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. Genesis of a Nympho Wife

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    Genesis of a Nympho Wife

    by RLM
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    Time Line: Afternoon Playtime-Present Day:

    The room in the Motel 8 was nice, but not nearly as nice as the stud’s steel-hard cock. I couldn't suppress the excitement that surged trough me when I felt the head of his big, thick cock pressing between my labia. I heard myself groan as he swabbed the head up the length of my sex trench. When it covered the entry to my pulsing vagina, he paused and moved it in a circular motion over the opening... teasing me... making me hiss with pleasure. I felt him press half the head into my hole... stretching me ... forcing me to accept and accommodate his girth. A moan of frustration erupted from my throat when he stopped with the head only halfway buried inside my now throbbing cunt.

    Frantically, I tried to move my ass back onto his shaft so that it would impale me. One sharp, stinging slap against my ass stopped me... reminded me of his order to remain still and in fucking position when he was entering me. Several pleading moans issued from my lips. When I felt the head leaving my hole and moving downward toward my clitoris, my moans changed to groans of female heat and frustration.

    The big head stroked my engorged and throbbing clitoris. I squealed with pleasure, the sounds being muffled by the pillow in which I had my face buried. Fisting his shaft, he used his cock like a sex club to whack my swollen clit. Each time his club thumped me, hot spasms of pleasure shot through my clit and from there up my vagina. Soon, the steady whacking of his hard cock had my sex hole opening wide... then closing... back and forth... trying desperately to entice him to give me his gorgeous cock.

    I wanted it... I needed it... I had to have it. I heard myself begging him to put it in me... to fuck me with it. His only response to swab the head back up the length of my trench. When it was over the opening, he pleasured me with a full inch of his dick. I groaned with hot passion as my vaginal muscles clamped over his shaft... trying to suck him deeper.

    He knew how much I wanted it... needed it, and he was using that knowledge to torture me... to reduce me to abject begging and pleading for him to fuck me. His words taunted me.

    "If I put it in you, will you spread your legs for me whenever I wish to fuck you?"

    "Yes! Oh god yes!" I wailed.

    "I expect you to keep your ass lubricated for my cock at all times."

    "I will... I will... oohhhh please... fuck me now... please," I gasped.

    His only response was to again move his cock back against my clitoris causing my vagina to contract in a hard spasm and loudly whoosh air. My face flamed red with embarrassment when he laughed at my need.

    Two of his fingers now toyed with my asshole... stretching it... pulling it open while his cock slid back and forth over my pulsing, swollen clitoris, which was now so big, hard, and erect that it felt like a swollen, stretched grape that might burst at any moment.

    My hands balled into fists, clutching the bed covers and twisting them. I was losing any semblance of control. Juices were now flowing out of my cunt. I was ready to cum... hard. All it would take was slightly more friction on my clitoris. He wouldn't give it to me. If his cock would enter and stretch my opening, it would be more than sufficient to make me cum.

    After another five minutes, my hands clutched my tits in a near death grip I was so hot ... so wild for his cock. Just when I thought I might pass out from the intensity of my need, he gripped my hips and slowly pushed his shaft into my cunt hole. It's girth stretched my opening into a big oval. I howled at the top of my lungs. The head entered me. My vagina contracted in a hard spasm around him as the orgasm erupted and ripped through my sex channel. Juices spurted.

    I was screaming, but the sounds were not intelligible... they were just the wild cries of a female in fiery heat being serviced by cock. Inch after inch of male shaft sank into me. Frantically, I reached back and pulled my ass cheeks apart to increase his viewing pleasure and hoping seduce him into fucking me like a bull.

    As the cock scraped over my G-spot, my entire body shuddered in another climax. Saliva was now running out of my open mouth. My tongue lolled out... gyrating in the air as it tried to flick over my top lip.

    His cock entered me... deeper... deeper... deeper. I heard female grunts filling the bedroom. At the same time, his balls slapped against my clitoris, the mushroom head rooted and thrust against my womb, and his hands reached around my thrashing body to take possession of both nipples... pulling ... squeezing... twisting them both. I was close to another orgasm.

    Then, he began to fuck me!

    Instantly, an orgasm engulfed my body. My clitoris was dancing in and out of its protective hood as my vagina exploded in hard spasms. Almost as soon as my orgasm ebbed slightly, the plunging cock ramming my body and moving deliciously over my G-spot excited me to another climax. When his fingers moved between my thighs and began working on my throbbing clitoris, my screams reached a crescendo of female shrieks and high-pitched squeals.

    "Cum Bitch!" he commanded. I did.

    "Hump your ass, Slut!" I did.

    "Take my cock deeper in your cunt," he ordered. I spread wider and rammed my ass back against him each time he drove his cock into my pussy.

    The entire length of his cock was now driving in and out of me on every stroke. The exquisite sensation of his cock stretching me open on every entry had erotic spasms rippling up and down the length of my pussy. His strokes speeded up, each one thudding into me hard with masculine authority. I could feel his rod swelling, throbbing, jerking inside my hole. All that mixed with his deep, masculine grunts of pleasure to let me know that his load was on the way... the sperm surging up from his balls, through his prostate where it mixed with a huge quantity of semen and roared down his long dick.

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    The guy’s 8-inch hard cock was making me cum… over and over. Every time that big dick
    thudded into the bottom of my cunt, I exploded in another orgasm.
    I wondered what his name was.

    His buttocks clenched hard. A thick gout of sperm-filled semen fired point blank into my hole splattering against my the mouth of my womb. The cock pulled back. His buttocks clenched hard a second time just as his hips planted the head near at the bottom of my cunt. More of his load spewed into me. The second gush triggered my sixth orgasm. When my cunt contracted hard around his spurting cock, the man grunted, rammed into me like a jack hammer, held the rod deep, and shot jet after jet of cum into my cunt. Thick streams cascaded down the crack of my ass as we both shuddered in the midst of our simultaneous orgasms.

    He let his cock soak inside me for a few minutes before rolling onto his back. My vagina was still throbbing... still hot... still in need of cock. His dick was half hard, but deflating rapidly when I fell on his body and sucked his length into my mouth. The feeling of a male shaft inside my mouth immediately sent a surge of desire through my cum-filled cunt. My clitoris again enlarged and began to pulse.

    The man protested the intense sensations my sucking was producing in his now ultra-sensitive cock. He tried pushing me away, but I needed his dick back inside me too much to allow him to succeed. My cheeks hollowed with the suction being applied to his slowly reawakening penis. When two of my fingers entered his ass and began fucking him, his hips snapped upward... exactly the way a woman's does when a man fucks his fingers into her asshole. When my hips snap upward, a man takes advantage by driving his sex spike into my cunt. When his snapped upward, I took advantage by sucking his pulsing cock into my throat.

    Now I had him. He struggled, but with my fingers planted deep inside his ass and his cock buried in my throat, he had no way to escape without damaging his cock... and what man will risk that? The combination of my fingers and my sucking mouth had him hard again in about 5 minutes. Even though his shaft was over 7 inches when fully erect, there no problem deep throating it.

    In less than five minutes, his dick was again rigid and more than ready to fuck me again. I felt the head of his cock throbbing ... expanding and contracting... in my throat. Slowly, I pulled my lips up the length of his shaft allowing it to exit my throat and mouth. Staring down at the thick shaft, I couldn't wait to get it back inside my cunt.

    It was his turn to protest when I removed my mouth and fingers. "Oh Shit! Don't stop. That's so fucking good," he begged. I ignored him as he had ignored me earlier. Swinging a leg over his hips, I guided his prick into my soaked hole and slowly let it sink into me. God! There's no feeling as good as a hard, thick cock sinking into my cunt. I love it. I heard myself moaning in rapture as he filled me again... his big prick stretching me... thudding hard against my cervix. I began to fuck him.

    The delicious pounding of his rock-hard prick drove me into a hot frenzy. My ass flashed up and down on his shaft. Each time all seven inches of meat entered me, I hissed as my cunt went into hard spasms. I came... hard... so hard my vagina not only went into spastic contractions, but the muscles of my belly knotted as I shuddered through climax after climax.

    Somewhere in the middle of my repeated orgasms, the man ejaculated a second load of sperm and semen into my throbbing hole. He grunted ... then he howled as his dick exploded its load into me.

    I was still driving my ass up and down on his now deflating cock when he pushed me off his body. "Jezzz, Lady. What are trying to do? Kill me? I gotta get back to work."

    He dressed hastily and made his exit leaving my lying on the bed with my body still shaking in the throes of my last orgasm.

    "Shit!" I said aloud to myself. "I thought he was good for more than just two fucks." Shaking my head with a mixture of regret and disappointment, I slipped back into my dress and heels. I didn't bother with my panties or bra. A few minutes later, I was back in my car headed toward a different club. It was only 2 PM. I still had at least two more hours to play.

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    The guy was young, no more than 19 or 20, just the way I like them... eager... full of sperm-filled semen he was anxious to unload inside a hot cunt ... hard... big... throbbing dick. I spread my legs enough for him to see most of my thighs and smiled at him. He returned the smile. When I knew his eyes were focused on my thighs, I spread even wider so he could see I wasn't wearing any panties. His cock surged to an erection big enough that I could easily see his pants tent. He started moving toward me. As he drew close, his smile expressed changed again... this time to cunt lust when he smelled the musky aroma of my freshly fucked pussy.

    The guy smiled and, without even bothering to ask, took a seat beside me. I guess he assumed that any woman who goes without panties and shows him her naked cunt wants his company. He didn't begin to realize how right he was. I moved closer to him, pressing my thigh against his.

    "Hi," he began. "I'm ..."

    "Stop! I don't want to know who you are. You're a hot, young stud with a gorgeous, hard cock. That's all I'm interested in," I moaned as my hand stroked his hard shaft. He was thick... maybe 7 inches. I thought it was a little thicker than the guy who had just finished fucking me, but about the same length. Most importantly, he qualified under my 3-H test: he was here, he was hot, and he was hard.

    "Shit!" You're something else, Lady. Do you like my dick, Baby?"

    "Oh yeah," I moaned, stroking him faster.

    "You want it?"

    "OOohhhhhhhhh... feel me," I hissed.

    His hand moved between my wide open legs to my cunt. He felt its heat. "Fucking A!" he whispered. Then, his fingers slipped into my hot box. "Of fuck, you're so damn slick and wet!"

    "Aaaahhh... AAAhhhh... AAAHHHH!" My hips surged up off the seat. Pumping wildly in the air against his probing fingers, my vagina erupted in an orgasm. Secretions wetted his hand.

    "You came! You fucking came in ten seconds!" he gasped in shock.

    "UUUnnnnnn... yessss... I came. Don't stop. Pump your fingers in harder... deeper." Gggaaahhhhh... mmmmmm... mmmmmm... mmmmmm... yesss... yess... yess... Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! OOOhhhhhhhhh!!"

    "Jezzzz... you came again. Oh fuck. I feel like I'm gonna cum too... in my pants!"

    "NO!!" I screamed. "Take me somewhere and fuck me. You do want to fuck me don't you? Most men like fucking married women. Don't you?"

    "You're married?"

    I showed him my rings. "Are you going to fuck me?" I moaned.

    "Where?"

    "My car. Back seat. Hurry."

    "I don't have any condoms," he warned me.

    "I do. All you want."

    He led me out of the club as several men who had been watching him finger fucking me looked on. I hoped some of them followed and watched through the car windows as he screwed me.

    Frantically, we pulled and tugged at each other's clothing. He had an easy job getting me naked since the only thing he had to take off to have access to my body was my dress. The garter belt, stockings, and heels concealed nothing. I had to work harder. His jeans were tight... very tight, obviously to show off his cock to women he wanted to fuck. I wondered how often it worked. It certainly worked with me, but I was a sure thing.

    When I had his jeans off, I wasn't the least surprised to find that he wore no briefs or shorts. Obviously, the young stud wanted the maximum effect when he exhibited his hard-on to a woman. Once his shirt was off, I felt my vagina throb at the sight of his bulging muscles. But most of all, my pussy was gushing over the sight of his thick member, hard as stone, jutting up into the air with precum leaking from its tip.

    "Fuck me with that big cock," I whispered in heat.

    "Condom?"

    Picking my handbag up off the floor of the car, I fished out several condoms, opened one, and started to roll it down his pulsing shaft.

    “Do I have to wear a condom?” he asked hopefully.

    “You can wear one if you want to or you can pump your load into my cunt or ass… you choice. Just hurry!” I was pressing my thighs together... grinding them against my erect, swollen clit.

    "AAaaahhh... OOoohhhh gawd. UUUmmmmmm!!" My thighs worked frantically against my erupting clitoris. "UUNNGHHH!! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! DAMN YOU! HURRY! GET INTO MEEEEEEE!!"

    Quickly, he moved behind me and pulled me down onto the seat in spoon position. He met with no resistance when he lifted my leg exposing my hole. His hips moved his cock into position. I felt it between my thighs sliding sensuously back and forth between my labia.

    "YYAHHHHH," I heard myself wail as his bare cock frictioned my sensitive, pulsing clitoris.

    Unlike the previous guy, this young stud wanted his cock up my cunt almost as much as I did. Fitting the head inside my hole, his hips snapped forward driving the cock into me.

    "Oooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" came my long, drawn out howl of pleasure. His hand moved over my hip and began rubbing my clitoris at the same time as his cock was pumping my hole.

    "Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh... I’m cumming... I’m cumming... fuck it …fuck it… fuck it… fuck it.... aahhhhhhhhhh!!"

    "Oh fucking shit! Me too. Can't hold it... you're too fucking hot. UGH! UGH! UGH UGH! TAKE MY LOAD, YOU HOT BITCH.... AAAHHHHHHH... I'M SHOOTING!!"

    I felt his dick convulsing at least six or seven times inside my vagina as he pumped his big load into me. Gradually, his thrusts slowed. Even though I had just climaxed, I loved the sensuous feeling of his prick slowly sliding back and forth inside me. Even when his fuck strokes stopped completely, I could still feel him twitching and pulsing in my pussy. Feeling his cock slowly throbbing inside me already had me wanting more, but I did restrain myself enough to let the guy rest for a few moments at least before I attacked him.

    As young as he was, I knew he would get hard and fuck me at least two more times. It was so hard to wait. He was such a deliciously hard and sexy man. I began to squeeze his cock with my vaginal muscles... slowly at first and then faster and harder. After a few minutes, my hips began moving causing his cock to slide back and forth inside my cum-soaked hole.

    "Oh shit... you're incredible! I'm going to fuck you again."

    "YYYAAAHHHHHH!... YES!... Oh god Yes! Fuck me!" He pulled out and stared at my widely stretched cunt. I stroked his hard shaft as he watched his cum load pouring out of my drenched vagina. Feeling his pulsing cock in my hand almost made me cum.

    When he shoved me onto my back and yanked my legs high in the air to put my cunt in perfect fucking position, ripples of hot pleasure flooded my vagina. I could feel my hole opening and closing... throbbing... then he sank his shaft into me.

    "AAAAHHHHHHHH... god... What a cock! Bang me, Stud. Bang my cunt!"

    I felt his cock lurch and throb when he heard me say "cunt". "I love that word! Just love it! he gasped, his cock throbbing wildly inside me. "And I really love hearing a woman use it... particularly a sexy, beautiful woman like you."

    Again and again, he slammed his meat into me. I couldn't stop gasping and screaming as one climax after another erupted inside my filled pussy. "Oh god. Dick me! Dick me with that big schlong, Lover." He did, and again, my hole spasmed around his plunging cock.

    "I'm about to cum again," he groaned.

    "Shoot it, Stud. Shoot it!"

    "Not yet. You get on top... reverse cowgirl, so I can see my cock sinking in and out of your hot cunt. Do you like it up your cunt?" he asked emphasizing the word "cunt".

    He pulled out of me and got on his back. I mounted reverse cowgirl and thrust my ass right in his face. "Can you see my cunt, Honey? Can you see how much your big cock has stretched my cunt? I won't even be able to feel my husband's dick tonight when he rams it into my cunt. Stick yours back in meee... in my cunt! Please. I want to come again."

    Once he was in me again, I began raising and lowering my ass on his cock. The sensations as it sank into my depths were so hot and erotic that he had me climaxing again after I had pumped myself on his cock a half dozen times.

    Suddenly, he screamed, "I GONNA CUM! I WANT TO CREAM YOUR FACE AND TITS!"

    He jerked his rod out of my pussy, turned me around, and began jacking off with the head of his cock a few inches away from my face and tits. I opened my mouth wide and extended my tongue to take his load.

    His dick exploded! Gush after thick gush of semen blasted into my face and nose. He lowered his aim and covered my tits with more semen. When he was finally shooting blanks, I leaned forward and sucked him into my mouth, cleaning his shaft of his delicious load and my cuntal secretions.

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    My nameless lover gave me two hard fuckings filling my cunt with cum the first time
    and drenching my face, mouth, and tits with his second load.

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    Time Line: Allen and Susan-Present Day:

    As usual, it was around 5:30 PM when I got home from work. As soon as I entered our home, I could hear Susan working in the kitchen. Before I was halfway there, I could smell the aroma of a baking lasagna.

    Susan had her back to me when I entered as she worked on making the salad to accompany the pasta. A newly opened bottle of Chianti had been poured into a decanter where it was breathing in preparation for our dinner. On the counter, I saw my favorite dessert, a German chocolate cake, freshly made from scratch, as usual.

    Susan didn't realize I was behind her until my hands slipped around her waist and moved upwards to cup and heft her large breasts. My cock surged when I felt her firm tits beneath my hands. After kissing her on the neck several times, I pulled up her sweater and removed one of her gorgeous tits.

    "Mmmmmmmmmm," she hissed with pleasure. "You should have come earlier, Darling. My husband will be home at any moment. We don't have enough time for you to fuck me."

    "Bend over the counter, Susan, and I'll fuck you fast before he comes home," I said as I got her other tit out of her bra.

    "But I don't want just a quickie from you, Honey. I want your big cock up my cunt and ass for hours. Can't you wait until later? I'll tell him I'm going over to Marge's house to visit. You can fuck me in the back seat of your car."

    "You are one blazingly hot slut, Susan," I whispered in my wife's ear as my hand rubbed her pussy through her skirt.

    "It's hard not to be a hot slut when I've got a stud like you panting and wild to fuck me." She turned around to face me, not bothering to replace her beautiful tits back inside her blouse. Her open-mouthed kiss was hot and deep. "MMmmmmmm... so fucking hot," she moaned. "Dinner's ready, Darling, but I want to fuck now. I'll put the oven on warm and salad in the fridge. The cake will be waiting for us after I exhaust you."

    Susan shoved me back against the counter, ripped her sweater over her head, knelt in front of me began unbuckling my belt. "Get my bra off, Honey, while I get this big cock out."

    By the time I had her bra unsnapped and lying on the floor, she had my pants off, my briefs pulled down, and was licking and sucking on the head of my cock. Hot shivers of pleasure quickly hardened my shaft into an iron-hard erection. Susan went after it like she had been cock-starved in a women's prison for a year. Almost frantically, she jacked my shaft while she devoured more and more of my prick.

    Between licking the head and sucking my shaft, she gasped, "Oh fuck... so damn big... so hard... I love your cock, Allen. It makes my cunt throb just to look at it, and when I get to suck... OOOoohhh fuckkk... I'm about to cum. Ram that big hard dick down my throat, Lover. Hold my head and ram it down my throat!"

    Following her directions, I put my hand on the back of her head and pulled her mouth further down my cock at the same time as I drove my hips forward burying my prick balls deep in her mouth.

    "OOOmmmpppffff... uuummmmmm.... uunnghhh!!" Her body began to shudder as she rammed three fingers into her cunt. I fucked her mouth harder. Her climax intensified. Her lips locked around the base of my cock as her body shook and trembled. Grunting and squealing, her orgasm ebbed slightly, but as soon as she rammed her mouth down my cock again, another climax engulfed her body.

    It was so wild and hot, I couldn't possible restrain my own climax... no man could. Thick wads of semen shot into her mouth and throat. Instead of jerking her head off my dick at my abrupt and intense ejaculation, my wife sucked me even harder. Her hips were humping wildly in hot fuck motions on her fingers.

    When I finally stopped shooting, she stood up and hissed, "God what a man! I need this in me ... in my cunt. Take me somewhere... anywhere... and fuck me. Hurry! I need it in me."

    "Whatever you say, you hot slut." Scooping my wife up in my arms, I deposited her ass on the kitchen table. She was already moaning, her hips thrusting upward in wild fuck motions. Amazingly, I was already hard again. Swabbing the head of my cock up the length of her slit brought howls from my wife. I did it again, and this time she hissed, "Don't... please, don't tease me. Fuck me. Fuck me with that hard dick. STICK IT IN ME! Any hole... just stick it in meeeeee," she wailed.

