1 comments/ 79041 views/ 8 favorites It Hurts By: wanderinjoekidd It hurt, it hurt a lot, she had never had anal sex before, not until about 5 minutes ago. How did this happen? Today should have been another average day in the in average life of an average 32 year old single woman living in an average sized town in an average Midwest state. Instead, today was anything but average. She was laying face-down on her bed with her hands and feet tied to the headboard and footboard and there were two men on the bed with her, two men who had just raped and sodomized her. Sodomy.... not a word you hear too often, occasionally on the news, or in a joke, this was no joke! She had just been sodomized, ass fucked, corn holed, or whatever you wanted to call it, and it hurt. The woman was no virgin, she had spread her legs for men in the past and she had given her share of blowjobs to her former boyfriends but had always drawn the line at any butt play, it just didn't appeal to her because she felt that part of her was just a little too dirty to share with others. Apparently the two guys who had just butt fucked her had no qualms about her being a little dirty, they were both making jokes at her expense. "Damn she's nasty!" said the younger of the two, "Bitch sure is, look at the shit all over my cock" said the other one. The older one grabbed his shit covered cock and wiped it off on her bed sheets she had just recently purchased. This is ridiculous she thought, "Why did I allow myself to get in this predicament? Why did I not realize this was going to happen when I responded to that ad? I guess I am getting exactly what I deserve FUCK Gregslist! She had not had sex in about 8 months, too busy at work, too emotionally drained from the last relationship to even think about a new relationship, too caught up in her day to day life to really enjoy living. The last orgasm she had was brought on by her little purple vibrator and some porn she had came across while web surfing one night. The porn she watched involved two men, the closest thing watching gay porn she had ever seen before was Broke Back Mountain. But this was hot, two young 20something studs sucking each other's dicks, and then taking turns fucking each other in the ass. She had never been so turned on. Her pussy was dripping wet and she had her little purple friend so ddep inside herself she almost lost it. Her orgasm was amazing, the flood of relief almost matched the flood of come that completely soaked her thighs . Over the next couple of weeks she tried to put the images of the two gay guys out of her head, but just like a good piece of chocolate she wanted more. Time after time she got her laptop, grabbed her vibrator and headed to her bedroom where she would find more videos and images of men having sex together that she would look at while she played with her pussy. One night, after a hard day at the office, she stopped by a restaurant to have dinner. Her waiter was quite handsome and she tried flirting with him, but he was very professional and paid her no attention whatsoever. As he walked into the kitchen, she noticed another man standing near the door, the other man gave here waiter and pat on his butt. "Ahh" she thought, "he plays for the other team, the team I like to watch". She quickly finished her meal and headed home, home to her computer, her bed, her vibrator and her next orgasm. She fed her addiction to the gay porn until each day it became a habit, she fell into that routine and it was a good routine until one day it wasn't enough, suddenly she wanted more, she wanted to see the physical contact between two men, she wanted to see close up the way men would use each others bodies, she wanted to watch up close and personal. She knew how Gregslist worked, she had sold her old washer and dryer when she updated to a new energy efficient set. She began looking at the ads for sex. Most of the ads in the mfm were obviously placed by married men who were looking to have a fling with other married men. She laughed aloud as she read some of the ads, there were apparently a lot more cock suckers in the world than there were cocks, from her experiences with men, she would have thought just the opposite, they always wanted her to suck them, they never wanted to eat her. After a few days of searching the ads, she finally saw one that interested her: two versatile biwm, 26 and 38, clean and dd free, enjoy oral, anal, looking for another to play with, please be ht/wt proportionate and have a place to play. She answered the ad with the following response: "Hello, I am a 32 yr old white female who is interested in watching and maybe participating in sex with two men. I am single, I weigh 140lbs, I am five foot six inches tall and have medium length brown hair. If you are interested, please text me at -----------." Within 15 minutes she received a text from a number she didn't recognize ' U real' it read, 'Yes' she responded, 'any pics' came the next message, 'will send one in a few' she typed back as she began taking off her clothes. She took a picture showing her body which wasn't perfect, but wasn't too shabby either. Her tits were a little on the small side, but she had a nice pair of hips and she always felt her legs were above average. She made sure her face wasn't showing in the picture, then, with just a little pause of apprehension, she pressed Send. Two minutes later: 'Damn, nice what all u wanna do?' 