Ms Marca and my cuckold hubby (Part 13)

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Jake fixed me up with Earl

I loved my husband, everything about him was great but god why was he so small. There was no doubt that I was the trophy wife, the gorgeous adornment on the arm of a successful businessman. I had learnt quickly how to please him, he was my VIP ticket to the good life, but I needed more. The few months since our wedding, a flagging libido and his pursuit of money meant I had a lot of time on my hands.

Our sex life has also changed dramatically over the past few months of our marriage…in fact it was about the time I started going out to get me some fresh young meat that it took off in a different direction. I’ve only had normal intercourse with Tim about four times in the last two or three months. And each time he pushes it…to have sex…I made him go down on me first and then would hurry him up to get off, which didn’t take long anyway, since he is good for about four minutes on a good day. Most of the time now, I make him plead with me just to suck my luscious cunt a few minutes before I let him try and slip it to me. I routinely encourage Tim to jack off when he is on the road…telling him that it keeps him from needing sex that bad. I always remind him of his wedding vows and of being faithful to me, just in case he even thinks of seeking out another woman. I was not into playing by the same set of rules.

One of my first lovers I had after I married and still see once a month is Big Jake, our big black handy man and lawn keeper. Jake is about 6′5″ 250# and became my full time lover after the first time I had that long black snake of his, shit the man is hung. He comes to the house twice a month in the summer and once a month in the winter. After the first few months of him and me getting it on we got into a routine of meeting at my place right after lunch when Tim was out of town for Jake’s payday. Jake did all the handy man work and lawn service for an afternoon of pussy. Tim always gave me a check each month to pay house hold bills and by the end of the first year I was keeping most of the money, yea I was taking a lot of things out in trade.

One day I got home around noon to see Jake and his crew of Mexican cleaning up the front yard and loading tools in the pickup truck. I had been to the mall and was going to stay home the rest of the day since Tim was in town and would be home around 6. I got out of my car as the truck pulled out of the drive with the Mexican in it and Jake in the second truck stopped and came back to where I was. Than a tall big black guy built much like Jake also got out.

“Hi Ms. Marca, how are you?”

“Hi Jake, I’m fine! Hey the yard looks great, as it always does!”

“Marca, want you to meet my X brother in law Earl, Earl this is Ms. Marca!” I nodded at him. Damn Earl was as tall as Jake and built the same, his head was bald and he had a gold middle tooth.

“Hi Earl nice to meet you.”

“Will at last I get to meet the famous Ms. Marca, I’ve heard so much about you and I can see old Jake was not kidding about how hot you look!” I look at Jake with that blank look of what the hell have you told him. Jake smiles back at me and said.

“Earl’s cool, he knows we got an understanding about all the work going on here!” I look back at Earl with wide eyes and still can’t seem to find the words to say to him. “Marca, Earl and I were on our way to lunch, going to get some Bar B Q over across the tracks at this little hole in the wall we know; come go with us!”

“Oh Jake not a good time Tim is in town, will be home around 5:30 or 6.” I had worn my jeans and 4′ heels to the mall with White pull over top that let my 40DD be the center of attention… The pull over material was thick enough that I had not worn a bra, something I never do. You could not see my nipples thought the material, so I went braless.

“We will have you back by than, hell no one but the black folks will see us, you don’t need to worry about being seen on that side of town. We will go in the truck, put your sun glasses on and your as safe with us. We will protect you from the boy’s over in the hood.”

“Yea, but who will protect me from you two?” I looked at the two hunks and that old feeling was coming on me, girl you better not go, tell them no. “Jake I need stay here, you going to come by Monday afternoon, Tim will be on a trip!”

“You got it baby!” They both laugh and I giggled as I tried to open my car door to get my packages of stuff I had bought. Just than Earl said to Jake. “Hell Jake you told me she was cool, and a sister, I guess us niggers not good enough to have lunch with!” Than he moved his hand down to his crouch and I saw the outline of his cock hanging down the pants leg. I looked at Jake and said. “I never been a bitch to you have I Jake?” Jake moved up next to me put his arm around my hip and pulled me toward him. “Go take that top off and just put on a thin T-shit so we can see your big nipple get hard for us, go girl you got 5 minutes!” With that he patted my ass as I walked toward the house. I looked back at them smiling and said to myself. Opportunity doesn’t knock on a person’s door every day, and when it knocked on my door, I decided to grab it with both hands.

I slipped on a T-shirt that came down to my belly button and the Jeans were low on the hips and my 4″ open toed heels made my ass stand out. Nothing but pure sex that was all it was, nasty looking street whore. When I came out of the house I could see the two big black men were pleased with how I had dressed, my nipples were like two high beams coming thought the thin cotton material. Setting in Jakes pickup between the big men, we rode over to the black side of town and into an area that no white woman should ever try and visit. Good thing I have some black in me, being of mix race can get you into some places that a white woman could never go. The little black I have can fool a lot of white folks and most of Tim’s friends have no idea that I’m of mix race. Most think I’m Italian.

Earl had his eyes on me the whole trip and I got a good look at his bulge on the way over. The man was not hurting; he was built about like Jake. We get to this hole in the wall, Benny’s Bar B Q and bar. A one story wooden building with smoke coming out the stove pipe that is jetting out the rear end of the building, damn place smells good. Once inside, the place was a joint for Bar B Q, beer and a small dance floor that one or two couples were dancing to some rap song coming from the over head speakers. I had to laugh to myself; Tim would never be found in a place like this.

Over the course of the next hour I ended up having a big platter of Bar B Q links, meat and Cole slaw. I’m not a beer drinker, but some how I did get two or was it three down me. Than Jake wanted to dance and after that I was dancing several times with Jake and Earl, and than two other old friends, Benny the owner and some guy named Carl, who had joined us right after the meal was delivered. I told Benny how much I enjoyed the Bar B Q and he had the cook fix me up a big platter of ribs, links, and sliced meat to take home. Will that took care of dinner for Tim and me.

With each dance the men grew a little bolder and the conversation grew a little more flirtatious. I could feel them moving their bodies against me to the beat of the music and recognized the pressure of their semi-hard penises against my lower body parts. I should not have, but I allowed them to rub their thighs into my crotch, I’m such a fucking tease. I was feeling the pressure flame up into my boobs as my nipples stood out and was rock hard for all to see coming thought the cotton T-shirt.

I also understood what they were really after as they showered me with compliments and suggestive comments about the things they would like to do with me as we danced. The whole situation had an effect on me that I could feel inside my body, I realized that I was being aroused more than I had thought by all this attention and that my body was growing very horny. Than Carl told Benny that we should move the party to the back pool room and all at once everyone stood and I felt myself being taken to the back of the big place. The room had one pool table and some chairs and three small tables in it and the place smelled of smoke and beer.

“Hey Ms. Marca, Jake said you were a model, how about a few picture for me to hang on the wall to dress up the place?” I just smiled and someone handed me my 4th or was it my 5th beer. “How about if we take a few pictures, I got my camera. I’d love to get some shots of you on the pool table, sexy shots on the pool table.”

“Yeah, sure,” I agreed. “What types of posing you want me to do?”

“Honey just do your thing, someone lock that fucking door this is a private party!” Oh shit I knew this would happen, you just can’t say no can you?

I smiled and lifted the beer bottle to my lips, licking the neck of it very slowly before taking another drink. Then I said, “Are the doors locked?” Jake nodded his head. I looked around at the four black men. “Want to have some fun?”

Benny spoke up. “Can you handle all of us?”

Instead of answering, I stood up on the pool table. I said, “Who wants to party?” All the guys turned to look at me then walked over to the table. One of them yelled, “Dance for us, baby.” I wiggled my ass for them, wondering how they expected me to dance without music. After a minute, a song started playing over the intercom. Benny turned the music up louder then returned to his seat below me. I was now standing directly in from of them. I slid my hands over my body and drew them through my long jet black hair and began to erotically move for him.

“Oh, yeah, baby, fucking move that body! God damn Jake you said she had a body, this whore is something else!”

Before I knew it my top was off and I had my DD out for all to see, shit I knew than I was not getting out of here until they had me for there fun and games. I was topless, leaning back on pool table top, legs spread wide apart, with just my jeans and heels on. Apparently I was the surprise entertainment for the afternoon, and they just stood and stared. I loved it! With an audience, I really showed off for the camera, touching myself, licking my nipples, but I didn’t want to reveal everything so I kept the jeans on. Will not for long, Before I could react two hands were at my zipper and on my pants leg unzipping and pulling my jeans off me and there I was on my butt laying back on my elbows looking at whoever was taking the picture of my honey pot and my big boobs, I did smile as he took the shot.

“Hey the hoe didn’t have on any panties!” I giggled and stood up and began to dance, I pumped my body all around shaking my big 40DD wide tits. I moved in front of them wickedly, shaking my body and then teasing them by pressing my tits together. I shook them up and down and slid my hands in between her thighs rubbing my slick pussy lips, and then I put my fingers in my full-pouting mouth.

“Bend down and touch your toes…I did as the voice said… “Excellent, now spread your cheeks wide”. Again, I did as I was told, feeling completely vulnerable and even more aroused. I knew that they was able to see the moisture as it was now beginning to trickle down my leg and my engorged clit must be glistening like a spot light.

“Fucking, yeah…let’s get this party going, my big boob piece of ass.” One of them said.

I brought my hand down and started rubbing one of the big black cocks through his pants. I then pulled down his zipper and grabbed his stiff dick. He spread his legs and I turned to see that it was Benny the owner. I than moved down in front of him. I’m a noisy cock sucker; my attitude has always been to ensure that the cock’s owner knew he had been blown. I loved to use lots of saliva to lubricate the head before taking it deep into my mouth. I then put my hands on his thick black thighs and grabbed his firm cock and shoved it in my warm, soft mouth and sucked on it. Back and forth, up and down I sucked him off.

“I bet your old man hasn’t got a cock like this Marca.” I looked up at Benny and smiled. “Hey girl I ask you a question, your old man got one this big?” Benny was not that big, maybe 7 inches, but almost twice what Tim had. Letting the meat slip from my slobbering mouth for a second I spoke up to Benny, “No. he has a tiny dick.” The room descended into laughter and just before slipping the cock back into my mouth I said “If I had one like this at home, I would not need to be here.”

I moaned in delight at the taste of his cock. He groaned as the tip of his shaft hit the back of my throat. I slid my hands around him and squeezed his ass, pulling him closer to me. I started sucking him a slow easy rhythm and than I started sucking faster as I moved my lips with expertise while licking the underside of the black shaft. I watched his face as his pleasure grew. He started to shake when I sucked him all the way in and held him there. He said, “Oh my God!” as his cock shot a huge load of cum in my throat. I swallowed every drop before releasing my grip on his ass. He stepped back from me and walked away on wobbly legs. I licked my lips and looked at Earl who had got on the table behind me and was sliding his cock up and down my slit. On my hands and knees I looked back to see Earl ready to do me doggie.

My eyes popped wide open, shit he was as big as Big Jake. My god this was a view that I wasn’t expecting. A large black cock and heavy balls dangling over my ass. This cock was long, heavy, thick and very contoured with veins. Earl was stroking it to maintain the erection. It looked to be at least 10″ long and I couldn’t guess the girth, but his fingers only just reached around it. I was mesmerized as he lowered the head to rest it on my pussy lips; the head was the size of a large purple plum. Than I felt it on my fold, past my fold and my lips wrapped around it as though to suck it in, but Earl kept it still.

“You going to put it in, or just play with it!”

“Tell me how bad you need it you big boob bitch!”

“I need your cock in me, I need to cum,” I moaned as he began slowly slipping it in.

“Why… can’t your husband make you cum?”

“No he can’t,” I managed to squeeze out between deep breaths.

“Why can’t he?” he asked.

“Damn you…I told you his dick is too small…!” Why was he making me say these things? Everyone in the room laugh out load.

“How big is it?” he asked. “Less then half as…oh god he is small maybe 4 inches…!” I moaned as I started to shake uncontrollably. Earl slowly pulled his cock out until only about five inches was buried in me.

“Is this all that your husband has?” he asked.

“No, he’s ….smaller….and….oh god please put it back in…..not as thick,” I said. Why was I betraying the man I loved like this? Was that really all Tim had? The orgasm I was looking for was fading again as he fucked me with only half his cock and I kept trying to push my ass back needing more.

“If you want more you’ll have to beg.” he demanded. “I need more,” I pleaded. “I need your cock.” Earl pulled another two inches out.

“Not good enough.” he said. “I need your big cock,” I said in desperation. “Fuck me with your big cock.”

“A little better,” he said and pushed it in about half way again.

With one slow thrust Earl slipped his cock into my tight but very moist cunt. I could feel my lips curl under as his monster cock went in. He pushed it all to the hilt so his balls were hanging between my wide spread legs. He held it there to allow me to get used to the size. As he held it there my lips started to uncurl and he slowly started to withdraw. The lips dragging along his shaft. He pulled it all the way to the tip of the head, holding to tease before going back in an inch or two. This son-of-a-bitch was teasing me. He started to fuck me slow, with long strokes.

“White boys, shit Ms. Marca does any of them have cocks this big.” My eyes opened wide as I realized the truth, only a black cock could give me what I really needed today. “I guess, but I need your BLACK cock,” I pleaded in desperation. “Fuck me with that big black cock.” Happiness spread through my body as he pushed his cock in all the way again. I thought to myself, man, he is huge like a horse. It must have been at least ten inches and as thick as my forearm. I could tell they were really surprised at me being able to take the pounding I was getting.

All Earl kept saying as he was drilling me was, “dame Jake, she is good… man could you make some good money off of this bitch…look at the tits on this whore…. I can’t believe she is taking my whole cock in her cunt… no bitch has ever taken it with out some protest, shit she is a … oh shit! She is a whore made for fucking.”

Carl just put his arm on my shoulder as Earl pounded me, smiled, and said, “Damn girl you are good. I hope you don’t get tired before I get to you?” I looked up at him as Earl rode me hard and tried to get the words out.

“I can … do … do you to, ah … take your… turn!” I looked over at Jake who sat in one of the chairs watching the show before him and when our eyes locked on each other, I just open my mouth and nodded yes. He knew I was telling him this was good. Than Jake started talking to me. “Marca, baby does that feel good?” With my eyes closed and my head down on my arm I cried out.

“OH YES, yes so good, god I love it, more Earl give it to me more!” Than we both began to hump harder into each other and were like the two dogs on the street fucking till the knot went down. :”Oh yes, it is so good, god how I love this, more Earl, more!” Than I felt Earl move his hands down to my hips and grip them like a vise and at than Earl started to yell that he was going to cum.

I yelled out, “Cum in my cunt! Cum in my cunt! I need it bad, real bad!” Earl did just that. When he finally pulled out of my over sized cunt, his dick was covered in cum. I just fell onto the table and rolled over on my back with my legs spread wide with cum running out of my cunt and Benny’s load of cum dripping off my chin onto my tits.

I looked up to see Carl and smiled at me, “I’m next!” Someone helped me off the table and I dropped to my knees in front of Carl. He was hard, but to my dismay, he was as thin and small as my husband. I took his cock into my mouth, grabbed his ass cheeks and began to yank him back in forth into my mouth. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft as I kneaded and spanked his ass. “That’s it bitch. Do it”. I took my ass play with him one step further. I worked a finger in and out of my cunt a few times. Then with one thrust I rammed it up his ass. He wined and thrust his hips upward. If he had a real cock, I’d have been choking on it. Instead, I just got a bit more of it in my mouth. I just couldn’t get in my cock sucking mood with him, so I got up and leaned over the end of the pool table. “It’s time to fuck me, if you can get it in.” He got behind me and I felt him poke at my fold I looked up at the rest and rolled my eyes and smirked.

Being so small, he just slid in with no pressure. I knew then that this wasn’t going to last long. He started sliding in and out, and was telling me things like ‘Yaw bitch, take this black meat’ and ‘You’re such a good hoe’. All this did for me was to bore me. After a few of his lines, he started going faster and tried driving in harder and deeper. He failed royally. When he began to whimper about being close to coming, I had him pull out; I spun around and began to jack off his little black dick. As I worked my hands faster and faster on his shaft, I figured I’d at least get a good load of cum. I was wrong. He had a few drops of cum drip from his cock head onto my hand.

I stood looking around the room and than I looked at Jake. He smiled and winked at me. “Ms. Marca, best I get you home, I need to be up and at work early, so get dressed!” Benny spoke up and said. “Hey Jake, man you don’t want any of that?” He smiled at Benny and looked at me. “I get it all the time, it’s not going anywhere!” Carl got some wet paper towels from the men’s room and I did get to wipe myself clean and got as much of the man juice out of me as I could, Earl did have a load. The truck smelled of sex and the boys had the windows down all the way to my place, will sometimes you got to pay the piper.

We pulled into the long circle drive and they parked behind my car and we got out of the truck I walked toward my Buick to get my packages I had forgot to take in at lunch, when I looked up to see Tim pulling in the drive. “Oh Shit, be cool! You just stop to see how the crew did, OK, be cool!” Tim pulled up to the garage and got out of his car. I gave him a big ear to ear smile and took a deep breath as I said to myself, show time.

“Hi honey, your home on time for a change!” Than Jake started toward Tim with his hand out to shake my husband’s hand.

“Mr. Tim, how are you sir?”

“Doing great Jake!” Booth men shook hands. “Marca been keeping you busy?”

“Oh Ms. Marca always has some little thing for us to do, Mr. Tim want you to meet my X brother in-law, this is Earl, Earl Mr. Tim!”

“Nice to meet you Earl! What line of business are you in?”

“I own and run a Pawn Shop, let me give you my business card, you ever need any good bargain’s I’m your man Mr. Tim!”

“Oh you better give that to Marca, she’s always looking for a good deal, better watch her, she will try and get it for nothing!” Earl gave me that look that said it all, (girl we can do some business.) Than Jake spoke up. “Earl we better go, Ms Marca, I’ll call you next week to see if you need anything!” Before I could answer Tim turned to Jake and said.

“Jake I just want you to know how much I appreciate you taking care of things around here when I’m gone, I know Marca has always said how dependable you are and always here, on time when she needs something taken care of!”

“Mr. Tim, you and Ms. Marca are real special people, and I want to do a good job for you folks and keep your business!”

“Will I just want you to know that your special, when Marca told me you came over late at night to take care of the water leak in the bath, that told me you’re the man! I don’t worry about her when I’m gone anymore, knowing you can take care of anything she needs!”

“Mr. Tim that is real nice of you sir and Ms Marca I hope I keep taking care of all your needs! Earl you better call Ms. Marca next week and see what you can do for this lady! You folks have a nice evening, bye!” Tim walked over next to me as the two guys got in the pickup and drove out of the drive way. Tim slipped his arm around me and gave me a peck on the lips.

“You have a good day honey? Wow honey you must have been out in the yard in the sun this afternoon!”

“Ah … yes, why?” Oh shit my T-shirt, he can see my nipples coming though my material.

“Will honey, you smell about like Jake and Earl, and they been out here sweating all day, I guess you can’t smell it when everyone else smell’s the same!”

“Let me go take a shower and get dinner ready!”

“Marca baby, what is for dinner, I’m hungry!”

“Oh I got something special, Bar B Q!”

To be continued….

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NATHAN continues his revenge

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It had been another full week that had passed. Jeremy was frustrated; he had tried to get out of the steel device but had no luck. He had tried bolt cutters, power tools, but they were too dangerous. Jeremy HAD to accept this new lifestyle.

As for Ashleigh, his girlfriend, she had told Jeremy how happy she has been with him over the last week. Their relationship, according to her had hit new heights of happiness because she felt that Jeremy was rarely grumpy, would not argue, and done nearly anything asked of him, including cooking, housework, massaging Ashleigh — which had become extremely frustrating for Jeremy as he had no way of release. He would massage Sarina’s perfect ass and would beg for her to let him fuck her, but Ashleigh would remind him that Nathan was the ‘key holder’ and this was the new lifestyle they would be living from now on

On this night, 7 days since Nathan’s last visit, Jeremy started to massage Ashleigh. Ashleigh had asked him to massage her ass and as Jeremy started to do this the pain of his cock, tying to escape the cage, was becoming too much. Jeremy started to whine about the pain.

Ashleigh handed Jeremy the phone, “Well, call Nathan babe, I want you to have release. You deserve it; you have been so good over the last week.”

“But I WANT to make love to you, and Nathan won’t let me. I know he won’t”, whimpered Jeremy.

“Just call him babe, I will ask him to let you fuck me”, she replied.

Jeremy then made and sent a text to Nathan asking him to come stay with them ASAP.

Nathan quickly replied with a “yes, tomorrow” text.

Another day had passed and Jeremy arrived home from work to find Ashleigh in a sexy outfit he had bought for her. It was a black corset with a hot set of fishnet stockings and a g-string. “Wow,” Jeremy shouted.

“Don’t get too excited dear, Nathan will be here in 10 minutes, Ashleigh purred, “so handcuff yourself to the chair in the bedroom and make sure you are naked”.

“Yes, I will,” Jeremy immediately surrendered, “but remember to tell Nathan to let me and you have sex.”

Ashleigh just replied with a hurried, “Quick babe, go… NOW.”

Jeremy walked to the bedroom thinking something didn’t seem right. He stripped down, and sat on the solid chair fixed to a wall. His mind wondering what was going to happen?

Ashleigh came in and handcuffed Jeremy to the chair and his legs together. As she did so Jeremy whispered, “Dam, babe, you are making me so horny in that outfit.”

Ashleigh straightened up slowly after handcuffing Jeremy’s ankles together. “Sorry Jeremy, Nathan called and we discussed the possibility of you and I fucking. He said no chance.” As she said this she looked down at Jeremy who looked like he had just lost a million dollars. “Sorry babe,” she continued, “but Nathan has also said he is taking this to the next level.”

“What…Why… What is THAT supposed too mean?” Nathan stammered.

Ashleigh stood in silence as they heard the door open and Nathan yell “Honey I’m home is Jeremy secured?”

“Yes babe” replied Ashleigh.

Nathan entered the room. He gave Jeremy a cocky grin, dropped his bag and stared at Ashleigh with amazement. “Holy fucking shit. Look at you, you’re amazing.”

Ashleigh was blushing, as Nathan just stood there admiring those long legs.

Jeremy, becoming jealous and angry said, “Nathan, please let me and Ashleigh have sex. Please, I am begging you, it has been 8 days and you must have an idea of how that would feel. I am asking with all my heart, please.”

