled bliss.
"OOohhhhh god.... cumming... I'm cumming... fuck meeeeeeeee,
David. Fuck my brains out, Darling. AAAhhhhh... uunnnn....
uughhh... fuck meeeee!"
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The Exhibitionist:
After the incredibly erotic experience at the Edwards' party, I
was hooked. By the end of the next week, I had given almost all
of my wardrobe to the Salvation Army and had replaced it with
much more revealing and erotic outfits. I knew I had gone too
far with Earl and decided that that episode was to be a one-time,
never-to-be-repeated event. But the thrill of showing off my new
body and getting men hard and hot was too exciting for me to
resist.
Instead of avoiding parties, we now accepted every invitation
and at least twice a month, we would host some kind of party at
our home. Of course, David loved my new wardrobe almost as much
as I did and when I showed off at parties, he got as hard as all
the other men. As a result, David was screwing me harder and
more often than he ever had... even on our honeymoon.
By the time I had my new wardrobe completed, I didn't own a
single dress that wasn't form-fitting. All my flats and
low-heeled shoes had been given away to be replaced with a wide
variety of sexy shoes none of which had heels less than four
inches.
Even going grocery shopping was an exciting experience. I liked
to do it wearing a
tight mini-skirt with a very low-cut blouse that exposed a lot of
my tits and four-inch heels. Sometimes I wore thigh-high sexy
stockings. At other times I went barelegged. If I was really
turned on, I didn't wear any panties. As I would prance around
the store, all the stockroom boys and bag boys would try to
follow me so they could watch my ass undulate.
When I bent over to get an item off the shelf, they were all
trying to see down my cleavage or catch a glimpse of my naked
ass.
Eventually, I would buy something that was on the very bottom
shelf so I would be forced to squat or sit on the floor to reach
it. Of course, I was never careful to keep my legs closed when I
did that. A lot of the men would squeeze their hard cocks as
they stared between my open legs.
These outings always got me so hot, I had to masturbate as soon
as I got home... usually more than once.
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In early December, we attended another football watch party...
this time at John and Mary Paterson's home. As usual, I wore a
tight sheathe, dark thigh-high stockings and five-inch stiletto
heels. I thought about going without panties, but in the end, I
thought better of it and compromised with a skimpy thong.
I had no interest in the football game, but watching the men get
hard as they stared at me was an incredible turn on. At one
point, my husband told me that several of the men had asked him
if I was wearing panties under my short dress.
"And what did you tell them?" I asked.
"The truth, of course. I told them that you're wearing a
thong."
"What did they say?"
"Different things."
"Don't tease me, Honey. Tell me. What did they say?"
"Some of the said they didn't believe it. They think you're
naked under that sexy dress. One guy said he hoped you opened
your legs enough so he would know for sure. A few others told me
that I should tell you to take off the thong."
"Do you want me to take it off, Honey? Do you want my pussy
naked under my dress?"
"I do and I don't. It gets me hard as stone to think about it,
but I don't think you should."
"Whatever you say, Honey. What did Deric Randall say?"
"My boss?"
"Yeah. What did he say?"
"Nothing. I saw him checking you out a couple of times, but he
didn't say a word to me."
Although I didn't say anything to David about his boss' silence,
it did disappointment me. I hoped he would have said something.
The fact that Mr. Randall had not commented intrigued me. I
wondered if he was just being discreet, or if he was shy, or if
he didn't think I looked sexy.
The football game was in the second half when I noticed Deric
Randall ignoring the game and looking at me. I was sitting on
the couch with my legs crossed showing some thigh and a lot of
cleavage. His eyes scanned my legs and then moved up to my tits
and from there up to my face. His gaze was direct and intense.
I could only meet his eyes for a few seconds before they dropped
to the very large tented bulge in his pants. I felt a slight
grin cross my lips... Mr. Randall might not have said anything to
my husband, but his cock was as hard as any in the room.
Encouraged, I shifted my position on the couch causing my skirt
to ride even higher on my thighs. Immediately, Randall's eyes
locked onto the exposed thigh flesh showing above my stockings.
After readjusting my position on the couch twice more, my skirt
was all the way up to my hips, and Randall was having to adjust
his pants.
When virtually all of my thigh was exposed, Randall stood up and
moved to a position right in front of me. His cock appeared to
be huge... at least, the tent it was making in his pants was.
Looking directly at me, Randall said in a low voice so that only
I could hear, "You're a deliciously attractive, erotic cocktease.
I can't remember being this hard before from just seeing a
woman's thighs and cleavage."
As he said it, his pants moved when his cock flexed inside his
pants. Uncrossing my legs, I leaned forward slightly bringing
Randall's cock even closer to my face. He flexed it again, and
my pussy contracted in response.
"Are you wearing panties?"
"Yes," I replied in a whisper.
"Show me."
All I had to do was open my legs. When I did, Randall's eyes
focused directly on the wet crotch of my panties.
"Your panties are as wet as my cock is hard."
"You look big," I moaned.
"I am big... bigger than you've ever had."
"I think we'd better cool this, Mr. Randall, before we both get
too carried away." I didn't even give him a chance to answer
before I stood up, smoothed my dress down and walked away.
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We didn't attend another party until New Year's Eve. As was his
custom, my husband's boss hosted a gala party each New Year's Eve
for all his employees. Although attendance wasn't mandatory, no
one ever failed to show up.
"Are you going to wear something hot again, Denise?" my husband
asked as I searched through my closet for a suitable outfit.
"Want me to?"
"Hell yes. So does every guy. I'm sure Randall is hoping you
do."
"You don't think it might hurt your chances for promotion if I
do?"
"If anything, it would help. What are you going to wear?"
After a lot of thought, I finally decided to wear something more
conservative that usual. My pale yellow top showed only about
half as much of my tits as I usually had on display at parties,
and my black skirt came to within two inches of my knees.
Instead of five-inch CFM heels, I wore a pair of black pumps with
four-inch heels. I could see my husband was disappointed... so
much so, I thought about changing, but it was too late. We had
to leave for Randall's party.
An hour into the party, most of the guests had a buzz on and
were thoroughly enjoying themselves. Randall had turned one of
the rooms of his spacious mansion into a dance floor, and by the
time we had been at the party for an hour, I had danced with nine
men and everyone of them had ground his hard erection into my
mound and pussy while their hands cupped and stroked my ass.
None of the wives were dancing with their husbands or boyfriends
and half had lost their blouse at some point. A few had also
lost their bras and were dancing with their tits exposed. I had
managed to keep my bra on but Earl and gotten me out of my blouse
earlier in the evening.
With my blouse gone, the men had all set their sights on getting
me out of my bra or getting my skirt off. As soon as I pushed
one pair of hands away, another took their place. My husband was
no help either. Myron Jackson had not only gotten Carol Edwards'
dress down to her waist, he had also removed her bra. My voyeur
husband was in the next room watching Myron as he sucked the
blonde slut's big tits at the same time as he was rubbing her
pussy through her panties.
"Come on, Guys. Stop it. This is going too damn far. Enough,
I said! Besides, I need to visit the facilities."
Reluctantly, Carl Tagert took his hands off my ass and John
Paterson stopped trying to pull my bra down. "Thank you. Now
behave yourselves," I admonished as I walked down the hallway
toward the nearest bathroom. I didn't really have to go, but I
knew I needed to get away. All the stroking and caressing and
the grinding of hard cocks against me had me hot and flushed. I
was breathing so hard, it was almost a pant.
After locking the door behind me, I rinsed off my face and then
touched up my makeup. I had just finished putting on my
lipstick when two powerful male arms circled my back and took
possession of my tits. At the same time, an iron-hard cock that
felt huge mashed into the crease of my ass. A deep resonant
voice hissed hotly in my ear.
"You're easily the hottest, sexiest woman here, Denise, but you
are the worst cockteasing bitch I think I've ever seen. That's
going to end right now."
"Noooo," I squealed. "I can't. I don't cheat on my husband," I
groaned as one of his hands unhooked my bra and tossed it aside.
Now his large hands were hefting and working my naked tits.
"Gorgeous tits. Hard nipples. I know your cunt is a swamp by
this time. You need... you want... cock, and I'm going to give
it to you."
"Oohhhhh god," I moaned helplessly as the magic fingers pulled
and twisted my nipples while his lips kissed my neck. As one
hand continued to play with my tits, his other hand lifted my
dress up to my waist. I felt his hard cock thrusting against my
butt.
"OOOhhhhh please.... ahhhhhh... don't.... please don't fuck
me... I can't cheat on my husband... please don't."
His response was to slid his hand inside my panties and begin to
rub my pussy. Then his knee nudged between my legs and pushed
them apart giving him total access to my vagina. Two fingers
entered me and immediately located my G-spot.
"OOOHHH GOD! AAAHHHHH!" I couldn't keep my ass still any
longer. The erotic squishing noises of his fingers moving inside
my pussy, the burning sensations rippling through my tits as he
squeezed and twisted my nipples, and the throbbing of my pussy as
his fingers strummed over my G-spot had me hunching against his
cock.
I heard the sound of him unzipping my skirt. A moment later it
fell to the floor and bunched around my ankles leaving me naked
save for my heels and skimpy thong. Now the big cock was
grinding into the naked crease of my ass. Suddenly, his hands
left my tits and grasped the waistband of my thong, one either
side. With one powerful motion, he pulled my panties down my
legs.
My vagina contracted in a hard spasm as liquid passion seeped
from my excited hole. He was still dressed, but I was naked, and
I couldn't stop moaning.
"Oh... oh.... oh.... oh....uummm... aaaahh... ooohhhh... oohhh
my god."
Now his hands returned to my tits as his cock humped against my
naked ass. My body undulated uncontrollably against this man I
hadn't yet seen.
As he hefted and cupped my tits, I heard his zipper being pulled
down. A moment later, I felt his pants sliding along my legs as
they fell to the floor. Now, his naked cock was working up and
down the crease of my ass as he pinched my nipples harder and
harder bringing hissing groans from my lips.
When I felt him removing his shirt, I reached behind my body and
felt his organ.... it felt monstrous... huge... hard as stone.
"I can't take that thing.... it's too big," I gasped.
Without warning, the man released my now throbbing nipples and
stepped back away from my body. "Turn around. Look at my cock.
You're the one who got it this hard."
When I turned to face him, I saw my husband's boss, Deric
Randall, staring at my naked body ... more specifically... at my
cunt with undisguised lust. Then, my eyes fell on his huge,
rigid shaft. It stood almost straight up, iron hard, leaking
seminal fluids from its swollen head. It was easily the largest,
thickest, hardest cock I had ever seen... even in photos. With
no conscious thought, I began rubbing my engorged clitoris.
As I stared at the huge dick, Deric wrapped his hand around his
thick shaft and began to stroke it. "I'm going to fuck you,
Denise... many times. The first time, it's going up your cunt."
"I can't take it... it's too big... OOohhh god! I'm cumming...
aaahhhh.. uunngghhh," I groaned as juices spurted from my
contracting pussy.
My vagina and clit were still contracting in hard spasms when
Deric's arms circled my hips. Taking my ass cheeks in his hands,
he lifted me seemingly without effort and dropped me onto the
counter. A moment later, I felt him forcing my legs apart and
wedging his hips into my sex saddle. His swollen shaft slapped
erotically against my mound. Hoisting my left leg almost
straight up in the air so that my heel extended above his head,
he pushed my other leg out to the side completely exposing my
cunt.
I couldn't take my eyes off of the giant shaft as Deric aligned
it with my opening. After swabbing the crown up and down the
length of my sex trench, he worked the head inside me and sank
two inches of cock into my waiting hole. Just that much of his
dick stretched me more than my husband ever had. His fingers
trapped and squeezed my nipple so hard it began to sting and
throb.
"GGGHHHAAAAA!! AAAHHHH FUCKING SHIT! UNNNGHHHH!! IT'S
STRETCHING ME OPEN.... UUNNGGHHH!"
Deric's hands moved beneath my ass and held me in place as he
pushed another inch of his cock into me. The thick shaft scraped
over my G-spot sending shivers through my vagina. When Deric
began pulling his cock out, my lips clung to the huge tool as it
rubbed against my clit. When only the head was still buried
inside me, his cock started back into my throbbing pussy. Two
inches... I groaned... a third... my ass rose up off the
counter... when a fourth inch sank into me, I shuddered and
climaxed.
"Oooohhhh gawd damn! I'm there.... fuck me, Deric, Fuck me
hard!"
My entire body was shaking when he shoved both of my legs up
over my head and then brought them together trapping his thick
cock inside my cunt. I quivered and hissed as he pumped it to
me... two ... three... four times, each time driving more cock
inside my throbbing hole. When I had six inches of dick in my
cunt, I came again... this time, even harder.
"Oh fuck me, Mr. Randall... FUCK ME HARD! I'm cumming again...
aaaahhhhh... Is it all in?"
"Not close, Slut. Four more inches of cock still to go."
"RAM ME, STUD. FUCK ME HARD... AAAAHHHHH GOD.... YOU'RE MAKING
ME CUMMMMMMMMMMM!!"
Deric continued to fuck me with hard driving strokes. Every
time his cock disappeared into my vagina, he gave me another half
inch of dick. By the time I felt his balls slapping against my
ass, I was shaking uncontrollably in another intense orgasm.
"Ohhh... OOohhh... Is it... aaahhh... uunnnn... is it all in
me?" I gasped as Deric continued to slam his lance into my
erupting pussy.
"You're taking 10 inches of cock and judging from the way your
cunt is throbbing, I think you love it."
"Yes... oh god YES! Fuck me.... Fuck that cock into me....
aaaahhh... aaaaahhh... so fucking big.... unnghhh!"
Deric abruptly jerked 9 inches of his dick out of my soaked
pussy causing my vagina to quiver and contract. He flexed his
organ stretching the mouth of my vagina into a huge circle and
forcing very unladylike hot grunts of pleasure from my mouth.
"AAaahhhh... god! More... MORE! Damn you! Fuck it back into
meeeeeeee!"
Deric's hips snapped forward ramming his entire length back into
my convulsing tunnel.
"UUNNGGGHHH!! OOoohhh you're fucking meeee... YOUR BIG COCK IS
FUCKING MEEEEEEEEEEE!"
"Me too, Slut. Gonna unload up your married cunt!" Deric
shouted as his prick flexed and throbbed. Each convulsion of his
dick pumped a huge stream of semen into my pussy. Amazingly, I
came again as he was filling me with his load.
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Without a word, Deric pulled his semi-hard, dripping shaft from
my stretching vagina, wiped his cock on my naked thigh, and got
back into his clothes. When he left the bathroom, I was still
lying across the counter, my legs wide open, and a river of his
semen pouring out of my widely stretched pussy.
Even though Deric's cock was no longer buried in my pussy, the
huge shaft had stretched me so much and made me cum so hard, it
still felt like his dick was inside me.
When I rejoined the party, my husband had now switched his
attention from Carol Edwards, who was no longer in the room, to
Lois Gamil. She was on the dance floor sandwiched between Carl
Tagert and a man I didn't know. David was standing off to one
side watching the two men grinding their cocks against Lois...
front and back while Carl's hands worked her tits and the other
man's hands caressed her buttocks. I could hardly blame him...
it was a very erotic sight, and since I had just gotten an
incredible fucking from David's boss, I was not in a good
position to cast stones.
For the next half hour, I circulated and talked to some of the
women and flirted with some of the men. When I passed the dining
room table that was covered with snacks and drinks, I realized
that I was very hungry. After taking a seat at the table, I
filled a plate with an assortment of tasty tidbits and poured
myself a glass of wine. I had just taken my first bite when a
man pulled out the chair beside me and sat down. Looking over, I
saw that it was Deric.
He leaned over and whispered, "Eat enough to keep up your
strength. You're going to need it."
Without looking at him, I whispered back, "Deric, that was the
first time I've ever cheated on my husband. I won't lie... I did
like it.... no... that's not correct... I loved it, but it was a
one-time thing. I hope you understand."
"Don't talk nonsense. I'm going to fuck you again as soon as we
finish having something to eat. Now eat."
"I can't. It's not right," I protested, but even as I spoke the
words, I realized how feeble my protests were.
"How big is your husband's cock?"
"Six inches," I said softly fully aware that my pussy was being
to pulse again.
"The cock that just made you cum seven or eight times is ten
inches. It's also probably twice as thick as your husband's.
Right?"
"Yessss," I whispered hotly.
"That makes the volume of cock in your cunt when I fuck you six
to seven times that of your husband. You'll always cum as soon
as I put it in you. Now finish your food and wine while I play
with your cunt and clit. I'm going to make you cum right here."
"Ooohhhh god," I moaned as I pressed my thighs together putting
friction on my now very erect clitoris."
Beneath the table, Deric moved his hand onto my thigh.
Instinctively, I pressed my knees together. His hand moved even
further up my thigh; I was already beginning to shake.
Since there was only a small tablecloth, any of the guests
seated across from us might be able to see what was happening. I
grasped Deric's hand and moved it away from my thigh.
Deric didn't hesitate a second before moving his hand back onto
my thigh... this time with masculine authority. "Don't act like
a school girl. We both know that you want my hand on your
cunt... rubbing your clit... making you cum. Now spread your
knees. Do it! Now!" Deric hissed in my ear.
I had thoughts of resisting but I seemed to be helpless around
David's boss. "I have to open my legs," I thought. "Deric might
fire David if I don't." Even as the thought entered my mind, I
knew it was just an excuse to spread my legs for this
huge-cocked, sensuous man.
I felt the cool air on my inner thighs as my legs opened.
Deric's hand moved higher... toward my pussy. I spread wider.
Across from the dining table, Myron Jackson was talking to Wayne
Haskins. From the direction the two men were looking, I knew
they were discussing Carl's wife, Susan. Susan had lost her
blouse at some time earlier in the party, so I was pretty certain
the two men were discussing the possibilities of getting her out
of the bra. At that moment, Wayne caught sight of my open legs
beneath the table and Deric's hand on my thigh. Immediately, his
attention shifted from Susan to me, but he didn't alert Myron who
continued to stare at Susan.
With Wayne leaning forward and bending a little to get the best
possible view of my thighs and panties, my clitoris began to
throb spastically. I knew if Deric just touched it and rubbed me
a little, I would erupt in an intense climax. Without being
asked, I spread my legs as wide as possible. I wondered if Wayne
could see the flared lips of my pussy through my soaked panties.
"MMmmmmm... Perfect," Deric whispered into my ear. "I like a
woman who can't keep from opening her legs. Is your clit hard
and ready?"
"Yesssss.... oh god yessss!" I groaned in response.
"I'm going to make you cum."
"I know you are. Wayne Haskins is watching you play with my
legs."
"That turns you on even more doesn't it?"
"oooohhhh god... aaaahhhh!"
"Doesn't it? Answer me!"
"Yes... Yes! It turns me on. I'm about to cum... I'm soooo
close. My clit is swollen... hard. It feels like a ripe grape
that's about to burst open. Rub me... Please... rub it... make
me cum... rub meeee."
Deric's hand moved to the very edge of my panties. His fingers
moved lightly and slowly over my pussy and around the hard knob
of my fully erect clit without touching it. My entire body shook
with anticipation. My clit got even bigger and pulsed harder.
My ass rose up off the chair seat.
"I'm going to pull your panties aside so Wayne and any other man
who's interested can see your hot, wet cunt."
"Yes... yesss.... expose my cunt, Deric... but rub me and make
me cum. I'm so hot... do it to me." He hooked his fingers into
my panties and slowly... carefully... dragged them to one side
being careful not to rub his fingers over my pulsing clitoris.
"OOohhhh make me cum, you sexy Bastard! Do it to me," I groaned
in a voice loud enough for Wayne to hear. He began squeezing his
cock as he watched my ass hump on the chair in hot fuck motions.
"Ready?"
"YES! Do it to meeeeeeeeee!"
I had to stuff a cloth napkin in my mouth to muffle my screams
to keep my husband from hearing a woman cumming and rushing over
to watch the action.
"ooooommmppfff... uuummmm... oooohhhh... uuunnnn... yesss...
ohhh yesss.. it's throbbing... sooo hard... aaaaahhh... my clit's
just going crazy.... oohhhh fuckkkk!"
Deric continued to stroke my clitoris and rub my G-spot until my
orgasm abated. When my body sagged, he pulled his hand from
between my thighs and closed my legs. Even so, my pussy
continued to quiver and slowly throb.
Pressing his mouth to my ear, he said firmly, "I'm going to fuck
you again. Wait until no one is watching and then go to the back
of the game room and up the stairs. Turn right at the landing,
go down the hallway to the second door. That's a guest bedroom.
Go inside and get naked. When I arrive, I want you on the bed,
naked except for your heels with your legs up and bent, and knees
pressed against your tits. As soon as I arrive, I'm going to put
10 inches of cock up your cunt."
I could feel the juices seeping out of my vagina as I strolled
around the large home making my way gradually to the game room.
On the way, I saw David and waved to him. He smiled, returned my
wave, and then continued his conversation with one of his
co-workers.
Two men were busy playing pool. Of course, they stopped to
check me out, but when I ignored them, they went back to their
game. As soon as they did, I quickly made my way up the stairs
and then down to the guest bedroom. It only took me a few
moments to strip and get on the bed. When Deric arrived a few
minutes later, I was on my back as he had ordered with my knees
pressed against my tits. Although most of Deric's cum load had
already either run out of my vagina or been absorbed, my hole was
still stretched and my labia flared open in invitation.
When Deric entered, I arched my hips and spread my pussy open
with my fingers presenting him with an obscene view into the
depths of my vagina.
"Keep holding your fuck hole open, Slut, while I strip. Rub
your big clit for me."
I kept myself spread with one hand while rubbing my engorged
clitoris frantically with the fingers of my other hand. In just
moments, my ass was humping high in the air.