'I wanna watch u two do each other' I wanna see up close' she sent back, 'U any pics?' she asked. Her question was reward a few seconds later with a couple of pictures of average looking men's bodies, both with nice hard dicks, one a little fatter than the other and one that was obviously uncut. Her pussy began juicing up as she looked at the picture. The two guys were standing just inches apart in the picture! Hopefully she would see them in the future, the very near future. After a few more texts, it was decided they would all meet at her house on Sunday afternoon, both the guys were off work and one could get away from his wife for several hours without any suspicion. On the day of the meeting the woman was a little tense and nervous. There was a nagging voice inside her head telling her to cancel this rendezvous, to call off this whole plan of bringing two men she didn't know inside her home for the sake of satisfying her sexual curiosity. But she didn't listen. She cleaned the house, made sure there were both beer and soft drinks in the fridge, took a shower put on a nice pair of lace panty hose and an expensive nightie one of her ex's had bought for her yrs ago and then proceeded to wait for the doorbell to ring. It rang. Her nerves were almost raw, she could feel her juices starting to flow, her face was flushed and she nearly stumbled as she walked to answer the door. The two guys standing at the door appeared to be normal looking guys, both were in decent shape, clean and well dressed and had very nice smiles. She said hello and welcomed them into her home. They sat in the living room for a while sharing small talk that amounted to nothing. The sexual tension that was in the air was very thick, the woman kept crossing and uncrossing her legs while enjoying the feeling of panties touching her swollen clit. One of the guys kept reaching over and touching his buddy's crotch. The cock being touched was obviously responding by the size of the bulge it was making in its owner's jeans. She finally broached the subject at hand, she began telling both the guys about the porn she had been watching and how it had made her feel and how she really wanted to see two men have sex together in real life. As she was talking she couldn't help but start to touch herself, first just a casual brush up against her thigh, but then gradually she moved her hand to her pussy and began rubbing her clit through her panties which were becoming more soaked by the minute. She got up and motioned the two men to come to her bedroom. They immediately followed her and began stripping off their clothes as she was shutting the door behind them. The man with fat cock had an erection, it was very hard and the tip was wet with precum. The other one who was uncut was about half hard and the woman was amazed by the way it looked because she had never seen an uncircumcised man before. She slid onto the bed and they both quickly joined her, her eyes never quite leaving the ever growing cock that was coming out of its shell. The two men began kissing each other the way a couple who know each other intimately kiss. She could see the passion and feel the heat between them. Her eyes were again drawn to their cocks, they were both rock now and she wanted to touch them. She reached over and gently stroked them both with either hand, she could feel both of them throb under her touch. She also felt her own body respond, she felt the familiar stirrings of her loins and it felt good. The two men kind of ignored her a bit, she was, after all, just a voyeur in their afternoon of play, she was a spectator in an action sport. The older of the two men was obviously the dominant of the two, he quickly pulled his younger partner's head down to his fat cock and the younger one began sucking him. The man who was enjoying the blowjob looked at the woman and smiled. The younger of the two moved his body around so his backside was in reach of his lover. Immediately his lover licked one his fingers and began to rub it around the others asshole. The woman was both enthralled and repulsed at the same time. She knew the two men were eventually going to have sex but now she wasn't sure how much she wanted to see it. The older guy moved his hand from the young ones ass and touched her on her breasts, this was the first contact they had made. The touch made the woman feel more assured of herself, maybe she would be more than a spectator. The man untied her nitey and pushed it aside, the other man raised up from the dick he was sucking and touched her wet panties with his hand , all three of them smiled at each other and the woman began to take off her clothes . She took off the nitey and threw it on the floor, the men helped her take off her panties and they each pulled a leg free from the stockings she wore. She was naked, sitting on her bed with two naked men, two naked men who liked sucking cock and getting fucked in their asses as well as they liked pussy. She felt so lucky as she knew all her fantasies were about to be fulfilled. She reached out and grabbed their dicks, she wanted to touch them and feel what each of them was feeling. Both the cocks were hard, harder than she ever remembered any of her lovers being. Her pussy was so wet as if she had pissed herself she couldn't ever think of a time when she was this excited. The men began kissing again and this time they included her so she had the feeling of her hands on their dicks and their mouths on hers. The younger of the two bent down and kissed her on the clit, the sensation was amazing, she shuddered with a little excitement and then