This Piggy has been set free from his mistress

I wish you all well. The world is a changing.

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Erica shifted nervously from side to side. Her pretty brown eyes were bloodshot and her cheeks were flushed. She wasn’t sure what she was doing at a rap music festival. She hated rap music but she'd agreed to go with her drug dealer as his date. Her husband was traveling for business and she had no plans. Plus, unbeknownst to Erica's husband, she had been fucking her drug dealer for free pot. He wasn't an attractive man. He was overweight with an ugly face but he was well hung and he was actually a fantastic fuck. He had made Erica cum more in a few months than her husband had in years. “Yo Baby Girl,” Carl said as he smacked her soft round ass. “Go get us some beers.” He tossed her some cash and pushed her toward the concession pavilion. Erica moved slowly. She had never been someplace where she was such a minority and it was rather eye opening to be around so many black men. She had found herself checking them out a lot since Carl and his friends had busted her BBC cherry. She'd felt bad at first. She had never considered herself a cheat but she had never realized how good sex could be. She stood in line for beer, sandwiched between two big, muscular black men. The musky scent of their bodies made her nostrils flare and her pussy began to seep. Carl had been running late and he’d had her blow him before they’d left for the show and he hadn’t taken care of the insatiable fire in her loins. “Oh my God,” she gasped quietly. She could feel the man behind her grinding against her ass. She craned her neck and smiled at him, letting him know that she liked what he was doing. Her ads wiggled from side to side and she felt his dick grow hard. Erica felt her pulse quicken and she pushed her ass against his hard dick. It had been several days since she had gotten laid and in the past few months the only man she had fucked was Carl. It was almost like she was his girlfriend but truth be told she really wanted variety. Her aversion to cheating had ended and in the months since she felt free to fuck whomever she wanted. Her husband didn't seem to miss the sex, though she had caught him jerking his modest dick a few times. The man grabbed her hips and bumped his crotch against her ass. He felt big and she wondered if there was someplace they could go to scratch her insistent itch. She paid for the beers and then paused as the man beside her finished his transaction. “I’m Erica,” she giggled as she batted her long eyelashes. It was a tactic she'd perfected over years of waitressing and she smiled up at him. He was a good looking guy. He was tall with a very dark complexion and he had a fit, athletic body. “Trent,” he replied in a velvety smooth, deep, dark voice. It sent a shiver down Erica's spine and she smiled brightly. “So Trent,” she sighed nervously, “are you here with your girlfriend?” “Naw, I’m here with my boys. My girl is home, you wanna fuck?” He asked brazenly. She was still getting used to how forward and confident black men were and it took her by surprise. She had grown up with white guys and they were usually timid and unsure of themselves. She'd found it endearing but brazen confidence was irresistibly sexy and she nodded. “Where?” “Follow me,” Trent said as he lead her behind the restrooms of the outdoor amphitheater. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his big, coal black dick. Erica instinctively dropped to her knees and started to suck. He had a fat dick that barely fit in her mouth. Unlike Carl, Trent's cock tasted delicious and she slurped noisily on it until her jaw grew tired and started to ache. Trent bent Erica forward and pushed down her short daisy Duke shorts. He loved the way slutty southern white girls dressed and he rubbed the tip of his dick across her swollen pink labia. “You’re wet Baby,” he grunted as he eased it deep. He was cautious whenever he fucked a girl for the first time. A lot of white girls couldn't take him at first but Erica was a nasty ho and her cunt swallowed him whole. His hips thrust and the head of his big dick pounded her cervix. She panted and moaned. Her ass pushed back to meet him and she twisted her long, sensitive nipples. The familiar knot in her belly tightened and her legs started to quiver and quake. An intense climax washed over her and she cried out in ecstasy. She felt his thrusts grow wild and erratic and his cock became bigger and harder as his potent seed pumped from his balls. He erupted violently and he filled her fertile womb as he continued to thrust. Trent's spent dick slipped from her sloppy, well fucked hole and he tucked it into his pants as Erica hastily straightened her shorts. They slipped, mostly unnoticed, from behind the building and Trent followed her to her lawn seats. “Bitch, what took you so long?” Carl Barker angrily. He could be an asshole and his eyes narrowed when he saw Trent. “I brought you a customer,” Erica smiled, diffusing the situation and Carl nodded.

My plane touched down and I quickly switched my phone out of airplane mode. It vibrated several times and showed a half dozen unread text messages. I scrolled through my messages and read the important ones as the plane taxied to the gate. I was in Los Angeles for work but I was supposed to meet Brad and Beth later that evening for a few drinks. I’d never met either of them in person but I’d been corresponding with Brad for a few months through Tumblr and I’d written a few stories staring Beth. They were a married couple ten years my junior. Brad fantasized about his wife having sex with other men and she had recently begun to have similar hotwife fantasies. Brad had sent me numerous pictures of his hot wife and he’d told me that she was interested in fucking me but she and I had never spoken or text messaged directly. She was a thin yet curvy woman with big natural breasts and a short, compact body. She had long auburn hair and a smooth shaved pussy. I found her very sexy and I was anxious to see if we had good chemistry. I knew a bit about their history and their sexual proclivities. Beth had not yet had sex with another man during their marriage but she did like the idea. She wasn’t a professed size queen, per se, but she had told Brad that her high school boyfriend had a big dick and sometimes she missed that stretched and stuffed feeling. My dick wasn’t huge but it was above average in length and girth. Beth was sexually submissive and she enjoyed rough sex. Brad also leaned towards the submissive end of the spectrum and I had plans to incorporate him into the action if everything worked out as I hoped. Despite my vivid imagination my experiences with group sex were pretty limited. I was recently divorced from my wife of twenty years. She had been pretty vanilla but I’d had a year long affair with a very open minded woman ten years prior and she had opened my eyes to many things. I’d dabbled in the BDSM lifestyle and I enjoyed dominating women. I identified as switch but I’d been with enough submissive women since my divorce that I was well versed in the dominant role. I was looking forward to getting Beth naked and putting her through her paces. I was hoping to push them both to their preconceived limits. I met Brad and Beth at the restaurant inside of my hotel. They were an attractive couple in their late 30s. She had a cute face with pretty brown eyes and a warm, inviting smile. He had a pleasant, unassuming face and a thick but reasonably athletic body. I walked over to them and gave Beth a hug. Her warm body felt soft, feminine and sexy and my pulse quickened. I gave Brad a quick man hug and a pat on the back and we moved away from the bar to a quiet table in the back of the room. Beth and I made eye contact several times and I could sense there was chemistry between us. She looked nervous and she subtly squirmed in her seat as we chatted. After an hour and a few drinks the conversation turned to sex. I could tell that Beth was like a caged animal. On the surface she appeared shy and reserved but underneath she was a wild sexual being. I moved my chair beside her and touched her arm. I looked into her pretty eyes and lightly ran my finger up her arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake. She smiled demurely and I glanced furtively at her luscious cleavage. Being a bit of a breast man I was quite enamored with her body and my cock began to swell. The fresh aroma of her perfume engulfed me and I breathed deep drawing it into my lungs as I looked back into her pretty eyes. My heart was pounding and my dick had started to swell in my pants. “Brad