I don't know what was coming over me but I kissed him again. Soon our tongues were playing in our mouths and I was sucking on his tongue like I used to do.

I was wearing a nice spring dress, top to bottom all blue and yellow flowers, coming just below my knees and not a bit of cleavage. Petticoats flared it out and, if I do say so myself, made my figure look great.

Then I felt his hands wandering over my chest. Even through all my clothes it was a wonderful feeling. Even though I was getting nervous, I let him kiss me on the neck. Electricity flooded through me. Finally, I pushed him away, looking about warily.

"We can't be doing this. People will see us," I said. Then we were kissing again and those oddly familiar hands were on my breasts again. I broke away again.

I looked around to see if someone might be coming up the path. So far no one. The woods were pretty thick off to the right and led down toward a creek. I took his hand and let him down the hill. Out of sight of the trail, we stopped and kissed again. His hands cupped my breasts and he tried to reach below my waist, but all he could do was push the skirts between my legs.  My dress was proving to be a problem because i had so many layers on and this wasn't exactly the place to take it off. His shorts on the other hand were not a problem and I could stroke him through his clothes. Oh I wanted him.

I was thinking I would have to lean against a tree, but then we found a log he could sit on. I pushed him down and stood looking at him with desire in my eyes.

I reached behind and unzipped my dress as far as I could. I slipped out of the sleeves.

Then I pulled myslip down off my chest and reached back again to unclip my bra.

I threw my bra to him and reached under my skirts to pull off my pantyhose. I was in a teasing mood so I draped them over his head.

"Mmmm. Smells like someone is excited," he said. It was true. I was soaked through.

"Looks like she's not the only one."

I reached under and slipped off my panties. I laid them right over the bulge in his shorts. He still couldn't see anything down below.

Then I leaned over and unzipped his shorts. His cock felt even better through the cotton of his jockeys.

When it popped out as I pulled them down, I noticed that it hadn't changed since I last saw it years ago. I wrapped my panties around it and started rubbing again.

"Oh, that feels good," he said.

"I've got something that feels better," I said, and I held up my skirt and petticoats so he could see all of me. Or as much of me as possible with my dress in that state. I don't shave, except my legs all winter long, so I had a nice bush for him.

I pushed him back on the log and straddled him and the log. My skirts fell back over him. Reaching through the side of my hem, I held his cock upright and positioned myself over him. His hands were carressing my bare breasts -- oh it felt so good when he gently twirled my nipples. I was using his cock to tease my clit and he was sighing as he felt my wetness all up and back on my pussy.

Then I just wanted all of him. I got my vagina over him and -oooooh yessss-slid down over him. My skirts were balooning in ripples as we fucked. I know he couldn't see anything but my bouncing boobs, but he was bucking like a horse up into me every time I dropped down on him. I was having a beautiful orgasm out there in nature. I don't think anyone could hear my moaning; at least I hope so.

Married men don't carry condoms in their wallets and I certainly didn't carry one to church. So it wasn't long before I felt his intensity peak and then the throbbing in his cock and his juices pulsing into me. Oh my god it was good. He was able to keep going long after he finished until eventually what was left of his cock popped out of me. 

"I never cheated before," he said, looking guilty.  I didn't say anything because I couldn't make the same claim.

"I better get home," he said. "Carol will wonder what happened to me." I must have stood up too fast because I had to wipe my leg off with a kleenex, two, three. I put on my panties and bra and stuffed the panty hose in my purse. I let him leave first so we wouldn't be seen coming back to the trail together.

And that was that.  Except that wasn't that. We found more convenient times to meet for the next several months. I had to clean up real well because I knew my husband would want to finish off the weekend in style.

From the first day of their marriage, Michael had been squeamish, finicky, prudish when it came to sex. It almost seemed as if he looked upon sex as debasing, distasteful, a painful duty to perform. And gradually he had shown, he had made it clear, that he wasn't interested in sex.

When was the last time we did it? she asked herself. Two weeks ago? Again, she gave out a wry chuckle. And even then, it was ... She wagged her head as she thought about it. Michael had mounted her, had given her a dozen strokes, shot his load, and then had rolled off her. And that had been it.

Hammering sounds from the porch interrupted her thought. She walked to the kitchen screen door and looked out. Gerald Lamons was hard at work, repairing a section of the parsonage porch.

Cassie watched the carpenter for a moment, and she felt a tingle run over her and a warmth that was centered in her breasts and between her thighs. He wore a tank-top and cutoff jeans. He was husky and muscular, and his neck, arms and legs glowed with a light sheen of perspiration. She felt a fizzy tingling run up and down her body; her heart beat faster and her throat and lips were suddenly dry.

She opened the screen door and said, "About time for a break, isn't it? Would you like some iced tea?"

He looked up, smiled, and said, "You read my mind."

He entered the kitchen, wiping his brow. "I should have the porch done today, late this afternoon anyway."

"About how much do you think the total will be?" Cassie asked as she poured him a glass of tea.

"Not that much," he said. "It's mainly been a job of building on supports to the porch and the steps. I will have put in a total of about eight hours labor, and with the cost of materials, it should come to about two hundred dollars."

They sat at the kitchen table and sipped tea.

"Do you know who or what or how to bill it?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'll give Mr. Chanson the final bill today, and the church itself will pay me."

"Hmm, well, the thing is, Mr. Chanson, he ... he probably won't be back till this evening. He's gone, left this morning. He's usually gone all day."

"Usually gone all day?" Gerald asked.

"Yeah. Most days he's gone--all day ... and sometimes part of the evening."

"No problem, with the bill. I can leave it with you."

"Would you like another glass of tea?" she asked.

He nodded. "Best tea I've had in quite a while. Hits the spot."

He watched her as she got up and went to the fridge, and he felt a stirring in his groin.

Cassie was in her early twenties, fair-skinned, with brownish-blonde hair and blue-green eyes. She was quite pretty and shapely. He felt his prick stiffening.

She was a looker, all right--and married to a preacher. What a waste.

He took a swig of iced tea and observed her more closely. She had a melancholy look on her face, and every once and a while he heard a distinct sigh come from her lips.

His cock grew stiff, rising and poking at his pants.

He drained his glass and stood. "Well, I'd better get back to work. Thanks for the tea. It did the trick."

Cassie looked at him and her gaze was drawn down to his crotch. His prick throbbed and poked at his jeans. His hard-on could clearly be seen. She gulped and a thumping feeling came from her tummy and ran up to her throat. She swallowed and ran the tip of her tongue across her inner lips. She suddenly realized she was so horny she couldn't stand it. Even her heart was thumping.

"Any time you want to--uh--you know, take a break and get a drink, the tea's in the fridge--just help yourself." Her voice came out rasping and husky.

He smiled and nodded. "Thanks." He went back outside.

Cassie went to the living room and lay down on the sofa. Her whole body was tingling, heart thudding, and her breasts and the little secret place between her thighs was so warm, almost hot.

She thought about her husband, her marriage, their sex life ... and Gerald. He was so husky and muscular; and his ... his "thing" between his legs was so--big and stiff.

Almost without thinking, she slowly moved her hands down her body and began softly caressing herself, stroking her tummy, her thighs. She brushed a hand up under her blouse and lightly touched a breast. A warm glowing feeling ran forth pervading her whole body. She began breathing unevenly, almost raggedly. She gulped and ran her hand over her breast, caressing the mound. She gasped at the feeling. She ran her hands all over her breasts, rubbing them. Oh, it felt so good.

She brushed a hand down, down to her thighs and to between her legs. She ran a palm over her pussy and gasped at the sensation. She stroked harder and a groan escaped her lips. She spread her thighs and began briskly stroking her cunt with one hand and with the other rubbing her breasts.

The feeling was heavenly. "Oh, ah," she breathed out hotly. "Oh, it feels so good," she murmured huskily.

Gerald worked for a little while, and then decided to get a drink. He entered the kitchen and went to the fridge, poured a glass of tea and swigged it. Then he heard sounds coming from the living room; groaning, moaning, ragged gasping sounds.

He walked to the living room and stopped short. There was Mrs. Chanson lying on the couch, gasping and panting, her eyes closed, legs spread, rubbing her breasts and stroking between her legs.

He walked to the sofa, swiping at his cock. Cassie opened her eyes and saw him standing over her. She looked agog at him as he took out his prick. It was big, stiff and throbbing. Without uttering a word, he mounted her, raked her panties down and off, and pushed forward. He grasped her buttocks and drove his hard cock into her pussy. He groaned and she gasped as he dug his dick up her cunt.

With one continuous stroke, he stuffed every inch of his long thick prick in her pussy. "Oh god--ohh, unh!" she cried as his huge cock slid up her quim. He was filling her up--filling her pussy up as it had never been filled before. Flaming stinging barbs stabbed up her channel, up her tummy, all the way to her swollen throbbing breasts.

He huffed as he jammed the final inch of his prick in her cunt. Her pussy was deliciously minty and snug; it gripped his rod like a vise.