"OOohhhh.... I'll cum if I keep this up, Deric. Do you want me
to get myself off or let you do it that huge cock of yours."
"Which do you want?"
"Your cock... your huge cock."
"Where?"
"In my cunt... please... put it me."
"You said you can't cheat on your husband again. Maybe I should
leave?"
"NO! I didn't mean it... I want it... I want your big huge dick
in me. Please. I'm on fire... FUCK ME!"
With a deep grunt of masculine satisfaction, Deric mounted me.
Even though I had already had his huge dick up my pussy, I still
gasped when I saw the enormous cunt spike. I couldn't believe he
had managed to get all of that thing into me, but he had, and I
had no doubt he was about to do it again.
"OOHHHHH... YESSS! FUCK THAT THING INTO MEEEEEEEEEEE!" I howled
as his cock head stretched my opening and began to sink into my
hole.
"AAAAHHH!"
Deric pushed in more cock.
"UUNNGGHHH!"
He laughed and gave me two more inches of dick.
"OOOMMMMPPPFFF! OH! OH! TOO BIG... TOO BIG... AAAAHHHH!"
The swollen cock head thudded hard into my womb when eight
inches of cock were inside my vagina.
"OH FUCK... OH FUCK! AAAAHHHH... UNGH... UNGH... SCREW
MEEEEEEEE!"
"Oh SHIT! Bang all of it into meeeeeeeeeee!!"
Deric rammed me like a pile driver and had me cumming in less
than a minute. For the next 20 minutes, Deric fucked me in
multiple positions each time making me erupt in orgasm. During
my fifth one, Deric emptied his balls inside my pussy for the
second time at the party.
Even though he had cum, his dick stayed semi-hard. He continued
working it back and forth inside my vagina until it began to
harden again.
"Oh my god... you're getting hard again." Five minutes later,
Deric was again slamming his full 10 inches into me. Without any
warning, he pulled his lance out of my pussy, turned me on my
side with my knees bent, and then pushed his dick up my asshole.
"Oh god...go slow, Mr. Randall. I haven't ever had a cock like
yours up my ass."
He did go slow. It took almost 15 minutes for him to stretch me
open enough that I could take all of his dick in my ass. Once he
had it buried, he began to fuck me hard and deep with his balls
slapping my clit as he ass fucked me. I howled and came on his
cock. Five minutes later, I was throbbing in my second anal
orgasm. That triggered Deric's cum button, and he fired gush
after gush of semen into my rectum.
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Enslaved:
Of course David fucked me when we got home from Randall's New
Year's Eve party. Although I had washed my pussy before leaving
Randall's home, I was certain that my husband would be able to
tell that I had been screwed multiple times at the party. I
assumed that Deric's huge organ had stretched me so much, David
would notice immediately. To compensate, I squeezed my vaginal
muscles around his cock as much as possible as he fucked me.
Other than to comment on how wet I was, he didn't notice a
thing. Right in the middle of fucking me, he whispered in my
ear, "This is why I love taking you to parties so much."
"So you can fuck me? You don't have to take me to parties to do
that, Honey. I'm eager and available anytime you want me."
"I know, but your pussy isn't as wet and slick as it is after
you're turned on all those men. I just love sliding into your
soaked, swampy pussy. MMMmmmm... I can't even begin to tell you
how hot it gets me. And speaking of how hot I am, I can't hold
it much longer. Your pussy just too much for me to hold out."
"Oh Baby. Don't ever hold it. I want your shooting your big
load up my pussy as often and as much as you can unload into me.
Do it, Stud. Cum inside my cunt! NOW! SHOOT IT IN!"
A few strokes later, David did exactly that. And he did it for
almost a minute with every thrust sending another thick wad of
sperm-filled semen into the depths of my vagina.
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It was the following Tuesday evening before I heard from Deric
again. I knew he would want me again, but I had assumed it
wouldn't happen until the next party. I found out how wrong I
was that evening after dinner when David and I were in our den
around 7 PM. David was enjoying reading the latest novel of one
of his favorite authors while I was at the dining room table
perusing some gift catalogs. At that moment, I heard my cell
phone beep as it does when a new text message arrives.
As soon as I opened the phone, I saw that the message was from
Deric. When I brought it up on the screen, the message was short
and to the point"
"Sit facing the patio and keep your cell phone open... Deric"
As I turned my chair to face the patio, all manner of sexy
thoughts raced through my mind about what Deric had planned. I
continued to flip through the catalog while I sat there with my
legs crossed waiting anxiously for several minutes.
Then there was another beep. Deric had sent another text
message: "Perfect. Now uncross your legs and pull your dress to
the top of your thighs."
"Where are you? Can you see me?" I sent back. This time, the
return message came immediately.
"Of course I can see you. Sit on the table and do as I told
you... uncross your legs and pull up your dress."
As soon as I had sat down on the edge of the table, it was
obvious why Deric wanted me sitting on the table rather than in
the chair... the extra height of the table would give him a much
better view no matter where he was. Slowly, I opened my legs and
then moved my left foot up onto one of the chairs. As my dress
moved up above the tops of stockings, I hoped Deric's cock was
fully hard now. I wanted him hard... really hard... so hard it
hurt. My hands moved to the bodice of my dress and pulled it
wider exposing over half of my tits. He had to be hard by now.
My clit was... his cock had to be too.
I didn't wait for another message from Deric. I sent one to
him: "Is your cock hard now?"
The reply was almost instantaneous. "Yes. Very hard. Take out
your big tits and spread wider."
I was right in front of the double patio doors. The night was
so black, my eyes had no chance to penetrate the darkness, but
anyone out there had a perfect view of me in my well-lighted
dining room. Pulling my shoulders back to thrust out my big
tits, I slowly pulled my dress downward until they surged out
into the open... bouncing and quivering as they swung free. My
fingers found my nipples and squeezed them until they were rock
hard and standing out a half inch. Cupping my tits as if
presenting them to my unseen master, I opened my thighs.
As if he had read my thoughts, his next text message said, "Big,
gorgeous tits... hot legs... I'm jacking off watching you. Take
off your panties and show me your cunt!"
My pussy began to pulse when I read that text message.
Frantically, I jerked my dress up to my hips, stripped my panties
down my thighs, and spread wide open for Deric and whoever else
might be watching.
Deric next message sent shivers through me. "Gorgeous fuck
hole. I'm taking photos through a telephoto lens for my friends
to see. If you finger fuck your pussy and rub your clit, I'll
send you one of the pics."
I didn't even think twice about it. My hand moved between my
thighs and into the wet, flared folds of my pussy. I had to bite
my lip to stifle a moan as I pushed two fingers into my hole and
rubbed my clit with my thumb.
It only took me 30 seconds to cum as I worked my fingers
furiously over my throbbing clit and contracting pussy. My cell
beeped:
"Hot Bitch. You're cumming. Took this pic just as you got
off." On the screen was a close up view of my pussy at the
moment of climax.
This time my cell vibrated rather than beeped. Deric was
calling.
"Yes," I answer in a quivering voice as my vagina continued to
throb.
"Loved watching you cum. Pull your dress down but don't put on
your panties. Go to the den and tell David you're tired of
sitting and you're going to take a walk through the neighborhood
to stretch your legs. Walk east toward the park. When a van
pulls to the curb beside you, get in.
"Why?"
"You know why."
"Tell me. I want to hear you say it."
"So we can fuck you."
"We?"
"You have your instructions. Do it." The line went dead.
After lowering my dress, I made a quick trip to the utility room
and stuffed my panties near the bottom of the clothes hamper.
When I got back to the den, David was still engrossed in his
book.
"Good book?"
"Oh yeah. It's one of his best. Can hardly put it down."
"I don't suppose you would like to take a walk with me... just
to stretch your legs?"
"Not really, unless you're nervous walking through the
neighborhood at night alone. Do you want me come with you?"
"I'm not nervous at all, Honey. I just didn't want you to think
I was running off without you."
"Thanks for the invitation, but I'm at a particularly exciting
part right now. I think I'll keep reading. Enjoy your walk."
As I left the house, I thought that sometimes it really comes in
handy to know your husband's habits. I knew before I asked that
David wouldn't want to put down his book to take a walk. By the
time I had walked a half block, I was already breathing hard...
not from the exercise, but from the anticipation of sex.
I was about a block and a half from our home when a black van
pulled up to the curb beside me. As I walked toward it, the back
door swung upward for me. Deric stepped out of the van onto the
pavement totally naked. He smiled lustfully before he took me in
his arms and gave me a passionate, open-mouthed kiss. My mouth
automatically opened in response. As his lips ground against
mine, his tongue probed inside my mouth at the same time as his
rock-hard cock was grinding into my belly.
Deric ran his hands under my dress and began to caress my ass as
another pair of hands lowered my dress off my shoulders and
pulled it down my body. When it was pooled around my feet, I
stepped out of it. Except for my garter belt, stockings, and
heels, I was naked right in the middle of the street. When
Deric's lips left mine, the two men pushed me into the back of
the van.
As the Deric's friend was closing the rear door of the van,
Deric laid me on one of the chairs, pulled my leg up in the air,
and opened my pussy with his fingers. I began to squeal when his
fingers moved over my hard, erect clitoris.
`"Look at her big clit, Tom. If you want her to cum, all you
have to do is just lick it or stroke it for a few minutes. And
the best part is that she will keep cumming as long as you keep
working on it."
"Damn! It is big! But her hole's sort of small. I doesn't
look to me like she can take your big spike, Man."
"She took all of it several times at my New Year's Eve party.
Just watch."
Deric was already pulling me onto his lap in reverse cowgirl
position. As I settled onto his body, 10 inches of hard cock
jutted up between my thighs extending past my navel. Even in the
dim light inside the van, I could still see precum fluids seeping
from the bloated head.
My husband's boss worked his cock up and down the length of my
slit... sliding it between the swollen lips of my pussy. Every
time it moved, the friction on my clitoris sent shivers of hot
pleasure through my body. The other man was now sitting opposite
us watching intently as Deric's cock slid through my slippery
folds. He was also naked, and his large cock was rigid with
lust. He wasn't as big as Deric, but his eight inches was still
much larger than my husband's cock.
"Denise, meet Tom Garrison... Tom, meet Denise. Tom's here to
sign a big contract with our company and I promised him some hot
pussy. Well, what do you think, Tom?"
"She's fucking gorgeous! Put your cock in her, I can't wait to
see that monster disappearing into her cunt." Tom said as he
slowly jacked off with his eyes darting back and forth between my
tits and pussy.
I felt Deric's hands beneath my ass lifting me almost a foot
into the air. "Put it in your cunt, Denise," Deric ordered.
I was shaking with sexual heat as I aligned the his tool with my
opening. As soon as I had it in position, Deric dropped me on
it. The iron-hard shaft split me open and six inches sank into
my vagina.
"UUnngghhh! OOohhhh gawd... so fucking big!"
Deric pulled my hips downward driving two more inches into my
hole. The big head thudded into my womb making me cry out with
the pleasure of being stretched by the huge phallus.
"Oh shit! The slut's taking it. Can't believe it!" Tom
yelled.
"It's not all the way inside her yet. Fuck on it, Denise,"
Deric commanded.
Deric pumped me with hard, rapid thrusts as I raised and lowered
myself on his sex spike. It was even better than I remembered.
Within a minute, I began to convulse and throb. A moment later,
my first orgasm erupted.
"OOoohhhhhh yes! Do meeeeeeeeeeeeeee! HARD!"
"She's cumming! She's fucking cumming already... and it's going
all the way into her. Fuck! LOOK AT HER TAKE THAT HUGE COCK!"
Tom howled.
Tom's hand had stopped moving up and down his thick shaft...
obviously in an effort to keep himself from embarrassingly
shooting all over the floor of the van instead of inside my
pussy. Deric was now fucking me with hard, deep thrusts, each
one sending all 10 inches of his tool plunging into my pussy.
Every stroke sent shivers through me as his dick pressed against
my G-spot and clit. It seemed like I was climaxing continuously
as he began spewing his load into me.
"Put her on her back so I can fuck her, Deric. I've got to get
my cock into her before I shoot all over the car," Tom yelled.
Deric stood up, lifting me as if I weighed nothing, reclined one
of the seats and put me on it. "Mount her, Tom. Give it to her
good!"
Tom moved between my open legs and jammed his tool into my
cum-filled pussy on the first thrust. Even though he wasn't as
thick as Deric, his dick still stretched my hole when he pushed
it in. His cock raced down my tunnel and hit my womb making me
grunt in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
"I'm fucking you, you hot married bitch. Take my cock, Baby.
Take it. Squeeze that hot pussy around me," he growled.
At first, he tried to pace himself... to hold back and make it
last longer, but he was far too turned on. After a half dozen
thrusts, he shoved his hands under my ass, lifted me, and jack
hammered his erupting cock into my hole shooting in stream after
stream of semen. When the third big gush entered me, I had my
own climax.
Even though Tom had only been on me for five or six minutes,
Deric's cock was already hard again. He pushed it into my mouth
making me gag as six inches of thick dick was shoved down my
throat.
"Suck it... Get it hard, Baby," he ordered.
"OOmmmpppffff... .oommppff!"
He pulled it out and using it like a club whacked the side of my
face. "Suck it deeper, Denise. Get it hard."
"It's already hard as stone... how can you do ...
ooommmppffff!"
"SUCK!"
` By lying back on the seat and tilting my head back, I managed
to take seven inches of the huge shaft down my throat. It wasn't
necessary for me to move my head. All I had to do was keep my
mouth and throat open while Deric face fucked me.
"UUmmm... uummmm... ooppff... oommppff.... ooommppfff ...
uuunnnn."
"I think it's hard enough to get into your tight asshole now,
Roll over and pull your legs back."
When I was in position, I could feel the combined loads of the
two men running out of my vagina and down the crease of my ass.
Deric swabbed his cock head through the thick white fluid and
then used his dick to work the rest of the cum into to my rectum.
For good measure, he squirted some lubricant into my hole and
pushed the crown of his cock into my ass.
�UUNNGGHH! AAAAHHH... GOD... GO EASY... UNNGHHH... OOOHHHHH
GOD.... IT�S GOING INNNNNNN.... AAAAHHHH... YOU�RE IN
MEEEEEEEE.... YOU�RE FUCKING MY ASSSS!�
Deric took it slowly pushing in an inch of his cock and sliding
that back and forth inside me a half dozen times before giving me
another inch. After five minutes, I felt his balls slapping
against my ass everytime he entered me. Once he had it buried,
he picked up the pace and began fucking me hard. I didn�t last
more than a couple of minutes before I climaxed around his cock
with hot groans of pleasure.
�She�s cumming again,� Tom screamed. �Roll her over so I can
get into her cunt!�
A moment later, I was lying on top of Deric�s body with his
thick shaft socked firmly into my ass. My stretched pussy was an
open invitation.
Deric pulled my legs back even further to allow Tom to move up
to my pussy and penetrate me with his prick. I moaned and gasped
as the eight inch tool sank into my vagina filling me with 18
inches of hard cock. The two men set up a rhythm and fucked me
fore and aft as I gurgled and screeched incoherently. It was my
first ever double fucking.
For the next 10 minutes, I couldn�t stop climaxing. Orgasm
after orgasm surged through me. It was glorious. I had never,
ever felt anything like it. My juices somehow managed to squirt
out of my tightly plugged hole drenching all three of us. The
squishing sounds of their cocks pumping my holes by itself was
enough to make me cum.
Apparently, it also had the same effect on the men. First Deric
ejaculated spastically into my rectum shooting in several thick
gushes of semen. He stayed hard even after cumming and continue
to fuck me as Tom pounded into me like a pile driver. His loud
screams filled the van when his dick fired several cannon shots
of semen into the pit of my vagina.
Once we had disentangled ourselves, Tom drove around the
neighborhood while I used some towels and a thermos of water to
clean myself up. When I was fully dressed, Deric thoughtfully
gave me a new pair of panties to put on to prevent semen from
running down my legs when I got home.
David was still engrossed in his book and didn�t notice that my
�short walk� had last almost an hour. I said hi to him and then
headed up to shower and dress for bed. I was still awake when my
husband came into our bedroom, undressed, and promptly mounted
me. I opened my legs and sighed deeply as his hard cock sank
into my very wet pussy.
�God! Your pussy feels like hot butter... so slick... so hot,�
David groaned as he began slowly fucking me. My legs came up
and locked around his buttocks pulling him deeper as I squeezed
his plunging shaft with my vagina. My randy husband screwed me
twice before we finally fell asleep around 1 AM.
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Getting Men Hard:
Over the next week, I seemed to be in a constant state of heat
that varied from wild desire to sensuous anticipation. I
couldn�t stop thinking about Randall�s huge cock, about it
sinking into my pussy... stretching me and sending incredible
sensations through my vagina and clitoris. I couldn�t believe
how fast, how hard, and how often he could make me climax.
Sometimes I would cum as soon as he began entering me.
And enter me he did. Almost every day while David was hard at
work, his boss would be very hard and at work between my thighs
in the middle of our bed.
In addition to Randall and his big shaft, my sexy husband was
constantly pouring gasoline on my sexual fires by screwing me
everyday... often two or three times. It wasn�t just how often
he had me, it was more the wildly erotic ways he was giving it to
me. When I washed the dishes, I constantly wondered if I would
be able to finish before David bent me over the sink and rammed
his hard dick into my pussy. If we watched a porno film or just
an erotic movie, we never made it through without David having me
ride his shaft while we watched. If I told him about a guy I had
flashed while he was at work, he would be on me and in me almost
immediately. While most of the wives of David�s co-workers
complained constantly about the low libidos of their husbands,
mine was keeping my pussy filled with cock all the time.
As much as I loved fucking David and Randall, I still loved
turning men on... getting them hard and hot... almost as much.
Having gone my entire life with small tits, thin lips, a crooked
nose, an unattractive ass, and most recently with 50 extra pounds
of fat, the awesome excitement of being able to get men erect and
wild to fuck me was intoxicating. I just couldn�t get enough of
it.
I knew that all the other wives thought that I was fucking most
of the men I teased. Rather than inhibit me, that turned me on
even more. Before my transformation, they all considered me an
ugly duckling... a prude who never got laid. Their 180 degree
change was enormously pleasing and exciting.
Strangely, I had no real interest in getting laid by the men I
turned on. It was much more fun for me to get their cocks hard
as stone and then leaving them with a bad case of blue balls.
The sorry bastards never had the slightest consideration for me
when I was fat, so as far as I was concerned, they were getting
their just desserts. Besides that, it really turned David on
when I teased all those guys and let them get me wet and ready,
while all the time he knew that it was going to be his cock that
quenched my fires.
On Thursday morning over breakfast David asked me if was all
right if he played poker with the some of his friends from work
on Friday night.
�I�d really rather spend the evening with you, Honey, but the
guys at work keep asking me to join them for poker. I�m running
out of excuses.�
�You don�t need to make excuses, Honey. I think it would be a
lot of fun for us if you played poker a few times a month.�
�Fun for us? You don�t play poker. In fact, you don�t have any
interest in the game at all. Why do you think it would be fun
for both of us?�
�Several reasons. First, my sexy husband plays a lot better
than those other men, and you�re gonna clean their clocks.
Second, I�ll call some of their wives, and we�ll go out to a club
for drinks and dancing. So I won�t be sitting home alone. We�ll
be turning on a bunch of guys, dancing with them, and getting
them hard. And third, you�ll be just as hard thinking about what
I�m doing, and finally, fourth, when we get home, you�ll fuck my
brains out. Doesn�t that sound like a fantastically erotic
evening?�
�My god! Do I have a hot wife or what!�
�It�s all your fault, Lover. You�re the one who came up with
and paid for the plan that changed me from an ugly duckling into
a hot wife, and you�re the one who keeps my fires blazing with
daily injections from that hard, magic shaft you�ve got.�
----------------------------------------------------
While David was at work that day, I called Susan Tagert, Carol
Edwards, Vicki Gamil, and Ellen Jackson to see if they were
interested in a girls� night out at �The Black Rook� or maybe
�The Rendezvous� or both while our hubbies played poker.
Everyone of them said �Hell Yes!�.
Checking my list of poker players, I saw that Wayne Haskens was
one of them. I didn�t know his wife Betty very well, but I had
enjoyed getting Wayne�s dick hard by flashing him at parties. I
was pretty certain that his wife Betty would be interested in
enjoying the attention of some other men as payback. My analysis
was right on target. Betty accepted eagerly. Since Betty would
be the only brunette in our group, she was certain to get a lot
of attention since some men prefer sultry brunettes.
Since Vicki Gamil had a large van, we all agreed that she would
collect the group once the poker game started and we would be on
our way. As soon as we were all in the van, Vicki asked us
which place.
�Let�s start with The Rendezvous,� Carol suggested. �There�s
always a lot of sexy men there. And I really like the couches
and lounge chairs they have instead of tables.�
�And they have some private back rooms,� Susan added.
As Vicki drove toward the club, I took out my cell phone and
texted David. �Going to the Rendezvous. Your poker friends
might be shocked at how slutty their wives are dressed. Have
fun... D�
We made quite a stir when we entered the dimly lighted club.
Five, hotly-dressed, unescorted women have a tendency to do that.
Of course, there was no cover charge for us and any drinks we
ordered for ourselves were free. I was sure that they would have
paid us to attend if we had demanded it. As the cocktail
waitress led us to our area, which was a group of two couches, a
bench against the wall, and some lounge chairs with a large
coffee table in the center of the group, I could see the bar
lizards sizing us up trying to figure out which of us was the
most likely to spread her legs.
Susan was wearing black boots with four-inch heels that extended
up beyond her knees. Her matching short skirt just barely
covered her ass and the top of her outfit showed off almost half
of her tits just barely covering her nipples. Naturally, she was
a big favorite of the bar lizards. Two of them came over
immediately. One of them took a seat to her left... the other
guy sat on the coffee table directly in front of her.
