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Unveiled Desires

Chapter 1: The Whisper of Temptation

The house was quieter than usual, the kind of quiet that hums in your ears when you’re used to the soft chaos of another person’s presence. Claire stood in the kitchen, her fingers tracing the rim of a wine glass she’d filled halfway with a cheap Pinot Grigio. The clock on the wall ticked past 5:00 p.m., and the late summer light spilled through the window, painting the countertops in a warm, honeyed glow. Mark had left that morning, his suitcase packed with crisp button-downs and that cologne she loved—sandalwood and something faintly spicy. He’d kissed her goodbye, his lips lingering a little longer than usual, and whispered, “Have fun with the gang. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” He’d winked, and she’d laughed, swatting his arm. It was their little joke, a thread of their private fantasies woven into the fabric of their marriage.

She took a sip of the wine, letting it roll over her tongue, tart and cool. The “gang” was due any minute—old friends from their hometown, a trio they hadn’t seen in years. There was Jen and Paul, the married couple who always seemed to carry a secret smirk, like they knew something the rest of the world didn’t. And then there was Ethan, the single guy, the one who’d always had a lazy, dangerous charm that made her pulse quicken just a little, even back in high school. They were coming to stay for the weekend, a spontaneous reunion sparked by nostalgia and a group text that had spiraled out of control. Mark had been disappointed to miss it, but the business trip was non-negotiable. “Tell Ethan to keep his hands to himself,” he’d teased as he’d hauled his bag to the car. She’d rolled her eyes, but the words had planted a seed, a faint flicker of what if that she’d tried to ignore.

Claire adjusted the straps of her sundress, a soft cotton thing that hugged her hips and flared out just above her knees. She’d picked it deliberately—not too revealing, but enough to feel good, to feel seen. Her dark hair fell in loose waves over her shoulders, and she caught her reflection in the glass door of the microwave. Thirty-four, still fit from yoga and the occasional run, with hazel eyes that Mark always said looked like they were hiding a secret. Maybe they were.

The doorbell rang, and her stomach flipped. She smoothed her dress, took a deep breath, and crossed the living room to open the door.

“Claire!” Jen’s voice was a burst of warmth as she stepped inside, arms outstretched. She was shorter than Claire remembered, her blonde hair streaked with highlights, her sundress a bold red that clung to her curves. Paul followed, his broad shoulders filling the doorway, his grin easy and familiar. “Hey, stranger,” he said, pulling her into a quick hug. His hands lingered on her back just a beat too long, and she felt a prickle of awareness she dismissed as nerves.

And then there was Ethan. He leaned against the doorframe, one hand in the pocket of his jeans, the other holding a bottle of bourbon. His dark hair was tousled, his jaw shadowed with stubble, and his green eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that made her throat tighten. “Hey, Claire,” he said, his voice low and rough, like he’d just woken up. He stepped forward, and instead of a handshake, he pulled her into a hug. His chest was solid against hers, his arms strong, and she caught a whiff of leather and something faintly smoky. “Been too long.”

“Yeah,” she managed, stepping back, her cheeks warm. “Way too long.”

They piled into the living room, bags dropped by the stairs, laughter filling the space Mark’s absence had left empty. Jen kicked off her sandals and sprawled on the couch, Paul perched on the armrest beside her, and Ethan took the armchair, his legs stretched out, the bourbon bottle resting on his thigh. Claire poured wine for Jen and grabbed beers for the guys, her hands trembling slightly as she handed Ethan his bottle. His fingers brushed hers, and she felt a jolt, quick and sharp, like static electricity.

“So, where’s the man of the house?” Jen asked, sipping her wine.

“Business trip,” Claire said, settling onto the other end of the couch. “He’s gutted to miss you guys.”

“Poor Mark,” Paul said, smirking. “Leaving you alone with us degenerates.”

Claire laughed, but her eyes flicked to Ethan. He was watching her, his lips curved in a half-smile, and she felt that seed from earlier sprout, its roots curling into her thoughts. She took another sip of wine, trying to drown it.

The night unfolded in a blur of stories and laughter, the kind of easy familiarity that comes with old friends. Jen and Paul regaled her with tales of their latest adventures—a trip to Vegas where they’d “accidentally” ended up at a burlesque show, a weekend in a cabin where they’d skinny-dipped in the lake. They told the stories with a conspiratorial gleam, their hands brushing each other’s thighs, and Claire couldn’t help but wonder what else they got up to behind closed doors. Ethan, meanwhile, was quieter, his contributions laced with dry humor and that low, gravelly tone that seemed to vibrate in her chest.

By ten, the wine bottle was empty, and Paul suggested they crack open the bourbon. Claire fetched glasses, and they moved to the back porch, the air thick with humidity and the chirp of crickets. The porch lights cast a soft glow, and she felt Ethan’s eyes on her as she poured the drinks. She handed him his glass, and this time, his fingers lingered, deliberate, his thumb grazing her knuckles. Her breath caught, and she pulled away too quickly, spilling a drop of bourbon on her dress.

“Shit,” she muttered, brushing at the spot.

“Need help with that?” Ethan asked, his tone teasing but his eyes dark.

“I’ve got it,” she said, forcing a laugh. She excused herself to the kitchen, her heart pounding. Standing at the sink, she dabbed at the stain with a wet cloth, her mind racing. It was nothing, she told herself. Just Ethan being Ethan. But the memory of his touch lingered, warm and insistent, and she felt a familiar ache low in her belly—the same ache she got when Mark whispered their fantasies in the dark.

She’d never told anyone else about those nights, the way they’d lie tangled in the sheets, his voice rough with desire as he painted pictures of her with another man. “What if I watched?” he’d say, his fingers slipping between her thighs. “What if he fucked you right here, and I just sat back and enjoyed the show?” She’d moan, her body arching into his touch, the idea thrilling and terrifying in equal measure. It was their secret, a game they played to push the edges of their desire, but they’d never crossed that line. It was always just talk.

Until now. Until Ethan’s fingers on hers, his eyes stripping her bare without even trying. She pressed her thighs together, the ache growing, and leaned against the counter, closing her eyes. She could hear Jen’s laugh from the porch, Paul’s low murmur, Ethan’s silence that somehow felt louder than both. What if she told Mark? What if she called him right now, her voice trembling, and said, “Ethan’s here, and I can’t stop thinking about it”? He’d laugh, probably. He’d tease her, tell her to behave. Or maybe he wouldn’t. Maybe he’d pause, his breath heavy on the line, and say, “Do it.”

The thought made her dizzy. She grabbed her phone from the counter and dialed before she could second-guess herself. It rang twice before Mark picked up.

“Hey, babe,” he said, his voice warm but tired. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah,” she said, too fast. “Just… missing you.”

“Miss you too. How’s the gang?”

“Good. Loud. You know how they are.” She hesitated, her fingers tightening around the phone. “Ethan’s here.”

A beat of silence. Then, “Oh yeah? How’s he holding up without a leash?”

She laughed, but it came out shaky. “He’s… the same. Maybe worse.”

“Worse how?” His tone shifted, curious now, and she knew he’d caught the edge in her voice.

“I don’t know,” she said, lowering her voice even though the porch was too far for them to hear. “He’s just… looking at me. Touching me. Not, like, bad, just—God, I sound crazy.”

“You don’t,” he said, and she could hear the smile in his voice. “You sound turned on.”

Her breath hitched. “Mark—”

“Tell me,” he said, his voice dropping to that husky timbre she knew so well. “What’s he doing?”

“He brushed my hand. Twice. And he’s watching me like… like he knows something.” She swallowed, her mouth dry. “It’s stupid. It’s nothing.”

“Doesn’t sound like nothing.” He paused, and she could picture him in his hotel room, sprawled on the bed, his tie loosened. “You thinking about it?”

“About what?” she whispered, but she knew.

“About him. About what we talk about.”

Her heart slammed against her ribs. “Maybe.”

“Fuck,” he breathed, and she heard the arousal in it, the same heat that flared in her core. “You want to?”

“No,” she said quickly, then softer, “I don’t know. It’s just… there. In my head.”

He was quiet for a moment, and she thought he might laugh it off, change the subject. But then he said, “If you did, I’d be okay with it.”

She froze. “What?”

“I mean it,” he said, his voice steady now. “If it’s Ethan, if it’s this weekend… I’d be okay. I’d want to hear about it.”

“Mark, you’re crazy,” she said, but her body was already reacting, a flush spreading across her chest, her nipples tightening against the fabric of her dress.

“Maybe,” he said. “But I know you. And I know us. Just… tell me everything, okay? If anything happens.”

“Nothing’s going to happen,” she said, but the words felt hollow.

“Sure,” he said, teasing again. “Love you.”

“Love you too.” She hung up, her hands shaking, and stared at the phone. He’d given her permission. Not just permission—encouragement. And now the seed wasn’t just sprouting; it was blooming, wild and unruly, its tendrils wrapping around her resolve.

She returned to the porch, the bourbon glass cool against her palm. Jen was mid-story, something about a bar fight in college, but Claire’s eyes went straight to Ethan. He was leaning back, his shirt unbuttoned at the collar, exposing a triangle of tanned skin. He caught her gaze and held it, his lips parting slightly, and she felt it—a pull, magnetic and dangerous.

“Everything okay?” he asked, his voice cutting through Jen’s chatter.

“Yeah,” she said, sitting down, her dress riding up her thighs. She didn’t adjust it. “Just checking in with Mark.”

“He surviving without you?” Paul asked, but Ethan’s eyes never left hers.

“Barely,” she said, forcing a smile. But inside, she was unraveling, the fantasy no longer faint but vivid, pulsing, alive. She imagined Ethan’s hands on her thighs, pushing her dress higher, his mouth on her neck, Mark’s voice in her ear saying, Tell me everything. And as the bourbon burned her throat, she wondered how long she could resist.

Chapter 2: The Sound of Desire

The bourbon had worked its magic, loosening tongues and softening edges. By midnight, the porch was a haze of laughter and half-empty glasses, the air thick with the scent of summer grass and the faint tang of alcohol. Claire’s head buzzed, a pleasant hum that dulled the sharp edges of her thoughts but amplified the heat coiling in her core. She’d caught Ethan’s gaze too many times to count—each look a silent dare, a question she wasn’t ready to answer. Jen and Paul, meanwhile, had grown bolder, their touches less subtle, their stories more suggestive. Claire’s mind spun with images of their wildness, the kind of reckless abandon she and Mark had only ever flirted with in whispers.

“Okay, okay,” Jen said, standing with a dramatic stretch, her red dress riding up to reveal a flash of thigh. “I’m calling it. Bedtime for me before I say something I regret.”

“Too late for that,” Paul quipped, his hand sliding to her hip as he rose. He grinned at Claire, then Ethan. “You two behave out here. Don’t break anything.”

“No promises,” Ethan said, his voice low, and Claire felt it like a touch, a brush of fingers along her spine. She laughed to cover the shiver, but it came out too high, too nervous.

Jen winked at her. “Night, Claire. Don’t let this one corrupt you.” She nodded at Ethan, then tugged Paul toward the house, their footsteps fading up the stairs to the guest room.

Claire and Ethan were alone now, the porch suddenly too small, the space between them charged with something she couldn’t name. She swirled the last of her bourbon, staring into the amber liquid as if it held answers. The silence stretched, heavy and expectant, until he broke it.

“They’re a lot,” he said, leaning forward, elbows on his knees. His shirt gaped open, revealing more of that tanned chest, a dusting of dark hair she hadn’t noticed before. “Always have been.”

“Yeah,” she agreed, her eyes flicking up to meet his. “They’ve got this… energy. Like they’re always up to something.”

“They are,” he said, his lips curving. “You should’ve seen them in Vegas. I’m pretty sure they fucked in the hotel pool after that burlesque show.”

She choked on her sip, coughing as heat flooded her face. “Jesus, Ethan.”

“What?” He shrugged, but his eyes glinted with mischief. “It’s true. They’re not exactly subtle.”

She shook her head, trying to laugh it off, but the image stuck—Jen’s blonde hair wet and wild, Paul’s hands on her under the water, the thrill of being caught. It was the kind of thing she and Mark would weave into their fantasies, the kind of raw, unscripted lust that made her thighs clench. She shifted in her seat, the ache from earlier flaring again, and Ethan noticed. Of course he did.

“You okay?” he asked, his tone too knowing, too soft.

“Fine,” she said, too fast. “Just… tired. It’s been a long day.”

“Uh-huh.” He didn’t buy it, but he didn’t push. Instead, he stood, stretching, his shirt lifting to show a sliver of stomach—taut, tanned, a trail of hair disappearing into his jeans. “Guess I’ll head up too. Unless you want company.”

Her breath caught. “I’m good,” she managed, standing too quickly, her dress sticking to her thighs. “Night, Ethan.”

“Night, Claire.” He lingered a moment, close enough that she could feel the heat of him, then turned and disappeared inside.

She stayed on the porch, gripping the railing, the night air cool against her flushed skin. Her body was a live wire, every nerve sparking, and she knew sleep wouldn’t come easy. Not with Ethan down the hall, not with Mark’s words—If you did, I’d be okay with it—echoing in her head. She needed to hear his voice again, needed to anchor herself before she drowned in this.

Back in the kitchen, she grabbed her phone and slipped into the master bedroom, closing the door softly behind her. The room smelled of Mark—his cologne on the pillows, his presence in the rumpled sheets. She dialed, her heart thudding as it rang.

“Hey,” he answered, groggy but warm. “You’re up late.”

“Couldn’t sleep,” she said, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Too much bourbon.”

He chuckled. “How’s it going? Still thinking about Ethan?”

She bit her lip, her free hand twisting the hem of her dress. “Yeah. It’s… worse now.”

“Worse how?” His voice sharpened, alert now, and she heard the shift—the curiosity, the hunger.

“He’s flirting,” she said, her words tumbling out. “Not, like, obvious, but it’s there. The way he looks at me, the way he touches me. And Jen and Paul—they’re so… open. It’s messing with my head.”

“Fuck,” he breathed, and she knew he was hard, could picture him adjusting himself in that hotel bed. “What’s he doing to you?”

“Nothing,” she said, then softer, “Not yet. But I want him to. God, Mark, I’m losing it.”

“You’re not losing it,” he said, his voice rough. “You’re hot for it. Tell me what you’re imagining.”

She closed her eyes, the confession spilling out. “His hands. On me. Pushing my dress up, touching me where you do. His mouth—I keep thinking about his mouth.”

“Shit, Claire.” He groaned, and she heard the rustle of sheets. “You’re killing me.”

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, but she wasn’t. Not really.

“Don’t be,” he said. “I want this. I want you to feel it. If it happens… I want pictures.”

Her eyes snapped open. “What?”

“Pictures,” he repeated, his voice thick with need. “If you fuck him, I want to see it. Every dirty detail. Send me proof.”

“Mark—” Her voice cracked, her mind reeling. “You’re serious?”

“Dead serious,” he said. “I’d jerk off to it, babe. Knowing you’re getting it, knowing he’s inside you—it’d drive me fucking wild.”

Her breath came in shallow gasps, her body reacting before her mind could catch up. The idea was insane, reckless, but it lit her up, a fire spreading from her chest to her cunt. “You’re crazy,” she said, but her hand was already sliding up her thigh, pressing against the damp heat between her legs.

“Maybe,” he said, laughing low. “But you love it. Promise me, Claire. Pictures.”

“I—I’ll think about it,” she said, her fingers trembling as they brushed her panties. “Nothing’s happened yet.”

“Yet,” he echoed, teasing. “Love you.”

“Love you too.” She hung up, dropping the phone on the bed, her head spinning. Pictures. The word pulsed in her skull, a new layer to this twisted game. She pressed harder against herself, a soft moan escaping her lips, but before she could sink into it, she heard something—a sound, faint but unmistakable, filtering through the wall.

A moan. Not hers. Jen’s.

Claire froze, her hand stilling, her ears straining. The guest room was just down the hall, and the walls in this old house were thin. Another moan, louder this time, followed by a rhythmic creak—the bed frame, moving. Then Paul’s voice, low and guttural: “Fuck, yeah, take it.”

Her mouth went dry, her pulse hammering. They were fucking. Right there, a dozen feet away, Jen and Paul were tangled in each other, shameless and loud. She heard Jen’s gasp, sharp and needy, then a wet slap—skin on skin, hard and fast. “Harder,” Jen begged, her voice breaking, and Paul growled, the creaking picking up speed.

Claire’s hand moved again, involuntary, pressing against the soaked fabric of her panties. She shouldn’t listen, shouldn’t let it get to her, but she couldn’t stop. The sounds painted a picture—Jen on her back, legs spread, Paul driving into her, their bodies slick with sweat. She imagined Jen’s nails digging into his back, Paul’s hips snapping, the raw, animal need of it. Her fingers slipped under the elastic, finding her clit, and she bit her lip to stifle a whimper.

Then footsteps. Soft, deliberate, coming down the hall. She yanked her hand free, heart lurching, as a shadow paused outside her door. A knock, light but firm.

“Claire?” Ethan’s voice, rough and quiet.

She scrambled to sit up, smoothing her dress, her face burning. “Yeah?”

The door creaked open, and there he was, shirtless, his jeans slung low on his hips. His chest was broader than she’d imagined, his abs defined, a faint scar curling along his ribs. His eyes were dark, locked on hers, and she knew he’d heard it too—the moans, the creaking, still echoing faintly behind him.

“Couldn’t sleep,” he said, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. “Sounds like they’re having a hell of a time.”

She swallowed, her throat tight. “Yeah. They’re… loud.”

He smirked, closing the door behind him, the click loud in the charged silence. “Guess that’s what bourbon does to some people.” He moved closer, stopping at the foot of the bed, his gaze dropping to her flushed cheeks, her parted lips. “You okay?”

“Fine,” she lied, her voice barely a whisper. Her body screamed otherwise, her nipples hard against the cotton, her thighs slick with want.

He tilted his head, studying her. “You don’t look fine. You look…” He trailed off, his eyes dipping lower, and she realized her dress had ridden up, exposing the edge of her panties. She didn’t move to fix it.

“Ethan,” she said, a warning, a plea.

He took another step, close enough now that she could smell him—bourbon and leather and something primal. “Tell me to leave,” he said, his voice a low growl. “Say it, and I’m gone.”

She opened her mouth, but the words wouldn’t come. Jen’s moan cut through the air again, high and desperate, and Claire’s resolve cracked. “I can’t,” she whispered.

His eyes darkened, and he sank onto the bed beside her, not touching, not yet, but close enough that the heat of him seared her skin. “What’s stopping you?” he asked, his breath warm against her ear.

“Mark,” she said, the name a lifeline, a tether. “He… he knows. He’s okay with it.”

Ethan’s brows lifted, surprise flickering across his face, then melting into something hungrier. “He’s okay with me fucking you?”

Her breath hitched, the bluntness of it slicing through her. “He… he said he’d want pictures.”

A slow, wicked grin spread across his face. “Pictures, huh? Kinky bastard.” He leaned closer, his lips brushing her jaw, not quite a kiss. “What do you want, Claire?”

She trembled, her hands fisting the sheets. Jen’s cries peaked, a sharp, “Oh God, yes!” followed by Paul’s grunt, the sounds crashing over her like a wave. “I don’t know,” she gasped, but her body knew, arching toward him, begging.

“Liar,” he murmured, his hand settling on her thigh, heavy and warm. His thumb stroked the skin just below her dress, and she whimpered, the sound raw and unguarded. “You want this. You’ve wanted it all night.”

“Ethan—” Her voice broke, torn between guilt and need. His hand slid higher, fingers grazing the damp edge of her panties, and she jolted, a spark igniting where he touched.

“Tell me to stop,” he said again, but his fingers didn’t stop, tracing the outline of her, slow and deliberate. “Last chance.”

She didn’t. She couldn’t. The temptation had bloomed into lust, wild and unstoppable, and as Jen’s final scream echoed through the house, Claire let go, her head falling back, her body surrendering to the inevitable.

Chapter 3: The Lie That Binds

The morning light sliced through the kitchen blinds, sharp and unforgiving, casting stripes across the counter where Claire stood, her hands trembling around a mug of coffee. The house hummed with the aftermath of last night—Ethan’s hands on her, his cock inside her, the condom a thin barrier between them, the pictures snapped in the heat of it all, now locked in her phone, a secret gift for Mark. Her body still ached, a dull throb between her thighs, her skin marked with faint red lines from his grip, her mind a tangle of guilt and exhilaration. Mark’s permission—If you did, I’d be okay with it—echoed in her skull, a lifeline she clung to, but the reality of it, the act, felt heavier than she’d imagined.

Footsteps padded behind her, soft but deliberate, and she turned, her breath catching as Jen stepped into the kitchen. Jen’s blonde hair was a mess, her red sundress swapped for a loose tank top and shorts, her eyes bright with something Claire couldn’t quite read—curiosity, maybe, or mischief. She poured herself coffee, the silence stretching, then leaned against the counter, fixing Claire with a look that pinned her in place.

“So,” Jen said, her voice low, conspiratorial, “we heard you last night.”

Claire’s stomach dropped, the mug nearly slipping from her hands. “What?” she managed, her voice a croak, her mind racing—Ethan’s groans, her moans, the bed creaking, all of it loud enough to bleed through the thin walls.

Jen smirked, sipping her coffee, her eyes never leaving Claire’s. “You and Ethan. Fucking. Loud as hell. Paul and I were, uh, busy ourselves, but shit, Claire, you weren’t exactly subtle.”

Heat flooded Claire’s face, her pulse hammering as she scrambled for words. The truth—Mark knew, Mark wanted it, Mark had asked for pictures—hovered on her tongue, but it felt too big, too wild to spill to Jen, whose own wildness was a different beast, untamed but not like this. She swallowed, her throat dry, and forced a laugh, shaky and thin. “Yeah, uh… we got drunk. Really drunk.”

Jen raised a brow, her smirk deepening. “Drunk, huh? That’s your excuse?”

Claire nodded, clutching the mug tighter, the lie forming fast, a shield she didn’t know she’d need. “We heard you guys, actually. You and Paul—God, you were loud too. It… it got me hot, I guess. Ethan was there, and it just… happened. Too much bourbon, you know?”

Jen laughed, a sharp, knowing sound, setting her mug down. “So our fucking turned you on? That’s what you’re going with?”

“Yeah,” Claire said, her voice steadier now, the lie settling into place. “It’s not a thing, Jen. Just this weekend. Mark’s out of town, we were wasted—it won’t happen again.” She added the last part quick, a plea to close the door, but Jen’s eyes glinted, unconvinced, intrigued.

“Uh-huh,” Jen said, stepping closer, her voice dropping. “Sounded like more than a one-off. Ethan was giving it to you good—heard you screaming his name. Mark’s cool with you getting railed like that?”

Claire’s heart lurched, the truth clawing at her throat, but she shook her head, forcing a sheepish grin. “He doesn’t know. And he won’t. It’s just… this once. Please don’t say anything.”

Jen’s grin widened, wicked and delighted. “My lips are sealed, babe. Shit, I get it—Paul and I aren’t saints either. Just didn’t peg you for the cheating type. Hot as fuck, though.”

The word—cheating—hit Claire like a slap, then twisted into something else, a dark thrill that made her thighs clench, Ethan’s cum-soaked condom from last night flashing in her mind. “Thanks,” she muttered, turning to the sink, splashing water on her face to hide the flush, Jen’s laugh echoing behind her as she left the kitchen.

The day dragged, a slow simmer of tension—Ethan’s smirks across the table, Paul’s knowing glances, Jen’s teasing jabs about “ bourbon nights.” By afternoon, the air thickened with humidity and unspoken want, the four of them sprawled on the back porch, beers in hand, the sun dipping low. Claire’s phone buzzed in her pocket, Mark’s texts a constant pulse—How’s it going? Thinking about last night?—and she replied, vague but loaded: Crazy. Miss you. She couldn’t tell him yet, not fully, not until she had more to give him.

Ethan stretched beside her, his shirt off, his jeans low, that scar on his ribs catching the light. “Hot out here,” he said, his voice a drawl, his eyes on her, a dare she felt in her bones. Jen and Paul lounged on the steps, her legs over his lap, his hand high on her thigh, their own heat simmering, stoked by the morning’s confession.

“Too hot,” Jen said, standing, tugging Paul up. “We’re grabbing more beers. Maybe something stronger.” She winked at Claire, a nod to their talk, and they disappeared inside, the screen door banging shut.

Claire’s breath caught, alone with Ethan now, the porch a stage she hadn’t meant to step onto. He moved fast, pulling her to her feet, his hands on her hips, his mouth on hers, hard and hungry. “They’re gone,” he murmured, tugging her dress up, her panties down, baring her in the open air. “Let’s give Mark something real.”

“Ethan—” Her protest died as he spun her, bending her over the railing, her hands gripping the wood, her dress hiked to her waist. He unzipped, his cock free, hard and bare—no condom this time, the risk a jolt that made her wetter, her cunt aching for him.

“Phone,” he said, grabbing it from her pocket, switching to video, propping it against a chair to catch them—her ass up, his cock nudging her entrance, the porch wide open to the world. “Mark’s gonna love this,” he growled, and thrust in, deep and raw, no barrier, just skin, hot and slick.

“Oh fuck—” Claire’s scream tore free, her body stretching around him, the feel of him bare overwhelming, dangerous, perfect. He fucked her hard, fast, the slap of his hips against her ass loud, the video rolling, capturing every thrust, every moan. She heard Jen and Paul inside—Jen’s gasp, Paul’s grunt, the table creaking—and knew they were fucking too, spurred by the morning’s lie, the echo of last night.

Ethan’s hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head back, his voice rough. “They’re listening. Maybe watching. Let them.”

The thought—Jen and Paul’s eyes on her, thinking she was cheating, hiding it—lit her up, the exhibitionism a drug she couldn’t resist. “Yes—fuck me—” she begged, her hips rocking back, meeting him, her screams louder, deliberate, a performance for them, for Mark, for herself.

The screen door creaked, and she twisted her head, catching Jen and Paul stepping out, beers forgotten, their faces slack with shock, then heat. Jen’s dress was rucked up, Paul’s jeans open, his cock still wet from her, and they stopped, staring—Ethan pounding her, her breasts bouncing under the dress, her cunt bare and stretched around him.

“Holy shit,” Jen breathed, her hand slipping between her legs, rubbing herself through her panties. “You’re fucking him again—right here?”

Paul groaned, stroking himself, his eyes locked on Claire. “Mark’s got no clue, huh? Shit, that’s hot.”

Claire moaned, the lie burning through her, their belief in her betrayal pushing her higher. “No—he doesn’t—” she gasped, Ethan’s thrusts brutal now, his bare cock hitting deep, no condom to dull it. “Just—this—weekend—”

“Fuck,” Ethan grunted, his hand on her ass, spreading her wider, showing them everything. “Gonna cum in you—let them see.”

“Yes—” Claire’s voice broke, the exhibition kink taking over, her body trembling as Jen and Paul watched, Jen fingering herself, Paul jerking off, their own control slipping. Ethan slammed into her, once, twice, then groaned, his cum spilling hot and deep, filling her, dripping out as he kept thrusting, a mess they all saw—Jen’s moan, Paul’s curse, the air thick with it.

Claire came, screaming, her cunt pulsing around him, soaking the porch, her body shuddering as Jen and Paul lost it—Jen’s fingers frantic, Paul’s cum spurting onto the steps, their eyes never leaving her, Ethan pulling out, his cum trickling down her legs, the video catching it all.

They stood there, panting, the porch a crime scene of lust—Jen’s hand slick, Paul’s cum on the wood, Claire’s thighs marked with Ethan. Jen laughed, shaky and wild, stepping closer. “You’re insane,” she said, her voice awed. “Mark’s gonna kill you if he finds out.”

“He won’t,” Claire said, her voice hoarse, meeting Ethan’s eyes, the truth a secret flame between them. “He can’t.”

Paul wiped his hand on his jeans, grinning. “Our lips are sealed. Shit, that was better than porn.”

Ethan smirked, grabbing the phone, stopping the video, his hand on Claire’s ass, bold and unapologetic. “Glad you enjoyed it,” he said, and pulled her to him, kissing her hard, letting Jen and Paul see—the lie a thrill they all shared, even if they didn’t know the half of it.

Claire sank into a chair, her legs weak, the video burning in her hand. She opened Mark’s chat, typing fast: Porch. No condom this time. They watched. He came in me. She attached the clip—Ethan fucking her, Jen and Paul cumming outside, her screams—and hit send.

Mark’s reply buzzed through: Fuck, Claire. Bare? They saw? I’m losing it—again. She showed Ethan, whispering, “He noticed,” and he chuckled, his hand on her thigh, squeezing.

“Good,” he said, loud enough for Jen and Paul to hear, playing the part. “Let’s keep him guessing.”