He pulled back a few inches, clutched her rump, and then jabbed his entire dick forward. She reared up, cried out, and wrapped her arms and legs around him as his cockhead crammed into the core of her cunt.

Back and forth, up and down, he jammed his prick in her pussy, pumping his meat in her cunt.

"Fuck!" he called out to her. "Fuck, baby, fuck!"

"Oh god--it's been so long! Ahh--unh--ahh!" she cried out in passionate pleasure, heaving her pelvis up, hunching her quim to meet his lusty thrusts.

He slammed it to her, screwing her hard and fast. His big hard dick pounded her cunt like a piston.

"Ohh--ahh--oh god--oh sweet prick!" she gasped and panted and humped and bucked as he hammered his long thick cock in her hot juicy pussy. "Oh god, this is heaven! Oh, it's never been so good!" she cried. "Ahh--I never knew it could feel so good." 

He pulled at her blouse and raked her bra up and feasted on her breasts. He licked her nipples and sucked her titties and she gasped at the sensation of his wet tongue and lips licking and sucking on her tits.

He grunted and puffed and heaved his crotch up, grinding it against her cunny and rubbing and mashing his fat heavy balls on her ass. He shoved his entire prick up her pussy and let her have it. He pissed a hot stream of cum deep in her quim.

She strained her body up and grinded her pelvis forward. Her cunt gorged itself on his dick, sucking greedily on it, sucking his cum up into her core.

"Ahh--yes!" he panted in lust as he pumped gob after gob of thick creamy juice deep in her pussy.

"Oh god--keep cuming!" she gasped. "Give me all you've got--fill me up with it!" Gerald did just that. He spurted her cunt full of semen.

They shared a delicious afterfuck. He slowly twirled his cock in her hot moist cunny and she swirled her quim in little circles around his prick.

"Oh god, so good," she murmured with pleasure. "Oh, it's been so long."

"How long has it been, honey?" he asked.

"About two weeks."

"You haven't been fucked in two weeks?"

"No."

"That's a crying shame, honey. Excuse me for saying this, but your husband is a fool. A young pretty woman like you needs a good hot fucking every day."

"God, I wouldn't know what to do if I got it every day."

It took Gerald longer than he had anticipated to finish his work on the parsonage porch. He stopped work twice and went into the house and fucked Cassie. When he finally finished for the day, he drove away, slowly stroking his sore prick. Damn, but she was starved for it, he thought. She just about wore my dick out.

Cassie lay on the sofa, slowly stroking her tummy and thighs, fulfilled and satisfied for the first time in her life. She had committed adultery, she had been unfaithful to her husband, but she felt no regret, no guilt. All she felt was good; sensually good.

I don't care if it is wrong, she thought. I don't care if it is a sin. I'm not going to go without it from now on. I'm going to get it. One way or another, I'm going to get it.

Two days later Cassie received a telephone call from Gerald Lamons. He invited her to his house for a little get-together.

"My wife wants to meet you," he said.

"Your wife?"

"Yeah. I've told her about you, and she's looking forward to meeting you."

"You told your wife--about me?..."

"Yeah. I told her about you and me."

"You told her ... about us..."

"Yeah. My wife is real open-minded, and she really wants to meet you."

Cassie lounged on the sofa, sitting between Gerald and his wife. They sipped drinks and watched a film on the VCR. She didn't know what was in the drink, but it was good. She had drank a couple and had gotten a delightful buzz.

She had been pleasantly surprised at the manner and demeanor of Gerald's wife Debbie. She was vivacious and warm and very friendly. She was in her early twenties, about the same age as Cassie. Her ebony hair flowed down past her shoulders, her chocolate eyes glowed warmly, and her dusky skin gave her an exotic look.

The film they were watching was Swedish--and erotic, and Cassie felt a glowing warmth spreading through her body. When a scene was shown in the film of two nude women kissing and caressing each other, she felt a shaft of wet fire rush up her cunny.

She noticed that Gerald was stroking his crotch, sliding his hand up and down, and her heart suddenly thumped and her throat and mouth grew dry. About the same time as Gerald unzipped his pants and pulled out his prick, she felt Debbie's hand slide up her blouse.

Gerald's wife slipped an arm around her shoulder and slid a hand on her breast and stroked it. Cassie gasped at the sensation. Her breasts grew hot and began to swell and throb.

She felt Gerald's hand on her other breast. She panted at the feeling as Gerald and his wife rubbed her tits.

Debbie pulled Cassie's blouse up, slid her bra up over her breasts, and lowered her head. She ran her lips and tongue over one of her hot swollen tits. Gerald joined in and began licking the other. She gasped and panted in passion and thrust her breasts out and clutched their heads as the husband and wife licked and sucked her tits.

Debbie slid off the sofa, tugged at Cassie's panties and pulled them down and off. She lowered her head between her thighs and commenced licking her pussy.

"Oh god--ohh," she moaned with pleasure at the feeling of the woman's smooth slick tongue flicking and lapping her cunt. She heaved her crotch up and rubbed it on Debbie's mouth and gasped at the sensation the tongue was giving her.

Gerald got up on his knees on the couch, clasped her head and guided his prick to her mouth. "Suck my cock, baby," he huffed.

He pushed his dick forward and slipped it between her lips, clutched her head and slid his prick into her mouth. "Oh yeah--suck it, baby," he hissed, "suck my dick, suck every inch of it."

He heaved his crotch forward and drove his cock into her mouth.

Cassie was overcome with sensual passion. Debbie was tongue-fucking her pussy, sending wet hot shafts of pleasure shooting up her cunny; at the same time, Gerald was frigging her mouth, sliding his thick throbbing meat down to her throat.

She had no choice but to suck his prick, to open her mouth and throat muscles as wide as she could. She would have choked otherwise.

His cock was stiff but velvety smooth, firm but rubbery, and she found increasing pleasure in sucking it, in swirling her tongue around and sliding her lips on it, in the taste and feel of it. She began sucking voraciously on his dick, and he gasped and panted with the sensation as he fucked her hot wet mouth, pumping his prick all the way down to her gullet.

Never before had she had her cunt licked and mouth fucked at the same time, and the feeling was driving her mad with desire. She hunched her quim up on Debbie's tongue as she bobbed her head and sucked Gerald's cock.

He heaved his prick up, jamming it down to her throat. He grinded and mashed his balls on her chin, and he cried out as the cum erupted and gushed up his stalk. He pissed a hot stream of semen down her gullet.

To keep from choking, she gulped and swallowed the thick creamy juice as fast as she could. He emptied his balls, pumping a half-dozen gobs of sperm in her mouth. She sucked it all down.

She decided she liked the taste and feel of cum. It was so warm and thick and creamy spurting down her throat and into her tummy.

Debbie pulled and tugged at Cassie, pulling her off the sofa. She lay down on her back and raised her legs and drew them back. "Lick me," she said huskily, "lick my pussy."

Cassie clasped Debbie's legs and lowered her head between her thighs. She buried her face in the cunt.

"Oh Jesus, oh god!" Debbie cried out in lust as Cassie slid and flicked her tongue on her clit.

She decided she liked the taste of cunt too.

Gerald had by now recovered and he moved up behind Cassie, wrapped his arms around her waist and pushed his crotch against her rump. She felt his prickhead poking into her ass and she spraddled her legs and moved her butt up. He groaned with pleasure as he slid his dick into her tight ass.

She licked Debbie's pussy with gusto and strained her rump back to meet Gerald's thick prick. Stinging barbs of pleasure jabbed up her butt as he dug his dick up her ass.

She decided she liked assfucking too.

Ahh, I'm going to try it all, she thought. I'm going to do it all. One way or another, I'm going to get it ... going to get it all.

Cassie's husband was in for a surprise when he got home that evening.

She took him by the hand and, without a word, pulled him to the bedroom. She practically raped him.

She pulled out his cock and began licking and sucking it.

The preacher was speechless, shocked at his wife's behavior, but that didn't stop his prick from growing stiff.

She lustfully sucked his dick, and he gasped out: "It's a sin--it's such a sin!"

Cassie mounted her husband and lowered her pussy down on his prick.

"Things are going to be different around here from now on," she said. "You're going to give me what a husband's supposed to give his wife: a stiff cock--a hot fuck."

The preacher was shocked and horrified at his wife's language, but that didn't stop his dick from sliding up her cunt.

"Oh, it's such a sin!" he gasped.

"Whatever tuns you on, honey," Cassie replied, riding his stiff cock.

 So at that first shag,it never entered my mind that I'd had the cum deep up inside me. Now I wondered if it had been a one off or if more may follow. I also thought about the sperm he'd planted in me and decided should he try at me again I'd make him spit it outside of me. Nieve me! Firstly I was now getting frustrated because the dumb mutt hadn't tried to fuck me or even call in to try to fuck me. I even doubted if he found fucking me was that good?but after all my husband seemed to keep coming back fot more and loved my multi-orgasms.