It wasn�t long before the guy sitting in front of Susan asked
her is she was wearing panties under her short skirt. She smiled
and nodded. Another minute passed, and the guy asked her to
prove it. Grinning now. she put her left heel on the coffee
table exposing her matching black panties.
Vicki leaned over and whispered in my ear, �Those two guys have
latched onto a hot one.�
�Really? How do you know?� I asked.
�Susan and I were talking this afternoon. She told me Carl
hasn�t fucked her in a week. She said if her husband doesn�t
want it, she was going to find a guy who does. I bet those two
studs have her out in the parking lot within half an hour.�
�Judging from the way she�s showing off her panties, I�d say
that it won�t take them 30 minutes. More like 15 or maybe 20.�
�See that young black-headed guy at the bar... the guy in the
white clothes?�
�I see him. What about him?�
�He�s been staring at your tits and legs ever since you sat
down. Give him some encouragement, Denise. Hike your skirt a
little more.�
�How�s this,� I asked.
�Yeah. That�s gonna get his attention big time,� Vicki agreed.
By this time four more men had joined us, but my black-headed
guy at the bar wasn�t one of them. He continued to stare at my
legs and tits, but didn�t make a move. One of the men, a
bald-headed guy, asked Carol to dance, and she didn�t hesitate.
As soon as they had moved onto the dance floor, the
virile-looking stud pressed her body against his. I wasn�t
surprised to see Carol grinding her pussy against what had to be
a very hard erection. A moment later, he whispered something in
her ear. She nodded and adjusted the top of her dress to expose
more of her tits.
Vicki lost interest in chatting with me when a young stud
joined her on the couch and within a few minutes was running his
hand up and down her leg. His hand never stopped as he whispered
in her ear. I couldn�t hear what he was saying to Vicki, but
within a few minutes, he had her opening her legs little by
little.
Being the only brunette in our group, Betty had the attention of
two of the men, and it was obvious that they weren�t wasting much
time. They already had her feet up on the couch with her knees
steepled so that her skirt had hiked up all the way to her ass
exposing all of her stocking-clad thighs. Both men were chatting
with her as their hands roamed over the wide expanse of thigh
flesh she was showing.
At this point, my black-headed admirer apparently decided that
he wanted a better view as I saw him walking slowly toward me. I
smiled to put some confidence in his step, and it was obvious
that it worked because he quickened his pace and was soon sitting
beside me.
�Hi. I�m Paul. All five of you are gorgeous, but you win the
competition. You�re just awesomely sexy.�
�What a nice thing to say, Paul, even if it�s not true. I�m
Denise. I been wondering if you would ever come over. You�ve
been checking out my tits and legs ever since I sat down.�
�Well, they�re hard to resist. I see you�re married,� he said
nodding toward my rings.
�I am. Does that disqualify me?�
�Hardly. That makes you even more desirable.�
�I think your buddies agree with you. All of us are married.
Our husbands are playing poker... so we�re ... playing.�
�I can see that. Your friend in the thigh-high boots already
has her legs wide open. I wish you did. Are you a fun
playmate?�
I glanced over in Susan�s direction and saw that her two studs
had her legs spread wide open. They were taking turns stroking
her pussy through her panties.
When I managed to tear my eyes away from Susan, I responded,
�Some guys think so... Some don�t.�
�I can�t understand any guy not thinking your a fun playmate.�
�I play... I tease... I fool around... but I don�t fuck. Some
guys can�t handle that so I won�t be offended if you try your
luck with someone else, Paul.�
�I think I can handle that. I love what I�m seeing of you. I�d
like to see more.�
�Mmmmmm... you�re not as shy as I thought.� I stood up with my
back toward him, and slowly pulled my skirt up to my hips. �Why
don�t you ask a girl to dance, Honey?�
�Would you like to dance?�
�Love to, Honey.�
�Pull your skirt a little higher.�
�Like this?�
�Oh fuck! You�ve got an ass to die for!�
When he got up, his cock was absolutely rigid. He was no match
for Deric, but he looked bigger than my husband. Putting my hand
on his crotch, I ran it up the length of his erection. His rod
jerked like crazy under my hand. He groaned when I squeezed it.
�Nice... big and thick. Come on, Baby. Dance with me and grind
that big dick into my pussy.�
I didn�t have to ask him twice. Within a minute, Paul had me
pressed hard against his body as his hips ground his engorged
shaft into my mound. At first, his hands were on my ass but
outside my shirt. However, it wasn�t long before he moved under
my skirt to my nearly naked ass.
When his fingers moved into my ass crease and felt my slotted
panties, he groaned, �Oh shit... you�re wearing panties. Take
them off.�
�Sorry, Honey. My panties only come off for my husband.�
�Your friend over there on the bench has let the guys take off
her panties. Look.�
He rotated us on the dance floor so I could see.
Paul was right. The guy with Ellen had not only gotten her out
of her panties, he also had the top of her dress open with one of
her tits out. She was trying to cover herself... one hand over
her breast, another covering her pussy, and the guy with her was
trying just as hard to get her to move her hands. As I watched,
she slowly moved her hand away from her breast. It was
immediately replaced with the man�s hand.
�So Ellen has let a guy take off her panties. That doesn�t mean
I�m going to let you take mine off, Lover. I warned you... I
play around, but I don�t fuck.�
�Letting me see your pussy isn�t fucking, Denise,� he argued.
�No, but it�s getting close to it. Besides, we just came here
to dance and flirt a little... not to have sex and cheat on our
husbands.�
�Really? Your blonde friend over there has her panties pulled
aside and she�s giving Ron a pretty hot blow job, wouldn�t you
say?�
�Mmmmmmm.... she is. That�s hot! But she won�t fuck him,� I
moaned as Paul lifted me so that his cock was grinding directly
against my pussy. I felt my vagina seeping and my clit
contracting.
�Maybe not, but three of your other friends are getting fucked.�
�I doubt that.�
�It�s true. Larry and Max took that blonde with the boots out
into the parking lot five minutes ago. Max has a SUV whose seats
fold down. He keeps an air mattress in the back. They�re both
fucking her right now. And Bob took the blonde whose panties
were off into the back office just a few minutes ago.�
Quickly, I scanned our seating area but saw no sign of either
Susan or Ellen. In addition, I didn�t see Betty either. Vicki
was still sucking her guy and I could see that Carol was still
out on the dance floor, but her nipples were now exposed and her
guy was now behind her with his hands cupping both of her tits.
�I don�t see Betty either,� I said and then moaned softly as
Paul�s hands exposed one of my tits.
�Is she the brunette with the white heels and hot hose?�
�Yeah.�
�I�m guessing that Jose and Sam are screwing her in the office
while Bob is fucking your blonde friend. Come on. Let�s go
check it out.�
Paul wasn�t taking no for an answer as he led me by my arm
toward the back of the club. On the way, I saw Carol leaving
through the side door to the parking lot. Both of her tits were
out of her dress and bouncing erotically with every step she
took.
Paul led me down a hallway to a door on which there was a sign
that read �Club Office�. �It will be locked, but I have a key.
Just be quiet. We don�t want to make a fuss and break up the
party.�
Even before Paul unlocked and opened the door, I could hear the
groans and high-pitched shrieks of the women along with the deep
grunts of the men. When the door swung open, the first thing I
saw was Ellen lying on a desk with her stocking-clad legs up on
Bob�s shoulders. She was still wearing her glasses as her tits
jerked back and forth in time to the hard thrusts his cock. His
shaft was sinking balls deep on each entry. Ellen howled every
time it thudded into her womb. Bob would grunt and quickly pull
back for the next stroke. As he withdrew his sex gun, Ellen�s
pussy lips were pulled outward, clinging to the big shaft as if
trying desperately to keep him inside her hole.
On the other side of the room, Betty was lying on her back on a
second desk with her legs back and her hips elevated in female
fucking position as her stud rapidly shed his clothes. She was
finger fucking her wet and eager pussy as she urged Jose and Sam
to hurry.
�Damn you. Hurry! I need a cock in me. Don�t play with me...
one of you fuck a dick into me and make me cum!�
Betty hissed with pleasure when Jose mounted her and filled her
cunt with dick while Sam fed his cock into her mouth. I was so
intent on watching the other wives fornicating and cheating on
their husbands that I had forgotten about Paul. I was abruptly
reminded of his presence when he lowered my top and got both of
my tits out. His hands were all over me, his lips against my
neck as he kneaded and twisting my nipples. My pussy throbbed
forcing my secretions out and soaking my panties. The entire
room was filled with the musky aroma of rutting males and excited
women.
�Bend over, Denise. I�m going to fuck you,� Paul hissed in my
ear.
�NO! I told you, I don�t cheat on my husband. You can play
with my tits and hump against my ass but that�s it.�
�I�m so fucking hard, it hurts,� Paul pleaded.
�I warned you. You said you could handle it.�
�I know... I know. But I never realized how hard and hot you
would get me. Will you suck me off?�
�No chance, Honey. Fucking my mouth and fucking my pussy is
still cheating. Sorry, but I did warn you.�
�I know you did, but just look at Bob filling Ellen�s cunt with
eight inches of cock. Look at it sinking in her. Listen to her
squeal every time it bangs into the bottom of her pussy. Don�t
you want to get what she�s getting, Denise. I�ll make you cum so
hard.�
�Of course I like to be fucked and I�m sure I would cum like
crazy on your hard cock, Paul, but... like I�ve said... I don�t
cheat on my husband.�
�Oh shit... I�m about to cum in my pants watching Jose giving it
to that hot brunette chick. God! Sam�s gonna cream her pussy
while Jose fucks it. Watch!� Paul hissed in my ear as one hand
tugged and twisted my nipple with the other was under my skirt
rubbing my clit. He was thrusting his cock into my ass harder
than ever.�
I couldn�t really blame him. It was incredibly hot watching
Betty arching her hips to take Jose�s dick balls deep into her
pussy while Sam was standing beside her pumping his tool while
aiming it right at her clitoris.
�Ohhhhhh he�s cumming on her,� I hissed while grinding my pussy
against Paul�s probing hand and humping back against his
thrusting dick. �Jesus! He�s drenching her!�
�Yeah he is. And Jose cumming in her cunt. See his dick pulse
every time he shoots in another load. Look at it... she�s taking
it up her pussy!�
�MMmmmmm... yes! Oh yes! He's shooting it in! You want to cum
inside my cunt the way Jose is emptying his balls into Betty,
don�t you?�
�You know I do. Come on. Please, Denise, don�t be such a BBB.�
�BBB?�
�Ball busting bitch. I know you�re too nice a woman to get a
man this hot and hard and then just leave him high and dry even
if you did warn me.�
�All right. But I won�t suck you off or let you fuck me. I
will let you see my pussy and then let you jack off and shoot
your load into my mouth. That�s the most I�ll do.�
�Will you keep your mouth open while I shoot and then swallow?�
�Of course. I never let a hot cum load go to waste, Paul.�
�I guess I�ll have to settle for that. Seeing your cunt and
jacking off into your mouth is probably even better than fucking
most women.�
�You say the nicest things, Paul. I�ll tell you what. If you
give me your phone number, I�ll keep it, and if I ever do decide
to step out on my husband, I�ll give you a call and let you be
the first to sample my married pussy. Now get naked so I can see
how hard your cock is when I strip for you.�
I didn�t need to take off much to get naked for Paul. He
already had my top off. All I had to do was unzip my skirt. I
did so and then slowly... sensuous... pushed it over my ass and
down my hips while thrusting my butt at him. He dropped his
pants and shorts letting me see his rock-hard, eight-inch sex gun
that I was certain was going to shoot into my mouth many times.
�Damn! You are big... and hard! Really hard!! I love hard
cocks,� I whispered as I ran my tongue up the length of his shaft
and then pressed it against my cheek. �Maybe I will have to
start cheating on hubby.� Paul�s cock jerked hard... so hard, I
thought he might shoot off spontaneously, but he managed to hold
it.
In the background, we both heard first Ellen and then Betty
howling as their orgasms erupted. Bob was ramming into Ellen
like he was trying to drive her ass through the desk and Sam was
now inside Betty�s vagina working toward his second orgasm...
this one deep inside her hole.
Seductively, I pulled down my panties and then spread my pussy
with my fingers for Paul�s pleasure. His hand was now wrapped
around his cock slowly pumping it. Squatting on the floor, I
leaned back against the couch and opened first my legs and then
my pussy allowing Paul to see deep inside my vagina.
�Come on, Stud. Step between my legs and shoot your load into
my mouth. I�ll keep it open until you�re shooting blanks... then
I�ll swallow everything. Come on, Lover. Cream me and fill me,�
I hissed as I tilted my head into position and opened my mouth.
Paul stepped close and jacked his shaft hard and fast. It took
less than a minute before he was on the brink of unloading.
Aiming his cock right at my mouth from a few inches away, he
exploded gush after gush of his thick cream into my wide open
hole. The first thick stream coated my tongue. The second shot
into the back of my mouth. Two or three more missed the mark and
coated my nose and cheeks with thick wads of semen that ran down
my face and formed long cum ropes from my chin. Paul readjusted
his aim and pumped several more streams into my mouth. Then, he
tilted my head back, moved his dick directly over me, and let the
last of his ejaculation drip from his dick into my open, waiting
mouth.
When he finished, I swirled the big load around inside my mouth
with my tongue while keeping my mouth open so he could see me
doing it. Then, I closed my mouth and swallowed all of it.
As soon as I left the office, I visited the ladies room and
washed my face. I also cleaned off the portion of Paul�s load
that dripped onto my tits. After drying myself with some paper
towels, I slipped back into my clothes and went back to club to
wait for my friends.
Vicki was sitting alone in our area. When she saw me, a big
grin covered her face. �I sucked off my guy,� she confessed.
�He really wanted to fuck me, but I turned him down. Frankly, I
wanted him inside my pussy as much as he wanted to put it in me,
but I was a good girl... at least to an extent.� We both
laughed.
�I did the same except I stripped naked for Paul then let him
jack off and shoot his load into my open mouth. Some of it
missed and creamed my face and tits, but there was still plenty
left to fill up my mouth,� I said by way of my own confession.
�I�ll bet there was,� Vicki said with confidence. �I think that
Susan and Carol went out to the parking lot. Susan was with two
guys. I�m pretty sure they both got fucked.�
�Yeah, I agree. Ellen and Betty were in the office where Paul
took me. They were both being screwed... Betty by two men... one
after the other.�
�Damn. It looks like you and me were the only holdouts.�
�I think so. I don�t know whether our friends are just total
sluts, or if we�re just totally stupid.�
�Some of both, I suspect,� Vicki said knowingly.
By the time Betty and Ellen made their appearance, Susan was
back from the parking lot, so the five of us went in search of
Carol so we could head home. There was no problem finding her.
She was right beside our van with the same man who had taken her
to the parking lot. Carol was kneeling in front of the man,
totally naked save for her heels, sucking his cock. The guy�s
pants and shorts were around his ankles.
As we approached, he grunted, �Here come your friends, Slut.
Time to cum. Tilt your head back. I want to shoot it into your
open mouth.�
We all watched as Carol took the man�s load in the same way I
had taken Paul�s 30 minutes earlier. The only difference was
that we could all see previous loads of semen coating Carol�s
thighs and dripping out of her pussy.
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I got home around midnight, but the house was empty. Obviously,
the poker game was still in progress. I showered and put on a
black bustier that exposed half of my tits, a black G-string that
was no more than a tiny triangle covering my pussy, thigh-high
nylons, and five-inch CFM heels. As hot as that was, I wanted
it even hotter... so I pulled the bustier down below my tits.
�Now,� I thought, �I�m properly dressed to welcome my husband.�
David came through the front door a little after 1 AM. I was
sitting in the den waiting for him with my tits out, my legs wide
open, and the tiny triangle over my pussy soaking wet.
�My god, Denise, you look incredible!�
�That�s the idea, Lover. See anything you�d like to fuck?�
�Hell yes! I hope you don�t plan on getting a lot of sleep
tonight. I�ve been hard most of the evening thinking about what
you might be doing.�
�Does it turn you on to think about your slutty wife letting
other men see her big tits?� I whispered hotly as I hefted my
breasts and held them out for my husband�s viewing pleasure.
�Oh god yes!� he moaned as he started undressing never taking
his eyes off me.
�My legs are wide open, Honey. Can you see my cunt?�
�No, not yet.�
�That�s weird. The guys at the Rendezvous didn�t have any
trouble seeing it.�
�Did they have x-ray vision allowing them to see through your
G-string?�
�Nope. I had to pull it aside... like this. Now, can you see
it, Lover?�
�Oh fuck!� David moaned as his cock surged out of his briefs.
He wrapped his hand around it and stroked as he stared between my
legs. �Did he fuck you?�
�No way. Only my husband gets his big cock into my hot box,
Baby. And I hope you�re ready to fuck my brains out because my
pussy�s on fire.�
Between 1 AM and 4 AM, David fucked me four times and each time,
he seemed to get even hotter and more eager. After that, we were
both exhausted. As we lay on our backs gasping for air, he
rolled over so that his upper body covered mine. Our lips met in
a deep, emotional kiss.
�I�ve got the most fantastic wife on the planet. I just can�t
believe how much you turn me even after almost five years of
marriage. God, I love you.�
�If I didn�t believe it before, I certainly do now after you�ve
banged me four times like a wild stallion. And what�s even
better is that I love you too.�
David was silent for awhile. Then he asked, �Is it all right if
I ask you what did tonight at the club?�
�Of course, Darling. You can always ask me anything you want.�
�How far did you let him go?�
�I danced with him... let him grind his erection into my belly
while he caressed my ass... first with his hand on the outside of
my skirt and then later, with it underneath. I let him get my
tits out and later I flashed my pussy at him. Are you furious
with me?�
�I wish I had been somewhere around so I could have watched. I
love it when you show off your awesome body and get men hard.
Did you let him do anything else?�
�He begged and pleaded with me.... first to let him fuck me and
when I refused that, he asked me to suck him off. I turned him
down on that too. Finally, he was almost in tears his balls hurt
so much. I did feel sorry for him so I let him jack off on my
face and tits.�
�OOohhhh that�s so fucking hot! Did he cum in your mouth too?�
�I kept my mouth open for him, and he shot about half of his
load there. The other half creamed my face and tits. OMG!
You�re hard again, Honey. Come on, Lover. Get on me... stick
that hard dick into me. Fuck your slutty wife!�
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Big Cock Addiction:
Over the next month, Deric and I managed to see each other about
once a week. Sometimes I would take �walks� at night or tell
David I needed to do some shopping at the mall in the evening. I
had already done the shopping in the afternoon, but he didn�t
know that as I had everything hidden in the trunk of my car. At
other times, Deric assigned my husband the job of meeting with
potential clients, showing them around the production facilities,
and then taking them to lunch. This process always took about
three hours, which Deric always spent with me.
However, once a week wasn�t nearly enough to satisfy his craving
for my hot body or mine for his huge cock. I knew I should tell
him no like I did other men who hit on me, but those other men
weren�t as handsome or as powerful as Deric. Most importantly,
none of them had a thick, iron-hard 10-inch cock that had me
throbbing as soon as I saw it and cumming within 30 seconds after
he pushed it into me. I was just helpless around him.
At first, Deric would book a hotel room and I would meet him
there where we would fuck for two hours during which I always
lost track of the number of orgasms I had. He fucked me so many
times, I couldn�t even keep up with the number of times he
ejaculated.
For three weeks, we used hotel rooms, but on Friday of the third
week, after he had screwed me in every one of my holes and twice
in my pussy, he told me that the next time he wanted to fuck me
in my own bed.
�That�s more dangerous, Honey. What if David finishes early and
decides to come home?�
�The risk makes it even hotter. I�m getting hard again just
thinking about it. But you�re right. I need to think of a
better strategy.�
�The thought of fucking a married woman in her own bed gets you
hard and hot, huh?� I asked with a seductive grin wondering
whether or not I was going to be fucked again by this awesome
stud.
�Wait until I get you naked in your own bed and you�ll find out
just how much it excites me.�
Suddenly, I changed the subject and asked, �Why haven�t you ever
gotten married, Deric? You�re sexy, virile, handsome, rich,
powerful, and you�ve got the biggest, most luscious cock I�ve
ever seen. Single women have to be begging for your attention.�
�They are, but I�m not interested in them. Married women...
particular you... are so much more exotic and hot that it seems a
waste of time to bother with single women. I would far rather be
between your thighs.�
�I�ll spread them for you anytime, Lover,� I replied as I opened
my legs and exposed my stretched, cum-filled pussy for him.
�That�s too fucking much for any man to resist,� he growled as
he laid me on my back on the table. I moaned with anticipation
when Deric spread my legs and put one of them up on his
shoulders. The bloated head of his cock slid up and down my
creamy sex trench. When It scraped over my clitoris, my ass
arched upward.
�Oh Baby! Put it innnnnnn.... Don�t tease me... Fuck me!�
�Greedy slut... you�ve already had it four times.�
�I know... oh god, how I know! I can�t get enough of your
cock... do it to me, you sexy bastard. FUCK ME!�
Deric moved his cock to my opening, pushed in two inches
bringing hissing moans from my lips, and then pulled out.
�NO! Put it back in me. Stuff me, Stud. Stuff me full!�
�Like this?� he asked as his pleasure-giving shaft began
entering me... two inches... three... four... five... deeper and
deeper.
�AAAAGGGHHAAAA.... GOD... SINK IT INNNNNNNNNN... AAAAHHHHH
FUCK... WHAT A COCK!�
�You�ve got seven inches of cock up your married pussy, Denise.
Is that enough?�
My entire body was shuddering. I heard myself screaming...