    Moving my hips into her sex saddle, I nailed my erection into her waiting cunt. Her head snapped back. Her mouth flew open allowing a deep, hissing scream to emerge. When I ground my pubic bone into her clitoris, her fingernails dug into my biceps as she erupted in another orgasm. Blood trickled down one of my arms.

    Pulling back, I hammered in and out of her throbbing cunt a dozen times, each time driving into her deep and hard. Her big tits were being jarred back and forth as she rammed her pussy onto my driving dick again and again. Her pussy convulsed in another orgasm.

    As soon as her body stopped shuddering, she licked her lips and said, "Take me to bed, you hot, fuck stud. I want room to ride your hard cock, Honey. Carry me to the bedroom with your cock buried up my pussy, Baby. Don't take it out. Fuck me and carry me... carry me and fuck me," she babbled.

    Once I had her in bed, she pushed me onto my back and mounted me reverse cowgirl. From then on, she was in control of the fucking. Susan was wild for it. Her ass pounded up and down on my cock so hard, it was driving my butt deep into the mattress every time she rammed herself down on my shaft.

    Reaching around her hips, my fingers moved to her clit. It was erect and swollen... protruding from its protective hood by close to an inch. I could feel it throb. As soon as I rubbed its surface, it began to contract in hard spasms. My wife shrieked and squealed in an intense orgasm.

    "AAAAAEEEEEEEEEEE!! AAAHHHHEEEEEEEEEE!! AAAHHHEEEEE!!"

    Her cunt juices spurted all over my cock and balls. Jerking herself off my rod, she turned, bent over and mashed her tits into my face at the same times as she guided my cock back inside her still erupting vagina.

    Again and again, she took my cock deep inside her hole. I couldn't take any more. "I can't hold out any longer, Susan," I groaned. "Got to cum... gonna shoot."

    "Yes...yes... YES! SHOOT IT! SHOOT IT! FILL MY HOLE WITH YOUR BIG LOAD, LOVER. CUM IN ME... IN MY CUNT!"

    Our mutual climaxes lasted more than minute. Finally, Susan rolled off my body and collapsed beside me. She lay there unmoving for several minutes before she turned on her side and snuggled up against me, with her head on my chest.

    In a few minutes, Susan was asleep. While she slept, I reflected for at least the hundredth time on the wild change our sex life had taken four years previously.

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    Sex with my wife was beyond description. She was, without a doubt,
    the hottest woman I had ever seen. Being in bed with her
    was like a wet dream.

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    Time Line: Four Years Previously:

    After six years of marriage, we were both in our early 30's. Like most couples married for six years, sex between had decreased to an average of twice a week. It was satisfying but not really wild or hot. To be truthful, I was somewhat disappointed but had no idea what to do about it.

    My job as a regional sales rep often requires travel, which wasn't pleasant, but it was necessary if I was going to continue to bring in $120,000 a year mostly on commissions. I remembered well that it was early spring, and I had a four-day trip to the western area of my territory that would allow me to visit 10 of my best customers. I had left on Monday morning and returned Friday afternoon around 4 PM.

    That night, Susan came out of our bedroom dressed in a hot, mini-skirt, tight blouse that showed off a lot of her luscious tits, thigh-high stockings, and four-inch heels. I hadn't seen her dressed so erotically in years. I got an instant, iron-hard erection.

    Before I could ask her what was happening, she had moved into my arms and given me a kiss that curled my toes. As her mouth devoured mine, her cunt was doing an erotic dance over my erection.

    "Oh Lover, is that big hard-on for me?" she had asked in a voice so sultry and hot, it made my cock throb even harder.

    "Oh hell yes. Let's go to the bedroom and I'll give it to you."

    "Not so fast, Lover. I've got a great evening planned. So just keep it hard and ready, Baby. You're going to be using it a lot tonight."

    We went out to dinner during which Susan's hand never left my cock. She ate with one hand and stroked me with the other one. After dinner, we went dancing and she was dry fucking me on the dance floor with two dozen men and a dozen couples watching. Everyone in the place assumed I was with a $2,000 a night, expensive call girl.

    After a couple of dances, Susan whispered in my ear, "Take me to the ladies room and fuck me, Stud! Now."

    "I can't go to the ladies room," I protested. "I'll be arrested."

    "No you won't. I'll go in first to be certain there's no one inside. Then I'll come out and get you. We'll lock the door, Baby. Please. As hot as you've got me, it won't take long. I'll cum as soon as you put that hard cock up my cunt. Come on. It'll be hot and wild!"

    I knew I should say no, but Susan as so wild and hot, I couldn't. It worked out just as she had planned it. To say I was confused would be a gross understatement. I was totally lost. The woman I was with looked like my wife, but I hardly recognized anything she was doing. As soon as we were inside the ladies room with the door locked, she hissed, "I need cock up my ass. Now. I can't wait any longer."

    Her fingers unzipped me and pulled out my iron-hard erection. Once she had it out, she yanked her short skirt up around her hips and pulled off her panties. All this took no more than 30 seconds. The next thing I knew, she was bent over the makeup table and moaning, "Hurry, Honey. Fuck me. Hard and fast. Ass fuck me like a hot whore. Ram it in and shoot me full of cum."

    As hot as we were, it only took about five minutes of frantic fucking for both of us to get off. After pulling our clothes back in place, Susan pulled me back to the club area, where we spent another hour drinking and dancing. Susan's dancing was a repeat of what it had been earlier except now she was dancing with other men besides me. My eyes never left her as she gyrated and ground her body against her dance partners getting everyone of them hard and hot. She told me later that three of the men had asked her for sex, either out in the parking lot right then or later in week at a motel or their apartment.

    On the way home, she sucked my cock until I had to pull onto the shoulder while she sucked my load into her belly. That night, I fucked Susan four more times in addition to the one time in the ladies room and the blowjob on the drive home.

    That was just the beginning of an entirely new sex life. Instead of twice a week, it immediately became a daily affair or more. A week hardly passed that there weren't two or three days when I fucked my wife twice. Three times a day was not a rarity.

    At the time, I had no idea what in hell had happened to change my wife from a rather unexciting bed partner into a wild, hot, nearly insatiable slut. Whatever it was, I loved it. I just fucking loved it!

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    Time Line: Present Day:

    After our wild sex of the previous evening, my sexy husband allowed me to sleep late while he got up around 6:30 AM, showered, shaved, dressed for work, and finally made himself a quick breakfast. Normally, Allen doesn't work on Saturday, but after being gone for four days, he felt he had to go to the office and catch up on work he had missed.

    Allen made so much money in his job as regional sales rep, there was no need for me to work. He had always done well. During his first couple of years, he was bringing home $75,000 to $80,000 a year, mainly in commissions. After another two years, this had risen to over $100,000. Then, his hard work really paid off and his commissions soared about three years ago. He was now making over $200,000 a year. So, I had the luxury of fucking until the wee hours and then sleeping late.

    I awoke around 10 AM in a sweat, my vagina wet and throbbing thanks to an erotic dream in which four studs had me naked on a bed fucking all of my holes. I had planned to get up, shower, and have a late breakfast, but a shower was the last thing I wanted at the moment.

    As my fingers slid slowly ... sensuously... through the wet folds of my pussy, I arched my hips... teasing myself by moving my fingers all around my erect and pulsing clitoris without touching it. In my mind, two of the four studs who had been fucking me in my dream became the two guys who had banged me yesterday afternoon, and the third guy was my sexy husband who almost fucked my ass off last night.

    My fingers rubbed my clit bringing a hot moan from my lips. My ass pumped up and down in hot fuck motions as I thought about who the fourth dream guy must be. When I settled on the 17-year old yard boy who had been cutting our grass, trimming our hedges, and fucking my needy pussy during the summer time as my fourth stud, my clitoris throbbed in a hard spasm... then contracted spastically in my first orgasm of the day.

    Continuing to slowly caress my pulsing clit, I had to smile when I thought about the hot, sexy day I had had yesterday. The first guy had gotten me off at least five times while he was shooting off twice. The second, younger stud had really drenched my face and tits when he ejaculated that first time. Then, after that, he had screwed me two more times. I thought I came 6 times before he couldn't get it up again. But the best of all was my hot husband last night shooting three more loads of cum into me while making me cum at least eight times.

    "Christ! Did I really get off 19 or twenty times during the day while three hot studs were shooting out eight loads of sperm-filled semen? Maybe it wasn't that many, but it was a hell of a lot," I thought with a grin.

    I was still stroking my now slowly pulsing clit when I thought back four years to that trip Allen had taken that has transformed me from an unexciting housewife who was satisfied with routine sex twice a week into a hot slut who wanted it constantly. My husband never had gotten over the transformation, but he sure as hell enjoyed it. He must have asked me what happened 50 times. I just told him that women hit their sexual peak in their 30s, and I just hit mine.

    My clitoris throbbed hard when I thought about how it really started. "Oh fuck... I need it cum again," I gasped as my fingers again began to rub my throbbing button frantically. My ass snapped upward and humped the air as my vagina pulsed... then contracted. My legs began to vibrate ... toes curling backward as my eyes shut. When the orgasm exploded, my legs slammed shut as my body shuddered again and again. It was a good thing that I was alone because each time my clitoris contracted, I screamed with the intensity of the feeling.

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    The day had just begun, and I had already gotten off three times.
    Feeling my cunt and clit throb like that was so delicious!
    I just couldn’t get enough.

    After the orgasm abated somewhat, the events of that erotic week again flashed through my mind.

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    Time Line: The Beginning-Four Years Previously:

    Allen had left early Monday morning for his four-day swing through the western portions of his sales territory. We hadn't made love since the previous Wednesday, so it had already been over four days since I had been laid. That really wasn't a problem since we usually averaged only twice a week anyway. On occasion, we often went a full week without having sex, so, as I say, it wasn't and didn't figure to be a problem.

    While I didn't miss sex, I did miss Allen's company so when Brenda Michaels asked me over for a party at her house Monday evening, I jumped at the chance. As I remember, I didn't even bother to ask who was invited. I just wanted company as I always hated being alone.

    Since it was, after all, a party, I decided that I should dress up and not arrive wearing a baggy sweatshirt, worn out jeans, and slippers. After some thought, I decided on a tight jean skirt with a hemline that came to within three inches of my knees... so it looked attractive and smart, but not slutty. My black top exposed a little cleavage, which I thought was sort of sexy. All things considered, I thought is was just right for the party.

    When I arrived, however, I wasn't so sure. I was easily the most conservatively dressed woman present. Brenda, who was divorced, had invited three of her single or divorced female friends and me. I assumed I was invited because my husband was out of town for the entire work week.

    The men started arriving about 30 minutes after I did. I was surprised to see that Brenda had invited seven men. They were all in their 20s or early 30s, and every one of them looked like a sexy, virile, stud. They all wore tight jeans or slacks for the same reason women wear tight tops... to show off their equipment. And god... did they ever have equipment to show off. I didn't see a single bulge that looked like it could be caused by anything less than a seven-inch cock.

    I had already had one drink, and before I knew it, some hunky dark-headed guy had put a fresh drink in my hand as he backed me into the corner of the couch, put his hand on my thigh, and began to tell me how gorgeous I looked and ask how he could have possibly missed seeing me before. I knew it was a line, but I loved it anyway. It had been so long since a man had made a serious effort to hit on me.

    I finished my drink, and Brenda was right there with a fresh one. "I see you've met, Stan. Has my gorgeous friend told you her name yet, Stan?" she asked.

    "She said it was Susan. Was she telling the truth?" he asked with a grin.

    "Yeah. Be careful of this one, Honey. He's really dangerous."

    "He doesn't look dangerous," I responded. "In fact, he looks really nice."

    "That's one of the reasons why he's so dangerous, Honey."

    "What's the other one?" I asked now feeling no pain.

    "He carrying a weapon in his pants, Susan... a big weapon... and, it's fully loaded and ready to fire."

    "Mmmm... he does sound dangerous."

    "Come on, Susan," Stan said with a smile. "I'm really not dangerous at all, but I do love to dance with gorgeous women. How about it?"

    We danced two or three numbers in the game room of Brenda's house. Two of the other women had also paired up and were dancing. As Stan and I danced, his hands moved onto my ass and pressed my mound against his "weapon". God... it did feel big... a lot bigger than seven inches, and he was hard... so damn hard.

    I pulled his hands up to my waist the first couple of times he let them move onto my ass. When I tried for a third time to move his hands upward, he whispered, "Don't. I like feeling your ass. It's awesome."

    "But others will see," I had protested.

    "Look over there at Grant and Wilma," he said softly.

    I did look and what I saw sent shiver through my loins. I felt my vagina throb slightly. Grant not only had his hands on Wilma's ass, he had his hand under her dress grinding her against his penis. Wilma was not only not putting up any resistance, she was grinding her pussy against his shaft as they shuffled around the dance floor.

    "Oh my god," I hissed. Again, I felt Stan's hands caressing my ass. This time I didn't try to stop him.

    "And look over there at David and Anita."

    David also had one of his hands under Anita's skirt, but his other hand was cupping and playing with one of her naked tits, which he had removed from her blouse. Now, it was not only my vagina that was throbbing. It had now been joined by my clitoris.

    After the third song ended, Stan took me back to the couch and began to make out with me. I saw Brenda watching with a big grin on her face.

    Almost as soon as we had sat down, Stan pulled me close and kissed me as his hand moved over my breasts. Very quickly, his fingers were slipping into my cleavage. When I felt his tongue entering my mouth, a shudder rippled through me. It had been six years since another man had kissed me, even counting under the mistletoe at Christmas. Now, this young adonis had his tongue in my mouth. I was shocked to realize that I had my mouth wide open. I also realized that my panties were soaked, and my inner thighs were slick with my secretions. With his kiss forcing me to breathe through my nose, I smelled the musky aroma of my arousal.

    Breaking our kiss, Stan moved his lips to my neck. When I felt his lips and then his tongue against my flesh, a moan escaped my lips... then another and another until he had me moaning repeatedly. "Feel me, Susan," he whispered. "Feel my cock. See how excited and hard you've got me. Do it."

    With his lips again moving sensuously over my neck and my pussy throbbing, I couldn't resist. I knew he was big... really big. I just had to feel him and find out exactly how big his cock was. My hand seemed to move of its own accord to his crotch. The thick, powerful organ throbbed inside his pants. I gasped at his size. My pussy throbbed even harder.

    "Open my pants. Go inside, Susan. Feel it."

    My brain seemed incapable of resistance as my fingers frantically opened his pants allowing my hand to slip inside.

    Stan's hands were now cupping both of my tits, but so far, he hadn't taken them out. I wondered why. I wanted them out. His cock was jerking wildly under my hand. It was too big for me to get my hand all the way around it when it was still inside his briefs. I wondered if I would be able to encircle it when I had it out. Realizing that I had thought "when I had it out" and not "if I had it out", fluids gushed out of my excited pussy. I was losing control.

    "Take it out, Susan. Feel it. Stroke it. You know you want to."

    He didn't have to argue or persuade me that I wanted to take it out. I practically tore Stan's pants getting his huge shaft out. With my hand closed around his dick at the base, I found that I could just barely get my hand all the way around his cock. I also saw that with my hand around his cock at the base, twice as much extended beyond my hand as was in it.

    "My god, Stan. You're huge. How big is it? Eight inches?"

    "Closer to nine. Can you feel it throbbing? That's because it wants to be inside your pussy."

    "Ohhhhh god.... OOoohhhh god... Ooohhhh my god!"

    Once more, his lips locked onto mine, shutting off my moans, but not the throbbing and jerking of his big cock in my hand.

    Stan's tongue was fucking in and out of my mouth when his hands pulled my top and my bra down exposing both of my tits.

    When I felt the cool air on them, I knew that I was about to be fucked. I had never cheated on my husband before, and I realized that I only had moments left to do something before Stan would mount me. And once he was on me, there would be no way I could possibly resist spreading my legs for him. Even if I didn't spread, he would just force my legs open and sink his big cock into me.

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    Stan had me hotter than I had been in years. My clit was
    erect and swollen. My vagina was a swamp.

    "OOohhhh," I moaned unable to remain quiet as his hands roamed over my tits and thighs. When he moved his hand under my skirt and started inside my panties, I finally managed the will power to stop him. "I can't do this. I'm sorry, Stan. I just can't. I'm married. The other women aren't. I'm sorry."

    Stan's response was to whisper, "I know that 'no' means 'no', but before you leave here, Susan, I am going to fuck you, and you're going to love it."

    His words had me panting and my pussy right on the edge of an orgasm even as I was struggling to my feet. I quickly made my exit from the game room.

    After finding Brenda, I told her what had happened and that I should be going. "Don't be ridiculous, Susan. So a guy hit on you and wants to fuck you. So what? You're a drop-dead, gorgeous woman. Guys are supposed to hit on beautiful women, and we're supposed to enjoy it even if we do eventually leave them high and dry. Here... have another drink. The party's just getting started."

    By 11 PM, I had danced with five different guys and every one of them had hit on me. They all had managed to get their hands on my ass and four of the five got their hands under my skirt onto my panties. And three of those slotted my panties. Martin had even managed to get a finger under my panties and on my clitoris. I was so close to an orgasm that it took all my will power to pull away. I was panting when I did so. When, I gave him my excuse about being married, he replied, "So what? Your husband's out of town, you're hot as fire, I'm so hard it hurts, and I want to fuck you. Let's find an empty bedroom, Baby."

    I pulled away from Martin saying again, "I'm sorry, Martin. I just can't cheat on my husband. I've never done that." After saying that, I left Martin standing in the middle of the dance floor with his erection tenting his pants and made my way back to the den. Brenda handed me another drink and asked, "Well, did Martin get into your panties or not?"

    "He gave it a major effort, but no, he didn't."

    "Wow, you are a hard case. Did he even get a taste?"

    "Well, he probably licked his finger after getting it into my pussy while we were dancing... so I guess you could say that he did get a taste." Brenda laughed, and I joined her.

    "Do you know Cora Williams?" Brenda asked.

    "Yeah. I've met her a few times. In fact, I met her earlier in the evening, but I haven't seen her in the last hour or so. Did she leave?"

    "No. She's in one of the guest bedrooms right now being fucked by David and Frank. Want to sneak in and watch her get it from both of those studs at the same time?"

    "At the same time? Two guys? You're kidding me."

    "No way, Honey. Here, let me refresh your drink and we'll sneak in and watch."

    "I've already had too much, Brenda. I'm already half drunk."

    "So what? It's a party, and hubby is a long ways away. So don't sweat it." She filled my glass and then led me down the hallway toward the guest bedrooms. We were only halfway there when Brenda stopped and turned to me. "Do you know you're the only woman here who still has on her skirt and top. All the rest of us are down to just our panties and bras or even less. Come on. Lose the skirt and top before we get there."

    I hesitated, "I don't know, Brenda. These guys might get the wrong idea."

    "How in hell is that possible. You've already had five of them hit on you and ask you for sex. Every one of them is already as hot for you as it's possible to be. That's not going to change whether you're wearing a skirt and top or not. Now come on. Stop being a total wet blanket and lose the skirt and top."

    I was already so drunk that what Brenda was saying seemed to make sense, so I nodded and pulled off my top."

    "Now the skirt, Honey."

    As I lowered my skirt, I grinned and said, "This is so erotic... letting all these young guys see me in just my bra and panties." I stepped out of my skirt.

    "Is it turning you on, Susan? Getting you wet and hot?"

    "Yeah."

    "A little or a lot?"

    "Maybe somewhere in between."

    "Then come on. Let's go watch Cora getting screwed. If that doesn't light your fires, nothing will."

    We slipped into the guest bedroom very quietly, but when I saw Cora being fucked by two guys with cocks both larger than my husband's and heard her moaning every time one of them disappeared into her cunt or ass, I couldn't suppress a gasp of shock, surprise, and excitement. The two men who were watching the action on the bed turned to look at me and continued to stare at my nearly naked body.

    "See that," Brenda whispered in my ear.

    "What?"

    "Over there. Hank and Grant can't take their eyes off your hot body. They're more excited looking you over than watching Cora getting double fucked. Doesn't that turn you on... come on, Honey... fess up."

    "Yesss," I moaned. "It shouldn't, but it does."

    "Bull shit! It's supposed to turn you on when men get hard as stone looking at you."