 Lounging playing with my clitoris I was rudely interrupted in my thought pattern by the door bell. Oh fuck! I thought,why don't you piss off and let a girl play. Reluctantly and knickerless getting to my feet,I strolled to the door, - this was a month now since I'd cheated. - "Oh,its you,why are you here anyway?" - It was the lusty male relative. Pushing me back through the door, "Quick,inside,your mother-in-law's heading this way" Roughly handling me including pushing me by my tits he got me in the alcove behind the stairs. "Shh! I think she's going to knock,but I got in before she spotted me" 

 By now the horny swine had started trying to get his hand up my skirt while giving me a love bite on the heaving excited slope of my breast. "No! It'll show you idiot" - "Shh! If she's outside she'll hear you" then went back to giving me that love bite while his horny fingers were now working me up like mad,remember I'd already been near to cumming on my own account. Now gasping and being ever conscious of making a noise as I got near orgasming I bit into his neck and he let out a yelp as my knashers bit really hard as I orgasmed just as the door was knocked. Again and again 'Knock,knock' then my name was called,mother-in-law was making me giggle just as this randy sod shoved his cock hard up my pussy.

 The fear and excitement was back at the thought of being caught and I grabbed at his ass as we fucked Oh! So hard. All thought of sperm had left my head as he spurted deep inside my vagina,again and again he thrust this spunk deep up my quim until his orgasm subsided. It seemed as if the clammer the other side of the front door gave up as our orgasm's subsided. Staying quiet for quite a while I cursed him as I saw the bloody love bite he's stuck on my tit. Realisation kicked in. "You stupid bastard,how the hell am I going to hide that and you've just put all your sperm up me,what do I say if you've made me pregnant you idiot"

 "That's easy,just get him to fuck you plenty for the next few days,he'll think its his" - "Stupid! We do that all the time anyway" - "Okay,keep saying 'give me a baby' as he makes you cum then" - "God just how deceitful are you? You seem to have an answer for everything" - "Admit it,admit what a buzz I gave you,you cumming off with your mother-in-law only inches from you as you were cumming. Anyway,who are you to shout,look at my neck,you've broke the skin there you randy cow" I admit he was right,the excitement was formidable. He pushed his sticky cock back in me again and off I went until he again cum up my insides. "You've done it again,you bastard,I told you not too" - "Yeah,but don't it do something to you? The buzz waiting to see if I've impregnated your eggs"

 At that moment,it did but it also made me feel a right little horror,cheating on my husband. "Oh by the way,I've knocked Jill up again so you'll have good company" Jill is his wife. "You can push prams together" At that moment I could have sloshed him but I'm sure he anticipated my thought and grabbed me and wrestled one of my tits out making to bite it with another love bite but as I squealed he suckled at me while gurgling out "Think who'le be doing this to you in nine months"

 He was right,I had a feeling about this second game of cheating and sure enough in no time my belly started to rise. For the rest of that time,hubby and friend kept baby well fed shall I say. Nothing exposed my cheating even if it was the source of baby. So...

 Having arrived the other side of pregnancy I was again getting from my husband lots of love and sex. But my thoughts still lingered on lust. I played while thinking of other men that I thought may try it on with me with the right indicators being flown by your truly. Then after several months of yearning it so happened that we were at cousins house and on leaving he took the baby from me as I got seated in the car,to which he now presented baby for me to hold. A tingling shock ran through me as on offering the baby up,my senses felt a finger pull my knicker leg to one side and tentively finger my clitoris.

 My husband was already sat in the driving seat only inches away from his wifes' pussy getting fingered. I made no sign of what was happening and it was no more than a minute I was getting it done but I felt my pussy juice ooze from my slit at this touching bearing in mind,his wife was stood immediately behind him. His eyes momentarily flitted towards mine from under his blond eyelashes,then the moment was gone. The bastard! He's started me off again,I knew I was going to get fucked by him again,I also knew I desired it to be sooner rather than later. Within an hour my husband was playing and fucking me ruthlessly making the comment, "Christ you're fucking horny tonight" and I was!

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 Within a week,I was merrily enjoying the spin cycle of my twin tub vibrating me to an exquisite orgasm as with eyes fluttering between open and close I saw my sexual mentor pass the kitchen window and in a moment the side door opened,realising my moment,he had his fly open and as my orgasm took off I felt my clothes rise up at the back and his hardness press against my dripping quim lips. The machine made me move about chasing ever vibe of movement and as my crescendo faultered he rammed his shaft up my sticky slit,deep,deep,oh so deep into my vagina and with the varying change of the machines pulses as the spin started slowing,he shot off shot after shot of cum up my saturated pussy.

 Pulling it quickly out of me,I freaked as I saw his wife's head pass the same window and in no time she appeared struggling with a pushchair. - His cock was back in his trouser's - "Selfish swine,you knock me up then leave me to struggle with the chair" - "No my love,I was just rushing ahead to save you coming this far if she wasn't home" - I felt my stomach roll in his lying mirth,in turn this made his sperm sqeeze out of my pussy. I knew he was a shit but couldn't quit the andrenalin rush. I headed for the stairs to clear the sperm residue in the bathroom and he blatantly made a probe at my thighs up my skirt. - "You can stop that straight away,you're not at home now,leave her alone,she's married" - Crazily,I wondered,how much does his wife know about? But it stayed at that. Again I felt so guilty but extremely excited!

*****

I'd noticed Jessica right away when they had moved in a couple of years before. She was about 5'6”, not all that much shorter than me, with long brunette hair with a few blond streaks. She had a lovely face, perfectly shaped with just a hint of freckles, and a body that I'd kill for – breasts that were big, but with no sag, and curves in all other right places. She also had a sparkle in her eye that said she'd be incredible fun in the right situation. Not that I'd ever have a chance to find out about that...not only was she married (and her husband Pete was a lot bigger than me), but I'm also old enough to be her father. We'd been casual friends since they had moved in, but I never thought it would go any farther.

*****

The first time I'd had a long conversation with her had been about six months ago. I'd run into into the hallway then, and she looked like she'd been crying. I said, “Hey, girl, are you all right?” She surprised me by blurting out, “Pete can be such an ass sometimes!” “What happened?” “He found some text messages on my phone between me and Jeff, and he got all jealous. God! It's not like I had sex with him or anything; I didn't even kiss him. We just talked, and went to a movie together.”

“Well,” I said, “you've got to look at it from Pete's angle. He's got a wife who's really hot, and he's probably worried about what you do when he's gone on those business trips. He really never struck me as being a guy with a lot of self-confidence, either, so I imagine he's insecure about holding on to you. Finding messages from another man can't help.”

Jessie gave me a strange look, half puzzled and half excited. “Do you really think I'm hot?” “Of course, you're beautiful and sexy.” She blushed, and spoke very softly, “I never really thought I was that attractive.”

“Well, you are, so quit worrying about it. Hey, do you want to come in and have a beer – you look like you could stand to relax a little bit. And you shouldn't have to worry about Pete getting jealous of an old man like me.” She grinned. “That sounds like a great idea!” We slipped into my apartment and spent the next hour and a half sitting next to each other on the couch drinking beer and talking. About her insecurities – her weight (she was just right, but wouldn't believe it) and her age. She'd be 30 on her next birthday, and was worried about getting old. I laughed about that, since my last birthday made 55 for me. Laughing turned out to be a mistake. “So you think I'm just being silly to worry about getting old?” I put my hand on her shoulder, and said gently, “Of course not. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. But look at me – people have been telling me all my life that the next big birthday is the one that's really going to make me feel old, and it hasn't happened yet. You've probably got nothing to worry about.”

“But you're a man. That's different. Guys all want young chicks, not middle aged women.” I answered, “There are plenty of men who like women with a little experience.” I noticed that my hand was still on her shoulder, and I moved it as unobtrusively as I could, because I also noticed that sitting next to Jessie that long had made my dick start to get hard, and that was not a good thing. I thought I was saved from embarrassment when Jessie looked at her watch and yelped, “Uh oh, I gotta go!” She stood up to leave, and when I stood up, she gave me a big hug. “Shit,” I thought, “please don't feel what's in my pants!” If she did, she didn't say anything. With a sigh of relief I walked into the bathroom and pulled my stiff cock out of my pants. I closed my eyes and pictured Jessie naked and writhing under me as I jerked off until I shot a huge load of cum into the toilet.

*****

Since then the scene had been repeated frequently. About once a week, usually, but not always, when Pete was out of town, Jessica would come to my apartment and we'd drink beer and talk. I'd become a father figure to her The visits always ended with her giving me a hug, and me hoping she didn't notice that she'd given me a huge hard-on. And then I'd head for the bathroom to take out my frustrations.

*****

This time, after she giggled at her joke about temptations, she got very serious, and said, “Mike, I've got a really big favor to ask you. Can we go inside? I don't want Pete to hear us talking about this if he comes out.”