Jen grinned, Paul nodded, and Claire felt it—the exhibitionism, the lie, the group pulling her deeper, a dance she couldn’t stop.

Chapter 4: The Heat of Exposure

The evening settled over the house like a heavy blanket, the air thick with humidity and the faint buzz of cicadas, the tension from the porch lingering in every glance, every brush of skin. Claire stood in the kitchen, her hands braced on the counter, her sundress clinging to her hips, still stained with Ethan’s cum from earlier, a sticky reminder she hadn’t washed away. Her phone sat beside her, Mark’s last text glowing—Fuck, Claire. Bare? They saw? I’m losing it—again—a jolt that kept her body humming, her mind spinning between guilt and a reckless, insatiable want. Jen and Paul’s belief—that she was cheating, that Mark was oblivious—had rooted deep, a lie she fed with every word, every scream, and it thrilled her more than she could admit.

Footsteps thudded behind her, and she turned, catching Jen’s silhouette in the doorway, her tank top loose, her shorts riding low, a bottle of tequila swinging in her hand. “Hot tub time,” Jen said, her voice a playful lilt, but her eyes glinted with something sharper, something that saw too much. “Figured we’d crank up the night. You in?”

Claire’s pulse jumped, the image flashing—hot water, steam, bodies close, the porch’s rawness still fresh. “Yeah,” she said, forcing a smile, her voice steady despite the tremor in her legs. “Sounds good.”

Jen grinned, stepping closer, lowering her voice. “Bring Ethan. After that porch show, I’m guessing he’s game for anything.” She winked, the lie hanging between them, thick and intoxicating—Mark doesn’t know—and Claire nodded, her throat tight, the thrill of it coiling low in her belly.

“Will do,” she said, grabbing her phone, and Jen sauntered out, calling for Paul, her laugh echoing through the house. Claire texted Ethan quick—Hot tub. Now.—and he appeared minutes later, shirtless, jeans swapped for swim trunks, his green eyes locking on hers with a hunger that made her thighs clench.

“Hot tub, huh?” he said, his voice low, stepping close, his hand brushing her hip. “Gonna be tight quarters with them watching.”

“They think we’re sneaking around,” she whispered, her breath hitching as his fingers grazed the cum-stained hem of her dress. “Let’s give them more to see.”

His smirk widened, dark and dangerous. “Mark’s gonna lose his shit,” he said, and she nodded, the thought—Mark watching, Jen and Paul believing—igniting her all over again.

They stepped outside, the backyard lit by string lights, the hot tub bubbling on the deck, steam rising into the dusk. Jen and Paul were already there, stripping down—Jen in a red bikini that barely held her curves, Paul in black trunks, his broad chest scratched and flushed from their earlier fuck. Jen climbed in, sinking into the water with a sigh, Paul following, his hand sliding to her thigh under the surface, a move Claire caught, her cunt pulsing at the sight.

“Come on,” Jen called, splashing water, her grin sly. “Don’t be shy now—not after what we saw.”

Claire’s face heated, but she peeled off her dress, revealing a simple black bikini she’d grabbed from upstairs, the fabric clinging to her still-damp skin, Ethan’s cum a faint sheen on her thighs she hadn’t fully cleaned. Ethan shed his trunks, bold and bare, his cock half-hard already, and climbed in, pulling her with him. The water was hot, almost scalding, the jets roaring, and she settled beside him, their thighs pressed tight, Jen and Paul across from them, close enough to touch.

“Fuck, this feels good,” Paul said, leaning back, his arm around Jen, his fingers brushing her breast through the bikini top. “Perfect way to end a wild day.”

“Wild’s right,” Jen said, her eyes on Claire, then Ethan, lingering where his hand rested on Claire’s knee under the water. “You two set the bar pretty high out there. Mark’s missing one hell of a weekend.”

Claire’s breath caught, the lie a live wire, and she laughed, shaky but deliberate. “Yeah, well, he’s stuck in meetings. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”

Jen’s grin sharpened, her hand sliding to Paul’s trunks, rubbing him slow, the water rippling with her movement. “Guess not,” she said, her voice thick. “You’re good at keeping secrets, huh?”

“Guess so,” Claire said, her voice trembling with arousal, not fear, as Ethan’s hand slid higher, brushing her bikini bottom, his fingers teasing the edge. Paul groaned, his head tipping back, Jen’s hand working him under the water, and Claire felt it—the shift, the air charging, the porch’s exhibitionism spilling into this tight, steamy space.

Ethan leaned in, his lips on her ear, loud enough for them to hear. “They’re watching,” he murmured, his fingers slipping under her bikini, finding her slick, still swollen from him. “Let’s fuck them up.”

She moaned, soft and involuntary, her hips bucking into his touch, and Jen’s eyes widened, Paul’s grin fading into something hungrier. “Fuck,” Jen breathed, pulling Paul’s trunks down, freeing his cock—thick, hard, bobbing in the water—and climbing onto his lap, straddling him. “You two started it again.”

Claire’s heart pounded, Ethan’s fingers plunging inside her, two at once, curling deep, and she gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders, the water sloshing around them. Jen tugged her bikini bottom aside, sinking onto Paul, her moan sharp as he filled her, her breasts bouncing with each thrust, the jets masking nothing.

“Shit—Jen—” Paul groaned, his hands on her hips, lifting her, slamming her down, water splashing over the edge. Claire watched, mesmerized, her cunt clenching around Ethan’s fingers, the sight—Jen’s cunt stretched, Paul’s cock glistening—pushing her higher.

“Fuck me,” she whispered, loud for them, turning to Ethan, pulling his hand free, climbing onto him. He grinned, yanking her bikini bottom off, tossing it onto the deck, and she sank onto him, bare and raw, no condom, his cock thick and hot inside her. “Oh God—” Her scream tore free, her body stretching, the water amplifying every sensation, Jen and Paul’s eyes on her, burning.

“Fuck, Claire—” Jen gasped, riding Paul harder, her hands on his chest, nails digging in. “You’re—shit—right there—”

“Yeah,” Ethan growled, his hands on Claire’s ass, lifting her, slamming her down, the slap of wet skin loud over the jets. “Watch her take it.”

Paul’s eyes locked on Claire, his thrusts matching Ethan’s rhythm, Jen’s moans syncing with hers, a chorus of lust in the steaming water. “He’s bare again,” Paul grunted, his voice rough. “Cumming in you—Mark’s got no fucking clue—”

The lie—Mark doesn’t know—hit Claire like a wave, her exhibition kink roaring, her screams louder, deliberate, letting them see, hear, feel her betrayal. “No—he doesn’t—” she gasped, her hips rocking, Ethan’s cock hitting deep, no barrier, just them, reckless and exposed.

Jen reached out, her hand brushing Claire’s thigh under the water, then higher, grazing her clit where Ethan entered her, a shock of contact that made Claire scream, her body bucking. “Fuck—Jen—” she whimpered, and Jen rubbed harder, her own moans breaking as Paul fucked her, the four of them a tangled, splashing mess.

“Cum for us,” Jen said, her voice a plea, her fingers relentless, and Claire did, her orgasm ripping through her, sharp and blinding, her cunt pulsing around Ethan, soaking the water, her scream echoing into the night. Ethan groaned, his thrusts stuttering, and she felt him cum, hot and deep, filling her, spilling out as he kept moving, a mess Jen and Paul saw, their eyes wide, their own control slipping.

“Shit—” Paul grunted, lifting Jen off him, stroking himself fast, cumming into the water, thick and white, swirling with the jets. Jen followed, her fingers frantic on her clit, her cry sharp, her body shuddering against Paul, their eyes still on Claire, on Ethan pulling out, his cum dripping from her, clouding the water.

They sank back, panting, the hot tub a cauldron of sex—Claire on Ethan’s lap, Jen on Paul’s, their bodies spent, the air heavy with steam and satisfaction. Jen laughed, shaky and wild, brushing wet hair from her face. “Fuck me,” she said, her voice awed. “You two are insane. Mark’s missing the show of his life.”

Claire’s chest heaved, her body buzzing, the lie a thrill she couldn’t shake. “He’ll never know,” she said, meeting Ethan’s eyes, the truth a secret flame between them, Jen and Paul’s belief a drug they both drank deep.

Paul grinned, wiping water from his brow. “Our secret, huh? Shit, I got off so hard watching you—knowing he’s clueless.”

“Same,” Jen said, her hand on Paul’s chest, then Claire’s knee, lingering. “Seeing you take it bare—Ethan cumming in you—fuck, it’s hot.”

Ethan smirked, his hand on Claire’s ass, squeezing, bold and unapologetic. “Glad you liked it,” he said, and leaned over, grabbing her phone from the deck, switching to video, propping it against a beer bottle. “One more for the road?”

Claire’s heart lurched, the exhibitionism flaring again, and she nodded, climbing back onto him, straddling him reverse, facing Jen and Paul, letting them see everything—her cunt spread, Ethan’s cock sliding in, bare and thick. “Fuck me,” she said, loud for them, for the video, and he did, slow and deep, the water sloshing, Jen and Paul watching, their hands moving again—Jen on Paul’s cock, Paul on Jen’s clit, getting off to the sight.

“Shit—Claire—” Jen moaned, her eyes locked where Ethan entered her, her fingers speeding up, Paul stroking himself, their breaths ragged. Claire screamed, her hips rocking, Ethan’s hands on her breasts, pinching her nipples through the bikini top, the video catching it all—them fucking, Jen and Paul cumming again, a shared, exhibitionistic climax that left the water cloudy, the night shattered.

Ethan groaned, cumming inside her again, hot and deep, and she collapsed against him, trembling, the phone still rolling, Jen and Paul panting across from them, their eyes still on her, on the mess dripping from her. “Fuck,” Paul muttered, his voice hoarse. “You’re gonna kill us, Claire. Mark’s got no idea.”

“He doesn’t,” she said, her voice steady, the lie a thrill she fed, Ethan’s smirk a mirror to her own. She grabbed the phone, stopping the video, and opened Mark’s chat, typing fast: Hot tub. Both couples. They watched us fuck—bare again. Jen touched me. She attached the clip—Ethan inside her, Jen and Paul cumming, the water a mess—and hit send.

Mark’s reply buzzed through: Holy fuck, Claire. Both of them? Bare? I’m jerking off right now—again. She showed Ethan, whispering, “He’s hooked,” and he chuckled, pulling her close, his lips on her ear.

“Let’s keep him hooked,” he said, loud enough for Jen and Paul to hear, playing the part. “One more?”

Jen grinned, Paul groaned, and Claire nodded, her body already stirring, the exhibitionism, the group, the lie a dance she couldn’t—wouldn’t—stop.

Chapter 5: The Final Night’s Swap

The last night unfurled in a haze of tequila and heat, the living room a tangle of empty bottles and flickering firelight, the air thick with the musk of earlier days—sweat, sex, and the bourbon-soaked promise of more. Claire sprawled on the couch, her black bikini swapped for a loose tank top and shorts, her skin still flushed from the hot tub, Ethan’s cum a faint memory between her thighs. The alcohol burned her throat, a shot glass dangling from her fingers, her head buzzing with a reckless freedom she’d never tasted before this weekend. Jen and Paul lounged on the floor, a blanket beneath them, her red bikini top untied, his trunks low, their laughter slurring into something wilder. Ethan sat beside Claire, his bare chest gleaming, a tequila bottle in hand, his green eyes catching hers with a glint that promised chaos.

“Last night,” Jen said, her voice thick, tipping her shot glass back, tequila spilling down her chin. “Gotta go out with a bang, right?”

“Fuck yeah,” Paul slurred, grabbing the bottle from Ethan, pouring a messy shot that splashed onto the blanket. “We’ve been banging all weekend—why stop now?”

Claire laughed, the sound raw and unguarded, the tequila loosening her limbs, her inhibitions a distant echo. “Might as well,” she said, leaning into Ethan, her hand on his thigh, feeling the muscle flex under her touch. “One more round?”

Ethan grinned, tipping the bottle to her lips, letting her drink straight from it, the burn sharp and sweet. “Always,” he said, his voice a growl, and kissed her, hard and sloppy, tequila on his tongue, his hand sliding under her tank top, cupping her breast, pinching her nipple through the fabric.

“Shit,” Jen breathed, watching, her hand slipping to Paul’s trunks, tugging them down, freeing his cock—already hard, thick, bobbing in the firelight. “You two don’t quit.”

“Don’t want to,” Claire gasped, Ethan’s fingers tugging her shorts off, her panties with them, leaving her bare from the waist down, her cunt still slick from the hot tub, aching for more. He shed his trunks, his cock springing free, and pulled her onto his lap, straddling him, sinking onto him with a moan that echoed through the room.

“Fuck—Ethan—” Her hips rocked, taking him deep, the familiar stretch igniting her, the tequila amplifying every thrust. Jen moaned, climbing onto Paul, her bikini bottom gone, riding him hard, her breasts bouncing, the slap of their skin syncing with Claire and Ethan’s rhythm.

“Goddamn,” Paul grunted, his hands on Jen’s hips, slamming her down, his eyes flicking to Claire, to Ethan inside her, the fire casting shadows over their bodies. “So fucking hot.”

The room pulsed, a haze of alcohol and lust, the couples fucking side by side, the exhibitionism a drug they all drank deep—watching, being watched, the heat of it building. Claire’s moans grew louder, Ethan’s thrusts harder, and Jen reached out, her hand brushing Claire’s arm, then gripping it, pulling her closer.

“Swap,” Jen slurred, her voice a dare, her eyes wild. “I want Ethan—you take Paul.”

Claire’s breath caught, her cunt clenching around Ethan, the idea—fucking Paul, Ethan fucking Jen—hitting her like a shockwave, raw and new. “Fuck,” she gasped, and Ethan grinned, lifting her off him, his cock slick and hard, nodding at Paul.

“Do it,” he said, his voice rough, and Paul pulled out of Jen, his cock glistening, standing as Jen crawled to Ethan, straddling him, sinking onto him with a moan that made Claire’s thighs tremble.

“Oh God—Ethan—” Jen’s voice broke, her hips rocking, taking him deep, her hands on his chest, nails digging in. Claire turned to Paul, her heart pounding, and he grabbed her, pulling her to the blanket, laying her back, spreading her legs wide.

“Been wanting this,” Paul growled, his cock nudging her entrance, and he thrust in, thick and brutal, filling her in one stroke. “Fuck—Claire—” Her scream tore free, her body stretching around him, different from Ethan—wider, heavier, a new heat that made her head spin.

“Paul—oh shit—” She clawed at the blanket, her hips bucking, his thrusts deep and relentless, the tequila blurring the edges, her eyes darting to Ethan and Jen—Ethan fucking Jen hard, her ass bouncing, his hands on her breasts, pulling her bikini top off, sucking a nipple into his mouth.

“Fuck, Jen—” Ethan groaned, his voice a rumble, and Claire watched, mesmerized, her cunt pulsing around Paul, the sight—Ethan inside Jen, Jen’s moans, Paul’s cock in her—pushing her higher, her first time with someone else, the exhibitionism a wildfire she couldn’t control.

Paul grabbed her phone from the couch, fumbling with it, switching to video, propping it against a bottle to catch them—him fucking her, Ethan fucking Jen, the firelight glinting off their sweat-soaked bodies. “Gonna record this,” he grunted, his thrusts speeding up, the camera rolling, Claire’s screams loud, Jen’s moans sharper, the couples side by side, watching each other, getting off on it.

“Fuck—Paul—” Claire’s voice broke, her hands on his shoulders, nails digging in, his cock hitting deep, a spot Ethan hadn’t, a new angle that made her tremble. She glanced at Ethan, saw him slam into Jen, her head thrown back, her cries raw, and Paul’s groans grew louder, his rhythm faltering.

“Gonna cum,” Paul grunted, his hands on her hips, lifting her, slamming her down, and she felt it—his cock swelling, no condom, just him, bare and hot. “Fuck—Claire—”

“Me too—” She screamed, her orgasm crashing over her, sharp and blinding, her cunt pulsing around him, soaking the blanket, and he came, hot and deep, filling her, spilling out as he kept thrusting, a mess the camera caught, Jen and Ethan watching, their own climax building.

“Shit—Jen—” Ethan growled, his hands on her ass, slamming her down, and Jen screamed, her body shuddering, her cum soaking him, his thrusts stuttering as he came, hot and deep inside her, no barrier, just them, a mirror to Claire and Paul. Jen collapsed against him, panting, Ethan’s cum dripping from her, and Paul pulled out of Claire, his cum trickling down her thighs, the blanket a wreck of their lust.

They lay there, a sweaty, tequila-soaked heap, the fire crackling, the video still rolling, capturing the aftermath—Claire’s legs spread, Paul’s cum glistening, Jen on Ethan, his cum pooling beneath her. Paul laughed, ragged and wild, wiping sweat from his brow. “Fuck me,” he said, his voice hoarse. “First time swapping—worth it.”

“Yeah,” Jen gasped, sliding off Ethan, her body trembling, her eyes on Claire, then Paul. “So fucking hot—watching you take him.”

Claire’s chest heaved, her body buzzing, the newness—Paul inside her, Ethan in Jen—sinking in, a thrill she hadn’t expected. “Same,” she said, her voice shaky, meeting Ethan’s eyes, seeing the heat there, the satisfaction. “Seeing you with her—fuck.”

Ethan grinned, pulling her to him, kissing her hard, letting her taste Jen on his lips, a shared claim that made her cunt clench again. “Good,” he said, grabbing the phone, stopping the video, his hand on her ass, squeezing. “One hell of a night.”

They disentangled, Jen and Paul curling up on the blanket, Claire and Ethan on the couch, the tequila bottle empty, the room quiet but for their breaths, the fire’s soft pop. Claire’s phone buzzed, Mark’s text lighting the screen—Anything tonight?—and she typed fast, her fingers trembling: Final night. Swapped. Paul fucked me, Ethan fucked Jen. Video. She attached the clip—Paul inside her, Ethan in Jen, their cum spilling—and hit send.

Mark’s reply came quick: Holy shit, Claire. Swapped? I’m losing it—again. Fucking hot. She showed Ethan, whispering, “He’s gone,” and he chuckled, his hand on her thigh, a promise of more.

“Morning,” he murmured, his voice low, just for her. “One last time before they go.”

She nodded, her body stirring, the night’s chaos a prelude to the dawn, to Mark’s return, a reclaiming she could already feel.

The morning broke slow and gray, the house quiet but heavy with the weight of the weekend—empty bottles scattered, the blanket stained, the air still thick with sex. Jen and Paul packed upstairs, their laughter faint, their bags by the door, ready to leave. Claire stood in the bedroom, her tank top and shorts rumpled, her body marked—Paul’s cum dried on her thighs, Ethan’s scent on her skin—a map of the nights she’d never forget.

Ethan slipped in, his trunks back on, his chest bare, his eyes locking on hers. “One more,” he said, his voice rough, pulling her to the bed, stripping her fast, her shorts off, his trunks gone, his cock hard and bare against her.

“Fuck me,” she whispered, spreading her legs, and he did, thrusting in deep, no condom, just them, raw and urgent, the bed creaking, her moans soft but desperate. He came quick, hot and deep, filling her one last time, and she clung to him, trembling, the final act a quiet storm before the calm.

They dressed, Jen and Paul’s car pulling out, gravel crunching, and Claire stood at the window, watching them go, her phone in hand, the video of Paul fucking her a bomb waiting to drop. The front door clicked open downstairs—Mark, home early, his suitcase thudding to the floor—and her heart lurched, a mix of dread and heat, knowing he’d reclaim her, knowing she’d surprise him with the truth of the weekend, the proof he’d begged for.

Chapter 6: The Reclamation

The morning light filtered through the bedroom curtains, gray and soft, a muted end to the weekend’s chaos. Claire lay on the bed, her tank top rucked up, shorts and panties stripped off, her legs spread wide as Ethan thrust into her, his cock bare and thick, filling her with a desperate urgency. The house was quiet but heavy—Jen and Paul’s bags were packed, their laughter fading downstairs, the tequila-soaked haze of last night still clinging to the air. Ethan’s hands gripped her hips, his bare chest slick with sweat, his green eyes locked on hers, a silent farewell in every stroke.

“Fuck—Claire—” His voice was rough, strained, his thrusts deep and fast, the bed creaking under them, a rhythm that echoed the wildness of the past days. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her moans soft but raw, her cunt still tender from Paul last night, from Ethan’s relentless claim all weekend.

“Harder,” she gasped, her hips rocking up, meeting him, needing this last burn, this final mark before he left, before Mark came home. He obliged, slamming into her, his cock hitting deep, no condom, just them—hot, slick, reckless. She felt him swell, his breath hitching, and he groaned, low and guttural, cumming inside her, hot and deep, filling her one last time, a flood that spilled out as he kept thrusting, her own climax crashing through her, sharp and quiet, her body trembling beneath him.

“Fuck,” he panted, collapsing beside her, his chest heaving, his cum trickling down her thighs, pooling on the sheets. She turned to him, her breath ragged, and he kissed her, slow and deep, a goodbye that tasted of tequila and salt.

“Worth it,” he murmured, pulling back, his grin faint but real, and she nodded, her body buzzing, her mind already shifting—Jen and Paul leaving, Mark’s return looming, the video of Paul fucking her a secret bomb in her pocket.

“Yeah,” she said, her voice hoarse, sitting up as he rolled off the bed, grabbing his trunks, slipping them on. “See you… sometime.”

He winked, grabbing his bag from the corner, and slipped out, his footsteps fading down the hall. She heard the front door open, Jen’s laugh, Paul’s low murmur, the crunch of gravel as their car pulled away, leaving the house silent, hers again—hers and Mark’s. She stood, wobbly, pulling her shorts back on, the tank top sticking to her skin, Ethan’s cum still wet between her legs, a mark she hadn’t washed away. Her phone sat on the nightstand, the video waiting—Paul inside her, Ethan in Jen, the swap that had shattered her boundaries—and she grabbed it, her heart thudding, knowing Mark was close, knowing he’d want her, knowing she’d give him everything.

The front door clicked open downstairs, a suitcase thudding to the floor, and Mark’s voice cut through the stillness—“Claire?”—deep, familiar, a pull that snapped her spine straight. She smoothed her hair, her breath shallow, and stepped into the hall, leaning over the railing, catching sight of him—tall, broad, his suit rumpled from travel, his dark hair mussed, his eyes lifting to hers, sharp with hunger and something else, something possessive.

“Hey,” she said, her voice steady despite the tremor in her chest, descending the stairs slow, letting him see her—disheveled, marked, his wife but not quite the same. He dropped his bag, meeting her at the bottom, his hands on her hips, pulling her close, his mouth crashing into hers, hard and claiming, tasting the weekend on her lips.

“Fuck, I missed you,” he growled, his hands roaming, under her tank top, finding her bare beneath, her nipples hard against his palms. “Those pictures—those videos—shit, Claire, you’ve been driving me insane.”

She moaned into his mouth, her hands fisting his shirt, the heat of him grounding her, pulling her back from the edge she’d danced on all weekend. “Good,” she said, pulling back, her eyes locked on his, a wicked glint in hers. “Got one more surprise for you.”

His brows lifted, his grip tightening, and she slipped her phone from her pocket, opening the chat, the video of last night—Paul fucking her, Ethan in Jen, the swap—cued up, the thumbnail a blur of flesh and firelight. “Watch,” she said, hitting play, holding it between them, her breath hitching as the sounds spilled out—her screams, Paul’s groans, Jen’s moans, Ethan’s grunts, the camera catching it all.

Mark’s eyes widened, his jaw dropping, then clenching, his breath ragged as he watched—Paul thrusting into her, thick and bare, her legs spread on the blanket, Ethan slamming into Jen beside them, their cum spilling, the chaos of it raw and unfiltered. “Holy fuck,” he whispered, his voice breaking, his hand sliding to her ass, squeezing hard. “Paul fucked you? Ethan fucked Jen? Shit, Claire—”

“Yeah,” she said, her voice low, trembling with heat, not shame. “First time with someone else. He came in me—Ethan came in her. All on video for you.”

“Fuck,” he groaned, dropping the phone to the stairs, pulling her tank top off, her shorts down, leaving her naked, his hands everywhere—her breasts, her hips, between her legs, finding her slick, still marked by Ethan. “You’re mine,” he said, his voice a growl, shoving his pants down, his cock springing free, hard and thick, a claim she felt in her bones.

“Yours,” she gasped, and he lifted her, pinning her against the wall, thrusting into her in one brutal stroke, bare and deep, filling her where Ethan had been, where Paul had been, reclaiming her with a ferocity that made her scream. “Mark—oh God—”

“Fuck, you’re wet,” he grunted, his hips snapping, his cock stretching her, the wall rough against her back, his hands bruising her thighs. “Paul fucked you here—came in you—shit, I saw it—”

“Yes—” Her voice broke, her legs wrapping around him, pulling him deeper, his thrusts relentless, erasing Ethan, erasing Paul, marking her his again. “Watched it—wanted you to—”

He groaned, his mouth on her neck, biting hard, sucking a mark that matched the ones fading from Ethan’s teeth. “So fucking hot,” he said, his voice ragged, slamming into her, the sound wet and loud, her cunt pulsing around him, still tender, still full of the weekend’s echoes. “Mine—fuck, Claire—mine—”

“Yours—” She screamed, her orgasm crashing over her, sharp and blinding, her body convulsing, soaking him, her nails raking his back, drawing blood through his shirt. He followed, his groan guttural, cumming inside her, hot and deep, a flood that mixed with Ethan’s, with Paul’s, a reclaiming that left her trembling, pinned against the wall, his weight holding her up.

They sank to the floor, panting, his cock still inside her, softening, his cum dripping out, pooling on the hardwood. He kissed her, slow and deep, his hands gentle now, tracing her skin, her marks, her story. “Fuck, Claire,” he murmured, his voice hoarse, pulling back to look at her, his eyes dark with awe, with love, with hunger. “That video—Paul inside you—I came so hard watching it.”

She laughed, shaky and raw, her hand on his face, feeling the stubble, the realness of him. “Good,” she said, her voice soft, steady now. “Wanted you to see—wanted you to take me back.”

“I did,” he said, his grin faint but fierce, pulling her onto his lap, his hands on her ass, possessive. “You’re mine—always.”

“Always,” she echoed, her head on his shoulder, her body spent, the weekend a wildfire burned out, leaving ash and embers, a heat she’d carry forever. The phone lay beside them, the video still paused—Paul’s final thrust, her scream, Ethan and Jen in the background—a testament to the chaos, the gift she’d given him, the reclaiming he’d taken.

They stayed there, tangled on the floor, the house quiet again, hers and his, the morning stretching into something new, something theirs.

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L Part 2

A few weeks passed after fucking L in her bed while her BF was at work. We texted every day and she would send me pics and videos of her sexy body. We would arrange to have some quick fucks in the back of my SUV on lunch break and after work. She was such a great fuck. She loved the fact I was married and that I would fuck her raw. She never let anyone fuck her raw.

One time I picked her up from work and drove to a parking garage nearby. She stripped completely naked, crawled in the back seat, and started finger fucking herself as she called her BF. She told him how horny she was and how badly she needed his dick when he gets off tonight. She started moaning as she touched her clit and fucked her fingers in and out of her. She was talking to M as if he was fucking her. Moaning about how good he feels. Her eyes never leave mine. I crawled into the back seat and got between her thighs. I started biting and sucking my way up her legs as she rubbed her pussy.

As my tongue licked up her slit, she moaned out “Ohhhhh yes M! You are going to make me cuuuuuuuuum!” her hand stopped rubbing her clit and went to the back of my head, pulling me closer to her. My lips sucking her pussy lips and my tongue fucking her pussy. Her body shook as her orgasm flooded her.

“Yesssss cum for me L! I’m the best fuck you will ever have!” I heard him grunt as the phone fell away from her ear. I saw the woman in front of me lost in ecstasy. Her orgasm was building in her. The rush was so intense that she could not breathe. After one minute of her orgasm rushing her body, she finally came back. “Holy fuck . . . Oh god . . . Oh fuck!!!” she moans panting.

I pick up her phone and hand it to her. She forgot M was still on the phone “M?? I’m sorry . . . That was the best orgasm! You better be ready to eat my pussy when you get off! It’s a cummie mess for you babe!” she said in a slutty seductive voice.

Once she hung up, she dove on me. Her naked body humped my waist as we made out. Her cum was all over my face. We pulled my cock out as she slides down on it. “ Ohhhhh fuck!! I can never get used to how huge your cock is Mike!!!!” She screams out as my cock stretched her pussy.

We fucked hard and fast! We both wanted this! We both needed to cum! Her naked body is incredible! Her big titties were in my face as she fucked herself on my cock! “I need your cum Mike!” she whispered in my ear. “you have made me a cum slut!! Cum for me baby! Cum in my cheating pussy!”

