Sweetness Taken By The Rook Copyright 1998
It was a wonderful night out with me and my wife, Cindy. We returned home late from our night out of dinner and some dancing. I was looking forward to finishing the evening screwing Cindy. She was 5 foot 7 with blue eyes and brown hair to her shoulders. She was a sweetest wife a man can have. She kept a nice body with nice breasts and and ass worth staring at. When we returned to our ranch home, I went directly to the shower. I told Cindy that I was coming out to "take of her".
Cindy was in the living room when I finished showering. I had a raging hard-on when I turned off the water. I really could use a blowjob then and there. But when the water stopped, I heard some struggling noise and Cindy wining. I grabbed my towel and ran out, wet, to the living room.
There he was! Some man, a strange man holding my wife at knifepoint. Cindy was topless and wearing only her panties. All her other clothes were thrown to the floor.
"Jack, please!" she begged. I tried to think of something to do, but I was just to startled.
The intruder looked at me and grinned. "Sit in the chair jack-off!" he commanded. "Or I'll cut your pretty wife!"
"No!" I blurted and I quickly obeyed.
"Good. We'll see if your honey can take orders just as well!"
The villain took out two pairs of handcuffs and forced Cindy to place them to cuff my hands and feet. When she was finished, Cindy was down to tears. When I leaned back in the soft chair I noticed the man had his shirt and shoes off. He stood barefooted with his black jeans on. I couldn't help to notice a raging bulge in his pants.
"Take that towel off him, bitch!" he ordered Cindy.
Cindy wiped away a tear and pulled the towel away. My dick long softened, the moment of excitement was over.
"That's your, cock?" He sarcastically said. "I'll show you a real cock."
He then commanded Cindy to come to him on her knees and place her head near his bulge. I dreaded what was next.
"Unzip my pants woman! Its time for some servicing.'
"No, please." Cindy pleaded.
"Do it bitch! Or I'll have to knife your wimp husband. Anyway when I'm through with you, you won't care who he is."
Cindy reluctantly unzipped him and slowly pulled down his jeans. When it fell to his feet, his cock leaped out and slapped her chin.
"Oh." She said softly, almost surprised how large it was. We all sat, seeing how bigger and harder it was becoming. Like in slow motion, is grew larger while his cockhead swell to a bright purple.
"What's your name?' he asked her.
"Cindy. My name's Cindy."
"Well Cindy, do you suck cock?"
Cindy quickly answered yes.
"Then grab it, stroke it."
Cindy reached out her hand. His cock was long, probably about ten inches. She grabbed his sex tool and stroked it up and down. I saw, with great jealously, the pleasure she was giving him. She stroked faster and faster with great fascination.
"Now suck!"
I didn't want her to do it. I was thinking what he might do to her if she didn't. But I didn't want to see her do it.
Cindy lowered her head and parted her lips, but she couldn't find it in her to place it in her mouth.
"I just can't. I can't do it. I'm not a slut!"
He then held his cock at the base of its shaft and slapped Cindy's cheek. Then he pulled it back and slapped the head against her lips.
"Take that, slut! " Then he pulled her head and forced her nose into his balls.
Cindy gasped. She didn't pull away, instead grabbed his thighs so she could remain her balance.
He then pushed her head back and listened to Cindy gasp. Her eyes and mouth were wide open is amazement. I knew she was beginning to weaken.
"Now we'll try this one more time." The man grabbed his cock again, placed his other hand behind her head put his cock against Cindy's lips. After his first gentle push, Cindy backed her head away when his cock wanted to slip into her mouth. But he then gave a quick second try. That time my wife's lips easily parted. His cock started disappearing inch by inch. He held his head back and moaned, enjoying his new conquest. The intruder pushed and pulled Cindy's head back and forth and she sucked his cock back and forth. After a minute he released her and let Cindy on her own.