We headed into my apartment, with me wondering what kind of favor Jessie needed. I was puzzled, and a little worried, since I didn't have any idea what she might want. As soon as we got the door closed, Jessie said, “Mike, I'm really embarrassed to ask you this, but do you think you could lend me some money?” I laughed. Jessie looked offended, and said in a hurt-little-girl's voice, “It's not funny. I really need some help.” I stopped laughing. “Sorry, girl. It's just that I'm relieved that's all it is. I was seriously afraid you were going to ask me to do something like kill somebody. If it's just money, that's no problem at all. How much do you need?” That broke the tension; Jess laughed herself and said, “Uh, I could really use a couple of hundred. And I don't know when I'll be able to pay you back.” She looked sheepish, not sure if she asking for way too much. I knew she and Pete had been having some financial problems – that was one of the things she talked to me about. I reassured her, “That's cool, 200 is fine. You pay me back when you can, don't worry about it. Do you want cash?” She said, “Yeah, that would be best.” “OK, I'll have to run to the ATM and get the cash out. When do you want to pick it up.” She looked conspiritorial. “Pete is going to play golf with his buddies this afternoon at 2:00. I could come by then and get it.”

I got another hug as she left, and had to make a trip to bathroom before I headed for the ATM.

*****

Jessie was right on time to pick up the money, and was still apologetic about having to ask for the loan. “Hey, I'm just glad I can help you out. You're about the closest thing to family that I've got.” Which was the truth. “Well, I will pay you back, I just don't know when,” she insisted. “OK, like I said, don't worry about it.”

Jessie reached for me to give me goodbye hug, except this time something was different. I don't know if she pressed closer against me than usual, or if she finally decided to admit to feeling what was pressing against her belly, but this time she looked down and said, “Hey, what's that?”

Oh, shit, this was not going to be good! I tried to be lighthearted about it. “You're a married woman, I shouldn't have to explain it to you!” Jessie looked into my eyes and smiled. I felt her hand close over the front of my jeans.

“What...what are you doing?” I couldn't believe this.

“You just did something nice for me, I want to do something nice for you.”

Jessie dropped to her knees in front of me, and quickly undid my belt and opened my jeans. She pulled down my pants and shorts, and my cock popped out, pointed straight at her face. “Mmmm, nice,” she said. I figured she was just being polite – my dick's OK, but no monster. She wrapped her fingers around my cock and started stroking it. If I hadn't already shot one load earlier in the day I'd have probably exploded as soon as she touched me, but I was able to have a little control. I was afraid to say anything for fear I'd break the spell and find out it was all just another fantasy. It was no fantasy, though, when she leaned her head down, flicked her tongue out, and ran it over the head of my cock. I shivered, and moaned like I'd been shot. I was breathing hard now. Jessie pushed her hand back to the base of my cock, and slipped the head into her mouth, sucking lightly. “Oh shit, girl, that is so good!” That seemed to encourage her, as she began to bob her head up and down on my cock, taking about half of it into her mouth with each stroke, her hand moving in time on the base of my dick. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer, so I let her know. “Honey, if you keep that up, I'm going to come in your mouth!” She didn't seem to mind that idea. Jessie pulled her hand away from my cock and sucked the whole thing into her mouth. I felt her nose bump against my belly, and her throat spasmed around the head of my cock as it bottomed out in her mouth. “Fuck yes, suck it baby!” As Jessie pulled back, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked so hard I felt like my balls were going to shoot right out my cock. I knew this was it. Grunting, I grabbed the back of her head and pulled it against me as I shoved my cock into her mouth all the way. I felt her throat close over the head of my cock again, and I gasped out, “Shit, I'm going to come!” My body shook as my balls emptied themselves through my cock into Jessie's mouth and throat. I was still holding her face against my crotch, and I could feel her throat working as she swallowed the spurt after spurt of semen I poured into her. Finally, with a gasp, I finished, and Jessie let my shrinking cock slip out of her mouth.

I didn't know if I should say anything, and was too worn out to say much anyway. Jessie didn't say a word. She stood up, looked me in the eye, smiled sweetly, and walked out with my $200 in her pocket. After she left, I leaned back against the door, panting, and thought, “This is going to be a real problem.”

*****

Part 2

I didn't see Jessica for a couple of days after that, and started to worry if what had happened might ruin a good friendship. When we finally ran into each other in the hallway, though, she acted the same way she always had. It was almost like nothing had happened at all, and that worried me a bit, too. Pretending that it hadn't happened probably wouldn't be the healthiest way of handling things.

People tell me I worry too much. They're probably right. A few days later Jessie appeared at my door with a six-pack of beer, saying, "Pete's out of town for a couple of days, so I need some company." We spent the evening curled up on the couch at my apartment, watching a movie and talking. I wound up giving Jessie advice on how to handle a guy at work who didn't know what to make of her innocent flirting and was dropping hints about wanting to have an affair. She was giving me advice on how to find a woman so that I wouldn't have to spend my nights alone. Things were back to normal. Yeah...right...

*****

I ran into Jessie in the hallway a couple of days before her birthday, which would be her 30th.

"Big birthday plans?" I asked.

"No, not really. Nothing going on."

"What? It's your 30th birthday, you've got to do something.

"Oh, Pete's leaving tomorrow again, and he's going to be gone for at least a week, so we can't do anything. I guess everybody else figures I'll be doing something special with him, 'cause nobody's said a thing."

I couldn't let her celebrate an important birthday like that alone. "Do you want to go out to dinner?"

"Really? That sounds great!"

"I'll make reservations."

*****

Jessica's birthday was on Friday, and we headed to the restaurant about 7:00. I'd made reservations at a place that had great food, but wasn't so fancy that you had to dress up; neither of us was crazy about that idea.

We had a couple of drinks and a nice dinner, talking about mutual friends and our respective jobs. We finished off with dessert. No birthday cake, no singing of Happy Birthday by the restaurant staff. Jessie had warned me in no uncertain terms about that before we left.

Back at the apartment building, we reached my place first as we walked down the hall. I unlocked the door, and waited for my usual hug, but Jessie didn't do anything. I shrugged mentally, said, "Goodnight, hope you had a good time," opened the door and walked into my apartment. Jessie still hadn't said a word, but she walked inside with me. I don't know what I expected, but I sure wasn't prepared for what happened next.

When we were both inside, Jessie closed and locked the door, then leaned back against it, reached out and grabbed me by the shoulders, pulled me to her, and began kissing me. Her tongue was in my mouth, and her hands were on my ass, pressing her pelvis against mine. Needless to say, my cock was getting bigger and harder by the second. I knew I should be pulling away, but it just wasn't going to happen. I moved my hands in between us and squeezed Jessie's breasts, then move one hand down between her legs. I rubbed her through the crotch of her jeans first, and, as I did, I felt one of Jessie's hands slip inside my jeans, and inside my shorts. Her fingers wrapped around my cock and began stroking. I slid my hand up and then inside the waistband of her jeans, down into her panties, through her pubic hair to the lips of her pussy. I rubbed, then curled a finger up inside her; Jessie moaned around my tongue, and her hand quickened its strokes on my cock. It felt like I was back in high school, making out with one of my fist girlfriends.

We kept up our kissing and manual service for a minute or two, then Jessie pulled her mouth away from mine and almost growled, "I want you cock in me!"

I pulled my hand out of her pants and began unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans, and she did the same with mine. She pushed my jeans and shorts down just far enough to free my cock. I wiggled her jeans and panties down until they slipped down around her ankles.

Jessie reached out, grabbed my cock, and pulled me against her, guiding my cock to her pussy. She pushed the head of my cock inside her, then moved her hand away, and I drove forward, burying myself in her with one thrust.

"Yessss! That's it!" Jessie's pelvis moved in time with mine as I began fucking her. I was holding her against the door, and every time I humped forward, her ass banged against the door, making it rattle. I was actually afraid a neighbor would hear and thing there was a fight going on, but it didn't seem to bother Jessie, who was gasping, moving against me harder and faster. Her hands were on my hips, and she was pulling me to her, shoving my cock into her pussy. It felt like she was wanted to take my entire body inside her. I could feel her, smell her, taste her. I'd never been with a woman who acted so wild, and I knew I couldn't last much longer.

Suddenly, Jessie threw her head back against the door. "Oh, fuck! Fuck fuck fuck! Uh, uh, uh! Aaaiiieee!" Jessie's scream was almost frightening as her body spasmed with her orgasm.

Her pussy clamped onto my cock, and that was enough to send me over the edge to one of my most intense orgasms ever, my cum bursting into Jessie's cunt in half a dozen spurts that left me spent and resting my hands against the door for support.

As we finished, Jessie bent down, pulled up her jeans, smiled sweetly at me and said, "Thanks."

Then she turned and walked out of the apartment, leaving me feeling like I had just been turned into the world's most lifelike dildo. I wasn't sure exactly what Jessie's game was, but I had a feeling I'd better find out pretty soon or it wasn't going to turn out well.

She moved into my house after 6 months of us dating, and soon there after I proposed to her, and she said yes. Everything was going perfect, we were set to marry in 6 months, the day of our one year anniversary of meeting. She was quite insatiable when it came to sex, she always seemed to be horny, even at times when we were in public. I kept up with her, giving her all I could in that department. I honestly never felt that she would require more, and so our relationship had just the right balance of sex and love that kept us together.