�More... more... fill meeeeee... Fuck me full of cock!�
Deric pushed in another inch. I could easily hear the squishing
sounds of his previous loads being churned and forced out of my
tightly plugged vagina. His hips snapped forward burying all 10
inches inside me. Deric began fucking me with hard, deep
thrusts. The steady, hard slapping of his balls against my ass
triggered my first orgasm. After that, I couldn�t stop gasping
and shrieking with the intense pleasure.
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For the next five days, I waited for Deric to call and tell me
when he would be coming over to screw me in my own bed. He did
call me twice, but both times it was to let me know that he
hadn�t been able to find a way to kept David busy long enough for
us to get together.
Every day that Deric kept me waiting, David was having to do the
job of two men.
Even though his thick six inches was no match for Deric�s 10-inch
monster, he used it like a master swordsman spearing me in ways
that drove me to orgasm after orgasm. And when his dick would no
longer respond, his tongue took over and made me beg for more.
By 11 PM each night, he was exhausted, and like a horse that has
been ridden too hard for too long, I knew I needed to let him
rest if I wanted him ready for the next day.
On Friday, David surprised me by calling at 1 PM and telling me
not to fix dinner.
�Put on something hot and sexy, we�re going out on the town
tonight.�
�What�s the occasion?� I asked puzzled.
�I�ll tell you over champagne tonight at dinner. Remember... I
want you hot and sexy. I expect you to get every man we see
hard.�
After David�s call, I was on pins and needles with curiosity.
My husband had never, ever called me from work with a request
that I dress hot and sexy for a night out. I knew it had to be
something special so I needed to dress in some special way.
I spent the next half hour looking over my outfits. There were
a lot of things that I could wear that would attract a lot of
male attention, and maybe that�s what David wanted, but he had
seen me in all of those and other similar clothes. There really
wasn�t anything new or special about them. I decided that a
shopping trip to Victoria�s Secret was in order.
I spent an hour at Victoria�s after telling the sales clerk what
my husband had told me over the phone and what I wanted. Debra
grinned, looked over my body, and said, �Honey, with a body like
you�ve got, I�m sure we can find an outfit that will make men
kill to get at you. Is that what you have in mind?�
�Yeah. I think you�ve got the picture. Do you have something
that will do the job?�
I must have tried on a dozen different dresses. Everyone was
hot and sexy, but none were outrageous. I wanted outrageous.
When I put on the dress I ended up buying, I posed for Debra and
asked, �What do you think?�
�Well, I couldn�t get enough nerve to wear that in public in a
month of Sundays. If you wear it, your husband will either have
a heart attack or be on you in a New York second.�
�That�s what I want. Well, I don�t want him having a heart
attack, but I think he can handle it. Is it legal or will I be
arrested?�
�I don�t think you�ll be arrested, but you might be asked to
leave if you pick the wrong place to go.�
�Damn. That would be a bummer. Any suggestions?�
�Sure. Make reservations at the Playboy Club for dinner. You
won�t get arrested there, but you probably will be offered a job
by the manager.�
�Ok. I�ll take it.�
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It was 6 PM when David came in from work. I was wearing a
full-length, bath robe that covered everything. His face fell.
He looked like a little boy whose mother had just taken away his
favorite toy as punishment for something.
�I hope you�re not planning on wearing that.�
�Of course not. I haven�t dressed yet. Have you made
reservations anywhere?�
�Yeah. At the Carriage House. Is that all right?�
�If you�re mainly interested in the food, it�s perfect. If
you�re more interested in having me wear my new outfit, I don�t
think the Carriage House will be a good choice.�
�Fuck the food! I want the new outfit!�
�Good, but I really think you would enjoy fucking me more. Get
us reservations at the Playboy Club.�
My husband was shocked. �The Playboy Club? Really? You know
the waitresses will all be half naked. Is that Ok?�
�Lover, you�re not even going to notice the waitresses, Get the
reservations.�
Even though I was more anxious than David, I still made him
wait in the den while I got ready. It was a standard, often-used
female ploy, but it always worked. That�s why women use it.
When I walked into the den where my husband was impatiently
waiting, he opened his mouth to say something about my keeping
him waiting for so long, but the words died on his lips.
�I�m ready. Are you?� I said softly and in the hottest, most
seductive voice I could manage. It wasn�t difficult for me to do
since I was so turned on and hot, my clitoris was already erect.
�Holy fuck! Jesus! My god! Are you going to wear a dress or
something over that outfit?�
�Nope. This is it. You said sexy and hot so every guy who sees
me gets hard. I think this will do the job,� I replied as I
posed with my knee resting on our large ottoman.
�You�re not wearing a bra. I can see your tits right through
that thing!�
�Don�t you think I have nice looking tits, Honey? Men aren�t
interested in see a bra. They much prefer big, sexy tits. Don�t
you?� I asked as I put my hands behind my head and pulled my
shoulders back.
�Oh fuck! Turn around,� my husband demanded as he squeezed his
erection. I loved it. I spun around and thrust my ass at him.
�Gawd Damn! I can see it!�
�Do you like it?�
�Are you wearing panties under that negligee?�
�No. Do you want me to put on panties? I thought you�d prefer
to have my pussy naked. I know the other men would.�
David was so turned on, I could actually see his body trembling.
His cock was so hard it looked like it might burst out of his
pants at any moment.
�I laid out another outfit on the bed. It�s a sexy sheathe,
thong, and demi-bra. I can change into it in five minutes. If
you�re really uncomfortable with me wearing this, I�ll go change.
It�s your call, Darling.�
�Let�s go. We�ve got reservations at the Playboy Club.�
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When we reached the club, David pulled our car into the valet
parking area, and a handsome young man in his early 20�s wearing
a name tag that said �Steve� quickly opened the door for me. As
soon as he saw how I was dressed, his eyes opened wider, but he
still did an incredible job of maintaining his composure. I was
a little disappointed but impressed.
�Welcome to the Playboy Club,� he said smartly.
I favored him with a dazzling smile and swung my leg out of the
car. With my legs open, he was staring right at my naked cunt.
I took my time getting out of the car, and when I was standing
beside him, his pants were tented. Leaning closer, I whispered,
�That looks big and hard... mmmmmmm... Thank you, Steve. I hope
you�re the one who brings our car back when we leave.�
�I intend to be. Count on it.�
�I will,� I said as I flashed him another smile.
I took my husband�s arm to let him lead me into the club. �You
got him hard,� he whispered in my ear.
�That�s what you told me to do.�
�Did you flash your pussy at him when you got out of the car?�
�No.�
�Really? I was sure you would. I tried to get around to your
side of the car in time to see it.�
�Sorry you missed the show, Honey. It really got him hard.�
�I thought you said you didn�t flash your pussy at him?�
�I didn�t. I flashed my cunt, Lover. A woman dressed like I am
has a cunt... not a pussy.�
While we waited to be seated, Maitre D�s eyes took in every inch
of my body. As he showed us to our table, I could see that all
the women were dressed in something sexy, but none were dressed
as outrageously as I was. As I approached, their men were all
gaping at my legs and tits. I saw several of them rub their
cocks. As I passed, I was sure they were all staring at my ass.
The wives and girlfriends were all staring daggers. If looks
could kill, I would never have made it to our table alive. By
time I did reach our table, I could feel my wetness on my inner
thighs. When I sat down, I could smell the musky aroma coming
from between my thighs.
As David had warned me, our waitress had huge tits which were
half exposed. Her tight leotard was cut high on her buttocks
revealing a large portion of her shapely ass. Her legs were
encased in fishnet stockings that ended in four-inch heels. In
addition, she was beautiful. David ordered for us without ever
taking his eyes off me. For all the attention he paid her, the
Playgirl bunny might as well have been wearing a muumuu. I
couldn�t wait to get my husband between my legs.
After the champagne had been poured, I finally asked what the
occasion was that we were celebrating.
�It�s beyond belief,� he began. �I still can�t get my mind
around it. Mr. Randall called me into his office this morning to
tell me that he had hired someone else to take over my job as
district production manager. I gotta tell you, I was stunned and
shocked because I thought I had been doing a good job.�
�You lost your job? Why are we celebrating that?�
�You�ll see. Initially, I asked if I was being fired. That
started Randall laughing. Finally, he said, �No. You�re being
promoted.� That was the last thing I had expected. I mean..
well, I�ve only been on the job for four years and I�m already a
district manager. That�s really good. I thought promotion was
at least five or more years away. Anyway, Randall informed me
that I was the new Regional Production Manager! Can you believe
it? Regional Manager and I�m not yet 30!�
�That�s wonderful Darling! Congratulations. I guess Mr.
Randall knows when he has a winner. Tell me about your new
position.�
�That�s a nice thing to say. Thank you. Well, the salary is
twice what I�m making now, and it carries incredible perks like a
company car, an expense account, a new office.. the works. I�m
now upper-level management. But it gets even better.�
�Better? How can that be?� I asked.
�Randall told me that if I do a good job as Regional Production
Manager, I would be the next Executive Vice President and
Assistant to the CEO when Morrison retires. That job has a
$750,000 salary!�
�My god! You must have really have been doing a fantastic job
to merit something like that, Darling. I�m so proud of you and
happy for you.�
�I still can�t believe it. There is a down side though. The
Regional Production Manager�s job requires a lot of travel to our
other plants. I�ll be on the road for three-day trips probably
three times a month. And every six months there�s a week-long
meeting of all the Regional Managers that I will have to attend.
Are you Ok with that?�
�Only if you spend a full night fucking me before you leave and
another full night between my legs when you come home. Ok?�
�Lady... you drive a really hard bargain, but I guess I�ll just
have to �Man Up� and get the job done.�
As we were eating dessert, David laid down his fork and said, �I
wonder what made Randall select me? I do a good job but no
better than some of the other district managers.�
�He probably just likes you personally, Honey. You�re really a
nice guy and very easy to like.�
�Yeah... I guess that�s it. Sometimes nice guys do finish
first.� I nodded my agreement without saying more.
When we left the club, Steve made sure he was the valet who
brought our car. As David was climbing into the driver�s seat,
Steve opened my door for me. Before I got inside, I pushed the
top of my dress together allowing my tits to spill out the sides.
He licked his lips as he stared. When I gave him a quick kiss,
he didn�t miss the opportunity to heft and squeeze both of my
naked breasts.
�Christ, you�re gorgeous,� he whispered in my ear.
�Thank you, Honey. Love your big cock,� I said as I slid into
the seat... this time allowing my dress to slide up my hips
completely exposing myself. Again, I spread my legs when I got
into the car and held the position long enough to give him a
great view between my legs.
That night, David demanded that I keep my outfit on in bed while
he fucked me again and again. He didn�t even completely lose his
erection until after his third load was pooled deep inside my
vagina. Then he switched to his tongue. We didn�t fall asleep
until the wee hours of the morning sometime after he had
ejaculated for the fifth time... this time inside my ass.
It was 11 AM Saturday morning before I awoke. My husband was
still asleep beside me. I woke him up with my best blow job and
then mounted his cock. Before he pumped a sixth load into me, I
had had several more climaxes.
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Business Trips:
The following Monday was my husband�s first day as Regional
Production Manager. I wasn�t in the least surprised when Deric
told him he should schedule an extended tour of all the
production facilities in the eight-state region under his
supervision. What did surprise me was the fact that Deric found a
way to keep tabs on my husband�s whereabouts and his daily plans
when he was out of town without raising any red flags in David�s
mind.
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�You need to hit the ground running, David. Get out to all of
our plants. Get to know the plant managers and their staffs.
Find out what they need, what their priorities are, how central
management can help them. Believe me, it will pay big dividends
in the future. Those plant managers can be an enormous asset if
they�re on your side, but an enormous problem if they aren�t.�
�It�s going to take too long to visit all the plants in one
trip. How about I schedule two trips a month... five days each
until I�ve hit them all. In two or three months, I will have
made all the plants.�
�Sounds like a great plan to me, David. I would give all the
plant managers a call immediately to find out when it would be
convenient for them for you to make an on-site visit to get
yourself up to speed.�
�Good idea, Mr. Randall. I�ll start the ball rolling as soon as
I get back to my office.�
�Fine, but David, Mr. Randall is too formal for one of my
top-flight Regional Managers. Make it Deric. Ok?�
�Thank you, Deric. I appreciate that and the advice. I�m going
to need a lot of it, at least at the start.�
�Anytime, David. Anytime. Oh, one thing more.�
�Yes?�
�When you�re on a trip and out of pocket, so to speak, I would
appreciate a call on my cell each day letting me know where you
are and what the plans are. This isn�t to check up on you. It�s
to help me. It�s very embarrassing for me if someone calls the
home office trying to find you, and I have no idea where my
Regional Manager is. If I don�t pick up when you call, just call
my secretary. Give Doris the information, and she�ll pass it on
to me.�
�Will do, Deric. No problem. I can see that would be
embarrassing for you.�
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David left on his first five-day, week-long trip the following
Sunday night after banging like a wild bull all day Saturday.
When I was kissing him goodbye beside his car just before he left
on Sunday, he got hard again.
�I thought I took all the starch out of your cock yesterday,
Honey,� I whispered in his ear.
�You did, but you just put it back.� I was surprised, but not
shocked when my husband pulled my T-shirt over my head and tossed
it onto the garage floor. My shorts and panties soon joined the
T-shirt leaving me naked.
�Bend over the trunk of the car,� David ordered as he dropped
his pants and pushed his briefs down his thighs.
As I bent over, I warned him that he was going to smell like
pussy all day if he fucked me now as wet and as musky as I was.�
�It will remind of you during the long drive, and when I stop
for something to eat, it will turn on all the waitresses.�
�Maybe, Darling, but I�d better not catch you letting those
sluts have a taste of my cock. If you... uunngghh! aaaaahhhh!
ooohhhh! yessss.... in meeeeee! Fuck it, Baby. Fuck it hard!�
I hissed as I rammed pussy back onto his plunging cock.
David fucked me steadily for well over ten minutes making me
climax once before he filled me with his load and a second time
as he was shooting it in. When his car disappeared from sight, I
was still standing in the middle of our garage with semen seeping
down my thighs. As I stood there, naked, one of the men from the
neighborhood passed by on the sidewalk. He stopped in his tracks
and stared.
Grinning, I waved at him and winked. Then, turning my back
toward him, I bent over at the waist with my feet apart to pick
up my clothes from the floor. I took my time and wiggled my ass
for good measure making sure he was hard and eager to jack off.
Deric called me at 11 AM. �Your loving husband is off for a
five-day inspection tour of our plants in his region. Clear all
appointments from your calendar, Denise. I�m going to be on you
and in you most of the next five days. I�ll be over around 1 PM.
Be naked except for your heels, hose, and garter belt. I want
you on the couch with your knees pressed against your tits so the
first things I see when I come into the house are your wet cunt
and ass holes.�
Deric hung up without even saying goodbye. I didn�t have to
worry about my pussy being wet. Besides the huge cum load my
husband had just pumped into me, I was already hot from thinking
about Deric's fantastic cock, which I hadn�t had in over a week.
At 12:00, I was stark naked. The hose, heels, and garter belt
Deric had ordered me to wear were lying on the bed waiting for
me. Even though I had wiped off my pussy several times since
Deric had called an hour before, my vagina was still a swamp with
even more lubricating secretions seeping out. I was so turned
and hot, my clit was swollen and erect. The thought that I was
going to be fucked in my own bed by Deric�s huge cock had me on
fire.
I couldn�t wait... I just couldn�t wait. I was just too wildly
excited. Falling onto the bed, I spread my legs and pressed both
hands into my throbbing pussy. My clit danced in and out of its
hood while I furiously rubbed it and plunged my fingers into my
gushing pussy. My ass was pounding up and down on the bed as I
begged an imaginary big-cocked stud to fuck me.
�OOohhh fuck me, Baby. aaaaahhhh gawd damn! You�re making me
cummmmm.... aaaahhh... uuunnnnnnn.... In me... In me... Fuck
it... Fuck it... FUCK IT!�
With my fires sufficiently quenched to keep from climbing the
walls, I took another quick shower and then dressed in the heels,
garter belt, and stockings. My ass was undulating as I walked to
the couch and took a seat to await the arrival of my hot stud for
the next five days.
Deric arrived a few minutes after 1 PM. When he entered the
den, he found me on the couch wearing heels, hose, and garter
belt... just as he had ordered... and my knees were pressed
against my tits elevating my ass so that both my pussy and anus
were in full view.
Deric was in no hurry. There was no reason for him to be.
David was out of town for five days, and he knew he could fuck as
often and as many times as he wished. I was shuddering at the
erotic thought.
Instead of tossing his clothes on the floor, he folded
everything neatly and placed them on the coffee table. He hung
his shirt over the back of a chair. After removing his shoes and
socks, he moved directly in front of me wearing only his jockey
shorts. The huge bulge of his cock look like it might rip the
garment apart at any moment. As it was, the tight elastic
shorts molded every ridge and bulge of his awesome sex spike.
"God... your cock is magnificent," I groaned unable to take my
eyes off the pulsing shaft. "Take off your shorts, Stud. Let me
see it."
Grinning with masculine pride, Deric slowly pulled his shorts
down his thighs. His organ was massive and amazingly, it stood
straight up... iron hard with precum seeping from its big, purple
head. He sat down a few feet in front of me, his gaze locked
onto my ass and pussy. Slowly, he began to stroke his huge
shaft. It got even bigger as his hand moved while he watched
secretions seeping out of my pussy.
"I'm going to fuck you ... hard and deep. You're going to
climax again and again on my cock. For the next five days, I'm
going to be in you constantly. Do you want it? This moment?
Right now? Tell me."
"Oh god yes. YES! Spread me, Lover. Fuck me. Hurry."
His powerful hands pushed me onto my back and then locked around
my upper thighs forcing them even further back to elevate my hips
into position. A moment later, he mounted me. I felt his
powerful shaft sliding over my buttocks and then over my anus
where it stopped, pressed inward, and forced my sphincter to
open. Two inches of his shaft entered me. The sensation of
having Deric's big cock stretching me open made me shudder with
excitement.
Suddenly, Deric withdrew from my ass bringing another moan from
my lips. The crown again split the lips of my pussy and slid
upward reaching the entrance to my vagina. He stopped and slowly
forced the opening to stretch wider and wider until his thick
cock slid into my cunt. His hips snapped forward sending the
thick rod surging into me making me groan even louder. Moving
his hands beneath my ass to hold me firmly in position, he drove
his tool balls deep. When Deric began fucking me, hot shrieks
exploded from my lips everytime his cock thudded into my womb.
"AAHH! AAHH! UUNNGHH! YESSSSS! OOHHH FUCK! YOU'RE MAKING ME
CUM! SCREW MEEEEEEEEEE!"
As spastic contractions began rippling through my vagina,
Deric's body stiffened, his cock expanded and convulsed as thick
streams of semen shot into the bottom of my cunt completely
filling my hole.
"Oh Baby, I can feel you cumming inside me.... Shoot it in,
Stud! Fill me full!"
Deric's cock continued to throb even after his balls were
drained. At first, his shaft lost some of its girth and
stiffness, but as he continued to fuck me, his cock hardened
quickly. When he was fully hard, he slowly pulled his huge sex
spike out of my stretched vagina and pushed it back inside my
ass. This time, he didn't withdraw. Instead, he worked it
deeper and deeper until his entire rod was buried in me.
When Deric began fucking my ass with long, deep strokes, I came
again, even harder than the first time. My wild, ecstatic howls
and the hard contractions of my rectum around his dick spurred
him on until soon he was ramming into me like he was driving in
railway spikes. Everyone of my spastic contractions was
punctuated with high-pitched female shrieks.
When I felt Deric's cock beginning its telltale jerking inside
me, I knew he was about to cum.
"Do it, Baby. Shoot it into me," I groaned.
I gasped when he jerked his rod out of me without ejaculating,
moved up my body and thrust his throbbing rod into my mouth. I
stretched my mouth as wide as possible and moaned as he fucked my
face with hard, deep thrusts.
It only took a dozen or so hard, deep thrusts before his load
filled my mouth. I managed to swallow about half of it but the
rest squirted out of the corners of my mouth and ran down my
cheeks.
At that point, Deric picked me and carried me to my bed. He
quickly got me totally naked and crawled in beside me. For
thirty minutes, he caressed my body, masturbated my clit, French
kissed me, and finally moved his face between my thighs and got
me off twice, All the foreplay had his cock rock hard again, but
instead of mounting me immediately, he moved into spoon position
behind me and cuddled erotically against my body. With his hands
squeezing my tits and nipples and his huge tool sliding back and
forth between my thighs and pressing against my pussy and
clitoris, he had me groaning in heat within ten minutes. After
fifteen minutes, I was pleading with him to fuck me again.
He kept me begging for his cock for another five minutes before
he raised my left leg and easily sank his dick into my widely
stretched asshole. Within just a few minutes, I was groaning in
another explosive orgasm.
Deric kept me awake most of the night. When his dick wasn't
inside either my pussy or ass, it was usually in my mouth or his
tongue was working on my clitoris. I don't know how he did it,
but from the time he arrived at 1 PM until the next morning, he
had cum inside me or on me seven times.
I thought he might skip work, but he was up and gone by 9 AM.
As soon as the front door closed behind him, I was in a deep
sleep. I slept until I was awakened by his call at 4 PM.
"Wear something sexy but nice, Denise. We'll be dining with
Ralph Emerson and
Vance Blalock who are two very important potential clients whose
business will be worth millions of dollars over the next few
years. They both want to meet you."
"Meet as in M-E-E-T or meat me as in M-E-A-T?"
"Both. They're both married and very discreet. I'll be there
too and I can hardly wait to see what sloppy fifths or sloppy
sixths with you feels like."
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The three men, particularly Emerson and Blalock, were stunned
when I made my appearance. In spite of the fact that I had no
feelings for either man, the fact that they were already becoming
erect as they gaped at my exposed bosom and long legs made me
giddy with excitement. Sometimes I thought that turning men on
and getting them hard was more fun than actual sex. Sometimes I
thought that, but most of the time I liked the sex more...
particularly when the sex was being provided by Deric's 10-inch
cock or by my awesome husband.