"Sluuurph. Sluurph. Mmmmpph." Cindy was turning her head back and forth and she engulfed his entire cock. I never seen her so excited before. And for a man she doesn't know who invaded our home. She had one hand grabbing his ass and other between her legs rubbing her precious pussy. Cindy looked up with her bright eyes, with that lover's look. She was doing anything in her power to please him.
"That's it slut. Take that cock like a good whore."
My wife actually giggled. She would have kicked me in the balls if I'd ever talked to her like that. He then pulled his cock out and tapped her nose with it. Cindy sighed. He then told her to stand up and place her hands on the coffee table. Bent over, he then pulled her panties off. Then he parted her legs, got behind her and rubbed his stiff cock against her swollen pussy.
"Tell me to fuck you."
"Oh, no. Don't make me say it in front of him."
"Tell me. Nobody is going to accuse me of ****. Ask for it."
He gave a little shove and convinced her, "Please fuck me. Give it to me."
He then shoved it in and both he and Cindy moaned. Grabbing her hips he gave several quick thrusts.
"Oh yes, oh yes. Fuck me! Fuck that pussy!"
The intruder bucked faster and faster. "Tell me you're my slut! Say it." He asked her.
Cindy complied, "I'm your slut, baby. Fuck my whore snatch! Yes!" She was going cock crazy!
"Oh your wife got one easy pussy!" he said to me.
Her lover slammed harder then pulled out his cock and spun Cindy around. With out a word Cindy opened her mouth and welcomed the streams of cum spurting into her mouth and all over her face. She swallowed and cooed at the goo she had received.
"Oh, you filled my pussy so good. "
"Do you want more, slut?"
Cindy nodded, "Please. I need that cock!"
"You got it babe. I'm going to turn you into the slut you always wanted to be."
"But what about, him?" Cindy was now referring me to "him". Not her husband. I was beginning to fear losing her. "I don't want to make love in front of him. Let's go into the bedroom."
He refused. "No. Can't risk him getting away and calling the cops."
"He won't. I promise. I'll deny everything." She said.
It was then decided to drag me into the bedroom with them and lock me behind the sliding closet doors. There I sat next the shoes and old blankets, staring through the crack into the bedroom where I could see part of the bed and a couple of naked bodies.
"Let me have a couple words with him before we start." Cindy asked.
She then kneeled near the closet door and spoke to me.
"Please don't hate me, sweety. But this is something I have to do. I never felt this way, this good before. I know he's a vile and terrible man, but he knows how to use that cock. And that's all I want tonight. When it's over, let's just try to put this behind us."
"Time to fuck!" he ordered.
They fucked till daylight. All night I heard my wife plead, beg, moan, groan, squeal, and curse as he gave it to her.
I could see them. As they fucked doggie style, he would ask her, "Are you a slut?"
"Yes, I'm a cock loving slut!" He would continue slamming into her, filling her wet pussy with man meat. Time and time again he came inside her.
At their last fuck-session, he asked Cindy to get ready to take it in the ass. We had never done that. Never even thought about it.
"Oh, I don't know. "
"Whores take it the ass. You don't know how a whore feels until you've gotten fucked there."
She agreed and nodded.
She went to here knees and placed her head on the pillow. The villain then got behind her.
They turned, repositioned, where I could only see Cindy's face. She had her eyes closed for a moment before I heard him groan. Cindy's eyes lit up. She was taking it.
"There..it..goes..yes!" he screamed.
"Aaagh! Oh. Yes! Oh my asshole!"
"Now you're a real slut. A whore."
Cindy was in heaven, "Okay! Okay! I understand! Fuck me!"
When he came, he spun her around and layed on top of her. They deeply kissed and held in each other's arms. Then I fell asleep.
I was awoken when Cindy unclasped the cuffs off of me. She and the man were already dressed. When she handed the cuffs back to him he had given her a piece of paper.
"This is how you can get a hold of me when you want to see me again."
Groggy, humiliated, and emotionally exhausted, I stayed in the corner of the closet, watching them leave the room.