gently pushed his head back down as he started to raise up. The older man smiled at her and said something in regards to how sweet the younger mans mouth was. The woman responded in kind by taking the fat cock into her mouth and sucking it like a pro. The younger one continued sucking and licking on her pussy til she was almost ready to cum, he was working his tongue and fingers in unison and it was driving her crazy. She was sucking the other mans cock as hard as she could while he gently rubbed her back and ran his fingers through her hair. Suddenly, she felt a finger try to go inside her butt. She clenched her ass cheeks as tight as she could and the finger's pressure subsided. She raised her head up from the dick she was sucking and let the guys know she could be a little dirty back there and that she didn't really enjoy anal sex. The younger one never missed a beat as he fell back into licking and fingering her pussy and she went back to servicing the big fat cock in front of her. The older man finally pulled his dick from her mouth and told her that he didn't want to cum yet and then he pulled her face up to him and gave her a very rough kiss and told her what a good cocksucker she was and that he would enjoy her mouth again before the day was over. The woman finally began to shake and shudder as an orgasm racked her body, she could feel it everywhere, brought on by both the stimulation of her pussy and her overall excitement. She looked down to see her young friend's face covered in her pussy juices and he had a smile on his face that matched hers. The older man moved himself where he could suck on his partners young uncut dick. The woman just sat there and rested for a few minutes, still in that warm state of arousal, but also her head was a little foggy, the orgasm had taken a little bit out of her. Once again the two men began enjoying each others like old lovers do, each one knowing by instinct what the other likes, the older one licking and nipping on the head of the cock in his mouth and the younger one reaching around touching his lovers ass crack and hole. The older man stood up abruptly and got his pants. He reached into the pocket and brought out a small bottle of lubricant and began putting some around his ass. The young man also took some and began rubbing some on the throbbing cock he had in his hand. The woman could hardly stand the excitement, she was about to witness something in person she had masturbated to while watching on the computer so many times. She began to rub her rock hard nipples with one hand and started to finger her dripping wet pussy with the other hand. As the older man got onto his hands and knees on her bed, she moved a little to her left so she could see his ass sticking up. The younger guy got on his knees and slowly pushed his dick into the waiting hole, the hole slowly spread out and the cock inch by inch slid in. The woman could not believe her eyes and she was pounding on her clit in excitement. Her moans of pleasure seemed to work on the two men as they found a rhythm that was close to hers. The man getting fucked was both cussing the huge cock tearing his ass up and begging for more at the same time. The younger man kept a steady pace and looked at the woman and told her how good it felt to fuck his lover, she told him how hot and excited it was making her to watch it. The three continued their fun and games for a few more minutes and then almost at the same time, the young man and the woman came. When the man came, he fell onto his partner's back obviously worn out from the fucking he had just given. His partner fell onto his stomach as he was exhausted from what he had received. When the younger one raised up off his lover, the woman was a little shocked to see a brown stain on that beautiful dick, she instinctively knew what it was and at that same time, she smelled what she knew to be as shit. He had just literally fucked the shit out of his lover! And on her bed! Her eyes went to the other mans asshole, and she could see a mixture of white milky cum with flecks of brown coming out of his gaping hole. It was disgusting, that never happened in the videos she had watched. She always knew it could happen and that was the reason she never had let anyone do it to her, and now two perfect strangers had shit on them as they lay across her bed. "Oh my god, he shit on you" she cried out. "yes it happens every now and then", "sorry dude" said his lover, "you were in me too hard and deep". "no problem, it will wash" The woman started to panic, she wasn't comfortable looking at this and she didn't know what to do, she started to get up to get towel from the bathroom when the younger one asked what she was doing, "getting a towel" she said, " I want you to clean up before it gets on anything" " Its ok baby, he's got a hot little mouth that will clean up this little mess," With that the older man turned over on his side and took his young lover's shit covered cock into his mouth and licked it clean. Then the younger man took his index finger and wiped the putrid mix of cum and feces off the other mans ass and stuck it into his own mouth. The woman could not believe what she had just witnessed. She was grossed out and amazed. She started to get up and the younger guy put his hand to her chest and asked her again what she was doing. "I am getting your things so you can leave my house" she said. "We aren't done yet baby" said the older of the two, "I haven't cum yet and he has only came one time, and besides you