wants to watch us together,” I said softly. I rested my hand on hers and resisted the urge to kiss her soft, supple lips. “Yeah,” she giggled nervously. I could tell the idea excited her but she was understandably worried out the possible fallout. “Do you want that too?” I asked in a hushed tone. I waited and held her gaze as I gauged her body language. She shifted and looked at Brad for a moment. “Yes,” she replied in a whisper. Her pretty eyes fluttered and I moved my hand under the table to her bare thigh. She wore a short dress and Brad had insisted that she not wear panties. She inhaled sharply at my brazen act and my hand slid between her silky thighs. I felt the warmth coming from her ravenous sex and my fingers curled over her mons pubis. Her hard clit touched the palm of my hand and two fingers slid between the slick folds of her pussy. Beth squeaked and looked at me with wide hungry eyes. Her busty chest heaved with excitement and her nipples strained against her top. “Oh fuck,” she gasped. I wasn’t sure if she’d ever been felt up in public but I was certain that she liked it. Her legs began to tremble and she closed her eyes. Her hands grasped at my wrist and her entire body quivered as she came. “We should go,” I said firmly. I discretely ran my wet finger across her full lips, letting her taste her juices, and then I rose to my feet. My cock was heavy and plump and I adjusted it down the leg of my pants. I took Beth’s hand and we walked to the elevator with Brad following behind like an excited puppy. I stood stoic and still until the elevator doors closed and then I turned to face Beth. Her pretty face was flushed crimson and her eyes were wide and eager. I stepped forward and placed my hands on her soft hips. My heart was racing and my dick throbbed in the leg of my pants. Beth stepped forward and put her hands on my muscular arms. She smiled playfully and her pelvis brushed against my hard dick. I knew that she and Brad had often talked about her having sex with other men but they hadn’t taken the final step and made their fantasy a reality. I slid my hands up her sides, touching her bare flesh and lifting her shirt up to her bra. My lips brushed against hers and we kissed tenderly. Her lips were soft and warm and my cock twitched between us. I could feel the heat of Brad’s stare and I deftly unhooked Beth’s bra. She shifted nervously and my tongue slid past her lips. It grazed her teeth and slithered against hers as I cupped her firm ass. The elevator chin announced our arrival and we both straightened ourselves as best we could. The doors opened and we stepped out into the empty hallway with Brad in tow. Beth breathed deep and heavy while she waited for me to open the door. Her hand moved around my waist and she brazenly touched my erect cock through my pants. Brad had told me that she was very submissive and that she was shy and reserved in public but she sometimes got wild when she drank. She had occasionally flashed her breasts to strangers on her more wild nights and before I opened the door I lifted her shirt and bra over her head, baring her fantastic tits to my hungry eyes. I handed Brad her clothes and pinned her against the wall next to the cracked door. We kissed deeply and my tongue plunged aggressively into her warm mouth. Her body ground against mine and her hands slid under my shirt and caressed my back. “Go inside and strip down to your underwear,” I said sternly to Brad. His eyes widened and he nodded. He had expected to be a spectator while his wife and I fucked but I had other plans. Like his wife Brad was sexually submissive and I wanted to take control of them both. I wanted to push their boundaries and give them a night they’d never forget. Brad stepped inside my hotel room leaving me alone with his half naked wife. “If I told you to suck me right here would you do it?” I asked with a wry grin. “Yes,” she replied in a breathy whisper. Her breasts, like her face, were flushed and her nipples were taut and ready. “On your knees,” I ordered as I pushed lightly on her shoulders. Her knees buckled and she dropped to the floor. Her hands quickly fumbled with my zipper and she pulled out my rigid manhood. Her mouth opened and she wrapped her supple lips around my turgid shaft. Beth sucked quietly and stroked my shaft. Her head bobbed briskly and my dick filled her throat. “Play with yourself,” I ordered. I grabbed her head and held it firmly. My hips jogged fore and aft and she gagged and choked each time it went deep. Her fingers glided over her slippery hard clit and her breathing labored. She started to squirm and a quick orgasm washed over her. I helped her off my dick and back to her feet. My cock glistened with her saliva and I guided her into the room. Brad’s eyes were wide like saucers when we entered. He looked at Beth’s wet eyes and my hard dick and he smiled. I pushed her skirt down her luscious hips leaving her naked except her high heals and then lifted my shirt over my head. I lowered my pants and underwear, kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my clothes. Beth followed me to the bed and I sat down. I turned her away from me, so she was looking at her husband and then pulled her down onto my lap. My cock slid effortlessly into her frothy hole and a deep guttural moan rose from her chest. “Oh God,” Beth gasped as she took the length of my cock inside her. I was longer and thicker than Brad and she moaned as she started to ride me at a brisk trot. My hands cupped her big breasts, feeling their substantial weight, and I rolled her sensitive nipples between my thumbs and forefinger making her groan loudly. “Brad,” I barked loudly. He looked at me like a frightened child and I beckoned him closer. He walked forward in a daze and then stopped before us. The squishy sounds of my cock plunging into his wife’s pussy left no doubt that she was exceptionally wet and the delicious aroma of her arousal hung heavy in the air. “Lick your wife’s pussy,” I ordered. I knew at that angle he could do so without touching me but he'd be so close that the visual would be powerful. Brad knelt between Beth’s splayed thighs and looked up at her. Their sex life had been fantastic in recent weeks and he felt like the luckiest man alive. His tongue flicked over her clit and she inhaled sharply. Her neck craned back and I kissed her as her husband worked her clit like a virtuoso. Her breathing labored and she began to babble incoherently as another climax shook her unsated body. I ordered Brad back to the corner and told him to take off his underwear. His cock jutted lewdly from his body and he looked pleadingly into my eyes. “Stroke yourself, but do NOT cum,” I commanded loudly. I guided Beth onto the bed and positioned her on all fours facing her husband. Beth watched Brad jerk his cock and I entered her from behind. The head of my cock touched bottom and her face contorted each time it did. I slapped her round ass and Beth yelped. I drooled spit onto her asshole and pushed my thumb inside her as I thrust my cock hard and fast. Her body rocked back to meet my invading manhood and the sound of slapping flesh filled the air. Her soft mews and urgent pleas slipped from her lips and another orgasm rolled over her. I pulled out and ordered Beth to suck her juices from my cock. She obediently obeyed and then I laid her on her back and put her ankles on my shoulders. I thrust hard and fast and the bed slapped against the wall. I looked into her pretty eyes and smiled. “I’m gonna cum,” I warned as I rammed hard and deep. My body slammed against hers and I sped past the point of no return. My balls tightened and I groaned deep and low as ribbons of hot cum pumped into her fertile womb. Her smiling eyes glimmered and she bucked against me. Her fingers found her hard clit and she rubbed it furiously until she had another climax with my cock deep inside her. “Brad, clean this mess,” I demanded as I rolled off his wife. My cum oozed from her gaping hole and he dutifully slurped it into his submissive mouth. “If you get her off quickly you may fuck your wife. If not you must jerk off onto her tits and then clean the mess with your mouth,” I said sadistically. He lapped hungrily at her tired pussy but she was spent and he failed the challenge. He knelt astride his wife and flogged his hard dick. He tensed and groaned as he erupted and streams of white goo painted her perfect tits. When he finished he begrudgingly slurped his seed into his mouth and swallowed it down like a good cock. “I reached out to a few friends,” I told them as we laid in bed with Beth between us. “If your game I’ll make a call and Beth can have her first gang bang.”