We never told anyone. No police - nothing. Cindy and I never spoke a word of it for the next two weeks. It fact it was two weeks before we had sex again. It was on a weekend when we finally tried making love, but I could tell her pussy didn't feel the same anymore. It just felt different, as if it needed more. More to fill her.
When it was over with a sigh, I rolled over and asked her, "You miss him don't you."
"Yes. Yes I do. Do you mind if I contact him?"
I could have said no. Maybe I was about to, but then she rolled next to me and placed her hand on my cock.
"I know it may be rough on you. But I need a large confident cock. And maybe knowing that will make me very happy, will somehow make you happy."
"I want to see you happy, Cindy."
She smiled, "Good. The slut inside me came out, Jack. And it's not going anywhere."
She got up to the next room and dialed that number. A few moments later she came back.
"He'll be here in an hour. He told me to have you spend the night in a motel."
I understood. I cleaned up, gathered some clothes and gotten rushed out of the house by my very own wife.
During the night, I was daring enough to call the house. There were no answers my first two tries. By the third, the phone was taken off the hook. Frustrated, I tried to fall asleep, but still anxious for morning.
When the morning arrived. I returned to the house, finding a strange car parked out front.
I entered my house hoping to find Cindy alone. But instead, they were still in the bedroom fucking. He as still there. And they were in a missionary position, with her legs over his shoulders. They weren't fucking fast, rather slow. He was actually gentle, slowly thrusting in and out of her.
"Oh, baby! That's it." He said to her.
'Mmmmn. Yeah. Oh I love you."
I just stood there in awe, watching them make love. He fucked her faster and faster until he came again. When he pulled his dick out, I could hear that sloshing noise, her pussy just filled with come. I turned away and made myself some coffee.
In a bit later, Cindy came out wearing her bathrobe. We looked at each other, but I guess I had to say something first.
"He's still here, huh?"
"Oh you saw that. We can't have you watch us again."
"Again?" I asked, wondering if there would be other times like this.
"Yes. It makes Alex uncomfortable."
"Alex?" So that's his name.
"Yeah, we both discussed it this morning. I've promised my pussy only to him."
I stood there motionless.
"We can't run our marriage like this?"
"I know." She conceded, "That's why after I blow you, you're going to sign over the deed to the house to him and then afterwards Alex and I are taking a trip to the Caribbean's and getting married.
Without waiting for a reply she dropped to her knees and pulled down my pants and started sucking my cock. I tried to resist but she felt so good. I could tell the work she did with Alex help her approach. She looked up at me with those bright eyes, determined to make me cum.
"Please baby. Agree to us by cumming. We need a place to live together. This will be my present to him."
I groaned, trying not indicating an agreement. But Cindy wrapped her tongue over my head and engulfed my entire cock until in pushed against the back of her throat. I felt my balls heat and ache.
"C'mon Jack, cum! We want to start a ****** too. Make me happy, Jack. Fucking cum, now! Don't make me blow you more than I have too."
"Uuuugh! Aaaagh!"
I lost my load over her face. She applauded and growled at my cock. Her face was covered with my sperm. Then Alex, fresh out of the shower wearing only a bath towel, entered the kitchen.
"Did he agree?" he asked her.
She turned to him,"Yep. It's all done."
Then Cindy looked up at me, wiped my semen away and winked.
I then signed over the house and handed my keys to her. She already admitted to wiping our savings clean in order to pay for their trip and honeymoon. I gathered my clothes from the bedroom as Alex and Cindy waited in the hallway.
"Got everything?" she asked me. I nodded.
As I stepped out they stepped into the bedroom. Alex stood next to the bed and removed all his clothes. Cindy dropped her bathrobe and went to her knees and grabbed his cock. She turned to me with one last word, "Goodbye." Then placed his cock into her mouth, bobbing her head back and forth.
I proceeded down the hallway as sounds of lust filled the house. I went outside, started my car and left the neighborhood, and my wife behind. There was a thief that night, and he stole my wife and her faithfulness. Her sweetness taken.