    I had danced with both men earlier but had rebuffed their efforts to get their hands under my skirt. Now I didn't even have a skirt or a top on. Grant came over, moved behind me, and whispered, "You're hot, Susan. Best looking woman here. In fact, probably the best looking woman I've seen in a long time. Your tits and body are fucking awesome. MMMMmm... does it turn you on to watch those two huge cocks fucking Cora?"

    "Yes," I moaned. Grant's arms circled my waist. His hands spread out over my naked belly.

    Grant moved closer. Watch Frank's ass, Susan. He's the one with his cock in Cora's ass. He's getting ready to cum in her. Watch his ass. It'll start clenching any moment, and each time it does, another big cum load is shooting into her. Oh yeah! Now... Now! Look at his ass, Susan. He's cumming... See him thrust and his buttocks clench... Man... he's pumping his load into her. Can you see it?"

    "Oh yessss," I groaned. "And he's still doing it... again and again... How can a man shoot off that many times?" I was so enthralled watching Frank cumming inside Cora's ass that I hadn't even noticed that Grant had pulled my bra down below my tits, which were now fully exposed.

    Grant's hands moved upward, cupping both of my tits. "Frank's shot all of his load into her. Now watch David. He's gonna fill her pussy with his big fuck load."

    A moment later, I heard Cora shriek, "He's cumming... oohhhh fuckkk... he's cumming in my cunt!"

    Watching the shaft of David's thick dick, I could see it expanding and pulsing as it ejaculated inside Cora's wet cunt. "I can see his cock swelling and throbbing every time he shoots into her," I gasped into Grant's ear as his fingers squeezed, pulled, and twisted my nipples sending waves of pleasure through me.

    ` "You're right, Susan. David's shooting his load up Cora's hot cunt. His big cock is pumping her full. Can you hear her moaning everytime another big cum gush is pumped into her? Can you hear her moan?"

    "Ohhhh yess... She's cumming... she's cumming really hard," I responded.

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    Cora couldn’t stop shrieking and screaming as the two cocks rammed balls
    deep into her ass and cunt holes. Her tits bounced wildly as
    her body was buffeted between the two men. She seemed
    to be having continuous orgasms.

    I fully realized that Grant had now knelt down and was pulling my panties down my thighs. But I was too drunk and too excited to stop him. It didn't help that Brenda was rubbing my ass and whispering in my ear telling me how hard I had gotten Grant's and Hank's cocks.

    "Lick her cunt, Grant. Get your tongue on her clit," Brenda hissed. Grant's hand cupped my ass cheeks and turned my pussy toward his waiting lips.

    "OOohhhhhhhhh god... aaahhhhhhhhhhhhh." For the first time since I was married, another man had his hands on my naked ass and his mouth pressing into my pussy. I couldn't stop groaning as his tongue probed trying to get to my engorged clitoris.

    "OOOHHHH GOD! THEY'RE FUCKING ME AGAIN... UUUNNNGGHHHH! THEY'RE STICKING THEIR COCKS INTO MEEEEEEEEE!" Cora wailed from the bed. I glanced at bed again. Incredibly, David and Frank were hard again and were now double fucking Cora with her sitting on David with his cock in her ass while Frank was plowing her cunt.

    The sight was so hot... so erotic... I couldn't keep my ass still. I was now shamelessly humping against Grant's mouth. Hank had moved behind me and was now playing with my tits.

    "Can't get to her," Grant growled.

    "Spread your legs wider, Susan," Brenda ordered. "How do you expect a man to lick and suck your clit if you don't spread. Do it. Now. Spread your legs, Honey. He's gonna get you off like a stick of dynamite exploding."

    I watched Grants head moving between my thighs as I spread my legs wide to give him access. His tongue honed in on my throbbing clit like a bloodhound. His tongue circled my passion bud and then flicked it with the tip of his tongue.

    "GGaaaAHHHH," came my enraptured moan. He sucked it, and I gasped. His lips tightened on the shaft. "UUUMMMMMMM..... yes... yes... YES! Don't stop. DON'T STOP! Oooohhh... fuckkkk... I'm going to cummmmmmm!"

    When his tongue continued to stroke me, my clit exploded along with my vagina. Juices poured out of me drenching Grant's face. I was still cumming when Grant rose to his feet, picked me up, and, draping me over his shoulder, carried me like a sack of potatoes with my ass up in the air, into another of the vacant bedrooms.

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    As soon as Grant carried me into the bedroom, he kicked the door shut, and bent me over with my head down on a couch with my ass high in the air. Moving behind me, he pushed my legs apart, but when he tried to move between them, I closed them enough to stop him.

    "Open your legs, Susan," I heard him order.

    "I can't. I'm married, and I've never cheated on my husband before."

    "Open your legs! Now!"

    "I can't. Please. I know I shouldn't have teased you, but I just can't."

    The hard, open-handed slap against my right buttock was followed by another one, equally hard, against my left one.

    My scream was one of shock, surprise, and pain. I tried to twist away but Grant held me bent over the arm of couch easily. He spanked me several more times until it felt like my ass was on fire. It hurt, but I was stunned to realize that I was thrusting my ass upward.

    "Spread your legs, Susan," he said in soft voice.

    I not only spread them, I found myself moving one leg off the couch and planting it far to the side completely exposing both of my openings. A deep groan escaped my lips when the cock moved up and down my sex trench separating my labia... exposing my erect and very turgid clitoris and the entrance to my vagina.

    "Please don't," I moaned.

    WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

    Wild grunts poured from my mouth each time Grant spanked my ass. Again, my hips thrust upward, almost of their own accord, as if I wanted to be spanked... to be made to open my legs... to be forced to fuck.

    "What did you say, Susan?"

    "Please don't fuck me. I'm married."

    WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

    "Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Ooohhhh god! AAAAahhhhhh... Please... Please!"

    "What did you say, Susan?"

    I had reached the end of my will power. I just couldn't resist any longer. I had to have a cock in me... fucking me. "Please do it to me. I'm on fire," I groaned.

    "Do what?"

    "Fuck me."

    "What?"

    "FUCK ME!"

    "What?"

    "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! PLEASE! PUT IT IN ME!"

    "Where?"

    "IN MY CUNT... IN MY ASS... ANYWHERE! JUST FUCK MEEEEE!"

    The big cock again pressed against my labia, separating them easily. I could feel my cuntal secretions flowing out of my pussy coating his cock. The cock head swabbed back and forth bringing hissing moans from my lips. When it stroked over my clitoris, my moans abruptly changed to gasps of pleasure.

    Grant held my hips for leverage and moved his cock back to the opening to my vagina. I felt the head pushing inside my vagina... spreading my hole. When my vaginal lips enveloped the big cock head, I came... hard! I had never.. ever.. cum that quickly with my husband.

    "OOoohhhhhhh fuck! Fuck! FUCK! I'm cumming! I'M CUMMING! OOOHHH! OOOHHH! OOOHHH!"

    "Jezzz! One inch of cock in you and you're already cumming! You are one hot woman, Susan. Want more? Or is one inch enough?"

    "More... MORE, you sexy bastard," I moaned with my vagina still throbbing from my climax. "Stick it in... Give it to me!"

    With excruciating slowness, Grant sank his rigid shaft into me. Inch after glorious inch of cock disappeared into my soaked cunt until all seven inches of dick were buried and his balls were resting on my clit. At first, he didn't fuck me. Instead, he pressed his cock hard against my womb... grinding it in... making me arch my ass to take his length. His hand moved around my thigh and searched out my swollen clitoris. As soon as he began rubbing it, another convulsion surged through me. This time, it wasn't only my vagina that was erupting in spastic contractions but my clitoris as well.

    "AAAWWWWWW! OH FUCKING SHIT! I'M CUMMING AGAIN... UUNNN.. UUNNN... UUNNN... AAAHHHHHHHHH!!"

    My entire body was shuddering in the midst of my second orgasm when Grant began to fuck me. I gasped when he first pulled six inches of his cock out of my cunt... held the head just inside my vagina... and then rammed his entire length back into my waiting hole with determined masculine authority. The cock thudded into my womb sending shock waves of pleasure up and down my vagina as my clit was dancing wildly in and out of its sheathe. My ecstatic howl filled the entire room.

    Grant's hips went into overdrive after that. Again and again, his iron-hard prick plundered my helpless vagina... ramming into me like the pistons of a out-of-control, runaway, express train. I couldn't stop screaming.

    "Ohhhhh god... you bastard! You're making me spread... making me let you fuck my husband's pussy with that big cock... aaaahhh... AAAHHHHH... OOOhhhh shit... You're killing meeeeeeeee... stretching me.... fucking my married cunt... Oh god... oh god... OH GOD! CUMMINGGG! I'M CUMMING! FUCK IT... FUCK IT.. HARDER! OOOHHH GOD FUCK ME HARDER!!"

    "First load's going in, Susan. Hope you're on the pill cause I'm not pulling out. HERE IT COMES! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! AAAHHHH FUCK... Your cunt's squeezing my cock like a fucking vise. Milk it, Baby. Milk my dick!"

    My cunt was contracting so hard, I just automatically followed Grant's command. Each time my vagina throbbed, it seemed to pull another small gush of sperm-filled semen out of his jerking dick. Finally, he collapsed on top of my body. For several minutes, his softening cock continued to twitch and soak inside my creamy pussy.

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    I had never been screwed so hard in my life. Nor had I ever cum as many
    times as Grant got me off. And every orgasm was explosive!

    When Grant finally dismounted, Brenda was right there with another drink and a warm, wet towel for me wipe the sweat from my body and the streams of semen from my pussy and ass.

    "Wow!" she finally said. "I've never seen a woman come that hard and that fast. You got off as soon as his dick got into your pussy, and then you came again when he pushed it all the way in. I had to rub my pussy and masturbate just watching you. Honey, you really needed that fuck."

    "I know... I know. I should feel badly, but all I can think about right now is how good my pussy feels. I'm too drunk to drive home, Brenda. Do you think that I can..."

    "Of course! Don't you even think about leaving. You can have this bedroom when you're ready to turn in for the night."

    "I think that's about right now," I said as I took a long swallow of my drink. Brenda laughed.

    "What's so funny?"

    "You, Honey, you and your idea that you're just going to snuggle down in the bed and go to sleep when there are six more men here who are all wild to get into your hot pussy. I don't think you'll be getting too much sleep tonight."

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    Brenda's comment turned out to be prophetic. A little after midnight, not more than 10 minutes after Grant had left the bedroom, Hank came in. He was already naked and ready, his cock hard and pointed upward, almost touching his belly. Climbing onto the couch with me, he pulled my body close and kissed me hard. I returned his kiss with even more passion causing him to moan.

    His hands were everywhere... on my legs, my thighs, my tits, roaming over my ass, and, of course, all over my pussy and in it. My hips snapped back and forth as he expertly finger fucked my hole while rubbing my clit with his thumb. The sensuous squishing noises of his fingers moving inside me filled my ears. Those hot sounds and our excited breathing already had me throbbing and ready.

    "I'm really messy down there, Honey. Let me go to the bathroom and clean up for you," I whispered.

    "Fuck no! I love the way you feel when you're sweaty and your cunt's full of cum. I just love sloppy seconds. But we will clean you up a bit first."

    Before I realized what he meant, Hank had pushed me onto my back, moved my legs apart, and pressed his face against my sodden cunt.

    "Oh god! You don't have to do that, Hank. I'm full of Grant's cum load. Come back up, Honey. Just get on me and fuck me good."

    The delicious, hot stud ignored me. His tongue slid erotically up the length of my cunt slit onto my clit. Instantly, my ass snapped upward as my hands grabbed the back of his head and pressed his mouth even harder against my now wildly pulsing clitoris. His tongue entered my cum-filled vagina and began to lap up the erotic mixture of Grant's cum load and my copious cuntal juices.

    Hank had obviously perfected his cream pie eating technique. Each delicious swipe of his tongue inside my pussy was followed my a half minute or so of attention to my engorged clit. He had me gasping and humping his mouth frantically in just minutes.

    "Squeeze the juices into my mouth, Susan," he ordered. I obeyed... oh god... did I ever obey. Again and again, I contracted every vaginal muscle I had to force more of Grant's cum load out of my cunt and onto Hank's waiting tongue. His tongue again lashed my clitoris, and I just exploded in orgasm.

    "AAAHHHHHHHH... OOOoohhhhhhhh god... you hot Stud... You're making me cum! UUNNGGHH! Oh fuck yes! Suck my cunt clean, you randy bastard. Clean the cum out of meeeeeee!"

    I lost track of how long Hank sucked me, but I came again before he mounted me. This time, I got fucked on my back with my leg up on his shoulder. He was a wild man pounding into me and driving my ass deep into the cushions of the couch on every thrust. His cock was only average, but my god, did he ever know how to use it in a woman! I was cumming like a hot slut on his dick again and again.

    When he shot off, his load was even bigger than Grant's. Each time Hank drove his dick into the bottom of my cunt, I felt it jerk hard and shoot in another large wad of cum. After two or three such injections, there was no more room inside my vagina to hold his repeated ejaculations. After that, every time his dick shot in another stream of semen, it was forced out of my hole and ran down my ass.

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    The lighted dial of the clock said it was after 2 AM when I was again mounted by two of the men. Rather than being angry, I was wildly excited. I didn't understand it. For some reason, I didn't seem to be able to get enough sex. No matter how many times the men made me cum on their cocks, tongues, or fingers, I still wanted more. And when I got more, I had another half dozen intense orgasms.

    Allen was great in bed, but after he had fucked me twice, and I had gotten off several times, I was more than satisfied and wanted nothing more than to snuggle up against him and sleep. Now, I wanted the sex to go on and on and on. At the moment, Stan and Martin were giving me my wish.

    "I told you that I was going to fuck you before the night was over, Susan," Stan reminded me. "Now get on your knees. Put your head on the bed, and stick that hot ass up in the air." I scrambled into the position. When my ass was high in the air, my pussy was already gushing in anticipation of more cock.

    "Good. Good," Stan said. "She's got a hot looking ass, don't you think so, Martin?"

    "Oh hell yes. I knew her ass was going to be hot and delicious when I felt it out on the dance floor earlier this evening. Susan, reach back and pull your ass cheeks apart so we can inspect your holes."

    I knew I should have been insulted by Martin's crude and insulting remark, but all it did was make me hotter. Reaching back, I spread myself as wide as possible and even thrust my ass higher."

    "MMmmmm... delicious looking fuck holes, Susan. I can see that your cunt already been used a lot, but your ass hole seems to have been neglected. Has your ass hole been used tonight?"

    My face flamed red with embarrassment, but my pussy throbbed even harder. I could feel my clitoris becoming hard and erect. "Well, answer me, Susan," Stan demanded. "Has your ass hole been fucked tonight?"

    "No. Please fuck my ass hole, Stan... Martin. I'm sorry I was such a cock tease earlier. Fuck my holes and punish me... please."

    I moaned with anticipation when I felt Stan's hands on my ass and his body pressing against my thighs. Then his cock head was against my rosebud... pressing... harder... demanding entrance. I relaxed, and Stan's hard shaft surged into my ass.

    "GGGAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

    "Like it up your ass, Susan?" He rammed it deeper.

    "UUUNNGGGHHHH!!"

    "Almost in balls deep, Slut."

    "AAAAHHHHHHH... YES... YES... STICK ALL OF IT INNNNNNNN!!"

    Stan began to fuck me with steady, deep strokes. My hand moved automatically to my clitoris and stroked it frantically. I came in less than a few minutes.

    "Hot Shit! She's cumming already. You should feel her ass and cunt snapping at my cock, Martin."

    "Roll her over, Stan. Get her on top of you and pull her legs back so I can ram her cunt hole."

    Stan held me around the waist, rolled us over, and pulled my legs back to expose my cunt. Martin mounted me and slammed his rigid cock up my pussy in one hard, deep, driving thrust.

    "UUNNGGHH! Aw god... you're both fucking meeeeeeeee... ugh! ugh! too much... I can't take this... too much... too much cock... stop... ohhhh stop"

    Neither man paid the slightest attention to my whining and female protests. Again and again, their hard organs pounded into me... thudding hard against my cervix to bring grunts from my lips... sinking deep into my bowels causing my vagina to contract around Martin's plunging shaft. Back and forth... again and again. The friction on my G-spot was driving me crazy. My clitoris was being mashed flat when Martin's cock filled my cunt.

    "UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH!"

    "Hot fuck bitch," Stan grunted as he planted his cock deep inside my ass.

    "Her cunt's delicious," Martin informed his friend.

    "Suck my nipples, Martin," I heard myself hiss... totally shocked at myself. He did, and I came in hard, jerking spasms.

    "She's cumming," Stan announced. "Her ass is contracting around my dick like crazy."

    "Still want us to stop?" Martin asked before he went back to sucking and biting my nipples.

    "NOOOO!!! DON'T STOP. KEEP FUCKING MEEEEEEEEE!! I'M GONNA CUM AGAIN!!"

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    I was sound asleep at 4 AM, when Jack mounted me. As soon as his cock entered my cunt, I was wide awake. It seemed like my legs had a mind of their own as they instantly rose and wrapped around his hips, my ankles locking, and my thighs muscles pulling him even more deeply into my already convulsing vagina.

    Jack fucked me hard and deep with my legs shoved up behind my head. Every stroke rammed hard against the bottom of my cunt causing my body to bounce and shake.

    "UUUmmmm... yessss... fuck me, Jack. Fuck my married cunt hard, Lover. Pound me, Stud," I hissed into his ear as my ass rose to meet his strokes.

    When I was in the midst of my first orgasm on his cock, he rolled us over so that I was riding his dick. "Ride it, Susan. Ride my cock, Baby. Hammer your hot pussy on my shaft."

    "Oh god yes! I love riding cock!" Again and again, my hot hole enveloped Jack's shaft. Each time it was buried to the balls, I ground my clitoris against his pubic bone as he held my ass and made me take it deep inside my pussy.

    Unfortunately, Jack couldn't hold it long enough for me to cum a second time. A few minutes after I began riding him, he screamed that he was gonna cum. I knew I wasn't close enough to get off, but didn't tell him that. Instead, I clamped my pussy around his shaft and pounded up and down on him until he just detonated inside me. Before his orgasm abated, thick streams of semen were sliding out of my pussy.

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    As the sun rose, my ass was again rising and falling on another cock. This time it was David's shaft that was pleasuring my pussy. He was big... really big... maybe eight inches of hard man meat.

    I would raise my hips until seven inches of his dick were outside my pussy... hold myself there as he urged... then begged... me to take the rest of his dick back inside my throbbing hole. I loved teasing him with my pussy. After letting him beg a little, I lowered my ass enough to allow four inches to sink into me. Then I would stop and contract my pussy around him causing him to moan with masculine pleasure. After letting him moan several times, I would raise my ass again until only an inch of dick was inside me.

    "Oh god... please, Susan. Put all of it into your cunt... please. UUmmmm ... god, I love the feel of your pussy throbbing around me."

    I loved doing this. I just couldn't understand why I had never let myself go before. Hearing David groan with pleasure and then beg me to put his entire cock into my cunt was out-of-this world hot. My clit was so hard and swollen, it felt like it might burst, but I continued to tease us.

    Finally, David had reached his limit. "I can't stand this! Fuck me, you teasing bitch. Ram that cunt down on my cock!"

    Leaning over, I kissed him deeply, my tongue ramming as far in as it would go. "I'm sorry, Lover. I am a teasing slut. Hold my hips and fuck the shit out of me. Punish this hot bitch!"

    He did... oh god, how he did! We both had intense climaxes with his full eight inches rammed into my cunt all the way to his balls.

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    Brenda and I went out for a late brunch the next morning around 11 AM. We ate in silence for awhile until finally, Brenda grinned and asked, "Well? Aren't you going to say anything, Susan? You were the hottest slut on the planet last night. Everyone of those men were begging me to have another party. What about it?"

    "I'm so embarrassed, Brenda. It's hard for me to believe that I went from a totally faithful wife to a complete, total slut in one night."

    "You were always a slut, Susan. Just like me, Cora, and the other women at the party. Most women are sluts... some just keep it hidden, like you did for years. Women like sex more than men. That's obvious. We can cum five to ten times as much as any man. We can turn men into our slaves with our cunts and asses, and that's a huge turn on for any woman."

    "Well, I guess that's right. I just loved it last night. I couldn't get enough. So if you're asking me if I want to do it again, my answer is hell yes, but I don't want Allen to find out."

    "Of course not," Brenda laughed. "Don't worry. It will be easy for you to keep him in the dark. Just don't fuck guys in your own home. That's about the only way a husband ever finds out. And don't always go to the same hotels or clubs and you're safe."

    "You really think so?"