It was all too much! I needed this pussy so much! I needed to cum in her so bad! I needed to mark her pussy as mine! I wrapped up on her and pinned her down. My cock buried to her cervix as it started to throb, shooting load after load in her womb! Her orgasm flooded her body once she felt my hot cum flooding her. We both fucked through our orgasm until we collapsed from exhaustion.

After a few minutes, we started getting ready. “I don’t know what I am going to do in a few weeks!” I say softly.

“What do you mean baby?” she replied.

“We are going to the beach in a few weeks. I need this pussy” I say slipping my hand under her skirt and finger fuck her. “ it would be so hot if you happened to be there!”

“Well . . . My BF owes me a holiday. He flaked on the last few chances. I am going to ask him to take me as he is eating my pussy. No way he rejects me when he has not got his dick wet.” She replies with an evil smile.

We both went home to our families. Later that night, I got an email.

“Hey Mike,

Just following up with you about that business trip that we discussed in our meeting this afternoon. If you could send me the details so I can set up the trip for my boss. Also, my boss was very appreciative of the gift you sent him. He loves nothing more than those old-fashioned cream pies. You will have a client for life if you keep sending him things like that.

I am sorry for the late email. I hope you are enjoying your family.

Thank you so much,

“L”

I was shocked to see this email. My wife was sitting right next to me and even glanced at it. I told her we are going to a conference the week after we go to St Martin. She gave me a pouty face as she never liked when I went on business trips.

I sent L the information for the resort we were staying at. She said her cum filled pussy was too much for M to resist. He said she could go anywhere she wanted as long as he got to fuck her. She was not going to miss out on going on a trip. She said it was a good minute and a half and he was done. Said he kept talking about how he was the best she ever had. She just moaned in agreement thinking about how I fuck her pussy harder and longer. How it feels as I flood her over and over. How she is turning into a cum slut. She then started thinking about this holiday she was about to go on.

The trip was approaching quickly. L sent me a text that M would not be coming till the last weekend we were there. She told me she was so excited to be a single slut at a resort.

“Going to see how much dick you can get?” I text back

“Ohhhh someone jealous?” she replied

“No . . . I know I fuck you better than anyone. I know you will come back to me! Besides, someone needs to keep your pussy occupied while I’m with the wife.” I text back.

“Oh, you are so naughty, Mike! I love that you are confident enough to let me fuck someone else!” she replied.

When we arrived at the resort, we got checked in. We got a three-bedroom suite overlooking the ocean. The two kids were in their room and the wife and I were in the master with a hot tub and private walk-out to the pool and ocean. We went out to have some fun in the sun.

Later that afternoon, I glanced up and saw this chick that had a killer body, dark brown hair, and dark eyes. It took a second for me to realize that it was L! She was in a skimpy bikini that showed off everything! She looked over at me and winked. It was so hot seeing my side slut at the resort with me and my wife. She sent me a text.

“What room are you in?”

“1003, what about you?” I replied.

“1004😈😈” she texted back with a evil glint in her eye as she smiled at me.

My heart started racing with adrenaline. This could be the best week of my life or the worst.

We played it cool the first day with my family right there. I did see L flirting with the butler bringing drinks. She was laying it on thick. I would see her glance at me with a lustful gaze. She loved this game.

Later that night, we put the kids down and moved out to the porch. We sat in the swing lounge and sipped on some wine.

We heard some giggling from the room next door. The giggling turned into more sounds of passion. My cock jumped realizing that it was L and the hotel security guard. I heard the sliding door open and they moved out to the hot tub. My wife went and slid our door open so she could listen to this random chick get it on just 20 ft away from us. She started breathing heavily listening to this chick get fucked.

I heard L getting fucked by this stranger. She knew what she was doing. She was moaning for me. I felt my wife slide her hand down to my cock and looked at me when she realized I was hard. She pulled it out and started stroking it to the sound of L getting fucked. She then slipped off her shorts and straddled my cock. I was shocked. She started fucking herself on my cock. Her moans increased. I laid my head back and closed my eyes envisioning L was the one riding me. Her perfect tits bouncing. Hearing L moaning as she was getting railed and hearing my wife fucking to the sound of my slut getting fucked was too much.

I looked at my wife, she knew by how hard I was and the look on my face that I was going to cum. She hopped off and jacked my cock. She leaned in as I was cumming, “Oh that was close babe! We can not make another baby!” I was disappointed as I desperately wanted to cum inside her!

We decided to turn in. We had a big day planned for tomorrow. Going on a full day excursions. We fall asleep to the sounds of L having fun with the staff member. I woke up to a few emails from my boss. There was an emergency at work and I had to get on a conference call. I emailed my boss back and told him that I was on vacation.

He replied “Mandatory conference Zoom meeting at 9 am. The company will pay for your trip because of the inconvenience. Sorry, Mike but this is above me.”

My wife was disappointed but did like that they would pay for this expensive trip. She said she would take the kids on the excursion. After breakfast, I kissed them goodbye and went back to my room. I opened the patio door. I walked out and set up the computer for the video call. Once logged in, the meeting started.

About 10 minutes into the meeting, I heard L’s patio door open. She heard me talking and walked around the corner. She looked at me with such a slutty evil look in her eyes. She mouthed “Where is Wify??”

I moved my head off camera and told her they went on a excursions for the day.

L heard the meeting on my laptop and flashed her robe open exposing her titties to me. She loved that I was getting turned on but could do nothing about it as I was on the conference video chat. She walked over with her perfect breasts on full display, got down on her knees, and crawled under the table.

My boss asked me to talk about an issue the business had and how we can remedy it.

As I started talking, I felt L pull my erect cock out of my lounge pants and start stroking it. She made it impossible to focus as I was talking. I felt her lips and tongue slide over the head of my cock. She sucked my cock deep in her mouth. Her hands playing with my balls. I knew I was close. Her mouth was incredible! Once I was done talking, I muted myself and slid my computer away so i was out of view. I looked down at this perfect slut and grabbed her head and fucked my cock in her mouth and screamed out as I shot my load down her throat.

She pulled off of me with long strings of saliva and cum still connecting her mouth to my cock. There was a look of pure joy on her face. She got up and started walking back to her room. She looked back and said with a seductive look “I reserved a cabana by the pool if you want to join me while your wife is gone. Could be fun! Got to get back to the hotel security guard in my bed!"

About 45 minutes later, I walk out to the pool and see L swimming in the pool with a group of 20-somethings. All fit and sexy. When L saw me, she flashed that gorgeous smile at me as she swam over to me. As she got to the edge of the pool, she lifted herself half out of the pool and stretched up to kiss me. Her perfect body was on full display to everyone else at the pool. She was wearing a black lace bikini that was completely sheer. After kissing her, I sat down with my legs around her. We continued to make out for a few minutes.

The chicks she was with started gathering around and L introduced them to me. They were all on vacation from Europe. One chick wearing a white bathing suit, stood out as she had a wedding ring on. She was a young sexy brunette named Jessica who was 20 years old. Over the next thirty minutes, I found out she was married to a 65-year-old millionaire who paid for her and her friends to come to the resort. She told me he was here, but he was so busy with his business he just stayed in the penthouse.

The other friends got out of the pool to go to brunch, but Jessica was having fun with us and decided to stay with us.

“Hey, do you guys want to go to the penthouse pool and cabana?” Jessica asked as she hopped out of the pool.

L and I looked at each other and smiled. We hopped out and followed Jessica to the penthouse. She scanned in through the door and welcomed us in. The penthouse was an incredible resistance. Top-end luxury.

Jessica walked through the house and found her husband. She kissed him and introduced us as a couple. She then asked what his plans were. He said he had a slammed day and that he was not able to hang out. He kissed her goodbye and said he was going to the conference room for meetings.

Jessica turned around and looked like a giddy little girl as she turned around and led us to the pool.

“Fuck Jessica, why would y’all not be swimming here?” I said looking around the private pool.

Jessica replied, “My friends enjoy flirting and want to pick up some dates.” She then called the butler and ordered several drinks.

After taking a quick dip, we got out and headed to the cabana. It was a huge cabana that was the size of a California king mattress. We all hopped on the bed and started small talking. Eventually, Jessica noticed that L didn’t have a wedding ring on.

“Oh shit L, did you lose the ring in the pool??” Jessica exclaimed

L started giggling “Oh Jess, I am not married! At least not yet.”

Jessica looked confused as she glanced at my wedding ring and then how L was snuggling up to me.

I leaned back on the pillows as L shifted so she was propped up on a pillow and leaned over my chest. She looked at Jessica and explained how we met and how incredibly intense the intimacy and sex was between us. She explained how hot it was that she was dating and how I was married.

Jessica was in shock and I could see her blushing. Her shock turned into a cute smile.

L suggested we play truth or dare.

Jessica jumped to her knees and eagerly clapped “Ohhhh yes yes!!”

“OK, truth or dare?” L asked Jessica

“Ummm, truth.” She replied

“OK, If you could have sex with one person from your past again, who would it be?”  L said

“Well, I’ve only ever had sex with my husband. So I guess him??” she replied sheepishly

“Wait . . . What?? Only one guy?? How long have you been married, you are only 20!” L replied in shock.

“Well, we have been married for 2 years. We have been in a relationship for 5 years.” She replied

“Wait . . . So you have been fucking him since you were 15??” L replied with shock

“Heyyyyy, the age of consent is 14 in Italy.” She said with a cute giggle “OK, my turn, Jessica, truth or dare?”

“Hey no judgment here Jess, he clearly has the money to make up for whatever he is lacking . . . You know” she said seductively as she slides her hand over my cock in my shorts. “Ok, Truth,” L said taking a drink

“Have you ever fantasized about anything sexual with someone of your same sex?” Jessica asked innocently

“Yes, I have fantasized about how a pussy would taste after it was freshly fucked.” L said

L looked at me and said “Truth or dare?”

“Dare” I reply confidentiality

“Show her what money can’t buy babe!” she said looking at my cock with lust

Jessica blushed and looked nervous but could not take her eyes off my shorts.

“I will but only if you take your top off L. You know I always get hard seeing your perfect tits,” I say

She quickly removes her top exposing her perfectly round titties and perky nipples. I reach up and grab one of her breasts as I pull my shorts down slowly. L and I watched Jessica’s reaction. Her eyes widened as my cock sprung out of my shorts and stood straight up.

I grabbed the shaft and gave it a few strokes watching her admire my cock.

I pull my shorts back up and see the disappointment on both the girl’s faces.

“OK Jessica, Truth or dare?” I say

“Um, dare.” She said while blushing

Show me how you touch yourself when hubby is not around” I say Knowing that she is getting horny and I didn’t want it to stop.

“Oh fuck, I've never even done that for my husband!” she said

She slowly sat back and brushed her fingertips down her neck and lightly over her cleavage. Her nipples poking through as she gets more and more turned on. I see her fingers slip under her bikini top and flick over her nipple. She then pinched it. Her eyes were watching us as she slowly slid her fingers down her stomach and to her pussy. She lightly rubbed over her bikini bottoms. I see her eyes close as her fingers press a little harder over her clit. She starts rubbing faster as her head goes back.

L was still topless and laying across my chest as she slowly slid her hand under my shorts and started stroking my cock. Jessica opened her eyes and saw that L was jerking me off as we watched her. That made her rub a little faster and a little harder. L reached over and slowly pulled her bathing suit to the side so Jessica’s fingers could have more contact. Jessica tried to protest until her fingers slid over her dripping clit.

She moaned out as she looked at L pulling my erect cock out of my shorts and began stroking it. Her orgasm was so close. A few more seconds and she was shaking as her orgasm ripped through her. Her face flushed as her body shook.

“Oh, that was hot as fuck Jess!” L said

“Wow, I’ve never done that before. Cum in front of anyone but my husband! Or even made myself cum for my husband.” she moaned

“It’s the best orgasm! Cuming for someone who is not your hubby!” L said with a lustful smile on her face.

Jessica composed herself as much as she could and said “Mike, truth of dare?”

“Truth”

“If you had an open relationship with L, who would be the first person you’d want to have sex with?” she asks

I look at her and say “After ehst i just saw, you! I’d want to fuck you!”

She blushed “Even though I’m married??” she asked

“Especially since you are married! You are fucking beautiful, and very eager to learn what real sex is like!” I reply as my hand finds its way over to her thigh.

“Truth of dare? Jessica” I reply

“Truth”

“How do you feel about threesomes? Have you ever had one, and if not, would you ever have one?” I ask.

She was speechless as she watched L start to suck my cock right there in front of her and my hand was sliding over her soft skin.

“I. . . Uhh . . . I never thought about it till now. My husband is not really into things like that. I. . . Uhhh . . . Think that would be really fun and I would definitely. . . Uhhh . . . Want to experience that.” She stammered.

My fingers started sliding up her thigh until they reached the hem of her bikini bottom. My fingers flicked over her wet bathing suit. Her body reacts to my touch as she watches L expertly suck my cock.

“Well, why don’t you join L right now? It's not like hubby is paying any attention to you!” I say as I pull her bathing suit to the side and start rubbing up and down her pussy. She was sitting on her knees with her legs spread wide, giving me perfect access to her married pussy.

She was experiencing so many new things at the same time she struggled to process everything. She slowly started leaning forward as my fingers explored her dripping pussy. Her hand slowly reached out and touched my cock as L let the tip slip out of her mouth. L placed her hand on Jessica’s hand, guiding it up and down my shaft. I felt Jessica’s grip and fingers take over. She started stroking me faster.

L played with my balls with one hand as she placed her other hand on the back of Jessica’s head, pulling it down towards my cock. L started sucking on the base of my cock as she offered the tip of my cock to Jessica.

I felt her tongue flick over the head of my cock and taste my pre-cum. She moaned as she sucked the bead of my cock in her mouth. Milking it of whatever pre-cum was in there. My fingers found her clit and I began to finger her. Her body responded by pressing her hips down, pinning my hand against the mattress. She began grinding her pussy against my fingers. I could tell her orgasm was close. I fingered her faster moaning out “Cum for me Jessica! Give me that orgasm!”

She lifted her mouth off my cock and laid her head down on my thigh as her second orgasm ripped through her. My hand was coated in her cum.

L leaned down and kissed her as her orgasm continued. She had never kissed another girl before, but her orgasm was so good, she did not care. She kissed back and was moaning in L’s mouth as their tongues explored each other.

As Jessica’s orgasm subsided, they continued to make out. L reached up and started to take off Jessica’s bikini top. L’s hands started to explore her naked breasts. Rolling her nipples in her fingers. L crawled over me and moved Jessica to her back. L got on top of Jessica as they made out. Jessica let her hands explore L’s perfect body.

I reached up and untied L’s bikini bottom. Her ass spread as she straddled Jessica’s body. Her dripping pussy spread open. My fingers explored her pussy as I started crawling behind her. I leaned down and started to eat her out. The smell of her sweet pussy was intoxicating. The taste of her cum was so sweet. The way she rotated her hips forward and back to give me full access to her. My tongue was flicking over her clit before it dove into her tight pussy. I would lick up her pussy and eat her ass before I would repeat it. My fingers fucking her pussy and slapping her ass the whole time.

I saw L’s hand slide down to Jessica’s pussy under her bikini bottom. I saw a motion that told me she was finger fucking Jessica right there. I pulled off Jessica’s bathing suit so I could watch between eating L’s pussy and ass.

The sounds these women were making was enough to drive any man wild. They were both lost in fucking each other and making out. L started to grind her pussy against Jessica’s pussy. Their orgasms kept cumming over and over. They were both so horny that just touching their clit would push them over the edge for an orgasm.

I heard L ask Jessica if she wanted to feel what a real man feel like when stretches out her tight married pussy. All I heard was her moaning in reply.

L got off Jessica and laid next to her as I crawled in between her legs. Her naked body was on full display. Her pussy was red and puffy from cumming so many times. Her nipples her hard and her eyes had a look of pure lust. She wanted nothing more than to feel my cock in her.

I slapped her pussy a few times before grinding it against her.

“Fuck Mike! Don’t tease me!” she moaned “I need to be fucked!”

As I lined my cock up with her married pussy, I felt L’s fingers slide around my cock and began rubbing her clit. L bit Jessica’s ear and whispered “He doesn’t have a condom on, hopefully you are on the pill.”

Jessica screamed out as my cock stretched her wider than she has ever been stretched. The thought of a married man fucking his cock in her unprotected pussy sent her over the edge. “Iiiiimmmmmmm ccccccuuuuuummmmmiiiinnnngggggg!!” she moaned as she arched her back.

“Fucking hell you are tight Jessica!” I moan out as I grab her hips and pull her over my cock.

“I know, I’m sorry. Hubby does not have a big cock” she replied humping her hips against me.

“Mike, look how pretty her tight married pussy looks around your cock!” L said

I started to fuck in and out of Jessica. Picking up the pace and depth of my strokes. I pulled L up to me and started making out with her. Pressing her body against me as I fuck Jessica. I grab L’s ass and move her over Jessica’s face. I can see by her reaction that Jessica is tasting L for the first time. I fuck Jessica hard and fast. Watching her breasts bounce and watching L grind on Jessica’s face was making my resistance fade. I needed to cum!

L could see in my face that I was close. She kissed me deep and said “I want to watch as you cum in her married pussy babe! Fuck your cum in her baby!”

I grabbed Jessica’s hips and fucked hard. My orgasm was building. I thrust deeper than I had been. I felt my cock bottom out against her cervix. It was too much. I held my cock there as I shot load after load in her.

“Ohhhhhhhh fffffuuucccckkkkkkkk Jjjjjjjeeeeesssssss!” I scream out.

With Jessica’s tongue in L’s pussy and watching as I cum in another woman, L cums hard. Her body shakes as another orgasm races to every inch of her body.

All of this made Jessica cum with us. Her body being pinned by two people enhanced the pleasure that was shooting through her. All I could hear over L’s orgasm was moaning in L’s pussy.

As we all collapsed on the bed breathing heavily, I saw L get up and crawl between Jessica’s legs. She moaned as she licked Jessica’s pussy. Tasting my cum leaking out of her. L loved the taste and began eating her out. Jessica was so tired she could only grab L’s head and pull her into her pussy. She lusted after the feeling of L’s mouth that was building another orgasm. She had never cum so much in a single month let alone just having sex.

After L ate her through another orgasm, L got up and crawled over to me. She collapsed on my chest. I moved her so she was straddling my waist. My cock was hard again.

“Fuck girl . . . Watching you eat my cum out of her got me harder than before!” I moan in our kiss. My cock teasing L's dripping pussy! I grab her hips and push her back onto my cock. She was so wet and my cock was so wet from Jessica’s orgasms that I slid right into her. She moaned out as I stretched her tight pussy!

“Ohhh fuck yes!” I grunt “I’m so glad your boyfriend has a tiny dick! This pussy is so incredibly tight!!” I say as I fuck up into her. She was weak from all of her orgasms, but she let me take control to start. She moaned out as I fucked her. The building of her orgasm gave her new stamina. She held herself up on my chest and started to match my pace. She started to fuck me harder and faster. I knew she was ready to take over so I gave her control.

 “Ohhh fuck yes baby!! Your pussy is perfect! You are such a good little girl for Daddy!” I tell her as I grab her titties. "Your pussy is the best pussy I have ever fucked!"

“Jessica . . . Take notes. This is how a woman fucks on top! Ohhhhhhh fffffuuuccccckkkkk!!!” I moan out.

Jessica laid next to me and we made out. Her perky titties against my arm. She could not stop watching how perfect L was!! The way her body moved. The was her abs showed as she flexed up and down. The way her breasts bounce. The look on her face as she fucked through another orgasm!

“Baby girl . . . You got to slow down or I’m cumming again!” I moan

L either didn’t hear me or didn’t care. She was close to another orgasm and she was going to get it. I grabbed her hips as I felt my balls tighten. I fucked up into her as my orgasm hit! I pinned her chest to me! Holding my cock as deep as I could get in her. I felt her pussy orgasm on my cock. I could feel it milking me for every drop of cum I could give. She screamed out as her body shook with ecstasy.

As she collapsed on my chest, I felt Jessica get up and move behind her. As I looked over L’s round ass, I saw Jessica’s head moving. I heard L moan out “Yes baby . . . Eat my pussy!”

Jessica needed to taste what my cum tasted like. She licked up every drop that came out of L’s dripping pussy.

We all passed out. I was awakened by my alarm warning me that my wife and kids would be back in an hour. As we got up, we got dressed.

“This was a risky adventure,” Jessica said adjusting her bikini “Hubby and I are trying to have a baby! Probably should have thought about condoms!”

L came over to her and said with an evil smile “ Well think of it this way, if it’s a boy . . . He will be rich and have a huge cock!”

[cheatinghusbandblog]

The clock struck seven, and Misty slipped into her black heels, smoothing the hem of her little red dress. "Girls' night," she called over her shoulder to her husband, Tom, who lounged on the couch, half-absorbed in a football game. "Don’t wait up, babe." Her voice was light, practiced—a perfect mask of innocence.

"Have fun," Tom mumbled, barely glancing up. "Tell the girls I said hi."

"Oh, I will," she lied, grabbing her purse and slipping out the door, her pulse already quickening with the thrill of what awaited.

There were no girls tonight—no wine, no chatter, just Mike. He stood two blocks away, leaning against his truck, his smirk cutting through the shadows. She slid into the passenger seat, and his hand found her thigh instantly. "Miss me?" he asked, voice low and teasing.

"Shut up and drive," she shot back, her grin matching his. The ride was silent, charged, his fingers inching higher until they reached his place.

Inside, the air was thick with leather and smoke. "You’re late," he said, shoving the door shut and pinning her against it, hands already tugging her dress up.

"Couldn’t get away fast enough," she replied, breathless, as he kissed her hard, all teeth and need. "Tom’s glued to the damn game."

"Good," Mike growled, dragging her to the bedroom. "More time for me to fuck you senseless." She laughed—a dark, eager sound—as he shoved her onto the bed. "You’re such a slut for me, Misty."

"Only for you," she purred, kicking off her heels as he stripped her panties down and tossed them aside. His mouth was on her in seconds, devouring her, his tongue relentless. She gripped his hair, moaning, "God, yes, right there," until her phone buzzed.

Tom’s name flashed on the screen. Mike smirked up at her, not stopping. "Answer it," he dared, voice muffled against her skin.

"You’re evil," she hissed, swiping to answer. "Hey, babe," she said, steady as she could manage.

"You having fun?" Tom asked, oblivious.

Mike’s tongue circled harder, and she bit her lip. "Yeah, so much fun. The girls are a riot." Her voice trembled slightly as heat surged through her. "How’s the game?"

"Boring without you," Tom said. "You sound out of breath."

"Just—fuck—just laughing too hard," she lied, stifling a gasp as she came, Mike’s mouth pushing her over the edge. He grinned, licking his lips as he climbed up her body.

"Love you," she said into the phone, hollow and quick, as Mike shed his jeans and pressed his thick cock against her.

"Love you too," Tom replied. "See you later."

"Yeah, later," she managed, ending the call and tossing the phone aside. Mike thrust in deep, and she cried out, "Fuck, yes!"

"No more pretending," he said, slamming into her. "Tell me how much you want it."

"More than anything," she gasped, clawing at his back. "Don’t stop." He didn’t—flipping her over, taking her from behind, her pleas of "Harder, Mike, please," filling the room. She came again, screaming his name, and he followed, groaning, "Take it all, Misty," as he spilled inside her, hot and claiming.

He wasn’t done. "On your back," he ordered, spreading her wide. "I want to see your face when you lose it." She obeyed, whimpering, "You’re gonna kill me," as he slid back in, slow and deep. "Good way to go," he shot back, fucking her until she shattered again, begging, "Mike, I can’t—oh God, I can," as another orgasm ripped through her. He came again, growling her name, his cum mixing with hers.

They went on like that—against the wall, her riding him, him bending her over the bed. "You’re mine," he’d say, and she’d moan, "Yes, yes, all yours," each time he finished inside her, each time she came undone. By the end, she was a trembling mess, his cum dripping down her thighs as he smirked, "See you next girls’ night."

"Count on it," she panted, pulling her dress back into place.

Hours later, Misty stumbled home, the taste of Mike still on her lips, the ache of him still between her legs. Tom was still on the couch, the game long over. "Hey, babe," he said, looking up. "Good night?"

"Amazing," she said, kicking off her heels. She climbed onto him, straddling his chest, her dress hiked up. "Missed you," she lied, voice sultry as she slid higher, positioning herself over his face.

"Missed you too," he mumbled, hands on her hips as she lowered herself. "You’re so wet already," he said, surprised, his tongue darting out. She smirked, knowing Mike’s cum was dripping into his mouth, mingling with her taste.

"Just couldn’t wait for you," she murmured, rocking against him as he ate her out, oblivious. She closed her eyes, picturing Mike, and let Tom finish what another man had started.

Part 2: The Next Lie, Loaded with Risk

A week later, Misty stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her tight black skirt and low-cut blouse. She’d skipped her pills this month—deliberately—her body humming with a dangerous thrill. “Another girls’ night,” she called to Tom, who was sprawled on the couch, scrolling his phone. “They’re begging for a repeat.”

“Don’t get too wild,” he said, not looking up. “Love you.”

“Love you too,” she replied, the words hollow as she slipped out, her pulse pounding with the reckless game she was playing. Mike waited in his truck, same spot, same smirk. She climbed in, and he grabbed her chin, kissing her hard, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth like a claim.

“Ready to get fucked stupid?” he asked, hand sliding up her skirt, fingers brushing her soaked panties.

“Been wet for you all day,” she said, spreading her legs as he yanked the fabric aside and shoved two fingers into her dripping cunt. She moaned, loud and shameless, as he pumped them deep, curling into her g-spot. “Fuck, Mike, drive—I need you to breed me tonight.”

His eyes darkened, a feral grin spreading. “No pills, huh? You want my cum to knock you up?” He slammed his fingers harder, her slick walls clenching. “Gonna fill that fertile little pussy ‘til it sticks.”

“Yes,” she gasped, hips bucking. “Put a baby in me.” He floored it to his place, her words igniting something primal.

Inside, the air reeked of leather and smoke. “You’re late,” he growled, slamming her against the wall, tearing her blouse open. Buttons scattered as her tits spilled out, nipples stiff, and he latched onto one, sucking and biting until she yelped, “Harder, fuck, mark me.” He did, leaving welts as he yanked her skirt up and ripped her panties off, the lace shredding in his hands.

“On your knees,” he ordered, unzipping his jeans. His cock sprang free—thick, veined, dripping precum—and she dropped, mouth watering. She took him deep, gagging as he gripped her hair and fucked her throat raw, spit drooling down her chin. “Choke on the dick that’s gonna breed you,” he grunted, thrusting until tears streamed, then pulling out to smear his slick tip over her swollen lips. “Bed. Need that pussy now.”

She stumbled to the bedroom, ass swaying, and he shoved her face-down onto the mattress, spreading her thighs wide. Her cunt glistened, pink and fertile, and he spat on it, rubbing the mess in before ramming his cock balls-deep in one savage thrust. “Fuck!” she screamed, the stretch searing as he pounded her, hips slapping her ass so hard it rippled. “You’re gonna rip me apart—breed me, Mike!”

“Gonna pump you full,” he snarled, gripping her hips and jackhammering into her sopping hole. Her juices squelched, dripping down her thighs, and she came fast, her cunt spasming, squirting as she sobbed, “Fill me up, make me yours!” He didn’t relent, fucking her through it until she was a quivering wreck, then flipped her onto her back.

“Look at me while I knock you up,” he demanded, spreading her legs so wide her hips creaked. Her pussy gaped, red and slick, begging for his seed, and he shoved back in, watching her face contort as he hit her cervix. “You’re my breeding slut now,” he said, slamming deep, her walls gripping him like a vice. She clawed his chest, babbling, “Yes, fuck a baby into me,” as another orgasm tore through her, her body shaking, pussy flooding around his cock.

He growled, “Here it comes,” and erupted, his thick load blasting into her, hot and relentless, flooding her womb. She moaned, “More, keep going,” and he did—pulling out to stroke himself, splattering her tits with a stray shot before plunging back in, still rock-hard. “Gonna make sure it takes,” he said, grinding his cum deep into her fertile cunt until she came again, screaming, “Breed me, Mike, fucking do it!”

They didn’t stop—him bending her over the dresser, her legs pinned behind her head on the floor, her riding him until her thighs burned and his cum oozed out in creamy rivers. “Every drop’s going in that womb,” he grunted, unloading inside her again, his cock pulsing as she begged, “Don’t waste it—fill me ‘til I’m pregnant.” He came three more times, each load thicker, messier, her pussy a swollen, cum-stuffed mess, dripping with the risk she craved. By the end, she was limp, voice raw from crying, “Ruin me, make me carry your kid.”