It was a wonderful night out with me and my wife, Cindy. We returned home late from our night out of dinner and some dancing. I was looking forward to finishing the evening screwing Cindy. She was 5 foot 7 with blue eyes and brown hair to her shoulders. She was a sweetest wife a man can have. She kept a nice body with nice breasts and and ass worth staring at. When we returned to our ranch home, I went directly to the shower. I told Cindy that I was coming out to "take of her".
Cindy was in the living room when I finished showering. I had a raging hard-on when I turned off the water. I really could use a blowjob then and there. But when the water stopped, I heard some struggling noise and Cindy wining. I grabbed my towel and ran out, wet, to the living room.
There he was! Some man, a strange man holding my wife at knifepoint. Cindy was topless and wearing only her panties. All her other clothes were thrown to the floor.
"Jack, please!" she begged. I tried to think of something to do, but I was just to startled.
The intruder looked at me and grinned. "Sit in the chair jack-off!" he commanded. "Or I'll cut your pretty wife!"
"No!" I blurted and I quickly obeyed.
"Good. We'll see if your honey can take orders just as well!"
The villain took out two pairs of handcuffs and forced Cindy to place them to cuff my hands and feet. When she was finished, Cindy was down to tears. When I leaned back in the soft chair I noticed the man had his shirt and shoes off. He stood barefooted with his black jeans on. I couldn't help to notice a raging bulge in his pants.
"Take that towel off him, bitch!" he ordered Cindy.
Cindy wiped away a tear and pulled the towel away. My dick long softened, the moment of excitement was over.
"That's your, cock?" He sarcastically said. "I'll show you a real cock."
He then commanded Cindy to come to him on her knees and place her head near his bulge. I dreaded what was next.
"Unzip my pants woman! Its time for some servicing.'
"No, please." Cindy pleaded.
"Do it bitch! Or I'll have to knife your wimp husband. Anyway when I'm through with you, you won't care who he is."
Cindy reluctantly unzipped him and slowly pulled down his jeans. When it fell to his feet, his cock leaped out and slapped her chin.
"Oh." She said softly, almost surprised how large it was. We all sat, seeing how bigger and harder it was becoming. Like in slow motion, is grew larger while his cockhead swell to a bright purple.
"What's your name?' he asked her.
"Cindy. My name's Cindy."
"Well Cindy, do you suck cock?"
Cindy quickly answered yes.
"Then grab it, stroke it."
Cindy reached out her hand. His cock was long, probably about ten inches. She grabbed his sex tool and stroked it up and down. I saw, with great jealously, the pleasure she was giving him. She stroked faster and faster with great fascination.
"Now suck!"
I didn't want her to do it. I was thinking what he might do to her if she didn't. But I didn't want to see her do it.
Cindy lowered her head and parted her lips, but she couldn't find it in her to place it in her mouth.
"I just can't. I can't do it. I'm not a slut!"
He then held his cock at the base of its shaft and slapped Cindy's cheek. Then he pulled it back and slapped the head against her lips.
"Take that, slut! " Then he pulled her head and forced her nose into his balls.
Cindy gasped. She didn't pull away, instead grabbed his thighs so she could remain her balance.
He then pushed her head back and listened to Cindy gasp. Her eyes and mouth were wide open is amazement. I knew she was beginning to weaken.
"Now we'll try this one more time." The man grabbed his cock again, placed his other hand behind her head put his cock against Cindy's lips. After his first gentle push, Cindy backed her head away when his cock wanted to slip into her mouth. But he then gave a quick second try. That time my wife's lips easily parted. His cock started disappearing inch by inch. He held his head back and moaned, enjoying his new conquest. The intruder pushed and pulled Cindy's head back and forth and she sucked his cock back and forth. After a minute he released her and let Cindy on her own.