I collapsed on to of her, proving my weight with my arms, and we kissed tenderly. My dick softened and slipped from her embrace and only then did I roll off of her. Our chests heaved from the ferocity of our orgasms and we lay silent and still for several moments. Her hand sought mine and our fingers instinctively laced together. My heart thumped and I sighed, content and happy with what life had brought me.

Jamie gasped for air and copious amounts of viscous saliva coated her pretty face. She looked at me and smiled. I could see the love in her eyes as she silently beckoned me closer. Her hand moved behind my neck and she held me tight. Our lips met and our tongues entwined. It was a searing hot kiss and I moaned wantonly into her mouth. My eyes closed and I lost myself in the moment. My hands roamed over her gorgeous body savoring every warm, soft inch of her naked flesh.

Yes

Brad parked the rental car in the driveway of the air bnb house they’d rented in Fort Myers Florida. He and his wife were in town for Red Sox spring training and they had tickets to four games over the next week. His wife Beth was a native New Englander, having grown up in a small town in Vermont, and she was an avid sports fan. Beth climbed from the car and walked to the front door. She punched the code into the electronic lock and stepped inside. The house was a newer construction three bedroom, stucco ranch on the inner coastal waterway. It had a pool and hot tub under a screened enclosure and a wall of glass sliding doors that led to the lanai. The doors spanned the length of the great room wall and they slid open and disappeared into pockets in the walls for true indoor/outdoor living. It was well decorated and appointed with high end furnishings. In the back yard there was a dock, a jet ski, and a fishing boat that they could use for an extra charge. Brad joined his wife in the great room and locked the front door behind him. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her slender waist. Bending down he kissed the top of her head, smelling the fresh scent of her shampoo. He loved the way she smelled and his hands moved to her big breasts. Beth was a pretty 38 year old woman with a compact but curvy body. She had thick, lustrous auburn hair and beautiful brown eyes. Her natural DD breasts were firm and lush and she loved to show them off with low cut or tight tops. “What do you want to do?” Brad teased as he cupped his wife’s breasts, feeling their heft. He rolled her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, making her moan softly. “I know what you want to do?” Beth giggled. She could feel his dick pressing against her ass and pushed back against him. Beth loved her husband. He was a good man and a great provider. He was good in bed and incredible with his mouth but he had an average sized dick. She had, for the most part, been completely satisfied with his cock until he’d confessed, several months earlier, that he fantasized about watching her with a well hung man. She had lied at first and told him that size didn't matter but he’d pressed and eventually she’d confessed that her boyfriend in high school had a really big dick and sometimes she did miss that. Eventually they'd made their fantasy a reality when she had sex with an acquaintance of theirs named Ty. He had been even bigger than her high school boyfriend and she’d really enjoyed him. He’d been strong and dominant and his cock hit all of the spots Brad’s missed. They followed up their experience with Ty with an even better one in Vegas with a native Italian named Paulo. Paulo had a slightly smaller dick than Ty but she sucked his dick, he went down on her and they fucked multiple times during the night. Beth even involved Brad and she sucked his dick while Paulo fucked her. She’d really liked that and it had brought her and her husband even closer. Beth had gotten together with both men once more and her second experience with Ty had been the best one yet. Ty had spent the entire weekend with Beth and Brad and he'd fucked her eight times before he left. The sex had ranged from raunchy and depraved to gentle and sweet. Ty didn’t lick pussy but he made her cum over and over with his big, delicious cock and she’d been sore for a week afterwards. “I don’t really want to get dirty but if you want to go down on me I’ll suck your dick,” she replied in a raspy tone. Sex between them had been better than ever. They were both always in the mood and they did something sexual at least once a day. Brad had been waking her up with his tongue and she often gave him a blow job before bed. Brad wasted little time. He unwrapped her shorts and guided her to the couch. His dick was rock hard and he pulled down her shorts and panties. The rich fragrance of her smooth, shaved pussy wafted up from her spread legs and he started to kiss and tease her inner thigh. Her chest heaved and she ran her fingers through his hair as his tongue flicked her hard clit. He pushed two fingers inside her and curled them up to her g spot. Beth breathed heavy and hard. Her legs began to tremble and her stomach tensed as intense waves of pleasure washed over her. Brad unzipped his pants and freed his dick. He was just average in size but he had a pretty dick with a circumcised tip and a straight veiny shaft. Her lips parted and she took him deep. She liked sucking him because she could deep throat him and she played with his balls and teased his asshole with her fingers. Brad groaned and he quickly passed the point of no return. He warned Beth that he was going to cut and she buried his cock in her throat. She swallowed quickly and his cum disappeared down her gullet. Three hours later Brad drove them to a local seafood restaurant. They had a 7:30pm reservation for dinner and afterwards they planned on going to a club. Neither Brad nor Beth were big dancers and clubbing wasn’t really their thing but they’d learned that some of the players sometimes showed up at the club they planned on going to and Beth had a bit of a crush on one player in particular. She had been with a Dodgers player before she had married Brad. She liked to say they dated but in truth she was a booty call for him but she didn’t mind. They’d had fun. Beth had a slight buzz when they arrived at the club. She’d had three glasses of wine at dinner and she hoped she’d see some of the Red Sox players. The team had a off day the following day and all the message boards said that it was a great night to see the players in public. She grabbed Brad’s hand squeezed it. She felt tense and nervous. Her pretty eyes scanned the crowd and she squeaked excitedly when she saw Mookie in the corner. He was a short man but he was strong and fit and he was her favorite player on the team. She continued to look furtively at him and their eyes met. A lump formed in her throat and she smiled at him before she shyly looked away. Beth made eye contact with Mookie and her heart fluttered. It was the fourth or fifth time and butterflies battled in her belly. He nodded and said something to his friends before he turned towards her with a sexy smile on his boyish face. He was just 26 and 12 years her junior and he was only 5 inches taller than she but he was hot. She’d checked his was out countless times on television and she wondered if he had a big dick on his small muscular body. “Hey,” Mookie said with a dazzling smile. He had a glimmer in his dark eyes and Beth shifted nervously from side to side. “Hi,” she giggled. She felt like a giddy teenager with a school girl crush. His eyes darted to her cleavage and his grin widened. “Nice shirt,” Mookie nodded and Beth blushed. Her heart was racing and her juices flooded her ravenous sex. She’d wanted to fuck since they’d landed in Florida and getting oral from Brad had barely taken the edge off. She’d been tempted to fuck him at the house but she’d chosen to save herself for a bigger possibility later and she hoped Mookie was exactly that. “Let's dance?” He said confidently as he grabbed her hand and led her away. Brad watched with wide eyes fascination as his wife walked away with the short black baseball player. The dynamic made him a little nervous and he was more jealous than he'd been with either Paulo or Ty. Mookie had much to offer and he’d been high on her list of celebrities she wanted to fuck. He watched them dance and his heart thumped wildly in his chest. Beth danced like she fucked. Her moves were raw and overtly sexual and Brad’s dick was fully erect in his pants. Beth touched Mookie's arms and inhaled his fresh scent. Her mouth was watering and her head was spinning. She was amazed at how easy it had been to meet him. She loved sex and always had and she'd had no trouble getting guys when she was single but she hadn’t expected a 25 year old professional athlete to pick up A 38 year old married woman. But he had and it was a