I never minded the way she dressed, very sexy, very revealing. In public, guys would stare at her, even though she was in my arms, they would ogle her breasts and savor the sight of her wiggling ass. She loved the attention, but her loyalty to me was evident, and I never really worried about her cheating on me. It was my friends though, who in the often times we would spend together, that would bother me just a little. My best friend in particular, Eric, who was my best friend since highschool, would often stare a little too long, and Megan would give him much to ogle over. They would flirt, in a joking manner, even when I was around. Eric would always back it up with looking at me and smiling, saying, "you know me man, I would never do anything that would hurt our friendship."

I landed a great job, but the hours were different than Megan's, who worked a 9-5 as a secretary in a small business firm. I would leave to work early in the morning, around 5 am to be on time. The hours were demanding, and it wasn't until after 6 that I would come home. It worked out fine though, because Megan would have dinner ready for us when I got home from a long, tiring day of work. Our lives seemed kosher, and all was well. But it all changed just 3 months before our wedding day, of course I didn't know exactly why things changed at the time, but the changes were so small, that they didn't add up until a year later.

One day, Eric gave me a call while I was on my lunch break.

"Hey Don, man, I need to ask a favor of you."

"What's up man, what do you need?"

"Well, I got foreclosed on my house, and I need a place to crash for awhile."

"Damn Eric, alright, well..."

"I won't take long, all I need is a chance to get on my feet."

"Ok man, you know you're welcome at my house."

"Thanks man, I owe you big time."

I got home around 6pm, opened the door to see my fiancé Megan and Eric laughing and chatting away over dinner. Megan got up quickly, grabbing a plate she had fixed for me.

"Here you go hunny, your favorite."

I kissed her and looked over her shoulder seeing Eric’s eyes fixed on her assets as she bent over to kiss me. This, I was already used to, so it didn't bother me really. We ate dinner and talked about usual stuff, heading to the living room and watching TV. It was getting late and time for bed, so Megan had gathered a blanket and some pillows for Eric. He thanked her and we called it a night.

Megan was overly loud that night, moaning and panting loudly as I fucked her hard. I couldn't help but think that she was putting on a show for Eric, who would plainly be able to hear us. But hey, he was in my home, and this is what we do. So I didn't really think of it as being that big of a deal.

I woke up early, as usual, and got ready for work. As I passed the living room, I noticed Eric sleeping in the nude, but with a thin blanket barely covering his manhood, which from the impressions in the cloth, was quite bigger than mine. I thought about how my fiancé would react to seeing his huge bulge when she awoke, thinking of how much bigger his was compared to mine. I shrugged off the thought, and headed to work.

Megan woke up, and wrapped her tiny silk robe around her perfect body. She tied the robes belt around her thin waste, pressing the silk material to her body like a second skin. The hem of the robe stopped just an inch or two from her ass, revealing her long sexy tan legs. She walked into the living room towards the kitchen, stopping as she glanced over at Eric sleeping on the couch. Her eyes fixated on his huge member, sending tantalizing thoughts to her loins, her imagination running wild. She stops the trance, and starts making some coffee. She couldn't get the thought out of her head though, looking back into the living room, staring directly at Eric’s huge, cloth covered cock. Megan tip toed over to the couch, getting a closer look. She almost fainted as Eric moved slightly in his sleep, making the blanket slide off, revealing his cock.

Megan put her hand over her mouth, staring lustfully at Eric’s huge member, resting on his thigh. Eric's eyes slowly opened, just enough to see through a haze, not revealing them to be open to Megan. He focused in on first her long legs, going up to her short hem of a robe, and then to her luscious, plump D sized breasts. His cock had responded to the sexy vixen before his eyes, twitching slightly, allowing blood to flow freely to his member. Megan stood there in awe, as the cock grew slowly into a size she has never even imagined could fit inside of her. She looked at Eric’s eyes, seeing that they were still shut, and then focus' back onto his growing shaft.

Megan drops down to her knees, quietly adjusting herself to admire the growing cock just a foot away from her. She wanted to touch it, stroke it, and lick it. Pure lust had overcome her every thought, and then it happened. Eric whispers quietly to her,

"You can touch it, if you want."

This surprised Megan, for now she was caught admiring her fiancées best friends cock. Guilt consumed her and she stood up to leave. But Eric sat up quickly.

"Megan, please, don't be prude or shy."

She stopped, but wouldn't turn back to look. Her mind was racing, for the guilt and lust were fighting a battle inside of her mind that kept her from moving.

"Megan, I think you are the most sexiest, beautiful women in this entire world, and it's just natural to look, so don't worry."

With that Megan decided to give into her lustful desires, walking slowly over to Eric, and sitting next to his legs on the couch. Eric’s cock had grown to its full 11 inches, twitching and begging to be relieved by the sexy vixen just inches away. Megan reached out, grasping the base of his cock with her small hand. Eric let's out a sigh of relief, which just made Megan go further past the point of return. She stroked it and then bent over, licking the head of Eric’s cock with her talented tongue. Soon after, Megan had practically swallowed the head of the huge cock, slurping it into her mouth, running saliva down the shaft.

Eric leaned back, groaning in pleasure from this wonderful blow job, looking down at the beautiful fiancé of his best friend work her mouth deeper and deeper down the length of his cock. After a good 5 minutes of oral pleasure, Megan’s twat was wet and ready for action. She straddled Eric, moving her little silk robe out of the way as she positioned her pussy at the head of Eric’s cock. She took a deep breath and slowly pressed downward, feeling the huge member spread her tiny pussy folds apart, entering and stretching her insides. Inch by inch, Megan would lower herself onto the shaft, until her pelvic area had become one with Eric’s. She had never felt so full, so stretched, and so excited. She would just sit there, not moving, but soaking in the feeling of being totally fulfilled.

Eric took over, almost shocking Megan, for Eric was quite the aggressive type. He grabbed a hold of her hips and planted his feet into the couch, raising Megan’s entire body by the lifting of his knee's. He was in position, and started drilling Megan’s tiny pussy like a jack hammer. Megan panted and moaned louder than ever, and it wasn't her causing this, but Eric's relentless pounding her pussy that instinctively called out the lustful sounds of pleasure deep within her. The size difference was quite unbalanced, Megan being tiny compared to the size of Eric, who was 6'5'' and 200 lbs. The pounding had made her huge breasts find there way out of the silk confines of the robe, bouncing beautifully with every thrust of Eric into her pussy.

Eric stopped and pulled Megan off of his cock by literally lifting her up by her waste, then placing her down in doggy in front of him. Megan looked back, amazed at the manliness of Eric, awaiting the huge cock that was being placed at the entrance of her tiny pussy. Eric plunged in quick, pulling Megan’s hips back into his as his cock submerged into the deepest bowls of Megan’s pussy. He slam fucked her hard, pulling back her little body into his massive cock, rapidly slamming away. The sound of their flesh colliding with every second filled the house mixed with the lustful moans and sloshing sounds of their bodily liquids. The hardcore fucking continued on into the hour, moving into just about every position, never letting up. Finally, Eric groans loudly as he was slam fucking her in missionary, his balls tightened, and he called out that he was going to cum. Megan must not have heard the words, for she was overwhelmed by the many orgasms that were crashing through her body. Eric slowed his slamming into several, powerful thrusts deep inside Megan’s pussy. With each thrust, he would release his seed, gushing load after load inside of her and began to fill Megan’s pussy full of his cum.

The two slumped down on one another, covered in sweat, panting for air. Eric pulled out, releasing a flood of cum onto the couch. Megan just laid there, with a blank look on her face, the fact of what just happened setting into her mind. She got up and went into the shower to clean up and hurry off to work. Eric spent the next few minutes cleaning and hiding the mess, so not to be caught. He was surprised when he saw what Megan wore to work, watching her walk by in her sexy little secretary outfit. Short skirt, high heels, tight blouse. He thought of fucking her in her outfit, but knowing the time, it wasn't possible.

Megan clocked in and sat at her desk, thinking of what she had just done. Her boss walks by, ogling her assets as usual, but noticed Megan’s dismay.

"Are you alright Megan, you seem a bit distant this morning?"

"I'm fine Mr. Anderson, thanks."

He looks past the obvious words to see something was troubling her, but being her boss, he felt that he shouldn't ask any further. The rest of the morning went as usual, all the guys in the office flirting with Megan, and trying to get the best angle for looking down her blouse. Lunch time was near, and Megan would usually go back home, being that it was close by. She was scared to back home though, know Eric was there, and what might happen. But she shrugged the thought off, and headed home anyways. As she entered through the door, she heard Eric was in the shower. So she thought to herself, great! Hurry and make lunch and we won't have to see each other. So Megan fixed a sandwich and ate quickly. Just as she was finishing up, Eric had walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen naked. Megan's eyes bulged open to the sight of Eric naked, and she quickly looked away, as to tame her lustful thoughts that snuck in with Eric.

"Hey, back from work already?"

"It's lunch time."