    "Absolutely! Husbands never think that their wives would ever want sex with another man. It's one of the deep, unexplained mysteries of the world. Men are constantly trying to fuck every pussy they see, and they succeed a lot of the time. But in spite of that, for some weird reason, husbands think that their wife is different from all the other women they're fucking. No matter how many wives have a half dozen, screaming orgasms as a guy fucks them, that same guy doesn't think his wife would have any desire to have another cock up her pussy making her have those half dozen orgasms. As I say... it's weird, but true."

    "When can we have another party?"

    "I have a suggestion, Susan."

    "What? Tell me."

    "Instead of another party, why don't I just invite a bunch of guys to join you and me for a fun-filled night at my place on Wednesday? Ok?"

    "Oh god... just the two of us. We're going to be fucked so many times... oohhhh god. But why Wednesday? Can't we do it tonight?"

    "I need to rest tonight, Honey. I got fucked five times last night and got almost no sleep. I'll set it up for Wednesday. Come over around 7 PM, and we'll go out for dinner and start the party around 9 PM."

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    Later at home, I wondered why I wasn't as tired as Brenda. All six men had fucked me at the party, and I hardly got any sleep either, but I wanted more sex while Brenda wanted to go to sleep. By 3 PM, my pussy was a swamp of desire. Putting on a mini-skirt, bra, stockings, and heels, I got in the car not sure where I was going, but knowing that somewhere there had to be some men who would like to have a hot afternoon fuck.

    After driving a about five miles, I passed the Hilton Inn. Since it was a business day, I figured there had to be a lot of out-of-town business men who would love to have a hot, willing woman playmate for the afternoon. I parked my car, walked into the lobby and from there into the bar/lounge.

    When I took a seat at bar, I crossed my legs making certain to show off a nice expanse of my bare legs. I was shocked to realize that my only emotion was excitement. There was no fear or nervousness. With no panties on, my wetness now coated my inner thighs near my soaked pussy. I wondered if the men would be able to detect the musky aroma of an excited woman.

    I had just begun sipping my drink when a nice-looking man approached me. "May I sit down or are you waiting for someone?"

    "No. Not waiting on anyone. Sure have a seat," I said with a smile that I hoped he would take as a subtle invitation.

    He ordered a drink and introduced himself as Cameron. "Hi, Cameron. I'm Susan."

    Looking at my hand wrapped around my glass, he noticed my rings. "I see you're married."

    "I am. I see you are too."

    "Touché. You're right. Where's hubby?"

    "Same place you are. Out-of-town on business."

    He put a hand on my knee. I didn't pull away. "You're incredibly beautiful, you know."

    "Thank you. I like for men to think so." His hand moved higher on my thigh. I uncrossed my legs, hooked my heels over the foot rests on the bar stool, and turned to face him. His hand moved up my thigh under my skirt. I smiled. His hand moved even higher until it felt the moist flesh of my naked cunt. His fingers probed me.

    "I have a room upstairs. Would you like to join me?"

    "Unless all you want to do is finger fuck me right here," I hissed as my ass now moved back and forth on his fingers.

    "Can you cum more than once?"

    "Yes," I gasped quietly as his fingers were now rubbing my clitoris.

    "Then let's do both... make you cum right here and then many more times upstairs in my room." His fingers worked faster on my throbbing clitoris. Two minutes later, I was shuddering on the bar stool. He removed his fingers, licked them, and led me to the elevators.

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    "Oh god yes. Fuck me! Fuck me hard, Cameron. AAaahhhhhh!"

    "Hot fuck hole. Love being in you." His cock rammed into me again. My legs flew higher in the air as my ass rose to meet his cock.

    "Gonna cum again, Stud. Cunt fuck meeeeeeeee!!" I howled.

    His dick slammed into me in deep, hard, fast strokes. I exploded. My contracting vagina triggered his orgasm. His cries were even louder than mine as he emptied himself into my hot hole.

    We rested for about a half hour while having a drink. He told me how often he was in town and asked if I might be available.

    "In the afternoons, probably. In the evenings, not likely unless my husband is out of town." I wrote down my e-mail address. "Send me a message if you're interested," I said with a smile. Again, I opened my thighs and sat with my legs wide open.

    "Should I get dressed and give you kiss for a wonderful afternoon? Or do you want to fuck me again?"

    "I'd love to fuck you again, Susan, if you don't mind giving me a little assistance in getting it up."

    "MMmmmm... that sounds like the kind of work I love to do."

    It took about 10 minutes of head to get Cameron standing tall once again. In fact, he seemed even bigger and harder than the first time. When I told him that, he smiled with masculine pride. "That's because you're so gorgeous that I was nervous the first time as I wasn't sure I could please you."

    "And you're sure now?"

    "Seeing that you got off four times before, I pretty sure I can take care of your needs."

    "Oh fuck yes! How do you want me?"

    "Doggy on the bed. Ok?"

    "I love doggy, but in case we get together again, don't ask me... just tell me how you're going to fuck me." I could see Cameron's cock jerking and becoming even harder.

    "Get on the bed, Susan. Ass up, head down. I'm going to fuck your ass first and then your cunt."

    Cameron's seven-inch thick cock stretched my ass wide open, but he wasn't as big as the guys the previous night so with the KY jelly he had used, he got into me without a lot of difficulty. I was surprised at how quickly and how hard I came with his balls slapping my clit and his dick fucking my ass.

    "Cunt fucking time, Susan," he announced sending shivers through me. He pulled his dick out leaving my ass a gaping hole. "Don't move... be right back."

    Quickly, Cameron stepped into the bathroom, washed his cock, rubbed some more KY jelly on it, and returned to the bed. I was still on my knees with my head on the bed and gaping asshole high in the air.

    "God, you look sexy, Susan. Ready?"

    "Cunt fuck me, you hot Stud! Make me cum again."

    He rammed himself into me, fucked me like a stallion, and got me off twice before pumping a second cum load into my throbbing hole.

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    I thought about going home after I left Cameron in his room at the Hilton, but I decided that I wanted to have a nice dinner with the remains of Cameron's load slowly seeping out of my pussy. The thought that it might make a cum spot on the back of my dress excited me even more.

    Dinner was excellent, and again I decided not to go home just yet. Being out without panties and with my pussy coated with semen, had me wildly excited. As I drove through the streets, I passed a club whose neon sign advertised, "The Hot Spot". Naturally, I went inside.

    There was no cover charge for unescorted women, and I hadn't been inside for more than five minutes before a young black guy asked me to dance. We did, and for the first dance, he was the perfect gentleman. I was disappointed.

    My disappointment vanished during the second dance when his hands caressed and cupped my ass the entire time. "How big are your tits," he asked as he ground his erect cock against my mound.

    "38DD. Big enough?"

    "Oh fuck yes!" One of his hands left my ass and spent the rest of that dance feeling and stroking my tits. When the third dance started, he whispered in my ear, "I want to fuck you."

    "I know you do. Most guys want to fuck me."

    "And do they succeed?"

    "Some do... some don't."

    "How about me?"

    "If you keep asking me, you probably won't. If you just take me somewhere and fuck me, you will." His cock surged against my belly.

    "I'm with two friends. Those two guys at the bar. I need to tell them we're leaving first, Ok?"

    "They don't like sex? Are they gay?"

    "Hell no. They're far from gay."

    "Good. Invite them to join us."

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    For an hour, the three black men took turns fucking me. Their cocks were all eight, nine, or maybe ten inches and thick. Each guy mounted me and drove his cock into my cunt like he was jack hammering railway spikes. Every time they rammed my hips deep into the mattress, I shrieked with pleasure. At the end of an hour, six cum loads were inside my ass and cunt. I sucked them until once more they were hard and ready.

    "I want all of you at the same time," I announced. "You can decide among yourselves who gets which one of my holes. But hurry up. I want three hard cocks filling me."

    Five minutes later, one cock was rammed up my ass to the balls as I sat on the guy's lap grinding my ass onto him. A second cock was pounding in and out of my pussy while a third dick was sliding in and out of my mouth. The guy in my mouth held my knee spread to give his friends room to double fuck my cunt and ass.

    The guy in my ass came first filling my rectum... not surprising since he had been the first to get into me. This was followed a few minutes later by a huge ejaculation inside my pussy. I was ready to swallow the third guy's load, but he want to fuck me.

    He stroked his huge erection while waiting for me to get untangled from the other two men. Putting me on my back, he nailed his thick, hard cock in and out of my erupting vagina. I came twice before he shot off.
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    The party on Wednesday night was a repeat of Monday night's party. The same seven men were present, but this time there was only Brenda and I to take care of those seven randy, hard cocks. Another difference was this time we used the master bedroom, and it was same-room sex all night on the king-sized bed and one of the two couches in the room.

    The men fucked us one at a time, two at a time, and occasionally three at a time. Around 3 AM, none of the men could get another erection. Three of the men left. The other four crashed in the guest bedrooms while Brenda and I shared the king-sized bed in the master bedroom.

    In the morning around 11 AM, we were all awake, and, of course, the four men fucked us both again. While Brenda and I were having a late brunch, we both totaled up the number of times we had each been fucked. It was very difficult to be certain, but we both estimated that we had each been screwed by all seven men at least twice each during the night. Those plus the four times we had been fucked that morning gave us an estimate of 18 times for each of us.

    After making the estimate, Brenda looked at the figures and asked, "Do you think being fucked 18 times in one night by seven different men qualifies us as sluts?" That brought a laugh from both of us.

    I fixed dinner and ate alone that evening. I thought about going out to a club again, but I was a little sore and very tired. So I went to bed around 10 PM and slept soundly until 9 AM the next morning.

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    Thursday was a repeat of day at the Hilton and "The Hot Spot". I let one man pick me up at the Hilton lounge again. He fucked me twice in his hotel room. After I left him, I drove over the Marriott Inn, had several drinks in the bar before the bartender told that his shift ended at 4 PM. I followed him to his place, and he turned out to be a real stud with a big seven-plus inch dick. It was just short of eight inches, and he knew what to do with it. Before I left, he had screwed me four times.

    Again, I had dinner alone, this time in a Mexican restaurant. After that, it was back to "The Hot Spot" where I was taken out to the parking lot three times by three different guys and got laid in the back seats of three different cars. They wanted to fuck me bareback, but I didn't know them so they used condoms that I supplied.

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    I spent all day Friday getting ready for a hot date with my husband. I did feel a little guilty and I was determined that he was going to enjoy the hottest evening of sex of our marriage. Before the night was over, I had sucked Allen off once, and gotten fucked five more times.

    After the fourth intense fucking, I said, "Damn! Honey, you're packing a dangerous weapon in your pants. You've just about fucked your wife's ass off. Wow! You've made me cum at least 15 times!"

    "I'm not finished with you yet, you hot, delicious slut. I have no idea what brought on this change, but I love it... just fucking LOVE it! Please tell me it's not a one-time thing."

    Snuggling close, pressing my tits against his arm, while my hand stroked his semi-hard dick, I whispered, "It's not a one-time thing, Lover. While you were gone, I realized how much pleasure I've been denying both of us. That's over. From now on, when we're in public, I'll be a lady unless you desire otherwise. In private, expect to see a hot, slutty, cock-loving whore."

    That was all it took. Allen was all over me and in me. His cock surged to full erection immediately. It felt like an iron bar inside me when he gave me my fifth fucking of the night. I've never been fucked any harder by any man. Allen's cock is not as big as some, but I came and came and came on it as it plundered my cheating pussy.

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    Time Line: Nine Months After Brenda's Party:

    With Allen at home, the only time I had to play was during the day when he was at work. Since the clubs are closed until late afternoon, and all the business men usually have appointments in the morning, I quickly found that the only time I had available when I would be likely to find a sexy guy to take care of my constantly aroused pussy was in the afternoons.

    The good news was that over the past month, I had found that I rarely had to sit at the bar in any of the top-of-the-line hotels for more than five minutes or so before an attractive man would approach me. More often than not, I often found a guy already at the bar when I arrived and would have to do no more than take a seat next him. He would offer to buy me a drink, I would accept, and within ten minutes he would have his hands under my skirt caressing my naked pussy. Within twenty minutes or less, his cock would giving me a string of hot orgasms in his hotel room.

    It was a Wednesday afternoon. That morning I had kissed Allen passionately when he getting ready to leave for work. He returned my kiss with even more passion. I knew that we were both thinking about the hot sex we had had the previous night.

    Allen had tied me to the bed with my legs hoisted up in the air and wide open. Once he had me helpless and at his mercy, he spent 20 minutes working me into an absolute frenzy of lust. He sucked on my nipples until they were engorged and felt like they were about to explode. Nipple play always has turned me on, and by the time his lips left my breasts, my ass was grinding and humping furiously as I begged him to let me cum... to fuck me... to ravish me... anything... just so I could cum.

    My hot stud just ignored me and began to message my belly and thighs... almost, but not quite, touching my cunt. I was babbling with fuck need. "Please, you sexy bastard. Let me cum. Now!"

    "And if I don't," he challenged me.

    "Then, I'll beg some more... please, Honey. Let me cum. Fuck me. I'll be a really hot fuck. I promise. Just put it in me... just a little... please."

    "Want a vibrator on your clit, Honey?"

    "Oh god yes! Do it! Put it on my clit... make me cum, and then stick that magic dick of your into my cunt, Lover. Please."

    My body shuddered with the memory. Allen had put a big, electric vibe on my belly and moved it every where until I was screaming and pleading with him to put it on my clitoris. He did, and I just fucking exploded. My juices spurted high in the air... again and again. God. I couldn't stop cumming and squirting.

    When I began to beg him to fuck me, he did that too. Those orgasm were even harder and better. I must have cum 25 times while he was shooting three big cum loads into me. What a stud!

    But that was last night... this is the next day, and my hot stud wouldn't be home for another 10 hours. The last time I had gone 10 waking hours without sex was before Allen's four-day western sales trip some nine months before. I certainly didn't expect that this Wednesday would be any exception.

    The Radisson Hotel was up-scale and expensive. The rooms was large and beautifully decorated with plush carpets. Even the bar and lounge were exotically furnished with comfortable couches, love seats, and tables. Any man staying here was either rich or upper level management in a major corporation. As usual, the Radisson lounge was dimly lighted for maximum privacy of its guests. I had selected an attractive, leopard skin blouse, black skirt, and matching five-inch stiletto heels for my trolling uniform of the day. With its plunging neckline and hemline six inches above my knees, I expected to land a big one.

    As soon as I entered the Radisson's lounge, I saw him. When he saw me, he smiled as if he had been waiting for me. "This one is going to be easy," I thought. The thought made my pussy pulse. Instead of the expected business suit, he was dressed casually, probably because he had concluded his business for the day and was looking to relax. I hoped to stiffen him up again.

    Taking a seat on the couch next to him, I smiled warmly and said, "Hi."

    "Hi, yourself," he replied. "Meeting someone?"

    "No one in particular. You?"

    "I'm here on business for a couple of days. Long ways from home and don't know anyone... so no, not meeting anyone."

    "Not so. You know me. My name's Susan. And you are?"

    "Steven... most people call me Steve."

    "Ok. Hi, Steve. Would you like to meat me?" I asked with a grin. He picked up on the double entendre immediately.

    "Oh yes. Very much. But what about your husband? I see your rings."

    "What about your wife? You're wearing rings too."

    "She's not here."

    "Neither is my hubby, Honey. Neither is my hubby." I turned on the couch allowing my skirt to slide up to the tops of my thighs.

    "You're gorgeous. Incredible! Is there anything under that blouse and skirt except you?"

    "Sorry to disappoint you, Steve, but I'm wearing panties and a bra."

    He smiled and said, "My loss."

    "Don't get down in the dumps, Honey. Bras and panties are easy to take off."

    "Are you a professional?"

    "Nope. Strictly amateur. Is that a problem?"

    "Oh hell no! I can't believe this is happening. I just landed a fabulous deal this morning and now this. Unbelievable... just fucking unbelievable." He stared at me again. I could see his hard erection.

    "You're hard, aren't you?"

    "Like stone!"

    "Good... So...?"

    "So, I have a room. Shall we?"

    "I thought you'd never ask, Lover."

    When I slid off the stool, I made certain my skirt rode high on my thighs. I also was careful to open my legs as I dismounted. Keeping my legs open for a moment, I smiled at Steve, "See. I'm wearing panties."

    "Oh god, and they're sexy." He slipped his arm around my waist, and we walked hip-to-hip to the elevator.

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    Since Susan never took her eyes off Steven the entire time they were in the lounge together, she had no chance to see me watching the events transpire from a dark booth at the rear of the lounge. Even if she had looked my way, it is very unlikely she could have made me. It was just too dark. But I could easily see her. I even saw her panties when she flashed them at Steve.

    I thought about leaving, but decided instead to relax with a drink and the evening paper. I could easily see the elevator so I would know when Steven had finished fucking my wife. I was just curious to find out how long she usually spent with the men she picked up.

    Steve's cock was undoubtedly hard when he left the lounge with my wife. Knowing that he would soon be fucking her, it could hardly have been otherwise. But I doubted that it was as hard as mine.

    When my drink came, I started to read the evening paper, but quickly lost interest. Instead, my mind tried to imagine what was happening up in Steve's room at the moment. They had been gone about 15 minutes... he must be getting her out of her dress by this time... or maybe she was sucking his cock?

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    As soon as the elevator doors closed, Steve took me in his arms and kissed me... then he kissed me again. During the second kiss, his hand moved under my skirt. He stopped, moved his face back slightly and asked, "Is this all right? Or is it too fast?"

    "I have to leave by 4 PM, Honey. So I can get home before my husband arrives from work. The slower you go, the less time we'll have."

    "I love that answer," he whispered as his lips again pressed firmly against mine, his tongue probed my mouth while his hand slipped beneath my panties. When the elevator doors opened, his tongue was fucking my mouth and his fingers were fucking my pussy. I had sort of hoped that there would be a couple of men waiting to get on the elevator who would see him finger fucking me, but no one was waiting.

    Once we were in his room, he said, "I've just got to see those magnificent tits, Susan. I've never made it with a woman who had such a pair. Take them out."

    "Whatever you say, Darling." I pulled my blouse down over my boobs exposing my bra with half of my tits bulging out of the tight harness. "Like them, Honey?"

    "I know you want the bra off, Steve, but I'll give you a choice. Would you rather see a preview of my ass first with my bra on, or should I take the bra off first?"

    "Oh god. What a choice! I love having choices like that. I hope you realize how hard you've got me."

    "Oh I do... and when I'm stripped to your satisfaction, Lover, I'm going to take it out and suck it all the way down my throat." Steve moaned and squeezed his cock through his pants when I said that.

    "Show me your ass first," he groaned.

    "Love to, Honey. Some men like fucking my ass as much or even more than they like fucking my cunt." He squeezed his cock harder when I said "cunt". Turning my back to him, I bent over at the waist, and slowly... seductively... lowered my dress to the floor. Steve was gazing at my essentially naked ass since my thong covered none of it.

    "Jezz, you're beyond belief gorgeous," Steve gasped, his hand squeezing his cock harder now.

    "Take your cock out. I want to see you stroking it while I strip for you." Sitting down on the couch, I unhooked my bra and tossed it aside. Both of my 38DD tits jiggled erotically. Steve couldn’t tear his eyes away from them. As he stared, I spread my legs wide open giving him a great view of my tight panties that just barely covered my cunt. He groaned and frantically squeezed his erection.

    "Get naked, Susan. I want to see it all."

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    I was almost certain that Steve would have my wife naked by this time. I considered it an even-money bet that she now had his cock in her mouth. I wondered how big his cock was... six inches was average. Susan had told me many times that the thing most women look for in a man's cock were: Number 1: Hardness. Number 2: Girth. Number 3: Length. I had to smile when I recalled the conversation we had had.

    "Believe me, Honey, if it's hard, really hard, it make any woman cum easily and probably multiple times. Girth will really stretch a woman's pussy and put a lot of friction on her G-spot. That helps. But length isn't that important except psychologically. It's just like tits, Honey. It's a woman's cunt and her enthusiasm for sex that get you off big time. Her big tits, if she has them, are only important psychologically. It's the same for big dicks."

    I also remembered my response. "Really? How do you know so much about dick size anyway, Susan?"

    "Well, Allen, you know I wasn't a virgin when you met me. Right?"

    "Yeah. Ok. How many did you have?"

    My wife had just grinned when I asked that question. "Quite a few, Honey. Maybe sometime I'll tell you."

    She never had. I went back to wondering if Susan was sucking Steve's cock yet. Since I knew Steve's room number, I decided to see what I could hear by listening at their door. Having checked it out in advance, I knew that Room 968 was around a corner and at the end of a short hallway shielded from the rest of the rooms on the ninth floor.