“Next time, you’ll be showing,” he said, slapping her ass as she dressed, his seed still leaking down her legs.

Misty staggered home, legs shaky, the weight of Mike’s cum heavy in her core. Tom was half-asleep on the couch. “Hey, babe,” he muttered, stirring as she kicked off her shoes. “Good night?”

“The best,” she said, climbing onto him, skirt hiked up. “Missed you so bad.” She straddled his face, her dripping, bred pussy hovering over his mouth. Mike’s thick, potent load seeped out, mixing with her slickness, and she smirked as she lowered herself.

“Christ, you’re soaked,” Tom said, voice muffled as he licked her, swallowing the creamy flood of another man’s seed. She ground down, his tongue lapping up Mike’s cum, and she moaned, “Eat it all, baby, taste how much I need you.” He sucked her clit, gulping down the evidence of her betrayal, and she came hard, shuddering as she imagined Mike’s baby already taking root.

“Love you,” Tom mumbled, lips shiny with her and Mike.

“Love you too,” she lied, her mind on the risk pulsing inside her.

Part 3: The Seed Takes Root

Three weeks later, Misty stood in the bathroom, staring at the faint pink line on the test strip. Her breath caught—proof, fragile but real, of Mike’s claim growing inside her. She hadn’t told him yet; the secret was hers to savor, a dark thrill pulsing through her veins. Her tits were sore, her hips felt wider already, and her pussy stayed wetter than ever, like her body knew it’d been conquered. Tonight, she’d see him again, let him fuck her knowing he’d won. “Girls’ night,” she called to Tom, who was nursing a beer in front of the TV. “Might be a late one.”

“Again?” Tom glanced up, frowning slightly. “You’re living for these lately. Love you.”

“Love you too,” she said, the lie smoother than ever as she slipped out, her tight dress hugging her subtly changing curves. Mike was in his truck, engine rumbling, and she climbed in, the air between them crackling. He grabbed her thigh, squeezing hard, his eyes narrowing. “You’re glowing,” he said, voice low. “It happened, didn’t it?”

She smirked, guiding his hand under her dress, pressing it to her bare, slick cunt. “Feel how wet I am for you. You bred me, Mike. I’m carrying your kid.”

His grin was feral, triumphant. “Fuck yes,” he growled, shoving two fingers into her, pumping fast and rough. “Knew I’d knock you up. Gonna fuck that pregnant pussy raw tonight—fill it again, just ‘cause I can.” She moaned, loud and needy, as he sped to his place, her body already begging for him.

Inside, he didn’t wait—ripping her dress clean off, the fabric tearing like paper. Her tits spilled out, fuller now, nipples dark and aching, and he groaned, “Look at these—made for my baby.” He sucked one hard, biting until she yelped, “Fuck, yes, harder,” then shoved her to the floor on all fours, yanking her ass up. Her pussy dripped, swollen and ripe, and he spat on it, smearing it with his fingers before unzipping. His cock jutted out—massive, throbbing, leaking—and he gripped it, staring at her. “This put a kid in you,” he said, voice thick with pride. “Now it’s gonna own you again.”

“Do it,” she begged, spreading wider, her cunt gaping for him. “Fuck your pregnant slut.” He slammed in, balls-deep in one brutal thrust, his cock stretching her so wide she screamed, “Yes, Mike, ruin me!” He pounded her mercilessly, hips crashing against her ass, her slick walls clenching as he grunted, “Gonna keep this womb mine—flood it ‘til you’re bursting.” Her juices soaked his cock, dripping to the floor, and she came fast, her pussy spasming, squirting as she sobbed, “Breed me more, I’m yours!”

He yanked her hair, pulling her head back. "You’re my broodmare now," he snarled, slamming deeper, hitting her cervix with every thrust. “Gonna fuck you ‘til you’re too round to move.” She clawed the carpet, babbling, “Yes, fill me, keep me full,” as another orgasm tore through her, her body shaking, cunt gushing around him. He roared, “Take my seed,” and erupted—hot, thick ropes blasting into her, so much it overflowed, running down her thighs in sticky streams. “That’s for my kid,” he panted, grinding it in, her pussy a sloppy, cum-stuffed mess.

He flipped her onto her back, pinning her legs wide, and shoved back in, his cock still hard, slick with their mess. “Look at this bred cunt,” he said, watching her stretch, cum oozing out with every thrust. “Mine forever now.” She moaned, “Fuck me ‘til I can’t walk,” and he did—ramming her so deep her belly ached, her tits bouncing, her voice raw from screaming, “More, Mike, claim me!” He came again, his load thicker, hotter, flooding her until it pooled beneath her, and she shuddered through another climax, her body a trembling, bred wreck.

They fucked for hours—him bending her over the couch, her riding him with her swollen tits in his face, him pinning her to the wall as she begged, “Don’t stop, keep owning me.” Each time he came, he growled, “For my baby,” pumping her full, her pussy dripping with his seed, her thighs coated in it. By the end, she was a quaking mess, cum leaking from her wrecked hole, her belly tight with the weight of him and the life he’d planted.

“You’re mine now, every inch,” he said, kissing her bruisingly as she dressed, his cum still seeping out, soaking her panties.

Misty stumbled home, legs shaky, her womb heavy with Mike’s victory. Tom was half-asleep, beer can tipped on the couch. “Hey, babe,” he mumbled, stirring as she kicked off her shoes. “Late one, huh?”

“Couldn’t tear myself away,” she purred, peeling off her dress and climbing onto him, straddling his chest. “Missed you so much.” Her dripping, bred cunt hovered over his face, Mike’s thick, fresh load oozing out, and she smirked as she lowered herself.

“Goddamn, I love how horny you are coming home from girls night,” Tom said, tongue diving in, lapping up the creamy flood—Mike’s seed, her betrayal, the proof of her new reality. She ground down hard, moaning, “Eat it all, baby, taste how much I need you,” as he sucked her clit, swallowing every drop of the cum that’d claimed her. She came hard, shuddering, picturing Mike’s grin, her hand on her stomach where his baby grew.

Tom’s hands slid up her thighs, his breath hot against her. “You’re so fucking horny tonight,” he muttered, licking his lips, still clueless. He shifted her down, fumbling with his pants, his cock springing free—hard, but smaller than Mike’s, less brutal. “Gotta have you,” he said, pulling her onto him.

She sank down, her pussy still slick and loose from Mike, his cum coating Tom’s cock as he thrust up into her. “Fuck, you’re wet,” Tom groaned, oblivious, slamming into her with eager, sloppy strokes. She felt Mike’s thick load slosh inside her, pushed deeper with every move, and she moaned, “Harder, baby, fuck me deep.” The thought—Tom driving Mike’s seed into her womb, sealing her fate—sent a dark thrill through her, her cunt clenching around him.

“Shit, you feel so good,” Tom panted, gripping her hips, pounding up into her messy, bred hole. Mike’s cum mixed with her slickness, dripping down his shaft, pooling at the base, and she smirked, riding him harder. “Give it to me,” she urged, picturing Mike’s smug face, knowing Tom was finishing what he’d started. She came again, her body shaking, her voice hoarse as she cried out, “Yes, yes,” while Tom grunted, unloading inside her—his cum mingling with Mike’s, a useless echo in her already-claimed womb.

“Love you,” Tom gasped, spent, his hands still on her hips.

“Love you too,” she lied, sliding off him, feeling the sticky mess of two men leaking from her, her fingers brushing her belly where Mike’s victory pulsed.

Part 4: The Secret Grows

A month had passed since Misty last saw Mike, and her body was shouting the truth. Her tits ached, heavy and spilling out of her bras, her nipples dark and sensitive. Her belly had a faint curve now, undeniable under her fingers, and her pussy stayed wet, hungry, like it craved the one who’d done this to her. She’d taken another test this morning—two bold lines staring back, no doubt left. Mike’s baby was real, thriving inside her, and she hadn’t told him—or Tom. The secret was hers to wield, a wicked power that made her pulse race.

Tonight, she’d see Mike again. “Girls’ night,” she called to Tom, who was hunched over his laptop in the living room, oblivious as ever. “They’re throwing a big one this time.”

“You’re unstoppable,” Tom said, barely glancing up. “Love you, babe. Be safe.”

“Love you too,” she purred, the lie silk-smooth as she slipped out, her tight skirt clinging to her hips, her top barely containing her swollen tits. Mike waited in his truck, his smirk sharper than ever. She climbed in, and he grabbed her, hand sliding straight to her belly, pressing against the subtle swell.

“Look at you,” he growled, eyes glinting. “Pregnant as fuck with my kid. Test say it yet?”

She pulled the stick from her purse, waving the positive lines in his face. “Right here. You bred me good, Mike.” Her voice was thick with triumph, and she spread her legs as his hand dove under her skirt, finding her soaked, pantyless cunt.

“Fuck, that’s my girl,” he said, shoving three fingers into her, pumping hard. “Gonna fuck this knocked-up pussy ‘til you scream—keep it full for my baby.” She moaned, loud and shameless, as he sped to his place, her body aching for him.

Inside, he tore her clothes off—skirt ripped down, top shredded, her pregnant tits bouncing free. “Goddamn, these are huge,” he groaned, grabbing them, squeezing until milk beaded at her nipples. He sucked one hard, biting as she yelped, “Yes, fuck, take it,” then shoved her onto the bed, ass up, her pussy dripping and swollen. He spat on it, smearing it with his thumb before unzipping. His cock sprang out—thick, veined, pulsing—and he stroked it, staring at her. “This made you mine,” he said, voice rough with possession. “Now it’s gonna fuck you pregnant all over again.”

“Do it,” she begged, arching her back, her cunt gaping, ripe with his victory. “Fuck your bred whore.” He slammed in, balls-deep in one savage thrust, his cock stretching her wide, hitting her womb where his baby grew. She screamed, “Mike, yes, ruin me!” He pounded her relentlessly, hips slamming her ass, her slick walls clenching as he grunted, “Gonna flood this pregnant cunt—keep you mine.” Her juices soaked him, dripping down her thighs, and she came fast, her pussy spasming, squirting as she sobbed, “Fill me, I’m yours forever!”

He yanked her hair, pulling her head back. “You’re my breeding bitch now,” he snarled, ramming deeper, his cock pulsing against her cervix. “Gonna fuck you ‘til you’re too big to hide it.” She clawed the sheets, babbling, “Yes, keep me full, make me yours,” as another orgasm ripped through her, her body shaking, cunt gushing around him. He roared, “Take it all,” and erupted—hot, thick ropes blasting into her, so much it overflowed, running down her legs in creamy rivers. "That’s for my kid," he panted, grinding it in, her pussy a sloppy, cum-stuffed mess.

He flipped her onto her back, pinning her legs wide, her swollen belly trembling as he shoved back in. “Look at this bred hole,” he said, watching her stretch, cum oozing out with every thrust. “Mine to fuck, mine to keep.” She moaned, “Fuck me ‘til I break,” and he did—ramming her deep, her tits leaking tiny drops of milk, her voice raw from screaming, “More, claim me!” He came again, his load thick and hot, flooding her until it pooled beneath her, and she shuddered through another climax, her body a quaking, bred wreck.

They fucked for hours—him bending her over the table, her riding him with her pregnant belly bouncing, him pinning her to the wall as she begged, “Don’t stop, own me.” Each time he came, he growled, “For my baby,” pumping her full, her pussy dripping with his seed, her thighs coated in it. By the end, she was a trembling mess, cum leaking from her wrecked hole, her womb tight with his claim.

“You’re mine ‘til it shows,” he said, kissing her hard as she dressed, his cum still seeping out, soaking her skirt.

Misty stumbled home, legs weak, her pregnant belly heavy with Mike’s seed. Tom was still up, laptop closed, sipping another beer. “Hey, babe,” he said, eyeing her disheveled state. “Rough night?”

“The best,” she purred, peeling off her skirt and climbing onto the couch, straddling his lap. “Missed you so much.” Her dripping, bred cunt hovered over his face, Mike’s thick, fresh load oozing out, and she smirked as she lowered herself.

“Jesus, you’re drenched,” Tom muttered, tongue diving in, lapping up the creamy flood—Mike’s seed, her secret, the proof of her cuckolding. She ground down, moaning, “Eat it, baby, taste me,” as he sucked her clit, swallowing every drop of the cum that’d made her a mother. She came hard, shuddering, her hand on her belly where Mike’s baby kicked faintly.

Tom pulled back, licking his lips, cock hard in his pants. “Fuck, you’re irresistible,” he said, unzipping and pulling her down onto him. She sank onto his shaft, her pussy still loose and slick from Mike, his cum coating Tom’s cock as he thrust up into her. “So wet for me,” he groaned, clueless, slamming into her messy, bred hole. She felt Mike’s thick load slosh inside, pushed deeper with every stroke, and she moaned, “Harder, fuck me deep, baby.”

“God, you feel amazing,” Tom panted, gripping her hips, pounding up into her. Mike’s cum mixed with her slickness, dripping down Tom’s balls, and she smirked, riding him harder. “Give it to me,” she urged, knowing Tom was driving Mike’s seed into her womb, cementing her betrayal. She came again, her body shaking, picturing Mike’s triumph as Tom grunted, unloading inside her—his cum a weak echo, lost in the flood of Mike’s claim.

“Love you,” Tom gasped, spent, his hands tracing her curves.

“Love you too,” she lied, sliding off, feeling the sticky mess of two men leak from her, her fingers brushing her belly where Mike’s baby grew stronger every day.

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As the sun began to set on the picturesque beach, Sarah and her husband Mark found themselves at a lively pool party at the nude beach they had stumbled upon earlier that day. The couple had decided to take a spontaneous vacation without their kids, hoping to rekindle the spark in their marriage.

Mark had always been more adventurous than Sarah when it came to their sex life and her opening up, and he had convinced her to shed her inhibitions and join in on the fun at the nude beach. She was a mom and had lost her athletic muscles she had pre-baby. She was not confident in her body so she only removed her cover-up.

She was feeling good enough to be wearing a bikini. After a few drinks and some dancing, Sarah found herself feeling more liberated than she had in years. She felt confident enough to take her top off. She always loved her breasts pre-babies. She was excited to enjoy them again and figured this was the place to get some confidence back. She loved the way the guys looked at her. She was surprised and commented to Mark.

He was well on his way to being drunk. He yelled over the music that men love MILFs and that she looked like a MILF. She smiled thinking about men desiring her. After a little while later, she felt confident enough to remove her bikini bottoms. Something that she has never done even in her young free living life.

As the party continued, a handsome stranger started to check Sarah out, his eyes filled with desire as he admired this MILF. She loved the way he looked at her. She hadn’t felt seen by her husband, let alone any man in a long time. Pretty much since she started having kids with her husband. As the night went on, she started dancing to where he could see her. As she would move her body, she realized that she was doing it just for him. She would make eye contact with him as she grabbed her breasts while she danced. She loved the way being watched excited her. She loved his body. Tall, muscular thick body. Dark curly hair and dark brown eyes. His cock was half erect as it hung there on full display. She couldn’t take her eyes off of it. It had to be double the size of Mark's. She had never seen a cock like his. She glanced over at Mark. He was obviously to the flirting between the two. She also saw his fat dad bod with his shriveled penis sitting limp. "Yup at least double, if not more." She thought to herself.

She glanced back at this stud and saw him start walking towards her. As he got closer, she tried to play hard to get as if she didnt notice him there. Really she was freaking out inside. She felt her heart racing. She could hear it pounding in her ears as she tried to act calm. If Mark saw her talking to this stud of a naked man, he would be furious. She quickly turned around and leaned against the pool edge.

He leaned on the pool edge next to her and started talking to her. She was so nervous but so excited to have a real man paying attention to her. She was also self conscious about being naked in front of such a beautiful male specimen.

His small talk turned to whispers. She would lean in to hear him. She had no clue that it was part of her plan to get her closer to him. He then leaned into her to whisper in her ear. She hardly even knew what he was saying, his words were sending shivers down her spine. As he leaned in, she felt his erect cock press into her thigh. She looked over at Mark who was lounging on the side of the pool bar. His pathetic dick limp and laying there. She felt her body respond to this stud of a man making his presence very well known. Mark, who was now quite drunk, watched with a mixture of excitement and jealousy as Mike began flirting with his wife. He struggled to comprehend what was happening. He was stuck and unable to stop anything let alone say anything.

Sarah felt as Mike moved behind her. Still talking low to keep her leaning into him so she could hear him. Her blood was pumping and she could feel her cheeks and chest were flushed. She felt his hard cock press into her ass. She gasped as she felt his arms slide under her arms and against her hips as he pressed her against the pool edge.

She was shocked at how forward he was. Yet it turned her on more than anything. This man knew what he wanted and it was her. The rush of adrenaline shot through her.

She was lost in his seduction. Her body betrayed her as she pushed her ass against his cock. Her head leaned back against his broad chest. He leaned down and sucked on her ear and neck as he told her how incredibly sexy she was for having kids.

Her nipples were hard instantly. Feeling his hot breath on her neck and his hard cock in between her ass cheeks. She could feel his gaze on her breasts. She was lost in her lust. She knew this was wrong! Mark is right there acting like a drunken fool. She was supposed to be rekindling the spark with her husband on this trip. Why did he convince her to get naked if he was enjoying it? She quickly let that thought go as she was consumed by her desire for Mike.

She melted feeling his arm wrap around her stomach and pull her against him. Her left arm wrapped around his head pulling him into her neck. His hand slides down her stomach to her waist. Her conscience was running. She knew she was crossing the line with this stud of a man right in front of her drunken husband.

Her naked body on full display and pressed up against a real man. Her pussy was on fire. Her body ached for this kind of attention.

Sarah’s heart raced as the stranger’s hands explored her body, his touch igniting a fire within her. Before she knew it, his strong fingers were sliding over her clit. She glanced over at Mark. He was unaware or passed out. She was so glad they were in the pool and that no one could see her married pussy being fingered. Her body needed this. She was shocked at how fast Mike had turned her on and was about to make her climax.

It had been years since Mark was able to make her cum. She always had to fake orgasms, wait for him to pass out and then use a toy to get her release.

She was lost in how he took control of her body and was giving her an orgasm in less than a few minutes. Her body tensed up as she tried to hide the orgasm that was ripping through her. She was so scared Mark would see but so turned on she would not make Mike stop. Her orgasm flooded her whole body. She collapsed against the pool edge. Her ass pressed into this man. She was so lost in her orgasm, that she didn’t realize that he had squatted down to get his cock under her ass and against her pussy.

She felt this thicc cock pressed against her pussy. She looked back over her shoulder and saw Mike grabbing her hips as he started to push his cock between her thighs and against her pussy. She spread her legs opening her up to accept him. She could not believe she was such a slut.

She arched her back exposing her pussy to this stranger. She saw Mark had passed out lying 5 feet away from her. It was well into the night and she was sure no one was paying any attention.

She needed this. Lust took over as she reached down and grabbed his cock and pushed it up into her pussy. She moaned out as she felt his thicc cock stretching her married pussy. She felt his strong hands grip her waist as he fucked into her. He grunted as he started to pick up speed.

“Fuck girl, this pussy is tight as fuck!” he moaned in her ear.

“I know I’m sorry . . . Hubby is tiny!” she whimpered as he started to fuck her without hesitation.

She moaned out with each thrust. Her ass slapped him in the pool. Her tits bounced as he fucked her body. She had never felt the sensation of a man fucking her whole body. His hands grabbed her nipples and pulled her hair. She had never felt like a slut before. She was being fucked on full display for anyone at the pool right in front of hubby.

Out of the blue, a butler walked up to them as they fucked and offered them a condom. Sarah’s world froze for a moment. What was she doing? She was fucking a stranger raw in front of her hubby. Her mind was overtaken by the orgasm that shot through her when she came to that realization. She grabbed the condom and threw it away. She did not realize she threw it on hubby.

She wanted to change positions. She pushed him away and jumped out of the pool. She led Mike over to the cabana that was right in front of hubby. She laid down and spread her legs, exposing her married pussy to Mike. He climbed into the cabana and began to eat her tender freshly fucked pussy. She grabbed the back of his head as he made her cum again and again.

She grabbed Mike and pulled him up.

“I need this glorious cock!” she moaned as she lined him up with her pussy.

Mike moaned out as he thrust inside her. Fucking her for all he is worth. Using her neglected pussy like a bull should. Her MILF body bounces with every thrust. She loved the look in his eyes as he lasted after her body even though she was still fluffy from having babies. She loved that she felt desired. She loved the feeling of his cock stretching her and fucking her deeper than Mark ever has.

Mark started to wake up.

She felt Mike tense up. She grabbed him and kissed him then whispered in his ear.

“Cum for me Mike!” she moaned. “cum inside me!”

That sends Mike over the edge!

He screamed out as he thrust deep inside her married pussy exploding deep inside her.

Feeling him cum so hard inside her sent her into another orgasm. Cumming all over his cock. Holding him deep inside her, feeling every pulse of his cock. She kissed him deeply.

“thank you for that! I needed that more than you know!” she whispered.

Mike kissed her back and thanked her for the best sex.

Right as he left, Mark crawls up to the cabana and sees his wife naked. He found the condom on his chest and held it up.

“Baby, you have let loose! Right here in front of everyone?” he said.

She lay there spread open. Cum dripping out of her. She didn’t care if he saw. She looked down and saw Mark put a condom on that was two sizes too big. He crawled between her legs and started eating her pussy.

“Baby you taste so turned on! You ready for this big dick?” he said crawling up between her legs.

“Yes baby, give me that dick!” she moaned.

He started to hump her. She couldn’t even feel his dick after the pounding that Mike just gave her, but she put on a show and moaned like a slut.

One minute in and Mark was ready to cum. “remember to pull out baby! We can’t have any more babies!” she moaned.

He pulled out and dribbled a few drops on her stomach. He collapsed next to her.

“How was that baby?” She said passing out.

“ that was the best sex of my life baby!” she replied fingering her swollen and cum filled pussy.

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Jewels's BF Thomas invited me over to play in an Xbox tournament. After a few hours of gaming, Jewels came home from the Aquarium where she interned. She said she was bitten by a dolphin that they just brought in.

She asked Thomas if he could help clean up her arm as they just put a bandage on it at work.

He didn’t even notice she came home. Jewels asked again and when he didn’t respond, she walked off to her room. I could tell she was upset.

I told Thomas I was going to take a break and I would be right back. He said "GTG" and kept gaming.

I went to go find Jewels and see if I could help her. I heard the water running in the master bedroom. As I knocked on the door, it swung open and I saw Jewels lying in the tub. I could tell she was sad and pissed!

"Hey Jewels, you need any help?" She looked at me with those big eyes and said quickly covering her tits "What I need is a BF who gives a fuck! One who would even notice that I existed outside of when he needs a blowjob!"

I walked in and took her arm to look at her injury. I helped clean up the bite and made sure it was disinfected and bandaged. She just laid there looking up at me. She was so beautiful and just needed some attention. She just needed to feel like she existed.

As she got out of the tub, she didn't even attempt to hide her nakedness. She was enjoying someone looking at her. She wrapped a towel around her and turned towards me. We didn't move or say anything. I could feel her adrenaline rising. Her heart was racing.

I stepped into her and backed her against the bathroom counter. She was angry at Thomas and horny. She looked up at me with those fuck me eyes.

We were both breathing heavy as our lust began to take over. The risk of getting caught was high with Thomas being in the next room, but that added to the thrill.

I reached up to her titties and slowly pulled her towel down! It fell to the floor as Jewels brought her hands to her tits and squeezed her nipples! She moaned out with a naughty excitement.

I leaned down and kissed her! She moaned in my mouth as my hands went to her tits! We made out for a few minutes! Her hand stroked my dick through my pants. I slide my hands down her stomach and to her tight little pussy. She was so wet my fingers were covered in her pussy juice. I start rubbing her clit and fingering her! Jewels let’s out a long loud moan as she cums all over my fingers! Her body bucking hard into me!

She whispers, "Take me daddy, Thomas is too clueless to see that you are fucking his girl in his bedroom!"

I grab her ass in my strong hands and effortlessly lift her on the counter! I drop down to my knee and begin biting and sucking her thighs, all the way up to her pussy!!

Jewels threw her head back and grabbed the back of my head. She screamed out my name as an orgasm shook her body!

She moaned "Don’t stop baby! Please don’t stop! Thomas never does this to me!" She fucked her pussy into my face over and over! I was eating her pussy like she had never had before! Tongue fucking her as she orgasms all over my face. Her body shook with every wave of pleasure!

She jumped off the counter and pulled me to the bedroom. She pushed me onto the bed and pulled my married dick out of my shorts! She began to suck me off! Her head going up and down! Her naked ass pointed right at the bedroom door as she sucked me off! I think deep down she was hoping Thomas would come in and see her ass in the air and her mouth around my dick!

I moaned “Oh Jewels” as I guided her head! Fucking back into her mouth! I felt her tits on my thigh! “you are so damn good at that!”

I felt her shift over so she could grind her pussy against my shin as she sucked my cock. Her pussy was dripping all over my leg. Her moans were vibrating into my cock as she sucked me to the back of her throat.

“Fucking hell!! Jewels, I want to make your pussy mine!” I flip her on her back and kneel between her legs! Her pussy is wide open ready to take my married dick! She looked at me with those big eyes as I entered her with one hard thrust. A thrust that made her boobs bounce and a moan escape her lips.

She cried out with pleasure as she felt another man's dick in her pussy for the first time. She moaned as I fucked her! She gave me that look that said please fuck me! Please make me yours! Her tits bouncing with each thrust! I reach down and grab both her nipples and squeeze them as I fuck her. Her eyes roll back in her head as she screams out in pleasure! “Mike I’m gonna cum on your cock! Ffffuuuucccckkkk!” her pussy clamps down on my cock as an orgasm rips through her.

As she is coming down from her orgasm, I quickly pull my cock out. She gasps at the loss of my cock inside her.

I flipped her over and told her “I am going to fuck you like the little whore you want to be!” I entered her from behind and began fucking hard and fast! Her ass smashing into my hips! Her tight wet pussy grabbed my dick as she was still having small orgasms!

She was shocked that I lasted this long as Thomas can not last longer than a few strokes. “Oh fuck . . . Yes . . . Uhhh . . . You fuck . . . Me so much . . . Better . . . Ahhh . . . Than Thomas!!” she screamed out as I fucked her.

Her pussy was incredible! I told her I was going to cum!

She said "No not in my pussy! I want you to cum on my face! Mark me as your own! Thomas won't even notice your cum on my face!!"

The idea of her walking around the house with my cum on her face was too hot! I pulled out as she quickly dropped to her knees in front of me. She started sucking my cock clean of her pussy juice. She felt my cock start to cum and pulled it out as I blew my load all over her face! Rope after rope of cum shooting over her. Coating her hair, eyes, cheeks, and mouth.

She was so sexy and so giddy that we just cheated in Thomas's bed. I could see the rush of adrenaline flowing through her. That rush that anyone has chested knows. She started to lick my cock again. Looking down at her face covered in my cum as I hear Thomas cursing at his game from the other room made me hard again! The look of lust in her eyes as she examined my hard cock “Thomas can never get hard again!” she whimpered as she saw her saliva string off my cock as she backed her head away.

I told her I was going to fuck her again! She quickly got on all fours and pushed her ass in the air! Begging me to fuck her tight young pussy! She moaned “fuck me, baby! Please fuck me like the slut I am!! Take my cheating pussy!”

I knelt down behind her and slapped her ass hole with my cock before I lined it up with her pussy. She was dripping her cum down her thighs. I flicked the head of my cock between her pussy lips, coating it in her cum. I felt her little fingers slide over her clit as she grabbed my shaft and pushed it inside her! She moaned out as she felt me stretch her wide open again!

I grabbed her hips and started fucking in and out of her! Her ass slapping my hips over and over! She was so horny she rubbed her clit the whole time! She screamed out that she was cumming!

Feeling her cum on my cock sent me over the edge “I’m going to cum inside you my little slut!” She could not say anything as her orgasm was shooting through her.

I blew my second load deep in her unprotected pussy! Her orgasm hit harder and harder with each burst of my cum flooding her. We both collapsed on the bed, exhausted from fucking!

My cock slips out and I see my cum dripping out of her.

We passed out. 30 minutes later I snap awake realizing that we were butt naked in Thomas's bed with cum everywhere.

We got up, got dressed, and walked out to the living room.

Thomas looked up from his video game and was surprised to see Jewels. "Oh, you’re back!" "Was that you making all that noise in the bedroom?"

Jewels replied, "Yeah just had to let off some steam!"

Thomas said "Maybe next time wait till after company has left. That got kinda awkward. Am I right?" He asked looking at me for agreement.