said you might want to play too". The woman noticed that the easy nature of the two guys had suddenly changed, there was a different look in their eyes, not one of love and happiness but of lust and it made her feel incredibly vulnerable. All the sudden the younger of the two forced her face down on the bed, she started to struggle, but he was a lot stronger than he looked and he held her arms out while his partner grabbed one of her stockings and tied her hands to one of the center posts in the headboard of her brass bed, she was still struggling and began to scream but her cries were cut short when her panties were balled up and shoved into her mouth. "Now shut up cunt" said the older man, ''you wanted to play, lets play, you wanted to see two men fuck, well, I got fucked first, now I think you will get fucked next!" "Remember what she said about being too dirty to fuck" said the younger of the two. "Who cares" said the other she can eat her shit as well as I can eat my own" With that, he unceremoniously and without any lubrication other than the juices from her pussy that had ran down to her ass cheeks earlier, jammed his cock into her virgin asshole. "Oh God it hurts so fucking bad, I cant stand this anymore" she thought as the man pumped his hard dick into ass time and time again, she started to draw her legs together but the younger one rummaged through her drawers and found stockings he used to tie her legs to either bedpost, now she was definitely at their mercy. The brutal attack on her anus continued for what seemed to be an eternity, the whole time the two men were kissing and telling each other how much they loved the other one, she had just become a sex doll to them, something for the older one to continue to fuck as the younger one sat in front of her and jacked his cock. To be continued...... It Hurts So Good "I'm cold, Master." I've finally returned to the shelter of home from an appointment, the frigid breeze having followed me right to the door, seeping into my bones. After having taken off my shoes and jacket, I sit on the floor, wrapping myself around Masters legs and resting my head on his knee as he sits at his desk, busily responding to emails. He strokes my hair absent-mindedly. I don't like to interrupt Master, but it's been a long day and I want the comfort only he can provide. I sit quietly for a few minutes more, trying to draw the warmth from him, and my teeth start to chatter. Master pats my hand and draws in a sharp breath from the feel of my icy fingers. "Oh Elle. I think it's time for a nice hot shower." I untangle myself from his legs and he lifts me up, leading me to the bath. He draws water from the faucet and undresses me as it warms, taking off his own clothes as I slip into the shower. I let the steam start to thaw me as Master joins, his hands stroking my breasts from behind. We wash each other gently and he caresses my pussy as I sigh softly, feeling his teeth sink into my shoulder. I stroke his hardening cock as we rinse off, biting my lip and hoping to be filled. Stepping out of the shower, we towel each other dry. Master gives my ass a slap and squeezes me. "Go wait for me on the bed. I want your ass presented to me." I do as I'm told. Master follows a few moments later with my collar, and the bell jingles as he fixes it around my neck. I part my thighs as I feel my cunt moisten, supporting myself on my elbows, ass in the air for Master's viewing pleasure. He spanks me again, my skin soft and tender. "I'm going to lick your ass, slut. You like that, don't you?" "Yes, Master. It feels so good. It makes me want to cum." "You dirty little girl." Master grabs my ass with both hands and squeezes. I feel his tongue run from my wet pussy up to my asshole and I moan, enjoying the attention. Master's tongue circles my tight little opening, as he alternates between licking and kissing me, his hands still grasping my ass cheeks firmly. I rub my clit as I press back against him, feeling the tip of his tongue penetrate me. "You're such a tight little whore, Elle," he says, pressing his thumb into my ass. He rakes his nails over my ass and I sigh. I hear him pick something up from under the bed; an unfamiliar clinking sound. Master pushes my head into the pillow and bends my arms behind my back, cuffing my wrists. "Mm-Master?" I ask hesitantly, unsure of his plans for me. "Mmhmm?" Master offers no explanation. I squirm, trying to twist my wrists free but with no success. I try to pull myself up and turn myself over, but Master grabs my hips and holds me in place. I can feel his swollen cock against me, the shaft sliding up and down between my ass cheeks. "Your ass is mine, Elle. I'm going to fuck you, and you're going to take it," he tells me, teasing me with his cockhead. I continue squirming, my hands reaching with futility, trying to free my wrists from the cuffs. I feel another sharp slap delivered to my ass, and suddenly Master thrusts into my soaking cunt. "Ah! Mmmaster..." I exclaim in surprise. He drills into me coating his cock in my juices, holding me in place. "I know you want it, Elle," he tells me, as I try to buck back and kick. "I'm going to fill your little ass all up, whether you like it or not." And with that Master forces his cock into my asshole, coated in my own juices. I cry out loudly and struggle, but his hold is strong. "Mmmaster... it's so tight. You're so big Master, I'm too small..." Master thrusts roughly into me anyway, punishing my ass and moaning, stretching me until I can't be stretched