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    When I was finally naked, I sat with my legs wide open giving Steve a perfect view of my wet cunt. He had stripped right along with me and was now naked and jacking off faster as he stared between my thighs.

    "Don't cum like that, Honey. Let me suck you off. After you empty your balls down my throat, you can make me cum on your tongue."

    "I want to fuck you," he groaned.

    "I know, and I want that hot dick in my pussy too. We still have over two hours for you to fuck me in every position you can think of, Lover. Now bring that hot cock over here for me to suck."

    I knelt on my knees as Steve moved closer. His cock stood almost straight up. Precum was seeping from the open tip. "Oh god, that's a beautiful cock, Steve. Thick and hard. I love them hard, and yours is sticking almost straight up it's so fucking hard!"

    "Suck it, Susan. Suck it now!"

    "Whatever you say, Lover." Grasping his shaft at the base, I ran my tongue over his balls bringing deep grunts of masculine pleasure from his mouth. When I took one of his balls into my mouth and sucked it, his groans grew even louder.

    "Ooohhh Fuck! That's fantastic, Susan. I've never... ever... had a woman suck my balls like that... aahhhhh... god....do it!"

    After thoroughly wetting one of his balls, I switched my attention to the other one. Again, my tongue coated it with saliva as Steve's cock jerked wildly in my hand and his groans began to change to hot grunts. When I pushed the ball into my mouth and closed my lips around it, his grunts became loud enough to heard out in the hallway.

    As I sucked his balls, my hand was busy on his shaft... squeezing it... running my fingers over the swollen, purple head, and scooping up his precum and then licking my fingers. Finally, he could take no more. "Suck my cock now, Susan. Please! Suck it!"

    "You don't have to say please, Lover. Just tell to suck, and I'll suck. I'm going to take you all the way into my throat. You can mouth fuck me or just relax and let me do the work. When you're ready, shoot it in... just hold my head in place and shoot your load into my belly, Lover."

    Steve's groan of male satisfaction filled the room when my tongue swiped up the length of his turgid, throbbing cock. I could even see the head swell larger and its purple color deepen as more and more blood rushed into his dick... swelling it... extending it... making it as rigid and hard as a rock. My pussy was gushing in anticipation of being penetrated by that gorgeous shaft.

    I took his organ inside my lips and covered the crown allowing my tongue to swirl around and around his cock ridge. More wild grunts came from lips. I sucked the head causing his cock to jerk and throb.

    "Now, you hot, beautiful slut! Suck it! Suck all of it!"

    I knew he was close and didn't tease him any longer. Opening my mouth and relaxing my throat, I slid down his seven-inch length keeping my lips locked firmly around his shaft while I cupped his balls. The fact that his balls were now drawn up tightly let me know that one monster cum load was about to shoot into my mouth.

    Again and again my lips made the trip up and down his pulsing shaft. Steve's hips were now thrusting in fuck motions as I sucked him.

    "OOOHHHHH GAWD... GONNA CUM... SUCK MEEEEEEEEEE!"

    I followed his instructions taking his cock all the way into my throat. On each trip down his shaft, my lips locked about the base and his throbbing rod and sucked hard. Back and forth... his body began to shudder... his hips snapped forward. His hands gripped the back of my head and held me in place as he drove his cock all the way down my throat and exploded in a torrent of sperm-filled semen. The first cum jet fired straight down my throat before he pulled his cock out. Steve shot the next half dozen spurts straight into my open mouth and all over my face.

    "OH Yeah, Susan! Take my load! In your mouth hole... all over your face... ooohhhh god... shooting it! I'm shooting it all over you!"

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    When I turned the corner leading to Room 968, I saw two young boys were already there listening to the action taking place inside the room. They looked to be about 16 or 17 years old. Both of them were squeezing and stroking their cocks through their pants as they listened.

    When I approached, their hands flew away from their cocks. It was obvious that in just moments, they would be running past me down the long hallway to the elevators. Quickly, I raised one finger to my mouth indicating that they should be quiet. With the palm down, I used my other hand to calm them down and let them know that they didn't need to run away. Both of them grinned and went back to listening.

    "What's happening in there?" I whispered.

    "Oh Man, you won't believe it! Some guy is about to fuck a woman. He's groaning and grunting like crazy. We just heard him tell her that she the first woman who's ever sucked his balls! Ain't that fantastic! She's sucking his balls! I wonder what that feels like?"

    "From the way he's grunting, it must feel pretty good," I whispered. "Just be quiet so that they don't hear us, and we can probably listen while he fucks her."

    They both nodded their heads enthusiastically as their hands returned to stroking their hard cocks through their pants. From inside the room, we all heard, "Now, you hot, beautiful slut! Suck it! Suck all of it!"

    "Oh fuck! the dark-haired boy moaned. "She's gonna suck his cock!" The masculine grunts that followed made it obvious that my wife was sucking him. The timing of Steve's grunts made it clear that he was grunting every time he thrust his cock deeper into Susan's mouth and throat.

    "She's sucking him... oh fuck! Listen to that! She's sucking his cock!" the other boy whispered hotly. Both boys had now taken their hard cocks out of their pants and were openly jacking off.

    A moment later, we heard Steve's voice howl, "OOOHHHHH GAWD... GONNA CUM... SUCK MEEEEEEEEEE!"

    Bending closer to the two boys, I whispered, "He's cumming now. He's shooting off in her mouth... straight down her throat."

    That was too much for the dark-haired guy. His load shot out in a series of hard spurts that hit the door and ran down to form a river of semen that eventually reached the floor.

    A moment later, we heard Steve's voice gasping, " OH Yeah, Susan! Take my load! In your mouth hole... all over your face... ooohhhh god... shooting it! I'm shooting it all over you!"

    That did the second boy in. His load arched high in the air hitting the door several feet above his friend's load. He fired at least six thick streams of cum over the door before his balls were empty.

    If I had thought that the boys would leave after shooting off, I was badly mistaken. The dark-haired guy was already hard again and jacking off.

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    "Oh fuck! Lick my clit, Honey. AAaahhhhhhh... yes... yes... Like that! Like that! Spread my pussy, Baby. Get my clit out of its hood and suck meeeeeeeeee! Oh fuck! OH Fuck! OH FUCK!!" SUCK MEEEEEEE!!"

    Steve locked his lips around my clit and sucked hard. My entire body shuddered as it thrust out of its hood and expanded like a swollen, ripe grape. His tongue circled it. I wailed with the intensity of the sensation. When the hot stud again started sliding his tongue up and down its side and then over the tip, I lost it.

    "OOOHHHHH GAWD DAMN! I'M CUMMINGGG.... I'M CUMMING! AAAHHHH!!"

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    Both boys were again jacking off. I wanted to but didn't have the nerve to do it. The blonde-headed guy turned to me, "What's he doing to her that she's screaming like that?"

    "He's sucking her pussy... actually, he's sucking and licking her clitoris."

    "Yuk! That sounds gross," he replied making a face.

    "It may sound like that, but it isn't. And you need to learn how to do it if you want girls to spread their legs for you. Listen to her. Doesn't it sound like she loves it?"

    "Oh hell yeah. Do girls always scream like that when you suck their pussies?"

    "Usually. If you do it right. Right at the top of a girl's slit there's a small knob of flesh that looks like a very, very small penis. It's called the clitoris or clit, for short. When you get the chance, gently pull the girl's pussy lips open and use your tongue lightly on her clit. Just lick up and down the sides and then over the top. Keep doing it for 10 minutes or so or until she cums. Once you've made her cum on your tongue, just watch how fast her legs will spread for you."

    "Is the woman in there going to spread her legs now?"

    "Oh hell yes. Just listen."

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    Steve hardly gave me any time at all to recover after getting me off twice on his tongue and lips. My vagina was still throbbing when he put me on the edge of the bed on my back.

    "Time to fuck, Susan. I can't wait to sink my cock into your hot cunt."

    Jerking my legs up and back, I arched my hips at him, presenting my cunt in perfect fucking position. "Stick it in, Honey. Fuck that big, gorgeous cock up my hot cunt, Lover."

    Steve moved up to the side of the bed, fisted his shaft, and aligned the head with the soaked and gaping opening to my pussy. He pressed forward. I shivered with delight when the big head spread my lips apart and sank into me.

    "Oh god... you're in me, Steve. Your big cock is in meeeeeeeee!" I wailed.

    "Just the head, Honey. Just the head. Want the rest?"

    I was already thrusting my hips frantically trying to get the rest of his dick up my cunt. He hardly needed my answer, but I knew he wanted to hear it anyway. "Oh fuck yes! Give it to me! All of it! Ram that big cock up and cunt and fuck me, Stud!"

    Steve's hips surged forward driving all seven inches of cock up my waiting cunt. The head thudded into bottom of my vagina jarring me backwards on the bed and causing my tits to fly upward. He started fucking me with hard, fast, deep strokes as my tits bounced back and forth.

    "UUNNGGHH! Yes! YES! Fuck me, Steve. Stick that gorgeous cock up my cunt, Lover. AAAAHHHHHHHH.... OOoohhhh... MMmmmm... fuck it... fuck it ... fuck it, Stud. Fuck me hard."

    Steve leaned over me driving his cock into the bottom of my pussy. Every time it hit bottom, he held it place and worked his pubic bone over my clitoris. When he released the pressure for his next stroke, it expanded and pulsed. I couldn't stop moaning.

    "OOoohhh... OOoohhh... OOoohh... OOoohh god... fuck me, Steve. FUCK ME!"

    Abruptly, he placed my ankles up on one of his shoulders and crossed them causing my thighs to press together. His rock-hard cock drove into my cunt. With my legs crossed, the friction on my G-spot was intense. Every stroke caused my vagina to contact in a hard spasm. I was cumming... oh god... I was cumming on every thrust... over and over.

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    "She's cumming, isn't she?" the dark-haired boy asked as his dick pulsed and jerked in his hand. They both had stopped masturbating several times to keep from cumming before they were ready.

    "Oh yeah. She's already cum several times.

    "Boy, I wish I could fuck her. Do you know who she is?"

    "Yeah. Her name's Susan."

    "Oh yeah. I heard the guy call her that. Have you ever fucked her?"

    "Yeah. I have."

    "Are they finished?"

    "No. They'll rest awhile so the guy can recover. Then he'll fuck her again."

    The light-haired guy spoke up. "How many more times to you think he'll fuck her?"

    "One or two. He's already shot off twice. He can probably manage at least one more or maybe two."

    It was another ten minutes before we heard any more sounds from inside the room.

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    It took me about ten minutes of licking and sucking Steve's cock to get him hard and ready again. He was really hard... almost as hard as he had been when I first sucked him. "How do you want me this time, Lover?"

    "Ride my cock, Susan. Stick those big knockers in my mouth so I can suck your nipples while you pump your pussy on my dick."

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    "She's riding it? Does that mean she's on top of him," the boy asked me.

    "Yes. And you heard him ask her to put her tits in his mouth... that means she's riding him with her tits in his face. That's called 'cowgirl' style. If she rides his cock with her back toward his chest, that's reverse cowgirl."

    "Oh shit. I can hear the springs squeaking. He's fucking her again!" Both boys were again frantically jacking off.

    "More accurately, she fucking him. She's on top controlling the action."

    "I'd rather be on top ramming it into her."

    "Me too," I agreed, "but having her top is fun too. A woman's tits really bounce when she fucks on top."

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    "Oh yeah, Baby! Pump that hot ass on my cock. Ride it, Susan! Ride it hard!"

    "Ooohhhh fuck, Steve... I'm cumming again... aaahhhh... Oh god... what a cock. I love it!"

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    "I can't hold it any longer," the dark-haired buy gasped as his cock jerked several times in his hand and shot three more streams of semen against the hotel room door.

    His friend was pumping his cock more slowly and was still hanging on. But he almost lost it when he heard my wife yell, "Put me on my back, Steve. Do it to me side-saddle. Hurry. I'm about to get off again. I want your big dick in me when I do."

    "This the way you want, Susan?"

    "Oh fuck yes! Now lift my leg and stick your cock back in my cunt, Lover.... AAAaaaahhhh... YES! Like that... god... Now fuck the shit out of me and make me cum!"

    "I'm gonna cum with you this time. Can't hold it any longer."

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    The blonde guy couldn't hold it any longer when he heard my wife cumming again. "I'm gonna shoot off," he cried. A few strokes later, the cum load shot out in three thick jets... once again coating the door.

    "I think the action's essentially over. We'd better go," I advised. Both boys nodded, stuffed their cocks back inside their pants, and we made our exit.

    Just before I turned the corner, I looked back at the hotel door where four huge loads of teen-age boy cum covered its face. "I bet there's more cum on that door than there is inside my wife's cunt," I thought with a smile.

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    Again, I sat in the lounge watching the elevators. I wasn't surprised when Susan appeared in about ten minutes, again clothed in her sexy blouse and skirt. It was only 3:00 PM. She still had at least an hour and a half before she had to be home. I wondered if she would stop off by one of the clubs.

    I was two cars behind Susan when she pulled out of the Radisson parking lot. I stayed at that distance until I saw her car pulling into the parking lot of "The Hot Spot". I wasn't that surprised as I had seen her come to this club several times over the past few months.

    Getting out of her car, I could see her ass swinging as she entered the club. It was almost certain that she would see me if I entered, so I just waited in the car. I didn't have to wait long. Around 3:25, she came out holding onto the arm of a guy wearing a hard hat who had obviously stopped by for a beer before heading home. I watched as he led her to his large pickup with his hand under her skirt and on her ass. I was certain that he was surprised by his good luck.

    At 3:35, the pickup began to bounce on its springs and occasionally move from side to side. I didn't need audio or video to figure out that he was now fucking my wife. Since I didn't see her legs up in the air, I figured she was getting it doggy.

    At 3:55, the pickup stopped bouncing. I waited for my wife to get out and head back to her car. At 4:10, they were both still inside the guy's pickup. I took out my cock and began to slowly stroke it as I tried to imagine what might be happening.

    At 4:15, I didn't have to imagine any longer. Through the side window, I saw my wife's calves and high heels rise into the air. A moment later, her heels moved further apart as she spread her legs. At 4:19, the pickup began bouncing and rocking again. At the same time, I could see her heels jerking back and forth. At 4:25, her legs spread as far as the confined space of the pickup would allow. At 4:30, her heels began jerking back and forth at a much increased pace. A minute later, they were flailing the air in near random, chaotic fashion. I was jacking off much faster now.

    Then, suddenly, I saw the guy's back as he rose up between my wife's legs. A moment later, her legs were pressed backwards and disappeared from sight completely. Now, the pickup began bouncing and rocking with a greatly increased frequency and amplitude that matched perfectly the rise and fall of the guy's back as he plunged his cock in and out of her cunt like a wild bull.

    Quickly, I rolled down the window of my car. I heard my wife's high-pitched cries of pleasure as soon as the window was down. The pickup was rocking on its springs rapidly now. I think the guy in the pickup and I shot off about the same time. The big difference, of course, was that my load spewed into my handkerchief and all over my pants while his shot into my wife's hot cunt.

    About five minutes later, Susan exited the pickup, returned to her car, and headed home. I knew I needed to give her time to clean up and get dinner started, so I just relaxed and thought back three months to when this all started.

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    Time Line: Six Months After Brenda's Party:

    For six months after I had returned from that four-day sales trips to my western sales area, Susan and I were having sex one or two times a day, every day. If I was gone for more than a day, when I came home, it was an all night affair in which we would fuck until it was just impossible for me to get it up again. It wasn't uncommon for me to fuck Susan five or even six times during such an evening. I was absolutely amazed at my good fortune in having a wife like Susan. I loved it... just fucking loved it, and I loved her more than I could possibly express.

    Every time I had lunch with some of my friends or business associates and the subject turned to sex, as it often did, it seemed to me that virtually everyone of them had complaints about the low sex drive of their wife. Anyone getting laid three times a week was the wild exception. Most of them confided that their average was once or twice a week, and it wasn't that good when they did get laid.

    At these luncheons, I always just listened in amazement. When someone asked how my sex life was, I just said about like all the rest of you... some good... mostly not so good. When I said something like that, everyone around the table just nodded in sympathetic agreement. They fully understood because that was what sex was like in their homes.

    I still had no idea what had brought about the abrupt change in Susan, but I had no intention of looking a gift horse in the mouth, so to speak. I was just elated to have her. As an added bonus, my work and productivity improved greatly. How could it be otherwise. I was happy and enthusiastic all the time. With my increased productivity, our income rose higher and higher. It appeared likely that it would soon exceed $175,000 per year.

    Two or three times a week, I would either send flowers to Susan with a card telling her how much I loved her, or I would bring home a gift that I knew she would like, such as gold earrings, a gift certificate at an exclusive women's boutique, or tickets to a play she wanted to see. Once I brought home tickets for a cruise to the French Riviera in the spring. The best part was that she often brought home gifts that she knew I would love, such as a new outfit from Victoria's Secret that had me hard as stone as soon as I saw her wearing it.

    It was the first week of the seventh month of Susan's transformation, as I had come to think of it, when I had made a luncheon date at the Hilton with Jason Lombard, a very large client of mine. We had spent the previous day in negotiations over the terms of the renewal contract, had come to an agreement, and I had invited him to lunch to celebrate and to show my appreciation for his continued business.

    Jason was a self-made, handsome man, about 38 or 39. He was not only an astute business man, he was also creative and clever. I always enjoyed my time with Jason, so I was somewhat disappointed when he informed me almost as soon as we had placed our lunch orders that he would have to cut the luncheon short.

    "Important business?" I asked.

    "Hardly. What business would be more important than enjoying a luncheon with the chief sales officer of the company who has been so helpful to me in growing my company and other enterprises. No, Allen, it has nothing to do with business. The truth is that I have a date with the most exotic, sensuous, and gorgeous woman I've ever met. Of course, this is confidential. I most certainly would not want this information to get back to my wife."

    "You know me better than that, Jason. I never, ever talk out of school, so to speak."

    "I know. I was just teasing you. I'm sorry. That really was uncalled for."

    "Now you have my curiosity piqued. Is she an expensive call girl?"

    "Oh hell no. She's ten times better than any hooker, expensive or not, that I've ever been with. She's married, she loves her husband, and she says he's a fantastic husband and lover. She told me that she would die if she lost him. So she's extremely discreet. I don't even know her last name, her address, her phone number or anything else. All I have is an e-mail address that I can use to let her know when I'll be in town. If she's free, she sends me a message, a place, and a time. I get a room at that hotel, meet her, and we have three hours of the most incredibly erotic and sensuous sex I've ever had in my life. No charge, no strings, no tips, she won't accept gifts... nothing but hot, sensuous, incredible sex."

    "That's weird... really weird," I replied.

    "I know, but that's the way she wants it."

    "If she's loves her husband so much, why is she cheating on him?"

    "I asked her that. She told me that even though her husband fucks her once or twice a day and is an awesome lover, she needs more sex than any one man can give her. Anyway, let's enjoy our lunch. I have to leave so I can be in the Hilton lobby by 1:25 PM."

    "You're meeting her here?"

    "Yeah. It was a fortunate coincidence that she picked the Hilton this time or I would have had to cancel our lunch completely."

    Lunch was great, as it always is at the Hilton, and I also enjoyed our conversation, but true to his word, at 1:20 PM, Jason said, "Thanks for the great lunch. I'm sorry to have to run, but I just can't pass up an afternoon with Susan. I'll make it up to you next time I'm in town. It will be my treat then." We shook hands, and then Jason exited the lounge quickly.

    I couldn't take my eyes off of him as he hurried to the lobby... to meet Susan. Susan. Susan. Susan. The name kept reverberating in my head. Loves her husband who fucks her once or twice everyday and is great in bed. "Is it possible that Jason is about to fuck my wife?" I thought. I was stunned, but the erotic picture of Jason ramming his cock up my wife's cunt had me hard.

    Quickly, I approached our waiter, handed him my credit card with instructions to add 20% to the tab for his tip, and told him I would be back later to retrieve my card. He nodded and told me that he would take care of it and leave my card with the manager.

    When I entered the lobby, it only took me a moment to locate Jason. He was sitting in the lounge chair closest to the elevators. Of course he was. The logic was obvious. Susan didn't want anyone to see her with Jason. She would simply go the elevator, enter by herself, and then Jason would wait a moment and follow as if he were just another guest hurrying to catch the elevator. If anyone else was on the elevator, he would press the button for the appropriate floor, and when the doors opened, Susan would leave first and he would follow without acknowledging her presence. She would follow him to the room, the door would close behind them, and they would fuck for the next three hours or so. Later, they would leave separately. All I had to do was wait.