“Shut up wimp, you’re NOT fucking her. She needs a real man.” Nathan taunted. “You have no idea how it felt for ME working with her all that time and just wanting to fuck her, but all I could do was wank. So shut it, I don’t care how long you are in that for.”

Nathan continued over to Ashleigh and grabbed her on the ass, started to kiss her neck and gently rubbed her groin with his other hand.

Jeremy interrupted, “Nathan, you…. You… please?”

Nathan charged over to Jeremy “What am I? Go on say it! Say it you pin-dick wimp!”

“Sorry Nathan, but please reason with us,” muttered Jeremy.

Nathan looked at Jeremy. “Take a seat next to us Ashleigh,” Nathan said as he motioned her over. “Now Ashleigh do you want him to have release? He is pissing me off! So, he will not be fucking you, but he may get release if you say so.”

“Ohh, yes Nathan, he should have release, ” Ashleigh granted.

But, Jeremy looked terrified. He was beginning to think release was going to be counted out.

“Ok then,” said Nathan, “but on one condition.”

“What? WHAT condition?” questions the worried Jeremy.

As Nathan stripped naked, he gave the key to Jeremy’s chastity cage to Ashleigh and instructed her to remove his device. Once the device was off, Nathan stood there naked with his huge cock in his hand, getting it hard, while staring at Ashleigh. Ashleigh was starring back at Nathan’s huge cock, getting wetter by the second!

Nathan gave a measuring tape to Ashleigh and asked her to re-measure Jeremy’s cock. Ashleigh started to measure. “Look at the small head on his cock,” laughed Nathan. “Mine is 6 inches around and his must be 4″ taunted Nathan.

“Ohh, my god… it has shrunk” exclaimed Ashleigh.

“What?” yelled Jeremy.

Nathan snickered, “Read it, what does it say?”

“13cm!” replied Ashleigh with a shocked face. “THAT is really small honey,” she said to Jeremy as he sat in disbelief. But it was the truth, Jeremy realized… he had seen it himself.

Nathan explained to them how wearing a device for such a period of time would shrink the penis because the cage was 9cm long and every time Jeremy got an erection it would fight the 9cm device with no hope of getting completely erect. “Therefore,” Nathan grinned, “Every time your little penis tries to get hard it retracts in to the body and hence it is getting smaller!”

Jeremy groaned out loud as he looked down at his little prick.

“How would you ever, ever please Ashleigh now?” teased Nathan.

Ashleigh was laughing with Nathan. She found it a bit funny and so while looking at Jeremy’s tiny dick said, “It’s cute babe, don’t worry I love you for you, not your cock.”

Jeremy had tears running down his cheeks.

Nathan again asked Jeremy if he wanted release.

“Yes,” whispered Jeremy.

“Ok, on one condition” Nathan taunted.

“What is it Nathan? What this time,” groaned Jeremy.

“Since I have been away, I have not had a wank in 4 days,” Nathan stated, “I would not last too long with a hot babe like Ashleigh… so I need pre-release.”

“NO, Nathan” interrupted Jeremy.

“Well Jeremy boy, if you want release you will suck my cock dry. Every drop.” instructed Nathan. “You will not bite or I will throw the key away… after I smash you.”

Both Jeremy and Ashleigh looked shocked.

“No way Nathan… I WILL not,” protested Jeremy. “II know we don’t like each other but please be reasonable… have some respect” pleaded Jeremy.

Nathan laughed again, smirked at Jeremy and replied, “Jeremy, you are right, I do fucking hate you. I love seeing you in denial, degrading you, fucking your hot bride-to-be, but you will be sucking my cock. If not today, I will lock you up and you will stay locked until you SUCK ME OFF, I don’t care if you wait a year.”

Ashleigh was becoming impatient, she was horny as hell and wanted to fuck. “Babe just suck his cock, I won’t watch”

“NO,” yelled Jeremy, “I am not a fag, for fuck’s sake. Nathan you wanker, please,”

With that Nathan picked up the device and started to put it back on Jeremy.

Jeremy was struggling… he spat on Nathan while swearing, and abusing him, but Nathan jammed it back on.

“Fuck you Jeremy, you can stay in for another week, and you will pay for spitting on me,” before Jeremy could reply, Nathan picked up his own underwear and jammed it in Jeremy’s mouth. “Taste ME, boy. Taste my ass and cock,” he said as he used tape to secure it to Jeremy.

Ashleigh was now playing with herself, rubbing her pussy through her new panties, “Come Nathan, fuck me now.”

“Not yet babe, I have a present for Jeremy,” Nathan said with a smile.

Jeremy was really gasping now, he could not get a word out through Nathan’s underwear. Nathan wanted so bad to fuck Ashleigh, but being really disciplined, he started to masturbate.

“Oh, Jeremy, I can’t wait to fuck your girl, she is so hot., You will never fuck her again that is for sure… and I have some ’spit’ for you. I am so close to cumming, and you will get my 4 days worth of cum all over your face. One hundred percent Nathan, ALL for you, and then I’ll fuck Ashleigh good. Oh yeah, I’m wanking over your girl, faggot,” Nathan crowed, “Oh fuck yeah, its cumming baby. Ohhhhhhhhh,” with that Nathan shot a massive load 20 cm from Jeremy’s face.

It went all over Jeremy’s eyes, it was load after LOAD, at least 5 massive squirts of cum, and it looked like a small cup full over his face.

Ashleigh was looking away, but laughing “Ohh my god Nathan, it’s like a fire hose,” she said.

Jeremy was crying, but you could not see it through his face. Nathan then removed the underwear from Jeremy’s mouth. Jeremy could not talk, he was gasping for air and trying to spit away the cum, but Nathan then went to Ashleigh and removed her g-string, wiped Jeremy ’s face clean of cum and quickly gagged him with Ashleigh’s g-string and new tape.

“There you go boy, you have tasted my cum on its own and then a mixture of my cum with your fiancée’s wet underwear. So wet because she likes my real man cock.”

The truth was the underwear was drenched! Ashleigh had never been so turned on before. The thought of a dominant man with a huge cock, who wanted her so badly, had become too much for her. She was dripping with excitement. Nathan began to stroke himself, gaining another erection, he said, “Now it’s our turn babe”.

Nathan went down on Ashleigh. He was more passionate this time round, kissing her from feet up to her groin before he went on to lick her into an orgasm. Ashleigh started to feel the sweet sensations from the last time Nathan was over. She was losing control. Nathan had complete mental control over Ashleigh.

Nathan stopped half way through licking her clit, glanced over to Jeremy and said, “Hey Jeremy, next time I am over you had better get a good taste of me, or I will have Ashleigh fuck your ass with a clone cock of mine.”, Jeremy sat humiliated, again, his cock throbbing, balls full of cum.

Nathan continued to lick Ashleigh until she was begging for his cock, “Nathan, please fuck me, get this done, I NEED it.”

With that Nathan stood to his feet and turned Ashleigh around on her knees to face Jeremy. He then began to fuck her doggie style.

“Ohh Nathan… that’s it… please don’t stop,” Ashleigh panted as she instantly started to climax. “Oh my god… oh fuck….oh yeah,” Ashleigh pants out each phrase as Jeremy watches Nathan’s cock slide deeper into her. “Ohhh…that… feels…SO..GOOD!” She screams as Nathan’s cock enters her all the way.

Slowly Jeremy watches as Nathan pulls his cock out and then slides it back in… over and over again with Ashleigh’s pants coming faster and louder with each stroke.

“Yeah Ashleigh, you like it huh?” Nathan gloats as he glances over to Jeremy. “It feels like getting FUCKED by a real man, huh? With this Nathan turns Ashleigh on her back and starts pumping away.

“Ha… look over there Ashleigh,” Nathan says, “your wimp is getting off watching me do what he CAN’T.

With his words Ashleigh begins to plateau in her orgasm. Her pussy had become sopping wet with the orgasm she had been waiting for all week. Her stomach was heaving up and down as Nathan’s huge member slid in and out of her… causing the lips of her pussy to swell. She screams “Oh YEAH..FUCK ME NATHAN… give me your HUGE COCK.”

“Don’t worry pin dick… I am definitely FUCKING HER,” Nathan grunts as his cock picks up the pace. Jeremy watches in pain as the two of them fuck… Nathan with full powerful thrusts of his hips and Ashleigh with legs wrapped around them urging her pleasure toward completion.

Each of them panting ‘oh yeah’ and ‘oh fuck’ with an occasional ‘take it’ and ‘give it to me’ with Andy’s eyes staring at them he KNOWS… they are coming TOGETHER.

Nathan slowly pulls his long softening cock out of Ashleigh. Ashleigh lay their satisfied, amazed at the feeling she experiences with Nathan.

“Ok Andy,” Nathan says with a grin, as he looks down on Jeremy, “Now you have a chance to get release, your last chance before I return next week. I will undo your gag and you will suck my cock clean, ok? Nod once if you will.”

Jeremy wanted release so bad, his cock was throbbing, fighting to get out of the device. He gave a nod.

“Good BOY, Jeremy, and remember if you bite you will regret it.” With this, Nathan undoes the gag and takes a hold of his huge cock. “Now suck it Jeremy,” as he forced it into Jeremy’s mouth.

Jeremy couldn’t believe what he was now doing, he knew he could not fight it… he wanted release and didn’t want anymore pain. As much as he wanted to bite Nathan’s dick off, he knew there would be a price to pay. So he tried to suck all of Nathans cock but it was so thick and long that Jeremy was gagging the whole time… trying not to choke.

“That’s it Jeremy, suck until I say stop. ALL the way… no teeth. Just lips and tongue… ohh yeah… you’re a good cocksucker. Taste my manhood and Ashleigh’s cum. Taste it all.” Nathan watched as his new cocksucker worked his dick over. He turned to Ashleigh and said “Look Ashleigh, you’re dating a fag, he loves this!” Ashleigh sat staring in disbelief. She had her hand covering her mouth, trying not to be sick.

After 5 minutes, Nathan removed his cock and walked to the dressing table and started to get dressed. Jeremy asked, “Nathan, you said you would release me?”

“Fuck off Jeremy. I will release you… next time I come… when you suck my cock and I blow in your mouth,” Nathan grabs his crotch for emphasis as he says it.

“No, Nathan, please,” Jeremy whined.

Nathan began to walk out of the room. “Ashleigh, undo his cuffs when I’m gone. And, Jeremy any playing up and I’ll bring some other men with me next time,” Nathan promises, “Goodbye cuckold bitch.” Nathan walks to Ashleigh and kisses her hand ,”Goodbye my lover, until next time.”.

Jeremy screams, “STOP him babe, please, he’s fucking with us, please undo me.”

Nathan was already gone as Ashleigh replied, “Babe, you SUCKED his COCK… you really sucked it, and I bet you liked it.. you’re a bisexual now and… and… a cocksucker.”

“No, babe… please… undo the cuffs so I can get the key.” But in response to his plea Ashleigh walked over to Jeremy and forced his face into her cream filled pussy, “Lick me clean babe, taste Nathans man juice in my pussy.”

Jeremy licked away… every drop. It went on for 5 minutes and by this time Nathan had escaped. As Ashleigh left the room she casually said, “Babe, think about what you have done… sucked a mans cock… I’m ashamed. I don’t know what Nathan has in store for us but I’m guessing YOU will be calling him everyday to BEG him to come back. You have his number, it’s been 8 days and counting, I’m sorry babe, I never thought that you were that small but after seen the other guys last month and now Nathan, I guess I was wrong. Anyway you know I love you, but I love doing this, I love having orgasms, and I hope you know Nathan will keep this discreet to a degree, just remember to do as he tells you, and as for 8 days, well unless u can convince Nathan to come back tonight, it will be 15 days when he returns next.

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Story about a loving couple who are now living in a cuckold relationship with a dominating bull

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This is the story about a loving young couple who are now living in a cuckold relationship with a very dominating bull, Nathan. The couple, a 23 year old male named Jeremy and 22 year old female Ashleigh. They are young and who knows what lies ahead for them in life.

This story starts back a year ago when they had been together for two years. They had been living in a small country town by the name of Blackman’s Point in the USA, for Ashleigh’s job. Ashleigh had just started work as a park ranger for a fairly large government organization. It was what she had always wanted, but the job meant a move from the city to the small country town, 6 hours drive from home. This also meant life away from Jeremy, who had to stay in the city for work. He was a very successful car salesman and had a big client base in the city. The relationship between Jeremy and Ashleigh was very strong; they loved each other deeply and a long distance relationship was no barrier. They would still see each other most weekends, as Ashleigh had a 5 day working roster and Andy had every second weekend off.

The relationship was very trusting and a lot of fun for the two lovebirds. They had recently become engaged and they knew that Ashleigh’s job was only in the regional town for a year, then she would be moved back to the city. It was almost a perfect relationship , the only thing that came across as a flaw in the relationship was the sex life. Jeremy always enjoyed sex but Ashleigh had not ever experienced an orgasm during intercourse. She could get off on Jeremy performing oral but just couldn’t during sex. Jeremy could not understand why, but Ashleigh had told Jeremy before that she could not feel his cock during intercourse. She loved him and it didn’t matter, but Jeremy always had this in his mind when making love. Ashleigh could even have a conversation during sex and Jeremy would feel a little down by this and it would cause him to ejaculate very early on in the sex. Jeremy only had a fairly small cock and this was starting to play on his mind.

Ashleigh is stunning, could be a model if she wanted. She is tall, 180cm, slim and a perfect ass with a beautiful face and although Jeremy was an fit good looking guy, he had done well to get such a hot fiancée. The sex life was frustrating but the love life was perfect.

Ashleigh had moved away and loved her new job. She made a few quick friends and was one of only three females in her new workplace, ten other guys. Of the ten guys, five of them were between the ages of 22 to 28 and all took an instant liking to this new hot co-worker. It was never a real problem for Ashleigh, as she was used to sleazes hitting on her back in the city, and Jeremy never had a problem with it either.

Ashleigh always had to work on the same roster as 2 other park rangers and see to it that the forests and wildlife were good for the time she was at work. Respond to animal complaints and collect fees for the forest from campers. She was partnered up with 2 guys, Steve, a 27 year old and Nathan, a 22 year old. Both were a tad sleazy but knew she was in a relationship.

This never seemed to stop Nathan though, who would always make remarks about Ashleigh. Ashleigh would tell Andy of the problem but just kept ignoring Nathan’s advances. After all he was harmless and she enjoyed working with the two men. Besides that she only had to see them for 8 hours every day , then went to stay in her small unit on the beach at night times and of course travel back to the city every 5th day to be with Jeremy. The relationship was doing well and both had no problems until one day after Ashleigh finished work she decided to finally give into the local guys pressure and have a drink with them at the creek after work one night.

Nathan, Steve and two other guys from work met up with Ashleigh at the creek around 5pm. Ashleigh went home and got changed into her normal clothing, but none of the guys had seen her out of the long ranger clothes she wore for work. On this day she wore a mini skirt and a bathing top. When she arrived the guys had already had a few drinks. It was only the five of them and when she turned up the guys started to whistle, Ashleigh was very embarrassed but loved the compliments. Her tanned skin was appealing to Nathan, who could not take his eyes off of her/ The other guys knew Nathan had a thing for her and promised to stay out of his way as they knew he was very keen and they all had partners in the town.

On this day the guys used the time to get to know Ashleigh; they asked her questions about her life, her relationship with Andy and asked why she was away from him, why he never came to visit and she always went back. The questions were all fairly normal but made Ashleigh feel a bit uncomfortable, especially when Steve said “With a woman like you, he must have a big dick.” All the guys laughed and Ashleigh blushed as Nathan said, “Or small and that’s why you want to try me as I have a real mans cock.” All the guys once again laughed and Steve replied “Well we all know that’s true.” Ashleigh just sat in silence for a while, thinking about how they were trying to lure her in, also thinking about how they seemed to sense her sex life was not great. As she sat there all the guys apart from Nathan went to the creek for a swim. Ashleigh liked Nathan but didn’t feel comfortable with his advances. Nathan was drunk now and alone with her on the creek bank.

Ashleigh took her skirt off and asked Nathan if he wanted to swim, he said he would but he only had underwear on under his trousers. Ashleigh told him to strip off and Nathan did just that; in his Calvin Klein underwear he was semi-hard from looking at Ashleigh. Ashleigh slyly glanced down, thinking Nathan wasn’t watching and could not believe the size. It was massive and not even erect, must have been twice the size of Andy’s, she thought.

As she was looking Nathan caught her eye smiled and said, “You can have a closer look if you want/ Jeremy must be small, hey? “

Ashleigh replied, “What are you talking about? Shut up and come swimming”.

They proceeded to the creek but Nathan stopped Ashleigh and took her hand and said, “Feel my cock, it’s throbbing for you; I look at you after you come back from the city and you may love him but I can tell he doesn’t know how to fuck you properly.”

“What? Nathan, you are drunk, let go,” Ashleigh replied and she shook Nathan’s hand away and went back to her car and went home.

She got home and called Jeremy, she told him what happened, except for her looking at Nathan’s crotch, of course, and the size of his cock as this might upset Jeremy. He was upset she had to go through this with a guy from work. Jeremy also thought Nathan was crossing the line, but didn’t feel threatened by his behavior, as Ashleigh had told him he was harmless. While she was on the phone she said, “Oh, wait a second.”

“What?” replied Jeremy.

“Nathan is here at my unit; wait on the line,” said Ashleigh.

Jeremy listened on but could not hear anything; two minutes later Ashleigh was back on the phone. She told him Nathan had just come over to ask if she wanted to fuck him. He told her he didn’t know if it was because other guys were around that she was uncomfortable with what Nathan had said to her. Jeremy was furious and asked her what she told him, Ashleigh replied, “I just asked him to go away”

Jeremy was still mad at the whole situation and told her to wait. He would take a few days off to come visit her.

Jeremy arrived at Ashleigh’s and after a relaxing weekend he went back home. That next week at work Nathan spent the whole week telling her how he was sorry and genuinely wanted to be friends. Ashleigh was the forgiving type and accepted the apology. She also told Nathan that Jeremy had stayed with her for the weekend and would be coming again this weekend. Nathan hated Jeremy since he believed Jeremy was the reason Ashleigh would not fuck him. He wanted Ashleigh so badly. He wanted Ashleigh and he would do anything to get her. Ashleigh had no idea about Nathan’s plan and went along, thinking Nathan wanted to be friends, to meet Jeremy and apologize for his actions. Ashleigh called Jeremy and told him they would all meet on the second day he was there. Even though he was still mad at Nathan for what he tried to do, he understood Ashleigh had to get along with the guys and agreed.

On the first day of the visit, Jeremy and Ashleigh fought because she didn’t feel up to making love. Jeremy was a bit mad. It had been a whole week away and the thought of not pleasing her had made him start to think she may lose interest in him. So instead of staying in for the night they decided to meet a few of Ashleigh’s work colleagues out at the creek.

Once again the same four guys were at the creek. It was getting late and all of them were a little drunk. Ashleigh introduced Steve, Mjark and Sjcott, all of whom tried to make Jeremy feel welcome. Nathan just said a quick hello and they had a few drinks together, sharing stories on work and how Jeremy and Ashleigh had met. Nathan made no effort to apologize to Jeremy and still stared at Ashleigh. Jeremy felt a little uncomfortable, but thought he would let it slide. After all, the other guys were all friends with Nathan and he had just met them.

After several more drinks Nathan called Jeremy away from the group. Jeremy thought it was for an apology but Nathan took Jeremy away to say that he could tell Ashleigh liked him. “Look here, little man, I can tell your girl isn’t getting the pleasure she deserves”. Jeremy, not the violent type, pushed Nathan and walked back to the group. Nathan stood just staring and laughing. The other guys who seen the push told Jeremy not to worry about Nathan — he was harmless and just a dick head when drunk. They calmed Jeremy and talked some more.

As the day turned into night they started a BBQ and went to get more drinks.

They sat around playing poker and sharing laughs. Out of nowhere Steve said, “Let’s play strip poker!” All the guys cheered and Ashleigh laughed.

Jeremy said, “No, that’s unfair. There is only one woman.”

The guys sensed jealousy and Mjark replied, “Come on, Ashleigh is wearing twice as much as us, and she can stop at underwear,”

Ashleigh said, “Yeah, let’s do it!” The guys cheered again. Jeremy looked at Ashleigh and thought she was playing them. He knew she was wearing the sexiest g-string and he became a bit jealous.

Ashleigh whispered to him, “It’s nothing to worry about. This is my last weekend here and then I’m moving back with you. I can start work back in the city at the zoo, it’s a great job offer.”

Jeremy was happy to hear that, and felt a great sense of relief. He still objected to the game and asked her to come home with him tonight as Nathan was being a dick. She agreed and they left.

The guys were not too happy with the way they just took off. Ashleigh told Steve she was finished working there; she could get a job at the zoo back home. She said she would come back in a few weeks to clear her office space. Nathan’s tricks had not worked this time but he believed they would. He really didn’t like Jeremy and still believed Ashleigh was flirting with him. The other guys all thought it was rude to just take off and thought Jeremy was a bit of a wanker.

Time went on. It had been a month since Ashleigh was back living with Jeremy. They were enjoying life. Sex was still dull, but life was back to normal – until one day they were watching a movie. A guy appeared naked on the screen, and he had quite a big cock.

Jeremy said, “Wow that’s big. Must be fake, all the movie guys are fake.”

Without even thinking Ashleigh said, “I doubt it’s fake… I mean, Nathan’s looked bigger when he was swim…” She stopped and the room went quiet.

Jeremy asked, “What do you mean, you’ve seen him naked? You, you…” He was starting to go red.

Ashleigh replied, “No, no! I am sorry. I just meant we all went swimming and the guys all commented on his bulge, I mean it stuck out.”

“Oh great,” said an angry Jeremy.

“I mean no harm,” said Ashleigh as she grabbed Jeremy and started to make out.

They had sex but Jeremy only lasted a minute as he couldn’t get the thought of Nathan’s comments out of his head. It was bad enough that he was having a real go at Ashleigh, but knowing Nathan had a huge package really started to get to him.

After a few more days had passed Ashleigh had a call. Steve and Nathan said that she left her handbag that her grandma gave her at work, and they were coming to the city to stay for a weekend and would return it. They wanted to come by and see Ashleigh and have a few catch up drinks, as they felt bad for the last time they left. Ashleigh missed the guys and although Nathan was a dick to Jeremy, she had heaps of fun with them. She told Jeremy and after hours of fighting he finally agreed they could come for a few hours and have a few drinks. She told Steve to make sure Nathan was on his best behavior or he would be asked to leave.