any further. "Ohhh... Master, it hurts... I'm so full..." "I know you like it when it hurts, slut. You don't want it to stop, do you." "No..." I whisper, as Master pulls out and presses in again, over and over. "Who do you belong to? Tell me who owns you." "You do! Master... mmm...." I bury my face in the pillow and moan, relaxing into submission, my ass giving way to the pounding it receives. I give myself to Master completely. "Good girl... that's it, take it all, good... Mmm, my little whore," Master moans, as my ass stretches tightly around his cock. "Please Master, let me cum? It aches... it aches so badly..." I whisper, on the verge of breaking. "Cum for me, you little slut. Cum for Master and I'll spill into your tight ass... ohhh you're so tight, Elle," Master pants and pushes into me. My body rocks as I feel his hot cum shoot into me. I scream in pain and pleasure, the juices running down my thighs. Master cries out too, gripping me tightly and giving me one last slap. I collapse from being used, feeling Master on top of me, softening inside before pulling out. My asshole is gaping, and I breathe heavily, aching from the force of the release. I can't move, but I feel the cuffs come off, freeing my wrists, and my arms lay limp at my sides. Master sits up at the head of the bed and draws me into him, cradling me. My eyes flutter open as I feel a blanket being wrapped around me, his arms holding me together as I recover. They close again, heavy with exhaustion. "Elle?" "Mm..mm..." is all I can manage. "I'll always keep you warm." It Hurts When It's Over I noticed Deb soon after I took my new assignment in the office at the gold smelter. She is easy to notice, because not only was she very pretty, she is a full head taller than the average woman in that building and has a slender body like a fashion model. Perhaps it was jealousy, but soon after a management change, Deb's position of authority over the secretarial pool was challenged by the two women who were sent from the home office a hundred miles away, and although her performance was steady and her work was predictably well done, she found herself answering numerous questions about why the procedures in the local office weren't consistent with those used in the home office—which, by the way, didn't face the same sort of day-to-day problems because the clientele served there were primarily with retail customers while the local office handled wholesale deliveries. Within a few weeks of taking notice of her I found that Deb was sometimes in my office twice a week asking for advice about how to handle the odd circumstance she was facing, and although I tried to help by explaining how I handled my own issues with the new management team, I was sure I wasn't giving her much help because the things that were happening to her were far different than my problems and hers appeared to be violations of the state employment laws and an attorney might have been better able to construct a permanent solution for her than I. Still, I felt good about being a receptive ear to her problems and helping her find solutions to the nightmare that the management had laid on her. There was a sort of protective feeling that came over me when I thought about how she was getting the shaft. I'm not wired to deal with injustice without reacting. During my conversations with her I discovered that I was developing an attraction to her because of her warm smile and her easygoing way that was always pointed at making the people around her feel at ease. Deb would often joke with me and others in the office, and I found that we were soon able to feed off each other's sense of humor. It was clear to me that she enjoyed that as much as I. I felt odd about the connection I was making with her because I was careful to go home to my wife, Brandy, every evening and loved her very much. Nevertheless, I had found that most of the time my wife was rejecting my amorous advances and I had a tremendous unmet need that I hardly acknowledged to even myself. I should have known that by befriending Deb I was placing myself in a situation that I wouldn't be able to stop before it got out of hand, and if it did, we'd both be in for possible job termination. I told Deb during one conversation in my office that although my situation at work was nearly as bad as hers I had a peaceful home to go to after work every day, and although I looked forward to going home every day because I loved Brandy very much, I was terribly frustrated sexually. Deb responded that her life was bad at home, too, and confrontational with her husband who had no concern for meeting her needs and only had sex with her so as to use her to gratify himself with no concern about giving her the pleasure during the once-a-quarter event. She was half-ashamed of the confession and we both made a small joke about it. In the same "innocent" and joking manner that we had treated everything else we talked about, I told Deb that it was so bad for me that I found myself masturbating several times every day when I was alone, and Deb confessed to me that she was also having to satisfy her own needs alone. Soon thereafter, I told her that I was thinking about her when I masturbated, and was having sex with her in my mind. When I was telling her about the thoughts I was having when I climaxed, although she didn't respond in kind, I could tell that she was telling me by her look that she was thinking of me when she was climaxing, too. It was during those times that I started thinking about