Eric walked over to Megan, who was sitting at the table. His cock was inline with her face, and Megan tried to ignore it.

Eric laughed saying, "Got anymore room for dessert?"

Megan was flustered, she tried not to think about it, but her instincts took over. She turned and sucked Erics cock into her mouth, sucking the head of his cock like she were trying to suck a milkshake through a thin straw. Eric had placed his hand on the back on Megan’s head and helped her get deeper onto his shaft. Megan was quite experienced with deepthroating, and so Eric played to that effect, and started fucking her face. Megan would gag, but could control it to her best ability, allowing Eric's cock to dive down her throat, back to her lips, and back again. After a good several minutes of face fucking, Eric stood Megan up and leaned her over the kitchen sink. He lifted her mini skirt to her waist, and ripped off her g-string. Megan braced herself as she felt Eric entering her tiny hole, stretching it to it's limits.

Eric rammed in hard, grabbing her thin waste and slamming his entire cock into her pussy. The window was slightly opened, and unknown to Megan was her neighbor Alex, outside doing some yard work. Alex heard the panting of Megan, hearing the loud smacking of flesh as Eric slam fucked her from behind. Alex got in a better position to hear and see what was going on, and what he saw surprised him. With the glare, it was hard to see past Megan, so Alex assumed Don was giving his fiancé quite an afternoon fuck. Alex has always fancied his neighbors fiancé, but would leave it at that. But this event would change his thoughts, and Megan was now on the top of his list of who he wanted to fuck.

Megan urged Eric to hurry, for she would be late for work. So Eric, being aggressive anyways, took this opportunity to latterly fuck her little pussy harder and faster than ever. He drove deep and hard, thrusting with all his might, slamming Megan’s body against the counter with every collision. Eric started releasing his cum deep inside Megan’s pussy, filling her insides full of his seed. Megan loved the feeling of warm cum splashing and covering her insides, and savored the feeling as load upon load was shot inside of her pussy. Megan caught her breath, looked at the clock, and realized she needed to leave in order not to be late. She adjusted her mini skirt and left quickly. She felt Eric’s cum inside of her pussy, sitting there and slowly leaking out of her pussy.

Megan hurried back to her desk and then to the bathroom to clean up, as she walked she felt the cum leaking its way down her thigh, and then down her legs. Before she could make it to the bathroom, her boss had stopped her.

"Megan, just who I wanted to see. Please, come to my office."

Megan was flustered, for she wanted to go to the bathroom to clean up the evidence of her adulterous morning and afternoon. Mr. Anderson thought for sure he could smell sex all over Megan, and he was convinced once he noticed the strands of shiny cum running down her legs. His afore idea for there little meeting would shift from work, to something a bit more personal. Mr. Anderson was a burly man, standing 6'3'' and 190 pounds. He shut the door behind them, and walked to his desk, not sitting down.

"Please, sit Megan. So, did you enjoy your lunch break?"

"Yes sir, why do you ask?"

"Well, I figured it wasn't often you got to see your fiancé for lunch."

"I went home, like usual."

"And your fiancé was home, that's nice."

"No, why are you assuming that he was home?"

"Well, who else would shoot there cum inside you?"

Those words sent a shock down Megan’s spine. She never heard her boss speak so boldly, and it was evident to her now that he was onto something mischievous. Megan sat there silently as her boss approached her in her chair. He told her to stand up, and Megan stood. He walked around her slowly, looking up and down her perfect figure. He then lifted Megan’s mini skirt to reveal her privates. Megan tried to stop him, but he was too strong. He wiped a finger up her slit and put it to her face.

"And this, is the semen of your fiancé?"

Megan’s head dropped in shame, for it was very hard for her to lie when put on the spot like this. She shook her head with guilt, admitting that the semen was not that of her fiancé’s.

"I see then, so that's what was bothering you this morning. Guilt."

Megan nodded her head yes.

"Well there's only two ways I can go with this, one would be to tell your fiancé."

"No! Don't, please sir, you don't understand. I...I...."

"OR! We can arrange a trade off for my silence."

Megan knew what he meant, and now had found herself sexually in submission to her boss. He continued to go over the rules.

"For now on, around this time of day, you are to come into my office and lock the door behind you. Do not wear panties, and always wear your short mini skirts, meaning no more pants from now on. You are to do whatever I say, whenever I want it. Understood."

Megan nodded her head, and then her boss unzipped his pants revealing his large growing cock to her. Megan sat down in the chair and started slurping on her boss' cock, bringing it to full hardness. Mr. Anderson tested her ability to take his cock down her throat, and she proved to be well trained. So he started to get more aggressive, shoving his prick down her throat and started fucking her face. Soon after, he bent her over his desk and pushed his cock into her cum filled pussy. He fucked her hard, making his desk move an inch with every thrust into her. He pulled open her blouse, pulled down her bra, and grabbed hold of her huge mounds. He fancied her breasts more than anything, and was groping and pulling on them without regard to her feelings. After a good hard fucking from behind, he turned her around and told her to lean her back on the desk. He spit into her cleavage and had her press her mounds together.

"You don't know how long I've wanted to fuck these plump breasts of yours Megan."

Mr. Anderson pushes his cock between her cleavage and starts fucking her tits. His cock head would poke out the top, and disappears in the mounds of flesh being squeezed together by Megan. This was too much for him, for this fantasy was now becoming a reality and his peak was now reached. He roared as he released his cum, flying directly onto Megan’s neck, chin, mouth, nose, eyes, and forehead, covering her with his semen. He quickly placed his cock at her mouth, and Megan eagerly swallowed it into her mouth.

"That's a good secretary, clean your boss' cum covered cock you dirty slut."

Mr. Anderson wiped his cock all over Megan’s face, rubbing the cum all over and making it disappear into a sticky residue. Megan adjusted her blouse and skirt, and headed straight to the bathroom to clean up. She looked in the mirror, seeing her true self for the first time. The person who she hid inside, but showed ever so evident on the outside. The becoming of a slut, who had tried to be a good wife, and only be with one man, was now being exposed for who she really was.

She got home at 5, and noticed Eric was not there. She cleaned up and changed into her casual, but sexy, home clothes. A sleeveless tight white shirt, and a short pleated white tennis skirt. She started to get the dishes cleaned to prepare dinner for her fiancé when he got home at 6. A knock came at the door, Megan answered the door seeing her neighbor Alex standing there.

"Hey Megan."

"Hi Alex, what can I do for you?"

"Well, my water got shut off, and I was wondering if I could just get a glass of cold ice water."

"Sure, come on in."

Alex smiled, knowing he was half way to where he wanted to be. He adored Megan, watching her ready him a glass in her sexy little tennis outfit. Thoughts of the afternoon flashed in Alex's mind as he watched her bend over slightly to filled the glass with water.

"So, I heard you had quite the afternoon lunch."

Megan stopped in total shock. She couldn't believe it, she looked at the kitchen window and seen it slightly ajar. Oh no! She thought, he saw and heard everything!

"Alex, you saw us?"

"Well, I couldn't help it, I was outside doing some yard work, and then I heard you. I'm sorry, but, you are the sexiest women I've ever seen, and it was just natural for me to look."

Megan felt the same feeling she had felt earlier with her boss, and she assumed Alex knew that it wasn't her fiancé who was fucking her earlier.

"I understand, I know what you want, and I know what you want me to do so you won't tell my fiancé, but Don gets home within the hour!"

Alex was shocked; this was going better than he thought. The fact that Megan was cheating on her fiancé, and her admitting it before he knew was just being laid into Alex's lap. He smiled and approached Megan, pulling her into him.

"Don't worry, my wife hasn't given me any action in weeks, I'll be very quick."

And with that, Alex planted a sloppy kiss on Megan, moving quickly in order to finish up quickly. Alex yanked down her panties and pulled up her shirt to reveal her beautiful large breasts. Alex being much larger than Megan, man handled her into position after lifting her up and Megan wrapping her legs around Alex's naked waste. His huge cock now at full attention slides up her slit, the tip meeting her belly button before coming back down and finding Megan’s opening. He pushes in, Megan’s weight forcing his cock to penetrate the depths of her pussy. His pure strength of his thrusts prompts her up in the air and his cock to the tip of her pussy, never leaving it, but coming back down with gravity and hitting balls deep within her. Megan’s tennis skirt flew up and down in unison with their motions, her breasts bouncing the same. Their bodies slammed into the side of the pantry, and Alex hooked Megan’s right leg and lifted it up to her right breast. Their bodies moved in perfect unison, passionately grinding one another’s sex and panting for breath.

Alex had never fucked with such intensity, for his wife was rather prude. Before him was the most sexiest, porn star beauty queen, his neighbors soon to be wife panting like a cock hungry slut for him to fuck her hard and fast. It was obvious to Alex that he wouldn't last long due to the weeks of no sex, not even masturbation. His balls felt heavy and were full of cum, it was too much to hold. Alex grabbed her up and around his waste, walking over and planting her down onto the couch. He slammed downward into her, feeling his orgasm rising to it's peak. Alex roared as he slammed hard into her pussy, "I'm cumming you slut!" Megan came too, adding to the intense amount of juices now flooding her pussy. Alex pumped his semen, thrust after thrust, releasing huge loads inside of Megan’s pussy. After what seemed like ages of cumming, Alex pulled out his cock to the tip. His cock was still twitching, spurting out streams of cum all over Megan’s pussy lips, coating it until it was pearly white.