huge boost to her ego. They danced for more than an hour and by the end they were very comfortable. Beth had “accidentally” brushed against his cock and it felt nice, very nice. Mookie had “inadvertently” touched her breasts and ass at first but he’d stopped trying to be discrete and his hands brazenly gripped her hips as he ground his body against hers. She could feel his cock bumping against her needy pussy and she leaned close and whispered in his ear. “I want to feel you inside me,” she panted like a bitch in heat. She’d never been that forward before but she wasn’t willing to let her opportunity slip away. Mookie grinned and lead her off the dance floor. He placed his hand on Beth’s ass and guided her down a dimly lit hallway and then into a small, private bathroom near the rear exit. Beth knew she wasn’t the first woman he’d brought there and she wasted no time pulling his dick from his pants. He had a nice dick with a thick shaft. It was almost as long as Ty but less girthy and it looked freakish on his short frame. Brad watched in disbelief as his wife walked away. They’d had four experiences with other men and he’d witnessed each of them. He didn’t like the idea of her playing alone but he had no choice. He’d opened Pandora’s Box and he had to live with the consequences. He touched his dick under the table and almost climaxed. He was so hard it hurt to move and his mind was reeling. Beth sucked Mookie's big black dick. She’d developed a taste for black men and she ached inside. Her mouth opened wide and she forced him down her throat. She held him there until she gagged and then came up gasping for air. Tears streamed down her cheeks making her makeup run and thick, viscous saliva poured from her mouth. She loved dirty and depraved sex and she forced him into her throat repeatedly as he moaned soft and low. Mookie laced his fingers into her hair and started to thrust his hips, fucking her mouth roughly. He could tell she was a dirty girl who wanted it rough and who was he to deny such a sexy woman. He pulled her to her feet and bent her over the sink. He pushed her shorts to the floor and moved her thong to the side. He didn’t bother with a condom and his big dick was already wet from her spit. Beth bit her lip and groaned like a wanton who’re as he stuffed the length of his big cock into her frothy core. His big balls slapped against her pussy and his cock head pounded her tender cervix. Each time she fucked a well hung man Brad’s cock did less for her. Mookie grabbed her shoulders and then her hair. He rammed his dick deep and Beth cried out with reckless abandon as she came hard. He continued to fuck her from behind and he pumped his load into her womb without warning. “Clean it bitch,” he demanded tersely. He pulled his slimy spent cock from her gaping hole and pushed her to her knees. She was just fuck meat to him. She was a cum dumpster and she loved it. Her mouth descended on his cock and she licked and sucked their combined juices from his tangy flesh. She swallowed his cum and lapped juices from his shaft and balls until she'd consumed every delicious drop. “Thanks,” he said with a playful, knowing grin. He wasn’t a bad guy. He was usually very nice but he’d sensed what she wanted and he’d given it to her. Beth staggered out of the restroom and leaned against the wall. Her makeup was a mess and her hair and clothes left no doubt what she’d been doing. Brad was waiting with a smile on his face when she returned. She looked radiant. She was stunning and sexy and he wanted her right then and there but Beth wasn’t finished. She’d had her celebrity crush but there were other things on her bucket list to check off. She was drunk with lust and thirsty for alcohol so she could find more men to play with. Beth wrapped her arms around her husband and held him tight. “Thank you Baby,” she purred softly. “He was amazing.” She pressed her lips against Brady’s and he recoiled for a moment. Brad could taste the other man’s cum on his wife’s lips and it disgusted him but he was too worked up to stop her. He’d heard her cries of pleasure when she was in the bathroom and he had a huge wet spot in his underwear. His dick was hard and he was ready to reclaim her but she wanted something else. Beth stepped away from her husband and walked to the bar. She ordered a double vodka and cranberry and sucked it down like it was water. She turned around and her eyes scanned the crowd until she found what she was looking for. She flashed a sassy, confident grin at Brad and walked back to the dance floor. The alcohol clouded her brain and dispensed with her inhibitions entirely. She stepped between a group of three young black men and smiled. “I want some fun. Who wants to come home and fuck me while my husband watches,” Beth giggled. It was completely out of character for her and Brad didn't know what had gotten into her but he liked it. His more depraved fantasies had included groups of men fucking his wife and when she walked back with three men in tow he was sure his ultimate fantasy was about to come true. Brad rode alone and Beth rode in the car with her new friends. Brad’s imagination was running wild and it was not far off from the truth. Beth sat in back, sandwiched between two young men whose names she couldn't remember. They pawed and groped her pussy and breasts as she stroked their cocks. They were both just average in length but they were rock hard. She couldn't believe that she had a pair of dicks in her hand and another up front ready to fuck her when they got to the house. She kissed both men and she got a wicked thrill knowing that residue from Mookie’s cum was still on her lips. She’d sometimes tried to kiss Brad after she’d blown him but he’d never let her. He had kissed her after Mookie but she’d felt his lips tighten. The two boys in the car didn't even know and they took turns kissing her until they pulled into the driveway beside Brad. Beth stripped off her clothes on her way to the house and she left a trail of clothing all the way to the bedroom. She climbed naked onto the bed and smiled as the three men, plus her husband, all stripped bare. The driver was first. He had a nicer cock than his friends and he settled between her splayed thighs. He buried his dick deep as his friends knelt on either side of Beth with their dicks in their hands. He couldn’t understand how her husband could just watch but he really didn’t care. She was hot and she had the wettest pussy he’d ever felt. He slammed it deep as he propped his torso up on his outstretched arms. Beth grabbed the other two dicks and pulled them close. She licked one and then the other as her body twisted and writhed. She was floating on a euphoric cloud and the familiar knot in her belly tightened as he pumped his big dick into her sloppy cunt. She pulled them even closer until the heads of their cocks touched and then wrapped her lips around them both, tasting two cocks at once. “Oh fuck,” the driver groaned. His eyes rolled back and he pulled his spurting dick from Beth's pussy. Thick ribbons of cum coated her tits with several shots reaching her face. She wasted little time and rolled onto her hands and knees. One guy, the bigger and darker of the two, moved behind her juicy ass while the other knelt before her. Brad directed the driver to the shower and then watched the other two spitroast his wife. She was out of control and operating on pure lust. Her body rocked fore and aft and she grunted and groaned. She moved fasted and mumbled incoherently with her mouth filled with hard, throbbing cock. The two men high fives and thrust hard and fast. Their cocks touched bottom. Saliva dripped from Beth’s chin, cum dripped from her tits and her juices dripped from her cunt. She felt ravenous and wicked. The darker man grabbed her hips and held his cock deep. Beth felt his cock grow and his hot cum soaked her insides. She grabbed the other man’s dick and stroked it like a woman possessed. She heard his breathing labor and she continued to jerk his shaft while sucking on the head. He tried to push deep but she held him off and aimed his dick at her pretty face. He grunted like an angry boar and erupted violently. He had a huge load and it covered her face before he finished. Beth collapsed. She was tired, sore and disheveled. The boys dressed and Brad let them out. His wife was on her back with her legs spread and a come hither look on her face. She looked lewd, disgusting and yet stunningly sexy and he joined her on the bed. Unlike their previous experiences he had not cum while watching her and he was beyond ravenous. He rolled on top of his wife, smearing the cum onto his body as his dick slipped effortlessly into her soiled pussy. His cock exploded the moment he entered her and he started to shake. He’d never loved or wanted her more as his warm cum joined others inside her murky depths.