what it would be like to have an affair with her. A few months later, I quit the job and took up a job doing consulting work for other smelting companies, and she quit her job, too. The intimate day-to-day contact at work was now over as was the potential of having an affair discovered by our workmates if we were to have started one. My consulting work gave me a lot of time alone while I worked from my home office trying to line up the next consulting contract. I didn't forget Deb, though, and had kept her home telephone number and e-mail address so as to not lose track of her. I was surprised at myself that I had kept the thought of being with Deb in the back of my mind even after we no longer worked together. For a few months I kept up a stream of innocuous-sounding e-mails to Deb and tried to think of ways to see if she might now be receptive to my sexual advances and worked out in my mind how I might seduce her via e-mail and telephone. I determined the best way to test her would be to tell her that I had been entertaining myself writing pornography for myself. She bit and asked me to send her one. I sent her one within the next few days. What I sent her was more romantic than physical, and the story line put Deb in her home office alone when her husband was away at work for the day. The plot line was plausible enough because it had me stopping over to help her with a computer problem and when I got inside the house, I went to her and was kissing her on the neck and rubbing her shoulders while I looked down and tried to get an idea of what her breasts and nipples were doing as I looked at the mounds and points moving under her blouse as I massaged her shoulders. Of course, I wrote about getting a hardon while I touched her shoulders, which was a true-to-life reaction when I saw her or talked with her. I wrote of how after she would leave my office after a talk with me, I had to stay in my office seated behind my desk so that nobody in the office would see when I stood up that my cock was hard and holding my pants out like a tent pole. Since I was still a bit uncertain about what she might be feeling I was glad when she told me that she liked what I was writing, but wanted to read something a bit more explicit. That was all it took, and I next wrote of meeting her at a second house she owned and spending enough time together to be able to do a full job of making love together. We were both thinking that actually having sex together wasn't something that we (two married people) could actually do despite the strong attraction. We discussed how our home situations were very similar and that they needed to both be discreet if anything serious developed so as to not hurt their spouses if it were discovered that we had started making love together. We soon met for lunch, and although we were both tempted to let the attraction be fulfilled that afternoon, we kissed good bye gently and drove away separately, still honoring an agreement between us to "be good." Driving away from that lunch date was one of the hardest things I have ever done, and the hour-long drive home was painful as my stiff cock strained to be allowed to be straight, but the fabric of my pants kept it painfully twisted against my left leg and put a crushing pressure on my left nut. When I got home nobody was there, and I was able to relieve the pressure inside my pelvis that was shrieking to be released. My mind, of course, as I jerked and throbbed, went to looking at Deb, imagining her nude body under me as I looked down and saw myself plunging inside her and her face reflecting the pleasure of what I was doing to her. When I climaxed, in my thoughts I was flooding semen into her, and was glancing first at her pretty face and then down at the physical connection I had established inside her. It only took a minute to cum, and the excitement of the mental picture caused me to have powerful throbs of pleasure and strong contractions in my pelvis that caused my semen to shoot out away from my body about 3 feet. In my mind she was cumming at the same time and I was stimulated to a more powerful orgasm by mentally imagining I was feeling the intensity of the pleasure she would be getting, too. It was several weeks later that while returning from a consulting job at a shop near the mining district in the state, I stopped off at her new office where she worked for her husband as an office supervisor. I found her typing data into her desktop computer, and leaned in to answer some questions she had about internet e-mail files being read by the company I.T. people. I said it would be best that she not open any of the seducing e-mails I'd sent her at work or any of her encouraging replies to me (just to be safe,) and not to download on that computer any of the files I'd sent to her, either. I was in my suit and tie since I was finishing my consulting work for the day, and as I looked at her sitting there a dangerous idea came over me. Putting my back to the office window next to the door that opened to the hallway I reached down and fished out my hard cock and touched it to her fashion-model slim upper arm. Since I, at 5'6", am about 3 inches shorter than she,I figured this was an opportunity that she could see for herself that my 6" cock was as big, as thick and long, as most men who were physically taller, and so that she'd have a chance right in her office to know that I was physically equipped to fill her up when we finally made love. I put my cock away quickly and not a minute too soon