The guys turned up late Friday afternoon and gave Ashleigh her bag. Ashleigh had prepared a BBQ for them and had a few bottles of scotch as well. The guys began drinking and Nathan was being very friendly to Jeremy. Everyone was getting along and happily playing poker beside the pool.

Nathan then said, “Let’s play strip poker.”

Once again they all laughed, except Jeremy. Ashleigh told him to lighten up and Jeremy told Ashleigh she was drinking too much.

Nathan said, “She only has to go to underwear.”

It had taken off from where it left off back in the country. The arguing stopped and Ashleigh agreed in a loud drunk voice, “It’s only a game.” Jeremy finally gave in, but was a bit mad.

They had played a few rounds and Ashleigh was down to just her jeans and a bra. The guys were trying hard not to stare; Nathan was not hiding his looks at all. All the other guys were fully clothed except Jeremy, in jeans and underwear, and Mark in his jeans and underwear.

Nathan made a comment, “Well, I bet Mjark is shitting himself, as Ashleigh might see his micro dick.”

Mjark said, “I’m not taking underwear off. My wife would kill me, and besides it is only a small cock I have. “But so what, my wife loves it.”

Nathan laughed to himself. He knew Mjark’s wife too well, and he also knew Mjark’s wife loved his own big cock. Nathan was fucking half the town back home.

The game continued and all of a sudden Ashleigh lost another hand. The guys were a bit drunk by now and all cheered loudly!

“Finally, I get to see that ass!” said Nathan.

Jeremy was mad, but all the guys said they were playing until the end. And this was the end, or so they thought!

Ashleigh took her jeans off and showed her sexy, gorgeous ass and legs off to the guys. Nathan started to adjust his cock in excitement. Everyone could see that Nathan loved what he was looking at.

Jeremy said, “Enough, that’s enough!”

Ashleigh looked upset that Jeremy was angry, but sat down. It went silent and then Nathan interrupted, “OK, I have a deal. A proposition.”

“No,” interrupted Jeremy.

“Hear the guy out,” muttered Mark as Ashleigh looked on, wondering what was about to come out of Nathan’s mouth.

Nathan continued, “You all know I want to fuck Ashleigh.”

Jeremy was looking in disbelief. “Wait for me to finish,” said Nathan. ” I have $5,000 here and I am putting it on the table for you Jeremy. All us guys will strip so we have only underwear on. You have your jeans and underwear on, you can also put your shirt and top back on. Four pieces of clothing to us four guys with one piece each. You have to keep yourself from losing all your clothes and get at least one of us naked and we will give you the $5,000.Your odds are great.”

Ashleigh, looking shocked, said, “Wow, $5,000, but what if he loses,?What if the rare shot that he loses?”

Nathan went on, “If he loses I, and only I, get to fuck you, but in front of Jeremy.”

Jeremy was speechless and Ashleigh looked shocked.

“Think about it, it’s 5,000,” said Nathan.

Ashleigh came to Jeremy, Nathan staring at her ass the whole time. “Hun, there is no way you will lose. 5,000 is a lot of money.”

Jeremy said, “But what if I did, how painful that would be for us!”

Ashleigh replied, “If we lost and he did it, I would promise to hate it. But they can’t cheat, if they do we will call it off, and we could ask for compensation?”

Jeremy replied to Nathan, “What if I lose and you still give us half the money?”

Ashleigh was shocked that Jeremy gave in just like that and was willing to sell his fiancés body off to a man he hated.

Nathan made a quick comment. “See, he thinks you’re his whore.”

“Not true,” said Jeremy.

“Deal,” said Nathan.

“OK, let’s do it,” said Ashleigh, looking a bit upset at Jeremy.

“No, let’s not,” said Jeremy.

“Too late,” said all the guys, “You asked him and he agreed.”

Ashleigh, still looking shocked, went and sat between Nathan and Steve.

“Oh fuck it then,” Jeremy angrily replied, “Let’s get this over with, but no cheating.”

He thought the odds were on his side, but didn’t know that these guys were all very good at poker. They had just been playing around up until now.

They began to play. Nathan and the guys won the first 3 hands. Jeremy was in just his underwear.

Nathan made a remark, “I will fuck her so good Jeremy. Fuck her like you couldn’t.”

Jeremy was getting mad. Ashleigh was looking on, thinking about how this had come so far, that in a few moments she could be taking Nathan’s big cock in front of Jeremy.

Nathan then said, “I have another deal, a new deal. If you lose this hand, I am fucking Ashleigh, but you have a chance of getting all $5,000.”

“How?” said Ashleigh with her eyes lighting up. It was a lot of money to her, and money they could use well.

“We will all take our pants off and you can measure our cocks. If Jeremy is bigger than at least one of us you get the $5,000.”

“And if not?” whined Jeremy.

“Well, I just get the satisfaction out of humiliating your small cock, as it would have to be bigger than Majrk’s.” All the guys laughed and agreed it would be small if it was any smaller than Mjark’s. “But if it is smaller, then you lose all the money, except 1,000”

At this stage Jeremy was getting hard from a confusing feeling, but the bulge was noticeable to Ashleigh. He wondered if Ashleigh had ever let on he had a small cock, which she had never done. Nathan was also getting hard and was trying to make his big bulge more noticeable. Ashleigh could see the bulge in Nathan’s pants and the anger in Jeremy’s eyes.

Jeremy loudly said, “This has to stop.”

“NO. SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!” commanded Nathan. “We had a deal and we are finishing this.” The other guys all agreed.

“We did have a deal,” said Ashleigh in a light voice.

“OK,” Jeremy replied in a husky voice.

The next hand was played and would you believe it, Jeremy lost again. All the guys busted out with laughter and Nathan said with great relief, “Come here Ashleigh, and sit on my lap.”

Ashleigh walked over and did just that. Jeremy was furious, but Ashleigh was sitting on Nathan’s lap, feeling Nathan’s large bulge on her ass, getting bigger and harder. She was getting wet from this and could not believe the size of it compared to Jeremy’s. Jeremy jumped up and tried to grab Nathan, but the other three guys all wrestled him inside to the lounge room floor.

“Calm down!” yelled Nathan, as he grabbed a bag he’d brought and pulled out some ropes and handcuffs. “Put these on him, boys” he said. The guys put the ropes around Jeremy and tied him up.

Ashleigh walked over and said, “Sorry babe, we had a deal. At least we get $1000, or maybe $5000. I promise I won’t enjoy it, I promise.”

Jeremy was crying a bit but then said, “Well measure us then, Nathan, you wanker!”

Nathan chuckled and said, “You will wish you never said that. No one calls me a wanker.”

They had Jeremy tied up against a brick pole in the lounge room. Nathan then pulled a measuring tape out and said, “OK guys, pull your underwear down, and pull Jeremy’s off”.

They all tore Jeremy’s off and Nathan cracked up laughing, “Looks like it’s only $1,000.” They laughed, all hard as a rock from the excitement.

Ashleigh took the tape. Nathan said, “Don’t measure in inches, measure in centimeters today. It could be close.”

So she measured Andy. “14.5cm,” she said.

“Oh yes!” yelled Nathan with excitement on his face.

Now the other guys lined up. It was clear that Scott and Steve were a lot bigger. Nathan had not taken his pants off yet.

“Measure the guys,” said Nathan

“OK” replied Ashleigh. “Steve is 16cm, Scott 17cm and Mark is only 14.8cm.”

They all looked at Jeremy and laughed. “Oh shit, I’d hate to be you,” said Scott

“Measure Nathan,” said Steve.

Nathan pulled his pants down. It was huge and still floppy. Ashleigh was looking in shock.

“OK, boys, get out, go home. It is just us three staying here now,” Nathan said whilst playing with his huge cock.

“Wait one more thing before you go. Can you pull the device from my bag and put it on Jeremy, my boy here?” It was planned, thought Jeremy, but before he could say anything Nathan told to Ashleigh cover herself with a towel and give him her g-string. She did and sat in the lounge room watching. Nathan put the g-string in Andy’s mouth and used tape around his head to hold it in.

“This is a chastity device, made from strong surgical steel pindick. Only I have a key. I know you’re thinking this wasn’t part of the deal, but you called me a wanker and I am making it a part of the deal. You had better hope she doesn’t like my big cock, but I’m guessing she will, as your 12-year-old-boy’s cock is way too small for such a hot babe. And let me tell you, if she likes my cock, I will be keeping you locked up! I will have the key and I will be your master. Yes, Master Nathan,” he laughed.

Jeremy was trying to yell but he couldn’t get a word out. Nathan continued, “Don’t worry. You and she can still love each other. She will just be fucking me and not you. No need to fuck you anymore if I satisfy her.” He was loving this situation.

He had Jeremy tied up, waiting to watch as he would fuck his hot babe in front of him.

The guys jammed the device on Jeremy’s cock; they adjusted it and locked it. Then they left, all looking amused and wishing they were in Nathan’s position, wishing they could stay and watch, but their job was done.

“Oh Ashleigh, you are so fucking hot. I have wanted this so bad, now come and measure me. Put my cock in your hand and tell me how this useless fiancée of yours has ever managed to make you cum.”

“Well, he hasn’t,” said Ashleigh.

“What! Haha,”laughed Nathan. “Oh this will be fun. Have you got a measurement?”

“Oh um, it’s so big. It’s 17.5cm, I think,” she said in light tone.

“I’m not hard yet. Play with my cock and tell me how you like to be fucked,” replied Nathan.

“Well, what do you mean, it’s even bigger? I don’t know. I just think you should do this and get it over with,” said Ashleigh.

She was really wet and just tried to block out Andy and get the job done.

“Now measure, babe, and make sure you measure like you did the others, press it into my pad, bone press it” said Nathan.

“19cm,” said Ashleigh in a shocked voice

“That’s 2 inches bigger than what you’re used to, and I’m way thicker too. You will never feel his little cock again.”

Ashleigh was getting wet, really wet. The alcohol had taken its effect, and the adrenalin had kicked in. She said, “I can’t feel him Nathan. He is too small! Please be careful with me, you’re so big.”

Jeremy was looking very furious. Nathan had a smile from ear to ear as he pulled Ashleigh up and put her on the lounge suite.

Nathan then revealed Ashleigh’s freshly waxed pussy. He went down on Ashleigh; she had promised not to enjoy it but he was great. Jeremy was ok at oral but Nathan was equal. It took only a few minutes and Ashleigh climaxed.

She looked at Nathan as he got up from the floor and asked, “Are you ready for a real man?”

Ashleigh said, “Oh yes, please be gentle.”

Jeremy watched on, tears running down his face. The more he cried, the better Nathan felt.

It took two minutes of gentle thrusting for Ashleigh not to be in pain; she had never felt such a cock inside her before. After another two minutes she was really getting lost in another world, a new world to her. She was trying not to, as she promised her fiancée, who she loved so much, that she would not enjoy it, but it was too much for her.

The sight of her submissive fiancée watching on as his big hung enemy fucked her properly was too much for her, she started to moan, “Oh Nathan, oh Nathan… fuck yes, I’m cumming, ohhhh my god, oh my god! Fuck yes, please don’t stop.”

This went on for ages and multiple orgasms, Nathan staring at Andy and feeling like the ultimate superior male. They tried different positions for the next 30 minutes, Nathan had her about to have the best orgasm you could ever imagine and then said, “Will you fuck me again?”

“YES!” she replied.

“You will not fuck him anymore. He cums when I say.”

“YES!”

“I am keeping the money, all of it?”

“YES!” she screamed, “Oh please Nathan, never stop.”

Ashleigh was cumming again and had never even imagined an orgasm could feel like this.

Jeremy was furious, humiliated; he couldn’t believe his eyes but she was cumming again. Nathan stared at Jeremy, “Get used to it, baby cock. I think I am going to love being a part of this relationship, and you will be locked away. No way out except for me. Bolt cutter won’t work, tools won’t work, you’re my bitch… or our bitch,” laughed Nathan as he continued to fuck Ashleigh hard from behind.

After another five minutes Nathan finally let out a massive groan. He took his cock out of her, turned her over on her back and squirted a massive load on her pussy, ass, and stomach. It was a huge load.

He looked at Jeremy and said, “I will take you out of the ropes, untie you, and take the tape off your mouth. You are to come and lick my cum from her pussy and her body. You are to get every drop or I will keep you locked away for a month. I have the only keys and they are with the other guys at the moment. If you are good I will let you have release from time to time, but no wanking. You will always clean Ashleigh up after we fuck, you will wear a condom and she will let you dry fuck her ass cheeks until you cum. After that you will wear the chastity device and I will un-cuff you once it is on. Do you both understand”

“Yes!” said Ashleigh. “That was unbelievable. I am your fuck slave, Nathan.”

Jeremy cried out “Why? Oh OK, but why? Please just leave us!”

Nathan said, “Ashleigh wants this now, she needs this. Besides I will leave you two alone to love each other. I’ll just be down every weekend, if you invite me. And I am guessing if you want release from the chastity device I will be down quite a bit. But remember, you must be hand cuffed to the bed before I will let you out of the device to watch, and the closest you get to tasting her is with my cum on her, do you both understand?”

“Yes, I do. It was unbelievable,” said Ashleigh.

Jeremy stood, tied still, and lost for words. He was Nathan’s slave, a slave to his own fiancée.

Nathan said if Jeremy tried to fight him that the keys would disappear. The device was well fitted and Jeremy could tell Nathan was not joking. Nathan took his time untying Jeremy, laughing the whole time.

He grabbed Jeremy and took him to Ashleigh. “Now lean down and clean her up with your tongue.”

Jeremy bent down and licked Ashleigh’s pussy. By surprise, Ashleigh started to enjoy the licking. Nathan, forcing Jeremy’s head between her legs, said, “Make her cum, make her cum or you will clean my cock with your mouth.”

Jeremy was trying not to swallow Nathan’s cum, but with Nathan applying so much pressure it was hard for Jeremy to breathe let alone avoid the sperm. Jeremy continued to lick Ashleigh into another orgasm.

“Now swallow my cum,” said Nathan.

Jeremy swallowed the cum. Ashleigh laid on the lounge suite, completely satisfied for the first time in her life. Nathan went on to tell Jeremy that he would be gone for a week and that whole time he would do anything Ashleigh said. Jeremy would call Nathan and ask him to stay with them whenever he needed release. With that he waved at Ashleigh, picked up his clothes, and left.

Ashleigh went to Jeremy, hugged and kissed him. “Don’t worry babe. I am so sorry, but he was so good. Please don’t be mad, but I have never felt like that and I want to feel that again. I like this lifestyle and I hope you accept it… not that you have much choice,” Ashleigh said.

Jeremy was in shock but knew he had no control. “But we can still make love, right?” he asked.

“Well that’s up to Nathan, babe> He has the key and I am guessing he won’t let you. Maybe you should apologize for calling him a wanker? I mean, he is a dickhead but he does know how to fuck a woman.”

They laid there in each other’s arms, both thinking about the future.

PART 2 FOLLOWS

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Ms Marca and my cuckold hubby (Part 12)

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Bill and his grandson

It was around 8:30 and Tim and I were watching Fox News, you think we watch MSNBC, get a life. Just than the phone rang and I saw by the caller ID it was old Bill from down the street.

“Hello, this is Marca.” That was the signal that I used to tell the guys in the neighbor hood that Tim was home and near by so not to get carried away when they were talking to me. If I had just said HELLO, they knew he was not around.

I hadn’t talked to Bill in a few weeks if I remember he was going to visit his grandson before the boy went off to college, they were going down to the Gulf and do some fishing. Just seeing his number on the home phone caller ID sent a little thrill down my spine. I picked up the phone, acutely aware of my husband’s presence next to me, trying to act normal, trying to sound carefully nonchalant.

“Marca I know Tim is there but baby, I got to see you and my old cock is in need of some fine pussy. Can I see you tomorrow?” he asked. The old fucker was straight to the point. He always was like that. I could feel myself getting wet just thinking about his 9 inch cock that was beer can thick. I look at Tim as he looked toward me like he wanted to know who was on the phone.

“Hey Bill you home?”

Tim waved his hands in the air no, he didn’t want to talk tonight to Bill or anyone, the hubby was tired. “Yeah maybe, what’s going on how was your trip?”

I said, glancing at my husband. He was back trying to get engaged in whatever was being said on the TV.

“Marca I got my stud grandson with me for a few days, girl you should see this kids cock thick as my old thing, but a couple inches longer, you got to have some this while he is here.”

I felt the hair on my arms raise slightly, thinking if Tim knew just what I was doing, that he would grab the phone at any minute and tell Bill to fuck off and kick my ass out on the street.

“Ten o’clock? Yea that would be great, have a pot of coffee and I’ll bring your mail down to you!”

“Tim is in the shower, I’ll tell him you called and said hello; see you then.” I hung up immediately and turned my attention back to the television, as though nothing had happened. I hadn’t just made a date right under my husband’s nose.

“Thanks honey I didn’t feel like talking to him, you got his mail for him, I didn’t know you picked it up?”

“Yap the old guy stopped by on his way to the airport and asked if I would, hey I got time to walk down and get it for him, no big deal.”

“Your to good to these old farts around here honey, don’t let them take advantage of you, if they get to asking to much let me know I’ll say something to them.”

Tim my dear if you had a cock like they have and could use it like they can I would not be getting there mail for them.”

“I will dear.” He didn’t say anything else.

Bill was an older, distinguished gentleman with old world manners and a big thick cock, he drew me into him from their first morning coffee at our place when Tim was out of town and before long the two of us were spending a lot of time together. That first morning I discovered that he did indeed have a nice, big, fat, juicy cock and in the months since we became lovers, I found myself ever deeper in his world.

Thank god Tim was too tired to even think about sex, let alone wanting to fuck. In bed in the dark I had my mind going a mile a minute, shit Bill said his grandson had a cock bigger than his, oh fuck, do both oh my god.

It felt like morning would never come but it did and Tim was off to work and I had my shower. I had called my solon the first thing this morning and got the first appointment. I was there at 9AM. I got my nails done (French manicure) and was waxed (Brazilian), whether in or out of the bedroom, I was going to suck and fuck them until they were limp and I was sore and they could fuck and suck no more.

As I was getting ready for my sex session day, I chose my outfit very carefully to accentuate my assets. I picked a black thong and a black pencil skirt, tightly hugging the curve of my ample 38 inch rear, and a sexy black lace bra, which I covered with a tight-fitting black blouse with a diving neckline. My 40DD’s were still as perky as ever, and the cleavage was almost deep enough to dive into. I smiled at myself in the mirror, knowing how good I looked. Despite nearing 33, my hourglass figure was as sexy as ever.

At just a little after 10 AM I was walking up to the door of Bill’s house with his mail in hand. I raised my hand to knock, but before I even touched the wood, the door swung open, and the grandson was in front of me.

“Hi,” he said. I watched him drink me in from top to bottom, watched his pupils dilate as he took in my curves. I did the same, letting my gaze slide down his tall, slender frame. My eyes lingered briefly on the zipper of his blue jeans. “Come in,” he invited, breaking my reverie. Than I saw Bill walking up to me and I stepped over the threshold into his arms. He reached past me to slam the door shut as I raised my lips to his. He was over six feet three inches to my five-ten, but with my 5 inch fuck me heels that made stand eye to eye with Bill, we had always managed to fit together. I pressed my mouth against his, darting my tongue playfully between his lips.

Already I could feel his hardness through our clothes, and moisture was beginning to rise between my own legs. He kissed me more deeply, our tongues dancing together, and pulled me tightly against him. For a moment, it seemed like the world slipped away as we kissed, as though nothing else mattered or would ever matter again.

He released me gently, taking my hand in his. “Marca I want you to meet my grandson Phil, Phil this is the wonderful lady I was telling you about Marca.”

I stuck my hand out and he took my hand. “Bill you didn’t tell me you had such a good looking hunk of a grandson, Phil you must be six-five, six, maybe 230 pounds and I can see you work out.”

“Wow your good six-six, 240#; and may I say you’re everything and more than what grandfather said you were.”

I looked at Bill smiling and my pussy was getting wet, just thinking about this big 18 year old hunk. “Bill what all did you tell Phil, I hope it was nothing bad about me?”

“Just told him you were the best cock sucker I had ever been with and you could make your pussy suck a cock like your mouth did.”

I acted shocked and even blush a little. “Bill your bad, telling Phil things like that, don’t you believe a thing he said Phil I’m a nice person!”

Bill spoke up, “Let’s at least get to the bedroom,” he said, smiling. He led me across the living room to his bedroom. I could tell he had cleaned for me; his king-size bed was neatly made with a midnight-blue comforter, and candles burned on each of the bedside tables. I smiled at the effort he / they had gone too, since Bill knew what was going to happen regardless. It was sweet, romantic, and completely unnecessary.

Bill slipped over to the big easy chair in the corner and as he took a seat he said to his grandson, “She is all yours Phil.” I placed one hand on Phil’s chest and pushed him down onto the bed. I clambered atop him, my skirt hitching up to my hips, exposing the creamy tan flesh of my thighs. Straddling him, I leaned down and kissed him again. He wrapped his arms around me, his tongue pushing deeper into my mouth, his hard cock pressing against my nearly naked crotch.

I sat up, still atop him, and peeled off my top. He shifted my weight on top of him so that he too could sit up. Keeping me straddled on top of him, he reached behind me and unhooked my bra. My large breasts tumbled out, pink nipples standing tightly at attention.

He groaned just at the sight of them. Cupping the left one in his hand, he flicked the nipple gently with his tongue. My hips jerked involuntarily against him, and I moaned. He flicked it again and again, and I tipped my head back, arching my back and thrusting my tits forward toward his face.

He switched his attention to the right breast, giving it the same tongue teasing as he pinched my left nipple with his hand. I moaned again, feeling myself getting even wetter, as he finally took my nipple into his mouth, sucking gently. My hips thrust against him again, and he sucked more urgently at my breasts, switching randomly between them. I could feel myself reaching climax.

He felt it too, and took me further, biting softly at my erect nipples. He pressed my breasts together, taking both nipples into his mouth at once, biting and sucking as I thrust helplessly against him. I cried out and orgasm hard, my body rigid, my wet bush pushing against his erection through his jeans. He kept me at the peak of sensation as long as possible, biting at my nipples and holding me hard against him.

I finally relaxed, letting my head come back forward. I sighed heavily, feeling my breathing return to normal and my eyes refocus. He laughed softly and said, “Well that was easy.” I smiled coyly back at him, saying, “Oh, I’m not done yet.”

I pulled his T-shirt over his head and pushed him onto his back again. His frame was slender but muscular. I pulled my leg across him, so that I was lying next to him, and kissed his mouth briefly, letting one hand wander down his torso.