"My God, Deric!" Emerson gasped. "Where did you find her? Will
you give me her agency's phone number?"
"I'm afraid I can't do that, Ralph. She's not a professional.
Denise is very happily married to one of my top-flight
executives. She's just a very sensuous woman. Ralph, Vance,
this is Denise. She's very important to me so make certain you
please her and keep her happy."
"So correct me if I'm wrong, Deric, but I'm guessing that if we
sign with your company to provide our equipment and supplies,
we'll be seeing this gorgeous woman again?"
"Whenever you're in town to sign a renewal contract or look over
some of our new product lines, Denise and I will certainly be
taking you out to dinner and entertaining you provided you time
your visits when Denise's husband is making one of his frequent
out-of-town trips, Vance."
"I'm assuming that the timing for these trips is not a closely
guarded secret... right?" Ralph asked.
"Just call my secretary, Doris. She'll be happy to provide you
with a schedule a month in advance. We have reservations at The
Carriage House. It's a five-star establishment. I'm sure
you'll love the cuisine. Shall we go?"
I was delighted to see that both men essentially ignored Deric's
suggestion as they stared at me with erections and naked lust
etched on their faces.
"In a moment, Deric," Vance replied. "How about a profile view,
Denise? Is that permitted?"
"Whatever you like, Mr. Blalock. Deric has always emphasized
that the customer is always right. Is this what you had in
mind?" I asked as I turned to present my profile to Blalock.
Both men stared as if entranced. When I pulled my shoulders
back, I heard an audible groan from one of the men.
"What a rack!" Emerson gasped.
When we left the house, I was virtually certain that both men
had already decided to sign with Deric's company.
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Always mindful of business, Deric made certain that the seating
arrangements at the Carriage House had Vance on one side of me
and Ralph on the other. Rather than take the seat opposite me,
Deric sat to Ralph's right. When the young waiter took our
orders, he stood beside me to give himself every opportunity to
look down my cleavage. I just smiled sweetly at him and kept my
shoulders back to give him a good view. From his vantage point,
I knew he could see part of my nipples.
As the waiter turned and walked away with our orders in-hand,
Ralph commented, "Jesus! She got him hard just from taking our
orders."
"Our orders had nothing to do with it," Vance argued. "I think
her big tits did the job. How big are your breasts anyway?
That is, if you don't mind my asking."
"Well, they're 34DD, but they're not all mine. My husband spent
a small fortune helping me get this body that you seem to like so
much. By the way, he likes it too."
"I'd say your husband made one hell of an investment," Ralph
opined. "How about it, Deric. I know you've inspected it up
close and personal. Did her hubby make a good investment or
not?"
Deric thought for a moment before replying. "I don't like
spoiling the surprise. I'll think I'll pass and let the two of
you decide for yourselves."
"I think I've already made up my mind on that question," Vance
replied as his hand moved over the top of my breast and then,
down into my bra until he had his hand covering my nipple.
"OOohhhh, not so hard, Honey," I urged when he squeezed me.
Vance eased his grip on my breast and began caressing my nipple.
When I pulled my shoulders back, he moved over to my other
breast and gave it similar treatment. By the time he removed his
hand, my bra was down enough to expose my areolas.
When our waiter arrived with our entrees, he again checked out
my cleavage. With my nipples nearly exposed, the crotch of his
pants began moving as his cock responded to the erotic sight. By
the time he had laid the food on the table, he was fully erect or
close to it.
"It turns you on to show it off, doesn't it?" Ralph asked.
"Yes... it turns me on a lot," I hissed in response.
"That's the first thing I noticed about Denise when I first laid
eyes on her at a party. She was having a great time turning on
all the men, and I could see that she was on a fantastic high
doing it," Deric commented.
At that point, Ralph and Vance began asking Deric about what he
had seen at the party and what I had been doing. It was exciting
but somewhat embarrassing to have the three men discussing how I
loved to flash in public places, so I tuned out their
conversation and concentrated on the delicious London broil with
fresh asparagus. That is, I concentrated on it until I felt a
hand touch my leg. I glanced at Ralph who smiled and squeezed my
leg.
Deric was now telling the two potential clients how I had gotten
Earl so hot he had nearly ejaculated in his pants. As he
elaborated, Ralph's hand moved under my skirt to my inner thigh,
which he stroked with a light sensuous touch. Just as his hand
began to pull my leg closer to his body, I felt Vance's hand on
my other knee. Slowly, the two hands moved over my thighs.
"Several men at other tables are watching, Denise," Vance
whispered. "Is this turning you on?"
As the two hands moved higher and higher on my thighs, my only
answer was a soft moan.
"They're all waiting for us to spread you enough so they can see
your cunt."
"Then, they'll be disappointed. I'm wearing panties," I managed
to reply even as I moaned again.
From the other side, Ralph ordered softly but insistently, "Open
up... spread your legs wider." The two men exerted pressure on
my inner thighs gradually opening my legs wider until I was
sitting with my legs gaping open and their hands approaching my
pussy.
"They can see your panties now," Ralph informed me.
"How do you know? Maybe the tablecloth blocks their view."
"No chance, Honey. Two of them gave us a 'thumbs up' sign when
we got your legs open. They're looking right at your panties.
Raise your ass a little so they can get a better view."
Almost without conscious thought, I lifted my hips off the seat
and spread even wider. My vagina throbbed as juices seeped out.
"A couple of the women are checking out your panties too,
Denise. I think they're lesbians. Have you ever had girl-girl
sex?"
"Nooooo... never," I groaned as my clitoris hardened.
"I think those women want to fuck you as much as the men do."
"Oooohhhh!" Embarrassed by my response, I tried to close my
legs but neither Ralph or Vance had any intension of allowing me
to do that. Firmly, they pulled my legs even wider apart and
continued running their hands up and down my thighs coming closer
and closer to the gusset of my panties with each stroke. Then,
Ralph's hand was there! He slid the palm of his hand down to the
crotch band and felt my wetness. I saw his nostrils flare when
he detected the musky aroma of excited pussy.
My London broil was forgotten as both men began rubbing my pussy
through my soaked panties. I had no doubt that they were going
to make me climax if they continued.
"Are they still watching?" I gasped
"Of course. The men are hard and one of the women is caressing
her tits."
"Ooohhhh god."
As if my moan were a signal, Vance slid his hand into my panties
and ran his fingers along my slit and from there up to my
engorged clitoris. He rubbed it lightly bringing more groans
from my lips.
"Pull my panties aside," I hissed hotly. "Show them my cunt!"
With Vance's hand busy working on my throbbing clitoris, Ralph
took over. His fingers hooked into the gusset of my panties and
quickly pulled it up my thigh totally exposed my throbbing cunt.
My hips arched as an orgasm washed through me.
Vance immediately felt my orgasm. His fingers left my clitoris
and moved to my vagina and pushed inside. Slowly, he began to
finger fuck me.
Ralph's fingers quickly replaced Vance's on my pulsing clitoris.
He trapped it between two fingers and worked up and down the
shaft as if he were jacking off a very small-cocked man. I
squirmed in my seat trying desperately to keep my upper body
still. I managed for a few minutes until an even harder climax
ripped through my cunt and clit. The musky scent from between my
thighs filled the air.
"Damn. Can you smell her, Deric. She's cumming," Ralph
informed my husband's boss.
"Let's get her panties off," Vance said in a passion-filled
voice.
At this point, Deric intervened. "Not here. Not now. The
management may ask us to leave. Leave her be... let her simmer
in her own juices. By the time we get her home, she'll be
excited out of her mind."
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When we got to the car, Ralph moved behind me. "Pull your skirt
up to your waist and bend over so I can see your ass."
I knew I should have been insulted by the outrageous order, but
the fact was that it sent hot shivers of excitement through me.
I didn't even hesitate. Jerking my skirt up to my waist, I bent
over. For good measure, I also reached back and pulled my
buttocks partially open.
"Gawd Damn! What a hot ass. Oh fuck! Show me your wet holes,
Denise."
I was about to comply when Deric stopped me. "Not until we get
home."
As soon as we entered Deric's spacious mansion, he turned to
Ralph and Emerson and said, "All right, Gentlemen, We're home. I
believe you were intent on inspecting Denise's ass when I so
rudely interrupted you."
Ralph nodded his agreement and again ordered me to pull up my
dress. Once again, I quickly pulled it up to my waist.
"Oh Damn! What an ass she's got," Vance gasped in an awed
voice. "Let's bend her over the table and check it out."
"Right on!" Ralph agreed. A moment later, the two men had me
bent over the table with my ass arched and on display. Their
hands stroked my buttocks bringing moans of pleasure from me.
"Hot Bitch. You know you deserve a hard spanking for being such
a slut and showing off your cunt to all the men in the
restaurant. Don't you agree?"
"Yesss.... oohhhh yessss... Spank my slutty ass but please,
don't hurt me too badly."
"That's for us to decide, Slut." With that, Vance and Ralph
began to spank my ass... each man taking one of cheeks and giving
it to me with their open palms. Each time they whacked me, it
stung but not a lot. Mostly, it just made my vagina gush.
"Oohhh please... stop... aaahhh... UUNNGHH! STOP! Fuck me...
don't spank me. Please! Punish my cunt with your big cocks...
aaaahhh... god... unnghh! You're making my ass burn...
AAAGGHHHAAAA.... IT'S ON FIRE! STOP... OHHHH PLEASE... STOP AND
SCREW ME!"
Ralph pulled me off the table to my knees between them. Both
men had their cocks out and Vance gave me a one-word command:
"SUCK!" I followed the order and sucked first one man and then
the other... back and forth.
I sucked both cocks but didn't deep throat either.
"Let's get her up on the table so I can fuck her while she sucks
your dick," Vance urged.
I felt myself be lifted and then deposited on the table on my
back. Ralph shed his clothes and laid down on his side facing
me, his cock a rigid, hard, throbbing lance. Vance just opened
his pants and took out his smaller but equally hard dick and
moved between my wide open thighs. I tilted my head back and
opened my mouth for Ralph. Instantly, he drove his prick into my
mouth and began fucking it. Vance swabbed his cock up and down
the length of my swampy slit and then nailed it into me just as
Ralph's cock filled my mouth.
For the next 10 minutes, the two men fucked me fore and aft. I
gurgled around Ralph's plunging shaft and grunted as Vance
slammed in and out of my pussy, each stroke going in balls deep.
"I'm gonna blow!" Vance screamed. A second later, he did. His
embedded dick pulsed hard, contracted, and fired several thick
streams of semen into my vagina. My own moans of climax were
muted by Ralph's big dick filling my mouth.
Vance continued to thrust into me even after his orgasm abated.
He was still very hard and excited as he fucked me and stripped
off his clothes at the same time. His continued thrusts churned
his load into a white froth causing loud, squelching fuck sounds
to fill the room. As Vance continued to use my cunt, I could
feel Ralph's dick rapidly reaching the point of no return.
"Cum in my mouth, Ralph! Shoot it in!"
"UUNNN... Noooo... not in your mouth... In your cunt. I want to
cum in your cunt!"
"Oh yes. YES!" I shouted. Quickly, I jerked my pussy off
Vance's still plunging dick bringing protests from his lips.
"Sorry, Honey, but your buddy needs to use my pussy right now.
Put yours in my mouth." After doing a 180 degree turn, I took
Vance's still hard cock inside my mouth just as Ralph's cock
filled my vagina. Once more, the hot squelching sounds of a cock
pumping a cum-filled cunt flooded Deric's den.
My groans of orgasm were mixed with muffled grunts from Vance's
dick filling my mouth and throat. "OOohhhhmmm
uunnnnn....OOmmmppfff.... aaaahhhhh... uunnnn... Ungh!
OOMMPPFFF!!"
"Oh Man! She's cumming all over my dick," Ralph screamed. "Her
pussy's milking meeeeeee! Oh Honey, you're the hottest woman
I've ever had my cock in. Get up on your knees and arch your ass
so I can really pound it in. Hurry! I'm so fucking close!"
Releasing Vance's now rock-hard dick, I scrambled to get onto my
knees and get my ass up in the air. Spreading my knees, I held
myself open. "Fuck me, Stud. Fuck your load into my hot pussy.
Do it, Baby. Fuck and Shoot... Fuck and Shoot!"
Ralph didn't require any instructions about how to bury his
throbbing shaft balls deep into my pussy. He held my hips,
fitted the bloated head into my opening, and jack hammered his
cock into me. I howled with pleasure when his eight-inch tool
filled my hole.
Once he had it buried, he fucked me like a life-without-parole
convict who hadn't been inside a woman's pussy in years.... hard,
ramming, deep strokes that thudded into the bottom of my pussy
with masculine authority.
"Oh gawd damn! What a hot fuck hole! I can't hold it.... gonna
flood your cunt with a monster load, Denise. AAAAHHHH!!! HERE
IT COMES!!!"
Ralph's deeply embedded organ jerked in hard spastic
contractions... again and again... as his balls emptied their
huge load into my depths. He had shot into me at least four
times before the intensity of his orgasm triggered another for
me. The last half dozen gushes of semen entered my pussy while
it was throbbing just as hard as Ralph's ejaculating sex gun.
Finally, he withdrew from my still quivering vagina while I
remained on my knees with my head down. My pussy was still
contracting in the final stages of my hard climax. As I throbbed
and quaked in the aftermath of my orgasm, some of Ralph's monster
cum load gushed out of my pussy and formed a long cum rope
dangling from my still erect clit.
Vance was not a happy camper at having been abandoned when his
cock was stone hard, and he was pumping me hard as he drove
toward his climax. It came as no surprise to me when he wanted
to fuck me again ASAP.
"Let a girl have a moment to rest and clean up, Lover. Besides,
I need to make a trip to the facilities. My bladder's full. If
you fuck me right now, I might lose control and pee all over
you."
"But I'm so fucking hard," he complained.
I was about to give in when Deric interceded. "Let the lady go
to the bathroom, Vance. When she comes back, she will need to
call her husband and let him know she's fine, ask how he is, and
tell him how much she misses him and his delicious cock. We'll
put the phone on speaker, and you can fuck her while she's
talking to her husband. Sound like fun?"
Vance didn't have to answer. His dick answered for him. He was
erect before Deric's suggestion, but afterwards, it was like a
diamond-hard, steel shaft. The head bloated with blood and
turned purple as the veins along his shaft bulged outward causing
the organ to swell and pulse. Precum fluids ran out the tip.
"One warning. You have to be quiet. Fuck her steadily and
firmly, but don't growl or grunt, or ram her so hard that her
husband can hear your bodies slapping together. If you cum in
her while she's on the phone, you have to do it silently. If you
can't manage that, we can't do it. Everyone understand the
rules?"
When I came back ten minutes later, I was a little surprised to
see that Vance's cock was still iron hard. If anything, it
seemed even bigger.
"How do we do this," he asked.
"On the couch," Deric directed. "Behind Denise in spoon
position so that the positions limits how hard you can give it to
her. If you start to make a noise, you can bury your face in the
couch, but don't to that."
Once Vance and I were on the couch with him behind me, his hard
cock between my thighs but not yet in me, Deric dialed David's
cell phone and put the phone on speaker. Both Ralph and Deric
were also hard. Ralph was sitting in a lounge chair close to the
couch. He was already slowly jacking off.
David picked up on third ring.
"Hi, Sexy. I was just about to call you. I'm in my hotel room,
and big time lonely without you. I'm really glad you called. Is
everything Ok?"
"If you're asking if everything is Ok except for the fact that
I'm alone with no husband to put out my fires... then the
answer's yes. Otherwise, it's no. I spent the day doing some
shopping, then had dinner at Red Lobster, and I just finished
channel surfing without finding anything decent to watch. How
did your day go?"
As David told me about his first day conducting a site visit as
the Regional Production Manager, Vance lifted my leg, slid his
fingers through my drenched sex trench, and then moved to my
erect clitoris. As David told me about the people he had met,
Vance began masturbating me. I had to bite my knuckle to keep
from moaning. Directly across from me, Ralph was jacking off as
he listening to the erotic phone call and watch his friend
masturbate me.
While one of Vance's hands continued to rub the stem of my very
hard clit, his other hand was around my body alternating between
cupping and hefting my tits and squeezing and twisting my
nipples. Everytime he squeezed, my vagina throbbed.
"Honey, I really miss you... actually, the truth is I miss your
big, delicious cock the most. I'm so wet thinking about it...
throbbing and sinking into my hot cunt... filling me and fucking
me. Are you hard? Is it out?"
"It is now. Oh Honey. This is hot... really hot. I'm stroking
my cock now thinking about your cunt... about stretching it open
and sinking into you."
Vance had stopped playing with my tits and was now using his
hand to align his cock with my opening. I lifted my leg higher
to make it easier for him to get into me. He pushed forward
sinking his dick into me. Since David and I were now having
phone sex, I no longer had to worry about being quiet.
"Aaaaahhh fuck! It going into me, Baby .... stretching my
cunt.... UGH! UGH! AAAAHHHH..... it's in me... fucking me...
oohhhhhh gawd damn.... I'm getting it... being fucked....
aaaahhh!! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
Vance was now wildly excited by fucking me while I talked to my
husband. Not only was I talking to him, I was describing how I
was being fucked while pretending that it was just phone sex.
Vance could control the conversation by the way he fucked me. He
held onto my hips and screwed me with slow steady strokes.
"Oohhh god... you're fucking so good, Honey. You know how much
I love it with you tease me with slow, steady thrusts that make
me want more and more... fuck me faster, you hot bastard. Fuck
my cunt harder... Please. Ram it to me!"
"You want it hard and fast, you hot slut. I'll give it to you
hard, fast, and deep. Take it, Baby. I'm stroking my cock
faster now, Honey. Thinking about pounding it into you."
"OOohhhh god. I'm getting it... aaahhhh... fuck... So hard. Oh
shit... you're fucking me like a pile driver... ramming me...
aaaahhh uunnghhh... Oh gawd damn... keeping fucking me like
that... Screw your hot slut. RAM IT INTO MEEEEEEE!"
Vance was doing exactly that as his hips jack hammered his cock
into me hard and fast... going balls deep on every thrust. I was
about to cum... I knew he was about to shoot off inside me very
soon.
"OOhhh god, Honey. I'm gonna cum... I'M GONNA CUM.. MY CLIT'S
GOING CRAZY. Can you shoot off with me?"
"Oh fuck yes! I'm almost there."
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Cumming... Cumming... my cunt's cumming
on your big cock. CUM INSIDE ME, BABY! SHOOT IT IN!"
"Me too! I'm shooting... Oh fuck... Can't believe how much this
is making me shoot. Shooting in your cunt, Honey.. NOW!"
"OH YES! I can feel you throbbing inside me... your cock
jerking as you pump me full of hot jizz. OOohhhh yessss....
pump it in... pump it inn... your hot wife's getting filled!!"
Behind me, Vance collapsed and his now soft dick slipped out of
my cum-filled vagina. Across from us, Ralph's dick exploded
seven or eight times... each time shooting a thick stream of
semen high in the air.
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Vance and Ralph stayed until 1 AM. The two hours was filled
with double penetration. The two studs did me in every possible
position... pussy and mouth, ass and mouth, and of course, pussy
and ass. The last very quickly became my favorite. Fortunately,
the men liked that best as well. Consequently, they alternated
between double fucking me in face-up position and face-down
position. I couldn't decide which I liked better. Since I
couldn't decide, I had them do it to me both positions again and
again until neither one of their cocks would respond no matter
how long or hard I sucked them.
Around 1 AM, they gave up, got dressed, and Deric drove them
back to the their hotel. For my part, I fell into bed naked
without bothering to clean up. I was asleep within two minutes.
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For the last four days of David's first out-of-town trip, there
were no more clients that needed to be seduced into signing
contracts with Deric's firm. Consequently, he had me all to
himself, and I couldn't have been more pleased. It was enormous
fun teasing and turning on Vance and Ralph, and they were
reasonably good sex partners, but compared to Deric or David,
they were like little boys.
David spent Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday nights in my bed.
Everyday he screwed me at least six times. On Thursday, he took
the day off and spent it with me. Except for my garter belt,
nylons and heels, I didn't even bother to get dressed. There was
no point. Deric wanted his cock in me all time, even when he had
already cum so many times, there was no way he could get off
again for another hour or two. Nevertheless, he always got hard
when he was around me, and when he got hard, he wanted his cock
inside my pussy.
Not only did Deric get me off dozens of times a day, he also
gave my ego a fantastic boost. For example, after a quick lunch
on Thursday afternoon, Deric had carried me to my bedroom where
he put me on my back in the middle of the bed and pressed my
knees all the way back until they were touching the bed on either
side of my head.
He kept me doubled in half that way as he told how sensuously
erotic my cunt is describing in detail how the way my lips flare
open always gets him harder than any other woman's pussy ever
had.
"I love the way your big, hard clit extends out of its hood,
even when it's not hard. It looks like it's begging to be licked
and sucked. And your tight, wet fuck hole just sucks the loads
right out of my balls. God! You're a luscious fuck! I just
can't get enough of you. And I love the way you shriek and
explode when I lick that big clit. I'm gonna make it explode
right now."
He pressed his face against my pussy and captured my clit with
his lips. It began to throb in hard spasms the instant his
tongue slid up one side and down the other. His fingers probed
and found my G-spot as he worked my clitoris like a virtuoso
cocksman. When I came, my juices spurted. Deric licked up every
drop telling me constantly how delicious I tasted. I came a
second time and was still shuddering in my orgasm when he mounted
me and drove his huge cock into my defenseless pussy. After
stretching me open, he plowed nine inches of cock into me in
hard, deep thrusts that had me howling with pleasure. When he
gave me the tenth inch, I erupted in another orgasm.