Alex was still rock hard though, and decided that the cum covered pussy was just too inviting to pass up. He pushes his cock back insides, literally forcing a flood of cum to come gushing out and all over his shaft. He pulled his cum covered cock out, placing it in front of Megan. She devoured the entire length, slurping up the cum and swallowing it all until it was clean. Alex would return to her cum filled pussy and repeat the process of Megan cleaning his cum covered cock. After awhile of doing this, Alex goes back to screwing Megan’s pussy raw, slamming his meat into her like never before. They moved into doggy style, with Megan leaning over the back of the couch, and Alex standing behind her with one leg positioned on the couch. He drove in hard and deep, fucking the sexy fiancé of his neighbor relentlessly. Time must have flown by, because just as Alex started to release his second numerous loads of his semen inside of her, Megan had opened her eyes in the midst of being filled by her neighbors seed, and saw her fiancé Don pulling up into the driveway. She started to spasm her ass back into Alex, milking every last drop of his seed into her pussy, watching her fiancé organize his work material inside his car in the drive.

Alex then noticed Don outside as he shut the car door, and jumped up grabbing his clothes and jumping out the back window, then jumping his fence. Megan had grabbed her panties and got into the shower just as Don entered the house.

I got home after a long day of work, and noticed Megan didn't have dinner ready. I walked towards the back, and heard the shower running. That's weird, she never takes a shower around this time. So I decided to fix myself something to eat, waiting for Megan to get out of the shower. She came walking into the kitchen in her towel, and I looked at her with disappointment.

"No dinner tonight?"

"Hunny, I'm sorry, I had a really bad day, and I just had to take a shower to relax."

I immediately stopped the questions and just looked at her with contempt.

"Baby, I'm sorry, it was selfish of me to say that."

I got up and hugged her, for she looked like she was very worn out. Just then, Eric walks into the house. We talk and do the usual TV watching, then go to bed. But this time, and many more days to come, my lovely fiancé would be too tired to have sex. Our sex life was down to the weekends, and for some reason, I never questioned why. I talked to the guys at work, and they said that was normal, that women's desire for sex goes down until you ain't getting none at all. I couldn't imagine that with Megan, but with all that I've heard, this I thought, must be the reason.

The next morning, after Don left for work, Megan got up and started some coffee. Before she could think twice, Eric was right behind her, pressing his huge member into the space between her legs. This morning though, Eric had plans to enter a different hole of Megan, one that he fancied more than the pussy. So he grabbed the crisco that was on the counter and opened it, dipping is finger in and taking a wad of grease onto his fingers. Megan wasn't a virgin in the ass, but Don would never attempt any anal, so it hadn't been since her college days since she was last fucked in the ass.

Eric spread the grease onto Megan’s puckered anus, then sliding his finger into her hole. Megan bent over, allowing deeper access to her ass as Eric finger fucked it, starting with one finger, and increasing to two, then three. Megan moaned at the feeling of her asshole being fucked, but feared the shear size of Eric’s monster cock fitting into it. They moved into a better position onto the floor, Megan sticking her ass straight up and Eric mounting from behind. He placed his cock at the entrance to her little anus, and slowly started to push his way in. Once as deep as he could go, he retracted to the tip, then moved back in until he could gather up a fast moving pace.

"Oh yeah Megan, my little anal whore. You like it in your ass don't you?"

"Oh fuck Eric, fuck my ass! fuck it!!!"

With that said, Eric started slamming hard into Megan’s ass, making her scream with pain mixed with pleasure as Megan had never felt such a huge cock inside her ass before. Eric’s large body dwarfed the size of Megan’s, watching his huge cock disappears into her tiny frame within her ass in much disbelief. It seemed impossible, but with every sinking dive, his entire shaft was lost within the tightness of Megan’s bowels. Eric grabbed a hold of her small shoulders, using them to force himself as deep as possible on every drive. His balls smacked hard against her pussy lips, his pelvis even harder slamming into her ass. Megan’s large tits were smashed into the carpet and being rubbed with every movement of Eric, sending a burning sensation through her thick nipples. Eric lifted her up by the waist with his cock still buried deep within her ass. He pins her into the corner of the couch, pressing her down with the full weight of his body. He pulls back a bit and thrusts hard and deep back into her ass, pressing Megan deep into the corner of the couch with every jolting thrust. He fucks her ass relentlessly, pounding away as if there were no end in sight.

Finally, after an hour of nothing but hardcore anal fucking, Eric finally was about to cum. He pulled out of Megan’s used ass, and flipped her over into missionary position. He then placed the tip of his cock at the wet entrance of her pussy.

"Time for your fill."

With that said, Eric plunges deep inside Megan’s pussy and starts slamming harder than ever. His intensive roars fill the room as he carnally slam fucks her pussy, holding her ankles to her ears. Eric turns red, and he roars like a beast as he starts to release his flood of semen inside Megan’s pussy. Load after load shoots inside, filling her full of his seed. His entire weight falls down onto her tiny frame, cock still deep inside her pussy, twitching and spurting it's last few loads of semen. They lay there exhausted for several minutes, then after Eric pulls out, Megan get's ready for work. She remembers not to wear any panties, for she doesn't want to upset her boss. Eric is even more surprised at her outfit today, as she walks out sexily in the shortest mini skirt you could imagine a secretary to wear to work.

As she enters the office, the guys give her a look like she's never had before. For some reason, she feels like every guy had heard her being fucked by the boss the other day, and that there was no way she could deny it. One of the three guys who worked in her area approached Megan at her desk, looking down her blouse and licking his lips.

"So, Megan, I heard you and the boss making quite the deal yesterday."

Megan looks up at Harry in shock. She couldn't believe he was being so obvious, yet sly.

"Say, why don't you come into the storage room and help me figure out what it is you can do to come to an agreement."

He grabs her hand, and places his thumb on the ring Don gave her to marry.

"What a nice ring your fiancé has given you, would be a shame to have to give it back."

And with that Megan understood that she had no other choice but to follow Harry into the storage room. There, though, she was totally shocked at what she saw. Inside the storage room were Harry's friends, Greg and Ben. They had this mischievous look on there faces, getting quite excited at the sight of the sexy secretary entering into the storage room to have sex with Harry. Not a word was spoken, and Megan was soon on her knee's, taking turns sucking on the three cocks that were in front her face.

To Be Continued…

Our window was open and it began to rain, the sound was very
relaxing and helped mask any sounds of pleasuring myself I may have made. With
the rain beating down hard, I felt daring and decided to move closer to her,
her back was facing me and part of her thong was sticking out above her ass. I
positioned myself right up against her ass and stopped in case my movement may
have disturbed her. Nothing...with my cock fully out of my trousers I edged my
cock to her ass, the tip of my cock brushed against her cloths and I twitched
hard with the excitement. Once again, I stopped just in case she awoke and
still nothing. My daringness was getting braver by the second, I moved my cock
a bit firmer into her ass to then fill my cock between her slit. By this time,
I was so flustered and excited I began pre-cumming.

The rain got louder and a storm roared out making me jump
for a moment, she stirred and I moved back, my cock still fully out. She
shivered and I put my hand on her arm, she sighed and sheepishly said, “Cold”  I moved my top half up to her back and held
her from behind, resting my arm on hers. An mmm sound came from her and with
that, her hand held mine and pulled it around her waist. My heart was beating
fast, my cock was only a couple of inches away from her ass, if she moved back,
she would know for sure that I had a hard on. I was starting to stir a bit
being nervous and then she did the one thing I was fearing and moved her ass
back into me...I froze, my grip around her waist became ridged. She moved her
rear a bit I presume not knowing what she was feeling at first, then
stopped...my heart pumping like mad now, then she again began moving her ass slowly
on my cock. I couldn’t tell if she was asleep, half awake and enjoying the
closeness or awake and giving her brother-in-law the cock tease of his life.

Either way, I wasn’t going to let this stop me taking
advantage of the situation, with her grinding movements on my cock still
happening, I slid my hand down her side onto the waist, then I pushed myself
firmly into her, her ass pushed back onto my thrust and I knew then that she
was partially awake. I started to grind
my cock into her from behind looking up to see if my wife was asleep, which she
very much was.

Moving into her back, I kissed her shoulder continuing my grinding;
our movements were now blatantly sexual and not mistaken for just cuddling. Her
arm moved and her hand rested on mine, our fingers wrapped around each others,
she then moved our hands to her PJ’s and then began moving them down her ass. I
couldn’t believe what was happening...her PJ’s moved down her ass revealing her
hot ass in that sexy thong, her knees moved up and she then took her PJ's off!