I began kissing his neck and ear as my hand unbuttoned his jeans, lowered the zipper, and slid inside. I massaged his hard dick as I kissed his face, his lips, and his neck. He groaned slightly, and I released him. Kissing him hard one more time, I began the journey downward.

I kissed my way down his chest and stomach, trailing my fingers up and down his sides and watching him shiver with pleasure. I arrived at his crotch, and pulled his jeans and boxer briefs off, watching his erection spring free from its trap. “Fuck you are big, Jesus fucking Christ what a cock!”

I held it with one hand and took the tip into my mouth, sucking hard as I pulled back and released it. He cried out, and I settled myself between his legs, sucking again, but only on the hard tip. I tasted a drop of his seed on my lips, and went deeper, taking more and more of him in every time I went down, until his whole shaft was in my mouth.

“Oh, God!” he cried, grabbing my head and pushing me down harder. I swirled my tongue around the tip of his penis as I came up, and let him guide me back down, sucking hard.

My pussy was tingling with anticipation, so wet that I couldn’t take it anymore. I released him and sat up, straddling him again, my skirt still hiked up around my hips. I shoved my thong to one side and lowered myself onto him slowly; until I had taken his full ten maybe it was more all I know this was one fucking big cock.

It felt so good to feel him filling me up. His erection was almost a forty-five degree angle, so that it pushed hard against my G-spot when I sat upright on top of him. My thong was shoved against my clit, so that as I began to move, it rubbed hard against me.

I slowly moved up and down, his cock pressing against me inside, my thong pressing against me outside. I had barely started when I began to come again. My muscles clenched and unclenched, milking his shaft as I climaxed, my breasts swinging and bouncing as I fucked him.

My thong was now dripping wet. “Don’t move,” I told him. I pulled myself off him long enough to remove both it and my skirt, and immediately climbed back aboard. This time, rather than ride him cowgirl style, I laid down on his torso, my tits conveniently up near his mouth, and my whole body pressed against his.

As I started to move, my clit rubbed up against him, and he took one breast into his mouth, sucking hard. The combination of sensations was incredible. I thrust my hips against him slowly, relishing the feeling of his body pressed against mine, of his tongue lapping at my nipple. He flicked at my other nipple with his fingers, and my throbbing clit started to respond again.

I tried to slow my climax, to pace myself, but my body wouldn’t listen. For a third time, I was thrown into the throes of sensation again, exploding against him. He pulled my head to him and kissed me as I came. I moaned into his mouth, feeling my body tense and release with the sensation.

As soon as my climax ended, he grabbed me around the waist, and flipped me onto my back without withdrawing from me. He propped himself up over top of me, and pulled my legs up over his shoulder. In that position, he began to move, slowly at first, but picking up speed, jamming his dick into me as hard as he could.

I lifted my hips to meet him as he came forward, pushing him inside me as far as he could go. As he neared his own climax, he reached down with one hand and flicked my clit, rubbing it in time to his thrusts. The pleasure was mounting again, but I held off my own orgasm until he reached his, so that we both cried out simultaneously, his penis jumping inside me as he spent himself, pressing against my G-spot and intensifying my orgasm.

After he was done, he collapsed on top of me, my legs trapped underneath him, his dick softening inside me. I found his lips and kissed him gently, mostly without tongue. After a few minutes, he rolled to one side, and I sat up, smiling at his languid posture and closed eyes. I looked over at his grandfather and saw that Bill had undressed and was stroking his long hard old cock, that mother fucker had taken his pill and was ready to pound my poor puffy pussy.

Phil got off the bed and I saw Bill get up as I spread my legs and he was between them in a flash. I felt his hard cock brushing along my inner thigh; and I loved it. I was longing to feel his cock start to penetrate me. I remember how it felt the very first time it felt really good as it slipped inside. He was kissing me and pumping his lovely cock into me. I was just moaning and holding on. We both were sweating and breathing heavy as we kissed and rubbed and fucked. I was very close to having an orgasm when I opened my eyes and looked over his shoulder to see Phil standing there watching us.

My first thought was oh both at once, but just then Bill really started to fuck me hard. He was groaning and slamming into me. I knew he was coming. Then I could feel his hot cum flood my pussy as he squirted it deep inside me. I was lost in passion and I just closed my eyes and thrust my pelvis into his. I was still very close to coming, when he started to slow down and he whispered some things in my ear that I didn’t quite hear as he finally stopped. He kissed me and smiled as he pulled his cock out. God I felt empty as I felt his cum seeping out of my pussy. He got up off the bed. I was still laying in the middle of the king size bed. I sat up a little and closed my legs and covered my breasts with my hands. As I opened my eyes, I could see Phil looking at me and smiling and discussing me with his grandfather as if I was not in the room.

I exposed my naked breasts to them and, as I looked down at my breasts, I let my leg fall open slightly; I knew they could easily see my puffy pussy lips.

I looked up and all I really remember is that Phil was pushing in between my legs. I laid back and closed my eyes as I felt his cock find my pussy. He rubbed it up and down in my pussy lips before he finally slipped it inside of my grateful pussy. I must have been the first older women he had ever been with because he fucked me hard for about 45 minutes causing me to go off 4 or 5 times and they both heard me begging for more after each time I came.

“Oh fuck me baby, fuck my pussy like it is your pussy, take it all and give me your hot cream!”

I look pass Phil toward his grandfather at the end of the bed and the old fucker is smiling at me. “You like my boy Marca?” I moan and nod yes as he humped harder into me. “Oh Bill you going to let me have him when he comes to visit you?”

“For sure baby, heel his dad, my son may want some of your fine ass next time he comes in town!”

The only thing that came to mind was I was going to keep it in the family, oh shit all three of them. One minute before he was groaning and shooting his spunk inside my cunt to mingle with his grandfather cream. I loved it. All I remember is that they took turns for the next three or four hours and they pumped a load of spunk deep inside my pussy each time they went off. As Phil was the first and he was the last to fuck me hard and finally shot his load inside my completely loose and sloppy pussy, I just laid there in a pool of cum, sweaty and exhausted. Phil was still on top of me breathing hard and I could still feel his pulsing cock inside me as his cum spurted out around it and down over my ass. I swear I never stopped coming. With each fuck by them, my orgasms grew stronger and stronger.

I was moaning and kissing and letting these two big cocks fuck me and suck on my nipples. God, I was in cock heaven! When Phil had finished fucking me, I noticed that Bill was still looking at me and smiling. Phil said something and Bill nodded. Then Bill pulled me to my feet.

I went to the bathroom and took a whore’s bath making sure I washed my pussy and used the shower attachment to clean out the guy’s crud and doing my best to reorganize my hair and refresh my makeup. I then began finding my clothes, which were all scattered more or less in the vicinity of the bed. The thong was too wet to wear, so I just left it where it lay, and hoped my husband wouldn’t notice that I didn’t have on panties when I met him at the club for dinner.

I looked at the young college hunk and smiled as I was about to tell him how much I liked the afternoon and looked forward to seeing him again; when he said. “Damn your husband is one lucky guy!”

“Oh you think so, why do you say that Phil?”

“Fuck he gets some of your ass every night.”

I giggled as I looked at Bill; “Honey my hubby only gets my ass about twice a month, if he is lucky.”

“Damn how come?”

“He doesn’t have much of a sex drive and it is easier to jerk him off than to mess with fucking him, anyway I got to go, Bill call me, see you guys!”

“Leaving so soon?” Bill mumbled from the bed. I had been there only about five and half hours.

“I’m expected at the club for dinner and cocktails at 6.”

To be continued ….

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Confessions of a frustrated cuckold: a sad and true story

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I have enjoyed the idea of my woman doing it with other man since my late teens.During my second marriage (I am now in my third), I made some fantasies real.We made some trio with a friend of mine, and later she had another lover while I watched. But that relationship was doomed from the beginning, it was not a good match.We had two children, but I had to do a treatment ’cause my sperm count was low.Later I had doubts about my paternity, which were dismisses by an DNA test which was positive in both cases. Therefore, I was married very young with my first wife, for 5 years, then 8 years in my second marriage, and then I met my actual wife, and we have been together for 20 years.We have a very good marriage, we love each other, we care for each other, and we still long for the other when some of us is in a short trip away from home.. She had a shot marriage before, (1 year and half) which was terminated because his husband got in love with other woman. She did not have children. We were unable to have children too, my sperm was still no good, and age took his toll, I did not respond to treatment. The andrologyst looking and touching my tests, said it were useless. I tried several treatments to no avail.In Vitro finally was the ultimate solution but somehow we freaked out, it seemed to us too artificial. I told her about my tendencies since day 1, therefore she knew I was “different”.She did not complain at all.Mind you, she has PHD (so do I) she is a very intelligent, rational, nice blue eyes blonde hair petite with legendary buttocks. I told her from the beginning of our quest for a child that I was open to another man to impregnated her.She hesitated and rejected the idea, until chances were nil. For years the only means for me to get arousal has been to imagine her with other man, and she knows it well. I do believe she is a true Dominatrix,she loves to be served,and massaged, but is not so good herself doing the same! Sometimes, when I tried harder to convince her, she got very angry at me.Therefore, use my advice, if your wife is a self-respected, intelligent woman, do no try to push her! The answer will be has hers: I am not your toy, you cannot act as my puppeteer. Lately, after so many years, for the first time she said to me: “Honey, this was your fantasy all the way.I was sexually satisfied with you, but now you have made me open to the idea.” To tell the truth,she may be “satisfied” with me, but our sex life is so strict Vainilla I am dying of boredom! It is always me who is always looking for her sexually. And yes, we do have good orgasms, but for the first time in my life I am no longer getting good erections, and for several months now most of our sexual engagements are end with clitoris hand stimulus because my penis goes down quickly.I was sort of Stallion years before, she even mildly protested of been harassed! But now I see my genitals going into rapid involution, and I keep asking her, during intercourse,why don’t you get something harder and bigger! She now enjoys the idea, at least while we are making love (years before, she shout me up when I talked, saying: Shhh,keep you fantasy fro yourself, you distract me! I have been his mentor in almost every other way of life, she is proud to admit that. Inside her secure look, she is very insecure and always need my reassurement. I keep telling her, sweetheart, you have to be your own woman (she does not dislike to hear that) and the last step is that you take full control of your active sex life,to be your own boss in that area, will finally break the old taboo and make you completely free of male domination! My genitals are about average, although my nuts are rather small, and as I told you, my penis is rather semi-erect during intercourse since many months now.When I ask her: “Wouldn’t you like to have inside you some bigger cock and more manly balls” She says that it is ok for her,that mine are just enough.She had, besides his former husband,two other men, although these two for a short period only. She has been always a very rational woman, for example, she was deflowered at 22, but she didn’t want to marry this man, from the beginning she planned that the one that deflowered her will not be her husband.She always has told me that she believes , the same I do, that monogamist marriage is not the best for human being,but everything stays there at her head…And besides that, she is financially independent, even more, she has been much more successful than me in that area, I am much more of a bohemian. She says I am very protective emotionally, that my emotional handling and supportiveness are superb and that my intellectual and spiritual mentorship and psychological protection are a good deal for bringing more money than me to the house.

Lately she is telling me at last some things when we make love. At first she hesitated (for almost 20 years she hesitated!) Now she is telling what I want to hear (before the idea was just absolutely freakish for her) “Yeah , pathetic cuckhold, give it to me now,the other one has such a huge cock and balls, not that little shit you have between your legs.He really fills me up, I can barely feel your puny peanut!”. She says she does it strictly for me, because she knows I love it so much. But, we are growing older (she is 50 and I 54) although both still good looking, she is a gorgeous woman, very cute, just a little overweight. I keep telling her, look if we were on the road, hunting for a mate as when we were younger, we will have the energy to get thinnier and better looking! And she agrees, but, somehow, she is not able to make a move.She says. “I cannot push it, it has to come naturally…If the man that arouses me comes on my way, I will not hesitate anymore”. But we have a very limited social life! How is it going to happen. I am not afraid of having her madly engaged with another man, at least, she will not be sad at all, of course,and I will be the happiest of men. As most cuckolds, I suppose, I will love to know that her body does not belong to me anymore., and that part of her mind and body are for her lover now.The idea of imagine the new man making her all his own, just make me crazy from pleasure and desire. At least she confessed to me that the sole idea of seeing herself unzipping for the first time others man’s pants just makes her crazy! The idea of looking and smelling for the first time other man’s genitals, she confesses, nowadays arouses her. When we are making love, she loves anal stimulation,she has only received my finger, when aroused she tells me she is saving her little hole for her new lover. I believe she is open inside to the idea, but coming from a very tight religious home, the idea of been a slut while at the same time a married woman is still rather repulsive for her….Although she also tells me that she secretely,when we make love, enjoys imagining herself a slut with several men… And that when she fantasies at last alone with other man, she imagines he is also wealthy and takes her to beautiful places! Although she is not, for certain, a materialistic type… She is very dominant, she told me, perhaps to scare me, that if some day she is with other man she will not tell me what they did, I will have to imagine…It would be OK to me, just knowing she is enjoying a huge cock and is coming home full of strong sperm….My consolation would be trying to secretly smelling her panties.

Women!!!!!! What a huge Enigma!

Although she is very reluctant to talk about her past sex life, I came to know after many hours, that her former husband’s cock and balls were bigger than mine, she loved to suck her cock and balls everywhere when they were fiancées, at the bathroom, at his car,at the living room when her mother was in another room…When asked her if she wouldn’t want to try a bigger cock and real man balls (my nuts are pitiful, even she admits they are tinny indeed)), she insist that she has enough with mine, but lately she told me that at last I am doing her desire something else, but ponting that if it were for her, she has enough with my genitals…We never used any device, but I was thinking on getting a good dildo, flesh-alike, to begin stretching a little her vagina and making her feel what is like to have all her hole full, so she can notice the difference when I penetrate her with my flaccid penis…I think she wouldn’t have a problem using a dildo, because she loves masturbation…I just do not know…I just cannot bear the idea of our sex life ending in this boredom…

I have come to the point which I would even prefer a friendly divorce than this unbearable torture, at least I know she will eventually be with other man! And that image is much more pleasurable to me than to remain stalked here. (I beg your pardon for my lousy English, in my country they still consider cuckolds sort of degenerates, I cannot share this over there) This, sad for me, is my real and true story.I will love to hear your comments…and advice!

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Ms Marca and my cuckold hubby (Part 11)

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Built like a man, but just a little retarded

My husband is 20 years older than I am and is a very much the executive, who watches his ways because of his business operations. He is the perfect man all us girls have been looking for all our life. I married a man who has made me very comfortable and I have all I want. What a life. However, as Paul Harvey would say “The rest of the story!” My husband is not what I had been use to when it comes to sex. To put the cards on the table and let them fall where they may. He is not a good lover to say the least. Least that is a good word, he is one of those men (6’2” 195/205 lbs. Gray hair looks good on men) just a Hunk, until he drops his pants and what is between his legs, that is no way a hunk.

I have found over the years that a man who is short in the sex department, not endowed, is not much of a lover, not that they do not try. It has to be something in their mind that since they do not have Mr. 9 inch they cannot make a woman happy. Out side of the nice house, car, fur coat, my shopping, our sailing trips to the West Indies will they are right! I am just being honest, hey when you have spent the night at the Four Seasons it is hard to go and stay at Motel 6. I have had the big ones and I know the difference. When a woman tells you it does not make her any difference, will the men I know have not been fucking her?

I had 4 or 5 dates with him before I let him make a move on me in a sexual way and I had not seen him in anything but a business suite. You just cannot tell what kind of a package a man has when they wear that type of pants. (Damn) The night I let him explore me was a night that told me he might be the CEO/President of the company and a smart businessman, but boy I am the CEO when it comes to sex. I let him start as the aggressor but I soon saw that he needed help in making this a complete transaction.

He was the type of guy who we all knew in high school who had his head in a book all the time and not in some pussy. Will in the end, he got the good pussy and the guy who had that pussy in high school and forgot the books, cannot afford to come on my side of town. So all you young studs get your head out of that ass and go study.

I did marry Tim and I soon became a respectable housewife…will I made it seem that way.

Tim and I lived in a very nice section of town that is a gated wooded area and we felt protected. I love knowing that when Tim is on a trip I was safe. Across the street from us and two homes down was the Kline family. David and Kim Kline and their son Charles, who was called Chuck. When I moved into Tim’s house Chuck was 17 and I soon learned he was a little on the slow side.

One night at dinner with the Kline’s they began discussing the difficulty of dealing with their 17 year old son Chuck. I learned that Chuck was mildly retarded, and had needed extra attention in his young life. He functioned pretty well and was going to learn to drive a car, but he had always been a difficult child. The problem is that he was now tall and strong and getting more so, they were having all kinds of problems with his behavior.

He was even getting aggressive and violent and had threatened both of them. David mentioned he was not even sure he could still control him. I realized right away the boy had that school boy crush on me and I enjoyed the attention I got from him…hell I enjoyed the attention I got from all the men in the neighborhood.

Tim and I some times looked in on him or had him spend the night if his mother and father were out for an evening. As Chuck got older it was more of a phone call to make sure he was at home and not into something bad…he was a teen after all. When Chuck had turned 18 his mother and father went out of town on a trip for a long weekend during school. Chuck was going to stay with us on Thursday night so I could make sure he was up and off to school on time. He was going to his home on the weekend and back with us on Sunday night so he could make it to school on Monday. His mother was due home Monday afternoon.

That Thursday Chuck came to our house from school and I forgot that he would be home so soon in the afternoon. I was getting sun in the backyard next to the pool in a wild sexy bikini…I didn’t remember that when my bikini got wet, it became almost transparent. Chuck had come out by the pool when he got home and sat in a lounge chair next to me and I could see by the way he was giving me the once or twice over he liked my new bikini. He also noticed that the bikini became transparent when I got up and slipped into the cool water. My nipples hardened from the chill and it was difficult for the boy not to stare at my beautiful 40DD twins orbs.

As soon as he saw me getting back out of the water and the bikini was not hiding any thing from him…I look at his crotch, as I did, I could see that his eyes were glued to my breasts, and as I glanced down past his flat stomach I saw a huge bulge in his pants. I couldn’t believe how big it looked. My pussy started getting wet, at once. I felt a little embarrassed. So like any 16 year old… he kept his eyes on me, he didn’t even try to cover up his crotch. His virginity was no secret, since he had never been on a date or had any social contact with girls his age. I am sure any efforts on his part to change that status had been completely fruitless so far.

Than he said he needed to go do his homework. Chuck knew where the guest room was and he stayed in the room doing homework, so he said, until Tim got home and dinner was ready. I changed into a sun dress before dinner and left off my panties…the dress was long enough to hide anything and everything even when I sat down. The sun dress was low cut, and translucent, beneath which I was completely naked.

After dinner Tim and Chuck went into the den to watch a ball game and I did the dishes and when I came in I took a seat across from Chuck and sat back in my easy chair. I sat down, I didn’t realize it at the time but Chuck sat directly across from me. I crossed my legs and let my full skirt rest up over my knee, I saw that he was gazing at my legs as they parted each time I crossed and uncrossed them. Now I love a good tease but this caught me by surprise. It was a full dress so his view wasn’t that great, it was impossible for him to even get a panty flash…since I didn’t have any on. I was making sure Chuck got an eyeful of my deep cleavage. But it was very sexy to know he was trying to look at me, I pretended not to notice and continued to cross my legs.

I felt pretty comfortable teasing him in our home with Tim in the room, since it was fun and very safe. Tim had no idea as to what was going on and I let him do most of the talking to Chuck…I was all about sports and Chuck was doing all he could to keep up with the chat and still take in the view I was giving him.

Before the ball game was over I said good night and went up to do my girl thing before bed…clean my face, night cream on my skin and other little things we all do to look good. Tim got to bed and I remembered I had not done something in the kitchen and went back out our room and down stairs I heard the door to the guest room click close as I went out of my room…I knew Chuck was trying to peek in or listen at our door.

When I came back up I made sure that our door was not closed completely and allowed Chuck a view of our bed. Tim had just enough wine with and after dinner to relax him to where I knew he would not last long, so I just gave him a blow job. I sat on the bed taking off my robe smiling down at Tim and ran my hand under the sheet to feel his little pee-pee. I heard the door across the hall open, bingo my boy was coming to peek. I stood up and looked toward the door and saw the young teen looking in, I dropped my robe and stood to where he could see my body, my boobs, pussy and ass. I ran my fingers down on my mound and felt my fold. “Jesus, I need to get a wax job, honey you better not eat me out tonight, I’ll get it waxed tomorrow!”

I came back to the bed and with my back to the bed room door and my ass up in the air. I knew Chuck could see me performing my nasty BJ act. Knowing that Chuck was watching, god that just made the sex hotter then it had been for quite a while. I had a very intense orgasm as I slipped my hand back between my legs and fingered my pussy. I got Tim off and as my husband had his wine he drifted off to sleep fast and I was wide-awake. I knew that Chuck had hung out by the bedroom door watching and listen to our love sounds.

I was still wide-awake and decided to walk down to kitchen, I was naked so I threw on my short robe that just covered my pussy when I stood and I made sure I slipped on a pair of my whore high heels to make my ass stick out. I was figuring that all were asleep anyway…but just in case Chuck heard me and came to see where I was…I was ready for him to see my good stuff, sexy stuff.

When I got to the kitchen I could hear someone coming down the stairs and I knew it was my horny boy. I went to the pantry and bent over with my feet about 2 feet wide and with the small table lamp light on I knew he could see my pussy. I bent over and I felt the air on my damp fold. I could feel him looking at me as I shafted my weight from one leg to the other giving him a good shot of my love nest, than I turned and looked back at him. I acted surprised to find him standing there. He stood in the doorway in just his briefs. His hard-on was out and the tent was up. I couldn’t help notice a man size bulge, not the little we-we my husband shows.

He asked where Tim was and I told him sleeping. ”Tim always falls to sleep after you have sex…!” I looked at his crouch and by moving my arms just a little my robe exposed my pussy to him. I couldn’t help but smile, see him that way, hard. I of course reminded myself that I had made him that way by what I had done in the den during the game. “Chuck, what Tim and I did in our room, were you watching? Did you get a hard, looking at me while the game was on…?”

“Oh yea, shit Marca, did all you just do ah, you know ah, sucking your husband…?” I blushed knowing I had moaned pretty well in the bedroom. “Chuck, you’re not going to say anything to your mom or dad…about seeing me suck off Tim…!” “Hell no, no way Marca…! Marca, will you open up your robe, I just got to see those big tits of you’re…!”