"Nah, I didn't mind. At least she is enjoying her young body." I reply "If I heard my GF doing that, I would drop everything to fuck her perfect body!"

"Haha right, bros before hoes!" He said as he started his next match with the "bros".

He had no clue I was gone that whole time or that I walked out of the bedroom with Jewels. He also did not notice my cum on her face and lips!

She made him pay for it. She went over and kissed him. He asked, licking his lips if she got a new lotion or something. She replied, "Nah just a new facial that I am going to be adding to my routine. Do you like it, babe?" She said wiping off a drop of my cum and sliding her finger into his mouth.

"Babe, not right now . . . That was salty. . . Can you bring Daddy a drink?" He said very distracted.

Jewels got up, opened a drink, and walked over to sit next to me on the couch, putting the beer in my hand.

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Last November, my wife, Angela, and I were on a weekend getaway in Miami. Just a fun kid-less, spontaneous weekend away. We committed to being sexually spontaneous and open with our desires. We were going to use this as a chance to experiment with some fantasies. After the first night of all-night sex on the patio for anyone to see, my wife booked a massage.

While she was gone, she sent me a text “Hey babe, remember my friend Michelle from the gym?”

“Uhhh the pretty one?” I reply joking with her. I didn’t know off the top of my head who Michelle was as I rarely work out with Angela.

“Ohhhh ok, I see what you did there. Yes, the very pretty one. The one with the really great ass and perky tits. Well she and her hubby David happen to be on vacation this weekend. I ran into her at the spa. Well, we are going on a double date tonight, so be my trophy husband and look nice.”

We meet up at a restaurant called, House of Food Porn. Angela and I got a secluded booth and waited for Michelle and David. As they walked in, I saw Michelle for the first time. She was absolutely stunning. She was wearing a white shirt that was slightly sheer with pearls. I could see that she was wearing a white bra. David was an average-looking guy. A little soft for a woman of Michelle’s sexual beauty in my opinion.

The whole dinner was elegant and sexual. It was a lot of fun and both Michelle and David were a lot of fun to hang out with. As we paid for dinner, the girls were not ready to go back to our hotel. They suggested we go to a club and go dancing.

Who am I to pass up watching my wife and Michelle dance? They both had incredible bodies. Both fit and sexual.

We went to Club E11even. The place was wild. All of the lights and sounds. The people were dancing and having a good time. We found a booth and the women went off to dance. David and I were watching them and having some small talk.

David and Michelle have been married for 8 years. He said they have a great marriage. I ask about the sex life. We were both enjoying some alcohol and watching our wives dance in a very sexual way.

He said “Oh the sex is amazing. She loves my cock and loves when I fuck her. She can not get enough of me!"

I was surprised with how open he was about their sex life. I thought that he must be very confident in his sexual abilities and what he carried.

As the night went into the early morning, the girls had enough dancing. Angela invited them back to our room to hang out.

As we got to the room, we got comfortable on the large patio overlooking the ocean.

Angela said “Some guy was dancing with us and said I have ugly mom boobs. David. . . What do you think? Do I have ugly mom boobs??” As she said this, she stood in front of him and started pushing her tits up making the cleavage bounce.

David quickly glanced at Michelle for approval. Michelle didn’t seem to notice as she was also looking at my wife’s tits.

“Aw David, are they that bad?” she said, this time she pulled her tits out of her dress, exposing her naked breasts to everyone. She grabbed her nipples and made them perky.

David still sat speechless, not knowing what to do. “Touch them, David! Michelle, can he touch them??” Angela asked Michelle, grabbing David’s hand and placing it on her naked breasts. Michelle looked at David and said, “Go ahead, touch them!”

“Hey, if he gets to touch my wife’s tits, I get to touch his wife’s tits!” I say, looking at Michelle’s perfect tits.

Seeing David enjoying himself, Michelle knew she was not going to be one-upped by Angela. She stands up in front of me and unbuttons her shirt seductively. Her pearls dangling in perfect contrast to her skin. Her white bra is on full display. She unclasps the front closure on the bra and lets her round full breasts free.

My eyes locked on her perfectly round nipples. They were so perky and round. I saw David was thoroughly enjoying Angela’s breasts. So I pulled Michelle on my lap and started sucking on them without asking.

Michelle was surprised but loved the sensation of a big strong man taking control of her. She melted into my arms and moaned out as I sucked on her nipples.

Angela looks over and sees me sucking on her tits and said “ Hey, not fair. Fine, I get to touch David’s dick.”

Michelle glanced over and saw Angela kneel in front of David and start to undo his pants. David looked at Michelle for help.

Michelle was so lost in the lust of me sucking on her neck and tits that she could not respond fast enough. Angela had his dick out and was stroking it. I look over and see his dick was maybe 4 or 5 inches and skinny.

As Michelle was straddling my waist, she could feel my hard cock pressed against her pussy. Michelle reached down and started undoing my pants. I felt her fingers wrap around my cock and she moans out. Her fingers did not even reach around my cock. She gets off my lap and is on her knees. Her eyes go wide as my cock comes into view. It is 7 inches and as thick as her forearm with a nice curve.

Angela sees Michelle stroking my cock and takes it a step further. Angela starts sucking on his dick. I see her take his whole dick in her mouth and not gag. David has a look of pure shock. He loves the feeling, but he glances over and sees Michelle holding my massive cock in her hands.

Michelle sees Angela’s blow job and is not going to be outdone. She starts locking the best of my cock. Her tongue went up and down the side. She then sucks the head of my cock into her mouth. She can feel that the thickness of my cock is already about the max her mouth can take.

She feels her pussy dripping wet knowing that hubby is watching her suck a massive cock.

I reach down and start stripping Michelle naked. I unbuttoned her blouse and removed her bra. I leave the pearls on. As she starts to suck my cock deeper, I reach down and unzip the tight skirt she was in. I see her shimmy her round ass to let it fall. Never once breaking contact with my cock and her mouth.

She was kneeling there, sucking my cock in just a thong.

David looked at Michelle and said “Babe, are you sure??” as I stood up and stripped naked. David looked at the size of my cock again.

Michelle said standing up and pulling her thong off “Why not, fuck it!” as she straddles my waist pinning my cock between us.

I see Angela follow suit and stripped naked in front of David. She then climbs on him and starts to grind on him as they make out.

David breaks the kiss off and looks around Angela. “Babe, can we at least wear condoms?” David says looking at Michelle’s pussy grinding on my cock.

The suite we were staying in, had the party package added on. It was a gift basket with stuff like champagne, body glitter, condoms, lube, etc. Angela gets up and grabs two of the condoms and hands one to Michelle and walks over to put it on David. I watched as the condom went on David’s small penis. It looked like an oversized shirt that my wife wears to bed some nights.

I looked down as Michelle starts to stretch the condom over my cock head. The condom was maxed out with the girth of my cock.

I look over and watch as Angela starts fucking David. He has a look of pleasure and uncertainty. He is very focused on Angela’s sexy body and how she was fucking him. I pull Michelle back into my lap and we start making out. Her breasts are on my chest as she grinds her clit against the length of my cock. Her body moved so sexually.

I lift her up until I feel her wet pussy hovering over my cock. As I set her back down, her eyes widen and she moans “Ohhhhhh FFFUUUCCKKK! Go slow . . . I am not used to such a massive cock.” as my cock goes deeper and deeper into her married pussy. I let her adjust to my sizes I bottom out.

We make out for a few minutes with my cock buried inside her. My hands groped her breasts and her ass. I slowly grab her hips and start lifting her up and back down fucking her slowly.

“Oh fuck! Oh yes, fuck me! Ahhh! Fffuuuccckkk! Im gonna cuuummmm” Michelle would moan out with each thrust. David kept looking over at his wife being fucked. He had the perfect view as we sat across from him on the patio. His view was of her ass. He could see her pussy being stretched with each thrust. He also got to see how her pussy was gripping my cock when she came up.

“You like this cock baby??” I said between making out. “Oh fuck yes!” she moaned in our kiss. She was fucking down on me with urgency and lust.

“You are so fucking tight baby!” I say. “I know, I’m sorry . . . But it’s not my fault!” she said motioning in David’s direction. I looked over and see his tiny penis barely getting inside my wife’s pussy.

Angela was loving that David could not stop watching her husband fuck his wife. She sucked on his ear as she fucked him and said “Listen to her! Does she sound like that when she fucks you?” she felt his cock jump as he moaned “No?? Well it's a good thing she is getting fucked by an Alpha with a real cock”.

Seeing that David was intently watching Michelle, I decided to give him a show. After she came down from another orgasm, I lifted Michelle off of me. She whimpered at the sudden loss of my cock in her pussy. The feeling of being empty again.

I turn her around so she can see him fucking Angela, but the real reason, I want David to see his wife get fucked like a slut.

I back her up to me and spread her legs to straddle mine. I lower her down on my cock. She takes over and starts fucking herself on my cock. Her pussy is fully stretched out and can take my entire cock. She is fucking me like the beautiful slut that she is.

I grab her thighs and pull her back against me. Her legs spread wide as she leaned her back against my chest. I start fucking up into her as her perfect naked body was on full display. Her orgasm was building.

I saw Angela climb off David and she kneels in front of him, takes the condom off, and starts to suck him again. Doing this gave him an unobstructed view of his wife being fucked like a slut.

I wrap my arms around her legs and to the back of her head, pinning her to my chest with her smooth shaved pussy on full display. Her orgasms shot through her. “Oh yes, Mike! Fuck me! Fuck my married pussy!!” she moaned uncontrollably.

Knowing I was close, I picked Michelle up and pushed her onto all fours, looking right at David. I knelt behind her as she lifts her ass for me. The head of my cock spreads her pussy lips as I rub my cock. I feel her soft hand reach back and grab my cock. I thought she was going to line it up with her pussy, instead, I felt her fingers pull the condom off and drop it to the ground. She waited till David was not looking. She wanted to feel my raw cock in her pussy. She then lined my cock up and pushed her ass back on me.

“Oh fuck you feel good Michelle! Oh fucking hell, this pussy is incredible! It's so damn tight!” I moan out as I grip her hips and start fucking her hard. The sound of her moaning and cussing as I fuck her right in front of her hubby sent me to the edge.

Her perfect ass slaps against me as I pick up speed fucking her. The moans and gasps she made with each thrust. I grab her hair and pull her body back to my chest. I wrap my arms around her tits as I continue to fuck her.

“Look at him Michelle, look at your hubby watching you get fucked! My raw cock fucking your married cheating slutty pussy! Look at his eyes as you cum on my cock over and over. Hubby has never stretched you or fucked you this hard before. Your husband is a cuck now!” I whispered in her ear as we both look at David.

She saw him looking at her. His penis was hard and being stroked as he watched her spread wide for another man. Giving her body to this stranger. Letting him fuck her in any way he wanted. Michelle knew David would never be able to satisfy her again. Her orgasm was building just thinking about David watching as she cums on another man’s cock!

I push her back onto all fours. One hand on her hip and the other grabbing her hair, pulling it back keeping her face pointed right at David. I could feel her orgasm was about to release again. The tightness of her pussy on my cock, and watching David’s eyes on Michelle while my wife sucks his cock was too much.

I felt her cum all over my cock. I slapped both of her ass cheeks before grabbing both hips and fucked my cock as deep as I could and scream out shooting the first hot load deep in her married pussy. I push her shoulders to the floor as I pull my cock out and pump several equally large loads all over her pussy and ass.

She moans out as her left-hand rubs her pussy through a final orgasm. Her fingers and wedding ring were covered in our cum. She flopped on the ground having never been fucked like that in her life.

I sat back and watched as Angela grabs David’s penis and pulls him over to his freshly fucked wife. Michelle’s ass was red. Her pussy was stretched and had our mixed cum leaking out everywhere. She looked like a used slut.

“Oh, David . . . Look at her stretched pussy. The condom came off . . . Look at that cum leaking out of her.” Angela whispered in David’s ear.

I saw Angela slide her hand down over Michelle’s pussy and slip inside. She pulled her fingers out coated in cum. I saw her bring it to David’s lips and press it into his mouth. The whole time she was stroking his penis. I saw David lick my wife’s fingers, cleaning the cum off of them. Angela whispered “clean your wife up . . . She is going to need a gentle touch tonight.”

She seductively moved David down between his wife’s legs. As he started to clean her pussy of cum, I saw Angela move to the side and start to stroke his penis harder and faster and he was on all fours between Michelle’s legs. “Good boy, clean your slut wife.” She moaned in David’s ear as he began diving his tongue in her pussy. Eating our cum. I could see that his orgasm was building and he moaned into her pussy as his body shook and a few dribbles of sperm came falling on Michelle’s leg.

“Don’t leave tonight, stay in our spare room,” Angela said to them.

Angela stood up and walked over to me. She kissed me for a few minutes before we walked into the suite. Angela pushed me on the bed and sucked my cock clean before climbing on me and fucking herself to an orgasm on my cock.

“Oh fuck, I need this cock!!” she moaned as she fucked up and down, stretching her pussy.

David helped Michelle up and walked her to the second bedroom. They both collapsed on the bed and passed out.

The next morning, I heard Michelle moaning. It sounded like David was trying to reclaim her. Michelle was hornier than she has ever been. She had an unquenchable lust for sex. “Yes baby, fuck me! Fuck your wife!”

I hear David moan out quickly followed by Michelle saying “Wait?! What?! . . . Oh, David!? I was so close . . . I needed to cum! No . . . It's ok . . . I know you can't help it.”

What was that . . . 30 seconds? A minute at most? I thought to myself.

We all went to breakfast that morning. Angela and I were in great moods. Michelle had a huge smile on her face, but when I looked into her eyes, I saw lust and a desire that had been awakened. David was smiling when talking to Angela. I kept seeing him check out her tits. He must have enjoyed what she did to him last night. When he looked at me, I could see the Beta male show through. Very different from his sexual confidence from last night.

We all said goodbye and enjoyed the rest of our weekend.

On our last night, Angela was sucking my cock and started talking about how sexy I looked cucking David. She said, “His cock was so hard watching this beautiful cock stretch Michelle. I don’t know if they know it yet, but they are both into the cuck life."

“It was so hot watching you build the desire to be a cuck in his mind. You seduced him into it the whole night.” I reply.

As everyone got back to normal life, David and Michelle were making pillow talk after sex one night.

“That was pretty fun this weekend!” Michelle said stroking David’s used cock.

“It seemed like you had a little too much fun.” He replied

“Oh babe, you know you enjoyed fucking Angela! You looked like you were having such a good time! Then it was soooooo hot feeling you clean me up!! Feeling you cum on me was amazing babe!” she said stroking faster. All she could think about was how much my cock stretched her pussy and how I did not ask before I came inside her.

“Ahhhh ohhhh it was hot!!” he said cumming in her hand.

Michelle lay there as David got up to get a shower. Her mind was racing . . . Reliving the feeling of being spread open and fucked right in front of David. She started rubbing her pussy thinking about my thick cock stretching her and fucking deeper than David ever did. She just had sex and she was not satisfied. Hubby only lasted a minute and she wasn’t even close to cumming. She needed a release.

She knew she had a few more minutes before David was done. She closed her eyes and fingered her clit. Playing out the scene over and over. Her orgasm was building, lusting for my cock in her again. Lusting for the feel of my cum shooting inside her. She climaxed hard. The orgasm shooting through her.

She collapsed from her orgasm. She needed more . . . She knew that hubby would never satisfy her again. Her pussy has been fucked by a real man and she was addicted.

Several weeks later, Angela asked me if I wanted to fuck Michelle again. I told her, Michelle was a great fuck and I loved how needy she was. Angela said I should message her and see if she is needing another good fuck.

“There is no way David’s little dick could satisfy that sexy slut!” Angela said. “It was so hot watching you use her and control her.”

Later that day, I texted Michelle.

“Hey, it’s Mike. Can’t stop thinking about the other night. Angela gave me your number.”

“Oh, hey. Yeah, that was a hot night.”

“A hot night? You were one of the best fucks of my life! Your pussy is better than Angela’s! So damn tight!”

“Aw well thank you! You flatter me! That was something that I had never done before. I honestly can not believe it happened. I can not believe David let his wife fuck someone else.” She replied

“So, when are we doing it again? I’m kinda addicted to your body!”

“Ehhh, I don’t know. I doubt hubby would ever go for that again. I think I was just lucky he was drunk.”

“Well, why does he or Angela have to be involved?”

“Oh, now I will not be a part of you cheating on Angela.”

“Oh . . . Haha . . . Angela gave me your number and told me to reach out. She knew you would be needy and horny. She said there is no way hubby is satisfying you.”

“I mean . . . She is not wrong. But, I am going to have to talk to her. I don’t believe that she wants her husband fucking another woman.”

“I’ll be here when you are desperate!”

Later that day, she could not stop thinking about our conversation. Her pussy was wet all day. She came home and tried to seduce David. He was too distracted and once he finally let her ride him . . . He lasted 30 seconds and went flaccid. That is when she knew she needed more!

That next morning, she called Angela.

“Hey, I don’t know how to ask this without pissing you off.”

“Michelle, don’t stress, what’s up?”

“Mike texted me and was making comments about how he wants to fuck me again. Girl, I’m not going to break up a marriage to anything like that.”

“Girl, I gave him your number and told him you had to be needy. There is no way hubby is satisfying you!”

“I mean, you are not wrong. I don’t know if I can do that to David. I don’t think I can cheat on him. Thanks for looking out for me girl!”

Later that night after disappointing sex . . . Michelle was lying next to David who was sleeping. All she could do is finger her clit to get some release. Her mind kept flashing back to getting fucked like a slut in front of hubby. Feeling hot cum shooting inside her. Feeling the hardest thickest cock she had ever seen fucking her. Her orgasms came back to back.

She woke David up after her last orgasm.

“Babe, are you ok??” he said in a groggy state

“Go back to sleep, I was just enjoying how amazing your dick felt in my pussy and how good you fucked me tonight.” She lied to him.

He smiled like a champion and fell back asleep. Her phone buzzed and she saw a text from me.

“Girl, you know you need me to fuck you! Why are you denying it?”

“Mike, I just don’t feel right fucking you behind his back and I know he will not want me to see you again after what he saw you do to my married pussy.”

She saw I sent a picture.

She opened it and saw a picture of my fully erect cock glistening with cum.

“Are you sure?” was the caption to the picture.

“I’m sure, goodnight Mike.” She replied

She was not sure. Michelle glanced over to make sure David was still sleeping. She could not stop looking at it. Her fingers found their way to her pussy again. A few minutes later, she was cumming all over my cock again and again in her mind.

She saved the photo in a secret folder and deleted the text thread. She did not want David to see this conversation.

Over the next few days, she found herself masturbating to the picture of my cock. She needed sex. She needed to be fucked hard and long. She knew her hubby would never be able to fulfill her needs.

She randomly sent me a text “I’m not sure Mike.”

“That’s what I thought . . . How about you come over to our house Friday morning after your shift? Angela has an early appointment and the kids will be at school.”

“Ok, I can’t believe this is happening. It will have to be after David leaves for work.”

“You will never regret it beautiful!”

Thursday night, Michelle was so excited and nervous. Her shift crawled by. Once her shift was over, she went home and acted like it was just another day. David was making small talk at breakfast. He then got up and kissed her “I love you, have a good rest.”

Michelle kissed him goodbye “Have a good day babe, I love you too.”

Her heart was racing. She watched him pull out of the driveway. After a few minutes to make sure he didn’t forget something, she ran to her car and started driving to my house. She did not take time to change from her scrubs.

She could feel the adrenaline rushing through her body with every mile she drove. All she could think about was how powerful her orgasm was being stretched to the max by my cock.

As she pulled into the driveway, she sat for a minute. Her heart was racing, her pussy soaking her thong. She twisted her wedding ring. She thought back on the last three weeks of terrible sex that left her needing more. Feeling neglected. Feeling alone. She took a deep breath and opened the car door.

She walked up to the front door and knocked.

I opened the door wearing just athletic shorts. I saw her wearing her purple scrubs. Her blue eyes were glowing.

I welcome her inside. As I close the door, I pin her to the wall and start to make out with her. I feel her warm body melt into my chest as my strong hands pin her hands over her head. I take all control of her as my other hand starts to explore her.

Her breathing increases in between our kisses. I feel her body moving against me trying to get closer. I use my right hand to slide my fingers under her waistband. She moans out in our kiss when she feels her scrub pants dropping to the floor exposing her black lace lingerie. I reach down and quickly pull her top over her head exposing a matching black lace bra.

I strip her of her underwear while keeping her pinned to the wall. She loved that I had complete control of her.

“Why are you going so fast?” she moaned out trying to kiss me. I pressed against her naked body and began kissing and sucking on her neck. My fingers slid between her dripping pussy lips.

“I know you are here to have your married pussy properly fucked. Now, be a good little married slut and get my cock ready to fuck this pussy.”

In felt her body shudder as my fingers brush over her clit. I push her down to her knees in front of me. She reaches up slides her fingers into my waistband and slowly pulls my shorts off. My long hard cock was fully erect and bounced to attention right in front of her face.

Her eyes showed pure lust as she looked at my cock. Her hand slid around it. Her wedding ring was on full display as she started to stroke my cock.

This married chick kneeling in front of me with a perfect body was stroking my cock. I saw her lean in and lick the tip of my cock. A long string of pre-cum came off my cock. She started sucking my cock like she had never sucked David’s. I grabbed the back of her head and fucked her throat making her gag on my cock.

She gasped for air before deep-throating my cock over and over. Saliva and pre-cum dripped down her chin and onto her breasts. Her eyes were watering as she sucked my cock.

I pulled my cock out of her mouth. She sat there with her mouth open begging for me to fuck her mouth again. I grabbed her head with one hand and slapped her face with my cock with the other.

“That’s my good little slut” I say as I push her face to suck on my balls. The look of my cock resting on her face as she licks and sucks my balls was incredible.

She loved hearing me call her a little slut. She has been missing that feeling for years. She feels alive with my hard cock in her mouth. She loves that her body can still make men hard and that they are lasting after her. She loves that hubby has no clue that she is naked in front of another man with his huge cock in her mouth! She feels that rush of lust and adrenaline flow through her.

I reach down and lift her up . . . I walk her to the master bedroom. Michelle stood there in the middle of the room turning around, letting me examine her body. I walk up behind her and pull her to me. My hands on her breasts and her ass against my cock. I suck on her ear and neck as her hands come up to my head. I spin her around and quickly push her down on the master bed.

She lays on her back, watching me as I grab her legs and spread them wide. Her married pussy is on full display for me to see. I lift one of her feet to my lips. Kissing her feet and ankles, I move down her smooth legs. Her heart racing the closer I get to her pussy. My eyes look over her body as I move down her inner thigh. The smell of her pussy dripping wet was intoxicating.

My lips graze over her pussy. Her mouth opens as she gasps. Looking down at another man between her legs made her pussy quiver. I slowly lick between her swollen pussy lips and feel her clit with the tip of my tongue.

“Fucking hell Michelle . . . Your pussy tastes incredible!” I say between tongue fucking deep in her pussy.

I feel her hands on the back of my head pulling me into her. Moaning out “Oh fuck Mike!! I’m gonna cum!! Please don’t stop!!”

I pin her thighs back to her chest giving me full access to her pussy! The cum gushes out as her body shakes with a powerful orgasm. I see her left hand go down to her clit and start rubbing.

“Yes baby, show me that wedding ring! Fuck . . . Look at it getting covered in your cum.” I say to her.

That sent her over the edge again. . . She loved that she was cheating on her husband. She felt alive unlike at any time in her life. “Mike, I need this cock!”

I stand up and watch her finger her pussy enjoying the afterglow of her orgasms as she lusted for my cock.

“Beg me for this Michelle . . . Beg me to fuck your cheating married pussy!”

I stepped between her legs and slapped her pussy with my cock. She whimpered with each slap. I then rubbed the head of my cock between her fingers and against her clit.

“Beg me my little slut!”

“Ohhhh fffuuccckk Mike . . . Please, fuck me with that gorgeous married cock of yours! Fuck my cheating pussy! Fuck me like a slut!!”

Her eyes could not stop watching my cock grind against her. I then pulled back and lined my cock up with her pussy. I knew she did not want to be treated like a housewife. . . She wanted to be fucked like a slut.

I grab her hips and fucked my cock in her dripping wet pussy. She moaned out with the sudden sensation of my cock stretching her out. I held my cock against her cervix letting her adjust to me.

“Fuck . . . Michelle, your pussy is so tight! god damn girl!!”

I push her thighs back spreading her open. I thrust in and out of her in short strokes. Her eyes watching the whole time. Watching as I made her a cheating slut.

I did not wait for her . . . I needed this pussy. I began fucking her hard and fast. Pounding her pussy. Her titties bounced with each thrust. Her arms above her head grabbing the sheets.

“Fuck girl . . . Oh, this is a magical pussy!” I moan out. My cock never felt so good!

All she could do is moan and whimper as I fucked her. “Ahhhh . . . Fffuuuccckkk . . . Ohhhh . . . Ssshhiiitttt . . . Ppplllleeeaasseeee ddddoonnnntttt ssstttooopppp!!!”

The sound of our bodies fucking each other was incredible. I rush of adrenaline surging through me drove me wild. I could feel her pussy quivering. I knew she was close.

“Cum all over my married cock Michelle!!” I grunt to her “Oh you are a good little slut!!” I say looking down at her naked body.

Her eyes were rolled back into her head as she was lost in ecstasy. “Iiiiiii’mmmmmm cccccuuuummmmiiiinnngggggg” she screamed out shaking as her orgasm ripped through her.

I can not resist anymore. The sight of this married slut cumming on my cock was too much. I pin her legs to her chest and fuck my cock deep inside her. I do not care where she wants my cum. I need this pussy! I need to cum deep inside her perfect body!

My cock stiffens and I bury it in her womb. My cock erupts with the biggest orgasm of my life. Shooting hot rope after rope of cum inside her. my body shaking as I lock her body with my huge strong arms and hands.

Her eyes widen at the feeling of another man cumming in her unprotected pussy. Feeling the power of my orgasm and how my body is pumping my cum in her sends her into another orgasm. Her body shakes as she screams out. She has never felt a man own her body and claim her pussy like I do. She loved that I did not ask where I should cum and that I just shot my load where ever I wanted.

Before she is even done cumming, I grab her hips and flip her over on all fours. I grab her perfect ass and finger her cummie pussy as she cums down from her orgasm. My cum leaked out of her and down her thighs. Finger fucking her sends her body into another powerful orgasm.

I then line my cock up, grab her perfect hips and fuck into her again. The feeling of her tight wet pussy stretched around my cock was incredible.

“Oh, this is the best pussy I’ve ever fucked!” I moan out as I fuck her hard and fast. Knowing I was fucking my cum in her pussy was so exotic.

“Ohhhh Mike, you are hard again?? Hubby can never fuck me after cumming!!” she moans out into the mattress as she has her ass popped in the air.

“Your husband is a beta cuck!” I grunt to her as I fuck her like the slut she is.

Her ass slapping my hips hard and fast. I grab her ass cheeks and spread them open exposing her asshole. I loved watching my thick cock go in and out of her. I spit on her asshole and slap her ass.

Michelle looked over and saw herself in a mirror. The sight of her being fucked by another man in someone else’s bedroom made her cum. She loved the way she looked being fuck. She thought she looked like a porn star with her ass in the air and my cock going in and out of her.

I pull out and climb next to her on the bed. I lay down and tell her to clean my cock. She eagerly starts sucking my cock and cleaning her cum off of me. I then pull her on top of me. Her breasts pressed against my chest. I line my cock up and fuck up into her. She moans into our kiss and I pin her hips to me, giving me full access to fuck her deep. I then push her up so she is in control.

“Fuck me you sexy slut!” I say leaning back. I just want to watch her married body fuck me in my bed. Her body is so stimulated and so on edge that she starts cumming immediately. Her fingers rub her pussy and roll her nipples as she fucks me.

“Turn around . . . I want to see your ass as you fuck me! I also want you to watch yourself be a cheating slut as you fuck a married man!”

She spins around and leans forward supporting herself on my shins. Her ass is on full display fucking me in reverse cowgirl. She looks up and sees this woman fucking herself on a huge cock. She could not believe it was her.

My thumb finds her sexy asshole and starts rubbing it as she fucks me. Her cum has already coated her ass making it slippery. I slide my thumb in her asshole.

“Ooooooo ffffuuucccckkkk Mike!! Oh hubby has never done that!!!” she moans out as she fucks back onto my cock and thumb and cums again.

She collapses on the bed. She is exhausted from cumming more this morning than hubby has made her cum in a year. I crawl up behind her and start to kiss her and my hands roll her nipples and slowly rub her swollen and abused pussy.

“Fucking hell Michelle . . . You are the best fuck I’ve ever had.” I whisper in her ear. “This pussy is fucking magic.”