"Sluuurph. Sluurph. Mmmmpph." Cindy was turning her head back and forth and she engulfed his entire cock. I never seen her so excited before. And for a man she doesn't know who invaded our home. She had one hand grabbing his ass and other between her legs rubbing her precious pussy. Cindy looked up with her bright eyes, with that lover's look. She was doing anything in her power to please him.
"That's it slut. Take that cock like a good whore."
My wife actually giggled. She would have kicked me in the balls if I'd ever talked to her like that. He then pulled his cock out and tapped her nose with it. Cindy sighed. He then told her to stand up and place her hands on the coffee table. Bent over, he then pulled her panties off. Then he parted her legs, got behind her and rubbed his stiff cock against her swollen pussy.
"Tell me to fuck you."
"Oh, no. Don't make me say it in front of him."
"Tell me. Nobody is going to accuse me of ****. Ask for it."
He gave a little shove and convinced her, "Please fuck me. Give it to me."
He then shoved it in and both he and Cindy moaned. Grabbing her hips he gave several quick thrusts.
"Oh yes, oh yes. Fuck me! Fuck that pussy!"
The intruder bucked faster and faster. "Tell me you're my slut! Say it." He asked her.
Cindy complied, "I'm your slut, baby. Fuck my whore snatch! Yes!" She was going cock crazy!
"Oh your wife got one easy pussy!" he said to me.
Her lover slammed harder then pulled out his cock and spun Cindy around. With out a word Cindy opened her mouth and welcomed the streams of cum spurting into her mouth and all over her face. She swallowed and cooed at the goo she had received.
"Oh, you filled my pussy so good. "
"Do you want more, slut?"
Cindy nodded, "Please. I need that cock!"
"You got it babe. I'm going to turn you into the slut you always wanted to be."
"But what about, him?" Cindy was now referring me to "him". Not her husband. I was beginning to fear losing her. "I don't want to make love in front of him. Let's go into the bedroom."
He refused. "No. Can't risk him getting away and calling the cops."
"He won't. I promise. I'll deny everything." She said.
It was then decided to drag me into the bedroom with them and lock me behind the sliding closet doors. There I sat next the shoes and old blankets, staring through the crack into the bedroom where I could see part of the bed and a couple of naked bodies.
"Let me have a couple words with him before we start." Cindy asked.
She then kneeled near the closet door and spoke to me.
"Please don't hate me, sweety. But this is something I have to do. I never felt this way, this good before. I know he's a vile and terrible man, but he knows how to use that cock. And that's all I want tonight. When it's over, let's just try to put this behind us."
"Time to fuck!" he ordered.
They fucked till daylight. All night I heard my wife plead, beg, moan, groan, squeal, and curse as he gave it to her.
I could see them. As they fucked doggie style, he would ask her, "Are you a slut?"
"Yes, I'm a cock loving slut!" He would continue slamming into her, filling her wet pussy with man meat. Time and time again he came inside her.
At their last fuck-session, he asked Cindy to get ready to take it in the ass. We had never done that. Never even thought about it.
"Oh, I don't know. "
"Whores take it the ass. You don't know how a whore feels until you've gotten fucked there."
She agreed and nodded.
She went to here knees and placed her head on the pillow. The villain then got behind her.
They turned, repositioned, where I could only see Cindy's face. She had her eyes closed for a moment before I heard him groan. Cindy's eyes lit up. She was taking it.
"There..it..goes..yes!" he screamed.
"Aaagh! Oh. Yes! Oh my asshole!"
"Now you're a real slut. A whore."
Cindy was in heaven, "Okay! Okay! I understand! Fuck me!"
When he came, he spun her around and layed on top of her. They deeply kissed and held in each other's arms. Then I fell asleep.
I was awoken when Cindy unclasped the cuffs off of me. She and the man were already dressed. When she handed the cuffs back to him he had given her a piece of paper.
"This is how you can get a hold of me when you want to see me again."
Groggy, humiliated, and emotionally exhausted, I stayed in the corner of the closet, watching them leave the room.