“Chuck I can’t do that, your mother would have me in court if I did, do you look at girl’s breast at school…?” “Yes!”

“Marca you are, will your pretty, my mother, she has small tits, you got big breast, you look like the girls in the nasty magazine…!” “Chuck, you look at nasty pictures…?”

“Yes, it makes my ding dong hard…! Today by the pool, when I saw you, you made my ding dong hard; you always make it hard…! When I am in bed at night I think of you and rub my ding dong!”

“Chuck, you call your penis a ding dong?”

“That is what my mother called it when I was a little boy…!”

Shit I don’t think Kim has seen his ding dong in some time, this boy is hung. “Marca I heard my father tell Mr. Sims, the man that lives behind us that he would eat a mile of your shit, just to see where it came from…!”

I had to smile on that one. “Chuck when you heard that, what did you think…?”

“I think my father is weird! I would not like to eat shit to see your butt hole; I would rather kiss and suck your big boobs…!”

I sometimes wonder who is retarded in this world; the boy had his mind in the right place when it came to sex.

“Marca I am not going to tell anyone, but could I see your big tits…please…!”

I smiled and I went one better I took off my robe, walked slowly up to him. ”You never been with a girl, have you Chuck…?”He just looked at my big 40DD in the dim light and shook his head no. “This going to help you jerk off your ding dong when you get back in bed…? You do, do that, don’t you Chuck…?” He admitted that he had planned to when he got back to his room and I kind of admitted that I too might need to rub something. You think you’re slick, but you’re not, you would love to have my ass, you little pervert. I said to myself as I giggled…! You want to fuck your neighbor …don’t you?

“Chuck, do you find me attractive?”

“You’re very attractive.”

“Am I sexy?”

“Very!”

“Do you think about having sex with me Chuck?”

“Yes,”

“Would you like to have sex with me right now?”

“Ah… I… I…! ”.

“Just answer the question?”

“Yes…!”

“Well, here’s your chance to live out a fantasy with an older woman.”

The excitement, and cool air quickly stimulated my nipples and they became hard and erect. Chuck quickly began to caress and squeeze my breasts and nipples. He cupped my breasts feeling their heaviness and tweaked and pulled on my nipples. I kept my eyes closed and began to breathe heavily. Before long, he lowered his heads and began to lick and suck on my breast, twirling the nipples with his tongues and gently biting them. In addition to my heavy breathing, I began to moan slightly.

As he was tonguing my tits, I felt his hand on my lower stomach…I kept my eyes closed and head back, but when I felt his hand on my mound I shook my head no and said please don’t, he continued to suck on my tits and ignored my protests as he started to caress my fold…!

I quickly clamped my thighs tightly together, restricting his access. What happen next I can’t remember…but in less than a minute, my pussy was being caressed and teased by this over sexed teenager? He inserted and penetrated my vagina with two, and than three fingers. Soon, I was taking the fingers deep into my pussy and undulating, my hips to force the kid’s fingers deeper into my vagina. Than I pulled back…”that’s all you get…maybe some other time…!” With that I picked up my robe and looked back at him…”time to go jerk off baby…!”

I got in bed and tried to sleep, shit, I was too horny…I looked at the clock; it was 1:45AM. I looked over at Tim and he was still snoring…good boy. I wasn’t sure if Chuck was asleep, but at the time I was doing my best to shake him from my thoughts. It was less than an hour and I decided it was time to do something. I thought about Chuck again. How wrong would it be, god I was a sex craze whore. I needed that young boy. My god, I thought, could I get away with it? I was going to find out. Tim was a sleep…out like a light…snoring away.

My hart was racing, my mind was calling me a fool, but my body was telling me to at least look in on him. After making sure that Tim was asleep, and I closed the door to our bed room and the door to the hall that closed off that part of the house where Chuck was sleeping. I snuck into Chuck’s room. After my eyes adjusted I could see that the boy was fast asleep. Through the single sheet I could also see that he was naked. What an unbelievable image! What a foolish thing to do! I was planning on sneaking right out of the room when he rolled onto his side. Maybe I was jealous, maybe I was convinced that I could get away with it, who knows, and maybe I was a bit horny.

I kneeled down next to the bed and gently pushed the sheet back. Facing me was one of the most beautiful young penises I have ever had the pleasure of looking at. Chuck was quite a man! He looked fairly large even when he was soft, which is no feat…if I compared him to Tim. . . . For just a second I let the thought cross my mind that he was a virgin, but I let that pass. I had decided that he was going to be active with me. I needed him to be. I bent toward him and took him in my mouth. Gently I sucked him in deeper into my mouth and I could feel that his body (if not his mind) was wakening. He responded pretty quickly! He wasn’t as long as I thought he would be – maybe 7 inches — but he was a lot fatter than I expected. I could barely open my mouth wide enough. He had awoken by the time I was stroking him. Instead of being startled, he just held the back of my head and made love to my mouth.

For a few minutes I was in complete control. I was teasing him with my tongue, pulling him hard with my hand, and taking him deep within my mouth. I loved this, but in short order I had lost control. Chuck had rolled a bit and took hold of my head with both hands and was thrusting quickly in and out of my mouth. I felt him swell and then I felt him explode. I accepted every drop. I shushed him when he started to giggle. He whispered. “I didn’t think married ladies would ever do that to other men…?”

Shit! What could I do? Looking back, it didn’t really matter to me. I didn’t sneak into this room so a young stud could cum in my mouth; I had given one BJ to my limp dick husband already. I came into this room because I wanted to feel him deep inside me. I pushed him a way a little when he tried to cuddle up and instead kept pumping him with my hand. At first he moved a bit, maybe objected a little, but soon got the idea. He lay there quiet and motionless as I brought him back to full strength. Good boy!

With him flat on his back I moved to position myself above him. God this was great! I could feel him try to lift his body when he felt my wetness touch the tip of his penis, but I didn’t give him that much room to move. Still, it wasn’t like I was going to make him wait long. I wanted him desperately and couldn’t afford the time for teasing anyway. With Chuck on his back, my feet by his rib cage, my hands against the head board of the bed, and my wetness balanced above his fat penis, I plummeted to my own pleasure. I took him in one shot, falling hard against his body, and stretching more than I expected. I came hard…I must have had three orgasms while I rotated my hips, keeping him as deep in me as possible. Then the fucking began, slowly at first, with me mostly controlling the depth, then faster with Chuck meeting my rhythm. Once Chuck grabbed my hips he knew what to do, hold on my boy, I am riding you to fuck heaven…!

I shushed him again. I’ll tell you one thing about Chuck; he wanted to fuck…Oh my god, once he knew how it was going to be…I was in for quiet a ride. Chuck grabbed my hips and pulled me deeply and aggressively onto him. I was floating from one orgasm to the next when I felt his body stiffen. The thought of him coming in me was strong enough to make me have another round of orgasms, to feel him going off, pushed me over the limit. We came together. Chuck wanted to talk., I whispered in his ear…”in the morning after Tim goes to the club we can talk…!”

I just rushed out of the room…back to my husband and found him snoring ways. In the morning, I got up and headed to the kitchen to see Chuck going into the kitchen and Tim, was seated having his coffee and reading the sports page. Chuck was dressed and was getting milk from the counter when Tim said. ”Did you guys stay up late watching TV…?” I looked at Chuck and before I had a chance to speak…Chuck said…

“I guess we better turn that TV down next time Marca…sorry Tim if it woke you…!”

Tim looked at his watch and said. ”Damn I am running late, honey see you back here around 4, we got dinner at the club at 7, see you…later…!” Tim gave me a kiss on the cheek and told Chuck he would see him around. Tim was out the door for his Saturday golf outing and I watched him pull out the drive, just than Chuck stood and placed his dirty dish in the sink. “Guess I better get home and do the yard work dad wanted me to do…!” I looked him smiled and said.

“Before you go honey, take care of this…!” I bent over letting my rob fall to the floor and stood with my feet apart I took hold of the kitchen sink and looked back at my new lover. “Baby, fuck me like a dog…fuck this bitch. I want you to fuck me like an animal.” Chuck just stood there looking at my ass and watched me wiggle it to show him what he was missing. ”Take hold my hips baby, slip that cock in me…! Come on honey, I need some cock this morning…!”

He pulled his cock out and I repositioned myself making my legs spread wider with my ass up in the air. I looked back over my shoulder and begged, “Fuck me, baby. Fuck me like the slut bitch animal I am.”

He grabbed my ass cheeks for leverage and pushed his cock in, fucking me with slow, steady strokes. I was grinding my hips back against his young hard cock like an animal in heat. I whimpered softly, oh god this was good. The large head of his cock pop into my pussy and slide in several inches, setting me on fire, I had been with bigger men but this young stud had my attention, my pussy felt so full, he was a pussy stretcher.

Oh god so big I moaned, as more of this kids cock slid in me, my entire pussy was on fire now. Slowly he began working his huge cock in and out of me getting deeper and deeper with each thrust. God Tim had never made me feel this way, this kid was deeper than poor Tim could ever hope to be, he was hitting places Tim never new I had.

Soon this slow/retarded 16-year-old stud was pounding me like some common slut, ramming his mighty cock in me without mercy. Soon it felt like I was coming with every other stroke of his cock as I whimpered and moaned. I could feel my pussy stretched wide open as his huge cock slid in and out of me like a battering ram. This kid was tearing my pussy apart giving me pleasure I never imagined Tim could. “OOOOH Yeaaaaaah! Fuck me. Fuck me with your big dick. OOOOWWW! So big. OOOWWWW! “

The cunt juice flowed out of my pussy. My thighs were soaked with my juices. My pussy made the most amazing slurping noises as he was fucking me.

“Oh baby, that cock feels so good in my pussy. Fuck me faster!”

Chuck was a fast learner…he shifted position slightly to get improved leverage and to grab my tit. Using my tits as handles, he pulled me back deeper on his cock. I moaned as his hands twisted and pulled on my nipples.

“Oh, fuck. Oh fuck. That feels so fucking good. Pinch my nipples baby. Pinch them hard. Oh shit!”

Oh yea…he was getting it…he was going to be a good lover…in time. He started to jackhammer my pussy with deep, rapid strokes. “Oh shit, I’m coming again. Pull my nipples you bastard, pull them harder! Oh fuck, Oh fuck. Oh fuck!” I had him under my control.

“You like fucking me dog style honey…?”

“Yes…!”

“You going to give me cock when I want it baby…?”

“OH GOD YES…!”

My words, my hot cunt juice bathing his cock and the twitching muscles of my pussy pulled a huge load of cum out of his exhausted balls. It felt his balls slip up into his sac…as blast after blast of cum shot deep into my cunt.

“Oh god, baby. I can feel you’re cum. I can feel your fucking cum filling my slut cunt. Oh fuck. Oh fuck! So fucking much cum.”

His lust spent, he collapsed on top of me, his cock still lodged in my cunt. I could feel those last spasms of my cunt muscles as my orgasm subsided. My low mewing of pleasure and his ragged breathing were the only sounds.

My mind returned to last night…the thought of me in bed with the young stud’s cock stuffed in my pussy. Yes he was going to be a new lover. He pulled his cock out of my cunt and I stood up and turned to face him. My eyes slowly opened. I tenderly brushed a strand of hair out of my eyes. I walked towards the bathroom.

“Honey, I’m going to get cleaned up. Why don’t you be a dear and go do your fathers do list, and get back here in time for some more fun, before my husband gets home. I need some hard fucking sex around 2 and Tim’s wife wants it delivered by a young stud…!” Ah, the world is a beautiful place.

To be continued…

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Ms Marca and my cuckold hubby (Part 10)

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My Good Neighbor Jack

We went over for dinner one night to one of the old guys that live on our street, a neighbor by the name Jack that Tim had known before we were married. Old Bill one of our other neighbors was invited to make it old home week for the three guys. Jack was Tim’s age, mid 50’s and Bill way into his 60’s. Jack was a hunk, and Jack and Tim played golf once in a while. Before Dinner Jack asked Bill where the wine was he was to bring for dinner. Big problem, Bill had forgot

He felt bad and said he would run to the package store to get a bottle, but Jack said you old fart you need to go over to the special wine shop by the mall and get a good wine. That is a 20 minute drive. Tim being the gentleman he is said he would drive Bill and I said I would help Jack with the dinner and start working on the salad. That would be almost an hour they would be gone, leaving Jack and me alone. I didn’t realize how far Jack would take the teasing that he always did when Tim and I were at his place.

Tim and Bill had not been out the door two minutes and I was standing against the counter when Jack came up behind me and put his hands on my shoulders. I was cutting tomatoes and Jack whispered, “You look amazing tonight!” I laughed and thanked him for the compliment. I was wearing a short red dress without panties, something I did frequently when I was feeling naughty. It ALWAYS turns Tim on when I whispers, “I’m not wearing panties…”

Feeling slightly uncomfortable but flattered I continued to slice the tomatoes as Jack pressed his crotch against my bottom. I turned uncomfortably and tried to escape saying, “Jack please, don’t do that, Tim and Bill will be back soon!”

Jack whispered, “Bill told me you had a thing for big cock men, girl you been dreaming about me and my big cock, I been thinking about how you have a think for big cocks. Can you feel my penis pressing against you?”

I could feel his penis getting bigger as he pressed it against her. I knew how big he was, because Bill had told me that he had a reputation with the ladies, since his wife died 4 years ago of being hung like a mule. I HAD fantasized about holding his cock in my hands, even putting it in my mouth and sucking on it. I regretted telling Bill about my past lover’s and their big cocks. Torn, I knew I should escape from his grasp, but I was also curious. Protesting again, I said, “Jack please stop, I was just joking with Bill when I told him that.”

“Baby I know all about you and Bill… about you fucking him.”

“GOD DAMN IT THAT OLD BASTARD JUST HAD TO TALK!” I looked back over my shoulder at Jack. “He told you about us?”

“Baby he did, after I pushed him to come clean with me, you see I went down to his place one afternoon and as I always do went in the patio door and no sooner had I got in I heard begging and screaming coming from his bedroom and I laugh to myself, just knowing he had one of his old lady friends down on his bed.”

“LADY FRIENDS… He told me he hadn’t had sex in years, that ass hole!”

“Shit baby he has more pussy, than any of us on the street; its old pussy, but he gets all he wants from his bridge club group. Anyway I started to back out of the house but I wanted to see who he was poking, so I tip toed to the bedroom and looked in to see you on top of him riding him like a wild woman begging him to slap your ass as he sucked on these big tits!”

“You saw me, us, ah you saw me fucking, me naked on him?”

“God you have no idea how I wanted to ram my cock up your ass and suck on those fine tits of your!”

I let out a low moan as I put down the knife and put each of my hands on the counter to try to push away. When I did, instead of escaping I merely pressed my ass harder against his engorged penis. I arched my back as I felt the full length of him against me. Jack leaned forward against me causing me to exhale loudly, pushing me over the counter as he unzipped his pants and freed his massive cock. Fully erect, Jack is almost 11 inches long and no one could ever accused him of being a pencil dick, like my husband is. Jack whispered, “Poor old Tim can’t even give you what you need so Bill tells me. Do you want to feel it again?”

Without thinking I softly mumbled, “Yes ….oh please don’t tell anyone!”

When he pulled me back up I realized Jack’s cock was between my legs, I was straddling his cock. I was already wet from feeling Jack’s cock against my ass, now my pussy was in direct contact with his massive shaft. He hadn’t realized I wasn’t wearing panties until my pussy was in direct contact with his cock.

Thinking Jack was going to penetrate me I said, “We can’t, they may come back early, please stop.”

Jack responded, “Don’t worry, nothing is going to happen, I’m not going to fuck you. I thought you wanted to know what a real cock felt like.” Jack started rubbing his cock back and forth slowly with me providing the lubricant.

I gasped as my pussy rode on his cock. He was so big each stroke lasted forever. I wanted to feel him inside of me, but I convinced myself if it went no further everything would be alright, “Promise me this is it, that you won’t go any further. Not tonight anyway.”

Jack promised, “what ever you want my big tit neighbor, what ever you want.” He began picking up the pace, as he did I began to feel myself getting closer and closer to having an orgasm. Spreading my legs and leaning forward Jack kept up the pace rubbing the full length of his penis against me. I finally achieved orgasm and partially collapsed on the countertop exposing my vagina opening to Jack’s cock. Jack pressed the tip of his cock against my vagina. I gasped when I felt him against me and secretly wanted him to penetrate me right then. I closed my eyes tightly, spread my legs slightly and pressed back against the tip of his penis.

I steadied myself for what I imagined it would feel like to have his massive cock inside of me. Oh, did I want him inside of me I thought to myself. Instead Jack asked, “I know you made me promise, but I know you want to know what it feels like inside of you.”

Frustrated, with what I had just done, I had to say no, didn’t I? Before I changed my mind I said, “No, we have to stop…” As I said the word stop I felt his penis spasm. Laughing I said, “I guess you were having a good time too.” And then I felt it, the tip of his penis was pressed against my vagina and his semen shot inside of me. With the first spasm and my reaction the tip of his penis slid just a little further inside of me. The second pulse was even bigger than the first, filling my womb with his hot semen causing me to scream, “FUCK! You are coming inside of me! OH GOD, YOU HAVE TO STOP!”

I didn’t stop him as he pressed his crotch against me again and whispered, “I see old Bill was right about you, you can’t say no to a big cock can you?”

I moaned and whimpered, “Not exactly” as I felt him pressing against me. I didn’t move to stop him.

Jack knew I wanted him to fuck me and he pushed me over the counter and lifted my dress to find no panties. I laid face down on the counter and surrendered to him. Jack dropped his pants freeing his cock even more.

Jack rubbed the tip of his cock around my vagina until I was wet enough to lubricate his penis allowing him to penetrate me. As the head of his cock penetrated me, I felt myself stretch farther than I thought possible. I had read that a vagina can expand up-to 200% its normal size if properly aroused and lubricated. I was certain at 200%+ right now.

Once I was able to relax, my vagina completely stretched, I began to realize that Jack was going three times as deep as Tim had been able to reach. It really was an entirely different experience, amazing I thought. Pressed helplessly against the counter I was completely in the moment, experiencing what his large penis was like. Suddenly I told Jack to stop; I said it in a stern enough way Jack immediately pulled out.

Standing behind me he watched as I stood up and turned around and said, “I want to watch.” Sitting back down on the kitchen table I unbuttoned my dress and unclasping my bra, freeing my big 40 DD breasts. Jack didn’t hesitate as he lifted my legs up on his shoulders and pressed his penis in my vagina again. With one hand he held my waist and the other he used to grasp my breast. He was going full steam as I leaned on my elbows intently watching him penetrate me. I watched as every inch of his massive cock slid inside of me.

Before long Jack said, “I am about to cum; do I need to pull out?”

I laughed as I collapsed back on the table and said, “You don’t need to worry about that.” I felt Jack’s semen fill me with each pulse. I relaxed as I felt his hot semen fill my womb once more. I couldn’t believe how full I felt with his cock and his semen inside of me. Each time I thought he was spent I felt more semen fill me.

I was almost done in, Jack out of breath shot his last load deep inside of me, collapsing next to me on the table, turning to lie on his back.

I lay on my side and reached over and grasped Jack’s soft, but still large penis. I marveled how it dwarfed my hand, being almost three times the size of Tim’s small sized cock. I looked up at the clock and said. “Fuck they will be back soon.”

“No baby, Bill and I had this all planed, I told him not to be here until after 8 we got 45 minutes to play.”

I giggled, then sat up and took his old cock in my mouth. I sucked, kissed and licked the big thick tool until I felt it come to life. Than I started jerking the shaft to get it up, get it stiffer. When I saw that he was hard enough to start over I straddled Jack, resting my vagina on his hardening cock. I smiled as I took off my bra, fully exposing my chest and asked, “Do you love my big tits?” After I asked the question I began grinding back and forth over his partially erect cock.

Jack stuttered as I smiled at him. Leaning down I kissed his lips, his penis lifting its head as if to enter me automatically. Jack grasped my waist and thrust his penis inside of me again. Sitting up on his cock, I said, “You know we are going to be fuck buddies, I got to have this cock of yours more than just a one night stand.”

He smiled up at me. “What about Bill, and Charlie?”

“You know about Charles?”

“My big tit neighbor slut, I even know about old Jake, I bet you got a few more you are doing, but you can tell me about them some other time!”

I rode Jack for a good ten minutes and I had one climax after the next and at last he went off again as I fell on his chest. After we recovered he slapped my ass. “Get up baby; they will be here in any minute.”

I grabbed a paper towel and began rubbing the semen off of my vagina as I ran to the bathroom. I heard the car pull into the garage and I used a wash cloth to clean as much of his semen out of me as possible.

By the time I came out of the bathroom Jack had the dinner on the table and we sat down for dinner. During dinner I could feel Jack’s semen leaking out of me. Not wanting it soil my dress I kept wiping myself off with my fingers and when no one was looking I would lick my finger, I did this throughout dinner. I gave Bill that fuck you look as soon as they got back he saw I was not happy at all with him.

After the main meal was over Tim went to the bathroom in the hall where I had gone and Jack looked over at me and smiled. “Bill you were right best fuck I ever had!”

“I told you she could put shit on you that soap and water want take off.”

I looked both of them, “Would two stop it, your going to let the cat out of the bag and than all of us are in trouble.”

After desert I feigned a headache and we headed home. Jack gave me a big hug at the door and whispered, “Call me.” I didn’t respond. In the car Tim was going on about something, but my mind was in a spin. In less than a year I had gone from being a good wife; to a one night stand, screwed the bug guy and doing our handyman.

If that wasn’t bad enough I was now in thick with three men on our street. My god Marca you are crazy look what all you got with Tim and trying to take care of your itch is worth all this? Who else has that old fart told? I’m open to being blackmailed, should I confess to Tim? What am I going to do? Where will this end?

To be continued…

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Ms Marca and my cuckold hubby (Part 9)

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Charles Keen young and hung

Whether one can outright accepted it or not, your little venture to the world of sex outside of your own marriage does transformer you into an addict. OK…so it did me! Future rendezvous with any of my big cock lovers and sex partners and perhaps even others that I had not met, were very likely going to be a part of my married life. After having it on with Tim’s old college room mate and doing his best friend Bill, from the neighborhood, my bed was made and I was ready to lay in it, even get laid in it. The main problem I faced now was how to manage things. Maintaining the best of both worlds was going to require some serious planning.

The more I play the more I want; I never seem to get enough. What I also realized at an early age, that I probably never again be satisfied by a less intense bedroom performance than the one I experienced with my full body hung studs that I seek out whenever I can. Sometimes a good screw just seems to fall in your lap.