    By my watch, it was precisely 1:32 PM when a drop-dead, gorgeous brunette entered the Hilton lobby. She was wearing an expensive, off-the-shoulder dress whose hemline was four inches above her knees. The dress covered most of her breasts but could not conceal their size and voluptuousness. The dress was elegant, chic, and sexy, but not slutty. My wife look fantastically gorgeous.

    She never even glanced at Jason when she walked to the elevator. Jason remained seated. When he elevator doors opened, Susan entered. When she was inside, Jason rose quickly and entered the elevator just before the doors closed. They were the only persons inside. Just before the doors closed, for just a brief moment, I saw her lift her dress and show him her sexy ass.

    I had no doubt that when the doors closed, Jason's hands were all over my wife and their lips were crushed together. My cock was hard again. Nevertheless, I was enormously upset. Why couldn't she just tell me? Why did she feel she had to cheat?

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    Susan was waiting for me when I got home. Dinner was on the stove, and she was wearing a pair of short shorts, brief halter, and heels. She looked far sexier than she had when she entered the Hilton lobby.

    She kissed me as soon as I entered the kitchen, making certain to press her huge tits into my chest. Before the kiss ended she was stroking my cock, and I was hard as iron.

    "MMmmmm... I hope it's thought of me that has you hard, Lover," she hissed in my ear. "Oh fuck. You're hard as iron. I want this. Now. In me! I'll put dinner on warm."

    I followed her into the kitchen and waited while she turned down the oven, put the salad in the fridge, and covered the vegetables. When she finished, she unzipped her shorts and kicked them off. She wore no panties. Bending over the kitchen cabinet, she pulled her ass cheeks open and hissed, "I can't wait. Fuck me now. Either hole. Then take me to the bedroom and screw me again, Stud. Please. Stick that awesome cock in me!"

    I fucked her cunt and then switched to her ass before I shot off. She came four or five times.

    After I had carried her to the bedroom, she sucked my cock until I was hard again and rode me cowgirl until I shot off inside her pussy this time. Susan had had at least three orgasms before we finished. Later, when we turned in the night, we fucked again... this time in missionary position with me giving it to her like a jack hammer. The harder I screwed her, the louder her howls became.

    Before falling asleep that night, I knew I had the most awesome wife on the planet, even if she did fuck other men. The only question in my mind was what to do.

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    The next day at work, I had made a list of possible actions. I didn't even consider putting divorce on my list. Only an idiot would give up a wife like Susan. My list included:

    (1) Tell her I knew she was seeing other men, and it was fine with me, but I didn't want to know about it.

    (2) Tell her I knew she was seeing other men and ask her to share the details with me so I could enjoy it with her or maybe even participate.

    (3) Pretend I didn't know anything and just let things continue as they had been going, which was certainly great.

    (4) Try to have sex with Susan enough so that she would not feel the need for even more sex with other men.

    After making the list, I considered each possible alternative. Number (4) was clearly impossible. I couldn't possibly fuck my wife more than I was already doing. I might manage it for a week or two, but after that, I would be a basket case. The problem was that no one man can have and enjoy as much sex as a sensuous woman. Besides that obvious point, I knew I was excited by the fact that other men were fucking my wife. I was bothered by the fact that the whole thing excited me, but I couldn't deny its truth.

    Choice (3) was tempting, but I would never have any pleasure from her erotic activities, and I really wanted to be some part of them. That left only Choices (1) and (2).

    I eliminated Choice (1) because it was simply dishonest. I did want to know about the sexy details. After all, I had gotten hard just from watching Susan get on the elevator with Jason.

    Now, I was down to Choice (2), but I was really worried about that choice. What if my telling Susan that I knew she was cheating on me embarrassed and humiliated her so much that she ended up hating herself and because of that our sex life collapsed. The mere thought that such a thing might happen sent shivers of fear down my spine.

    An even worse scenario resulting from Choice (2) would be that my wife would be so humiliated and ashamed that she could no longer bare to even be around me, but her desire for sex remained as strong as ever. That would inevitably cause her to divorce me so she could see other men without so much guilt. When that thought occurred to me, I broke out in a sweat, even though I knew that the possibly of such a thing happening was low. There had to be a better choice. Until I thought of it, I decided to adopt Choice (3) as a temporary solution.

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    For the next three weeks, I skipped lunch and spied on my wife to find out how often she was seeing other men. It was essentially every day. I got hard again when I realized that. After a couple of weeks, I had figured out that her routine was to alternate between the Hilton, the Marriott Inn, the Radisson, the Anatole, and the Embassy Suites lounges. She would dress attractively with just a touch of slutty, go to the lounge, and have a drink at the bar with a lot of leg showing. She never had to wait more than ten minutes before being approached.

    If her date at one of the hotels ended earlier than expected, she would stop off at a club. Those adventures usually led to some quick sex in the parking lot or in a private room inside the club. On one occasion, I struck up a conversation with a guy who had just fucked Susan in one of the back rooms of the club and asked him about her.

    "She said her name is Susan, but I never saw her before."

    "Is she a hooker? Expensive?" I asked.

    "Hell no! She doesn't want money. She just likes sex, and man, I can tell you, she's blazing hot. Probably the best I've ever had. Only bad thing was that she insisted on a condom."

    "You get her number? Address?"

    "Nope. I asked, but she refused. Probably because she's married. If you do see her, try your luck, Man. She's the best. Take my word for it."

    He got no argument from me on that point.

    For the following month, I just enjoyed the fantastically erotic and hot sex at home with the added stimulation of forming mental images of other men fucking my wife. As a result, the frequency and intensity of our sex life increased still further. Susan even commented on it a couple of times after a particularly wild and hot session.

    "Oh Honey! That was amazing! Wow! I can't believe it. I felt like I was being fucked by two randy studs who had been in prison for a couple of years. I must have had a dozen orgasms... maybe more. What turned you on so much? You put three monster loads into me. I'm not complaining... no way! I'm just curious."

    "Well, to tell the truth, I saw this drop-dead gorgeous, incredibly hot-looking, sexy woman today. She just oozed sex from every pore. I could even smell the musky aroma of her cunt when I was near her. She hadn't done anything, but she had me so fucking hard it hurt."

    My wife's face showed concern and worry, when she asked, "Who was she? Did you hit on her?"

    "Oh hell yes! I did a lot more than just hit on her. I fucked the shit out of her. She had more than a dozen orgasms. She's was even hotter in bed than she looked. By the way, her name's Susan. She's my wife. Every man I know hates me."

    My wife's expression changed instantly to one of pride and pleasure. A moment later, she had my cock in her mouth sucking me. I didn't think there was a chance in hell that she could get me hard again after the two-hour sex session we had just had, but I was wrong. Later, as she rode my cock like a wild woman, she alternated between cumming and telling me how much she loved me and how lucky she was to have a man like me as her husband.

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    Three months had passed since I had found out that my wife's sex drive was so great that she had to see other men. I was loving every moment, but I really wished I could somehow participate in her outside sexual activities.

    I had just succeeded in landing a huge contract for our company with Steven Hawkins. It was a major coup for us and for Hawkins as I was able to give him a better price and more rapid delivery than his previous supplier. Of course, it also meant a huge commission for me.

    After signing the contracts, we were having a drink and chatting. "How long will you be in town?" I asked.

    "One or two more days," Steve replied.

    "More business? Anything I can help you with?"

    "No. Don't think so. Frankly, I'm staying over because I'd like to spend an evening with a hot escort. Sex at home is Ok, but not great, as you probably know since you're also married."

    "Are the escorts here good? I've never tried them. Too risky with my wife around, you know."

    "I know what you mean. They're good... really good, but they're expensive. An evening with one, counting dinner, the escorts fee, and her tip usually runs $2,500, but they're good in bed so it's worth the cost."

    "You know, Steve, I really appreciate your business. Perhaps I can help you out. No guarantees, but there's an excellence chance that I can. And if it doesn't work out, you can always call the escort service. Are you interested?"

    "Do bears live in the forest? Of course, I'm interested. What's on your mind?"

    "Well, I know a woman who loves sex... she's essentially a nymphomaniac. She is drop dead gorgeous, married, and loves her husband, but he can't give her enough. Consequently, she's very discrete. I only know her by the name Susan. Roughly three times a week, she will go to the Radisson lounge, sit at the bar with a lot of leg showing, and wait until a man she likes hits on her. After that, she goes to your room and fucks your brains out for the rest of the afternoon until she has to get home before hubby returns from work. She won't take money, gifts, or tips, and she won't make dates for future meetings.

    "She sounds like a wet dream... almost too good to be true. So, how do I arrange to meet her?"

    "You can't. You just have to take your chances. Check out of your current hotel and get a room at the Radisson. Be in the lounge between 1:00 and 2:00 PM. If she comes in, you'll recognize her immediately... fantastically beautiful brunette, 38DD tits, fabulous figure and legs, dressed hot, sitting at the bar with her legs crossed showing a lot of leg. Just approach her, tell her how beautiful she is, and ask her if you can join her. If she likes you, you'll be fucking her in your room in about 15 minutes or less."

    "How do you know she'll show up?"

    "I don't. You've got maybe a 50% chance. If she's not there by 2:00 PM, she's not coming and you have to fall back on an escort service. But what do you have to lose? Other than the trouble of changing hotels this morning, there's no risk. If she shows and you connect with her, you save $2,500 and have the greatest sex you can imagine. If it doesn't work out, you call an escort service."

    "Ok. You've convinced me."

    "This is just between you and me, Ok? Not a word to anyone, not even your other friends. If Susan ever finds out that I set this up, I'll never score with her again. And I would hate that."

    "Fair enough. You have my word... complete secrecy."

    "I suggest you call the Radisson right now and make a reservation for a room. You really don't want to take a chance on missing out on Susan because you can't get a room there."

    Steve nodded, picked up my phone, and made the reservation. When he hung up, he smiled at me and said, "Got it! Room 968. I hope to hell she shows up."

    So did I, but I didn't say that. All I did was smile and nod.

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    Time Line: Nine Months After Brenda's Party-Parking Lot at The Hot Spot:

    After giving Susan time to get home, clean up, and start dinner, I left the "The Hot Spot" and headed home. As I expected, sex that night was fiery hot and sensuous. I fucked Susan three times and lost count of the number of times she climaxed.

    The next day at work, I got a phone call from Steven. He was ecstatic.

    "Man, you just weren't kidding when you said Susan was the hottest and most beautiful woman on the planet. She fucked my brains out for nearly two hours. I came five times in just two hours with her. It was hard to believe. And like you said, no charge, no money at all, not even a tip. And all she would give me was her first name, Susan."

    "Great. I'm glad it worked out. Sometimes it doesn't. You never can tell when she will show and when she won't."

    "Listen, Allen, I have three reasons for brothering you at work. The first is to thank you for giving me a chance to meet Susan. The second is to assure you that I'll never mention this to anyone... ever. The third is to let you know that I won't forget a favor like this. I know a lot people who could use your services. I'm going to be speaking with them about you and your firm. I think you can expect some new profitable contacts."

    "That's fantastic, Steve. I really appreciate it."

    "My pleasure, Allen. My pleasure."

    In the month following Steve's phone call, I found my sales and income increasing dramatically. During that month, I set up three more of my clients and potential clients with the opportunity to meet Susan and enjoy an afternoon in bed with her. The following month, I arranged for three more out-of-town CEO's to meet her. Since I knew her schedule and was very careful to choose only men I knew would be attractive to Susan, everyone of my clients except one scored with her. The one failure was due to her period coming several days ahead of schedule.

    I had hoped to eventually reach the $175,000 mark. Instead, it was obvious that my income for the year would easily reach $250,000 with expectations of going even higher. After three months of setting up meetings with my wife, the corporation's CEO called me to his office to offer me the Vice-Presidency of Sales and Marketing.

    Some of my success was due to my hard work, people skills, and aggressive sales and marketing strategies, but I knew very well that a large portion was due to my wife's fantastic bedroom performances.

    I now had a part in Susan's extramarital activities that was exciting and lucrative, I would have liked to enjoy more, but I was still afraid to push things further for fear of doing damage, perhaps severe, to our fantastic sex life. Consequently, I decided to adopt Choice (3) on a permanent basis and do no more than I already had. After all, I already had it much, much better than 98% or more of the male population.

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    Time Line: One Year After Brenda's Party-The Plumber:

    For the next couple of months, things moved forward with essentially no change. I continued to direct three or four clients or potential clients each month to my wife, and our sex life continued to be blazingly hot, kinky, and enormously satisfying. I loved it.

    However, at this point, fate stepped forward to make a dramatic change in our lives. The drain line from our kitchen became plugged so badly that all the usual home remedies failed. I visited a local service and made arrangements for the plumber to come to our home and clean out the line. There was a one-day wait, but he assured me that he would be at our home at 11 AM on Tuesday morning. The price was reasonable so I made the arrangements.

    On Monday afternoon, the CEO asked me to make a one-day, out-of-town trip to make the final changes to a very large contract that I had engineered the previous month. Naturally, I agreed. That night, during dinner and before we got involved in some erotic sexual role playing, I told Susan that I would be gone all day Tuesday as well as Tuesday evening. My return flight was scheduled for Wednesday morning, and consequently, I would be home by that afternoon. I also reminded her that the plumber would be coming Tuesday morning at 11 AM. She told me not to worry, have a great trip, and hurry home to take care of her needy pussy.

    Sex that night was intense since I was going to gone for an entire day. By Tuesday morning, I had fucked my luscious wife four times using all of her holes in the process. When I left the house that morning, she gave me several hot, passionate, deep kisses.

    "I love you, Allen," she whispered between kisses. Come home safely. I'll be waiting just the way you like me."

    When I backed my car onto the street, I had a raging erection.

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    As soon as Allen's car had backed out of our driveway on his way to the airport for his overnight trip, I started making plans. Since I had gone to the Anatole the previous afternoon, the Embassy Suites were next on my regular rotation. My pussy tingled at the thought. There were always one or two conventions going on there, and almost every guy was hoping to get laid while they were away from home. Of course, most of them would use an escort service for the purpose but some guy or guys were going to get really lucky this afternoon.

    As I had already made my plans for the afternoon, I was thinking mainly about tonight. Until Allen had informed me that he had to be out of town tonight, I had assumed that my number one stud would be taking care of my hot pussy in the evening. But with him gone, I needed some substitute cock or cocks to do the job. Maybe I could meet a group of guys at the Embassy Suites and arrange to party with them all night long. God... my pussy was doing more than just tingling at that thought.

    In preparation, I spent over an hour thoroughly cleaning and lubricating my colon, shaving my legs and then my pussy, and finally showering. Afterwards, I soaked in the hot tub for another 30 minutes. After toweling off, I rubbed a scented body lotion over ever inch of my body and perfumed all the right places. Finally, I did my make up and put my hair up in a sexy upsweep. Checking my reflection in the mirror, I thought I had an excellent chance of attracting a group of hot, young studs for the night.

    Back in my bedroom, I selected a gorgeous red dress with a deep, plunging neckline, but with a hem that was only two inches above my knees. It was exactly the right touch of sexiness and beauty without being slutty. I also took out a black teddy that didn't cover my breasts, but just supported them and pushed them up and out. The teddy was crotchless. I debated about whether to go the Embassy suites with my pussy naked or to wear a hot, black thong. In the end, I opted for the thong. I also picked out a pair of dark, thigh-high stockings with black tops and pair of four-inch stiletto heels.

    It 10:45 AM by the time I was fully dressed and ready to head out for lunch and then the Embassy Suites and all those randy, horny guys. Ten minutes later, before I could leave, the front doorbell rang. Looking through the small window in the top of the door, I saw a sexy, young stud standing there in working clothes. Suddenly, I realized that I had completely forgotten about the plumber who was coming to unstop the drains to our kitchen sink and dishwasher.

    "Shit," I said aloud, but quietly, "I hope he doesn't take too long." I opened the door and said, "You must be the .... the ... eh... the plumber," I finally managed to get out.

    "Yes, Mam. Your husband said he had to be at work, but you would be here. He said your kitchen drains are badly plugged up and needed service. And I'm here to provide whatever service you need."

    The guy was smiling at me with more than just mild interest. I could tell he really liked the way I looked. I was pretty certain that the double meaning of his offer to provide whatever service I needed was not lost on him.

    He was about 26 or so with a body that made it obvious that he made frequent trips to the weight room in the gym. He was handsome in the rugged, virile sort of way that always made my pussy cream. His bald head added even more sensuality and virility to his appearance. Finally, the very large bulge in his jeans suggested a large, powerful cock. God! The man oozed sex appeal. My pussy was already getting wet. Finally, I managed to find my voice again.

    That’s right. I’m glad your here, as I do need a lot of service... I mean the drains in my kitchen need a lot. They’re hopelessly stopped up. Come on in."

    He grinned as his eyes took in my face and then roamed up and down my body checking out my big tits, small waist, thrusting ass, my stocking-encased legs, and my CFM heels. I could see his bulge increasing in size as his cock began to harden.

    "Thank you, Mam," he replied as his hefted his large bag of tools as if it weighed no more than a few pounds. His biceps bulged as he easily lifted the large weight. I pointed the way to the kitchen and followed him to give me chance to check out his ass. God. It was as sexy as the rest of him. Hard and tight, I could just imagine how powerful his thrusts would be when he was fucking a woman.

    I showed him into the kitchen and watched as he laid out his tools. Just watching his beautifully muscled and toned body move had my pussy slowly throbbing. "Would it bother you if I watch," I asked hopefully.

    "No, Maam. Not at all. I always enjoy having a beautiful woman around. My name’s Kyle."

    "Hi, Kyle. I’m Susan. Can we forget the ‘Maam’ stuff? Please?"

    "No problem, Susan."

    "My husband says the pipes are really stopped up badly. Do you think you can fix them?"

    He flashed me a hot smile as he said, "Susan, I’ve got the tools needed to thoroughly probe any pipe. I’ll take care of every thing. Promise."

    "Mmmm... you think you can probe any pipe, Kyle?"

    "Not a problem, Susan. I’ve got the experience and the necessary equipment. Why don’t you just have a seat up there on the cabinet and watch me take care of your kitchen pipes and judge for yourself."

    "All right. That sounds fair enough," I said with what I hoped was a seductive smile. Boosting myself up onto the kitchen cabinet with Kyle kneeling by the sink drains gave him a perfect vantage point to see my legs and up my dress.

    After spending a moment checking out my cleavage and my legs that were exposed to a point a couple in inches above my stocking tops, the sexy adonis set to work cleaning out my kitchen pipes, which weren’t the pipes I was really interested in having him probe.

    After disconnecting the sink drain, he inserted a long, flexible metal rod into the opening. Looking at me with a grin, he said, "This is called a snake, Susan. It’s really long and sinks into the pipe to make certain that it thoroughly reams it out. If you really want to ream out a pipe, you need a long snake that will sink in really deep."

    "I can understand that," I replied, my voice a hoarse whisper.

    "Watch how deep it sinks in the hole, Susan." He started the motor and the snake started sinking into the drain hole rotating as it did so. "See how it rotates as it goes in. A really thorough reaming requires that the snake grind and rotate once it’s in the hole." My cunt was already soaked and everyone of his words was making my clit throb, and I was certain that this hot stud knew it.

    "Whoops... see how the snake’s entry into the hole stops when it hits a blockage or a tight place."

    "Yeah. I see. What do you do about that?"

    "When the hole is tight... with blockage or whatever... I have to apply more power to force it in deeper. If you put enough force behind the snake, no matter how tight a hole might be, it will always sink in even deeper. Watch, Susan." He increased the power, and the snake sank deeper into the drain.

    "See it boring into the hole, Susan... sinking in even deeper. No matter what the blockage, it goes in deeper. Lean closer, Susan, so you can see it sinking it."

    I raised one leg, put my heel up on the counter top, and leaned forward to see the snake moving back and forth inside the hole, rotating as it did so. The position exposed all of my raised thigh and the crotch of my panties. I could almost feel Kyle’s eyes staring a hole through the fabric of my thong in an effort to see my cunt.

    "I see what you mean, Kyle. It’s really ramming into the hole now. But why is the snake going back and forth in the drain. Why not just keep pushing it in deeper until the blockage is pushed out?"

    "If you really want to ream out a hole, Susan, it’s always better to pump the snake back and forth than just driving in and in. I get much better results when I pump with a nice rotation than I do if I just drive it in further and further."

    "Will it really ream out the hole... clean it out?"

    "Totally. Guaranteed. If you’re not completely satisfied with the way I’ve reamed out your holes, there’s no charge. My services always come with a guarantee of complete, customer satisfaction. Tell me, Susan, does your husband ever tell you how gorgeous your legs are?"