He screwed me like that for 10 to 15 minutes and never stopped
telling me how tight and slick and hot my pussy was and how much
he loved being inside me. Then he shot into me in hard,
voluminous spurts filling my vagina with his seed and soaking the
bed sheets.
After resting for five minutes, Deric got up to use the
facilities and wash himself off. On a whim, I went into the den
and mounted the desk on my knees, moving back so that my naked
cunt was right at the edge of the desk. Once there, I lowered my
head, spread my knees, and opened my buttocks with my hands.
Deric had just shot off for the fourth time that day, and it had
been a monster load. I wondered if he would be interested in
entering me again when he saw me in this slutty, fucking
position.
I got my answer a few minutes later when Deric wandered into the
den obviously looking for me. As soon as he saw the way I was
mounted on the desk, he groaned, "Oh my god! That's the hottest
thing I've ever seen. Don't move. Don't move an inch! Hold
yourself open, Denise. I can't wait to look into your hot holes
up close."
I felt his hot breath on my ass and then on my pussy as he gazed
lustfully into my cum-filled openings. Then, he stood up and
gasped, "Oh god! Your body gets me so fucking hard. Using his
hands, he moved me into position for his cock and nailed every
inch into my vagina.
"Ohhhh fuck! What a wonderfully hot, sensuous cunt!" He
carried me around the room like that... bouncing me erotically on
his huge shaft. "I hope you like this just half as much as I do!"
As I said, Deric did wonders for my female ego.
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David came home Friday around 6 PM. I had not seen Deric that
day to give my pussy then to recover and tighten up for my
husband. I had steaks, salad, fries, and fresh green beans with
wine and a cheesecake for dessert all ready to serve when he
walked in the door. He made my day when he tried to get me into
the bedroom immediately, but I made him wait using the meal as an
excuse. In reality, I just wanted him even hotter when he took
me to bed.
Later in bed, my randy husband couldn't stop screwing me. Again
and again, he entered one of my holes and fucked me like a wild
bull. When I told him I had gone out to a club and flashed some
men, his cock surged to a new, rock-hard erection which he
promptly nailed into the bottom of the eager pussy. Naturally, I
didn't mention anything about Vance, Ralph, or Deric.
Over the next few days, I learned that having my husband take
out-of-town trips had even more benefits than I had initially
realized. Not only did it give Deric and me an opportunity to be
together, it also produced a constantly excited husband who
fucked me once or twice a day, everyday upon his return. My sexy
husband frequently showed up with flowers or unexpected gifts. I
didn't have any doubts that I was getting more attention and
getting laid more than any other wife in the city... probably in
the state.
Once David was home, Deric and I went back to being very
careful. We generally met no more than twice a week and usually
only once. Although he could have come over during working hours
every day, we thought that it was too risky with David in town
and now a high-level executive free to set his own hours. In
fact, he did often come home at odd hours just to get into me,
which was something that I really enjoyed. What wife wouldn't?
When I did see Deric during times when David was home, it was
almost always in the evening when I would tell my husband that I
need to make a trip to the grocery store when I had actually done
the shopping earlier in the day and had the groceries in the
trunk of my car. I also joined a book club and would sometimes
skip meetings to enjoy Deric's fabulous cock.
As the months passed, David settled into a routine... two weeks
at home followed by a three or four-day trip to one or two of the
plants that needed production decisions made that required
hands-on, on-site information. When David was gone on a trip,
Deric spent a lot of each day and every night in my bed with his
awesome cock buried inside me. Even after six months, we were
still going at it as hot and heavy as we had on David's first
trip. This was the result of my great body, which Deric loved,
his fantastic cock, which I wanted inside my pussy all the time,
and our enforced two-week abstinence when David was home. By the
time he left, we were both insatiable for each other.
I continued to service prospective clients for Deric.
Essentially, I seduced them into signing contracts. Most of the
time, I did this when David was out of town, but occasionally, I
would meet clients at Deric's home during the day while my
husband was working in his office. As more and more of these
clients signed on with Deric's company, they would often return
to view new products, renew contracts, and sometimes for no other
reason than to enjoy an evening of hot sex with me. When these
repeaters were combined with my efforts to entice new clients,
the number of cocks visiting my pussy continued to grow.
By the sixth month, I was entertaining two clients a week at
Deric's home during the day and when David was gone a four-day
trip, I usually got laid by four to six clients, sometimes two or
even three at a time. Nevertheless, Deric always made certain
that we had at least two days all to ourselves.
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Expanding the Business:
After David had been the Regional Production Manager for eight
months, we had saved up enough money from his much larger salary
to buy a new, elegant home. We also replaced my old Buick with a
new Camry. We had even begun discussing whether or not it was
time for us to start a family.
It had only been a week since David's last trip, and he didn't
have another one planned for another week, but one of the plants
in his district for some unexplained reasons had a sudden 20%
decrease in the productivity of their production line. As
Regional Manager, David was informed immediately. A full day
later, the news still wasn't good. The in-house engineering
staff had been unable to locate the problem, and they needed
help.
That night David broke the bad news to me. "I'm going to have
to take a couple of our engineers and fly out to their facility
the first thing in the morning. As soon as we determine the
problem, I'll give you a call, Honey, and let you know when I'll
be back."
"I understand, Darling. It's part of the job. Just come home
as soon as you can. I really miss you," I replied, but in the
back of my mind, I was already thinking about Deric's big cock.
David's plane left at 8:30 AM the following morning. At 1 PM,
Deric called me. "I've got bad news and good news, Denise. The
bad news is that your husband just called to tell me that they
had located the problem, and several sections of the line were
going to have to be replaced. David is going to stay over until
it's done and to see if he can find a way to keep production
going at a reduced pace during the repairs.."
"What's the good news?" I asked.
"The good news is that your husband is going to be staying over
until the repairs are finished and to see if he can find a way to
keep production going. He'll be gone at least three days."
"I hope that means you're planning to spend the next two nights
with me."
"At least two and maybe three if David has to stay for a fourth
day. Think you can handle me for three nights this soon after
your husband's last trip?"
"I can hardly wait to try, Lover."
"I do have a big problem with two prospective new clients who
arrived around noon. I was surprised when they called and said
they wanted to discuss switching their business to our firm since
they've never shown any interest before. If they sign with us,
it will be a first-rate expansion of our business."
"Why is that a problem, Deric? It sounds to me like it's great
news."
"It could be. But Jim and Marcus were pretty explicit about why
they were considering discussing a switch to our company. Do you
remember Howard Markman?"
"Of course I remember Howard. I should. I fucked him a half
dozen times over two days to convince him he should use your firm
as his supplier. And then three months later, he came to town
for another visit, and again he spent most of the night screwing
me. Is he back for another session with me?"
"No, no he isn't. But he's a close personal friend of Jim
Packard and Marcus Tolman, and apparently they're considering a
switch to our company at Howard's suggestion."
"So? I still don't see the problem."
"Howard suggested they switch suppliers because of the
opportunity to spend a night or two with you."
"Well, you know I would far rather spend the time with you,
Honey, but you also know that if you need some help with clients,
I always enjoy helping. Is their some problem with Jim and
Marcus? Are they old and fat and can't get it up?"
"No. In fact, they're both in their mid to late 30s and both
are ruggedly handsome guys. But they're both black, and they
both love married, white pussy. You haven't done a black client
for me, much less two, and I don't know how you feel about it.
If you prefer to pass, I'll make other arrangements."
"Let me see if I have this straight. You're not sure if I would
enjoy having two ruggedly handsome, powerful black studs fucking
me most of the night and making me cum probably a dozen times.
I think I might be able to manage that, Darling, provided you're
also at the party. When Jim and Marcus leave, I want your
awesome cock in me for the rest of the night. Think you can
handle sloppy tenths?"
"Wild horses couldn't keep me away."
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I was just getting ready to shower and make myself beautiful for
Deric and his clients when Deric called. It was 3:00.
"Can you be at my place by 7:30, Denise?"
"Sure. Everything going well with the clients?"
"Like silk. From the way they responded to my presentation, I
think it's a done deal provided they like the entertainment
tonight. Be certain to wear something hot but don't wear too
much."
"If those guys like white, married pussy as much as you say, I
don't think entertaining them will be a problem."
"I'm hoping so. We'll probably arrive around 8:00... depends on
how things go here at the office and with the contract
negotiations and how long it takes us to have dinner."
"I'll be ready. There is one thing I wanted to ask... are these
guys discreet or are they going to start bragging about the white
chick they nailed? I can't have this getting back to David.
Neither of us can."
"Absolutely! I checked these guys out before I called you
before. They're both married and from what I hear, if their
wives find out they've been cheating, both of them might end up
with no balls. I don't think that will be a problem. Besides
that, you know they're going to want a repeat performance from
time to time, and that's unlikely to happen if they shoot off
their mouths."
"Ok. I'll see you around 8:00. I don't mind helping you with
the clients, Lover. You know that, but I am really anxious to
have you in my bed."
"Not as anxious as I am. See you later."
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I let myself into Deric's home with my personal key he had given
me months before at the same time as I had given him a key to my
home. Although Deric had asked me to arrive at 7:30, I actually
got there around 7:00 PM. I couldn't be seen on the street
wearing what I had planned for the night, so I had to get to
Deric's early enough to give myself time to change. By 7:40, I
was ready.
When the three men arrived about ten minutes past 8 PM, the
first thing they saw when they entered the main living area was
me sitting in one of the bar chairs with my legs crossed wearing
a black garter belt, matching fishnet stockings, a brief thong, a
flimsy bra, and five-inch slutty heels.
"Took you guys long enough. I guess I must have been
misinformed," I said.
"Oh Man! You weren't kidding when you told us that she was a
stone fox. God! Fucking unbelievable!" Marcus gasped.
Jim was equally impressed adding, "Honey, if you're really
married like Deric says, I gotta say that your husband is the
luckiest dude on the planet. By the way, I'm Jim and this is my
friend and business partner Marcus. I'm guess... no, I'm hoping
that you're Denise."
I nodded and Deric asked, "What do you think you were you
misinformed about?"
"You told me that Jim and Marcus loved fucking white, married
pussies. Well, I've been waiting for an hour."
"Hell, I wanted to skip the dinner and come here as soon as we
had finished taking care of business, but Deric insisted. Said
we were gonna need food if we were gonna get through the night
alive."
That brought a throaty laugh from me as I slid off the bar chair
onto the floor. Slowly, I opened my legs and assumed a seductive
pose for the two black men. "Does
this white married pussy meet your expectations? If it does, I'm
certain that you're going to love doing business with Mr.
Randall."
"Looks like it," Jim said. "Course, we'll have to unwrap the
package first before we can be certain. How big are those tits?"
"They're 34DDs, Baby."
"They look bigger... maybe 38DDs or even 40DDs."
"That's because of my small body.'
"Small body, huh... think your small body can take nine inches
of hard, thick dick, Denise?" Marcus asked.
"Just take it slow at first until you're all the way in and I'll
be able to handle it, Lover."
"Jim's a tit man. Me, I like a woman's ass and legs. Turn
around so I can see yours."
Turning over onto my knees, I thrust my ass back in Jim's
direction. "How's this, Honey. Can you see my ass now? Do I
hump the way you like your women to hump?"
"What's not to like. You've got a great ass! Stand up so I can
see all of your legs, Denise."
Once I was standing, I spread my feet apart and bent over with
my hands holding onto the calf of my legs. For good measure, I
wiggled my ass seductive for him.
Both black men moved closer to me. Each bent their knees to get
the best possible view of my pussy peeking from between my
thighs. When I thought they had seen enough of my legs and
become more interested in my pussy, I turned around to face them
with my legs still open. "Is there anything else you guys would
like to see?" I asked as my fingers moved up and down the full
length of my panty-covered slit.
"Your cunt! Let's see that hot, white cunt, Baby," Marcus
growled as his hand squeezed his throbbing erection.
"Let's be fair about this, Guys. It's my turn to see what you
have for me inside your pants. Let's see those hard, black
cocks."
"Thought you'd never ask, Baby," Marcus replied. After removing
his shoes, socks, and shirt, Marcus unzipped his pants and pushed
them to his ankles along with his briefs. As soon as his cock
was released it surged outward pointing directly at me.
"You really think you can take my black schlong, Honey?"
"Oh fuck! That thing is huge! God!" I couldn't resist rubbing
my clit through my thong.
"That's the way, Slut. Look at my black cock spike and rub your
hot cunt!"
"Ooohhhh yesssssss," I hissed unable to tear my eyes away from
the 9-inch black snake that was aimed right at me.
"You think Marcus is hung? Take a look at this black cunt
stretcher, Bitch!" Jim invited. "Like it?"
Jim wasn't kidding. His cock was even bigger than Marcus' rod.
And it stood straight up... rigid and ready to sink into my
pussy. It was almost as big as Deric's.
Between the two of them, there had to be about 19 inches of
thick, hard black dick a few feet in front of me. I rubbed my
pussy even harder.
"Mmmmmmm... Ooohhh those big dicks look delicious."
"Then come over here and suck on me," Jim ordered. I took a
couple of steps in his direction, knelt in front of him and took
the bloated head into my mouth.
"AH YEAH! SUCK IT, SLUT. SUCK IT!"
"Oh fuck! The hot bitch is deep throating me! Oh gawd damn!
Don't believe it. She's taking all of it!"
While I was pleasuring Jim, Marcus moved behind me and unhooked
my bra. I didn't put up any resistance when he pulled it off my
shoulders and down my arms. Once my bra was gone, his large
hands circled my body and captured both of my tits. As I worked
on Jim's dick, Marcus worked on my tits and nipples... squeezing,
pulling, and twisting them. Before Jim's load poured into my
throat and gushed out the corners of my mouth, the two men had me
thrusting my hips in seductive fuck motions.
As soon as Jim's orgasm ebbed and he had pulled his semi-hard
dick out of my mouth, Marcus bent me over and thumped his hard
shaft against my ass like it was a club.
"I'm so fucking hard now, it hurts," Marcus moaned.
"You know the best cure for that, Honey. Take off my panties
and fuck with that big, hard cock."
I didn't have to ask him twice. A moment later, I felt my
panties being pulled over my hips and down my thighs. When they
were bunched between my knees, I raised up just enough for him to
slide them beneath my knees and down my calves. As soon as he
had them off, I moved my knees far apart and again lowered my
head. The big cock head split my pussy lips, slid up and down my
soaked sex trench, and then began stretching the opening to my
pussy.
"Oh yeah, Stud. Stretch me open with big cock... aaaaahhhh...
OOohhhh fuck... IT'S GOING INNNNN!! UUUNNNN.... YESSSS... You're
in meeeeeee.... fucking me! Give it to me! FUCK ME THAT BIG
BLACK COCK!"
Marcus thrust his hips forward while he held my hips and jerked
my pussy back onto his cock. The huge shaft split me open and
raced down my hole thudding hard into my cervix.
"GGGGHHHAAAAAAA!! UUNNGGHH!"
"I'm all the way in you, Slut. Take my dick!" he grunted as he
pulled back and then slammed back into me a second time bringing
even louder female grunts of pleasure from my lips.
"I'm taking it, you big-cocked stud. Ram it to meeeeeeeeee!!"
Marcus was so turned and hot, that he didn't last more than a
few minutes before I felt his dick ramming into the bottom of my
hole where he kept it buried as he throbbed in hard spasms. As
the load rose up from his balls, he began pumping me with short
hard thrusts as his sex gun fired into my pussy.
As Marcus unloaded inside my pussy, I saw Deric sitting in a
lounge chair just across from me, He had his huge dick in his
hand jacking off as the two black clients were using me. Of
course, I was using them too, and that what had Deric's shaft
iron hard. So far, he had been edging himself... jerking his rod
until it was just about to explode and then backing off before
doing it again.
Watching my lover jerking off to my being thoroughly fucked by
the two black studs almost made me climax. If Marcus had been
able to pump me another half dozen times before shooting off, I
would have been cumming right along with him. As it was, my
vagina was still throbbing with need when Marcus pulled his
deflating dick out of my pussy. My clitoris was erect and
hard... I knew I would cum explosively if I just rubbed it for a
minute or so.
Fortunately, I didn't have to do that since Jim's shaft was
already hard again from watching his friend fucking me.
"Turn around," he ordered. "Show me that hot, cum-filled pussy,
Denise. I want to fuck it. NOW! Suck on Marcus' dick while I
screw you."
Quickly, I did an 180 degree turn to present my pussy to Jim.
At the same time, Marcus grasped my head in his large hands and
pulled my mouth down to his soft organ. I sucked him balls deep
immediately. Although flaccid, his prick twitched inside my
mouth as I moved my lips back and forth. Very quickly, his penis
started to swell and throb already well on its way to becoming a
hard cock.
Jim's cock rammed into my cunt. Six or seven inches of black
meat filled me.
"OOMMPPFFF!!"
He pulled back until only two inches filled my eager pussy. His
hips snapped forward sending seven inches of dick into my wet
hole. Squelching noises filled the room
"UUNNGGHH! OOMMPPFF!"
Jim pulled back again fucked my cunt full of meat... this time
probably eight inches of dick. Marcus' shaft was now almost
fully erect and pressing against my throat demanding entrance.
The thick cock pounded into me again... this time I felt Jim's
balls slap my ass as he gave me all nine inches of his dick.
"GGGHHHAAAAA!" I screamed with the intensity of the feeling
surging through my tightly plugged vagina and my throbbing
clitoris. Marcus took full advantage of my open mouth to plunge
his tool into my throat.
"AAAHHH! OOO0HHH! UNNGHH! CUMMING! GGGHHAAAAA!! EEEEEEEE!!"
"She's cumming, Marcus! She's cumming on my cock. Her cunt's
squeezing me like a fucking vise!!"
"Oh hell yes! I'm all the way down her throat. You ready to
blast your load into her cunt hole, Man?"
"Oh yeah! Can't hold back. You ready to fill her belly and
mouth?"
"Yeah! Shoot it into her! I'M CUMMING IN HER MOUTH! SHOOT
IT!"
"FUCK YES! SHOOTING IT UP HER CUNT HOLE!! NOW! UNGH! UNGH!
UNGH! LOAD'S GOING INNNNNNNNN! AAAAHHHHH FUCK!"
"Oh yeah! Give it to her. Fuck her hard," Deric yelled from
across the room. I looked just in time to see his cock shooting
out one thick gush of cum after another. As his cock exploded
his load, he screamed for Jim to cum inside my cunt.
"CUM IN HER CUNT, MAN! PUMP IT IN! AAAHHHH FUCK!"
As the two men ejaculated into me, my orgasm seemed to go on and
on. Maybe, the intense fucking made me cum a second and a third
time, but it seemed like one intense, long orgasm. Marcus was
the first to withdraw. Jim kept his cock inside me for another
few minutes enjoying the erotic sensations of my vagina quivering
and throbbing around his still semi-hard rod.
When Jim finally pulled out of my widely stretched pussy, I
rolled onto my back and lay there breathing deeply... almost
panting... trying to catch my breath. I could feel the thick
river of semen sliding out of my vagina and cascading downward
between my buttocks before it formed a pool on the floor.
At that point, the men took a break, and while Deric fixed
drinks for everyone, they were busy discussing how tight my pussy
was and how hard I had cum on their dicks.
"She's one hot piece of ass, Deric," Marcus commented. "If we
sign a contract with your company, is she gonna be available
whenever we come over for a visit?"
"You'll need to coordinate visits with the times her husband is
traveling on business. That's about twice a month for a few days
each time. If you give me a call, I can let you know when he
will be out of town."
"I can't get over how tight her cunt is. It felt like she was
gonna squeeze my dick off."
"If you think her pussy is tight, Jim, just wait until you get
into her ass. Now that's tight, and I'm talking TIGHT!"
"Do you fuck her a lot?"
"Whenever her husband's on a trip, I hardly do anything else."
"I hear you, Man. She's just drop dead gorgeous."
I knew I should be mortified to be lying there almost naked with
two thick loads of semen running out of my pussy and another one
pooled inside my stomach while the three men discussed how hot
and tight my pussy is and how good a piece of ass I am, but all
it did was excite me. Whenever Jim or Marcus would look over at
me, I couldn't keep from spreading my legs wider for him as I
cupped my tits.
When I got up off the floor and started for the bathroom, Jim
stopped me by asking, "Where are going, Denise. The party's just
getting started."
"To the bathroom, Honey. I need to clean up and pee."
"Don't take too long."
Once in the bathroom, I relieved my bladder and then washed my
pussy. After combing my hair and fixing my makeup, I was about
to leave when I remembered Deric's comment about how tight my ass
was. I had already purged my bowels earlier but as an added
precaution, I lubed myself with astroglide and then inserted the
neck of the bottle inside my rectum and squeezed it three times.
My precautions proved to be well advised because as soon as I
returned to the den, Marcus was all over me. His thick lips
crushed against mine as his hands cupped my ass. Two fingers
entered my ass and worked back and forth, stretching me. His
powerful hands pressed my pussy against his fully erect tool as
he dry fucked me with powerful thrusts.
"Bend over the bar, Baby. Big cock's going in," he grunted.
As soon as he had me bent over the bar, he kicked my feet apart
and drove his thick shaft into my cunt.
"OOoohhhh aaaaahhhhh! Fuck me, Stud. Fuck me," I hissed as I
took 8 inches of black meat.
"Oh yeah... Hot wet fuck hole. Love it," he grunted after
driving his shaft all the way into the bottom of my vagina.
"Put your right leg up on the bar," he ordered while already
lifting my leg into the position he wanted.
With my leg up on the bar, I was spread wide open. The thick
shaft plunged into my pussy in hard, rapid strokes bringing
shrill cries from my lips. As wet as I was, his piston soon
filled the room with squelching noises on every entry.
Without any warning, Marcus jerked his cock out of my pussy and
pressed it against my anus. From across the room, I heard both
Jim and Deric urging Marcus to put it into my ass. He pushed
hard sinking the big head into my rectum. I heard myself groan.