So it goes…part 9:

The early months of our married life were wedded bliss; will to some degree it was. Then problems arose. Due to circulation problems, it started to affect Tim’s ability to maintain an erection. That was what the doctor said might be his problem, but I was playing mind games with my new hubby. Since Tim did not have a large prick, at the best of times, only 4-inches when stiff, coupled to his new problem of not getting it up led to bedroom tears, god can I put it on. I found when he was licking my pussy I did sometimes get off to…will shall I call it a mini organism but it was not ideal and certainly not the answer to a satisfying sex life. In frustration I turned to the only thing I knew and that was my whore ways, I went back to my well-endowed lovers. About once a week, I found I had a little stiff one in bed with me at night that I was married too. I let him; sometimes I helped him to toss himself off while lying next to me. Unfortunately, this arousal did not transfer itself to the other side of the bed…to me, his wife.

I love Tim but I have started an itch you men know where. To be blunt, I needed, just a good fucking, which my husband and anyone who saw him nude, must admit he has not been able to give me any, nor could he. It was after Bill our old neighbor was doing me with his hung horse cock (that needed Viagra to make that big old thing work) I knew I had to make some big changes, if I wanted to have a sex life again.

Soon after that, I made it a habit to keep a packet of condoms in my purse for just such an occasion, should it come up. I had always stayed away from the men in our neighborhood, which was to close to home. I was making friends with the wives and a woman with my body and looks does not have many female married friends. The neighborhood husbands however had a different take on me, I was the object of their jokes, looks and I am sure their fancy at night when they were fucking their children’s mother late at night.

Over time, I began to notice what man was trying hard to be friendly and whose wife was cold toward me. All I needed was some bitch to find out she could not keep her husband happy and she end up telling Tim what her better half and I had done. I never set out to bed anyone of them or let them have me, but if it happens, so be it. With what I was getting at home, it would not take much for me to give in to a big cock motherfucker that I knew that some of them were. Over the summer of my first few months of marriage, we had several get together, Bar B Q and cookouts in the neighborhood that gave me a better look at some of my future lovers. After Bill and I had set up our play time, I found my next victim.

One of the first husbands I did was the young hunk across the street from us; Charles Keen who was quite a handsome hunk who stood about 6’ 2” and no more than 200#…! It did not take one long to see that the man worked out, you could tell by the way he carried himself; he was, built in all the right places. Charles, in other words was mouth watering handsome matter of fact with short black hair specked with a few gray flecks at the temples. A firm jaw made of sharp right angles and vivid blue eyes. He had some dark chest hair that ran down that hard flat stomach. I knew he was my age and he looked to be no more then 30. His wife was Kathy, 22, perky thing who was a 5’5” beauty and they were newlyweds as were we. Kathy did not know much about cooking and I helped her with a few things that I had learned in the kitchen. No, I did not give her lessons on stuffing the meat in the kitty!

As I said, Charles was a tall nice looking young stud around my age and he filled out his weekend jeans nicely. The boy did have a package. Than one Saturday evening the Keens had Tim and I over for a cook out and Kathy was will into the wine as it got later in the evening and the men were off talking sports and she unload on me about how Charles was always horny, she seem to never get him to quite.

…HOUSTON…SHE HAS A PROBLEM HERE…IT WILL SOON BE NO PROBLEM FOR ME…

“Marca, you and Tim have been married as long as we have, can I ask you something…I need to talk about some things!” Kathy was way into the wine and she was hurting inside it looked like. “Kathy any time, please feel free to talk.”

“Marca, only one way to say it…Charles, he wants to screw all the time I am hoping Tim will get him drunk so he will sleep tonight…is Tim that way…?”

Damn…this woman hates sex…I can see that. “Kathy, Tim is 20 plus years older than Charles, I am sure Tim was the same way when he was 30…!”

“Oh…I guess your right…me being 22 and I waited until my wedding night to give it up…I sometimes think I might have been better off dating a few others before Charles.”

“Yes Kathy, I went that road…I had a few men in my life before Tim! I guess you might say I can compare him to the others and like all men he has his good side and not so good side…!”

“Marca, does it hurt when Tim does it…tell me how do you get past that pain?”

HOUSTON I WANT HER PROBLEM…!

“Kathy just how big is Charles…is he thick…?”

“Marca, I can hold his sac in my palm and his old thing runs half way up my forearm and oh god that ugly old head is wide and nasty, that’s what hurts…! If Charles were not so big, he would be perfect…if he were just a little bite smaller…! You know what I mean Marca…?”

“Oh Kathy, I know what you mean girl…shit I do I…! Kathy, does Charles make you get on your hands and knees and do it to you that way…?”

“Oh I hate that and he wants to spank my ass when he gets it in. I am so embarrassed to tell you this, the other night he had me on my hands and knees and he licked my rectum…I was so grossed out. I made him go brush his teeth and gargle before I let him back in bed…!”

“TIM HONEY IT IS GETTING LATE I THINK WE NEED TO GO…!”

We were saying our goodnights at the door and Charles gave me a hug goodbye as all the men in the neighborhood did when I was saying our good night. I kissed Charles on the cheek and winked. I did not mention to Ted about Kathy’s conversation or that my pussy was sopping wet and that my thong was drenched. I made Tim have a midnight snack at the Y that night.

My mind went wild on planning a way to get my hunk neighbor between my legs, oh lord, forgive me for what I am about to do. I picked a day when Kathy was to go to her mothers house, a Saturday, and Tim was at the club playing golf. That left the poor victim and me all alone. I was to strike at high noon. I made sure I dressed to fit the mood I dressed for combat…god I know how they felt at Normandy, D Day…June 6, 1944. I was going out that front door across that street and breach their house. Oh, shit this was going to get nasty, I knew it would turn into hand-to-hand combat; oh, I might have to take him in close…if I am lucky I might get his bayonet run in me, before the afternoon was over.

I looked in the mirror to check my equipment. Pussy was shaved smooth, boobs were in place, damn, with a set of 40DD I knew I could make it past the door. I went this day with out panties, the less equipment I had on the better I could storm the objective. I slipped on my combat shoes, a pair of 5-inch FMP’s, that made my ass stick out. Than I slipped on one of my sexy, wrap-around sun dresses that I knew would be easy to slip off me, when the enemy had me in his grasp. I took one last look in the mirror and told myself…you who about to go down for you own sexual satisfaction…we salute you…go fuck him girl!

I looked out my up stairs window to see the enemy working in his yard, doing something in the flowerbeds. Out my front door and across that lonely beach that seem to be a mile wide (the street…) “Hi Charles…Kathy home…?”

The hunk looked up and smiled and stood to speak when his eyes gave him away…he liked what he saw. I had made it onto the beach…signal London that I have landed. “Hi Marca, no she went to her mothers, should be back about 5 or so…!”

“I had used some of her pastry tools and was returning them to her and I got a platter of cookies…I guess for you…! Charles it is hot out here, how can you stand this heat…?”

“Come on in Marca, your right I need something cold, how about a beer…?”

“Oh Charles I cannot stay long…I will take a glass of wine, just a quick one…!”

I go into their house and hand him the cookies and cookie cutters.

Charles took the cookie cutters into the kitchen. When he returned I stood in the middle of the living room, my back to him, bent over looking at a book they had on the coffee table. I knew he could see up my dress to my ass cheeks, but with my knees together, he could not tell if I had thong/panties on. I knew he was admiring my sexy body for a second, then walk up behind me, wrap his free hand around my waist.

“Your glass of wine my lady…my beautiful, sexy neighbor; damn Marca you always look so good!” I turned around in his arms. Our lips meet, but suddenly I pull away.

“Where is your wife anyway?” I asked.

“She’s out…at her mothers and will not be home for a while.”

“Then I should go. Charles, Kathy is my friend and Tim is your friend, this is not right!”

“No, please Marca, god…please, stay a while…!” With that, he pulled me towards him, wrapped his arms around me, and laid a big kiss on my full open lips. At first, I played the game and did not respond, but then I let my tongue kiss back. My free arm wrapped around his neck, his just above my waist. My tongue found its way into his mouth, as his hands dropped to my ass. I offered no resistance so he reached up with one hand and fondled my breast thru my dress and bra. Again there was no resistance so he led me over to the couch, we sit down, and continued our kissing. This time he slipped a hand up my dress, then under my bra, and found my big hard nipple. He rubbed my nipple, and then gently squeezed it. I moaned. He pulled his hand out and tried to pull the dress over my head. I stopped him.
“We shouldn’t be doing this, what if your wife comes home?”

“Don’t worry, just relax and enjoy the moment,” he replied.

Again, he went back to my dress, and this time I let it come off. He reached behind me, unsnapped my bra, pulled it off and threw it across the room. Now he had full unrestricted access to my bigger than life tits. He fondled one tit with his hand, sucked the other into his mouth. He ran his tongue around it, over the nipple. I acted as if I seemed to be relaxing a bit, as I leaned back and moaned. I moved so he had my other tit, and sucked that as he sucked the first one. I had my head back and my eyes close, obviously enjoying the attention my tits were receiving. He started kissing down my chest, down to my belly, tonguing my belly button. Than he looked, up at me and said.

“Shit, Marca you…you are not wearing any panties…!”

I look down at him and smile…”I hate to wear panties when it is hot…they give my pussy a rash…!”

“Oh Charles what am I saying…we cannot do this. Where, are my things?”

I stood in the middle of the living room, naked from shoes up, turning, looking for my dress and bra. He came up behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing on my neck.

“I know you want this Marca, so just relax and go with it.”

He than slipped a hand down, and found my clit.

“But we are married, and this is…oh Charles, oh…this is so wrong,” I said.

“Do not think about that, just enjoy the moment.”

He slipped a finger into my steaming hot pussy. I moaned, leaned my head back onto his shoulder as he rubber my clit. He led me back to the couch. I sat down, than leaned back on the arm, as his mouth found my tits again. My nipples were still rock hard, and he teased them with his tongue. His hand found its way back to my slit. After stoking it a few times, he slipped a finger into my pussy. I spread my legs a bit, allowing easier access. He slipped a second, then a third finger into me. He started kissing down my body again, down my flat belly, kissing my belly button, finally reaching the top of my mound. I can smell my musty pussy sent as he moves in. His tongue finds my clit, rubs it a few times, than sucked it up into his mouth.

“OH CHARLES…OH MY GOD…SUCK IT BABY SUCK IT OFF ME…!”

My hips start bucking as I grab his head and pushes it further into my pussy. He slips his tongue into my pussy, tongue fucking a few times before returning to my clit.

“Oh yeah, suck me suck me,” I moaned.

Then my thighs start to squeeze his head, I am moaning louder, I can feel my pussy quivering, my pussy juices flowing all over, as I start to go off.

“Oh my God, Oh my God,” I moaned repeatedly.

My back arches up and then I exploded in a giant orgasm. One last “Oh my God” and I settled back into the couch.

As I relaxed on the couch, he stood up and stripped off his clothes. My god he had a winner…it had to be 8-inch cock, rock hard and ready to go. Poor Kathy if she thought this was big…she should take on some of my old customers. He knelt between my legs, rubbed his cock on my juicy slit. I reached down and grabbed his cock, stroking it. I lifted up my knees and spread my legs, then guided his cock into my waiting pussy. I looked up into his eyes and said. “Thank god you’re not small…!”

The grin on his face told me he could be a bastard if he wanted to be.

“Oh Jesus, I been needing this for months…I need your big cock…fuck me like you never fucked anyone before…!”

He pushed in slowly, sinking all 8 inches into my hot wet pussy. “Yes, yes fill me oh shit that is so good…!” I reached to grip his ass and pull him toward me.

“Now fuck me hard,” I ordered.

With that, he started thrusting in and out pretty, quick and soon I was moaning again. I reach up and massage my big nipples, squeezing them. I can feel my pussy starting to quiver on his cock.

I reach behind him and hold his ass cheeks apart pressing on his hole with my finger, he moan and grip my ass tighter making my crouch open more. In his excitement, he picks up the pace and fuck’s my tunnel hard, fast and with no mercy, saying to me. “You fucking slut! You are…what I thought you were a teasing, filthy, fucking whore!”

“Oh Charles, yes and I want to be your whore…do me, do your whore…!”

“Oh my God,” he said. “You pussy Marca, my god it is sucking on my cock…how you can do that…?”

He continued to pound into me, as I start bucking again. Suddenly he pulled out, I gave him a what, the fuck are you doing look. He pulled me off the couch.
“On your hands and knee…god damn you…I am going to ride that ass of yours, hard and long!”

I quickly followed his orders. Now on all fours, I turned to look at him. He moved in behind me, grab my hips, once again slid his cock along my slit before burying it in my pussy, in one deep thrust. I let out a long moan and tell him…”oh, Charles this is my favorite way! Charles you like my ass…I love to have my ass spanked…!”

“I’ll give you a spanking you will never forget, you fucking slut…!” The excitement was evident in his voice.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Ahhhhhh fuck!” I shrieked.

I let one hand slide between my pussy lips. “Spread your legs now you fucking whore!”

I spread my legs and he grabbed my pussy hard lightly smacking it too. My body jumped up. “Owwwww!” I yelled.

He starts pounding into my pussy with a regular rhythm. Reaching between my legs, I finds my clit and start rubbing it. I pushed back to meet his every thrust, driving his cock in deep. I am moaning, starting to quiver, my orgasm is building again. He is holding on to my hips as a cowboy rides his horse. He thrust in even deeper. My pussy starts to grip his cock even tighter, I am really starting to buck now. I am rocking my head back and forth, than I turn to look at him.

Oh, god did this feel good, it made me think of my working days and nights. I felt like a whore again and I loved that feeling when I can please a man and make him want me, my body, the power I have over his sexual drive. Making love to my husband is one thing and loving him is the greatest joy in the world. Now I had rediscovered the bliss of just getting and giving a good old fashion fucking.

“Ride me big man ride my ass until I cry…give it to me make me your dog bitch…!”

“Ooh it’s so deep!” I cried out suddenly.

He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. “You like it like that don’t you?”

“Yes! Yes, more, oh god yes…! This f-feels good!” I purred.

Charles kept pumping me in the doggie position. I screamed out and tossed my head back. I was coming again! I felt my pussy clench his cock so tightly that he could not help but go off as well.
“Ahhhh fuck! I am Coming! Oooh I’m c-Coming!” I screamed.

“Yeah! Oh, fuck me too! Feel my juice baby! Feel it shoot in your hot pussy!”

Than I have a massive orgasm. Several more thrusts and I feel his orgasm building, than suddenly he explodes deep in my pussy. I fall off the sofa onto the floor. He falls on top of me, trying to recover and get our breath. His shrinking cock slips from my pussy and he rolls off me. I props myself up on my elbows, looks at him.

“That was great, why we waited so long to do it, is a wonder to me…!”

He moved up next to my mouth and I looked at the wall clock. “Charles, call your wife and see what time she will be home!”

“Marca she said 5…this afternoon later, we have time for more!”

“God damn it Charles…I said call your wife…!”

“OK…ok shit don’t get bent out of…you …forget it…!”

“Honey…I am not mad I know what I am doing, call her…!”

Charles called and asked Kathy what time she was leaving and she told him in about an hour. He asked her to stop and pick up a 6-pack of beer, I see the boy was learning.

“Wow, guess you were right Marca, good thing I called she will be here by four, if she walked out the door of her mothers right now!”

“Charles, if you screw around as much as I do…you figures out how to play the game!”

“Marca, Tim not doing enough for you…?”

“Charles, Kathy has told me that all she needs is some cock once a week…she and Tim would be perfect…! Tim has a cock so small she would never feel it, will she might once a week…! Come on get on and give me some more…this has got to last us both until later in the week!”

Some forty-five minutes later, I am in the bathroom cleaning up and Charles is in the living room picking up. I hear a car pull up and make my way back to the den. The backdoor opens and Kathy walks in. I am setting on the sofa watching the TV as Charles is in his recliner. Kathy has several bags, and Charles jumps up to help her.

“Marca, hey girl…how long…have you been here…?”

“Not long, I was just returning your cookie cutters and Charles and I were talking about the latest dirt in the neighborhood…!”

“Oh, what is it…?”

“Old man Matthew, who lives behind us…he walked in on me the other morning as I was coming out of my bathroom naked…!”

“Oh weren’t you embarrassed…Damn Marca, what did you do…?”

“After I stop screaming, god I thought he was a rapist…I calmed down, than remembered to cover myself…the old fart saw me in the all together…it is funny after you think about it.”

“Marca did you tell Tim, has he said anything to Matthew…?”

“Oh I did not tell Tim, he would worry so, and you know how much he travels, this would just give him more to fret about. The old man said he knocked and called out to me…no big deal.”

Shortly after and a little small talk, I said I had to go. Charles volunteered to let me out and then lock up. Kathy went up stairs to get ready for their dinner date. At the door, I turned around and was sucking my finger…”mmm we taste good together,” I said.

“We’ll have to do this again sometime soon; honey you like to butt fuck…? I hope you do Charles and I love to have my asshole tongued. You need to call me Tuesday after you get to work…! I kissed him one last time and was out the door.

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Ms Marca and my cuckold hubby (Part 8)

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Old Bill, our neighbor called on me:

I married Tim when I was 29 years old and when I moved into his house I became the neighborhood beauty. As most of you know I have a 40 DD chest, long golden tan legs that make my 5′10” body seem amazing and a great (38″) ass. When I dress to go out, I wear stockings, garter belt and 4 or 5″ heels. I enjoy showing off, got to be from my days of modeling. It does help to be a bit of an exhibitionist I’ve always been and I always will be. I love to flirt and show off in front of men. The thought that they are getting a hard on watching really turns me on! I like nothing better than to wear a low cut top and do a bit of flashing!

I admit…I am a cock tease and it always gives me a rush to get a guy a hard on. If I’m feeling particularly sexy I put on my tight white panties and a short skirt and give some poor unsuspecting man a hard on by positioning myself so that only they can see between my thighs! Then as he gets really interested I get up and walk away. Poor shit head must wonder what’s hit him. I often feel sorry for them…sure I do…! At home alone, I put on next to nothing if I could get away with it. Cut-off’s and T-shirt is the dress of the day most of the time.

When I married Tim he was in his 50’s and I was 29. The man had money, one of the big reasons I married him and the man had a home that any woman would fuck to live in, yes thank you I do that whenever he needs some pussy.

Soon after we were married and I moved in, Tim had an open house to introduce his bride to the neighbors. Being a high end, classier section of town you did not have the young married couples on the street. Most were retired residents and a few of the old guys that Tim was very close with were widowers Bill was in his 70’s and lived at the end of the street, Jack was a few years older than Tim, he was in his 60’s, and was our neighbor to our north and on the south side was Matt; he was in his late 60, retired banker.

Across the street was David, he was just 53, married to a fat bitch and they had a son Charles. Next door to them was the youngest couple, Nick and Kathy, Nice was 45 and Kathy was my age and they had a baby girl a few months old when I moved in. Tim always had the guys over to watch football and when I came part of the house, we continued the traditional Saturday get together. Tim liked to visit with the old guy’s best and after the game he would gill steaks and party until the last guy standing was told to turn out the lights when he went home.

After a few months of being around everyone in the neighborhood, it was not uncommon for some of the retired older men from the neighborhood to stop by to see me…always checking on me when Tim was out of town to see if I needed anything done around the house, they were so sweet. It didn’t take me long to figure out that it was the widowers who were coming by to see me. The married men I guess had a hard time getting away from the better half. I was not popular with the local wives as they knew nothing about my past…hell my husband knew nothing about it.

One day I was doing stuff around the house, in a pair of very short lose fitting cut-off’s and a very tight thin material with a deep low V cut T-shirt…it left nothing to hide if I bent over just the right way. Around noon my door bell rang and looking out the peep hole I saw it was old man Lender, Bill Lender. He had lost his wife about a year before Tim and I married and he had been over to watch football with Tim and when I came into the house he made it a point to be here whenever he could con an invitation out of us. When he was over on a few Saturday afternoons, he was known to get into the bottle …more than he should. I open the door and said. “Hi Bill…what brings you over…?” Than I got a smell of his breath…damn he started early.

“Marca is Tim here?” It was a weekday, a work day…will not for men over 70 I guess.

“No…In fact he is due in on Thursday…can I help you with some thing Bill…?”

He came in closed the door and that look…oh shit he had that look…I had seen it more than once when I was a working girl. On top of that he had been drinking. I turned to walk into the kitchen and was going to make him a pot of coffee. Than just as my back was to him…I got out the words…”Bill let me make some coffee…!” Than I felt one of his hands grabbed my arm and pulled me into the den.

“Come here, you cock-teaser.” He hissed, as he pushed me down on our big leather couch. It shocked me…I didn’t say a word because I was stunned and I assumed he was now kidding me as he always did, or maybe he had just a little too much to drink. His hands shot to my breasts and roughly felt them through the thin T-shirt I had on. His fingers found my braless nipples and they hardened to his touch.

“No, Bill! What do you think you’re doing? My husband is your best friend…I thought I was a friend…friends don’t do this!”

“I’m breaking a cock-teaser. In this neighborhood we know how to deal with cock-teasers, and you are the worst any of us have ever met. When I’m through with you, you won’t tease me or any of the other men on the street anymore.”

His rough talk and his rough grabs were so out of place, so beyond anything I had seen the old man do or say. It had to be the drinking he had been doing. I jumped a little when I felt his hand touch my leg. I looked down; he slid his hand higher on my leg. ‘Oh god no…Please I got to stop him. He can’t do this…oh fight him…I got to fight within myself.’

“Bill, you old fool…your to drunk to do anything…and being drunk at your age your all talk…get yourself together and go home…!”

I held my breath as his hand slide up my golden tan freshly shaved leg. I shivered when his hand reached the top of my cut-off’s. He gave my thigh a squeeze before continuing further. His fingers traced my pussy lips through my cut-off’s.

I started breathing a little harder. Bill had now pushed my left leg of my cut-off’s aside and was fingering me. I could feel myself getting wetter and my nipples harden under my top. That drew his attention…he was gazing first at my erect nipples, his eyes were easily drawn to the motion under my breast heaving as I took deep hard breaths. He then looked down into my eyes to see the fear…blatant hunger in my eyes…my open mouth taking in deep gulps of air.

I tried to speak…to tell him to stop…to tell him no I can’t do this…I can’t let him see my weakness. Than he place the tip of one finger on my fold and ran it over my wet pussy lips. I closed my eyes and let out a deep sigh…my hands fell to my side and I went limp opening my legs to him…he had won and without much of a fight from me. He knew I was easy…he had seen though me after all these months of being around me.