Beth stood beside her husband Brad at the noisy Las Vegas craps table. Their southern California home was a relatively short drive from Vegas and they both liked to gamble. They made the trip relatively frequently so their rooms were often complimentary and the nightlife was unparalleled. Brad took the dice and glanced at his pretty wife. She was a 38 year old, auburn haired beauty with big natural breasts on a compact 5'3" frame. She had a narrow waist and creamy alabaster skin and her favorite thing to do in Vegas was dress sexy, show off her curvaceous body and flirt with strangers. She was a naturally shy woman but the decadent atmosphere of Las Vegas combined with some alcohol allowed her to shed her inhibitions and get wild and she had flashed her breasts to total strangers on several occasions when they were in sin city. Brad rolled a seven on his first roll and the table erupted. He followed his seven with an eleven and the table won again. Brad liked playing craps because it had, by far, the most energy in the casino. He rolled an eight setting the mark and kept rolling for another ten minutes straight, winning several hundred dollars before he crapped out. The table was jumping when he finished his roll and his heart was pumping fast and hard. Beth glanced across the table and made eye contact with an attractive dark haired man. He looked like he was in his late twenties with slicked back, stylish brown hair and striking baby blue eyes. He was dressed in an expensive, perfectly tailored Italian silk suit and he wore a real Rolex on his left wrist. Beth smiled and subtly adjusted her dress making her tits pop. It was a short, black and white dress with a low neckline that clung to her body, accentuating her curves and it exposed her firm DD breasts almost to the nipple. She couldn’t wear a bra with it so her nipples were clearly visible through the fabric. The man returned her smile and a connection was made. He eyed her sexy body and Beth felt a surge of adrenaline and a flutter in her belly. Beth loved flirting. It gave her a rush and it drove Brad wild with a combination of jealousy and desire. Brad had only recently confessed his cuckolding fantasy to his wife and they’d just had their first real life experience a few weeks earlier with an acquaintance named Ty. It had been a thoroughly enjoyable experience for all of them and Beth had hoped to do it again. She’d cum hard on Ty's big black dick and she wanted more but Brad didn’t want her to become too attached to one man so she recommended they take a trip to Vegas to have some adult fun. She wasn’t sure anything would happen, but she had looked up the addresses of a few swingers clubs downtown just in case she couldn’t find anyone suitable in the casinos or clubs. “Hello,” the man said in a thick Italian accent as he sidled up beside her. His accent sent a shiver down her spine and she breathed deeply, drawing the fresh scent of his expensive cologne into her lungs. He flashed a million watt smile and her knees felt weak. “Hi,” Beth replied innocently. She brushed her thick, auburn hair from her pretty brown eyes and looked up at him. He was only average height but he was significantly taller that her and he looked very fit. He had a beautiful face with clear skin, a sexy smile and gorgeous eyes. His eyes darted to the large diamond on her left ring finger and then he looked into her golden brown eyes inquisitively. Beth always wore her wedding ring. She wanted to be honest with people about her situation so they understood when she told them that Brad liked to watch. “You're married?” He asked hesitantly. His smile became muted and tentative as he waited for Beth to speak. “I am, but my husband likes to watch,” Beth giggled softly. She still didn’t think of herself as a swinger. She’d been raised conservatively and she’d never dreamed of being in an open marriage before she moved to California from her native New England. Brad had broached the subject slowly several months earlier. He'd first confessed that he often fantasized about watching her with another man and he loved the idea of seeing her with a very well endowed man. His confession had troubled her at first and it made her question his love but he’d assured her that it was a sign that he loved her so much that he wanted her to enjoy all that life had to offer. They had fantasized and roll played various swinger and cuckold scenarios and she’d researched the lifestyle on line before the opportunity with Ty had presented itself. In the days that followed Beth and Brad had fucked like rabbits. It had awakened something inside of her and she thought constantly about sex. She looked at men differently, as potential partners rather than just being hot, and her eyes wandered constantly. She had thoroughly enjoyed her big black cock experience and she wanted more but she wasn’t fixated on just one race or type of man. She wanted to diversify and explore all of her decadent desires. “I see,” he said with a playful grin. “I am Paulo.” He extended his soft manicured hand and they shook hands. “I’m Beth and this is Brad.” Her heart was racing and she shifted nervously from side to side. Her first experience had happened in the comfort of her own home and away from prying eyes. It was unlikely that she’d see anyone she knew at the New York, NY Casino but it was not impossible and that frightened her a little. “I’m very pleased to meet you Beth and Brad. Would you like to join me for a drink? There’s a piano bar over there where we can have a glass of wine and get to know one another.” Beth nodded. She was in a daze and couldn't believe how fast things were happening. She’d flirted with other men dozens of times while in Vegas with Brad but none of the men had ever been confident and forward enough to suggest they go get to know one another. Brad found them a table in the back of the Piano Bar and then signaled for the waitress. They ordered drinks and then talked. Paulo was from Italy and visiting the United States on holiday. He was in Vegas for three more days and then he was going to Los Angeles for a week. He was self employed at a family business and obviously quite wealthy. He was also suave and debonair. He showered Beth with compliments and made her feel like she was the only woman in the room. She caught him looking at her peaches and cream cleavage and she flashed him a wry grin. He was very sexy and she wanted very much for him to join her in their suite but she was far to shy to suggest it. It had taken all the confidence she could muster just to tell him about their lifestyle when they were at the craps table and she hoped he’d make a move soon. Then she felt his hand touch her knee and her heart jumped. The sexual energy at the table was thick and heavy and she instinctively parted her legs slightly to give him access to her ravenous sex. Brad sat quietly at the table and nursed a beer. He’d had a few glasses of wine at dinner and a few glasses of whiskey at the craps table. He had a buzz and he wanted to maintain it. He could see the chemistry between them and his dick was like a piece of granite in his pants. Paulo's hand crept up Beth’s silky smooth thigh and her breath caught in her chest. She was acutely aware of the moisture soaking her needy pussy and her head was spinning as he reached the hem of her short dress. Beth bit her bottom lip in a sexy pout and a quiet squeak slipped from her mouth as Paulo's fingers slipped between her soft, smooth thighs. A flood of moisture soaked her panties and her eyes fluttered with wanton lust. The room seemed to spin and she eased her legs further apart silently coaxing him higher. Her