After sinking four or five inches into me, he pulled out.
"No...no! Put it back it, Honey. Give it to me!"
Again the big head forced its way inside my anus... this time
with much less effort than before. Marcus easily drove seven
inches down my slick, lubricated channel.
"Aaaahhh gawd! So fucking big... Unnghhh... ooohhhhh you're
fucking meeeeeeee!"
When he withdrew his shaft a second time, my anus stayed open...
gaping... begging him to stick it back inside me. The next time,
he entered my ass as easily as he had entered my vagina. His
entire nine inches plunged into my hole. Then he began fucking
me, and I began to wail as he made me cum.
"Oh gawd... AAHHHH... ASS FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG DICK, STUD...
UNNGGHH! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! YOU'RE ALL THE WAY IN
MEEEEEEE!"
It didn't take me long to cum on Marcus' huge shaft. As hard as
my rectum and pussy were contracting, I was shocked when Marcus
pulled his tool out without shooting off inside me.
"Mount Jim's cock, Baby. Now!" he ordered.
Turning, I saw Jim lying on the floor, his cock a rigid,
flagpole jutting straight up. Juices seeped from the bloated
head. "You heard him, Denise. Fuck yourself on my dick!"
Straddling his hips, I slowly lowered myself over his hard sex
spike. "Do you want my cunt or my ass, Honey?" I asked when his
cock was just a inch away from my openings.
"Cunt hole, Baby. Take my dick!"
In my position, I couldn't see Jim's cock so my first effort
caused his cock to butt against my hard clitoris bringing a sharp
cry of pleasure from me. Although I couldn't see, I could
certainly feel the big head moving over my engorged clit sending
shivers through me. Sliding forward slightly, the big plunger
slid through my sex trench to my opening. Jim felt it too and
thrust upward spearing me with five inches of black meat.
Once he was inside me, I began to work his dick with my
vagina... squeezing him and sliding my pussy up and down his
meat. Every time I squeezed him, he groaned and arched his ass
trying to get into me even deeper. But I was in control now.
All he could do was groan and try to pull me down on his shaft.
However, he was determined, and I really didn't want to resist.
In less than a minute, his cock was fully encased inside my
widely stretched pussy.
"Hot cunt hole! Take it, Slut! Take my dick! UUNNGHHH!
UNNGGHH! FUCK ON IT!"
As Jim drove his lance into my pussy, Deric moved beside us and
whispered, "Bend over his body, Denise. Marcus needs to get his
cock back inside your ass."
"Oh my god!" I hissed back at him. "Both of them at once... I
don't know, Honey. I've never had that much cock in me at the
same time."
"You'll love it. Bend over. Jim will pull your ass open and
Marcus will slip right in. Do it."
I could never refuse Deric anything. Dutifully, I bent over
Jim's body, and like clockwork, his hands moved to my ass cheeks
and spread them open exposing my lubricated and now stretched
asshole. I felt Marcus straddling my hips and then lowering his
body. His cockhead easily penetrated my anus and raced down my
rectum. The two men set up a rhythm and began double fucking me
with over 18 inches of black cock.
Within a minute, I had an intense orgasm that was quickly
followed by a second one. The loud grunts of the two men filled
the room masking my higher-pitched female cries. Again and
again, the two studs made me climax until they had me babbling
incoherently.
"Let's flip her over," Jim suggested. "We don't want to cook
her too long on one side. I think we need to turn her over."
The two men grasped me firmly around my waist.
"Ok. I'm ready," Jim warned. "You got your cock in her all the
way?"
"Hell yes. I'm buried balls deep in her ass. You all the way
up her cunt?"
"Yeah... I'm all the way in her. We'll turn her over on the
count of three."
Both men ground their dicks even more firmly into the bottom of
my holes as Jim counted down from three. Then, the two of them
flipped me into missionary position as easily as they would have
flipped a pancake over on the griddle. Marcus was now under me
with his dick sunk into my ass while Jim was plunging his into my
cunt.
Marcus held my body steady with his hands on my waist while I
extended my arms behind my body to the floor to brace myself and
take their hard thrusts. With my shoulders pulled back, my tits
were thrust into Jim's face. The force of the fucking had them
bouncing like crazy.
The friction those two huge dicks exerted on my clit, G-spot,
and the walls of my pussy was intense. Every time one cock
withdrew pulling my membranes out with it, the other dick slammed
into me.
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Family Planning:
When David entered his 14th month as Regional Production
Director, Deric called me on my cell phone around 10 AM one
Wednesday morning. I was a little surprised since David had just
returned from a trip that Sunday and had been essentially
insatiable since. As soon as he came in from work, he was on me
and in me. We hardly had time to eat.
"Hi, Honey. Are you busy with something or do you have some
time to talk?"
"I always have time to talk to my Number One Lover, Darling.
But you know David has been banging me constantly since he got
back on Sunday evening. He's so wired and turned on, he might
cut work to come home for more sex. So, it's probably not a good
idea for you come over."
"I realize that. You know, Denise, it's just as hard for me to
stay away from you when David's home as it is for him to leave
you when he goes on trips."
"Well, I've only got one pussy, Lover. I wish I had two... one
for each of my men, but since I don't, the two of you have to
share. I know I'm getting the best of the deal, but that's one
of the perks that comes with being a woman."
"That's sort of what I wanted to discuss with you this morning.
Can you come by my place at 11 AM? You might leave David a note
saying that you're going shopping just in case he does decide to
come home."
"I'll be there at 11, Lover."
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As I drove to Deric's home, I was grinning. I was sure that he
was horny and wanted to fuck me. We wouldn't have much time, but
it would still be very erotic to fuck Deric in the morning and
then my husband later that afternoon. I would just have to clean
up before David came home and then be sure to use my vaginal
muscles to keep a lot pressure on his cock when he was screwing
me so he wouldn't notice that I had been stretched recently by a
very large cock.
Deric met me at the front door, and I was in his arms with his
lips caressing mine in a loving, tender kiss as soon as I was
inside his house. I found myself wishing for the millionth time
that I could be married to both men.
When our lips parted, I whispered, "TF or FF?"
His deep, masculine laugh sent tingles through me as it always
did. "You think I lured you over here to ravish your awesome
body, don't you?"
"A girl can always hope... right?"
"Sure, but this time, you might be disappointed. I'd like to
TF... talk first. Ok?"
"Sure. I'll give you 30 minutes before I jump you. After 30
minutes, look out."
Again, Deric laughed. "Ok. I've been appropriately warned. I
need to lead into this gradually. Going back to our phone
discussion, I know I have to share you with David and vice versa.
I can handle that, but my problem is that I don't get equal time
with you. David is out of town about seven days a month ...
sometimes eight or nine... and then he's home for the other 21 to
23 days. So he gets you about three times as much as I do."
"I know, Darling, but that's just the way it is. It's the best
we can do. Besides, it's not quite that uneven. When David's
home, we always manage to see each other and fuck once or twice a
week ... like this morning... even if it has to be sort of a
quickie."
"That's true, but even considering that, it's still uneven."
"It is, but as I said, there's not much we can do about it.
David's not the sharing type of guy. If he were, we could all
live together. But he isn't."
"I know, and actually, I find the present arrangement probably
more erotic than living together. Illicit sex is always hotter,
don't you think?" I grinned and agreed... fully aware of how wet
my pussy was at the moment.
"To get to the point, I've come up with an idea that will even
up the scales, so to speak."
"I'm all ears," I replied.
"Well, not all ears. You do have two gorgeous, huge tits, a
fantastic ass, great legs, a beautiful face, and of course, an
incredibly hot, tight cunt."
My vagina throbbed hard... soaking my panties. God... I wasn't
sure I could wait the 30 minutes I had promised Deric.
"I know you want a family, Denise, and I think it's time you got
started. You and David have been married for six years, he has a
great job and a huge income that will increase still further when
I make him the next Executive VP and Assistant to the CEO as soon
as Morrison retires."
"David wants to start a family. He's asked me several times,
but I've put him off because I thought it would interfere with my
time with you. I don't want to give you up any more than I have
to."
"I don't think that will be a problem. When the children are
young, we can be together when David is out of town, and they
won't be aware. When they get older, we'll have the entire day
when they're in school, and we can always get a baby sitter.
When they get older, you can tell them that you're going out with
some of your female friends. We can handle it, Honey. We have
to."
"I do want children, of course, but I don't see how that evens
the scales of your time with me. If anything, it reduces it ...
at least somewhat."
Deric was silent for several minutes... obviously thinking of
how to say what he wanted to say. Finally, he spoke. "David has
something I don't have ... more time with you than I have. I
need to have something with you that he doesn't have to even the
scales. I want to be the father of your children... all of them.
There! I've said it."
I was stunned. Now it was my turn to sit there silently.
Eventually, I stammered, "But how? David would know. It would
ruin everything!"
"No. He won't know. Hear me out, Honey. First, David and I
have the same eye color, the same skin tone, the same color of
hair, We both have good builds, and we both have well above
average intelligence. The appearance of the children will give
nothing away."
"I realized that as soon as you told me you wanted to father my
children. But David's not stupid. If I stop fucking him while
you get me pregnant, he will know, and if I don't stop fucking
him, there will be no guarantee as to who the father will be."
"I have that worked out. The first step is for you see your
gynecologist to plot your periods and determine precisely when
your fertile periods will begin and end. Once we know that, you
and David agree to start a family. He will be delighted, of
course. You tell him that as soon as your next period ends,
you'll stop taking the pill, which you do. David is now fucking
your unprotected pussy, but you're not in the fertile part of you
cycle yet. After a week, I will have arranged for a week-long
general meeting of the Corporate Directors to plan our
production, sales, and marketing strategies for the coming fiscal
year. David will out of town for a week... the week during which
your fertile period occurs. We will fuck six times a day during
that week to ensure that you're pregnant before David returns.
If by some chance you don't get pregnant, you go back on the pill
without telling David until we can arrange a second chance to do
it again."
"Honey, I don't have to tell you that I would love to have your
children, but David will realize that I got pregnant when he was
out of town."
"No way. It's not that precise. As soon as he returns, you
tell him you've been taking your temperature and your
gynecologist says you're now in the most fertile part of your
cycle. The two of you fuck like rabbits and lo and behold... he
gets you pregnant. It's essentially fail safe. And although
none of your kids will never know, your male children will sing
your praises if they did."
Now, it was my turn to laugh. "You think they'll enjoy having
big cock genes, huh?"
"They'll love it! Nothing excites women like the sight of a
big, hard, thick cock. Don't you agree?" Deric unzipped his
pants and extracted his powerful, rock-hard erection.
"You're hard! What got you so hard?" I asked in a stunned but
very pleased voice.
"You always get me hard, Denise, but thinking about getting you
pregnant gets me harder than I've ever been before. Now what
were you saying about that 30 minutes?"
Five minutes later, I was having multiple orgasms riding Deric's
hard cock. We were both so turned on by the thought that soon he
would be shooting his loads into my unprotected pussy neither of
us could hold back our climaxes. Of course, I was having many
more climaxes than Deric, but even so, he had emptied his balls
into my hot hole three times before he ever pulled out of me.
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After dinner that evening, I brought up the subject of starting
a family. At first, David was totally surprised since I had
turned him down on that subject quite a few times in the past.
When his initial shock abated, he was elated but wasn't sure that
I was serious.
"Really? You're not just teasing me? You really do want to
start a family?"
"I think we can easily afford it, and I also think your position
is stable enough that we don't have to worry about moving to new
jobs all the time. So... yes. I'm very serious, but it takes
two you know. How about you?"
"I would love to have a family, Denise. For a long time, I've
thought you were holding back because you didn't care to endure
the pain and the risk of childbirth. If that's the case, I'm
perfectly happy to adopt. Would you prefer adoption?"
"You really wouldn't mind not being the biological father of the
child?"
"Not at all. I just want to hear the patter of little feet and
the happy laugh of children."
"Ok, then, we're a go," I replied.
"For adoption you mean?"
"No. I want a big hard cock to shoot my unprotected pussy full
of cum and knock me up, Baby."
"I think I can manage that," David grinned. "How do we start?"
"I go see my gynecologist to make sure I'm fertile and find out
when my fertile periods will be during my cycle. Then, after I
finish my next period, I stop taking birth control pills. At
that point, you start keeping my pussy full of cum 24/7. I know
that's going to be a tough job, but some guy has to do it, Baby.
So Man-Up and make sure your wife stays well fucked."
"Well, it sounds like I'm going to be married to a tough
taskmaster, but as you say, I'll just have to man-up."
"And one more thing, don't you dare let me catch you jacking
off... all that cum belongs to me, Honey. Understand? Are we
clear?"
"Crystal, Darling. Crystal."
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"What did he say?" Deric asked.
"He's elated. I knew he would be. I told him he would have to
man up and make sure my pussy stayed full of semen 24/7. He even
offered to adopt rather have me endure the pain and risk of
childbirth. He said he didn't care who the biological father
was. He just wanted to hear the patter of little feet."
"Actually, it would be more effective for him to abstain from
sex until your fertile period so his seminal vesicles and balls
would be filled with a huge amount of semen and sperm that he
could shoot into you at just the right time."
"I know that, but we're better off if he's screws me constantly.
He's certain to believe with all the times he fucked me, it's
obvious that he's the one who got me pregnant. But speaking of
saving up and abstaining... how about you?"
"From the time your next period starts until David leaves for
the general meeting of the Regional Directors, I'm going to be
the mirror image of a celibate monk."
"Think you can manage that?"
"I'll just have to man up, like you told David."
"But I don't think there's any reason for you to be celibate
before I start my next period, Darling," I whispered in his ear.
"Mmmmmm... is your pussy wet and hot?"
"Always when you're around, Lover. Come on, put a load in my
pussy. Show me how you're going to knock me up."
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Before I started my next period, Deric and I had revamped and
improved our plan. The main addition was his purchase of a
fertility monitor for me to use secretly. The monitor measured
the levels of estrogen and luteinizing hormone or LH, for short.
Maximum fertility is attained when LH reaches its maximum and the
day before. By also measuring estrogen levels, the monitor was
not only able to predict my two more fertile days but also and
additional 5 days surrounding those two.
With my 28-day natural cycle period, measuring from the first
day of the menstrual cycle, my gynecologist informed me that I
would be pretty much infertile for the first 12 days. Since my
menstruation typically lasts four days, that gave me eight days
from the end of my period to have sex with minimal risk of
pregnancy. Starting on the 13th day through the 21st day, I was
in the fertile portion of my cycle with the most fertile days
usually coming on the 16th and 17th days. That's where the
fertility monitor is important. It would predict the two most
fertile days and identify another five of reasonably high
probability.
In addition to the monitor, we planned for me to have intensive
sex with David starting at the end of my period on day four up to
day ten. So David would be screwing me as often as he could get
it up for six days. At that point, I would suddenly come down
with a terrible cold that would lay me up for the next four days
making me unavailable for sex.
Deric had the Directors' Conference set scheduled to begin on
day 14 of my cycle making it necessary for David to depart the
afternoon of the day 13. That night I would make a miraculous
recovery and be wet and ready for my lover who hadn't ejaculated
for two weeks.
On day 14 through day 20, Deric would keep me stuffed with his
sperm-filled semen. and on the two days the monitor indicated I
was at my most fertile time, we planned to stay in bed day and
night. Except when Deric was fucking me and giving me another
dose of his sperm, I would stay in bed on my back, my knees
elevated, with the opening to my pussy blocked with a
"contraception promoter", generally called a CP. The CP blocked
my vagina and kept the sperm up against my womb. Deric liked to
call the CP my "cunt plug".
Finally, Deric had also purchased two kits, one to test for
pregnancy and a second to test for my fertile days as a back up
to the monitor.
Starting from the first day of my period, my husband was like a
bronco rider sitting on his mount waiting for the chute to open.
He was determined to ride me hard and stay in the saddle until I
was bred.
I had no doubts that my husband would have knocked me up good
and proper if the cards hadn't been stacked against him. As soon
as my period ended, he was on me, his rampant cock rammed deep
inside my pussy. We had agreed to fuck only in the missionary
position so his seed would pool in the bottom of my pussy. In
addition, the position allowed me to lock my legs around his hips
so that he was fucking almost straight down into my very wet,
very receptive pussy. The position ensured that he would be
firing his load right into the neck of my womb. Of course, since
I was not fertile at the time, none of his little swimmers had
any chance of finding an egg to fertilize.
As planned, I came down with a bad cold 10 days after the start
of my period. The sneezing powder I would occasionally inhale
worked its magic by causing sneezing fits. It also made my eyes
water.
On day 11, David was very concerned. "Jesus, Honey. You look
miserable. Is there anything I can do for you?"
"It's just a cold, David. I'll be fine. I don't feel worth a
damn, but it will pass. By the time you get back from the
Directors' meeting, I'll be well and ready to start working on
making a baby again. Who knows. We might get lucky. In fact,
as much as you've been fucking me, we may have already gotten
lucky."
"You buy one of those pregnancy tests and find out."
"I know, but I'd rather not. This way, you're going to be
fucking my brains out for the next month or so. And I really
like that. We can find out later if I'm pregnant. After all, it
doesn't matter whether we know now or later. If you've knocked
me up, then I'm pregnant whether we know it or not."
With my bad cold, I didn't drive David to the airport. He drove
his own car and parked it in the covered lot at the airport. His
plane left at 4 PM of the 13th day.
Deric called me at 4:30. "I just called the airport and got
confirmation that David's plane departed a few minutes late.
He's on his way and so am I."
"Hurry! I'm so hot ... so ready for you. Are you hard?"
"My cock feels like a iron bar I'm so hard for you. I'll be
there in 10 minutes."
"Be safe but please hurry. I'm naked. I'm sitting on the couch
with my legs wide open. I can't keep my fingers off my clit or
out of my pussy."
When Deric let himself into our home, I was waiting in the den
stark naked except for my heels, which he had insisted that I
wear. As he entered, I moved my legs further apart and cupped my
tits for him.
He began shedding his clothes immediately. When his cock surged
into the open, the sight of that huge phallus that was going to
pump endless streams of sperm-loaded semen into my eager pussy
made my clit throb. It took him less than a minute to strip.
His eyes were devouring me as he approached, his cock rigid,
hard, standing almost straight up.
Eagerly, I fell onto the couch and scooted forward until my hips
were right at the edge. Steepling my knees, I spread my pussy
open in invitation and hissed, "Hurry! Mount me. Fuck me!"
"Let's take this to the bedroom," he suggested.
"NO! NOW! HERE! I can't wait. Put it in me, damn you. Fuck
me!"
After hoisting my legs up onto his shoulders to bring my vagina
into fucking position, he swabbed the big helmet through my
swampy wetness of my pussy and then drove it all the way to the
bottom of my channel on the first thrust. I grunted when it
banged into my womb with masculine authority.
"UUNNGGHH! BIG COCK... FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!"
"It's not all the way in yet. Still two more inches to go."
"Give them to me. All of it. In me. NOW!"
I groaned when the huge shaft was pulled out. I could feel my
lips being stretched outward as they clung to the sides of his
cock as it was removed from my eager hole. I arched my hips, and
Deric drove them down into the cushion with another deep thrust.
"AAAHHHHH GOD! I LOVE YOUR COCK!"
Again, he pulled out and thrust into my body a third time. This
time, I felt his balls slap against my upturned ass as all 10
inches of cock disappeared into my pussy.
The fucking was intense... hard. I came explosively in less than
a minute. The sensuous contractions of my vagina fired his
libido to an even higher lever.
"Hot wet hole. I'm gonna keep you filled with cum the entire
week," he hissed as his big shaft began slowly pumping into my
pussy."
"Ooohhhh god yes... fuck me, Lover. Fuck me and fill me."
Deric picked up the pace and began driving long, hard thrusts
into the bottom of my vagina. Again and again, the thick shaft
powered into me until I was screeching on every entry.
"Love being inside you... so hot.... so wet... so tight... so
luscious. Hard to keep from exploding as soon as I put it in
you."
"Fuck me harder, Lover. Bang my cunt... HARD!"
"Like this?" He hammered into me like a pile driver making me
grunt, then gasp, and finally making me scream as my clitoris
erupted from the friction of Deric's huge shaft.
"I'm cumming, Lover... I'M CUMMING!! Shoot it in. Cum inside
my cunt.
Breed me, Stud. BREED MEEEEEEEEEEE!"
"Oh hell YES! Shooting it innnnnnnnnn! Take it!"
"Oh god! You're cumming inside me. I can feel your big cock
pumping cum into my cunt... GIVE IT TO ME!"
Deric continued to ejaculate inside me for a long time. Even
after his body collapsed on top of me, I could still feel his
tool jerking inside me. After several minutes he raised himself
on his outstretched arms and grinned down at me.
"I wouldn't be surprised if I just got you pregnant, Honey.
That was a huge load I just pumped into you."
"Maybe, but it was just the first day of my somewhat fertile
time. But who knows. Just be sure though, I want you keep
fucking me, Lover."
"I intend to," he grinned as he pulled his still semi-erect dick
out of my vagina. Instantly, my pussy contracted and a thick
stream of semen poured out.
"Oh Lover! You really did unload in me. You'd better get the
CP and put it in."
"Good idea. Cunt plug coming up."
"It's a CP... a conception promoter," I laughed.
"It may promote conception, but if it looks like a cunt plug, if
it fits like cunt plug, it functions like a cunt plug... by
god... It's a cunt plug," he said as he laughed along with me.
When Deric pushed the large cylinder into my cum-filled vagina, I
groaned.
"OOOhhhh uuuummmmmmmm!"
"Jesus! You are one hot woman. You just had three orgasms and
got your pussy flooded with cum and as soon as I push in a CP,
you groan and moan like you haven't been fucked in months."
"That's your fault... you handsome stud with the huge, magic
cock."