I was shocked at myself for giving in so fast and had to suppress a nervous giggle as my moans began to rise. But at the same time, the whole situation had me turned on. I didn’t fear for my safety, because of the setting and that it was Bill, and I knew he would never hurt me. Still, the roughness was causing me to respond. Tim, always a gentleman in and out of bed, had never talked to me or felt me the way old man Lender was. This was new and exciting. I fell back almost willingly when Bill pushed me back on to the couch.

“Bill! Stop…please…you got to stop I can’t do this…I can’t let you do this to me!” I was protesting, but I was also keeping my voice low…I didn’t want the neighborhood to know what was going on. I started to feel a heat in my crotch right away. I had to fight back…not give in…God no way I can let my guard down. I couldn’t think…when I get turned on and my body was showing him that I was going in that direction, no matter what I said. He was touching my large breasts. They always seem to be super sensitive, and the nipples were already hard just from him touching them.

He started rubbing, the deep massage, all the while telling me what a cock tease I was…a whore…especially with breasts such as mine, large and firm. He worked his way all around the huge globes, at first not touching the nipples at all which were pointing straight up at him. Then he started brushing the nipples with his finger tips, saying how all the men wanted to suck on them and tit fuck me. God his telling me all this was just adding to my giving in.

“Oh please stop…you can’t do this to me…ah…please…!”

He began squeezing the tips of my nipples. I couldn’t even look at him; I was getting very turned on. God I wanted him to start sucking on them. The more I thought about it the hotter my pussy was getting. What the fuck was I going to do when he got down there and there was a fucking puddle waiting for him? There wasn’t much I could do… he kept squeezing and pinching my nipples until I thought I might cum from that alone. I started squeezing my pussy muscles around his finger, giving myself that hot feeling, when he stopped. I still couldn’t look at him. I was afraid if I did, I would end up begging him to fuck me right then and there.

“You fucking whore…I’ll show you…not only have I been drinking…but I had my… Viagra this morning…my little blue pill just over an hour ago and I am ready..!”

He ripped down his zipper and pulled out a rigid old ugly looking cock. Than I looked at it again…damn it was big and it was stiff…shit it was not so ugly after all. He threw me back on the couch and pulled me to the edge of the couch as he pulled down my cut-off’s…I was wet … he fingered my clit a little, than stepped in between my legs enough to slide that wonderful dick into my already hot, wet cunt. He pressed it up against the opening to my cunt and began to tease it. Pressing against it, but not going in. I was aching for it. I took my right hand and used my finger and thumb to part my lips…than I looked up at him and with half closed eyes…I smiled ear to ear and nodded yes. He thrust his hips forward burring his cock into me.

My eyes rolled back into my head and I let out a moan…”oh yes…oh yes…yes…!” I love that first thrust, just like that, nice and hard. I reached forward and grabbed his ass with both hands, pulling him into me as I started to climax…shit it was a good orgasm…best I had in over a week…and just on his fifth stroke. “Harder, Bill…fuck my pussy…give it to me… harder” he then grabbed my feet, lifted them up and placed them on his shoulders. He grabbed my hips lifted my ass slightly and began thrusting his hard cock deep into me. Soon I was rocking my pussy against him, and he was hitting my G-spot just right. Fuck, I was going to cum again. I was gripping the sides of the leather cushion and squeezing my pussy as hard as I could.

“Oh god Bill I needed this…oh yes…take it Bill give me a good screwing…oh yes…!”

He looked down at me with that lust animal look in his old blood shot eyes…”Fuck I haven’t had a whore fuck me in 15 years and you had to be one of them top drawer… high class whore’s if I ever saw one…!”

Damn him…he found me out or he figured me out…but he was right I had been a high paid call girl for a few years. What could I say…nothing to say…just fuck him and enjoy it. He was fucking me…. and fucking me…. it felt so good … I was fucking him back like a bucking bronco…. raising my butt off the couch to meet his downward thrusts …. And he keeps fucking me … in and out; in and out … he just slipped in and out, in and out so easy!!

I learned at a young age how to milk a cock with my pussy…as the guy was fucking me. I kept milking him with my pussy muscles…. and he keep fucking me … It felt so good … We were fucking with grunts, and groans, and moans … and I squeezed his cock good with my pussy…I know I was groaning … whimpering …. Huffing … straining … raising my hips…. and he kept fucking me …in and out ….in and out…. and I come again!

“You are going to make me your whore all the time?”

That was it for him; he started shooting his hot cum deep into me. I could feel it and that’s when the spasms started, I was fucking coming so hard all over his fucking rock hard cock. When I stop moaning form my quickie I just had…he pulled out and stood up. I sat up on my elbows and smiled at him.

“You stopped…why did you stop? Oh I mean…ah…you…Oh my god…I can’t believe you forced me to…you made me cheated on my husband!”

“You fucking whore…I told the guys you were easy mark…you would fuck a dog if he had a cock…!”

“Bill…I am not that way…you made me…I just got…I lost myself…I am not this way…you got to believe me…I’m not a bad person…I was taken by you and lost myself in the moment…!”

Fuck I had to say something…it would be all over the neighborhood I was a easy fuck…Tim would die…Tim would kill me…worse…he would kick me out…!

“Bill…you can’t say anything to anyone…I was kidding about you being old and not getting it up…! Bill I’ll be good to you…please just don’t tell on me…!”

Bill grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to his still hard cock “Shut up, bitch. Lick me clean.” I took his warm and sticky cock in my mouth, sucking it and then licking our juices from its length. As I was working on his cock, Bill said, “Does your dumb husband still think you’re a saint? That shit head can’t figure out you are a cock-tease? What you really are is a slut and that’s the only way you know how to get others to do you…!”

I heard him, but was enjoying his cock too much to pay that much attention to what he was saying. Finally, when he was clean, he put himself back into his pants and zipped up. He walked out of the house without another word, and by the time I had got myself together and dressed, he was gone.

That day was the beginning of my descent into raunchy sex with men in the neighborhood… I knew it then; Bill had made me give in…I saw right than I could no longer live behind my goodie too shoes life with him and the other old widowers on the street.

I wonder if the old fart’s had a bet…what was the bet? I guess old Bill won the bet…!

Tim got home from his trip and I didn’t see or hear from Bill or any of the other old farts for a few weeks…until one morning the phone rang.

“Hello…!”

“Marca…Bill here…is Tim gone to work?”

“Oh hi…Bill…yes he just left…!”

“I’ll be over for coffee in a minute…!”

He hung up on me and before I could get out of my robe he was at the patio door. Without knocking or saying a word he came in and just looked at me like I was …will I guess I was to him…to anyone that knew me.

“Don’t just stand there…get over here and live up to your name…you cock sucker…!”

“Bill…don’t talk to me like that…you can’t come in here and tell me what to do…!”

Oh shit…what did I just do…before I could take back the harsh words Bill reached out took my arm and pulled on my robe and I felt it give way as I fell toward him. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me across his lap as he sat down on the couch. Bill placed his left hand on the small of my back. And I felt the robe coming off me over my head…my god I had only my house slippers on. My firm, round, dark tan cheeks stuck up in the air. I turned to see him looking down at my firm thighs. He had to feel me trembling thru my legs. A sniffle escaped me as I turned my head to look back at him…

“I’m sorry Bill. I promise I won’t do or say that again.” As I wiggled to get up from his lap I saw him raise his hand, I turned to look away and squeezed my eyes shut and my whole body went tense. I held my breath…knowing his hand was coming down on my ass.

“You fucking cock-teasing whore, every guy on the street has seen you in those shorts and little short skirts and dreamed of seeing this ass…I am going to enjoy making this ass turn red…!”

Out of the corner of my eye as in a blur, I watched his hand fly toward his target…my ass…! The loud SMACK sounded around the room…as his palm connected with my cheek…than it seem to echoed in the room. I felt my firm tight ass cheek bounced with the blow. I cried out. “BILL please? I’m sorry.” He raised his hand again. This time he struck the other cheek. SMACK “Oh BILL, it hurts!”

“You got to learn who is boss when I am around…you whore…!” SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK By the 10th slap, I could feel the heat coming off my ass. I could even feel it turning red as it was spreading over my ass

I had begun to struggle by the last hit. I was kicking my feet with each blow and wiggling my ass…trying to get away from his hand. Bill saw that I was trying to get up and away and I felt him wrap one of his thighs in one of my legs. But doing this caused my thighs to open wider. I felt air rush over my swollen pussy lips opening. I could also feel his pants grow wet from my dripping pussy. I was still begging him to let me up…that I was sorry…that I would be good to him…!

“You fucking slut, oh no you don’t! You needed a spanking young lady…fuck… a good whore needs to be spanked once a week…! Well you asked for it, now you’re going to get more of it.”

When his hand landed this time; because of my thrashing around it landed on the inner part of my thigh. To my astonishment, my cry was mixed with a loud moan. I also felt my thighs open even more…it was as if by in stink I open my pussy up to him…he had won…!

The next slap hit the other side of my thigh. I moaned and lifted my ass off his lap. “Oh Bill…oh your…oh!” I felt his old thick dick jump as the obvious moan came from my lips. I let his hand slide down and rested it on my ass cheek. I felt his fingers brush against my pussy lips.

“Oh Bill…!” I pushed up and I felt his fingers slid into my slit. I couldn’t believe how wet my pussy was. Even as I ground my ass against his stubby old fingers, I could feel my legs grind against his old hard dick. “Yes Bill…push your fingers in.” I was in a trance. I looked down to the floor and felt the tips of his fingers slid into me. He had pushed about three fingers into my cunt when I moaned.

“Bill, you have already got me hot. I’m almost ready to let you take me right here.” I admits, breaking out of his grasp. “I can’t be….for my actions if you get me any more turned on than this.” Bill took his hand and places it between my legs, “In case you haven’t noticed, you fucking whore…I’m pretty steamed up myself.”

“God damn you Bill…! You going to fuck me…?”

“You bet whore…that little blue pill has kicked in… let’s get to your bedroom.”

I jumped up grabbed my robe in one hand and took his hand with the other and led him up the stairs to our master bedroom. I had to rub my ass as we walked up the steps…I looked back at him with that sly smile on my face…”that spanking made me so hot you nasty thing you…!” He just smiled and gave me a love pat on my ass as we entered the bedroom.

“So this is the place where Tim tries to fuck you…!”

“BILL…what do you mean tries to fuck me…? That is not nice…!”

“Shit…I seen that boys little dick down at the club, in the locker room…in fact I got a grandson who is 10 years old with a bigger dick…baby he is not fucking you…you got him fooled…he just thinks he is…all the men around here knows that your just going with the flow…!”

I got on the bed and lay back on my elbows and watched him undress and saw that pot belly come into view. “So tell me Bill all the others picked you to come test drive the horny cock-teaser…as you call me…!”

“Yap…I am here to test the neighborhood hoe…as the black boys call one like you…!”

The ugly old man with that nasty long cock of his had me taking deep gulps of air…damn him…I was hot to trot. My nipples were rock hard and I spread my legs showing him the wet lips of my under used pussy.

“Fuck girl…you are horny…tell old Bill what you need…!”

“This!” I answers reaching up, grabbing his nasty old cock. “It and you have got me on fire…. On fire for a good fucking…. Come on…. Take me on my husbands bed….you keep calling me a whore…I’ll be your whore…tomorrow I’ll go out and turn tricks for you, if that is what you want…. But, I need you to get it in me…!” I squeezes him again.

“How can I refuse such an offer?” Bill quickly responds.

He stares down at me in awe, his cock bobbing every so often with an involuntary contraction. I shoves two fingers deep into my fold, licking my lips in a slow sensual knowing lick.

“Come on, give it to me. Give it to me now!” Bill crawls onto the bed between my thighs. Reaching between them I grabbed his cock again and guide to the entrance I needed filled. Without hesitation, he slides forward, his cock driving all the way in to the hilt. I moan in response, exhaling all my breath. Bill lies out across me, forcing any remaining air out of my lungs. My eyes close, I gasp for breath, as he searches for my nipples. Finding them, he kisses…sucks…bites and licked on them.

I love the feeling of being totally stretched and my pussy being filled to capacity. It never fails to amaze me that a cock just a little larger than I am use to, can stretch my pussy so completely and deeply. I moan to let him know how wonderful that big cock of his feels. I began to work my pussy…having done this more times than I could count…I milked his cock by squeezing my pussy muscles around it. I know men love that feeling and I am rewarded immediately with Bill’s muffled moans into my breast.

Bill rises up on his arms and compliments, “Your pussy feels so good. You’re so tight. You squeeze me like that, shit I had a whore do that one other time for me…it just drives me wild.”

“I know.” I smiled up at him. “That’s why I do it.” “It feels like you are trying to pull me in even deeper.” “I would if I could, but I think you’re in as deep as my pussy goes.” “I wish my cock was a couple of inches longer,” Bill supposes, pushing into me even harder as if that would give him some more depth.

For the next three hours I was held in the most wonderful state of sexual awareness that I had been in a while! Old Bill’s thick cock and that pill tired this girl out! His big old pot belly and small ass was a sight I would not wish on any women…but his old hard cock was all over and in my body. I became a slave to his dick that morning… He would tease and play with me until my release was about to explode, and then back off. The son-of-a-bitch drove me crazy and into ecstasy.

Tim was 15 years younger than Bill and he couldn’t compare to Bill. I didn’t want the day to end. I wanted Bill to fuck me all day. The pill wore off and the old cock went limp…as he was dressing to leave, I got up to let him out and standing on wobbly legs, hugging my fat old lover around the neck, when he patted my buns and said, “Same time, next week, slut.”

I just smiled and nodded yes…!

To be continued…

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Big Jake

Jake was to come build the new work shop this week and at the last minute Tim called me from work and said he had to go to Miami for a few days to check on one of his real estate projects and did I want to come along for the ride. I could shop, lie in the sun, have room service and use the hotel spa everyday. Let me think do I want to go along just for the ride. Does a bear shit in the woods? Hell I can fake a good fuck when I have to. We spent the week in Miami and I was a good girl, horny all the time, saw a few hunks around the pool and went out dancing one night and did a few spins on the dance floor with a couple hot Latin lovers, god what I could do with them for one night. But I was a good wife, damn it!

We got home the following Monday and Tim saw that old Jake had finished the tool / storage shed and was please with the way the old man had organized the work shop area. Saturday of that week Tim had got home from his golf game and was out in his new work shop when I drove in from being out on a mission of mercy…I had to help keep the economy going I was shopping. When I went out to see Tim and what he was doing…he told me that he had some bad news. Old Jake had died Friday night and his son, Jake Jr. or as the family called him big Jake. Tim said the man stood over 6′ 7″ and had to weight 275# and he said I just missed the son by 5 minutes.

“Oh Tim the poor old guy,” I had tears in my eyes and Tim saw me crying. “Tim that was a fine old man he was one of a kind, I’m going to miss him!” I wiped the tears away, fuck just when I had a good thing going that old bastard up died on me.

“Yap and it seems a few other women will also.”

I looked my hubby, what the fuck is he talking about. “Marca it seems Jake had a few lady friends on the side, ladies he was doing work for, his son just spent the last hour telling me that his father had more than 8 women he was doing handy man stuff for and having sex with them also.

“HE WHAT, HE WAS FUCKING WHO?”

“Marca that’s not like you to use language like that, what got into you?”

“Sorry dear, just felt like he took advantage of me, ah I mean us, working here and I was feeling sorry for him, thinking he was a lonely old man.”

“Will he took advantage of one of the ladies one time to many, seem he was in the act of having sex with one and the husband came home early and shot old Jake in the bedroom of the couples house.”

Tim went on to tell me that old Jake’s son who had his own landscape and lawn service was going to take his place and do repairs and yard work. It seems that old man Jake had only kept about 10 clients and let his son have all the rest. I knew why we were one of the old man’s chosen 10…I guess the other had something going on the side also.

“Marca…I told the son, Big Jake to come around next week and get with you…he needed to meet you since you would be the one he would be dealing with on the yard and repairs… since I am always gone…! Oh it seems Mr. Jake might have suffered a slight heart attack sometime within past few months!”

“Oh and he kept working?”

“It seems the old guy had a girl friend and was doing her and about 2 or 3 hours later fell over at home. he came clean when the doctor pushed him as to what he had been up to that caused him to suffer his 5th or 6th attack in the last 5 years!”

“So that was when he told the doctor he had been with a woman? Ah, did he, ah did he say who it was?”

“Big Jake his son just said it was one his customers. Damn I bet it was some old woman who was not getting any at home and old Jake was taking care of her!”

Tim chuckled and I smiled like yap that is funny.

I just nodded and didn’t say much about it…this may be just what I needed to get a fresh start and get back on the right road to being a perfect wife. A week to 10 days went by when one morning around 9 a truck pulled up and a black man with 2 Mexicans got out and started getting mowers and weed eaters out of the truck…who the hell is that? Oh that must be old Jake’s son and his crew to do the yard. Three men…poor old Jake took half a day to do the place…these guys will be gone in an hour. Dressed in my usual house attire of shorts and a skimpy top…today it was a halter top and it made my 40 DD hard to hide. Best I go out to introduce myself to old Jake’s son. I saw the tall black guy head to the back yard and I went out the patio French doors.

“Hello,” I spoke to him over the noise of the mower, as I put my hand out to shake his. “I am Marca…and you are…?”

“Ms. Marca I am Big Jake…will Jake Jr.”

He was checking me out as he tried to make small talk about the yard and what his father had told him what I like before he died. Damn I wonder did he tell everything!

As he explained all this my eyes could not help but notice his muscular chest beneath the white tee shirt he wore. His calves and thighs were also well sculpted, I noted. I felt a tingle I shouldn’t, not when talking to a new hired help…god no girl…don’t go there. Perhaps it was the way he looked at me, or the softness of his voice. I do not mean to imply that he was coming on to me in any way. I could sense electricity in the air as we spoke. Our small talk ended and he went about his business. I, however, had lost all ability to concentrate on my house work, preferring to sneak glances at Big Jake as he and the two short fat Mexicans worked.

Over the course of the next three month, I found myself eagerly anticipating ‘lawn care days’. I would be sure to look my best when I knew Big Jake would be about, and I found myself having naughty ideas about him in places of his father. I don’t feel guilty about what I had done with the old man…I was just fantasized about the old black men. I wonder if it was true…like father like son…! I certainly had no intention of ever acting on them…I got past the wild few times I had with old man Jake and Tim never found out…why push it…no way…!.

Than one day the bathroom sink had a leak under the counter and I called Old Jake’s number with out thinking and a recording came on telling me to leave my name and number. An hour later I got a call from Big Jake and I told him my problem and he said he would be at my place in the morning. That night I told Tim about the problem in the guest bathroom and that Jake’s son was coming in the morning to fix it…or he was sending someone. Than, like most married couples while in bed in the dark; Tim wanted to talk.

“Damn that son of his is a big guy…did you get to see him?”

“Yes I met him a few weeks ago…he has a crew with him so they are all business here and gone in an hour…poor old Jake took all day!” (One hour working…two hours fucking me) I was impressed with him the first time he came by with his father…very professional…looked like a guy who was a linebacker in the NFL…I bet he pumps iron…!”

Than Tim was feeling horny…as always the first thing he did when he wants some ass is reach over, and give my breast a gentle squeeze. He whispered, “You have me hard baby…god I been thinking about you all day…thinking of your beauty…I know other men look and want what I have…!”

I could feel that little prick of his growing to its full length…all four-inches and I got a knot in my stomach…wow oh boy all for me…damn luck…! He climbed on top of me, inserted that small cock in my almost wet pussy and started his nightly calisthenics

“I love you, too, honey.” I responded and turned to kiss him so we could get this over with. “Tim…what you just said…a minute ago…does it turn you on to know that other men look at me…think about having me?”

“Oh Marca…don’t say that…I know it’s wrong on my part…I see them looking…yes…I get excited thinking about it. You…them watching…!”

I was surprised he said that much…I notice the expansion in my pussy lips…hell it was turning me on to think that Tim might watch me fuck some stud. Tim never changed the position he fuck’s me in the, as always the missionary position. I was the one who had to make our sex life more than just a quick fuck. Tim can’t last past 5 minutes on a good night…some times he can’t get it in before he shoots off on my fold or stomach.

There is seldom any sound to his sex except for his grunting when he was close to losing his wad. Once he empties his cum into my pussy, he turns over and falls right to sleep. I lie there with the desire to touch myself so that I can feel fulfilled.
‘Damn Tim was thinking of me fucking some hunk…where could this lead to…!’ In the dark…I reached over to my night stand and got one of my toys from the bottom drawer…got up and went to the bathroom and completed the job that Tim had left unfinished.

I looked at the toy in the bathroom when I turned on the light and saw I had picked up the black one. I finally satisfied myself thinking of fucking a big black hunk…! I climbed in bed next to my unconscious husband, and slept very sound. I woke just as Tim was going out our bedroom and he saw me setup and I smiled at him as I stretched and climbed out of bed to go Pee.

“Marca what time is Jake’s son coming?\” Oh shit that big guy is due here at 9…”Soon …bye honey sees you tonight…call me if you have time…love you…!”
I had my shower did a few touch up’s on shaving my legs and mound…did my make up, hair and was ready to see the world…or ready for the world to see me. I put on a pair of shorts and a matching top…this was a sexy looking set of very, very short shorts and a tight matching tank top. I stood in front of my full length mirror and saw that the outline of my pussy lips showed though the thin material and needless to say my nipples were like head lights on high beam. A pair of 3 inch corked sandals rounded off the look…the heels gave my ass that nice full look as it made it stand out.

He was very punctual. The doorbell rang at exactly 8:45. I opened the door and said, “Morning Jake…nice to see you again! Please come in.” My smile was wide and his look told me he liked the effect I had made to look hot and sexy. “I am doing great Ms. Marca…that is what my father said he called you…is that right Ms. Marca…!”

“Yes…he does…do…!”

“By the way all my friends call me Big Jake…that way we know who in the family you are talking about…!”

“Oh…ok…Big Jake it is…!”

“Let me show you which sink I have the problem with…!” With that Big Jake picked up his tool box and followed me up the stairs and I could feel his eyes on my ass as I made my way up the steps and I did put a little extra into my wiggle. I showed him the bathroom and got down on all fours to point out where it was leaking…I felt the shorts run up my ass crack and with no underwear on I knew he saw my cheeks full and round. I got up and turned away to walk out of the room for him to do his thing…I made sure he got a good look at me before I walked away. I glanced back over my shoulder and saw him quickly look away. I knew I had his interest completely and smiled. I went to my bedroom to make up the bed and start cleaning up my bath.