    "Sometimes."

    "I would be telling you every day. I love that thong you’re wearing. The way you’re dressed, it looks like you’re going out to a party. Are you?"

    "I was. But this is so fascinating that I think I’ll stay until you’ve finished with all the pipes and holes. Do you think this dress shows too much cleavage?"

    "A woman as beautiful as you with to-die-for tits like you have can never show too much cleavage."

    "MMmmmm... you know just what to say to a woman, Kyle."

    "It’s part of the service, Susan."

    "I see that you’re withdrawing the snake now, Kyle. Is that drain hole cleaned out now?"

    "Yep. Totally. When the snake was back inside its housing, he turned on the faucets, and we watched as the water flowed smoothly down the drain with no obstructing blockage of any kind. "See how the reaming cleaned out the pipe, Susan."

    "Mmmmmm... I see. Are you on a tight schedule or do you think you might have time to service my other blocked holes, Kyle?" As I asked the question, I pulled my dress up to my hips and spread wide for him.

    "Is that hole blocked like the kitchen drain was?"

    "No, but it’s constricted and tight. It really needs to be stretched open and reamed out good, Kyle. Can you handle that job too?"

    "No problem, Susan, but I’ll have to use a different tool for this job."

    "Ooohh yes. A much different tool. Is it big enough to do the job?"

    "I’ve never had any complaints about it being too small. Some of my customers thought it might be too large to fit however."

    My hips were now moving slowly back and forth on the kitchen cabinet. I tried to stop, but I couldn’t. I wondered if I had already soaked through the crotch of my panties. "How... how large is it? Do you think it will be too big for the job?" I teased.

    "I’ll have to inspect the hole first to answer that." He stared into my eyes and said quietly, but very firmly, "Show me the hole, Susan."

    "Ooohhhh god," I moaned, now unable to control my excitement. I kept my legs wide open, but didn’t move.

    "If you expect me to provide service to your hole, Susan, you have to show it to me. Show me your hole. Now!"

    Almost frantically, I reached between my thighs, grasped the crotch of my thong and pulled it aside up my left thigh completely exposing my soaked pussy. Kyle moved closer until his eyes were only a few inches away. My hips were now arching upward an inch or so in what was obviously small fuck motions.

    "I’m certain that I have exactly the right equipment to properly ream out and clean this hole, Susan."

    "It will fit?" I gasped.

    "Perfectly. To properly ream this type of hole, the probe needs to stretch the hole sufficiently, and to do the job well, it needs to go in really deep. The tool I use is very thick. The stretching will be more than sufficient."

    "And the depth. Will it go deep enough?" I asked as my voice trembled with excitement.

    "I’m certain that 11 inches of depth will ream your hole thoroughly and to your complete satisfaction."

    "11 inches?? Oohhhhh god... I don’t know. I’m not sure... I’ve never.."

    "I do know, and I am sure. The reaming will be perfect. Let me get a closer look." Kyle’s face moved to within an inch of my cunt. "I can tell from the seepage and the aroma that your hole is in dire need of a complete and thorough reaming, Susan. Don’t you agree?"

    "OOoohhhhh yes," I hissed. "Ream me, Kyle! Stretch me! Clean my hole!" I moaned as my vagina began to throb.

    "You saw me preparing the sink hole before inserting the snake, didn’t you Susan? I poured a great deal of fluid down the hole, right?"

    "Yes. I saw that."

    "Same thing here, I have to properly prepare this hole for reaming."

    "How do you do that," I gasped.

    "Essentially the same way. Only the fluid I insert is saliva. That lubricates the hole and causes it to open up more easily to accept the probe. Are you ready for the preparation, Susan?"

    "Ooohhh god, yes. Prepare my hole, Kyle. Please... DO IT!" His face closed the last inch of space between his lips and my cunt, and his tongue began applying the lubricating saliva to my hole and to my now throbbing clitoris.

    "OOHH! OOHH! OOHH! OH GOD YES! PREPARE MY HOLE, KYLE. LICK MEEEEE! GET ME WET AND READY! OOOHHHH GOD! HARDER, HONEY! PLEASE! HARDER! UUUUMMMMM... AAAAHHHHHH!!

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    Kyle had me so hot. I had two orgasms on his fingers
    and tongue. I couldn’t wait to get his huge cock
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    I arrived at the airport around 9:45 AM after fighting morning traffic. My flight was scheduled to leave at 11:30 AM, so I did manage to arrive at the requested hour and a half ahead of time. Since I was only staying overnight, I carried only a small suitcase that I could take on board the aircraft. Consequently, I didn't bother to check my luggage. After clearing security, I was waiting in the boarding area at 10:45.

    Just before they began boarding the passengers, my cell phone rang. It was Charles Hamilton. "Have you boarded the plane yet, Allen?" he asked.

    "No, not quite, Charles. I think they'll start boarding in about 10 minutes or so."

    "Oh good! I was afraid I wouldn't catch you in time. I just received a call from Myron Sargent's secretary. He's the guy who's handling the contract from their end. Myron came down with the flu last night and can't make the meeting today."

    "Can anyone else fill in for him?"

    "I asked. They said no. It seems that only Sargent knows the details and they're not comfortable with anyone else handling the final changes. So, the meeting has been postponed for probably a week, or at least until Sargent is back at work. Listen, Allen, I know that is a pain-in-the-ass for you. Take the rest of the day off. Play 18 holes of golf and then take that gorgeous wife of yours out to dinner. I'll see you in the morning. I'm sorry about this."

    "Not your fault, Charles. I'll see you in the morning."

    Fortunately, I didn't have to worry about getting my luggage off the plane. All I had to do was stop at the flight desk and make arrangements to change the date of my flight to the next week. That went smoothly and at 11:15, I was in my car heading home.

    As soon as I arrived, I saw that the plumber's truck was still in our driveway, which surprised me since it was now 11:40, and it never takes that long for a plumber to unplug a sewer line. My first assumption was that he must have been late in arriving. But then I remembered the guy's hard, muscled body, his bulging biceps, pecs, and abs. I also remembered his ruggedly handsome face and the virile appearance his bald head gave him. Finally, I realized that Susan thought she would be alone all day and all night. The thought of what might possibly be happening inside my home gave me an instant, iron-hard erection.

    Instead of parking beside the plumber's truck in our driveway, I drove on down the street and left my car in a city park three blocks from our house. Returning on foot, I went around to the back of the house and mounted the steps leading to our second floor deck. Now I had a small problem. There were two doors... one entering into the master bedroom, the second into the guest bedroom. Not wanting to interrupt anything, I carefully listened at each door to see if anyone was inside. Hearing nothing, I entered via the guest bedroom.

    It only took a few moments to determine that no one was in the upstairs portion of our home. They were obviously still downstairs, probably in the kitchen as the guy worked on the sewer line while my wife watched. I was more than just a little disappointed as I had thought my fantasy of actually seeing my wife having sex with another man was about to be realized.

    The upstairs portion of our split-level home has a loft overlooking the den and the kitchen, which are connected. If they were in either of those rooms, I would have an excellent view from the loft. I was so excited that it was hard for me to keep from running down the hallway to the loft, but somehow, I managed to restrain myself. I even took the time to remove my shoes so as not to make the floor squeak.

    Once inside the loft, I saw the plumber and my wife in our kitchen. My cock, which had been hard ever since I had seen the truck in our driveway, now surged and grew another half inch as it throbbed in a series of spasms inside my pants at the erotic scene taking place in our kitchen.

    Susan was sitting on the kitchen counter dressed hot and sexy. She had one heel planted on the counter's surface with her legs spread wide open. Her dress up around her waist. The plumber was on his knees in front of her staring between my wife's gaping thighs. From my vantage point, I couldn't tell if Susan was wearing panties or not.

    They were speaking but too low for me make out the words. Suddenly my wife spoke much louder. It was just short of a scream, which I could easily hear. "OOoohhhhh yes," she hissed. "Ream me, Kyle! Stretch me! Clean my hole!" From that outburst, I figured out that the plumber's name was Kyle and that my wife wanted him to fuck her... badly.

    Again, their words dropped in volume and I could only make out a few. They were discussing a snake for some reason. Then I heard Kyle talking about "preparing the hole" or something like that. My wife asked about how he did that, but I couldn't make out Kyle's response. However, I had no problems hearing my wife's next comment.

    "Ooohhh god, yes. Prepare my hole, Kyle. Please... DO IT!"

    I also had no problems figuring out what Kyle's response to that was. His head moved deep into my wife sex saddle. I could easily see the top of his head moving up and down as he licked my wife's cunt and clitoris. If I had any doubts about what he was doing, my wife's wild scream of passion removed them.

    "OOHH! OOHH! OOHH! OH GOD YES! PREPARE MY HOLE, KYLE. LICK MEEEEE! GET ME WET AND READY! OOOHHHH GOD! HARDER, HONEY! PLEASE! HARDER! UUUUMMMMM... AAAAHHHHHH!!"

    Unzipping my pants, I had them wide open with my cock out in just seconds. A few seconds after that, I was jacking off watching Kyle bring my wife closer and closer to orgasm as he "prepared her hole".

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    Kyle's tongue was driving me crazy. He knew just how to slide it up and down the straining shaft of my clitoris. When it throbbed, he let it sensuously slide up and over the pulsing tip. I howled every time I felt that wet, luscious tongue swabbing over my clit. Suddenly, it began to swell and throb harder... then spastic contractions surged up and down its hard shaft as my orgasm exploded. Every time my clit throbbed, my vagina clamped shut. When my clit expanded just before its next contraction, my vagina opened wide as if it was begging Kyle to insert his huge dick.

    From between my gaping thighs, I heard Kyle whispered, "Hot cunt-holed slut. I love the way you cum... the way your clit jerks and contracts... the way your vagina opens and closes. Let's work on your sexy ass hole a little, Susan."

    Kyle pushed my legs back further to elevate my ass and align my anus with his tongue. I moaned with hot rapture when I felt him swirl it around and around my puckered ass hole. He pushed the tip inside me. Instantly, my cunt slammed shut as my clitoris throbbed in response to his invasion.

    A moment later, his tongue moved upward to my labia sending another shiver of pleasure up my spine. Then, it again visited my anus... circling it erotically, pushing inside, and licking both buttocks. When next it returned to my engorged and deliciously throbbing clitoris, I grunted, "OOohhh fuck! You're about to make me cum again. Do me, Stud. DO ME!"

    He gave me what I desperately needed. His tongue worked into the folds of my pussy causing my ass to thrust upward against his mouth. He pushed it inside my vagina. I moaned with pleasure. My hips surged up off the table and gyrated in the air, humping his mouth as my hands squeezed my tits. With my ass off the counter top, Kyle had easy access to my ass hole. Two fingers were quickly pushed into me. I howled in ecstasy as I came again. This time, juices flooded out of my pussy drenching Kyle's face.

    As my orgasm slowly ebbed, he stood up between my thighs and ran his hand over my cunt, rubbing my clit in a sensuous, erotic circular motion that had me groaning. Two of his fingers moved to my vagina and penetrated me... hard... fast... deep. My cunt contracted in spasms about his fucking fingers.

    "AAHHH! FUCK! FUCK INTO ME, KYLE! FUCK IT! FUCK IT! FUCK IT!"

    Kyle's fingers slipped out of my pussy and moved to my clit, teasing it... stroking it... making it throb. Very quickly, I felt my clitoris swelling as Kyle's fingers moved and teased around and around the shaft. My vagina pulsed hard signaling the approach of another orgasm. Once more, his fingers moved back to my pussy and penetrated me hard and fast. Once inside, he held his fingers deep and began sliding them sensuously over my G-spot.

    In case having his fingers rubbing my G-spot and his thumb caressing my clit wasn't enough, the hot stud moved closer and pulled my mouth to his. His tongue entered and moved back and forth in time with his fingers pumping my pussy. I began to shudder uncontrollably.

    "MMmmm... MMmmmm... MMMmmm," I moaned into his mouth as my hips thrust frantically against his probing fingers. Kyle pulled his lips away from mine and whispered a hot, demanding order in my ear.

    "Cum, Bitch. Cum on my fingers. Wet your hot hole with your juices to get it ready for a royal fucking."

    "Aahhh god... AAHH GOD ... AAAHH!! Fuck into me," I hissed as my vagina clamped spastically around his plunging fingers. My head snapped back. My mouth stretched open in a loud, hot wail as I came for a fourth or fifth time. I couldn't believe it. He was still fully dressed. His cock was still inside his pants, and I was already convulsing in my fifth orgasm.

    "AAAHHHHHHHH!!! Oh god... I'm cumming... you hot bastard. You're making me cum again.... uuummmm... ooohhh... fuckkkkk.... cummingggggg.... aaahhheeeeeeeeee!"

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    When I heard Kyle telling my wife to "Cum, Bitch. Cum on my fingers. Wet your hot hole with your juices to get it ready for a royal fucking" my cock just exploded thick streams of cum high into the air. Some of the load shot all the way over the railing of the loft and fell to the tiled floor of the den. I was still pumping my dick furiously when I heard my wife screaming in her orgasm.

    When my cock finally stopped shooting wads of cum, I heard Kyle telling my wife, "Ok, Baby. It's your turn. Get my dick out and suck it. Do a good job of getting it wet and slick, Honey, because it's going into your hot hole after you suck."

    Susan scrambled off the kitchen counter onto her knees and pulled down the Stud's pants while he stripped off his T-shirt. Again, my cock began to harden. I was amazed. I couldn't remember ever getting another erection a few minutes after I had shot off a huge load. But there was no doubt that my cock was rising and rapidly. When my wife saw that Kyle wore no briefs or shorts, she moaned with excitement.

    "Oh god! You're not wearing anything under your pants... just this huge monster cock. Oh fuck... that's so damn hot!"

    I don't know why I was so surprised that my wife got wildly excited when she saw that Kyle was naked under his pants... so much so, she started finger fucking her cunt again. I knew how hot it always made me to discover a woman was naked under her skirt... why should it be any different with women. I resolved that I wouldn't wear shorts or briefs any longer when my wife and I went out in the evening.

    But right now, Kyle was the guy pleasuring my wife. She had his cock in her hand rubbing her face over its length. "Oh fuck! You weren't kidding when you said this thing was thick and a big 11-inch probe that was going to sink into my hole. Oohhh, Honey. I think it's even bigger than 11 inches. I've never, ever had a cock this size in me before."

    When I released Kyle's huge organ, it sprang upward until it stood almost straight up. Another inch and it would have been pressed against his belly. "God... look at that gorgeous cock!" I gasped as my hand rubbed my cunt and clit harder. Reaching up, I pulled it back down towards my mouth, but before taking it inside, I stared at the swollen, purple head that seemed to swell and throb right in front of my eyes. A pulsing vein ran the 11-inch length of his dick with smaller veins crisscrossing the surface.

    Kyle's hand on the back my head let me know that it was time to suck. Stretching my mouth was wide as possible, I moved forward. Kyle helped me by thrusting five inches of man meat into my mouth.

    "OOOmmmppffff...gghhaaaa," I gurgled around the huge shaft that now fully plugged my mouth. As Kyle mouth fucked me, I moved my tongue all around the surface and over the throbbing head. My free hand wrapped around the base of the big fuck stick and began to jack him off while I sucked.

    Gradually, I took more and more of the thick shaft into my mouth until the big head was pressed against my throat. I gagged a little as I tried to take it but failed. I tried several more times, failing each time to get the head into my throat. On my sixth try, when I pressed forward, Kyle put his hands on the back of my head and drove his shaft into my throat. I tried to back away, but he held me in position and pushed two more inches down my throat.

    "Now take the rest of it, Susan. Take it all and suck me!" he commanded. I followed orders and very quickly felt his big balls bouncing against my chin.

    Right in the middle of sucking his cock, my pussy erupted in another orgasm wetting my hand with cuntal secretions. My clitoris went into another series of spastic contractions causing me to howl in rapture. There was no way I could continue to suck his cock while my body was shuddering so hard. Kyle waited patiently until my trembling eased. "Start sucking, Bitch. I'm almost there, and I'm gonna flood your mouth and belly."

    Once more, I shoved his huge dick into my mouth. This time, it slid easily down my throat until his balls rested on my chin. I caressed them while my lips moved up and down his shaft with as much pressure as possible and sucking as hard as I could. He must have liked it because he began grunting like a bull. When his cock convulsed inside my throat, huge streams of cum shot into me. Kyle's load was so large and shot into me so powerfully that there was no way I could swallow fast enough. A large amount fired down my throat, but an equally large amount spewed out of my mouth and formed cum ropes from my chin.

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    I had never sucked an 11-inch cock. When Kyle pushed it all the way
    down my throat, my cunt and clit went into repeated
    hard orgasms. I loved sucking him.

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    When I saw Kyle's monster load gushing out of my wife's mouth in huge streams, I lost control and ejaculated a second time. This time, the load was smaller than previously, but it was still huge. I wondered if I would get hard again. I later realized how foolish that thought had been.

    After Kyle came, he carried my wife to one of the couches in the den and began to lick and suck her tits. After five minutes of action on her nipples, Susan was beginning to moan. Suddenly, she just seemed to go absolutely wild. It appeared to me she had abruptly gotten so hot for cock that she was losing all control. Her hips snapped rapidly back and forth thrusting her ass high in the air. Her moans changed to loud gasps of pleasure, and she began to beg Kyle to fuck her.

    "Please fuck me, Kyle. Probe and ream my hole with that big cock. Fuck me... please." she moaned over and over.

    When his mouth left Susan's tits, both nipples were swollen, red, and pulsing. He squeezed them with his fingers bringing wails of pain/pleasure from my wife's lungs. She cried out even louder when he put his tongue on her clitoris again.

    "Oh god... oh god... sooo fucking hot. Please... don't make me cum on your tongue again, Kyle. Use your cock. I want to cum on that huge dick. Stick it in me!" She screamed at him.

    My cock surged to full erection again as I watched him move between my wife's thighs, lift her legs and press them back so that her knees were outside of her tits. He stared at my wife's exposed cunt, but wasn't satisfied. "Spread your legs wider, Susan. I want you in perfect fucking position. You're going to take all of my cock up your hot pussy, Baby. Spread wider!"

    Not only did my wife spread obscenely wide, she also humped her ass and begged for his cock. I was now close enough to see that her vagina was opening and closing in hot spasms as she waited for his cock to ram into her. She cried out as his cock impaled her. Kyle thrust his ass forward nailing his shaft into Susan's pussy. My wife's legs shot up and back. A deep groan issued from her lips while her heels were jerking wildly in the air.

    Kyle pulled back, hesitated a moment, and then drove his sex spike back into my wife's waiting hole. Susan wailed.

    "OH Fuck! It's so fucking big! AAargh!" Kyle hit into her again, harder this time. More of his thick, long shaft disappeared into my wife's cunt.

    "AAARGH! Not sure I can take this," she gasped. "Too big... aaargh! aaargh!" she wailed as the male shaft rammed into her again and again, each time sinking a little deeper. I could see my wife's pussy molding itself around his cock.... stretching wide with every additional inch that entered her.

    "Of fuck! It's big... Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck me! Fuck Me! Oh my god! I love it! Fuck me, Kyle! Fuck me with that big cock!"

    Kyle powered fucked into my wife again and again. Every time his dick rammed balls deep into her pussy, my hand flashed up and down my rigid shaft. We were doing it together. I was jacking off, and Kyle was screwing my wife.

    Susan's head stretched back, her ass rose off the couch to meet his thrusts. Her hands gripped her tits with her fingers squeezing both nipples. Her mouth was wide open, tongue extended and flicking rapidly over her top lip.

    "Sooo big! Soooo Good!" she moaned.

    I could see she was about to cum again. Kyle realized it too. Moving higher on Susan's body, he pressed her legs back against the couch so that he had her bent almost double. Moving his feet forward, he rose up over her body and rammed his shaft nearly straight down into her throbbing vagina. Squishing sounds filled the room. My wife wailed and squealed in near continuous shrieks as the thick shaft pounded her cunt.

    "OH GOD! FUCK ME, YOU HOT BASTARD! I'M THERE!! CUMMING! AAAAHHH... AAAAHHHH... AAARRGH!! AAARRGH!! UUNNGGHH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!"

    Once more, I spewed several thick streams of semen all over the floor of the loft. Kyle was right behind me as he blew his load into Susan's cunt. My load was expended long before his was. It seemed to me like he continued to thrust into my wife and his buttocks continued to clench shooting spurt after spurt of semen into her pussy for almost a minute before his motions and the jerking of his buttocks ceased.