nipples were taut and rigid and her heart was racing like she was running a marathon. Brad watched Paulo’s arm and his cock twitched. He knew the young Italian man had his hand between his wife’s legs and his heart thumped wildly in his chest. Beth was a flirt but she was also a shy, private person. He knew she had fantasized about public sex but she lacked the confidence to do it. Paulo had taken the lead and she shuddered as the sexy man slipped his fingers onto her panties and touched her dripping wet sex. A soft moan escaped her tight lips and her eyes closed. An expression of pure, unadulterated bliss spread across her face and she breathed hard and heavy. Her legs quivered as the pads of his fingertips grazed her hard clit and a familiar tightness formed in her belly. Paulo stroked Beth's clit and her body started to tremble. She was trying hard to stay still and keep quiet but it was a losing battle. She clenched her teeth and gripped the table. She was about to climax and she held her breath as Paulo’s talented fingers pushed her over the edge. Brad looked at his wife’s beautiful face with wide, unblinking eyes. His cock strained against his zipper and his mouth was agape. She looked positively ravenous and beautiful. Her face was flushed and her breasts were still quivering as Paulo pulled his hand from her still spasming pussy and smiled. “We need to go now,” Beth hissed. She straightened her dress and fixed her boobs to hide her suddenly visible nipples. She could smell the faint aroma of her arousal and she was more sexually charged than she’d ever been. The idea of public sex had always appealed to her but the reality was much better than the fantasy. Her hand moved to Paulo’s crotch and she felt his hardness leaving no doubt what she needed. He felt smaller than Ty but still impressive and she was beyond anxious to see it. Paulo stood beside Beth as they rose the elevator to the 11th floor. She could smell his cologne and she could feel the warmth of his arm against hers. Her stomach was churning and her pussy was drooling. He had a beautiful face and she desperately wanted to kiss his full lips. With Ty it had been pure animalistic sex. They'd torn at each other’s clothes and he'd fucked her bareback on her kitchen counter. She wanted more with Paulo. They had all night and she didn’t want to waste it on a quick fuck. She wanted foreplay and multiple rounds. She wanted to watch her husband stroke his cock while he watched. The elevator chimed, ending her brief fantasy and they stepped into the hallway. Her body was on fire and her pussy was humming. Paulo took her hand and he squeezed in reassuringly as Brad led the way. Brad’s hand fumbled with the key card showing his nervous excitement and he swallowed hard to calm his nerves. His cock felt heavy and constrained in his pants and he swung open the door to let his wife and their new friend inside. Beth lead Paulo into the room. It was a large suite with a kitchenette, a sitting area and a separate bedroom. She paused beside the overstuffed couch and pulled him to her. Her heart was thumping and her hands slipped inside his suit coat. Paulo wrapped his strong but sinewy arms around her and pulled her tight. He bent down and kissed her tenderly and he tugged at her tight dress, exposing her firm heart shaped ass. He pushed her thong past her hips and it dropped to the ground as they kissed like star crossed lovers. Beth cooed into his warm mouth and slid his jacked down his arms. She continued to kiss him, her tongue slithering past his lips and entwining with his. She could feel his hard cock through the expensive silk of his suit pants and she reached behind her and draped his coat over the arm of the couch. Her eyes glimmered with ravenous hunger as she untied his tie and then unbuttoned his shirt. He had a thin but muscular chest with olive skin and little body hair. She kissed him hard and fumbled with his pants. Brad undressed quietly so he didn't disturb them. He loved watching them kiss and he could see the passion in his pretty wife’s eyes. She stepped back and draped his shirt over his coat as Paulo stepped out of his pants. He wore no underwear and his big dick jutted proudly from his chiseled body. He was built like a Greek statue with crisp musculature and no body fat. His uncircumcised dick was not as imposing as Ty's had been but it looked enormous on His slender 5'8" frame. Beth grabbed the shaft of Paulo's cock and grinned like a kid in a candy store. Paulo grabbed her dress and lifted it over her head as she dropped to her knees before him. She leaned in and kissed the tip, tasting his salty essence. A drop of precum oozed from the head and she scooped it up with her tongue, savoring the briny flavor for a moment. Her lips parted and she wrapped them around his swollen glans. He was as thick as Ty and her lips stretched taut as she eased him into her mouth and down her eager throat. Brad stroked his tumescent dick. His wide eyes were affixed to Paulo’s cock and Beth’s head bobbed slowly as she played with his heavy shaved balls. She slurped and sucked him for what felt like and eternity before she stood up and led him into the bedroom. Brad followed like an excited puppy and sat in the desk chair in the corner of the room. Paulo guided Beth onto her back and she spread her legs wide. Her small hands moved to her big breasts and she kneaded them as he settled between her splayed thighs. A low moan rose from her chest and her eyes rolled back. Paulo dragged his rough tongue over her clit and she started to squirm. She felt her climax build quickly as he repeatedly flicked her engorged clit and she cried out loudly when her climax peaked. Paulo looked up at her and flashed her a sexy smile. His face glistened from her copious juices and she beckoned him to her with a sultry gaze. He moved quickly and his cock sank into her depths. His girth took her breath away and she panted wantonly as he started to thrust. He began with short jabs and her nails dug into his tan flesh. Her hips bucked to meet him and she felt another climax starting to grow. “Yes, yes, yes,” Beth moaned loudly. Her head thrashed from side to side and her auburn hair was tossed about, obscuring her face from view. She brushed her hair from her eyes and smiled at Brad. His eyes were glassy and wide and his hand moved over his turgid manhood with slow, methodical strokes. He looked amazing and she felt as close to him as ever as she basked in a post orgasmic glow. Paulo flipped her onto her belly and positioned her on all fours. He plunged deep and began to thrust with deep, languid strokes. He slapped her ass playfully and she squealed. She liked the sting but she didn’t care for too much pain and he knew exactly what she wanted. His body slapped rhythmically against her ass sending ripples through it with each thrust and her breathing quickened. Doggy style was one of her favorite positions and Paulo fucked her long and hard in that position until another climax washed over her. Beth felt invigorated after her orgasm and she guided Paulo onto his back. She straddled his slim waist and impaled herself on his beautiful cock. It was a perfect thickness and the right size to ride. She tucked her feet under her and faced her sexy husband. She loved him dearly and she was grateful he'd let her have sex with both Ty and Paulo. They were both very different and both amazing in very different ways. Her body ground against Paulo’s pelvis and she could feel his cock rubbing her cervix. She looked into Brad’s eyes and began to bounce. Her big, heavy tits flailed about and she clutched one while she steadied herself on Paulo's