I feel her body melt into me as we make out. Our naked sweaty bodies pressed against each other. My cock is still hard as fuck. I feel her arch her back and push her ass up to get my cock down between her thighs.

“I need this cock” she says between kisses.

I push up slowly and feel the head of my cock slide into her cum filled pussy.

She moans out as I slowly move in and out of her. Our kissing turns more passionate as I slowly pick up pace.

“Hubby can never do this . . . His cock is too short.” She moans “Oh my married pussy needs this baby!” she says rubbing her pussy over the base of my cock.

It felt so go to slowly fuck my cock in her. Making her feel comfort and care after I just used her like my fuck toy!

“I need you to cum again! I need to feel this beautiful cock cum again!” she moans as I pick up pace.

I pull out and roll her on her back again. “If you want me to cum again . . . I am going to see that wedding ring and see your face when I fuck my cum in you again.”

“Fuck me, Mike! Fuck me like the married slut I am!!”

I hold nothing back. I thrust inside her and start fucking hard, deep, and fast. Her titties bouncing fast as I pound her pussy. This is for my pleasure. I need this.

The urgency to cum in her unprotected pussy drives me crazy!

“Oh yes baby . . . Cum in me. . . Cum in my cheating pussy! Send me home fucked like a slut!! Yyyeeesssss ccccuuuummmm iiiinnnn mmmeeee!” she screams out feeling my cock explode deep inside her again. Pounding my cum in her over and over. “Oh, what a good cum slut!” I say watching Michelle look down as my cock slides out of her covered in our mixed cum.

I sit down in the lounge chair next to the bed. “Come clean my cock my little slut!”

I lean back and watch her used and fucked body slide off the bed and walk over to me. She gets down on her knees and starts to suck and lick up my cock. I gather and hold her hair back for her. Watching her clean my cock was so seductive. Getting one last look of her wedding ring on my cock.

After my cock was cleaned, she got up and put on her scrubs. She kissed me goodbye.

“Thank you, Mike. I desperately needed this! I do not regret this at all.”

Michelle went home and passed out.

When hubby got home, he woke her up and kissed her. You look like you got some good sleep. There is a glow about you.

Michelle could tell he wanted sex . . . She knew his penis would not even feel her pussy it was so stretched out. She grabs his penis and starts stroking him. “Ahhh babe, this is such a nice dick. Cum for me!”

He wants sex but he knows he will not last. “Yeah, take my cum.” He whimpers as his penis spurts a few drops of cum. “Oh I needed that!” he says.

Michelle gets ready for shift and gets a text from me “Let me know when that perfect married pussy needs this cock again.”

She replied, "Why don't you come see me on break and strip me out of this!"

Michelle knew it was wrong to cheat on her husband, but she needed this and did not feel guilty about it.

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While I was on a business trip I went to a local club to unwind from a long day of meetings. I was excited as I had the day off tomorrow so I was ready to enjoy myself.

As I get there, I see a bachelorette party come into the bar just a few minutes after me. They are all very attractive young women. I would say they were all in their early 20s. When I saw the bride to be . . . "Fuck! She is gorgeous!" I think to myself.

She has long dark curly hair that come down her back. Dark eyes with a smile that captivated me. She was wearing a flowy, short floral blue dress. Its showed off her small waist and an ass that caught every man's eyes. It was low cut showing off her cleavage, and rode high showing off her muscled and toned legs and calves.

As the group began to party, I saw they were doing a scavenger hunt challenge. I sat back and watched them have fun and laughing. When the bride laughed, it was like the room lit up! She was so happy! I was slightly mesmerized by her youthful joy and beauty.

While I was sitting there drinking my bourbon, one of the bridesmaids came up to me and asked me for my phone number in a very flirty way. I was a little surprised, until she showed me her scavenger hunt card. She told me she was so close to winning! I laughed as I wrote it down.

I went back to my drink and watched her go back to her party. Everyone gathered around as she told them. I noticed as the bride looked over at me and we locked eyes. She smiled and winked at me as she seductively looked back at her friends.

As the night went on, I kept seeing her glance at me and blush as she clearly saw me checking her out. How could I not check her out, she was absolutely stunning.

She made her way over to me. "So (she said rubbing her hand down my arm) you want to help the bride win this game?"

"Sure baby, what do you need tonight?" I winked.

She blushed "I need a lot of things. I'm not very good at this." she said giggling and looking seductively at me. She pointed out her list. "I need to dance with 1 more guy to get 35 points." I reply "I never dance with a beautiful woman without knowing her name." She said blushing "My name is Carman."

I take her hand and lead her to the dance floor. We start dancing. She is a young sexy thing! Her body is tight and fit. I can feel her toned back muscles through her dress. Her smile was lighting up the room. She was moving very seductively as we danced. She let her hands wander and her body press into me.

After the song stopped, I scooped her up before she could protest and threw her on my back. I walked her to the bar. I set her down and said. "Well that was unexpected" she said in surprise. "Well, you needed someone to give you a piggy back ride" I say as I handed her a pen to check off her list.

Carman looked at me a little impressed with my observation. She playfully turned over her card "Alright detective, what else do I need to get?"

"Oh, just leave that card turned over . . . We will get them all taken care of. Be patient beautiful. I am in no rush to have tonight end!" I winked at her as I placed another order for drinks. "Hey bartender, would you comp the bride to be a drink?"

She smiles as she picks up the pen to check off the free drink. Again very impressed that I remembered everything from the list. Giving me a devilish look. We start talking and she told me she had just graduated nursing school and that she was loving her job. She was bummed she had a few more shifts until her wedding vacation started. She just wanted to be on vacation.

A few drinks down and she has not left me to go finish her scavenger hunt. We are flirting every chance we get.

As we continued talking, I leaned in and asked "Carman, how am I supposed to put money in your bra (as I reach in my pocket removing a $20 bill. I bring it up to her tits) if your not wearing one?" As I slide my fingers and the money down her cleavage and under her shirt. She gasped as I brushed my fingers over her hard nipple. I slowly pulled my fingers out, leaving the money. Her body shuddered with an unexpected pleasure as she blushed. "Do you think that counts baby?" I said to her.

She gave me those fuck me eyes as she responded breathing heavy "yeah, I think so" checking off her list.

She leaned against my hand that was on the bar edge, wanting to feel that rush again. I was not going to pass that up as I pinched her nipple through her top with the back of my fingers.

She let out a quiet moan, checking to see if any of her party noticed. "Hey Carman, do you want to go see my Corvette? I think you need a photo on it don't you?" I said grabbing her hand and leading her to the exit.

"Oh let me tell my girls that I'm leaving real quick." She ran over to her maid of honor and told her she would meet them at the hotel. They looked a little bit stunned and yet very happy for her as she came running back to me.

As we exit the bar, she wraps her arms around me and kisses me deeply. "Wow! I've wanted to do that so bad!" She moaned as she continued walking.

We got to my car in the parking garage and she possess for a picture on the hood grabbing her tits. She then climbs in the passenger seat. "Take me anywhere you want Mike" she said as I climbed in the driver's seat.

I drove her straight to my hotel. "You want to come up Carman?" She leans over and kisses me, "yes Mike I really do."

As we get on the elevator, we make out. I pin her to the wall and kiss her deep. Our lips and tongues going crazy. My hands start to wonder her body. She is moaning in my mouth as she gets more and more turned on. She unbuttoned my shirt and runs her hands over my chest.

As we get to my room, she pushes away from me and says "let me freshen up baby" as she seductively backs into the bathroom.

I lean against the wall in front of the door breathing heavy. A few minutes later, she opened the door wearing a sexy black lace lingerie set. "I had the bra in my purse" she said winking at me "you know, just in case I needed to go fuck my fiance later tonight."

I wrap her in my arms and push her back into the bathroom. I pick her up and sit her on the counter. I stand between her legs making out with her. My hands groping her tits and pinching her nipples. My hands move down to her pussy and I start rubbing it. She moans out as I pull her thong to the side and side a finger in her wet pussy and my thumb rubs her clit. She cums almost instantly.

I kiss down her body and suck on her nipples as I continue down her flat stomach and to her pussy.

I am kneeling in front of her as I begin eating her out. Attacking her clit as I finger her G-Spot building her pleasure. She cries out "I'm cumming Mike!" I pull my finger out hard and fast pressing it against her gspot. She cums so hard she squirts all over my face. Her body shaking as she grabs my head for stability. "Fuck, that is the hottest thing anyone has ever done to me!" I tell her standing up. She unbuttons my jeans and pulls them down. She strokes my cock as I run it against her pussy. "Baby, I'm a married man . . . I dont carry condoms" I whisper as I kiss her. She lines the head of my cock up with her pussy "I have an IUD . . . You better not pull out, I've never had a man cum in me. I want you to be my first" she said as she grabs my ass and pulls me into her.

"Oh fuck!!! Carman, you pussy is so tight!" I say thrusting as deep as I can, holding my cock inside her wet pussy.

"Oh yes, fuck me Mike. Ahh your dick fills me up more than I ever have" she says with her voice fluctuating as i start to slowly fuck in and out of her. As I fuck her on the counter, I lean her back against the wall. I unsnap her bra exposing her nipples to me. I begin sucking on them hard as I fuck her. Her tits bouncing with each thrust. Her moans increase and her breathing gets longer and deeper. "Mike I'm gonna cum on your dick! Ive never cum on a cock before!!"

"Cum for me my little cheating slut!" I moan in her ear as I fuck her. My hand sliding up her body wrapping around her neck. I begin to squeeze ever so slightly. This really turns her on and I squeezed harder.

I feel her arms wrap around me, pulling me against her. I feel her body shake as she cums hard on my dick. After I fuck her hard through her orgasm, I pick her up and carry her still wrapped around my dick to the bed. I sit down and tell her to ride me.

She stands up and said "if I'm going to ride your dick Mike, you might as well get a good view" as she turns around and sits down on my dick in reverse cowgirl.

She rides me hard. Her moans escape her mouth. She is not holding anything back. She rides me better than I have ever been ridden. I grab her ass and hips and squeeze them with my huge hands. Carman's ass is perfect and the lace lingerie makes it even more sexy! As she rides me I see her tone back muscles flexing with each movement of her body. She rides herself through another orgasm. The moans and screams she makes are so sexual!

I am about to cum, but I want this to last.

I lift her off of me at the last second.

I flip her over on all fours. She offers her cheating pussy to me with her ass in the air and her face in the mattress.

I kneel next to her and start fingering her pussy with two of my fingers. She fucks herself back onto my fingers as I reach down and grab her tits.

Once I've cooled down enough, I grab her hips and fuck into her pussy hard! She is moaning out like my sexy whore everytime my dick thrusts in her. She is cumming on another man's dick just a week from being married.

"Oh Mike! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Oh shit!" She moaned out. "You like that my slut?" I said to her with my dick slamming in and out of her. I slap her ass and I she yells "yes baby, dont ever stop fucking me! Ahhh I'm cumming Mike!"

I fuck hard into her as she floods my dick with cum! I can feel her cum dripping down my balls.

"Roll over baby! I want to see your face as I fuck my cum in your cheating pussy!"

Carman, rolls over and spreads her legs, just begging me to fuck her. I kneel in front of her pussy and thrust inside of her. I lean down and suck on her perfectly firm tits! She wraps her arms around me as I move my head up her body and we start making out.

She is in such a state of euphoria, cumming over and over. I was giving her the fuck of her life. Her pussy was clenching my dick so hard as I fucked her that I was not able to hold back anymore. "Baby, I'm going to cum!" I moaned. She replied "yes baby! Please come in me! No one has ever cum in me before. Please Mike, be my first!! Give me your cum!!"

That sent me over the edge! I grabbed her legs by the back of her knees and shoved them back allowing me complete penetration. I gave a few hard deep thrusts as I flooded her cheating pussy with my married cum! "Ahhhh sssshhhiittt" I cry out! "Yes Mike, give me all your cum! Ohhhh I'm cumming with you baby!" As her body shakes hard as she wraps her legs and arms around me. Her body shaking as her orgasm rips through her.

Aw we both come down from our orgasms, she crawls up the bed and lays on my chest. We make out for a few minutes. Her perfect body presses against me feels so incredible. "I want you forever Mike" she moaned "I want what we just had for the rest of my life!"

"Baby, did you just propose to me?" I ask.

She blushed hard not realizing that she had said that out loud. I see her caught off guard. I lean down and kiss her. "Now you can check everything off your list baby!" I say as I wink at her. She smiles and kisses me even harder. So turned on that I paid that much attention to her and she wasnt even trying to get it.

We get up and take a shower together, getting one last fuck in before I drive her to the hotel her party was at. She kisses me and says "that was the best way to win my game!" As she walks off she gives me a seductive smile.

I drive back to my hotel and realize I never got her number. I am pissed, she would have been a fun one to keep up with.

That monday, I get a text from a random number. "Hey baby, finishing my last shift before I get married. You want to come change my mind about this next weekend?😘😘"

With this picture attached.

"Oh by the way, I got your number from my bridesmaid🥰🥰 Hopefully I see you again! I need more of that!"

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L Part 2

A few weeks passed after fucking L in her bed while her BF was at work. We texted every day and she would send me pics and videos of her sexy body. We would arrange to have some quick fucks in the back of my SUV on lunch break and after work. She was such a great fuck. She loved the fact I was married and that I would fuck her raw. She never let anyone fuck her raw.

One time I picked her up from work and drove to a parking garage nearby. She stripped completely naked, crawled in the back seat, and started finger fucking herself as she called her BF. She told him how horny she was and how badly she needed his dick when he gets off tonight. She started moaning as she touched her clit and fucked her fingers in and out of her. She was talking to M as if he was fucking her. Moaning about how good he feels. Her eyes never leave mine. I crawled into the back seat and got between her thighs. I started biting and sucking my way up her legs as she rubbed her pussy.

As my tongue licked up her slit, she moaned out “Ohhhhh yes M! You are going to make me cuuuuuuuuum!” her hand stopped rubbing her clit and went to the back of my head, pulling me closer to her. My lips sucking her pussy lips and my tongue fucking her pussy. Her body shook as her orgasm flooded her.

“Yesssss cum for me L! I’m the best fuck you will ever have!” I heard him grunt as the phone fell away from her ear. I saw the woman in front of me lost in ecstasy. Her orgasm was building in her. The rush was so intense that she could not breathe. After one minute of her orgasm rushing her body, she finally came back. “Holy fuck . . . Oh god . . . Oh fuck!!!” she moans panting.

I pick up her phone and hand it to her. She forgot M was still on the phone “M?? I’m sorry . . . That was the best orgasm! You better be ready to eat my pussy when you get off! It’s a cummie mess for you babe!” she said in a slutty seductive voice.

Once she hung up, she dove on me. Her naked body humped my waist as we made out. Her cum was all over my face. We pulled my cock out as she slides down on it. “ Ohhhhh fuck!! I can never get used to how huge your cock is Mike!!!!” She screams out as my cock stretched her pussy.

We fucked hard and fast! We both wanted this! We both needed to cum! Her naked body is incredible! Her big titties were in my face as she fucked herself on my cock! “I need your cum Mike!” she whispered in my ear. “you have made me a cum slut!! Cum for me baby! Cum in my cheating pussy!”

It was all too much! I needed this pussy so much! I needed to cum in her so bad! I needed to mark her pussy as mine! I wrapped up on her and pinned her down. My cock buried to her cervix as it started to throb, shooting load after load in her womb! Her orgasm flooded her body once she felt my hot cum flooding her. We both fucked through our orgasm until we collapsed from exhaustion.

After a few minutes, we started getting ready. “I don’t know what I am going to do in a few weeks!” I say softly.

“What do you mean baby?” she replied.

“We are going to the beach in a few weeks. I need this pussy” I say slipping my hand under her skirt and finger fuck her. “ it would be so hot if you happened to be there!”

“Well . . . My BF owes me a holiday. He flaked on the last few chances. I am going to ask him to take me as he is eating my pussy. No way he rejects me when he has not got his dick wet.” She replies with an evil smile.

We both went home to our families. Later that night, I got an email.

“Hey Mike,

Just following up with you about that business trip that we discussed in our meeting this afternoon. If you could send me the details so I can set up the trip for my boss. Also, my boss was very appreciative of the gift you sent him. He loves nothing more than those old-fashioned cream pies. You will have a client for life if you keep sending him things like that.

I am sorry for the late email. I hope you are enjoying your family.

Thank you so much,

“L”

I was shocked to see this email. My wife was sitting right next to me and even glanced at it. I told her we are going to a conference the week after we go to St Martin. She gave me a pouty face as she never liked when I went on business trips.

I sent L the information for the resort we were staying at. She said her cum filled pussy was too much for M to resist. He said she could go anywhere she wanted as long as he got to fuck her. She was not going to miss out on going on a trip. She said it was a good minute and a half and he was done. Said he kept talking about how he was the best she ever had. She just moaned in agreement thinking about how I fuck her pussy harder and longer. How it feels as I flood her over and over. How she is turning into a cum slut. She then started thinking about this holiday she was about to go on.

The trip was approaching quickly. L sent me a text that M would not be coming till the last weekend we were there. She told me she was so excited to be a single slut at a resort.

“Going to see how much dick you can get?” I text back

“Ohhhh someone jealous?” she replied

“No . . . I know I fuck you better than anyone. I know you will come back to me! Besides, someone needs to keep your pussy occupied while I’m with the wife.” I text back.

“Oh, you are so naughty, Mike! I love that you are confident enough to let me fuck someone else!” she replied.

When we arrived at the resort, we got checked in. We got a three-bedroom suite overlooking the ocean. The two kids were in their room and the wife and I were in the master with a hot tub and private walk-out to the pool and ocean. We went out to have some fun in the sun.

Later that afternoon, I glanced up and saw this chick that had a killer body, dark brown hair, and dark eyes. It took a second for me to realize that it was L! She was in a skimpy bikini that showed off everything! She looked over at me and winked. It was so hot seeing my side slut at the resort with me and my wife. She sent me a text.

“What room are you in?”

“1003, what about you?” I replied.

“1004😈😈” she texted back with a evil glint in her eye as she smiled at me.

My heart started racing with adrenaline. This could be the best week of my life or the worst.

We played it cool the first day with my family right there. I did see L flirting with the butler bringing drinks. She was laying it on thick. I would see her glance at me with a lustful gaze. She loved this game.

Later that night, we put the kids down and moved out to the porch. We sat in the swing lounge and sipped on some wine.

We heard some giggling from the room next door. The giggling turned into more sounds of passion. My cock jumped realizing that it was L and the hotel security guard. I heard the sliding door open and they moved out to the hot tub. My wife went and slid our door open so she could listen to this random chick get it on just 20 ft away from us. She started breathing heavily listening to this chick get fucked.

I heard L getting fucked by this stranger. She knew what she was doing. She was moaning for me. I felt my wife slide her hand down to my cock and looked at me when she realized I was hard. She pulled it out and started stroking it to the sound of L getting fucked. She then slipped off her shorts and straddled my cock. I was shocked. She started fucking herself on my cock. Her moans increased. I laid my head back and closed my eyes envisioning L was the one riding me. Her perfect tits bouncing. Hearing L moaning as she was getting railed and hearing my wife fucking to the sound of my slut getting fucked was too much.

I looked at my wife, she knew by how hard I was and the look on my face that I was going to cum. She hopped off and jacked my cock. She leaned in as I was cumming, “Oh that was close babe! We can not make another baby!” I was disappointed as I desperately wanted to cum inside her!

We decided to turn in. We had a big day planned for tomorrow. Going on a full day excursions. We fall asleep to the sounds of L having fun with the staff member. I woke up to a few emails from my boss. There was an emergency at work and I had to get on a conference call. I emailed my boss back and told him that I was on vacation.

He replied “Mandatory conference Zoom meeting at 9 am. The company will pay for your trip because of the inconvenience. Sorry, Mike but this is above me.”

My wife was disappointed but did like that they would pay for this expensive trip. She said she would take the kids on the excursion. After breakfast, I kissed them goodbye and went back to my room. I opened the patio door. I walked out and set up the computer for the video call. Once logged in, the meeting started.

About 10 minutes into the meeting, I heard L’s patio door open. She heard me talking and walked around the corner. She looked at me with such a slutty evil look in her eyes. She mouthed “Where is Wify??”

I moved my head off camera and told her they went on a excursions for the day.

L heard the meeting on my laptop and flashed her robe open exposing her titties to me. She loved that I was getting turned on but could do nothing about it as I was on the conference video chat. She walked over with her perfect breasts on full display, got down on her knees, and crawled under the table.

My boss asked me to talk about an issue the business had and how we can remedy it.

As I started talking, I felt L pull my erect cock out of my lounge pants and start stroking it. She made it impossible to focus as I was talking. I felt her lips and tongue slide over the head of my cock. She sucked my cock deep in her mouth. Her hands playing with my balls. I knew I was close. Her mouth was incredible! Once I was done talking, I muted myself and slid my computer away so i was out of view. I looked down at this perfect slut and grabbed her head and fucked my cock in her mouth and screamed out as I shot my load down her throat.

She pulled off of me with long strings of saliva and cum still connecting her mouth to my cock. There was a look of pure joy on her face. She got up and started walking back to her room. She looked back and said with a seductive look “I reserved a cabana by the pool if you want to join me while your wife is gone. Could be fun! Got to get back to the hotel security guard in my bed!"

About 45 minutes later, I walk out to the pool and see L swimming in the pool with a group of 20-somethings. All fit and sexy. When L saw me, she flashed that gorgeous smile at me as she swam over to me. As she got to the edge of the pool, she lifted herself half out of the pool and stretched up to kiss me. Her perfect body was on full display to everyone else at the pool. She was wearing a black lace bikini that was completely sheer. After kissing her, I sat down with my legs around her. We continued to make out for a few minutes.

The chicks she was with started gathering around and L introduced them to me. They were all on vacation from Europe. One chick wearing a white bathing suit, stood out as she had a wedding ring on. She was a young sexy brunette named Jessica who was 20 years old. Over the next thirty minutes, I found out she was married to a 65-year-old millionaire who paid for her and her friends to come to the resort. She told me he was here, but he was so busy with his business he just stayed in the penthouse.

The other friends got out of the pool to go to brunch, but Jessica was having fun with us and decided to stay with us.

“Hey, do you guys want to go to the penthouse pool and cabana?” Jessica asked as she hopped out of the pool.

L and I looked at each other and smiled. We hopped out and followed Jessica to the penthouse. She scanned in through the door and welcomed us in. The penthouse was an incredible resistance. Top-end luxury.

Jessica walked through the house and found her husband. She kissed him and introduced us as a couple. She then asked what his plans were. He said he had a slammed day and that he was not able to hang out. He kissed her goodbye and said he was going to the conference room for meetings.

Jessica turned around and looked like a giddy little girl as she turned around and led us to the pool.

“Fuck Jessica, why would y’all not be swimming here?” I said looking around the private pool.

Jessica replied, “My friends enjoy flirting and want to pick up some dates.” She then called the butler and ordered several drinks.

After taking a quick dip, we got out and headed to the cabana. It was a huge cabana that was the size of a California king mattress. We all hopped on the bed and started small talking. Eventually, Jessica noticed that L didn’t have a wedding ring on.

“Oh shit L, did you lose the ring in the pool??” Jessica exclaimed

L started giggling “Oh Jess, I am not married! At least not yet.”

Jessica looked confused as she glanced at my wedding ring and then how L was snuggling up to me.

I leaned back on the pillows as L shifted so she was propped up on a pillow and leaned over my chest. She looked at Jessica and explained how we met and how incredibly intense the intimacy and sex was between us. She explained how hot it was that she was dating and how I was married.

Jessica was in shock and I could see her blushing. Her shock turned into a cute smile.

L suggested we play truth or dare.

Jessica jumped to her knees and eagerly clapped “Ohhhh yes yes!!”

“OK, truth or dare?” L asked Jessica

“Ummm, truth.” She replied

“OK, If you could have sex with one person from your past again, who would it be?”  L said

“Well, I’ve only ever had sex with my husband. So I guess him??” she replied sheepishly

“Wait . . . What?? Only one guy?? How long have you been married, you are only 20!” L replied in shock.

“Well, we have been married for 2 years. We have been in a relationship for 5 years.” She replied

“Wait . . . So you have been fucking him since you were 15??” L replied with shock

“Heyyyyy, the age of consent is 14 in Italy.” She said with a cute giggle “OK, my turn, Jessica, truth or dare?”

“Hey no judgment here Jess, he clearly has the money to make up for whatever he is lacking . . . You know” she said seductively as she slides her hand over my cock in my shorts. “Ok, Truth,” L said taking a drink

“Have you ever fantasized about anything sexual with someone of your same sex?” Jessica asked innocently

“Yes, I have fantasized about how a pussy would taste after it was freshly fucked.” L said

L looked at me and said “Truth or dare?”

“Dare” I reply confidentiality

“Show her what money can’t buy babe!” she said looking at my cock with lust

Jessica blushed and looked nervous but could not take her eyes off my shorts.

“I will but only if you take your top off L. You know I always get hard seeing your perfect tits,” I say

She quickly removes her top exposing her perfectly round titties and perky nipples. I reach up and grab one of her breasts as I pull my shorts down slowly. L and I watched Jessica’s reaction. Her eyes widened as my cock sprung out of my shorts and stood straight up.

I grabbed the shaft and gave it a few strokes watching her admire my cock.

I pull my shorts back up and see the disappointment on both the girl’s faces.

“OK Jessica, Truth or dare?” I say

“Um, dare.” She said while blushing

Show me how you touch yourself when hubby is not around” I say Knowing that she is getting horny and I didn’t want it to stop.

“Oh fuck, I've never even done that for my husband!” she said

She slowly sat back and brushed her fingertips down her neck and lightly over her cleavage. Her nipples poking through as she gets more and more turned on. I see her fingers slip under her bikini top and flick over her nipple. She then pinched it. Her eyes were watching us as she slowly slid her fingers down her stomach and to her pussy. She lightly rubbed over her bikini bottoms. I see her eyes close as her fingers press a little harder over her clit. She starts rubbing faster as her head goes back.

L was still topless and laying across my chest as she slowly slid her hand under my shorts and started stroking my cock. Jessica opened her eyes and saw that L was jerking me off as we watched her. That made her rub a little faster and a little harder. L reached over and slowly pulled her bathing suit to the side so Jessica’s fingers could have more contact. Jessica tried to protest until her fingers slid over her dripping clit.

She moaned out as she looked at L pulling my erect cock out of my shorts and began stroking it. Her orgasm was so close. A few more seconds and she was shaking as her orgasm ripped through her. Her face flushed as her body shook.

“Oh, that was hot as fuck Jess!” L said

“Wow, I’ve never done that before. Cum in front of anyone but my husband! Or even made myself cum for my husband.” she moaned

“It’s the best orgasm! Cuming for someone who is not your hubby!” L said with a lustful smile on her face.

Jessica composed herself as much as she could and said “Mike, truth of dare?”

“Truth”

“If you had an open relationship with L, who would be the first person you’d want to have sex with?” she asks

I look at her and say “After ehst i just saw, you! I’d want to fuck you!”

She blushed “Even though I’m married??” she asked

“Especially since you are married! You are fucking beautiful, and very eager to learn what real sex is like!” I reply as my hand finds its way over to her thigh.

“Truth of dare? Jessica” I reply

“Truth”

“How do you feel about threesomes? Have you ever had one, and if not, would you ever have one?” I ask.

She was speechless as she watched L start to suck my cock right there in front of her and my hand was sliding over her soft skin.

“I. . . Uhh . . . I never thought about it till now. My husband is not really into things like that. I. . . Uhhh . . . Think that would be really fun and I would definitely. . . Uhhh . . . Want to experience that.” She stammered.

My fingers started sliding up her thigh until they reached the hem of her bikini bottom. My fingers flicked over her wet bathing suit. Her body reacts to my touch as she watches L expertly suck my cock.

“Well, why don’t you join L right now? It's not like hubby is paying any attention to you!” I say as I pull her bathing suit to the side and start rubbing up and down her pussy. She was sitting on her knees with her legs spread wide, giving me perfect access to her married pussy.

She was experiencing so many new things at the same time she struggled to process everything. She slowly started leaning forward as my fingers explored her dripping pussy. Her hand slowly reached out and touched my cock as L let the tip slip out of her mouth. L placed her hand on Jessica’s hand, guiding it up and down my shaft. I felt Jessica’s grip and fingers take over. She started stroking me faster.

L played with my balls with one hand as she placed her other hand on the back of Jessica’s head, pulling it down towards my cock. L started sucking on the base of my cock as she offered the tip of my cock to Jessica.