"How about your handsome stud making us some lunch while you
keep your legs up and back? Then, we'll take this to the bedroom
and give you a second helping of semen."
"There's lunch meat, corned beef, and tuna fish in the fridge.
Crackers and rye bread are in the pantry. I'll have tuna fish
with crackers and sweet pickles."
"Pickles? You're not pregnant yet, Honey."
"I know. Can you imagine what I'm gonna want for lunch when I
am?"
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I kept my legs elevated as I ate. When I needed more of
something, Deric already had it for me before I even asked.
"Mmmmm... a girl could get used to this type of service, Lover."
"Lazy slut! You're gonna love the service I provide."
"Promises... promises. My tummy is full, Honey. Take me to the
bedroom and fill my pussy."
Deric carried me into the bedroom and put me on my back sideways
in the bed with my ass at the edge. "Want me to get you hard
with my mouth, Honey?" I asked.
"No need. I'm already hard as a rock, but next time, I'll may
need some of that type of assistance."
"Anytime, Stud. You can use my mouth or any other part of me
anytime you want."
"Right now, I want this hot cunt!" He emphasized his desire by
grasping my ankles and hoisting them up high in the air. I
pulled the CP out of my pussy at the same time as he moved closer
and aligned his big sex gun with my opening. Once again, I
hissed with hot pleasure as his thick rod disappeared inside me.
In spite of the huge load he had given me 45 minutes earlier,
Deric's cock felt like an iron rebar as it plunged into my
depths. I never stopped moaning and shrieking as he fucked me.
"Ooohhhh yesss! I love the way you fuck me. Ram it deep,
Lover. UUNNGGHH! OOHH GAWD DAMN! FUCK IT... FUCK IT... FUCK
IT!!"
This time, Deric plowed me for at least 15 minutes before his
strokes became more frantic and deeper. Finally, he was hitting
into me with short, hard jabs. When his orgasm erupted, I
thought I could actually feel the hard spurts against my cervix.
I knew it was the head of his cock I was feeling, but it was so
erotic to imagine that I could feel his big load splashing into
me. This time, he had the CP ready when he withdrew so that,
except the semen that clung to his shaft, not a drop escaped my
pussy.
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Deric spent every night with me and most of every day. All we
did was eat, fuck, and tease one another. There was hardly a
moment when I didn't have several loads of semen soaking my womb.
When David called me in the evening or when I called him, Deric
was always fucking me. It was like a magic signal... as soon as
the phone would ring, his cock would surge to full erection, and
he would put it in me before I answered the phone. He was very
careful to be quiet and to screw me slowly so I wouldn't groan or
even worse, climax, while taking to my husband. It was
incredibly erotic and sexy to be talking to my husband about him
getting me pregnant when he came home while my other main man was
already getting the job done.
When we decided it was time for another cum injection, I would
go down on him. Sucking a cock as big as Deric's was such a
thrill that I was enjoying getting him hard almost as much as I
was enjoying the hot fucking he was giving me.
When the fertility monitor and the tests indicated that I was in
my most fertile two days, Deric outdid himself. Again and again,
he screwed me, each time shooting in copious amounts of semen.
Every time he put his cock inside me, he made certain that I was
on my back with my legs up. After awhile, I just assumed the
position automatically.
On the first of my two most-fertile days, Deric screwed me eight
times, the most any one man had ever given it to me in my life.
I didn't think he could possibly duplicate that that feat on the
second day, but he did. My vagina was awash in his semen. Even
on the two days following my two most fertile days, he screwed me
five times.
On the day before David's return, I told Deric I was really
tired of the missionary position. "How about doing me doggy,
Lover?" I pleaded.
"Never let it be said that Deric Randall turned down such a
desperate plea from a woman in dire need," he replied.
"You're all heart, Lover."
"It's not my heart you want in your hot pussy, Honey. Let's do
it."
"Just a moment. David's coming home tomorrow so let's make this
last sperm injection a huge one."
"And how do you intend to manage that? My balls can only
produce so much you know."
"I know, but we can get right to the edge several dozen times
during the day but not let you shoot off. By midnight, your
seminal vesicles and balls should have generated a monster load
for you shoot into me. How about it? Think can handle that?"
"I don't know. I've never even tried to do that. But I'm game
if you are."
Deric proved to be up to the task. I sucked his cock to the
edge again and again until he was groaning with the need to
ejaculate, but he managed to hold back. He would put me on my
side or in doggy position and fuck me like a wild bull but pull
out just as he was reaching the point of no return.
It was nearly midnight when he announced that his balls hurt so
much, he had to shoot off. "Ok. Lets see how much you can pump
into my pussy, Baby. I want it in doggy position. You can have
the CP ready to plug me once your balls are empty."
I scrambled onto the bed and got in doggy position with my ass
right at the edge. I grinned at my lover, slapped my ass, and
hissed, "Fuck my cunt full of hot jizz, Stud!"
Deric's load was huge. It filled my pussy full and gushed out
around his cock. Even when he pulled out, he was still shooting
all over my pussy. Pushing back inside me, he pumped even more
cum into me.
When David returned the next day, he was disappointed and
worried to find that I had now come down with some food
poisoning. Of course, I was perfectly healthy, but we wanted to
make certain that if I was pregnant, it wouldn't be his. Three
days later, when I was well into my infertile time, David began
screwing me twice a day.
When my period was late, Deric and I decided that I should use a
pregnancy test. I couldn't decide, and still to this day don't
know which of the two of us was the most nervous as I peed on the
test strip. The test was positive and when I told David that he
had knocked me up with all that fucking before he left for the
meeting, he was overjoyed.
Nine months later, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl whom
David and I named Corrine Ann Blanchard. Two years later, Deric
and I used a similar strategy, and this time, it was a boy for
the three of us. I suggested we name him Derrick Martin
Blanchard, which David thought was a wonderful name.
After Derrick's birth, I had my tubes tied so I wouldn't have to
worry about unwanted pregnancies in the future.
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Ten Years Later:
Until Corrine was almost six years old and Derrick four, things
worked just as Deric had said they would. When David was in
town, Deric would visit me during working hours and fuck me while
the children were taking their naps. If they were playing in our
spacious back yard, I would watch them while leaning over bracing
myself on the window sill with Deric's big cock socking in and
out of my eager pussy.
During David's out of town trips, Deric would come over after
the children were asleep for the night, and we would spend all
night trying our best to screw each other's brains out. In the
morning, he would give his morning wood and then wait in the
bedroom while I fed the children and got them settled down in
front of the TV watching cartoons. He usually banged me at least
twice more before leaving for work.
When the children got older and started school, it became easier
for Deric and me. They were gone over seven hours a day and when
David was out of town, we spent most of that seven hours fucking.
When he was in town working in his office, Deric would come over
twice a week for bedroom fun, or I would meet him at his place.
Surprisingly, the children's presence reduced sex with David
more than it did with Deric. That was because my husband thought
it would be harmful to the children if they saw us making love.
No matter how hard I tried to convince him that it would be a
good thing for the kids to occasionally see or hear us having
sex, I was never successful.
Baby sitters provided the mechanism for me to continue to seduce
clients for Deric. If anything, that actually increased. First,
my tubes were tied so I had no worries about getting pregnant.
Second, I found that the more men I fucked, the more I wanted.
All those hard cocks so eager to get into me just seemed to light
my sexual fires. By the time the Corrine was 9 years old, I was
eagerly doing gangbangs with the clients.
Doing three men were a huge turn-on for me, and when I would
work on four clients at the same time, it was even better. I
always lost count of my orgasms. It just seemed like those hot
studs were making me climax almost continuously. Naturally, they
all signed contracts and business was booming.
Once I had serviced both Marcus Tolman and Jim Packard, the
floodgates gradually opened wider and wider until a substantial
fraction of the company's clients were from black-owned firms.
Naturally, they all wanted my very personal attention and I was
more than happy to help the father of my children bring in even
more business.
Seducing black men led me to two discoveries. First, it's a
myth that the average endowment of black men is greater than that
of white men. Some of the men who fucked me were small, some
were large, most were about six inches, the same average as that
of white males. Second, although the average size is the same,
the distribution of cock sizes is different. A few black studs
are really big, as I found out. Leon's Jarman's thick 11-inch
cock was an example.
Brian Norman's thick cock was almost beyond belief. It a little
less than nine inches in length but it was the thickest cock I
had ever had.
When Corrine was eight, Morrison retired, and true to his word,
Deric appointed David as the new Executive Vice President and
Assistant to the CEO. My husband was now within one step of the
top spot in the corporation. I was always very proud of the fact
that I had two men in my life, and they now occupied the two most
important executive positions in a large and growing company.
Everyone knows the old saying, "Behind every good man, there is
a good woman." I felt like that saying should be modified to
"Behind every good man or two, there is a good woman."
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Twenty Years later:
Both Corrine and Derrick proved to be exceptionally talented and
smart children. They both finished high school at the age of 17
and both had university degrees at the age of 21. Corrine had
majored in business while Derrick chose microbiology while
completing his premedical requirements.
When Corrine was in high school, she was going through boys like
thrasher goes through a wheat field. Our phone was constantly
ringing with boys hoping to get a date with our gorgeous and
very, very sexy daughter. I finally had to get her own phone
with an unlisted number, which she could give out at her
discretion.
Corrine was 16 when we had the expected mother-daughter "talk".
When I asked her if she was a virgin, she turned red and shook
her head.
"You don't have to feel guilty, Corrine. I lost my cherry at
16. It's natural... and it's fun," I said with grin.
"I loved it," she suddenly blurted. "Is that awful, Mom?"
"I hope not because once I lost mine, I couldn't seem to get it
often enough."
Corrine had perked up at that admission. She grinned at me and
said, "Me too."
When I asked her what she was doing about birth control, she
told me the guys use condoms. "That's good. Make them use
condoms, but we need to get you on the pill. Ok?"
"I've been trying to get up the nerve to ask you if I could
start taking the pill for weeks, but I just couldn't do it,"
Corrine had replied.
We talked for another half hour during which she told me that so
far she had had sex with four different boys. When she asked me
if that made her a slut, I had responded that I hoped not since
by the time I was 17, I had had eight. The following week, I
took Corrine to my gynecologist who put her on birth control
pills after explaining how they work, when to take them, and to
be certain not to forget.
Our daughter had just turned 17 when the starting quarterback on
the high school football team asked her for a date. When she
came out of her bedroom dressed in a short skirt, stockings,
heels, and blouse that showed off her 34C cleavage, I thought
David would choke on the beer he was enjoying. To his credit, he
simply told Corrine how beautiful and sexy she looked and then
said no more. She literally beamed at the compliment. If he had
tried for a year to say something better, he couldn't have
managed it.
By 11 PM that evening, I noticed that David was checking the
clock above the fireplace every five or ten minutes. By
midnight, he was pacing the floor. I had to struggle to keep
from giggling. At 12:20 AM, he finally cracked, "Why is she so
damn late? Where do you think she is at this hour?"
"She's out on a date with a really handsome, very well built
young man who's also the varsity starting quarterback."
"But everything is closed at this hour," he protested.
"They're making out, Honey. Relax. She's not going to be
hurt."
"Making out?" my husband said with a blank expression.
"Yeah... making out. You know... sex... fucking... that stuff."
"Jesus! She's only 17."
I couldn't keep from laughing at that comment. "Honey,
Corrine's been having sex for over a year now. And she's
certainly not going to pass up the opportunity to try out that
handsome stud she's with tonight."
My husband was silent for a bit and then asked, "When do you
think she'll be home?"
"Well, I would say around 1 AM. By that time, I think your sexy
daughter will have completely drained his balls, and he'll be
done for the night. And speaking of draining a guy's balls, how
would you like for me to show you how good a job I do on yours?"
Two years later, when Derrick was 17, he was the handsome and
sexy quarterback. In addition, he had the highest academic
achievement record of the student body. The year before when he
was 16, one of the girls on the cheerleading squad had enticing
him into asking her for a date. That was the night that our son
lost his virginity... seven times. The dazed girl could hardly
walk the next day.
Of course, the cheerleader spread the word among her friends
that Derrick was not only handsome, sexy, considerate, polite,
and highly intelligent, but he also had a huge cock that was
almost eight inches and very thick. Now, at 17 and about to
graduate, its closer to nine inches and even thicker.
Deric had certainly been right about our male children singing
my praises. By the end of his senior year, he had sampled a
third of the girls in his class and some of the junior girls as
well.
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Twenty-Five Years Later:
Corrine completed her degree in business with a major in sales
and marketing at age 21. After doing a year of graduate study,
she applied for a position with Deric's company. David, of
course, took no part in the decision since he was Corrine's
father, or so he thought. Naturally, Deric hired her and after
six months, he set her up with a list of clients and potential
clients and told her to make some money for the company. Corrine
didn't disappoint.
Derrick also graduated with a B.S. in microbiology at age 21.
That fall he entered medical school where he is now beginning his
third year, the clinical rotations. He is still trying to make
up his mind between surgery, neurology, and internal medicine.
He is also still single, and judging from what I hear through the
grapevine, all the female medical students and most of the nurses
know about his legendary cock and his awesome stamina and
recovery powers. I've often wondered if the female attending
physicians sometimes abuse our son. If they do, I'm sure he
doesn't consider it abuse.
Deric and I are still hot for each other. A week never passes
that we don't find some way to ravish each other at least twice.
When my husband is out of town, Deric still fucks me constantly.
David is still after me three times a week, but that's down
somewhat from the 5 or 6 times a week during our early years
together.
Of course, at age 50, I can no longer get men hard as iron just
by flashing them a little, and they're no longer willing to sell
their soul for the chance to get between my legs, so I don't
entertain and seduce nearly as many clients as previously. That
job now falls to the some of the younger women in the firm.
Nevertheless, some men are really turned on by older, sexy women
who love to flash and fuck. As a result, I can still help the
firm two or three times a month by coming onto the right men and
then letting them seduce me. Deric still loves to watch and
still bangs me like a wild man after I've been with a client or
potential client of the firm.
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Corrine had been working as a sales rep and assistant marketing
manager for two and half years during which time she had compiled
the best sales record of all the sales reps employed by Deric's
firm. When she went after a potential client, the general
consensus was that he was a good as signed. As a result, she was
given more responsibility and larger sales territory... and of
course, a lot larger salary.
During one of David's trip, Corrine called me and suggested we
have dinner together. As I didn't get to see a lot of my
daughter with her busy schedule, I eagerly accepted. That
evening, as we sat in a secluded alcove of the Carriage House
sipping a great wine and waiting for our entrees to arrive, I
complimented Corrine on her outstanding sales record and
contributions to the firm.
"To be the Number 1 sales rep in the firm at age 25 is really
amazing," I told her.
"It's not all that hard, Mom. Almost all the other sales reps
are men."
"So?"
"So, none of them are gorgeous and sexy, none have big tits, and
not one of them has a pussy."
"That is a huge advantage, isn't it," I said with a broad
understanding smile.
"It's like shooting fish in a barrel... no challenge at all.
They're all so wildly anxious to fuck me all I have to do is give
them a little, and they sign on the dotted line like clockwork."
"What about your boyfriend, William? Does he know?"
"Nope. Seems like he would figure it out, but men are really
dense when it comes to their girlfriends and wives." At this
point, Corrine fell silent for a few moments and then asked, "Are
you still fucking Mr. Randall, Mom?"
Now it was my turn to lapse into silence. Obviously, this was
the point of Corrine's dinner invitation. Quickly, I considered
possible responses, but none seemed adequate. Finally, I decided
to just tell the truth.
"Yes, usually twice a week when your father's in town. A lot
more than that when he isn't. How long have you known?"
"Quite a while. Let's see, I think I was 17 so I've known for
eight years."
"How did you find out? Deric and I are very, very careful."
"Dad was out of town on one of his trips to visit one of the
firm's plants that was having production problems. I had stayed
after school to rehearse for the junior drama presentation and
had told you that I had a date that night and wouldn't be home
until around midnight or maybe later."
"But you didn't actually have a date?"
"No. I did have a date with Jerry, but his mom called me at
rehearsal to let me know that Jerry had come down with the flu
and was too sick to even call. So, I came home right after
rehearsal around 7:30 PM."
"And when you came into the house, you heard me moaning as Deric
fucked me right?"
"Yeah, but I had never heard a woman moan and shriek so loudly
before. I wasn't nearly that vocal with Jerry or with any of the
other guys who had fucked me. I wanted to see why you were
having such intense orgasms, and I also wanted to know who was
making you climax that hard. You must think I'm awful."
"That's what I'm supposed to say to you. Go on."
"Well, I took off my shoes and as quietly as possible moved to
the door of the master bedroom. Neither of you had bothered to
shut the door, something for which I've always been thankful. I
was surprised when I saw it was Mr. Randall riding you. You had
your legs locked around him and every time he thrust into your
pussy, your entire body just shuddered and quivered. Then, Mr.
Randall pulled his cock all the way out of you, and I saw the
size of his cock. Oh my god! I had never seen a cock that big,
that, thick, that hard before or since. You were screaming for
him to put it back in, and when he did, you just exploded around
his shaft. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen in my life.
I still think about it, and it's still the hottest thing I've
ever seen."
"You've never said a word in eight years! Amazing! Did you
leave in disgust or what?"
"Leave? God no. I did pull up my skirt and remove my panties.
There was no way I could possibly resist masturbating as I
watched the two of you fucking... it was hot and incredibly
sensuous and erotic. But it was also beautiful the way the two
of you moved. It was like watching a sexual ballet. I think I
had six orgasms while I watched."
"Well, now you know your mother is a slut, Honey. I'm sorry you
found out, but I can't say I'm sorry for being a slut. I love
fucking Deric just as much as I love fucking your Dad."
"I know, and I don't blame you a bit. But I have a question to
ask you. I hope you don't mind."
"Go ahead."
"I've told you that I fuck most of my clients to get orders and
business for the firm. I also love doing that... I guess it's a
case of like mother - like daughter. I'm pretty sure Mr. Randall
suspects that I'm screwing all the clients regularly, but for
some reason he's never hit on me... not once... ever. And he's
still single, but still he totally ignores me as far as sex is
concerned. Since I know how good he is in bed and the size of
his awesome cock, he could have me in a flash if he hit on me,
but he doesn't. You know what he likes, Mom. Am I doing
something wrong that he isn't interested in having sex with me?"
"Not a thing, Honey. Not a thing. The truth is that I keep the
poor man's balls so totally drained, he just doesn't have the
energy at age 54. Sorry about that, but I'm not giving him up so
you can have him. You'll just have to find your own big cocked
stud."
"What a stingy mom! Wow!" Corrine said with a laugh. "At least
promise me you'll let me know if you ever get tired of fucking
him."
"I will, but don't hold your breath, Honey."
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For our 30th anniversary, David had taken off three weeks for an
exotic vacation for the two of us to France, Germany, and the
Netherlands. Our first stop was the French Riviera where we
spent four days basking on the beaches and hitting the night
spots. On our second day, I wore a string bikini that covered
practically nothing. After taking a brief dip in the ocean,
David was lying on the sand while I sat on a rocky embankment.
"The sand's softer than those rocks, Honey."
"I know, but getting sand in my pussy isn't going to be very
enjoyable for either of us. And with this string bikini on,
that's exactly what's going to happen."
When I leaned back, a lot of the men were taking the opportunity
to check out my 34DDs, which now sagged a little, but were still
erotic enough to produce some erections. I had just noticed that
one man was staring lustfully at my tits and legs when my husband
said, "Do you have any idea how many men are checking you out?
"I'm afraid that it's not all that many, Honey. Fifty-one year
old women usually don't turn men on all that much."
"Maybe not, but my 51-year old wife is certainly an exception.
I've been counting and so far, I've seen 11 men staring at your
tits and legs."
"Really? Are you just teasing me?"
"Hell no... Now it's 12 guys. One guy's wife just went in for
a swim. As soon as she was gone, his eyes locked onto you. Why
don't you give those horny guys a hot show?"
"MMMmmm... you know how much getting men excited turns me on.
Can you tell if they're hard?"
"I can't be certain, of course, but several of them are
squeezing their cocks."
"Ooooohhhh god. That's so hot. Darling?"
"Yes?"
"Would you mind if I open my legs so I can get them even
harder."
"I'm surprised you haven't already done it."
"I would have but I'm wearing this skimpy string bikini. If I
open my legs, the lips of my pussy will be on display. They'll
probably even be able to see my slit."
The man sitting directly across from me, was now licking his
lips and openly stroking his cock through his bathing suit. I
uncrossed my legs. His hand moved more rapidly as my tongue tip
caressed my top lip. He motioned for me to spread wider. I just
couldn't resist. A moment later my legs were wide open allowing
the man to see my almost naked cunt.
"I think that guy wants to fuck you, Honey."
"MMMmmmm... that thought's making my clit throb, David."
"Are you going to let him fuck you?"
"Of course not. He's just lighting my fires for you, Lover."
For five minutes, I sat with my legs open letting the unknown
man enjoy the sight of my swollen pussy lips. I wondered if he
could tell that my clit was erect and hard beneath the tiny
string. When the man got up and walked toward the hotel, he kept
his eyes locked onto my eyes. David ignored him and enjoyed the
waves slapping against the beach. The man never broke stride as
he walked past me at a brisk pace. Just as he passed, he opened
his hand and let something fall into the sand. He still didn't
pause but continued on up the path leading to the hotel. When I
looked down, I saw a room key lying in the sand with a number on
it.
For another five minutes, David continued to watch the waves.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" he finally said.
"Oh yes. It's very beautiful, and I can't think of anything
more appropriate for our 30th anniversary, Darling."
There followed another few minutes of silence before my husband
asked, "Have you ever cheated on me, Denise?"
After 30 years of marriage to my wonderful husband, I gave him
the answer that he was entitled to have.
"No, Honey. I never have."
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