chest with the other. She heard Paulo’s breathing labor and she smiled down at him. “Cum for me Baby,” she said in a low, raspy tone. His eyes widened and he began to thrust his hips hard and fast. The sound of slapping flesh filled the room and Paulo groaned softly as he erupted into her frothy womb. She’d gone back on the pill after her tryst with Ty and she squealed as his cum splashed into her, painting her pink depths white. Beth heard Brad moan and she looked up to see his cock explode. Ribbons of cum pumped from his balls and landed on the floor. His eyes were closed and a euphoric expression was painted on his face. Brad felt embarrassed that he’d cum. He’d wanted to edge until Beth gave him permission to have an orgasm. She wasn’t a particularly dominant woman and it was for him more than her but he felt like he’d failed her. Beth climbed out of bed and Paulo followed her into the bathroom. His spent cock, slimy and wet, swung from side to side as he walked and Brad sat silent and still in his chair. Beth ran the shower and once the water was warm she stepped into the opulent multi-headed walk in shower. Paulo followed her inside and the spent the next 20 minutes lathering each other’s bodies and kissing like horny teenagers. Brad was naked under the covers of the king sized bed when they reappeared. They were both squeaky clean and dry and Beth slid into bed beside her husband. Paulo joined her making Beth sandwich under the covers. They turned off the lights and she turned her back to Brad and snuggled up to Paulo. Beth and Paulo drifted off to sleep while Brad replayed the nights events in his head. His dick grew rigid and he teased and squeezed it until he joined his wife and their European friend in blissful slumber. Brad awoke immersed in total darkness. The bed was rocking rhythmically and his wife was panting and moaning. He reached out tentatively and found her facing him on her side with her back arched and her breasts inches from his body. She whimpered softly and groaned when Brad touched her breasts. She had sensitive nipples and she reached for her husband's hand. “Feel this,” she whispered in a low raspy tone. Her voice shook with tremolo and she guided Brad’s hand between her legs. Brad’s fingers found her hard clit in the darkness and he started to rub it. He could feel Paulo’s slippery cock rubbing the tips of his fingers and it simultaneously freaked him out and excited him. He hadn’t expected to be included. He derived his excitement from his wife's pleasure and he avoided Paulo's cock and stroked Beth clit until she cried out in ecstasy. Beth moved down Brad’s body and took his cock into her warm mouth as Paulo continued to fuck her from behind. His thrusts were hard and fast and she slurped noisily on Brad’s cock. Her husband's body tensed and he groaned as he emptied his balls down her throat. Paulo rolled Beth onto her back and climbed between her shapely legs. He thrust hard and deep and grunts of exertion filled the quiet night air. His pattern became erratic and his breathing started to labor. “Give it to me Baby,” Beth panted. She locked her legs around his waist and held him inside her as he unleashed a torrent of cum into her depths. Paulo left soon after he came and Beth snuggled with her husband. “I love you Baby,” she cooed tenderly “I love you so much.” She hugged him and smiled. Paulo and Ty had brought her closer to Brad and she squeezed him tight.

Beth looked in the mirror and smiled. Her tits looked great and she pushed them together in her low cut Patriots shirt before she turned around and checked out her ass. Her black yoga pants hugged her ass like a second skin and they were just see through enough that you could see the outline and color of her thong. Her husband was having friends over for playoff football and she liked to tease him by flirting with his buddies. She’d never cheated on him and they weren’t swingers. It was just harmless fun but they both enjoyed it for different reasons. In public Beth was shy. She rarely flirted with strangers but she liked dressing sexy. She liked the looks she got from men and sometimes even women, though she wasn’t really into women. In private with people she was comfortable with she liked the rush she got flirting with good looking men and a few of Brad’s friends were definitely hot. Brad liked when Beth flirted. He loved knowing other men wanted his sexy wife and he'd recently confessed to her that for reasons he couldn't explain he often fantasized about her with other men, especially well hung men. Beth had been shocked by his confession and she was a little taken aback at first. She questioned why he’d want that and she’d wondered what that meant about his love for her. But Brad had assured her that he truly loved her and his love and adoration was mostly to blame. Eventually she had begun to understand and embrace his fantasies. She even began to have some of her own. She’d had a boyfriend in high school who’d had a big dick and while Brad satisfied her sexually, especially with his talented tongue, she did sometimes miss the feeling of a really big dick. The doorbell rang and Beth felt a few nervous butterflies in her belly. It was like a pre flirt rush and she giggled as she walked towards the door of their bedroom. “Can you get that Babe?” Brad asked as he stood in the bathroom with his dick in his hand. “Of course,” she smiled sweetly. It would give her some alone time with Kyle and Mark. She liked Kyle most. He was a good looking guy with a great body and he was really good at flirting. He liked to push to see if he could make her blush and he had on more than one occasion. He’d bragged that he was well hung and if Brad wasn’t such good friends with him and if he wasn’t married to her friend Cathy she might have been willing to have a threesome with Brad and Kyle. “Hi boys,” Beth said with a sexy smile and a glimmer in her pretty brown eyes. She teased her long auburn hair and looked up into Kyle’s beautiful blue eyes. He really was her type, with short brown hair and broad shoulders and she felt her sex begin to moisten. Mark was moistly shy and while he would flirt a little he wasn’t really her type. “Hey sexy,” Kyle replied. “Have you met Ty before?” He gestured behind them and Beth's pulse quickened. She hadn’t met him but she’d seen him at a few parties. He was tall like a basketball player and he towered over her small 5'3" frame but he was built like a linebacker. He had dark ebony skin, a bright white smile and short curly hair. “Uh, no,” Beth stammered. She had never dated or even hooked up with a black guy before. She’d been born and raised in Vermont before she and her husband had moved to California and there were almost no black people in her small home town. But she’d sometimes fantasized about them and was definitely attracted to them. The stereotype of well hung black men was part of the attraction but it was more than that. They tended to exude confidence and she found that very sexy. Kyle chuckled softly. He’d noticed her reaction and he smiled knowingly. He’d gone out to bars with Ty and he’d seen women throwing themselves at him all too often. Unlike Mark and Kyle, Ty was single and he was a pussy magnet. He was good looking and we’ll built and he had more game than anyone Kyle had ever known. Kyle did alright with women but he’d been out of the dating scene for so long he wasn’t sure how to close. Ty didn’t have that problem at all. “Nice to meet you Beth,” Ty said in a deep dark voice as he held her gaze. She felt a shiver run down her spine and goosebumps appeared on her creamy, alabaster skin. “The pleasure is mine,” Beth replied in