Some of you may ask what I don’t have a maid to do all this…will I have a woman come in twice a month to do a full cleaning and this makes it easy for me to do light clean in between her heavy duty cleaning.

About 45 minutes later Big Jake knocked on my door and called out…”Ms. Marca I’m all finished…!” I came out of the bath room wiping my hands on a towel and said to him. “How much do I make the check for…?” He looked at me and I could see the look he was giving me…like father like son…!

“Oh you can pay me the same way you always paid dad…that is good enough with me…!” Oh…he knew…old man Jake had told him…be cool girl.

“That was always a check…!”

“My dad said he enjoyed the way you paid him for the work he did on your work shed…!”

Oh Jesus Christ…. I froze…I was at a lost for words. “In fact Ms. Marca why don’t we just take some time and talk about how much work you will be needing me to do, when, and how…!” By this time he had walked up next to me and stood towering over me. He reached for my breast and said, “Dad said you had a nice set of tits for a married woman and your ass isn’t bad either. I got news for Dad…you is fine… married or not…you are built for it…as he said you were.”
I blushed and said, “Thank you I guess…so your father told you everything…?”

“Yes ma\’am, even my crew has it bad for you…when I heard you made dad feel young again…I knew I had to start doing your yard and repairs…!”

“Well, Big Jake…is your cock as big as your father’s?”

“Yaw wants to see if I come from the same stock…?” Marca you better say no girl…if he is like old man Jake…you’re a goner. You know you can’t turn him down…better say no.

“Yes, love to see it…I guess we have a deal…same as your father and I had…!” Ms Marca if that’s all right with you, it will be just fine with me!”

He took off his belt and dropped his pants and when he did the most massive prick I had ever seen fell from his body. It had to be at least twelve inches long. I was in awe. My god he had old man Jake beat by 4 inches it seemed. I wanted to touch it and see how it felt. I wanted to lick it and see how it tasted and I wanted to put it in my wet pussy and know what it felt like to be humped with something that large.

Jake reached down to the floor and got his tape measure off his belt, “Here sweet thing check to see if it is big enough for you.”

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Tim my little dick lover

Tim and I had found each other! If there was such a thing as soul mates, then that was us in a nutshell. I was the sick puppy and he was more stable one who recognized a kindred spirit in the face of this fallen slut, he just did not know I had fallen let alone how far I had gone. Tim’s potency and value to me would not be in the bedroom or his own cock or the ability to provide me with a better bull than what I been use to the last 15 years. After my one night stand with the college hunk I tried to keep away from that life that I once had and be the good wife that Tim wanted. That is like keeping milk from a baby, or drugs from…oh you get the picture.

On the days that Tim had put in long hours at the office and was beat, I knew that having sex was away to get some of the tension off him, but having him perform that night was out of the question so on theses nights I would be the good wife and just get him off the easy way. I was in to giving a BJ but half the time it was just a hand job. Being an ex model at the age of 29 when we married and with this body that men drooled over I had it all and I took full advantage of my new life. Married to a man who was in his 50’s did have its down side.

Tim and I like most married couples fell into the same old routine each night when he got home from work. I would have him take a shower and get ready for bed and than have Tim lay down on the bed naked. I sat along side him, also naked. Looking down on his genitals, they appeared even smaller each time I played with it. They seemed, over the months to be literally disappearing. After some of the big bull men I had sucked and played with since I first had sex with as a teenager, it looked like he had just a couple of little marbles.

I tried to play with Tim’s little nub of a penis by first clasping it between my thumb and forefinger and gently pulling on it. I would almost start laughing as I did this, because the way the little thing would stretch reminded me of old cartoons of a bird trying to pull a worm out of its hole. I was trying to pull this worm into a hole.

After pulling on it a little, to no avail, I would begin to flick it back and forth with my index finger. As I did this, I could see his arousal building. His balls were now so little they seemed to be contracting into him. It was as if he had none any more. Then came the grunting, I knew this meant he was getting off, but I saw no cream. Then quickly a drop flicked off the tip of the little peanut that was all that was left of the strong man I had married.

I took a single tissue from the box on the night table and dabbed up the drop of semen on Tim’s little shaft and the small drop that ran down to his stomach. I touched the tip of his tiny nub with it also.

“All done,” I said. He would smile and nod yes and let out a deep breath he seemed to be holding. “Tim baby was it good for you?” He was so beat on these nights that he would be asleep in just a few minutes. I would look and play with his little worm, just trying to see if I could get it up, knowing it was not going to do me any good if I did get it up.

“How pathetic,” I thought.

I was once told by a professor that I had at TCU, that in the animal kingdom the strong male is always the dominate male in the pack, herd, troop and all the other names you have for a group. The ape, which is our nearest relation in the animal world, has a philosophy that runs somewhat similarly. The professor explained this to me. There is one male in the pack that dominates the entire female harem. That male is the alpha male.

The alpha male in the ape world is the strongest and biggest and has all the females. He recognizes and tolerates the presence of inferior males, but he will never allow them to challenge him. He is a masterful pack leader, and dominates his females well.

It means he can have and fuck any female he wants and they want him because of his power. When it comes to sex my husband is not an alpha male, he is more on the other end of the chart way down on the end. He has to be that poor ape that sets in the tree and jerks off as he watches the alpha –give them cock- fucks all the females. I wonder if all the females get together later and talk about the big orgasm they had with him. Do you think they look at the other males, point to their little worm, and laugh at them?

On the other hand, when it comes to brains and I Q my Tim is an alpha male, stands head, and shoulders above the rest. We humans have a different standard when it comes to picking a mate. But when I have a big cock humping me better than my poor little dick hubby ever could; the fact that he is even in my life will become… insignificant. When I am with a big cock stud all I can think about is his big cock, and how beautiful it is. I end up confessing to myself how much of a disappointment Tim is in bed and how badly I wanted the gorgeous cock that is inside me at the time. I always end up worshipping the studs cock and I fall in love with it, not him just the cock. I give myself to him completely, at that moment just for the sex, his cock.

I know that I married Tim for all the “right” reasons; he found me attractive, I found him successful and intelligent. I know that he knew that he could probably never find another woman like me. (Looked like me.) He was happy accepting me in to his world because I am that Trophy wife all men want to acquire. I had gone into this marriage trying to be a perfect wife a good homemaker and one great lover.

That all changed with the confession I had with myself of my need for a full size male an alpha male when it comes to sex. I knew long before we talked about marriage that Tim could ever hope to compare with what an alpha (big cock) male has done for me.

I feel like one of the female apes who are in need of the alpha male. I worshipped that cock. There is nothing like it. I almost beg for it. Each time the stud penetrates me, it is like the first time. It is as if I have never had a big cock. It is like, something that I have never seen or felt before. I suppose that it is because I am use to little Tim.

With Tim, I had no problem at all doing a deep throat on him. Giving Tim a BJ was like sucking on a finger, and not a fat finger. Most of my past male friends were so much bigger and longer then Tim could even hope to be. I think in a way I was obsessed with that, I kept comparing my Tim to other men I had in my past. How much fuller my mouth was with this man, how much longer is this stud than Tim is. I was doing that from the time I let Tim have some sex, about 3 months after I first met him. I could have compared him to my first three hundred lovers in my date file and he would lose to each; I guess our sex life together was so bad that is was an easy comparison to make.

The other problem with Tim is that he ejaculates to quickly, a problem he said he had with his first wife. Many a night I would fondle his limp little cock in my fingers, and half the time receiving no response. Then I put it in my mouth and sucked gently. I kneaded and swished with my tongue on the warm worm-like organ. With one hand I fondled the sad sac that was my husband’s scrotum; with the other I fingered his ass hole. I worked and worked at this limp worm…wet rope…after a few minutes with the limp cock in my mouth, I felt something give. Quickly Tim’s little dick got hard and filled my mouth with its small dimensions. I worked at the tip and the underside, gently simulating the thrusting of a vagina by moving my head up and down.

For all the time it took to get my poor husband hard, it was over quickly. I tasted the salty pre-orgasmic juice, than my mouth became awash in raw cum. I drew my head away, drawing a bead of semen. I swallowed hard, sucking the string of cream in like a strand of spaghetti. Those nights that I was horny (that seem to be every night) I would try and get him to slip it in. I would come to bed after doing my face and find Tim half a sleep or reading some report for a meeting he might have the next day. I would slip in bed without him noticing and began to stroke his chest with my French nails. I pressed my big 40 DD breast up against him.

“I want you baby,” I whispered in his ear and moved my lips closer to his.

I could see I was going to have to take control. I needed it bad tonight and I was not going to let Tim fall asleep on me again. I moved down under the sheets. I reached into his boxers, and took his soft little cock into my hands. I heard Tim breath deep and after a few minutes of sucking kissing and stroking, I felt him getting hard. I licked my lips, and licked the tip of his little boy dick.

“Get it up for me honey,” I said with lust. Hoping this was one of the nights he could get it up and stay up. I opened my mouth wide and took his semi-hard cock deep into my mouth. I began sucking him feverishly until he was hard. It wasn’t long before I could feel that Tim was close to going off. I stopped, glanced at Tim and saw him with his eyes closed and mouth open.

Just in the nick of time I thought to myself. If he came now that would be it for the night. I rose up to meet Tim’s lips to kiss him. I made sure I had some pre-cum on my lips when I kissed him. I wanted…I needed to feel him…even if it was little… inside me. I turned my back to him, facing his feet I pull down his boxers to his knees and than lowered my self over his stiff little we-we…god he was small. I took his little toy canyon and slowly slid him inside my wet pussy. I could hear Tim moaning and felt his body tensing up, trying to hold back. I stayed still until I felt it in as far as he could get it.

He has got to be ready by now, I thought to myself. I started to ride Tim’s little dick hard. I was on my feet bracing myself with my hands on his legs. The room echoed with the sounds of my ass slapping hard against his body. I turned and open my eyes to see my reflection in the mirror across the room. This turned me on more, seeing me bouncing on my husband…his cock going in and out of me.

“Shit, I’m coming, oh yes baby…oh yes Marca…I am coming…!”

I began to fuck him harder, trying to get off myself. It was too late, he went soft. I got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. When I returned Tim was dead asleep.

“Fuck…! Fuck…! Fuck…! Will that calls for a trip to the mall tomorrow…!”

To be continued…

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Ms Marca and my cuckold hubby (Part 5)

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Big Jake

“Yap and it seems a few other women will also.”

“HE WHAT, HE WAS FUCKING WHO?”

“Marca that’s not like you to use langues like that, what got into you?”

“Sorry dear, just felt like he took advantage of me, ah I mean us, working here and I was feeling sorry for him, thinking he was a lonely old man.”

“Will he took advangaes of one of the ladies one time to many, seem he was in the act of having sex with one and the husband came home early and shot old Jake in the bedroom of the couples house.”

Tim went on to tell me that old Jake’s son who had his own landscape and lawn service was going to take his place and do repairs and yard work. It seems that old man Jake had only kept about 10 clients and let his son have all the rest. I knew why we were one of the old man\’s chosen 10…I guess the other had something going on the side also.

“Oh and he kept working?”

“So that was when he told the doctor he had been with a woman? Ah, did he, ah did he say who it was?”

“Big Jake his son just said it was one his customers. Damn I bet it was some old woman who was not getting any at home and old Jake was taking care of her!”

Tim chuckled and I smiled like yap that is funny.

I just nodded and didn’t say much about it…this may be just what I needed to get a fresh start and get back on the right road to being a perfect wife. A week to 10 days went by when one morning around 9 a truck pulled up and a black man with 2 Mexicans got out and started getting mowers and weed eaters out of the truck…who the hell is that? Oh that must be old Jake’s son and his crew to do the yard. Three men…poor old Jake took half a day to do the place…these guys will be gone in an hour. Dressed in my usual house attire of shorts and a skimpy top…today it was a halter top and it made my 40DD hard to hide. Best I go out to introduce myself to old Jake’s son. I saw the tall black guy head to the back yard and I went out the patio French doors.

“Hello,” I spoke to him over the noise of the mower, as I put my hand out to shake his. “I am Marca…and you are…?”

“Ms. Marca I am Big Jake…will Jake Jr.”

He was checking me out as he tried to make small talk about the yard and what his father had told him what I like before he died. Damn I wonder did he tell everything!

“Damn that son of his is a big guy…did you get to see him?”

“Oh Marca…don’t say that…I know it’s wrong on my part…I see them looking…yes…I get excited thinking about it. You…them watching…!”

“Yes…he does…do…!”

“By the way all my friends call me Big Jake…that way we know who in the family you are talking about…!”

“Oh…ok…Big Jake it is…!”

“Oh you can pay me the same way you always paid dad…that is good enough with me…!” Oh…he knew…old man Jake had told him…be cool girl.

“That was always a check…!”

“My dad said he enjoyed the way you paid him for the work he did on your work shed…!”

“Yes ma\’am, even my crew has it bad for you…when I heard you made dad feel young again…I knew I had to start doing your yard and repairs…!”

“Well, Big Jake…is your cock as big as your father’s?”

“Yaw wants to see if I come from the same stock…?” Marca you better say no girl…if he is like old man Jake…youre a goner. You know you can\’t turn him down…better say no.

“Yes, love to see it…I guess we have a deal…same as your father and I had…!” Ms Marca if that’s all right with you, it will be just fine with me!”

Jake reached down to the floor and got his tape messure off his belt, “Here sweet thing check to see if it is big enough for you.”

I took the tape and ran it the full length of his black monster, oh my god.

I didn’t even bother to ask his permission, I just took that cock in my hand as I went to my knees and stuck it in my mouth. It was immense and stretched my lips wide. It tasted a little salty, maybe he had cum recently. But I liked the taste. I licked it and stroked it…

I looked up at him as I had my mouth full of his dark meat and the look on his face told it all…we had a deal…so much for my saying no. “Damn dad said you love cock…big cock and I think he was right about you enjoying sex to the fullest.” I nodded as I took both hands to his shaft and balls pulled back some to get a deep breath and not looking at him I said. “Your wife must have a nice pussy too, I’m sure. You and your wife go at it a lot…?”

“I am not married!”

“Oh…I see…!”

“So if you are thinking about some wife getting in our way… I am pretty free to come see you everyday…if you need me…!”

“Ms. Marca…my father said you have got the greatest cunt that a woman could have.”

“Oh, Jake…I mean Big Jake I think your dad was just saying that…!”.

“Does your husband know just how hot a fuck you are woman?”

“Oh…look you got to know… I love my husband. He is the most wonderful man in the world. But, he just can’t keep up with my needs in our bedroom…his sex is not that good….you get my drift…!”

“So my dad said…you need it big like we got…right baby…?”

“He can’t give me the orgasms that shake my world. I’m sure that if he knew that I had others to take his place he would die…male thing you know…I don’t love anyone but my Tim…But I need what only a big cock can give me.”

Jesus…my pussy began to throb with anticipation. I stood and moved to my bed that I had just stripped the sheets off. “How good you are with that beautiful instrument you have between your legs,” I said as I sat back on the bed and pulled my top off and rested on my elbows. He reached down and pulled my shorts off my ass and down my long tanned legs.

“Just leave them there, I am not going to need them for a while,” and he took off the rest of his things. “Do we need a condom…I am clean…god tell me you are…but don’t lie…!”

“Nothing big boobs…I am clean…nothing…!”

When he was undressed…I saw him in his full nude hard black body…a black Greek god…shit he had it all…his muscles had muscles…and a cock to go with all this. With his shirt off he revealed to me a massive chest without a hair on it and a six-pack stomach. I was more than impressed. My entire body craved having his black physique explore me and make me one of his hoes. My juices started trickling down my legs. As big as he was, physically and sexually, he was very gentle when he begins. He took it slow, kissing my breasts…sucking on my nipples, licking my shaved pussy.

He looked up between my legs and told me he liked his woman to be clean shaven…my pussy was pretty and soft.

“I’m glad you like it that way,” I said, “It makes my clit easier to find.”

“Oh, I likes that, I do! I’m going to kiss it for a while, are until you beg me to stop…!” I smiled and spread my legs. Big Jake unlike his father liked oral…doing it on me…! He had a nice strong tongue and he knew exactly how to use it. He flicked my clit and swirled that tongue around the inside of my pussy. He sucked on my clit and fingered it and he flicked it with his tongue some more. He flicked that wonderful pink flipper in and out of my pussy like it was the head of a penis and my juices flowed begging for more. I had four strong orgasms just from his tongue and we were only starting.

Then he took a break from my moist pussy and explored my breast, gently like they were delicate flowers he ran his tongue over the nipples and they became erect and hard. He sucked the nipples and nipped them between his teeth. It tingled, hurt a little, and felt good. Big Jake tried to take the whole breast into his mouth and sucked it in and out for about five minutes.

He was fingering my pussy at the same time, keeping it wet and the juices flowing. I could feel my clit growing harder and I was eager to feel that big black cock in my hot, wet pussy. I pushed my pelvis towards his hand as he fingered me, letting him know I wanted more and he took the hint. I felt his penis become larger and stiffer and I moaned with anticipation of it entering my waiting cavity.

I reached down to feel his cock…god he was thick…and the head was like a big plum setting on his dark log. I wondered if it would even make it past the lips of my small cavity. Hell it would…never had one yet that couldn’t get it in. It certainly had been a while since I had anything that large in there; not even my massive dildo was that big.

He reached down, pushed my hand away and inserted the head of his penis in the mouth of my vagina. It was hard and when he applied pressure on it I could feel the fold slip inward as he pushed a couple of inches in. It felt big…warm… then hot and then as it made its way into me; I felt fantastic. I wanted to keep this feeling deep inside of me. I wanted this pleasure to last. Finally, I let out a loud moan and he smiled. “You like that, Ms. Marca,” he asked me. “You like the feel of that big cock in that tight little pussy of yours? I know I like that tight little pussy around my big dick.”

“Oh yes, Jake, I like that a lot. You may be the only one who thinks my pussy is tight and little…!”

“You will be broken in before long…that husband of yours may just need to jerk off after you had me a few times…!”

“Damn Jake your nasty…I love it when you talk to me like that. Now fuck me good…you big dick ass hole…fuck me like a whore…like the whore I am…! Go on stretch my pussy so that only your dick will make me happy.”

At that he lifted his buttocks and began to pump in slow long strokes into my now enlarging pussy. It made my walls stretched beyond anyone else before him…my god he was big thick…yet it felt so amazing. It seemed his whole penis would not fit into my pussy. I tried to help it go deeper by ramming my pelvis towards him as he came towards me but I could see we might need to do this a few times before we got it right…thank god…! I screamed, and moaned and clawed at him for more. I didn’t want him to stop.

He was good and he had stamina. He wasn’t a five minute wonder like Tim. For the next three hours he pounded my sore, swollen pussy with that beautiful cock of his. He was fucking my pussy until I was raw. I did it on top of him…on all fours…standing…him setting in a chair…me standing bent over dog style…on the floor on his back on my back…spoon style…69…! I had more orgasms in those three hours than I had in the past three months with Tim. My cunt was filled to the top with his cream. Finally Jake collapsed, all of his seed exhausted. He lay on top of me; his massive cock shrinking back to a limp stage…if one that size can shrink. He rolled off my convulsing body and lay next to me. We rested for about ten-minutes.

He turned to me and said, “Do you need me twice a month…or once a week…by the way…your paid up for the month on the lawn and any minor repairs…!”

I laughed out loud, set up on my elbow and looked down at his long limp black snake…”We better just make this once a month…but…I do get to take half a day to pay my bill don’t I…?”

“I knew you’d be good at that,” he said, and got up and dressed and I watched him zip his pants up.

I chuckled and turned to him. “Your father told you all about me…I think he told you too much…you know me better than I thought you did.”

He started toward the bedroom door…stopping to put his boots on. “I know a lot more than you think I do.” When I felt strong enough, I crawled off the bed, put on a robe and walked to my bath…as I went into the bath…I called out to him…”Jake let yourself out…see you in a week or so…are sooner if something breaks…!” I went and took a long hot bubble bath and rested my over worked pussy and my butt was sore…god he had squeezed my butt so much I might have bruises on it. Time got away from me and I knew Tim would be home soon. When I finished soaking, I went and started dinner and when Tim arrived I met him at the door with a big kiss. “You seem happy today, honey,” he said.

“Yes, I had a good day, sweetheart,” I told him, “and I fixed your favorite dinner. I hope you’re hungry.”

“I’m starved, ” he said as we sat down to eat. He obviously didn’t even notice the gentle way I sat my sore ass down. After dinner we talked of his day and he asked about mine. I lied and told him that I just did house stuff and talked on the phone with my girls and I had a great bitch session.

He asked, “So are you real tired?”

I said, “No, not really, but I’m horny for you. Will you take me upstairs and eat me and then fuck me with your marvelous dick?” I knew this would get him excited.

He smiled, stood up, lifted me into his arms, and carried me upstairs. He threw me onto the bed and ripped off his clothes; then he ripped off mine. He bent over to kiss me and I let him lick my mouth for a short time. Then I spread my legs and pushed his head toward my pussy.

“Lick those lips for a while,” I cooed. “And make sure you French kiss that pussy…I feel wicked!”

He said, “Yum, we haven’t done this in a while…!”

He licked the outside, around my clit until it got hard and started to throb with excitement. He sucked my clit and licked it.

I started rhythmically pumping my hips towards his face. I wanted his tongue to fuck my pussy and him to lick Big Jake’s new pussy partner…me. My movements excited him and his tongue finally made its way into the gaping hole that was once my tight little pussy. He flicked and slurped and sucked up any cream I might have missed when I cleaned up…I felt as if I got it all…but as deep as Jake was, some might still be coming down my tunnel.

I was thinking of that thick seed that Jake had deposited into what was once Tim’s tight little pussy. I climaxed with a convulsion as Tim ate me out. I think it must have been the knowledge that he had no idea he might be sucking a black, man’s cream…if I had any left…in my pussy. It was pleasing me to have him do so. For the first time since our first few weeks of marriage, I felt fulfilled somewhat…by Tim. To return the favor I just jerked him off…that didn’t take long…we both slept well that night.

The next morning the cycle began again. Tim was really happy that morning; he had not gotten a hand job from me in a week or so. He kept saying, “You were wonderful last night.” I smiled and said, “So were you, I needed you to go down on me more than just once in awhile, it felt delicious.” “Marca I’d do that for you every night if you wanted.”

“Mmmmmm,” I sighed, “that would be really nice.”

To be continued….

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