I felt her tongue flick over the head of my cock and taste my pre-cum. She moaned as she sucked the bead of my cock in her mouth. Milking it of whatever pre-cum was in there. My fingers found her clit and I began to finger her. Her body responded by pressing her hips down, pinning my hand against the mattress. She began grinding her pussy against my fingers. I could tell her orgasm was close. I fingered her faster moaning out “Cum for me Jessica! Give me that orgasm!”

She lifted her mouth off my cock and laid her head down on my thigh as her second orgasm ripped through her. My hand was coated in her cum.

L leaned down and kissed her as her orgasm continued. She had never kissed another girl before, but her orgasm was so good, she did not care. She kissed back and was moaning in L’s mouth as their tongues explored each other.

As Jessica’s orgasm subsided, they continued to make out. L reached up and started to take off Jessica’s bikini top. L’s hands started to explore her naked breasts. Rolling her nipples in her fingers. L crawled over me and moved Jessica to her back. L got on top of Jessica as they made out. Jessica let her hands explore L’s perfect body.

I reached up and untied L’s bikini bottom. Her ass spread as she straddled Jessica’s body. Her dripping pussy spread open. My fingers explored her pussy as I started crawling behind her. I leaned down and started to eat her out. The smell of her sweet pussy was intoxicating. The taste of her cum was so sweet. The way she rotated her hips forward and back to give me full access to her. My tongue was flicking over her clit before it dove into her tight pussy. I would lick up her pussy and eat her ass before I would repeat it. My fingers fucking her pussy and slapping her ass the whole time.

I saw L’s hand slide down to Jessica’s pussy under her bikini bottom. I saw a motion that told me she was finger fucking Jessica right there. I pulled off Jessica’s bathing suit so I could watch between eating L’s pussy and ass.

The sounds these women were making was enough to drive any man wild. They were both lost in fucking each other and making out. L started to grind her pussy against Jessica’s pussy. Their orgasms kept cumming over and over. They were both so horny that just touching their clit would push them over the edge for an orgasm.

I heard L ask Jessica if she wanted to feel what a real man feel like when stretches out her tight married pussy. All I heard was her moaning in reply.

L got off Jessica and laid next to her as I crawled in between her legs. Her naked body was on full display. Her pussy was red and puffy from cumming so many times. Her nipples her hard and her eyes had a look of pure lust. She wanted nothing more than to feel my cock in her.

I slapped her pussy a few times before grinding it against her.

“Fuck Mike! Don’t tease me!” she moaned “I need to be fucked!”

As I lined my cock up with her married pussy, I felt L’s fingers slide around my cock and began rubbing her clit. L bit Jessica’s ear and whispered “He doesn’t have a condom on, hopefully you are on the pill.”

Jessica screamed out as my cock stretched her wider than she has ever been stretched. The thought of a married man fucking his cock in her unprotected pussy sent her over the edge. “Iiiiimmmmmmm ccccccuuuuuummmmmiiiinnnngggggg!!” she moaned as she arched her back.

“Fucking hell you are tight Jessica!” I moan out as I grab her hips and pull her over my cock.

“I know, I’m sorry. Hubby does not have a big cock” she replied humping her hips against me.

“Mike, look how pretty her tight married pussy looks around your cock!” L said

I started to fuck in and out of Jessica. Picking up the pace and depth of my strokes. I pulled L up to me and started making out with her. Pressing her body against me as I fuck Jessica. I grab L’s ass and move her over Jessica’s face. I can see by her reaction that Jessica is tasting L for the first time. I fuck Jessica hard and fast. Watching her breasts bounce and watching L grind on Jessica’s face was making my resistance fade. I needed to cum!

L could see in my face that I was close. She kissed me deep and said “I want to watch as you cum in her married pussy babe! Fuck your cum in her baby!”

I grabbed Jessica’s hips and fucked hard. My orgasm was building. I thrust deeper than I had been. I felt my cock bottom out against her cervix. It was too much. I held my cock there as I shot load after load in her.

“Ohhhhhhhh fffffuuucccckkkkkkkk Jjjjjjjeeeeesssssss!” I scream out.

With Jessica’s tongue in L’s pussy and watching as I cum in another woman, L cums hard. Her body shakes as another orgasm races to every inch of her body.

All of this made Jessica cum with us. Her body being pinned by two people enhanced the pleasure that was shooting through her. All I could hear over L’s orgasm was moaning in L’s pussy.

As we all collapsed on the bed breathing heavily, I saw L get up and crawl between Jessica’s legs. She moaned as she licked Jessica’s pussy. Tasting my cum leaking out of her. L loved the taste and began eating her out. Jessica was so tired she could only grab L’s head and pull her into her pussy. She lusted after the feeling of L’s mouth that was building another orgasm. She had never cum so much in a single month let alone just having sex.

After L ate her through another orgasm, L got up and crawled over to me. She collapsed on my chest. I moved her so she was straddling my waist. My cock was hard again.

“Fuck girl . . . Watching you eat my cum out of her got me harder than before!” I moan in our kiss. My cock teasing L's dripping pussy! I grab her hips and push her back onto my cock. She was so wet and my cock was so wet from Jessica’s orgasms that I slid right into her. She moaned out as I stretched her tight pussy!

“Ohhh fuck yes!” I grunt “I’m so glad your boyfriend has a tiny dick! This pussy is so incredibly tight!!” I say as I fuck up into her. She was weak from all of her orgasms, but she let me take control to start. She moaned out as I fucked her. The building of her orgasm gave her new stamina. She held herself up on my chest and started to match my pace. She started to fuck me harder and faster. I knew she was ready to take over so I gave her control.

 “Ohhh fuck yes baby!! Your pussy is perfect! You are such a good little girl for Daddy!” I tell her as I grab her titties. "Your pussy is the best pussy I have ever fucked!"

“Jessica . . . Take notes. This is how a woman fucks on top! Ohhhhhhh fffffuuuccccckkkkk!!!” I moan out.

Jessica laid next to me and we made out. Her perky titties against my arm. She could not stop watching how perfect L was!! The way her body moved. The was her abs showed as she flexed up and down. The way her breasts bounce. The look on her face as she fucked through another orgasm!

“Baby girl . . . You got to slow down or I’m cumming again!” I moan

L either didn’t hear me or didn’t care. She was close to another orgasm and she was going to get it. I grabbed her hips as I felt my balls tighten. I fucked up into her as my orgasm hit! I pinned her chest to me! Holding my cock as deep as I could get in her. I felt her pussy orgasm on my cock. I could feel it milking me for every drop of cum I could give. She screamed out as her body shook with ecstasy.

As she collapsed on my chest, I felt Jessica get up and move behind her. As I looked over L’s round ass, I saw Jessica’s head moving. I heard L moan out “Yes baby . . . Eat my pussy!”

Jessica needed to taste what my cum tasted like. She licked up every drop that came out of L’s dripping pussy.

We all passed out. I was awakened by my alarm warning me that my wife and kids would be back in an hour. As we got up, we got dressed.

“This was a risky adventure,” Jessica said adjusting her bikini “Hubby and I are trying to have a baby! Probably should have thought about condoms!”

L came over to her and said with an evil smile “ Well think of it this way, if it’s a boy . . . He will be rich and have a huge cock!”

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After a year of COVID Heather and her husband, Brian decided to take the family of two kids to Disneyland. It was a much-needed vacation and the kids were having a time of their life. Her son Robby was having a blast with his older sister Lynn.

Heather and Brian were using every spare moment too try to rekindle some of their sexual fire that was muffled during the lockdown. They found that late at night they could ride the long gondola and if they got a cart on their own they were able to fuck between stops.

Heather was learning that she loves risky sex like this. She loves sex where she knows she could be caught or seen by someone else. Brian loves how much this turns her on and plays into it for her. He would pull her shirt down and press her against the glass as he fucked her from behind when they passed the gondola that was going in the opposite direction. Her nipples pressed against the glass showing herself off to anyone who was in that cart.

Heather was unable to be quiet when she got really turned on. She would try, but the orgasms were so intense when she was being watched or there was that real risk of getting caught that she could not hold it in.

They even fucked in the jacuzzi at the hotel when the kids went up to get their showers. She would pull her bikini to the side and climb into his lap. They would fuck as long as they could before others either walked in or started to notice.

They would fuck in the shower when the kids were watching TV. Brian would fuck her from behind and press her titties into the glass.

She loved how much sex they were having! It had been far to long since they were this intimate, passionate, and spontaneous! She had not let herself be the slut she wanted to be in a long time.

On the last night, the kids had been with them the whole day and the kid’s center was closed down due to a water line breaking. That meant they did not get their normal gondola fuck that night.

To save some money, they got a room that was a double Queen room. Lynn slept on the couch bed and Robby slept in the bed closest to the door. Heather and Brian had the bed next to the window.

As the kids started drifting off to sleep, Heather and Brian started getting horny. Heather noticed that Robby was asleep. She could tell by the way he was breathing. Lynn was passed out and sleeps like a rock. They needed this as they had not had a release today and the pressure was building.

Brian started cuddling Heather and playing with her under the covers. His cock getting hard and pressing into her ass. Heather was wearing a loose pair of shorts that quickly got pulled to the side. She was so horny and needy that she was already soaking her panties.

His cock felt so good! He grabbed her hips in his big hands and thrust his cock in her tight wet pussy. She grabbed the covers and pulled them up to her neck as he started fucking her. She made sure to cover her moans and whimpers as he fucked her. Her breasts bouncing with each fuck.

He needed to change positions and put her on her back. As he climbed on her, she paused. She thought she heard Robby stirring. She heard his deep breathing and was content that he was sleeping.

He mounted her with her legs spread wide. His long deep strokes were strong and powerful. Sending incredible shots of pleasure deep into her pussy. She knew he was close! She wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him as deep as his cock would reach! HIs orgasm was so powerful that he grunted loud as he shot his cum! The feeling of his powerful orgasm forced her own orgasm rip through her. Her body shaking with each shot of his cum inside her. She moaned out in pleasure.

As he pulled out, the feeling of his cum leaking out of her made her horny again. She pushed him to his back and straddled his cock! She started riding his cock. The covers came off as she fucked her cum filled pussy with his cock.

Brian reached up and pulled her shirt off. His strong hands pulling on her nipples that were on full display felt incredible. The light shining into the room exposed her perfectly. She felt her orgasm building. She screamed out as it shot through her body. Making her shake uncontrollably as she braced herself on his chest. His hard cock deep inside her.

As she collapsed on his chest, she felt her husband start fucking up I to her. As she laid there, she thought she noticed Robby’s breathing change. She could not tell if he was still asleep. She thought she heard some movement from his bed.

Before she could do anything, her building orgasm took over her body. She kinda forgot about the fact that Robby might be awake. She leaned back and braced herself on Brian’s legs and started fucking his hard cock! Her naked body on full display in the light coming from the window.

Brian knew what to do. He reached down and started playing with her clit as she was close. Her orgasm was building. She has completely forgotten about her kids in the bed next to them. She let out and long moan that built into a scream as she orgasmed on his cock. He grunted out as he felt her clamp down on his cock, her orgasm flooding her body!

As she collapsed next to her husband and was coming down from her orgasm, reality started setting in. She rolled over and was looking at Robby’s bed. She realized that he might have been woken up by the sounds of them having sex.

She heard her husband was sleeping. Her brain kept going back to Robby. “Had he heard them have sex? Was there enough light in the room? Duh! Did he watch? Did he see her naked? Is he scared for life? Did it excite him to watch them have sex? Did he touch himself as he watched? Did he cum to them fucking?”

She found herself playing with her pussy as she was thinking about that! “Did that turn her on?” She was a little taken back that the idea of her son getting hard watching them was turning her on. That fantasy kept building in her head as she laid there playing with her clit. She felt an orgasm building as she imagined looking over while riding Brian and seeing Robby stroking his cock. Her orgasm hit her as she imagined watching his cock explode and shooting his cum on her. Her orgasm was so powerful that she shook the bed and struggled to hold in her whimpers and moans!

Her orgasm woke up Brian. He rolled over and asked if she needed another round. She kissed him and said “Go back to sleep, I feel amazing!”

She passed out with the thought of her son cumming on her, running through her brain.

The next morning she could not tell if he was avoiding her or if she was just imagining something.

Over the next few days, she could not stop thinking about what happened in the hotel room and what made her cum so hard! It was so taboo and yet it was so captivating. She found herself wearing a little more revealing clothing when it was just her and Robby in the house.

One night, her husband was massaging her feet during a family movie. She asked for him to work out some knots in her legs. She then asked Robby to help her as well. Nothing was exposed as Brian was there, but she definitely enjoyed feeling Robby’s hands on her.

The next day, she was talking with Robby and telling her how much better her legs feel. She told him that he did a great job and that she would definitely ask him to help her again! He acted shy but said he would love to.

The next day was Saturday. Brian had a work meeting that afternoon and Lynn was going to the mall with her friends. The afternoon was just going to be Heather and Robby. She rented a movie and told him they were going to have fun together. Heather was wearing short Jean shorts that showed off her legs and a black cami with a bra that revealed her cleavage.

They sat on the couch eating some popcorn. Heather shifted her body so their feet were against each others on the footrest. She slowly and innocently slid her feet up his legs a little bit. He was wearing basketball shorts so she got to feel his legs.

She moved them all the way to his lap and asked “Robby, can you massage my feet like you did with dad the other day?” His soft but strong young hands slid down to her feet as he started massaging her. At first it didn’t seem like he was really into it. She let a soft little moan escape her lips as his fingers pressed into her arches. She also shifted a little bit as her feet came to a rest right next to his cock.

“What am I doing!?” she thought as she kept moving to get closer to him. “uhhhh this is messed up and I can’t stop thinking about him jacking off watching me!”

His rubbing went from light and awkward to strong and purposeful. She felt him pulling her feet closer while still acting like he was paying attention to the movie. She let the soft moans escape her lips as she settled into how great his hands felt. The best part is she thought she felt his erection growing in his shorts.

“Uhhhh that feels so good Robby” she moaned out “Your hands are so strong!”

“Thanks mom! Your feet are so soft!” he replied

“Well thank you baby! That reminds me, dad got me some massage oil for Christmas. Can you use some of that on me? He has been a little busy.” Heather asked.

“Sure, I guess” he mumbled

Heather jumped up and got the lube. She also removed her bra as just an added part of the excitement. She knew that her nipples would be poking through her cami.

When she came back, she could tell that Robby had been messing with his shorts. She handed him the lube as she laid back down on the couch. She specifically placed her feet over his cock. She felt it twitch almost instantly.

He rubbed a good amount of lube on her feet. She saw an opportunity to continue with her seduction. “Hey baby, take your shirt off. This lube is oil based and I don’t want to be washing oil stains out of your clothes.”

He did what he was told. His strong young body starting to show his muscles. His smooth skin was very different than his father.

Her nipples got hard as she felt his hands slipping over her feet and ankles. She acted like she was watching the movie, but caught Robby checking her out. She moved her foot so it was against his stomach as her other foot was right against his semi-erect cock.

“Baby, do you mind doing my legs? You were amazing last time!” she whispered.

He starts to lube up her legs as his strong young hands move up to her calves and thighs. His hands felt so good and she could tell that he was starting to explore a little bit.

“We should move to my room.” She said getting off of him all of a sudden “We can’t get lube all over the couch. What would your father say? Besides, we stopped watching this a while ago.” Heather stated walking into the master bedroom.

He followed her into the bedroom. “Hey baby, help me get my shorts off? I don’t want them to get all oily and I dont know how to do this by myself with the lube all over my legs.” She stated “Here, you get the back . . . There that was perfect!” she said as they pulled her short Jean shorts off. His face was right next to her round ass. She had on a thin black thong and her black cami.

She climbed on the bed and laid down on her stomach. As Robby was getting on the bed “Robby, take your shorts off. Those are your brand new basketball shorts we got you for Christmas. Let’s not ruin them.”

He awkwardly pulled his shorts off. He was so thankful he had on his black underwear to hide his erection.

He climbed on the bed as started rubbing her legs. Massaging deep into her muscles. She moaned out at how good he made her feel.

As he moved up her legs with his hands, he used more lube and things got more slippery. He tried to keep his legs and cock off of her because he knew his cock was hard. He was embarrassed and yet so turned on.

As he neared her ass, he could not help but brush his fingers against hit. Heather pushed her ass back, “Yes Robby. . . My muscles hurt so much. Please don’t stop. I need my glutes and my lower back massaged!”

She felt his hands trembling as he slides his hands over her ass. To be able to maintain pressure, he had to straddle her thigh. She instantly felt his erection pressing into her thigh through his underwear.

She loved the way he massaged her ass by exploring her. He poured more lube in his hand and started rubbing. “Oh shit, baby . . . This is my new thong. I can’t get it all oily!” she said as she pushed back on her knees and slipped off her thong. He had an amazing view of her ass and a glimpse of her pussy before she laid back down.

He started massaging her ass with his strong hands. He rubbed his hands further and further up her back which forced him to reposition himself around her thighs. That forced his cock right against her ass. She felt his erect cock press into her ass with every move of his body.

Her pussy was dripping wet. The feel of his young cock in her ass turned her on so much. She found she was pushing her ass back into him ever so slightly.

“Oh Robby, take off your underwear. It’s getting so oily!” Heather moaned as she wiggled her ass against him.

“What? Are you sure?” he stammered

“You don’t want to make more work for me right?” she said sitting up and stripping her top off. His eye locking onto her nipples.

She laid down naked as he climbed off the bed and slowly pulled his underwear down. He was so nervous and shy. Heather acted like she was not even paying attention to his erection. As he climbed back on, Heather felt his hard naked cock slip over her thigh. He started on her back again and within a few minutes, he cock was back between her ass cheeks.

His cock was so thick and hard. There was no hiding that beautiful cock. His body could not resist pushing his cock in and out of Heather’s ass crack.

All of a sudden, she heard his breathing change and his cock get extremely hard. He cussed under his breath as he shot his cum all over her ass and in between her ass cheeks. His body took over as he pumped his cock with every rope of cum!

Heather moaned out at the feeling of his young cock cumming for her.

Once his orgasm faded, the shame flooded him. He quickly got off of her and started stammering about how he was so sorry.

She quickly got up and wrapped her arms around him. His back into her breasts.

“No no, no, do not be sorry! What just happened is the most natural thing that will ever happen. It was beautiful and powerful!” she whispered in his ear as she pulled him close to her. Showing him all the love a mother has.

“You’re not mad?” he whispered

“No Robby! In fact, I really enjoyed it!” she whispered back as her hand slid down his chest and to his cock. Her soft strong fingers wrapped around his cock. Expertly stroking and fondling him. She felt his stress fade away.

She gets up and seductively walks around the bed and it standing in front of him, naked. She puts a knee on the bed to the left of him. Her pussy on full display before she puts her other knee to the right of him. She is now straddling him with her pussy just an inch from his cock.

He is in shock as she reaches down and starts stroking his cock, up and down. Her breasts in front of his eyes. She pushes her titties into his face as she whispers into his ear “I know you were watching me fuck your father two weeks ago.”

She felt his cock jump when she told him she knew. “Did you like what you saw?” she moaned as the head of his cock flicked over her pussy. All he could do was nod as he was still in shock. “Did you jack off watching me ride your father’s cock?” she continued. Again all he could do was nod. His body was shaking and his cock was rock hard again.

Heather sucked on his earlobe as she jacked him off “Do you want me to ride you?” she whimpered. The only reply she got was him pushing his hips to get his cock against her pussy.

Heather shifted her hips as Robby grabbed her ass and pulled her onto him. “Oh fuck!” he yelled out at the feeling of her wet tight pussy sliding around his cock.

She pushed him to lay back down as she settled all the way down onto his cock. She moaned out at the feeling of how full he made her! How stretched she felt with his cock in her.

She let her pussy adjust before she started fucking up and down his cock. Moaning and whimpering out with each fuck. His hands on her hips pulling her down onto him. She felt that lust and desire that was building between them! Her pussy was flooding his cock! He felt so incredible fucking her!

She had so much build up sexual tension and has not had a release in several day, she felt she was close to cumming! “Oh Robby . . . Your cock feels soooo good! I’m gonna cum baby!!”

He pushes her to lean back just like that night in Disney. His thumb goes right for her pussy. He was fucking her just like Brian did. The idea that he was doing this drove her over the edge! She started cumming so hard. Her orgasm shot through her whole body. Shaking on his cock.

He grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto his cock “I’m cumming mom!!” he yelled out. She felt his cock explode deep inside her. Flooding her pussy with his hot cum. Her orgasm forcing her to fuck herself on his cock. His cum getting fucked deeper and deeper inside her.

When she collapsed on him, she laid there kissing his chest. His cock still in her pussy. Her orgasm still flooding through her!

“Mom, that was incredible!” he stammered. His cock was still hard as he fucked her through her orgasm.

“Baby, that was one of the best fucks I’ve had in a long time! Not a word about this to anyone!” she stated quivering and out of breath. "What was that!?" She thought to herself. She had not cum that hard in years.

“I promise mom!” he sighed as his cock popped out of her. His cock was still rock hard.

“Now I have to get a shower or your father will know something is up. I’m covered in lube and your cum!” Heather said "Also, I need a shower to cool off. Or I would not let you stop!"

She got up from the master bed and started walking towards the bathroom. As she looked back at the bed, she saw her naked son watching her, stroking his cum covered hard cock. “Oh, to be young,” she thought as she smiled at him before she disappeared in the shower.

No sooner had she started the shower did her phone buzz.

“Hey babe, I’ll be about 30 more minutes here before I head home” the text from Brian read.

“OK, no rush, I need to take care of some things here anyways. I love you!” she replied and got in the shower.

As the water rushed over her, she was surprised when the shower door opened and Robby walked in. He had a look in his eye that made her pussy gush. A look of lust and desire. His cock was rock hard as he grabbed her hips and pushed her against the glass. She moaned out as he fucked his cock up into her cummie pussy.

They did not say a word. She just let him fuck her hard. The power that he fucked her turned her on so much. She moaned with each fuck. She loved feeling him control her and use her. All she could do is lean against the glass and let him fuck her into another orgasm.

She pushed back against him as her orgasm ripped through her body! He locked her hips as he made a few strong deep thrusts and shot another load of cum in her. He held his cock inside her as they both leaned on the glass panting.

“Thanks mom! You are incredible!” she whispered in her ear as his cock slipped out and he left her all alone in the shower. His cum leaking out of her pussy.

“Bzzzzz bzzzzz”

“On my way home!” Brian messaged

Heather could not keep daydreaming about the fuck she just had as the hot water washes over her. The feeling of her son's cum dripping out of her was such an amazing feeling. She snapped back to reality at the sound of her phone. She needed to strip the bed and air out the bedroom. The room smelled like Heather's pussy was just fucked hard and they had not had sex since coming back from vacation.

At dinner, Robby acted as nothing had happened. But every time he looked at her, she saw a flash of that need and lust that was burning in his eyes. Her pussy gushed each time. She needed that again. She would have that again!

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L Part 2

A few weeks passed after fucking L in her bed while her BF was at work. We texted every day and she would send me pics and videos of her sexy body. We would arrange to have some quick fucks in the back of my SUV on lunch break and after work. She was such a great fuck. She loved the fact I was married and that I would fuck her raw. She never let anyone fuck her raw.

One time I picked her up from work and drove to a parking garage nearby. She stripped completely naked, crawled in the back seat, and started finger fucking herself as she called her BF. She told him how horny she was and how badly she needed his dick when he gets off tonight. She started moaning as she touched her clit and fucked her fingers in and out of her. She was talking to M as if he was fucking her. Moaning about how good he feels. Her eyes never leave mine. I crawled into the back seat and got between her thighs. I started biting and sucking my way up her legs as she rubbed her pussy.

As my tongue licked up her slit, she moaned out “Ohhhhh yes M! You are going to make me cuuuuuuuuum!” her hand stopped rubbing her clit and went to the back of my head, pulling me closer to her. My lips sucking her pussy lips and my tongue fucking her pussy. Her body shook as her orgasm flooded her.

“Yesssss cum for me L! I’m the best fuck you will ever have!” I heard him grunt as the phone fell away from her ear. I saw the woman in front of me lost in ecstasy. Her orgasm was building in her. The rush was so intense that she could not breathe. After one minute of her orgasm rushing her body, she finally came back. “Holy fuck . . . Oh god . . . Oh fuck!!!” she moans panting.

I pick up her phone and hand it to her. She forgot M was still on the phone “M?? I’m sorry . . . That was the best orgasm! You better be ready to eat my pussy when you get off! It’s a cummie mess for you babe!” she said in a slutty seductive voice.

Once she hung up, she dove on me. Her naked body humped my waist as we made out. Her cum was all over my face. We pulled my cock out as she slides down on it. “ Ohhhhh fuck!! I can never get used to how huge your cock is Mike!!!!” She screams out as my cock stretched her pussy.

We fucked hard and fast! We both wanted this! We both needed to cum! Her naked body is incredible! Her big titties were in my face as she fucked herself on my cock! “I need your cum Mike!” she whispered in my ear. “you have made me a cum slut!! Cum for me baby! Cum in my cheating pussy!”

It was all too much! I needed this pussy so much! I needed to cum in her so bad! I needed to mark her pussy as mine! I wrapped up on her and pinned her down. My cock buried to her cervix as it started to throb, shooting load after load in her womb! Her orgasm flooded her body once she felt my hot cum flooding her. We both fucked through our orgasm until we collapsed from exhaustion.

After a few minutes, we started getting ready. “I don’t know what I am going to do in a few weeks!” I say softly.

“What do you mean baby?” she replied.

“We are going to the beach in a few weeks. I need this pussy” I say slipping my hand under her skirt and finger fuck her. “ it would be so hot if you happened to be there!”

“Well . . . My BF owes me a holiday. He flaked on the last few chances. I am going to ask him to take me as he is eating my pussy. No way he rejects me when he has not got his dick wet.” She replies with an evil smile.

We both went home to our families. Later that night, I got an email.

“Hey Mike,

Just following up with you about that business trip that we discussed in our meeting this afternoon. If you could send me the details so I can set up the trip for my boss. Also, my boss was very appreciative of the gift you sent him. He loves nothing more than those old-fashioned cream pies. You will have a client for life if you keep sending him things like that.

I am sorry for the late email. I hope you are enjoying your family.

Thank you so much,

“L”

I was shocked to see this email. My wife was sitting right next to me and even glanced at it. I told her we are going to a conference the week after we go to St Martin. She gave me a pouty face as she never liked when I went on business trips.

I sent L the information for the resort we were staying at. She said her cum filled pussy was too much for M to resist. He said she could go anywhere she wanted as long as he got to fuck her. She was not going to miss out on going on a trip. She said it was a good minute and a half and he was done. Said he kept talking about how he was the best she ever had. She just moaned in agreement thinking about how I fuck her pussy harder and longer. How it feels as I flood her over and over. How she is turning into a cum slut. She then started thinking about this holiday she was about to go on.

The trip was approaching quickly. L sent me a text that M would not be coming till the last weekend we were there. She told me she was so excited to be a single slut at a resort.

“Going to see how much dick you can get?” I text back

“Ohhhh someone jealous?” she replied

“No . . . I know I fuck you better than anyone. I know you will come back to me! Besides, someone needs to keep your pussy occupied while I’m with the wife.” I text back.

“Oh, you are so naughty, Mike! I love that you are confident enough to let me fuck someone else!” she replied.

When we arrived at the resort, we got checked in. We got a three-bedroom suite overlooking the ocean. The two kids were in their room and the wife and I were in the master with a hot tub and private walk-out to the pool and ocean. We went out to have some fun in the sun.

Later that afternoon, I glanced up and saw this chick that had a killer body, dark brown hair, and dark eyes. It took a second for me to realize that it was L! She was in a skimpy bikini that showed off everything! She looked over at me and winked. It was so hot seeing my side slut at the resort with me and my wife. She sent me a text.

“What room are you in?”

“1003, what about you?” I replied.

“1004😈😈” she texted back with a evil glint in her eye as she smiled at me.

My heart started racing with adrenaline. This could be the best week of my life or the worst.

We played it cool the first day with my family right there. I did see L flirting with the butler bringing drinks. She was laying it on thick. I would see her glance at me with a lustful gaze. She loved this game.

Later that night, we put the kids down and moved out to the porch. We sat in the swing lounge and sipped on some wine.

We heard some giggling from the room next door. The giggling turned into more sounds of passion. My cock jumped realizing that it was L and the hotel security guard. I heard the sliding door open and they moved out to the hot tub. My wife went and slid our door open so she could listen to this random chick get it on just 20 ft away from us. She started breathing heavily listening to this chick get fucked.