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    Kyle’s huge cock made me cum again and again. Every time
    all 11 inches of his monster shaft sank into me, my clit
    and cunt went into spastic contractions.

    After collapsing atop my wife, the two of them remained motionless, except for their labored breathing, for several minutes. Finally, Kyle raised his body off my wife's, pulled his semi-hard cock out of her cunt, and rolled from between her thighs. Immediately, Susan moved onto her knees, bent over his cock, and sucked him clean.

    With her ass arched high into the air facing me, I could easily see the thick streams of sperm-filled semen that were pouring out of her widely stretched hole. Occasionally, her pussy would contract and force out a thick wad of Kyle's load.

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    I glanced at my watch and saw that it was nearly 2 PM. Kyle and Susan had been fucking for over two hours. I thought he might now leave, but I was wrong. They did, however, take a break. Neither of them bothered to dress. Susan went into the kitchen, naked save for her heels, and prepared some sandwiches that she served in the den along with some cold beer.

    The sat side-by-side on the couch right beneath my hiding place in the loft. As they ate, my wife couldn't keep her hands off Kyle's body, particularly his now soft cock. Even in its flaccid state, it was still about seven inches in length and reasonably thick. After finishing one of the sandwiches, Susan lost interest in more food and began to dine on Kyle's cock.

    She continued to suck his cock the entire time Kyle was eating the sandwiches. After a few minutes, it began to harden, growing longer and longer, thicker and thicker. By the time he swallowed the last bite, his dick was again rock-hard and ready to sink into my wife. Even though his shaft was again more than 10 thick inches, Susan was still deep throating his entire length every time she took him in her mouth. As before, her fingers were buried inside her pussy as she sucked.

    "That's enough sucking, Susan," Kyle ordered. Get on me, Baby. Mount and ride. Now!" She couldn't seem to get on him and get his cock into her cunt fast enough. In less than a minute, she was mounted on his cock pounding her ass up and down its length.

    "Oh god... it's so damn good. Fuck me, Kyle. Ram that hard dick into my married pussy, Lover. Screw me hard and deep," she pleaded.

    With Susan riding his cock cowgirl facing away from me, I had a perfect view of the connection between Kyle's thick shaft and my wife's pussy. As the rod was pulled from her hole, her labia clung to the dick as if trying desperately to keep it inside. When it plunged back into her depths, the lips were again shoved inside her hole. I was hard again and slowly stroked my cock as I watched Kyle fuck her and listened to Susan cumming again and again.

    I was jacking off faster when Kyle grabbed my wife's hips and held her still. "What's the matter, Honey. I'm fucking you too hard, Lover?" she asked teasingly.

    "Hell no! But I'm about to cum. I want to finish this time with you riding me reverse cowgirl. Turn around."

    Quickly, my wife reversed her position. She groaned when his dick once again filled her and sank in balls deep. "Oh fuck! What a cock!" she moaned in a passion-filled voice.

    "How many times have you cum, Susan?" Kyle wanted to know.

    "Don't know. I haven't been counting, but a lot. A cock like yours makes a woman cum a lot."

    "Estimate. How many?"

    "Probably 20 times. How many times have you shot off?" Four isn't it?"

    "Yeah. The load I'm gonna shoot in you very soon will be my fifth."

    "MMmmmm... oh yes! Shoot it, Stud. Shoot in me again. Pump me full, Lover."

    My cock was pulsing in my hand as I watch Susan ram her cunt up and down Kyle's dick. She shrieked in climax after a few minutes of riding him. He held her hips and rammed himself into her hot hole. My wife grunted and then howled when he began fucking her like a jack hammer. She came hard and while she was still climaxing, Kyle shot his load into her throbbing channel.

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    I had cum so many times I had long since lost count. When Kyle
    rammed all 11 inches into my cunt and shot off his
    fifth load, I came harder than ever.

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    It was now past 3 PM. Kyle had been fucking my wife for more than three hours. So, I wasn't surprised when he started to get dressed. "I have to get back to work, Susan. I loved it. Call me anytime you need your holes reamed out again." he said.

    My wife made no effort to get up or to dress. She reclined on the sofa with her legs wide open, sperm and semen seeping out of her widely stretched pussy. "I will, Lover. I will. And I loved it too. You have a great dick."

    I waited until Kyle had left before attempting to make my exit without having my wife see me. My cock was again hard as stone from watching Kyle banging Susan, but I knew I would have to wait until the next day to enjoy sex with her since I was supposed to be out of town.

    Just as I was about to slip back to the guest bedroom and leave, I heard my wife's voice. "Are you just going to stay up there and hide, Honey? Wouldn't your really prefer to come down here and use that hard cock to fuck your slutty wife? If you don't want sloppy sixths, you can use my ass."

    Shame faced and red with embarrassment, I walked down the stairs to the den. My wife raised and opened her legs as I approached. "I'm sorry," I stammered. "I just couldn't resist the chance to see you making it with another man."

    "SSshhhhh... we'll talk later. Right now, I need my husband’s luscious cock up my cheating cunt. I've been hoping Kyle would leave for the last hour so I could have you. Hurry. Get on me! Fuck me, please! Would you rather have my ass?"

    "Hell no! I want your cum-filled cunt."

    Susan pulled her legs back even further and spread her pussy open with her fingers. "It's all your, Allen. Always. Put your cock in me and fuck me like a hot whore."

    Eagerly, I got onto the couch and moved up to her elevated cunt. She was holding her legs up and back so that her heels were a full foot behind her head. Her vagina gaped open in perfect fucking position. I could see the thick, white semen inside her. I heard myself growl like an out-of-control rapist as I rammed my engorged cock into her. Thick wads of cum spewed out between her pussy lips and my cock when I buried all seven-plus inches.

    I had never before fucked my wife as hard or as fast as I did now. We were both screaming and grunting on every stroke. Her arms locked around me and held me against her body as our hips rammed against each other. My wife came. Somehow, I held back my orgasm and continued to slam into her, driving her ass deep into the couch.

    I lasted perhaps another five minutes before I screamed, "I can't hold it ... can't... have to cum!"

    "Cum, Darling. Cum in me... NOW! I'M CUMMING AGAIN.... FUCK ME!!!"

    Earlier, I had been amazed when Kyle continued to shoot and throb inside my wife for a full minute. When I ejaculated, both my cock and Susan's pussy continued to throb and pulse against each other for almost two minutes. It was the most intense climax I could remember. I loved it when Susan whispered, "Could you feel how hard you made me cum, Darling? I hope so. It was harder than any climax I had with Kyle."

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    Revelations:

    After we had caught our breaths from our intense coupling, Susan rose from the couch, retreated to the kitchen, and returned a couple of minutes later with some cheese, crackers, and wine.

    "Shall I go first, or do you want to, Honey. I think we both need to be totally honest. Ok?"

    "Yeah. I agree. Let's both talk. It will be better that way, but I'll start."

    "Before you do, I want you to know that I love you... you and only you."

    "Thank you, Susan. I know you do, and I feel the same way about you. I guess I should start at the day I came home from that four-day out-of-town sales trip about a year ago. I was totally amazed by your transformation to an incredibly sensuous, hot wife who was every thing I had every dreamed or fantasized about. I just absolutely loved it, even though I didn't really understand what had happened."

    "I went to a party at Brenda's home the first night you were gone. She had invited three other women, all single or divorced except for me. She had also invited seven young, single guys... all sexy and hung. The party quickly turned into a hot sex orgy. For hours and hours, I resisted, but with seven sexy studs hitting on me and us not having had sex for five days, I eventually ended up letting one of the men fuck me. After he screwed me, all the others did as well."

    "Did you enjoy it when they fucked you?"

    "That's what started every thing, Darling. I loved it. For the first time, I realized how much I loved sex, and I was totally ashamed that I had withheld all that pleasure from you and from myself for so long. Anyway, after that party, I just couldn't get enough. Even though when you came home, you fucked me more often and better than any husband has ever screwed his wife, I wanted it all the time, and no one man could possibly manage that. Basically, I'm a nymphomaniac. I had kept it hidden for years, but that party at Brenda's let my nympho side loose, and once loose, there was no way to put her back into her cage. I'm sorry, Darling. Please, can you forgive me?"

    "There's nothing to forgive, Honey. I was and still am just beyond belief happy. So much so, I worried all the time that I was going to do something that would cause you to change back. Anyway, it was about six months later that I found out that you were seeing other men when I was out-of-town or in the afternoons while I was at work."

    "Oh god! I never suspected that you've known about that for so long. I was always afraid you would find out and divorce me."

    "I found out by accident. I happened to be having lunch at the Hilton with Jason Lombard on the day he had a date with you that afternoon. He told me about this awesomely hot married woman whom he had been with a couple of times. He said all he knew about her was that she was the hottest woman he had ever even imagined, she was married, and her first name was Susan. He also told me that she loved her husband and was terrified that he would find out she was cheating and divorce her. Finally, he said that she had told him that although her husband was the best lover she had ever had, she just needed a lot more sex than any one man could provide."

    "Allen, before you go on, I have to ask. Are you going to divorce me? Please... please don't."

    "Hell will freeze over before I divorce the most wonderful wife any man ever had. Anyway, after that, I started following you for a few weeks and found out your routine of alternating between hotels. I pretty much knew where you would be going each afternoon."

    "You may not intend to divorce me, Honey, but you must think you're married to a total slutty whore."

    "No way! But just wait. I haven't gotten to the part that makes me fear that you're going to kick me out of the house after I tell you. A month or so later, I had just signed a great contract with Steven Hawkins. While we were chatting the next morning, he told me he was staying over an extra day or two so he could enjoy an evening with some beautiful escort. He confided that his wife was rather cold, and he looked forward to having some really hot sex with a gorgeous woman, even if it did cost him about $2,500 each time."

    I stopped, ate some of the cheese, and took a long drink of wine to bolster my courage. Then, I plunged ahead with my confession. "To make a long story short, I knew you would be going to the Radisson that afternoon so I told him about this married woman I had fucked a few times who loved sex, was unbelievably good, and was also drop-dead gorgeous. Naturally, I didn't tell him she was my wife... just that she was blazing hot in bed, didn't charge, wouldn't take tips or gifts... all she wanted was erotic, sensuous fantastic sex. I suggested he get a room at the Radisson and be at the bar in the lounge at 1:30 PM and do his best to entice you to go to his room with him. Since Steve is a very handsome, articulate, and sexy guy, I thought he would score, and, of course, he did."

    "He is all of that, and he did score. That afternoon and several times since then. But how did you know?"

    "That first time, I was watching. Neither of you knew that. I saw the two of you get into the elevator and head up to his room, which I knew was Room 968. Later, I listened at the door while you enjoyed each other. I got so fucking hard, I couldn't believe it."

    "After that first time, I regularly set you up with three or four of my clients and potential clients each month. I screened them carefully so that I picked men I thought you would like. I know that was terrible, but I so wanted to have some part in your sexual activities, I just couldn't resist. Do you intend to divorce me?"

    "Hell no! I don't let the best husband and hottest stud around get away, Darling. You know, I always wondered how come I was so frequently lucky to find really attractive, sexy men when I went to the lounges. Now I know. It was my hot husband enjoying my sex life vicariously."

    "Yeah, it was. What I really wanted was to participate with you or to watch you having sex with other men."

    "Oh god yes! Why didn't you tell me? That would be just out of this world, fantastically hot."

    "I was afraid to tell you. I was afraid it would make you so ashamed for cheating on me that you couldn't bare to be around me any longer. I was also afraid it would ruin our fabulous sex life if you decided to go back to being a conservative wife as penitence for being so sensuous and sexy. I loved being with you so much... having sex with you... I was just terrified that I would lose you if I told you."

    "You could never lose me, Honey. Tell me, how did you happen to be in the house today when Kyle was fucking me?"

    "Pure accident. My trip was cancelled at the last moment, and I returned home. When I saw his truck was still here... well, I knew how virile and handsome he looked, I figured you would want to fuck him. I had been hot to see you with a man for months and months, so I just sneaked into the house and spied on you. Again, I know that's just awful, but I was so turned on, I couldn't resist."

    "It's not awful, Darling. It's human. That's the reason I was cheating on you. I was just too turned by sex to resist and, like you, I was afraid to tell you for fear that you would divorce your slutty wife in a flash. I couldn't bear the thought of losing you."

    "You never will. I need to ask you a question now, Susan. Can we keep doing this? I really hope so. I can't tell you how much I hope so. I've never been happier in my whole life."

    "Absolutely, Darling, but only on one condition."

    "Anything you want... anything!"

    "You have to participate with me. We do it together so we both enjoy it to the fullest."

    "Oh god... YES! How did you know I was watching today, Susan?"

    "When Kyle put me on the couch on my back and started sucking my tits, I looked up into the loft and saw you. At first, I was terrified. I thought my life... my marriage... everything was over. But then I saw that you were jacking off while you watched. When I saw that, I got so damn hot I couldn't believe it... hotter than I ever been before. I wanted you to see Kyle fucking the shit out of me. I wanted to see you jacking your big cock and shooting. God... you turn me on like no other man on the planet."

    At that point, we kissed passionately. When I finally broke the kiss, I whispered, "I think we're Ok, Honey. Don't you?"

    "Oh Lover! We're a lot more than just Ok. We are going to have so much fun together! It's going to be just awesome!"

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    Epilog: Present Day:

    My office phone rang. It was Susan.

    "Has my sexy husband been listening over his cell phone to his new potential client fucking me?"

    "I only put it down about 10 minutes ago after he had gotten off the second time. Judging from his comments, you've made another conquest."

    Susan giggled. "I think so and we've probably made another bundle of money from the contracts he'll be signing."

    "Are you on your way home now?"

    "Nope. I'm in the bathroom in his suite at the Marriott. I told him I needed to pee. He wants to fuck your wife in the ass before I leave. Do you intend to listen to your wife squeal when Wayne sticks his thick, black schlong up her ass?"

    "Hell yes. I'm hard as stone already from listening to him giving it to you for the last hour."

    "Don't you dare jack off! You're going to need to have your big, luscious cock fully loaded and ready tonight if you're going to satisfy both Brenda and your hot wife."

    Now it was my turn to laugh. "I haven't jerked off since the day I watched Kyle fucking you. With the hot wife I have, wasting it like that would be both sinful and totally stupid."

    "I wish you were here having a threesome with us, Darling."

    "Maybe the next time when he's more at ease."

    "I've got a surprise for you, Honey."

    "What? Tell me."

    "Tonight... if you fuck us really good, I'll tell you."

    "Bitch."

    "I am, and you love it. But I'll give you a little teaser. I've invited another couple to go on the cruise with us next month."

    "Who?"

    "I'll tell you tonight. But you're going to love it. She's hot and he mainly just wants to watch her with us. So, Lover, you're going to have to take care of two hot, wet cunts on the cruise. Bring your viagra, Honey. See you soon. Wayne's cock is hard and he wants my tight ass."

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    When I left the bathroom, I was carrying my purse in one hand and my cell phone in the other. Since I was naked save for my heels, Wayne never looked at my hands. He was far too busy checking out my bouncing tits and my pussy. I set my purse on the bedside table with my open cell phone right behind it.

    "Oh Baby, I was about to crazy waiting for you come out the bathroom. Another few minutes and I would have been in there bending you over the sink."

    "MMMmmmm... it does look like you're more than ready for me, Wayne." I crawled onto the bed beside him and circled my hand as far around his huge black shaft as it would go. "God, Lover. Have you ever got a gorgeous, huge sex gun. Is it still loaded for me, Honey?"

    "Oh hell yes. You're gonna think a cannon is going inside you when I shoot. Come on, Susan. Get on me. Sink that hot cunt down my dick."

    I swung my leg over Wayne as he lay on his back. His 12-inch cock was so fucking hard and rigid, I didn't even need to steady it with my hand. It was already sticking straight up like a huge pike that was going impale my pussy. Gradually, I lowered my ass over the tip until I felt it touch my labia. I pushed down further letting the head slide between the lips of my cunt.

    "OOOohhhhhhh god," we both moaned at the same time.

    "Fucking huge cock," I moaned.

    "Fucking hot cunt," Wayne responded.

    "I want this dick in me!"

    "I want my dick in your hot hole!"

    I let my ass drop a little and three more inches of thick, throbbing cock spread my cunt open. "AAAHHHHHHH... gawd damn! That thing stretches me. It feels like a log is sinking into me."

    "Fuck yourself on it, Slut!" he ordered.

    I pushed down further and six more inches of dick sank into my cunt. Stretching me and grinding over my G-spot as the shaft entered.

    "OOOHHH Fucking shit! You cunt feels like a vise around my dick, Baby!"

    "That's because you're so damn big."

    "Take it all," he ordered.

    Slamming my ass down hard, I gave him what he wanted. All 12 inches of black cock filled me. Sensuous shocks surged up and down the length of my pussy as that huge cock filled me and retreated, again and again, pumping me hard. Wayne held my hips and powered his shaft into me. Every time he thrust it back into my cunt, the big head slid over my G-spot sending wave after wave of pleasure through my body. When he was buried inside me, I ground my clit hard against his pubic bone.

    "Oh Baby. You're cumming! Hard! I can feel your cunt throbbing all over my dick!"

    "YES! YES! YES! CUMMING. FUCK IT! FUCK MY CUNT HARD, STUD. AAAAHHHH! SO GOOD.... SO FUCKING GOOD... I love your big cock, you hot, cunt-fucking stud!"

    "Let me do you doggy, Susan."

    "You can do me anyway you want, Lover. Anytime you want. Let me get on my knees and bend over so you can fuck that monster dick into me doggy."

    When I pulled my pussy off Wayne's dick, all 12 inches of his huge shaft were pulsing and throbbing. The big veins expanded every time his organ throbbed. Turning onto my knees, I lowered my head and arched my ass. Wayne got off the bed and moved behind me. When his cock stretched me open and sank into me, I began to shriek, and I kept shrieking every time he hammered his dick into me. He fucked me for about five minutes and made me cum twice.

    "I can't hold it much longer, Susan," he groaned.

    "Don't hold it. Shoot it! SHOOT IT INTO ME!"

    "I want to shoot this load up your ass. Ok?"

    "Any hole you want, Lover. Any hole you want."

    Wayne pulled his dick out of me and laid back on the bed. This time I straddled his hips in reverse cowgirl position, positioned my ass right over the big cock, and slowly lowered myself until I felt the head pressing against my opening. He grasped my hips and pulled me downward. The head stretched my sphincter wide open and surged up my ass.

    "GGGHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" I wailed helplessly as the seven... eight... nine... ten inches of dick filled my ass. His hand pushed me back up as his hips jerked out five inches of dick. Again, his hips thrust upwards... powerfully. His cock ripped into my ass again. This time 11 inches of meat stretched me open.

    "UUNNGGHHH!!!"

    On the next stroke, Wayne buried all 12 inches of cock up my ass. Then, he began to fuck me with hard, deep, fast strokes. I came hard... yelling and screaming. That drove him over the edge, and he filled me with his huge load.

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    Wayne gave me a hot, sensuous fucking while Allan listened and got hard as iron.
    As an added bonus, we made more than enough money
    to pay for our upcoming cruise.

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    When we were dressed, I said, "Next time you're going to be in town on business, send me an e-mail in advance, and we'll try to arrange a hot afternoon."

    "How about the evening too?"

    "Sorry, Lover. I'm with my hot husband in the evening."

    "I bet his cock isn't as big as mine," Wayne said proudly.

    "No, it isn't. He's got about seven and a half inches, but he's a master swordsman, Baby. I usually cum a dozen times every night on his dick and his tongue."

    "Ok. I understand. But you can't blame a guy for trying. I'm going to have to stay an extra day this time. Got to go by and sign a bunch of contracts in the morning with the guy who recommended you. Any chance that we could get together tomorrow afternoon after the contract stuff is done?"

    "Just keep the room another day, Lover, and I'll be here at 2 PM."

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    As I drove home, I called Allen. "Were you still listening on your cell when Wayne said he was going to sign all the contracts with you in the morning, Honey?"

    "Of course I was still listening. I'm so hard, I'm in pain."

    "Good. Husbands should be hard and in pain all the time for their wife's cunt."

    "If they had a wife like I've got, they all would be."

    "MMMmmmmm... you know just what to say to get into a girls panties, Lover."

    "You're not wearing any panties."

    "You're right, Darling. Permit me to rephrase: You know just what to say to get into a girl's pussy, Lover."

    "I can't wait."

    "Neither can I, Darling. Neither can I.

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    Story written by RLM. If you have comments, please send them to


    MBLMR@HOTMAIL.COM
     
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