because her husband, Edvard, came into the office and asked to be introduced. I told him that I was a consultant and friend of Deb who had helped her with computer problems in the past and had stopped by to see if he could help her with one she was having that day. As Evard and I chatted, I was still amazed that I had such boldness to flash Deb in a public place, but I found that doing it there was more exciting because of the risks of getting caught. I also had a smug feeling of superiority over Edvard knowing that I was stealing Deb's affection from him. That visit to her office caused me to fantasize about being with her in her office as she sat on the edge of her desk and took my cock inside her and then looked at Edvard through the window out in the hall giving him her "I'm cumming and it feels good" smile as I pump her and look at Edvard's frustration. It was an interesting fantasy to me that I didn't fully understand and I didn't think could ever be realized, but the feeling was one of superiority thinking about topping a man who should have been taking better care of business with his pretty wife. Within another couple of months, Deb reported that her second house was now empty of renters and she planned to move in there. Both Deb and I knew that this change in circumstances would put us at an even greater risk of breaking their pledge to be good and would likely lead to a lovemaking session which was something that could not be undone once it had happened. I can remember closing a few e-mails with "Fuck me! Fuck me!" She responded a couple times, "We WILL, soon. I can't wait to have you inside me." It did happen. One night I knew Deb would be at home and was I was thinking during the whole hour it took to get to her house about finally burying myself inside her and then not moving a muscle as we felt each other's bodies fully connecting and looked into each other's eyes. I knew that I'd not be able to hold still like that for very long, and I soon discovered that neither could she. When I got there I found that she was in a green dress with a relatively short hemline. As I closed the front door behind us I moved close to her and kissed her in the entryway. The kiss caused the organs inside my pelvis to contract on the seminal fluids and give me a hot flash of a low-grade orgasm that intensified as I kissed her even though I hadn't touched my cock to her or touched it myself. I could tell that the knob of my cock was flushed and hot, perhaps about like a fever I remembered from childhood. It seemed a waste to not give her a sense of how hot that knob was so I unzipped my pants and directed it toward her upper thigh. Because I am 3" shorter than she, I found that I was not able to put it straight-ahead and level directly on her panties over her clit as I had hoped to do. I discovered that she wore no panties, and that my cock, when angled at the normal 45 degrees when freestanding and hard, was long enough to reach her clit even when her taller stature lifted her groin several inches above mine. I gripped my cock near the base and without rubbing any long distances, vibrated my knob against her hot button. She told me that she was almost starting to cum and asked me if I'd prefer to get naked and get into bed. When I got into bed with her I studied her breasts carefully. Despite her slender model-type frame she had beautifully formed and moderate-sized breast mounds with gumdrop-sized nipples that I knew held concentrations of nerve bundles that would react if I were to alternate taking them into my mouth and sucking on them. I did that, and I could feel her pressing her body up to me so that her clit was pressed against my lower chest and abdomen. While I sucked, although I wasn't giving my shaft any direct stimulation, her gasping moans of pleasure and the gentle thrusting of her pelvis up into my chest was increasing my arousal to almost a breaking point. I stopped sucking and adjusted my position between her thighs so that i could put my cock back on her clit, and as soon as I had it in the vee at the top of her slit she gripped it near the base herself and stimulated her clit with the tip of my cock. I could tell that she was starting to cum because I could see the pleasure smile on her face, the low moans she was making and the way she pulled her clit hood up over its sensitive tip and the way her pelvis reacted by soft and short thrusts. Before either of us was aware it had happened, my thick cock slipped down lower between her inner lips and the top 3" was sliding inside her. Her slippery juices coated me and even with only the first half inside her I found that she was giving me more pleasure than I could remember. We both finished cumming within only a couple minutes, and both of us agreed that they were probably too hot for each other. She was so tight that the slippery folds inside her seemed to cling to me as if there were a vacuum developed between us to hold us together. It is true that a small man sometimes has a big cock. Or, as I told her my grandpa used to say, "Big man—big cock. Little man, all cock." Call me Mr. Allcock. Afterward we talked about the guilt, and I said that I wasn't sure I could deal with it indefinitely. Deb said that she felt guilty, too, but was more concerned about us hurting our spouses than the actual guilt of sex with me. I said that I worried that when the guilt overcame me that I would likely have to end the affair. I told her that my main concern about that was that she'd feel emotional pain