I was totally freaking out and horney as hell, my wife, her
sister was only inches away from us, her sister was on our bed, with no
trousers on and my cock was rubbing against her ass. She then moved her ass
straight back against my raging hard on and lifted her leg, moving her thong to
the side like an invitation to fuck her.

That was it for me, I moved myself a bit lower on the bed to
position myself behind her and guided my cock to her pussy from behind...the
sudden touch against each other was intense and made us both moan, as I rubbed
against her clit I was amazed at just how wet she was, no, wet wasn’t the word,
she was soaked, flooded...the head of my cock slid effortlessly over her clit
searching and exploring it...this was it...this was the moment I had always
fantasised about for so long, I was about to fuck my sister-in-law and it was
going to be right in front of my wife.

With my final slide against her, I moved the tip of my cock
to her soaking cunt hole, her hand rested on my swollen member and then she
reversed slowly onto my cock. I moaned out as I entered her and pushed all the
way into her, “oh fuck” was all she said, it was the only other thing that had
been said all this time since we started. I held her leg high up and continued
my slow build-up of motion in her. The feeling was so intense, the whole
situation was extremely intense and all I wanted to do was fuck her so hard and
loud, but the slow cautious movements was agony as it was, we both sighed
louder and louder with every thrust, her pussy was so soaked but tight, I could
feel her contracting on my cock as we built up speed, I leaned to her back and
began licking and kissing her, this made her stir more and got me equally as
excited.

I wanted to look at her as we fucked, I knew this was
dangerous as it was, but I was desperate for the missionary position, desperate
to get as deep in her womb as I could. I pulled out of her, our juices soaking
each other, she lowered her leg and for the first time, she looked at me as
said, “where you going?” I replied, “I wanna be on top of you, I wanna see your
face”. She looked scared and looked at her sis, looking back at me she said,
“Ok, but be careful, if she wakes up, there’s no hiding it this way.” At that
moment, I really couldn’t give a shit if she wakes up or not, I was too lost in
the moment, my cock was doing all the thinking and all that mattered was
fucking her.

I slide over and she laid on her back, lifting her knees to
her chest, she then took of her thong, I then slowly moved myself above her
lowering my waist between her legs. She raised her legs and with my cock in
hand, guided it back into her hungry cunt. Pulling out I slammed hard into her
making her moan load, I leaned down to her face and for the first time, our
lips and tongues met, sliding franticly over each others, lust, pure passion
was the moment, our bodies were grinding firmly but not too much to wake her, I
glanced over at my wife to double check and then looked back at my sis-in-law,
she looked as well and smiled deviously at me. The look made my cock twitch
hard and she moaned with the feel.

“Are you close?” she said, “very!” I replied, “me too, we
better be quick, she could wake up”. Our voices were low, but our bodies could
or should have woken anyone up by now.

We began kissing each other passionately, my cock sliding
back n forth in her faster and faster, her pussy tightened with the increase of
speed. My cock became even more swollen and I felt pre-cum beginning to ooze
out of me, she stirred, bucking her hips upwards, “I felt that!” she murmured
during our tonguing session, “bad boy, you trying to cum in me?” she continued,
“mmm yes” is all I said. “I’m so close... cum for me!” Words of magic she said,
I couldn’t take it anymore, I slammed deep into her womb making her gasp, I
pounded her pussy faster and faster, my balls tightened, I was about to cum, pre-cum
was leaking out like mad. I was about to cum in my sister-in-law! “I’m going to
cum” I sighed out...”oh god yes me too” she replied, she leaned her head back,
her hand gripped my waist and then she held her sisters hand with the other! I
freaked, but couldn’t contain myself anymore...”NOW! Cum” I groaned out and
with that exploded a massive think wad of hot spunk deep into her cunt, she
gasped and began to orgasm over my cock, we both were creaming in n over each
other, I pounded hard feeling her pussy grip my cock, my cum spurting over and
over again into her hungry cunt.

After a while our orgasm together slowed down and I laid on
top of her...my cock still twitching and oozing cum into her, though her pussy
was totally flooded and was leaking our love juices out. We kissed softly for a
minute then looked deep into each other’s eyes and smiled, we looked at our bed
partner, and she was still holding hands with and was somehow still asleep
through all that. We looked back at each other and she grinded her waist
against mine...

”Feeling full?” I said with a very cheesy grin. “Very much”
looking deep into my eyes she replied. I leaned down to her ear, licked it and
whispered, “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to fuck you.”

She kissed my cheek and held me firmly, “Probably as long as
I have wanted you to make love to you” she replied. My wife sighed and moved a
bit on the bed breaking our moment, we kept still until she settled and decided
we better sort ourselves out. I slowly pulled out of her dripping pussy, I
looked down to see a massive soak patch on the bed and our juices dribbling out
of her pussy. I smiled, stood up and helped her get off the bed slowly. We went
into the bathroom, locking the door behind ourselves then kissed and held each
other for a few minutes, our knees were trembling from the intense fuck session
we had just had and then began cleaning ourselves up.

As she was at the sink cleaning her cum filled pussy, I came
in from behind her and slid my tongue down her neck, my hands firmly grasping
her massive double H breasts, she poked her ass out to rub on my cock again and
continued to grind, lick and fondle. She turned around and pushed me up against
the wall kissing each other on the way, she pulled my top off and then kissed
onto my neck and onto my chest, she began licking my nipple and stroking my
cock again, I was already semi hard and didn’t need much persuasion. “I better
check it’s clean before we go back to bed” she said whilst looking up at me
from licking my nipple.

She then continued down my belly to my cock, grabbing hold
of it and then moving her face against it, rubbing it on her cheeks and lips.
“Oh baby” I sighed and with that she took my member into her mouth for the
first time, her tongue slid on the tip and sank all the way to the hilt. I
grabbed her hair as she began sucking my cock; I was hard as hell in seconds of
being in her heavenly mouth and was beginning to fuck her mouth slowly. I
looked down at her and could see she was fingering her pussy...I closed my eyes
as she worked me up to boiling point, I was almost on the verge of cumming and
was so tempted to cum in her mouth, but the thought of filing her up again was
too much and I pulled away from her mouth, pulled her up turning her around and
bent her over to lean on the sink, with one swift move I slammed my cock deep
into her used cunt and fucked her as hard as I could, she moaned loud calling
out my name, telling me to fuck her harder...my balls slammed against her pussy
and I pounded her ass with everything I had. Wet juice sounds became louder and
we were once again soaked. Holding her hips and pulling her back with ever
thrust I moaned I was about to cum again, she out of breath said, “cum baby...make
me cum again”. She was moaning out loud and I slammed into her for the last
time...”OH GOD!” moaning out I said and erupted and hard load of cum into her
hungry cunt...I slammed hard as I spirited and she then came a few moments
later...moaning an aarggh sound and shivered violently. Our bodies came to a
rest again and we were well and truly done.

We once again cleaned ourselves up and then tip-toe back to
bed. She slowly put her trousers back on which were on the floor and passed her
soaking thong to me, “that is for you” and kissed me on the lips. I sniffed
them in front of her and put it in my pocket.

We lay back down onto the bed, my wife had moved completely,
and were somehow still asleep. I knew she slept well when it rained, but this
was insane. We cuddled up to each other, kissed and eventually fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up to find my wife was already up,
my sis-in-law was still asleep, so I kissed her on the face and went to find my
wife. She was downstairs washing up, I went up to her from behind and kissed
her, then bit her ear, and she cringed and kissed me. “How’d you sleep last
night?” I asked, “mmm very well, I think I was heavy asleep, felt like I was
floating.”

I straight away thought that must have been our motion on the
bed she felt and smiled. “I went to the toilet this morning and when I went
back into our bedroom a minute later, there was an odd smell?” she said
puzzled. My eyebrow raised thinking oh shit, our sex smell was still heavily in
the room, “no idea, can’t say I noticed anything.” I replied. “God knows then”,
“it smelt a bit like when we have sex is the only way I can describe it.” She
said, “I must have missed something last night then if that’s the case” I
replied jokingly. “Meh, not me” she said smiling.

I didn’t know how to take that and with that began making
myself a drink. A little while later, my sis-in-law came down, looking fucked,
she looked at me cautiously and smiled, looking up at me. “Wow, bad night?” my
wife said, “kind of” she replied, “well get your ass on the sofa and he will
look after you.” My wife went into the kitchen and began making breakfast. My
sis-in-law came and sat right next to me, peered over her shoulder and kissed
me on the lips, “I enjoyed last night” and smiled, “Did she say anything?” I
told her what she mentioned earlier and she laughed. “Well I guess we have
nothing to worry about then!?” she said grinning deviously. “Nope” I replied
and slid my hand between her thighs, “I’m going to take the day off tomorrow,
mind if I CUM over?” I said winking.

“You can CUM whenever you want!” she replied deviously
again.

“I can’t wait!” I replied.

And with that...began our continuing affair. From that day
onwards, I regularly take days off work to be with her and just have amazing
sex. My wife is none the wiser and we have since had sex in the same bed
sharing with each other.

Thanks for reading.