We never told anyone. No police - nothing. Cindy and I never spoke a word of it for the next two weeks. It fact it was two weeks before we had sex again. It was on a weekend when we finally tried making love, but I could tell her pussy didn't feel the same anymore. It just felt different, as if it needed more. More to fill her.
When it was over with a sigh, I rolled over and asked her, "You miss him don't you."
"Yes. Yes I do. Do you mind if I contact him?"
I could have said no. Maybe I was about to, but then she rolled next to me and placed her hand on my cock.
"I know it may be rough on you. But I need a large confident cock. And maybe knowing that will make me very happy, will somehow make you happy."
"I want to see you happy, Cindy."
She smiled, "Good. The slut inside me came out, Jack. And it's not going anywhere."
She got up to the next room and dialed that number. A few moments later she came back.
"He'll be here in an hour. He told me to have you spend the night in a motel."
I understood. I cleaned up, gathered some clothes and gotten rushed out of the house by my very own wife.
During the night, I was daring enough to call the house. There were no answers my first two tries. By the third, the phone was taken off the hook. Frustrated, I tried to fall asleep, but still anxious for morning.
When the morning arrived. I returned to the house, finding a strange car parked out front.
I entered my house hoping to find Cindy alone. But instead, they were still in the bedroom fucking. He as still there. And they were in a missionary position, with her legs over his shoulders. They weren't fucking fast, rather slow. He was actually gentle, slowly thrusting in and out of her.
"Oh, baby! That's it." He said to her.
'Mmmmn. Yeah. Oh I love you."
I just stood there in awe, watching them make love. He fucked her faster and faster until he came again. When he pulled his dick out, I could hear that sloshing noise, her pussy just filled with come. I turned away and made myself some coffee.
In a bit later, Cindy came out wearing her bathrobe. We looked at each other, but I guess I had to say something first.
"He's still here, huh?"
"Oh you saw that. We can't have you watch us again."
"Again?" I asked, wondering if there would be other times like this.
"Yes. It makes Alex uncomfortable."
"Alex?" So that's his name.
"Yeah, we both discussed it this morning. I've promised my pussy only to him."
I stood there motionless.
"We can't run our marriage like this?"
"I know." She conceded, "That's why after I blow you, you're going to sign over the deed to the house to him and then afterwards Alex and I are taking a trip to the Caribbean's and getting married.
Without waiting for a reply she dropped to her knees and pulled down my pants and started sucking my cock. I tried to resist but she felt so good. I could tell the work she did with Alex help her approach. She looked up at me with those bright eyes, determined to make me cum.
"Please baby. Agree to us by cumming. We need a place to live together. This will be my present to him."
I groaned, trying not indicating an agreement. But Cindy wrapped her tongue over my head and engulfed my entire cock until in pushed against the back of her throat. I felt my balls heat and ache.
"C'mon Jack, cum! We want to start a ****** too. Make me happy, Jack. Fucking cum, now! Don't make me blow you more than I have too."
"Uuuugh! Aaaagh!"
I lost my load over her face. She applauded and growled at my cock. Her face was covered with my sperm. Then Alex, fresh out of the shower wearing only a bath towel, entered the kitchen.
"Did he agree?" he asked her.
She turned to him,"Yep. It's all done."
Then Cindy looked up at me, wiped my semen away and winked.
I then signed over the house and handed my keys to her. She already admitted to wiping our savings clean in order to pay for their trip and honeymoon. I gathered my clothes from the bedroom as Alex and Cindy waited in the hallway.
"Got everything?" she asked me. I nodded.
As I stepped out they stepped into the bedroom. Alex stood next to the bed and removed all his clothes. Cindy dropped her bathrobe and went to her knees and grabbed his cock. She turned to me with one last word, "Goodbye." Then placed his cock into her mouth, bobbing her head back and forth.
I proceeded down the hallway as sounds of lust filled the house. I went outside, started my car and left the neighborhood, and my wife behind. There was a thief that night, and he stole my wife and her faithfulness. Her sweetness taken.