when that happened and that would be more a cause of pain for me than the separation itself. I went home feeling relief from sexual tensions and an expanded sense of wanting to protect Deb from the bad things she'd been experiencing at work and at home. I also had an overwhelming feeling of guilt about hurting Brandy if she were to discover what we had done. Nevertheless, the emotional gratification of being with a beautiful woman like Deb and the pleasure I knew I was giving her when coupled to the strong pleasures she gave me drew him back like a powerful magnet. Since I learned I couldn't get it all inside her I half paid attention to something I don't usually notice the next night, namely, a woman on a cable talk show. She mentioned Astroglide—a product that would let you "park a Cadillac in a doghouse." Next time I would park my Caddy. The next time I showed up at her house I stopped off with a one-ounce bottle of that slippery and a vibrator for her to use when I couldn't be around to help her get her cum. We both disrobed and immediately went to bed and began making love by kissing and touching each other so as to build up our arousal as we lay on our sides facing each other. Deb put her leg atop my hip so that the lips of her slit were laid open to be touched by my cock, and I gripped the cockshaft again and began vibrating her clit as I had done before when we were standing in the entry way. She only took a few seconds of that, rolled onto her back and opened her thighs so that I could place myself between them. As soon as I was mounted and holding my weight off her with my knees she took hold of my cock, said, "I want to play first," and began stroking her clit shaft by using the cock knob to flick the hood of her clit over the tip of it. I immediately noticed that the motions she was making were the same ones that I made when I was jerking my cock when I got to the place where I was about to have my cum while masturbating. Having a sense of what she was feeling made me even hornier, and I could feel that my knob was swollen to its absolute maximum size—the size it swells to when it is shooting cum—and the thoughts of what she was feeling were contagious even though I wasn't yet ready to stick myself into her. I was surprised to see how short a time it took for me to be ready to put it in her, and I reached up to the headboard to get the lubricant that would let me all the way inside her and rubbed a bit of it on the knob and shaft before getting back into place and fucking the cock inside her in a single stroke all the way to my balls. Both of us gasped and moaned as the feeling of that first moment of full connection flooded through us and urged us to start cumming right NOW!. The thickness of the shaft caused the base of it to stroke her clit every time I withdrew. I left it inside all the way as long as I could, then withdrew only an inch or so before reinserting to the full connection. Every time I withdrew I could feel the throbs of pleasure building inside, and it was an automatic reaction to push it inside as far as possible so that I'd be ready to withdraw it and get that cum pulse again. Feeling myself nearly all the way inside her even when I withdrew was an extraordinarily good feeling of connection with her. The slow and short pumps couldn't be sustained, of course, and soon I was pulling almost all the way out and all the way back in at a quick pace that caused us both to be overstimulated. I looked down, and Deb was smiling up at me. It was the satisfied smile that she gave me every time I was helping her cum hard. Her moans of pleasure matched my outstroke, and I knew that she was getting exactly the same feeling as I from my thrusting. It happened a bit later that Deb changed jobs and started working at a theme park which was a welcome break for her from the office politics that she'd learned to hate over the years. Soon thereafter I told her that I wasn't man enough to keep seeing her platonically because I'd not be able to stop myself from wanting to fuck her again and start the guilt loop all over. She didn't really understand, and hoped to keep a friendly and implicitly platonic relationship, but I still insisted that I wasn't strong enough to resist her. The final breakup came about six months later when I suggested that we meet in a public place, like a golf course, but then I said that being with her would be a temptation that I'd not be able to overcome and since I had said before if we did it again that the guilt would be too much she said, "We will never have sex again." She meant it to ease my mind about not being able to stand the temptation and resultant guilt, but I took it as a rejection and discovered that my concerns about her getting hurt emotions when it was over were misplaced and that I was the one who had the hurt feelings. I tried to explain that I was taking the blame but I was wrong about being the one who would be hurt by the breakup instead of her as I had at first thought. It Hurts When It's Over She still has hurt feelings because she thought I was blaming her for being coldhearted toward me. That's not the case, but she wants no further communications or explanations from me and she will live out the rest of her days believing that I think she's a bitch. That is probably more painful to me than the broken relationship, itself, because there's no way for me to fix it. Perhaps if she were to call or e-mail me I could find a way to let her know that she's not the dog here, but rather I am. Woof.