I heard L getting fucked by this stranger. She knew what she was doing. She was moaning for me. I felt my wife slide her hand down to my cock and looked at me when she realized I was hard. She pulled it out and started stroking it to the sound of L getting fucked. She then slipped off her shorts and straddled my cock. I was shocked. She started fucking herself on my cock. Her moans increased. I laid my head back and closed my eyes envisioning L was the one riding me. Her perfect tits bouncing. Hearing L moaning as she was getting railed and hearing my wife fucking to the sound of my slut getting fucked was too much.

I looked at my wife, she knew by how hard I was and the look on my face that I was going to cum. She hopped off and jacked my cock. She leaned in as I was cumming, “Oh that was close babe! We can not make another baby!” I was disappointed as I desperately wanted to cum inside her!

We decided to turn in. We had a big day planned for tomorrow. Going on a full day excursions. We fall asleep to the sounds of L having fun with the staff member. I woke up to a few emails from my boss. There was an emergency at work and I had to get on a conference call. I emailed my boss back and told him that I was on vacation.

He replied “Mandatory conference Zoom meeting at 9 am. The company will pay for your trip because of the inconvenience. Sorry, Mike but this is above me.”

My wife was disappointed but did like that they would pay for this expensive trip. She said she would take the kids on the excursion. After breakfast, I kissed them goodbye and went back to my room. I opened the patio door. I walked out and set up the computer for the video call. Once logged in, the meeting started.

About 10 minutes into the meeting, I heard L’s patio door open. She heard me talking and walked around the corner. She looked at me with such a slutty evil look in her eyes. She mouthed “Where is Wify??”

I moved my head off camera and told her they went on a excursions for the day.

L heard the meeting on my laptop and flashed her robe open exposing her titties to me. She loved that I was getting turned on but could do nothing about it as I was on the conference video chat. She walked over with her perfect breasts on full display, got down on her knees, and crawled under the table.

My boss asked me to talk about an issue the business had and how we can remedy it.

As I started talking, I felt L pull my erect cock out of my lounge pants and start stroking it. She made it impossible to focus as I was talking. I felt her lips and tongue slide over the head of my cock. She sucked my cock deep in her mouth. Her hands playing with my balls. I knew I was close. Her mouth was incredible! Once I was done talking, I muted myself and slid my computer away so i was out of view. I looked down at this perfect slut and grabbed her head and fucked my cock in her mouth and screamed out as I shot my load down her throat.

She pulled off of me with long strings of saliva and cum still connecting her mouth to my cock. There was a look of pure joy on her face. She got up and started walking back to her room. She looked back and said with a seductive look “I reserved a cabana by the pool if you want to join me while your wife is gone. Could be fun! Got to get back to the hotel security guard in my bed!"

About 45 minutes later, I walk out to the pool and see L swimming in the pool with a group of 20-somethings. All fit and sexy. When L saw me, she flashed that gorgeous smile at me as she swam over to me. As she got to the edge of the pool, she lifted herself half out of the pool and stretched up to kiss me. Her perfect body was on full display to everyone else at the pool. She was wearing a black lace bikini that was completely sheer. After kissing her, I sat down with my legs around her. We continued to make out for a few minutes.

The chicks she was with started gathering around and L introduced them to me. They were all on vacation from Europe. One chick wearing a white bathing suit, stood out as she had a wedding ring on. She was a young sexy brunette named Jessica who was 20 years old. Over the next thirty minutes, I found out she was married to a 65-year-old millionaire who paid for her and her friends to come to the resort. She told me he was here, but he was so busy with his business he just stayed in the penthouse.

The other friends got out of the pool to go to brunch, but Jessica was having fun with us and decided to stay with us.

“Hey, do you guys want to go to the penthouse pool and cabana?” Jessica asked as she hopped out of the pool.

L and I looked at each other and smiled. We hopped out and followed Jessica to the penthouse. She scanned in through the door and welcomed us in. The penthouse was an incredible resistance. Top-end luxury.

Jessica walked through the house and found her husband. She kissed him and introduced us as a couple. She then asked what his plans were. He said he had a slammed day and that he was not able to hang out. He kissed her goodbye and said he was going to the conference room for meetings.

Jessica turned around and looked like a giddy little girl as she turned around and led us to the pool.

“Fuck Jessica, why would y’all not be swimming here?” I said looking around the private pool.

Jessica replied, “My friends enjoy flirting and want to pick up some dates.” She then called the butler and ordered several drinks.

After taking a quick dip, we got out and headed to the cabana. It was a huge cabana that was the size of a California king mattress. We all hopped on the bed and started small talking. Eventually, Jessica noticed that L didn’t have a wedding ring on.

“Oh shit L, did you lose the ring in the pool??” Jessica exclaimed

L started giggling “Oh Jess, I am not married! At least not yet.”

Jessica looked confused as she glanced at my wedding ring and then how L was snuggling up to me.

I leaned back on the pillows as L shifted so she was propped up on a pillow and leaned over my chest. She looked at Jessica and explained how we met and how incredibly intense the intimacy and sex was between us. She explained how hot it was that she was dating and how I was married.

Jessica was in shock and I could see her blushing. Her shock turned into a cute smile.

L suggested we play truth or dare.

Jessica jumped to her knees and eagerly clapped “Ohhhh yes yes!!”

“OK, truth or dare?” L asked Jessica

“Ummm, truth.” She replied

“OK, If you could have sex with one person from your past again, who would it be?”  L said

“Well, I’ve only ever had sex with my husband. So I guess him??” she replied sheepishly

“Wait . . . What?? Only one guy?? How long have you been married, you are only 20!” L replied in shock.

“Well, we have been married for 2 years. We have been in a relationship for 5 years.” She replied

“Wait . . . So you have been fucking him since you were 15??” L replied with shock

“Heyyyyy, the age of consent is 14 in Italy.” She said with a cute giggle “OK, my turn, Jessica, truth or dare?”

“Hey no judgment here Jess, he clearly has the money to make up for whatever he is lacking . . . You know” she said seductively as she slides her hand over my cock in my shorts. “Ok, Truth,” L said taking a drink

“Have you ever fantasized about anything sexual with someone of your same sex?” Jessica asked innocently

“Yes, I have fantasized about how a pussy would taste after it was freshly fucked.” L said

L looked at me and said “Truth or dare?”

“Dare” I reply confidentiality

“Show her what money can’t buy babe!” she said looking at my cock with lust

Jessica blushed and looked nervous but could not take her eyes off my shorts.

“I will but only if you take your top off L. You know I always get hard seeing your perfect tits,” I say

She quickly removes her top exposing her perfectly round titties and perky nipples. I reach up and grab one of her breasts as I pull my shorts down slowly. L and I watched Jessica’s reaction. Her eyes widened as my cock sprung out of my shorts and stood straight up.

I grabbed the shaft and gave it a few strokes watching her admire my cock.

I pull my shorts back up and see the disappointment on both the girl’s faces.

“OK Jessica, Truth or dare?” I say

“Um, dare.” She said while blushing

Show me how you touch yourself when hubby is not around” I say Knowing that she is getting horny and I didn’t want it to stop.

“Oh fuck, I've never even done that for my husband!” she said

She slowly sat back and brushed her fingertips down her neck and lightly over her cleavage. Her nipples poking through as she gets more and more turned on. I see her fingers slip under her bikini top and flick over her nipple. She then pinched it. Her eyes were watching us as she slowly slid her fingers down her stomach and to her pussy. She lightly rubbed over her bikini bottoms. I see her eyes close as her fingers press a little harder over her clit. She starts rubbing faster as her head goes back.

L was still topless and laying across my chest as she slowly slid her hand under my shorts and started stroking my cock. Jessica opened her eyes and saw that L was jerking me off as we watched her. That made her rub a little faster and a little harder. L reached over and slowly pulled her bathing suit to the side so Jessica’s fingers could have more contact. Jessica tried to protest until her fingers slid over her dripping clit.

She moaned out as she looked at L pulling my erect cock out of my shorts and began stroking it. Her orgasm was so close. A few more seconds and she was shaking as her orgasm ripped through her. Her face flushed as her body shook.

“Oh, that was hot as fuck Jess!” L said

“Wow, I’ve never done that before. Cum in front of anyone but my husband! Or even made myself cum for my husband.” she moaned

“It’s the best orgasm! Cuming for someone who is not your hubby!” L said with a lustful smile on her face.

Jessica composed herself as much as she could and said “Mike, truth of dare?”

“Truth”

“If you had an open relationship with L, who would be the first person you’d want to have sex with?” she asks

I look at her and say “After ehst i just saw, you! I’d want to fuck you!”

She blushed “Even though I’m married??” she asked

“Especially since you are married! You are fucking beautiful, and very eager to learn what real sex is like!” I reply as my hand finds its way over to her thigh.

“Truth of dare? Jessica” I reply

“Truth”

“How do you feel about threesomes? Have you ever had one, and if not, would you ever have one?” I ask.

She was speechless as she watched L start to suck my cock right there in front of her and my hand was sliding over her soft skin.

“I. . . Uhh . . . I never thought about it till now. My husband is not really into things like that. I. . . Uhhh . . . Think that would be really fun and I would definitely. . . Uhhh . . . Want to experience that.” She stammered.

My fingers started sliding up her thigh until they reached the hem of her bikini bottom. My fingers flicked over her wet bathing suit. Her body reacts to my touch as she watches L expertly suck my cock.

“Well, why don’t you join L right now? It's not like hubby is paying any attention to you!” I say as I pull her bathing suit to the side and start rubbing up and down her pussy. She was sitting on her knees with her legs spread wide, giving me perfect access to her married pussy.

She was experiencing so many new things at the same time she struggled to process everything. She slowly started leaning forward as my fingers explored her dripping pussy. Her hand slowly reached out and touched my cock as L let the tip slip out of her mouth. L placed her hand on Jessica’s hand, guiding it up and down my shaft. I felt Jessica’s grip and fingers take over. She started stroking me faster.

L played with my balls with one hand as she placed her other hand on the back of Jessica’s head, pulling it down towards my cock. L started sucking on the base of my cock as she offered the tip of my cock to Jessica.

I felt her tongue flick over the head of my cock and taste my pre-cum. She moaned as she sucked the bead of my cock in her mouth. Milking it of whatever pre-cum was in there. My fingers found her clit and I began to finger her. Her body responded by pressing her hips down, pinning my hand against the mattress. She began grinding her pussy against my fingers. I could tell her orgasm was close. I fingered her faster moaning out “Cum for me Jessica! Give me that orgasm!”

She lifted her mouth off my cock and laid her head down on my thigh as her second orgasm ripped through her. My hand was coated in her cum.

L leaned down and kissed her as her orgasm continued. She had never kissed another girl before, but her orgasm was so good, she did not care. She kissed back and was moaning in L’s mouth as their tongues explored each other.

As Jessica’s orgasm subsided, they continued to make out. L reached up and started to take off Jessica’s bikini top. L’s hands started to explore her naked breasts. Rolling her nipples in her fingers. L crawled over me and moved Jessica to her back. L got on top of Jessica as they made out. Jessica let her hands explore L’s perfect body.

I reached up and untied L’s bikini bottom. Her ass spread as she straddled Jessica’s body. Her dripping pussy spread open. My fingers explored her pussy as I started crawling behind her. I leaned down and started to eat her out. The smell of her sweet pussy was intoxicating. The taste of her cum was so sweet. The way she rotated her hips forward and back to give me full access to her. My tongue was flicking over her clit before it dove into her tight pussy. I would lick up her pussy and eat her ass before I would repeat it. My fingers fucking her pussy and slapping her ass the whole time.

I saw L’s hand slide down to Jessica’s pussy under her bikini bottom. I saw a motion that told me she was finger fucking Jessica right there. I pulled off Jessica’s bathing suit so I could watch between eating L’s pussy and ass.

The sounds these women were making was enough to drive any man wild. They were both lost in fucking each other and making out. L started to grind her pussy against Jessica’s pussy. Their orgasms kept cumming over and over. They were both so horny that just touching their clit would push them over the edge for an orgasm.

I heard L ask Jessica if she wanted to feel what a real man feel like when stretches out her tight married pussy. All I heard was her moaning in reply.

L got off Jessica and laid next to her as I crawled in between her legs. Her naked body was on full display. Her pussy was red and puffy from cumming so many times. Her nipples her hard and her eyes had a look of pure lust. She wanted nothing more than to feel my cock in her.

I slapped her pussy a few times before grinding it against her.

“Fuck Mike! Don’t tease me!” she moaned “I need to be fucked!”

As I lined my cock up with her married pussy, I felt L’s fingers slide around my cock and began rubbing her clit. L bit Jessica’s ear and whispered “He doesn’t have a condom on, hopefully you are on the pill.”

Jessica screamed out as my cock stretched her wider than she has ever been stretched. The thought of a married man fucking his cock in her unprotected pussy sent her over the edge. “Iiiiimmmmmmm ccccccuuuuuummmmmiiiinnnngggggg!!” she moaned as she arched her back.

“Fucking hell you are tight Jessica!” I moan out as I grab her hips and pull her over my cock.

“I know, I’m sorry. Hubby does not have a big cock” she replied humping her hips against me.

“Mike, look how pretty her tight married pussy looks around your cock!” L said

I started to fuck in and out of Jessica. Picking up the pace and depth of my strokes. I pulled L up to me and started making out with her. Pressing her body against me as I fuck Jessica. I grab L’s ass and move her over Jessica’s face. I can see by her reaction that Jessica is tasting L for the first time. I fuck Jessica hard and fast. Watching her breasts bounce and watching L grind on Jessica’s face was making my resistance fade. I needed to cum!

L could see in my face that I was close. She kissed me deep and said “I want to watch as you cum in her married pussy babe! Fuck your cum in her baby!”

I grabbed Jessica’s hips and fucked hard. My orgasm was building. I thrust deeper than I had been. I felt my cock bottom out against her cervix. It was too much. I held my cock there as I shot load after load in her.

“Ohhhhhhhh fffffuuucccckkkkkkkk Jjjjjjjeeeeesssssss!” I scream out.

With Jessica’s tongue in L’s pussy and watching as I cum in another woman, L cums hard. Her body shakes as another orgasm races to every inch of her body.

All of this made Jessica cum with us. Her body being pinned by two people enhanced the pleasure that was shooting through her. All I could hear over L’s orgasm was moaning in L’s pussy.

As we all collapsed on the bed breathing heavily, I saw L get up and crawl between Jessica’s legs. She moaned as she licked Jessica’s pussy. Tasting my cum leaking out of her. L loved the taste and began eating her out. Jessica was so tired she could only grab L’s head and pull her into her pussy. She lusted after the feeling of L’s mouth that was building another orgasm. She had never cum so much in a single month let alone just having sex.

After L ate her through another orgasm, L got up and crawled over to me. She collapsed on my chest. I moved her so she was straddling my waist. My cock was hard again.

“Fuck girl . . . Watching you eat my cum out of her got me harder than before!” I moan in our kiss. My cock teasing L's dripping pussy! I grab her hips and push her back onto my cock. She was so wet and my cock was so wet from Jessica’s orgasms that I slid right into her. She moaned out as I stretched her tight pussy!

“Ohhh fuck yes!” I grunt “I’m so glad your boyfriend has a tiny dick! This pussy is so incredibly tight!!” I say as I fuck up into her. She was weak from all of her orgasms, but she let me take control to start. She moaned out as I fucked her. The building of her orgasm gave her new stamina. She held herself up on my chest and started to match my pace. She started to fuck me harder and faster. I knew she was ready to take over so I gave her control.

 “Ohhh fuck yes baby!! Your pussy is perfect! You are such a good little girl for Daddy!” I tell her as I grab her titties. "Your pussy is the best pussy I have ever fucked!"

“Jessica . . . Take notes. This is how a woman fucks on top! Ohhhhhhh fffffuuuccccckkkkk!!!” I moan out.

Jessica laid next to me and we made out. Her perky titties against my arm. She could not stop watching how perfect L was!! The way her body moved. The was her abs showed as she flexed up and down. The way her breasts bounce. The look on her face as she fucked through another orgasm!

“Baby girl . . . You got to slow down or I’m cumming again!” I moan

L either didn’t hear me or didn’t care. She was close to another orgasm and she was going to get it. I grabbed her hips as I felt my balls tighten. I fucked up into her as my orgasm hit! I pinned her chest to me! Holding my cock as deep as I could get in her. I felt her pussy orgasm on my cock. I could feel it milking me for every drop of cum I could give. She screamed out as her body shook with ecstasy.

As she collapsed on my chest, I felt Jessica get up and move behind her. As I looked over L’s round ass, I saw Jessica’s head moving. I heard L moan out “Yes baby . . . Eat my pussy!”

Jessica needed to taste what my cum tasted like. She licked up every drop that came out of L’s dripping pussy.

We all passed out. I was awakened by my alarm warning me that my wife and kids would be back in an hour. As we got up, we got dressed.

“This was a risky adventure,” Jessica said adjusting her bikini “Hubby and I are trying to have a baby! Probably should have thought about condoms!”

L came over to her and said with an evil smile “ Well think of it this way, if it’s a boy . . . He will be rich and have a huge cock!”

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While on summer break, I decided to make a trip to Florida to visit family. I spent the first week with my parents and then the second week, I went to visit my cousin, Kelly. We don’t really talk often as we used to growing up as she is married now and I am busy in collage. This was the first time we had seen each other for a couple years, so I was really looking forward to this visit.

She is an incredibly gorgeous woman. He has blond hair and dark eyes. She also has tattoos that she loves to show off at the pool. She was always a very open and sensual woman. My mom never liked me hanging out with her growing up. She thought she would be a bad influence on me.

They have a pool in the backyard. So naturally we spent every day in the pool relaxing and enjoying catching up. She always wore very revealing bathing suits. He husband, Jeff seemed to love how slutty she dressed. I figured it was for him, until Wednesday when Jeff said he had to go out of state till Friday for work.

That was when I found out that she was not dressing like that for him. When we went out to the pool Wednesday, I saw Kelly walk out in an incredible black halter-top lace bikini that hid nothing. Her body was incredible and she made my cock hard just walking towards me holding a bottle of rum. I was very glad I was already in the pool and that it was hiding my erection.

Her body was toned and yet had very soft curves that bounced and moved with her body. Her hair blew in the wind as she walked. My eyes struggled to move from her tits as they bounced. Her nipples poked right through her bathing suit.

She giggled as she entered the pool “If I didn’t know better, I would think that you had never seen titties before!”

“Damn . . . was I staring that bad??” I thought to myself “Oh uh yeah it's been a while.” That is all I could reply.

“Well, hopefully that will change soon Mike.” She replied as she pour two glasses of rum.

After several drinks and a lot of flirting and laughing, I went to go get another bottle. When I came back, Kelly was propped up on the edge of the pool watching me walk towards her. I did not notice that her top was not tied around her neck anymore.

As I slipped into the pool, I handed her a drink. I was shocked when Kelly turned around and her breasts were on full display. She had stripped her top when I went inside.

When I recovered, I was stunned to see her admittedly gorgeous figure and full DD cupped, round breasts naked just a couple of feet away from me.

“Ugh, did you lose something?” I said breathless, not knowing where to look.

“Oh, you mean to cover these?” She said, grabbing her full breasts and squeezing and pulling on her hardened nipples and moving closer to me until we were inches apart.

“I figured since you haven’t seen tits in a while, I might as well not let you wait even longer. Why don’t you give them a feel? If you haven’t seen them, then I know you haven’t touched any in a while!” She said, her voice dripping with seduction.

I was completely taken aback and my body was running on autopilot. My cock jumped to life as my hand reached up and cupped her huge breasts. I put my glass down and grabbed her other breast in my left hand. I instinctively pinched both nipples between my thumb and the palm of my hand as I squeezed her breasts.

I could not understate how conflicted I felt, now feeling up both her titties, but what happened next completely blew me away. Now holding both of my cousin’s tits, she moved closer to me pushing herself against my hands. I felt her hips move against my erection. She moaned out as I moved my hands and her hard nipples pressed against my chest.

I was looking down at my sexy cousin who was pressing her naked breasts against my chest. Her dark eyes looked at me with lust. She loved what she was doing to me. She lifted on her tippy toes and kissed me on the lips. Just a tiny peck, like she was trying to see how I would react – which was again, stunned – then, after a second or two of reading each other, she gave me a full-on open-mouth kiss.

My arm instinctively wrapped around her, pulling her into me. I felt my erection press into her flat stomach. She moaned into our kiss as she slid her hand down my stomach and grabbed my hard cock.

“Fuck, where did you get such a huge cock Mike?” she moaned. I felt her fingertips slide under my waistband. Her fingers found my cock standing straight out. Her hand wrapped around it. “Fucking hell Mike, your cock is so thick. You didn’t get this from Mom’s side of the family.” I was so turned on I did not catch what she had said or how she would know that.

She leaned in and whispered the three words I never would have thought I’d hear her say in a million years. “Fuck me, Mike.”

“Kelly, what the fuck!? Are you serious? Wha-what about?” I asked, my eyes flicking toward her wedding ring.

“Jeff is on the road, remember?” She replied, her hands now untying my swimming trunks.

“I-I mean, we-we’re related, like we can’t fuck” I say nervously

“Does it look like I care?” She said, pulling herself out of the water so that her entire body rubbed against me as she did so. She sat on the edge of the pool and spread her legs around me. Inviting me to enjoy her married pussy. I felt her pull me in with her legs. The smell of her lust as she slid her wet pussy against my face was enough to overrule my brain. I reached up and grabbed the edge of her bikini.

“Fuck this is wrong” I mumbled to myself just before pulling her bikini to the side, exposing her shaved pussy.

The sight of her sexy round naked ass and wet cunt made my cock twitch as I took a long, exploring taste of her delicious pussy. Pausing briefly to grab the back of her thighs and pushing her legs back before thoroughly eating her out.

She did not care if the neighbors were watching. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her dripping pussy. She orgasmed in just a few seconds. Her body shook as she screamed out for the whole neighborhood to hear.

“Oh FFFUUUCCCKKKKK MMMMIIIKKKEEEEE!” She screamed “I need you to fuck me! I need a cock in my pussy right now! Mike! Please fuck me” she moaned between waves of orgasm.

She slid into the pool with her legs still wrapped around me. She began making out with me as she pulled my cock out for the first time. She lined it up with her married pussy and pushed it down onto me.

“OHHHHHHH FFFFUUUCCCKKKKK KKKEEELLLYYYY!” I moan.

The feeling of my cousin’s pussy around my cock was unlike any other woman I’ve ever been with. Her pussy was so tight, I struggled to get my thick cock in her. I knew this was about to be the best sex of my life.

“Fuck” I grunted slowly pushing in her “Kelly you are tight as fuck! Your pussy is the best pussy I've ever fucked!”

She moaned pushing her pussy back on me “Oh Mike, I'm glad your cock is thick! Hubby’s dick is small! I need my pussy stretched!”

Much to my surprise (again), my cousin didn’t hold back and began riding me hard and fast. Her lifetime of being a gifted athlete evident as she slid up and down my cock with ease and a crazed pace. Within a matter of minutes, I felt her body stiffen as the first moans of orgasm raced through her.

“YYYEESSSSSS MMMIIIKKKEEEEE” she screamed as her orgasm hit her. She felt my cock stiffen and knew I was about to cum. She quickened her pace and wrapped me tight. “If I am going to cheat on my husband, I am going to get my pussy filled!” she moaned as she bit my ear. “Cum in me Mike!”

I could not hold back. I began thrusting up into her and pressing her against the side of the pool as my orgasm flooded her pussy. “YYYESSSSSS fill me up Mike!!!!” she screamed as she orgasmed feeling my hot cum flood her cheating pussy.

Once we both caught our breath, my cousin and I collapsed against the pool wall and waited for our bodies to work again. Still in shock and disbelief that I had just fucked and filled my sexy-as-hell cousin, I eventually got out of the pool and started to make my way back inside the house, needing some privacy to collect my thoughts and wrap my head around what had just happened.

I decided to take a shower, to try and cool off. I needed to process what just happened. The closest bathroom was my cousin’s. Her shower is one of those showers with a built in bench at one end. I had only been in the shower a minute or two when I heard the latch on her bathroom door open and close. I honestly didn’t think too much of it, because hey, I was in her bedroom shower. That being said, after a minute or two, I could hear the sound of soft whimpers.

Her soft whimpers quickly grew Into full-blown moans. The sound of my cousin masturbating, instantly turned my cock to stone again. I could hear her moaning and talking to someone. I wiped the steam from the glass and saw my cousin naked, sitting on the edge of the tub rubbing her clit. Her eyes locked with mine as she spread her legs wide giving me a full view.

“Jeff . . . Baby. I’m horny as fuck! When are you bringing that big cock home to fuck your needy wife!” she seductively moaned. “Yes, baby . . . I’m gonna cum for you!” she moaned as she orgasmed on her fingers.

She stood up and opened the glass door to the massive shower and stepped in.

She put the phone on mute and said “Not a damn word.” She immediately dropped to her knees in front of me.

She took the phone off mute and began moaning on my cock “Jeff, I need you to fuck that cock down my throat!” she said sucking my entire cock down her throat.

I heard Jeff reply “Babe, what is that sound? Why does it sound like you are sucking a cock!?”

“Oh, baby . . . I’m just sucking my dildo pretending it's you. I need you baby!!” she whimpered "Baby, pull that monster cock out and stroking it for me! Oh that's hot baby!" She continued.

He must have been satisfied with that answer as I heard Jeff get lost in the fantasy again. I heard him telling her that she is his good slut and how she has never sucked a bigger cock than his.

The way her tongue flicked side-to-side as she gagged on my entire eight inches felt amazing. Slow and measured at first, but quickly increased to a pornstar pace. Sucking me off harder than any woman has ever sucked my cock before or since. I erupted a huge load down her throat, my cousin gagging as she tried to swallow and breathe at the same time.

“Sit down” my cousin ordered, pushing me back towards the bench.

I sat down and saw her bend over and line my cock up with her needy married pussy. “Oh Jeff . . . your cock is so big. I don’t think I will be able to take it!” she moaned as she stretched herself over my cock.

I grabbed her toned round ass and began fucking up into her as she roleplayed with her husband. She began fucking me like I was her dildo. Sliding her ass up to my tip before slamming down to my hilt. Screaming as she reached her first orgasm within minutes of sitting down.

“Yes, Jeff!! Fuck me! Fuck my needy little pussy!” she screamed into the phone.

Horny as fuck and close to the edge myself, I pushed her off so I could turn off the water that was getting cold. The separation meant I was also able to reposition us – mainly her – into a better position. I grabbed her hips and pushed her against the glass wall. Her breasts were against the glass. I fucked my cock up into her from behind.

"Yessssss Jeeefffff, fuck me from behind! Oh, I'm such a naughty slut for you taking it from behind!" She moaned in the phone.

I heard Jeff reply "Oh Kelly, I'm gonna cum . . . Ehhhhhhhh".

"Was that good baby??" She moaned as I continued to fuck her. "Hurry home baby! I love you so much!" She said as she hung up the phone.

She looked over her shoulder with an evil lustful smile. She pushed back on me as she set her phone down.

I pull out of her and smack her ass as I open the door and push her down on the carpet on the bathroom floor. She was laying on the floor, face down. I playfully slap and grope her ass, shifting her hips up so her pussy was exposed. I spread her ass, exposing her perfect asshole. I dive my face in and eat her pussy and lick her asshole. She moaned out as Jeff would never do that.

I push my cock deep inside her pussy. I mounted my cousin like an animal mounts a female in heat! I was going to give her a fucking she would not forget.

The fact that she was getting off, cucking her clueless husband made it even hotter. I didn’t hold back one bit. Fucking her with long, hard, fast thrusts in the prone position. My hands switched between holding her amazing hips and ass cheeks and pulling her long dark hair.

“OOOOOOOOOH FUUUUCK MY G-SPOOOOOOOOT UHHHHHHHH-FUUUUUH-YESSSSSSS. CCCUUUMMMM IIIINNNN MMMYYYY PPPUSSSSSYYYYY” my cousin screamed, her cunt squirting as she came.

This was too much for me! I thrust my cock deep into her unprotected married pussy and flooded her with my cum! Fucking with each burst! I held my cock in her to prevent my cum from leaking out. She looked like a slut in heat with her ass offered up to me and my cock holding my cum in her married pussy.

“I’ve never been fucked like that before.” Kelly admitted softly, her voice husky and barely audible from orgasm.

“I’ve never fucked anyone like that. Especially my married cousin!” I say as I pull my cock out.

“Jeff doesn’t get home till Friday. You have until then to fuck your baby in my pussy!” she said rolling over on her back and seductively pulling at her nipples.

We fucked every time my cock got hard for the next two days. Her pussy was dripping with my cum. After our last fuck in her master bedroom, I asked her about the comment she made about how I did not get my cock from our mother's side of the family.

She seductively smiled and said walking into the shower “Why do you think our moms never wanted us to hang out growing up? That dick did not come from Grandpa.”

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