a breathy tone. Ty shook her hand firmly but not too much and she giggled nervously as she stepped aside and welcomed the three men into her home. The game was too close for comfort and Brad, Kyle and Mark all drank heavily. Ty didn’t root for either team playing so instead of watching closely he and Beth chatted. He was smart and funny, warm and engaging and he was very, very sexy. She caught him looking at her cleavage several times and she kept discretely fixing them so he’d look more. Her panties were damp and her chest and cheeks were flushed and warm. The game ended and Kyle and Mark started to argue. They were fans of opposite teams and Brad jumped in to calm them down. Kyle was drunk, Mark was gloating and Brad, who was sober enough to drive offered to take them home. “I’ll stay with Beth and help clean up,” Ty said chivalrously. “Sure, I’ll be back in about 40 minutes,” Brad replied. He had noticed Ty flirting with his wife and he’d been nursing a semi for most of the night. He’d been fantasizing about watching his wife with another man for years and while he’d recently told her that he’d withheld a few of the more salacious details. He fancied himself a cuckold and like many cucks the thought of his wife with a huge black man was his ultimate fantasy. He was sure his wife would turn on the charm even more if she was alone with Ty and while he doubted she’d do anything he hoped she’d at least flash him. She had done that with a few of his friends and a couple of times when they were partying in Las Vegas. Brad left with Kyle and Mark and Ty helped Beth gather up the dirty dishes. She began to wash the platters and Ty stood beside her to dry them. “Did you ever play football?” She asked making small talk. She could smell the faint aroma of his cologne and it was making her wet. She’d noticed the bulge in his jeans and it looked impressive. “I played in college but I wasn’t quick enough to make the jump to the next level,” he said in a strong confident tone. Their hands touched as she handed him a dish and her head began to spin. She looked up at him with a glazed expression and turned her body. The unspoken attraction between them had been palpable. She wanted him and she was sure she had her husband’s blessing but she lacked the confidence to say it. Ty placed the dish on the counter and turned to face her. He brazenly took her hands and pulled her closer. Her mind was reeling and her body was humming. His warm touch and smoldering gaze sent a surge of moisture to her sex and her knees felt weak. His hands moved up her arms, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake and Beth squeaked. She turned her back to the counter and leaned back to steady herself. Her heart was racing and her mouth was parched. She licked her lips as a single bead of sweat rolled down her brow. “I, I shouldn't,” Beth gasped. It was a token gesture and she placed her hands on his trim waist. For a big man, with broad shoulders and a bulging muscles he had a surprisingly narrow waist and her hands moved under his shirt to feel his chiseled abs. Her mind was racing and she lifted his shirt over his head, baring his dark muscular chest. “Fuck, you’re hot,” Beth gasped. She looked up at him with warm, hungry eyes and silently pleaded for him to follow her lead. Her nipples grew taut and her hands roamed over his chest. Her juices had soaked her panties and she ached to feel his lips on hers. Ty grinned and effortlessly lifted her onto the granite countertop. He lifted off her shirt and smiled. “I don’t like them anyway,” Ty joked as he tossed her Patriots shirt onto the counter. He reached behind her and deftly unfastened her bra setting her big, natural breasts free. Beth looked at him and a soft moan slipped from her lips as his fingers grazed her hard nipple. She was 38 and kept herself in great shape. Her breasts were still firm despite being big and they were very sensitive. She fumbled with his pants and once they were loose he pushed them down to the floor. “Oh my God,” Beth said excitedly. He had the biggest dick she'd ever seen. It was even bigger than her high school boyfriend and for a moment she wondered if she could take it. She wanted to and if she couldn't she'd die trying and she’d die happy. Her hands trembled with ravenous desire and she grabbed his long, thick shaft. It felt gigantic in her small hand and her fingers failed to fully circle it’s tremendous girth. Ty hooked is fingers into her yoga pants and her thong and she lifted her ass off the counter. He pushed them down to her feet and she kicked them off. “Please,” she panted wantonly. She wanted to taste him but she needed him inside her. It had been twenty years since she’d felt anything close to his size inside her. She’d toyed with the idea of a big dildo but hadn’t done so and she was eager to feel the stretch. Ty nodded and rubbed the bulbous, circumcised tip of his prodigious cock against her swollen labia. He smeared her juices on his cock and then eased the tip inside her needy pussy. “God yes,” Beth groaned. She grabbed at his trim hips and he eased several inches into her frothy hole. He’d bedded enough women that he knew to go slow at first. Most women couldn’t take him all at once and he pushed half way before drawing his hips back until just the tip was inside her. Beth inhaled sharply as he eased back inside. His girth literally took her breath away and she started to pant like a bitch in heat. “Deeper Baby,” she moaned. She locked her legs around his taut round ass and pulled him inside. She had three quarters of his length in her married white pussy and she began to babble incoherently. She squeezed her pussy muscles and grinned up at him. Ty was impressed. He had rarely seen a woman, especially a small 130 pound woman, take so much of him so quickly. “I want it all,” she hissed like a woman possessed. Her feet hooked together behind him and her heals dug into his ass. She grabbed his hips and swallowed him whole. Ty was balls deep inside of Beth's pussy when Brad walked quietly through the door. He could hear his wife in the throes of ecstasy and his cock immediately grew painfully hard in his pants. He stripped in the living room and then peered into the kitchen. Beth's head thrashed from side to side and Brad knew she was cumming. He grabbed his dick and squeezed it as he watched Ty pound Beth like a jackhammer. Beth babbled like a punch drunk boxer. Her manicured nails raked down his broad muscular back and her eyes rolled back in her pretty head. Ty waited until her climax ebbed and he pulled out. His big dick glistened from her copious juices and he stroked his huge shaft as he looked into her pretty eyes. “I’m gonna nut,” he warned her and Beth grinned. She looked at him and then at her tits. If she’d known him better she’d have preferred he cum inside her. She knew Brad liked that and she wanted to please him. She could feel him watching but she could see around the wide expanse of Ty's chest. Ty nodded and released a long, low groan. His cock began to spit ribbons of thick white cream onto her big, beautiful breasts. He grunted each time his cock spurted and his load was enormous. Beth watched him paint her big breasts and she plunged two fingers into her stretched, gaping pussy. Her palm rubbed her clit and she quickly brought herself to a second shuddering climax as Ty watched. She bent forward and licked cum from the head of his cock. He tasted different than Brad and she liked it. His cum ran into her cleavage and down her belly to her smooth, shaved pussy and she sighed. She knew her life had changed. She knew she’d want him again. She knew she’d want others too.